Erotic fantasy can be fun when spoken during steamy sex, and can certainly get the mind going. One of the fantasies that seemed to get my wife going when we first got together was the thought of a 4 handed massage.
The fantasy was to have her blindfolded, and while laying naked and getting a massage, another set of hands would join, and she would have no control on where things went from there. The level of the fantasy would increase when certain names would be suggested as the other set of hands, whether male or female, and what they would be doing when she pulled off the blindfold to find who it was.
As time went by, my wife was becoming more flirtatious and open when tipsy but shy when sober, the time came for this fantasy to take place. I had coordinated a certain male friend of ours that had been someone she wanted to date before meeting me to arrive at our home at a certain time. Our home had an alarm system that would beep any time a door opened, so I had the front door slightly ajar, so that both he knew the coast was clear, and so that the house alarm would not identify the door had just been opened. I also had placed on low music so that it would cover up any slight noises of his entry.
As the plan was carried out, and a couple glasses of wine had relaxed her, I helped her onto the massage table. Working for a bit, I introduced the blindfold and helped her put it on. Immediately she had a nervous grin and even showed some doubt, which quickly disappeared when I went back to massaging, and not seeming like I was waiting for anything or anyone, she soon relaxed.
At the agreed upon time, our friend entered, and as requested was already stripped down. I was talking softly in her ear, so she was not even aware of his entry. The second his hands joined in the massage, there was a quick tension of recognition, and then a slight sigh. She began to eat it up, as the hands just roamed her back, thighs, and even across her ass cheeks. As she began to get into the massage, her thighs began to part slightly, and the touches began to graze lower and lower on occasion. At one point, we both were working her thighs and butt, with hands going from the top of her thighs to her inner thighs, and we both took turns brushing her lips gently while working our way over her body. Her thighs continued to open more accordingly.