[MFM] Our best friend and me gave my wife a nude massage (part 2)

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The following Wednesday, before her second massage class with Steve, Lill stepped into a shower and came out wrapped in a towel. “Baby?” she said. “Were you serious about the rose underwear?”

I thought about it for a moment. The truth was, I had been serious about it at the time. It seemed like a lark that was somehow also pretty hot for some reason…but I was a bit worried that Steve might too uncomfortable.

*Ah, what the heck*, I said to myself. I totally trusted Lill and Steve, and this was just a bit of sexy-but-not-too-serious fun really. Aloud, I said, “Of course! I’m always serious.”

Lill shook her head at me, then went to her drawers and pulled out the rose underwear. They were so light and intangible, they were barely clothing at all. Facing away from me, she dropped her towel and put them on, then turned to look at me questioningly.

“You sure you’re sure?” She said. Her body was slim and her small breasts were barely contained under the thin lace roses of her bra. Under her panties, her trimmed public hair was clearly visible, her clit peeking slightly out of her labia. She was stunning.

Steve was going to have a neurological short circuit.

* * *

When she came home a few hours later, I was lying on the couch with a book in my hand. “Hey baby”, she said to me, a funny little smile on her face.

I put the book down, and smiled back at her. “We’ll?” I said “How did it go?”

I saw some colour come into her cheeks, and she walked over to me and gave me a kiss. Then she sat down next to me so that my legs were in her lap.

“Ok, I have to admit, that was a very interesting experience.” She ran her fingers up my leg and patted my inner thigh. “When we got there, the massage guy did a demo of what we were going to do first. It was leg night.

“Then he turned the lighting down and asked us to get undressed again, ladies on the table first, front-up. I was so nervous. I took off my dress and I was feeling super exposed! But for some reason, I was feeling so fucking turned on as well. There were like two women this time who were topless, and then here’s me standing practically naked in front of Steve and the whole room. It felt wild.”

“That’s probably because you were wearing the sexiest garment you own,” I said. “Go on, let me see it. It’ll make the story more vivid.”

She side-eyed me, then shimmied her dress off. My brain stopped working for a second. She looked damn sexy.

“So Steve is studiously avoiding looking at me from the second my dress starts to come off. I got on the table, and just lay there, waiting for Steve to follow the instructions. He finally looked at me and I’m not kidding, he actually gasped. We were doing this Hawaiian thing where you run your hands up and down the whole leg in one big movement.”

As she was talking, I started to feel her hand rubbing against my leg. I glanced at her crotch, and sure enough, she had her fingers buried in her clit, slowly teasing it while I watched. I wondered how raunchy this story was going to get.

“So he started to do the massage. I had my legs pretty spread apart, and his hands were going from my feet to up to about here.“ She slid her hands under my shorts, up and up until her hand was in the crease between my legs and my crotch, just below my balls. Her masturbation rhythm was speeding up slightly, still slow but building. She’d slid the rose panties down a bit and was letting her fingers slide over her labia and clit hypnotically.

“I really wanted to see the effect this was having on him, so I took a glance at his underpants.”

“Let me guess, he was…responding to you again.”

“He was responding *a lot*. It looked very uncomfortable,” she giggled. Her face was very red, her finger moving up and down against my leg.

I let my hand stray into my shorts. Her horniness was making me horny as hell, but I didn’t want to interrupt the story.

“And then my body just took over and I got so fucking wet. Like, it was dripping down my thighs. I could smell it, Ben, and there was no way he couldn’t. There’s no way he couldn’t see it. I mentally tried to turn off the faucet, but it wasn’t stopping.”

“Woah! How did he react?”

“He…” she swallowed, and I felt her fingers really speed up. “Steve got some of my juices on his fingers, Ben. We could both feel the slickness. His hands were spreading it around. After a few minutes, my whole inner thigh area on my one leg was covered with my juice. He was so pretending it wasn’t happening but…”

She bucked. “Oh, oh god.” Her fingers slowed down but didn’t quite stop. “Jesus, I needed that.”

Now I couldn’t help it. I started stroking myself, matching her new rhythm. “So what happened next?” I asked a bit breathlessly.

“We’ll, the instructor tells us to switch, so I get up, he gets down, and I’m stroking his leg, and his penis is totally hard and making this giant tent in his boxers. After a few strokes up and down his legs…”

She blushed so red it was almost comical. “Go on baby,” I said.

“He started to like, throb. I was watching Steve’s penis throb, while basically standing naked, my tits in almost brushing his cock each time I slid my hands down to his feet.”

I matched her fingers’ pace, slowly speeding up as I played with myself.

“And then he…” she actually started laughing. “He apologised for his erection.”

I started laughing too. “It’d say you successfully achieved neurological meltdown.”

We sat in silence then for a few minutes, masturbating together in comfortable silence. She came again, then put her head on my belly as I finished myself off with her hand wrapped around mine.

Later, as I was snuggling with her in bed, I said, “So there were two topless girls there, were there?”

“Yep,” she said. Them plus me make half the room’s females showing their nipples to the world.”

“I dare you to go naked next time.”

“Are you serious,” she said, turning her head to look at me.

“I’m always serious, remember? Oh, and one more dare…”

She looked at me closely. I said, “I absolutely, double dare you to brush his penis a few times when you massage him.”

“No!” she said. Then she said, “Ben, it’s Steve.”

“That’s why it will be such a mindfuck,” I said. Come on, you chicken. I want to see what he does.”

She kept looking at my face, then snuggled up to me, head on my chest. “Maybe,” she said, and then we both fell asleep.

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