Archive-name: Casual/seducton.txt Archive-author: Daniel Tunkelang Archive-title: Seduction Hearing the buzzer, I ran downstairs to let her in. I hadn't seen her for almost a month. We had talked on the phone a few times, but one thought coursed through my mind: her back. She had promised me her back. Well, I could only use my hands, but that would be enough. We went to my room and closed the door. She lay face down on my couch -- and I began to massage her back through her T-shirt. Afraid to make any unwanted advances, I sat beside the couch. She told me I could sit on top of her and so I did, now reaching under the back of her shirt to caress her soft skin. As I worked my way up her back, I reached her bra-strap. I worked around it for a while, and then asked if I could remove it. She nodded, and I unstrapped it. Now having full access to her back, I kneaded the length of her spine with my fingertips, progressing from tender caresses to vigorous thrusts, up and down the length of her back. By now I had pushed her shirt up to her shoulders. I took a bottle of massage oil off the shelf and warned her that her shirt might get oily. She removed it and placed it beneath her, barely covering her breasts. I spread some oil on her back and then started to massage large circles, warming her back with the motion. I could hear how her breathing quickened at moments, but I said nothing. I massaged her thoroughly -- her spine, beneath her shoulder blades, her exposed sides, the back of her neck. Finally, my desire overcame my restraint. I asked her if I could lick her back. She teased me, asking me if I really liked the taste of oil. I asked again, and she said yes. I then licked her ever so slowly, starting from the base of her spine, snaking up with the tip of my tongue until I reached her neck, then slithering back down. I did it again and again, each time faster; I could her gasp at the moist pressure of my tongue. I kissed the whole area of her back nibbling from the shoulders down to the waistline, even reaching beneath the elastic of her sweatpants with my tongue. I began to lick in sudden, hard strokes up her back with the flat of my tongue, and her gasps escalated to moans. Still seated sbove her, I could feel her pelvis squirm with each thrust of my tongue, but I held back. I licked each arm, kissing inside her elbows, carressing her arms and hands with my lips. I nibbled at her neck, licking closer and closer to her face. I then tightened my knees around her waist and began to lick up her spine again. By now I had been licking her back and arms for almost half an hour. And this time when I neared her face, she met me for a kiss... -- Daniel Tunkelang (quixote@athena.mit.edu)