It was nearing Natasha's lunch break on Wednesday. Feeling frustrated and stressed, she quickly reached for her smartphone, an act frowned upon at her workplace. She scrolled through listings in search of an erotic massage near her residence in Melbourne, Australia. This time she wasn't interested in a typical Thai massage, instead, she craved the firm touch of a male masseur and perhaps even more than just a massage.
As she recalled a conversation with a colleague about Tantra and its mystical sexual healing properties, Natasha typed in "Tantric massage Melbourne". The top result, "Arouze Tantra", grabbed her attention. Intrigued by the captivating images on the website, her imagination was transported into scenes of a mandala-filled space that evoked scents of incense and the flickering warmth of candles. Among the pictures, one stood out - it depicted Yussif, the owner of the tantric establishment, a well-groomed Middle Eastern man with a strong physique that seemed capable of banishing stress. His gaze seemed to command her through the screen like "Come and experience rebirth Natasha".
Natasha delved deeper into his offerings, craving specifics to alleviate doubts about any potential disappointment. Tapping the "Private Tantric Experienc
e" tile loaded a novel array of services onto her screen. As she scrolled through, a cocktail of curiosity and apprehension danced in her mind. The allure of being treated as a "goddess" was a tempting escape from reality, but "Is this real?" she asked herself. Her eyes widened at the mention of the eye-gazing ritual, a practice that was entirely new to her. The requirement to shed all clothing combined with the mention of a peacock feather delicately tracing her skin sent shivers down her neck. She tilted her head slightly, voice wavering, she asked aloud to herself "Wait, everything off? And he'll be naked too? Is this even legal?"
Her thoughts raced as she encountered unfamiliar terms, "Lingam?", " that must mean his... yep". The explicitly described acts coloured her inner monologue, "Every inch?", " Like every single one?" Feeling overwhelmed, Natasha rapidly scrolled down to find "I'm only a quarter of my way into reading this? It's too much already". Natasha couldn't help but wonder, "Is this some sort of sex magic?" With moisture rising up and a warm blush filling her cheeks, Natasha panicked! Shut the screen and rapidly peered over her shoulder with paranoia. Whilst Nibbling on her thumbnail, she admitted "If I keep reading, I might just end up playing with myself instead of actually going through with it, It wouldn't be been the first I masturbated at work, but the bathrooms just aren't hygienic since the recent cohort was hired".
Her Manager came over, no doubt noticing her lack of productivity and said "Natasha, you look a little flush, look, you've been hard at it all week, go home at 2 o'clock today, "Really, that would be great" responded Natasha, "Yeah you you're not much use to as at the moment anyway ha-ha" he quipped, laughing to himself as he walked away. It wasn't exactly the way this successful career woman wanted to be perceived by her superior. Just before her revised home time rolled around, Natasha made an online booking for the end of her work week for 7:20 pm, at the Tantric studio.
As per the instructions, Natasha paid a deposit and on her way home withdrew cash for the rest of the payment. Natasha was lying on the couch when she got a confirmation text message for her booking. It read;
Thanks for your Booking Natasha
Tantric Experience Preparation instructions
———--Prepare the Body respectfully ————
Hair in a top Bun or ponytail.
-Take off all jewellery before the session.
-Have toenails clipped.
-Attend to very rough calluses on heels.
-Have fresh breath.
———————-Food and drink—————————-
No alcohol/drugs before the experience.
Avoid eating a few hours before.
-Juices, smoothies, cooked vegetables are ok.
-Avoid Caffeine, sugar, meat and spicy food.
-Drink water (with a bit of sea salt is best)
-Fasting is not a bad idea either.
—————Suggestions for your benefit—————-
-The Yoni lips (vulva) to be hair free and not prickly.
Hair in the upper pubic mound area is fine.
-Do not masturbate or have sex for 2 days.
Thank you for preparing for this sacred experience :)
—————Address—————
221 Simcok Ave, Spotswood, Melbourne.
See you on Friday at 7:20 pm Natasha
Peace and harmony Yussif.
After reading this stimulating text message Natasha's mind went into overdrive "It's a good thing I'm lasered but I need to book in a pedicure, damn! No sex or fingers for 2-days! OMG, I was just about to just from this text message alone, oh, why can't Friday be here already?"
After two sleepless nights of trying not to pleasure herself in bed, Natasha has a shower and prepares herself for the much-anticipated experience. She follows the direction of the text message and arrives at the studio. With a deep breath, she knocked on the door.
A Middle Eastern man with a meticulous beard and shiny eyes opens the door, he waves her to come inside and says "Welcome, I'm Yussif", "I'm Natasha, sorry I'm so nervous", admits Natasha. As Natasha receives Yussif's innocent offer for a handshake he says "I see, well let's have some tea first". The space was softly lit by candles, the musk of white sage filled the space.
Yussif poured out a strong-scented bright red tea. " What kind of tea is it?" she asked. "It's organic Hibiscus tea, it will help with blood flow and sexual energy" explained Yussif, "Thanks, I've never done anything like this before" Natasha admitted coyly.
"Don't worry Natasha I get many first-timers, nervous energy is still energy, your nervousness will soon transform into excitement, in fact, I'd be worried if you felt completely calm and relaxed ha-ha" said Yussif.
