extreme beastiality

CELEBRATING THE DOGGIE TANTRIC

Kumiko was a 21 year old Japanese exchange student studying at a junior college in California for the past year. Slim and petite yet shapely, with long silky black hair, she had the looks of a model but with a more demure personality. She never let her good looks go to her head, however, but took pride in looking her best, whether the occasion was for going out on the town clubbing, or staying at home watching videos on TV. As our story unfolds today, Kumiko was busy at her bathroom mirror, wearing a silk pink kimono half-robe which came down to her rear end and showed off her long smooth legs. She was applying some eye shadow as she prepared to welcome a special guest.

Kumiko’s classmate, Gwen, was a 30 year old woman who specialized in sensual tantric massage. Gwen dressed in a New-Age style, with lacey clothing and beads, and with her thick brown naturally curly hair, which was often adorned with flowers, Gwen had a somewhat “hippie” aspect to her, but her personality was warm and inviting. Kumiko met Gwen in a sociology class earlier in the school year, and Kumiko was impressed with how down-to-earth, peaceful and “centered” that Gwen was, and they became fast friends in the months that followed at school. Despite the language barrier at first, Gwen was always patient and understanding of Kumiko’s halting English, and she became like a big sister to Kumiko, helping her with her English studies and conversation skills.

When Gwen first mentioned about tantric massage during one of their many lunchtime conversations, Kumiko was interested to try it herself under the hands of an experienced practitioner. Despite her shy and unassuming appearance, Kumiko was keenly interested in expanding her horizons and experiencing new things. Tantric massage seemed so exotic and different to her, so she wanted to try it as soon as she had heard about it. She invited Gwen to come over this evening.

As she waited for Gwen to arrive, Kumiko poured herself a drink and sat on her couch, sipping and waiting as she watched the clock. Gwen would be here momentarily, she thought, and her heart raced in anticipation. Kumiko was not a lesbian, but she had an attraction to Gwen, this woman who seemed so free-spirited, so alive and at ease with herself. There was something alluring about Gwen that Kumiko could not quite identify, but Gwen seemed to somehow have a magnetic personality, attracting Kumiko to be close to her and spend more time with her.

In time, the doorbell rang. Kumiko sprang up to open the door to greet Gwen, who was wearing her usual antique-looking lacey dress, some oversized bead necklaces and a ring of flowers in her curly hair, toting a small duffle bag and accompanied by a medium sized unleashed dog, whose tail wagged happily as it stood quietly beside Gwen. Gwen smiled and greeted Kumiko with open arms and a hug at the door.

Kumiko didn’t like dogs much (she was more of a cat person, actually), and a look of disapproval briefly flashed over her face as she looked down over Gwen’s shoulder at the dog as the two women hugged each other. Gwen apologized for not telling Kumiko ahead of time, but she explained that her dog was her “special partner in the tantric massage experience,” and so she brought the dog along. Kumiko let Gwen and her well-mannered dog inside, closing the door behind them with a confused look on her face, and Gwen took a look around the living room and sat with her dog on the floor.

Kumiko came over from the door and stood before Gwen, who sat cross-legged next to her dog, which also was obediently sitting quietly on the floor, licking his lips and never taking his eyes off his master. Kumiko asked how Gwen’s dog would help. Gwen, with a twinkle in her eye, said, “Oh, you’ll see, Kumi my dear, you’ll see!” and patted Kumiko’s forearm and motioned for Kumiko to go to the bedroom in back, to prepare for the massage.

As they entered Kumiko’s bedroom, Gwen asked that Kumiko disrobe. Kumiko walked to the far side of her bed and let her silk robe fall quietly to the floor, wearing nothing else but her white panties. Kumiko instinctively hugged herself to shyly cover her bosom, and looked sideways toward Gwen, who had her back to Kumiko, and was already preoccupied with folding her dress onto the floor and slipping off her undergarments, as the dog sat nearby the bed with his tongue out, looking up adoringly at his master, his tail wagging happily, and making only the slightest panting noise.

