Lingam is the Sanskrit word for penis and loosely translates to “wand of light.” One honors the wand of light, and those who have them, through lingam massage. There is a tremendous amount of sexual energy in a person’s penis, and learning how to stimulate and circulate that energy is powerful. Ancient tantric practitioners believed the penis contained the most masculine essence concentrated in one place. This massage is meant to bring about waves of pleasure in addition to an orgasm.
You come to me unsure, yet excited … not quite sure what to expect. It’s been a while since you’ve been pampered like this. Never doubt; you deserve what I’m about to do to you…
“You’re in good hands.”
My low-toned, seductive voice reassures you and you accept my extended hand, allowing me to lead you to our private sanctuary.
Upon entry, the sandalwood-scented candles please your nostrils. This specifically chosen deep, woody scent is considered a natural aphrodisiac – just another contributing element in your experience with me. To appeal to your sense of hearing, I selected low-frequency binaural beats to bring you into a deeply relaxed state, freeing you to fully experience sexual pleasure. As meticulously planned by me, your initial impression is a sensually arousing one. I witness your jaw unclenching as you enter the sensory wonderland.
Reaching for you, I take your hands in mine and position us facing one another. After a few quiet moments, you squeeze my hands, signaling you’re ready to begin this journey with me.
While my thumbs caress the tops of your hands, I direct, “Look into my eyes and breath with me.”
My deep blue eyes hold you captive while I softly speak. “Inhale through your nose.” We both slowly fill our chests with air and hold it.
“Exhale through your mouth.” With parted lips, we blow out the air, syncing our energy with one another.
“Inhale … exhale … inhale … exhale … inhale … exhale.”
Your shoulders drop with the last release.
“Good, you’re relaxing,” I say, squeezing your hands with encouragement.
My fingers untie your robe and let it fall to the floor, revealing your sex to me for the first time. Oh my goodness, what a wondrous wand of light you have. My eyes rake up and down your magnificent form and I untie my robe to join you in nakedness.
We spend a few moments holding hands again, connecting, taking in each other’s naked bodies. I step forward and embrace you, pressing my full breasts against your chest. My hard nipples poke your flesh and your cock taps my soft tummy. After a few moments enjoying this closeness, I back away, asking you to lie on the smaller padded table in the room. Once you’re on your back, I explain I will shave around your penis, testicles, and perineum to provide you with a more pleasurable massage. This also builds trust between us as I wield the sharp blade around your most precious parts.
After dipping a sponge in warm water, I dab your sensitive skin. The gentle warmth feels good to you. Then, I apply the shaving cream and begin your shave. While one hand meticulously shaves around your penis, the other cradles your testicles, reasurring you. My, oh my, your cock looks even bigger without the surrounding hair distracting from its magnificence. I soak the sponge again and wipe away the hair I just shaved. You look down to check out my progress and smile.
Shaving your rounded testicles requires a certain finesse. You tense with the first swipe of the blade.
“I will take care of you,” I reassure.
You give me your trust and your muscles relax as I continue shaving your testicles.
“There we go. All done.”
You sign and your hand reaches down to feel their smoothness. Now, I need to shave your perineum. I will need your assistance with this part.
“Hun, pull your knees into your chest, please.”
You comply and after I apply the cream to your perineum, I see your asshole clenching. You are uncomfortable with my attention on this normally untouched area. My finger gently rubs around it, trying to relax you again.
“Breath. Deep breaths.”
On your exhale, I swipe the blade across your perineum. Then dab the freshly shaved area with a sponge. Two more swipes of the blade and you are smoothly shaven. I dry you off with a warmed cloth, eliciting pleasure groans from your mouth. This is just the beginning, handsome.
I ask you to move to the large padded table covered with a silk sheet. After you climb onto the table, lying on your back, I place a pillow underneath your head. You instinctively spread your legs as I climb up on the table. With practiced ease, I situate my ass between your spread legs, facing you, leaving just enough room to work my hands from your cock base to your anus. I slip my legs underneath yours, stretching them out alongside your torso. My pussy is inches away from your crotch … and already leaking. You smell my sex – a great accompaniment to the sandalwood – and harden in response.
“Your entire body will be revitalized,” I promise.
You close your eyes…
Starting with your thighs, my fingertips circle your skin, soft touches, then rubbing harder to smooth out your taut muscles. You moan with appreciation. My hands move to your inner thighs, snaking their way up to your testicles. Freshly shaven, they are smooth and my hands fondle them. You softly groan, so I massage them with a little more intensity, gently tugging on them. You love having your balls fondled. Too many have ignored this erogenous zone, but I will not. They fit perfectly in my hands – noticeably heavy, needing their release.
After pleasuring your testicles, I move to your penis, slipping it into the smoothest penis sleeve – the Tenga 3D Zen. Sliding the delicate-waved material up and down your shaft provides gentle stimulation, prepping you for what’s to come. I sharply inhale your sexual energy as my eyes watch your cock lengthening.
