A little something new for a cold Sunday, feel free to comment.
Melanie’s massage
Chapter 1
Melanie couldn’t quite put her finger on the cause for her apprehension, it was a nice gesture from her husband David, but still she couldn’t shake that feeling. David did not seem the least concerned and it was his wife who would be receiving the massage, what could go wrong he would be there the whole time.
“We at least they are on time” Melanie expressed to her husband as the doorbell rang at nearly exactly 8pm. David go up from the kitchen table and walked to the door.
“Yes, yes, come on in” David spoke as she welcomed in the masseuse, “Melanie, they are here” he called from the door. Melanie drew down a breath and walked into the hallway. Immediately her first concern was allayed, in the hallway stood a man, a man just like them, he was probably in his late 30s / early 40’s, smartly presented in a crisp white short sleeved shirt, which contrasted nicely with his slight tanned complexion. In the proceeding days the strangest thoughts had crossed her mind, she had half expected David to book a young Thai girl, so he could watch the two of them together.
David had purposefully placed a chair in the corner of the room, overlooking the bed, a perfect vantage point to survey the surroundings.
“Do you want to make yourself comfortable?” Marc asked as he set about arranging his kit on the chest of drawers.
“Do I take this off?” She mouthed to David as she pointed to her vest top. There was no hesitation as he firmly nodded in agreement. Melanie turned away from Marc as she slipped her top off, exposing her breasts to her husband. She picked a towel from the bed and held it over her body as she shuffled out of her skirt. She was now naked apart from a black G-string which only hid her pubic triangle from her masseuse. Melanie laid front first on the bed as she tilted her head to look over at David. His reassuring smile allowed her to relax for the first time since the massage had been planned.
Melanie pulled an amused face as Marc turned on his music.
“Sounds of nature?” He asked “How about sounds of the sea?” Marc skipped to the next track, a cacophony of sea life, from Whales, to dolphins, and what sounded like a force 9 Atlantic storm. Melanie looked over at Marc with what could only be described as a disapproving look. “Forest stream?” he said as he hopefully searched for sounds she would enjoy.
“That will just make me want the toilet” she responded with a giggle.
“Jungle night?” Marc changed the track yet again before choosing himself to skip the sound of blaring crickets. “I have only just started to add the musical element, I’m not sure I have the right music”
Melanie paused as he changed the track once more.
“Yes this one” she informed him.
“Summer meadow, yes this one is the most popular, I don’t know why I don’t just start with this one Melanie” march threw a small hand towel over his shoulder as he picked up a bottle of oil and walked over to the bed. “You might want to move into the middle” he spoke as he observed Melanie looking slightly uncomfortable perched on the far side of the bed. Melanie shuffled as he suggested into the centre of the double bed.
“So” Marc began to speak “What would you like?”
“I’m not really sure, I haven’t had this before” She replied “I was just thinking….”
“Give her the full works Marc” interrupted David.
“The full works hey?” Marc replied with a smile.
“Yes, that sounds good” She confirmed, unaware of what exactly that would entail.
“Ok Melanie, all you need to do is relax, I won’t be talking much so that you can fully enjoy the experience, however if you would like me to stop at any point, then please just say the word and I will, is that ok?”
“Yes Marc” She confidently replied. She turned her head back to David and gave him a cheeky grin, to which David simply winked in approval.
Melanie still harboured a slight nervous anticipation as she waited for Marc to begin. She heard the sound of the bottle being squeezed into his hands, she heard the lotion being warmed up between his palms, then the final stage before it began she felt the bottom of the bed depress as he climbed up upon it.
Chapter 2
Melanie could not prevent her body from instinctively tensing all over as she felt his slippery hands on her ankles. She was allowing a total stranger to touch her bare flesh, something that no other man had done in many years now. To her it felt slightly unnatural, but her husband’s presence in the room allayed her fear of it being some kind of betrayal. Melanie finally allowed herself to relax, to enjoy the sensation of the warm oil, to penetrate her tense muscles. Marc worked so slowly from her ankles to the back of her knees, massaging deeply but with a degree of pressure that was in her pleasure threshold, if she tensed then she would feel the onset of a slight discomfort, but as he continued she began to control the urges to tense, to just allow his hands to carry out their task.
With each pass of his hands it would become more pleasurable.
“Yes I needed this” she spoke out loud, as her stresses just seemed to lift, as if rubbed away by his hands. His hands slid further around the sides of her legs, to the point where her body met the bed. He was treated every single exposed area of her lower legs.
