The Massage

This story is purely fiction, all events and names are nothing but my wonderful imagination.

This was to be Kari's 27th birthday and I wanted to present to her a special and unique gift that was just as unique as our relationship. I found that I was having a difficult time thinking of a gift, which expressed my feelings and yet show her my personality, then I thought of something.

I made arrangements for Kari to meet me at a motel at a certain time. I arrived thirty minutes early to check in and get the room ready for her arrival. It was your typical everyday, plan old motel room with a king size bed and I wanted to try to make it more elegant. I placed several aromatic candles through out the room, lighting each hoping to make the room smell more pleasant and give it a more romantic setting. I had brought along a tape player and a tape I had programmed with several selections from varies artist. I placed it on the desk and set the volume to a low but audible volume.

In the middle of the bed I placed her present that I had purchased and wrapped, this she would notice once she walked into the room. It was a small package, with colorful wrapping. I actually wrapped it with a ribbon and a bow, something I don't usually do. It looked even smaller sitting in the middle of the bed, I started to think that maybe I should place it some where else when the phone rang. I answered it as it ranged for the second time with a simple hello. It was Kari, "Hi it's me. What room are you in?" she asked. I gave her the room number and before she hung up she quickly said, "I'll be up in a minute."

My stomach began to flutter with the excitement of seeing her again but this time in a more private setting. All of our other meetings have taken place in public places where we could only greet each other with a brief hug and kiss like old friends do. This time I wanted to be able to spend some private moments with Kari to give her the gift and maybe be able to touch her hand without getting bizarre looks from surrounding people. To talk with her openly and not in a whisper, to maybe kiss her sensuous lips more passionately instead of a quick peck that only teased my senses.

A knock on the door interrupted my thoughts and the fluttering quickened as I went to the door to open it. I stepped to the side as I opened the door to allow enough room for Kari to enter the small entrance. She stopped just after passing by me, allowing me enough room to close the door. I could smell her freshness from a resent shower, the familiar smell of her perfume following after her evading my senses carving her smell into my memory. She didn't advance further into the room, making me wonder why. She stood before me looking more incredible than the other times I had seen her. Her green eyes shined as she smiled at me and said, "Maybe this time we can have a more appropriate greeting", as she stepped towards me and opened her arms invitingly. I closed the gap and went into her arms, wrapping mine around her as she wrapped hers around me. We stood face to face, smiling at each other not wanting this moment to end too quickly. This time when we kissed it wasn't a kiss that one gives their relative or friend, but a kiss one gives a lover. Just enough passion to arouse the senses but not too arousing that it's hard to maintain control. This was our first real kiss, my first kiss with a woman. I couldn't believe the feelings that were flowing through my body at that moment. Feeling her full, soft warm lips against mine caused a tingling to erupt throughout my body giving me a pleasurable chill. The kisses ended leaving my face flush and warm wondering if Kari was feeling light head like myself.

She broke the silence by stating, "It smells good in here. What are you burning?" She turned from me and entered the room, stopping after two steps to take in the full effect. She looked around and stopped her search when she spotted the gift on the bed. I pretend to not notice and said, "Oh, those are aromatic candles. I thought maybe they would make the room smell better." I stepped past her and went into the room and stood in front of the bed blocking her view to the gift. She smiled at me and asked, "What's that on the bed?" With very little interest I said, "Nothing. Just a present."

She raised her eyebrows and took another step toward the bed to see around me. I step in front of her to again block her view. "Who is the present for?" she asked. Again with very little interest in my voice, although deep down I was jumping out of my skin with excitement, "It's for you but first you have to take your coat off and your shoes." In record time her coat came flying off her body landing a foot behind her and the shoes slipped off rolling to the side. "OK, now do I get to open it?" she asked with enthusiasm I never hear from my own children.

I sat on the bed in front of the gift and I indicated to Kari to sit across from me on the other side leaving the wrap present between us. With encouragement I tell her, "It isn't anything really that special, but I wanted to give you something for your birthday. You can open it now if you like."

After showing so much excitement and eagerness to open the present, Kari hesitated making me think that maybe she was savoring the moment or maybe she's as nervous as I am. After what seemed like five minutes, Kari picked up the small package and carefully removed the bow and ribbon taking care to avoid tearing. In awe I watched her patiently open the package thinking I would have had it already opened by now. With the same care she removed the paper, neatly folding it after it was off the box. I was completely puzzled by this action considering the excitement she had shown when seeing the gift on the bed. Finally Kari opened the box causing my anxiety to kick in. I was starting to think this gift was silly or maybe it wasn't something I should give just yet.

