My First Tantric Relaxation

I wasn't even sure what a "tantric relaxation session" was, but my stress was becoming truly unmanageable, so I was willing to try something a little off the beaten path. "Whatever happens happens..." I muttered to myself, walking up the stairs to Carlo's apartment in the early evening.

Carlo was a second-hand acquaintance through my coworker, Lizzy. I ran into them while trying to unwind with some friends and a few too many drinks a couple nights ago, and I drunkenly agreed to arrange this session after oversharing with him about how tense I'd been lately.

I knocked timidly on the door. Was this even a good idea? I assuaged myself. Lizzy was cool, down to earth, kind of a free spirit. I could extend the trust I had to her to her boyfriend, I guess.

Carlo answered the door. "Hey, Tasha, how are you tonight?" He had a bright demeanor. Like Lizzy, he embodied the personality and physique of someone who practiced yoga, and maybe dabbled in eastern philosophy. He stood at about 6 feet, a couple inches taller than me. His loose fitting, natural cotton shirt and pants modestly covered a lean and muscular physique.

"I'm doing ok... thanks for making this happen for me, it's very kind of you" I responded, respectfully. Carlo took my coat and led me back to his studio. We exchanged a few pleasantries on the walk down the hallway, chuckling about that country song Lizzy put on the jukebox a dozen times in a row the other night.

Carlo opened the door to a small, elegant room, with a large massage bed with white sheets, a counter with an array of oils, devices, and odds and ends, and a couple plush grey chairs that he gestured to. The room was dimly lit by a couple amber floor lamps, and the air was warm, humidified, and scented by a glowing stick of incense.

"I'm glad we could make this happen... hopefully you'll put a good word out for me to help me get off the ground."

I smiled and nodded.

"Hey, if you want, I have a small dose of Valium. I keep some for friends, and it helps some people to really unwind and get the most out of the experience", he opened the medication bottle, poured a pill into his hands and dry swallowed one himself before gesturing to me with the bottle. Lizzy was cool, I thought.

"Yeah... ok sure, thank you"

I had had Valium before, it made me feel like I had a couple drinks, without the heartburn. I took the small tablet and downed it without thinking too hard. "Whatever happens happens".

Carlo was tinkering around on the shelf, apparently mixing some tinctures. He started to slowly fade in some soft, electronic, ambient music from a black box speaker on the counter. He came back to our plush chairs with a couple small cups of tea. We sat in silence sipping tea and giving the slow fade in of the music an audience. It sounded spacey, or maybe it was like floating on a vast, open ocean.

The next thing I knew I was melding with the music. I barely noticed it before. Now, every note melted into my ears until it was a puddle of bass rumble. The space between notes stretched out into the horizon, it was just fast enough so it had a beat. Not even so much a beat, it had a sway, a steady and gentle thrum.

"Hmm are you feeling relaxed Tasha?" Carlo softly laughed in a low whisper.

"Ohhhmmmmm, yeahhh" was what felt natural slipping out of my lips.

"When you're ready, why don't you undress however you're comfortable and lay face down on the bed." He continued.

"Is it... ok if I'm... naked?" I asked.

"Hehe yeah! Of course!" Carlo's voiced perked up noticeably. I didn't know what to make of that, nor did I care to think about it a moment longer.

I got up from the plush chair. Carlo barely had time to turn around and hold up a sheet before I started disrobing.

I let the calming thrum of the deep electronic music, the incense, and the slow pull of the Valium sink me into the massage bed. I wasn't sure if it was a few minutes or a few seconds before my trance welcomed an interruption by Carlo's warm, oiled palms on the small of my back. His hands were strong and I could feel a touch of roughness even through the oil.

The minutes passed as Carlo worked his hands and elbows up and down my bare back, shoulders. He migrated from my right shoulder down to my fingers, then the left side. He was in no rush.

"How is this pressure Tasha?" Carlo whispered.

It was perfect, and I signaled this with an affirming moan. Carlo migrated his attention between my low back and thighs. I wasn't feeling tense at all. Carlo's thumbs slid up my thighs, finally tucked under the folds of my butt, and his fingers wrapped around to the outside of my hips.

"You know.. you have a gorgeous backside". Carlo commented, slowly rocking my oiled cheeks up and down.

