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Post Party Mature Massage

My girlfriend and I once took a sensual massage lesson offered by the Learning Annex. It was a lot of fun and made me open to the use of candles, oil and taking your time with the opposite sex. It even helped my relationship with my difficult and demanding mother, for I would give her a neck and shoulder or foot massage occasionally. After a day or two we’d find something to argue about again, but for a while there was peace.

Two years ago Alice, a long-divorced friend of my mother’s was getting married, so mom threw her a bachelorette party. I think another woman arranged it, but it was at our house, and I was ordered to leave the house and not come back until midnight. At five after midnight I arrived home from my girlfriends after a decent night of sex and pizza to find the party still in full swing and a male dancer throwing himself all over the ladies. The dancer glared at me in open hostility. I glared back and went to the family room on the other side of the house. I guess he liked being the center of attention or felt my arrival stopped the flow of tips into his g-string or something. Whatever the case, he left shortly and the women returned to some drinking games and the opening of gag gifts.

My viewing of Saturday Night Live was interrupted by shouts of my name. Curious, I went back to the living room and found that a collection was being taken to get me to give Alice a sensual massage then and there. It was my mother’s idea and she put her arms around me and did her best to convince me to go along. Other women clapped in agreement. I was tired, but agreeable. The person really needing convincing was Alice, who kept saying “No”. Some of the women plied her with alcohol to get her to change her mind and guilt-tripped her over all the money collected, a very respectable total of $73.00. My mother gave me the money and told me to light a candle or two in the guest bedroom and heat up some oil. I did, but I fully expected Alice to chicken out. She’s a vice-principal at a junior high school and very straightlaced: lots of hair spray, makeup and always conservatively dressed. Even tonight, a night to let her hair down, she looked like she was going to work in a long navy-colored dress.

I lit the candles, warmed up my only massage oil in the microwave for a few seconds and lay down on the bed. Minutes passed and I began thinking what cds I would buy with the money, then I fell asleep. An hour later my mother and two friends knocked on the door, escorting a wobbly Alice. They were all drunk or close to it. Alice still resisted, which was why they were escorting her. Another delay ensued when Alice said she could never take her clothes off in front of me, so mom got her a robe and they took her “under guard” down the hall to change.

The three women practically pushed the reluctant Alice back in the room and slammed the door. Alice, tipsy for the only time in my memory, kept repeating that this was “crazy, crazy, crazy”. I said the same thing, but got her to lie down across the bed face-up. I sat in a chair by the side of the bed and massaged her head, face and neck and shoulders for 15 minutes. She seemed to enjoy it and chatted away nervously between actual sighs of pleasure. Mom and friends came back to check on her about then. They convinced her to get her hands out of the robe sleeves and turn over on her stomach so that I could do her back. Alice thought that was too intimate and said “no”. The women insisted, but Alice said “No way”. More argument followed, then Alice finally agreed, so long as she could keep her bra on. Mom’s drunk friend Betty would have none of that and unfastened Alice’s bra herself with a scream of delight. They all ran out of the room after that. I locked the door behind them and stopped Alice from re-hooking her bra.

“Just keep your arms at your sides and I won’t see a thing” I smiled. Not strictly true, but…
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The Massage

I have been hinting around to Julie my wife, that I would like to see another man, massaging her and playing with her body as I watched.

I finally asked her one night as we were laying in bed, “Would you like to get an erotic massage from another man as I watch?”.

Julie hesitantly said, ” Yes.”

I casually mentioned one day at work with a co-worker that we were looking for a masseuse to give my wife a massage. My co-worker said that he knew of one he and his wife use from time to time, and that he satisfies his wife in every way imaginable.

I called the masseuse one day, talked with him for several minutes and decided to make an appointment with him to give my wife Julie a erotic massage.

One night while Julie and I were in bed I told her, ” I had found someone to give her a massage and I think that you will enjoy it.” I told her, “I have him scheduled to give you a massage on Saturday night.”

