As you had lunch with your best friend she nervously claimed she was opening her own business.  You knew she was going to night school but had no idea that she was finished.  Congratulation screech and hugs followed as she confessed her slight worry about building her clientele.  You asked about her business plan and she told you that she already found the office space a few weeks ago, furniture delivered, and flyers going out in the coupon clipper this weekend.  She flashed you her business card with a blush.  “Happy ending massage” you started to laugh deeply together figuring she had made that one to fool with you but her laughing slowly stopped and you could see was serious.  “Jesus you know every guy on the planet will creep in just cause of the name.  You can’t actually do that can you?” she nodded “No it’s slightly illegal but I figured it was a bold name and would pull people in.  I can always deny clients if they are pigs.”

“Well sign me up for opening day, you know I will be there.  With all your training and what I remember you have to be amazing and we all need a…….happy ending.” more laughter as she started to relax a bit.  “So why are you worried if its not about slimy guys?”  she smirked a bit “well I guess I put everything into this so I just need to make sure they will love the service and I can build repeat customers soon.  You want to go see the place?” You hopped up and put money down for the bill “You know I do, lead the way.”  

A short drive and a turn of a key, flip of a switch and flicker of new lighting.  “Here we are.”  You look around “It looks amazing.  Love the decorations…” as you boosted her confidence in compliments she showed you every room.  As you stood in one of the *pleasure rooms* you commented “Love how you named the rooms, I hope you tell them up front the name is just for wow factor…what day is this opening up I am ready!”  She smiled at your excitement “Oh yes it actually says on the sign up sheets “sexual favors are illegal but relaxed bodies with smiles are guaranteed.  I open in a next Monday…but, if you want one now, I could.  I mean I really want to test out everything.”  You agreed so she went to the little closet to get you a fresh sheet and towel, she dimmed the lights, and put on soothing music.  She turned to get the oils she would use as you undressed.  “How much should I take off?” she just left it up to you.  “Everyone has their own comfort so anything you want.”  Since you were obviously extremely comfortable with her, being your best friend and all you stripped down and lay on the table.  

She poured some oil in her hands and started the massage as you quickly found her hands to be magical.  “Oh my god, so good, I wish my husbands hands were like yours.” Light laughter as you slipped into a deep relaxed state and she worked slowly over your shoulders, back, arms, hands, bottom, legs, and down to your feet that you quickly told her would make you lose it but somehow the way she did it didn’t tickle at all.  She moved back up your body strong and deep.  Every tense muscle in your body was worked over till you felt like you could drift off to sleep.  What you could not see was how she looked at you.  She secretly had been attracted to you for years so she kept massaging as you lay there.  She moved her hands around your bottom again heading down to your legs but this time you felt her part your legs just a bit.  Rubbing from the outside over to the inside of each thigh on both sides.  It felt amazing, even heated you up a bit as your eyes shut.

“Stay still so I can get a bit more oil…” she stepped away as you lay there and in a few minutes her hands were back on your shoulders.  “God I would let you touch me all day like this…” you were mush in her hands now.  She stood over you undressed and moved along your soft oiled skin slowly up and down.  The third time she moved down to your legs you felt the side of her fingers brush over your mound, a mistake you were sure but you teased anyway.  “mmmm I though you said no sexual favors on the sign ups…” as you felt her breath close to your ear “I never saw you sign up….” then with a gentle push her fingers parted your flesh lightly entering you.  Your eyes opened with a gasp as you looked up at her, seeing her naked and looking back in your eyes.  “Friends benefit only, now close your eyes and relax.”  You moaned a bit as she was moving inside you.  “God, ohhhh but, oh god ok…..feels so good.” 

She swirled her fingers deep as her other hand rubbed the oils around your body.  Your hips started to move against her touch.  You hadn’t cum in weeks and you knew there would be no way not too if she kept it up.  Every movement of her hands has you trembling till you felt her firmly hold you in place and masturbate you faster.  Your back arched, hips lifted, and your quite moans burst out in ecstasy.  You spilled all over her fingers and new table in a powerful orgasm as she carefully pulled her fingers out.  She covered you with the sheet she had gotten earlier “Now just rest in here for a bit.  There is bottled water on the table when you are ready to get dressed to leave.” You felt her lips press against your cheek as she left the room.  You lay there still convulsing a bit as you heard her outside the door, moaning.  You knew she was getting off to what just happened and it made you even hotter.  

You slipped off the table and got dressed, took a few drinks as you opened the door to see her dressed and organizing a shelf in the hall.  “My god that was the best massage I ever had, if I knew you would do that I would of been your practice dummy a long time ago.” She put the rest of the towels on the shelf.  “If I would of known you could cum like that I would of done it to you years ago.” She came over gave you a playful kiss and hug.  “I’ll sign you up for Monday.” 

herdirtylittleheart:

This image had me instantly daydreaming of a satantic-ritual-themed sex party… devil’s night feels.