She pulled out the single, slim, blue and green bottle containing a liquid that smelled lemony with a hint of mint. I noticed her turning the bottle to read the label and I said to her, "I owe you a full massage with that oil anytime you are ready." Her blonde hair fell around her face as she bent her head to smell the fragrance of the oil hiding her face so I couldn't see her reaction to the gift. She looked up, locking her intense green eyes with my blue and stated, "I'm ready now." I wasn't sure if I heard her correctly or rather if she knew what I had meant by a full massage, nervously I replied, "Really, you do realize that a full massage means you will have to be completely naked?"

I got my answer when she stood up and started to remove her clothing. At first I just sat there amazed with her boldness and enthralled with the grace she used to remove each article. Just like opening her gift, she slowly unbuttons her shirt watching my eyes following her fingers as she undid each button. She slipped the shirt off exposing her tan shoulders, flat belly and a white lacy bra-covering breast similar to my size. Just as she was reaching behind to unhook her bra, I had gathered my senses and got up to prepare the bed for the massage.

I faced the bed to remove the comforter and blanket leaving Kari behind me still removing her clothes. I could hear the zipper of her jeans sliding down, teasing my senses. I needed to be able to gather my control, so I decided to go to the bathroom to get some towels. I would have to pass by Kari to get to the bathroom and I didn't know how I would be able to walk by without losing what little control I had remaining. If I was having such difficulties trying to fight off the urge to touch her as she removes her clothes, how will I ever be able to give her a massage and not touch her the way I would like to? Some how I was able to keep my eyes downcast and step pass her to retreat to the sanctuary of the bathroom. While I was in there I took some deep breaths hoping to clam myself and to get my mind in focus to only giving a massage trying to remain as sexless as possible.

Towels in hand and my composure regained, I returned to the bedroom. Kari had finished removing all her garments while I was in the bathroom and she stood before me like a naked golden Goddess. Her tan was enhanced by the candlelight flickering given her an exotic glow. My first impulse was to look away out of shyness and habit, but I couldn't look away. I wanted to take in all her beauty, following each curve with my eyes wishing I were using my hands doing the exploring. What composure I had regained while in the bathroom was gone leaving me in a state of uncontrollable desire. Completely confused not knowing how I should handle this situation I lifted my arm containing the towels, held them towards her and asked, "Do you want to use a towel?"

She smiled, answered my question with a question of her own, "Do you want me to cover up?" I wondered what she would do or say if I gave her the answer that came to my mind at that moment, "Actually I rather be covering your body with my own, with kisses and my hands." Instead I said shyly, "I had thought maybe you would get cold. I didn't want you to get a chill." This girl was quick; she always seemed to have some sort of response that would throw me off guard. "I'm so hot right now that a chill would feel good," she said in a low, sexy voice. Now I had chills running rapid giving me goose bumps. Trying to shake the chills and get my bearing back, I didn't hear her next remark, so I responded with a polite, "Excuse me?" This time I heard her and stood before her stunned with excitement and confused by her request, "Now you have to get undressed," she repeated. She must have been able to see in my eyes I was confused by her request, "I think it wouldn't be fair if I'm the only one naked, so I think you should be naked also," she explained.

Fair enough, except now my heart was pounding faster and harder with fear my yearnings would soon be evident. Protected by layers of clothing I could conceal the fact that I'm always in a state of arousal whenever I'm near Kari, hide my erect nipples, wet pussy and the strong scent of my excitement. Without my clothes concealing me, there wouldn't be any way to cover up my desire for her.

With shaky fingers I started unbuttoning my shirt while Kari watched my progress. I wondered if she could see my hands shaking as I undid each button removing my shirt. Just as I dropped my shirt, Kari smiled one of her spectacular smile and asked, "I thought you said you hate wearing a bra and usually you don't wear one on weekends?" So how would I explain that I wore it as additional cover up to hide what was now evidently being revealed by the transparent bra? "That's a pretty sexy bra for someone to own who is always finding ways to avoid wearing one," she teased. I looked down at the white, see-through bra that showed more then it hid and felt the warmth of a blush covering my face. I looked up smiled an embarrassing smile ready to explain my husband picked it out, but stopped when I saw her bend over, retrieve one of the towels I dropped, held it out to me and asked, "Do you need this? You look like you are cold." I looked down again to see what I had already felt; my light, pink nipples had turned into the hard nubs they become when I'm aroused. If a person is able to blush even more, I just did realizing that I had just meet my match, someone who's just as witty as me.

