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Erotica: In Just One Night, Part Two

June 13, 2016 By Neilias_elision 2 Comments

lightning

Read Part One here.

She could feel his hands tense up as he was midway down her back. Carl seemed shocked too as the zapping had ceased for the moment. She could only imagine the dumbfounded look on her boyfriends face in that moment.

Neil cleared his throat, clearly caught off guard, but his hands resumed their work as he spoke.

“Well you’re not wrong, I do like to keep my hands clean as it were, and that is a electrode for penetration. Lets just say that some of my clientele like the feel of my tools so much they want to take things into their own hands.”

Again Megan’s words resounded in her head, “Trust me, you want your boyfriend to watch.” Could this be what she meant? Her imagination reeling with the possibilities, Kathleen found herself suddenly very turned on and a moist flush invaded her nethers.

“How does it work?” she stammered, mostly surprised from the realization that the words were coming out of her mouth instead of staying nicely caged in her head. “I mean theoretically of course.” She quickly added.

The hands that had been ministering to her shoulders released their grip and a she saw Neil’s arm reaching for his bag as a whisper tickled her ear. “Curious are we, then roll over.” She was keenly aware that these words were more of a command than a request, yet somehow the presence behind that whisper wasn’t intimidating.

With hardly a thought she rolled over, exposing her ample bare breasts to this stranger. Somewhere in the back of her mind there was a part of her that wanted to cover up, but that part of her was so far back in the recesses of her mind that she made no move to act on it. Carl seemed shocked, but Neil was unaffected as he busied himself attaching some sort of cable to his machine, then the glass dildo to the other end of the cable.

“This device is called a Violet wand, due to the colorful glow the argon gas inside the electrodes give off when excited by electricity. They were originally designed as new medical tool for the 20th century. Funny enough at about the same time doctors had their hands full with problems of hysteria in women, which they supposedly cured via orgasm by using tools that paved the way for modern vibrators.” A sly grin crossed his face as he stood up now brandishing what Kathleen could only imagine what a dildo on a rope would look like. The giggle that escaped her lips spurned Neil onward.

“Well it wasn’t till much later than anybody put the two ideas together, but the results are unlike anything else out there.” With those last words he reached down and turned on his wand, and suddenly there was not just a glass dildo on a rope in his hands, there was a glowing purple glass dildo in his hands. The effect was mesmerizing, and Kathleen saw the shock on her boyfriends face as she reached out and took the tool from Neil. She touched the head to her stomach and felt a familiar warm buzz, the effect different now that she was in control.

“Is it safe?” she asked, thinking about electricity arcing to her clit and scaring her for life. “Of course,” replied Neil, “you’d need a vise to break that, and the electricity is muted by the special glass. Go ahead give it a try, I’ll even step away if it makes you feel better.”

Neil crossed the room, and found a spot out of Kathleen’s line of sight, then muttered loud enough to catch Carl’s attention “ Your lady still has leggings on, ya might want to help her out of them.” Again the tone was so compelling that Carl snapped up off of the couch and began denuding her.

Suddenly Kathleen found herself mostly naked in front of two men, almost painfully turned on and holding a giant electrified dildo, and (to her own shock and surprise) unabashed at using it. She trailed the head down her thigh, paying attention to how the arcs of electricity felt as she moved. As she reached the edge of her panties she looked up at Carl, his eyes were transfixed on what she was doing, his face belying a mixture of awe, curiosity and more than just a touch of lust.

In a moment of playfulness, Kathleen pointed the glass cock at Carl and stated, “if you want to see this thing in me your going to have to lube it up. Don’t just sit there, get to licking”

Carl’s response was so immediate that it surprised Kathleen. He leapt up and began licking the head of the tip of the electro-cock, each lap sending sparks shooting to his tongue. The first few times it happened carl visibly winced as if in pain, but soon copious amounts of saliva coated the tip and enough of the shaft to make insertion possible.

Watching her boyfriend react to her command was a turn on and made Kathleen realize she was in total control now. This filled her with a sense of power unlike any she had ever experienced. The power seemed to be tied to some sort of momentum and it urged her onward as if daring her to push her own limits. With her new found courage she reached over with one hand and pulled off her panties exposing her freshly trimmed mound and pink swollen lips. She was so turned on that she could smell her own heady musk, and was unsurprised when she slid the head in with no resistance at all. The act of penetration was less surprising than the sensations this high voltage toy put out. Slowly at first, then with mounting speed she began moving the glass member in and out of her slit. The buzzing noise of the wand seemed to be a external representation of what she was feeling inside, almost like some kind of electric bee was buzzing away and bringing her closer and closer to the brink, but doing so without any actual vibration.

