As the doorbell to our suite rang, I pulled my dress back in place, Jim jumped up and answered the door and lead in the masseuse. A man. Not just a man, a very handsome man.
Chapter 2
"My name is Bryant and I'm here to give madam a massage."
He didn't have a portable table and, I was expecting a woman, but I didn't want to spoil it for Jim who had so considerately and lovingly set this up.
"Just disrobe and lay face down on the bed and I can start."
I looked at my husband with a somewhat suspicious look and Jim said, "Look, hon, the truth is, I had enjoyed several other women before I met you. I know you have just the experience of me alone so, I've ordered you a sensual massage. There'll be no sex, just a massage all over for you to enjoy."
All over? Sensual massage? On the bed? These were just a few of the thoughts going through my mind a mile a minute. At least Jim was here. He would be here the whole time.
I slowly walked over to the bed trying to control the fear and trembling that I felt. I was so comfortable being naked with Jim, he'd seen every surface, every crevice of my body. But this guy, Bryant, he was going to be feeling me, well, I guess almost everywhere. I mean, what is a sensual massage, it must include my breasts and my...Oh, my.
As I pulled the dress and bra off, of course, I was naked underneath, I was facing away from Bryant and pulled the sheet off the bed, lay face down somehow getting the sheet over my middle.
I lay there trying to focus on the fact that Jim had arranged this as a loving gift to me to be able to enjoy the hands of another man and to arouse me in new ways as I had come to love being sexually stimulated during our years together. I had come from being the shy Midwestern girl to the hip California woman and this was his gift to me and I wanted it as much for him as for me.
I was facing away from Jim and Bryant as they both stripped down to boxers and I the first thing I felt was the sheet being whisked away and the cool air of the room wafting across my bare skin.
I gritted my teeth for the first touch. Then it happened. Very soft at first along my spine, then firmer as he went along. His hands were very strong but his touch, very gentle. Slowly, methodically up my back to my shoulders, my arms, hands, then my fingers, one at a time.
Oh, this was very nice. I almost forgot that it was a sensual massage. Then, he went back down my body and began kneading my butt. His hands were firm, and I must say, it was now feeling more than just relaxing.
Jim had joined in and was up rubbing my shoulders and Bryant was moving along to my legs. When he got to my calves, it really felt good, I was slipping back into enjoying a regular massage. Then on to my feet, which felt wonderful, especially when he worked my arches.
Then back up my legs, Jim now was rubbing on my back, they were both out of sight and all the effort was now on my thighs and butt. Firms hands were working my thighs and I felt a pull moving my legs apart and hands dipping between my legs, not really anywhere sensitive quite yet, but, yes, pretty erotic. I thought, now we're getting to the sensual part of the sensual massage. I was nervous and was trying to control myself and appear calm. Inside, I was churning with fear, anticipation and an ever-mounting arousal.
As my thighs and butt were being manipulated, hands were grazing my outer labia. I tried to hold still and not flinch when my pussy was touched and I lay there breathing harder and harder, my pulse pounding in my temples.
My head was turned and I could see Jim standing next to the bed, his cock sticking out of his boxers as he rubbed me along with Bryant.
All I could think of as I lay there, being lovingly touched and rubbed, was my pussy. I could almost hear the throbbing between my legs as my arousal went skyward. This was a very sensual massage. Oh, was it.
"Please turn, now," Bryant asked and I swallowed and rolled over. He placed his hands on my breasts and began to very gently trace his fingertips around my nipples. Oh, I know I was making the sheets wet underneath me. His touch was feather light. Just teasing my nipples which were hard and swollen.
Oh, this guy knows his way around a woman's body.
After he got my nipples all tingly from his gentle touch, he very softly pinched each one. I was really trying not to orgasm, I just couldn't give in yet. I wanted that for when Jim and I were alone again.
Now, Bryant began gently massaging each breast, then brushing the back of his hand over my nipples which kept them so hard and tingly. God, I was a sexual wreck.
