Couple's Massage.

You awoke early the next morning. You were comfortable but couldn't stop thinking about the previous day. You wondered how today would unfold, and on that thought Emily awoke. It wasn't often that you were awake before her.

"Morning babe..." You said as she walked into the bathroom.

"Morning..." She greeted back before turning on the shower. You'd already showered and were getting dressed.

You sat yourself down on the bed and watched the tv lazily as Emily got out of the shower.

"Are you ready to go?" She called out from the bathroom.

"I guess so... Where did you want to go?" You asked.

"I booked us in for a massage already... It's in fifteen minutes." She told you as she came out of the bathroom, doing up the buttons on her top. She didn't have a bra on underneath.

"A massage?... It's pretty early, can you cancel and we can do that later?" You asked.

"It's already paid for. Come on, you'll like it. Maybe you'll learn to loosen up." She teased.

You were very slightly annoyed that she pre-paid it, but wanted to get your moneys worth so you resignedly agreed. Shortly afterwards the two of you left the room and after asking a few passerbys you found the way to the massage house.

The building was actually pretty impressive, and entirely dedicated to massages. You guessed that they must be popular for couples. You walked into the foyer and confirmed the booking with the guy at the desk. He gave you a locker key and told you which room to go to.

You both made your way down a long, narrow corridor until you reached the locker room. On every locker was an A5 sheet instructing on the procedure. What you didn't realise was that you'd only be wearing a towel... But you were pretty sure that might have been standard practice, so you undressed and wrapped a towel around yourself, as did Emily. You continued down the corridor until you reached the room. You knocked gently before pushing the door open and stepping in.

Two men were waiting in the room and greeted you warmly when you walked in. They were young and quite tall, and were wearing loose fitting pants with no shirt. You wondered whether they were university students too. The thought made you feel uneasy for some reason.

"Hello. Mark and Emily I presume?" One of them spoke with a smile.

"Hello. Yes that's us." You replied.

"Good good. Well... Please, lay on these massage tables and we can get started straight away." He said with a smile.

You stepped forward to the closest table and began to lay on your stomach.

"Oh... No, sorry sir... You will need to remove the towel. It is an oil massage." The man said apologetically.

"Er... In the nude?" You replied.

"Yes sir. It's a completely professional standard. The towel would hinder our work." He explained.

"Right... uh... Sorry - I don't really feel comfortable being massaged in the nude by a man." You said, doing your best to sound diplomatic.

"Oh, come on honey... It's not a big deal. It's just a massage." Emily told you.

"Yeah, a naked one. Do you have a female masseuse at least?" You asked.

The men exchanged looks and then excused themselves momentarily before returning.

"I'm sorry sir, we only have men on staff today... However I don't believe gender should indicate any sort of skill in this situation." He said, almost sounding patronizing.

"That's not the point... Look, I just don't feel comfortable with that. I'd rather not receive a massage at all." You said with some finality. The men looked at you dejectedly then nodded.

"Of course, we understand. Well if you don't mind laying on the massage table..." One of the men said to Emily. She nodded and promptly dropped her towel and revealing her womanly figure in the process before climbing onto the table and laying down on her stomach.

"You're still getting one?" You asked.

"Well yeah, they're already paid for. Just sit and wait if you don't want to have one." She said.

You scoffed and looked at the second masseuse who gave you an odd look. You huffed and then took a seat. You looked at Emily, laying completely naked infront of two strangers. Her legs were just barely parted, not enough to see her womanhood, but it certainly had a strange effect on you.

The man massaging Emily took a bottle from a nearby counter and tipped some of the contents into his open palm before putting the bottle away and rubbing the oil between his hands and fingers. He gently placed his hands on Emily's upper back and began to rub his hands into her muscles.

"Please tell me if you'd like it harder or softer." He told her in a gentle voice. You almost thought the man next to you was watching enviously.

"Soft for now..." Emily instructed.

"Of course..." He replied, his hands slowly working over her back and up her shoulder blades. He spent several minutes rubbing his fingers up along the back of Emily's neck and her shoulders.

"How long is the massage?" You quietly asked the guy next to you.

"Eh? Uh... an hour." He replied back in a tone that wasn't nearly as warm as five minutes ago.

You sighed under your breath and crossed your arms.

"Mm... You're very good..." Emily said in a soft moan.

"Thank you. I've been doing this for quite a while now." He explained as he began to rub the middle back, pushing the heel of his palms down the muscle on either side of her spine.

"I can tell." She said, her body arcing back a bit from his touch and revealing plenty of side-boob in the process. You wondered on the necessity of the second masseuse at this point, who watched on without a word.

"And now we'll work a bit lower to relieve tension in the gluteus... connected to your hip bone... This muscle needs particular attention for women with certain builds... A slim woman like yourself with such a beautiful figure will accumulate stress in these muscles every day." He began his bogus explanation as he begun to massage her lower back, his fingers digging into her soft skin just above her ass cheeks.

"Mmm.. Yes... I can feel it... Wow..." She moaned softly again.

"Please tell me if it's too hard. Some people are more sensitive than others in this region." He said.

"No - feel free to go harder... " She encouraged him and shifted slightly, her legs parting just a fraction more. You felt like you heard the man next to you say something under his breath but didn't quite catch the words. "Actually, if anything it's your pants that are causing discomfort. They're kind of rough and keeps brushing my skin." Emily gently complained.

"I can remove them if you would like?" He offered quite openly.

"Hold on a second." You began to say.

"Please sir, it is also quite the standard practise. We wear the pants only for the sake of particular closeminded clients. Nakedness is a natural state." He told you before giving you chance to protest any further.

