Vegas Massage for Sexy Wife

It had been at about 7 years since the last time that Linda and I were in Las Vegas. COVID and our busy lives got in the way for a while so we had both been really looking forward to our trip to sin city to see all that had changed.

We are not much for gambling, especially the losing part, but really enjoy the shows, food and walking through the huge resorts. For this trip, we booked a room at the Mandalay Bay Resort with a room facing the strip. We had never previously stayed at the Mandalay Bay before, but on each of our past trips spent at least one day at the Moorea Beach Club Adult Pool which allowed Linda to sunbathe topless and give all the guys a special treat showing off her amazing breasts, long legs, great ass, sexy abs and stunning face.

Our plane landed late in the morning, so we grabbed a bite to eat and headed to the Moorea Beach Club for a few hours while waiting for our room to be ready. As she had done in the past, Linda removed her bikini top and despite now being 60, she was being checked out by guys of all ages. While we were relaxing, a masseuse and masseur from the Spa were walking around and telling people about specials that they had going on in the Spa. It was obvious to me that the masseur was very interested in Linda, despite her being about 25 years older than he was. We politely said that we had just arrived and asked for a brochure to look at the services they have.

After a few hours we received a text that our room was ready. We grabbed our luggage from the bell hop and went to our room. We were on the 30th floor and the view of the strip was amazing, even without all the lights that would be glittering once the sun went down.

For this trip, we had only made a few reservations for activities, so for the most part our schedule was wide open and we could decide what to do in the moment and not have to be worried about being locked into a schedule. That was going to be especially helpful since so much had changed since the last time we were here.

The rest of that day and the following day were amazing just being able to walk around the strip while holding my stunning wife's hand just taking it all in and deciding what we wanted to do when we saw something. We finished each night with an incredible lovemaking session even though it was quicker than usual due to being tired from all the walking and being in the sun all day.

Each of us slept in a bit on Saturday and decided to get a late breakfast and then go back to the Moorea Beach Club for a few hours when would allow us to get in a bit more relaxing and possibly a nap before we started down the other side of the strip. I had grabbed the spa brochure that we had received our first day and gave it to Linda so she could check out the options while we were eating our breakfast. She was looking for something that she had never gotten before and I commented that they had a 4-hand full body massage as an option. Linda said that she saw that and would only be interested in that if I was providing 2 of the hands, which may allow me to learn a few techniques from the masseuse I would be working with.

We were at the club with Linda's amazing breasts on display for about an hour with I noticed the masseur that had stopped by on our arrival day was again walking around talking to guests but was with a different masseuse this time. When they made their way around, he introduced them as Ian and Misha. He said he recalled meeting us a few days earlier and wanted to know if we had questions about any of their services. Linda said that the only one that she was kind of interested in was getting the 4-hand massage which immediately brought a smile to Ian's face. But then she continued to say that she would want me to be one of the two people giving her the massage. Misha apologized and said that was not possible as only their licensed massage therapists are permitted to provide services in their spa. Linda politely said that she was not interested in anything else and they moved on to the guests sitting in the next set of chairs.

About a half hour later, Ian returned by himself. He apologized that they could not meet Linda's request to get a 4-hand full body massage done in the spa with me acting as one of the massage therapists but had an option for us to consider. He said that he would be willing to give Linda the massage with me, but it would need to be done outside of his normal working hours and in our resort room since we could not use the Spa facilities. Linda was not sure, so he gave me his business card with his mobile number on the back and said he could bring his own massage table, the oils and even a bottle of mimosa that they serve in the spa, and he would be willing to do it for much less than the spa price sheet. We told Ian we would be in town for a few more days and would let him know.

Linda and I frequently role-play different scenarios of her being shared, but despite it being very arousing for us and leading to some great sex, we have never been willing to do any of it in real life. Linda had a very prim and proper upbringing and has never been fucked by anyone other than me which means a lot to each of us. After our many trips over the years and getting to watch guys check her out when she goes topless, it is a recurring fantasy of mine to watch another guy work on her incredible breasts, preferably while I am fucking her. It dawned on me that whether I could fuck her in the process or not, that doing a 4-hand full body massage on her with Ian would be a great opportunity for me to see another guy enjoy her tits. The fact that Ian was so much younger than us and was clearly checking her out made me want to make that happen even more.

