How to Become a Seductive Woman (Part 3) - Spa Flirting

The story had already aroused my wife, but her reserved nature prevented her desire from spreading. I needed to work harder to get her

to unveil her true self.
That evening, after she finished washing up, while she was beside me, I casually picked up the massage oil, checked the expiration date for a while, and muttered to myself

, "It'll expire in a few months, it'll be a shame not to use it." When my wife is sexually frigid, she always complains that I try to take advantage of her during massages, thinking I

have ulterior motives, so she's somewhat resistant to oil massages. I unscrewed the cap, smelled it, "It smells so good!" Then I wiped the bottle clean

and put it away. My wife probably thought I was going to have a spa treatment again when she saw the oil, but I put it back, hehe!
My wife put the two kids to bed early, an hour earlier than usual. I was lying in bed secretly looking at pictures from 69 Paradise

when my wife went to the guest room and spent a long time getting ready. She came back and said, "Honey, I've been sitting in front of the computer for too long today. Give me a spa treatment." I said, "Okay,

come on, lie down." "The little brat is in the way; it's not comfortable for you. Let's go to the guest room." We never minded having the kids around when we had spa treatments before

, but this time we wanted to go to the guest room. "Let's go, I've already made the bed."
When we got to the guest room, my wife didn't turn on the main light, but instead turned on the bedside lamp. The room wasn't very bright, but it was dimly lit and elegant. My wife took off her pajamas

and lay down. She wasn't wearing a bra, but she was wearing underwear. She hadn't been wearing underwear at home lately, but now that she was, I looked closely and felt like I was about to have

a nosebleed . It was a pair of open-crotch thongs she'd bought some time ago, which she'd never worn before. They were red lace, and even with the crotch closed,

the color of her pubic hair and the outline of her vulva were still clearly visible. Now, her crotch is open, her dark labia minora have already broken through the crotch, spilling out

, and her pubic hair is eagerly pushing out. This was originally bought for outdoor sex or car sex, but wearing it now is stimulating, seductive.

A huge tent suddenly appeared in front of me. At night, I usually wear very loose pajama pants, without any underwear underneath. Seduction, absolute seduction!

My wife is setting me up; I have to stay calm and composed. I sat on the stool in front of the bed, proceeding methodically, first a foot massage, then a full-body

massage. "This light is a bit too bright, I'll put on an eye mask." My wife put on the eye mask. From my angle, it's truly alluring; her vulva is faintly

visible, her breasts are erect, and the eye mask obscures her expression. She looks like she's shouting, "Honey, come fuck me!" I've read

too many ; I'm thinking, if another penis came up and fucked me right now, would she believe it wasn't me?
I had to resist the temptation, so I sat down and started giving her a foot massage. I applied essential oil and began massaging from her toes, carefully pressing and rubbing each acupoint

to distract her from thinking about being cheated on. She enjoyed it and exclaimed how comfortable it felt. After the foot massage, I found two hot

towels and wrapped them around her feet to help the oil absorb. Then I carefully washed her hands and proceeded with a full-body massage.
I first applied essential oil to her legs, then rubbed and pressed them from top to bottom, massaging acupoints like Zusanli. My wife looked very comfortable

. Each time, I started massaging from the groin down her thighs, intentionally or unintentionally touching her pubic hair and exposed labia minora. My wife always moved her body slightly. I noticed

that she hadn't reacted to these touches before, but this time she did. She was wearing a blindfold; was she fantasizing that another man was touching and caressing her

?
After massaging the front of her legs, I had my wife turn over and lie face down. I didn't massage her upper body yet; that was for the later part. My wife lay face down

, and I massaged the back of her legs—just a simple massage, without much flirting or teasing. She quietly enjoyed my excellent service.

After her legs, I moved on to her buttocks. I think her buttocks are better; since my penis is in the middle, it doesn't bother her, so I didn't take them off

. In fact, leaving them on adds to the ambiance. I warmed my hands and applied some essential oil, letting the warmth of my hands neutralize the coolness of the oil to avoid spoiling the mood. My wife

sits for long periods every day, so she really enjoys my buttock massages. I rubbed her buttocks, first carefully pressing on points like the sciatic nerve, which she

enjoyed. Then, I started with subtle teasing. I placed my two thumbs on the edge of her labia majora, and my four fingers grasped her outer buttocks, gently

kneading them. Her buttocks felt very comfortable. With each pinch, my thumbs moved her labia majora open and closed, essentially spreading her vulva open and closed