At some point, the sheet covering my butt had disappeared, and I only now noticed I was totally naked and exposed to Carlo.

"Oh I... thank y... Are you like... into guys?... I mean, thank you..." my response gave away I was a little frazzled.

"All I'm saying is that I can appreciate a *beautiful ass*" Carlo emphasized his response. Carlo's words, 'beautiful ass' bounced around in my head. I mean, Carlo's girlfriend... I mean, I think Carlo's girlfriend, anyway, our friend Lizzy did have an amazing ass: Plump and round, but firm and lifted. I always snuck in looks of her walking away whenever i got a chance. I figured she didn't care. She was so chill and I meant no harm. I never imagined *my ass* looked beautiful, though. I never really knew what a made a guys ass beautiful. My ass was definitely on the bigger side. I'm definitely not skinny, but in pretty good shape. Maybe I'm just genetically gifted with a aesthetically pleasing, feminine ass, I wondered.

I was clearly distracted, and the words 'beautiful ass', were still swimming around in my mind. When I focused back on my body, Carlo had slowly focused his attention solely on my butt. His firm hands taking fistfuls of my bare cheeks, rubbing in oil and compelling all my muscles to relax. It felt better and better every minute. I just now realized he never said he *wasn't* into guys. Carlo's thumbs migrated closer to the deep cleft between my cheeks with every pass. I didn't give it any thought other than how amazing it felt. Carlo's thumbs had now decidedly entered the crevasse and were subtly separating my cheeks. I only realized this, because even though the room was warm and damp, I felt the cool kiss of fresh air on my bare anus. 'Whatever happens happens' I thought to myself again, and whatever was happening, was exquisitely relaxing and euphoric.

Carlo, maybe feeling emboldened by his successful soothing so far, ventured another comment in a whisper, "Tasha, your ass is so soft, and smooth *everywhere*" he emphasized his last word by softly circling my oiled, bare anus with his thumb. I thought for a moment, and decided better to not to reveal that my last girlfriend and I liked sex better when we were completely shaved. I think I just found it more comfortable at a certain point and kept up the ritual every week or so. I was freshly shaved today. "Mmm I just like it this way" I groaned. "Well my hands are really enjoying this experience too" Carlo added. "Well... so is my *entire* body" I concluded. By this point, Carlo's fingers were massaging deep into my cleft, his thumbs swirling more insistently over and around my oiled, bare, anus. My ass was so oiled at this point, it was hard to tell if he was flirting with pushing his thumb inside of me. A few moments later, I was certain my anus was encircling the tip of his thumb. It wasn't painful at all, or even surprising. It felt like part of the massage. I let out a little moan. "I feel... so amazing right now" I softly panted. "I think we can relax you even deeper, I going to take my clothes off now. Keep breathing and feeling your body". I hardly registered the second thing he said. In this moment and in my trance state, it seemed totally ordinary. I continued thinking through the rustling of him undressing, 'whatever happens happens' was definitely happening...

Carlo nimbly positioned himself onto the massage bed without making a creak. I felt the warm, bare skin of his inner thighs hug the outside of my naked hips. As he settled, he continued to plow my glutes with his strong hands. Once his legs stilled, I felt a new presence spanning my entire crevasse, top to bottom. It was unmistakably his penis. It felt soft and warm, but heavy, resting just between my cheeks.

"Does this feel good on you?" Carlo whispered.

"Is that your... uhh yessss... it does feel good" I responded truthfully.

As Carlo rolled his hands up and down my ass, I felt his penis sliding up and down my oiled crack. As he reached the top each time, I felt it throb in rhythm with his movements.

"Carlo, your penis..."

"Mmm?"

"It... it's like it fits perfectly on me right now..."

I shuddered with excitement letting those words escape my thoughts.

Seeing his moment was now, Carlo rolled his palms slower, and deeper up my my cheeks, digging into my deepest muscles. While his one palm pressed firmly in my glute, his other hand would press its thumb in and out of my anus. As he switched his hands and thumbs back and forth, every muscle in my glutes and hips melted into the bed.

"Tasha, I think you'll enjoy this... immensely... I'm going to *enter* you now."

I thought I knew exactly what that meant, but somehow, it still felt just like part of this deep relaxation ritual. Either way, he was right, I was ready.