All fear and anxiety left my body and I was able to regain my composure, "No thanks, I think I can handle it if you can," politely I replied. Staring into her smiling green eyes I removed my bra and dropped it on top of my discarded shirt. She lifted her eyebrow and dropped her eyes to my waist once she heard me undo my jeans. Slowly I pulled them down my hips, stepping out, leaving me in nothing but silky, pink, string bikini panties. Kari's eyes darken and I could see I was also causing her to lose some control, given me the courage I needed to continue. In a slow teasing manner I removed my panties watching her eyes darken more as she watch my panties descend to the pile of discarded clothes. Her eyes traced their way back up my legs stopping at my hairless pussy, "You didn't say anything about being completely shaven in any of your detail descriptions," she stated in a shaky voice. I smiled a victorious smile knowing I had just stunned her, "Well I had to keep something as a surprise, otherwise where is the mystery?" She smiled at me and asked, "So why do it, does your husband prefer you to be shaven?" I laughed a little due to the embarrassment of having to explain why I rather be clean shaven then having pubic hair, "For one thing I can't stand having hair there when I'm on my period, I see no reason why we even have hair in that region. Plus if you really think about it, no hair to get caught in your throat or pick out of your mouth." Now that I was in control of my emotions again I asked, "Are you ready now or is there another request?"

Kari went to the bed and before getting on she asked, "Where do you want me to be?" "Lay in the middle on your stomach," I answered as I picked up the towels and grabbed the oil. Positioning herself in the middle of the big bed, she laid out on her stomach stretching her long legs flexing the muscle and then relaxing. She looked so small lying in the middle of the King- size bed. I climbed up on the bed next to her, trying to avoid touching her with any part of my body other than my hands. Typically I would have straddled her waist when doing a massage, but I couldn't if I didn't want to reveal how wet and hot I was at this very moment.

I poured a small amount of the fragrant oil into my palm, closed the lid and sat it down on the bed. With hard yet gentle strokes I rubbed the smooth oil all over her shoulder and back admiring the softness of her skin. Realizing her hair may get in the way, Kari moved her silky, blonde hair to one side exposing her elegant neck. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, trying to think of something else than bending over and kissing the soft flesh on her neck and behind her ear. The breath cleared my mind and I continued to rub her muscles on her shoulder and back. I traced her spine with my fingertips, feeling the bumps and curve, causing goose bumps to erupt as Kari did an involuntary shiver.

I started to wonder if she was enjoying the massage so far, rather if it felt relaxing and erotic. I started to knead her shoulder muscles a bit harder and with a moan Kari said, "Oh that feels so good."

While grabbing the bottle to get more oil, I openly admire her bum knowing she can't see me do it. Working on the muscles in her lower back, just at the top of the curve of her bum, I trace the curve with my eyes down to it's descending point at her thighs. As much as I would love to massage her ass, to feel the shape and firmness in my hands, I decided that I better not. Regretting the fact I had very little will power at this point I asked Kari, "Could you open your legs a bit so I can sit in between them?" Without any hesitations she obliged and spread her legs apart just enough for me to sit, yet not enough to avoid contact. Cleaver woman, she knew I was trying to avoid touching her. I shook my head and smiled a big knowing smile as I grabbed the oil and stood to sit between her legs.

Oh God this was a mistake, I should have done the massage while outside of her closed legs. Not only could I see a part of Kari I had only imagine about, but I also was able to smell her sex. The intoxicating musk scent evaded my senses teasing my taste buds, much like smelling fresh baked cookies and the taste buds begin to tingle with anticipation. I had a new perspective viewing Kari's bum at this angle and wondered if she has ever dabbled with the taboo act of anal sex. So far this young woman so many years younger than me, has a better grasp with her sexuality that it wouldn't surprise me the things she may have already experienced. Because she refused to open her legs allowing me to sit between without us touching, a quivery began in my pussy as I sat and our naked flesh touched and her warmth blended with mine making me hotter. My composure was starting to fail me; I couldn't take my eyes away from the dampness that was barely visible. All I could think about was bending over and tasting that wetness to see if tasted as good as it smelled. Taking another deep breath, I poured more oil into my palm and washed away that thought. I began to rub her hamstring and calf muscle on her left leg working my way down to her foot. I spent a lot of time massaging her foot, pampering the small body part that's abused daily by her work shoes. Her toenails were neatly trimmed and painted making me smile at how I think it would be fun to paint each other's toenails. Maybe it would be something we could do the next time we are together.

