This story does contain an underlying theme of fictional infidelity in it. I understand that this can cause a lot of negative feelings for some readers. Please do not read this if you fall into that category. Try to be mature enough to realize what you do and don't enjoy reading for fun. For all of my other readers and followers, please do read and enjoy!
Background:
I have been married to my wife, Christina, for a little over 6 years now. It's been great so far and I have no complaints. At 31 years old, Christina is a truly beautiful woman. She is 5'6, weighing around 105 pounds, with a very slender, beautiful, and athletically toned body. She is a brunette with beautiful brown eyes and a great butt that pops nicely when she wears her yoga pants.
Needless to say, she can easily steal the show when she enters a room, which is almost ironic for how much she hates attention. Ever since I have known her, she has been a very proper and conservative woman. I feel like she is the definition of a goody two-shoes.
Recently, she has been exercising a lot. As a result, she has been sore and asking me to massage her. I always oblige. I don't require much convincing to run my hands all over her. Maybe this is just a guy thing, but recently I have been wanting to set her up for an erotic massage.
The idea of seeing what can happen to an innocent, conservative wife when she receives a sensual massage from an attractive stranger is very arousing to me. This started as a simple fantasy. But now I have been wanting to make this fantasy into a reality. I do know that some people get butt hurt at the idea of adultery in a marriage. However, I'm not those people.
My plan was to convince Christina that I was ok with anything happening and to make her believe a happy ending can sometimes just be a routine part of a massage to ensure maximum relaxation. I knew, without a doubt, that no matter what happened, our marriage would be just fine.
Part 1:
The problem I first came across when searching for an erotic massage for women was that my search browser kept bringing up Asian massage parlors that gave quick happy endings to men. I could not find anything that specifically catered to women. This was a problem because I never pictured myself getting an erotic massage. I only ever fantasized about Christina getting one.
However, after a lot of research, I did find a very nice massage parlor that got reviews saying it was on the sensual side. It also said that it was a clean facility with a relaxing atmosphere.
As I browsed through the website, there was a "Meet our Staff" tab, and I saw one of the managers was an old classmate of mine from high school. His name was Mike. I quickly gave him a call, had a brief catch-up session and told him what I was wanting to do for Christina. He said that he did have one masseur that might be able to help with that. His name was John. I gave John a call and asked him out to lunch so I could pitch my proposal to him in person.
As soon as I saw John, I knew he would be perfect for this. I have a fairly athletic body, but John has the definition of a sculpted body. He is 6'1 with very toned arms and legs and, even though he had a shirt on, I had a feeling his abs and pecs were perfect. He also had wavy brown hair with tanned skin. He was probably around 28 years old. These were all things that I knew Christina would find attractive.
"Hey John! I'm Matt. It's nice to meet you," I said, with a big smile on my face.
"The pleasure is all mine," John replied.
We both sat down at a table and ordered some drinks. I could tell John was eager to get straight to the point.
"So Mike told me you were wanting to set up a sensual massage for your wife?" he asked.
"Yes, I was! It has honestly always been a fantasy of mine. Mike told me you might be the guy to help that come true," I said.
"I'm certainly willing to try. I have given erotic massages before, but I do charge extra for them," John said.
I nodded in agreement and said, "That is completely understandable and I will be happy to pay you whatever your usual rate is for this type of massage. Just have all invoices sent to my email and I'll pay them online."
I could tell something was bothering John. Then he leaned forward and asked, "Do you think your wife will be ok to receive one of these massages?"
"She is a pretty conservative woman, but I do think it may be possible for her to be seduced to the point where she does allow you to give her a happy ending," I said.
John sighed and then said, "Ok, I trust you. But I do need you to understand that if I think she is becoming uncomfortable with any part of the massage, I will not continue to make advancements on her."
"I completely agree. If she puts up a guard of any kind or tells you to stop, you can simply give her a normal massage and we'll just end it there," I replied.
John nodded his head again and then said, "There is also a chance that this may take multiple massages if I feel like there is a chance that she just needs a little more time to open up and feel comfortable around me."
"I agree. Christina will certainly not mind getting multiple massages," I said.
"Alright it sounds like we have a deal," John said.
I nodded and then asked, "One quick question out of curiosity- would it be possible for me to watch the massages as they happen?"
"Unfortunately not. There are no cameras in the massage rooms and we do not allow any spectators in the room. This maximizes our client's privacy during each massage session," John said.
"I understand. It's no worries. I was just curious," I said, while trying to hide my disappointment.
"I have your cell number. I'll give you a brief update on how things went via text message," John said.
That evening I told Christina that I had booked a massage for her so she could get all of her sore muscles and stress taken care of by a professional. She seemed genuinely excited. She normally does not get many massages.
On the day of her first massage with John, I was super excited. I knew I should not get my hopes up because it was very unlikely for anything to happen.
"Alright I better get going so I'm not late," Christina said.
"Have a great time. I can't wait to hear all about it," I said.
She gave me a hug and kiss and then got into her car and drove off toward the massage parlor. I got some things done around the house in the meantime.
About two hours had gone by before I saw her car pull into the driveway. She came into the house and greeted me with a quick hug and kiss.
"How did it go?" I asked.
"It was so nice! The whole place is so relaxing. I had a masseur named John. He was very nice and did a great job. My whole body feels much better," Christina said.
"That's awesome. I'm so glad you enjoyed it," I said.
Christina gave me another peck on the cheek as she was passing me and said, "John suggested for me to get another massage so I did make another appointment for next week. I hope that's ok?"
"That is totally ok. Massages are good for you. I definitely think you should go back," I replied.
Christina began to take off her clothes. I could tell she wanted to get a load of laundry done. In no time she was completely nude.
"Ugh! I hope this comes out!" Christina exclaimed.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"John got massage oil all over my panties. I know he wasn't meaning to, but I guess that just sometimes happens," she said.
"Most people are completely nude for massages for that very reason baby," I said.
"I know, but I didn't feel comfortable enough to be nude in front of some man I had never met before. I honestly don't think it's appropriate for me to be nude around another man ever, since I'm married," Christina said.
"I understand that honey. But you have to realize that the massage world is a completely different world. Everybody is naked so the oil does not get on their clothes. It is perfectly acceptable and normal. It's honestly abnormal for someone to wear clothing during a massage," I said.
