A Yoni Massage indulgence just for her.

The chat started when he(M) reached out wanting to watch his wife be pleasured. Back and forth with slow progress until (F) joined the chat and I explained a Yoni Massage is all about her, not him or I. I am the lucky practitioner and he can watch.

F had many questions that included boundaries and discussions around fluid consent. We kept gravitating back to the key elements, trust us both and selfishly indulge.

A week later i arrived at their hotel in Fremantle, massage table in hand and a bag full of oils and fun.

She was gorgeous and radiant from a pre massage spa as I had suggested. She was also wearing an amazing bikini, as requested, older style with ties on the side and plenty still to unveil. Hubby fumbled nervously until we all shared a wine, discussed what the next 2 hours was going to look like and reconfirmed her rules and boundaries.

There was plenty of room for complete access around my massage table and the extra towels were soft and plush. I set the scene with some music and candles before reducing the lights to a minimum. Prior to me heading to the bathroom I advised F to remove what she didn’t need to wear and lie on her back covered in a towel.

When I returned there was no towel or bikini just a goddess lying naked on my massage table. Her breast were probably a C size and firm, nipples large and dark. I also noted they were already erect and will need breast play later. Her long dark hair buried into the pillow under her head. There was not a single other hair insight. She looked at me with the cheekiest of grins, teasing me to want more already.

I gently placed my hands on her flat stomach, asked her to close her eyes and guided her through Tantra breathing to help her relax and feel the excitement build throughout her entire body. We further connected through hand to hand touch and an essential foot massage. My self control in check I asked her to roll onto her front and focus on the music and breath.

M sat nearby propped up on the bed, I could see he was already playing with himself through his shorts.

Once face down I started like a normal massage firm pressure along her spine, feeling and attending to those tight spot. Ensuring her shoulders and neck got the attention they deserved. Slowly dripping warm essential oil based massage oil onto her back caused the first of many moans. A glance to M confirmed he was now naked and fixated on the slow deliberate methods being played out on his wife.

Long gentle strokes ensured her back was glistening in the candle light and her torso was well oiled before my attention moved to each arm, hand, finger and then gently back to the crease and sensitive area inside her elbows. The moaning was louder and a quick reminder to return to her breathing technique helped prolong the enjoyment.

Her legs went for miles and each got the equal attention they deserved. First it was firm pressure from the ankle to the top of her hamstrings where they joined her amazing butt. When I covered her in oil the strokes became slow and deliberate, from her feet across the back of her knees and up to her butt before continuing over her back and down each arm to her finger tips. One long stroke being repeated over and over again. Getting lighter with greater focus on every sensitive part.

As I spent along period of time massaging her butt she started lifting herself toward me. I slid an extra pillow under her hips elevating the area that soon needed attention. I slowly dripped lube between her cheeks and I thought she was going to explode already. I gently started stroking either side of her vagina carefully and patiently avoiding her clit but occasionally brushing her anus externally.

I moved two fingers to her opening and began slowly circling but not entering. This was too much for them both, he started groaning first and was now obviously cumming all over his eager fist. She was close but not quite where I wanted her. I turned my hand so my fingers faced downward and slowly slid two fingers into her very very moist yoni. I moved straight to her Gspot and the result was immediate, she came instantly clenching herself hard against my fingers. I didn’t move but pushed down with more pressure as her orgasm intensified. I held her until the wave started to subside.

At this point I started moving my fingers inside her, totally focussed on her Gspot until another orgasm totally consumed her body. As she rested she began thanking me. It was at this point I advised her we had just begun. A small drink break and I told her to roll over onto her back.

Part Two will take this journey to another level. Something she never expected.