Gently I laid her left leg down, poured more oil into my hand and began to work on her right leg, pampering this leg just as I had pampered the other. Now that her backside had been completely rubbed down, I wondered how I would be able to keep my control in tact once I asked her to roll onto her back. Nervously and in a whisper I asked Kari, "Would you mind rolling over so I can do the front now?" With me still between her open legs, she pushed herself up with her arms, pulling her legs forward and hesitated for a minute giving me a full view of her completely open, wet pussy. Good God, she is a wicked one. Oh I will get her back once I gain my confidence and assurance; two can play this game. She twisted herself around landing on her back and legs again opened enough to allow me between them.

I looked up into her face seeing that she was watching me, she smiled a wicked smile proving to me she had every intentions of doing what she had done when flipping over. "OK, I want you to close your eyes and relax," I instructed her. "What's the matter, don't you want me to watch you?" she asked as her eyes squinted into devious slits. "No I don't want you to see me struggling here, touching your gorgeous tits in a non-sexual way, and trying to fight the urge to bend down and take your hard nipples into my warm mouth. Moving my hands along your smooth, silky stomach down to your pelvic into the soft thick patch of hair hiding your exotic juices and that swollen bud begging for me to take it into my warm mouth." I had thought. "If you want to keep your eyes open than by all means leave them open, but it is really important to relax completely to receive the full effects of this massage," I said instead.

Instead of moving from between her legs to her side, I decided that I would just see how much composure she has intact. Pouring more oil into my palm, keeping my eyes glued to hers I wondered if she was feeling the same intensity as I. I had seen that her pussy was wet and her clit was swollen into a deep red color, but was that because of the situation we currently were in or maybe she always was wet and her clit was a red swollen bud. Before I dropped my eyes to her shoulders, I gave her a devious smile of my own. Leaning over her midsection, just enough to allow my breast to touch her stomach and my own stomach hover over her pelvic, I began to work on her shoulders and neck with the slick oil. I could feel her heat emitting from all of her pours and she took in a deep breath, which raised her chest pushing it further up into my face, which was already too close. I raised myself a little as she let her breath out, lowering her breast. With big, strong circular strokes, I moved the pattern from shoulder down to her ribs purposely avoiding contact with her breast, and around to her stomach. Following the same pattern, I returned back up to her shoulders. For several minutes I did this, noticing with each passing Kari would hold her breath as I passed her breast without touching them. Now I changed the pattern slightly and the rhythm, this time when returning back to the shoulders I didn't follow the same path. Instead I traced a new pattern through the breast on the bone again avoiding any major contact, by using the outside of my hands that where together in a prayer position. As I went up the breast bone, I slowed to a slight halt as I reached the point where the back of the hands would touch the delicate, excited flesh of her breast and just pass through without acknowledging their existence. I could feel the beating of her heart quicken with each passing, it was almost in sync with my own.

Finished with teasing her, this time when I reached her stomach I didn't follow the pattern back up. Instead I stopped to get more oil, leaning back on my heal allowing me to take a look at my handy work. Her nipples were more erect than when she had rolled over and the smell of her sex had gotten stronger as her passion grew. As I poured more oil into my hand, I looked up to see what her expression was this time. The wicked smile was gone; her face now displayed a look of intense concentration. Pleased with the fact she was fighting to maintain her control, I began to work on her right leg, and treating it with the same care I had treated the backside. This time when I retrieved more oil and looked into Kari's face, she looked like she was in a daydream. I finished up with her left leg and as I gently placed it back on the bed I disrupted Kari's dream by asking her, "So how do you feel now?"

She gave me a puzzled look and that devious smile returned as she said, "You missed a spot." Now I had the puzzled look, thinking of all the areas that I had rubbed down, not finding any that I had missed I said, "No I think I rubbed all the right spots." She sat up and leaned on her elbows, spreading her legs further apart she stated, "Oh you missed one very important muscle that really needs to receive the attention I know you are able to give it." She looked down and I followed her eyes to the spot she was looking at thinking, "Oh God she can't possible be thinking what I'm thinking. This has to be a test of some sort." This time she sat all the way up and with her left hand she grabbed my right hand and placed it right on the very spot I had been imaging my mouth. I was shocked that she had done that, yet I was pleased that one of us is bold enough to make the move to achieve what we both wanted.

