Our First Couples Massage

This is a story that happened years ago, back when we and my current wife had only been going out for a year or so. We knew from early on that we were made for each other, so we did not really hold back when we talked about our fantasies or experiences. Or, more likely when I talked since, she had very few exciting experiences of her own. She did have a lot of pent-up kinkiness and a desire to try new things, but they were being kept in check by her shyness and self-doubt, both of which I was doing my best to tear down. This is probably why I was so unprepared for what she had in store for my birthday.

I was turning 26 and I knew Anna had a surprise for me. It was hard not to since she had been beaming with excitement for weeks already. Unfortunately (or not, depending how you look at it) this did nothing to prepare me for what she had in store. One of the things I love about her is how much she just loves surprises, and her getting excited about one didn't tell me much. I could expect anything from her making me a cake to finding out she won the lottery and bought us a private tropical island, she would be equally excited by the surprise she had for me.

My birthday had fallen on a Sunday. So, there was no rush to wake up in the morning. We had met with our friends on the previous evening, so we had the day all to ourselves. She was so excited she had actually been waiting for me to get up and the moment I opened my eyes she just jumped on me and covered me in kisses. After wishing me a happy birthday in such a wonderful way, she eagerly asked if I was ready for my present. I eagerly said yes and was waiting for me to hand me something when she informed me that it's still a few hours away and we'll need to go somewhere to get it. Did I mention she also loves to be a tease?

In the early afternoon it was finally time for us to go. It was early June so the weather was pleasantly warm, which encouraged us to leave early and turn what could have been a 15-minute cab ride turned into a long but pleasant walk. Thinking back, this might have also been done to soothe her nerves, because, besides the excitement she was showing, I could also see that she was growing nervous. This could have been a clue for me, but, honestly, I was way too excited about my upcoming surprise to put two and two together. I did notice that we ended up in a residential area of my city that we didn't often visit. My surprise grew even more when we entered the yard of one of the houses there.

While my initial reaction was to think we were visiting one of her friends and while I was trying to figure out if I knew which one of them lived in that are, when the door opened, all those thoughts just flew out and my mind felt literally blown away. In front of us, on the other side of the door, stood a foxy brunette wearing a very sexy red body. The surprise was total and, while she invited us in and sat us on a couch in the main room, my mind refused to recover from my shock, and I found it impossible to figure out what exactly was happening around us. The only think I can remember from the next few minutes is the look of excitement and apprehension on her face. I can only imagine what expression she could see on my face. Was this really happening? Was I even reading the situation correctly or was I getting excited for no reason? What was the situation actually? I was even having a hard time accepting that I was awake and not dreaming. And then the dream was broken, and I was brought back to earth when I was asked to choose.

"Excuse me, what?"

"Yes, please choose the girls that will give you the massage"

While I was busy taping together the shattered pieces of what used to be my mind, 6 or 7 beautiful ladies had entered the room and were arrayed in front of us. They were all wearing different types of sexy underwear and they were all looking at us. In my half-conscious state, my first though was "what if I pick wrong?". I wasn't even sure what wrong might mean in this context. Was I worried my girlfriend might not like my choice? That the girls not chosen might feel bad or left out? Did I mention I was still not thinking straight? I just kept looking them over, trying to decide. Should I go for the chubby brunette with large breasts or the tall blonde with the pretty face? Should I decide based on sexiness or on how eager they seemed? But what if I chose the wrong one for my girlfriend? After all there was no way to tell if they would be as open to performing an erotic massage to another woman and it didn't occur to me that I might just ask. But, while pondering this question, the perfect solution hit me.

"Honey, they all look extremely sexy to me, why don't you choose?"

When in doubt, ask your girlfriend to decide. She put up some token resistance, but I could see that the idea excited her. She looked them over again and, in the end, settled on a blonde named Marie for me and on a tall curly haired brunette wearing a black corset for her. She introduced herself as Diane. The rest of the girls left, and our two choices showed us the room where the massage would take place, gave us a couple of towels and invited us to take a shower and wait for them there. My girlfriend and I undressed, crossed the hallway to the bathroom and got in the shower. The water helped me clear my mind and better appreciate where I was and what we were about to do. That, plus the sight of my naked girlfriend in front of me had an instant effect on me and I realized how hard I was and how much I was anticipating what was about to happen. I took my girlfriend in my arms, feeling her wet breasts squishing into me, I kissed her and thanked her for the best gift I had ever received. She smiled and told me the best was just about to start. It was difficult but, in the end, we managed to finish our shower without getting into something more heated. We wrapped the towels around us and moved back to the room the girls showed us. Now that my mind had cleared a bit, I was able to take in my surroundings. The room was very dimly lit, with mirrors on two of the walls and a very large futon in the middle. I assumed that would make the massage more intimate than a normal massage table would.

