hotstry2.txt She knew what was in store, and was giddy with the tought. He had talked to her many times about massage, and she wondered at the thought of him giving her one. Her flesh goose bumped not from the cold, but with anticipation as she obliged the man and turned to lie on the bed on her stomach. Swirling the oil to warm it throughout, he dipped his fingers in and slicked his hands, rubbing them together almost more in glee that in preparation. "Now, this is important," he said, seriously, "you must let go of everything, empty your mind. This is so much better when one solely concentrates on the feelings of the hands. Think of nothing else, erase your mind. Close your eyes, and concentrate ONLY on the contact of my hands on your skin....." He started at the base of her neck, brushing aside her long brown hair. There are two places on the human body where tension and stress can accumulate, and he knew both, and started with the first. There he gently but firmly massaged the nerves and muscles with his thumbs, working at them as if he knew first hand what would make them relax. From there, he worked his way outward, toward the larger muscles in the shoulder area, working in firm circles and loops. Her muscles melted under his touch, and she could feel the warmth encase her body as the oil and his fingers performed their magic. He proceeded down the length of her spine, thumbs and fingers administering to the muscles aligned on either side of her backbone, and flayed out to her sides, almost pushing worldly cares out physically. She was relaxing. His fingers could tell, for her muscles went flacid under their pressure, and he was able to work them even more. She let out a deep sigh as his hands found their way to the second spot, the area at the base of her spine where all the nerves between her upper and lower body joined to traverse up the spinal column. One can feel, dear reader, all the sensations of massage in that ONE spot, throughout the body. The manipulation of the nerves there send sensations along the nerve paths all through the body, and she sighed under this new and exciting feeling. "I can feel tha.." "SHHHHHHH!" he said, a little angry, and stopped. "You *MUST* concentrate! I KNOW what you're feeling, so just feel it!" he hissed. "Now, SHHHHHHH!" She did so, and once again his fingers worked their magic. He once again started at the special spot, and re-created the tempo which she had broken. After what seemed a long time, he began to work his way down to the fleshy cheeks of her bottom. Massage can be so wonderful as long as nothing is left out, and the cheeks of the buttocks are most sensative to massage, probably because the ONLY attention they get is being sat upon. Here, he worked the flesh in deeply, firm kneeding, pulling them apart and pushing them together. He stopped, and once again dipped his hands in the oil, getting her bottom well slicked. He continued working there, but it was a labor of love, as he proved by creating wonderful sensations in her body. His task was arousing him, as he pulled her cheeks apart and saw the wonder from within, but he chided himself to remain at the task at hand, for all they had was time, and anticipation, and was that not the spice of life and love? Still, his cock twitched and jumped at the sight of her puckerd hole.... Shaking his head, as if to clear it, he began to work on her upper thighs. "This may tickle, and you must control the feelings..." he whispered. "Do not answer me, but just listen...There are ways of controlling the feelings, which you must do now...If you concentrate on the feeling, intensify it, magnify it, you can withstand it. The task here is NOT to allow the feelings to force muscle reaction; you must hold back. Allow the feeling to run rampant from within, but DO NOT externalize it...FOCUS!" His hands began to work down her legs, to the most sensative part behind her knees...he could feel the battle within her as she struggled to control her muscles, and she won. Her rewards were sensations she had never experianced before, for without muscle externalization, the sensations magnified and spread throughout her body, and she could control them. He worked down her legs, massaging each set of muscles in turn. Once at her feet, he worked each foot wiht both hands, admiring her control, then repeated the process all the way back up to her neck again. "Turn over.." he cooed. She complied, and the look of contentment on her face made him smile. She was looking straight into his eyes, and he slowly closed her eyes with one hand saying, "No, that will distract you...relax, from within, and keep your eyes closed..." He started again, but with her forehead, gently but firmly sliding his thumbs over the skin in outward strokes, pushing any and all tension away and out. He moved to her cheeks, and did the same, then worked down to her neck, where the shoulder muscles and neck muscles entwined and joined. HIS muscles ached with the workout, but he concentrated on his task and ignored the cramping feeling. This was to much enjoyment to let that stop him. He worked his way to her breasts, which were glorious in size. He work them like a master, lingering nowhere, but touching all. He dipped his hand once more in the crucible, and covered her breasts with fresh oil, working them, massaging them. His cock had now a life of its own, and he fought very hard to focus on his task, and not bury his face in the wonderous sight before him. He knew that the control here was apamount, for if he could not withstand this, what would he be like further down!? "CONCENTRATE!" he thought to himself, "this is for HER!" And he won the battle, but wondered at the outcome of the war. His hands moved downward, massaging her soft belly, and the sensitive spot just above her mound. They moved all around her sex, upper thighs, and the splay of her bottom, fingers deep but gentle, for that