Valentine's Day Massage

There was no doubt Natalie was enjoying the sensation too. She was clearly awake now and almost regularly she would sigh and breath deeply between her arms. I thought I noticed her hips start to move slightly on their own.

Vince moved around to the side again, and, without a word, folded the sheet over in the middle of her back exposing one entire side of her body. With some fresh oil, he started to work directly on her uncovered buttock, moving his hands in circular motions over the entire soft surface. There was hardly room for both of his massive hands as his slick fingers started to probe down between her cheeks and legs.

Suddenly I heard Natalie gasp as contact was made in her nether region.. "Umm...are you sure that's part of the service?" she whispered.

"I'm just getting to the deep tissue areas," Vince answered softly. "Are you uncomfortable?"

"No, maybe just a little embarrassed," she breathed back. "Nobody but my husband has touched me down there in a very long time."

"Don't worry. . .," Vince chuckled. "I'm a professional. It's all part of my job. . ."

"I'll bet it is. . .," Natalie murmured, as she rested her head back down. She seemed to relax again, and Vince moved around to the other side and repeated the process -- folding the sheet over and exposing the other cheek.

Hearing no further protests, Vince started to move his "professional" fingers deeper between her legs with each pass. This time there was no doubt about it. Her hips began a slow grind up and down as one of his hands moved up to stroke her back again while the other stayed busy on her bottom -- gliding around and then dipping down. . .deeper and deeper each time.

Natalie's breathing began to get heavier with each passing moment When Vince's arm movement changed, she began to moan and gasp again. Before his arm had been moving up and down, now it was moving slightly in and out. The sheet was still covering his hand from our view, but it was almost certain that he was now fingering her. Her skin had a soft sheen on it as she continued to rock back and forth on the table. Her hands began to clench and unclench the table above her head. As he increased his speed and stroked in and out she would raise her head at times and take ragged breaths.. Her eyes were glassed over and she had never looked lovelier.

I almost came in my pants right there. Glancing over at Dave, I could see that he was in a trance too. Here was this beautiful, petite woman -- my wife -- writhing and panting lustily on a table while a hunky bodybuilder gave her obvious pleasure.

I was sure she was nearing orgasm, but before she could get there, Vince slowed down his movements and brought her down from the peak. As he pulled his hand into view it was slick and wet with her juices.

"Why... why are you stopping?" she almost whimpered.

"We've still got plenty of time, " he said, grinning broadly. "Besides, I need to do your front. .."

We all tried to catch our breath as Vince rearranged the sheet over her. Then he held it up like a curtain in front of him and told her to turn over.

As she changed sides, Dave and I could see how flushed with excitement she was. Nat was clearly in a state of arousal. Her pink nipples were hard and erect and her bouncing breasts heaved as she laid back down. Vince placed the sheet over her, then folded it down to the top of her chest -- raising her arms so they lay beside her head.

"I don't know how much more of this I can stand," Nat said, as Vince went to get some fresh oil. Again she looked him up and down while he had his back to her. When he turned around, her eyes darted immediately to the huge bulge in his shorts. Blushing, she quickly looked away and focused her eyes on the ceiling.

Vince moved to the head of the table and started to massage her neck and shoulders. With her arms raised above her head, he had complete access to her upper body. He gently worked around her ears and soft throat, then held up each arm and worked the length of it to her hands. Again I was amazed at how tiny she seemed next to him.

She had calmed down quite a bit by this time and her breathing was almost normal, but Vince was ready to start her motor again. Without warning, he peeled the sheet down to her waist, revealing her lovely breasts in all their glory. Their perfect conical shape was flattened against her a little bit in this position, but the nipples stood up proud and tall.

He started at her collarbone with flat palms and started making circles that progressed down her chest. It didn't take long for his hands to make contact with her breasts, but he danced around them -- never directly touching or even grazing her erect nipples.

Taking his time, Vince moved all around her well-oiled breasts without giving her the direct contact she was probably dying for by now. Her breathing began to get heavier again and she started to make soft noises in the back of her throat. Natalie loves to have her breasts fondled, and I could see her start to arch her back as she strained meet his touch.

Finally he gave in to her. He moved to the side of the table, and with his palms flat he placed his hands on her stomach and moved them both up and over her breasts -- dragging right across the nipples. Then he moved back down and took both hard little nubbins between his fingers and began to roll them back and forth.