I looked into her eyes as I began to explore her swollen clit with the tip of my middle finger, at first with hardly any pressure. She had removed her hand from mine allowing me to have full rein and returned to her leaning position on her elbows. Her eyes tried to focus on mine, but her building desire was making it hard for her to. She laid back and tilted her pelvic up trying to apply the pressure she was seeking, which I obliged by pressing harder on the nub and began to increase the speed I was making my circular motions. I had never given this sort of massage before, except on myself, I started to wonder if I was doing what she needed. Reading my thoughts or she was completely in tuned with my lacking experiences she began to guide me. "Oh yes, keep on doing that," she moaned. "Just a little bit harder and faster," she requested. I could tell by her breath coming in spasms and her leg muscles tightening that she was close to reaching her climax. I studied her face; observing her eyes becoming glassy with her passion, how her mouth was open slightly taking in her breaths, little beads of perspiration forming on her eyebrows and upper lip and how her nose flared a little with each breath.

I returned to study her clit, observing the color, shape and size. It had gone from the deep red I spotted as she rolled over to almost purple and the tip was white. Only seeing my own and now Kari's, I could see that we were even different in size and shape here. "Oh God, don't stop. Faster, harder," she cried out and I obeyed. I watched in complete astonishment as this beautiful, young woman was finding utter bliss before my eyes with my help. Just as she cried out a deep throaty moan and her back arched, I felt her orgasm in the tip of my single finger as her clit began to twitch with powerful contraction, which gave me a feeling of gratification I had never felt before.

I slowed my stroking as her orgasm dissipated; she opened her eyes and looked into mine. A smile of satisfaction erupt on her face and she said contently, "Now I call that a massage." She sat back up on her elbows and I had stopped my stroking but didn't remove my hand. Her smile turned from one of satisfaction back to that devious smile, "My turn now," she announced. "Your turn for what?" I asked apprehensively. "Now I get to give you a massage," she declared.

As Sandra rolled over the sparkle in her eye and the shyness in her smile, turned into a lustful moan. I asked her if I could return the favor of a nice massage and she replied, "that would feel good." Little did she know what type of massage I had in mind!

I started by rubbing her neck and shoulders and slowly running my long, red nails down her extremely soft back. I made small hearts and circles tracing the curves ever so slightly. I could tell by the increased breathing that the anticipation was getting the best of us. Sandra started to squirm and I could tell how extremely ticklish she was. My body was extremely slippery from the oil so it helped my hands slide smoothly down her legs stopping only briefly to rub her upper thighs. Sandra always commented on how much she disliked her legs, I on the other hand, marveled at their beauty shinning from all the oil I was using.

As I continued massaging her feet Sandra reached up and rubbed my back as well, she sent shivers all the way down my spine. After a few more quick rubs I asked Sandra if we could forget the massage and cut to the good stuff I knew we both wanted. Sandra seemed shocked by my bluntness but also seemed relieved. I assured her that I would take care of her every need and that I would make her first experience with a woman a memorable one.

Sandra agreed eagerly and was glad I was so open and honest with her. We removed the wet towels from the bed and stood facing each other, our naked bodies barely touching. I told Sandra to relax and to just do whatever comes naturally. At this point it seemed as if we had known each other for years and the comfort level was amazing.

I started exploring her breasts with my hands and quickly Sandra started to moan and said, "Oh Kari that feels sooo good, please don't stop now."

I proceeded to suck on her hard nipples while she rubbed her clit softly and smoothly giving herself just enough pressure to feel totally relaxed and content. I guided Sandra to spread her legs apart, which she did and I moved a chair closer to her in order for her to rest one of her feet upon it. As she stood there, I knelt down on my knees underneath her throbbing, wet pussy and stared with amazement. I have never seen such wetness before; I could feel my own pussy start to throb with anticipation. I could not believe how turned on we both were.

I carefully spread her lips apart exposing a nice hard clit waiting to be nursed. At first I rubbed Sandra gently and it became impossible for her to remain standing in such an awkward position so we laid down on the bed where my sweet girl could make herself comfortable as possible.

I propped 2 pillows under her knees in order that she could feel totally relaxed and not have to worry about holding her legs apart, the way I knew she would like to.