Natasha let out a little smile, Yussif asked "Did you read the description of the experience online? "yes yes, to be honest, I read it over and over again many times it sounds amazing" admitted Natasha. "It will be even better than you can imagine" proposed Yussif, Natasha was taken aback by his confidence. "Now it's just 400 dollars remaining" informed Yussif, "yes sure" replied Natasha as she counted out cash, placed it on the counter and received a "Thank you" nod and smile from Yussif.
Yussif gestured 'follow me' as he walked in ahead of her, he sat in the middle of the floor futon in a yogi meditation posture and said "Come over to me" As Natasha walked into the room she was flooded with the sense that something sacred was about to happen here. The room appeared to be built entirely out of bamboo, it was adorned with a natural fabric, the gateway was an arch formed by two pieces of artistically curved timber that flourished with dozens of peacock tail feathers. The tent-like ceiling was carefully draped over the space with no indications of sharp corners anywhere, it was like being inside an Arabian tent.
Natasha walked over to Yussif as he guided her down to sit on his lap, her feet wrapped themselves around him as they began the 20-second eye gazing, which Yussif explained is a traditional greeting ritual. "It's helpful to pick one eye to focus on" guided Yussif. Natasha's breathing began to harmonize with Yussif, she wiggled herself deeper into his hips and could feel the warmth emanating from his lap.
"Now I'll teach you how to perform a Tantric breathing technique, Inhale slowly over four heartbeats while expanding the belly outward, then hold the breath for 4 heartbeats, then release the breath over 4 beats, the tricky part is to wait 4 beats before you breathe back in. It's the waiting that signals your conscious control over the body, this will help oxygen and blood which carry testosterone and other hormones to move through your body which will heighten your experience of touch and also help to transform nervousness into serenity" instructed Yussif.
Natasha followed Yussif's instructions diligently and quickly felt herself released into a calmer state, she wasn't as afraid to look him in the eyes now. As Yussif breathed out, Natasha breathed in, she felt as if they were engaging in air intercourse.
"Now please repeat these Mantras, I'm always in the right place," asked Yussif
"I'm always in the right place" repeated Natasha
"At, the right time" - Yussif
"At, the right time" - Natasha
"It's never too good to be true" - Yussif
"It's never too good to be true" Natasha
"It's just happening to the right person" - Yussif
"It's just happening to the right person" - Natasha
"ME!" - Yussif
"ME!" - said Natasha deeply.
"I will not chase an orgasm" - Said Yussif.
"I, ahh, haha, will not chase an orgasm" - said Natasha, giggling as she looked down.
"If it happens, it happens" - said Yussif.
"If it happens, it happens" - repeated Natasha.
"But, I won't hold my breath for it" - Yussif
"But I won't hold my breath for it" repeated Natasha.
"If you get nervous or start thinking of things outside of this space, just go back to breathing. Now, some ground rules before we begin, feel free to touch me during the experience, you can keep your eyes open or closed, and we can speak or be quiet. I will worship you as a Goddess and celebrate your inner feminine sexual energy, your Shakti energy, if you're too hot or too cold, if you want something changed, just say so, your words have power. You have no obligations, you can't do anything right or wrong, try not to restrict your body" guided Yussif. "Okay" agreed Natasha, nodding with her eyes closed and a deep inhale.
"Now in a moment when we get up, I'll leave the room, please go to the bathroom, take everything off and leave it there, then come here, lay face down, placing this breast pillow just underneath your collar bone and have your face turned to one side with your arms out like this, then place this blue towel on top of yourself, I'll enter when you're ready and we'll begin" instructed Yussif, Natasha nodded along.
"Now, to get up from this position is not easy, ha-ha," joked Yussif. "Yeah I was wondering about that haha" admitted Natasha. "There's a certain technique, just grab around my neck, I'll lean back, then you lean forward and push your legs to stand up, ok? 3,2,1, up" - Instructed Yussif. Natasha followed the instructions and was surprised at how easy it was to get up from that posture, leading her to have increasing confidence in his abilities.
Yussif left the room and Natasha walked into the candle-lit ensuite just outside the tent. She took off her clothes and put her phone on silent. As she walked back into the auspicious space, she took more notice of the decor; it had 7 glass lanterns suspended from the bamboo pylons, painted with chakra symbols. White smoke emanated from burning sage on top of the beautiful wooden altar and the surrounding white and blue curtains created a mystical boundary as if to say 'no negative energy allowed'. The floor futon was wrapped in a mandala print sheet. As she lay her head down on the pillow, she could tell it was impregnated with some sort of mind-shifting essential oil, she ploughed her nose in so as to inhale as much as she could of it, finally, she dragged the turquoise Turkish towel over her naked skin, upon closing closed her eyes, the primal music that was already playing came into her awareness.
A few seconds later, she sensed Yussif's presence in the room. He began lightly grabbing and rubbing her feet and toes through the towel, and then as if he was climbing a ladder, went up to her calves, hamstrings, buttocks, sacrum, and lower back, slowly the pressure was becoming more and more vigorous. She felt her skin warming up from the friction he generated. Suddenly she felt him squat down on her covered buttocks, he then began rubbing her shoulders, squeezed the back of her neck with a compressive grip and then hooked onto her traps to pull them back and stretch them out.
Just after Yussif got up Natasha sensed the towel being drawn away from her, it was inching down towards her feet, gradually uncovering her naked form. As the tassels on the towel grazed down between her buttocks, down her thighs, almost licking her yoni lips from behind, a chilling sensation was carried along the moving fabric. The slow pull continued until she lay fully exposed to the air. Yussif quickly laid the towel over her once more before peeling it away again, this time dragging it upwards and exposing her body a second time.
