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My Massage

This is my version of an event that took place for two months ago. But first a bit of background about ourselves. We are a happily married couple in our early 50s that have been playing for many years. We have been fortunate to have met very interesting and fun people in the lifestyle that have become incredibly good friends.

Two months ago we decided to spend a week in a very well-known beach town. Friends of ours heard about it and suggested that we contact Paul a professional masseuse that they thought was a lot of fun. So we did and set up a session for an erotic massage. i've had a few in the past and they have all been different. So it was hard to predict how this one would go. I just called Paul and booked a erotic massage mentioning who referred me. We didn't go into any detail about what would happen on the day. Our arrangements were limited to scheduling a time and a place. We decided to invite him over to our rental apartment as the main bedroom had more than adequate space for his massage table.

On the arrange arranged afternoon Paul arrived with his massage table and a variety of oils. He seemed very professional. Paul was typical of somebody that grew up on the beach. Early 40s, fit attractive and very body confident. We both liked him immediately.

He set up his stable, warmed the oils and suggested that we start. He asked me to get naked and to lie down on the table face first. He was the dressed in a T-shirt and running shorts.

My husband Kobus settled down on a comfortable chair with a glass of wine. I don't mind him watching these massages but don't like him interfering with the work of a professional. I do love it when he joins afterwards.My Massage Ρ„ΠΎΡ‚ΠΎ

The first 40 minutes of the massage was very good but very conventional. Paul did have some wondering hands that seem to brush up against me or massage me for short periods in places you would not normally expect. He really knew how to turn a girl on. I was loving the experience and the soft massage music playing in the background.

Without me realising it he managed to undress and was naked by the end of the more conventional part of the Massage. Because I was lying face down on the typical massage table, I had not noticed that he had quickly undressed. It was only when his half erect dick brushed against my hand that I realise that I was being massaged by a naked man. For those of you that have had such a Massage would know that it is quite an erotic moment.

After that initial contact he became a little bit more naughty with his hands. I was getting so worked up and very horny. I could feel I was sopping wet.

Then came the important moment when he asked me to turn around. As I turned around, I confirmed that he was indeed totally naked and semi erect. What did surprise me was that Kobus was also naked but very very erect. Clearly, he was enjoying it almost as much as I was.

By that stage I was incredibly horny. He started massaging my front and was teasing me. I was getting more and more worked up wondering where this was gonna go to. Then his fingers found the target. I was so worked up and his fingers so capable that I had my first orgasm within minutes of him penetrating me. it was fantastic.

Then he got his tongue into play. He was the absolute master. I immediately realised why my friends recommended him to me. It was absolutely bliss. I could not believe it but he managed to bring me to orgasm twice just using his tongue and he fingers.

After my second orgasm, Kobus could no longer help himself. He came over to the table to join us and started kissing me and playing with my boobs. I just had to get a taste of that rock hard erection of his.

And that stage I needed to be penetrated. I suggested to Kobus that we go to the bed that was in the same room as the Massage table. He obviously agreed and took me over to the bed. Paul was watching with interest.

Suddenly. Kobus waved him over and suggested he joined us. The two of them were tagging teaming me. It was sensational.

By the end of the session, I just collapsed on the bed. My legs were wobbly, but I was in the state of absolutely bliss.

Next time we go to go to that town Paul will have a repeat customer.

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