Carl approached, as if to get a better view. “How does it feel?” a mixture of curiosity and fear filled his words.

“Good, really really good, but a little more buzz might be better” she replied “try turning it up, go slowly and I’ll tell you when to stop.”

Carl reached out gingerly to the wand buzzing away on the leg of the massage table and found the knob that Neil had turned earlier. Kathleen watched as he started adjusting the knob and felt a thrill in her whole abdomen as the tingling spread. Finally she grabbed his hand and shook her head. “That’s enough, I don’t think I can handle any more.”

Carl eased back in and asked “Are you good or should I help ya out there?”

Kathleen nodded, she could feel the beginnings of an orgasm creeping over her whole body. Carl reached out his hand to rub her clit, the same way he had done on more than one occasion before when they had used her vibrator together. This time however the result was somewhat different.

Just before his fingers found their mark the gap was closed by an electrical arc. The additional stimulus was a surprising at first, but Kathleen simply thrust her hips harder. That zap on the precipice of pain and pleasure made her yelp and then clench down on the glass electrode. Suddenly her whole body was enveloped in an orgasm which seemed to go on forever. All the while her squeezebox was clamping down on that glowing cock, the angry bee was going wild inside of her. Again and again she was hammered by orgasms then suddenly a warm wetness filled her whole crotch.

“Holy shit Hun, did you just squirt?” stammered Carl as he reached up to shut off the wand, “I thought that was just a porno myth.” Kathleen withdrew the probe, pushing herself into yet another micro-orgasm. Overcome by exhaustion her arms flopped weakly over the side of the massage table.

Neil briskly approached, simultaneously handing Kathleen her robe and taking back the handle of the electrode. Kathleen couldn’t decide if the robe was to towel off with or to cover up, and her post orgasm brain didn’t much care and tried to do both with little success at either.

“Holy shit is right,” Her words spilled out in ragged gasps, “I thought I was exploding there for a minute!” Kathleen exclaimed her eyes moved from Carl to Neil, suddenly keenly aware that he was busying himself picking up his gear.

Again the clock chimed from the other room, signaling that it was now 8pm and the session was nearing its close. Kathleen eased herself up off the table and went back to her room. She reemerged moments later with her own night gown on just in time to see the boys finish packing up the last of Neil’s miscellaneous tools.

“Go ahead and keep that robe for next time.” chuckled Neil who was finishing up wiping down his table. The idea of a next time excited Kathleen

“So how much for another hour sometime?” asked Kathleen wondering how much Megan had spent on the gift certificate.

“Well since you already have a robe I can swing ya a discount, get me a new client and I’ll cut you an even bigger discount. Introduce me to three new clients, and ill give you one of those gift certificates. Use it on yourself, give it to somebody else, doesn’t really matter to me, just remember its usually more fun if the significant other watches.”

Megan’s words echoed again in her head, along with the laughter from all her friends. No, there was no way she could have known what would happen…was there?

As Neil opened the door to leave Kathleen approached and asked the question that had begun to gnaw at her. “So how do you know Megan?”

“Huh?” Replied Neil clearly surprised at the question. “Didn’t you know we are engaged?” His words hung in the air, as Kathleen slowly realized that this was the groom who had donated the gift certificates. A flush embarrassment reddened her face.
“You mean to say I just got myself off on a massage table in front of my good friends husband-to-be with some high tech lightning dildo, and she knew all along something like this could happen?”

“Lets settle on she was aware when she gave out all those gift certificates that this sort of thing was likely to happen.” replied Neil. “I would however like to point out that she still wont let me use anything on her internally, so you get marks for bravery. Maybe you and Carl could come over some time and show her that wet and wild side of yours.”

Neil took a small bow and then placed the last of his gear in the back of a suburban and drove off into the night. Carl and Kathleen went back into the house. While she and sat down in shock Carl busied himself in the kitchen with opening a bottle of wine. In just one night they had shared their first professional massage, had an electrosex experience, been invited to show a friend how its done, and all that before 9pm. Kathleen felt as if somehow her whole world had been turned upside down, but in a good way.

