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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- A Simple Massage (MM, MF, mast, exh) by Chip Clark (royalstuarts@netscape.net) *** A couple visits some friends and while there, they get in the habit of going nude around the backyard pool area with just their hosts. But one day some other friends show up, including a teenage girl and things get really interesting. *** My wife and I were down in San Diego visiting some friends. They have a pool and it's clothing optional. So on hot days we'd sit around chatting for an hour or so, then pop out back, shed our clothes and cool off in the pool. After a bit we'd be cool enough to climb out and relax some more. This is pretty much what happens when we visit. On this particular visit, it was getting to be sunset and the sky was filled with a host of colors when a mother and daughter showed up at the house to take a swim. This house tends to be a gathering place for a number of people. We were back in the pool. I was just about to get out when they stepped out the back door and dropped their clothing. I'm not normally a letch (or at least I try to hide it when I can) but for some reason their appearance surprised me, caught me off guard. I stared at the daughter (yes she was a young thing with a great figure). The daughter waltzed passed me and hopped in the pool. My head turned as she went passed. The mother, also rather attractive, walked up to me and said, "She's cute, isn't she?" I responded with, "Yeah, but I'm a sucker for red hair." "Yes," she replied, "I can see it has an effect on you." At that point I noticed my normally flaccid self had sprung to life. I wasn't fully erect, but obviously on the way. About this time my wife walks out of the pool, notices my "state" and says, "Watch where you point that thing, mister." I was mortified. I quickly toweled off, put on my shorts (which was all I was wearing that day) and went inside. Soon, I was back on course and thinking of things much safer! The mother and daughter stayed for a while, getting in and out of the pool but made sure not to look. Some time after dinner, as we were all sitting on the back porch naked alternating between sitting and swimming, the host of the house mentioned she had a massage table and asked if I wanted a massage. I personally, don't like them all that much, but I love to give them. That's what I said and suddenly everyone was asking if I'd give them a massage. I was stuck. So, the host brought out the table and her oils and I started giving massages, first to the host. She isn't the most beautiful woman in the world, but she is elegant. She has reached the age where her body has grace without concern for being perfect, and I guess in it's own way is perfect. I then gave a massage to the teenager's mother. She is not particularly slender but in good shape. Her muscles obviously still get worked out, but there is still parts with softer edges. When I give a massage I tend to zone out on the world around and focus on the muscles I'm working on. When I was working on the mother's thighs I noticed her pubic hair glistened in the porch light. It had been some time since she'd been in the pool so the glint caught my attention. She was moist; she was excited. The idea she was excited, excited me and I started to respond accordingly, sending blood away from my arms and down to my groin. As I zoned away from the massage and focus my thoughts on her mound, the mother asked if I did special requests. "Sure, what is it?" I asked, not thinking what she might mean. Suddenly, her daughter cried out, "Mother, you're such a letch." I didn't connect the two until the mother spread her legs and asked if I'd work on some of the internal muscles. I hemmed and hawed for a bit (fully erect now) but finally blurted out, "actually, I don't do that kind of massage. At least not with anyone but my wife." The teen's mother turned her head to me with pouting lips, noticed my erection and said, "Are you sure I can't convince you?" and with that reached out to grab me. Her hand was warm and cold at the same time. My member flexed in appreciation. I jerked away. "Yes, I'm quite sure." My wife was sitting there noticing my erection and her touching it. She wasn't smiling. I didn't need to give my wife the idea I was more interested in this teenager's mother's crotch than was already apparent. Fortunately, the lady got the hint and I was able to finish the massage and relax. My wife, who had her hackles raised by the whole incident, was also beginning to return to normal, smiling at me again. My wife was the next massage. I spent a fair amount of time with her trying to make sure we were still on an even keel, that she understood she was the most important person I would touch that night. She responded nicely to the touch, occasionally subtly reaching out to touch me member letting me know she was ok. The next massage was the daughter. The