Kumiko felt her shyness about her own nakedness melt away as she admired Gwen’s body. For a woman ten years older than her, Gwen seemed to be in good shape, and was actually lovely to look at, reminding Kumiko of a nude model for an art class. Gwen turned and smiled at Kumiko, and explained that “tantric massage is best experienced in the most relaxing and natural way possible, in the nude.” Gwen seemed to be very comfortable being nude, and carried herself with a gentle, graceful poise. To Kumiko’s relief, Gwen’s eyes did not linger on Kumiko’s naked body as she talked, but she exuded a spirit of acceptance, regardless of body type. It was apparent to Kumiko that Gwen was probably a nudist, or at least has been around other nude people, and regarded nudity as natural and nothing to be ashamed of.

Gwen went over and sat cross-legged upon the head of Kumiko’s bed, unpacked her small duffle bag, producing a bottle of cream, another bottle of aromatic massage oil, a few scented candles, and a small CD player with mood music on it. Gwen lit the scented candles one by one, blowing out the match slowly and with graceful elegance, and placed each candle on the bed stands on either side of the bed. Gwen loaded the CD and got it playing some tranquil harp-like music, and smiled at Kumiko.

Once she had everything set up to her satisfaction, and the music was playing and the room was filling with the sweet scent from the candles, Gwen beckoned to Kumiko to remove her panties so she would also be completely nude, like Gwen. Kumiko did so, and shyly lay down upon the bed on her back, so her head rested on the pillow on Gwen’s lap, and her long black hair flowed out over the pillow and Gwen’s thighs onto the satin bed sheets. Kumiko stole a glance over at Gwen’s dog, who was still happily sitting still, panting softly, his eyes upon his master, as if patiently waiting for a cue to act.

Gwen began to close her eyes as she rested her hands softly on Kumiko’s shoulders, breathing slowly and deeply for a few moments as if in meditation. Kumiko lay quietly, listening to Gwen breathe and the sounds of her dog’s soft panting, almost as if they were breathing in unison. Kumiko could not help to open her eyes slightly to sneak a peek upward at Gwen’s lusciously dangling breasts, watching them move up and down as Gwen breathed deeply in and out. Kumiko was starting to feel excited with anticipation, a tickly warm feeling spreading through her core, from deep within her pelvis up her back and neck, at the sight of watching this very “natural” woman above her. Kumiko felt attracted to Gwen’s raw but clean scent, absent of any perfume or the aroma of body bath soap. It was something much more natural, like a pheromone, and it tantalized Kumiko’s senses.

After allowing Gwen to meditate briefly in preparation, Kumiko asked about how Gwen would do the tantric massage. Then Gwen explained that she would first provide a head and neck massage to soothe away tension and release a positive flow of inner energy.

Enjoying the soft music and smelling the aroma of the candles, Kumiko closed her eyes as Gwen slowly massaged her temples, jawline, brow and upper neck. Gwen used smooth, luxurious strokes, varying the pressure to match the spot she was massaging. Kumiko could feel Gwen’s warm breath upon her forehead as she worked, quietly and without noise. Gwen reached with her fingers under Kumiko’s slender neck to slowly stroke the neck and tired sinews at the base of her skull, and Kumiko felt a warmth spread across her head as Gwen lovingly stroked the length of her neck as her head rested on the pillow in her lap.

Kumiko loved it when Gwen tenderly massaged her temples, starting from the top of her head, and followed in circular motions down the line of her cheekbones, and worked back toward her ears, where she changed up the pressure to enfold Kumiko’s ears in her warm fingers and gently massaged her earlobes. The feeling was beyond pleasant for Kumiko…it was primal, arousing.

Kumiko shifted her hips slightly, feeling herself getting creamy between her legs at the sensation at her head under Gwen’s masterful technique. Then Gwen lightly stroked over Kumiko’s lips and corners of her mouth, and as she did so, sliding her fingertips lightly across Kumiko’s upper lip, Kumiko could faintly smell an aroma on Gwen’s fingers like lavender mixed with peach…Gwen was using a scented aromatic massage oil, which accentuated the feeling of peace and relaxation that her massage was producing inside Kumiko.

Gwen’s dog began whining softly, and this broke the mesmerizing spell for a moment as Kumiko turned her head to look at the dog. She saw that the dog was standing up now at the side of the bed, tail still impatiently wagging, but standing on the floor, not trying to come onto the bed. The dog seemed to sense Kumiko’s gathering arousal and heard Kumiko softly moaning in pleasure, and was probably responding to Gwen’s voice and breathing while she massaged Kumiko. Gwen cooed lovingly to her dog to wait, and the dog immediately sat back down on its haunches, noisily licking its lips and impatiently snorting, waiting for his turn to come.

