TANTRIC YONI MASSAGE
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The internet is quite amazing. It provides a channel to access easily those experiences that are impossible to find without it. I was surfing the web and I found a site that looked like a dating site but was more than that. It had postings from men looking for women and women looking for men, offering all sorts of discreet liaisons.
I discovered the abbreviation ‘NSA,’ which means ‘no strings attached.’ In other words, two adults getting together for casual sex or the like without a relationship or commitment required. I was shocked that one could be so blunt and direct, but then the idea of getting together with someone who wants the same thing with no need to invest in the initial courtship, and a stranger you don't even know the name of, all sounded taboo but also tiny bit kinky, the sort of thing one fantasised about.
Some would argue fantasies are best imagined and never actualised, but on this occasion, my curiosity got the better of me.
I dragged my mouse down the column of adverts under the section M4W (men for women) and I read some really dirty adverts, some of them even had pictures of guys posing semi and totally nude. This was too much for me. I was about to hit the X and close this site when I saw this advert.
‘Tantric Massage on Offer- Masseur is tall dark and handsome.’
‘Who wouldn't want a free massage?’ I thought to myself.
I clicked this header and opened the advert.
‘Tantric Massage is all about rebalancing your chakras and restoring harmony to your body and soul through sensual touch. It will awaken your Kundalini energy (your inner serpent coiled deep within your root chakra/pelvic floor) and elevate this powerful energy throughout your body. This is an incredible out of body experience. You will feel optimistic and positive and rejuvenated. Free trial on offer!’
Wow! I am a person that loves to go for a relaxation massage and be pampered. Maybe I should give this a try, I thought. It sounded great and I have always been ready to try new experiences. Besides, a remedial massage costs over $100.
I clicked the ‘reply to post’ button and emailed this guy. His name was Adam.
‘Hi Adam, I prefer to remain anonymous. I am interested in your offer but would like to know more. What does it entail? Where is your studio?’
Adam replied by the next day.
‘Hi there! This massage is about total indulgence. You will be made to feel like a goddess. It's all about you and I work at your comfort level and I guarantee total discretion if required. You will get a full body massage applying the art of the sacred teaching of Tantra.
‘It is very sensual but not sexual. It’s something you need to try out. I don't have a studio, as this is only a hobby for me. I can either come to your place or meet you at a hotel. If you are still unsure about it, we can meet up for a drink and you can decide then if it’s something you want.’
This reply comforted me. He didn't sound like some pushy guy trying to get sex, or some creep I would need to be afraid of. We agreed to meet at a pub. I could still decide then if I wanted to go ahead or not and it was a public place so it would be safe.
‘Please email me what you are wearing on the day so that I can recognise you amongst all the other strangers at the pub,’ he wrote a few days before the meeting. Also, it’s imperative that you feel relaxed and sensual so do a yoga class beforehand and remember to dress appropriately for our meeting,’ he ended the email.
The day arrived. I was anxious, had butterflies in my stomach, but was excited at the prospect of meeting an absolute stranger to receive a full body massage, which is tantric and sensual. I didn't know what to expect though. I must admit I had images of the masseur being an athletic hunk.
As requested, I bought the massage oils with a lavender scent that I liked, as well as ylang ylang sensual body oil as was advised at the shop that it was good for massage.
Just before leaving to meet the guy, I had a bath and shaved myself, trimming my pubic bush to a clean short strip up my pubic mound. I put on a pair of jeans and a colourful crop top but was not happy with the result. After some thought, I decided to wear the new yoga gear that I had purchased the day before, so I changed and put on olive-green yoga shiny spandex leggings with a strappy halter-style olive top. I looked in the mirror and thought that it looked like I was about to do a workout, so I changed again, and this time put on a white summer dress, with strappy high heels.
I decided it was a good mix of elegant and sexy. I sprayed some perfume, grabbed my handbag and set out to hail a cab to the pub where we were meeting. I walked into the pub as nervous as can be and almost shaking. A guy with dark hair, wearing a brown striped shirt and jeans walked up to greet me.