The fabric glided up and down her body in a tantalizing caress. Natasha felt a wave of liberated arousal wash over her. Yussif playfully swirled the tassels of the Turkish towel over her sacrum and along the backs of her knees, sending shivers of awakening pleasure through Natasha's being. With these gentle ministrations, he snaked the tassels over her hands, down her forearms, past her shoulders and along her spine before draping the towel to cover her to just up to the top of her buttocks.
Natasha witnessed him grab a bouquet of peacock feathers from a small vase. Yussif lowered his bum onto her hamstrings, straddling her with his full weight, Natasha's lips parted in silent invitation of his much-anticipated touch. The feathers touched down on her ear, swishing and swirling down from her neck to her shoulder, down along her spine it produced an infinity symbol on her sacrum. Its journey continued brushing past her buttocks and curling around as it made its way up and down her body in a variety of interesting ways. Natasha by now had lost all ownership of her body's gyrations, she was now just a pleasure passenger, along for the ride.
Yussif put away the feathers and stroked her sacrum using just his fingernails, with a figure eight pattern, then ascending to her neck, he began rummaging through her hair as if to say 'You're in my control now', he was right, there was no part of her that could conjure up a protest to the sea of pleasure she was immersed in. Natasha felt like she was about to float completely out of this dimension, But then, almost as she left the Earth behind, Yussif projected his weight onto the small of her back as he reached over to grab a small artisanal oil jug that was perched atop a candle powered oil burner.
Yussif poured the oil like a waterfall on her sacrum, he was quite opulent as he enveloped her in the aromatic liquid, spreading it all over Natasha's back, He took her wrists and stretched her arms further out, he poured yet more oil between her shoulder blades, then he leaned in, pressing himself harder into her while spreading oil up her arms until their fingers met. Strong fisted sweeping motions commenced up and down Natasha's back, followed by little thumb circles just between her spine and last floating ribs, this effort released a tension she was often burdened with, now, he aligned his thumbs on either side of her spine and stroked them upwards towards her neck.
As he grabbed and pulled on her neck muscles, the force of Yussif's movement pulled Natasha's body into a graceful arch, as if she was a bow being drawn taut. Yussif's buttocks bore down on her cheeks mercilessly, parting them and driving her pubic bone hard into the mattress.
Yussif sat upright and poured oil over his own chest, then slid his torso up Natasha's back, as he slid back, he almost pushed the towel between them asunder, he repeated this motion twice, the third time he stopped to lay his cheek on Natasha's head and he whispered into her ear "Now, Goddess, Let's breathe together", Yussif breathed in, as he did, Natasha could feel his muscular abdomen and primed serpent expanding into her lower back, they held their breath for a time, then as they released, Yussif sunk lower into Natasha and said "Well, done, keep up the good work"
He swung himself off her, knelt down by her left side and banished a section of the towel, exposing her right butt cheek. He drip-dropped the oil and began to spread it religiously, caressing her butt cheek as if polishing a precious gem. He used his muscular forearms as tools to massage up her and down her spine, and this is the way it was, up and down, up and down, each time Natasha's spine converting more and more into a wet noodle.
Yussif grabbed Natasha's left arm and docked it securely between his thighs. Natasha couldn't help but peek, she had to know where her hand was being led. Yussif then began a scooping motion underneath her shoulder, he moved on to sweeping her triceps, before reaching in again and spreading his fingers along her upper chest, which seemed to autonomously lift Natasha's upper body off the matt, as if her body was saying, please reach further in, grab my breast!" But then Yussif slid back, took Natasha's arms and bent them behind her lower back, he started stroking the palm of her hands and fingers, doing devotional little circles at the very tips of her fingers and stroking each digit, almost like he was caressing his own lingam with every stroke.
Natasha lit up even brighter when finger circles along Natasha's palm were accompanied by circles performed on the goosebumped skin of her exposed butt cheek, all around, up, to the side, down, and even along the parting line of her cheeks, this sent Natasha's body into full dance mode, she couldn't stop her body from lifting and grinding around and around.
Yussif gently rotated Natasha's arm back to a palm-down position as he swung it back to where it was before, but not before the arc of her arms caused Natasha's dangling fingers to graze something warm and hairy, Natasha couldn't help it she had to know, and as she suspected it was his well kept pubic mound she had toured. Yussif grabbed Natasha's opposite arm and firmly planted his left hand on top of hers as his right palm pressed down, brutally sweeping tension out of her forearm. As he leaned over to do this, Natasha could feel his beastly chest hair interacting with her upper back.
Now he swept back down Natasha's arm and across to the other side of her neck, he breathed out past her ear, and she could feel his warm breath on the hairs on the back of her neck. She was in Love at this point, there was nothing he could do wrong. Natasha thought to herself, "Wow, I'm so wet already, I hope he doesn't mind, when will he finally touch my pussy? waaaa!"
Yussif rises to his feet and carefully steps over Natasha, who is positioned snugly between his legs. He is standing over her, facing her legs, as he clenches his fists and places them beside her neck, skillfully massaging her tense trap muscles with a fist-rolling technique. Then, with precision, he hooks his thumbs onto the sides of her upper spine and glides them smoothly down the full extent of her back. His thumbs nearly part her buttocks from each other as he continues the soothing motion until the towel is gently pulled down to rest at her feet.