After a little more teasing with my fingers, Sandra asked if she could play with my pussy at the same time in order to learn what I really liked of course I let her! We lay side by side with our hands between each other's legs exploring each other softly. Our lips met and we started to kiss passionately, revealing without words how we felt about each other. Since I am very vocal it was hard to concentrate because I was too busy telling Sandra how good she made me feel and to keep going.

Sandra Stopped kissing me briefly and I asked her how she liked it so far? Sandra put her finger over my lips and said, "Shh sweet angel, let my actions tell the story." With this in mind I moved to the foot of the bed and spread her legs as far apart as they would go and passionately began kissing her inner thighs and swollen pussy.

As I began to explore her clit, Sandra guided my finger inside her. By the way Sandra was bulking and riding my hand I was sure I was hitting the right spot. I loved to hear her moan. Sandra tasted so sweet; I couldn't get enough of her sweet juices. I told Sandra to just let go and be the person she really wants to be with me. She hesitated briefly and then started to moan, "Oh Kari, oh Kari, I think I'm cumming baby, I'm cumming baby, don't stop, harder, faster, harder yea right there sweetie keep fucking my pussy, suck my pussy now, keep going!"

I was in such shock by the way Sandra opened up with me. She normally was quiet and laid back. I loved the idea that I was pleasing her that much. Her whole body was twitching and shaking, her moaning was erotic.

Sandra had warned me that she could squirt sometimes, so I happily kept fulfilling her requests. Sandra grabbed me by my hair and forced my mouth against her clit with the pressure she desired to reach the ultimate climax. I loved the way Sandra took control and wasn't afraid to "get off".

I inserted another finger inside her and that seemed to put her over the edge. Sandra's language quickly changed and she was riding my fingers fast and with a purpose, she started to cry, "Oh God fuck me Kari, fuck me baby, here I cum, here I cum, oh oh oh oh!" As Sandra's legs twitched and spasm, I laid between her parted pussy lips and soaked up every last drop of her sweet nectar. I had never experienced an ejaculation like that and Sandra was so happy to have shared that with me.

As we lay back on the bed together, I told Sandra that I had another hour or so before I had to get home and she seemed grateful. Sandra wanted to get up and clean up but before she could, we faced each other and started to kiss some more. I took Sandra's fingers and sucked on them tasting my own sex, before I knew it she took the lead and position her pussy against mine and we grind and rubbed them together until we both climaxed again. This time we both came together not only as secret lovers but also as the best of friends.

Just as we both were about to get dressed, Sandra said, "Wait Kari. There is really something else I would like to do with you."

I didn't want this day to end; I didn't want to let Kari leave just yet. "Kari, can you stay a bit longer?" I asked my sweet angel hoping she could see the desire that burned within me still. She smiled a sweet smile and asked, "What can you possibly have in mind that we hadn't already done?" I blushed as I thought of all the wonderful things we had just done together but I felt guilty because it was Kari who did everything for me; I wanted to please her like she had pleased me. I wanted to be able to satisfy my own curiosities, what it was like to taste her secret juices and bring her to the heights she brought me. "I didn't get a chance to please you and I want to discover you with all my senses." I explained to her as I reached to touch her soft check with my fingertips. "Please stay; let me touch your soft skin, smell your passion, admire your beauty, taste your sex and hear your cries of ecstasy. I want to engrave your image in my memory to always remember this very moment."

I softly kissed her full, soft lips and she kissed me back. Her desire grew with mine as our kiss became more heated and harder. I pulled away from Kari, breaking our kiss to look into her beautiful green eyes to see if she would stay. Her eyes told me all I needed to know she was as hot as I was, and it was the answer I needed to see. I positioned myself so I was straddling Kari's left leg and had a hand on either side of her along her ribs. I leaned over to begin my exploration with all my senses, starting with her elegant neck. Kissing along the jaw line, throat and the base of her neck with light pressure, I could taste her saltiness from the last hour of exercise. I made a trail from her collarbone to her ear lobe with the tip of my tongue taking in a deep breath of her perfume and letting it out slowly as I reached her ear. My warm breath on her ear must have tickled because she gave a slight shiver as I exhaled. I traced her delicate ear with my finger, stopping at the gold hoop that hung from the lobe. Once again I began to kiss her ear, stopping for a moment to whisper into her ear, "You really are a beautiful woman".