As Carl returned, he placed the glass of red wine in Kathleen’s hand and they enjoyed a few brief moments of silence. After sharing a kiss it was Kathleen who finally broke the silence by asking “well I’m game, how about you?”

Neilias Elision is an Oregon based kinkster who found his way into the scene whilst exploring TENS and violet wand treatments as alternative medicine. He enjoys giving demonstrations in the rogue valley for both kink and scientific curiosity.

Tagged With: electrical play, erotica

Erotica: In Just One Night

June 7, 2016 By Neilias_elision 1 Comment

lightning

Kathleen looked up at the clock on the wall for the third time in as many minutes, 6:57 pm seemed like an eternity away from 7 especially since she was nervous about the stranger coming over to give her a massage. She examined herself in the mirror as she put her long red hair up in a bun. Irish and German stock gave her a pleasant curvy figure just on the rounder side of a size ten. I may not fit the “Sports Illustrated” definition of dead sexy, but from any angle I do pretty good, she thought to herself.

Two days earlier she had agreed to go to her friend Megan’s bachelorette party, which to her surprise played out like some sort of Tupperware party with dildos and massage oils. After the main festivities began to wind down Megan announced that the groom had purchased some spa certificates for the brides maids. A general squeal of delight was heard throughout the room as coupons were handed out until at last a piece of paper was handed to Kathleen which read “One hour house call from energize body-works.”

“Trust me girls, you want your boyfriends to watch.” said Megan with a sly wink which elicited a round of giggles from the other girls. Kathleen felt uneasy, partially because she knew that Megan and her friends were a tad more adventurous in life than she ever hoped to be, and partially because the background of this particular gift certificate seemed to be a human radiating lightning bolts.

The chime of the grandfather clock brought her back to reality, but no sooner had the chimes stopped than a knock at the door gave her a start.

“Hun…your masseur’s here.” she could hear the hesitation in her boyfriend Carl’s voice. She paced back and forth, hearing those words over and over again, you want your boyfriend to watch. Why? Would getting a back massage really be something worth watching, surely not.

Finally mustering her courage Kathleen opened the bedroom door and walked out into the living room where she was greeted by an odd sight. Maybe she had been watching too many daytime dramas, or maybe it had been wishful thinking, but the man setting up the massage table was certainly not the burly Italian youth she had been imagining. In plain terms he was…well… plain, maybe even a little on the homely side of the sex appeal chart.

“The name is Neil, I’ll be your masseur tonight. Sorry I was a bit late but my last customer ran a little longer than scheduled.” he shook their hands and after brief introductions busied himself with unpacking an odd assortment of objects and set up a portable massage table.

“So which of you two am I going to be working on? The message you left me didn’t state a name, though you both look a little tense.”

“I’m your patron tonight.” said Kathleen “although I was wondering, would it be OK if Carl watched?” the last line spilled out almost unbidden.

“Well of course, massage is by nature a intimate experience and when couples are involved I like to cover my ass and keep the partner in the room that way its harder to be accused of doing something that could get my license revoked. Incidentally both of you seem a little befuddled by my toolkit here. Do you know what it is that we specialize in at energize body-works?” Kathleen and Carl simply stammered various typical spa treatments and were met with a wry smirk.

“Well sometimes its easier to just show than try to tell…oh is there a place I can plug in?” Neil seemed to be playing with some sort of large device he had strapped to the leg of the table and soon after he had found a convenient plug attached what appeared to be a long rope of chain-mail which he handed to Kathleen.

“Grip this tightly, good, now touch Carl’s nose.” a buzzing noise issued from the strange device and a slight tingle welled up in Kathleen’s hand as she reached out to do as she was told. “This has to be the oddest thing I have ever done to a boyfriend at some strangers request.” thought Kathleen.

Suddenly Carl recoiled, holding his nose and giving her an injured look. Neil laughed and reached out a finger as he turned a dial on the contraption again. Now the buzzing was louder.

“This time, reach to touch my finger, but don’t quite make contact.” The calm in his voice was soothing and even a bit intimidating, but curious now she did as she was told. The resulting crackle was a surprise, but the strange lightning that arced from her fingers to his buzzed with an odd mixture of pain and pleasure.

“That neat little trick was brought to you by a man named Nicola Tesla. I use it along side standard massage techniques to stimulate endorphins in the body while simultaneously relaxing stress away. The result is a body that feels re-energized, pun fully intended.”