Suddenly, Yussif docks his dense rump on Natasha's waiting cheeks. She can feel the strength of his glutes mercilessly crushing her butt like a pancake. Yussif then reaches down Natasha's legs until he comes to her ankles, gripping them powerfully as he stretches himself out, delving his rump deeper in, causing her cheeks to squish and separate. Natasha can feel his warmest parts almost meeting the parts of her that are in heat. Yussif relents, sits upright and moves his hips side to side, alternating the pressure between Natasha's left and right cheeks, like a Butt on Butt massage, this is all In unison with his fingertips which are swishing and swirling the erogenous skin on Natasha's knees and inner thighs.
He then repositions himself at her head, landing his knees just above her shoulders, the back of her head is now snugly encapsulated by his groin, and as he settles in she feels the weight of this lingam crash into the back of her skull, her hands latch around the backs of his knees for security.
More oil is dripped onto Natasha, her body reacting with each drop. He now slides over her oiled body, ending in a reverse 69 position with his chest parked on her butt and hands wrapped over her heels. He doesn't need to say it this time, as he breathes in she does also. His mouth is just a few inches from the back of her Yoni when he literally breathes new life into her, the air stimulating Natasha's wet Yoni almost enough to elicit a touch-free orgasm. As Yussif slides back to an upright position, working his hands along her shapely figure, her hands can feel his hamstring muscles functioning powerfully. He slides down her again, twice more, each time he drives his groin and blows air harder into her, and as he comes up he parts her thighs, she bears no resistance, they are wide open as if saying 'Please go for it!'
Yussif sits back and gives her fingertips a little pinch before remorsefully removing her hands from him and placing them back down on the mat. He gets up and places a towel on her back.
While Natasha is still catching her breath, Yussif moves to a kneeling posture and takes her left foot, placing her toes in the crevice formed between his left thigh and balls. Natasha's foot is now in a toasty warm and plushy location, that's all she knows for sure before she investigates further by wiggling her toes, which solves the mystery and reveals that her foot is parked along his lingam and it's almost as big as her entire foot.
He uses both his hands to spread oil all over her butt and leg, his movements cause Natasha's foot to ride up and down his shaft until he has completely glazed her in oil. Then he grips her ankle and climbs her soft sole slowly up his erect Lingam. Her toes curl in to caress each inch of him "Wow how long is this thing" wonders Natasha just as she detects the ridge of his circumcised head. As he pulls her toes along laterally, each of them gets intimately acquainted with his sacred geometry. Yussif finishes this stanza by smoothly gliding her small toe over his tip. Natasha senses that he's doing this just as much for his own pleasure, as for hers.
Now the sole of her foot is placed on his abdomen, she can feel the bumps of his strong core. With a slow inhale he strokes up and with his exhale he strokes down her calf, at which point he blows air onto her Yoni, Natasha arches her back reactively.
Her feet, calves, shins and hamstrings are treated with vigorous love before he pounds her buttocks of any remaining tension. He then lifts one leg and slides his hands underneath it to massage her front hip and thigh and performs finger tapping on her sensitive pubic mound. Natasha's pelvis has, by now, fully arched upwards to allow him easier access underneath her.
Natasha's right leg is bent upwards to spread open her hips, he places her foot on a pillow for comfort and positions himself beside her, placing her left hand on his left ankle as he turns to his side and presses himself and everything that makes him a man against her body.
A candle is placed between her legs to illuminate the sacred Yoni. Natasha then witnesses him take a soft artist's brush and with it, he begins to tantalize the tender skin along her Yoni, perineum and anus, every stroke brings her a meadow of pleasure. Natasha Can't hold still, her hips gyrate and quiet involuntary moans begin to sneak out of her. By the time Yussif completes the technique and puts the brush back, Natasha's Yoni is streaming like a fountain of youth. Yussif now sits up beside her and says. "Now, Goddess, please, slowly sit up, face the front, and cross your legs like you're in school again."
Natasha complies the best she can in her dream-like state but she struggles to find the right position until Yussif instructs "Sit on your bum". Yussif kneels behind her and reaches over to grab each of her hands, slowly, he places them over each of her shoulders and presses his erect lingam along her spine. Yussif lowers his face cheek to join Natasha's, compresses her with a hug and waits there for a few moments to let her know she's safe within his masculine protection. Natasha does her best to remain still until Yussif pulls her back with him into a reclined position.
While Natasha is nestled deep between his thighs, he takes her hands and lays them on his knees. "MmmMmm, He's so warm" Natasha thinks, Yussif then tilts Natasha's head to one side, resting it on his right bicep "Wow his arms are hard as rock" Natasha muses, as his right hand goes for the oil jug, she opens her eyes and witnesses him drip oil on her nipples. At this point Natasha has no perception of time or place, there's only the pleasure of the present. He begins massaging her chest and fashions her breast in different ways before he begins plucking her milk ducts up towards, but just short of her nipples, sending Natasha more sharply into a bliss state.
Then Suddenly! Yussif thrusts his hips forward, forcing himself into her and causing them both to rise into an upright position before he shifts her head to the other side and they sink back down. He attends to her neglected breast and then reaches down to draw infinity symbols on her stomach and pubic region, Yussif then does something no man has ever done before… he gently plucks her pubic hairs like a harp. "He accepts all of me " Natasha thinks before he drives his groin into her again, straightening up their posture.