I pushed up to look at Kari's face, to study her features. She was smiling at me making my heart beat faster. I traced her smile with my fingertip, which Kari stopped by sucking my finger into her warm mouth teasingly biting it. I quickly withdrew my finger and placed my mouth on Kari's and gave her a sweet playful kiss where I lightly sucked her lower lip into my mouth. Now I was in a playful mood, wanting to speed up my exploration. Leaving her soft lips I kissed my way down to her firm, young breast and began to trace a circle with my tongue around each erect nipple. I marveled at how beautifully firm her breast was wishing mine were like that again. Greedily I took her nipple into my mouth sucking it in like a baby nursing, exploring the softness of the hard nipple with my tongue and exploring the firmness of the other with my hand. Kari's breathing quickened with her building excitement matching mine own. She let out a sigh and said, "Oh that feels wonderful". I switched to suck on the other nipple and feel the other but this time I added just a little bit more pressure with my hand and mouth.

Kari either knowingly or unknowingly lifted her leg so her knee was against my wet, hot pussy. I knew if she kept her leg there I would get distracted from my quest and start a new one, so I wrapped my leg around hers and stretched mine out to gracefully pin hers to the bed. I let go of her breast and kissed my way down her belly positions myself so I was lying between Kari's legs discovering a new beauty. This afternoon of passion has given me many lessons about how a woman's body changes with her desire. Kari's clit was even more swollen than when I first spotted it and a deeper red. I took in a deep breath to take in all of her delicious scent. Not completely sure what I wanted to do, or what I should do to please her I tentatively licked the tip of her click with the tip of my tongue. My young, knowledgeable lover sensed my doubt and gave me the reassuring words of encouragement I needed, "Do what ever would feel good to you sweetheart. Suck on my clit, lick me all over, stick your fingers into me, just don't be shy."

That was all I needed to hear to let lose and let my imagination and desire guide my mouth and hands. I started with my tongue, lapping up all the wetness from her savoring the sweetness of my first secret love. With my tongue pointed, I licked my way back to her hard clit and circled it like I did her erect nipples. Kari began to moan and tilt her hips up to meet my tongue, "That's it baby, oh don't stop, that feels so good." I watched her face as I continued to tease the hard nub, watching her excitement increase as I increased the speed and pressure. I pulled away from her clit to take a quick look at how hard and long it had gotten with my attention. This time I sucked her clit into my warm mouth and flicked the tip with my tongue, and Kari sucked in a deep breath releasing it with the most erotic moan I have ever heard. "Oh god Sandy, that's it, keep on sucking."

My erotic angel smelled and tasted so good, I had never smelled or tasted anything as wonderful as her. I slowly inserted a finger into her and began a slow, rhythmic thrust, which pushed her clit further into my mouth each time I thrust my finger into her. I knew I must have been doing something pleasing to my angel because she began to move her hip to match my rhythm. Her breathing started to come quicker and in shorter breaths. "Harder, faster, oh God I'm cumming don't stop Sandy, Oh My God I'm cumming." She cried out as her whole body began to shake and quiver. Oh it wasn't going to end that quickly, I had some other plans in store for her.

Kari's body began to relax and she opened her eyes to see me smiling up at her, "That was great," she said with a satisfied smile. "I'm not done yet," I stated and her smile grew bigger. "Do you trust me enough to listen to what I instruct you to do?" I asked. She gave me a puzzled look and I reassured her by telling her that I was going to help her learn how to ejaculate, but she would have to listen to what I tell her to do. My erotic, sweet angel was more than eager to learn how to achieve this special orgasm and I was glad that I could be the one to teach her.

I got up on my knees and told Kari to do the same, which we were now kneeling in front of each other with our breast touching. I instructed her to spread her legs some and relax but most of all enjoy. I took her hands into mine admiring her long, elegant fingers with the wicked long, red nails and then placed them onto my shoulders telling her to use me for support if she needs to. I placed my finger under her chin lifting it so she would look me in my eyes and I explained to her what I was going to do and what she might feel. "The best way for me to do this is by using my fingers and treat it just like any other orgasm. The only way I can describe how you know it's about to happen is you'll feel like you need to pee, but if I were to stop apply the pressure the urge will go away. So what I want you to do is when you feel that urge let me know so I can stop and you can feel what I'm talking about. Is that OK?" She just shook her head yes and I gave her a reassuring kiss, which I turned into a passionate kiss to get Kari's juices flowing again. As I continue to kiss her, I used my hands to explore her breast, her small back tracing the spine with my fingers and down to her firm ass. Keeping my left hand on the small of Kari's back I used my right hand and inserted my middle finger into her hot, wet hole curving it up and towards my wrist. I placed the heal of my palm against her clit which would help apply enough pressure to stimulate the aroused bud. Slowly I began to move my finger just at the knuckle, stroking the sensitive, soft tissue, which also moved my palm that rubbed her clit.

