Many More Hands

The final day: after a full week of being massaged so sensually night after night without the relief of masturbation, she was trembling with arousal and anticipation as soon as she entered the class once more.

Just as the previous nights, the girl stripped in front of the waiting class of massage students before lying on the table. This time however, the class remained standing around the table, watching, as the massage instructor approached alone.

“Tonight, I will show you just how to bring a woman to the most intense of orgasms. Watch and learn”.

The instructor then began to massage the girl so delicately, so precisely, it instantly sent a shiver through her spine that seemed to spill out through her body in a hot flood of longing. With such intense, calculated precision, the instructor seemed to be able to make her writhe and tremble with merely the slightest of motions. After so many days of pent up arousal, she was about ready to scream out for more, yet the instructor knew just how to bring her to the boil and keep her there. The slow, steady, yet constant circulation of stimulation was building up to a level of excitement that the girl had never experienced. The instructor seemed to know just when she was at the pinnacle, when to back off, to let her simmer, to work that little bit faster or apply a little more pressure. Very soon, the girl felt that familiar knot within her pelvis unravel, the tight knot inside her snapping harder than ever before – her orgasm seemed to tear through her body with a breath-taking intensity.

It took so long to come down from that unrivalled peak, the shocks of her orgasm made her body tremble. She was thankful that the instructor’s fingers kept working very slowly to prolong the pleasure without over-stimulating her, slowing down just at the right moments, when she became a little too sensitive. She breathed heavily, her feelings of embarrassment rushing back at the knowledge of coming in front of an audience. The aftershocks kept her body shaking, a dreamlike state sweeping over her. It wasn’t until the instructor next spoke that her environment came back into focus.

“Now that you have all seen how it is done, time for you to each have a turn.”

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