Erotic massage for the couple
It’s the afternoon of our first day on the island and it’s time for a special activity we scheduled months ago. I know you love massages, so we have planned a couples massage where therapists come to our villa and give massages on the private terrace. I told you about it in flight type, so I knew you’d be excited.
Just in time there was a knock on the door. Opening it, I found two cute young women with matching bags and folding massage tables and bright smiles. One introduced herself as Brigitte, and the other as Ana. Their accents were European, and since half of this island is Dutch, I figured (correctly) that they were from the Netherlands. I showed them around the house to the side of the villa and the pool deck where they had room to put their things.
It was a nice view of the water and the sun was just behind the dense palm trees so not too hot. I had already discovered that the location of the house, the terrace and the landscape created a private setting where a full tan was the dress code that morning.
Brigitte suggested we go inside and have 2 large glasses of water each while she finishes her preparations. She asked if we were comfortable with nude massage. You immediately said there was no problem. I was a little worried that being completely naked with 3 pretty women would be too much for me to fully relax, but since this was your treat, I agreed.
She handed us two big soft towels and we went in and hydrated as instructed and stripped and wrapped ourselves in the towels. It wasn’t long before we were only wearing bathing suits anticipating their arrival. In preparation for the trip, we tried to tan everywhere, occasionally on the back patio and a few trips to the tanning salon. It paid off. We chose this villa because of the privacy of the pool terrace and used it in the morning to enjoy the sun. I smiled at your lack of tan as you slipped out of your bikini and wrapped the towel around your chest. My own suit fell to the floor moments later.
Back outside, Brigette motioned to the two side by side tables and instructed us to lie face down while they went in to wash and get ready. I appreciated the hygiene but I wondered what other preparations they had to make. As soon as they closed the door, you handed me the towel and took my hand as I helped you climb up and lay down, folding your towel into a thin cover over your tanned bottom. I followed your lead, although my towel was not as well folded. Laying on my face, I pushed my cock down.
We were smiling, our faces turned towards each other, anticipating the massage to come. Hearing the sliding door to the pool deck open, you widened your eyes in surprise. I heard you say out loud
– Oh! I turned to look in that direction and saw both women coming naked.
Brigette if you open.
– I’m sorry, when you scheduled this massage online you indicated that it would be nude. Our nude massage service is also done with us naked. Is this a problem? We can dress up if you want.
You answered quickly.
– Oh no, it’s not a problem at all. Scheduled this massage and left out that detail. But we’re fine.
To be honest, I was as surprised as you. When I filled out the online form, I checked the “nude” box thinking that we would be massaged naked but covered up like we had done before. So now I was laying here naked under a folded towel with you just as naked and having 2 naked young women getting ready to start sliding warm oil all over my body with their warm hands.
I won’t go into detail about what they looked like. I will just say that the work environment was the most pleasant and both were blessed with genetics. It was obvious that they both spent a lot of time in the sun naked. There was no tan line to be seen and I looked!
Ana moved to the edge of my table and introduced herself to me again. Her soft voice was angelic and almost a whisper as she told me she was looking forward to helping me have the best massage experience she could give me. Her left hand reached my shoulder and the light touch was so gentle and soothing. I looked over to your table and saw Brigette doing the same for you. Taking her advice seriously, I turned my head back towards the hole in the table so as not to put too much pressure on my neck and sat down for the massage. Ana asked if I was okay with deep tissue.
We were both going to the gym in the months leading up to this trip to try and do what we could to tone things up a bit. I was ready for Ana to work her magic on my shoulders and back. Not sure if her small hands could reach the muscles that needed it most, I was pleasantly surprised by the strength of her grip as her warm, long hands made their way over my upper back. The scented oil he used had notes of citrus and eucalyptus, adding to the delightful aromas of these tropics that we enjoyed in this slice of paradise.
If you’ve ever had a massage you know that there is a point where you enter the relaxation “zone”. My mind drifted to a place of stillness and even with my eyes closed I felt myself experiencing all the senses of being in this warm place with the smell of salt water and sand, gentle sounds of water lapping onto the nearby sandy beach , the gentle rustle of palm leaves overhead and the gentle caress of hands on bare skin. A quick turn of the head and I looked over to see you looking back at me. A twinkle in your eye indicated that you shared the same relaxation as me. It was even more erotic watching the beautiful naked masseuse working on your back, almost mirroring what was happening to me.
