Dream-state Massage or Reality
I made a late afternoon appointment for a neck & shoulder
massage at a local spa, but when I get there am told my massage
therapist has had to leave unexpectedly. Because I had
the last appointment of the day, all other therapists have
gone except one who is with a client. If I would care to wait,
the remaining therapist has agreed to work late to accomodate
my massage. I choose to stay and am led into an area that looks
like an oasis and brought a glass of wine. The sun is setting
and shadows are beginning to fill the room. The wine is relaxing
me and sounds from the water fall are beginning to lull me.
After my second glass of wine, a young attendant shows me
to a beautiful room filled with lush plants, a fountain,
soft soothing music and candles everywhere. The aroma
is intoxicating. She instructs me to remove as much of my
clothing as I choose, wrap this sheet around me and lay down
on the table. My massage therapist will be with me shortly.
And by the way, because of the inconvenience, my massage
has been upgraded to a full body massage. My wine glass is
filled again.
I think I must be in twilight sleep and dreaming. I can feel
the coolness of the room on my back, butt and legs. I think
I feel soft caressing hands on my shoulders and arms, but
my head is too heavy to lift or turn. Each of my fingers has
been rubbed and there is a sensation in the pit of my stomach
when my palm is caressed. I know the therapist is not here,
I did not hear the door open or anyone come in. But it feels
so good that I give into the sensations. There's got
to be hands are moving slowly up my arms otherwise where
is that feeling coming from? For what seems hours, my neck
and shoulders are being relaxed and I feel the tightness
slowly go away. I have to remember to get the name of this
wine .... Ever so gently hands move their way down my back
and I think I feel something brush my breasts as those hands
massage their way to my waist. My back has never felt so relaxed.
I know hands are moving over the rise of my butt, and I start
to tingle. Give into it, it is just a dream. With circular
motions, my butt is being rubbed. Wow, I never knew that
felt so good ... and ohhhh that feels so good when the crease
at cheek and thigh is rubbed. I know I just didn't feel
a slight touch between my legs there ... no I must have been
mistaken because now I feel the back of my thigh being caressed.
Ever so slowly working down my calf to my ankle to my foot.
I am usually so ticklish ... why does that not tickle ...
my feet are being rubbed, the pads receiving pressure that
spreads my toes ... why am I not squirming? Even my pedicure
causes me to pull away from the tickle sensation. I don't
understand ... but it feels so good and I am so relaxed. Soft
pressure on my calfs again, a rotating motion ... I'm
getting excited. I never knew the back of my knee was so sensitive
... the excitement is increasing. Up my thighs again and
I'm not sure I can stand this. There it is again ... that
feeling of a slight touch between my legs. I give into the
sensation and my butt automatically rises to feel more
of the touch. I have to be dreaming ... these things don't
happen. But it feels so good and I am very excited and know
I am getting wet. OMG. OMG!!! Fingers touching me ... massaging,
caressing, rubbing ever so gently ... is this really happening?
I experience a gentle nudge and feel the need to turn over.
In doing so I find the sheet to cover me because I am cold and
my nipples are hard. As I pull the sheet over my legs and up,
I feel fingers on my collar bone and neck. Why are my arms
so limp ... that feels so good and I forget about the sheet.
My arms are at my side and my breasts are exposed to the cold
air. Before I realize how cold, warm hands embrace each
breast covering each one completely and begin rubbing
in a circular motion. Before I can begin to enjoy the feeling,
there are sensations on each arm from shoulder to finger
and back to my shoulders. Hands on my neck moving it gently
from side to side, fingers gently touching behind my ears
and down my neck. They proceed to my breasts and again embrace
each one making sure every inch of them has been caressed.
My nipples are very hard when I feel a slight tugging at one
of them while other experiences a slight squeezing pressure.
Is this really happening .... before I can comprehend hands
move down my chest to my stomache. Lower they go and I tense
with anticipation. But then my feet are being massaged
and I feel hands going up my shins, massaging ever so gently
the inner calf ... I'm feeling those sensations in
the pit of my stomache again ... I know I must be dreaming
... I don't think the therapist has not even come into
the room yet. But my thighs beg to differ. I am tensing up.