He then grabs each of her hands and uses them to caress the back of his own neck, before placing them into a 'you're under arrest' position behind her head, he then pulls her elbows back, perking her chest upward as he drives his groin into her causing a powerful stretch to pulse through her spine, Natasha feels a powerful spinal release as Yussif drives towards and away from her multiple times.
He sits her upright again, lifts both her arms above her head, and before she's even able to catch her breath he stands up, as he stands up, his member crash lands on her head. Yussif guides her hands to caress his lingam in this position, while she holds on to her new crown, he reaches down and begins sweeping her lower back, this tilts her back, he leans over her, now Yussifs head is upside down and they are lip to lip, they can feel each other's breathe, Natasha opens her eyes, they meet with his and they kiss for a sweet few seconds before Yussif stands back up, lifts Natasha's hands above her head and slowly walks backwards.
Natasha hesitates and Braces herself, Yussif says " Just a little Trust" As Natasha lets go, she falls back slowly and her head lands on a pillow. As she opens her eyes she is blessed with the image of Yussif's balls and shaft, as she is now looking straight up through the centre of him from below "What an interesting perspective hehe" she thinks to herself.
He is standing prominent above her as he guides her trembling hands to cup his enormous fruit sack. She is pleased to play with this sensory toy for a few moments just before he squats down a bit, grabbing her lower back and then sweeping it upwards, as he does, his hips drop downa and his member is dragged across the length of her face. This gives Natasha the opportunity to stick out her tongue and glaze Yussif's Balls as they pass over but just as his balls go out of the range of her eager tongue, her body is raised high off the ground, delivering an almighty spinal stretch. He does this twice more and each time Natasha tries to taste more of him. Finally, he puts her down, takes her hands and lifts her upright, on her way up her head passes through the gateway formed between Yussif's thighs and her forehead is anointed by his pendulum like organ. After she's sat upright he leans into her ear, puts his hands on her knees and commands "Now Goddess, on your Knees".
As Natasha moves to a seated kneeling posture, Yussif sits at her left side, holds her left hand on top of his thigh, and rests his forehead on her shoulder. He dips into the pitcher of oil and traces his oiled finger down between her cheeks, stopping at her anus to orbit the erogenous zone, after a few circuits, he moves on with little taps that tease at penetration, and then, moves lower still to perform circles on her perineum, she tilts her hips upwards to encourage digital penetration. To Natasha's delight, he does it! But only a little bit, first he spreads her self-made lubricant around her and teases her entry with his finger, Natasha desperately sinks further down causing his thick ring finger to move one segment deep, Natasha pauses to enjoy the moment as Yussif probes her with a shallow in-out rhythm.
Just as Natasha indicates her enjoyment by gripping Yussif's left hand he pulls out and wraps her arm around his neck, the same way you would hold your best friend. He reaches over for a cup that's sitting on the bamboo altar in front of them, gives her the glass and says "Drink", Natasha takes a soft sip and Yussif says "You're going to need much more than that", Natasha squints her eyes at him and gulps down more water. Yussif takes the cup and says "Now Goddess, lay down on your back.
Natasha lays down, pinching her thighs closed to maintain some semblance of modesty, he lays a towel over her and straightens her legs. The beautiful Turkish towel finishes just below her bare breasts. Yussif places a face towel over her eyes and sits next to her.
Now he takes her hand on a tour around his neck, chest, abdomen and along his biceps. As their arms sweep past each other, Natasha grips his muscles to test their density. "His arms are so hard and veiny" she says to herself. Yussif turns her palm up and begins tracing it with his fingers before attending meticulously to each of her fingertips.
With utmost care, his free hand awakens her nipple by plucking it from the root, mimicking this action along her fingers as well. Stroking, plucking, tracing, circling, milling, these combinations made her fingertips and nipple feel as erogenous as a clitoris.
Letting go of her nipple, he interlocked their fingers. It's at this point Natasha grasps the true size of Yussif's enormous hands. She realised herself as just a fragile creature being cared for by a powerful beast, one that could easily tear her apart, but for now, the danger was on her side, hers to wield for her own protection. Vivid imagery of fucking 'the danger' flashed through Natasha's mind.
Yussif moves to sit on a cushion above Natasha's head and extends his legs on either side of her body before draping another infused towel over her eyes. Lifting her head gently, he applies a soothing oil to her neck, his skilled hands moving in a dance about her neck. Natasha's contentment echoes softly through the room in the form of peaceful sighs. She feels her neck transcend earthly bounds as if her head is adrift in the weightlessness of outer space.
After returning Natasha's head to the pillow, Yussif removes the face towel and begins a facial massage that reminds her of mother's love. His fingers caress her cheeks with feather-light touches, tracing along her ears with meticulous care. He massages her eye sockets, eases tension from her brow and tends to the muscles in her jaw with expert finesse. His thumb
sensually brushes across Natasha's lips and she savours the fleeting touch by delicately pressing her lips together.
As Yussif's fingers gently weave through her hair, the depth of relaxation she has surrendered is easily noticed via the rapid flicker of Natasha's eyes beneath her closed lids, to him this is a telltale sign of pleasure chemicals flooding her system. Finally, he places the scented towel back over her face, cocooning her in tranquillity once more.
Yussif now confiscates Natasha's hands, bringing them up to his lips. He kisses her right hand then uses it like a cat's paw to caress his own neck, shoulders, and chest and lowers it all the way down his midsection until it ends, palm up, cradling his balls. He takes her left hand, and its similar journey ends with it wrapped around his Lingam, both her arms are draped behind her head with elbows resting on his hot thighs. Her hands now possess both a soft and a firm object from his anatomy.
