The Lotus Club

I’m so glad I’m finally doing this. I haven’t had a day at the spa in so long.

I had never heard of The Lotus Club until a few months ago, and I was pretty nervous. It’s my first time at a place like this… but it seems just like a regular spa so far.

I do really love the vibe of this place. The woman at the front desk was so helpful and cheery.

The suite I’m in is very minimalist, designed in a traditional Japanese style, by the looks of it.

It smells so good in here, too. Smoke is curling up from the incense stick in its delicate lotus flower holder.

I’m sitting on the edge of the massage table, totally naked, with a small pink towel draped over me.

It’s been so hectic at work lately… but I guess I’ve also been putting this off a little. It’s supposed to be a relaxing, sensual session, and I’m excited… but my stomach is also twisted in knots.

“Hey, how are you doing in there?”

“Good. I think I’m ready!”

“Welcome to Lotus. I’m Florence. I was told you asked for me personally?”

“Hey. Um, yes, I did. I have to say, it was a little weird picking a masseuse from a picture book.”

“It’s your first time here?”

“Is it that obvious?”

“No, you’re totally fine. It can be a little strange if you’ve never done this before, but trust me, you’re going to love it.”

There’s something so calming about your presence. You exude this easy sense of confidence. It feels more empowering than intimidating.

God, I thought you looked stunning in your photo but seeing you in person is even more surreal. There’s a very natural glow to your skin and the way your eyes scan my body is making my heart race a little already.

You brush a stray strand of hair from your face and smile sweetly.

“Well, first of all, thanks for choosing me. I really hope I can help you relax and reconnect with your body today. Since you’re new, I’d love to just take a pause, have a little chat… I find it helps calm the energy in the room.”

“Yeah, that sounds great.”

“So, how did you hear about us? What brought you here today?”

“My husband. He got me a gift card. It’s a bit of a late anniversary present.”

“Oh, that’s so sweet! We love a man who knows how important it is to feel good.”

“Yeah, we had been experimenting with erotic massages at home, doing the whole online tutorial thing… and he thought it would be nice for me to experience it this way, too.”

“I love that. So, you have climaxed during a massage before?”

You stand, and gesture for me to lie down on the table. I settle onto my stomach, making sure to keep the towel wrapped around my body.

“Yeah, a few times now. It’s been a really unique experience, actually.”

“A lot of people are surprised by that. Combining the art of massage with the intimacy of foreplay can be an emotional experience.”

Your voice is so soothing. I can already feel my muscles relaxing as you adjust the towel. Your touch is warm and soft as you drape it over my lower back.

“Is it okay if I touch you now? We’ll start with a typical shoulder and back massage, just to get things loosened up.”

“Yes.”

I try my best to relax my body, taking a deep breath in and then out.

Your hands are warm and you glide them across my shoulders, then down my back. You stop just before the towel line and slowly work your way back up.

God, that feels good.

“How’s the pressure?”

“Mm, it’s perfect. Actually, you can go a little harder on my shoulders…”

“Of course. How’s that?”

“So good.”

“Just relax.”

It feels a little different to be massaged by a woman. I’m so used to larger hands… a little more rough. Your touch isn’t gentle, though… you’re kneading my shoulders and working your way down my back with surprising strength, but still… there’s something a little softer about it.

I can feel myself sinking into the massage bed as you run your fingers over my shoulder blades and down to my lower back again.

Then you move your hands around my hips, back and forth, rolling your palms against my skin in just the right spots.

You do this a few more times, the same pattern. There’s something really relaxing about knowing exactly where you’re going to touch me next. Your fingers stop at my shoulder as you work on a knot I have there.

“You carry a lot of tension in your shoulders.”

“Yeah, my husband says the same thing.”

“It’s good to know these things about ourselves. For some people it’s the base of the neck, for others, it’s the shoulders.”

You press your fingers a little deeper into the muscle and massage in small circles. Wow, that feels really nice.

You’re good at this… skillfully working your fingers over any tender spots, pressing firmly where it’s needed.

Mmm, it’s so nice to finally relax, just clear my mind and be in the moment.

“I’m almost finished with the warm-up. Are you okay if I remove the towel and carry on?”

“Yes, of course.”

“If at any point you want me to stop or change things up, just let me know.”

You slowly shift the towel and I feel myself tense back up a little. I’m naked now, and it feels a little strange.

