My lover and I were planning on a long overdue late-afternoon delight, and I wanted to make it special for him. I took the day off from work to make sure everything was in place for our rendezvous. I knew he had been having a hectic few weeks, and I was eager to relax every muscle in his body, and to satisfy his appetite for more than just food. I decided to transform my home into a geisha house, complete with Japanese music, flowers and incense.
My sweetie arrived right on time. He was intrigued to see me dressed as a geisha, in a kimono, with my hair in a chignon.
I bowed politely to him and knelt down to untie his shoelaces. I asked him not to speak as I undressed him. When he was down to his briefs, I helped him on with the black silk kimono I had bought for him. I lightly kissed him on the lips before leading him to his hot bath, which I scented with jasmine. The bath was lit only by candles, which cast a romantic glow over his body as I disrobed him once again.
He stepped into the bath, and I knelt down beside the tub so as not to wet my kimono. I sponged his back and trickled warm water down the nape of his neck.
I could feel not only the warmth from the bathwater, but also the heat from my lover’s body. I reached down to stroke his cock, which rapidly grew under my touch.
Restraining myself, I helped my darling out of the tub and dried him off. As much as I wanted him, I knew I had to wait. I rubbed the towel over his head, then down his chest and back to his tight bottom, and then around to his firm cock. I took special care to be gentle. I wanted him in my mouth, but I waited.
Finally I led him to my bedroom, which was also filled with candles scented with honeysuckle, the bed covered with rose-colored satin sheets. I laid my lover on his back and began his special massage.
With warm oil, I gently caressed his temples to relax him and take all his cares away. I worked my way down to his shoulders, and then to his chest. I couldn’t resist the temptation to nibble on his nipples, which obviously excited him.
With well-lubricated hands, I massaged his thighs, being careful not to jostle his treasure. With every stroke of my hand I watched his cock grow larger and larger. I wanted him badly, but first things first. I finished this part of the massage by licking his toes, which made him laugh.
I then moved back to his jewel. I poured warm oil on my hands and massaged his cock until it was hard and hot. I licked the tip of that rigid rod and tasted his pre-come, his distillate of love. Then I kissed and licked my way up to his lips. His hot tongue filled my mouth until I could almost feel it down my throat.
I straddled my lover so that he could untie my kimono and pull the pins from my chignon to undo my hair. He knew what was hiding behind the satin garment. My breasts flowed from my robe into his hands. He immediately brought his lips to my nipples, sucking on them as if he were eating a peach and savoring its juice. As always, his ministrations excited me. He did know how to please.
I pressed my soaking pussy against the hardness of his cock. I wanted him inside me, but we weren’t finished playing games. My darling was now as aroused as I was. He laid me down on the bed, laying his hot, sweaty body across mine. He swung his balls above my face, lowering them to my mouth so I could lick and suck them. He fingered my clit as I did so. Our moaning was melodic.
After a while we rolled over, and now I was on top. I placed my wet pussy over his face. He sucked and nibbled at my clit, pleasuring me with his mouth until I was begging him to fuck me. In keeping with the Japanese theme, he took me from behind as I crouched on all fours. The sensation was incredible as we moved in harmony.
But both of us wanted more. My greatest desire was for my sweetheart to fuck me in my waiting ass. He was the only one with whom I would indulge in this pleasure.
With the warm oil, I lubricated his fingers as well as his throbbing cock. He used his fingers to relax me, sticking first one, then two up inside me. I moaned with anticipation as he moved them in and out to pave the way for his treasure. Finally he guided his rigid cock into my inviting asshole, pushing and pulling as I urged him on with my cries of joy. The slapping sound of his hips meeting my buttocks with each deep thrust was music to our ears. It was glorious, ferocious and elegant, all at the same time.
Although I longed for my darling to come inside me, I made no protest when he withdrew his slippery cock from my ass, for this was his day of pleasure. When he placed his tool at my mouth I licked that pulsating pole until he begged me to caress it with my lips. His firm cock soon disappeared into my mouth and down my throat. He fucked my face as I sucked him harder, his cock touching the back of my throat. When he was ready, his body trembled and his sweet, warm juice flowed down my gullet. He tasted like dessert before dinner, and I didn’t waste a drop.
My sweetie and I, totally satisfied, rested like a pair of Mandarin idols on the warm satin sheets. When the doorbell rang, I knew it would be another geisha, delivering not only our sushi and rice wine, but also one of my lover’s long-deferred fantasies.
As my sweetheart sat propped up on the bed, our geisha entered the bedroom. She untied my robe and cupped my breasts in her hands. She kissed and licked my sensitive mounds, making my nipples hard once more. It was my first time with a woman and I was a little nervous, but I knew my lover was thrilled to see such a display. I had determined to fulfill his every desire–and I must admit to a bit of curiosity on my own part.
Our geisha moved me to the foot of the bed, where she motioned me to sit. She gently pushed my shoulders down and spread my legs apart. With her hands, she tickled my mound and spread my lips apart enough for her tongue to find my clit. She gave me a tongue bath, coating my clit with honey and licking off every drop. I was soon moaning in sheer ecstasy.
This excited my beloved, who was now pulling on his ever-growing cock. He begged to join in, and I would deny him nothing. As our geisha tongued me, he again pushed his thick, hard cock into my mouth. He fingered my nipples as I took him further and further down my throat. We were all moving in rhythm, my loins pushing up to meet our geisha’s tongue, and my lover’s cock pumping in and out of my mouth. Our bodies pulsed and shivered, and I held tight to my beloved’s thighs, the sensations taking me higher and higher, until we both crested and came together. It was a perfect moment.
Our geisha, her pleasurable task completed, straightened up, bowed politely and left.
My beloved was very satisfied with our afternoon delight, and so was I. We ended our day consuming the sushi and rice wine our geisha had delivered. My lover told me he was already wondering what I would come up with next time, saying that he didn’t think I could possibly top the pleasures of this wonderful afternoon.
Little does he know.–R.D., Chicago, Illinois