"Ugh, ok. I guess I'll be completely naked for the next massage," she said.
"I promise it's not abnormal at all, you'll definitely prefer not having worry about oil stains after each massage," I replied.
"That's very true," she said.
Christina started her load of laundry and then went to our bathroom to take a bath. A few minutes later I got a text from John. He told me that Christina did not take her panties off for the massage and he got no signs from her that any sensual advancements should be made so he proceeded with a normal Swedish massage. Finally, he told me that he intentionally tried to get as much oil on her panties as he could without it being obvious, so she would be less likely to keep her panties on for the next massage session. That was a smart move on his part.
After a week had gone by, it was time for Christina's second massage with John. I
"Don't forget to take off of your clothes off this time dear," I said.
"I know, I know," she said, while smiling. She gave me a quick hug and kiss on her way out.
Christina got home at about the same time as she did for the first one. I smiled at her and asked, "So how was massage number two?"
Christina didn't even answer me. She came up to me and have me a deep kiss. A kiss with a lot of tongue. She reached down and squeezed my cock through my pants. I knew John must have done something to get her this horny. I also knew I had to do one of the hardest things ever for a man in this position, and that was to say no to sex with my wife. I knew if she had me for a sexual outlet that nothing would progress past whatever happened today.
"I'm so sorry baby but I still have a decent amount of stuff I need to get done on my laptop. But I can still talk with you though," I said.
Christina looked very bummed out and said, "Ugh, fine. I'm sorry I honestly don't know what came over me."
"What do you mean? Did everything go ok for your massage" I asked.
Christina looked nervous and bit her lip a little. She then asked, "Can you promise you won't be mad?"
"Honey I promise. What's up? What's bothering you?" I asked.
"So I did not wear any panties for today's massage like you and I had talked about. And when John was massaging around my butt and my upper thighs, it made me pretty excited and aroused. Please don't be mad," she said.
"I'm not mad at all. I hope you realize that is very common during massages," I quickly replied.
"It is?!" she exclaimed, as she gave me a skeptical look.
"I promise it is totally normal. In fact, it is not uncommon for a masseuse or masseur to offer a client a specialized release. This way you can maximize how relaxed you are once the massage ends," I said.
I could tell Christina was trying to comprehend all of this and make sure she was hearing what I was saying correctly.
"What do you mean when you say some clients are offered a sexual release during a massage?" she asked.
"The person providing massage will oil up their hands and use them to give you that specialized release, which we often call an orgasm, if they feel that it is appropriate and would fully complete the massage. Their goal is always to leave you feeling as relaxed as possible," I said.
Christina looked very skeptical, but eventually nodded her head slowly. I could tell she was wondering if I would be ok with her getting a release if it was considered appropriate. I took that opportunity to answer the question she was about to ask.
"I also wanted to say that if John felt it was appropriate to leave you feeling as relaxed as possible, I would be ok with you getting a release too," I said.
"You would?" She asked.
"I promise I would. It's not an uncommon thing in the massage world. As long as you and I discuss everything ahead of time, it is perfectly acceptable. Besides I'm the one paying for this, so I would certainly hope you would experience maximum relaxation during a massage. That way I would feel like it was worth my money," I said.
Christina was definitely thinking this over in her mind now. I knew the concept of this was very foreign and she was debating herself on whether or not it was acceptable behavior.
"Ok...... I guess I would be ok with experiencing a professionally administered release, but only if it is recommended and deemed acceptable by the masseur. And only if you promise you are ok with that too and promise it is a common practice in the massage world," she said.
"I promise I am ok with it and that you would not be doing anything wrong to accept something like that if it was offered to you by a professional," I said.
I smiled at Christina and she smiled back at me. I felt like I actually may have successfully convinced her that this type of thing was considered normal and acceptable. She gave me a kiss and then went off to the bathroom to take another bath. I overheard her masturbating in the tub. I knew she wanted a sexual release but, until John gave her one, I was going to make sure I did not cave in.
John texted me and said that Christina had been completely naked during her second massage session with him. He said that the massage was a little more sensual than before, and he could tell that she was sexually aroused during it. But he also said he never got any clear signs of her wanting the massage to proceed farther so he did not make any advancements.
John also sent me a second text, saying that he believed I might be able to get what I want if I purchase a new package deal that his company is offering. It was an at-home 3 massage package deal. He told me it would be 3 massages, for Christina, that she could have in the comfort of her own home for a discounted bundle price. I thought that was an absolutely ingenious suggestion. I immediately accepted the deal and paid for it.
Christina was very excited about getting to do the next three massages at home. She was also excited to know that it would be John coming over every single time. Christina informed me that she had to travel out of town to see her parents for a few days before her first at-home massage.
I saw an opportunity and immediately jumped at it. While Christina was out of town, I had a team of security camera installers come to the house to install numerous, high-definition hidden cameras all throughout the house and even outside of the house. This way I could watch each massage session from start to finish in the comfort of my private work office. I would simply create an excuse each time John came over to leave for a few hours and then return once the massage was over. Christina and John would have no idea that I would be watching every little thing that happened.
Part 2:
The day had finally come for the first home massage. I told Christina that I needed to go my office for several hours to get some paper work done because I was a little behind schedule. She looked sad, but I reassured her that I would be back about an hour after the massage had ended. I said that just in case she needed a little extra time with John.
"Come back home as soon as you get finished," Christina said.
"I will dear. It shouldn't take me much more than a few hours," I replied.
She gave me a big hug and kiss before I headed off to the office. My personal office suite had a lock on the door and a huge computer with high speed internet. Needless to say, logging into my security cameras and watching the show was going to be very simple.
As soon as I logged in and figured out how to easily switch from camera to camera, zoom in and out, I located Christina. She had just come out from the bedroom and, my goodness, she looked incredible. She had clearly showered and put on make-up, light pink lipstick and was wearing a matching pink yoga tank top and leggings that made her boobs and butt pop very noticeably.
John rang the doorbell and Christina answered and greeted him with a hug. He was wearing a tight white t-shirt, with white scrub pants, and flip flops. They walked over to the living room where John began setting up a massage table with sheets.
He was talking with Christina, making what seemed to just be small talk. Sadly, the only security camera that got decent enough audio for me to hear well was located in our bedroom.