Her body was bathed and dressed for the ritual.  Tonight they would all pay tribute to Tlazolteotl the goddess of carnal lust and misdeeds.  Only through worship could their sexual sins be cleansed.  She had heard of an underground cult that worshiped her and asked around at some of the darker clubs in the city till she received her invitation, her acceptance to their world of depravity.  She understood what tonight would bring as her heart pounded in her throat with each cool step along the stone flooring.  She was led to her initiation by flame as she moved through the twists and turns in the bowels of the city.

When she saw the cloaked men and women standing still watching her approach she started to fear she had made a horrible mistake.  Eyes hidden behind masks glaring at her as she knelt at the alter and waited for their commands.  A booming voice rumbled as they called out to their goddess their sexual sacrifice given for all to please their queen.   

Strong hands lifted her as they all moved to surround her.  Robe were opened to reveal the flesh that would be using her tonight.  Hard steel lances ready for her as she was turned to face the wall and stripped of her undergarments.   One at a time these beasts ravaged her body.  Mauling hands, claiming teeth, brutal slams into her tender quivering core.   Nothing would soothe, she just held on to the stone as they owned her body.   She felt a soft wet tongue in her after parting her legs.  Looking down to see one of the female members lapping loads of cum from her pussy as others stepped behind and rammed their cocks in her once tight star.  Her ass stretched and filled with more eruptions she cried out.  That perfect mix of pain and pleasure swirling in her.   

When her legs finally gave out she was carried back to the alter and laid there for continued play.   Choked with cock stuffed in her mouth, the feel of lashes from floggers against her bruised body.   She was completely drained.   

Wine was now poured as every hole of hers was dripping from their lustful desires.  The stood around her limp body raising their glasses in celebration of the goddesses blessings in her sacrifice.  Wine was poured over her body and they all drank from her skin, then as the last drop was licked from her body they filed out through the other passage.  Leaving her alone in the dark unable to move.  She had been blessed! 

You were with friends at a gallery event late last night when you were admiring several erotic pieces.  You let the conversation on how talented and arousing the artist’s work was to you.  Little did you realize she was standing beside you with a few critics discussing her vision.  She looked over at the velvet voice praising her and immediately excused herself to walk over to you.  When she introduced herself you blushed that she heard your fawning over one of her paintings.  “I had hoped it would sell for a few thousand dollars tonight but I want you to have it, on one condition.” you heart fluttered in excitement by her light touch on your arm as you talked.  “Pose for me tomorrow in my studio” you shook your head in disbelieve as your friends encouraged you, you must.  So timidly you agreed as she smiled and bid you a good night.

The next morning you showered, shaved, powdered, and perfumed your body in preparation.  Struggling greatly on what to wear as you found nothing pleasing until you saw it.  Your long black trench, how artist it would be to show only wearing this.  You couldn’t?  You would offend her?  But as your mind recalled her other pieces you knew you must.  A cab ride to her studio you walked in to a private session with her.  She boldly kissed you with a lovers passion then walked with you holding your hand over to the canvas room.  She smiled warmly as she pulled the ties off the coat to watch your creamy body slightly bare itself.  She let it sit on your shoulders as she admired you, the coat partially open teasing her senses.  She then unbuttoned her own blouse in hopes you would share a special bond during your time together.  Then she slipped the coat off of you as her top slid down her arms to settle against her arms.  You stood confident although your insides were turning.  

Every touch of her hand melted you, molded you.  When she was done painting you she did not turn and show it to you she just walked over and kissed you again.  That by far will be my most popular piece, I have never been so wet painting someone before.  You confessed your sexual adrenaline was rushing through your body.  She took your hand and led you to her bedroom and you found a new way to create beauty together in the heat of passion.

Coming home late to find the house oddly quiet until I head upstairs toward your room.  Then the soft voice moaning from behind the bedroom door.  I smile as you found my gift.  A little recording left for you when you were not looking.  You turned it on after your shower to find my deep voice:

Although I will be working late you will be in my mind in every moment babygirl.  Daddy will be thinking about all the things he plans to do your body tonight when I get home.  So put on something sexy and lay back on your bed.  Prepare that delicious body for my tongue, my mouth, my teeth, my hands, my fingers, and my cock.  Daddy is going to exhaust your body till all you can do is curl up against me and weep in my arms.

I stood there watching you wiggling on the bed not aware I was already home, replaying my message with the scent of your sex filling the room.  I loosen my tie as you feel my hands begin to open your legs.  “Daddy’s here!”