This story includes real happenings, dreams o' mine and pure fiction.
Well, ok, there is lots of fiction and not really much real happenings
in this story, but who cares? Names are changed and you won't, never
ever, get the real names ;-)

You may not publish it anywhere without my permission, you may not
change it nor use extracts in own writings.


The Massage (Part 1) (MF,anal,cons,femdom,oral,toys,play doctor,nurse)

One nice summer day I got a call from Tanya, an old friend from school to
come over to her for a cup o' tea or so. As I was bored stiff working for
an exam (I was studying computer science) I, of course, agreed, grabbed
myself some wheels (yea, I got my own car) and drove the 10 kilometers to
her.

There she stood just like I had imagined her from school days, blonde long
hair waving around her d-sized breasts, her sparkling blue eyes shining
towards me, a nice smile on her reddish lips (she never wore much lipstick,
only lip-gloss) and she welcomed me with a big hug pressing herself against
me. As she went inside, my eyes wandered over her luscious curves and just
then I realized how perfectly her clothes fit her. On her feet she wore a
pantyhose (or was it stocings?), covering her long and sheer legs in white,
then came a blue skirt reaching to her knees and further up a top covered
her chest, showing her navel proudly. Still she showed much cleavage.

Just as my eyes reached her head again, she turned around quickly, her hair
flying around her head, showing her neck, and asked me to have a seat on the
couch, she'd bring something to drink. Just moments after, she was back in
the living room, two cups of tea in her small hands and placed them on the
small table in front of me. She seated herself next to me, her leg touching
mine slightly, and we talked about old times for a while.

  Back at school she sometimes, when I was sitting on some chair studying,
  came up behind me and put her hands on my shoulders slowly massaging them
  and pulling them back towards her body. My shoulders touched her stomach
  and my head rested on her breasts which, back then, already were about
  c-sized. Sometimes I looked up into her face, pushing my head further into
  her breasts, while she gave me a warm smile back, it was a wonderful time.
  Having her around always aroused me because of those moments, I never knew
  when she appeared again moving her hands over my neck and shoulders, giving
  my muscles some rest and relaxation.

  One time, I was sitting on a chair having the backside turned to the front,
  the prop between my legs which were spread wide, she suddenly was behind me,
  also sitting on a chair, and worked her miracle with her hands again. Her
  head was next to mine, her whole body pressing against my back, her legs on
  my sides, and this time her hands moved down my back, slowly massaging every
  single muscle to be found there. After her hands were about under her breasts
  (I could feel them against my back again), she stopped, leaned towards me
  again, rested her hands on my thighs and asked me something about what I was
  working there. I had a hard time answering her as normal while she slowly
  moved her hands forth and back over my thighs and one minute later she just
  stood up and went to her next lesson.

All these thoughts flew through my head while talking with her about the old
times. For some reason she could not (or didn't want to) keep her legs still,
the leg touching mine always moved up and down an inch ever so slowly, it was
driving me crazy.
The subject of our chat moved to more present times and I told her I still
sit for hours studying and that my back aches all the time. Of course I agreed
when she asked me if I wanted her to give me a massage. School days in mind,
I couldn't do anything but agree to anything she suggested.

She asked me to follow her and went up to her room. On the stairs I caught a
few glimpses of what was hidden underneath her skirt: it wasn't a pantyhose,
but stockings that covered her smooth legs, with an about 10cm long lacy part
holding them in position.

Once in her room she told me to have a seat, she'd be back in a jiffy and out
she was, leaving the door open a bit. She had a big bed standing there, enough
room for at least two people on it, with blue satin covers. Next to the bed
there was a small table with a small lamp on it, there was one window in that
room pointing towards the danube, which flows through that city she lives in.

Just while I looked out of the window I suddenly felt her hands on my hips
sending a cold shiver throughout my body. She told me to take off my t-shirt
and lay down on her bed so she could give me my massage. I did so and as soon
as I was lying there I knew where she had been, leaving me in her room some
moments ago. She poured something freezing cold on my back, which must be some
sort of oil. While the cold liquid slowly went down my back, she darkened the
window (closed the shutter), switched on the small lamp next to the bed, turned
off the big light in her room, closed and locked the door and let the key slide
between her breasts. It was about then I realized she had something in mind for
me.