Carl, still nursing his nose, beat Kathleen to the question “How the heck will zapping somebody make them feel good? All it did there was scare the crap outta’ me.”

“Fair enough question, just like runners high or the euphoria felt by people who get tattoos, the body has a funny reaction to pain. If you know what you’re doing you can create lots of endorphins with just a little pain and reap results far beyond what just traditional massage alone can achieve. So shall we begin?”

Neil produced a long white spa robe with his company logo and asked Kathleen to change, and to wear as little as she felt comfortable with, making sure to take off all metal jewelry. Kathleen decided leggings and panties was as naked as she would be getting for a stranger and after a time she rejoined the two men, who in her absence were huddled around the toolkit.

“Oh goody we can get started, oh and you should know that I don’t start my work timer until I get down to business.”

Neil instructed her to lay face down on the massage table with her head rested in the opening and her arms at her sides. He carefully pulled the robe off her revealing her milky white freckled back. Kathleen shivered, partly because it was cold and partly because this was the most naked she had been in front of a stranger. All that apprehension melted away as hands slick with some warm oil pressed gently onto her neck and began working their way down her shoulder blades to her lower back. After a what seemed like a blissful eternity, the chain-mail rope was put back into her hands, its cool metallic feel was dramatic opposed to his now almost hot hands

“OK now’s when things get different, if you don’t like anything I’m doing you only need to shout the word red, and I’ll stop, orange and I’ll turn down the power, yellow is more of a warning to me that you are getting close to your threshold of pain and green means I’m good to go. She watched as he knelt down and selected some sort of metal comb, it looked like the kind she used to use on her neighbors long haired mutt dog when she was growing up when it got mats in its tail. There was that buzzing noise again and suddenly pinpricks of fire were dancing up and down her spine.

“Orange!” She shouted, and then the buzzing got quieter. Again the comb was brought to her back, this time however the pain was much less shocking, it felt like she was walking the edge of pain and pleasure. An involuntary moan escaped her lips as Neil passed the comb up and down her arms, which prompted more attention there.

“See, less pain than deep tissue massage, no bruising like you get with cupping and any amateur can do it. Hey Carl, do you care to give it a try?” asked Neil, that same nearly mesmerizing tone making the words hit home like a ton of bricks. “We’ll work together, I’ll massage her whilst you play with the tools from the bag there.”

With her face resting in the hole of the massage table Kathleen was unable to see what was going on but the shuffling of feet let her know that Carl seemed to be receptive to the idea. Again Neil’s hands worked their magic across her lower back, all the while small pinpricks of heat rolled up and down her body.

“I bet you never thought you would use a whisk like that did ya?” said Neil to Carl and both men laughed.

The effect of both pain and pleasure on the body is a strange one and were it not for the crackle and zapping of what ever tool was in Carl’s hand the massage surly would have put her to sleep. Conversely the pain from the tiny lightning storm all over her back wouldn’t be the sort of thing she ever would have put up with, but those hands strong hands would soon pass over the area spreading warmth and wiping all her tension away.

Suddenly the grandfather clock chimed from the other room making her keenly aware that half their time was up. Good god, she thought, that was only thirty minutes? She was now so relaxed that her head lolled from side to side as Neil worked on her shoulders and she was shocked when a moan escaped her lips…where had that come from? Both men chuckled and Carl even went so far as to ask if she needed a minute to herself.

“Sorry boys, but if I cant control my breathing how do you think I would be able to do anything with my arms?” she flopped her arms comically off the side of the massage table and with a bit of a thud impacted the tool bag.

The implements spilled out onto the floor directly under Kathleen’s face. She was surprised to see things that looked more at home in a medieval torture kit or the kitchen filled out most of the ranks in Neil’s bag of goodies. Then something caught her eye.

On the inside of the bag there was a nearly concealed pocket, which her blunder had exposed the contents of. Unbeknownst to the men working above her she was now staring at what could only be described as a large glass cock, and the more she tried to not think about it the more her eyes seemed drawn to it.

Finally unable to hold her thoughts back she mustered the courage to ask, “So why is there a giant glass dildo in your bag? I thought you said you liked to stay away from things that could get your massage license suspended.”

TO BE CONTINUED…

Neilias Elision is an Oregon based kinkster who found his way into the scene whilst exploring TENS and violet wand treatments as alternative medicine. He enjoys giving demonstrations in the rogue valley for both kink and scientific curiosity.

Tagged With: electric play, erotica, violet wand

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