Two hot women

My mind is just starting to drift when I hear the door open softly. Out of curiosity I look up to see two hot women walk in wearing the traditional all white massage tunic and trousers. What strikes me is that they are both stunning, a sexy brunette and blonde, both about 5ft 6 and busty. Things were looking up - nothing wrong in being massaged by one of them!

I relax with my face looking through the peep hole in the table as I hear them mixing oils and making their preparations. I look across at Helenand although partially covered by the towel, what was on show displayed her sexy body, lightly tanned with well defined muscle tone, her hair cascading over one shoulder. She was totally spaced out, nice and relaxed.

I felt soft but firm hands touch my shoulders, starting to run some warm oil in. "Face down, just relax" and I let go of conscious thought and go with the flow. My mind drifts as the expert hands start to manipulate my body, shoulders, upper back, lower back, progressing onto upper arms and lower arms. She has a wonderful touch and I am very quickly totally zoned out letting her manipulate my body. All the time, the sound of trickling water and some SE Asia relaxation music playing in the background, adding to the tranquil vibe.

Eventually, my upper body complete, she moves down to my feet and starts with the soles of my feet slowly and methodically working her way up my body. I vaguely hear a brief conversation between Helen and her masseuse but don't catch what is said. I am in heaven, in my own bubble. I gradually become consciously aware of my masseuse's hands getting very high up my thigh as she works my left leg, although it's all still very professional, I am brought out of my tranquil state and seriously start paying attention when I feel the back of her hand touch my ball sack. What I assumed is a mistake proves not to be so, when she does it a second and third time, slowly using the manipulation of my left leg to pull my legs slightly apart.

I am now definitely paying attention and look over at Helen. As far as I can see, her masseuse, the blonde, is massaging her ass and the gap between her thighs. Whether her fingers are drifting as low as Helen's pussy I am not sure. Then I feel my masseuse start on my ass. Starting on the outside, she strokes in a circular motion, working from the outside in. As she gets to the inside, she is unmistakably running her fingers down my asscrack with her nails briefly scratching the entrance each time past. I was now on fire, trying to maintain a relaxed body posture and not be a creep, but my cock was rock hard underneath me.

And then she stops with my left side and goes to my right foot and starts all over again, up my leg slowly, until eventually once again brushing my ball sack and teasing my asshole. I am extremely horny and whilst pretending to keep my eyes closed I am now watching the blonde massaging Helen. I am in no doubt now, given Helen's body language and slightly elevated breathing that she is horny as well and that the masseuse is running her fingers to her pussy and ass.

"If you could turn over now please" as she holds the towel up for me to roll over. I paused my thought process, thinking about what the masseuse will say when she sees my hard-on but then reason that she has deliberately caused it so she should be fine. I roll over, and she lowers the towel which now tents obscenely around my cock. I watch her face to see her reaction. She does not hide checking out my cock, even suggestively licking her lips before looking me in the eyes "Relax, let me look after you and you will be in heaven". I lay back and closed my eyes.

Again, she starts at my shoulders, working down to my abs, then outwards-in on each of my arms, all the time the same constant pressure and technique. Then down to my left foot and starting to work her way up. When she gets to my thigh, I tense slightly, wondering how high she will go, to which I get the answer of all the way as a hand snakes under the towel and, covered in oil, starts stroking my ball sac before going the extra couple of inches to rub my cock with an open palm. I peek, without obviously opening my eyes and am shocked to see she is now topless, having obviously having lost her tunic at some point. She continues to stroke my balls and cock sending me into seventh heaven.

I looked across at Helen to see that her masseuse is also topless. Helen's legs are spread and the masseuse is clearly massaging her pussy and fingering her. Helen's back is arched and she is silently panting with lust. "Like the view?" my brunette masseuse whispers "Enjoy, but no speaking, just watching." as she rather maddeningly moves back down to my right foot, pulling the towel off me as she goes to totally expose me, and starts on my right foot. I am watching in torment as she works her way up my leg, watching the other woman finger my wife, bringing her to the edge but not letting her come. At some point Helen looks at me and our eyes lock. After what seemed like an age, I feel my ball sac being massaged again and gasp with pleasure.

The blonde masseuse seems to take that as a signal and moves onto Helen's massage table between her legs, dipping her head down and ever so delicately started to lick the pussy in front of her. I wasn't aware that I was holding my breath until I have to expel the air and take a deep breath. "Just relax... and watch" as my masseuse starts to slowly wank my cock as her friend expertly licks my wife.

For what seemed like an age, we all seemed to stay just exactly like that. On one table, slowly wanking with a firm masseuse's touch, and on the other a clearly expert worshipping of my wife's pussy.

And then finally, with no warning, but somehow coordinated, both Helen I are brought to orgasm at the same time. Helen's eyes screwed tightly shut as her body spasms with pleasure, whimpers leaving her mouth, as I gasp and shoot my cum, rope after rope, several feet into the air. As I gather my wits and my breathing starts to calm, I feel myself being wiped down with a clean cloth and by the time my eyes reopen the two girls had discretely left.

I looked over at Helen "Wow!"

A contented and smiling face looked back.