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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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A beautiful stunning lady is lying on my bed, The curtains are closed, although a little sunlight sneaks in through the cracks. I have candles burning around the edges of the room. Beside the bed is pot of fragrant oil upon a little burner. Its exotic, spicy aroma fills the room, making her feel relax further.
She is wrapped in a red silk sarong, underneath which she is naked. I kneel beside her on the bed. I am also wearing a red sarong on, tied around my waist. She looks up at me, I can see she is feeling a little nervous, wondering quite what a yoni massage will entail. Is she worried that she won’t be able to control herself, that she will orgasm too soon and ruin the whole Tantric thing.
‘Should I keep my eyes open– look at you?’ she asks me.
‘It’s up to you, although maybe as this first time you should close them and just concentrate on yourself, nothing else. Open up the sensations within your own body; don’t worry about me.’ She closes her eyes and I pull her silk sarong off her shoulders, as if unwrapping her, sliding it away from under her body, and now she lies naked before me In all her beauty. I massage her shoulders. My hands are slick with the hot, fragrant oil, working down both of her arms, pulling the tension out of her hands, finger by finger.
I massage her feet, her legs, her thighs, passing over her pelvic area to her stomach and up to her breasts. With every handful of hot, scented oil into my palms, her breasts are now thick with oil, I feel herself opening out from the heart, as I massage each of her breasts, moving my hands swiftly between the two of them. |
