Bab’s First Other Man - Sex Stories

Bab’s First Other Man

... to get on the table and lay face down. She asked if he was going to stay dressed and he smiled and said he was, at least for the moment. Babs laid down with her face turned in my direction and had smiled a huge smile as Paul began to rug some scented oil on her feet and ankles. He took time to work her feet before moving up to the ankles and calves. I have to say that Paul was very meticulous as he carefully kneaded her calves to get out any knots and to smooth the muscles. From her calves, Paul moved up to Babs’ thighs. As he worked the muscles in the thighs and applied the scented oils, Babs began to grown every so quietly. From the sounds she was making and the look on her face, I could tell that she was getting extremely turned on. Babs suddenly exploded with an intense orgasm at the feel of Paul’s hands on her upper inner thighs. Paul looked down at Babs and then over to me and just said ‘wow’. Stilling trying to catch her breath, Babs echoed his wow and told him to continue with what he was doing. I sat and watched as Paul’s muscular hands worked over my wife’s ass, spreading her cheeks and reaching near both holes. Her whole pelvic area was moving to his touch and I could tell he was doing his best to concentrate on the massage, but the bugle in his shorts told me that otherwise. The massage continued up her back to her shoulders, neck and out to her arms. Then Paul asked Babs to roll over onto her back. He immediately continued working her hands and arms and moved ...

... back to her neck and across her chest. Her moaning was getting louder as he worked all around her tits and in between them. With one move, his hands cupped her tits and I saw her body jump and tense at the touch. After spreading a generous amount of scented oil on her tits, he concentrated on one of them first. He worked his hands in a circular motion, gradually drawing closer and closer to her nipple. When he reached the center of his circling, he used an alternating circular massage around her aureole and nipple. They were already hard but they seemed to get harder at his touch. Just as it seemed she was about ready to have another orgasm, Paul moved to her other tit and repeated the process. This time she knew what was coming and she he started working her nipple, her body arched, her faced grimaced and I could see a sudden flow of juices escaping from her pussy as she had her second orgasm without any real sex yet. From her tits, he worked his way down her muscular abs, which put most men to shame, and worked on them and her sides. His hands crept closer to her pubic mound and every time they ventured near I could her raise her hips as if to greet his touch. Instead of moving on down to her pussy, Paul walked to the end of the table and began massaging her toes, feet and ankles. Eventually his hands wandered above her knees and her hips again tried to thrust out for more contact. Closer and closer his hands worked their way up her thighs. He was standing between her spread ...