After spending a few hours at Moorea Beach Club we started out walking down the east side of the strip. Just being together as we strolled through the many resorts from the MGM down to the Wynn was incredible. We did some shopping, caught an afternoon show and of course ate. We took the monorail back down the strip and got off at the stop nearest The Paris Resort. We went to the bar in their Eiffel Tower and each enjoyed a Souffle while watching the Bellagio fountains across the boulevard. It had been a fun and busy day but we still had enough energy for some fun when we returned to our room. I suggested we do a roleplay with Ian coming over and the 2 of us massaging every square inch of her body before ravishing her and driving her to multiple orgasms. She was extremely aroused and her pussy was even wetter than it normally gets.

As we were lying in bed, I asked her if she would like me to call Ian and see if he could join us the following evening and show me the proper techniques for giving such a heavenly body a very good massage. Linda was a little slow to answer but finally agreed that while Ian was in the room, it would just be a massage taking place. I agreed that it would just be a full body massage while he was there with us and then we would kick him out of the room for the real fun. She fell asleep in my arms as thoughts of Ian mauling her perfect tits kept going through my head and getting me rock hard again.

I texted Ian in the morning and although he had the day off and had a dinner date, he said he could be at our room at 9 in the evening, so I gave him our room number and told Linda that her massage was scheduled. We had another amazing day on the west side of the strip before getting dressed up and going to a fantastic steak dinner, which we followed up with another stop at The Paris Resort for another souffle.

Linda looked incredible in the midi-dress she was wearing. It had a deep plunge in the front showing some very sexy cleavage and it was open backed revealing her very smooth and tanned back. It also had a slit up the one side which gave a much better view of her long leg up to her hip as she walked.

When we got back the room Linda decided that she would take a quick shower before Ian arrived. Initially I was disappointed that he would not get to see her in the dress, but when she came out of the bathroom wearing only a loosely-tied silk robe, my cock immediately began to harden.

I also decided to take a quick shower to cool off from our long day in the sun as well. When I walked out of the bathroom, Linda was standing in front of the massive window overlooking the millions of lights that lined Las Vegas Boulevard. She tried to looked calm and relaxed but I could tell that she was nervous and tense. I walked over and gently rubbed her shoulders and asked her if she was ok. She smiled, eyes still on the skyline. "I think so."

"You won't be alone -- not even for a second" I told her which seemed to relax her a bit.

As I was holding her in my arms as we looked down the strip, there was a knock at the door - precisely on time.

I opened it to find Ian standing there, effortlessly confident in a dark-fitted polo and tailored slacks. Despite being at least 20 years younger than I was, he carried himself with a calmness that belied his age. Athletic and chiseled, with sun-kissed skin and arms shaped by years of training, Ian exuded strength without arrogance.

In one hand, he carried a large canvas shopping bad that contained a soft leather massage kit, a chilled bottle of mimosa and three stemmed flutes. In his other hand he had his massage table.

"I thought we'd start with a little toast," Ian said with a polite, warm smile. "Something to ease into the evening."

I stepped aside, letting him in. Ian placed the bottle on the desk, expertly uncorked it, and poured three glasses.

"To a wonderful evening teaching Rich how to give such an amazing woman a proper massage," he offered, handing one to each of us.

Linda raised her glass, locking eyes with both of us men and said "To trying something that makes me uncomfortable but trusting you both to make it a memorable massage."

The mimosa was cold and bright, the bubbles lighting a warm trail inside of Linda. Ian moved with confidence, setting up the massage table near the floor-to-ceiling windows, the skyline casting golden reflections across the room.

Linda lay face down on the massage table, her robe gently draped over the back of a nearby chair. A thin white towel rested across her hips, barely concealing the graceful curve of her lower back. The lights in the suite were low and golden, with the Vegas skyline flickering through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Ian approached with warmed oil in his hands, then looked at me saying, "I'll guide you. Just follow my lead, feel her breath, and mirror the pace of her breath."

I nodded, standing beside him, heart pounding not with nerves but with anticipation.