Kari broke the kiss and looked into my eyes with her intense, green eyes filled with passion telling me that I was hitting the correct spot. I could tell by the look of concentration and how wet she was getting that she was getting close to an orgasm which would lead up to the ultimate one. She moaned a deep throaty moan and leaned her head against my shoulder as she began to rock against my hand. I whispered into her ear, "That's it angel, fuck my hand, oh you can do better than that. Ride it like a cock." I increased the speed and pressure with my finger and palm and Kari began to match the speed with vigorous bucking. "There you go, ride my hand baby." I encouraged her and she obliged rocking even harder against my hand.

"Oh Sandy, I think I can feel it, oh my, I think I can feel it!" she cried out. At that point I stopped moving my finger but keep my finger in place. "Is that feeling gone now?" I asked her. She looked at me and nodded yes. "This time I'm not going to stop, but you are going to relax and let it happen. Don't fight it or hold it like you would if you needed to go pee and had to wait." I instructed her and began to move my finger again within her.

Again I started to stroke the tender flesh in a slow, rhythmic movements waiting for Kari's signal that she needed more pressure and a faster rhythm. "Don't stop, please don't stop. God this feels so good, faster, harder, don't stop" she pleaded and I obeyed my angel's commands. She started to buck against my hand with more vigor than before and I could feel her pussy start to tighten around my finger indicating she was close. "There you go angel, don't fight it, let it happen," I whispered into her ear. Her breath came in short quick breaths like she was running and I could feel sweat forming on her smooth, warm back as she struggled to reach her orgasm. I began to massage her back with my left hand to help her relax and at the same time I whispered words of encouragement, "Don't fight it Kari, let it happen. Let that sweet, secret juice come squirting out. Cum for me baby, cum for me."

Her rhythm changed into a more violent thrust and I felt her pussy muscles relax and tighten again around my finger that was curved hard against the soft flesh stroking it in short up and down movements. Her muscles were really tighten around my finger and I knew that she was fighting the urge that she wasn't familiar with, so I inserted my index finger to loosen the muscle and help apply more pressure and rhythm. That was all she needed to go over the threshold. Kari dug her nails into my shoulder as the first wave of spasms shot through her body causing her to become stiff and she let out an animal cry of pure pleasure, "Oh God I'm going to explode, I'm cumming, Oh my God Sandy I'm cumming." I felt her legs go weak as the first squirt of warm, clear fluids shot down my hand onto the bed. I wrapped my arm further around her back to support her knowing that there was more to come. With a will of their own, her hips began to thrust again to match my fingers that were still dancing in her very wet pussy enticing that wonderful secret spot to bring her more pleasure. "It's happening again, I can't stop cumming. Oh God fuck me sweet baby, fuck me with that wonderful hand of yours," she cried out.

The second explosion was more intense and produced more juices, causing Kari's whole body to shake and tremble. This time I laid her back gently onto the bed and I lay back down between her open, trembling legs to drink up that sweet, secret nectar. I couldn't get enough of her juices, I wanted to have more and there was only one way I could think of to get more. I reinserted my two fingers again and began to manipulate her tender pussy flesh again but this time I used my tongue and licked in hard vigorous, up and down strokes from her pussy hole up to her clit. This was doing wonders to my sweet angel with the sweet juices, she began to rock her hips and she grabbed my head with both of her hands pushing me into her harder. "Oh yes, that's it. Fuck me with your mouth," she screamed. I applied even more pressure with my fingers and my mouth and as I did this the third explosion erupted spilling more of her secret juices into my mouth which I gladly accepted with moaning sounds of my own showing the pleasure I was receiving by drinking the exotic fluids.

Kari released my head and her body relaxed as the orgasm dissipated leaving her weak and content. I moved up along side of her wrapping my arm across her stomach and laid my head on her chest to listen to her heartbeat race. She brought her arms up and wrapped them around me, using one hand to stroke my hair. The only sound in the room was the music from the tape player and two very satisfied women breathing. I didn't know what to say or if I wanted to say anything; maybe nothing needed to be said, our actions said everything. I knew that our time together was about to end and Kari would need to go home. I had to wonder if this was the beginning or just a very memorable once in a life time event, my sweet angel will have that answer.