1. Best Erotic Massage Ever


    Date: 7/21/2016, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: Revealing, Rating: 24, Source: LushStories

    weed. It turns me into a slut. Seriously, I’m like a total different person, and Jack really likes that part of me. We smoked it down to a roach, and after we filled the car up with smoke we got out and stood in the wind for a few minutes so we wouldn’t smell like a couple of pot heads. I was feeling a pretty good buzz, but after the amount of weed that I smoked I knew it would creep up on me even stronger later. Those kind of highs take me to another planet, especially when sex is involved. We walked up the wooden steps to the side door and knocked. A few seconds later the door opened, and I was fearing the worst, something like an old balding man with a beer belly. What I got instead was a strapping young man in his early twenties greeting us at his door. “You must be, Jack,” he said. “Please come inside,” he added and opened the door wider to let us in. “And this is Renee, the lovely wife that you spoke of,” he said as he turned to face me. “I’m Antonio, and I am at your service. Your husband tells me that he wants to treat you with something special on your birthday. Well, first let me say, Happy Birthday, and then let me tell you that you will not be disappointed.” The man was charming, and matching his dark skin, he had a Latin accent that I couldn’t quite put my finger on. I didn’t bother to ask. After a short discussion in getting better acquainted, it was time for us to embark towards the rear of the trailer where he had his massage room set up. The room itself was ...
    dark wood paneled and much warmer than the rest of the trailer. I began to feel my skin perspire the moment we walked into it. He had a table set up with incense, oils and towels. There were candles in all four corners of the room. There was a chair in the corner of the room, some hangers on a rod, some nice music coming from the ceiling speakers, and a well-padded massage table sat at the center of the room. “You can undress and hang your clothes on the hanger rod, then relax on the table. You can let your husband cover you with a towel if you like,” Antonio instructed before he left Jack and me with a private moment to prepare. “Go ahead baby, get those clothes off,” Jack said as he started taking his clothes off as well. “Jack, are you planning on joining in on the fun?” I asked. “Hell yes! You don’t think I’m going to let him have you all to himself on your thirtieth birthday, do you?” “I’m glad you’re feeling that way. A threesome sounds good to me,” I said as I was taking off the last of my clothes. “Well, we have to get past the massage first. I want you to enjoy that part just as much.” I lay face down on the table, and that doobie that Jack and I smoked in the car really started racing to my head, maybe a little bit too fast. I started perspiring more, and my head was getting dizzy. “Do you want me to cover your ass with a towel?” I heard Jack say. “No, I don’t want anything on me right now,” I murmured. “What’s wrong baby?” “I’m stoned. Fuck, I can’t even move,” I ...
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