The second part of the story of cuckolding wives (getting massages from men)

Ever since I discovered my cuckoldry tendencies, I've been keeping an eye out for information on this topic, hoping to see my wife's sensuality for myself sometime!
During sex, I often ask my wife, "How about we find a man to have sex with you?" She always agrees, but afterwards she goes back on her word, calling me a pervert. I just laugh it off.
My wife loves massages and has sent me photos of herself getting them before—naked bodies—but those were always done by other women. Then one day, I saw an ad online for "opposite-sex massages," and I thought, why not let my wife try it?
I found a masseur in Linyi online. I communicated with him for a long time beforehand, discussing clothing, the massage procedure, and so on. I also saw his photos and was quite satisfied, so everything started according to plan.
After much persuasion, my wife finally agreed to have a male masseur. We arranged a time, I booked a hotel room, sent the room number to the masseur, and as for any flirting, that was up to him!
My wife and I were watching TV in the room when there was a knock at the door. I opened it to let the masseuse in. My wife lowered her head shyly. The masseuse said "Hello, sister," and then went into the bathroom to shower—everything was as planned.
I reassured my wife not to be nervous. After the masseuse came out, my wife also went into the bathroom to shower. I nervously told the masseuse to proceed gradually and not to rush. The masseuse laughed and said it was no problem! After
showering, my wife came out wearing a bra, panties, and a towel, repeatedly asking me to turn off the lights. The only light in the room was from the TV. The masseuse asked my wife to lie down, saying she would give her a full-body massage. I excused myself to buy cigarettes and went out.
As soon as I got outside, I deliberately slammed the door shut, then quietly opened the bedroom door and hid behind the wardrobe diagonally opposite the bed. My eyes were fixed on the bed, and my ears were strained to hear every sound.
The masseur chatted with my wife while massaging her, talking about everyday life or celebrity gossip. His technique was clearly very skilled; he explained the benefits of massaging different areas and occasionally told jokes that made her laugh. They seemed to get along well quickly.
After massaging her legs and back, the masseur asked my wife to turn over for a front massage. She hesitated for a moment before turning over. The masseur gently massaged her breasts, casually removing her bra and gently kneading her nipples with his fingertips, praising her figure. My wife seemed to enjoy it; women love compliments, and my wife certainly did have a great figure.
Everything was stimulating my senses; I felt my blood vessels throbbing—it was incredibly exhilarating!
The masseur stood at the head of the bed. After massaging my wife's breasts, he naturally slid down, his fingers parting her panties. My wife pressed her panties down with her hands, and the masseur gently kissed her. She stopped struggling, and the masseur pulled down her panties. Because the masseur was blocking my view, I couldn't see clearly, but I could see my wife softly moaning as he teased her, her hands touching his face, her body writhing.
After massaging for a while, the masseur also took off his clothes, still gently caressing my wife and teasing her with words. In the dim light, I could see my wife's eyes were closed
, her hands rubbing the masseur's penis, while the masseur touched my wife's vagina and sucked on her breasts. I quietly came to the bedside, controlling myself, trying to enjoy the scene.
The masseur moved his body, his penis near my wife's mouth, and she took it in without hesitation. The masseur slowly thrust in and out. At this point, I couldn't control myself anymore, my hand involuntarily reaching for my wife's vagina. My wife cried out, "Ah!" and asked, "When did you get back?" The technician's penis filled her mouth again!
The technician and I lay on either side of my wife, she touched one penis in each hand, I kissed her breasts, and the technician licked her vagina. My wife closed her eyes, enjoying it. After a while, the technician asked my wife, "Can I insert it down there?" My wife looked at me shyly. I touched her breasts and smiled without saying a word. Suddenly, my wife let out an "Ah!" The technician had already inserted it. I excitedly rubbed my wife's breasts and brought my penis to her mouth. My wife's mouth was filled with my penis, and her body was writhing down there.
After a while, the technician pulled out. I hugged my wife, spread her legs, and the technician rubbed against me again. I spread them wide, watching the technician's penis slowly enter my wife's vagina, feeling excited and stimulated!
My wife orgasmed, shouting, "Harder, faster!" I took the opportunity to penetrate her. The technician, understanding the situation, hugged her. Taking advantage of the technician's remaining warmth, I ejaculated into my wife's vagina!
We lay there for a few minutes, then the technician went to the bathroom to rinse off. I took the opportunity to pull my wife into the bathroom with me. Under the faucet, there were three naked bodies. The technician then started penetrating my wife again, and she kept crying out, "No! I can't take it…!"
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