Wife and Massage Therapist

I'm 40 years old this year, and my wife is 6 years younger than me. She's young and beautiful, with a great figure—straight, slender legs, a perky bottom, and while her breasts aren't huge, they're very firm. She's also exceptionally pretty, with fair skin; she's the kind of beauty that catches your eye at first glance. My wife is cheerful and lively, so many people who don't know her age think she's still in college. When I walk down the street with her, we always attract a lot of attention. I look older, so when we go shopping together, people often think we're from two different generations.
We went from knowing each other to getting married for two years. During that time, I basically had sex with her whenever I had the chance. Although she was young, she had a very strong sex drive and needed to have sex more than three times each time to satisfy her. At my age, satisfying this young beauty was not an easy task. Fortunately, I am also a lecherous man with relatively strong sexual ability, so we were still relatively harmonious.
After getting married, we were all busy with our own lives, and this kind of thing sometimes got neglected. It seems that I'm becoming less and less interested in it. Seeing such a beautiful little thing sitting at home every day, I feel like I'm wasting her.
Then something happened that changed the situation. It stemmed from a group I joined unintentionally—a massage service group, the kind that offers special massage services, but these are for women. In other words, there are muscular men who can provide services to women and bring them to orgasm. I have a bit of a cuckold fetish, and since my lovely and beautiful wife wasn't getting the satisfaction she used to get, I tried contacting the masseuses in the group and sent them pictures of my wife. The masseuses sent me their pictures in return. They were all wearing only underwear, and sure enough, they were all very handsome, with large and strong bodies, and big, firm penises. Not to mention my wife, even I got a little excited looking at them.
I've discussed this idea with my wife before, and I've subtly brought it up with her. At first, she wasn't accepting, but being young and practically a 90s kid, she's quite open-minded about these things. Later, she reluctantly agreed, saying she could try it—adult content, basically just a simple massage, but with a slightly more explicit approach. Hearing this, I thought it was promising and quickly showed her the photos I'd collected. My wife shyly pointed to one of the masseuses, and wow, he was a total stud! I said, "Honey, you have a big appetite!" My wife nudged me and said, "You're so naughty! What if he does *that* to me?" I said, "Don't worry, they're all very professional, unless you can't resist, haha."
After various contacts, we finalized a time, choosing a weekend evening. The technician arrived at my house on time. When I saw him in person, he was even more impressive than in the photos. My wife's face immediately flushed after seeing him. I knew I was in for a good show.
The technician was indeed very professional. He chatted with my wife first, mainly praising her, and of course, my wife absolutely deserved praise. After chatting for a while, the technician suggested that we take a shower first, and then he would provide the service in the bedroom. I told my wife to go shower first, and then I privately asked the technician, "Are you going to shower too?" The technician said yes, and that during this kind of service, both of us would likely be completely naked in the latter half... Hearing this, I was already hard. My lovely and beautiful wife, going to be naked in bed with this hunky man... Just thinking about it was incredibly exciting.
After my wife finished showering, she went into the bedroom wrapped in a towel. Before going in, she secretly glanced at the masseuse. While the masseuse was showering, I asked my wife to take the towel and make the bed. My wife covered herself with the blanket and lay down on the bed. I asked if she was nervous. My wife said, "I'm so nervous. Are you really sure? You have to be there during the massage." I said, "Of course. We're going to have sex after the massage." My wife said, "You're so naughty, letting someone else touch me."
After the technician finished showering, he came out wearing only a pair of tight underwear, revealing his large penis. He went into the bedroom, sat on the edge of the bed, and took out some essential oils and towels from his bag. He turned to his wife and gently said, "Beautiful lady, can we begin?" His wife nodded, and then the technician had her lie down. He slowly pulled the blanket up to her waist, poured some essential oil, and began to massage her back evenly, starting from her shoulders and gradually moving downwards, massaging both sides. His movements were very slow and gentle.
After a while, the masseur pulled the blanket down a bit, revealing half of my wife's buttocks. My wife, embarrassed, buried her face in the pillow. When the masseur saw my wife's buttocks, he also showed a surprised expression. I knew he was captivated by my wife's pert buttocks. The masseur leaned down and said to my wife, "You are so beautiful," and began to massage my wife's buttocks rhythmically. At this point, my wife started to pant softly, lifted her head and changed direction. I saw that my wife's face was flushed, and she was enjoying it very much.