Jim was stroking my stomach which is something he does that I've always loved ever since the first time he did it. It was after my first orgasm from his tongue. He petted and caressed my stomach and abdomen as I slowly floated back down to earth, oh, it felt so good.
My masseuse was alternating between treating my breasts fairly firmly to whisper-softly. Yes, Bryant knew how to drive a woman into a sexual frenzy.
And, then...
Oh, now he was working his way down. I knew the massage had to have stages to it. And that the final stage had to be, well, you know.
So, as he worked my lower belly and abdomen, one hand went lower each time than the other until he stopped.
Is that it, I thought? Certainly not, oh, rats. Don't tell me it ends. Right here. No, no, he was just removing his shorts, he was back to rubbing me again.
I was impressed. Oh, the massage was nice, no, I mean his cock. Wow. You know I've really only seen one, Jim's, and I can tell you that it gives me all the orgasms I want so I'm happy, but...Bryant had to be well above average. It was big. And it was standing straight out.
Jim had gotten down to my feet which he held and pulled apart as Bryant began running his hands down my abdomen, down my mound and caressing my labia with just the barest touch of his fingertips.
This was the most wonderful agony I have ever experienced. Even the first time Jim and I made love or the first time he gave me oral sex, no, this was even more erotic. This was the pure essence of sex.
His fingers slid up and down my pussy lips which were so wet I could feel a large damp spot under my butt. Jim and Bryant were kneeling on either side of me as Bryant began sliding a finger inside. I raised my knees and widened them as I felt a second finger go inside me. Jim was slowly rubbing my thighs and I reached over to grip each cock and rub them back and forth. Bryant's certainly filled my hand and I pulled up on it and he moved sideways as I bent toward his and began sucking him.
I've already told you how little sexual experience I had before Jim welcomed me into the world of intimacy. I have sucked him many times and, truly, I love the feel of it when the warm gush hits deep in my mouth and I hear a groan of ecstasy that I, and I alone, just caused. Yes, I love it. But I've never had another man's cock in my mouth. I couldn't believe that I was willingly, intentionally and, yes, greedily, sucking off another man.
Hardly without warning, Bryant was on the bed, up over me, his head lowering down to my pussy as his cock loomed right above my head. I've been in this position many times with Jim's cock staring me pleasantly in the face but this was rather more daunting. He had lowered it almost to my lips and I raised my head and took him in. He lowered just enough more so I didn't have to strain to suck him. He really filled my mouth. It was all I could do to keep from choking but I was so sexually turned-on, so hot, so wound-up, I just wanted to suck the cock of the guy who was sending me skyward.
As I sucked him, I rubbed his abdomen and played with his balls, gripped him, licked all around, sucked the tip, everything I knew how.
And, him...oh, my. I love Jim with all my heart, soul and being. But Bryant began licking and tonguing my pussy in ways that I never dreamed possible. It was like a Space Shuttle launch. My pussy was so sensitized already, so wound-up, so aroused, turned-on, so inflamed with lust, that I simply felt out of control. I was in a sex frenzy like I've never felt before.
Then I felt a shock go through me. I almost fainted when I felt Jim's finger just below where Bryant was licking and tonguing my pussy. It was gently rubbing m
y rectal opening which I had never experienced before. He was spreading my juices all around my butt's opening and I've just never ever felt anything quite so explosively erotic.
I was sucking furiously on him, he was sucking furiously on me and soon, he grunted and I felt the warm pulse of cum spurt into my mouth and just after, I simply exploded in what was be the hardest, wildest, most out-of-control, most potent orgasm I've ever experienced. I writhed, shook, wrenched, trembled, moaned, grunted, thrusted, humped, it was every orgasm I'd ever had rolled into one. The long and slow and very erotic lead-up to it was what added so much fuel to the fire when I finally climaxed. It was stunning.
When I could see again, I saw Jim happily smiling down at me and I reached over and took his cock and led it to my mouth where I sucked him with all I had in me.