She slowly came towards the bed, got up on it, put the bottle with the oil on
her nightstand and seated herself on me, her knees near my ribcage and her
ass on mine, slowly shifting forth and back on it and then started working her
nice but still cool hands into my neck and shoulders, every now and then
pulling a trace upwards out of that small puddle of oil resting on my back.
She slowly proceeded down my back, altering between working hard and caressing
with almost not touching me, in few words: she teased me real bad ;-)

When she was about half way down my back, her ass slowly drifting downwards to
my legs, she told me the jeans I wore wouldn't feel comfortable to her and
asked me if she might take them off. Sure thing I told her to do anything she
wanted if she just continued with my back. She cleaned her hands on my ribcage,
moved her knees downwards, right near my knees, and put her hands to my zipper
slowly unzipping it. Then she opened the button and slowly pulled my jeans
downwards, with both hands inside, caressing my rock-hard member through my
panties (I wear plain ones). Then, after removing my jeans completely and
throwing them on the floor near the bed, she asked if I wanted her to take
something off, too. I told her her skirt tickled and she should take it off,
but she just said "if it tickles, it stays on", seated herself on me again,
this time one knee between my legs pushing upwards gently, and continued with
my back.

While working her way further down my back towards my ass, she lowered her ass
onto my leg and I felt her being quite wet, but still wearing panties (with
her, you could never know for sure!). Her hands reached the waistband of my
panties and went under it immediately, pulling the back of my panties down
over my ass and leaving it there. She took her time massaging lots of oil into
my ass, and some of it went down the crotch, over my anus and to my balls. She
slowly pulled down my panties, threw them to my shirt and jeans and worked her
hands down between my legs, massaging some oil into my balls. Then she finished
her work with my legs and feet (of which she took off the black socks I wore),
told me to turn my head to the wall, to close my eyes and to stay like that
until she told me to do something else. That sounded like fun to me, so I
obeyed and waited, being totally relaxed.

I could hear her doing something with her clothes, perhaps taking them off,
then the doors of maybe the closet and again something with her clothes. I
heard doors two times again and then she told me she wanted to play a game.

  Back at school we used to play a game, it's always a girl playing it with a
  boy. It's called "you shy?" and works like this: the boy sits somewhere,
  the girl puts her hand on his knee and asks him "you shy?". If he answers
  "no", she moves her hand up a bit (like half an inch) and asks again. Her
  hand, of course, goes further up his inner thigh, always towards his member,
  until he answers "yes" and the game ends. Tanya also played this game with
  me several times. Once (when I was in a bad mood) she didn't get away from
  my knee and when I was in a real good mood she sometimes got up till she
  could (and did) touch and caress my balls through my trousers. About then
  the teachercame in and lessons started again. So nothing much happened but
  I was aroused all day and looking at Tanya didn't make it better ;-)
  
All those "bad" thoughts could not prepare me for what I was about to be
played with. She told me to keep my eyes shut and to turn my head towards her.
Then she gave me a quick kiss on my lips and told me to open my eyes. She was
still bent down towards me, giving me a good view right on her chest, then
stood up and told me we were about to play doctor. She still had her legs
covered in those white stockings, looking upwards she was clothed in a white
gown that looked like a doctor's one. I'm sure she got it from her dad who
is a biologist and always wears such ones. The top buttons were opened,
revealing she took off her top and wore a white lacy bra. I looked down again
and saw a white doctor's box standing next to her on the floor which she must
have gotten from her little sister. With a devilish smile on her beautiful
face she told me the key to her room's door was now hidden elsewhere while
resting her hands on her crotch covered under that gown. So she must be
wearing panties, I thought.

She kept the room dark like it was, put the doctor's suitcase on the nightstand
and opened it, telling me to sit up, she had to listen to my heartbeats.
Looking into that suitcase I saw there was not just the standard kiddie's
stuff inside, but some other things, too. Immediately she took my head into her
hands, looked deep into my eyes and told me to keep my head straight forward.
She grabbed a stethoscope (a real one) from the box and started using it against
my chest. While doing that, she sat near me. With the stethoscope and a watch,
she took my pulse and told me she had to test something.

She spread my legs (I was still naked from the massage), kneeled between them,
her head only inches away from my throbbing cock, opened another button on her
gown and put the stethoscope to my chest again. Slowly she undid one button
after the other and finally I could see her panties mached her bra and stockings,
also white and with lots of lace. After that she licked her lips until they were
real wet and slowly moved her head towards my cock, always smiling like a little
devil. She put out her tounge and touched the head of my cock, which immediately
moved away from the touch.

While teasing me with her tounge like this, she used her free hand to guide my
feet under her gown and to her nice ass, indicating me to slowly caress it with
my feet. I could feel she must be wearing string panties because her ass was
uncovered against my feet. Then she put her hand around my cock and pulled back
the foreskin, holding it like that, and moved her head closer to my cock's head,
constantly licking around the tip with her tounge. Soon her lips touched the
head and she started kissing it gently, still tickling me with her tounge. Then,
all of a sudden, she moved her head away, looked at her watch ad took the pulse
again.

