He had a big birthday coming up - but I wasn’t going to be able to see him. We’d planned an entire two nights together, an absolute luxury with a night away. He’d talked to me about an erotic massage place he’d visited before, I’d looked into booking him in for his birthday and happened to see they offered an experience for couples. We browsed the website and I picked a girl that caught my eye, Hannah, a tall brunette lovely with long legs, curves and a cheeky smile. Luckily she was available and they also offered us Zara, a petite Indian girl with a slender figure and perky breasts.

I was shaking with nerves, excited but as always, quite anxious about something new. We timed our arrival so we could visit a nearby bar first - a wine for me, a cider for him and a tequila shot each. Nerves steadied a bit we arrived at a private house, discretely tucked off the main road. He led me up the stairs, held my hand, reassured me.

The very friendly woman I’d spoken to on the phone greeted us, she led us into a darkened room which was set up with two massage tables close to one another. She explained the process. The girls would come and meet us, they would be in lingerie. We’d undress then they’d show us to the showers - once back the girls would be naked and ready for us. We met the two young ladies, Hannah was clearly the more experienced of the two, she chatted and made me feel so at ease. She said we were welcome to touch boobs and butts but nothing else. She sent us off to the showers with a wink, I was giggling like a schoolgirl and wondering what the hell I was doing!

Once we’d showered we came back and yes, there they were, naked and waiting. I took my glasses off and lay face down as instructed. I tried my best to relax but I was feeling quite tense. Hannah told me she was going to put the hot oil on me, I felt it melting over my back. Your skin is so soft she said, I could do nothing but giggle. She proceeded to rub me down, firmly, sweeping her hands over me. Then I realised with a start that she was climbing up onto the table with me - I had no idea that would be happening. She leaned right over and whispered in my ear, how’s the pressure….perfect I said.

I couldn’t see what she was doing but I could feel every movement. She used her body, legs, boobs, pelvis, arms to stroke and cover me. As her pelvis glided up against my bum I wanted to raise myself up and push against her but I didn’t know if that was OK so I didn’t move. My guy reached his arm out at one stage, grabbing my hand to squeeze it, as if to say are you OK. This went on for some time, I was very relaxed and enjoying every sensation.

I think it’s time we rolled onto our backs Hannah said, so after using deliciously hot cloths to wipe the oil off we rolled over. I had actually nearly forgotten about my guy I was so wrapped up in what was happening to me. I love your piercing she said, oh and you’ve got your nipples done too - fun! There was more of the same, body on body but this time with a view. I looked over at my guy, Zara was laying right on top of him, he was caressing her arse and nuzzling her neck - I felt conflicted, happy to see him enjoying himself but then again it was so confronting to see him with someone else. I looked away and closed my eyes, trying to calm my panicked heart and the urge to escape.

Hannah perhaps noticed, she grabbed my hands and put them on her hips. Is this OK I asked, yes she said, more than OK. I concentrated on her then, rubbing her gorgeous body, squeezing, feeling, exploring. Her soft thighs, plump arse and round boobs. She lay alongside me on the table, moved my left leg to the side and started to massage my pelvis, just above my pussy. Checking that it was alright, I said yes. She pushed further, skirting around my clit, teasing me. She brushed against it, measured my response and continued. She expertly brought me to a shaking orgasm, once, twice. I lay back and said to her, I think maybe you should go help them over there. She left and joined the other two, spent a few minutes giving him some attention while I watched. Then she said they’d give us some time on our own.

My guy climbed onto the table with me, spread my legs and buried his rock hard cock into my oiled up pussy. Fucked me for a bit then used his hand to get me off, made me squirt right there. His hand, combined with oil and my juices slid right inside me, his whole fist, with a pop - stretchy, burny delicious sensation. My pussy gripped his hand as I came hard. Knowing they would be back shortly we stopped, cuddled, gathered ourselves together.

Thanked the girls for an amazing time and left holding hands.