Melanie felt a slight disappointment as his hands left her legs, she turned her head to see why, as she looked she saw as he dispensed more oil onto his hands, she turned back to her husband and mouthed “Thank you” to him.
After the initial contact she felt relaxed with his hands, she did not even so much as flinch as his hands slid onto her upper legs, his hands slid up the back of her thighs, higher and higher until they brushed her ass cheeks. There was no doubting it felt good. His hands worked to the outside of her thighs running all the way to the band of her knickers, they would stop and run back down.
As David looked on her eyes were now shut, he could see her expression change ever so slightly as his hands worked up high, her eyes seemed to clench tighter, David shifted his body position slightly to obtain a better view.
David’s eyes grew wider as he saw Marc’s hands moved to the inside of her thighs for the first time. Melanie was laid with her legs together, it was in no way a comfortable pose. However as his hands slid upwards he witnessed something that even surprised him. As his hands worked up her inner thighs, and without and persuasion Melanie parted her legs. David was shocked at her response, for a first time massage his wife was really getting into this. His hand reached higher still, right up between her legs only stopping at the point where her thighs met her knickers, there were no doubts about it, he was almost touching his wife’s pussy. From Marc’s position he could probably even see a few stray hairs protruding the white lace underwear.
“Mmmm” it was soft, barely inaudible above the background music, but it was there, he heard it. A slight soft vocal approval from his wife. It was only the once, David focussed on his wife’s face, every time his hands reached the top of her thighs he saw her gently bite on her lower lip. David himself could feel something, something was stirring in his own underwear as he intently watched the scene being played out in front of him.
Melanie was in a different place, her focus had drifted away from the conscious world and all that mattered to her now was the feeling of relaxation flooding her body. She didn’t expect this to feel sexual, he was absolutely professional, it was her who had sexualised this, but to her it felt good, too good to stop. After all the feelings were in her body and mind, how could anyone else know how she was feeling if she didn’t say? So she had had, a moment when she gave a little something away, but she would not be so careless again.
“Aww” She had done it again, Melanie vocalised her feelings as Marc stopped his massage.
“I’m just going to get ready for your top half Melanie” he reassured her as he back off the bed. “I’m just going to change so I don’t get oil all over my shirt” he continued. “Do you mind?” he enquired.
“Of course not, whatever is easiest for you” She replied.
“Is that ok?” he asked over to David, who was now almost sprawled over the chair.
“Of course it is Marc, do what you like”
“Thank you” he replied as he briefly left the room.
“How is it?” David asked his wife.
“It’s nice” she carefully responded, trying her best to play down her internal enjoyment that threatened to spill over at any point.
“Just nice? It really looked like you were enjoying it?” he pressed her for a more encompassing response.
“It’d really good, so relaxing, I was a bit worried, you know, when his hands were there” she replied motioning with her eyebrows exactly where the ‘there’ was.
“I think you like that bit” he toyed with his response. Melanie just laughed.
Chapter 3
Their attention switched to the door as Marc returned. He had dispensed with his shirt and stood in the doorway topless. Melanie tried hard not to let her jaw hit the floor, it was not shock at his physique, there was nothing special about it, he was in decent shape, not overweight, just what could be described as normal, even the fact he was now topless was not what drew her astonishment, it was the fact he was stood just in his underwear, and whilst a pair of lose fitting boxer shorts would have barely drawn any attention, his choice of tight fitting shorts did. They left very little to the imagination, she could clearly see his package filling them.
Here she was, both him and marc in only the bottom half of underwear whilst her husband sat fully dressed on the chair.
“Oh my god” she mouthed to her husband, as she maintained not to laugh at the situation she now found herself in.
“Is this ok?” Marc asked, sensing that maybe his appearance made her uneasy.
“It’s fine” David replied releasing his wife of the obligation of having to answer, in her state she was likely to just burst into laughter. “Actually if it would make us all feel more comfortable….” David did not conclude his sentence before he lifted off his shirt and kicked off his jeans. As he reclined into the chair he removed his sock until, just like the other two he was sat only in his underwear, albeit a more relaxed and looser fitting pair than the masseuse he had booked.
“Are you ready Melanie?” he asked?
“Yes” she replied, looking forward to more of the same, at least him concentrating on her upper half would be less likely to cause issues for her.
Once again she felt him climb up onto the bed and straddle her his knees now touched the top of her thighs and as he rested back onto them she could almost feel him against her ass. Somehow with her husband now joining in the state of undress it felt in some way even more relaxed, everyone was in the same boat and there was no need for awkwardness.