"Hi there, I am Adam, are you Rachel?" he asked.
"Yeh, that's me," I answered.
"How about a glass of wine?" Adam offered me as he walked towards a small table in the corner.
"Sure, thank you," I replied as I followed him and sat down on the chair.
We spoke for about twenty minutes with Adam answering all of my questions about Tantra and the massage. I felt comfortable with him not being some lurking creep and he seemed quite casual, energetic and was quite good looking. He was tall with dark hair, olive complexion, and a slim athletic yet toned physique.
Although I was still really nervous, we decided that we had sufficiently acquainted ourselves and it was time to go back to my place for the massage. Those butterflies were now fluttering wildly inside me. Earlier that morning, I had covered my chaise-longue with towels, placed an oil burner and scented oils on the side table and prepared a playlist of relaxing music.
We arrived at my apartment and after I opened the door, Adam said, "Ok this is how it works. I will go to the bathroom and you get undressed to your undies, cover yourself with a single towel and lie face-down."
I unzipped my summer dress and placed it on a chair. I unhooked my blue denim bra and placed it on the chair on top of my summer dress. I had on a pair of silky light blue thong undies, the type you wear to avoid a panty line. I took the white bath towel wrapped it around my torso, lit the burner and put the music playlist on and then lay down on the couch.
Adam re-entered the room. I could smell the strong citrus lemon scent of the aromatherapy burner. Soft relaxing yoga meditation music started playing. I then felt hands being placed on my upper back. Adam lathered warm oils up the full length of my back and then started to slowly massage and knead my tension knots out of me. It was soothing and relaxing. Ironically, just going ahead with this meeting had stressed me out, so this is what I needed.
He continued massaging with long flowing strokes up and down, and up and down my back. I felt myself starting to relax and get comfortable despite all my anxiety and nerves that consumed me. He lifted my towel and started to massage my legs and thighs. All my tension was melting away with each stroke of his strong, firm, yet gentle hands.
I then had my first foot reflexology experience, as Adam pressed his fingers tightly into my pressure points at the bottom of my foot. It ached and burned but then felt wonderful afterwards. The massage was remedial and relaxing like any massage I had received from therapists and physios.
"Rachel, the massage is going to become more sensual now; please stop me if you are ever feeling uncomfortable," Adam requested.
"Ok!" I mumbled, feeling very relaxed and tranquil and not thinking much about things.
"By the way, I don't want to get my clothes full of oil so I normally give the massage in shorts, but I forgot my gym bag at home so if you are ok I will wear only my undies," Adam stated.
"I don't mind," I answered not thinking much about it.
I then felt my towel being pulled up and away from my body. I knew he would be looking at me in my thong. Although it’s normal for one to strip down to undies for a massage I still felt self-conscious.
Adam then continued the massage. This time his palm was stretched wide and his strokes were long, starting at the bottom of my legs and moving upwards over my thighs and up to my butt, over my cheeks and around down the side of my hamstrings and back down to start again.
I felt his hands massaging my gluteal muscles, his fingers tracing around my thong undies pushing deep into the tissues of my muscles. It was a bittersweet touch as each stroke started with trigger point therapy. I felt his fingers push deeply into my hips and buttocks, slowly working out the tense knots, followed by his whole palm and hand brushing sensually down my body, gliding down my hamstrings and then across my calf muscles. I had gone with the flow, surrendering my body to his masterful touch and in doing so relaxed into it.
A few minutes passed as I blissfully enjoyed the massage. The timing was perfect as Adam changed the rhythm and on each return stroke his fingers slid down my buttocks but as they reached over the crease of my arse to my legs, his fingers swung inwards, sliding down the back of my inner thighs, negotiating their way surreptitiously onto my erogenous zones.
Feeling his thumb closing in on my panty-line made me feel an eruption of tingles throughout. I felt my body warm up from the inside and my breath get shorter. He repeated this movement a few times. Each time his hands landed on my bottom, he would knead my muscles deeply and then slowly slide his fingers, spread wide, down closer to my panties but never touching.
