Not a massage

Not a massage.

— Have we really decided to do this? Are we really going?" — they had asked each other this question for the hundredth time that day.

She, a 49-year-old blonde of average height, with a high 4th size bust, a narrow waist with a slight feminine tummy, magnificent firm buttocks, and long slender legs.

He, a 50-year-old tall blonde with sharp facial features and a moderately toned, muscular figure.

They had spent their entire lives together, known each other since first grade, started living together during their university years, and got married as soon as they graduated and started earning.

A year ago, something

changed in their sex life. Or rather, not something, but somehow. Sex had always been fine for them, regular and quality. But last autumn, this process changed radically. As if a dam had burst. She allowed anal sex (which had been unthinkable before), He could perform cunnilingus on her for hours, and She responded with deep blowjobs and anilingus; various toys for her and for him appeared in bed, and they even had favorite porn films that both liked. And somehow naturally, they began fantasizing about someone else in their bed. They talked about it, it turned both of them on, and their sex after such conversations became even more passionate and uninhibited.

And so, one summer, over a bottle of wine, They decided they should try something from their fantasies, but starting with an erotic massage for the woman in the presence of the man, so there wouldn't be too much shock for both.

It turned out not so easy to find a masseur even in a big city! Usually, the photos on websites showed grim-looking, pumped-up guys with tightly pursed lips and not a hint of a smile, and they exuded not sexuality and eroticism, but sullenness and aggression. But water wears away stone, and finally they liked masseur Alex, a nice guy with a charming smile. Alex was significantly younger, but this didn't bother them, since it was about a massage, albeit an erotic one.

And so finally He called Alex and arranged a session time for the evening of the next day. All morning and day They were busy with things, but both couldn't distract themselves from the thought of what was coming. Getting ready for the meeting, They stole embarrassed glances at each other.

— God, what am I doing, I'm primping for a meeting with a complete stranger!" — She thought.

— Just a little more and She will be lying naked in front of another man, and he will be kneading her in the most intimate places, how will I react to this?" — He thought.

And then evening came. They drove to the indicated street, parked, and went to look for the right building. Finding it, They were stunned. The building turned out to be a school! And so excited, They were simply shocked! But everything quickly became clear; it turned out He had mixed up the streets due to nervousness, and instead of Novolesnaya, they were looking for a building on Lesnaya. Fortunately, these streets were nearby.

They quickly found the building and the necessary entrance. Alex had already come out to meet them. The office where Alex led them turned out to be a very cozy room with soft subdued lighting, an artificial fireplace, and a massage table.

— Take off your outerwear, come in, let's get acquainted, — Alex suggested with a polite smile.

They took off their jackets and shoes and walked to the center of the room, where a surprise awaited them in the form of a large bed, which was impossible to see from the entrance.

— So, what do you expect from the meeting? — looking at Her, Alex asked.

She, from excitement, couldn't utter a word; only one thought was pounding in her head: "WHAT AM I DOING?"

He tried to cope with the excitement and answered:

— We've decided to try this for the first time. We're trying to diversify our sex life, add some spice.

— OK, I understand you, Alex continued to look intently at Her. Tell me, what are your limits? Kissing, body-to-body contact, touching, and penetration of intimate zones?

— Alex, — He answered, — for us, this is all a first, we don't know how each of us will react to what, so let's consider that there are no limits, of course, except for sexual intercourse with penetration, and we'll adjust something in the process, is that possible?

— Of course, and that's probably the most correct approach for the first time. Do you need a shower?

— No, we just took one at home, — for the first time that evening, She said in a half-whisper.

— Excellent, then shall we begin? Undress and lie down, Alex gently nudged her towards the bed. And you, have a seat, he pointed to the chair at the foot of the bed.

He sat in the chair, and he and Alex began to watch as She undressed.

T-shirt, jeans, bra. A questioning look at him: "the thong too?"

— Of course, — Alex guessed without words, — we won't need them, take them off and lie on your stomach on the bed.

With a decisive movement, She pulled off her panties and, covering her breasts with her hand, lay down on the bed, burying her face in the pillow.

Alex approached the bed, took off his T-shirt, looked at Him, and pulled down his shorts. Naturally, there was no underwear underneath, and He could examine "their choice" in detail. About 30 years old, with a regular face and a dazzling white smile, slender, evenly tanned, and with a complete absence of pubic hair. His penis was about 15-17 cm and looked damn handsome.