She told me my pulse rised quite well and asked if we should try to raise it
even higher. Of course I agreed. I was so horny at this moment, I'd done quite
everything. She looked into her doc's box and grabbed a thermometer. It was
an unusual big one, at least one cm in diameter, if not two. One of the kiddie's
things. Then she took some small glass bottle out of her doc's box, must be
some kind of lubricant, and poured some of that jelly stuff onto the tip of
the thermometer. I knew what she was into now...

She put some extra lube on her index finger and spread my legs with her other
hand, telling me to move to the edge of the bed, to lie on my back with my ass
half in the air. I did so and rested my self on my elbows so I could see what
she was doing. Again that devil's grin on her face as she touched my anus with
her lubed finger, slowly and gently lubricating my back door. Every now and
then she pushed her finger in a bit, just to the first knuckle or so.

After I was well-lubed, she took the thermometer and told me she had to dake my
temperature. Of course she had to take it rectally, for maximum precision. She
had the thermometer in the hand with the lubed finger and slowly pushed it
against my back entry, telling me to relax. As I did relax, it went in smoothly,
sending a tingling through my body I never felt before (my ass was a virgin
till that moment). She must have seen or felt that, because her devilishness
grew even bigger, I could see that! She kissed and licked my balls while slowly
pushing that thermometer further and further in, licking upwards to my shaft and
to my cock's head.

Once she reached the head, she took it between her teeth smiling broadly, and
slowly pushed the thermometer out again, always twisting it. She pulled the
head towards her slowly with her teeth until it started to hurt a bit (it won't
go further), released her teeth and closed her lips around it again. The moving
the thermometer in and out got faster as her licking at the tip of my cock and
the sucking got more and more wild. She must have sensed I was close to cumming,
because she suddenly stopped all movements, her mouth still around my cock, the
thermometer almost all way in, and took her free hand to listen to my heartbeat
with the stethoscope again (which still was plugged into her ears). The other
hand released the thermometer, which slowly drifted out, and she looked at her
watch again.

Some moments later she told me the pulse rised again real high and she wanted
to raise it even higher. While telling me so, she removed her gown, grabbed
herself a chair and seated herself directly in front of me. She pulled out the
thermometer and threw it back in the doc's box. She took out some rubber strings
thingy and told me to lie down and relax. This thingy was one rubber ring which
she pulled over my cock's head, and a bigger string with some kind of seal that
was attached to the small ring. She locked this one behind my back, right under
my ass cheeks. I immediately saw what this thing was meant for... it held my
foreskin back, my cock up and the blood in the cock for it to keep as stiff as
humanly possible.

She sat back on her chair, I rested myself on my elbows again, still lying on my
back, and she lifted her sweet feet towards mine, caressing them real gently,
moving up with her feet, up my legs on the inside. At my knees she stopped and
moved down again. Damn that tickled! But she told me if I remained still, it
would be much better, so I did my best, almost exploding, feeling that extreme
hunger for release. Once her stockings-covered feet reached my bare ones, she
moved up again, ever so slowly, sitting there in just stockings, bra and panties.
She tickled across my knees and up my inner thighs until she reached my balls,
tickling them with her toes.

Her feet moved up my shaft, over the rubber ring till to the head where she
stopped moving again. She told me I was very brave because I did not move much
and took off her bra. She stood up, got on the bed, her bra in her hand, and
seated herself behind me, my head resting on her crotch and her legs on my
head's right and left, her feet standing on my stomach. She sat, her back
against the wall, on the bed and pulled me towards her a bit so my head was
resting on her crotch again.

Then she moved her feet down my stomach and up my cock again. Directly in
front of my eyes, her breasts were dangling, the sthetoscope in between,
and as her feet massaged my cock's head again, she took her bra and put it
into my mouth. She said I asked to much although I really haven't been
talking much since in her room... well, she seemed to be enjoying what she
did to me and I, sure as hell, was too. So I let her gag me. She slowly
bent forward a bit and put the stethoscope on my chest again, her breasts
dangling just inches away from my face, while still wrapping my very hard
cock in her feet and rubbing it hard. Suddenly she stopped and told me my
pulse didn't rise much. She placed her feet near my ass and just let me
lie there, gagged and with my throbbing cock standing straight up, held
in position by that rubber thingy and told me not to move. She stood up
on the bed and slowly, teasingly, took off one of her white stockings.
She held it at the tip and let the lace part slide over my stomach, up and
down... suddenly you could clearly see she had an idea because she smiled
broadly.