He was teasing me into a total frenzy of arousal. I felt my groin clench up with pent up tension and start to throb. My nipples suddenly felt extremely sensitive and grew erect. I so wanted those fingers to cross the boundary and get close to my hot and now moist centre that was lusting to be pleasured.
Without consciously realising it, I opened my legs wider into a v shape letting my body succumb to its natural innate and instinctual desire to open up my petals wide to enable a deep penetration. My skin was extra sensitive, and I felt goose-bumps as my body awakened and every nerve started firing with arousal.
"Rachel, it’s time to turn over," Adam instructed me.
I was disappointed. I was enjoying the build-up in intensity and the anticipation.
‘Was this the end after all that?’ I wondered to myself.
I turned over, without thinking, still self-absorbed, then realised that I was topless. My neck and chest were red as if I had a rash. I was as horny as hell. My nipples were hard and pointy, surrounded by a swelling of my areolas, now a deep pink colour.
I looked over at Adam in his tight blue boxer undies.
He had a cute round bottom, with its cheeks pushing the tight material outwards like a ripe round apple. As he turned, I saw his penis. It looked erect sticking out in front and pushing out the material like a tent pole.
I noticed its ridge at the top and the round balls at the bottom. 'What a sexy package,' I thought as I stared at him like a voyeur. My imagination was running wild. I started to fantasise about him but told myself to stop and get a hold of myself.
Adam lathered oil into his palm and then with both hands used his fingers to slowly massage down my breasts, stroking outwards and away from my nipples, like the spokes of a wheel. He continued caressing me and taking my breath away again. I closed my eyes to take in the experience without thinking too much about it other than the flowing sensations of sexual excitement, which like sharp knives cut through my body, leaving it tingly and extremely aroused.
I realised that I was moaning. I just could not hold it back. With each touch, my pelvic region just caught more on fire and my pussy started to well up from arousal.
Adam then moved off my breasts to massage my stomach and lower abdomen. I stared at him lustfully taking in the eye candy, watching his tight abs and noticing the v line that cut down to his groin.
He slowly applied light strokes in circles just inches from my panty line. He was so close but managed not to touch my panty covered mound and pussy. I was throbbing and on fire. I so wanted to gyrate my hips upwards and into his grip. I looked down at my body. My panties displayed a big wet spot and I had the hugest camel toe as my panties had been pulled into my aroused pussy and swollen clitoris.
During the massage, he had taken me on a journey to a peak of arousal and then retreated and pulled away. It was like big waves passing over me before going flat for a while before the next set. This pattern only made each subsequent set more intense.
I had never been this aroused in my life before. It consumed my whole being and I was feeling like a frustrated woman in desperate need of sexual release. If I was alone, I would have masturbated myself to a very quick orgasm.
"Are you ok with me taking off your panties now?" he abruptly asked.
I didn't know what to reply but I was so ready for it, I volunteered by using my own hands to slide them down before Adam took over and peeled them down my torso and off my legs. At this point, I didn't care anymore that an obvious wet spot running the length of my pussy was visible and my panties were clearly soaked with my juices. I noticed a thin white creamy substance coating the thin material as he lifted them off my legs. My pussy was oozing its wetness from the continued stimulation.
"I am going to give you a sacred yoni massage now. You must just let go and go with the flow. Enjoy it and let me indulge you. I want you to breath in deeply, sucking up all your breath deep inside yourself while tensing your pelvic floor. You must then hold your breath and tense up, clenching your groin tightly and then only let out quick exhales as you gently rock your hips and push the breath upwards through your body letting it out in gasps. Your Kundalini energy will then move through your body elevating it into a high Tantric state. Repeat this cycle for the next few minutes," Adam instructed me, demonstrating the short but rapid breaths I would need to emulate.
He then moved close to me, and finally touched me on my pussy, gently taking my outer labia folds between his index finger and thumb and very slowly he slid his fingers up and down the folds. This felt incredible. I had never been so sexually excited before. I could feel my pussy stretching and opening up. It felt so good and pleasurable.