Just as Natasha begins to comprehend the situation, a burst of excitement washes over her. Yussif's soft palms perform surface circles on her nipples. Natasha's spine arcs upon contact and surges with primal desire as her hands begin to clutch Yussif's tools. He does palm circles, fingertip grazing, plucking, squeezing and then, with the all-out assault of a lightning-fast up and down tempo, Natasha gives in to her very first-ever nipple orgasm. Natasha seems reluctant to let go as Yussif lifts her hands to his lips, kisses them each and places them on her breasts, finally he then lays towels over her face and body.
"Now just rest in this position for a few moments, are you too hot, or cold?" asked Yussif " No I'm perfect" Natasha replied, "Perfect is my standard" quipped Yussif "Hehe" chuckles Natasha, "We'll begin again shortly," said Yussif, as he walks out of the studio to the cool his erection with outside air after a steamy first hour. Yussif hopes Natasha can fall into a meditative state and hear her soul speak.
After a few minutes, Yussif softly re-enters the room, Natasha's body indicates that she's aware of his presence. Yussif rolls away a section of towel so that her top is covered while her Yoni and legs are not. "Oh, what sweet joy is coming next?" wonders Natasha to herself as her body squirms with anticipation.
Yussif kneels over her left leg and uses his right knee to push open her thighs, they open up without a shadow of resistance from Natasha. He scoops his hands under her left knee, bending it, and placing her foot just on top of the arch of his foot that's beneath him, he sits down on it so now her chilled toes become sandwiched by the furnace produced from his manhood. Natasha wiggles her toes in exploration underneath him, her toes dancing past his balls, perineum and even anus, a masculine "oooaahh" comes out of Yussif, Natasha presents a cheeky smile and innocently asks "Is this ok?" "It's delightful, thank you darling" replies Yussif.
Yussif returns the favour by pouring oil over her inner thigh, allowing gravity to slowly river the oil past the sensitive nerves of her inner thigh, from this alone, Natasha moans and twists her hips. Yussif clamps her thigh between his thighs and begins using his hands to spread the oil all over her captured leg. She peers down to watch his forearm sweeping her outer thigh, buttocks and middle thigh. Working from the outside in, Yussif is pushing lymphatic fluid into her bloodstream so toxins may be expelled, but all Natasha knows is how great it feels. As he sweeps his way to her inner thigh, the hairs on his forearms brush against her Yoni, Yussif slows down at this point as if he's doing it purposely, she loves that.
Then Yussif lifts her leg out and over the other, landing her left foot just on the outside of her right knee. He then jumps on top of her and twists her lower body towards the right, he then drizzles oil over her left buttock cheek and lovingly caresses it. His fingers then move up towards her lower back, circling it and as he's doing all that, his lingam is thrusting dangerously close to her Yoni.
Natasha desperately seeks to sink lower to make first contact but Yussif pins down Natasha's right hand to the floor, twisting her like a pretzel before placing his warm lips on her erect nipple. Yussif then takes Natasha's hand and places it on the back of his own neck, as he begins using his tongue to delight Natasha's twisted body even more, Natasha rummages through Yussifs hair, He does little circles with the tip of his tongue, blows hot air out on her as he uses the taste buds on the broad part of his tongue to just barely make contact with her nipple, he then begins to involves his lips, in a motion that feels like an infant sucking out mother's milk. Yussif begins to suck, harder and harder until yet again, Natasha has a nipple orgasm, which is obvious by the white cream she has expelled from her Yoni, and not for the first time.
Yussif fills Natasha's bellybutton with a pond of oil, then dipping into this fragrant reservoir, he spreads it up to her heart, where he leaves his right hand, while his left-hand cups her Yoni, sending Natasha's heart rate right to the moon! "Now just breathe as we've practised, try to pull your breath between my hands" Natasha Nods in agreement and complies with the delicious request "Good I can feel you're pulling air down to your Yoni," says Yussif as he helps Natasha align her heart and sacral chakras. Yussif begins stroking from her Yoni to her heart, with a river-like motion by alternating his hands, while one hand is about to meet her chest the other is beginning its journey up from her Yoni, after a few repetitions, Yussif finishes by using the soft muscular flesh of his forearm to press powerfully into Natasha's Yoni, providing deep pressure against her clitoris as it swept up her body.
Natasha has no respite because he twists her again in the opposite direction. This time, after he kneads her glutes, he goes lower until his fingers gently graze her sacred lips from beneath. Yussif throws Natasha's left leg in the air and catches it between his neck and shoulder. With her body's implied permission his fingers dig deep into the sacred cave and discover the cervix queen. He knocks on her door with soft finger taps, then performs circling and navigates underneath to scoop the cervix upwards, this digital articulation saturates Natasha's body with muscle-relaxing chemicals.
Taking both her feet, he plants them on either side of his hard pecs and leans forward, this pushes her legs back towards her and blooms open her flower. His erect Lingam towers just a few inches from yoni.