Alex took out some oil, squeezed a few drops onto his palm and a little onto her back. Then he leaned over and began slowly rubbing the oil over her body. First the neck, then the shoulders and back, then the legs and feet. She lay calmly and didn't make a sound. Then Alex began moving up her legs with soft motions, rubbing in the oil. When he reached her buttocks, he began carefully stroking and lightly kneading them in circular motions. One of his hands lowered to her slit and lightly touched it. She shuddered all over and slightly, just a tiny bit, involuntarily spread her legs. Alex noticed this barely perceptible movement, and it served as a kind of permission for him to continue. He added more oil to his palms and began actively stroking her anus and vagina with both hands, then carefully inserted a couple of fingers into her slit, while with the other hand he began rubbing her clitoris. A hot wave of desire and shame pierced her: "And He sees all this and isn't jealous?" She raised her head and looked back, straight into his eyes. "Everything's fine," — He answered with his eyes alone, — "relax, that's why we came here." She buried her face in the pillow again.

He saw the whole picture from the side: a nice man stroking the buttocks, anus, and labia of his wife, gently kissing her neck and behind the ear, running his tongue along her back. He saw all this perfectly, and through the furious excitement, one thought knocked: "Why am I not jealous, when before I could get jealous over a single glance, but now there's nothing like that."

Alex turned his head towards him: "Aren't you hot, don't you want to undress?" He didn't need to be asked twice; instantly, his shirt, jeans, and underwear flew to the floor, and He began observing the scene on the bed again, but now completely naked, stroking and jerking his own penis.

Meanwhile, Alex began stroking all her body with his hands again, then began gently rubbing his body against her back, starting from her buttocks with his chest and moving higher and higher, until she felt his penis on her butt. "He's completely naked," — the thought flashed through her mind, — "How, just like that?" As if reading her thoughts and confirming them, Alex sat down beside her, took her hand, and placed her palm on his penis. For the first time in her life, she was touching another man's penis, and in front of her beloved man at that, but she felt neither unpleasant nor ashamed. Her fingers closed around the shaft, and she began gently moving her hand along its entire length, occasionally stroking and lightly squeezing the dangling sac of his testicles. She turned to look at Him again, but not to ask permission, but to see his reaction.

He sat with his legs wide apart, not taking his eyes off what was happening, and his hand was already actively moving along his penis, sometimes completely exposing the head, sometimes completely covering it with the foreskin.

Alex, without changing position, reached his hands to her perineum again, inserted several fingers deep inside, and began moving them intensely. His other hand sometimes stroked her buttocks, sometimes gently caressed her anus, sometimes stroked her hand moving along the entire length of his penis.

— Don't you want to join us? — Alex addressed Him.

He instantly rose from the chair, approached the bed, knelt by her feet, and began stroking her thighs and buttocks. A noticeable shiver ran through her body.

— How nice it is to feel two pairs of male hands on my body," — she thought, continuing to jerk Alex's penis, — "I want this to last forever!

His hand replaced the masseur's hand in her perineum. It was very hot and very wet there.

Alex continued to direct the process:

— Don't you want to enter her? — he asked Him.

And then, for the first time in his life, a bedroom mishap happened to Him. His penis, which a minute ago stood like a 22-centimeter bayonet, suddenly instantly went limp and turned into a 5-centimeter worm. Moreover, this didn't affect sensitivity at all; the entire head was covered in male lubrication, of which there was so much that it dripped from the urethra in a viscous, transparent thread. "Pre-ejaculate" — for some reason, the name surfaced in his head.

Alex noticed his confusion, glanced at his crotch, and instantly understood everything,

— It's nothing serious, this often happens, you got too nervous and lost your erection, it will recover after a while, the desire is still there, right?

— Yes, both the desire and the sensitivity, — He somehow instantly calmed down.

She, hearing their conversation, turned her head, looked at Him, silently extended her free hand, and began kneading and stroking his shriveled penis.

A scene worthy of good German porn from the 80s.

A naked woman lies on her stomach, face buried in a pillow, and with her hands jerks off and strokes the penises and testicles of two men, who at that moment are kissing and stroking her back, legs, buttocks, massaging her vagina and clitoris with their fingers. Waves of shivers ran through her body, betraying her pleasure at what was happening.