Unlike before, this time there was a different anticipation as she heard him oiling his palms, now it was a feeling of excitement as she waited to feel him once again. There was almost a murmur of delight as she felt his warm hands contact her expectant flesh. It was purely an instinctive response as she buried her head face down in the pillow. His slippery hands danced over her soft flesh, his thumbs tracing long lines up the centre of her back to her shoulders, as he slid forwards she felt it, without doubt his package pressed against her ass cheeks, the two only separated by the fabric of their underwear. Of course it was inadvertent contact she thought, as she enjoyed his hands all over her back and neck.
Melanie was back in the zone of total relaxation, his hands worked its magic on her, removing all the pent up stress her body had previously locked deep inside her, he was massaging it, coaxing it to her pores, then washing it away with his oil soaked hands. Finally after the careful attention of the centre of her back his hands slid along her arms and to her hands, it was at this point that he was almost laid flat down upon her, his groin seemed to press her down onto the mattress, all she could do is exhale deeply, enjoying every last moment. Melanie did not even flinch in the slightest as he slid his hands down her sides, brushing the side of her breasts, for a moment she wanted to raise her body, allow him to slide his hands underneath her, but sensibility prevented her.
Melanie looked over at her husband expecting to see a look of disapproval, at her enjoying his now almost intimate act, but she would not find it on his face. Instead she saw a look of concentration as he stared upon the scene.
Chapter 4
“Do you want to turn over?” Marc asked softly as his hands left her body. Melanie did not vocalise a response, she didn’t even think about covering her modesty with the towel she was laid upon. Before she even realised herself, she was lying on her back with him kneeling at her feet, he smiled upon her, Melanie quickly drew her hands over her chest, covering her pert 34b chest from his view, it was a reactive response, and only due to her husband being in the room, she had long passed the point of caring, and he had already seen her.
As before he started on her ankles and moved slowly upwards. As he worked his way up her body, she felt something she could never expected. She remembered his pattern from the rear of her legs, the lower legs, the rear of her thighs, the outside, she knew it was coming but it seemed to take an age, finally she felt his hands slide up her inner thighs, this time her legs spread on the instant of his touch, it was as if she was welcoming him, welcoming his hands to venture in-between her thighs. It was as if Marc had accepted the invitation, his hand ran all the way up her inner thighs to the crease of her pubic triangle, her knicker edges became the point where he would stop.
‘It wasn’t supposed to be like this’ she thought, she longed for his touch, her mind and body betrayed her in many ways, she squirmed on the bed, she murmured to herself, hoping that his hands would in some way slip and touch that off-limits area. Melanie had almost forgotten, it was another man, it was not her husband, she threw her head over to look at him. Melanie almost had to make a double take as she saw David’s hand inside the opening of his underwear, she could not compute all the feelings rushing through her already overworked mind, she wanted to shout ‘What the fuck David’ why was he aroused? But that line of questioning only brought it back to herself, why was she so aroused?
Melanie didn’t even know where the words came from as he ran both his thumbs together along the middle of her knickers, she felt his thumbs as they pressed her knickers between her damp and swollen pussy lips “Fuck” as soon as she spoke his thumbs darted over her clit and up her belly. Marc was now almost lying on top of her as he reached across for his oil once more. She looked down to see that what was once just a bulge in his shorts was now perfectly visible to see the form of a well-proportioned and blatantly erect penis, she could see the outline of his head and the length and girth of his shaft pressing against her lips.
As his hands slid up her body, she threw her arms to the bed allowing his hands to massage and explore her breasts, her turgid nipples pressed hard into his palms as he squeezed her globes in his hand. Every time her moved up her body his cock pressed harder against her groin, it was almost rhythmic, as if he was actually fucking her, and in her head he was.
Melanie looked over at her husband, it was a look he had not seen before, but he understood her doeful eyes, she would never actually ask the question, but David knew what it was.
“She wants the works Marc” David told him. Melanie gave David a smile at his willingness to give her what she wanted. Melanie almost screamed ‘NO’ as he lifted himself off her and laid down beside her. Her disappointment quickly dissipated as his hand slid down the centre of her body, and over her knickers. Marc used no words as his index finger slid along her knickers, tracing her pussy lips. In a single movement he found his target, his finger tip pressed the wet fabric against her clit.
