hotstry6.txt

He was sleeping soundly, and the morning was burning brightly through the
windows in the room, sun streaming through the curtains in shafts of light
where motes of dust danced in the thermals.  She was restless.  She looked
over at her man.  He was lying on his stomach, streched out.  The sheet
covered half of his firm ass, and the valley between his cheeks darkened as it
met the covers, as if to beckon her into the darkness to explore.

She got up, found the small porcelin crucible and taper and oil.  She set the
contraption up, poured in a small portion of oil, lit the taper and placed it
under the dish to warm the oil.  Swirling the oil with her fingers, she looked
down at her man.  She generously lubricated her hands and knelt down beide the
sleeping body.

Slowly, but firmly she began to kneed the well defined muscles in his back,
working her thumbs on the either side of hisneck area, her fingers working the
shoulder muscles.  He let out a small groan, waking up, but very, very slowly.
As he awoke more and more, her fingers took on more pressure and worked his
muscles even more firmly.

"God, that feels good!" he said.

"Shhhhhhh...remember what you told me!?" she repremanded, and he succumbed to
the marvelous feelings he was experiencing.  Her fingers worked their magic,
smoothing out all the kinks in his broad shoulders, working the muscles down
his back, and massaging the 'secret' spot at the base of his spine.  She moved
down, and her hands brushed aside the sheets, exposing his bare bottom.  She
again slicked her hands, and begans the sensual technique of massage on the
cheeks of his ass, revolving her hand motions in opposite directions,
alternately squeezing and parting his flesh, exposing and covering the secrets
held between.  Feeling wonderful, he slowly spread his legs, and she
positioned herself between them.  She continued to work his firm ass, her
hands now in a labor of love and lust.  Slowly, flattening her hands, she
started at the top of his thighs and pushed upward, capturing the flesh and
kneeding it as she proceeded, all the wat to the base of his spine.  He
groaned softly with the sensations.  Deftly, and slowly, she dipped one finger
in the oil, and traced the crack of his ass with the well oiled finger,
lingering slightly at his opening.  He again groaned his pleasure at the touch
of this most sensitive area.  Then she grabbed each cheek in each hand, and
slowly spread them apart, opening up the wonders she longed to see, to feel,
AND to taste.

Her head dipped, and her tongue snaked out to flick in the valley, finding all
the sensitive areas of the flesh there, traversing up and down, searching for
his pleasure.  His hips bucked when her tongue found his opening, and stopped
there to softly lick around it and explore.  Gently, her tongue sharpened and
probed in to him, and the sharp intake of breath told her he was enjoying
this.  She spent several minutes administering to his asshole, revelling in
the pleasure she KNEW it brought him.  One hand found its way up to his
tightening balls, and softly massaged them in oil, rolling them in her hands
like delicate eggs.

"Turn over..." she whispered.  He complied.

She began to work his front, with the same loving care and devotion she had
shown his back.  She worked the large chest muscles, his arms, and even the
softness of his belly.  Slowly, deliberately, she began her downward trip to
his swelling cock.  Still between his legs, her view of him was complete.

"It looks like you're once again interested in more than massage" she said
quietly, watching his cock grow.

"Well, yes, I guess it does.  I gues..."

"shhhh!" she replied, and he smiled and did so.

She moved him up, propped by the fluffy pillows so he could do what he loved;
WATCH.  She generously oiled both her hands and began to massage his balls
gently.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM......." escaped his lips.

With a skill she never knew she had, she slowly moved up to his half errect
cock, swaying back and forth, waiting.  She grasped it in both hands to cover
as much skin as possible and began slow pumping motions, her slick hands
sliding almost frictionlessly over his cock.  He grew harder, and bigger under
her work, and she deftly managed his cock to solicite every possible feeling
she could.  His hips began to move in rhythm with her hands, and she held him
still.

"No.." she whispered, "let me do ALL the work now..."

And she did, coaxing him, pulling him, bringing him alternately up and down.
She started talking to him in a soft, non-urgent voice....all the while
working his cock to the maximum sensation.

"I love to beat you off.  I get to feel all the sensations in you cock as my
hands work it.  And I love to watch it, all slick and shiny, watch as small
drops of pre-cum pulse out of the tip.  I can't decide if I like giving you a
blow job, or beating you off more, both are so wonderful, and both make you
cum soooo hard.  Ooohhh...I love this"

She continued talking to him, knowing his taste for graphic conversation.  His
heat was becomming unbearable now, and she knew it, and wanted to bring him
off, to please him, to be his pleasure.  Her work was now intent upon his
climax, and she moved her head to within inches of his straining member,
talking all the time about his pending explosion, and how she loved to watch
it, taste it, be part of-and the cause of-his pleasure.

His balls tightened, his cock swelled beyound even her belief, and with an
arch of his back and a loud cry, he came.  He shot high, and the first stream
splashed against her half open mouth, only to dribble back to his cock head.
Gush after gush spewed forth as her hands coaxed the cum from his shaft, in
slow strokes and squeezes.  The last drops feebly pushed their way out, and he
fell back, content.  She however, was not.  She wouldn't be stopped of HER
pleasure, and she dipped her head and licked his saft clean, and her fingers
and hands.  And he watched in rapture.

Later, just a little later, they showered and dressed.  He took her down to
the brunch they held at the inn, and the had a nice, relaxing repast.  Done,
he took her hand.  They went back to the room where he told her to dress for
outdoors.

"WHERE are we going NOW?!" she asked.

"just come with me, luv.  You'll see" and with that they left the room to the
lobby....