After about five minutes, realizing his penis was ready for action again, He gently freed himself from her hand, moved Alex's hands away from her slit, and with one sharp movement entered her, completely immersing himself in her soft and hot flesh. She exhaled deeply and pushed her pelvis towards him, and He began slowly and gently fucking her, kissing her neck and ears.

However, after 10-15 thrusts, He felt his penis beginning to go limp again, and He pulled out of her, leaning back on the bed next to her.

At that time, the masseur stepped away from the bed but quickly returned, holding a condom in his hand. Alex silently showed the rubber to Him, asking a question with his eyes. He leaned towards her and whispered: "Look at Alex, if you agree — I don't mind." She turned her head towards the masseur and, immediately understanding everything, buried her face in the pillow again.

Thoughts raced through her head at a gallop: "What are we doing? Why did we go so far? And how will He react to this later? But God, how good it feels!" She turned her head to him; fear, extreme arousal, and lust battled in her eyes, and she nodded her head almost imperceptibly. He leaned towards her, pulled her head close, and gently kissed her on the lips.

Then he turned to Alex and said: "Well then, let's try."

Alex quickly put on the condom, approached Her from behind, lifted her by the hips, put her on her knees, and then slowly inserted his penis into her vagina. It was so wet there that he didn't even need to help with his hand.

She let out a long, quiet moan, arched her back, and pushed back as much as possible to meet the new penis. Alex began moving inside her, gradually increasing the pace. At that moment, He, lying beside them, caressed her rhythmically swaying breasts with his hands and lips.

There were absolutely no thoughts left in her head except: "How good, deeper, even deeper, yesss!!!"

After caressing her breasts for a while longer, He noticed there was enough space between her head and the headboard, moved there, sat in front of her face, and spread his legs wide. She, already thinking of nothing, took his penis into her mouth with her lips and began sucking it. She didn't even have to make any movements, since her head was moving rhythmically in time with Alex's movements, who continued to pound her quite firmly from behind.

The view opening up for Him was beautiful: his wife's mouth sliding onto his penis, Alex's hands stroking and squeezing her arched back, her protruding rear, which shuddered from the thrusts of the second man powerfully entering her vagina, her moans and rolled-back eyes…. He reached out his hands and began kneading her breasts, squeezing and pinching her nipples. Her moans began to turn into groans. Suddenly, she released his penis, lowered her head, and began licking and sucking his testicles, then lowering even further, reached his anus and began actively caressing it with her tongue and finger. Now he couldn't hold back a long, deep moan.

All this continued for about 10-15 minutes. All three were wet from sweat, excitement, and her lubrication. Then they turned her onto her back and began stroking and kissing her breasts, neck, tummy, thighs, and clitoris together, periodically entering her. She no longer understood — whose hands, lips, and whose penis were inside her; there was so much of her lubrication that a small puddle had formed beneath her.

After some time, Alex moved Him aside, knelt between her widely spread legs, inserted several fingers into her slit, and began moving them actively, pressing hard on the pubic bone from the inside. He, at that time, kissed her breasts, nibbling her nipples and stroking her tummy with his hand. Suddenly, he felt her body tense up, she involuntarily moaned languidly, and at the same moment, a stream of liquid poured onto his hand lying on her tummy.

— What is that? — He asked in bewilderment and looked at Alex.

— Squirting, — the masseur smiled, — have you experienced it before?

She lay completely weakened by bliss and probably didn't even hear the question.

— No, for the first time, — He answered for both of them. He reached out his hand and touched her thighs and pubic mound. Everything was wet, as if several glasses of water had been poured out. He sniffed his hand and, licking it, felt neither smell nor taste, as if it really were water.

After that, they caressed each other again, She jerked and stroked their penises, they kissed and stroked her body, taking turns fucking her.

In the end, she had a powerful orgasm from the caresses of her clitoris. As if a bomb had exploded throughout her entire body, in her head, stomach, crotch, sweeping away the remnants of her consciousness. For several minutes, She couldn't come to her senses, not understanding where she was or who was with her. Did she scream, did she moan? She didn't remember.

Who brought her to this, she didn't understand, and she didn't care.

In the end, He fucked her in different positions, and Alex, sitting by her head, caressed her breasts, and she jerked