When Sienna and I first began sharing fantasies about another man joining in our sexual play, our favorite backdrop was a spa. We both enjoy massages plus it is an easy way to get into a hot story since she would be nude below a sheet with another man already present. These spa fantasies swirled through our daily interactions and kept passion’s flame burning hot as we navigated our long-distance relationship. Then, the fantasy took an unexpected step towards reality.
I’m at work when a text from Sienna drops in that almost catches my phone on fire.
“I had a massage today and can’t wait to tell you about it! Mmmm Baby, I’m Craving You!!!”
My cock instantly springs to attention! Oh my god, did she cuckold me with her massage therapist? I’m immediately flushed with arousal and a burning desire for juicy details! “Did you have a male therapist, what did he look like, are you wet?”
Sienna – Yes! Can’t wait to tell you! Baby, he is totally the kind of black guy I fantasize about. He is a big man, handsome, muscular and fit, mmmm!!! As I turned over from my stomach to my back, I “accidentally” let the sheet slip off my chest. The sheet slid down my chest barely covering my left nipple and my right breast was completely exposed! I was envisioning you in the room next to me as he was working on me. I was sooo wet!
I’m stirring uncomfortably as my cock does its best to rip though my slacks. I love the erotic tension she experienced knowing she was exposed while pretending to be unaware. “Did he cover or leave you exposed?”
He left me that way!!! I sort of froze and didn’t know what to do. I didn’t want to draw attention to the fact that I knew my breasts were exposed. It was just like we envisioned in our fantasies though and such a rush to be exposed like this. I was curious to see how he would react and it made me hot imagining what he might be thinking… More than all of this, I had visions of you in the room with me, mmmm! I had so many scenarios running through my thoughts about what you would’ve done if you were there with me. I was thinking of the fantasy we recently shared about the black therapist coming to our room. My mind took off and you were right there with me directing the whole scene! Baby, I was so wet when I got off the massage table…soooo wet! It was crazy!!!!
Now she has me going crazy. My hot, sexy girl allowed another man to gaze wantonly upon her womanly charms. Knowing he left her exposed surely amped up the erotic tension in the room. I can’t say I blame him. To have a woman like Sienna exposing herself must have felt surreal. She had slipped into a space where our fantasies were now taking flight in the real world.
Sienna has a knack for skipping details as she rushes to the ending. It is the details though that connect me to the experience and make it truly arousing. I need to be able to “see” what happened and probe for more details. “How was he with your legs? Did he push the line a little?”
He went up my thigh and toward my inner thigh and bottom MUCH closer than normal! I think he must have felt my wetness on the sheet or maybe he could even see it! His breathing was very, VERY heavy, I could actually hear him! I just tried to act normal and was laying still.
Sienna’s candidness about her experience and genuine excitement draws me even closer to her. Even though it involved another man, she is infusing erotic intensity into our day and we are feeding on it with each other. This will no doubt burn intensely for weeks as we savor the erotic afterglow as a loving couple.
I’m drawn to the erotic tension of him being so close to her soaked pussy. “He was probably so confused about what you were feeling but so turned on too. I bet he could feel the heat and wetness on your inner thighs and sexy ass… waiting for one sigh or one arch of your hips towards his hand to encourage him.”
Mmmmm Baby!!!! I was purposely thinking of you there with me and it was more of a mental experience for me. I would NOT want to give him the slightest hint that I wanted more. That would have made it even crazier for him and me! When I left he said, “Make sure you get scheduled regularly” and then he wanted to know if I needed his hours. I said, “No, that’s okay, I can call.”
Sienna took us deeper into our fantasy today but seems to be struggling with the thought of another man touching her when I’m not present. Even though she was really wet, she attributes this primarily to visions of me being in the room and how it would have played out if I was present. This is consistent with our fantasy but I would have found it incredibly erotic if she had allowed herself to go further. I love and adore Sienna deeply and want her to have all the excitement and pleasure she felt in that moment…and more. I don’t want her to suppress her sexual desires.
I have another thought that is driving me wild too but don’t share it with Sienna. The buildup to our first night together had lasted a long time…too long. It felt like so much went into seeing this sweet girl naked before me. I recognize that this time was spent building a deeper connection and resulted in us falling love. Still, it strikes me in an extremely erotic way that this black man she had never met before is already making her wet and viewing her sexy body…in less than an hour.
Sienna is the love of my life and, to him, she might be just one of many women that are so eager to spread out naked before him. He was probably with a regular customer just before Sienna’s appointment. What type of service did she receive?
Later in the evening, I connect with Sienna and revisit my earlier thought about her doing more with him. Even though I won’t be physically present, I will be there with her in spirit and would find it very hot. I think this added encouragement is what Sienna needed to let go a little and feel more comfortable taking it further without me present.
Our thoughts soon turn towards the next appointment. Sienna hesitantly admits she finds the thought of doing something more to be very exciting. I whisper naughty vignettes about her sucking his black cock and how good it will feel to have him sinking his manhood into to her tight little pussy. She loves hearing me tell her dirty stories and her string of orgasms speaks her truth as she comes to thoughts of experiencing her masseur’s black cock…her first big black cock.
For the first time, Michael’s fantasy is revealed to me in a clearer way. I wasn’t truly getting the idea of him “giving me to another man”. It sparks a fire in him and is a gift of physical fulfillment to the one he loves. This gift from Michael is about my physical pleasure but also forges a deeper emotional connection for us. My gift to Michael is submitting to his desire and a deeper connection of trust and love for us. Michael, the deeper realm in all of this naughtiness is the spiritual connection we share. It is evident to me now through the trust and security of our love–the fantasy is always just a fantasy. Even when moments are real, they exist only as shadows and are not our true nature and form. Baby, I love you more than ever! I’m developing a deeper understanding of your desire for me to submit and connect with you in the depths of our Sensual Shadows. – Your Loving Sienna ❤️
This story touches on several themes flowing through the Dionysian Experience: