I want to massage you. Imagine it warm in the room, it would be a luxury hotel, clean and modern. I’d have a bunch of candles burning, a soft blanket on the bed and some low-key music on. I’d use the body oil that the professionals use, not greasy but feels amazing between my hands and your skin.
I’d start with you laying on the bed. You can feel the soft blanket under your front side, a pillow supporting your head and anticipation as I tell you to keep your eyes closed. I put a sheet over your beautiful ass and back to keep you warm and relaxed. I start with your scalp, massaging your temples in a circular motion, clockwise past your ears – you can feel tension escaping your body as I apply pressure on both sides, creating lines with my fingers above your eyebrows and following the flat muscles in your scalp past your ears to your neck. I notice your hair – it’s beautiful. You’re beautiful.
With the tips of my fingers I gently trace your shoulder blades, down your spine to the small of your back – giving you goosebumps from the sensations. I’m resisting the urge to make this all about sex for me, but my senses are heightened. The feeling of your warm soft skin, the smell of your whatever product you use combined with your sweet natural scent, how your sexy curves are obvious but partially concealed under the sheet.
With oil warmed on my hands you feel me start with your left ankle, following the joint in a circular motion and transitioning down the front of your foot with my fingertips, and my thumbs deeply releasing tension in the heel, sole and ball of your perfect foot. Finally, each toe gets attention as I grip your foot lightly with one hand and massage the areas between your toes at the same time. And then the same on the right.
I work my way up your legs giving the same attention to every muscle group. You feel my warm strong hands following the lines of muscles and interfaces in your shins, calves, knees, and quads, one at a time. My hands between you and the bed, using your weight to provide pressure to your front muscles makes you feel weightless. With my fingertips and palms I work your quads, isolating every muscle. I can’t take my eyes off of you, though. The feeling of your soft skin, how your body responds to my touch, and the soft moans that you let out cause my heart rate to increase. A rush floods my cock as I start to get hard for you.
I can feel the heat of your body concentrated as I reach your thighs, following your natural lines and teasing you as I stay focused on your muscles, the tension and working it out. You feel my hands slowly move up higher on your thigh, coming so close to the top, so close to your pussy that you feel a rush, thinking every time that I’ll break the tension and scratch the itch that I made. The itch that continues to build with a life of its own like roots gripping the deepest places of your mind and body. You think about how I’m really the only one that can give you true release from what makes you hum, you wish that I would palpably rip out out the visceral tension making you cum like only I can, because I know your dark and kinky places. You’re snapped out if it as I briefly graze your wet pussy with my thumb, and you let out a long soft moan, but we’re not done.
I move up to your ass, touching every part – I feel the muscles under your beautiful skin. I can’t stop thinking about how your pussy felt – It feels so good as blood rushes to my cock – my heart races. You feel my hands kneading your skin and muscles, spending the right amount of time and balancing pain with pleasure as I work up your back down your arms, hands and returning to your neck. I can feel your heart racing against my fingertips as I move them across your neck, and I kiss your bare back following the lines, knowing every inch of visualized muscle in your body, and kissing you to break the tension my fingertips create as they graze you. My kisses are sensual but firm and I can taste the faintness of salt on your skin as I moisten my lips. You feel my breath on your skin. I’m turned on by every aspect of you, and knowing that part of you is irreversibly in me through this experience, and vice versa.
You can feel your pussy, impossibly wet and engorged, radiating the need for attention. Finally you feel my fingers on you. I move my fingers confidently along your outer lips, softly brushing them, and working toward the middle, stroking up and down with two fingers, ignoring your clit at first because I want to make sure you’re ready. You feel me get on the bed with you, my body oriented opposite yours, my head is down by your legs. Your hands instinctively wander up my body, you feel my skin and the heat of my cock through my clothes. You reach down my pants, I feel your fingertips reach the top of my cock as you tease it, moving onto your side to get my pants off while I pull you closer to me. So close that you feel me pulling your pussy lips into my mouth – gently at first. But I want all of you.
My pants are off and I pull you the rest of the way on top of me by lifting you up by your hips as I roll to my back. You feel my bottom lip on your clit, alternating movements with my tongue. You press my head against the mattress with your pussy as you grind into me. I am playing with your tits, your nipples between my fingers. The sensations are overloading, you slide all the way down so that I can lick your ass. At the same time you are stroking me licking the tip of my cock. You feel the soft skin of the head of my cock between your lips and I feel your tongue swirling – pressure building in our bodies. I move my hand up to finger you while I lick your ass, up and down, then in circles. I can taste the oil mixed with your wet pussy as I can feel your moans in my rock hard cock. You feel my curl my finger up to find your g-spot – I’m still licking your ass while I rhythmically stroke the spot with my fingers and your clit with my tongue. As you climax I can feel your whole body shake as your ass and pussy pulsate. As you cum you use my cock as a gag to quiet yourself, but you’re still screaming and panting, even as we can hear people in the hallway.
I am so close as you gag yourself on my cock, you stop to spit on it, stroking me and verbally begging for me to cum. As I start you take me all the way into your mouth, and feel me explode. I shoot shot after shot of thick cum as you stroke me with your mouth around me.
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