You carry on, massage my lower body… working slowly down until you’re at the back of my thighs. Then you work back up again… slowly rolling your hands around.

I sink back into the relaxing feeling as your hands wander around my lower body… slowly kneading my hips, my inner thighs.

You trail your fingers down to my calves, massaging gently for a few seconds before moving lower to my feet.

“Sorry, my feet are ticklish.”

“No problem. Mine are too.”

There’s something so reassuring about your energy… and the way your hands are gliding around my ass cheeks right now… slowly kneading and massaging in just the right spots.

I spread my legs slightly and you dip between my thighs. I feel a little thrill run through me as your warm fingers begin to explore. You part my labia, sliding your fingers around gently… up and down.

“Does that feel good?”

“Yes.”

“Good…”

I arch my back a little, raising up to your touch as your fingers continue to explore. You’re massaging me in the same way, up and down, so slowly… It feels so good.

“You can just let it out. Whatever noises you make are completely natural in this space. It’s a soundproof room, so just let yourself relax into it…”

Your fingers move up to my clit and you apply a little pressure, rotating in slow, sensual circles.

“That feels so good…”

“Good. Just relax. Just like that.”

I’ve never been touched this way before… in such deliberate motions, with such care and intensity at the same time.

I bury my face into the table and slowly grind my hips against your movements.

“Mmm, there you go…”

Again and again, your fingers roll over my clit, then you move them through my lips and let them sink into me a little…

“That feels good right there, doesn’t it?”

This feels so incredible.

You do the same motions again and again… massaging my clit, in slow circles… then gliding down and letting two fingers slide deep inside me.

I’m grinding against you a little harder now, but you’re matching my pace and pushing back a little.

“Good, keep going.”

God, you’re so good with your fingers. My toes are curling a little and it just feels so good… so good.

“Do you want a release now… or should we save it until the end?”

I really want to cum, but I’m so curious about what else the session includes.

“I can wait.”

“Of course.”

Your touch slowly shifts back to my inner thighs, then up to my ass, kneading slowly and gently a few times before you stop.

I could have cum so easily just then… but I really want you to keep going. I like the idea of building this up over the course of the session… and then letting it all go at the end…

“Can you lie on your back for me now?”

I feel totally comfortable now as I roll myself over and get settled into a comfortable position. Your eyes wander over my body, and the smile on your face is so charming.

“How sensitive are your breasts? Anything I should be aware of before we continue?”

“They’re sensitive… but I love having them played with.”

“Okay.”

You take your time gliding the oil over my breasts and massage it into my skin.

Your palms slide over my nipples and you take them between your fingers, pinching so lightly.

“That feels good. Perfect…”

You do it again, pinching them gently for a few more seconds before releasing. Your eyes are focused on the movements of your fingers, but every once and a while you look up at me.

There’s something so sensual and sexy about this. You’re passionate about this, every movement seems meaningful and precise, but there’s also a sense of excitement in this for you, too. I can tell by the way you look at me.

“Does that feel good?”

“Yeah, I like it.”

“The nipples are a common erogenous zone. Is this something you enjoy often with your husband?”

“Yes…”

“Good.”

I love the idea that you’re enjoying this, too. I wonder if you think about any of your clients when you’re at home… maybe in bed, or in the shower…

God, I love thinking about you like that, picturing your hands, the same ones massaging my breasts now… slowly moving between your legs. I wonder how you sound when you moan… what your body looks like under that uniform…

“Can you move lower now?”

“Of course…”

“And um… it’s okay if I’m a little… loud?”

“Yes, that’s absolutely fine. It’s important to embrace your pleasure, so don’t be shy about being vocal, okay? There’s no right or wrong way to do this. Just relax into it and… let the sensations happen. ”

Your hands glide down my stomach, massaging gently a few times before moving even lower. Your fingers part my lips again and you settle into the same rhythm you were using before…

Two fingers slowly circling my clit… and then moving down and pushing gently inside me.

“How does that feel?”

“So good…”

You work my clit and then slip inside me, again and again, in that easy, almost hypnotizing rhythm.

“That’s good… just like that.”

Your eyes are moving from your fingers, watching your work, up to mine. You nod at me as I start to massage my own breasts, pinching my nipples in my hands as your fingers sink deep inside me again.

