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My Wife's First B2B Massage

Even after 13 years of marriage, seeing my lovely wife gives me a different feeling. I won’t say that you can compare her face with Aishwarya Rai or any beauty queen but getting her beneath clothes is like fanciable. She is really WOW.

Every session of ours is nice but some are great and beyond that some are heaven. One of that, which I can still feel, is a massage one.

It started after my Thailand trip. I told my wife that one of the best things about Pattaya was massage and that too not only a massage but a body-to-body massage. In B2B massage, the masseuse use to be naked and she rolls over her body on yours. The session does not lead to sex but yes, the feeling reaches there!😉

My Indian wife, Ruhi, wanted to have a B2B session but from me.😊 We planned many times but it failed because of one reason or the other such as kids, office work, household chores, guests, etc. Finally, the day came. I mean, the night arrived. I was on time from work. The kids, and the work - all settled and we were free by 10:30 pm.

The stats of my wife were not of a model, but her breasts are 34B, which is the most preferable when it comes to sex. Her waist is 34, and her hips are 36. I know it’s on a higher side, but I love my wife’s ass.

I came into the room and we had eye contact. That was it! She knew what we were feeling. She came to me and our lips were locked. She is an awesome kisser, I can bet on it. Ruhi sucks my lips, twist her tongue in my mouth, exchanging some chocolates or anything edible, she is best. And time, as long as you can survive.

We continued for around 15 minutes or so, playing with her hair, rolling my hands beneath her t-shirt, on her waist or back.

I asked her if she was ready? She winked and was removing her t-shirt. I wished that I could have stopped the moment. While my wife’s t-shirt was on her face, her cleavage was exposed. The two in the black bra were like THE BEST!

Ruhi’s hands were up, the boobs were pressed inside, the cleavage was like a deep valley and the boobs which were outside bra were inviting me to press them. I can assure you one thing, if anybody would have seen her in that position or even if you can imagine her boobs as per my words, you will jerk on her name! My wife actually looks like a sex goddess, her hairs open, a cute smile, black bra, small shorts, milky thighs, etc.

We had all requirements ready - water, moisturizer, smooth cream, etc. She lay down on the bed and I again started kissing her. She reciprocated but stopped after 5 minutes.

"Focus only on the massage" her words with some attitude and also lust. “No insertion till the massage is over.”

I was like, “Esa mat kar yaar, beech mai thoda chalega.” Ruhi was adamant and told me, “Like a professional, it should be only a massage and not a sex session.”

I didn’t understand what was in her mind but I asked her to be a bit lenient. But NO INSERTION policy was still on.😉

I told my wife to lie down on her stomach. Her back with black strap and ass which was barely covered with G-string black panty was alluring me. I started to caress her back. I had done that N number of times. Each time I touched her, it felt like a fresh rose petal.

I opened the hook and let my wife’s bra to free the two mischievous, enticing buddies! I applied some cream on her back and my chest and the ride began. I get on to her. She had Davidoff on her, whose fragrance was creating an environment much more amatory.

I started to massage her back with my chest, hands-on her elbow and licking her neck. The point under the ear had been the weak point of Ruhi from the start but I was not in a mood to touch that high voltage area.

I was rubbing my chest on my wife’s back and she was having a small smile on her face with her eyes closed. I was rubbing my hands, chest on her back and hands in every direction. While making hand movements on her back, I was touching her boobs from the side.

Her back was smooth as butter and my hands were sliding like a puck sliding on an Ice Hockey arena. I didn’t have any goal post in this arena but had an ass post that was getting scored each time my fingers were sliding on those two men’s desire!

Having sub-zero or zero figures might be great for some people but if we talk about fantasies, it always roams around the body which Ruhi owns. Flesh at right places and she is the one whom I know and fortunately have official license to explore and grind her secret places.

Coming on massage, I asked in her ears, “Panty??”

She just said, “Hmmm” and raised her butts to say goodbye to her lone cloth on her desirable body. Now I was moving my hands from my sexy partner’s booty to her shoulder. She was moaning (in pleasure). Her skin was glowing and I knew how I was controlling.

Her booty was swaging on my hand movements and I wanted to spank it. But, no! I was just caressing her fleshy butt and my fingers were parting in the creek while they passed through. Each time I was touching her hole.

Then I put some extra cream and water on both buttocks and again my hands were working. I swiped down all extra water and cream on the hole and tried to insert my finger but it was still virgin! I got a reaction from my wife instantly, “Not now..”

At least this was not a negative response, the appealing and tempting twins might not remain virgins till I write next time. Let’s hope so!

Now I was on the thighs and I was like, “Yaar, kha lu isse.”

Her thighs were soft and smooth like other females but one different thing was her feel of it which was just like satin. I could sit for hours and pamper my wife’s thighs. From the toe to the thighs, I was caressing, adding water, moisturizer, soft cream and wanted that she should have one of the best times.

I was gentle with my hands and my fingers were moving lustfully on her. While moving on thighs, one of my fingers forgot the path and went to the front-end of my wife’s OS. She stretched out her legs and that defined her feelings too!

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