My wife Lisa and I enjoy a very wild and creative sex life, both in the bedroom and out and about at bars, dance clubs, and anywhere else our escapades take us as we live out each others sexual fantasies. Fulfilling your partnersβ fantasies is definitely a turn-on by itself, but also results in tremendous rewards both by the intensified lusty sex after (or during) the fantasy, and by the erotic thrill when they in turn fulfill your fantasies.
A long-time fantasy of mine was fulfilled recently during a visit to a local massage parlor. I scheduled concurrent, hour and a half massages for Lisa and I on a Friday evening at 6pm. That would give us time to have a couple drinks at the local pub to loosen up before the massage.
The massage parlor has been there for many years, and is considered a "legitimate" establishment in comparison to a fly-by-night front for prostitution like many others. The rooms are always clean and the technicians are friendly, courteous, and well-trained females. Although it is run strictly as a "no funny business" service, it still has a 60's type hedonistic atmosphere. There is a coed shower room with several showerheads and very small flimsy plastic curtains that can at best only partially separate the shower areas. There is a coed steam room and coed sauna for before or after your massage. Although the rules dictate that your private areas must have some type of minimal covering during the massage (at least a wash cloth), there are no such rules in the shower, steam room and sauna. Those rooms you can enjoy fully nude, if you wish, among the other patrons.
The few times I've been there I spent the first 5-10 minutes in the steam room followed by a quick rinse in the shower, then the massage and afterwards a more thorough shower if I had extra time.
Once I was invited to the sauna by my masseuse after the massage, and nervously accepted. I was glad I did. She was very attractive and friendly, and there were a couple of other male patrons in the sauna so there was no chance of impropriety. I expect she knew exactly what she was doing as she would occasionally adjust and rewrap her small towel, giving us all brief glimpses of her lithe young body. She was lean but soft with perky c-cup breasts and puffy pointed nipples. At one point she changed position and sat with her feet apart up on the bench facing across the sauna towards myself and one other guy, giving us a clear view of her glistening swollen pussy and the few wisps of hair above it.
I followed up with a very long, very cold shower to cool down. I went home, told Lisa about the experience, and jacked off all over her breasts and stomach as she watched and brought herself to orgasm with a small vibrator.
Needless to say, these few visits to the massage parlor gave me the time and an erotic setting to develop some lusty sexual fantasies about taking my wife and exploring voyeurism and exhibitionism in the coed facilities. Developing the fantasies provided terrific material for frequent cum-spurting masturbation and fuel for intense bedroom performances until the time was right to live them out.
When Friday finally came and it was time to head out for our appointment, we left the pub and drove to the massage parlor, parking in the street. Coming through the holistic health food and spirituality shop in the front of the building, you pay the cashier at the back of the store and are lead through a rear doorway to the massage rooms by your appointed therapist. We were both a little buzzed from the alcohol and had smoked a joint on the way over so our inhibitions were low and we were very relaxed except for the sexual tension building up from our expectations of what lie ahead.
My wife is about 5'3" with dark hair and milky white skin. She is very feminine and has curves in all the right places but only weighs about 120 lbs. Although she is not athletic, she is an amazing woman in bed with more than enough sexual energy and endurance for one man to keep up with. She is always ready and willing.
We planned to meet in the steam room before the massage, but not sit close together or acknowledge that we knew each other. She would then be free to exhibit as much of her voluptuous body as she dared, provided that I was there to watch. I also had encouraged her to strike up conversation with other patrons and see where things might lead. I assumed that we wouldn't have much time before our therapists came looking for us, therefore not much could happen. But luckily I was wrong.
There were three other men in the steam room when I got there, one older distinguished gray-haired guy and two younger guys that looked like they worked out regularly and were in great shape. Lisa walked in a couple minutes after I did, and sat down on the bench beside one of the younger guys whose name we soon learned was Rick. There were benches on three sides, so if you walked in the door and started on the left bench there was the other younger guy then the older guy against the left wall. Directly across from the door in the center was Rick and towards the corner of the same bench to the right sat my wife. I was sitting in the center of the bench on the right side facing the first two guys. There was an open shower to the left side of the door on the wall directly in front of the other younger guy.
When Lisa walked in she had the small towel wrapped around her supple body and was holding it together between her breasts. The towel was small enough that it barely covered her ass, and it only overlapped in the front a couple of inches where she was holding it together. As she walked through the door to the bench with four pairs of eyes following her the front gaped open with each step, and I could see Rick was looking at her neatly trimmed bush.
When she sat down she adjusted the towel around so the opening was on her right side. While the towel still covered most of the front of her body to just below her pussy, it was completely open all the way down on the side facing the other men, and she looked incredibly sexy. I could see the lust building up in her eyes and knew she was having fun.
Although she had exchanged a quick "Hi" with the guy she was sitting beside, the conversation was not getting started well so I decided to try and get things going and ask her if this was her first time there. She answered that yes it was, and ask if I had been here before, and what to expect. I lied and said this was only my second time there and my first time to use the steam room. That opened the door for the other guys to jump in and tell her about the facility and services. They told her about the showers and the sauna, and some of the different types of massage she could request. The older guy didn't say much except to reply that his name was John.