, but without actually touching it. Stimulating her like this, I soon heard a wet sound. We

haven't done it for a month to get her to open up first . We can't stimulate her anymore, otherwise all our efforts will be wasted. Instead of pinching her buttocks, I made my fingers into claws and

gently stroked her thighs to her groin, then her buttocks to her groin, a few times, lightly brushing her vulva each time. It was a sensation from her legs to her vagina; just a few strokes, and my wife

arched her back, like she was having an orgasm.
After pinching her buttocks, I massaged her back. First, I carefully massaged her acupoints, then started teasing her while massaging her skin. To make it easier, I gently straddled

her buttocks to massage her back. My pajama bottoms are very thin, and she could clearly feel the sensation inside. With each forward push, my penis

pressed against her back, and she would occasionally move her buttocks to stimulate my penis. I pretended to massage her lower back because the current position wasn't comfortable, so I wanted to change positions

. She knew I was trying to tease her and readily cooperated, letting me lift her legs. I sat on the bed, and she wrapped her legs around my waist,

lying face down on my lap. This made it easier to massage her lower back, and my large penis was pressing against her

vagina. We were very close, only covered by my pajama bottoms; her open-crotch pants were practically nonexistent. With each massage, I leaned forward, pressing my penis against her vagina. After a few massages, my wife started moaning. I laughed

, "Who moans when you massage their lower back?" My wife tucked her bottom in and said sweetly, "You're so naughty." My wife always calls me "husband

" or "darling," never "you." Was she really fantasizing? As I massaged, I thought about it, feeling my penis

grow even bigger. I pressed and rubbed, moving from her buttocks to make them grip my penis, or spread her buttocks a little to let my penis get closer.

The rubbing of her buttocks combined with the stimulation of my penis made my wife start moaning again. "Honey, take off your pajama bottoms, they're making me uncomfortable."

She clearly wanted me to have sex, but she blamed my pants. I obediently took off my pants and returned to the previous position. Now my penis

was in close contact with her buttocks. After a few rounds of rubbing and squeezing, her labia minora were open, completely covering my penis. I deliberately

stopped . "Ouch, I'm exhausted, my hands hurt so much." "Honey, will you continue rubbing me? It feels so good," she said, while

thrusting my penis hard, lifting and lowering her buttocks, rubbing herself against them. She was already soaking wet inside.
I couldn't just go all the way; my goal wasn't achieved yet. "Stop fooling around, the spa isn't finished yet." I stepped back a little, so her pussy

couldn't touch me anymore. She was still sticking her body out, wiggling her butt, looking for a dildo. "Wait, the breast massage hasn't started yet," I said, turning her over.

Come on, let's continue with the same method. Have her straddle my waist and rest her legs on mine, so our penis and vagina can continue to have intimate contact. She seemed to have found

a support and was enjoying herself by wiggling her hips. I gave her a breast massage, pushing and kneading from bottom to top and from outside to inside, finally making claws with my fingers

and gently scratching along the breast tissue towards her nipples. After a few rounds, she started moaning. I pushed from bottom to top, leaning forward, and my penis also moved from

facing upwards to facing forwards, pressing right against her vaginal opening. She immediately moved her body downwards, and the head of my penis was swallowed by her vagina. My goal wasn't achieved yet; I

couldn't let her succeed so quickly. I grabbed her breasts and pushed her body upwards, and my penis bounced out again. After a few rounds like this, my wife couldn't take it anymore

and called out sweetly, "Husband!" "What is it?" I asked as if nothing was wrong. "Husband," my wife wiggled her hips,

squeezing my penis with her vagina, and continued to call out sweetly. "Is there something wrong? Tell me," I continued to pretend. My wife couldn't hold back any longer and said,

"Honey, I want..." "What do you want? Clothes or jewelry?" I pretended, waiting for her to say it, while continuing to let

my penis enter and exit her vagina. She probably sensed my intention and said, "Honey, I want to make love to you." "Make love?

You don't understand? Say something I can understand," I continued to hold back. "Honey, I want you to fuck me," she said softly. "What? I didn't hear you?" My wife couldn't

hold back any longer and sat up abruptly, shouting, "Honey, fuck me, fuck me to death!" Before I could react

, she rushed over and hugged me, then plopped down on me, her vagina swallowing my entire penis. We both gasped simultaneously

, and we quickly thrust all the way in—it was so exciting! We couldn't help but cry out. Before we could even rest, she adjusted her position and started

moving up and down on herself, not forgetting to actively seek kisses. She squatted and sat down repeatedly; before we could even change positions, we both reached orgasm.

Stay tuned for the next installment—underwear display.

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