Yang guides Ren through a tantric massage

All the excitement from rubbing Ren's body had Yang itching to get out of her clothes. While sitting toe-to-toe with Ren on the yoga mat, Yang begins to remove her top. Her big guns ricochet out of their bindings. Her erect nipples take aim at Ren. His eyes nearly pop right out their sockets!

Glorious blossoms of orange rippling from Yang's core are visualized by Ren's evolved semblance. Her body oozes ferocious passion. Glistening sweat shows its first signs of breaking through her pores in anticipation of being touched.

Dashing her top aside, Yang's spandex pants come flying off her waist next. She elevates her butt off the ground and takes them down to her ankles in one lunge. Yang slips one foot out and kicks away her pants with the other. She leans back to present her moist flower and drizzling hot rod shamelessly. Yang pants like a bitch in heat as Ren bears witness to her full package. Exposing herself to a fresh pair of admiring eyes made Yang's pulse race!

"Your body is amazing!" Ren comments.

Yang squeals, flattered by Ren's compliment whilst her body rattles with a giddy vibration. Getting fully undressed in front of male sex partner can be daunting for a futanari. Yang believed it was better to disclose being a futanari to guys she likes early to avoid any shock in the bedroom. Some would act as if her penis isn't there once they got down and dirty. Others were totally into playing with it!

Yang did not have what some would describe as a "girly penis", which some may expect from a futanari. It was thick, veiny and six inches long. Larger than Ren's penis in fact! Lesser men could feel intimidated by Yang's manhood. Not Ren however- a futanari phallus was simply a joystick to him!

"Let's skip the back massage and go straight for the jewels!" Yang says, gushing with enthusiasm.

Yang shuffled her body forward eagerly towards Ren. She lays back on the yoga mat facing the ceiling. Ren moves off the yoga mat to kneel at Yang's side while she stretches her legs out. Ren applies some massage oil to his hands and begins to butter up Yang's thighs. Ren's boiling blood keeps him warm even though he is totally naked. His hands glide up towards Yang's belly for a tummy rub. Her scolding hot flesh makes the entire storeroom feel like a sauna.

Ren's attention shifts to massaging Yang's testicles. They were shaved smooth as eggshells. Yang's balls were a pleasure to handle. Each motion Ren delivered made Yang sing a new note. In futanari anatomy, some pleasure nerves in the testicles trigger a response in the vagina. Testicular stimulation is a massive turn on for futanari! Yang moans like her mind is melting from Ren's ball rub! Her song of delight tempts Ren to touch himself while massaging Yang.

"Focus on giving pleasure rather than receiving it. That is an essential mindset to have during a tantric massage. You are in charge of channelling my energy," Yang remarks, speaking almost as if she read Ren's mind. She rushes to finish her sentences in between deep breaths.

Ren remains disciplined. He closes his eyes to witness Yang's emotions with his evolved semblance. Ren can sense the areas Yang wants to be touched. His hands follow paths of orange petals making lines along Yang's balls like arrows. They direct him to swirl his thumbs round in circles.

Seconds later, a miniature bouquet forms around the tip of Yang's penis, signaling for Ren to unsheathe her foreskin. A waterfall of orange petals flows downwards from Yang's tip once her banana is unpeeled- she wants Ren to polish her pipe thoroughly!

Ren puts some elbow grease in jerk off Yang's tip. The massage oil makes his polishing swift and seamless. The slippery sounds of Ren's handjob is music to the ears! Yang can hardly stay still from the rush of ecstasy! Her salacious moans grow louder and louder.

Yang's shaft is illuminated with thousands of small, energetic petals like a vibrant flame. Ren observes as the blaze rises. Her inner heat crawls higher until it touches the ceiling. It passes through their concrete confines and reaches for the skies. Yang is on cloud nine!

"Vam!" Yang chants loudly.

Ren halts fanning her flames. He opens his eyes to study Yang's body. Her chest inflates rapidly, **** for air. Her glistening sweat sparkles like jewels across her flesh. Her cock was stiff as a brick! Underneath Yang's testicles, Ren finds her pussy drenched with hot sticky vaginal fluids. Finally, Ren takes a look at Yang's face. Her flushed red cheeks, golden locks and lilac eyes were a work of art.