"Mmmm yes... Please Carlo, please *enter* me..." I responded with the same inflection and weight of the word, 'enter' he used.

"Turn over on your back" Carlo gently commanded while sitting back, off of my legs.

It felt easy to not think, and simply obey his instructions. As I turned over onto my back, my penis was completely erect and throbbing against my stomach. Carlo kneeled just below my waist and seemlessly folded my limber legs onto my chest. The cool kiss of the air intensified on my naked, oiled anus, now completely exposed and presented. Carlo had an intense, trance-like stare into my eyes, his eyes dilated and trained into me. The cool kiss of the air on my anus was replaced by the soft and warm touch of Carlo's penis. We stayed still, breathing slowly and deeply, gazing into each others dilated pupils. Carlo finally spoke. "Tasha, I want you to count with me to thirty". I nodded, excited for him to take me on this journey. His count was tremendously slow.

"One..." the gentle touch of Carlo's penis began to intensify as I felt the lips of my anus begin to part.

"Two..." I mouthed the number along with him, my jaw loosening as I felt how flushed my cheeks were. More pressure, my entrance widening...

"Three..." we whispered together, never breaking eye contact. I began to feel the throb of his tip inside me. The stretch of my anus was only momentarily uncomfortable, and dissipating after every breath.

"Four..." I whispered. Carlo didn't vocalize the number, but nodded into my eyes and softly smiled, affirming my continued counting. More pressure, more throbbing, more discomfort, but with even deeper relaxation with every breath.

"Five..." I mouthed the number, Carlo again smiling to affirm. A subtle slip in the pressure on my anus, I wondered if the entire head of his penis had just fully entered me.

"Six..." I counted in my mind. I again discovered the spacey, electronic music picking up its tempo to a slow pulse. My ass gently expanding, welcoming in another centimeter slide of Carlo's shaft.

Seven... eight...

Carlo's strong arms insistently pressed my thighs toward my chest, and a satisfying aching radiated through my muscles, as my hips sank deeper open. My anus continued to relax and expand, accommodating a little more of Carlo's penis. Every stretch of my ass was a little bit more comfortable.

Nine... ten...

As Carlo's penis slid further and further inside, he continued to open my anus further and further. I could feel I was taking in more girth every moment. My jaw still agape, my lustful gaze meeting his.

Eleven... twelve...

Carlo's concentration was unbroken. I admired his discipline, the unyielding slow persistence of his glacial thrust. My anus continued to expand, continued to burn and subside, and continued to envelop another few centimeters of engorged shaft.

thirteen... fourteen... fifteen...

I felt pulses and pulses of music melting in my ears as the moments passed, all the time feeling the warm slide of Carlo's penis advancing past the lips of my anus, little by little. I began to feel like he was already a foot inside my ass. I wondered if his penis would keep entering me for eternity. Part of me wanted him to give me the rest right away, but more of me wanted his entrance to last forever.

Sixteen... seventeen... eighteen... nineteen...

Deeper... warmer... fuller... I wasn't sure if my ass had become fully compliant, or if maybe I had accepted the apex of his girth. The burning began to subside completely, and replacing the burning was a sensation of fullness and warmth, like my ass was being fed a nutritious meal.

Twenty... twenty one... twenty two... twenty three... twenty four...

Carlo's face began to relax as his gradual thrust was meeting no resistance to its advance. Centimeter after centimeter of Carlo's shaft continued to slowly pour into my ass, as he began to lean his chest over the back my thighs. We were both sweating, and covered in oil. The scented oil mixed with the musk of our genitals. The aroma was intoxicating.

Twenty five... twenty six... twenty seven... twenty eight... twenty nine...

I was astounded that Carlo's penis continued its entrance, centimeter after centimeter. I never got a good look at it, but it must be really big. The thought of Carlo's huge penis emphasized my flush and made my jaw quiver. My jaw gaped even wider as I felt his scrotum begin to graze my cheeks, before resting his warm, heavy pouch inside my cleft next to my anus.

Thirty...

I sighed enthusiastically, immediately followed by Carlo's sigh, as he pressed his hips into the back of my thighs, every millimeter of his fully erect penis buried into my ass. I felt every throb of his cock, my ass hugging it firmly. We stayed in stasis here for what felt like an eternity in paradise, never breaking eye contact.