After 15 minutes of the head and neck massage, Gwen quietly stopped, resting her hands softly upon Kumiko’s shoulders again, and waited for Kumiko to gradually wake up from her half-sleepy state. Gwen asked permission to continue massaging the rest of Kumiko’s body. Kumiko, who thought that the massage was finished with just the neck and head massage, was eager to agree to continuing with the rest of it.

Gwen continued to let Kumiko lay on her lap, as her warm, strong but gentle hands slid down from Kumiko’s neck to caress Kumiko’s shoulders and collarbone. Gwen worked slowly, in gentle circular motions, and Kumiko could feel her body tension melt under Gwen’s expert touch. Gwen would occasionally lean over Kumiko’s face as she worked, and Gwen’s large breasts would occasionally brush past Kumiko’s nose and cheeks. Gwen’s breasts were so soft and warm and heavy. The feeling of Gwen’s breasts upon her cheek gave Kumiko a fleeting memory of being nursed by her mother when she was a baby. Kumiko’s breasts felt warm, her nipples just starting to tingle and firm up, when Gwen’s hands moved down lower to touch Kumiko’s chest and breasts.

Kumiko didn’t open her eyes, but she could hear the dog getting more impatient, softly whining again. She could hear the dog shifting in his seated position, but staying where he was, obeying his master. Still licking his chops and focusing his stare upon Gwen, the dog seemed to sense that his turn was coming soon, but was still waiting for his master to give him the signal.

As Gwen softly caressed Kumiko’s breasts, Kumiko’s eyes opened, and she looked up at Gwen, who smiled pleasantly down at her and gestured to Kumiko to relax and enjoy the sensation. Kumiko closed her eyes again, breathing deeply as the Gwen instructed her, as Gwen’s warm, strong hands slipped around the outside of Kumiko’s breasts, and then slid back up and over them to cup and massage them as Gwen’s thumbs moved around her areolas and nipples. Then Gwen moved both hands in a slow stroke back up Kumiko’s chest to her collarbone again. Gwen repeated the procedure several times, taking care to go slow and to pull her hands over Kumiko’s now firming nipples each time, and the sensation for Kumiko was invigorating.

Kumiko glanced sideways and noticed that Gwen’s dog, still smiling and panting softly, was still sitting obediently at the side of the bed, watching his master massage Kumiko. The dog had the look on his face that he had seen all this before. It made Kumiko wonder what the dog’s role was to be in this. The mystery of it all excited Kumiko’s imagination…what WOULD this dog’s role be in the massage?

Kumiko found it hard to maintain a steady breathing rate as Gwen instructed, because she was getting excited. But she kept breathing deeply each time Gwen’s hands slid down the sides of her ribcage and moved up to cup and squeeze her breasts together, and then Kumiko would exhale slowly as Gwen’s warm creamy hands would slide over the top of Kumiko’s breasts back up her chest toward her neck.

After what seemed like 30 minutes of this pleasurable massage, Gwen softly rested her warm hands lightly on top of both of Kumiko’s breasts. Her palms were directly on top of Kumiko’s hard nipples, softly pressing them down into the flesh of her soft breasts, and Gwen’s fingers hung over to reach underneath Kumiko’s breasts, pulling on them slightly upward. As Gwen instructed her, Kumiko kept breathing in and out slowly and deeply, inhaling the sweet aroma of the aromatic massage oil and scented candles, and Gwen’s hands remained still, quietly transferring her healing warmth through her hands, into Kumiko’s breasts and chest. Gwen explained that it was important to take time to properly release and channel the flow of Kumiko’s core energies before the massage continued. Kumiko could almost feel a warm ebbing flow coming from Gwen’s hands, absorbing through Kumiko’s skin as they paused in this pose for a few moments.

