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Massage Gift For My Wife (MMF, wife, rom, mast)
by THe Northern Writer (address withheld)
***
Wife and I go to a hotel. I surprise her with a another man coming
in and giving her a massage.
***
My wife, Sophie and I are in our mid 40's and enjoy an orccasional
get away now and then. We're both very busy professionals and
rarely have time to enjoy each others company during the Monday
through Friday work week.
I stop at a spa and receive a Swedish full-body massage every few
months. My wife just hadn't opted to receive a massage over the
years that I've been getting them, but didn't mind that I received
them.
I kept asking her why, and she said that she'd rather that I be in
a room if she got one, and that if I were there that might be a
bit different.
Later that night, when we were laying in bed, the thought of
having a man's hands all over her, while she was in the nude,
while I watched started to get me quite excited. We had the lights
off, and I turned over in bed, (We both sleep in the nude), and I
started asking her the following:
"So, which would you rather have if you had a massage... a man or
a woman?" She stated that she'd probably want a man to do the
massage.
I asked her if she'd be shy laying in the nude, with no covers on.
She stated that she didn't mind that, cause it was like being on a
beach and untying your top for a tan.
I asked her if she'd want this man to massage her "All over." She
said, "Not all over, but, maybe if he was really good."
By now, I was fully erect, and I scooted over to her and pushed my
erection against her. She moaned lightly and turned her head in my
direction and gave me a deep, sensual full kiss. She then reached
down and started stroking my cock. As she was stroking it she
said: "So, does the idea of a man giving me a massage excite you?"
Now, I was really hard, and she noticed it again and gave out
another soft moan.
Now, I slowly pulled the covers back and put my bare leg over her
thighs, against the mound of her pussy. I put one hand over her
right breastt, and with my left hand I reached to the head board
of the bed and grabbed the lotion.
I squeezed some on her left breast, then I started rubbing it on
both breasts. She started to really pump my cock, and then she
rubbed her hand over her breasts for lotion for her hand, then she
started rubbing my balls and stroking my cock -- alternating
between them.
I turned on the low reading light at the head of the bed, and
there I saw two perky breasts who's nipples were pointing straight
at the ceiling. With her spare hand, my wife was rubbing her clit
with a lot of speed and vigor. She looked at me and smiled, but
kept doing what she was doing. I went up on my knees, next to her
side, and leaned into her for a full kiss. I then layed on top of
her, slowly spreading her legs with my knee. She was moaning with
anticipation.
I then glided into her lotioned pussy and she moaned again, "So,
Mister is this how you give a massage?" This put me over the edge,
and I started ramming my 10" into her, with my balls slapping
against her Italian ass with gusto. She came just before I did,
and then she milked me for all she was worth.
After we lay there for a few minutes exhausted, I turned to her
again and asked her if she'd like to go to a hotel about 50 miles
from the town we lived in. I told her I could search the internet
and find a male to come to the hotel and give her a massage. She
cooed and said: "I only want a massage, and nothing funny." "I
want you in the room to watch over it."
I set up the massage, and before I knew it the weekend was here
and we were in our hotel room.
We arrived to the fancy hotel 4 hours before her massage was to
begin. What my wife didn't know was that I got the massage
therapist's telephone number off the internet and had talked to
him for about 20 minutes describing my wife in detail and telling
him how he could seduce her with the massage. I told him that I
would also want a massage when he was done with her. He agreed and
said he'd meet me at the hotel's lobby. He told me what kind of
hat he'd be wearing, and I told him what kind of jacket I'd have
on, so we could recognize each other.
My wife and I put our swim suits on, went to the hotel's pool and
found out we were one of the only ones using it. There was only 2
other couples there... one couple looked to be in their 50's, and
the other in their early 30's. My wife and I went to the hot tub.
With our 3rd stiff drink in our hands, we entered the hot tub. My
wife was getting a bit tipsy, and was giggling. She had on her
"HOT" swimsuit. It was a bikini that had a thong bottom, with a
mini top that barely covered her nipples. She was getting quite
the stares from both the other men. After we were in the hot tub
for about 5 minutes, the other 2 men and their wives joined us.
The 3 of us couples all talked, and surprisingly, we were all
joking around just 10 minutes into meeting one another.
The couple in their 30's said they were on a romantic weekend and
that they hoped the hotel rooms were fairly sound proof. The
couple in their 50's said that they were on a trip, just stopping
at the hotel for the night. They said that they did more love
making now, than they did when they were in their 30's. My wife
Sofie and I said that we liked coming to a hotel about once a
month to have a romantic get away, and that my wife was going to
have her first "Nude" massage in about 3 hours in our hotel room.
The other couples relayed their massage experiences and said they
wanted to hear all about the massage in the morning, and that
they'd be in the hot tub about 10 a.m. the next morning. We agreed
to share Sofie's experience from the evening, and then we asked
them if they had fantasies that they'd been sharing as a couple
throughout their married lives too. We all shared a variety of
fantasies, and during the time we talked, we shared a bottle of
home made wine that Don had brought (Older gentleman in his 50's).
We swam, took sauna's, and hot tubbed over the next few hours and
we all became quite good friends.
At one time in that short 3 hour period, my wife was in the hot
tub alone with Don and Sam (Guy in his 30's) and I was in the
sauna, watching her from the darkened sauna, through the glass
door (She didn't know I could see her) and the 2 ladies, Sally (In
her 50's) and Gail (In her 30's) were in the pool engrossed in
conversation.