"Carlo..." I whimpered, "your penis... is... incredible..."

Carlo laughed softly, "Tasha, your beautiful ass is an amazing gift..."

Our exchange of words carried on over the slight and euphoric squeezing, pulsing, and oscillation between the union of our genitalia.

"I never knew my ass could feel this amazing..."

"Your ass does feel amazing..."

The next words out of my mouth surprised me.

"I want to keep your big dick in my pussy forever..."

Carlo lit up a little.

"I'm so glad my dick got to meet your pretty pink little pussy..."

I felt my whole body tingle at the thought of Carlo renaming my genitals... *my pussy*... was trembling.

I was fully enamored, enthralled, and utterly obsessed with the penis now buried inside my pussy. My mouth began watering as I trembled, and my relaxation transformed into lust. I had sort of flirted with gay fantasies before throughout my life, but now in this moment it was overpowering.

"Carlo, I want you... can you... *enter*... my mouth?"

I barely got the words out I was trembling so much. Even asking the question unearthed a spring of lust in me. My hips began gyrating, pulling his penis in circles with the grip of my ass.

"Unggghh... absolutely... I guess you're feeling relaxed now hmm?"

In response, I nodded cutely, my jaw agape.

Carlo began pushing off my thighs, and even though he withdrew over several seconds, the loss of his hefty penis left an enormous emptiness inside me, finally, I was left with the cold kiss of the air on my anus, but now also filling the inside of my opened pussy. It was bittersweet. I brought my thighs back to the mattress and propped my torso up on my elbows. Carlo was kneeling in front of me, finally revealing the magical penis occupying my imagination all this time. I certainly wasn't wrong- it was a great, huge dick, proudly pointing at me, fully erect. His purple, circumcised head was glistening, its skin taught from being totally engorged. His tan shaft widened to an impressive girth, the full effect was at least the size of the largest banana one might find in the grocery store. Suspended completely from his shaved and toned groin, it twisted naturally over to the left. His smooth, oiled scrotum was relaxed in the warm air, loosely cradling his proportionately weighty testes that subtly swayed between his thighs.

"Ohhh... my god..." my voice trembled, "you have... that... I... think that is the biggest cock I've ever seen..." I gasped and smiled at the same time.

Carlo smirked, "I'm impressed your little pussy took the whole thing..."

Carlo labeling my ass as a 'little pussy' again commanded me like a snake charmer. I reflexively bit my lower lip, gyrated my hips, and moaned softly.

Carlo began straddling my hips and advanced toward my face. The trembling in my chest intensified, I felt a little nervous as Carlo's enormous genitals became even bigger as they approached, but I managed to meekly open my mouth again, and offer the tip of my tongue to anticipate the tip of his penis. Carlo straddled my arms and chest, securing my arms at my sides. His jostling swayed his huge penis from side to side, before finally training itself right toward me, inches away from my mouth. I felt a stream of precum drip down my left hip from my stomach. The musk of his genitals continued to intoxicate me. Carlo brought his hips forward, landing his purple head on my tongue. I started counting to thirty again.

As Carlo slowly advanced his purple head further back on my tongue, I began to sense the weight of his penis. I encircled his head with my lips, which freed my tongue to explore and massage his engorged head. His salty flavor was augmented with unmistakable aroma of my own ass, and after a moment, I could definitely taste my pussy on his cock. This realization inspired me to continue gyrating my hips in a swell of lust.

I wasn't thinking about what any of this meant. Was I gay? Bisexual? All I knew for sure was that I felt deeply relaxed, profoundly horny, absolutely charmed and hypnotized by Carlo's huge dick, and electrified by the new idea that I had a little pussy, and that it could feel so satisfied being filled by Carlo's penis.

Carlo continued his advance into my curious mouth, while still measured and gradual, he was entering faster than before. I opened my jaw fully to accommodate his girth, and as his shaft began passing my lips, my tongue quickly ran out of room in my mouth to explore his whole circumference. I felt his tip at the base of my tongue, and wondered if I'd be able to take on much more of him, and there was, much more of him between my face and his groin.

"Breathe..." he whispered gently.

