Hello. My name is Lorena. Welcome to the library of the Red Mansion.

 

 

 

 

As the head librarian, it is my pleasure to introduce you to our vast collection of literature. The stories contained here are written accounts of the most intense sexual experiences ever lived through, brought together from every universe imaginable.

Feel free to read anything you like, but be warned. The Red Mansion is a place where imagination comes alive, and therefore, while reading, your body will experience all that is described, as if you are there. Which can be overwhelming.

Some of the stories are very detailed and strongly worded. Some are crass, others are more sensual. Some are more concerned with matters of the heart and soul. Others may take a turn into the dark and twisted. Be careful not to lose yourself in the abyss.

Since you probably don't know where to begin, allow me to present you with a few suggestions.

 

Here, try this one first. It tells of a young man's first visit to a massage parlor. The account is very sensual, and quite descriptive, but not overly crass. Nothing too extreme or outlandish here, so it's a good one to get you started.

 

It is simply called "Yoko".

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"Yoko"

Written by Anonymous
Edited by The Reverend
 

Nervously, I entered the massage parlor. I had never visited a place like that before. So when the woman at the front desk told me to come in and take a seat, I wasn't sure what to expect.

Once I sat down and paid for the 30 minute session, the lovely masseuse came right away and introduced herself as "Yoko". As we talked, Yoko took off her shoes, and placed them neatly underneath the chair. I tried my best to avoid glancing at her as she bent down, but she was just too beautiful to resist.

The massage was amazing. Yoko started at the back of my neck using her thumbs to press deeply into certain points near my spinal cord, sending waves of relaxation through my body. I loved how her hands moved smoothly across my flesh, gliding effortlessly between my muscle groups without any hesitation whatsoever. She seemed to know how to treat men, because everything she did felt incredibly good. I eventually got lost in the sensation and closed my eyes to fully enjoy the experience.

 

So comfortable was I, that my cock became painfully hard, which obviously caused her to pause.

I wanted to apologize, but within moments, Yoko continued her massage, moving on downward to my thighs. she alternated her strokes from my outer left thigh to its counterpart on my right side. Each time she brought her thumb close enough to rub against the area around my knee cap, it almost felt like a small electric current was being emitted from her fingertip, stimulating my nervous system on an extremely primal level.

Although I was expecting her to continue working on my legs, she shifted her attention higher up, massaging my inner thigh muscles while trying to avoid direct touch on my erect penis. Finally, her fingers came together in the middle, forming a V-shape that stretched all the way up to my navel. From there, they proceeded diagonally downward, traveling closer and closer to my groin area. After another minute or two, her digits arrived at the border separating my balls from my shaft, tickling the sensitive underside. I held my breath for a second when her index finger inched upward, until it finally brushed against my erection.

Yoko paused briefly to take in a fresh lungful of air, letting her exhale trickle through her pursed lips. The sound alone sent shivers through me. Slowly but surely, she traced the contour of my shaft, sliding lower toward my scrotum each time. I couldn't believe how soft her fingertips were.

After several more minutes of this delicate stroking, Yoko started applying more pressure, wrapping her delicate hands around my cock, gradually building up momentum as her speed increased. Her movements sent chills throughout my whole frame, eliciting soft moans from within my throat. My heart rate escalated as her movements became more rapid, forcing me to gasp for air.

 

Soon, her arm began to tremble due to fatigue, but she continued onward regardless, determined to push things further. I felt my testicles tighten, preparing themselves for the imminent climax. My mind went blank, completely focused upon the sensations coursing through my body, everything else falling away in favor of pure pleasure.

 

The intensity of my impending ejaculation soon overwhelmed me, threatening to break free no matter how hard I tried to hold myself back. Just when I thought nothing could possibly be more exciting, however, Yoko abruptly pulled her finger away, removing her grip from my pulsing member.

 

I let out a silent scream of frustration, my mind racing in circles.

 

"It's okay," she said soothingly, "just relax."

 

Her eyes were closed and her expression was peaceful. She stayed like that for a few moments before slowly raising her gaze, staring directly at mine, before her pink tongue darted out of her mouth and wrapped tightly around the tip of my rigid cock.

 

Her saliva was hot and sticky, providing an additional lubricant that allowed my shaft to enter easily between her puffy lips. She sucked lightly, just barely holding onto me with the tip of her tongue, drawing the shaft upwards towards the roof of her mouth. With her other hand, she gripped my ass cheek roughly and pressed me firmly against her sucking lips, preventing me from pulling away anytime soon. As the head entered her mouth, I instinctively tilted my hips back, attempting to penetrate even deeper. But Yoko didn't allow it, pushing my groin back into place, keeping me trapped in her vice-like embrace. She released her tongue entirely, allowing only the head to pass through her lips.

 

She kept me pinned in that position, sucking on me with all her might, while using her hands to stroke my thighs and ass. I was now experiencing the full force of her oral technique. She bobbed rapidly in response to my increasingly impatient movements, her tongue swirling around my engorged head in a tantalizing pattern. She kept slapping me with the flat of her tongue against the slit at the end of the shaft, driving me crazy with delight. In turn, she squeezed and twisted my ass cheeks mercilessly, twisting my body back and forth as though riding a wild bull. It was impossible to resist; I was lost.

 

Yoko's pace increased significantly, her mouth becoming a blur of motion as it bounced wildly atop my crotch. Her lips slid faster along my stiff penis, smearing her drool everywhere, coating my shaft in a slick layer of slippery saliva. Every once in awhile, her tongue snaked out of her mouth, running along my tender skin, lingering for a second or two on the head of my cock, before moving back inside.

 

"I'm going to make you ejaculate now," she whispered.

 

The words made my knees buckle. I grunted involuntarily, my vision turning red as sparks flew across my retinas. I wasn't ready for it! She hadn't prepared me yet for something so intense, so raw. This was much different than what I had experienced before; this was truly unbridled lust.

 

She maintained her strong suction, never slowing her pace. The sounds coming from her throat were guttural, almost animalistic. She sounded as though she was growling, although the noises were unintelligible. They reverberated through my ears, penetrating every inch of my brain, triggering the release I desperately craved.

 

I felt the telltale signs of my impending orgasm—a tingling warmth radiating from my genitals, spreading outward throughout my body. My breathing became shallow, my heartbeat accelerated, my chest rose and fell rapidly as the excitement mounted.

 

Then it hit me like a freight train. I started shaking violently, feeling my limbs begin to twitch. My arms trembled, my legs quivered, and my feet kicked out erratically.

 

"I'm coming," I gasped.

 

My testicles drew up close to my body, tightening their muscles in preparation for unleashing. An intense heat filled my loins, searing through my insides, burning away my sanity and my inhibitions.

 

A jolt of electric pleasure shot through my body, making me cry out in joy, my voice echoing loudly throughout the room. The last vestiges of reason disappeared from my mind, replaced by nothing but pure euphoria. Thrashing helplessly, I emptied myself into her, my whole body shuddering and shaking until the final spasms of pleasure wracked my body.

 

Even after I had finished ejaculating, I remained buried in Yoko's mouth, her tongue massaging me gently. Finally, she lifted her head, wiping her lips clean with a tissue. Then she looked down at me, giving me a warm smile. I smiled back.