Details of the last time I arranged a male spa therapist for my wife

At the request of netizens, I'll continue writing about the details of my last appointment with the masseuse. Why the last one? As mentioned above, the masseuse arranged for a friend of his to come, and I was completely unaware of it. It had been about two weeks since the previous two spa appointments and the third appointment. As mentioned before, we always booked at hotels. The masseuse arranged the third location, saying it would be convenient for "training." I'll explain why the location changed later. This time, the masseuse arranged a loft apartment, a second-floor guesthouse. He sent us the location and room number. We arrived around 10 pm that day. The place was all apartments, and there were many people in the corridor. At the time, I didn't understand; later I learned they were all women renting their own apartments. I remember it was on the seventh floor. After getting off the elevator, we walked through the corridor, and the room number was right in front of us. We knocked on the door and went in. The masseuse had already showered and was wrapped in a towel. She said, "Madam, please go in and take a shower first." I sat on the sofa and... After smoking a cigarette, the technician told me we'd try something more exciting today. I asked how, and he said, "Just cooperate, it'll definitely be stimulating. You'll see when the time comes." A little while later, my wife came out wrapped in a towel. Unlike the first time, she wasn't shy or embarrassed. She took the towel off and lay face down on the bed. Then the technician took off his towel too, patted my wife's butt, and told her to turn over and open her legs a little. He glanced at her vulva and said, "The pubic hair can be trimmed again; it's grown quite a bit." He took out his tools from his bag, had my wife put a towel under her butt, and started shaving. He applied some shower gel to her vulva and shaved for a while. The technician said, "This time the trimming is a bit too much, it probably won't look good. How about we just shave it all off?" Before my wife could react... Then the hair on top was shaved off. Actually, I've shaved my wife a few times myself, so I didn't say much. I knew from the beginning that the technician wanted to shave her completely. It took about ten minutes to shave her very cleanly. Then I had my wife take another shower. My wife said, "I already took a shower, and now I have to take another one?" The technician joked, "Isn't it because I'm worried your pussy will smell?" After the shower, the technician started massaging her. At first, it was a regular massage, gradually moving closer to the sensitive areas. He poured a lot of oil on her body, and his technique did look quite professional. When he massaged her pussy, he said to my wife, "Honey, let's play a game. Same rules as before: the loser obeys unconditionally, and the winner treats you to seafood." My wife asked, "How do we play?" The technician said, "When I massage my pussy later, if..." Even if I lost, my wife said, "How could there be no water?" The technician said, "If it doesn't flow out, it doesn't count." The technician then smoothly moved her hand to the labia and massaged for a few minutes. The transparent substance at the vaginal opening became reflective. Those who know, understand. But nothing was left. The technician pushed oil into the vaginal opening little by little, sliding her fingers in shallowly, from one finger to two, from shallow to deep. When three fingers were in, the technician's hand speed increased, making that "plop plop" sound. Water flowed from the vaginal opening all the way to the anus, dripping onto the bed. The technician didn't stop. At this time, my wife's reaction was particularly strong. Her legs were shaking and her buttocks were sticking up. I knew she had orgasmed. When the technician took her hand out, it was crystal clear. The technician said, "Madam, you lost. It's time to accept the punishment!" Before his wife could say anything, he made her stick her butt out, then wrote "begging to be fucked" on it. He then shoved his penis into her mouth, saying, "You slut, lick my cock for a bit first. I don't want to cum yet." The masseur pointed at his wife, who was sticking her butt out, and told her to join in, saying, "Don't cum yet! The punishment hasn't even started yet!" They took turns, one person fucking her mouth, the other her vagina, twice a day. They did this for about ten minutes. The masseur took out his phone and said, "The punishment is about to begin. It's already been delivered." He explained, "The punishment game is for your wife to stick her butt out facing the door because he wrote 'begging to be fucked' on it. The delivery will be here soon. If the delivery guy doesn't dare to fuck her..." "You'll have to find someone else to fuck you. If you can't find one, I can help you find one." My wife said no. The technician said, "A bet's a bet." My wife glanced at me, wanting to see my reaction. The technician said, "Don't worry, it's okay. I've done this with several couples, and their husbands all found it very exciting. I guarantee you'll have your fill." At the time, I hadn't ejaculated yet and was conflicted, so I didn't say anything. Then the technician kept teasing my wife, trying to keep her excited. About twenty minutes later, there was a knock on the door. I was extremely excited, agitated, and conflicted. The technician pulled my wife and made her kneel at the door with her buttocks sticking out, emphasizing, "In a bit, you'll say, 'Hey, can you fuck me once?'" The technician opened the door and... I sat on the edge of the bed watching the delivery guy at the door. He looked