Brigette walked up your back with her hands moving along the upper curve of your fine ass. He leaned into your ear to whisper something and I heard your quiet reply “yes”. With that, one of her hands maintained contact with your skin while the other gently pushed the sheet covering you to the side so that it fell onto the pool deck below the table. Now you were completely naked. The side of your breast, just a little less tanned than the rest of your body, was clearly visible and I saw her hands move side by side, she caressed the skin on your hip along your chest. She didn’t stop when she reached your breasts which soon glistened from the massage oil. Your eyes were closed, but you had a smile on your face.
I soon felt the caress of the sun on my bare skin as the sheet over my bottom made a similar fall to the ground, leaving me completely exposed to the air and sun and the warm hand of my bare massage therapist. The erotic scene was not lost on me. My mind clearly conjured up an image of what was happening… four naked people outside in the hot air, hands on bare skin, hands touching sensitive skin.
Not unexpectedly, there was a movement in the groin. The heat spread to the area between my legs and I could feel the result of the increased blood flow as my cock began to swell. When I got on the table I made sure to point it down rather than laying on top of it. Now it was starting to respond and I could feel it growing a little. My legs had been slightly spread under the sheet and I wondered if Ana could see what was going on down there as her hands moved over the skin of my buttocks.
She spent a lot of time working on my butt muscles. It felt great, but it did nothing to relieve the tension in my penis. Her hands moved down the back of my thighs to work my hamstrings. She had now moved on the table so that her hands were on either side of my right leg, moving up and down. It wasn’t bad for me that my cock must have been clearly visible and then I felt the sides of her hands contact the skin of my cock as they slid up and down. Yes, the feeling was amazing.
I looked to see if you were looking. Yes, your eyes were wide open, watching the scene of this young woman, breasts bouncing with the movement as her hands encircled my thigh. I saw you licking your lips.
Your own therapist was at the same point in the massage. Her small breasts didn’t have the same movement, but they were wet with sweat in the hot tropical sun. She was similarly moving her hands up and down your thigh and I realized that the upward motion was going to the roundness of your ass. Her hand was meant to slide between your buttocks. Your mouth fell open and it seemed like your breathing was getting fast and heavy.
Judging from what I could see of the position of Brigette’s hands, she was supposed to slide over your pussy lips and ass. It felt like you were spreading your legs harder.
Watching this action on you and feeling Ana’s hands on me produced the expected physiological response. I was now completely hard. Awkward, given that my erection was pointing downwards.
Now she moved down so that her massage worked my lower legs. This was much appreciated, partly because they were sore from all the cycling I had done leading up to this trip, and also with the hope that my erection might diminish. A glance in your direction showed that Brigette had similarly moved to your calves. I assume they were parallel to the action, so we’d be back at the same time.
Ana’s strong hands worked their magic on my legs and feet. Even though I can be ticklish, this wasn’t a problem as she confidently kneaded my soles and toes. Slowly, I felt the sensation of her touch leave my skin. I knew the back massage was over, great 45 minutes. However, my cock was still rock hard. She must have known what I was doing as the backs of her hands rubbed up and down the length as she worked my thighs.
– Do you want your towel back? I heard Brigette ask you.
– No, you answered. We are fine without them.
Easy for you to say, I thought. You’re not the one with the massive tissue surrounded by three beautiful naked women. Your face looked flushed as you slowly turned around. Your breasts, faint lines of tan visible, were gorgeous in the afternoon sun and your nipples were prominent.
I rolled back, trying to be nonchalant as my erection stood out more and more. I can’t remember the last time it was this cool. I heard a small chuckle from you as you looked at it to see it pointing straight up and hovering over my lower abdomen. I think there was a glistening drop of semen at the tip.
At this point, the two therapists switched places. Brigette was working on me while Ana moved to your table. They both started their work on the chest and neck. They would sit at the head and the hands would caress the neck and lower scalp and then the sides of the neck up to the ear. The ear is one of my favorite erogenous zones. This did nothing to soothe my groin swelling. My penis was as hard as ever.
After some time he started working lower on my chest. Her hands massaged circles over my pecs and stimulated my nipples, now almost as hard as yours when you came back. I turned my head a little to see how Ana was massaging you. She was at the same point. Her hands were massaging circles, but this time around your breasts. Yes, your nipples were still hard and stiff. Because she was a little shorter than Brigette, her own breasts hung over your face. In fact, it looked like they were rubbing off on you. I had the impression that you turned your head slightly to feel their cheeks. Adding this scene to my mental state meant that there was no way to ease my pain.
While the chest work took some time, the next step was the abdominal massage. Ana’s hands move back and forth across your flat stomach, the oil on her hands making the skin glisten in the sun. They wrapped around your waist and were then pulled back to your other side, one after the other. Brigette did the same to me. As he approached my lower abdomen, I wondered if he would avoid the tip of my cock, which was still pointing up but sitting on my stomach. The answer was no. The side of her hand crushed the slippery head. I was worried that if she kept this up, I would dump my load right then and there.
