A Couples Massage Backfires in the Worst Way - Sex Stories

A Couples Massage Backfires in the Worst Way

My wife and I had been married for five years, and I had put on a few pounds. I realize now I may have gotten too comfortable with her. After a couple years of having unprotected sex, I became more and more sensitive and would orgasm more quickly. My wife was a zumba instructor and very fit, while I worked as a tax preparer. We decided when we were on vacation in Brazil to get a couples massage. She had taken to teasing me about how quickly I would orgasm during sex, and it turned me on at times. "Can I get a happy ending?" I asked her. "Babe, I think you're getting all you can handle with just me, my little porker," she said with a laugh. She poked my belly with her finger. She called me 'porker' and 'chubbs' sometimes, making fun of my beer belly when compared to her flat abs. "Okay well don't be surprised if it happens, babe," I joked back. I brought it up a few more times, but she wasn't having any of it. When we got to the massage room, we both undressed and put on towels. I was turned on looking at her flat abs, nice butt and defined legs. She was so sexy. I couldn't wait to get back to the hotel room afterwards and fuck. I was starting to get hard right there. I still had the receipt for the massage in my hand. There was an empty trash can by the door and I dropped it in the can. It looked lonely all by itself. We laid down and a few moments later, I heard the door open. I looked up hoping to see a hot girl come in to massage me. Instead it was a muscular, long ...

... haired man by himself. I was puzzled. He looked at me and said, "Your masseuse is running a few minutes late. Just relax and I will begin on her," he said while looking now at my wife. I laid face down and the last thing I saw was him getting out some oil. A minute later I heard my wife moan and I looked up from my table. He had his hands on her butt and his fingers were gripping it tight. He was putting his full weight on her. The moan had sounded vaguely...sexual. I said, "Babe, are you okay?" "Yes, baby, I'm good. I'm very sore from working out, babe. I need this. Just relax, okay? Your masseuse will be here soon." My masseuse came in, a thin woman, older than me. She was probably in her early forties. Attractive, but not compared to my wife. Not what I was hoping for. Within a few minutes of the massage, she unwrapped the towel from me and sat on my back. I was face down now. Her full weight was on my mid back and she began massaging my shoulders and head. I couldn't have gotten up if I wanted to. It was then that I heard my wife start moaning again. "Mmmm, that's good, mister. That's really good," I heard her moan. I was a bit uncomfortable and tried to turn my head out of the headrest, but the masseuse was pressing down on my back. "No sir! You must relax. Let me help you relax!" my masseuse said. "Babe, are you okay?" I said, muffled through the head rest. All I could see was a narrow strip of floor. "Yes, baby, I'm good. He's really helping my muscles. I feel good," she ...