- Fri Jun 29, 2012 1:25 am
#5554
Let’s put a bit of life in the board and talk about sex.
Us oldies still know what it is and occasionally do it you know.
On an Asian holiday and my wife and I decided to go for a massage. As you know most of these are regarded as glorified knocking shops but being with my wife
I thought it would be a straight out massage.
There were 6 or so young ladies outside, all worthy of a second glance and with the usual asian lean body with a small butt and smallish breasts.
My wife was insistent that she wanted a firm massage and one girl grabbed her by the hand and pointed to another girl and said to me “She do you”. Well that certainly had a double meaning didn’t it, but not tonight.I thought.
We headed through the ground floor to a stairway that took us up one floor and opened onto an area with about 12 mattresses with throws and towels on them and each with a curtain to surround them. I got led to the furthest one and my wife got put on the one next to me and the girls pulled the curtains around, but of all things, they left the one between my wife and I open. (so we could gaze into each others eyes?)
I like a massage to be private but still hardly something you would make a fuss about.
The girl motioned for me to strip off and I did and lay down on my stomach. She started and did the usual back massage, good too. Then she started on my legs and up to my thighs. Then it started to get interesting, she was running her thumbs up the inside of my thighs and straight up between my legs and bum cheeks really firmly and it was very nice. Really nice. I thought this is interesting, no I didn’t I thought this is fantastic.
Eventually she rolls me over and starts on the front, well there was no mistaking that she was offering a happy ending with my wife lying 3 feet away with not even a curtain between us. She was caressing my balls and prick with nearly every stroke.
I was really enjoying it but, my darling and I have an agreement, nothing happens sexually with others unless we are both there or we agree before hand. I know she was there, but really would you have leaned over and said “listen darling, this little minx 30 years your junior, has got me all hot and bothered so do you mind if I just fuck her now.” I had lost a lot of blood to my nether regions but I still had enough to kick my brain into gear and realise a sentence like that uttered aloud could very well be my last.
She was getting better and better with her hand actions and I just had to stop her with the biggest smile on my face and say “No no – Mama etc” and she eased off but for the next half hour she kept going back with a nice stroke.
The finishing touch was after we had finished and I bent down to get my inder shorts and she reached across and grabbed them and held them out for me to step into.
I did and she pulled them up for me and stopped as they just trapped and pulled my cock up, she lent over, kissed my cock on the head and said “good night Mr Happy, you come back tomollow” I cracked up laughing and she grabbed the rest of my clothes and dressed me while my wife was watching.
She earned a good tip, that was real fun and my wife and I had many a laugh discussing it. Well “tomollow” did come but that is another chapter.
Us oldies still know what it is and occasionally do it you know.
On an Asian holiday and my wife and I decided to go for a massage. As you know most of these are regarded as glorified knocking shops but being with my wife
I thought it would be a straight out massage.
There were 6 or so young ladies outside, all worthy of a second glance and with the usual asian lean body with a small butt and smallish breasts.
My wife was insistent that she wanted a firm massage and one girl grabbed her by the hand and pointed to another girl and said to me “She do you”. Well that certainly had a double meaning didn’t it, but not tonight.I thought.
We headed through the ground floor to a stairway that took us up one floor and opened onto an area with about 12 mattresses with throws and towels on them and each with a curtain to surround them. I got led to the furthest one and my wife got put on the one next to me and the girls pulled the curtains around, but of all things, they left the one between my wife and I open. (so we could gaze into each others eyes?)
I like a massage to be private but still hardly something you would make a fuss about.
The girl motioned for me to strip off and I did and lay down on my stomach. She started and did the usual back massage, good too. Then she started on my legs and up to my thighs. Then it started to get interesting, she was running her thumbs up the inside of my thighs and straight up between my legs and bum cheeks really firmly and it was very nice. Really nice. I thought this is interesting, no I didn’t I thought this is fantastic.
Eventually she rolls me over and starts on the front, well there was no mistaking that she was offering a happy ending with my wife lying 3 feet away with not even a curtain between us. She was caressing my balls and prick with nearly every stroke.
I was really enjoying it but, my darling and I have an agreement, nothing happens sexually with others unless we are both there or we agree before hand. I know she was there, but really would you have leaned over and said “listen darling, this little minx 30 years your junior, has got me all hot and bothered so do you mind if I just fuck her now.” I had lost a lot of blood to my nether regions but I still had enough to kick my brain into gear and realise a sentence like that uttered aloud could very well be my last.
She was getting better and better with her hand actions and I just had to stop her with the biggest smile on my face and say “No no – Mama etc” and she eased off but for the next half hour she kept going back with a nice stroke.
The finishing touch was after we had finished and I bent down to get my inder shorts and she reached across and grabbed them and held them out for me to step into.
I did and she pulled them up for me and stopped as they just trapped and pulled my cock up, she lent over, kissed my cock on the head and said “good night Mr Happy, you come back tomollow” I cracked up laughing and she grabbed the rest of my clothes and dressed me while my wife was watching.
She earned a good tip, that was real fun and my wife and I had many a laugh discussing it. Well “tomollow” did come but that is another chapter.
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