It All Started With a Massage - Sex Stories

It All Started With a Massage

... joined forces.”

I mauled those tantalizing globes to my heart's content. I was sometimes running my middle finger between the cheeks, grazing her butthole.

“Umm, yes, do that again and again. That feels good. Not only my soul but my whole being is yours to enjoy. Please do what you want to me. I’m yours to use as you please. I know you will never hurt me. After all, I see you as the perfect gentleman and lover. We were meant to be together for a long time. Today is only the first of many to follow.”

I kept going down, doing her legs and feet. “Turn around; I won't stop until I massage and admire every part of you.”

Starting with her shoulders, where I lingered for a short while, looking at her tits and giggling as I did. I couldn’t resist letting my hands go down to envelop the firm and soft spheres, not touching the nipples, allowing her to yearn for my fingers and tongue to caress them.

After a long while teasing her nipples and erogenous aureolas, I sucked them in my mouth, twirling my tongue alternatively on one, then the other, back and forth.

After a while, I took care of her stomach, slightly touching her mound of venus, running my finger in the hair on top of her pussy, not yet slipping further down. I wanted her to beg me to take care of her clit, and the walls of her vagina. I knew she would not last long when I would. Secretions were leaking profusely. When I finally did, she jumped, and her hips kept rising and dropping. I didn’t even have to ...

... move my finger. She was rubbing herself on it. Everyone in life is looking for a way of getting the libido satisfied, to experience the pleasure of coming. And that she did in a scream that could have awakened the dead. I mean, after all, sex is an end to the means.

Kneeling beside her, I moved to her upper thighs, down her knees and ankles, making sure to work every part of her legs. When I reached her feet, I lingered around her ankle. I knew what to massage next. Just in front of the heel, a spot exists that, when appropriately rubbed, relaxes the whole body. It doesn’t do anything for the person caressing that spot, but it awakens the person receiving that special rubbing to revive her entire body’s need to be touched. After having said this, here is a challenge for the reader.

I chuckled softly as a thought hit me. How many major erogenous zones are there? The answer is one. Yes, only one, the whole body. Some parts may seem more excitable and can differ from one person to the other, but it remains that any part can lead to excitement if caressed with love and tenderness. The objective is not to concentrate solely on one zone but to vary the position, exploring every area.

I smiled as I wrapped each foot in my hands, just holding on with the palm of each hand. I asked her if her feet were ticklish. She said that yes, they were. So, I offered to let her experience something she could enjoy.

“What do you mean,” she asked. I explained that the effect of surprise ...