massage was pretty normal. All went well until I started working on her thighs. I was standing at knee level with the leg raised so her hips were slightly spread. The view was enough to cause my imagination to run wild and with it the blood flow. Nothing was said so it soon passed and I thought the worst was over. Then came the husband of the house. I didn't know he was gay at the time. He is stilled married to the host, but they have an "understanding" about his need for other relationships. I work on his back and all was normal. When I started to work on his front the conversation turned to sex. I suppose it was a natural place for the conversation to go (eventually), but as it turned to sex and the husband contributed it became apparent he was aroused. Someone mentioned my erection earlier in the day and he commented, "Yes, you do have a lovely cock." It was about this time I was working on his upper thighs. My hand brushed against his cock and suddenly his was coming to life. As I mentioned earlier, I don't "do" those kinds of requests, so I tried to avoid touching him anywhere but on the thighs. However, as the conversation went on, so did his erection. Until finally the teen's mother said, "Wow, what a lovely cock you have." The guy replied, "Thank you. It's really aching to be touched. hint hint." I got the hint but wasn't willing to comply. I blushed furiously, but I couldn't manage to say anything, I just kept massaging his thighs. The teen's mother then retorted, "Yeah, that's what I wanted too, but he doesn't do those requests." I looked up and she was subtly fingering herself watching the guy's member and my hands. The host then said, "I'd help you out of this but my hands just don't have the same effect. So, either you can ignore him or you can take care of him. But there's not much other choice." At this point I looked over at my wife. She had cocked one leg up over the arm of the chair was not so subtly playing with herself. I tried to catch her eyes, but she was fixed on the guy's erect member. Thinking the only way I was going to get her attention, I moved one hand to the base of his cock and gave a slow stroke. His abs tensed and his cock pulsed with the touch. My wife's eyes got wide and her pussy lips gushed with sudden excitement. She then looked at me. Our eyes fixed and in a moment I knew she wanted me to "finish the job." So, I continued to stroke his cock. The teen's mother quickly shouted out, "Hey, you wouldn't do that for me." "Yes," I replied, "but you seem to be doing a nice job on your own." With that she blushed. Everyone turned to look at her hand at her crotch. Her face went bright red and she moved her hand up to along her thigh. "That's ok," I continued, "my wife is doing the same thing." For some reason my wife was unaware of my comments. She hadn't looked over at the teen's mother, or noticed after my second comment that everyone was now looking at her fingering herself. She was not being subtle about it either. Her fingers were "going to town." "My," said the host. "We don't normally get that much activity out here by the pool. But, as long as everyone is having a good time." She chuckled and moved a hand to her own crotch. My hand movements got stronger and I could feel the guy was about to cum. As the whole party sat and watched his body flexed. Streams of white spewed out over his chest and across his shoulder. My wife's fingers were intent on matching the energy as her own orgasm forced her eyes closed and her head back. The host was more demure, fingering her self into a pleasant state. The teenager's mother was like my wife, "going to town" and eager to go over the edge. The daughter just sat there with her legs crossed reading a magazine. I didn't finish the massage, as that pretty much finished the husband off. He slowly went flaccid and just laid on the table. I stood there, enjoying the site of the women and their fingers. When I realized I was fully erect, my wife had collapsed in her chair, legs spread. The teen's mother was still searching for the edge but was getting pretty close. The host had gotten up to get a drink from the kitchen. The daughter, still reading, said, "Are you gay, too?" "No," I laughed. "I don't have a problem helping a fellow out, but it's not something that turns me on particularly. "So why do you have an erection?" "Because of the lovely sight of you women." I motioned with my head to the vision of both my wife and her mother sitting there spread wide open. "You like that?" the daughter asked. "Yes! I love the taste of a woman." "So, are you going to masturbate now?" she said as she noticed I was beginning to rub my own cock. "You know, I hadn't thought about it. But I think I'll have a snack first." and with that I moved around the table and kneeled before my wife. I slowly leaned forward and began tasting the juices she had so carelessly spread about. THE END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 15