She reached into her panties and got the key out (remember? the key to her
locked room), put it into this stocking, holding it at the lace part, and
let the key slide down to the tip of the stocking. Then she pulled her
panties down, let them fall to her ankles, and -can you believe it?- put
the tip of that stocking, with the key in it, into her pussy, slowly
pushing it in. She slowly pushed in more and more of that stocking until
just the lace band remained outside and pulled her panties up again. She
adjusted the lace band of her stocking that it was totally covered by the
panties and told me I would have to get that key later... with my mouth!

She took off the stethoscope, threw it to the doc's box and took off her
second stocking, revealing her second, silky smooth leg to me. She took
this stocking and pushed it over my cock, just like you normally push it
over your leg to take it on. That looked strange and seemed boring to me
until she held my cock through the stocking slightly while pulling at the
stocking's tip, pulling it towards my face. Let me describe this feeling:
it feels like more than air, but less than something solid brushing over
my cock's head, incredibly tingling, just like a thousand really small
needles being pinned into my whole cock, it's not pain, but it's more than
just a feeling, well it's almost like pain, but tons better. My cock feels
really cold, but you know it's definitely not ;-)

She did this a few times, slowly, too slowly, painfully slowly, and again
sensed I was ready to cum, because she pulled it off and put it on my
stomach. She moved her mouth towards mine and kissed me, grabbing her bra
with her teeth, and while pulling away again, she pulled her bra back out
of my mouth, dripping wet as it was, and put it back on, covering her
breasts in this slimy-wet thing. Then she removed the rubber thingy from
my cock (did I mention the stocking lying on my stomach was wet from precum?)
and threw it to the doc's box.

My cock now was almost lying on my stomach, still hard, and she lay on top
of me, her bra-covered breasts, wet of saliva, on my chest and her panties-
covered crotch with the key inside on my cock. Her feet immediately started
playing with mine like wild, her hips moving up and down, her panties
rubbing on my now very sensitive cock, and at the other side my cock was
rubbing against that stocking lying between it and my stomach. She locked
her lips on mine and wildly kissed me while rubbing harder and harder over my
cock with her panties. After less than a minute I came, and how I came! She
didn't stop rubbing my cock real har until I begged her to stop, then she sat
up and moved her ass up over my cock, always pressing against it, until she
sat in that puddle of cum on the stocking lying on my stomach. There she
slid forth and back quite a while, while sliding back she always touched
my cock's head, until her panties were alle covered in cum as her bra was in
saliva.

She stood up, grabbed the dripping wet stocking and dried my throbbing cock
with it a bit, and then put it into her already wet bra, covering both tits.
She told me to get up and asked me if I wanted to have a shower. I answered
"sure I want, I NEED a shower" and she told me "unfortunately, the door is
locked, can you think of a way to get to the shower?" while grinning again...
Tanya wanted me to kneel in front of her and pull her cum-covered panties down.
With my teeth. I never tasted cum before and was a bit scared it might taste
bad, but there ws no way of escape but pulling these down, tasting myself, and
so I did pull them down. There I saw the lacy part of that now surely dripping
wet stocking hanging out of her crotch, which she also wanted me to pull out
with my teeth, but upwards, guiding it over her proudly erect clit with my
fingers. She almost couldn't manage to keep standing as I did so, there must
have been real much tension in her, driving me crazy and getting nothing until
now...

She shuddered and shivered wildly, grabbing my hair and pulling my head towards
her stomach as I pulled up slowly. My face reached her wet bra which already
grew cold while she still pressed my head into her and suddenly the key came
out of her, while she pressed my face into her breasts even harder. She didn't
come yet, I guess, because she told me to push it back in like it was and to
pull it out again. As I had it half way in, she told me to stop and to get the
other one, too. She handed me the wet stocking out of her bra and told me to
make a small knot to attatch it to the other one. You should have seen her face
as the knot slid in and I would have wanted to see her face as it popped out
again!While pulling out I, again, reached her breasts, held the stockings in
place with my hands and grabbed the knot with my teeth to pull further. She went
completely mad! After pulling them (with the knot) out some times she shouted
"eat me", which I did my best to do to her satisfaction ;-) I licked her clit
while fingering her pussy real deep and it didn't take long (just a few moments)
until she came, screaming for more.

After we were both calm again, she opened the door and we, both still in the
nude, went to the bathroom for having a shower.

...continued in the_massage2.txt



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