Adam continued to caress my outer folds on both sides and then my inner folds, slowly taking a lot of time and not rushing. I clenched all my muscles as my heart raced and my breathing quickened. I was moaning loudly. I had lost all care about being shy and reserved. I was riding a wave of pleasure filled with tingly sensations all over. My pussy was throbbing like a taught spring ready to jump and uncoil.
He caressed me, tantalised me, and aroused me to new heights. I was getting closer to orgasm. I opened my eyes and looked at Adam. My lust was bubbling, and my unsatisfied sexual appetite just took over. I was hungry for him. I needed to feel his strong masculine hard body.
My clit was a knotted end of a live high voltage wire as he touched it. His circled it with his finger, applying just the right pressure as he caressed it. I was gasping for air as I had my first orgasm. I wished for his cock to enter my pussy and feel it fuck me and penetrate me hard and deep. I yearned to feel his throbbing pounding and his warm cum spurt out and explode against my vaginal walls.
I leaned upwards and reached out to his body. I grabbed at the elastic band of his boxers and pulled it down his torso, removing his undies and freeing his bulging hard-on. His cock was like a long steel pole, bright red and aroused, pointing upwards with its purple veins bulging out and with pre-cum dripping over his circumcised head.
I leaned forward and took his huge penis head into my mouth and deep into my throat until it could go no further. I could taste his pre-cum. It was delicious and aroused me even more.
I then put my hand around his waist, and I clenched his bubble-shaped arse cheeks with my hands as I bobbed my mouth up and down on his erect shaft, ferociously sucking his whole manhood into me. Adam was moaning loudly as he leaned back letting me take in his cock.
I had to get some air, so I lifted my head and backed off, now focussing on his sexy shaved balls which looked so full and round, pulled taught to the base of his penis. I had to have more of that cock.
He kneeled in front of me as I pulled his cock back to my mouth and sucked its head and then pulled him on top of me with his knees open to either side of my face as I sucked his balls from underneath.
While I was sucking his scrotum, I felt a finger and then two penetrate my pussy and massage my g-spot deep inside. I immediately had another orgasm. He continued to push them in and out of me as I enjoyed wave upon wave of pleasure wash over me.
As each orgasm came, I had to open my mouth to scream. I don’t know what came over me, but I then pulled his torso right over my face as I pulled his butt cheeks apart and let my tongue lick from his scrotum, along the ridge of his perineum. He moaned loudly and grabbed my nipple with his finger and pulled at it hard, but it felt so good.
I went further than I had ever done before and continued to lick him until I reached his butthole, feeling him clench it and relax it as my tongue swished around the tight nerves at the entrance. He was moaning loudly as he took his cock into his hand and furiously masturbated while I licked and licked.
I felt him pull away momentarily before retreating to get some air as I watched his cock jump into involuntary contractions as he spurted cum into the air, again and again, shooting white gooey cum high up like rockets.
I felt a drop of warm wetness land on my cheeks and chin and then in my hair. I could smell its freshness. He lifted my legs up high in front of me and opened them up wide as he stuck his tongue into my pussy, licking me as I orgasmed again.
"Turn around on all fours and bend forwards like in a yoga pose while keeping your knees close but opening your feet wide apart," Adam instructed.
I did this and felt his finger penetrate my arse. He pushed it in deep, which made me grunt and moan. This was a very new sensation to me but absolutely unbelievable and deeply pleasurable. I felt myself starting to cum again, but this time it was a thousand times more intense.
I just let go of my inhibitions and I put my one hand in between my open legs, and I rubbed at my clitoris vigorously as he continued to finger fuck my anus. With my other hand, I pulled at my nipples causing pangs of pleasure to course through every vein in my body.
I then felt his wet mouth on my anus. He was licking at it and instantly I had the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced. I arched my back upward and lifted up my body. I felt like I was about to urinate, but it was different.
I clenched inwards and held my breath and then, when it was too intense to hold back anymore, I shrieked and my hips went into convulsions and rippled back and forth, my pussy feeling millions of contractions and clear liquid squirted out of my pussy into the air.