“Keep breathing, hon.” I strive to prolong your ecstasy, moderating your arousal for your extended pleasure.
Your chest slowly rises then falls as you want to obey me … want to experience what I’ve promised. The special frequency of the music soothes you, however, the more I stroke you the harder it becomes to lie still. Your back arches, raising your ass off the table. I’m in tune with you and need to relax you again. The penis sleeve is bringing you subtle waves of pleasure, but it’s not time for your climax, handsome.
I slow your massage, wondering what’s going on in your brain right now. Are you envisioning sliding in and out a tight pussy as the sleeve masturbates you? My glorious rub continues. The textured sleeve works its magic, heating your entire crotch. Oh no, you’re losing control again, time for a change.
After sliding the sleeve off, your cock bounces back, fully erect now. I rub circles around the skin surrounding your penis, ignoring your rigid staff, allowing it to soften slightly. Your deep breathing resumes and your need to release subsides. Comfort, joy, and peace still inhabit your mind.
Seeing you have regained control, I drip warm coconut oil from your tip to base and then begin distributing the oil up and down your shaft, ensuring a well-lubricated cock. Now your hand job begins…
One hand follows the other as I stroke you from base to tip. Again and again and again. You feel a gentle stroke, then a harder squeeze. My varied pressures arouse you. I jack you with a twisting hand motion now which you really enjoy.
“Feels so good…” you whisper.
I pause at the head of your cock, your most sensitive area, and massage the head as if juicing an orange. Oh, you like this. A low groan escapes your lips. Your cock lengthens again.
My thumb rubs circles around the frenulum adding to your pleasure. Oops, you’re starting to pant now. Settle down, baby. I remove my hands temporarily until your normal breathing returns.
“I know you want to come, hun, but I’m prolonging your arousal.” My hands remain frozen on your cock until I see your chest rise and fall in a slower rhythm. “Your orgasm, once I allow it, will be explosive. Trust me,” I say.
Now, I loosely grasp your shaft at the base and slide my hand up with my thumb pointing upward, applying pressure on its travels to your head. I repeat this movement over and over and over. Your cock twitches with each release of my hand.
You nod, your eyes flooded with appreciation. I continue my hand job for a few more moments before releasing your cock. It no longer falls back against your abdomen but stands proudly at attention.
The shave shows its purpose now as I search for your special spot between your testicles and anus. Oh, there it is, the indentation I am looking for. Gently pushing inward, you feel it on your prostate. You’re an ass virgin, so today, I will externally massage your prostate, without penetration.
“What are you doing? I feel like I have to pee,” you say, eyes fluttered open, sounding somewhat concerned.
“Relax, hon. I’m massaging your Sacred Spot. Please, trust me.”
When you close your eyes again, I experiment with applied pressure until your mouth opens in silent pleasure, showing me I found your pleasure point. My fingers press against your sensitive flesh then retract. Again and again and again. I see your thigh muscles flex and my other hand caresses them back into submission. I’m giving you a spiritual experience you won’t forget. After a few moments, a milky fluid oozes out of your penis. I’m milking you, handsome.
“Good job, hon. Try to stay relaxed. Feel every sensation, but keep your deep breathing.”
You’re ready to come. Time for me to stimulate every area at once. While one hand stimulates your prostate, the other rubs your cock with speed and intensity. Up and down. Up and down. Then, I focus on your head before repeating the process. Your mind doesn’t know where to focus; you feel pleasure in many places between your waist and thighs. I watch your balls, waiting for the sign you are close. There it is…
“Cum for me. Cum hard!”
Your hips buck now, pretending my hand is a warm pussy. I bend my head and give it a long suck before giving it back to my hand. That’s the little extra you needed. Your first spurt comes. Then another. Then another. God, what an indescribable feeling. I squeeze your balls now, wanting every last drop of your cum.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhh!” you exclaim.
I slow my strokes, but keep the pressure applied until your breathing slows again. So much cum! You’re panting now, trying to relax. I keep my hands on you, whispering reassuring things to you.
After one last satisfied grunt from you, I climb off the table and retrieve warm towels. Cleaning you up is my honor. My sweeping movements soak up your cum with the cloth. I follow up with a warm wet cloth, gently cleansing your tummy, cock, testicles, before patting your dry with another warm dry cloth. Looking up, I see you have drifted into sleep.
I put aside the towels and move to your head, slipping my fingertips into place, gently massaging your scalp. Your deep breaths become light snores. Smiling, I delight in your relaxed, sated state of being. My fingers move from your scalp to the top of your shoulders, kneading your muscles that tightened during your release. You have entered into a full-body state of relaxation and bliss.
I glance at your flushed wife sitting in the corner. “You’re next,” I mouth.
Her face blushes a deeper red. It will take a lot of deep breaths to settle her back down before I can begin her yoni massage.