You met me in one of the private booths in back. The screen came on and rolled
the movie I had selected. It was a story about a massage parlor, and when the
housewife went in and was surprised to get a woman to serve her, I wrapped my
arms around you and cupped your breasts, fondling them and letting my fingers
define their contours. Your breathing got slow as you watched the housewife
slowly strip, and I lifted the front of your skirt to run my hand down and up
your leg, ending at your panties which were already damp. The woman doing the
massage was rubbing and kissing the housewife's perky bottom now, and I matched
her motions by kissing your neck while I leaned you back against me so I could
work my finger into your panties and your hot slit. I rubbed my finger up, down,
sometimes in just a little, and you started writhing from side to side. By this
time the woman in the movie had the housewife's legs over her shoulder and she
was tonguing the woman until she cried out and pounded her hands against the
massage table. You took my other hand off your breast and pressed it to your
mouth, muffling your own cries as your other hand pushed mine so I was slicking
my finger down and rubbing my palm against your clit. You shook hard several
times and bit my palm a little... You wiggled in my lap as my finger swirled in
your soppy slit, The movie had changed scenes without our paying strict
attention and now there were three women in the massage room. The housewife was
on her back and one woman was squeezing her breasts while the other was sliding
a large grey dildo in and out of her. The housewife was moaning loud, and I
slipped my finger fully inside you, moving it in and out in rhythm with the
action on the screen. You finished unbuttoning your blouse and slid your bra
cups up and off to caress your own breasts as I did this. The woman with the
dildo pressed it deep inside the housewife and leaned down to suck her clit,
while at the other end the woman massaging the housewife's breasts climbed up on
the table and lowered her crotch to receive the housewife's tongue. I could hear
your breath coming in short pants, and I worked a second finger in between your
legs. You began rhythmically squeezing your legs around my hand, tight then
loose, tighter then loose, and when the woman on the table started shaking all
over you grabbed my hand and moved it in and out fast. You shook once, twice,
then rubbed your ass hard from side to side against my crotch as you came,
quietly, breathing hard... You sat in my lap, leaning back against me as your
breath returned to normal. On the screen the two women had tied the housewife's
arms onto the table and were tickling her with feathers. I watched the scene as
you got up and asked me to trade places. When I stood, you quickly undid my belt
and zipper, and tugged my pants down before letting me sit on the bench in front
of you. You slid your cool hands into my briefs, moving your fingers down to
play with each of my testicles. I was already hard, and the visual stimulation
on the screen only enhanced the tactile stimulation of your fingers. You left
one hand casually stroking the bottom of my ball sac as you withdrew the other
one. I watched the women on the screen lift the housewife's legs, wondering,
when your hand returned to the inside of my briefs, warm and sticky-wet. You
clasped me, making a loose fist, and started moving your grip down and up my
shaft, coming almost all the way off the head on the upstroke. I opened my legs
wider and breathed a low "aaahhhhh" as my erection grew. You took advantage of
my spread legs to wiggle your fingers down to the soft spot between my balls and
my ass, and I lifted my hips involuntarily when you teased me there with a sharp
fingernail. Your fingers and palms were working me quickly into a lather, and
when I opened my eyes again I gasped at the scene on the screen. One woman had
her face and tongue nestled between the housewife's nether globes while the
other was slowly working an extremely large dildo in and out of the housewife's
pussy. The camera zoomed and I could see her labia stretched and tugging as the
woman would pull it out. That was the last straw, as I groaned and said "ohmy...
ohhh I'm... gonna..." "I know," you said, and you started lightly squeezing my
balls with one hand as you slid your other hand up and down. My groin muscles
spasmed and I jerked my hips, thrusting up and back at your hand, sending wave
after wave of sticky hot semen up onto your wrist and hand, soaking my briefs
(good thing you took down my pants) and dripping down inside where your other
hand rubbed the creamy stuff into my balls. I closed my eyes as my jerks slowly
grew farther between and slower, less intense. Finally we sat there, your right
hand lightly stroking my balls as the movie came to an end and I heard you say,
"So what's the second feature?" -- lovers@unforgettable.com "Love remains
forever"
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