It was the best feeling of pleasure that I think is possible. Total liberation. Total release. For a few seconds, I felt as if I had died, and this was heaven, and then again, more squirting with so much liquid thrust out before every part of my body relaxed into a molten heap. Heavenly. What an orgasm that was!
Adam only stayed another five minutes as he changed. I didn't know what to say to him. I was in a surreal state, almost like an out of body experience, still vibrating from the orgasm. I was speechless and too tired and spent to move an inch. I just lay there basking in the afterglow.
I never saw Adam again.
If I can find another tantric massage, I will pursue it to the end of the world. It really is as good as it's described, and yet nobody seems to know about it, much like a secret well-kept.
Thank you to my friend George for editing.
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One year later ... Llewellyn Estate, Island of Maui Dr. Joan Cregan walked slowly to the front of the group, surveying the sixteen faces that followed her every move. This was the final yoga session of the annual week-long retreat of the Mahana Mam and her Mams. Actually, fifteen Mams and Ami Davis. That Ami was the newest Mam was a little white lie perpetrated by the Mahana Mam this week that she was about to correct. Standing in front of these women she reflected on how she felt about...
I am Kevin (name changed but rest all name are real). I am 26 years old living in uk, but i spent most of my life in india as my parents had a business there. I am originally from a town in gujarat. I am 5’11”, well athletic built though i don’t have 6 abs, brown eyes (friends says i have amazing eyes), black navy cut hairs and a 6 inch penis. My friends think abt me that i am not that handsome but a good charmer and can get girls with my talks, well i have never believed this though. The story...
By Jax_Teller I had been going through a dry spell sexually for some time and didn't want a relationship. Given the lack of local freaks to fuck, I placed an ad on a kink website. The ad read: “ Rough Fuck wanted, I don't want to know your name or where you work or any of that bullshit. I just need you to show up and get fucked. I will tell you what to do and you will do it or leave. That simple, no cuddles or hugging, Just raw fucking.” I really didn't expect any responses, but that...
We had spoken about it for a while and although we were not unhappy with our erotic adventures we had decided to expand a little. We put an advertisement on the Internet and waited to see. Every time we logged on we hoped to find the perfect reply to our ad. Our ad went something like this: “Happy couple, content with their own adventures would like to add a third person to share some special times and make some fantasies come true.” After getting home from a late shift one evening,...
We had spoken about it for a while and although we were not unhappy with our erotic adventures we had decided to expand a little. We put an advertisement on the Internet and waited to see. Every time we logged on we hoped to find the perfect reply to our ad. Our ad went something like this: “Happy couple, content with their own adventures would like to add a third person to share some special times and make some fantasies come true.” ...
BisexualI was eating a sandwich and reviewing my afternoon presentation during lunchtime at Panera's when we met—she was sitting at the table immediately to my right and having lunch with a friend.She was dressed casually—a white blouse that was open at the neck and exposing a generous amount of bosom; tight, sexy jeans that hugged her hips; and three inch heels. I guessed she was twenty years older than my twenty-seven years of age.What caught my attention was the silver chain around her ankle and the...
CONSTRAINED IN CORSETRY Although I am not into serious bondage I love the erotic pleasures of wearing corsetry and other tight feminine garments next to my skin. When wearing suspenders and stockings I love the erotic sensation from the tightness of the top of my stockings gripping my thighs and the suspenders brushing against my thighs as I walk, as I envisage my suspender belt and stockings framing my clit and balls. I also find the tightness of bras and corsetry such as a girdle or...
"Dammit, Ross, be more careful. We don't want to lose you, even though you still can't sing worth a damn." "Sorry, Captain. That damned IED (Improvised Explosive Device) was too well hidden. It's a good thing we were in a Stryker instead of a Bradly, otherwise we would have lost more than a little singed paint." "Yeah, that's true. But I mean it. Be more careful. When in doubt, shoot the fucking thing!" "Gotcha! Unit 1 out." "Sometimes, I think that damned Sgt. Ross has more...