With his knuckles he begins stroking the sides of her outer petals gently . She's brought to the edge before he diverts to rimming her anus and perineum, every lap of his fingers sharpens her bliss. Now sitting back, he finds no resistance as he stretches her legs out as wide as they'll go and then with his mouth organ just a few inches from her Yoni, he blows out a powerful gust which causes her to gasp "What are you doing to me...?" but there's no response from Yussif, as he sits on his meditation cushion with his legs spread out on either side of her, he brings her soles in to rub past his hairy chest, down along his abdomen and then cups his lingam with the arches of her feet, her legs lower until they rest in a wide open lotus position upon his thighs.
Natasha regains consciousness, realises where her feet are and proceeds to bless Yussif with a foot job, her toes, heels, and soles are all heaven to him as she does her best to show gratitude. Yussif is incapable of continuing under such an onslaught of feminine tenderness, But he is strong enough to eventually regain his composure, he settles her feet and places a candle between her legs to illuminate her Yoni.
More oil is drip-dropped onto her Yoni, the oil seeps into her, rivering its way down her lips. The pleasurable friction of the oil animates Natasha's entire organism. Yussif palms her Yoni and now has it all covered with one hand, while the other meets hers to interlace their fingers. At this moment not a single worry in the world can invade her peace as her heart and Yoni feel fully connected.
The peace does not last long as he increases the pressure, massaging all about the pubic mound while palming her entire yoni. Then his fingers tap dance around the perimeter and proceed to push into the clitoral bulbs on either side of her entrance, after this, he takes her outer lips and spreads them open, and like he has 3 hands, pins her hood up to once again blow magic breath on the uncovered pearl.
"This must be the Pussy Shiatsu I read about, definitely better than I imagined" muses Natasha. Yussif stretches and squeezes her left Labia majora, encouraging blood to fill the erogenous petal. His little strokes on the inside walls drive her wild. He mirrors the same on the other side before moving to her inner lips, juicing them with a 'playing the piano' gesture, Natasha's spine rises skyward as Yussif locates her 'P' spot, just above her urethra and uses his pinky finger on it, this causes her immense relief, a feeling like she's had to "hold it in" for a thousand years and finally is able to let it all go. He pinches and lengthens her clitoris gland through its hood before orbiting around the pearl with his thumbs, stopping just before she's about to reach climax. "What a Bastard" she thinks as she lets out a " ha-ha-ha"
Yussif is forgiven for this cruelty when he takes her left hand and interlocks their fingers as his right ring finger enters her Yoni. Every internal inch of her Yoni is treated with the Yoni Mapping technique. Beginning with the ceiling of her Yoni he starts an 'around the clock' routine. Yussif is searching for physical knots that may store sexual trauma, But all Natasha feels is music. After his finger does a full, slow lap inside her, he performs tapping, lifts, circles and figure eights on the nose of her cervix, as he moves to the right crevice within her Natasha's "aaaaah" indicates he's found her "A Spot" and toying with it for a few seconds.
He graduates to stimulating her G-spot, lightly so as not to produce a squirting orgasm, just yet. His left-hand strokes the shaft of her clitoris gland as if it was a tiny penis and his right ring finger strokes her G-spot. She hopes this lasts forever, but as she approaches a blended orgasm he unforgivably exits her, stands up and stretches her legs down, giving her thighs a much-needed respite from being in wide-open surrender for so long. He places a pillow under one leg and bends it to open a runway for a future performance.
He kneels beside her and briefly caresses her nipples just before he enters her Yoni with 2 thick fingers, he then starts a 'running man' motion within her and simultaneously presses his palm onto her clit. Her hands find something long and hard to grab for security as she feels she is now primed to explode, the room echoes with Natasha's yells and moans, "aaah!" "ohhhhmygaad!", squelches and squishing sounds can be heard coming from her flooded yoni, as she comes close, she lifts her head, Yussif supports her neck, and 'phishh' she showers the fountain of youth all over them both.
Just as she looks to him for reassurance, his two drenched fingers go into his mouth, savouring the nectar. "Delicious, Natasha, it tastes like cucumber water, would you like to try it?" Natasha shrugs her shoulders in uncertainty as Yussif dipped back into her reservoir and offered his fingers into her palate "how does it taste?" inquired Yussif "Yeah you're right, like cucumber water, haha, I've never tasted myself before".
Yussif dries up the excess projected fluids with a towel, he dabs her pussy, lifts her legs and wipes her all over like a baby getting her nappy changed, then Yussif rotates her plump peach to the side so he can place a dry towel underneath her. "We wouldn't want you laying a puddle right" quipped Yussif.
He now sits beside her as she rests her head on his left inner thigh, he curls her body up into a fetal position towards him, pulling her feet up to his, as he covers her with an all-consuming embrace, she feels completely enveloped by his masculine protection.
He begins tracing her back, neck and shoulders with his fingertips. She sees his serpent is only a few inches from her mouth. She looks up at him and innocently asks "Can I put it in my mouth" Yussif nods and she makes the decision to kiss and suck, he pried open her upper buttock cheek with his left hand, stretching the elastic skin around her anus and began stroking the clitoris with his right hand, as she comes close to climax, she sucks his lingam harder and deeper, Yussif is taken aback by this, he leans back, uses his left arm to support himself.
His left thigh comes up to pillow Natasha's head, to prevent strain and to facilitate her sucking. Natasha thinks to herself "Wow, I'm sucking his cock and he's still thinking about my comfort, where do you find a man like this?" As Natasha's onslaught calms down, he lifts her top leg over and hooks it around his neck, she is pinned wide open like a juicy clam, her head on his thigh, his lingam gripped like her favourite ice-cream cone to her lips, their feet intertwined like morning lovers. Yussif furiously rubs her clitoris, just as she embraces an orgasm, his lingam falls out of her hand and rests by her neck.