Our hands began in tandem--working slowly across Linda's back, shoulders, and neck. Ian's technique was fluid and expert, but more than that, it was like he was worshiping her body. And under his guidance, I quickly picked up the rhythm, learning how to press into tension without rushing and how to listen with my fingers.

On her shoulders, we started with our palms pressing gently at first--gliding in mirrored strokes down along the blades of her back. Ian showed me how to follow the shape of her muscles, not just with pressure but with presence. "Read her body like a conversation," he whispered.

Together, our hands moved in harmony--up along her neck, thumbs working into the knots beneath her shoulder blades. Ian used long, sweeping strokes down either side of her spine while I focused on the outer edges, gliding along her ribs, brushing the edges of her waist.

Linda's breath deepened. Her fingers flexed, then released as the tension began to melt from her body.

We moved lower--each of us taking one side. I massaged her lower back with wide, circular motions as Ian knelt slightly to work along the tops of her glutes, still respecting the line of the towel, his thumbs pressing into the muscles with practiced confidence. "Use your body weight," Ian coached me, "not just your hands. Let your touch feel grounded."

Next, we turned our attention to her long sexy legs.

Ian guided my hands to her left thigh while he took the right. Together, we kneaded the muscles with deep, fluid strokes, sliding our hands from the backs of her thighs to her calves. Linda shifted slightly on the table, releasing a soft breath that was nearly a sigh.

"Let your palms roll down slowly," Ian instructed, "then use your thumbs to trace back up, firm but careful." We alternated pressure, coaxing every knot of tension from her body.

Together, we explored every inch of her backside from her shoulders down to her toes, only skipping the area beneath the hand towel that was covering her sexy thong covered rear.

Ian asked Linda how she was doing and she said "wonderful." Ian then said he needed to use the bathroom and asked if we minded if he changed into shorts and a shirt rather than what he had worn on the date he came from.

Both of us said that was fine and he said that Linda could roll onto her back while he was changing and asked me to pour another round of drinks.

I gave Linda her mimosa while Ian was still in the bathroom and she drank it straight down. I grabbed the hand towel that had been covering her rear and handed it to her as she was laying down. She started by placing it over her panty covered pussy but then decided to cover her boobs. I was going to say that Ian had already seen her amazing rack but did not want to make her uncomfortable, so just stayed quiet.

When she was seemed ready, our eyes met and I leaned in and kissed her, slow and tender. I could tell from her response and passion in the kiss that she was very aroused. I handed Ian his drink as he came out the bathroom wearing a pair of running shorts and a sleeveless shirt. Ian did kind of a double take when he saw that Linda had covered her boobs with the small towel and I just shrugged my shoulders when he glanced at me.

Ian explained that we would begin with her feet and move up from there. He also said that when the massage on the front would be a little softer in nature and more delicate, not requiring some of the deeper tissue rubbing we did on her back.

We started with her feet moving slowly up the front of her legs. One thing that was very apparent to both of us was how aroused Linda must be based on the size of the wet spot showing in her panties that covered her tight pussy.

As we worked past her knees and towards hips, Ian showed me a technique that he was using by placing one hand on each side of her leg and slowly bringing his hands together on top of her leg while pushing in lightly. He did this from above her knee to just below her pussy-covered pussy being very careful and professional not to rub up against her pussy.

We both used this technique on each of her upper legs for about 5 minutes with each stroke slower than the last, more intimate and more tuned into her breath. Although Ian was always professional not to rub up against her pussy, I did brush one of my fingers across her panty-covered pussy which resulted in a very soft moan from Linda.

We next moved to her arms. Ian demonstrated how to cradle the wrist in one hand while massaging with the other, slowly moving from palm to shoulder. As we both did the same thing to each of her arms, I started getting very aroused thinking about what might be happening next.

As we finished her arms, Ian said that it was easier to do her neck and collarbone from the end of the massage table. Rather than trying to both stand past the end of the table and awkwardly reach to her neck and collarbone, I motioned to Ian that he should just do it which he nodded that he agreed.

He started by gently rubbing her neck and collarbone before moving to the front of her body that was showing above the hand towel covering her boobs. He again never crossed the line of the towel, but explored every square inch around the towel making gentle circles as he rubbed her skin. I admired his professionalism but really wanted him to remove the towel and maul her tits and I was getting very hard just thinking about it.

