I want to align your sacral chakra (Yasmin (Lust) 30)

"I've been thinking about what you said, about your Sacral Chakra being, uh, misaligned?" You hope that she respects that you're trying. "I was wondering if we could do anything about that."

For a second, you think you've overplayed your hand. She seems to be looking you over skeptically. Then another grin comes over her features, and she says, "I did just say it, didn't I? I've been wasting my time working harder when I'd do better properly aligning myself, in all aspects."

With the way she says things, you still can't be one hundred percent confident. "So...?"

She takes you by the hand. "Come back to my dorm room."

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Yasmin's room is...predictable. In some ways. There's a heavy musk filling it that her RA must have given up on doing anything about. The remnants of incense smoke infuse everything, and some of it seems to linger in the air. The curtains have been replaced by bright mandala-printed drapes, and those drapes also separate her bed from her roommate's, on the other side of the room.

She gestures to the improvised curtains around her side of the room. "We'll have privacy."

"Privacy to...?" You're trying to be sure what she's talking about. You think you are, but this isn't the kind of thing one should just assume.

"Align our sacral chakras," she says, not helping at all. "Please lie down on my bed, Ryan."

You figure you can't go wrong doing as she asks. You take off your shoes. But then she seems dissatisfied, and you don't get to fully lay down before she shakes her head.

"No, no...take off everything."

You do as she says, looking at her all the while. Unceremoniously, she strips. She's wearing a plain black thong underneath her yoga pants, and a sports bra. For the second time, you catch a sight of her uncovered ass. You genuinely didn't know that women could have bodies like this without a brazillian butt lift.

She catches you looking, and just says. "I'm grateful for my body, and for the time I have it in. Women with this figure were once undesirable."

"They...were?" Between her giant ass, her slim waist, and her beautiful face you have trouble believing it.

"Times change," she says, with a soft smile. "On your stomach, Ryan."

You do as she suggests, and so you only hear and feel what follows, your face pressed into her incense-doused pillow. Her legs drape over your back, and you feel not just her ass, but her barely-covered pussy press down into your lower back.

"I'm a natural giver," she says, as you hear a squirting sound, feel the slight tremor of her hands rubbing. "The best foreplay for me is to offer pleasure. How long has it been since you've had a massage, Ryan?"

You don't remember. Have you ever had one?

You have starting now. Her hands rub up and down your back. Applying pressure as necessary, but not offering a firm, brutal massage. She pays particular attention to your lower back, just above your ass. You're surprised that it's happening just with her hands on your back, and you can't help it. Your erection grows, and now is pressing into the bed.

At the same time, she starts rubbing her hips on you. Soon, the massage oil is not the only moisture on your back. You hear soft gasps emanating from above you.

"How...did you learn this?" you ask, gasping.

"We all spent the pandemic in our own way," she is now leaning forward, whispering into your ear. Her breath tickles your lobe. "I decided I wanted to become a massage therapist, at some point. I learned how to touch a body in the...right way."

"Oh," is all you can say. Because yes, this is...very right.

"You can turn around now, Ryan," she says.

You do so, and find that she has removed both her bra and panties without you noticing. Her trimmed pussy has been rubbing your back, bare. Before you lay down fully against the bed, she hooks the waistband of your boxers in her fingers and pulls it down.

"I'm ready, Ryan," she says, her mouth staying open, breaths heavy. "Are you?"

You just nod.

She climbs over you, on hands and knees, so that her face is looking directly down on yours. You expect her to kiss you, but she doesn't. Instead, she just locks eyes with yours as one of her hands reaches down, grips you. And soon, you feel a wet tightness envelop you, sliding down. You see every twitch in her face as it happens, every pleasured pulse. She gasps, and lowers down to your root.

"Oh," she says. "Oh...that's good."

You can't believe that it was this easy, as her body begins to grind against yours, establishing and working a firm rhythm. Her face is a symphony. So many pleasured sensations at once, lips opening to emit tiny gasps. It's enough for you get the sense of exactly what this is. Any actual connection between you is lacking, as evidenced by the lack of kiss. Those sensations are her sensations, and yours are your own. Right now, she is meeting her body's need with you.

And true to that, she hoists herself off you and turns around, so that now you can't see her face at all, anymore. Instead, she rotates a hundred and eighty degrees so that you are looking directly at her ass. Watching, now, as your cock slides up under it, into the brown lips of her pussy, just barely visible beneath those giant cheeks.

She manages to gasp out, "You can spank me, if you want," and then as she pounds down on you, her words disappear into a chorus of moans.

You almost don't make good on that offer. Because when she starts moving quickly, furiously, the two gigantic globes of her ass jiggle up and then down, rebounding off your abdomen with meaty slaps. And for a moment, that's enough. It's pure bliss as you feel your cock unsheath itself almost to the head, and then be smothered by her beautiful pussy stretching around it.

But finally you attain your awareness again, and give her one hard slap on the ass, sending its jiggling into overdrive. She lets out one pleasured yelp, then another as you follow it up.

"That's right," she manages, gasping out. "We...need...friction. Furiosity. We can't be...gentle with this. We need to work out...our stress. Our frustration. Show it to me, here. Exorcize it."

You do so, on her ass, smacking it again. And she whimpers in pleasure. Then she does something new. She puts her hands on the bed, her knees on either side of you, and uses the strength of her entire body to send her ass shooting up and down as forcefully as possible. Now you can't spank her anymore. You can't do anything. You can barely handle watching the hypnotic motion of her body working on you. And then that familiar, pleasured pressure begins to rise.

"I'm...I'm going to..." You stammer out.

"Inside me," she commands. "Now."

And in time with that command, you feel something new. A sensation you've never experienced before, as through some muscular action she tightens her pussy around you.

That practically conjures it. Column after column shoots up into her as she does not slow down for a second, does not loosen her now-incredible grip. The only response you get is a slow, sated, and guttural, "yesss...." which she lets out, and which runs the entire time that you are cumming inside her.

Finally, when you're done, she lingers there for one more second. Then she lifts herself off. You see one white spot inside the lips of that beautiful, tight pussy before it is out of your sight.

Then she turns. Looks you in the eyes. "How is your sacral chakra?"

You manage to gasp it out. "Aligned."

"Good, I'm glad you can be so confident as to be able to say it now," she considers. "This has been helpful, for me. But I don't think it's enough, yet. We'll need to do it again, at some point."

We'll need to. "Yes," you say, completely blown away.

She looks down, examining your cock, and then frowns. She leaves out through the curtain, as you stare up at the ceiling in a daze, then comes back with a napkin, and starts cleaning you.

"You gave a lot," she says. "I guess I should take it as a compliment."

"Yes. I...uh. Yes."

She smiles, then sits on the bed, staring at you. Finally, she says. "Let me know when you've recovered. I don't want to rush you. My roommates will be back soon, though."

"Oh," you say. "Uh. Right."

Because she offered you exactly what you asked for. She didn't even kiss you. But she did work with you to align both of your sacral chakras. And that was what you wanted. Right?

Yes. Yes, you tell yourself, as you get one last peek at her huge ass. This was definitely what you wanted.

You put your clothes on, and with one last smile from her, you step out of her room. No commitment, no romance, just two sacral chakras getting thoroughly aligned.

Yasmin (Lust) +10
Philanderer +1