They both laughed occasionally. I could see Christina was checking John out from head to toe every so often, trying to be subtle and not too obvious about it. John finally had the massage table, sheets, music, and oils set up perfectly.
He left the room for a little bit to give Christina time to get undressed and under the sheets for the massage. Christina was stripped out of her clothes and got completely naked in no time.
Once she was under the sheets, I noticed she was fixated on what position to be in and how much of her body to show off. Christina ended up folding the sheet and placing it so that it only covered her butt while she was on her belly. After the sheet was in the right spot, she began to fix her hair every so often. It was clear she wanted John to be attracted to her. Which was a good start if I must say so.
John then entered the room, picked up some of the massage oil, squirted it onto his hands, and then applied it to her back. He made slow movements up and down her spine working on each muscle as he went. I could tell Christina was loving every second.
He spent the next fifteen minutes massaging her shoulder and back muscles. Then I saw him start making long strokes down her back, towards her butt. Each time his hands went down her back they got closer and closer to her butt. It looked like Christina was starting to arch her hips up towards John each time he did this to give him better access to her butt. He never ran his hands completely over her butt cheeks. Instead, he went just under the sheet to the top most part of her butt. He was teasing her. He eventually stopped and walked to the foot of the bed to begin massaging her feet.
John worked on each of her feet and then playfully started tickling one of them. Christina giggled. She looked back at him, telling him to stop, and then gave him a flirty wink. He continued to massage her feet and to my surprise put his face pretty close to them as if he was about to smell or lick them. He must have a thing for beautiful feet.
John then proceeded up each leg, working from each calf to the outer thigh muscles. He stopped and poured more oil onto his hands. He rubbed them together and proceeded to massage up the middle of her thighs to the bottom of her beautiful butt.
Then a grin came across John's face. He massaged up her thigh and, this time, went completely under the sheet, grabbing her entire butt cheek. I saw Christina lift her head and moan in approval. John massaged down the entire length of her leg. He then went back up to her butt. After he groped each of her butt cheeks for a second time, he grabbed the sheet covering Christina and pulled it off of her and tossed it onto the floor. My wife was now laying on the massage table completely naked, with nothing covering her. I felt my penis start to get hard immediately.
Christina is not the type to let anyone else, besides me, touch her for long. I was watching a new stranger in her life massage her butt while she was completely naked in front of him. John then began massaging the inner parts of her legs, making the same long strokes up and down. Each time he went up he brought his fingers closer and closer to her pussy.
I was shocked to see Christina part her legs a little to make her shaven pussy even more visible and accessible. John brought his hands up one final time and made a motion that allowed him to lightly graze her pussy with his finger tips. Christina gasped and even shuddered a little bit. John was excellent at teasing because he stopped touching her right after that. He picked up the sheet that was on the floor that brought it over to the side of the massage table. I saw him instruct Christina that it was time for her to flip over, onto her back.
John held the sheet up at an angle so that if Christina rolled counter-clockwise she would be almost entirely covered as she flipped. But to my surprise, Christina intentionally rolled clockwise, giving John a brief show. They both were aware of it as I saw them both giggle. John placed the sheet so that it just barely covered her breasts and vagina.
Then I saw John turn around and adjust a noticeable bulge that was beginning to form in his scrub pants. He walked around to the head of the table.
Once Christina was settled on her back, John started on her shoulders for a few minutes. He went to her scalp next and ran his hands through her hair, massaging her head. I knew Christina loved this. After a couple of minutes of focusing on her head he went back to her shoulders and began massaging down, towards her breasts. He gracefully slipped his hands underneath the sheet covering her breasts and proceeded to massage just the top most part of her boobs. I saw Christina's mouth open a little as John did this.
Surprisingly, he only massaged the top most part of her boobs for a little while before moving down to her feet. Christina closed her mouth once his hands were off of her breasts. It was almost as if she closed her mouth in disappointment. I saw that John had a very noticeable tent in his scrub pants now. For all I know, he moved down to work on her feet so he could compose himself.
After John had massaged each of her feet for a little while, he massaged up the front of her calves and quickly made his way to her thighs. His hands kept rising more and more with each massage stroke he made, getting closer and closer to her cute pink vagina. I could see Christina biting her lip while he was doing this. The anticipation was starting to drive her crazy.
John finally made one extra-long stroke up Christina's thighs. His hands disappeared under the sheet. Christina's feet twitched and she let out a soft moan. He must have gone just high enough up to brush what had to be a very soft and wet pussy with his finger tips. I thought a happy ending might just go from there but instead John moved up to her side.
John grabbed the sheet and, without saying a word, dropped it on the floor once again. He resumed the massage, and shifted his focus to her beautiful breasts. Christina let out another moan as John wrapped his hands around her boobs and massaged around them in circles. Again, I was in awe of the sight of Christina being completely naked and exposed on the massage table.
I saw John step closer to the table as he was massaging Christina's boobs. I zoomed in and noticed that her hand was right by his crotch. John began moving his hips back and forth in sync with his hand motions. As he did this, the tent in his pants began brushing up against Christina's hand. John simply pretended like he did not realize what was happening.
I could immediately see that Christina was aware of this. I zoomed in even more, and was amazed to see that her index finger had risen up and made contact with his penis. She began moving her finger so that it was always in contact with part of John's erection. My conservative wife was subtly trying to grope another man's dick. At this point I had a big erection and did not want to keep it strained so I unzipped my pants, wrapped my hand around my cock, and slowly began stroking.
John then moved his hands down from her breasts, ran them across her abdomen, and then began making circles around her vagina. This instantly changed Christina's breathing pattern. She almost looked like she was out of breath with how much anticipation she had for John to begin touching her pussy. He continued to tease it and glance his fingers across it every so often, which made Christina moan and curl her toes. I knew she was dripping wet with lust.
John oiled his hands once more, and went straight for her pussy. He massaged up and down her vagina as Christina let out a loud moan of deep approval. He then inserted his middle finger into her easily. Christina closed her eyes and arched her hips upwards. John inserted a second finger and placed his thumb on her clit. He rubbed her clit in every single direction as his index and middle fingers fucked her pussy.
I was beginning to build toward an orgasm already. My eyes were still in awe of what was happening right in front of them.
It wasn't long after I began building that I noticed Christina starting to build. Her feet were quivering and her legs were beginning to shake. She was moaning louder and faster. Her hand reached up and grabbed John's erect penis through the scrubs. By the looks of it, it seemed to be almost eight inches long.