Kumiko felt like she was in a watery warm dream. Any bodily tension she had previously felt seemed to have fled away. She felt so comfortable and revitalized that she could relax and drift off to sleep. But before she could drift off in slumber, the soothing voice of Gwen again came to her ears, whispering, “Shall I continue the rest of the massage for you?” Kumiko nodded yes, as her head still laid in Gwen’s lap, her eyes half closed, with a dreamy and satisfied smile on her face. The dog rested his muzzle on the side of the bed, his eager eyes flitting back and forth between looking at Kumiko and his master, still waiting for his cue.

Gwen gently and slowly picked up Kumiko’s head off the pillow while she shifted out from beneath Kumiko’s head. Gwen set Kumiko’s head back upon the pillow, and stroked her forehead and hair for a moment, and then Gwen moved over down the bed to kneel near Kumiko’s hips.

“I will now perform the sacred Yoni Massage for you, which will help release your body tension and restore some balance to help you feel better…helping you re-connect your energies with your divine feminine source….” Gwen explained, and she slowly spread Kumiko’s legs apart and kneeled reverently between them, facing Kumiko’s pink pussy which was already starting to glisten. Gwen explained that the word “Yoni” was the Sanskrit term for the woman’s vagina, but the word in Sanskrit held more reverence and respect in its usage as a source of all life that enters this world. Kumiko liked the sound of the word “Yoni” and appreciated it instead of the more crass and vulgar, disrespectful terms she had heard for it in English.

Gwen instructed that even though this stage of the massage would feel more pleasurable and intense, still Kumiko would need to continue breathing slowly and evenly during the procedure, and Kumiko said “Okay” as she brought her own hands up to rest upon her warm breasts, her tummy ticklish with excitement. Kumiko’s whole body felt relaxed, so she could more easily enter a state of high arousal and experience greater pleasure from Gwen’s hands.

Kumiko’s legs were spread apart with the knees slightly bent (with pillows under the knees) and her genitals were now clearly exposed for the massage. Kumiko felt so vulnerable, laying naked and spread open before Gwen, yet she wholeheartedly awaited the sensations that were to come.

Gwen next quietly called for her dog to come up onto the bed. Kumiko’s eyes popped open in surprise as the bed rocked with the weight of the dog, who eagerly responded to his cue and stood next to Gwen at Kumiko’s open thighs, his mouth open, long tongue hanging and drooling in excitement.

“What…what is the dog… going to do??” Kumiko asked, somewhat frightened by the dog being so close to her vulnerable, naked body. Gwen smiled reassuringly at Kumiko, softly stroking Kumiko’s thighs, and explained that her dog was going to assist in the massage.

“But, HOW?” Kumiko asked again, now rising up on her elbows, her legs still spread open, looking down at Gwen and the dog, which was now looking more excited.

“Well, he will lick you as I massage you,” Gwen said simply.

Kumiko thought she didn’t hear Gwen correctly. “Uh, lick me…but where?” Kumiko asked.

“Why, on your Yoni, of course!” Gwen laughed, with a twinkle in her eye.

Kumiko understood now that this dog would be licking her love petals in a most unusual massage. At first, Kumiko could only instinctively scrunch her face into a disapproving scowl, but she looked again into Gwen’s eyes and understood that this would not be an unpleasant thing. Gwen continued to wait patiently and smile at Kumiko, quietly stroking Kumiko’s inner thighs as Kumiko thought things over.

Kumiko had never done this kind of thing before. And NEVER with a dog or any other animal before! But Gwen’s gentle strokes on Kumiko’s thighs lulled Kumiko’s senses and relaxed her thinking, and Kumiko thought that with Gwen there, the dog would not do anything hurtful. Gwen had obviously done this before many times, and the dog did seem to be a gentle dog and well-mannered, after all. Kumiko’s consternated facial expression changed to an awkward smile as she thought it over, curious about how the dog’s tongue would feel between her legs. She felt a twinge of embarrassment that just the thought of the dog licking her there made her wet with anticipation.

After a moment of introspection, Kumiko eventually lay back down, with her eyes looking up at the ceiling, and she quietly said, “Yes, please. I would like to have it….” Gwen smiled, and nodded to her dog, who was licking his chops at the sight of Kumiko’s glistening, pouting pussy.

