After my terribly innovating bikini and leg wax I was anxious to continue my day at the spa with my deep tissue massage. It is usually done by two Swedish girls that I swear are lesbians. Inga is the taller of the two; she is about 5'9 or so with long lean slender perfectly tanned legs and long blonde hair with piercing green eyes. Amazingly beautiful she is; her tongue is pierced which we've discussed before because I've always wanted to get it done but been too afraid, and her nipples are always perky and pressing firmly against her crisp white dress. Hillary, the other one, is around 5'5 with thicker legs and nice firm thighs. They both have great tans that look even more sun-kissed against the white dresses. Hillary has shorter blonde hair with blue eyes and the nicest breasts I've ever seen, next to my own. You can tell from her uniform that they are pert and lifted and welcome any wandering eye. Inga always whispers things to Hillary while they massage me and giggle, but it wasn't until today I found out what they were laughing about...
Undoubtedly oozing sex from my pores I floated into the steamy room completely naked-hey I am a regular. My bare pussy exposed for all to see, and my tits lightly bouncing with every step I take. I feel like the queen of the world and I sense that Inga and Hillary can tell that my previous engagement was more than a little satisfying. I lie down on the table face down and spread my legs shoulder width apart so that they may begin my massage. Generally Inga does my left side and Hillary does the right and they work from top and bottom inward and out again for all over pleasure that's hard to beat. However today was just my lucky fuckin' day. A mere ten minutes into my massage, I'm loss in sensual paradise when I here them whisper and giggle, and then Inga says to me, "would you like to be the first to receive our new special technique?" Who am I to turn down exhilarating new tidbits? I close my eyes expecting maybe a new pressure point or maybe a water massage but what I got wasn't expected...
Inga tells me to flip over, and I do so obligingly thinking nothing out of the ordinary, until that is, I notice her unbuttoning her taut white dress. Still high from my previous rendezvous I just stare. Her body is absolutely amazing. Her long legs stretch all the way up to her ass which is rounded only slightly to meet a slender and defined back. Her stomach is perfectly flat and definite showcasing a feminine six-pack and bejeweled by a tiny belly button ring. Her breasts are about a 34-C but a full C-braless of course with hard little nipples that are just slightly pink, her pussy is beautiful and wears just a small patch of hair in the shape of a heart above her clit. She giggles and says to lie still and relax myself. Inga then walks over to Hillary and undresses her, releasing her bulging tits, nearly two cup sizes bigger than Inga's with larger and harder nipples, resembling two erect grapes. Hillary's ass is much fuller than Inga's, creating more of a teardrop in her profile and meeting perfectly with her thick, muscular thighs. The two of them stood there, naked in all their glory and then in a perverted similarity to my regular massage Inga stood on the left and Hillary on the left, and they both began to suck my now hard nipples.