This did me in. I came right there in my office, shooting a big, messy load of cum all over my work pants. Christina finished shortly behind me. An all-out shudder started to come across her body. She grabbed John around the neck with one hand, pulling him in close, as she slipped her other hand inside of his scrub pants so she could fully appreciate the size of his cock.
Christina screamed as her orgasm overtook her whole body. She continued to quiver for almost a minute after it had finished. She was panting and in a complete sex daze. She pulled John in and kissed him on his lips. I saw Christina thank him for the massage and could tell she was verbalizing how amazing it all was. John laughed and smiled back at her.
John then helped Christina off of the massage table. He began packing up his massage equipment while Christina started getting dressed. She walked him to the door and thanked him again for everything.
After they hugged each other goodbye, Christina went upstairs to take a bath. She started masturbating as soon as she was in the tub. Christina was always too self-conscious to masturbate in front of me. I wish she would from time to time because it was very arousing to watch.
I was about to have round two in my own office until my phone binged and alerted me of an incoming text message. It was John. He told me it was a success, and that she officially had her first sensual massage with a happy ending. He specified that it was solely fingering that had been done. I admired him for always being upfront and telling the truth.
When I got home, Christina greeted me with another very long kiss. I knew she wanted some action in the bedroom. Once again, I wanted to show her that I loved her, but was not going to have sex so that I could keep her urges as high as possible. After all, I did pay for two more massages.
"How was the massage today? Did you enjoy it?" I asked.
Christina immediately looked guilty and I almost worried she might potentially cry. I could tell she was trying to search for a good way to tell me what happened.
"Hey, it's ok, you can tell me anything. You know I will always love you unconditionally," I said.
"The massage itself was out of this world. Well, it was pretty magical from start to finish," she said.
"That's a good thing!" I exclaimed.
"Well, the thing is, I did receive a sexual release at the end of the massage from the masseur. I really hope you aren't mad," she said.
"Of course I'm not mad! I told you that you should get a release if it was appropriate and it certainly sounds like it was. You had a massage in full, the way they are supposed to be," I said.
"Thank goodness. I was really worried you would be upset. I would be lying to you if I said I don't think the masseur is really attractive. He honestly gets me aroused pretty quickly," Christina said, looking down at the floor with a guilty look on her face.
"I am not upset. You have two more massage sessions at the house with John and I sincerely hope you feel as relaxed as possible after each one," I said.
We kissed each other deeply for a little while, before cuddling up with one another, and going to bed.
Part 3:
Another week had gone by and, while I had allowed some fingering for Christina, I still had not given her any sex. She had been noticeably hornier since the start of the home massages. I was curious as to how much self-control Christina had, since I recently specified that these "professional releases" are solely done with the masseur's hands.
On the day of the second massage, I convinced Christina that I had to go back to the office for a few hours once again to get some work done. She did not seem as sad about it as she was last week.
"I love you! Don't be too long," Christina said, as I hugged and kissed her on the way out. Once I got to the office, I got the computer booted up and logged into the security cameras. I knew it wasn't going to be long before the next show began.
It was a warm, sunny day that day. Christina had been swimming in our backyard pool. She has a wide variety of swimsuits from conservative one-piece bathing suits to hardly covering anything bikinis. And to my surprise, today was a wear a bikini that covers hardly anything type of day. She had put on makeup again, along with ruby red lipstick, and a tiny baby blue bikini that her boobs almost fell out of. She had even gone the extra mile to have her nails done a few days before.
John rang the doorbell for their scheduled massage appointment and Christina answered, without even grabbing a towel or a robe. She opened the door and did a very flirty pose in her bikini, welcoming John into the house. John had on the same massage outfit that he had worn for the previous massage.
I heard Christina ask, "With the weather being so nice, could we do the massage outside by the pool?"
John had no objections to this request. This made me all the more happy that I had paid for outdoor security cameras. I quickly loaded the outdoor cameras onto my computer screen and enlarged them.
As John was setting up his massage table, the two of them were laughing and flirting. Seemed innocent enough. But then, when the table was just about set up completely, Christina took off her bikini top. This immediately got John's attention. She then spun around so that he was looking at the back side of her and slowly took off her bikini bottoms.
I was instantly aroused, much earlier than I expected to be, with her standing outside completely nude before the massage had even began. I could already see a tent forming in John's scrub pants and knew he was too.
The two of them said a few words to each other, giggled again, and then Christina laid down on the massage table. This time, no sheet was even used to cover her up and Christina clearly did not mind. I could tell by her smile that Christina loved being completely exposed.
John, to my surprise, kept his composure and repeated the first thirty minutes of the massage, just like he had for the previous one. However, I noticed he began massaging Christina's entire butt much sooner. He was also not nearly as subtle about brushing the growing erection in his pants against Christina's hand this time around, as he continued his massage strokes.
I knew Christina noticed his tent brushing against her hand immediately. She would intentionally curl her hands around his shaft each time she got the chance to. Then the next move really caught me off guard.
John straight up poured oil onto his shirt and then dropped the bottle, as if it was a mistake. To Christina, it may have seemed like an honest mistake. To the security cameras, not at all. It looked like he asked her if it would be ok to rinse it with water from the sink by the pool and let the shirt dry in a sun-chair.
Christina agreed happily, because I could tell she wanted to see him shirtless. As soon as the shirt came off, I saw Christina's lower jaw drop just a little bit. His upper body was totally hairless and glistening from spilled oil that had seeped through the shirt. His abs belonged on a weight machine commercial. They were perfectly defined, along with his arm and pectoral muscles.
John went to the foot of the massage table and worked on each of Christina's feet for a few minutes. He then began making full massage strokes up each of her legs, but this time put a much bigger emphasis on the inside of her legs. I saw Christina part her legs immediately to give him easy access to her vagina when he wanted it.
John began grinding his erection into Christina's feet as he made his long strokes up and down her legs. I saw Christina lift her feet up to make it easier for John to press his hard cock against them as he massaged her legs and thighs.
Christina lifted her head and moaned as John finally made contact with her wet, glistening pussy. He continued to graze his fingers across her vagina after each upward massage stroke. I saw Christina sandwich his eight inch tent between her feet as he was doing this. John continued to lightly pelvic thrust as he teased her pussy.