area is proned quickly to pain if not handled correctly. His desire to maggage her pussy was greater than he thought it would be, and he quickly moved downward to her legs, where he continued the massage. It was what seemed forever, but he made his way down her legs to her feet, and started once again back up. "the battle has joined, and I have all but lost" he thought. "ah, a good effort, nonetheless" he bemused to himself, and gently spread her legs wide. "You may not move, you must continue with your concentrations" he whispered..."and keep your eyes closed!" He left the bed for a moment, and she wondered what he was doing, but fought the urge to look. In a few moments, he returned. "Just in case your resolve isn't as good as we thought" he said directly in her ear, and quickly darted his tongue in the recesses of it. She squirmmed. He softly tied a bandanna around her head, covering her eyes, and shushed her beginning protest. His hands now found a different task, and began to firmly and deeply carress her wonderous breasts, bring out sensations she had long forgotten. The combination of the tingle from the shower, the feelings of his hands in massage, and now the electricity of his sexual touch flooded her inner being, and she felt the familiar well of fludis within her, as if to say 'I'm ready'. He knew that the time for massage was over, and he worked her tits like a magician, making the nipples stiff and hard, so hard they almost hurt. He rolled them in his fingers, and kneeded her breasts with the best of technique, then started his hands on their downward journey to the valley of her sex. He stopped for a moment, but only to freshen the oil on his hands, and then begans to sexually massage the outter lips of her pussy. Short moans escaped her lips as she fought for control. He was so SLOW! Why didnt't he go FASTER?? Then she realized that this would build, and build, and build, and she trusted the hands on her to bring her to a place she never experianced before. Gently, and with agonizing slowness, he opened the lips of her cunt. Her juices almost ran out, and he smiled to himself thinking that the oil was redundent here. The sight was glorious to his eyes, the pink folds of flesh open to his boring gaze, her clit just beginning to peek out form its hiding place. "THIS I must savor to the fullest" he said, and she moaned once more, stuggleing to control her hips. He bent his head down, and with her opened to his mouth, began the slighest of flicks with his tongue over her now extended clit. She immediatly groaned even more, and took a sharp breath. He began slow, languid strokes along her opening, tongue exploring every fold and millimeter of her now soaked sex. Her breath was ragged and deep, and he knew he was doing the things she loved best, as his tongue continued its exploration of her cunt. He moved to her opening and pushed his tongue deep within her tunnel, wiggling it around like a little cock with a life of its own. Her hips began to buck, and he placed his hands on her thighs and wispered for her to keep the control she had kept so well up to this point, then placed his wet tongue back in her opening. He swirled it around, and savored the flavor and aroma of her fluids. He flattened his tongue, and like a five year old would lick an ice cream, he licked her, from the pink puckered openning of her ass, all the way to her clit, and back down again, with agonizing slowness. Her shuddering contnued, and her moans increased in tempo. He was playing her, and she knew it. Drawing out her orgasm, but so slowly. He stopped, but for only a moment, and rummaged in the bag next to the bed. She felt his presence return, and his hands once again opened her lips, spread her legs even wider. She felt the tip of a familiar, yet unfamiliar object touch her opening down there, and wondered what was going on. It felt like the head of his cock, but it was cool, and felt slick with oil. Just as she was thinking this, the pressure on her opening incressed and she was being slowly filled with what felt like the largest cock she had ever felt before! At this point, she didn;t care what is was, only that she was being filled completely, and wonderfully, like never before, and it felt marvolous. The shaft was nine inches in length, and quite thick, and he slowly slid the dildo deep within her. As he was pushing it in he whispered to her "I've always wanted to eat you and fuck you at the same time...." She groaned with pleasure at his words, and with the dildo completly inside her, his hand pushing slowly in and out, with twists here and there, he lowered his head to her heat and began to suck and nibble on her clit, flicking his tongue over and over on the hardened button. His actions increased, and he worked her with the intent of making her explode. She lost control, and her hips urged the false cock in and out of her cunt, and he had to concentrate on keeping his mouth locked on her sex. She arched her back and exploded, the walls of her pussy clamping down on the dildo so hard that it was almost jettisoned, save for the fact that his hand held it firmly there...Her love juice seeped out and around the shaft inside her, and she continued her contractions in the throes of orgasm. This was the longest she had ever cum, and it was draining her, completly, and she slumped back down on the bed exhausted. He gently removed the blindfold, kissed her with cum soaked lips, and whispered... "It is time to rest, for this evening is all planned for us, m'luv. So rest now in my arms and sleep. I will awaken you when it is time. But this," with a wicked twist of the rubber cock, "stays here!" and he pushed it deeper inside her. She lay now on her side, and he nestled in behind her, his rock hard cock snuggly between her pussy lips, resting on her clit, feeling the end of the dildo still deep inside her. He wrapped his arms around her, and they slept.