At this moment, the technician pulled the blanket down completely, revealing my wife's perfect body to him. She was so beautiful and youthful. The technician was also quite aroused. He climbed onto the bed, placed his legs on either side of my wife's back, and began to caress her arms, shoulders, back, buttocks, and legs with more vigorous movements. He would occasionally bend down and rub his body against her back, buttocks, and legs. My wife was now breathing heavily, and I could see that her private area between her legs was very wet. I think my wife was now eager for someone to penetrate her.
The massage had only just begun. After a while, the masseur lay on top of my wife, who was panting heavily, and whispered something in her ear. My wife smiled and nodded. Then the masseur got up, and my wife rolled over on the bed! It turned out the masseur wanted my wife to roll over. At that moment, the masseur took off his only piece of clothing, his underwear, revealing his huge penis. Holy crap, what a sight! Beside my fair-skinned wife on the bed, a muscular man with a penis about 18 centimeters long. My wife couldn't help but gasp when she saw it; it was much longer and thicker than mine.
At this point, the technician positioned my wife correctly, supporting her with his hands on either side and spreading her legs apart. My wife and I both said "No!" The technician just smiled and said, "We're not going to have sex, don't worry."
The technician bent down and, similar to the previous caresses, began rubbing his wife from the front, kissing her starting from her neck, much like the foreplay my wife and I do during sex. He moved downwards, kissing her breasts, slowly circling them, then taking her nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it and sucking. My wife couldn't resist this; her nipples are her most sensitive spot. She passionately wrapped her arms around the technician, her lower body actively rubbing against his penis. The technician had kissed her entire body, then held her tightly, trying to touch her lips. At this moment, she reciprocated with a kiss, and the two began a passionate kiss, the sounds of their saliva filling the air.
The two women were tightly entwined at the waist. The wife was already panting heavily. At this moment, the technician began to move his lower body, pressing his penis against the wife's vulva. With just a little force, he could penetrate her body. But the technician did not do so. Instead, he kept staring at her, at most parting her labia, inserting his glans a little bit, and then immediately pulling out, then constantly stimulating her clitoris. Then he would part her labia again, insert a little bit, and then pull out, but he would not penetrate her. The wife was completely confused and told the technician, "I can't take it anymore, I need it so badly." The technician then began forcefully thrusting his penis against the wife's clitoris, repeatedly poking and sliding it back and forth. The wife was already moaning, almost screaming, her arms tightly wrapped around the technician, kissing him repeatedly. As the frequency increased, she let out a scream, and her lower body gushed out streams of fluid—she had orgasmed! She had squirted!! The technician continued to vigorously stimulate her clitoris with his penis, while she continued to gush and convulse.
After about a minute of stimulation, the technician's movements gradually slowed down. My wife had basically lost consciousness, lying on the bed with dazed eyes, letting the technician caress her body. The technician caressed my wife's entire body, including her genitals, before reluctantly leaving her. He turned to me and said, "My massage work for today is finished. Next, it will be cleaning up and finishing up." Looking at his hard penis, I felt that he really had a tough time. Faced with such a beauty, he could only serve her but couldn't ejaculate.
I was tired of watching her, so I said I was going to go to the living room to have a smoke. I told her to stay with her. Then I went to the living room, lit a cigarette, and looked into the bedroom. The technician was sitting next to my wife, tidying up the essential oils and towels.
About half an hour later, my wife regained consciousness. The technician had stayed by her side the whole time, his penis still erect, showing how attracted she was. He told her there was one more service to complete and that he needed to wash her. He then picked her up and carried her into the bathroom, deliberately leaving the door ajar to avoid any misunderstandings. I peeked through the crack and saw him patiently washing her. She sat on the edge of the tub while he leaned over to bathe her. At this moment, my wife leaned down and whispered something in his ear, and he whispered something back to her. Then, turning to me outside the door, she said she wanted to add another service. I told her that whatever she wanted was fine with me.
At this point, the technician helped the wife stand up, had her hold onto the edge of the bathtub, and began kissing her back, buttocks, and legs from behind. Then, he popped his head out from between her legs and began giving her oral sex. The wife started moaning loudly again and pressed the technician's head down, seemingly enjoying it immensely. After about 10 minutes of oral sex, the wife was almost unable to stand. At this point, the technician also stood up, hugged her, and slowly inserted his penis between her legs, beginning to stimulate her clitoris as before. He parted her labia, inserted the glans, and then withdrew to stimulate the clitoris.