Not knowing exactly what was expected of us, my girlfriend and I lied face down on the futon next to each other, towels still wrapped around us. We shouldn't have bothered, when Marie and Diane returned, the first thing they did was remove those towels. Next, they took off their lingerie and kneeled on either side of the futon and started preparing the massage oil. I have to say. I felt strange. It wasn't the nakedness; my girlfriend and I are nudists and quite comfortable in that kind of an environment. But, knowing what was coming seeing my girlfriend's breathing quicken next to me, I felt excited, nervous and I must admit, a little bit worried. Would she actually enjoy this? Does she truly want this experience or is she just doing it out of love for me? While I was eager for the experience, in no way would I be interested in risking our relationship for it. But then I saw her close her eyes with a satisfied look on her face when Diane started rubbing her back and I followed suit a few moments later when Marie started working on my back. My worries simply melted under her skillful hands.

She started with my back, rubbing the oil in, then moved up to my shoulders and neck, before going down to my lower back. So far it felt like a nice, relaxing massage. Even my hard-on was starting to subside. I was getting so relaxed, I didn't even realize when she moved down to my feet. After warming them up and rubbing some oil in them, she slowly started making her way up my legs. She would start down at my calves and rub all the way up to my thighs, inching closer and closer to my butt. As she finally reached it, she switched and started applying the same treatment to the inside of my legs, going higher and higher on my inner thighs. She was moving up so slowly I was starting to wander if she was ever going to touch my genitals. I had no way of knowing if any of the stories I had read online would also apply to my country. Or even for all massage studios. After all I had no comparison to make except porn which we all know how realistic it is. But just then, just as I my mind was wandering like that, her fingertips caressed my balls. After all that build-up the effect was electric. I took a deep breath and opened my eyes out of reflex. I could not find a comfortable way to look at the beauty that was massaging my legs, but I turned my head and watched the spectacle that was happening next to me.

My girlfriend still had her eyes closed and, from the way she was biting her lip, I could tell that she was receiving a similar treatment from Diane. It was the first time I actually saw either of our masseuses after they had removed their underwear. And I have to say, the sight of that tall beauty, naked next to my similarly dressed beloved, was just glorious. I could see she was focusing just on the inside of her thigh, ignoring the lower part of the leg. But, as my girlfriend's rapid breathing, was indicating, definitely not ignoring her pussy. Marie had started to focus more on my sensitive areas. She would play a bit with my balls, then rub up along the taint all the way to my butt crack. Her touch had become gentle and fleeting, just teasing my body with her fingertips, keeping my arousal both from going over the top or from subsiding. It was both erotic and frustrating at the same time. And I was loving it. From that she started massaging my ass, spreading oil on my cheeks, and rubbing it in. This was pleasant but also allowed me to relax a bit and spend some more time enjoying the view of the two beauties on my left.

Diane was focused on my girlfriend, caressing her bottom than moving her hand down with a soft touch over her pussy, causing Anna to raise her pelvis every time, inviting her to spend more time on her clit. But she would just get teased some more. Looking up at Diane I noticed that she was also showing signs of arousal. Her breathing was shallow, and her pink nipples were visibly hard. She then brought up her left hand and started rubbing all over her breasts. I noticed that she was oiling them up and, just then, she looked up and noticed me admiring her. She smiled and said "Don't worry, your girl is in good hands" before lowering herself on top of my girlfriend and rubbing her breasts all over Anne's back. Just as I was taking in this development, Marie returned her attention to my groin and started applying a healthy dose of oil to my balls, rubbing it in and then going down to also rub the shaft of my cock while I started raising my ass to give her better access. It was intense. Between her hand and the sight of Diane rubbing her breasts on Anne's back and noticing that my girlfriend was watching what Marie is doing to me with the same lust I'm sure was also on my face... It was getting intense, and I felt like I was getting close. Just then, the masseuses stopped. I let out a disappointed groan when the stimulation my cock was receiving stopped and I saw Diane raising herself off of Anne. At least she also looked like she regretted stopping. Marie asked us to turn around so they could start working on our front.

When I turned, with my arousal evident, I could finally admire the girl that had been toying with my body. She had a lovely pair of large breasts with dark nipples that looked extremely tasty. She got up to move above my head and I noticed she had nicely trimmed, landing strip patch above her pussy. I also noticed that Diane was completely shaved, just like my girlfriend. Both girls kneeled just above our heads, and me and Marie smiled to each other before she took some oil and started massaging me again. First my collarbone and shoulders and then going down to my chest. As she bent down to reach my midriff, she also arched her back and lowered her breasts to my face. I took that as an invitation and took a tentative lick of her nipple. When she didn't object, I started sucking it in earnest, also bringing up my hands to cup and fondle her breasts. I was rewarded with a sigh of pleasure from her, but that was nothing compared to the moans I could hear coming from both Anne and Diane. With those lovely breasts blocking my view, I could only imagine what they were doing to elicit those moans.

After going down to pelvis and rubbing some oil in my pubic hair and around the base of my cock, Marie raised stood up, pulling her nipple out of my mouth and moved back down to my legs. My disappointment quickly dissipated when I looked at what the other two girls were doing. Diane was bent over my girlfriend, just like Marie had been over me. She was licking my girlfriend's nipple while with her hands she was rubbing the outside of Anne's pussy. Anne was moaning while kissing and licking Diane's breasts and she was using one of her arms to pull Diane's head closer to her own chest. I was so mesmerized with what I was seeing that I completely lost track of Marie and was completely taken by surprise when she touched my cock. I looked down and was greeted by another wonderful sight. Marie had oiled up her chest and rubbing her breasts on me. She would start on my thighs then go up and trap my cock between them while she rubbed from the base of my shaft all the way to the tip of it. And then she would start all over again all the while looking me straight in the eyes. It felt amazing. This girl had taken teasing to an art form.

