MARRIED COUPLE DISCOVER MASSAGE SEX AT A RESORT

I am Allie, my husband Alan and I married young, we were forty when we rediscovered our sex lives with no children at home anymore. It happened quite by accident when we came across a porn channel. We soon realized our sex lives had been pedestrian, compared to the people in the clips.

“Compared to these people we have only ever had vanilla sex, just plain vanilla sex,” I told Alan as we both watched fascinated while men and women, and women had sex with other women in ways we had never even dreamed of. The way we fucked that night was the best sex we had ever had.

My girlfriend Helene recently met me for coffee and took great delight in explaining to me in great detail the visit she and her man made to a close by, though little known sex resort. She and her man are around the same age us, early-forties.

“You should give it a try Allie, you have waited until you are past forty to broaden and stretch your sexual boundaries,” she told me with a huge self satisfied smile. “Make a point of trying the two male masseurs, though you might prefer other combinations. They stretched our sexual boundaries for us. No emotional attachment, nothing to be embarrassed about and so exciting. ”

Three weeks later before we met again, this time for lunch, I emailed Helene a detailed summary of our experiences at the resort while it was still fresh in my mind.

“You know my man and I like to stretch the boundaries when sex is involved. Some of those shows every night were a huge turn on for both of us. Wonderful foreplay before we fucked every night after the show. Sometimes with other couples watching, and once with another couple fucking at the same time.

“Let me tell you in great detail about the massage you recommended. When we first checked in to the resort the concierge told us, “If you have any special requirements, don’t hesitate to ask.”

“My man and I did have special requirements, very special requirements. However, we didn’t want to embarrass ourselves by asking early on in our stay. After a few days we soon felt comfortable enough to ask for whatever pleasure we wanted without any embarrassment.

“So when the the massage room receptionist asked, ‘A male and a female, two females or two male masseurs? Alan and I responded as one with great aplomb, “A male and a female please, each of us knowing I wanted the male and he the female.”.realising we could alternate having them, a male and a female for each of us in rotation. Would two-thirty be satisfactory, a two hour session?

While we readied ourselves for the session we realised we had enough money to try the other combinations, two females or two male masseurs after the first time, in the following days if we wished.

“There were two massage tables side-by-side with our masseurs, Vicki and Mike, dressed in tight white shorts and t-shirts. Both were in their mid-twenties with toned, attractive bodies. Mike very masculine and macho with muscly arms, while Vicki was very feminine.

“You can say and do anything you wish in here, what happens in here stays here,” Vicki told us wth a knowing smile.

“Him or her?,” Mike asked, looking directly at me, as they watched us remove the white gowns the receptionist provided.

“You please Mike,” I told him as I enjoyed flaunting my naked body for a male and female masseur, pleased with my choice, while my man was smiling as Vicki ogled his naked body and large, flaccid cock.

Mike organized us on the tables so we were facing toward each other, the reason why became apparent shortly.

I enjoyed watching Vicki oiling my man’s back, thighs, then his ass while Mike was oiling my back and thighs.