As I was just about to remove the towel myself, Linda opened her eyes and said she needed a quick bathroom break. She placed her hand over the towel covering her breasts and climbed off the massage table. Linda told us that we were both doing a fabulous job but the mimosa must have gone straight through her. As she was closing the bathroom door, she also said she would love another one if there was any left.

Ian poured the last of the mimosa into Linda's glass while we waited for her to return. I asked him what was left from a massage perspective and he said that we had covered her entire body so he could leave whenever I wanted him to unless she wanted us to work on a particular area of her body again.

He told me that I was a very lucky man because her body was amazing and her skin was very smooth and soft which is rarely the case as women get older. I kept on thinking about the fantasy that Linda and I often played out with another guy working on her breasts while I fucked her. That was the fantasy I most wanted to experience with her because I felt I would be very comfortable having another guy maul her tits since she goes topless whenever it is allowed when we travel. I had always felt though that was where I would draw the line as it meant a lot to me that I was the only guy to have ever gotten to fuck her tight pussy.

Not sure if it was the mimosas, being in sin city, seeing a physically fit much younger man massage her, or all the above, but I found myself thinking that I wanted to see him do more than just maul her tits and the strange thing was that I was feeling comfortable about it. I could tell that Ian wanted to do much more than just the massage, but the big question was what was Linda willing to do.

As I was thinking that she probably did not want anything from Ian other than the massage, she emerged from the bathroom without the hand towel or her arm covering her breasts. Linda moved across the room to the nightstand where Ian had placed her refilled mimosa. Even though Ian had seen her bare tits by the pool along with all the other women's tits, you could tell this pleasantly surprised him and as she downed the mimosa, he suggested returning to the massage table so we could finish the remaining areas of her body. I cut in and asked her if she would be more comfortable lying on the bed, which she agreed to, as I was hoping that she was thinking about our fantasy which would be much easier if she was on the bed, so Ian could work her tits while I fucked her.

Ian moved the massage table out of the way as Linda climbed onto the bed. She positioned herself diagonally on the king size bed with her head near the side. That would allow Ian to easily resume her upper body massage from above her shoulders and give me plenty of room to access her pussy if she was thinking the same thing I was.

Ian resumed the massage by rubbing down each of her sides to her waist and then back up to just below her arm pits before bring his hands together to the area just below her neck and above her amazing breasts. He did this multiple times with each pass getting a little closer to her tits as when he got to her waist, he would move his hands in to near her belly button and then slowly arc out around her waiting breasts. He and I made eye contact and I gave him the approval he was looking for with a simple head nod.

On the next pass down her sides, when he paused at her belly button, rather than taking the same path back up to her shoulders, he brought both hands up through the valley of her amazing tits. Linda let out a sigh which Ian and I both knew was giving us the ok to continue. During the next 10 minutes Ian took the same path with his hands going down her sides, but slowly moving his hands on to the insides of her breasts with each pass upward. On the last loop, Linda let out a loud moan when his hands crossed over her very pert nipples. Rather than circling his hands back down and around again, he kept his hands on her breasts and continued to rub and tease her nipples with his gentle touch.

Other than again noticing the wet spot in her panties, I had not done anything while all of this was going on. I was having my own internal debate about whether I should just fuck her to live out one of our fantasies, or if I should wait and see if we could do more. The strange part was that I had never felt that I would be comfortable with another guy's cock near her pussy, but here I was thinking that I would not only be comfortable with it but that I thought I wanted to see it. I was still playing it back and forth in my head until I saw the outline of Ian's very large cock going down the left leg of his shorts. That is when I knew that I wanted to see this young stud fuck my wife's tight pussy.

I climbed up the right side of Linda's body on the bed and moved my mouth to Linda's right breast as Ian moved his hand out of the way. When Linda let out an even louder moan as I circled her right nipple with my tongue, Ian dropped his head onto her left breast and began doing the same. She began breathing heavily as her breasts heaved in and out.