“No, no no” Melanie pleaded as she reached down and grabbed hold of his hand, with her other hand she lifted the top of her knickers and pushed his hand inside. Melanie felt his finger slide through her hair covers triangle, back onto her clit. It would not take long, she knew that for sure, within seconds of him touching her she felt it building. In truth it had been building for a long time, but he had her on the final straight with just yards to go.
Melanie began to fidget on the bed, her arms flayed around until her right hand grabbed out, grabbed out at his hard shaft. Her fingers tightly closed around his throbbing member as she looked over at David. His smile said everything it needed to as he stroked his shaft.
“Oh yes” she grunted as her orgasm burst within her. Feelings of pure relief shook her body, this was not like a usual orgasm, it was something else, something even more than just sexual, her body just pulsed in feelings of orgasmic bliss. It was not a squirting orgasm, but she felt her juices flow from her in a way she could not previously remember. She did not want it to end, but finally she felt it subside.
The bliss was such that she felt warm and contented, not the post-orgasm awkwardness that someone may expect in such a situation. She felt Marc climb from the bed, she head him and David talking, but in her state of relaxation it sounded like she was underwater, the words became muffled.
Chapter 5
Melanie opened her eyes, to find herself alone in the room, she had slept, but there was no clue as to how long she had been napping.
“Are you ok” David asked as he returned to the room, still dressed in just his underwear.
“Mmmm yes I am, how long have I been asleep for?” she asked.
“Oh not long, a few minutes or so, did you enjoy it?”
“It was amazing, I can’t believe you let him do that, I really owe you now”
“No, you don’t owe me, you owe Marc, he was the one that did it”
“Yes, we really should pay him” Melanie was just about to discuss a payment when Marc returned to the room, wiping his freshly washed hands on a small towel.
“Marc, Melanie thinks we should give you something, and I totally agree.” David informed him.
“No, I really don’t do this for money” he responded.
“Well what about some other kinds of reward?” David offered. Marc looked over to David with a slightly confused expression on his face. “How about my wife?” Marc laughed at David’s offer.
“Your wife is very nice, but I have my own, I don’t think I could handle another one.” He replied in jest.
“I think you know what I mean.” Marc did, he looked down upon Melanie, as he considered the offer. It was then that that the realisation hit Melanie herself, she had not understood her husband’s offer until she saw Marc looking over her body. “Do you think you could help him out honey?” he asked his wife. Melanie looked over at him in shock, how could he ask such a thing? Was it some kind of joke? His expression did not say so. Well if he was joking the joke was on him she thought as she confidently responded.
“Ok, of course I will help him out.” She looked back at Marc to see that bulge seeming to grow in front of her very eyes. She would never admit it to David, but she wanted it, she wanted it the second she felt it pressing against her, even at that point she would not have protested had he pulled her knickers to one side and just slipped inside her.
Melanie drew her knees up to her chest on the bed, and slid her knickers down her thighs, revealing her hairy bush, it was tidy but the thick covering his her most intimate part from plain view. She kicked her soaked knickers off the bed and relaxed back holding herself up on her elbows. She gave Marc a look, a look of ‘come get me’ If she had taken the chance to look over at her husband she would have seen him do just the same, he was now reclined in the chair with his hand wrapped around his hard cock.
As Melanie looked up at him, Marc slipped his tight shorts down, there was a little resistance as he got caught up in the elastic of his tight fitting shorts, but as he pulled them down, it sprung into view, already at its maximum potential. Melanie’s eyes widened as she looked upon his impressive cock, she knew it was big she had seen it in his shorts, she had even grasped it during the literal climax of her massage, but as it hovered above her now, it seemed somehow bigger than she expected.
Marc walked to the bed and climbed up, on top as Melanie spread her legs to allow him access to her. Marc stroked her thighs as he pulled in closer, the bulging tip of his cock now nestled in her soft dark pubic hair. Melanie gasped as he held himself in his own hand and slid his tip along her visibly wet lips, his soft fleshy tip was already glistening with pre-cum as he brushed it over her clitoris.
“Mmmmm, yes” she gasped at the exquisite tease he was performing.
“There are condoms in the ……” David did not even have time to finish his sentence before he saw Marc push into his wife. David watched intently as he saw the head disappear into his wife’s pussy. Inch after inch of Marc’s cock slid in her obvious wetness. If he had looked at Melanie he would have seen her biting her lip at the feeling, but no he was watching the penetration, finally Marc held himself in place with all 7 inches of his meat inside her.