Bryant continued to kiss, lick and massage me all over as I sucked Jim who, sexed-up from watching all this, soon mixed his cum with Bryant's.
"Oh, I can't tell you guys how wonderful that was," I said breathlessly. "Oh, Bryant, you are fabulous. Someone really taught you all there is about pleasuring a woman. And, Jim, I'll take care of you as soon as the session is over. I'm sure ready for you, mister. Beware."
We three showered together, it was lovely being soaped over and over by two wonderful men, then we dried off, Bryant got dressed, I gave him a very unsisterly kiss, he left, I turned and was attacked by my husband.
From behind, he gripped my shoulders, pulled me naked to the window, "Stand right here," and then he racked back the curtains and I am standing there naked to the world looking out at the lights of The City.
"Put your hands on the sill," and then I felt his cock shove all the way inside me from behind.
"Oh, OH, Jim, oh, yes, oh, my god, man, fuck me, just fuck me. I'm just so...OH, yes, oh..." and he fucked me as I faced the people down on the street and in the hotel across the way. I have no idea if anyone watched me getting everything I wanted from my husband that night and I really didn't care. I just so wanted my pussy fucked, I was hysterical for relief from all the thrill I had had being so sexually stimulated for what turned out to be nearly two hours, I just didn't care, I wanted to be fucked and fucked and fucked.
Leaning on the window sill, I was trying to contribute by rotating my butt around as Jim went in and out of me. The feelings were simply delicious. Soon, we both erupted in volcanic orgasms, all that arousal and stimulation, for hours, convulsing us into ecstasy as Jim hugged me from behind and we slipped to the floor where we lay, his cock still in me for a long time.
As the room began to cool from the evening air, we got under the blankets and snuggled to sleep, a sleep of the sexually sated.
The next thing I remembered, Jim was signing the check for the cart of breakfast that was wheeled into our room. We were hungry but our hunger for each other took over half way through and we fell on each other and fucked madly once again.
I really think I tasted and savored our wanton sex overlooking the lights that night. I've tasted them since, many times.
Hardly a day goes by that I don't remember some part of that weekend in San Francisco. It was my first pantiless dinner, my first fingering in a restaurant, my first time for a man other than my husband to touch my breasts, touch my pussy, finger-fuck me, lick my pussy and the first blowjob I'd ever given to another man. I think of these things often. They will always be a part of me as I fantasize how another man's cock just might feel deep inside me.
Thank you, Jim. I'm your's forever. Love, Anne
The End.
A Bad Day at Work
After putting down my phone I regret what I had just said to her. She is someone that is based greatly on emotion and I didn't want to bring her down by telling her about the awful day, so far, at work. I honestly just want to go home right now, but my last meeting of the day is too important, even though I know it is going to drag out.
Sitting at the long boardroom table, my eyes are focused on the person talking, but my mind is somewhere else. To be honest, I was upset at how I knew I had made her feel from that phone call.
Two hours later, the meeting finally ends and pack some papers into my briefcase and head to the car park. I jump behind the wheel of my car and turn the engine over to begin my trip home. My mind starts thinking immediately of her as the car pulls out of the car park.
I'm not sure what it is, but when I think of her, my first thoughts are usually of a sweet and innocent girl that would do anything to make me happy and over the last year living together she has done just that every day. The sweet and innocent nature is just half of her however, as she is also the sultry and extremely kinky goddess that somehow connects with my dark subconscious and fulfils those desires.
Reaching for the remote control, the garage door starts to lift as I press the centre of the green button, pulling into my driveway. Turning the key to stop the engine inside my double garage, I grasp my leather briefcase and close the car door.
Walking into the main lounge room from the garage, I throw my keys into the intricately carved wooden bowl I brought back from my trip to Columbia a number of years ago, as was my usual custom.
"I'm home, my girl," I say in a positive tone placing my bag next to the side table before walking into the kitchen, looking for her. It was an extremely hot day and all of the fans were in motion as I continue through the house.
Something catches my eye flapping about on the dining table as I walk towards it. A large note being held down by a vase was moving about as I push down the bottom to stop it moving from the breeze of the fan.
