I Need Release: Erotic Massage Therapy: Tantric Yoni Massage

His finger curls inside, hitting my G-spot and making me moan, loud.

"This is called the sacred spot," says Carlos softly.

*Warning:* This 4000+ word erotic story has a happy ending on the massage table, contains graphic language, and explicit descriptions of sexual activity including yoni massage, fingerfucking, excruciatingly slow Tantric sex, and more. Intended For Mature Audiences 18+ Only.

Erica was once in a car accident and her back still bothers her to this day. She has a weekly appointment with her massage therapist, Carlos. But when things at work and at home get to be a little too much, Erica comes to her appointment too stressed to be relaxed by Carlos's usual massage. He asks her if she's ever had a Tantric massage...

EXCERPT:

"This pillow is for behind your head," says Carlos, placing one there. "This one is for under your hips. And I'll be right back with two more pillows..."

My pussy is elevated in the air, feeling the breeze. I feel exposed, but also free.
The last two pillows go under my knees.

"Spread your legs, please," Carlos says. "And breathe. Deep, even breathing."

I do what he says, and he slicks his hands in massage oil again. He waits a few moments, just watching me breathe. My breasts lift with each deep breath.

He places his slick hands on my stomach and begins to gently run his hands along me. My ribcage, my chest, my breasts, my inner thighs... he touches me everywhere. Pleasure floods my body. His hands run over my breasts, squeezing them in his slick hands. Electricity shoots from my nipples to my pussy.

I feel trickles of massage oil landing on my pussy's mound. His hands are there, cupping my vulvu and rubbing it. Then his fingers are squeezing the outer lips of my vagina. His thumb and index finger carefully trace my outer lips, then my inner lips. I open my eyes and see him looking back at me. Carlos, this amazing, hot man, with his fingers tantalizingly dancing on my pussy.