Gwen quietly and reverently poured out a small quantity of a high-quality oil on the mound of Kumiko’s vulva, pouring just enough so that it dripped down the outer lips and covered the outside of Kumiko’s Yoni. Gwen began gently massaging the mound and outer lips of Kumiko’s vagina, spending time and not rushing. Kumiko, who was relaxing and enjoying the massage with her eyes closed and a wry smile on her face, licked her lips and started imagining in her mind’s eye what her pussy appeared like from Gwen’s view.

Gwen gently squeezed the outer lip of Kumiko’s vagina between her thumb and index finger, and slid up and down the entire length of each lip, and then did the same to the inner lips of Kumiko’s glistening Yoni.

Gwen looked into Kumiko’s eyes often as she pleasured Kumiko, asking now and then if the pressure, speed, depth, etc. needed to be increased or decreased. But aside from that, Gwen and Kumiko limited their conversation and focused on the pleasurable sensation. Kumiko could hear the dog whining impatiently again, and could feel several drops of his warm drool falling upon her inner thighs.

After sufficiently lubricating and massaging Kumiko’s outer Yoni, Gwen then shifted over slightly to allow her dog room to poke his warm nose between Kumiko’s parted Yoni lips. Gwen poured some honey into the wet crevices of Kumiko’s vagina for the dog to concentrate on. His long, strong velvety tongue began to work over the honey mixed with the love juices flowing there, and Kumiko was intensely aroused at the warmth of the dog’s tongue as it smoothly worked between her vagina’s labia.

The hungry, wet and rudely sloppy, slurping sound of the dog’s licking was like a weird turn-on for Kumiko, who got aroused at the thought that a dog would desire her so much. Kumiko began to flinch and squirm her hips as the pleasure grew in intensity. Kumiko reached for another pillow to bite on as she moaned, and she reached out to claw at the satin sheets as the tickly warm feeling began to well-up stronger in her loins. But Kumiko kept her hips as still as she could, with her butt planted firmly in front of Gwen and the dog.

As the dog worked up and down Kumiko’s Yoni, Gwen stroked Kumiko’s clitoris with clockwise and counter-clockwise circles, and gently squeezed it between her thumb and index fingers. Gwen was careful to do this as a massage, and not to get Kumiko to orgasm too quickly. Kumiko was undoubtedly very aroused by this touching, but Gwen continued to encourage Kumiko to relax and breathe deeply. Gwen added another dribbling spoonful of honey over Kumiko’s vulva for her dog to feast upon, and the dog needed no further encouragement to continue his slow licking.

Slowly and with great care, Gwen inserted her middle finger of her right hand into Kumiko’s Yoni. Gwen explained that the right hand was important in tantric massage, having a lot to do with balance and polarity for the energies involved. Kumiko didn’t listen much to the esoteric explanation; however, she was simply relishing the delicious sensations in her loins.

Very gently Gwen’s finger explored and massaged the inside of Kumiko’s Yoni, taking her time, being gentle, and feeling up, down and sideways. Gwen varied the depth, speed and pressure of her touch. The dog was now focused on licking Kumiko’s swelling clitoris, licking down hard upon it, making Kumiko squeal and flinch with each hard lick. The dog’s tongue felt rough against her sensitive clit. Gwen continued to dribble honey upon Kumiko’s clitoris so the dog would continue relentlessly.

Gwen reminded Kumiko that this is a massage in which she, as The Giver, was nurturing, relaxing and even NOURISHING Kumiko’s Yoni. With her palm facing up, and the middle finger inside Kumiko’s Yoni, Gwen moved the middle finger in a “come here” gesture or crook, back towards her palm. In doing so, Gwen’s finger made contact with a spongy area of tissue just under Kumiko’s pubic bone, behind the clitoris. Kumiko felt a surge of intense pleasure punch through her abdomen which she had not felt before. Gwen explained to Kumiko that this is the “G-spot” or as it is called in Tantra, “the sacred spot”.

Kumiko began to moan uncontrollably with pleasure. Kumiko’s thighs were shaking in little tremors, unable to take in all of the stimulus from the dog’s licking and Gwen’s fingering at the same time. It took extreme self-control for Kumiko to maintain a steady rate of deep breathing. Gwen slowly continued to vary the pressure, speed and pattern of movement upon Kumiko’s “Sacred Spot.” Gwen moved her fingertip side to side, back and forth, and in circles. And she added a second finger inside of Kumiko’s swollen, droopingly wet Yoni. Kumiko was really enjoying the increased stimulation from two fingers. Gwen took her sweet time and was very gentle, and used her thumb of the right hand to stimulate Kumiko’s clitoris as well, working her thumb alongside her dog’s ravenous licking tongue.