to be in his thirties. As soon as he opened the door, he instinctively backed away, looking a bit lost. My wife was mumbling something, probably inaudible even to herself. It was the masseuse who had told her to have the guy fuck me. I guess she was still a little reserved. The delivery guy was stunned for a couple of seconds and asked, "Where's the delivery?" The masseuse said, "Come in. You slut, why not fuck her? There's a condom on her ass." The masseuse said, "No, I guess." But she probably wanted to fuck him too, and hurriedly left. Then the masseuse said, "He probably thinks you're too cheap to fuck. Let me see if your pussy is too big." She spread her legs wide and said, "In that case, I'll find you something. Consider it a favor." She then put her arm around my wife. My wife shoved my penis into her mouth and started thrusting. I was excited too, so I thrust my penis into her vagina and started pumping. Less than an hour later, someone knocked on the door. The masseur pulled his penis out of my wife's mouth and went to open the door barefoot. A middle-aged man in his forties or fifties came in. I was still having sex with my wife, and she only just realized who I was and asked who I was. It was incredibly awkward. The masseur said, "Didn't we just talk about helping you finish the game?" I don't know how to describe the situation. I was torn between refusing and not refusing. The masseur told his friend to go take a shower. Then he said to me, "Let's continue. My friend has a big penis and is very skilled. Your wife will definitely like it." His friend, who knew kung fu, came out naked, his penis was really thick and long. Later I found out he was from Shandong. As soon as we got into bed, the masseur made room for me. My wife was bending over, and I was fucking her from behind. The masseur friend went up and put his penis in my wife's mouth, making her lick it. I could tell my wife was very conflicted, but given the situation, she had no choice but to let him take it in her mouth. It was probably quite thick, and my wife was having a hard time licking it; the head of his penis felt like it was filling her mouth. This lasted for less than five minutes before I couldn't hold back anymore and ejaculated. The feeling was very different because semen was flowing out of her vaginal opening while her buttocks were bent over. As soon as I got off the bed to get some toilet paper, the masseur friend switched to his lower body and started fucking me again. The masseur, saying how tight her pussy was, took the opportunity to shove his penis into her mouth, saying he didn't want to fuck her today and would just ejaculate in her mouth. This continued for about ten minutes. The wife felt the masseur was about to ejaculate and tried to spit his penis out, but the masseur held his head and kept shoving it all the way in, groaning several times. He ejaculated inside her mouth several times before pulling it out. As soon as he pulled it out, it gushed out onto the sheets. The masseur's friend was still fucking her, her labia being turned inside out, and it was all white semen. Maybe because I had just ejaculated, the wife also had several orgasms. After about ten more minutes, the wife was clearly starting to feel the strain; her legs were shaking. The masseur friend showed no signs of ejaculating, so he pulled out and made my wife lick his penis, which was covered in semen. My wife twisted her head, unwilling to let him hold her head and shove it into her mouth. He then started thrusting again. Actually, my wife wasn't being licked; he was the one who put it in her mouth and kept thrusting in and out for a few minutes before continuing. This went on for a while, and I'm not kidding, it took about five or six times before he finally ejaculated, and it was internal ejaculation. We didn't use a condom, and we only realized it later. We had a condom at the time, but we were having a blast. My wife rested for a few minutes, took a shower, and then we were about to leave. The masseur friend said he wanted to ejaculate in her mouth one more time, saying that my wife's oral skills were really good, even better than prostitutes. He asked me if he could borrow them for a few days so we could go out together. After a trip, the technician suggested that next time his wife could play the role of a prostitute and serve customers there, saying it would be very exciting. He said there were many prostitutes in the apartment, but I didn't say a word to them. I felt that his friend was quite low-class, and I immediately regretted it. As soon as I left, I deleted the technician's contact information. But the technician's suggestion of having my wife play the role of a prostitute seemed pretty good at the time. Not long after, my wife was working as a prostitute at a karaoke bar, entertaining clients once. This is all based on my personal experience and is absolutely true, but I feel that my writing is not good enough and the description is not exciting enough, since I am not a professional. Please understand. If any netizens are willing to hear the details of the karaoke bar, please leave a comment. So far, I have only done 3P three times with the technician and once at a karaoke bar. I had to beg my wife to agree to it because after the technician's friend came over that time, my wife was a bit reluctant to do 3P. That time was indeed quite intense. Strictly speaking, it was 4P. There are many details that I don't know how to express. Anyway, when my wife came home that day, her buttocks and breasts were red. Her breasts had scratches, and her buttocks were from being slapped during doggy style. If I'm lying, I'm an animal.

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