He abruptly stopped his massage and made a slow walk to the head of the table. I zoomed in and could see a tiny wet circle on his scrub pants. I assumed it was a little bit of precum that had oozed out. It was obvious now that Christina had brought him close to an orgasm with her feet, unintentionally.
John stood right in front of Christina's head as he poured more oil onto his hands and began to massage her lower back. He began making long strokes so that his hands went from her lower back to the top half of her butt. Each time he did this he brought his massive erection closer and closer to her face. Her eyes were not closed. She was looking up and the hard bulging member that was being strained by John's scrub pants.
I knew that John was aware of this because he made sure to step forward even more and would bring his hips forward as he ran his hands down her back and over her butt. Then John massaged down over Christina's butt cheeks and found her pussy with his middle finger.
Christina's body shuddered, as she lifted her head up and moaned. John's penis was now half an inch away from Christina's face. I could see her looking at it. I zoomed in with the camera just in time to see her open her mouth a little. She stuck her tongue out and licked the small precum spot one the outside of his scrub pants. I saw John flinch a little, as he closed his eyes.
He began to finger Christina faster. She let out another moan of approval. She arched her hips for John, trying to give him the best access possible. Christina's feet started to shake a little, followed by her hips and her arms. John edged her closer and closer until I could see the orgasm on the verge of hitting her. Then he stopped and stepped away from the table. Christina's eyes were shut and she was trembling a little bit, as she tried to collect herself from all the stimulation.
John kicked off his flip flops and dropped his pants. He was completely naked. His cock was fully erect and definitely a solid eight inches long and pretty thick too. He had a few big veins that wrapped around his shaft and no pubic hair at all. If I was impressed by his body, I knew Christina definitely was.
He walked back to the head of the table, got into the same position he was in before, and resumed massaging her lower back and butt once again. It wasn't long before John went back to fingering Christina from the head of the bed. I unbuttoned my pants and began to massage my own cock through my briefs as I watched.
Christina's toes were curled completely once again. She was tightly gripping both sides of the massage table, and her eyes were fixated on John's big cock.
He began to finger her faster and faster with his middle finger once again. I began to notice his index finger playing with something. I zoomed in and realized that he was also playing with her butthole.
This was sending Christina into overdrive. I knew her orgasm wasn't far away. My breath was taken away when I saw her take her right hand off the table, reach for his naked cock, and begin stroking it back and forth, as she moaned.
I saw John slip his ring finger inside of her. He masterfully used his middle and ring fingers to finger fuck her, while his index finger played with her anus. Christina's moans started progressively getting louder and louder. John increased his pace and moments later I saw Christina's orgasm hit hard. Her whole body was trembling, as she panted frantically, trying to catch her breath as her body cooled down. Her hand was still wrapped around John's dick.
Christina looked up at John and thanked him. I was completely caught off guard when she leaned forward and gave the big mushroom head of his penis a kiss. She then looked up at John briefly. He took one more step closer to her and she looked back down and gave his cock one more kiss. And then went on to kiss each side of his shaft. John's eyes started to close and his mouth opened up and let out a soft moan. I could tell he was slowly slipping into the same sex daze that Christina had been locked into.
Then Christina wrapped her arms around his butt, with one hand on each cheek. She pulled him in closer, opened her mouth, and into it John's huge cock went.
I froze, watching my goody two-shoes wife give another man a blowjob. Blowjobs are not something common at all for her so I was curious where this would go. Christina had given me a few blowjobs but they typically ended with her wanting to use her hand because she despised cum being near her face.
Regardless, she was quite good at giving oral sex. She moaned, as she bobbed her head back and forth, taking all of his cock into her mouth. She gagged a little. Honestly speaking, how could someone not gag on a penis that big?
Christina took his penis out of her mouth and switched to giving him a handjob. His cock had been lubed up with a lot of her warm saliva. She stroked his entire shaft at a pretty fast pace. I could tell that Christina wanted him to have an orgasm. I wasn't surprised it had ultimately shifted back to the handjob though.
A few moments later, I could see John's thighs beginning to shake just a little bit and obviously so could Christina. She knew she was starting to get him close. It was at that point that she put her hands behind his butt cheeks to pull him back in and began sucking on his long, hard cock like there was no tomorrow.
My jaw had about hit the floor. Just when you think you can predict the moves your wife will make, the security cameras prove you dead wrong.
John's thighs were really quivering now and his face was straining. Then his orgasm finally hit. He grabbed the back of Christina's head and moaned loudly with involuntary, spastic pelvic thrusts following. He sent so much cum into Christina's mouth. She continued to suck him off during beginning, middle, and end of this massive ejaculation.
Once his orgasm was complete, he pulled Christina's head off of his cock and she looked up at him and smiled. She had some cum drip slowly down the side of her face. She slightly opened her mouth to show John how much cum he had been storing away in his balls before they were just drained.
She could barely open her mouth with how much semen was in there. She then got to her knees and leaned her head back and, in one huge gulp, swallowed it all down. She then used her index finger to get the cum dripping down the side of her face and, just like you would see people do with chocolate, she swooped the cum up and sucked it off her finger and swallowed it.
I was completely speechless. Never in my life did I think Christina would ever give someone, including me, a blowjob to the point where they came in her mouth. And I certainly did not expect her to ever swallow.
John leaned down and told her how great that felt. He gave her a long, deep kiss on the lips. Christina wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back. I could see their tongues exploring each other's mouths. John whispered something to Christina, which made her giggle.
He walked down to the foot of the table and Christina laid back down onto her back. John climbed up onto the massage table, sat on his knees, and began massaging circles around her pussy. Christina hiked her knees up and spread her legs.
John began fingering her again and in seconds she was panting and dripping wet. John then laid down on his belly and positioned himself so that Christina's gorgeous, shaven pussy was right in front of his face.
He immediately began licking. He ate her out, using any and all techniques that he knew. He went from making circles around her clit to burying his tongue as deep as it could go inside of her pussy. Christina was moaning loudly again in no time. She put her hands on John's head and began running her fingers through his hair as he continued giving her oral sex. Several minutes later, I saw her second orgasm begin to approach. The full body quiver began and I saw Christina yell as she was hit by another very powerful orgasm.