Kumiko could hardly take it anymore, and she started to raise her hands up in a gesture as if pleading for it to stop, but as soon as she would raise her hands, she would drop them again as she felt more intense waves of pleasure wash over her body. Through tear-filled eyes of ecstasy, Kumiko would tilt her head up to look down her tummy at Gwen and the dog, watching them work expertly as a team upon her Yoni. Gwen’s large breasts would sway in motion to the motion of Gwen’s arms and hands as she worked on Kumiko’s loins, and Gwen’s breasts were occasionally bumped by the head of the dog as it jockeyed for better position to lick Kumiko’s sopping wet Yoni. Kumiko felt an abiding sense of deep satisfaction that they were so focused on her, trying their best to pleasure her.

After a few moments, Gwen gently pushed the dog to the side and guided Kumiko up into a kneeling “doggie style” position on the bed, and inserted the pinky of her right hand into Kumiko’s anus. As Kumiko winced and groaned in pleasure, Gwen explained that, in Tantra, it is said that when your pinky is gently massaging the anus, the next finger and middle finger inside the Yoni and the thumb is on the clitoris, “You are holding one of the mysteries of the universe in your hand.” Kumiko could only moan in response as she buried her cheek into the pillow and scrunched her eyes shut, biting her bottom lip, her hips still up, curving her genitals upward for easier reach by Gwen and the dog.

While Kumiko was kneeling, Gwen used her left hand to massage Kumiko’s dangling breasts, tight abdomen, and swollen clitoris. As Gwen massaged Kumiko’s clitoris she used the thumb in an up-down motion, with the rest of her hand resting on, and massaging the mound. The dual stimulation of right and left hands provided much pleasure for Kumiko, and her eyes swelled with tears at the beauty of the moment.

Gwen continued massaging, using varying speed, pressure and motion, all the while encouraging Kumiko to continuing to breathe deeply and occasionally looking into each other's eyes. Meanwhile, the dog was licking around Kumiko’s puckering anus, and all up and down Kumiko’s inner thighs, greedily lapping up the sweet juices that were flowing so freely from Kumiko’s dripping Yoni.

Kumiko started feeling powerful emotions come up and she sobbed, crying. Gwen soothingly reminded Kumiko to just keep breathing deeply. By this point, Kumiko had a toe-curling, slowly surging orgasm, but she still wanted Gwen to continue massaging her. To Kumiko’s surprise, more orgasms occurred, each gaining in intensity. Gwen kindly explained that, in Tantra, this is called “riding the wave.” The dog seemed to sense when Kumiko’s soft Yoni was clenching for orgasm, and at those moments he tried to lick deeper between the vaginal folds as Kumiko’s orgasms washed over her.

In ending the massage, slowly, gently, and with loving respect, Gwen removed her hands from Kumiko’s Yoni, allowing Kumiko to relax and enjoy the pulsing afterglow of the Yoni massage. Then Gwen lay beside Kumiko, cuddling and holding her, to soothe her more. Kumiko nestled her face between Gwen’s warm breasts, and luxuriated in feeling Gwen’s bosom rise and fall with her deep breathing. The dog came over on the other side and gently licked Kumiko’s back and shoulders. After a few quiet moments, Kumiko felt relaxed, almost sleepy.

As Gwen cradled Kumiko’s head, running her fingers through Kumiko’s long black silky hair, she spoke softly into Kumiko’s ear, “Now let us enjoy sharing and bonding our feminine energy with my dog, and perform Lingam Massage upon him…” Kumiko didn’t seem to understand what Gwen meant, but as she glanced over at the dog and noticed that his penis was plump and extended, hanging down deliciously between his legs, Kumiko immediately understood, although she did not know what lay in store.

Gwen got up and coaxed the dog to lie down upon the bed between herself and Kumiko. The dog, grinning widely and panting faster now, obeyed and rolled over to expose his belly and loins to the two women. Both Kumiko and Gwen now lay on either side of the dog, his panting furry torso sandwiched between Gwen and Kumiko’s bellies.

