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 MAIL ME! I want to know if you like the story! Any suggestions/comments/questions/... are welcome! Feel free to send me a mail: nowheremaneverywhereonthenet@gmx.net -Noman-