As he parted her labia for the nth time and inserted his glans, his wife leaned back—yes, she did it on her own—and his penis went in halfway. The technician couldn't help but gasp, and his wife cried out. I was startled too. Then his wife said, "Give it to me, I need your penis inside, I need it, it's so itchy inside." At this point, the technician abandoned his professionalism and became lost in passion. He embraced his wife and slowly inserted the remaining half of his penis, until it was three-quarters of the way in, then pulled it out and inserted it again, rhythmically beginning the piston-like motion.
Standing outside the door, I felt uneasy, yet witnessing this scene also gave me a strange sense of excitement. My wife was right in front of me, being penetrated by a handsome, muscular man, and it was her own request. I said to the two passionate lovers in the bathroom, "Since we're going to have fun today, let's make it as good as we can. But I'm warning you, honey, you're in your fertile period today, so he can't ejaculate inside you. The rest of the time, you can do whatever you want."
As if encouraged, they began thrusting even more frantically. The masseur covered my wife's breasts with both hands, attacking from behind with increasing force and penetrating deeper and deeper. Finally, with a tremor in my wife, the entire penis was inside, and then it stopped moving. He had penetrated into my wife's uterus!
My wife trembled all over, nearly falling due to exhaustion. The technician picked her up, walked past me, and returned to the bedroom. He placed her on the bed, spread her legs as wide as possible, and quickly inserted his penis fully back in, afraid her cervix would close. He then began thrusting vigorously, each time pulling completely out and then fully back in, tearing out the tender flesh of her vaginal walls.
After about 20 minutes of penetration, probably thousands of times, my wife had already had four orgasms. At this point, the technician increased the speed of his thrusting, seemingly about to ejaculate. My wife then tightly embraced the technician, pleading, "Don't pull out! Please, ejaculate inside my uterus! I want a complete sexual experience! No one has ever given me such pleasurable sex before! I want you to ejaculate inside me! I want you to ejaculate inside me!" The technician was on the verge of ejaculation, but my wife's tight embrace prevented him from pulling out. With a loud shout, he slammed his penis into my wife's vagina, his scrotum throbbing as he began to pour semen into her uterus. My wife reached her fifth orgasm the instant he ejaculated inside her. The ejaculation lasted for half a minute. I don't know how long they've been storing their semen, but this time they all shot it into my wife's uterus at once.
After ejaculation, the technician lay on top of my wife, and the two of them enjoyed the afterglow of the orgasm. I'm sure the technician doesn't have many opportunities to have sex with such a beautiful wife, and today he even had complete intercourse with internal ejaculation. They lingered, not separating for about five minutes, and the technician's penis still wasn't completely soft. The technician got up and withdrew his penis from my wife's body. Her lower abdomen was slightly swollen, indicating that a significant amount of semen had been ejaculated inside. Because he had just penetrated her uterus, all the semen was inside her, so after the technician's penis left her body, the cervix closed, locking the semen inside, and no semen flowed out.
Fearing my wife might get pregnant from this, I gently pressed her lower abdomen and spread her legs. She was already unconscious at this point, letting me do as I pleased. A moment later, semen started flowing from her lower body—the semen I had just ejaculated. It flowed for a long time, leaving a large puddle on the sheets, almost half a cup. With so much semen inside her uterus for five minutes, it would be difficult for her not to get pregnant!
Because the technician didn't uphold professional ethics this time, I didn't pay him, and he didn't ask for money back. Of course, he was being lenient by not paying me at all, let alone asking for money. As he was leaving, the technician said he hoped to have the opportunity to serve me again next time. I think you definitely want to be served again.
After that, my wife became addicted to this, actively inviting a masseur to our home, and it was always the same masseur. To satisfy my wife, I acquiesced, and sometimes the masseur would come even when I wasn't home. Later, my wife and I basically stopped having sex. Every night, my wife would invite him over, and after they showered, they would go into the bedroom and stay there. Loud moaning could be heard coming from the bedroom. Every morning when I went in, I couldn't find a condom or any traces of semen on toilet paper. Later, my wife told me that the man always ejaculated inside my wife's uterus, and then they would sleep with the penis still inside her vagina, and it would be mostly absorbed the next day.
The relationship lasted for six months, during which the wife became pregnant four times. Every time I took her to have an abortion, I would ask her, "Do you still want to see him?" She would say, "As long as he's willing, I'll have sex with him."

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