The room was softly lit by the gentle fire in the fireplace. The crackle of the wood was as hynoticic as the sweet smell of the hickory smoke.

I took all of the couch cushions and laid them out end to end and covered them with a sheet, then a fleece, then another sheet, to make a nice soft bedding for her comfort. She was laying there, on her stomach with her arms cuddling with the pillow I had provided. I remember she told me she liked lotions that smelled of lavender, so earlier in the day, I bought just that. To keep it from causing her to jerk, I warmed it on defrost in the microwave. Afterwards, much like a baby bottle, I tested it on my wrist. Better for me to be burned than her. It was just slightly warmer than the human body, so I knew it was time.

As I knelt to her, the soft glow of her skin, illuminated by the fire, made me reflect just how lucky I was. ANR is such a gift, and to be able to massage this woman, to help her relax, before her session, was just an absolute gift.

As I gently poured the warm lotion in her back, she let out an audible moan of approval. I rubbed my hands along her back, lubricating them and spreading the warm liquid as I massaged. I could feel the nots in her shoulders from the stress of the hustle and bustle of each day. I worked them well with the warm lotion as she moaned in approval.

As my hands slid down each arm, in turn, she let it go limp, allowing me to completely support her appendage as I massaged it. I rubbed all the way down to her hands, then worked her palms, fingers, and in-between. All the while, her eyes were closed as the fire continued to bathe both of us in its glow.

As I finished with her back and arms, my hand slid lower, to the small of her back, and lower. As my hand crossed over her waist, I added more lotion the them and began to massage her buttocks. I paid close attention to her, to detect even the slightest bit of discomfort, but there was only peace and serenity.

As my hand work lower, to her thighs and legs, she lifted them, one by one, so I could have more access to massage the front and back. I could also feel heavy stress in the calves. It was obvious that she did not sit for long, with sudden bursts of movements. She moaned greatly as the stress from her calves was released, one by one.

But the greatest reaction came as my hands fell to her feet and began massaging. “Oh Yesssss,” she softly moaned. Each in their turn, I worked the underside and top of her foot at the same time. Finally, down to her toes, I massaged each one , trying to pop it, and rubbing in-between, all to her soft monas and verbal approval.

Finally, she rolled over, and at the same time as she said, “Come here,” she motioned with her finger as well. As I came up, her arms when wide, embracing me with a deep passionate kiss. Her tongue entered my mouth as I gently sucked upon it and cherished her lips on mine. Not since high school had I made out with a girl for so long. Finally, she removed her tongue and whispered, “Suckle now.” Her body movements were always in tune with her verbal cues, as she pushed me down and wrapped up with me in a deep snuggle. My lips embraced her areola as her nipple laid upon my tongue. As my suckle began, her breast moved in rhythm and her nipple rode up and down, being stimulated on all sides.

She moaned deeply and stroked my hair. “Good boy.” She whispered several times. She held me tightly and let herself sink into twilight, caring for nothing but the sensations of her body and the moment she was living in. The fire seemed to slow as the moment in time froze, and all that existed was the sweet embrace of skin to skin, sharing passions, electrons, and the magic of the moment.

For as long as her massage had lasted, her suckling lasted tenfold. Only when her breasts had their full measure did she stop me. She just looked at me, the fire reflecting off the whites in my eyes. I know she wanted to say something. I know she was grateful and passionate, but in those moments, with her bare breasts now be warmed by the fire, and all of her stress now free from her body, all she could do was just smile.