It was like an electric shock. Natalie's arms jerked down and her hands covered his. "Uhhhhhnnggg!!!!!!!" she moaned, with her eyes closed tightly. The look on her pretty face was pure pleasure. "Yesssss.....like that!!!!!" she hissed, as her hands guided his over her quivering pink flesh.

Her hips started to rise off the table again as she raised her knees and planted her feet on the table. I don't think I'd ever seen her so overcome. Her arms were still flailing -- one hand fell down to the sheet and started to slide underneath between her wide-spread legs. The other hand instinctively reached out and found Vince's white T-shirt. As he continued to stroke and tease her nipples, her hand unconsciously slid down his shirt to the waistband of his shorts.

Before she could reach down any further, however, Vince sidestepped her grasp and moved his hips out of the way. "Uh, uh....no fair touching the hired help. . .yet!!!!!" he snickered at her. I don't think she heard him or even realized what he was talking about. She was too lost in the sensations he was giving her.

With all the thrashing about the sheet had all but fallen clear of her body. Vince started move his hands lower again, gliding over her stomach. When he reached the sheet he simply whisked it off onto the floor.

There was my pretty, little conservative wife -- stark naked, trembling and writhing under this strange man. I couldn't take it anymore. Dave read my mind and said, "Don't worry, Mike. . .it's just the two of us. Do what ya gotta do. . .I got plenty of tissues in here."

Gratefully I reached down to unzip my slacks and release the intense pressure. . .I'd never been harder. My cock finally sprang free and I wasted no time in working it. I didn't want to cum yet, so I tried to keep it slow. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Dave releasing his own monster, but another loud female moan from the speakers snapped our attention back to the screen.

Vince had moved down to stand at the foot of the table between Natalie's raised knees and wide-spread legs. He was still making circular motions with his palms as he worked his way lower on her abdomen. His hands were starting to graze the softness of her trimmed little bush. She was humping her hips up to meet his movements as he moved ever lower.

Sliding his hands down to her inner-thighs, Vince massaged the outside of her pussy lips with his thumbs. . .still not coming into direct contact. Each movement pulled the slick lips apart and gave as all a view of her moist opening. Natalie was almost babbling at this point, but when Vince finally slid the side of his hand directly down the full length of her vagina, she began to pant like a wounded animal.

"Uhhhhh!!!!......Oh, God!!!!!! Oh,. . .oh, please!!!!!!!!

She bucked up and down as one finger hit home. . .then another. Soon he was pistoning his large digits in and out of her honey pot at increasing speed.

When one thumb moved up and suddenly raked across her neglected clit, my wife immediately began to shake and shudder. I knew very well the signs her orgasm. She shook her head from side to side, hair spilling out everywhere as the clip came undone and flew across the room.

"Yeeeeesssss!!!!! Oh, yeah......right there, that's it!!!!!!" she wailed beneath his solid, unrelenting movements.

Her hands flew to her breasts and she began to tweak and pull on her own nipples. Her mouth was wide open as she gasped to pull air into her burning lungs.

Finally he gave her the release she needed. Suddenly he placed both hands on her thighs and spread them wide apart as he leaned down and swiped his long tongue directly over her clit. He kept his mouth there. . .lapping and swirling his tongue over her burning pussy.

That's all it took. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she almost appeared to stop breathing. Wave after wave of pleasure shook through her body as she thrust her mound against Vince's lapping tongue and clawed at the sheets under her.

"Ohhh......ohhh......AhhhhhHHHHHHH!!!!!. . . .I'm CUMMMMMIINNNNNGGGGGG!!!!!!" She wailed in tempo with the thrust of her hips. Then she held herself rigid as the fireworks exploded in her head.

"Oh....Shit!" I heard Dave bellow next to me. I looked over just as a huge load erupted from his cock -- all over his hand and arm. I was close to shooting too, but I had a death grip on the base of my rod to keep from going off. "Damn. . .that's about the hottest thing I ever saw," Dave groaned as he slumped in his chair.