Gwen explained to Kumiko that “Lingam” was the Sanskrit tantric term for the male penis, roughly meaning “Wand of Light.” In Tantra or Sacred Sexuality, the Lingam is respectfully viewed and honored, as a “Wand of Light” that channels creative energy and pleasure.

Kumiko now understood that Gwen (or perhaps both of them?) was going to massage the dog’s penis. Kumiko marveled at how large the dog’s penis was, and wondered what it would be like to touch it, and stroke it.

Gwen pointed out that “When it comes to sexual fulfillment, men, as well as male dogs, often need to learn to relax and receive. Traditional sexual conditioning has the man in a ‘doing and goal oriented’ mode, and male dogs aren’t much different. The Lingam Massage allows the man to experience his softer, more receptive side and experience pleasure from a different perspective. This is the same for a dog as well as a human male, and my dog has been trained to receive this massage and enjoy the sensations as we give them to him.”

Gwen then instructed Kumiko to softly stroke up and down the dog’s belly, as Gwen began to perform the tantric Lingam Massage upon the dog’s plump glistening penis.

Kumiko watched with wide-eyed innocence as Gwen lovingly and respectfully poured a small quantity of oil on the exposed shaft of the dog’s Lingam and on his testicles. Gwen began to gently massage the dog’s testicles, taking care to not cause the dog any discomfort. Gwen massaged the dog’s scrotum gently, causing it to relax, and become slack.

Then Gwen asked Kumiko to start slowly massaging the area above the dog’s Lingam, while Gwen massaged the area between the dog’s testicles and anus. As they worked together, Gwen said to Kumiko that they had to take time when massaging the shaft of the dog’s Lingam, being attentive to vary the speed and pressure.

Gwen next gently squeezed the Lingam at the base with her right hand, just above the bulge that was growing still inside the furry sheath, and she pulled up and slid off, then alternated with her left hand. Then she coached Kumiko how to repeat this procedure, taking time doing this, right, left, right, and left. Kumiko was surprised how firm and smooth and warm the dog’s penis felt in her lubricated hands. She almost felt as if she was holding something with the strength beyond that of a man’s penis. After a few strokes, Kumiko got the hang of it, and started enjoying the massage, as the dog kept its head back, his tongue lolling lazily onto the satin sheets, with a pool of slobber forming around the tip of the tongue. The dog started to whimper softly, but to Kumiko it wasn’t a sound of pain or discomfort, but rather an appreciative sound, as if the dog was urging the two women onward.

Then, Gwen instructed Kumiko to change the direction of the strokes by starting the squeeze at the head of the dog’s Lingam and then sliding down and gently off, alternating with right and left hands.
As Kumiko did this, Gwen concentrated on gently massaging the tip of the dog’s Lingam as if she were using an orange juicer. She massaged all around the tip and shaft. As Kumiko took her hands off to watch Gwen’s hands at work, Gwen explained further that “in tantra there are many nerve endings on the Lingam that correspond to other parts of the body. It is believed that many ailments may be cured by a good Lingam massage.”

Kumiko noticed that the dog’s Lingam began to get soft as Gwen performed this technique, and Gwen noted that “you will probably find that the Lingam will get hard, then go soft, get hard again, etc., but is a very desirable tantric experience, like riding a wave. Hardness and softness are two ends of the pleasure spectrum.”

As Kumiko watched, wide-eyed, the dog began to ejaculate in hot spurts. The dog was panting and grunting now, and starting to fidget. Kumiko curiously extended her finger to touch a small pool of the hot semen, rubbing some of it between her fingers. Gwen backed off, allowing the dog’s Lingam to soften a little before resuming the massage. Gwen did this several times, getting the dog to come close to ejaculation, and then backing off. Gwen pointed out that it is important to remember that the goal of this tantric massage is not orgasm in and of itself.

Gwen next instructed Kumiko to massage the dog’s “Sacred Spot.” Kumiko quizzically asked, “where is that?”