Life is good for Cindi and I I'm 37, she's 35. We both stay in shape and she still gives me great actionVacation sex is awesome, on the balconies, sheer dresses at the nightclubs, topless beaches, you name itShe's 5'5" AND 120 LBS. sHE DRESSES HOT AND HER HAIR IS MEDIUM LENGHT (BLOND)We have a great time at the county club and spend quite a bit of time thereI reserved a massage every Tuesday after my round of golfThis time there was a new employee. Abut 25 years old, dark brown hair and very...
I was on my way to the airport with Kendal. We were going to be gone for a four day weekend to finish up the on-site work for the movie. Our destination was the Northwest Territories. We would be staying in the small town of Yellowknife. It was called The Gateway to the North. I was excited about finishing up my portion of the movie. There would be some big chase and fight scenes that would allow me to use my newly acquired gun skills. Craig had called me earlier in the week and told me he...
I kissed him when I woke; he stirred, but did not wake up. I lay there by the warmth of him, watching the sky lighten, waiting for the new day. As daylight began to fill the window, the door creaked open just a little. Gentry, Bobbie, peered in around the edge: I saw eyes dart from the curls splayed across my pillow, to me still in my gown, his bare chest. I slipped out from underneath a heavy arm and tiptoed out. Coffee burbled in the pot, birds chirped outside the window. A breeze...
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He was still waiting. I'd barely turned the car into her driveway, and he out his door and halfway across the street. "Ladies," he called. "A word?" I felt Bobbie tense beside me. He stared at her a moment, then she turned her back. "I'm tired, I have things to do," she said. "Bobbie," I whispered. "Stay if you want," she said. "I don't care." His hand lay on my elbow now, I couldn't say how it'd been there. "That's fine," he said. "We won't be long." She snorted and...
I bet they never had this one on Morey... Lance and Susan were born a year apart but were separated when their parents split up while they were toddlers. He was two - she was one. Each parent remarried and tried again to have a family - so far, so good - nothing out of the ordinary. Sadly, their natural father was killed on the job, leaving Lance with his stepmother. And their mother also died (prematurely, of cancer), making the two kids orphans while still in grade school. Susan's...
The Gentry case, oddly, remained alive. Usually, big city police don't chase too hard to find the owners of abandoned cars: impound lot fees can mount up to a nice piece of change. The Norfolk cops didn't care about Gentry's Audi. Mrs. Gentry didn't seem to much, herself. She still didn't really want to talk to me, and she had no intention whatsoever to have a word with the local Sheriff. How anyone was supposed to help was more than I could say. But in a way, I thought I understood;...
Hello ISS readers, This is Karan (imaginary name). I am here to tell you about one of my experiences of gay sex with a professional massager. This happened a year ago. So first of all, let me say briefly about myself. I am 24, bisexual, 6 feet tall, 68kg weight, well-toned body, my dick size is 8 inches. I like to have sex with both men and women. So let us get into the matter. It was early 2020 before the Covid-19 has struck our lives and confined us to our homes. One Friday evening, my body...
Gay MaleHello ISS readers, This is Karan (imaginary name). I am here to tell you about one of my experiences of gay sex with a professional massager. This happened a year ago. So first of all, let me say briefly about myself. I am 24, bisexual, 6 feet tall, 68kg weight, well-toned body, my dick size is 8 inches. I like to have sex with both men and women. So let us get into the matter. It was early 2020 before the Covid-19 has struck our lives and confined us to our homes. One Friday evening, my body...
Gay Maleby lingusMarty's MassageI had a problem. Not a big problem but a problem nonetheless. Itwould turn into a big problem if I didn't come up with somethingsoon. My wife Marty's birthday was just ten days away and I didn'thave the foggiest idea of what to get for her. What made mattersworse was that Marty absolutely refused to give me any hints.A few years ago Marty and I stopped telling each other what wewanted for our birthdays because we were getting in a rut. We bothalways seemed to ask for the...
