I check in with reception after walking into my new favorite place to have my pussy steamed. I check in, make my herbal blend selection (this time I go for the erotic blend that enhances pleasure because why not?).
When my name is called, I follow Aja, who introduced herself as the yoni room special attendant. Upon entering, the lights are off and the room is only lit by the soft glow of a few lamps and there is soft, relaxing music weaving its way through the room. There seems to be 3 sections, all divided by ceiling to floor black curtains. I’m immediately relaxed and excited all at the same time.
Aja leads me to the middle section, and opens the curtain as I walk through. I’ve been here before so I know to get undressed from waist to ankles. She motions to the “seat” I’m to take, hands me my cover-up and tells me she will be back to check on me in a minute. Everything seems to be as it was before with the exception of me being alone. There is another woman who l notice checked in right before I did. She eyes me as I began to take off my bottoms. Maybe it’s the heat, the dark atmosphere or both but I decide to be a little adventurous and undress in front of her, walk over to my seat and sit with my legs spread wide open. Only then do I cover up and sneak a peak at this woman who is making the hairs on the back of my neck dance. Is that an appreciative smile I notice or the steam playing tricks on me? Hmmm
After sitting in my thoughts and stealing glances and this woman sitting across from me whose skin now seems to be glistening, Aja steps in through the curtain and tells us that they are short-handed and she will need to step away for a while to do a waxing, but she should be back before it’s our time is up. We both agree that we are fine and soon here the soft click of the door being closed and knowledge that she and I are now alone, both getting hotter by the minute (or is it just me?).
I’m not sure how much time has passed (60 seconds, maybe) before I decide to throw caution to the wind and my cover-up to the floor. Once I do, she looks looks me over then slowly (and seductively) removes her cover up, revealing to me one of the most beautiful pussies I have ever seen.
Almost in a trance, I walk over, with nothing but my top on, and slowly straddle her (now sharing the steaming pussy pot meant for one) as she looks at me with hooded eyes and her lips part as if she wants to say something but can’t get it out. Neither of us say a word as I lean forward and trace every inch of her lips with my tongue and they taste like the green tea sitting next to her, mmmm I love green tea. I hear a whimper, but at this point have no idea if it’s me or her. Hell, it doesn’t matter, I just need to feel her.
I lower my hand between us as I rock ever so softly in her lap and begin to trace circles around her clit. Around and around as I’m rocking (back and forth, back and forth). Her breathing begins to quicken and I take the opportunity to slide two fingers into her slick, hot pussy and they soon take on the rhythm of the music that seems to be softly pounding in my ears now. In and out, in and out, while I take my thumb and continue going around and around her now swollen clit. After a few minutes, she begins to shake and I just know there is a cry that wants to escape her throat as I begin to feel her pulsing violently around my fingers. As she opens her mouth, I cover it with mine and catch her moans with my tongue as it mingles with hers. Only then do I pull my fingers out of her as I’m almost certain her tongue is saying it’s my turn now…
Really hope you enjoyed my little fantasy and come back for Part 2!
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