I'm sorry you had such a bad day Daddy... I have got you something to try and cheer you up... it's in the bedroom...
She signed it down the bottom with a really big love heart as I smile at how much she did to make me happy. It helped also that she always called me "Daddy". Everyone has a weak spot and that is mine.
I start to wonder what she had got for me as I walk down the long hallway and into the study. I suppose she had a couple of hours to go to the shops and buy me something because she knew as well as I had that my meetings always go longer than I say they will.
Where is she by the way, I think to myself? Walking into the bedroom I find the answer to my question. Lying on the bed completely naked with just a ribbon tied around her waist into a bow that sat in her belly, it became clear that she was my present.
The fan in the bedroom was also on as she lays there motionless as I can see she has fallen asleep. I walk over to her and caress her hair as she starts to stir.
"Oh Daddy, I'm sorry, I must have fallen asleep," she murmurs, her eyes blinking a couple of times.
"That's alright Babygirl," I reply sitting on the edge of the bed next to her, "My meeting went later than expected."
"Well you're home now and that's all that matters. Do you want your present to cheer you up?" she asks mischievously with a smile.
"It's alright my girl, you're still tired," I say while caressing her soft cheek.
"Please Daddy, I want you to be happy after your bad day. You can have me any way you want. I am yours to use for your happiness," she says sincerely. She always made me feel better after a bad day, even with just her words.
I stand up and stretch my arms upwards still stiff from sitting down most of the afternoon. Contemplating taking her out for dinner, she could see me thinking as she rolls onto her side and then makes her way to her feet standing in front of me.
With outstretched arms she wraps them around me giving me a hug. "I love you Daddy," she says before releasing me and kissing me on the lips.
I look lovingly into her eyes and say, "I love you too my girl."
She then bends her knees and lowers her body crouching in front of me. Without an answer, she takes things into her own hands to make a decision as she unzips my trousers.
Quickly finding my cock through the hole, she feels into my boxer shorts underneath and pulls it out. Placing it into her mouth, she starts to suck it as my manhood exp
ands in her mouth quite quickly.
"You're amazing Babygirl," I declare with my head rolling back enjoying the sensation of her tongue as she sucks my dick like there was no tomorrow. Moving my head back again, I look down at her hair that has been let out completely, not tied up as was her usual style.
She looks up at me making eye contact with my dick still in her mouth, not stopping the job she had started moments ago. Maintaining eye contact, she slowly lets it slide out of her mouth, with a strand of saliva attaching itself from the head to her tongue.
She smiles as it breaks asking, "What do you want now Daddy?" as she was still on her knees in front of me. I do not answer again contemplating, but this time different things.
Without a reply, she decides to offer some suggestions. "Shall I keep going here Daddy?" she asks leaning in and licking the length of my cock with her tongue. "Do you want to cum in my mouth?" she then inquires, looking up smiling.
"Or do you want to bend me over and fuck me?" she asks. "You could even use my tight ass if you desire Daddy. Whatever I can do to make you happy." Now she's put more options to consider in my head.
While I think about it, she moves her mouth back onto my cock and takes it all in up to my balls. Holding there, I can feel my cock on the back of her throat as she kneels there and doesn't move. I was amazed at the ability of this feat as she doesn't gag at all.
She slowly moves backward again letting my cock slide out as a thick line of saliva follows and runs down her mouth and onto her chin. Some starts to fall onto her amazingly pert breasts, but she catches the rest on her index finger and sucks it back into her mouth.
Moving forward once more she engulfs my dick again, but this time she starts to slide back and forth quickly, her mouth working overtime to satisfy me. Raising her left hand, she takes hold of my shaft and slides her hand in unison with her mouth. The sensation of her fingers following her mouth feels amazing.
The sound of my groaning only spurs her on as she increases the speed and starts to suck my cock with passion. With her hand now descending under my dick to feel my balls, her mouth again takes over completely in stimulating my cock.
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