Onsen Execution

This story is from an idea submitted by Azami.

Thanks for the inspiration.

Onsen Execution

FORCE agent Jax needed to relax after a hard mission and what better place than an agency approved Onsen.

Jax put away what little things he had, placed the clothes he had in a laundry bag and left them outside his door.  Next on the agenda was a well deserved bath.  He padded naked to the private outdoor bath and spring.  The temperature in the mountains was cool, perfect for the warm water, the two creating the perfect symbiotic relationship.  He reclined his head on a small pillow he’d placed at the edge of the tub, his eyes slowly closing only to open with a soft touch to his lips.

‘You did request full service,’ a soft voice said into his ear before her lips closed about his lobe.

She watched his cock stir in the warm water while she picked up the sponge from the bucket soaping it up.

‘Just relax Agent Jax.  My name is Hana,’ softly whispering as the sponge slowly circled his neck and back, the stillness of her touch relaxing him.

The sponge traced around to his chest, her effort slowly, slowly rising and falling across the ridges of her chest and stomach muscles the odd time a pad of a finger or nail just touched his skin.  She smiled as the water around his manhoot rippled a little.

A second sponge was dipped into another bucket, this one with clean water as she rinsed the parts she’d done.  The same meticulous care taken as before.

Hana slipped into the water silently like a snake,not a sound or a ripple and appeared in front of him, parting his legs as she came close, raising one of his legs as she did onto her shoulder.

‘Your very flexible sir, but I can feel some tension in you,’ Hana smiled as she soaped his leg and foot then rinsed it.

Her hand slipped under his ass and with the merest touch he floated to the surface where she could attend to his other leg then with her eyes, dark pools of experience looking at him she caressed the sponge around his cock, it swelling to full extension in seconds as she kneaded and swathed it about his he falling back, his breathing becoming shallow.  A few times her hand slipped off the sponge and stroked him before she corrected it.

‘There, you are nice and clean, ready to be dried and massaged sir.  That tension needs to leave your body so you can rest and I have just the right type of massage that will allow you to have a good long rest,’ Hana smiled as her sylph like body slipped from the water, the droplets of water clinging to her body seemingly unwilling to part from her.  He did the same and with the same attention to detail she dried him first.  He was all he could manage not to cum from her careful exacting padding and stroking of the towel.  A few teasing brushes of her lips found his tip as she came close to dry his stem.  Their promise was almost more than he could withstand as his prong danced, his mind wishing she would close around him.

‘There all finished.  If you would go into the main room I have prepared an area for your massage already.  Please lay face down on the mat and I will be in once I prepare,’ Hana smiled.

The door to the main room opened and closed as silently as she had slipped into the water.  He did hear it but he could sense the temperature change and the smell in the room instantly, all heat and the aroma of jasmine and sandalwood mixed with his arousal.

Hana descended onto him, as light a wisp of air she covered his legs,arms and back the tips of her hard firm nipples pressing between his shoulder blades as her cheek nuzzled next to his.  She was warm and yet paradoxically cool to his skin and this close she smelled divine.  All of it combined to pulse his root beneath him so hard Hana felt it through her body.

‘So tense, in certain places,’ she mused her hot breath in his ear doing nothing to quell his pulse.  

Hana slipped her hand under and around his chest, her fingers splaying as they kneaded him, slowly finding their way down his chest.  He wanted her to go there, wanted it desperately even tilting his hips up to encourage her, she did not take the bait.  Instead, she slowed her hands, teasing about while feeling his impatient body quicken its breathing.

‘All good things,’ she cooed into his ear, then let her lips and tongue explore his ear, the tease making his face turn to hers to be rewarded with the sweet taste of her lips on his as her body subtly churned on top.

‘I use every part of my body Agent Jax.  Hands have their uses and can do wonderful things,’ she said just allowing her fingers to brush his tip jerking his body.  ‘You see.’

Jax felt her fingers work about, always close, so close.  The silky tops of her feet snake and twist up his calves, the slow press and turn of her hips and stomach into his back and her lips to his.

Hana adjusted her body, nipples finding new locations to pinprick, her toes pinching certain parts of his legs,fingers and nail working fire into his groin.

Hana nipped him here and there, not hard,but just enough to ensure the fire burned white all the time she moved on him.  Her touch was so light he sometimes could barely feel her.  Other times a slow burning grind and press, her powdered body slipping with just the perfect amount of resistance.  

He made motions, becoming more frequent and insistent to flip himself over.  The thought of her impaling herself on him.  His hands seizing her hips, swaying her into position and thrusting into her was all her visualized.

The second he tried her hands slipped about his engorged and throbbing cock, delivering just a few strokes to distract his body from trying the maneuver.  He would stop,enthralled by her siren action, which she rewarded, but never enough to spill him, just to the brink where no matter his desire the sensation faded.

‘You are a delight to work on Agent Jax,’ she purred, her tongue curing about his lips before sneaking inside flaming his desire more if that was possible.  Hana’s thumb circled his button, her eyes watching his face twist in desire as he willed release before she slid one down his shaft then the other a tender push of her palm getting the result she wanted, his hips tilted up, but not without a struggle.

Fingers and hands swathed about.  Jax’s body spasmed from her action desperate now for release.  Hana softly gripped his package then slowly slid up, her palm cupping his swollen and shaking rod turning slowly upward, kike a snake climbing a tree, then the other hand did to same.  Jax thrust with his hips, nothing, he tried again, then he felt the teasing peck of her lips to his skin and a second later he was rolled over onto his back, she kneeling between his splayed legs a smile on her face.

She watched him struggle,seeing him try and make his arms and legs move, a realisation slowly coming over him.

‘Anma Massage, Agent Jax, a traditional Japanese kneading deep relaxation technique, but with a fatal feminine additive, me.  My body has relaxed you totally, well not totally,’ Hana smiled as her hand seized his massive prong and stroked it.  ‘I could do this for several hours and you wouldn’t cum.  Instead you’d always be on the brink, madness in itself.  In fact it can be used to kill in that manner.  All I have to do is keep stroking and watch you go insane, your heart rate going up and up until it explodes, but you don’t.  It's a very effective way to get male agents to talk, but that’s not needed in this instance.  Instead, the exact opposite.  I’m going to make you cum and cum, in fact it never stops, well it does eventually, but that means you’ve succumbed.  The body can only stand so much pleasure, even a delightful one such as yours,’ Hana purred.

‘I’m a Trident agent, planted inside this resort for two reasons,one is you.  How faltering that must feeling and speaking of that, I know you’ve wanted to experience this,’ she said, her voice dripping with venom as her lips closed about his stem for a few casual pulls before releasing him, his cock snapping back up as his breath heaved.

‘Imagine me doing that until you came.  Perhaps you’ll want to think about that while you expire.  Once my nail,’ her face turned serious as she came closer to him.  Pushes against your perineum you’ll begin releasing and no matter how much you try you’ll just keep on gushing until there’s nothing left.  You’ll keep trying, your heart rate rising with each frantic thrust of those sweet hips of yours until, well every body has its limits, even a FORCE agent,’ she hissed then kissed him goodbye.

‘Now if you’ll excuse me I have another guest in need of attention, he’s a colleague of yours I believe.

Hana pressed her finger nail into his perineum, watched the slow dribble turn into something more then got to her feet and walked away.