Julie said, “Are you sure about this?”

I said, “Yes I am , I have talked with him and he seems like a nice guy.”

Saturday finally arrived. I could tell that Julie was excited.

She kept asking me,” What he was like?”

I kept telling her, “It’s a surprise.”

I took my wife out to our favorite Italian restaurant, and we both had her have a few drinks with our meal. I had arranged it to where this masseuse that I had found would come over to our house after we got back from our night out on the town.

Julie and I came home from our night out, it was about 7:00pm. We both took a hot shower and waited for him to arrive. After 20 minutes we heard a knock at the door. I answered the door.

Julie called from the bedroom , “Come here would you please?”

I asked Scott to come in, and excused myself and went to see what Julie wanted.

Julie said “I would like it much better if I had massage in the soft bed rather than the hard massage table that he has brought.”

I told Scott, “Julie would prefer her massage on the bed rather than his table.”

Scott said, “No problem, I several clients that like to be massaged on the bed rather than the table.”

Julie excused herself to the bathroom before Scott could see her. Scott went into the bedroom and spread a blanket on the bed and told me to get Julie ready for her massage by having her remove all her clothing, and to have her lie face down on the bed .

Scott excused himself to the kitchen to get his oils that he had brought warmed up.

Julie emerged from the bathroom looking nervous.

I told Julie, “There is nothing to worry about. I had checked this guy out and he is not any threat.” It seemed to put her mind at ease.

Once in the bedroom, I helped Julie out of her robe and had her lay on the bed cross ways so that Scott could get to her body better. Julie had really gotten a little to tipsy from the drinks that she had earlier, but was ok.

I said ” I am going to help with your massage tonight, so just relax and enjoy your massage.”
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Goldeneye Massage

My wife Julie and I decided to take a well deserved vacation to the Caribbean. After some research we decided on Jamaica. I went online to look at the different resorts, as we were looking for some privacy. I found a small exclusive resort called GoldenEye. It was expensive but very private. I searched online at work and printed a bunch of articles on the resort so I could take my time at home and read through everything later that night.

After dinner I sat down with a glass of wine and started reading the articles, while my sexy wife was getting our son ready for bed. She is a natural blonde, 5′ 4″, with an incredible body and 34C chest. She bears a striking resemblance to actress Daryl Hannah.

Most of the articles described the resort, amenities and of course, prices. One article I noticed was different. It was a blog and mentioned that GoldenEye was known as a place to go where well-to-do travelers can discretely explore their sexual fantasies with the local islanders. That was all it said, and it did not go into any further details. None of the other articles mentioned anything like that, so I wasn’t sure if it was a joke or possibly true. Thinking about it gave me an immediate hard on, as I pictured my beautiful blonde wife taking on a dark islander. Just then, my wife came downstairs and asked me if I had decided on a resort yet. Acting on impulse, I divided the articles in half, and slipped the blog to the bottom of the pile and handed her the papers, asking her to read the ones I did not yet get to. She got herself a glass of wine and sat on the couch across from me and began to read. After about a half hour and a glass of wine, she was getting closer to the bottom of the pile. She was tipsy at this point from the wine, it doesn’t take much, and my heart was beating wildly not knowing how she would react to the final page. Finally she began reading the last page and I noticed that she showed no reaction as she read it. She did not say anything and got up to get ready for bed. She dropped her pile of articles in the kitchen trash and asked if I was coming to bed. I told her I would be right up.

When I got up to the bedroom I was surprised to find my wife lying on her side in bed in a sexy blue see through nightgown. Her beautiful 34C breasts were barely contained in the thin material and her nipples were very erect. It was obvious she was not wearing panties. She smiled at me at told me to take out my cock, which I immediately did. She proceeded to give me a fantastic blow job and then had me lie on my back. She grabbed by cock and lowered herself, still wearing the nightgown. She was very wet, and she started to ride me like a wild animal, with her tits falling out of her nightgown and bouncing all over my face. Obviously, something had turned her on and I suspected it might be the article that she read. I had a tremendous orgasm as I pictured her in my latest fantasy. As we prepared to fall asleep, she told me that GoldenEye looked very nice and that I should book the trip. I fell asleep with another raging hard on.
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Her First Massage

I own this small massage boutique in a fairly affluent town. I have two girls that work for me and they were getting ready to leave. It was Friday night and I was waiting for my last appointment.