After a few passes on my raging hard-on, she kept moving up, dragging her breasts over my abdomen, then my chest before planting them back over my face and grabbing my cock in her hand. When she finally started jerking me off, I was in heaven. After all that stimulation, I was ready and eager for release, and between her nipples between my lips, her hand moving up and down my cock and the sounds the other girls were making, I knew I wouldn't last long. Pretty soon I started hearing the familiar sounds of Anne cumming. As her moans subsided, I could feel my own orgasm building up, getting closer and then... It was all shattered. My phone started ringing from the pocked of my trousers on the other side of the room. Fuck, I was so close. But I had a loud and annoying ringtone and Marie had stopped when it started.

Cursing, I got up, went to my pants and looked who was bothering me. I saw the name of one of my uncles and it took me a few seconds before I realized why he wanted to call me. Oh yeah, it's my birthday. My present was so amazing I had completely forgotten. I rejected the call and shut the phone off completely, then turner around, my hard dick swinging in front of me, and started making my way back to the futon. I could see Marie on her knees waiting for me and, next to her, Anne was lying down looking at me with a serene look on her face, with Diane next to her supported by one of her elbows and slowly playing with her fingers between my girlfriend's glistening pussy lips. It's hard to imagine a more erotic sight. As I was getting back on the futon, Marie looked at my girlfriend and then turned to me and asked.

"Would you like us to leave you two alone?"

It took me a couple of seconds before I realized what she was offering. But when I did, I looked at my girlfriend and, with her lustful consent, I immediately accepted. While her attention had been wonderful, the prospect of pounding Anne's pussy right then and there was too good to pass up. Marie and Diane got up and picked up their underwear to leave but I was on top of Anne before they had even left the room. We started kissing like crazy and I entered her soaking wet pussy without any kind of preamble. We were both horny and excited after the two girls had worked on us and felt just a raw desire to fuck until we explode. I got on up on my knees, raised her legs in front of me to both give me better access and have something to hold on too and just started pounding away. I wanted to make her cum. I wanted to hear her make those beautiful sounds she had just made under Diane's touch. I grabbed her legs with my left hand and brought my righthand down to play with her clit without decreasing my pace. After just a couple of minutes of this I started hearing those telltale moans that announced her impending orgasm. I upped the tempo even more and focused my eyes on her face. I loved to see her cum. To see the build-up and release mirrored in her expression. And, with a long and loud moan, she rewarded me with the sight of a beautiful orgasm.

I bowed down on top of her, and we started kissing while I kept fucking her at a much-reduced pace. I was close to cumming but I was also tired. I knew that even at that slower pace I would still get my release in a couple of minutes, and I wanted to enjoy it as much as possible. But, just then, the door opened. Diane stepped in, probably thinking that we had finished since the moaning had stopped but, when she saw me balls deep in Anne's pussy, she apologized and stepped back out. I didn't let that phase me. Truthfully, a whole marching band could have passed by us, and I couldn't have stopped even if I wanted too. I wanted to cum. I needed to cum. So, I kept slowly fucking the beauty under me. She was also showing sings of getting close to a third orgasm with her moaning starting to pick up again. But something was wrong. Well, not wrong exactly but different. There was a bit more light in the room than before. I looked around and then I noticed that the door wasn't completely closed. Not only that, but I felt sure I could see someone peeking at us through the crack. The image of Diane spying on us fucking through the cracked door flooded my mind. Was she enjoying it? Was she maybe even touching herself while watching my cock going in and out of my girlfriend pussy? The image of that was too much for me. I increased my speed, gave Anne a few last pounds and, just before cumming I pulled out, moved up and sprayed my cum all over her tits. She instantly replaced my cock with the fingers and, before I was done coating her breasts, she had brought herself to her third orgasm of the night.

We were spent. We just laid there for a few minutes before one of the girls knocked on the door and politely asked us if we need any water. We thanked her and told her we'll be right out. Somehow, we managed to dress ourselves. We didn't bother to shower, we loved the feeling of the oil, sweat and sex juices mixing over our bodies and we knew we would start all over again when we got home. When we went back to the main room, I sat down to enjoy a glass of water and catch my breath a bit more before our trip home, but Anne went to pay the girls and I noticed all of them had gathered around her and were asking her questions. She told me later that they were curious about the experience, most of them having boyfriends of their own and our display making them curious about proposing something similar to them. While watching, I noticed Diane glancing my way a few times and, when I caught her eye, she smiled at me and I could swear she bit her lip. While I was sure this would not be our last erotic massage as a couple, now I was starting to be curious is Diane might be available for outcalls. I was sure that getting her between the two of us might end up as another memorable experience.