I felt a wave of relaxation, and then took a deep inspiration through my nose. In what seemed like an instant, Carlo persisted his advance further, I felt him in the back of my throat as I watched his shaft continue to disappear into my lips and his groin approach my nose. I held my breath, feeling like I was swallowing very slowly. My face reached his groin, and my mouth and throat were completely filled with salty, oiled penis. My jaw began to ache, and all I could smell and taste was the salty musk of Carlo's genitals and the familiar aroma of my ass. I tried to look up to meet his eyes, but my face was too buried against his groin.

Carlo began grunting "ungggh Tasha... you're amazing!"

I couldn't produce any sound, so I gyrated my hips with more emphasis in response.

Carlo withdrew the tip of his penis back into my mouth, holding the back of my head with his right hand. Now I could breathe again, and look up and meet his eyes. We looked into each other lustfully, but this time, I was in control. I could break his cool demeanor and watch his jaw drop as I danced my tongue around his shaft and pulled on his dick with the suction of my lips. Part of me wanted him to just make love to my face right now, and unload a river of semen in my mouth, but more of me wanted this to go on forever.

"Mmm Tasha... I want you to do something for me... something for you..." he couldn't help but close his eyes firmly and look up in euphoria as I continued to suck and massage his dick with my mouth and direct my gaze to his face.

I managed to hum an encouraging and playful "mmmmhmmmm?" As I continued to swirl my tongue around his cock.

"I want you to... fully... just let yourself go... and give yourself to me..." his request was stuttered with grunts and sighs as a I enthusiastically continued milking his dick. I nodded as briskly as I could, anchored with his cock still halfway in my mouth. I knew I wanted that, and now I knew he wanted that. "I want you to release all of your sexual energy with me, right now." He commanded firmly.

In hurried excitement, Carlo withdrew his penis and sat back at the foot of the bed, stroking his cock and staring at my naked body. Instincts I didn't even know I had took over as I quickly turned and jumped onto all fours, facing away from Carlo. I spread my knees apart, brought my face and chest down to the mattress, all in service of pushing my ass back and up and exposing my pussy in a lustful presentation for Carlo's magical penis. Carlo approached and rested his hips against my naked, sweaty butt, and guided his hefty penis on top of my crevasse to my lower back. Our rapid frantic breathing melted into the music as he leaned back. Before he leaned forward again, I felt the tip of his penis kissing the lips of my anus once more.

I felt Carlo's warm, wet head begin to part the lips of my pussy, immediately followed by his right, then left palms and fingers grasping handfuls of my plump, naked ass. He continued to enter me, gradually, but even faster than entering my mouth. I felt a reminder of the burning and stretching in my ass as his shaft passed my anus, but this time quickly silencing. This time I could hear the oiled slickened slide of his penis into me. It felt incredible having his magical penis in my little pink pussy again. The feeling of fullness in my ass was punctuated by Carlo's pouch finding its resting place against my bare perineum. He was all the way inside me again. Carlo took a moment to savor the hug of my ass around his entire cock, before slowly pulling out partway. I pushed my ass back, beckoning him to push inside me again, he obliged, faster than before. A small burning in my ass, less than before. He withdrew a little more, a little faster, I chased with my hips, he re-entered again, a little faster, a smaller burning, faster panting. A little more withdraw, a little faster, a smaller burning, a little faster, a little longer, a little faster, a little faster, a little faster...

As if we were being watched, the deep electronic music found a steady beat, as I pushed my ass back into his thrusts in perfect concert. I could feel the impact of his hips send my ass jiggling back and forth as Carlo grasped my hips. Only now was it fully clear to me, that this was no longer a massage or a deep relaxation session. I was having sex... with a man... a man with a huge, beautiful penis... and I was having the time of my life. Carlo filling and emptying my ass over and over again was incredibly stimulating. The room began to fill with the scent of our genitals. I began to moan. I moaned in a soft whispered tone. It sounded feminine, and it felt great. It felt like the moaning of someone being being fucked in their pussy.

"Ohhhh yeah Tasha! Unghhh yesss go wild..."

Carlo's words encouraged me to moan louder, and bounce my plump, naked ass back more forcefully to his hips, my pussy gliding smoothly up and down his shaft. I imagined what my ass looked like to him, jiggling back and forth with every thrust, watching his shaft disappear into my ass, how amazing his cock must feel squeezed by my little pink pussy. Next thing I knew, our pace had quickened even further. I could hear the slap of his thighs against my sweaty ass. At some point, we had stopped having sex... Carlo was fucking me now, and I was moaning like a horny slut with an insatiable pussy.

