Magic Hand  

rm_goodcatalone 51M
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4/8/2006 8:29 am

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6/17/2006 6:36 am

Magic Hand


You are already on the subway to midtown and still cannot make your mind about this. How stupid of you to agree to this! Should I go back? You almost turn to exit, but stay… No, it’s impossible… What if it’s a trap and I am going to be and killed?! What if it’s going to be this nasty, smelly, fat and lumpy man? He will want to touch me, oh my God ‒ what am I doing…
But he did not come across as that… He was unbelievably romantic and so sensual… He can bring me to orgasm with just a few words sometimes, slow, slow building up to climax. What imagination! He cannot be ugly or dangerous... Still, there is a mess in your head and wetness between your legs… What to do, whom to ask?
It’s your stop and you step out, almost falling over and laughing at yourself... What the hell, I am an adult and the place I am going to is way too upscale. It should be all right; I can always stop and go back. I will be fine. But what an excitement! Who could have ever thought that a good girl like me would try something like this? It’s new me, I am full of life and desire and joy! Still, what if… No, I was promised no light, no sex either ‒ just a bit of talk and maybe touch of hand, the magic hand I was promised (how did I agree to that… I wonder)
You are almost there; you come to the desk and ask (your voice is trembling) if something was left for Alisa. Yes, the older guy behind the counter hands you an envelope. You walk away and look inside - a key and small note with a room number ‒ 1556. Must be all the way up on the 15th floor.
You look around. It’s bright and crowded, so many tourists this season. It got too warm too fast this year and they fly in like pigeons. Fat and loud, they are walking around oblivious to everything.
It’s now or never. I cannot go back and not even try. I will regret not trying all my life. You bring up all your strength and move to the elevator. Press 15. Waiting… Why is it so slow? Don’t they see I can fall anytime? I am too hot, sweating, wet all over… Oh my God, how do I look?! You look in the shiny surface in front of your face and take out lipstick… - faster, faster, a touch here and here. OK. Bing-bing… The elevator came. You take a couple of deep breaths and step in. A few obvious tourists get in with you. Old lady, another one, a girl… Someone else is behind. But who cares! It’s up and up and up now…!
They get out on the 10th. Of course, there is a restaurant there. It’s up and up again. You look in the mirror to the left ‒ your face is all flushed. Wowhhhh… Another deep breathe…
It stops - 15th floor. You get out and hear someone getting out too. You are afraid to look… Where is the sign? Here it is ‒ 1556 is on the left. You walk there; your legs feel soft as butter. The person behind is not turning… You turn around! An old man… you laugh hysterically and he gives you the look. Let him pass… He looks back disapprovingly.
Of course, he thinks I am a whore! With the stockings and high-heels and the low cut blouse… The skirt is not too much though… Who cares, I want to feel like a whore! You are walking upright and almost proudly now.
You get to the door 1556 and pause. One more deep breathe, another one… You slide the key and push the door open!
It’s quiet inside, no ‒ a bit of music somewhere… Wow, it’s big suite! You hear a soft voice inside saying, “Come in…” “Go to the left, toward the music…” You are carefully walking through the dark corridor and turn left… There is a room with a bed in the middle… It’s almost completely dark with a small spotlighted circle on the bed… It’s even hard to tell the colors around… Soft music is playing, but seems like far away…
“Please, please, come in…” Same voice. A man.
You are excited, but not afraid. It does not look dangerous, so far everything is as promised… The voice is soothing, deep, and sexy… you now notice. He is well prepared, you have to give him that…
You walk in and sit down on the edge of the bed. There is a small table with champagne in a bucket and a tall glass next to it. “Please, pour for yourself, Alisa”. You suddenly feel that your moth is dry… Why not? You pour yourself a full glass and gulp it down. “You seem really thirsty…” He chuckles. You are a bit embarrassed and say defiantly “What are you drinking?” “I would not dream to drink today. Today is all about you…” You pour another glass and sip a bit.
“Please feel comfortable, relax, would you like to eat something? There is some fruit there too.” You notice a bowl of fruit next to the bucket. It is really dark here, but that is exactly what you asked for. That was the condition.
Your head is really spinning now and all of a sudden the voice is a bit more forceful: "You came here for pleasure. Do you want it?" Oh, you cannot you cannot you cannot say No to this... "Yesss..." - you whisper. "Please say it again." - "Yes". You are now sure and completely under the spell, you are ready to do anything... anything at all...
"Please, undress and lie down under the light..." You want to object, but nothing comes out of you, not a sound. You move your hand to the buttons and start undoing them. You do not feel any will inside, any resistance, just simple following the steps - one button, next, next... It slips off your shoulders down to the floor. Music is playing, the smell of incenses is in the air, and no sound comes from the darkness... You slowly take your skirt off, then bra... Trying to move sexy now and please whoever is watching, swaying your hips, dancing slightly to the music... You are now in absolute sexual trance... "All of it my love, please..." The voice is hoarse now…
You hesitate just a bit more and take the stockings off, shoes, and finally panties....
Sudden realization comes across your mind - you are completely naked in this room in front of a man in darkness... Fear jumps to your heart and you try to cover your breasts and naked pussy. "Do not be afraid, relax, and lie down." The voice is firm, but nice and calm... Still not convinced you lie down, still trying to cover your body with your hands. "You are so beautiful... So sensual..." Cool satin cover relaxes you just as the voice keeps calming you down... The spotlight is just small circle of light around your bellybutton. The rest of the room is dark dark dark… Your mind swims away, you float weightlessly without a single thought. Even desire abandoned you… You slowly move your hands down and relax…