Seeing how Ren took the initiative to reach for her lady garden, Yang decides to progress into the next stage of her lesson. A tantric massage for a vagina has several steps which Yang instructs Ren to follow. Step 1 begins by placing the whole hand over the vulva. The palm of Ren's hand fits neatly over Yang’s muff. He circles around the surface of Yang's flower.

"You have a lot to learn about how female genitalia works, so take your time in feeling me out," Yang flirts.

Ren assesses how malleable the vagina is when shifted in any given direction, what pressure he could apply to it and the texture of its overall structure. Yang giggles to herself as Ren plays doctor with her.

Yang proceeds to direct Ren through poking around the bend between the vulva and the thigh. Yang appears to be ticklish in this area! Ren can determine which parts of this area will be ideal gripping during a romp through his examination.

Following this, Yang encourages Ren to play with their outer pussy lips slowly. Having previously not known that there was a distinction between inner vaginal lips and outer vaginal lips, Ren pays attention to the folds of outer lips twitch while making Yang squeal!

The area between the anus and genitals becomes Ren's assignment thereafter. Yang confesses that she has explored this erogenous zone more than most people due to her prior experiences with anal penetration! She advises that it is best to be gentle while handling the perineum for those not explicitly keen on anal stimulation.

Yang tells Ren to stroke her clitoris next. Ren finds that the clitoris has a glans like the tip of a penis and the hood covering it comparable to a foreskin. Yang emphasizes that Ren should find ways to play with the clitoris during sex because of its importance for vaginal stimulation.

Starting with one finger, Yang guides Ren through playing with her inner pussy lips. He is only permitted to tease entry into the vagina. Strumming her bow makes Yang’s legs shake! Hastily, Yang commands Ren to her pussy spread between two fingers. Ren looks inside the pink cavern of flesh. Yang advises Ren to be mindful of which angle he must use to penetrate the vulva during sex.

The final step for performing a vaginal tantric massage is finger penetration to hit the G-spot while stimulating the clitoris. Yang tells Ren to make a Karana mudra (also known as the sign of the horns) with his hand. Ren was familiar with this gesture from their yoga classes. She turns Ren’s palm upwards as he makes the gesture. Then, Yang positions his middle and wedding fingers to enter her vagina. His thumb is conveniently aimed towards Yang’s clitoris.

Yang makes Ren's penetrating fingers point up to reach her G-spot. This application of the Karana mudra gives Ren a good idea of where inside the vagina he should aim to make a girl climax. His fingers wiggle about Yang’s G-spot as she descends into manic erotic howling!

As a precaution, Ren removes his fingers before Yang chants the Vam mantra for him to stop. He wasn't going to let her cum that easily after denying him an orgasm seven times!

When Ren removes his fingers, Yang insists he should taste her vaginal fluids. Yang already got a taste of Ren's precum during her blowjob. Reciprocating the ingestion of sexual fluids was part of the tantric sex tradition.

Ren swallows his pride and puts his soggy fingers into his mouth. The taste is unpleasant but the thought of letting Yang down was far worse. His own emotions come into view via his evolved semblance. There is a mixture of humiliation, lust, disgust and acceptance. Yet, underpinning all these emotions was something far grander- mutual love.

Yang reaches for some wipes and takes Ren's hands to clean them. Her orange haze of eroticism converted into swirls of green, blue and indigo. Ren and Yang did not need to say aloud that they loved each other. They had already shown it by willingly sharing so much of themselves with each other.

Yang and Ren touch foreheads, wrapped in the mystical wonder of love. To find someone willing to do the insane with you is an experience that transcends the flesh. It ripples through time and defies reason.

Kneeling together, they hold one another in a tight embrace once their hands are made clean. Their souls are united in love. Ren breaks their embrace to peer into Yang's lilac eyes again. The window to her soul transmits Yang's longing, erupting like a volcanic plume.

They know what they must do next.