"Mmmmm fuck... get on top of me." Carlo commanded. He abruptly pulled out, leaving my bare, smooth butthole wide open and exposed to the air, before rolling onto his back, stroking his cock with our sex juices. I sat back, my own penis was rock hard and dripping with precum. It dwarfed in comparison to his ultra cock. Carlo was built to dominate me. I straddled his hips, reached back to guide his hard, heavy penis to the mouth of my asshole, and slowly sat back as my pussy once again devoured his cock. This new position once again reminded me of the burning of his huge cock first introducing itself to my anus, but this was quickly replaced by euphoria and fullness. As I slid down Carlo's cock, he wasted no time finding two handfuls of my plump, juicy ass once again. Now I was in control again. I placed my hands on Carlo's firm chest, and began gyrating my hips, pulling his fully engulfed penis in circles. I cocked my head back, closed my eyes, and resumed my feminine moaning. I didn't just feel like a woman having her pussy fucked by a huge, throbbing cock, I was a goddess of pleasure, taming a massive beast cock with my magical, beautiful, feminine ass and pussy.

Not even the sensation of my hard, throbbing penis flopping between Carlo's abs and mine could compete with my feminine urges. My penis was only expressing the pure ecstasy of receiving Carlo. As I writhed, gyrated, bounced, and slid my voluptuous ass up, down, and around, I began feeling a new fullness deep inside. My legs froze and began to spasm. I reached back and braced my torso with my hands placed on Carlo's knees. The fullness began to radiate into penis, and an intense orgasm began to blossom.

"Ohhhhmmmm..." I moaned sharply before my face tightened and I could no longer make any sound.

As my body locked in, tensed, and spasmed, Carlo began thrusting upward from under me, it was almost violent how forcefully he began pounding his hips into my butt. The throbs in my penis became overwhelming, and I began spurting jets of semen up in all directions, shuffled by the intense pounding of Carlo's thrusts. My orgasm continued blossoming as Carlo continued ramming his cock in and out, and I continued ejaculating, unable to control anything. It was fantastic, and I just kept on cumming. It must have been almost a full minute I continued to orgasm. My abdomen was painted with streaks of cum, and my groin and scrotum were wet and sticky, covered in the semen that started collecting there. As I marveled at this orgasm that was becoming a spiritual experience, I felt Carlo squeeze my ass hard, and push himself all the way inside me, holding me down on his elevated hips. He began to grunt, and I felt his entire penis begin to throb vigorously, and felt his scrotum begin to rhythmically roll his balls against my cheeks.

"Unghh... TASHA... IM... CCCUMMING"

I found my voice again and shriek moaned back,

"Yes! Carlo! CUM IN MY PUSSY! YES YES YES OHHHH MY GOD!"

Carlo remained tense, throbbing, and I soon felt warm and wet deep inside. As the throbs and seconds passed, I was warmer, wetter. Moments later, we both began to melt. I rolled backward, his engorged cock flopping out of my ass, followed by a brisk trail of milky white cum. My entire groin, perineum, asshole, and the insides of my cheeks were glistening and coated with a blend of our semen. As I moved my legs, I could feel my cum-lubricated butt cheeks slide past each other. Carlo laid back, his muscles completely limp, his cum and pussy-covered penis softening and still oozing a small amount of cum. We laid apart, our genitals facing each other and my legs scissored on top of his, the electronic music and our slowing panting the only sound to be heard.

That sex was going to be hard to beat, but I was excited to find out what Carlo would do to my little pink pussy next time, and as much gratification I felt from an ass dripping with sperm I was starting to feel like I missed out on swallowing huge gulps of Carlo's semen.

It seemed Carlo wanted an encore too. After we had a chance to recover for twenty minutes or so, he fucked me three more times that evening, squirting milky cum down my throat, on my back, and in my ass once more. I finally covered my fucked and cum-coated backside and body with my clothes, and made it back home in the early morning. As soon as I made it to my bedroom, I promptly masturbated and ejaculated in under twenty seconds, my spiritual tantric experience with Carlo still overwhelmingly stimulating hours later.