I looked back at the TV in time to see Vince raise up and effortlessly strip off his T-shirt. His face was covered with shiny juice. Every muscle rippled as he hooked his thumbs in his shorts and slowly started to pull them over his slim hips. Soon the waistband revealed the large, purple, angry-looking head of his truly impressive tool. Inch after inch of the shaft that was easily as big around as my wrist came into view. He kept up the strip tease. . .agonizingly slow, as his nine-inch pipe sprang free. When his shorts finally cleared his huge balls, he pushed the shorts the rest of the way down and stepped out of them.

Natalie lay panting spreadeagle on the table like she had been shot. Her hips were still making small, involuntary movements and her nostrils flared in time with her ragged breathing. Before she could totally come back to earth, Vince reached down and pulled her ass to the edge of the table like she was a rag doll. He raised her knees up and pushed her soft thighs wide. Reaching down, he took his huge meat in his fist and started to rub the giant helmet-like head back and forth against her sopping wet little box.

Somewhere among the cobwebs in her head, Natalie realized what Vince was doing. She raised her head and her eyes fluttered open. "No. . .please, I can't do this. . .I'm married!" she moaned.

"That makes two of us, princess." Vince broke into that dazzling smile again as he gazed down at her. "Just relax and enjoy. I'm a professional. . .remember?

She looked closely at his handsome face for the first time. "Please. . .," she whispered, "we shouldn't being doing this. . ."

"But that's what I'm here for, princess. . .to please you. It's all part of the service. Now just lay back and get ready for some serious therapy!" Vince reached one hand down and braced it on the table by her waist as he started to push his big cock meat into my wife.

Although Natalie's guilt reflex was starting to say no, her body had other ideas. Still reeling from her explosive climax moments earlier, once again her small hips betrayed her and started to react to the intense stimulus at her entrance. As she closed her eyes again and laid her head back, her hand instinctively reached down to touch the monster at her gate.

Suddenly her tiny hand came into contact with the torpedo poised to enter her. When she tried to wrap her fingers around its massive girth, her eyes snapped open wide. She raised herself up on her elbows and looked down at what must have looked like a telephone pole to her.

"Please. . ." she breathed again. Then she said what I was thinking: "It's too big. . .you'll tear me apart!"

"Nonsense. .." Vince laughed. "I'll go way slow and be very gentle. Remember our motto. . .Satisfaction guaranteed! And I guarantee you're going to be satisfied with this!"

Natalie looked nervous now, but she was still obviously turned on. I knew she had never even dreamed of taking on a cock this size. Her chest heaved as she watched him find her opening and push just the tip inside. He pushed in just a little farther. . .just fractions of an inch at a time, but slowly his big pipe began to disappear. Nat closed her eyes tight again and tried to relax her muscles, but I could clearly see how white her knuckles were as she gripped the sheet beneath her.

Vince was true to his word. He took things very slowly and let her get used to every movement before he went any further. He shifted his weight a bit, and little by little he started to make progress. After he got about three-inches inside, he stopped and asked if she was all right. She nodded -- still with her eyes squeezed tight. She was starting to breath very heavily again, and he surprised her by leaning down and taking one her rigid nipples in his mouth. Natalie immediately let out a loud moan and wrapped her hand in his mass of hair, holding his head firmly to her quivering breast.

Vince worked both nipples with his lips and tongue for a few moments. Then as she started to become more comfortable he raised back up and hooked his arms underneath her legs -- raising her knees almost to his shoulders and pulling her thighs wide apart.. This not only aligned her pelvis in a position for better penetration, but it also gave Dave and me a good view of the tip of his cock buried in her moist hole.

Natalie's moaned again Vince slowly pulled his hips back a bit, revealing for a brief moment the portion of his meat that had been inside of her. We just had time to see that it was slick with her juices before he flicked his buttocks forward again and gently pushed back inside. Nat gave a soft little grunt as he began to rock back and forth -- each time pushing a little more of his big pole inside.

What an amazing sight -- watching a near total stranger fucking my beautiful wife. I tried to remember how I got here. A couple of weeks ago this had been the furthest thing from my mind. Now I had a myriad of emotions going through my head as I watched the wildly erotic display. Part of me wondered if my wife would ever be satisfied in my bed again. But I realized our marriage and our love for each other was solid and would survive.. No, what I felt more than anything was raw excitement. It was like watching a play -- except I imagined my wife and myself as part of the cast of players. I had agreed to allow this to happen, and I almost could feel her intense pleasure while I watched them move together.

