Adultery My Wife and the Masseur
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Next moment she came out in petticoat, wrapping a towel on her top. I could guess she did not wear brassier underneath her towel. She, at the boy’s instruction, was now lying on the floor on her stomach; he began oil-massage her body, from her toes. And gradually his hands rolled upwards pushing her petticoat upwards accordingly, thereby unveiling her legs thighs etc, little by little.


On the other hand my wife was enjoying his massage, and sighing at times in pleasure. And I watched away silently with a full erection under my Bermuda. That masseur boy had also by then obtained an erection, which’s obvious through his ‘lungee’. His expert hands embrocated along her thighs, then inner thighs, and the moment his fingers touched upon her pubic area Sudeshna moaned and trembled.
In a whispering tone she blurted out she’s already wet, and now getting wetter as his naughty fingers had by now started taking liberties with her, making her hiss in bliss. Ravi now asked her to overturn, and as she did Ravi pulled her towel off her front, thus making her topless. Ravi turned agape; her exposed breasts, tipped with honey-brown areolea, remained elated in its youthful arrogance.

She trembled as that boy poured some oil over her bare bosom, followed by his grabbing the pair of my bride’s firm breasts with his palms. She sighed and he assumed oil-massaging her lovely breasts, dead in front of my voyeuring eyes. The view granted me an immense pleasure. I lost my control, and I simply yanked off my Bermuda and started massaging my warm angry penis by myself. Looking at he Ravi turned bolder.

He yanked Sudeshna’s petticoat, thus denuding her completely. Then he also took off his shirt and lungi. We saw his huge erection. He looked up at me with lust and excitement written in his eyes. I winked at him so now he unhesitantly came over my wife to eat her nectarine youth. . He went on squeezing her breasts, taut nipples, to his heart’s content, and finally his mouth came down on a breast-top.

Sudeshna now moaned aloud, pushing as much of her warm breasts-flesh as she could into his eager mouth. He continued sucking up her breasts, by turns. Both sweating away in the warmth of sex. Now I came near them and sat beside my fore-playing bride. Finding me closer Ravi pulled me closer to her heaving bosom, and spontaneously I took one breast to mouth, while he carried on with the other.

My wife was trembling like a reed as two different male-mouths were now at her breasts, at a time, one each. She was hissing at random, and suddenly her love-sound stopped. I looked up my head and saw Ravi now sealed her mouth with his, and their mouths are now sealed in passionate kiss. I resumed fondling her boobs. Minutes later Ravi broke off her and proceeded to her thighs; her pulled them apart a little and placed his mouth over my wife’s wet vagina.

Sudeshna moaned as he now shoved his tongue into her pubic gate and began sucking her up. My wife’s comely face flashed with bliss as being sucked wildly. In no time she also turned wild; her love-moans echoed around the room. She now pleaded Ravi to fill her womb with his seed.  Her words surprised me a bit as I knew she’d not been on the pill. So I blurted out wouldn’t it be a little risky for you to take his sperm inside?

She laughed, saying let his fill me, I need it now. Tomorrow I shall take  I Pill  tablet. Don’t worry, dear.” Now at my instance, the masseur entered her with a thrust; her tight wet vagina paved the way to him, and he filled her, and started pumping her deeper, Ravi, deeper”, she pleaded. Ravi enhanced his ramming-tempo, little by little. On the other hand, I shoved my erection into her eager mouth. It was a unique threesome fun that continued.

Her face flashed red, indicating she was now closer to her orgasm. And she underwent it in no time, while Ravi was ramming in her in full swing. She reached another orgasm. And little later Ravi moaned and turned stiff, and both my wife and our third companion trembled and sweating Ravi fall upon Sudeshna’s bosom, spent. I felt his gush of sperm was filling Sudeshna’s hungry womb.

And when he withdrew from her; some sperm overflew from her vagina. My wife was fully satisfied, and she now asked me to take her. But instead, I wanked on her breasts; Ravi massaged my sperm over her breasts till it dried down her skin.  I gave Ravi Rs 1000, instead of Rs 200 to his utter surprise and joy. My wife stood up and hugged him and planted a long kiss, full on his lips, as a token of Good-bye.

That night we made love wildly. . .
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My Wife and the Masseur - by vault - 15-06-2020, 06:05 PM
RE: My Wife and the Masseur - by vault - 15-06-2020, 06:06 PM
RE: My Wife and the Masseur - by Chilipi - 15-06-2020, 11:11 PM
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