She was shaking afterwards, trying to catch her breath. John sat her up on the massage table, and they embraced in a hug and gave each other a few small pecks on the lips.
I saw Christina point to the pool, suggesting that they should both go for a quick dip to cool off, as things had gotten pretty steamy between them. It felt a little weird to see another man skinny dipping with my wife in our own pool. But yet, it was still incredibly arousing.
After about ten minutes of goofing off, Christina realized what time it was and knew that I was supposed to be coming home soon. However, I wasn't going to head home until the show was completely over.
They both got out, dried off, and got dressed. They were making small talk again and giggling. Then Christina walked him over to the door and gave him a big goodbye hug, along with a small kiss on the lips. She waved to him as he got in his car and drove off. Once John drove off, I left the office and sped home to ask her about her day.
When I got home, Christina gave me a huge kiss on the lips. I could tell that she had given a blowjob earlier because I could slightly smell the semen on her breath.
"Sorry I ran a little behind, I had more to do than I thought. How was the massage?" I asked. I immediately noticed that this time around, Christina had almost no guilt on her face.
"It was wonderful as always," she said.
"Excellent. Did you have another special release to complete the massage?" I asked.
"Yes, I did. This time was a little bit different though, because John felt that it was appropriate to give me two releases," she said.
"Well, if that's what was recommended, I am glad you got what was needed," I said back, with a smile.
"I feel more relaxed than ever. It has been so nice," she said. She gave me a kiss and then followed her usual routine of taking a bath and masturbating in the tub.
My text from John was brief. All he said was that he managed to give her two happy endings this time around. I found it somewhat strange that neither one mentioned the spectacular blowjob that was given by my wife. It didn't bother me in the least either way.
Part 4:
Another week had gone by and it was time for the third and final massage. This time around, I made up an excuse that I was going to go golfing and then briefly swing by the office to pick up a few things on the way home. I was worried leaving for work again would be too suspicious and also knew this bought John and Christina more time together than they normally were used to having.
"Are you sure you're ok with all of this?" Christina asked.
"Yes, I have told you this over and over. I wanted all of this for you," I said.
"I know, I was just wondering why you always leave whenever John comes over though?" she asked.
"I feel like massages are supposed to be somewhat private, that's all," I said. Christina didn't challenge that idea, luckily.
"Alright, well hurry back. I don't want you to be gone for too long," she said.
"I will. Enjoy your final massage!" I exclaimed, with a big smile. I gave her a hug and kiss and left for the office to enjoy one more final massage. I locked my office door, booted up the computer, and logged into the security cameras.
Christina's nails still looked amazing from the last time they were done. A few days prior to the final massage she went and got her hair done. I knew if she decided to go all out, she would be drop dead gorgeous. And I was right.
Christina had on makeup, black eyeliner, and glittery crimson lipstick. What really stood out was the outfit choice for this final massage.
Christina was dressed in sheer, all black see-through lingerie. You could see her nipples and boobs looking perfect and perky. You could see her bald pussy through the matching sheer black thong she was wearing. And best of all for John, she wore black stockings that had a reinforced toe. These were some of her favorite stockings to wear when we went to church. And now she was wearing them to seduce her masseur! She also wore a pair of opened toed black heels to complete the outfit.
John rang the doorbell, again wearing what he always had worn. Christina answered the door and did the same flirty pose that she did last time. John's jaw dropped. Before he could even say a word, she pulled him into the house by his shirt and embraced him with a very long and sensual, deep kiss. I could tell their tongues were exploring each other's mouths right away.
Then John picked Christina up and asked her where to go. She pointed upstairs, towards our bedroom. Sure enough, that is where they ended up. Another man was about to get it on with my, once super conservative, wife in our own bedroom.
I was super aroused and already fully erect. I unzipped my pants and slowly began to stroke my cock while watching. I wanted to pick the perfect time for my release.
John laid Christina down on the bed, giving her kisses all over her head, neck, and lips. It was obvious at this point that no massage was even going to happen.
He kissed his way down to her breasts, kissing the outside part of the sheer bra covering each nipple. He then went lower, kissing her belly, and then kissed down to her pussy that was starting to make a little wet mark on the outside of the tiny sheer thong.
He stopped there, only for a moment, giving a few kisses to her moist vagina before going lower. He slowly kissed down each leg, and then kissed all the way down to her feet. Christina put her foot right in front of his face and gestured for him to take off her shoes. John eagerly did so.
He then went into a foot worship, sucking on each of her nylon clad feet. He kissed and sucked on Christina's big toe for a few minutes before moving onto her arches and heels. I could tell John was getting a small high off of this worship.
Christina eventually pulled her feet away from him and spun around and got on her knees. She gave him a short, but sensual, kiss on the lips and then took off his shirt. She broke the kiss and began kissing down his neck. John closed his eyes, enjoying every second of this. Christina kissed down his sternum and then kissed each of his sculpted pecs. She stuck her tongue out, licked his nipples, and briefly sucked on each one.
As she was doing this, her hand began groping his cock through his white scrubs. John let out a small moan. Christina kissed down toward his belly. She kissed all over his perfectly defined abs and then gave his belly button a quick kiss and lick. I could tell his cock was throbbing and completely erect.
She looked up at him and then got onto her belly and put her hands behind his butt and pulled his huge, tenting cock towards her face. The sun was beaming through the windows, creating a heavenly look of my wife wearing black lingerie on top of our all-white, king-sized bed with another man in front of her.
Christina bent her legs up at a 90 degree angle and was slowly kicking her nylon feet back and forth. She leaned forward, with her hands on John's butt cheeks, and began kissing his penis through the scrubs. I don't think John had worn underwear once under his scrubs for any of the massage sessions and I don't blame him. If I was massaging a woman that beautiful I wouldn't either.
John looked like he had flown off into a different galaxy with how Christina was making him feel. He was running his hands through Christina's hair as she slowly gave his hard cock soft, loving kisses. Her hands slowly came around to his waist and her fingers grabbed the waistband of the scrubs. She looked up at John again and smiled and then slowly started pulling his scrubs down. John's massive cock finally sprang free and bobbed up and down a few times in front of Christina's face. She slid his scrubs completely down and John kicked his clothes and flip flops off to the side.