“Oh fuck” in the situation it was difficult to tell who had uttered the word, it could have been Melanie at the amazing sensation of not only having a hot cock inside her, but a new exciting one, or Marc at the feeling of warm, tight wetness he was deep within, however it was David who uttered the words seeing this near stranger take his wife. He watched as Marc used his body weight to hold his wife and pull her up on top of him, now he was the one laid on the bed and Melanie was on top riding his cock.
Marc looked over at David, the soft stroking had increased to a purposeful wank, he gripped his cock hard as his hand moved at a near-synchronous pace to that of Marc and his own wife. David’s face was one of concentration as he focussed in on the action.
On the bed, Marc shuffles around taking Melanie with him, her back now faces David. What may seem to be offer a restricted view to David, was actually the opposite. David’s eyes grew wider as Marc pulled Melanie down upon him. As he locked her into a deep kiss, David had the full benefit of seeing Marc’s cock disappearing into his wife. The riding motion had been replaced with Marc lifting his ass off the bed and audibly slamming into her, each time David saw Marc’s cock reappear from deep inside her it was visibly wet, there was no doubt his wife was enjoying this.
If she had freed herself from their kiss then Melanie would have been able to moan and groan at the attention she was receiving, however her noises were stifled by the long deep kiss they were sharing, finally Marc broke it. As he still held her down upon him, he spoke in her ear.
“Do you like this?” he asked her at a volume David would clearly hear.
“Um Yes, yes I like it” she replied to him between a gasp each time his cock pounded into her. “Your cock feels so good?” she continued, almost forgetting about her watching husband.
“Is it better than your husbands?” Marc taunts. Melanie remains silent to the question, choosing to ignore it rather than answer a question she really didn’t want to answer at this point.
“Is it?” he asked again. Once again Melanie opted for silence, her only noises were her gasps as he continued to pound her pussy. Marc wanting an answer slid his hand between them and found her hard nipple between his thumb and forefinger. After a gentle squeeze, he pinched slightly.
“Yes, it’s better!” she barked. Marc released his grip on her. Even without the risk of a further pinch she chose to continue “It’s much better, I love your cock” she growled.
Whilst to most husbands such a revelation would bring a crushing disappointment, for David this was not the case. His hand now travelled faster on his shaft, coating his entire length with the heavy stream of pre-cum running from his tip.
Marc held hold of Melanie and as he lifted his body upwards he rolled her onto her back, even in the transition of position his cock did not leave her body. Her legs were up on his shoulders as he pumped hard into her looking down at her tits wobbling on each thrust.
The change of position proved hard for David, sat as he was he could no longer see the important part of the action. With him still holding and stroking his cock he stood up and moved over to the bed, until once again he had a good view, he was now side on, wanking himself between the couple. Melanie and Marc did not even seem to notice him, they were far too caught up in their own moment.
Melanie could feel her orgasm building within her and she didn’t hide it, her groans became louder and then she did something that David had never experienced with her before as she thrust her hand between her legs.
“Come on” She urged Marc as she aggressively rubbed her clit, it was all too much for David. David moaned loudly as he erupted over his wife, forming a pool of cum on her shaking body, stream after stream of hot cum hit her flesh whilst she still rubbed herself. David slumped to his knees resting on the edge of the bed, spent but unable to look away.
“I’m cumming” she shouted as once again her orgasm ripped through her body, her back arched from the bed as her pussy clamped down on Marc’s cock. “Oh fuck yes” she gasped still rubbing herself rapidly, finally as he muscled tensed one last time she slumped back on the bed. “Cum for me” she urged as she looked up at Marc with her big eyes.
Just her look was enough for Marc, he had been on the edge for a few minutes already and had stoically maintained his composure to last long enough.
“Yes” were the only words he spoke, after one hard final thrust he pulled his entire length from her, with a more guttural grunt he let go. As David looked he saw a huge ream of the man’s cum fly through the air landing between his wife’s breasts, he saw her gleeful smile as he covered her with his hot sperm. Marc did not stop, a second load splashed her belly, dwarfing the relatively small load her husband had deposited on her. Marc changed the aim of his cock and continued to stroke his cock now pumping the remains of his load onto her pubic hair. As the last dribble of cum seeped from his tip he wiped his cock clean on her hair.
Marc leaned forwards and kissed her one more time softly on her lips. It was to be his final act, Melanie and David watched as he re-dressed in front of them both and collected his belongings. He gave no words, just a friendly smile to the pair as he left the room.
“Yes, I’m relaxed” Melanie spoke after they heard the front door closed. “You are right, I needed that”
Fin
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