Formerly beercat10

Damned be my very soul for one kiss,

Break my body and will upon the rack,

For there is not a need as mine for her,

And her ever lovely and elusive kiss…

Don’t let me wake to the crows feasting,

In dark harvest of flesh from my bones,

Cut deeply into me that I bleed my spirit,

That it may pour as life blood for her…

Garrote me with your suffocating kiss,

Embrace me so that my bones may break,

Strangle the life and love from my soul,

They say sex with the right person can be addictive.

Simone had treated herself to a massage at her favorite spa, La Maison Calme, to welcome the new year. Typically shy, she decided to go completely nude this time. Her glutes were quite tight. The masseuse, Marianne, had kind eyes and a soothing voice. As she worked Simone's muscles, she encouraged her to allow herself more self care. It had been more than a year since her last massage, her toes and fingernails were bare, her hair... salt and pepper... it was obvious that Simone wasn't someone who visited the spa or the salon often. She agreed with Marianne as she felt her tired body melt into the heated table.

After the massage, she headed to the steam room, wrapped in her towel. She had the room to herself and let her mind wander. She imagined what it might be like to have sex in the clouds of steam... two bodies... warm, wet, slippery, and needy... barely able to see eachother through the heavy mist. Her lover bending over the half wall and taking her from behind.

Afterwords, in the shower, Simone could hear other guests chatting right outside her stall... friends catching up together. Her awareness shifted into her body. Her flesh... now relaxed and supple was softly caressed by the water raining down on her bare skin. Her sex... buzzing with energy... called for attention. She slid her soapy hands over her breasts... circling her roundness... kneading her abundance where the masseuse could not. She teased and pinched her hard, pointed nipples... twisting them in both directions... the bit of pain shooting arousal straight into her core.... Her hands traced her wet curves... over her waist... her belly... her hips.... her smooth buttocks.

She rinsed the soap from her hands and put two fingers in her mouth, coating them in saliva and transferring the wetness to her already slick sex, tracing her inner labia. Her fingers moved back and forth between each slippery set of lush lips... each silky mouth until she was ready for more.

She slithered the two fingers slowly... deep inside her needy slit... feeling the smooth, silken pink velvet of her tight walls squeezing them... her palm pressed tightly against her clean-shaven mound... firmly grabbing the flesh there as she worked her fingers inside of her.

The pressure quickly mounted... her sex tensed up tighter and tighter... squeezing her fingers... building the tension... until she reached the breaking point... and shattered suddenly into a million tiny raindrops... cascading down her body in wet ripples with the shower water... rolling pulses of pleasure and white light... her velvet walls trembling around her fingers....

Blissed out, her awareness returned to her surroundings... the soft din of conversation from the women in the locker room brought her back to reality. She finished washing up and hid her satisfied smile as she nonchalantly wrapped her spa robe around her and headed to the changing area... having secretly given herself her own happy ending.