Christina leaned forward and gave the tip of his naked throbbing cock a soft kiss. She ran both of her hands up his thighs and rested them on his abs as she kissed down the right side of his thick shaft. Her hands made their way back to his butt cheeks and I saw her give each one a playful squeeze. I saw John smile down at her. Christina eventually made her to way to his balls sack.
She leaned forward and licked his right testicle. She grabbed his cock with her hand so she could point it upwards and move it out of her way, giving her better access to his balls. She then licked his left testicle. John's eyes were now closed. I knew he was enjoying every second of this.
Christina leaned farther forward and sucked one of his balls into her mouth. John's legs trembled just a little bit from the sensation. She then sucked the other testicle completely into her mouth for a little while and then began kissing up the other side of John's long, thick shaft.
Christina kissed slowly and softly, until she reached his large mushroom head. She leaned in and gave it one small peck. John's hopeful anticipation was causing him to breathe erratically. She stuck her tongue out and licked the tip of his penis and then began making slow circles around it. I saw Christina quickly lick her own lips and then open up her mouth wide and suck the first portion of John's thick cock into her mouth.
Christina slowly sucked more and more of John into her moist, warm mouth. She bobbed back and forth until his whole entire cock was inside of her mouth. The tip of his penis must have touched the back of her throat once again because she gagged. She took a quick breath and then conjured up a large amount of warm saliva, wrapped her lips tightly around his cock, and began bobbing her head up and down his shaft quickly.
John moaned loudly and then leaned froward to grab her feet that had been playfully moving around in every direction and began massaging them. I knew John had a foot fetish. This "massage" session was confirming it. Christina continued to give him a magical looking blowjob for the next several minutes.
I saw John's thighs begin to shake a little bit and knew Christina had him close to bursting. I thought she was going to finish him off like she did last time. Once again, I was wrong.
She immediately stopped giving him oral sex. She got onto her knees and gave John a flirty wink. Then she laid back against the pillows that were propped up at the head of the bed. Christina seductively gestured for John to come to her with her index finger. John got onto the bed and was about to pounce on top of her, until Christina stopped him by placing her feet onto his chest. John froze and stayed on his knees, awaiting further instructions from Christina.
Christina brought her feet up to his mouth to let John give them a quick kiss. She then seductively brought her feet down John's chest and ran them down each thigh. She quickly went back up each thigh, before her feet went to John's hard cock and sandwiched it.
She began stroking the full length of his shaft with her gorgeous nylon feet. John looked like he was about to melt from how good this was feeling. He moaned and began biting hit lip. Christina started moving her feet up and down his entire shaft at a much faster pace. I knew this had to be a phenomenal feeling footjob.
Only a few minutes had gone by before I saw John's face begin to strain and his muscular legs start to shake again. John opened his eyes and looked at Christina. I knew he was approaching the point of no return with his orgasm. Christina was biting her lip and smiling, while watching him. Once they made eye contact, I saw Christina nod her head, giving him permission to explode.
John's eyes began to roll toward the back of his head with his thighs shaking violently. Christina kept stroking with her feet until thick ropes of cum shot all over them. John grunted and moaned loudly as his orgasm spread throughout his body. Huge white globs of cum were all over Christina's feet and even on the lower portions of her leg. I could see white opaque stains starting to form, as the cum began to seep in and stain her stockings. I was wondering how one man can produce so much cum. I was also curious if Christina would be able to wear those stockings to church again.
Once John's orgasm subsided, he leaned in for a kiss from Christina. She reached up and pulled him in, giving him a long deep kiss with a lot of tongue. John broke the kiss. He looked up at her and smiled and then began kissing her neck. He kissed from her neck down to her breasts. He sat her up and, with one skillful motion, unclipped her sheer bra, and tossed it onto the floor.
John used his hands to gently massage over her boobs, while he kissed and sucked on her nipples. Christina softly moaned in approval. John began to kiss his way down from her breasts towards her moist vagina. He gave the tiny thong covering her pussy one quick kiss and then slid it off of her and tossed it right beside her bra.
He kissed up and down each one of her thighs and then began kissing circles around her vagina. Finally, his tongue protruded out and licked her clit. Christina gasped, and arched her hips up a little. Her hands were extended out and she was tightly gripping the bed sheets on either side of her.
John kept his tongue on her clit and moved it rapidly in every direction. His index and middle finger into her wet pussy effortlessly. He continued to lick and finger her vagina for a while. I could tell they both were enjoying it. Eventually, I saw Christina's toes begin to curl and her arms and legs began to tremble. John's tongue and fingers worked their magic until I saw Christina have a screaming, full body orgasm. She remained in a complete sex daze for a few moments. Once Christina had regained her breath and come back down to planet Earth, I knew she wasn't ready for it to be over.
Christina made John lay down on the bed and then proceeded to sit on his face, burying her pussy onto his mouth. She reached down and began jacking John off at a rapid pace. He became fully hard in less than a minute. I could see John running his tongue all over her vagina. Christina leaned over and took John's cock into her mouth. Her head began bobbing up and down while she used her hands to caress his balls.
Once John's cock was completely wet from all the warm saliva that Christina had encased it in, she got off of him. She spun around and then straddled John. They had not spoken a word to each other this whole time except for when they chatted about where to go once John had arrived. Finally, that silence was broken.
"I need you inside of me," Christina said.
"Yes ma'am. I'm am here to fulfill all of your needs," John replied.
Christina guided his huge penis to her entrance. She sat on it slowly at first. Her breath was taken away immediately. I knew she had never had a penis that big inside of her before. She slowly went up and down, taking more and more of John's cock into her pussy. Finally, she let out a small cry as his entire penis slid all the way inside of her.
"We'll just start slow," John said.
Christina nodded and leaned forward and kissed him. John wrapped his arms around her and dropped his hands to her butt. He lifted her up slightly and then began to slowly thrust his penis in and out of her. They both started moaning with pleasure. I knew Christina's wet pussy was wrapped tightly around John's rock-hard cock.
Eventually, Christina took John's hands off of her and placed them behind John's head. I knew she wanted to take control. She began riding him, and started moaning louder and louder as she did so. After only a few minutes, Christina's pace slowed down. Her hips began to shake a little and she slowly opened her mouth and screamed. Her orgasm came out of nowhere. It even caught John off guard. I could tell he loved how easy it was for him to pleasure her though.
