The massage session
After warming the rosemary and eucalyptus oils (and a few others from my secret blend), I start with your neck and shoulders; kneading the muscles in gentle waves towards your fingertips… gathering and collecting the bad energies and feelings, then forcing them out like bolts of light from your hands. I have to catch the bad energies with both hands, stretching out your arms and massaging, pulling the waves through your arms. I want all the emotional pain at my fingertips so I have complete control over your body and spirit.
When I feel my neck and shoulders begin to feel free of stress and pain, then I move the force of the wave down and outward from my spine. I apply more very warm oil, light pressure – at first – then, increasing the pressure from the neck to the hairline to the muscles in the shoulder blades, paying special attention to those muscles where the bra abuses your flesh. Feel the pressed circles from your shoulder blades to collect all the physical pain and emotional pain in your heart, under my strong spine and under my hands.
Stir and push the waves of energy out your sides and down your back. I keep going behind your back.
When there is nothing left, I take the massage seriously. I am focused and it takes a lot of energy to feel the pain and tension under your flesh. Your skin’s sensitivity increases every time I pour the pore-opening oil over you and rub it in. The effluvium of the oil is intoxicating. I push the energies down your back and from your spine outward until they reach your lower back – where your buttocks begin to rise from two dimples on either side. These beautiful, wavy mounds of juicy flesh are a… a lucky obstacle in pushing the stress and pain of your past days away and into your extremities. But first, I must conquer this mountain. I bring my head closer to your body where I want to feel your pulse with my pulse. . . where I can see the energies as they ripple across your skin and smell the electricity of your flesh beneath my hands. I have collected the energies right at the top of your buttocks and now I have to move them.
My hands tremble slightly as I begin to knead the flesh of your muscular buttocks – until they become more flexible in my hands. I want them soft and pliable for my care, so that when I collect all the pain at the top of your buttocks and force it, you will feel the release of joy.
The happy consequence is coming soon. As I massage the flesh, my fingers slide more and more towards your lower lips. The smell of your sex makes my head spin – but… . . I have to press on. With each pass of my hands, I cup the bottom of your buttocks and follow the curve up the outer edges, bringing both hands together to the top of your buttocks. Then I bring my thumbs together and come back down with my palms fanning out, feeling the flesh between my fingers. My blood is running and I want to put my face on the reddened skin. I want to breathe the excitement coming from between your now trembling thighs.
I know I’m losing control. Control is essential. I enjoy mastering this flesh. Every time my fingers run between your thighs, your lips part slightly, allowing me to see the wet pink flesh between them. I know that your body is now ready to continue the journey towards expelling tension.
I poured more oil directly on your buttocks. It pours slowly, even if it’s hot. The first few drops make you wince slightly from his heat, but you……sit back into his torture. It occurs to me that the oil looks like spilled honey running over your mounds and down between your thighs. I grip your buttocks firmly in my last pass over them – as they spread, and your feminine glory flashes its bright dew upon me, I quickly plunge my face – my tongue in to taste. It is delightful. I can’t help but stroke your slightly protruding clit as I flex my tongue and you shudder. My weakness pulls you out of… pulls you out of your relaxed state. . . I must continue with my assigned duty.
I have to reach, again, to the nape of your neck to collect your pent-up, bloated negative energies again. Fortunately, the muscles are still soft in my hands. I, with more force than before, descend from the center of your back outward to your ribs. At your abdomen, reach both arms around your body. My face is pressed between your buttocks and I’m happy to be there. I start a full circle of protection that gathers all the waves together in the lower back and thighs. I lift my chin to the dimples and lick each one in turn with the tip and bottom of my tongue. My chin kneads the balls of energy stored at the top of your buttocks. As I lower myself with my cares, again my face falls between your buttocks and then onto your thighs. You can feel my hot breath on your soft hair. I love that you shave your hair for me and I intend to repay you. Of course, it makes the massage easier without the hairs covering your skin.
I know how good it feels every time I reach your ankles. My body stretched over yours, both hands encircling your legs to push the energies down into your extremities. We are getting closer to the goal of removing all tension and pain from your body. I use my body heat to keep him warm. I try to stay focused; focus on your ankles and straining your hamstrings. A little pinch on your heel – a little gentle on the heel – a slow tip of my tongue on your leg and I suck on your big toe.
Again, focus. Focus on pushing and releasing tension in the legs; massaging your feet until they are also relaxed and then your toes – making them tingle as energy that has been blocked for too long is released. I massage each one in turn. Again, and then again, all the while watching the relaxed smile on your face. More oil to soften the skin. Maybe later I’ll give you a pedicure. Full attention for the Lady.
I turn my body to face again while you lie down. Slowly, I stretch my body forward to face your buttocks again. This time my intention is clear and blameless. My hands reach your neck and cover your back. Even as I pull the blanket over the two of us to keep the heat emanating from your body, I struggle to caress your entire back. My tongue thrusts forward to pierce the folds of your buttocks, then your inner folds.
You have been released from a lot of physical tension, but there is one more release coming that will finish the job. Even after the long, hot bath I gave you before the massage began, the smell in your tiny hole as I dip my tongue in and out of it – it’s musky. I’m drunk on him. With one hand I continue to roam your back, pressing and kneading to keep a good flow of energy – no more tension – with the other I reach under you to find the swollen button of your release… and pinch. I pinch him and stroke him and pinch him some more. It is lubricated by my saliva as much in your pussy as it is over your labia. I love the strokes of my tongue in the folds of your ass. I’m…damn. Yes, that makes me so happy to do to your channel. I’m licking your anal canal and it’s delicious.
They increase the speed and even more so the lubrication. The pinching and tugging of your clit is aided by my fingers now pushing into you. It’s not long before I feel you start to tighten up. I hear muffled moans of pleasure from the pillow where you rest your face.
Your ring opens for me even as your other muscles tighten around my thumbs. I can actually feel pulsations in my thumbs, like they’ve been pulled and processed. Mentally, this is the best sex ever for me. I keep thrusting with my tongue, but I clamp my mouth over your hole and clit. A quick switch between my fingers and thumbs… my thumbs are now helping me in my quest – two long fingers on each hand have taken their place in your vaginal massage parlor. It takes time to insert both my thumbs and tongue, but you’re well lubricated and your muscles are quivering, again.
You struggle a bit when the flow starts. Your face pushed into the pillow makes a squeak and my fingers are flooded with your juices. I dip my tongue in your anal canal to drink from your pussy. It covers my mouth and throat and I swallow it like ambrosia. I push my fingers all the way in – to the webbing between my fingers. I do the same with the four fingers in the pussy and it becomes a gushing hole. From a gentle stream you sprinkle my face with your juices. Come on, let it all out for me. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