At this point, I was wondering what would happen if she went lower. Clearly, my penis would be in the way. Ana’s hands were now moving on her lower abdomen, just above her pubic bone. I knew how it felt, so smooth and soft since waxing before this trip. Would it go lower? Was he going to slide over your clit?
Almost in tandem, both women moved up to our thighs. It looked like the groin area was going to be left out. Still, the feel of those hands working up and down my thighs kept me fully upright. Now her hands pushed against the edge of my scrotum, stained with oil and sweat from the afternoon sun. He parted my thighs to get better access to my inner thigh area. I was wondering what was going on at your table and saw the same thing happening. Ana’s hands moved up and down one thigh, then the other. From what I could see, there was no way she wasn’t touching your pussy’s lips as her hands went up.
I saw that your breathing was fast. I wondered if you, like me, sense the eroticism in the air around us. Were you close to orgasm? were you wet I heard a small moan escape your mouth and saw you lick your lips. That made me groan too. I know both women knew what this sensual massage did to us. How far they would go.
When they moved down to massage the front of our lower legs, I knew this was it. Don’t get me wrong, it still felt amazing. Another person’s soft touch makes my skin tingle and definitely tingle now. My cock was still buried and hard.
By the time I got to my toes, I thought I was almost done. The touch was easier and there was less kneading of the deep soft tissues. I looked at Ana’s hands on you. Her right hand maintained contact with your leg while her other reached down and picked up a bottle of massage oil. The fingers of her right hand traced a long, sinuous line along her leg, knee, and thigh, stopping at her hip. At this point, she tilted the bottle and let a few drops of oil drip onto the skin just above your slit. Was this going to happen? I was brought back to reality when I felt Brigette’s hands doing the same for me, except the oil she dripped onto my stiff cock.
OMG! THIS HAPPENED!! One hand wrapped around my cock while the other moved lower to lift my testicles. I felt a surge of electricity and my sharp breathing was loud and insistent.
I looked to see what was going on with you. Ana’s hands had moved down to your nether regions. I could see you spread your legs and pulled your knees up, fully exposing your pussy to the open air and her hands. Your skin was glowing from the massage oil. Her hands gripped your breasts, twisting your stiff nipples. I could see him gently rubbing his left hand over your breasts while the other was down between your legs out of my view. You were clearly enjoying this stimulation, your back slightly arched as her fingers thrust.
The feel of Brigette’s hands on my cock brought me back to my own pleasure center. I looked down to see that he moved both of his hands to wrap around the shaft. My penis is right in the middle of average for size and girth, but this tactile stimulation coupled with the sight of a naked woman caressing me while being massaged outdoors caused it to swell to its largest size yet. I could feel the deep swell of orgasm in my testicles and it took every ounce of my willpower not to move my hips to speed up the action. No, I wanted to savor every second of this feeling.
I felt you were getting close to orgasm. Your breathing was heavy and insistent. Audible moans escaped your lips and soon you were vocalizing as you often do.
– Hell yes, that’s it, oh my God… yes, yes, yes…
A loud whimper told me you had hit your mark and you moved your hands down to your pussy, grabbing Ana’s wrists to hold them still against what I assumed was your clit.
Looking up, I saw Brigette watching the scene on the table across from us as her hands continued to caress my near-orgasm cock.
– Now, I moaned.
And with that I started to ejaculate. The first stroke arched over my chest, then my cum trickled over and between her fingers as she continued to stroke at a slower pace with a firm grip. I know a man’s orgasm won’t last as long as a woman’s, but this seemed to last forever. Her hands slowed their pace and finally stopped. My breathing was fast though…
He leaned down to whisper in my ear.
– You can fold our tables and sheets and leave them by your door and we’ll pick them up tomorrow morning. Thank you for letting us be on duty.
With that, both women picked up their bags and walked silently to the front of the villa, their bare bodies a spectacular memento as they left.
I looked over at you and saw you staring back with a satisfied grin on your face.
– It was one of the most intense experiences I’ve ever had, you said. I could stay here forever.
I felt the same way. The relaxation of the massage was briefly interrupted by the incredible handjob of a stranger while you watched. Now I felt like a bowl of jelly again.
– I’m going to stay here another minute, I said. Then you and I will go to the beach there and take a swim to clean ourselves up a bit. Then we’ll come back here and if you’re ready for it, we’ll fuck it right here in the open air.
Who’s ready for this?
