Eloise looks up at me, her hands still playing with whatever she has my dick wrapped in. “Trust me,” she says, giving me a blinding smile.
I want to, but she’s putting something strange around my dick, so any man would have concerns. I let out a long, nervous breath and trust that she knows what she’s doing. I place my head back in its hole and stare down at the floor, wondering what’s going to happen?
Then she turns it on, and I almost leap off the massage table.What in the ever-loving hell?The machine feels like someone has their mouth wrapped around my dick. It’s bizarre. Like there’s a mouth wrapped around my dick, sucking it while their hands are jerking me off.
The machine moves up a notch in speed, and I groan as the machine pumps away like I’m a dairy cow but a horny one. Eloise’s hands come down on my muscles again and begin relaxing me, and the multiple sensations are confusing but feel fucking great. I’m not sure if I’m going to be able to hold on, as this machine is intense with its perfect rhythm. My eyes begin to roll back inside my head, my toes curl, and my body is a live wire as it tries to pull the impending orgasm from me. I hold out for as long as I can, but it’s an epic battle between man and machine, and I know I’m losing as it continues to bring me closer to the edge.
“Let go, Ali,” Eloise whispers in my ear.
And those three words …
… do it.
I’m done.
Peace out, world.
I see the stars.
The heavens.
I’ve been transported through dimensions as I come hard.
Eloise’s giggles pull me back to this world as I feel yanking on my sensitive dick then a towel wiping it off, but I don’t have the energy to move. I’m exhausted, and this table is a comfortable place to lay my weary head.
“Looks like that was good for you,” Eloise states.
“Humm …” is all I can muster.
“Come on. You can nap in bed with me.”
I groan because the thought of moving pains me, but if it means I can curl up against Eloise, then I’ll find the strength somehow. It takes everything in me to get up off the massage table and stumble the couple of steps toward the bed where I face plant.
The next thing I know, I’m out.
* * *
“Hey there, sleepyhead.” Eloise smiles at me as I open my eyes.
It takes me a couple of moments to realize I’m not dreaming and that she is truly here beside me again.
“Hey,” I answer as my voice cracks from sleep. I reach out and caress her face to make sure she’s truly here.
“Guess you’re feeling relaxed now.” She chuckles, which brings a smile to my lips.
“Not sure what voodoo magic you did to me, but I feel reborn.”
“Yeah, that machine is worth its weight in gold. I’ll send one home with you,” she says with a grin.
I let out a disappointed smile at the thought of her sending me home with a machine rather than her.
“Are you okay?” She’s obviously noticed my frown and the change in mood.
“Yeah, just realizing when I leave, you’re not coming with me,” I tell her honestly.
“Do you want to talk about that?”
“You’re here, and I’m there,” I say.