There is a soft caress, a gentle touch and I start to relax.
Mylegs have a mind of their own ... they want to open to accomodate
further massaging and stroking. I feel a butterfly kiss
on my womanhood ... surely not .... but there it is again
and my inner self is being touched ever so gently to where
my legs voluntarially spread to receive more of that feeling.
This sensation is incredible ... slight pressure ... soft
caresses ... another kiss and OMG ... it feels like a tongue
... OMG fingers .... my body reacts to the sensation and
rises slightly to take in more of the tongue and fingers.
My legs spread for greater access and I feel totally out
of control. Touching like I have never experienced. Sensations
that are foreign. I feel my heart beating quickly ... my
breathing is becoming labored ... I am loosing control!!
As surprising as the sensations began, they end. My neck
is arched back as hands caress my breasts again. I try to
open my eyes but the lids are very heavy. The room is so dim
... most of the candles are out ... but I could swear there
is a huge cock over my face and as I try to open my mouth to speak,
I feel it close to my lips. Surely not ... my lips are dry and
I attempt to lick them but feel the soft head of a cock there
instead. My tongue comes in contact with the head and find
drops of cum ... I lick them off and take the cock in my mouth.
Ohhhhh my ... my breasts are being adored by hands and there
is a sucking sensation to the nipple. As the cock moves in
and out of my mouth ... I lick the underside and marvel at
it's size ... so big .. so thick ... I hear sounds but
not sure if they are coming from me. My imagination ... the
cock is gone!!! My womanhood is being caressed again ...
fingers invade .... I feel like I am gushing I am so wet ...
my legs are spread and I feel a tongue gently probing, flicking
while fingers are still caressing. I don't know how
much of this I can take ... I cannot remain still ... I have
to move ... I want to be closer to the sensations ... I want
to feel them deeper .... I want ......... OMG the feeling
of being filled so completely has just happened. It takes
my breath for an instant. There is a tightness ... but it
stopped. There it is again ... a slight movement and the
feeling of total oneness ... increased movement and pressure
... my god this feels so good. Movement ... incredible sensations
... my body responds without hesitation. Lips caress my
breasts taking each nipple one by one and suckling them
gently at first before nipping them. Hands intertwine
with mine ... two bodies moving in unison ... incredible
feelings ... lips on my neck ... soft words that are inaudible
.... my legs wrap around this image locking my ankles to
never let it go .... I hear a moan ... was that me? I am loosing
myself to this feeling ... it feels so good .... I am loosing
control ... but fighting it ... I can't relax enough
to allow it to happen ... I don't understand why I am
holding back ... I hear words encouraging me to relax and
give into it ... to let go ... to enjoy ... These are sensations
new to me and I want to feel them deeper ... something is building
... but I need the feeling deeper in me ... harder ... faster
... ohhhh yes please!!!!! ohhhhh something is happening
to me ... it is overwhelming me ... I can feel it all over ...
I am loosing control ... I can't ... I can't .....
I want it so bad .... there ... so close ... my hands try to
get loose but I am held and words, soothing words are spoken
so softly that I can't understand them but they comfort
me and again I feel something building but this time it is
coming quickly and it is engulfing my whole being ... it
is taking over my body ... every nerve ending is shouting
... it is a sweet painful feeling ...
I feel soft caresses .. ever so lightly ... everywhere.
My womanhood is dusted with feather-like kisses, my nipples
barely touched .... a cooling, aeromatic wetness is lightly
misted over my body ... I feel alone.
I don't want to recover from this erotic dream but obviously
the therapist has forgotten about me. I know it's late
and I think I will just go. As I dress, I find wetness when
I pull on my panties. My nipples are tender. But I feel so
complete. I leave the room and don't find anyone in
the lobby. I wanted to ask about the wine. I see the front
door of the spa is open. I walk out and find it dark. Looking
at my watch I see that four hours ago I had an appointment
for a neck and shoulder massage
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