My wife was sitting between Don and Sam. Her suit had slid
slightly to the left (her top) and one of her nipples was fully
exposed. She either didn't know it or she didn't care, but the
guys looked heavily enthralled with talking to her and viewing the
merchandise. Finally, with a hard-on, I got up in the sauna, and
walked over to the hot tub, Sofie looked up (surprised) and gave
me a seductive smile.
She slowly moved her top over her nipple, and her smiling eyes
never left mine. Then, with her nipple covered, her eyes went down
to my crotch, saw my hard-on, and then she licked her lips, looked
back at my eyes and smiled. She then stood up, and bent over to
Don and gave him a kiss on his cheek, while at the same time
exposing her thong back to Sam.
She bent over to Sam, exposing her ass to Don, and gave Sam a kiss
that landed 1/2 on his lips and 1/2 on his cheek. She said; "Well
gentlemen, you certainly have me relaxed for my massage -- if my
masseuse is half as good looking and nice as either of you, I'll
be lucky. (I knew the booze was definitely taking place and now I
was so hard my cock hurt.)
We walked over to the pool and said to the ladies that we'd see
them in the morning. They wished Sofie good luck and told her to
behave.
We got to the room, and had 20 minutes before the massage. I
quickly got dressed, and Sofie went into the shower and said she'd
put her slinky, see-through robe on, and that she'd be ready when
the masseuse got there. I smiled, gave her a kiss, and then I lead
her over to the bed, she got on all 4's, and I dropped my pants. I
spread her legs, and then slowly entered her from beind.
I started slamming my 10" cock into her cunt. She screamed and I
grunted for a good 3 minutes, and then I quickly pulled out,
pulled up my pants, and said: "Be ready for your massage for when
I come back with your Male Massager. She begged me to keep fucking
her, but I said that the room had a nice odor now, and that she
was now in the right mood for a man to rub his hands all over her
body.
I went to the lobby. Sure enough, right on time was her masseuse.
He had on a NY baseball cap, and I was wearing the black jacket
that I'd told him I would. I said: "Ted?"
"Yes. You must be Bob."
We shook hands, and I told him all the details of what had
happened that evening and said that I didn't want him fucking my
wife, and that this was her first nude massage. I told him to have
fun massaging her. I also told him that I still wanted her to lay
nude on top of his sheet and not to cover her up at all.
We went to the room, Ted set up his massage table, and then he
went into the bathroom. When he stepped into the bathroom, I
quickly stepped over to my unsuspecting wife (she thought it'd be
a normal massage) and said; "Well, what do you think?" She sighed,
opened her robe and jumped on me. She gave me a long kiss and
said; "He's a hunk - and I will obey." She then quickly composed
herself, closed her robe, and sat in a chair by the massage table
waiting for Bob to emerge from the bathroom.
Bob came out in a slinky pair of underwear, with a small apron in
front of that which held his massage oils. He was in great shape.
He had a great tan, he had muscles, and was good looking. He
walked over to my wife and said; "Well, Sofie shall we have that
massage?" My wife giggled, (1/2 drunk), and Bob looked over at me,
and I was in my boxers, watching intently. Bob walked her over to
the table, he said he'd hang her robe up for her, and she stepped
forward, letting it fall from her shoulders, exposing her
beautiful Italian body.
Bob hung her robe carefully over the chair and asked my wife to
turn around and face him. She giggled and did so. From my vantage
point sitting on the bed with a stiff hard-on, I watched with keen
interest. Facing each other, he put his hands on her shoulders,
and then ran his fingers along the outside of her arms as he was
keeping his eyes fixed on hers. Then, he ran his fingers back up
her arms, keeping them on her shoulders and rubbing her shoulders
from the front very gently. She closed her eyes, and I could see
that her breasts were very tight and her nipples were longer than
I'd ever remembered seeing them, very stiff.
Bob then moved his hands from her shoulders, down lightly, with
the backs of his fingers going over her breasts, slowly and
methodically, all the while keeping his eyes fixed on my wife's
eyes. Then, he put his hands on the front of her hips, and he put
his naked upper torso up closer to her, and then he reached around
her, placing his hands on her cheeks of her ass, and put his chest
against her breasts. I thought my wife would pass out.
She gasped, and then he looked over at me....and that was my cue
to hit the play button on his tape player. I hit play, and then he
started to slowly sway with my wife, like a waltz. He then started
rubbing her ass, while they were dancing, and then moved his hands
up her back, and back down to her ass. They did this for a full
slow song, and then he stepped back, lightly kissed my wife on the
lips and said; "Let's get you on the table for your full body
massage."
My wife turned, and her eyes were glazy. She looked over at me,
and I gave her a thumbs up. I looked at Bob and winked at him. My
wife started her massage face up. Bob started by massaging her
breasts. He stood so I could easily see. There was enough light
from the low lamp that I could easily see my wife's full body. Bob
massaged her breasts for a good 10 minutes. He rubbed her nipples,
cupped her breasts, put lotion on his own chest and half layed
across the table while moving across her side to side and
massaging her chest to breast.
I could definitely hear Bob whispering sweet nothings to her, and
could hear her moaning. Bob kept this up, and then he went down to
the pussy hairs and started rubbing on their outside. He was using
his whole arm up and down her thighs and was alternating from the
her thighs to her breasts in his massage.
Finally, he was standing at her feet, and he spread her legs as
wide as the table. He put a pillow under her knees, and then he
commenced to rub the inside of her thighs, and moving up to her
glistening clit. He was inserting 1, then 2, then 3 fingers into
her pussy on his upward movements of the massage, slowly bringing
my wife to a total of 3 orgasms.
Needless to say... I got a massage after she had hers -- but she
helped Bob give me that massage. Also, the next morning we shared
with the other couples about our wonderful night.
More on my next story.