Yussif performs skin tracing on her neck, shoulder, and upper back and gives her another big hug, this leads to tears for Natasha as he holds her for a minute. Yussif wipes her tears and asks her to "now make a table." Natasha gets on all fours, postured more like a bitch-in-heat than a table, her breasts pulled down by gravity and her entire complement of sex organs exposed to the air.
Yussif reaches under and strokes the milk ducts of her suspended nipples while rubbing and then banging her pussy with, one, two? No, now three! of his fingers, but just before she is about to cum he stops.
Yussif slips a finger repeatedly into her Anus, slowly, getting it ready, the thumb is inserted further south. By torquing his fingers around ever so slightly, he leads her to an Anal Orgasm, completely unheard of for Natasha as she screams and shakes violently.
Before she can even regain composure he pushes her down flat, climbs on top of her, oils the crack of her ass cheeks and slides his serpent up and down, only simulating penetration. As he moves she can feel his sack crashing into her from behind. His right hand snakes in and reaches her Yoni from underneath, his other hand clasping her mouth closed as his delicious weight presses down on her.
His legs tighten to constrict hers. With her Yoni in one hand, he slaps his hips into her buttocks, sending rippling shockwaves into her nerves, he continues the barrage until she is on the edge once more. She turns to speak and softly says "Put it in" "Pardon me I can't hear you" replied Yussif who was busy with his performance "Put it in" Natasha begs. Yussif replies "Only a fool would say no to that darling" Yussif carefully inserts his gifted lingam into Natasha's waiting love chamber and with just 2 long strokes sends her into a full-body orgasm. Yussif enjoys himself as she spasms and contracts his lingam with her internal muscles, all while she sings a demonic chorus of moans for him.
"40,41,42,43… 43 seconds" Yussifs says, "what?" asks Natasha "Your orgasm lasted for 43 seconds" informed Yussif "Wow, that's amazing" admitted Natasha. Without any verbal commands, He turns her over and sits on top of her midsection facing her yoni. With one hand pinning her clitorla hood up, the other begins to rub her pearl with real purpose, this provides orgasm after orgasm. Yussif isn't finished, he stands up, throws her legs behind him and squats down in between them like an acrobat, this position completely prevents Natasha from closing her legs while Yussif goes to work.
Yussif responds to Natasha's moaning with "Yeees, keep making those beautiful sounds Natasha". Yussif takes her hands and loops them under him so she can grab onto his sack and says "Hold on tight". He doesn't stop until she is fully depleted and her Yoni is a throbbing mass too sensitive to touch further. All she was made to hold back has gushed out like a broken Dam.
He then lies beside and she rests in his arms, her peaceful face indicates her habitation of completely different dimension . They stay like this for a time. Then Yussif helps Natasha up and takes her to the shower, she can barely walk and needs to use his support. Yussif warms up the water first and brings her in with him, he begins to rub her down with soap, but he can't help himself, he turns her to face the wall, squats down a bit and rises up to drive his thickness inside her, after what seems like an endless pounding he pulls out and ejects his essence all over her legs, "Wow you came so much" commented Natasha. He looks at her with the unmistakable expression of " I'm not done yet".
He spreads her legs and begins consuming her Yoni, flicking his tongue all around and even probing her anus from behind, he is just as skilled with his tongue it seems, as he brings Natasha to the 7th or even 8th orgasm while the warm water pours down her back, "Natasha looks down to Yussif and praises him with "you're amazing". Now it's her turn to soap up his well-used equipment
They stand there embracing each other in the warm candle-lit shower box, they talk for half an hour. As the water pours so does Natasha pour her heart out while Yussif listens and provides sage spiritual guidance. They finish the shower and she asks him "Do you do this with all your clients?" "Definitely not, you are special, feel free to use the hair dryer and straightener, take your time, I'll see you outside," replied Yussif.
When she comes out he can't resist the sight of a squeaky-clean Natasha, he takes her again! He bends her over, she desperately grabs onto the Bamboo archway for support, it isn't even a few seconds of beastly pounding before she orgasms yet again, while he's still pounding, she twists her torso to turn to him and says again to his face "You're amazing", Yussif returns a smile, pulls out and ejects his essence all over her.
Just after he cleans her all up with a baby wipe, he leads her out of the room, offers her incredibly refreshing coconut water and says "Now I hope you rest and don't have work tomorrow, you'll be useless for a few days, you'll feel different and out of it for a while, just be easy with yourself" informs Yussif. They kiss and embrace at the door, and as she's getting ready to leave, she says to the still-naked Yussif, "You know, I read the description online, but what I enjoyed most of all was when you held me, I realised now, I enjoyed the sexual part of course but what I really wanted was just to be held, have a great day, I'll be telling all my friends about you" said Natasha. Yussif responds with "Have a great day Natasha, NO, have a great YEAR!, NO..... Have a great Life, until I see you again".
When she reaches her Mercedes Natasha immediately leaves a 5-star review, detailing her experience so others can benefit. After a while, she becomes aware that her hands have been resting on the steering wheel for a long time. "Wow can I even drive like this" she wonders to herself but then, she takes a deep breath, puts the car in gear and begins her journey back to her normal life. Normally Natasha would get angry with the busy traffic and foolish drivers around her, but something had definitely changed… She was just, easy with it all.
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