I move closer to you, staying in the darkness. I slowly extend my hand and touch a small toe…
It feels like a jolt of electricity! It hits all of your body at once, you are arching your back, and deep guttural sound escapes from your lips… Agrhhahhh…
You are ready, ready to feel and give and to take… You need it to continue… Just, please, please, please go on! Do not stop! Your mind is screaming, but no words come out…
I start moving my fingers up, gliding across your silky skin, smooth and cool and burning and… My desire is unbearable, but I can control it ‒ to pleasure you, to give you more and more. I trace your curves, under your knees, inner thighs, and bottom of your tummy… Ahhh, you sigh with every touch, your eyes closed you move the tip of the tongue across your lips…
I can barely see the contour of your face in the dark. It is so beautiful! I cannot make the details, bit it is just as I expected it ‒ slightly round, white skin, dark eyelashes and eyebrows, really Asian features. You are a cat, Chinese cat…
My hand is now under your breasts, getting closer to the sensitive nipple… It stands in attention, hard and so ready for caressing! You move slightly to meet my fingers, your mouth wide open, you are ready for touch… I move away from it and you growl in disappointment! I move higher to your neck and shoulders and back again, lower to the other side and leg, below your bellybutton, inner thigh again, the knee, under it… You squirm under my magic hand moving you hips up and down… I touch the bottom of your foot. It tickles almost painfully. More and more touches, now coming randomly in different places all over your body. You keep guessing, anticipating, willing it to come in more sensitive place every time… Please, please, please… You moan and sigh with grimace of suffering on your face, but it is also a mask of pure desire…
Finally, one of the touches lands really close to your nipple, the fingers start circling around it… Your body moves in unison, trying to move your chest so that the teasing finger gets closer to the middle… Aahahah-aa, it lands right there on the sweetest of spots! And it stays there for a while… You now move pleasuring yourself, feeling the lust and wetness in your pussy, burning sensation in your belly… And it moves away, going to teasing again… Why!? “Please…”, you actually say it now…
More touches here and there, and the nipples again. The magic hand stops longer now, rolling your nipples slightly between forefinger and a thumb… More and more often now… Nothing else exists in your mind, just that sensation of full abandon of self. Full immersion in sex…
I move slowly again, using my nails now ‒ nice clean line to the sweet darkness between your legs. It is so hot and wet and I am not even close yet. You are trying to lock your legs, to resist… but it is more like a full invitation… You are flowing your sweet juices on the cover… It feels like honey, the scent of it is the most powerful feeling in the air of this pleasure chamber.
You are opening a bit expecting a strong touch, but I am not done yet, still teasing… More nipple touches, nail traces the neck and earlobes, your velvet cheek, shoulder, underarms, arms, wrists, palms, nipples again… My hand slides lower, your essence concentrated in it… Slight, almost imperceptible glide over you moist pussy lips… It does not come as a shock, but more like a wave of anticipation. You moan, in your weightless trans-like state hoping it goes forever and ends soon ‒ so you can come, come, come…
My hand is no longer teasing. It is demanding, insistent, lustful. I apply more pressure now ‒ on your nipples, around your pussy lips, close and closer. You are moving freely, legs wide open, trying to catch my hand and pull it to your clit… You moan loudly: “Please, please, please ‒ do not stop ‒ make me come!” “I will do anything for you, I do not care, just make me come!”
Suddenly, I obey ‒ I touch the magic button ‒ hot and wet between your legs. It strikes you as a lightning ‒ you arch your back letting out a lustful scream!
I am not sure if I exist ‒ it is all in my hand on the tips of my fingers. We move as one now, my hand and your body, hips and legs. You moved around so much that the circle of light is right on the spot. You pussy and my hand, shining with your sweet honey juice, surrounded by almost complete darkness…
You place both your hands on the nipples squeezing and rolling them between your fingers, trying to bring it closer. I go full speed ‒ pressing and circling and twitching your clit. We both can feel a wave of pleasure getting closer and closer, finally hitting your lower belly inside, streaming through your body, splashing around, burning inside… You come, come, come… It arrives almost like a relieve, so much energy spent to build it up…
Your eyes still closed, bliss feeling in every bit of your body, time crawling ‒ you hear the door close somewhere afar. The stranger left.
You jump off the bed, grab your cloths lying around, stumbling in darkness, afraid to look for the light switch, wanting to leave as soon as possible… Barely dressed you scramble to the door, nobody outside, quickly to the elevator. Thank God, no one is there… You look in the mirror at your shining red face, still flush with desire. You look like a stranger to yourself, you have never seen this person before… You straighten the skirt and blouse, brush your hair quickly, and apply some lipstick.
It’s over and it’s just the beginning.

catalisa2 50F
1 post
4/10/2006 7:25 pm

I love it. it is so wonderful, romantic and exciting.
I'd love to see the next part.....


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