John gracefully rolled Christina onto her back and leaned down to give her a kiss as she was recovering from her orgasm. He repositioned his hips so that his cock was in front of the entrance to her vagina once again. He slid his cock into her with ease this time.
"Oh my God," Christina said, while biting her lip.
John increased his thrust rate, pushing deeper and deeper into her. Christina's eyes were closed with her mouth completely open. John leaned in and kissed her. Their tongues slipped into each other's mouths once again. John picked up his pace a little more.
John broke the kiss and sat up, but continued thrusting at the same pace in and out of Christina. He licked his middle finger and the place it on her clit so he could rub it while he continued to fuck her. This started sending Christina into overdrive once again.
"Oh my God! YES!" she exclaimed.
Her excitement made John thrust even deeper into her than he already was. I began to stroke my own cock at a faster rate while I was watching this.
"Oh my God baby, that's it! Fuck right there! Yes!" she screamed.
I was shocked. I can't remember the last time I heard say the word "fuck."
"OH MY!" She screamed.
John pulled his penis out of her vagina and Christina had a huge, squirting orgasm. My jaw dropped at how much fluid she sent flying across the room. Christina was shaking uncontrollably and breathing frantically, as her orgasm subsided.
My own orgasm happened shortly after Christina's. I was pumping my own cock furiously and shot cum all over myself after witnessing my wife squirting while using profanity.
John leaned down and gave her another kiss. I could tell John wasn't ready to be done yet. He rolled Christina onto her side. Christina looked like she hadn't even caught her breath yet when John slid his hard cock back into her vagina. She shrieked softly. John picked up one of her feet and began massaging it with one hand, while he grabbed her shoulder with his other hand. He slowly began picking up his pace, thrusting in and out of her. Christina was back to being on a different planet mentally.
John began thrusting faster and faster until I noticed his thighs beginning to shake and his lip beginning to tremble. His orgasm was getting close. I was hoping Christina would get back down to planet earth and realize that she is not on any form of birth control.
John actually saved the day by pulling his cock out of her. Christina gasped at the feeling of his cock simply exiting her. I could tell John was collecting himself and letting his excitement cool down. He didn't want to be done just yet.
He rolled Christina onto her back and then got on top of her. He leaned down and gave her a quick kiss. He kissed down her neck and then kissed each of her boobs. He positioned himself to reenter her once again. Christina lifted her hips up in approval. His cock needed no help to glide back into her with how wet she was.
They got locked into another long, deep, and sensual kiss while John was thrusting deeply into her.
"That's it baby. That's it," Christina said, softly. She pulled him in for another kiss.
Several minutes later I saw another orgasm building for Christina. Her toes began to curl and her body began to quiver. Her orgasm soon took over her whole body in a matter of seconds. She moaned and grunted frantically.
Then I noticed John was struggling to keep his composure. I knew what he was feeling. Some of Christina's orgasms get her pussy so wet and so tight that it's near impossible to withstand it. John started grunting too. His back was shaking and his face was straining as continued to thrust deeply into Christina.
He stuttered, as he moaned the words, "Oh my God! I'm about to cum!"
Christina wrapped her feet around John's waist and forced him into her. She wrapped her hands around his head and shouted, "Yes baby! Give it to me! I want to feel your cum deep inside my womb! Give it to me!"
Once his orgasm hit, John screamed loudly and grunted, animalistically. He thrusted as deep as he could into Christina. I knew was shooting so much cum inside of my wife. Once his orgasm started fading, Christina leaned forward and was nose to nose with John, while they both were trying to catch their breath.
John opened his mouth, but before he could even say a word, Christina shut him up with a long kiss. John laid on top of Christina with his penis still inside of her for several minutes.
Eventually, Christina instructed John to pull out. When he did, I saw a river of cum pouring out of her. I knew the odds were not in my favor for Christina to not get pregnant after that.
Once Christina checked the time, she gave John a quick kiss and they both started to get dressed. Christina decided to keep the lingerie on. However, she did take off the cum stained stockings.
Christina walked John to the door and she gave him one final deep kiss. They spent a little bit of time talking to each other. I couldn't make out what they were saying. Eventually, I could tell that Christina was thanking him for everything. She gave him one last hug and John was on his way. I packed my stuff up quickly and left the office.
When I got home, Christina greeted me in her lingerie with a big kiss.
"Wow you look stunning!" I exclaimed. Her makeup and lipstick still looked gorgeous but she definitely had noticeable sex hair.
"Thank you so much for the massage sessions!" she exclaimed.
"You deserved them! I was happy you got to try something new," I said.
"So........John told me you set this whole thing up so I could experience an erotic massage," she said, with a grin on her face.
"He wasn't supposed to say that, but yes. It is true," I said.
"Well, I certainly would have preferred for us to just talk about it up front. But I do think this is probably the only way that you could have gotten me to agree to it, so I do understand," she said.
"How was the third and final erotic massage?" I asked, while smiling at her.
"It was the best one of all. I will say that I lost count of how many orgasms I had. I should also mention that I gave John a special release or two for being so nice to me," she said, while giving me a naughty little grin.
"Oh, really? How about what happens during erotic massage stays in erotic massages," I said.
"I don't think so. I honestly don't think it's right or fair to our marriage for me to be the only one to experience this. So.... I am going to find a way for you to get an erotic massage, preferably 3, so we can be dead even. But I want us to share what goes on during them, I think that will add spice to our marriage," she said, and gave me a wink.
Christina and I had sex three times that night. She gave me oral sex like she never had before, and even let me finish in her mouth. Despite John and I both cumming deep inside of Christina multiple times that day, she somehow did not get pregnant.
I never heard from John after that day. I later found out he chose to move out of the state to begin work at a different massage parlor. I wondered if he had started to have feelings for Christina and needed a new start? Regardless and contrary to what most others might think, I was going to miss having him around.
Christina never did get rid of those stockings that she wore with John. She did wear them to church again one day. While we were at church, Christina began doing a shoeplay routine that she always does when she wears nylons and heels.
Another church goer spotted this and politely said, "Oops, it looks like you have some kind of stain on your stockings dear."
I remember thinking, "Oh you have no idea."
Our marriage has felt stronger than ever. Christina did not let go of the fact that she wants to arrange for me to experience a series of erotic massages. In fact, she recently told me she finally found a great massage parlor that she wants me to try out.
More to come......
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