I squeeze my breasts a little harder as you start to move faster. You’re doing both things simultaneously now… with one hand you tease my clit and the other is fucking me, thrusting in and out of me… again and again.

It feels so fucking good.

“There you go. Just breathe into those sensations. Just let it come out.”

I feel completely at your mercy, surrendered to your touch… the soft, warm pleasure that’s slowly coursing through every part of my body.

I arch a little from the table, I can’t get enough… I need more.

Oh, fuck…

“Faster?”

“Yeah, please…”

You rub my clit a little faster, looking up at me from between my legs… watching the pleasure on my face.

“Fuck… keep going. Yes… just like that.”

“Yes, just like this. I know it feels so good, doesn’t it?”

“Oh, god. Yes…”

You’re fucking me with three fingers now, curling up to my G-spot, again and again… while your other fingers are working slow circles around my clit. The mix of fast and slow is the perfect combination, I feel like every inch of my body is aching for this, for release…

“That’s good. Just like that…”

“Yes, don’t stop! Oh my god!”

“Good. Keep going. Keep going… you can let go whenever you’re ready.”

Fuck, I’m going to cum…

“Oh god… yes. Fuck, yes. Don’t stop, don’t stop…”

“There you go, good. Let it out… let it go…”

You keep up the pace as I cum, pumping your fingers a little slower to bring me through the pleasure…

My back is arched and my hands are squeezing my breasts, my hips grinding against your movements. It feels so overwhelming, but I don’t want to stop, I don’t want it to end…

“Don’t… don’t stop. Please.”

“I won’t. I’ve got you. I’m going to keep going through to your next climax, okay? Just ride it through…”

Oh my god, it feels so incredible as you slip your fingers out of me and focus all your attention on my clit. It’s so sensitive I feel like I’m going to burst…

You lean down and hover over me, brushing a loose strand of hair from my face. Your cheeks are flushed as you watch me.

“You’re doing so good. Cum for me again, I know you want to… just let it out.”

I look into your eyes as you continue to tease my clit with fast motions, around and around…

My fingers dig into the sheet as you look down at me, smiling. I close my eyes and think about you at home, in your bed, teasing yourself with the same fingers that are moving faster between my legs…

I open my eyes again, and the way you’re leaning over me, the zipper of your uniform is so tempting to pull down…

I want to know what you look like, what you feel like.

“Can I touch you?”

“Yes, it’s okay. You can…”

“I thought that’s against the rules.”

“We all make our own rules here, and I want you to. Go on…”

I pull down your zipper and part your shirt. Your nipples are hard against the fabric of your bralette and I eagerly cup them in my hands as your fingers move a little faster between my legs.

“Oh my god. ”

“You can squeeze them… suck on them. They’re yours to play with… while I help you cum again.”

I lift them out of your bra one at a time and you lean into my touch. I kiss them, softly biting the warm skin before sucking one of your nipples into my mouth.

“Yeah… like that. Just like that…”

“Mmm yeah… that’s good. That feels so good.”

Oh my god, this feels amazing. I circle my tongue around your nipple again and again as I knead your other breast in my hand, then I switch, taking the other nipple into my mouth as your fingers move down and sink deep inside me.

“Oh god, yes. Fuck…”

“There we go. Keep going. I like how that feels.”

You press your thumb harder against my clit as you fuck me faster. I’m going to cum again… fuck. I can’t wait…

“Yeah, suck on my nipples… just like that. Cum for me, let it all out. You can do it…”

“Yes! Yes, make me cum again… please.”

“There you go, cum on my fingers… just let it all out, one more time…”

Oh my god, that was… I can’t even think. That was incredible.

I feel the absence of your touch as you rinse off in the little sink. You take two towels off the shelf, handing me one and using the other yourself.

“How was that for your first time?”

“Oh my god. I don’t even have any words. That was really great. Thank you.”

I suddenly feel a little shy, remembering where I am and that you’re a total stranger.

You hand me a robe and turn to dispose of the towels as I slip it on.

“You did great. I’ll give you some time in here to get dressed. Please don’t rush, we don’t want to lose all that good energy with a hasty exit. I believe you also booked some time in the sauna. I’ll be just outside when you’re ready, and I’ll show you where it is.”

You offer me a polite nod as you leave the room, and as you close the door, I catch a sweet smile on your face.

I have no idea what the sauna will be like, but I can already tell I’m going to want to book another appointment with you very soon.