It was almost 7:30 when this cute young lady walked in. She was about five foot seven with dark brown hair and a very attractive figure. I looked down at my appointment book asking, “Are you Nancy?” I explained that the girls usually handle the female customers, but unfortunately they had to leave for the evening. So I asked if she was uncomfortable with me giving the massage.

She said, “no that’s okay,” and gave me a little smile. At least that made me feel bit easier.

After the initial amenities I led her off to one of the massage rooms. She explained that this was her first time here and in fact her first massage. She said it was a gift from her husband. Since he traveled allot he suggested going out and spoiling herself for an evening.

Inside the massage room it was nice and warm from the heaters and electric fireplace. After softening the lights I pointed to the hangers for her clothes and the bath towel draped over the massage table. Then I left so she could undress.

A few minutes later I knocked at the door cracking it a bit and asking if it was okay to come in.

When I entered the room Nancy was lying on the massage table with the towel draped over her behind. She was a pretty sight with her legs and half her thighs exposed. Her back looked so soft and smooth that I could barely wait to feel her flesh. But I had to control myself. My job was to give her a massage.

I put some soft relaxing music on and lowered the lights a little more so the lit candles had a calming effect. “Are we all ready Nancy,” I asked.” “Yes I am,” she whispered talking into the table matting.

“Just relax and enjoy yourself.”

I began massaging her neck with my fingers and then working my way down her back. Eventually I walked around the table to her feet and began stroking up the calves of her legs. She was so soft and her legs felt so nice. I spent a few minutes deep rubbing her muscles slowly working up to her knees. Then I started going higher squeezing and massaging her thighs right up to the edge of the towel that covered her rear end.
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Fucking Of Sally Morris

The following story is true and although I do feel a twinge of guilt about the whole thing I would not trade the memory of this experience for anything.

Let me begin by informing you that my favorite hobby is massage. I started giving my wife massages many years ago and about two years ago started doing massage for some of my co-workers, just neck and shoulder of course, and soon the word was out that Rob gives great massage! It has been a lot of fun and although I am told I am great at it I don’t charge people because I am not a licensed massage practitioner. Besides that would take some of the fun out of it and for me it is just a hobby.

Over time many of my massage recipients have requested I do a full body massage and I have always been happy to comply. On a few of these occasions things went past the norm of massage and entered into the intimate zone. I have always allowed this so long as the female seems to coax me along. Up until last week I had never done more than finger these ladies to climax and on one occasion I actually performed oral for a lady. All three of these ladies were married and all were a little bit ashamed after the experience however two of them came back for repeat performances! All three were also friends of my wife who knows nothing about the fact that sexual play has become a part of my massage work with certain customers.

Anyway now to the story at hand. My wife and I are both in our 30s and she is captain of a church softball team. We had a mutual friend at the church, Sally Morris, who my wife got to know through a bible study she was teaching. Sally is 22 years old and a very curvy yet very conservative young lady. She is about 5’5″, has brown hair and eyes and her measurements are 36-24-38.

Her narrow waist blossoms into a very pronounced full bottom and her thighs are soft and creamy with not a blemish or flaw to be found. While my wife was teaching the bible study a couple of years ago she got to know Sally very well because Sally was having some difficulties with balancing the needs of her boyfriend and living a pure life in the name of god. Sally had confided in her that although she had never let her boyfriend do more than kiss her, a couple of weeks ago they were laying side by side on the couch watching a movie and while kissing her he had placed his hand on her breast outside of her sweater.
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