Katie and I had met as c***dhood sweethearts when we were both only 14 years of age. We have been a couple ever since, married at 20, and about to celebrate our 15th wedding anniversary. Our marriage was as perfect as you could get. If you were to believe in soul mates then that's certainly what we were. We were, most importantly, best friends.Our sex life was great, Katie was always a bit conservative, but there wasn't much we hadn't done over the years. Katie had never been with another man,...
First of all, my hearty thanks to ISS, for this wonderful website, this has made majority of them to share their sexual experiences and fantasies. I had shared my experiences before and now sharing yet another one. Thanks for all those who replied and encouraged me to share more of my experiences. I’m Nish (name changed), aged 28, from Bangalore/Bengaluru. I’m a software engineer by profession and working in an MNC and also an experienced masseur (providing massage) for females and couples. I...
This starts with me becoming a massage therapist and I was volunteered by the teacher and owner of the massage therapy school to man a booth at a local holistic fair. he told me to select a female student to go with me so that when we offered a free 15 minute mini massage, they had their choice of gender. The space provided us space to make a temporary massage room with the walls made of the white sheets usually use for doing massages after class. We had a booth out front to hand...
I’m Nishant (Nish), male aged 29, from Bangalore/Bengaluru. I’m a software engineer by profession and working in an MNC and also an experienced masseur (providing massage) for females and couples. I travel across India to give massage to my clients. All the massages are done by me at the customer’s doorstep (home/hotel) at a very nominal cost. Mail your comments, feedbacks, enquires on I keep getting many enquiries from many people, who pretends to be females, but are males, but hard to trust...
As a professional escort, Aruri doesn’t get much free time. He spends most of his time working out or keeping up with the latest trends of women’s fantasies. When he does get free time, he likes to spend it soaking in a hot bath.With his head barely above the water, his phone begins to ring. He hears the business ringtone and weighs whether to answer. His massive, throbbing erection very quickly tips the scale in favor of answering the phone.He shakes excess water off his hand before swiping...
Straight SexHi readers this is long time we met in this site I am busy with my Rain forest I want to create it my ever coming classic so the time take to finish please wait for that classic but I will come any time you want my story like this type of classic. Read a different taste themed story and write to me. My name is Roger and during the mid nineteen seventies, I went to college in a large Midwestern city. In that era, massage parlors flourished in that city and I was a frequent visitor. Between...
Note : This story is completely fictional! Hai readers this is long time we met in this site I am busy with my Rainforest I want to create it my ever coming classic so the time take to finish please wait for that classic but I will come any time you want my story like this type of classic. Read a different taste themed story and write to me. My name is Roger and during the mid nineteen seventies, I went to college in a large Midwestern city. In that era, massage parlors flourished in that city...
Incest(An Incestuous Harem Story) Chapter One: Big Sister's Naughty Massage By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! I straddled my brother's lower back, my large breasts swaying before me. He was stretched out on my bed, his arms folded, his head resting on them. The muscles in his upper back flexed and rippled as I rubbed my pussy into his skin. I wiggled my hips, grinding into him. “Mmm, what do you need, Zoey?” Clint asked me. “Just a little favor,”...
If you guys want another part it may take a while to continue another. This was a true story and like to tell my true stories with as much details as possible, BUT I like to write and make up stories. If you want to read more comment and I'll keep writing! I just moved into a new apartment in a larger city away from my home town. I was hired at a new job that paid slightly more from what I previously held in my hometown. In my hometown there were a few places where you could get your fix of...
EroticWell this is George from Western Suburb of Mumbai, India. (All names are not real in order to hide the identities of the persons involved for discretion purpose). I come from an Electronics background. During my interaction with people I have learned that every individual has some problem or the other. And I decided to educate myself and equip to be of help to people who need that human touch. So I subjected myself to study further in Psychology and Massage therapy, it turned out to be one...
Eighteen-year-old Kristin Davidge shut the front door behind her and listened to nothing but silence for several seconds. She was relieved to find that the house was empty. She had just gotten home from a particularly stressful day at school, and all she wanted was a little peace and quiet, even if for a short period of time. She dropped her book bag on the floor near the door, kicked off her sneakers, and padded directly up the stairs.She entered her room, not bothering to close the door, and...