Vince had established a rhythm now with long, smooth strokes. He was beginning to breath heavier too and his tanned body was gleaming with sweat. I watched his rock hard ass cheeks flex back and forth, then shifted my gaze back to his shiny cock as it slid almost completely in and out -- appearing and disappearing inside her with each thrust.

"Ahhhh.....Ahhhh......Ahhhh......Ahhhhh.....," Natalie began a steady chant in time with his even strokes. She laid her head back on the table, but her tiny hands clutched and grabbed at his massive biceps on his arms -- still holding up her legs. She began bucking her hips back to meet his thrusts and I realized she had taken him all. Now his huge balls began to make a soft slapping sound against her ass with each downstroke.

"You've got it all, princess. . .how does it feel?" Vince grunted as he began to steadily pick up the pace.

Nat could barely answer through gritted teeth, "Uhhnn...ohh,.... my gawd!!!...It feels sss, sssooo....ssoooo, goood!!!!!!!! I...I've....nn...nnevver......f, fff...felt...so....fulll!!!" The mics and speaker system was very good. I could hear every sound in the room including the wet squishing noise her tight little pussy was making as he ground into her.

Then Vince seemed to shift into a higher gear. He raised her small ankles and feet up and placed them on his broad shoulders, then he planted both hands of the table on each side of her. Once he had repositioned her, he pulled his cock almost all the way out and held it at her opening for a second teasing her. "Ready. . .?" he whispered.

"Oh yes.....put it back inside!. Fuck me, Vince. . . .please!!!!! she begged, as we all held our breath.

He suddenly slammed back into her and she cried out in pleasure. Then Vince began to pound into my wife like a jackhammer. The solid table rocked and groaned beneath them and Natalie's breasts shook back and forth as she neared another orgasm. Vince knew she was close again and he began to change up his movements -- rotating and grinding his hips sometimes. . .then just pounding into her with unbelievable speed and stamina on the next series of thrusts. Their bodies slapped together with loud smacks that got louder and sharper.

Natalie rarely cums during straight fucking, but as Vince's ass turned into a blur, Nat let out a keening cry that I'm sure could be heard throughout the building.

Vince began to gasp and grunt too, and I realized he was close as well. "Oh God.....I'm gonna CUMMM!!!!!!" I heard him shout, as she shuddered, yelped, and clawed beneath him.

This is what I had been waiting for, and I felt the white hot liquid that had been building up inside of me begin to race through my shaft in my pumping fist. Just as I exploded, I watched Vince yell out and yank his cock from my wife's pussy, still bucking with spasms from her own orgasm. As soon as his cockhead cleared her entrance a thick rope of semen jetted out in an arc across her body. Most of it landed just above her head, but some splashed across her face and neck. Another spurt followed -- landing mostly on her heaving breasts and stomach.

Vince continued to slowly jack his cock in his hand whle Natalie became the masseuse -- reaching up and massaging his milky white liquid into her skin with one hand, while her other hand reached down and pushed his hand away to gently stroke his red, swollen meat.

While I reached for some tissues to clean up my mess, Vince leaned down and tenderly kissed Natalie for the first and only time. I could see their tongues battling intensely in their mouths as she thanked him passionately for what he had done.

I had almost forgot about Dave. He began to stir next to me and I could see he was also doing some clean up from incredible display we had just witnessed. "I'm giving you the original. . .but do you mind if I make a copy of this tape?" he asked with a weary grin, as he pushed some buttons on the VCR.

"No problem, " I said. "It's the least I could do. That was truly amazing!"

I looked back at the screen and saw Vince start to pull his clothes back on. Natalie was spent. She still was laying on the table lazily stroking her stomach -- a contented smile played on her lips. She watched with half-open eyes while Vince got dressed. When he was through, he went back to the table and stroked he cheek softly with his hand.

"That concludes the treatment for today," he grinned. "How do you feel?"

"Oh, my!" was all she could whisper. "I feel like a new woman. . ."

"Well, like I said. . .it's all part of my job. Satisfaction guaranteed!" He bent down and gave her another small kiss on her flushed cheek, then said, "Take your time, princess. . .you can get up and shower whenever you want." Then he quietly left the room.