"Honey, it's fine... Please, they're causing me discomfort." She told you and then him.

"As you request..." He complied, taking his pants down swiftly, revealing his entire naked body. He wasn't wearing underwear. He dug his palms into her ass cheeks and slid them down either side. Her cheeks parted every time he did this, revealing her tight ass hole.

"Mm... Wow, that feels amazing..." She moaned.

"Yes, the tension in that area can be built up if it's not massaged regularly. You must go to the gym often, am I correct?" He asked, his hands moving lower and lower until they were massaging the bottom part of her ass, near her thigh.

"Oh, you can tell?" She asked.

"Quite easily... Your glutes are perfect." He said. She laughed softly.

"Oh, you flatterer... Mm..." She shifted again, her legs parting a little further. There was definitely a gap between her thighs now, and the masseuse took advantage of the fact. His fingers wriggled into the gap to massage her inner thigh... Very close to her privates. She moaned softly, almost lewdly.

You felt your groin stir as you watched the massage continue in a very daring way, and you felt somewhat embarrassed. You crossed your legs hoping to hide it. The masseuse ran his fingers up and down Emily's inner thigh, almost brushing against her outer labia.

"Mmm... You can go even harder.. If you want..." She said, her tone again on the brink of lewdness. She parted her legs even more, and this time you had a good view of her glistening slit.

The masseuse picked up the bottle again and poured more oil into his hand. He rubbed the oil over his hands before continuing the massage. Again his fingers ran up and down her thigh, but this time they paused as they reached the crevice between her inner thigh and womanhood. He rubbed his fingers upwards slowly and firmly, changing the shape of her slit. She moaned again as her breathing became heavy.

"...Is it okay...?" He asked again.

"Mm... Yeah. Do it." She said softly.

The man continued with his now erotic massage, his fingers brushing over Emily's slit, giving it a shine from the oil. He pushed on either side of the lips and massaged gently as she squirmed and moaned.

"What do you think -" You were about to stand but felt a heavy hand on your shoulder. You gazed up and looked at the man beside you who returned your look sternly. You weren't sure whether he intended to intimidate you or not, but you remained seated regardless.

"Would you like to roll over for a frontal massage now, miss?" The masseuse asked Emily.

"Oh... Yes, okay..." Emily said, sounding almost disappointed. She rolled over onto her back and rested her arms by her side, her eyes closed.

"Good... perfect." He commented as poured more oil onto his hands. He began to massage her upper chest, right underneath her collar bone and slowly moved down. He was much more daring now, his hands already starting to massage over Emily's bust.

"Mm... You're very good..." She moaned.

"Well, you make it so easy with your perfect body." He replied.

"I'm flattered that you think so..." She said.

He ran his hands gently over her breasts, his fingers brushing against her nipples. She moaned softly from the contact. He slowly became firmer in his touch, the brushing of the fingers slowly turning into meading and then grasping. You felt your now rock-hard member press against your leg as you felt very turned on from this, and apparently you weren't the only one... The masseuse was now sporting an erection that was hanging over her. You heart skipped a beat as she opened her eyes and caught sight of the cock only a few inches from her face.

She slowly reached up with both hands and grasped it softly, lowering it so that the tip reached her lips. She kissed the head softly, then opened her mouth to suckle on the end.

"Would you like to leave now?" The man beside you asked.

"No... He'll stay..." Emily replied on your behalf.

You weren't sure how to react. Once again, your fiance was sucking another man's cock and again you felt turned on. Your conflicting feelings were all too much, and so you sat still and watched.

"Mm... Do you like it...?" Your fiance asked the masseuse.

"Yes... Very much... You have such a perfect body..." He replied.

"Mm... Thank you... As a reward for the massage I'll let you use my mouth..." She told him before taking the head of his cock into her mouth again. You watched as she slurped on it hungrily, her tongue swirling around the shaft.

"Are you watching hun...?" Emily asked between slurps. "Your fiance is sucking this guy's cock... He had his hands all over me and you didn't stop him... So now he gets to use my mouth... Mm..!" She pulled him in close and gagged on his meat.

"Shit... Is it really okay?" He asked, giving you an uneasy look.

"Tell him Hun... Tell him how you love seeing your girlfriend with other guys..." She diverted to you.

"Yeah... I love watching my fiance blowing other guys." You admitted, still too embarrassed to do anything about your erection. The guy next to you watched on too.

"Mm... You heard it from him." She said before gagging on the cock again. She allowed her split and the pre-cum to dribble down on either side of her face as she took his whole length down her throat, coughing briefly then gasping for air when he took it again. She grasped onto the slippery cock and jerked it rapidly, the wetness sounding as she moaned and looked towards you.

"You're not jerking off this time...? Well, you might have another opportunity I suppose..." She smirked at you and refocused on the cock. She opened her mouth and placed the tip of the cock onto her stuck-out tongue while jerking him off.

"Shit... I'm gonna cum..." The masseuse grunted.

"Mm... Spray your cum over me..." Emily encouraged him, and he did. Thick globs of cum dripped from his cock and over Emily's face, predominantly in her open mouth.

"Fuck...!" He groaned loudly as the last few drips came out.

"Mm..." Emily moaned as she sat up, letting the cum leak out and drip onto her chest. She rubbed it into her skin and smiled at you wickedly. "Thanks for the massage..."

"W-would you like another?" The guy next to you stammered as he stepped forward.

"Hah, so eager... Maybe next time." She poked him on the chest and picked up her towel, wrapping it around herself.

"Well? Come on Mark, there's a shower room here somewhere." She smirked as she walked out of the room. You hurried after her.