This is the third chapter in a new series of a long term couple that unexpectedly finds themselves pushing new boundaries as they piece together moments throughout their lives that serve as puzzle pieces to awakening sexual desires of hotwifing, cuckolding, domination, and more.
Nicolette is brunette with blonde streaks. She has pretty face and a toned body from yoga and lifting, completing an amazing girl next door type vibe.
Adam is dark skinned (middle eastern descent), handsome and in good shape from lifting and running.
We're in our late 30s, and we've already been together for 20+ years. We started dating freshman year of college, and we were the only sexual partners each other has had. We know it's not the norm, but we're genuinely happy with the life we've built.
We are a real couple with kids and busy lives. We both write the stories, and draw from our real experiences as a couple. Neither of us are actual writers...so try to be nice in comments :)
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Ch. 3 - Breaking the barrier
Mark moved slowly as if not to frighten us with sudden movements. He dimmed the lights down and then moved the blanket that was draped on the back of the couch to the floor. He took my hand and said delicately, "Nicolette, I want you to lay down on your back on the couch and close your eyes."
After a moment or two, I felt something soft being laid on my eyes acting as an extra barrier from me seeing what was going on. Music started playing on a phone. It was quiet and sexy. There were words, but the volume was low enough that I couldn't hear what they were saying, or if it was even in English.
I was so nervous as I laid there. Crossing and uncrossing my feet over each other.
"Adam, I want you to give Nicolette a massage," Mark said with a direct, but gentle voice.
I heard Adam's familiar sounding steps as he walked up and kneeled on the floor near my head. I felt the firm hands I had fallen in love with begin to massage my neck and shoulders. He picked up my right arm and caressed my skin, applying even pressure as he worked from my upper arm down to my wrist. I felt him rubbing his thumbs deeply into the palm of my hand and up to each finger tip. He repeated with the left arm. He moved further down my body, shortly stopping near my belly. His hands rubbed my hips with symmetrical strokes before moving below my waist. He massaged my thigh just below my hip flexors from the outside of my skirt. I found myself anticipating him moving further down to touch my skin, and absently pulling up at the short hemline of my skirt.
He noticed. As he moved to my thighs, he took no care to keep my skirt in place as his fingers lightly touched my privates with his hand strokes. The sensual movements continued down to my calves and feet, and I found myself getting lost in the music and Adam's touch.
I was startled to hear a voice say, "Nicolette, flip over," as I had nearly forgotten Mark was even in the room. I carefully flipped over, eyes still closed. Before the massage continued, I heard Mark's voice again, but this time directed to Adam. "Adam, when you Massage Nic, only use one hand."
As the massage continued, I was more distracted by the strange suggestion to really pay attention to Adam's movements. He started on my shoulders and upper back, but then skipped all the way down to my feet and started working up. As he began to focus on my left calf, he seemingly forgot Mark's instruction as I felt the same symmetrical movement on my right.
It took me a minute to notice something different though. Adam had dry, somewhat rough hands. The hand kneading my right calf was a little larger. The skin was softer, but the pressure was just as firm. They worked together as their hands moved slowly up my legs. As they reached my thighs, I almost moaned when I felt Mark's finger flick against the lower part of my butt. Without saying a word, Mark added his second hand. Adam followed silently. The feeling of four strong hands working my upper thighs, guided by these two gorgeous men made me feel like a goddess. I shivered a few times as their fingers lightly touched my vagina on some of the movements. I was throbbing in anticipation, completely lost in the moment.
Mark interrupted the silence, "Nicolette, if you're comfortable with it, I want you to take off your skirt."
I had completely forgotten about his promise earlier, but hearing him check in on my comfort made me feel so reassured that he won't try to push it too far.
I felt so sexy and wanted to make sure I did this gracefully to keep these men focused on this incredible massage. Keeping mostly parallel to the couch, I extended one hand over my head and pushed off the armrest to bring myself slightly up on my knees. I arched my back while I unbuttoned my skirt with my free hand. I started tugging it down, but the tight fabric was getting being stubborn. Seeing my struggle, Mark spoke up, "Adam, take Nicolette's skirt off for me."
Adam grunted softly as he obeyed. He pulled my skirt down, exposing my ass completely to be less than a foot from each of their faces. As he slid it off my legs, I felt Mark's hands gently on my lower back to help guide me back down.
Wasting no time, Mark and Adam were back to work. Only this time the pressure and intensity was dialed up. Instead of each owning one side of my body, they mixed their hands together caressing and kneading my butt partnering together as I got more and more aroused. On one of the strokes, one of guys wove their finger under the strap of my thong and pulled it slightly to the side. I moaned as I instinctively arched my butt up a little.
I soon felt a finger on the outside of my pussy. It was definitely Mark. The movements were too different from the way Adam teased me. The anticipation for his finger entering was so sexy. I didn't have to wait long as I soon felt a finger work itself inside. Was it Mark? I wanted it to be, but I thought it was Adam. I still felt Mark teasing the outside, and then move to my clit while Adam slowly moved his finger in and out of me. The teamwork between the two of them was incredible, and my moaning became louder and more intense.
While this was a dream, I was eager to start taking a more active role. With my right hand by my side still, I opened and closed it a few times, motioning I wanted to hold on to something. One of the guys noticed, and I soon felt a bulge that I knew was Mark as he leaned into me. I wrapped my hand around his shaft through his pants, and started stroking him from the outside.
Within a few moments, I wanted more. I unfastened the button of his pants and just started tugging them down with a grasp of fabric from the front. He paused the massage only to undo the zipper and take his pants and boxers off.
I was still mostly face down so I missed the reveal. I was a little disappointed, but appeased my curiosity by placing my hand back to feel his fully erect cock. He quickly resumed with his hands as I blindly explored with mine. He felt like he was similar size to Adam. Maybe slightly longer while Adam had a little more girth. I could tell he was well groomed. After a moment or two, it hit me that this was only the second cock I had ever felt before. There was something so sexy about that.
My curiosity got the best of me, so I finally opened my eyes. I saw Adam a few feet back and only then just realized my "massage" had switched from four to two hands when Mark had taken off his clothes. Mark continued to pump his fingers in and out of me and I could feel myself getting close to coming, but I wanted to see Adam. As he came more into focus in the dimly lit room, he gave me a comforting smile and a nod to show he was ok.
The reassurance made me want the moment to extend, for both Adam and me. I moved to the floor, my legs forming a W while I went to my knees so that I can accentuate how my ass looked while I moved to a submissive position for Mark. I used my hand to grab the back of Mark's leg and pull him closer. I made sure I kept my eyes locked with Adam while I did it.
"Adam, I want you to tell me what you're thinking, seeing me on my knees and stroking another guys cock."