Ian kept working on her left breast with his mouth and tongue, I moved my mouth to Linda's and we began a passionate kiss. Our tongues danced in each other's mouth as Ian started mauling each of Linda's tits with his hands, mouth and tongue. As our lips parted from the passionate kiss, her eyes opened and I looked directly into her eyes as I quietly asked her what she wanted to do. She hesitated a bit, possibly not wanting to hurt my feelings, when she finally whispered back anything that the two of us would like to do to her. I again lowered my mouth onto hers for an even more passionate kiss.

My throbbing cock felt like it was going to explode and I wanted to shoot my load, but more than that I wanted to see Linda be treated and feel like the goddess that she is. I backed away from Linda's face and watched as Ian continued to maul her perfect tits. He looked up at me and said that she has fantastic tits and such a sexy body. I nodded and told him that he should see her pussy as I went to her waist and pulled her panties off revealing her totally shaved pussy. Ian glanced down at her pussy and then looked up at me as if to say "may I"?

I told him to have a taste and show me how to properly massage a women's pussy. He walked around the bed to the other corner and climbed up between her legs. Ian slowly moved a his fingers across her engorged dripping pussy lips before lowering his mouth onto her pussy. He started slowly by moving his tongue up & down and in & out of Linda's tight pussy. She opened her eyes briefly to see that it was Ian who was between her legs while I resumed caressing her breasts and teasing her nipples. Linda started moaning loudly and I knew she was about to have a powerful orgasm as she grabbed my arm and squeezed. She cried out "please don't stop" as she thrashed her head from side to side. Her body quivered for what seemed like minutes as she climaxed.

Linda was still breathing heavily in and out as Ian looked over at me hoping for approval to do more. I told Ian that her pussy lips and nipples are always very sensitive after she orgasms so he should try to gently dry hump her while I caress her still heaving tits. As he dropped his shorts to reveal his cock, I estimated it to be about an inch longer and thicker than mine. I have fucked her using a dildo that appeared to be about his size during some of our role play sessions, so knew he could bury it in her but it would be tight.

The sensitivity around Linda's nipples and her clit seemed to be overtaken quickly by increased arousal. Watching him slide his long thick cock across her pussy lips did not bother me at all. In fact I now knew for sure that it would turn me on even more getting to watch his big cock be the first other than mine to fuck her sweet tight pussy. Seeing his thick veiny cock glistening with her pussy juice had me thinking I wanted to fuck her face, but again I thought to myself that this needs to be about her first and I wanted to be totally focused on watching him fuck her once he began.

Her arousal increased quickly with Ian dry humping her and me working on her nipples. It was not long before she again began moaning while moving her head from side to side until she cried out "please fuck me."

I nodded my approval when Ian looked up at me. He smiled as he lowered his cock head to her pussy entrance and said "here it comes baby."

He met some resistance when he first starting pushing it into her tight pussy as her hands squeezed tightly into the mattress below her. He backed out a bit and then pushed hard until it popped in past the entrance and he buried it fully in her causing her to moan "oh shit that feels so big." Ian kept it buried deep in her for a few seconds before slowly pulling it back until all but the tip was out of her. He continued doing this for a few minutes each time pausing when he was fully buried in her and when he had almost pulled all the way out of her.

Even though she had just climaxed less than 15 minutes early, she was quickly approaching another powerful orgasm. As he was again coming to a pause with just the tip in, she cried out "please don't stop -- just fuck me hard."

He looked down at her and said "get ready baby, your body was made to fuck and I am going to give it to you hard now." With that he started ramming his cock deep in her and continued pounding into her for at least 5 minutes until he tensed up and on one last plunge held it as he shot his load deep into her pussy.

Not sure if she had climaxed during the pounding he gave her but as he pulled out it was obvious she was trying to grind her still aroused pussy across his cock so I quickly moved between her legs and buried my cock in her now loose cum-filled pussy. I began doing my own pounding of her pussy when she cried out that she was about to cum. We locked lips, kissing passionately until we both climaxed together.

I rolled onto my back and Linda curled into my arm. Ian quickly got dressed and gathered his gathered his things.

As he was leaving, he thanked us both for what he knew would be one of the best nights of his life. He reached over and shook my free hand thanked me and said "She really is incredible and I doubt anyone will ever be able to top that."

He thanked us again and left the room. As the door closed, Linda snuggled further into my body and said "thank you for that -- I love you."

I wrapped my arms around her and whispered; "You were incredible and I love you too."