Gwen showed Kumiko a small area midway between the testicles and the dog’s burgeoning knot, which by now was fully extended out of the furry sheath. Gwen coached Kumiko to be gentle and push softly inward, moving her fingers in a small circular motion. The dog felt the pressure deep inside and started to whimper again, but not out of pain or discomfort, but more in a submissive tone which to Kumiko meant that she was pleasuring him. Kumiko pushed in on this spot when the dog started ejaculating again. And it seemed that the dog’s spurts of semen were larger and more substantial, as if Kumiko was somehow tapping into a hidden well.

Gwen smiled at Kumiko’s new-found skill, and bent over to gently lick at the tip of the dog’s spurting penis. “Mmmmm, much sweeter this time,” Gwen purred… “Kumi, you must be very good at this, because it looks like he’s brought out his ‘vintage reserve’ from the deepest wine cellar for us!” and the two women giggled. Gwen encouraged Kumiko to take a lick, and Kumiko tried it for herself, licking at a few dribbles upon the dog’s soft underbelly. The taste wasn’t as bad as she had feared.

The dog looked completely at ease by this point, and his body tension relaxed as he lay on his back, his hind legs splayed as wide as he could, enjoying this sensation from the two women. Gwen and Kumiko gently removed their hands, and lay down closer to embrace the dog and keep him warm. The dog licked both of the women’s faces in appreciation.

….Some time later at the end of the session, as Gwen blew out each of the candles, packed her things back into the duffle bag and prepared to leave, she asked Kumiko to stay on the bed, laying on her back. Then, Gwen pulled out some small flowers and jewelry, which she explained that she would use to decorate Kumiko’s beautiful glistening Yoni with deepest respect and love towards her, honoring Kumiko’s womanhood.

Kumiko felt charmed by the offer, and willingly laid back down on the bed, and spread her legs once again. Gwen artfully arranged the small flowers and jewelry around the lips and folds of Kumiko’s tingling Yoni, and took out a digital camera from her bag and took a commemorative picture of Kumiko’s tastefully decorated vagina for Kumiko to remember the experience.

Kumiko asked that Gwen take several more pictures of different decorations of her Yoni….She wanted several pictures with different styles of worshipful decoration. Gwen did so, arranging different flowers and decorations and taking artful pictures of each masterpiece. As Gwen took the pictures, she explained that although the female Yoni appears in many forms, colors and sizes, its natural and delicate beauty is often under appreciated.

And with a smile, Gwen left Kumiko laying on her bed, relaxed, and feeling whole again, as Kumiko aimlessly and adoringly slid her hand down her tummy and between her own soft thighs to appreciate what God had given her between her legs…..Kumiko felt for sure that she would call Gwen again for another home visit soon…..and would definitely invite Gwen’s tantric doggie partner for another one-of-a-kind experience.

SmoothAlan:

Sorry it took so long for me to get back to you on this one, SmoothAlan, but I kept getting interrupted and had to get back to it several times before I was able to finish it.

WOW!!!!

Just what I love in a story, to…………DETAIL, DETAIL, DETAIL!!!!

A great story you come up with this time and I'm really impressed with your writing style and EAGERLY look forward to reading more of your work here.

Yet another 10 from me for your work. Please, keep 'em coming!!!

Jetsons
Thanks again everyone for the kind comments…..really makes it worthwhile to me that people out there read my writing and show appreciation for it.

For others who are reading this thread, you can also check out my other writing, "Doggie Delight" as well….Please let me know what you all think !

Yes, I might err on being a bit "too detailed" and writing more of a novel here, but hey, that's what I like to do when telling a story….I could just get right down to the nitty-gritty, but after all, what makes a story memorable is the eloquence and the atmosphere created by the detailed descriptions of what's happening and what the characters are thinking and feeling, etc.

Anyway, I am working on a few more stories and will post here soon…some of them are a little more "darker" and "goth"-like, I suppose, but I wanted to try my hand at writing those genres too……

Huggs to everyone, and if you're in the SF Bay Area, give me a holler!

SmoothAlan
Hi again to Everyone…..

Just to let you know that I just posted two other stories that you would enjoy reading:

1. "LOVE AT FIRST BITE" about a male vampire and his Mastiff, who cruise a local bar to take home a tasty treat in the form of sweet but unsuspecting Tammy…..

2. "DOGGIE DELIGHT" about a housewife who discovers intimacy with her dogs, until her husband comes into the bedroom!

Enjoy! And please tell others about my stories…..

SmoothAlan in SF Bay Area