Morning massage

We woke up the next morning. It was a beautiful day and apparently Helen had arranged a programme of events for the day. After breakfast, we made us of the tennis courts and had a game. We both used to play when younger and although it was a good game, I always had the upper hand due to my strength and speed compared to Helen. Apparently, we had a massage scheduled for after tennis, which Helen had booked. All the facilities were part of the same complex, so after a shower we put our clothes in our lockers and padded across the corridor in bathrobes with nothing underneath to the private massage rooms.

When we arrived at the reception desk we were directed to a room with two massage beds, and some tranquil music playing. We were directed to lie down and to place a towel over our buttocks for modesty. Our masseuse would be in in one moment. We settled down and started to relax. We heard the door open and footsteps, followed by a gasp. On looking up I saw Andy and Brad, the two guys from yesterday. They were both very professional dressed in loose white linen massage uniforms "Good morning, we hope you are looking forward to your massage" as they started to prepare their oils.

We both said hello and whilst they prepared their materials they asked us what type of massage we wanted. I indicated that I wanted a firm Swedish massage, and Helen playfully said "Show me what you've got!". Everybody laughed at that and I thought nothing more of it. The two guys started on us, working with a steady professional rhythm, starting with neck, shoulders, and then moving onto each of our arms in turn. With the sound of the music and firm manipulation, I was becoming more and more relaxed. As is normal there was a little dialogue as the guys checked on pressure, move to this position etc.

The guys moved down to our feet and then started back up our bodies from feet up our legs and onto our thighs. Brad, who was doing me had a very good feel and worked my legs well, and I did notice that his hands moved higher up my thighs than normal, and later appeared to massage my ass more than I have previously experienced, but again I though nothing of it.

Eventually it was time for us to roll over and we did. I glanced over at Helen and she exchanged a look - I could instantly tell she was turned on. So when we were on our backs, whilst pretending to have my eyes closed I watched what she was up to. The leg massage continued again, first on the far leg and I noticed that Andy seemed to be paying a lot of attention to Helen's upper thigh, very close to her pussy. The towel was only just over her waist and her pussy must have been at least partially exposed. It was when he came round to my side of the massage table I got the real shock though. He had removed his trousers under his tunic and his massive cock was pointing straight out. As he came round Helen reached out a hand and started to stroke it, something she had obviously been doing on the other side of the table as his cock was click with precum. He in turn was not rubbing her thigh but her pussy.

I obviously forgot any pretence of pretending to have my eyes closed as next thing, I felt a hand go up under my towel and gently but firmly grab my cock and start to stroke it. "Just go with it, I'll make this so good for you" Looking up into Brad's eyes, I saw lust and for whatever reason I trusted him. Andy continued to massage my wife, with more and more focus on her pussy, eventually her legs parting to give him better access. My legs mirrored hers and I felt Brad's hands roaming over my cock, balls, and starting to extend down lower to occasionally stroke my ass crack.

This continued for another 5 minutes, until at some hidden signal the guys both climbed onto the beds between our spread legs and I saw Andy dip his head down to my wife's pussy and start to lick. Helen for her part held his head in place, and as she looked over and her eyes locked on mine, I felt Brad's mouth envelop my cock. I gasped in pleasure. I had never had my cock in a man's mouth before but he obviously knew what he was doing, his mouth was amazing, better than Helen's. I could see the lust in Helens eyes as she watched another man suck my cock. I was spellbound by her lust, and the sensations in my cock.

Andy moved up the table and I watched the innevitable - his massive cock first nudged, then slipped into my wife's pussy. At exactly the same time I felt Brad's finger nudge at my opening and then slide past my sphincter into my ass. Both Helen and I bucked at the same time, never loosing eye contact. Andy and Brad started to build rhythm, one with a cock and one with a finger. I could feel the oil on Brad's finger, lubing my ass making the sensations more pleasurable. The several things happened in one fluid motion, but felt like they were in slow motion. First Brad lift my legs up pushing my knees to my chest, second I watched Helen's eyes go wide, then as I watched in fascinated surprise, I saw Brad's now naked cock move against my asshole, feeling the head nestle at the opening, and then gently but firmly push inside me. I was so relaxed I am sure that helped, but the entrance of such a large object into my virgin asshole caused me to squeal, but that didn't stop him. In looked back over at Helen with what I am sure was a shocked look on my face, to see one of delight and lust on hers, as Brad matched his rhythm of thrusts to Andy's. We were now being fucked in tandem, to the same rhythm, by these two studs who have very efficiently, and with practiced ease seduced us.

And I loved it.

It felt amazing. The combined stimulation of being fucked, of watching my wife being fucked, and the eye contact with my love, seeing the lust on her face was incredible. Brad was now stroking my cock in rhythm to my ass fucking, and we were all building to a crescendo. Helen came first in a shattering orgasm, eyes never leaving mine, I came next spurting cum clean over my head onto the floor, and then the two masseuses came together in our pussy and ass respectively. It was an incredible experience.

The guys dismounted, told us to relax, put on their trousers and discretely left, {Wife} and I just lay there, well fucked, looking at one another.