Sensual Massage

One of my most enjoyable fantasies....

Just wear a nice sundress and a pair of heels tonight, baby... we're going to Michael and Jill's house tonight for a little get together.

A nice casual evening always sounded like fun. But for him to tell me to just put on a sundress and heels had an interesting little twist to it. I went into the bedroom to change and fix my hair. I had a sundress that he loved on me... a nice black jersey tank with a low cut front and just sheer enough that when lit from behind, you could see the outlines of my body. He always loves to take me for a late afternoon stroll on the seawall in this dress and enjoy all the glances from passersby as they look at me and try to pretend not to notice. He loves showing me off and I must admit it is one of the little naughty pleasures of our marriage.

We arrived at our friend's house and most everyone was out back around the pool drinking margaritas and picking from a plate of hors d'oeurvres. Most of the women were in pretty evening dresses or shorts and heels. We walked over to greet our hosts. Jill gave me a long, tight hug and winked at me ... Michael hugged me and grabbed my ass and said, "Thanks, Dee!". Hmmmm.... I wonder what's going on tonight? I looked at R and he gave me one of his, "...yes..." looks. Oh well... no panties, I should have known...

The evening wore on and we made the rounds and laughed and talked to some friends and met some new people. It was a lot of fun, one of those evenings when the sun sets and the sky turns gold and the air smells green and clean. I was invigorated outside and had almost forgotten the little winks and sideways smiles and the "thanks". The lights came on and I was enjoying the strings of round golf ball sized lights that Mike and Jill had strung over their yard since we'd been there last. R came up to me and handed me another margarita and I was starting to feel no pain whatsoever... I reached down and slipped off my heels and walked into the grass barefoot. R walked over to me and kissed me and wrapped his arm around my back and waist. I always melted when he did that... he worked out and took good care of himself and that strong arm on me just made me lose any will I may have ever had.

"Let's go in the house, babe". He smiled and kissed me again and let his hand slide down to cup my ass. I wound my arms about his neck and said, "okay, babe... whatever you want me to do, you know I'll do for you".
"That's my good girl...."

We went in the house and lots of people were in the living room. It seemed that they may have been waiting for us to come in, because everyone smiled and toasted us as we came through the doors into the house.
"We're going to put on a little show with you tonight, babe. Jill thought it would be a fun idea... Michael asked me and I said you'd love it".
"who...us? you and me?"
"No babe... just you... Im going to sit back and enjoy tonight."

I still had no idea what was going to happen, but in for a penny, in for a pound!

He walked me over to a large cocktail table that had been cleared and sat me down on the edge. Jill came over and laid a nice, big, soft beach towel on the table and R gently took my drink from my hand and laid me back onto the table. I knew what he wanted and raised my hands over my head and lifted my ass off the table. He slowly and sensuously slid my dress up my legs... I spread them slightly... and then up over my mons... my stomach... my breasts. I laid my ass back on the table and raised my shoulders and head and he slipped the dress off me completely. I laid back onto the table, nude, while the friends at the party admired me. Most of the men zeroed in on my boobs... touching them and squeezing them and feeling to see if they were "real".. (they are). The women touched my smooth mons and ran their fingers over my legs and hips. My legs were still very toned from years of yoga training and I was proud of them. My boobs had grown to size very early in life and I was completely used to men wanting to touch them. But having the women touch my legs and mons was very exciting. I opened my legs and they began to touch me there...

Eventually Jill felt like I had been felt off for long enough and asked everyone to take a seat or sit on the floor and enjoy the show. She had heated some olive oil and had it in a pretty clear glass bowl... she put in on the table by my nude and spread body. I had a pretty good idea of what was gong to happen then (I thought) and was ready to be sexed by as many men as R wanted to watch use me. But this was going to be a different kind of night, I was to quickly discover!

Ladies... you all know our lovely model tonight... Dee... she's a beautiful girl and is quite "highly sexed". At that remark everyone in the group started laughing and a bit of the tension was broken. I laid there with my legs open, my arms above my head and just smiled. Slowly Jill poured some of the warm oil onto my stomach and began to massage it into my skin. It felt delicious... all soft and wet and warm and smooth... he fingers felt good, too, and she massaged me very well... the fingertips pressing into me just enough to relax me and at the same time turn me on. She trailed her fingernails over my mons and down between the folds of my smooth opening... the tip of her finger just barely entering me. My gosh I was getting hot!! Someone do me quick!!

As Jill continued to rub oil onto my body she invited one of the other women over to touch me too... (what was her name... Amy? A-something?)... Whatever her name was, she didnt hesitate and sat beside me and dipped her hand into the warm oil and began to rub my stomach and up onto my breasts and shoulders and arms and neck. I laid back and closed my eyes and felt both women's hands touching me and caressing me and massaging me... Oh god, I think Im going to cum...

I could feel it building in me.... Jill must have been watching me because she slipped her fingers between my legs and I felt myself being spread and fingers slipping into my opening. In and out... up over my pretty little pink button, then back down and into me. (Oh god... yes... just like that...) Her fingers were slipping into me and out of me, rubbing me harder and faster... A-girl's hands were caressing my breasts, her fingers sliding up them as she squeezed... pulling them over my boobs and up to my nipples... squeezing my nipples perfectly and then back around to the fullness of my boobs. Every time she squeezed my nipples, I felt a little electric shock go through me. Jill's hands between my legs were taking me where I was a bit nervous to go in front of so many people, but finally I couldnt hold it back and longer and felt a hige warm orgasm wash over me. Andrea (yes, that's her name) leaned over and kissed me on the mouth as I came and one soft, warm, liquid-wet hand wrapped itself around my throat as I pushed myself into her and she kissed my soul.

After I had climaxed for them, I thought it was going to be over. I started to get up, but Jill placed her hand on my chest and held me down. Her other hand spread my legs open so everyone could see the evidence of my climax. She told the men it was eyes only tonight and that whoever of the rest of the women wanted to touch me next to come over. She stood and said she was going to get some more olive oil for me and that by the end of the evening my skin was going to be extra-special soft for R... she smiled at me and turned to walk into the kitchen.

As she left a woman I had only met briefly sat beside me and reached up to stroke my hair out of my face. She was a bit older.. like me, somewhere in her mid to late 50s and very elegant looking in a liquid silver evening dress and silver pump heels. I doubted she was wearing anything under her dress either and her boobs were big and just this side of matronly. She touched my breast and felt my nipple, giving it a tighter than usual squeeze and pull... then slid her hand down my stomach and across my mons. As she got to my opening, she pinched my clit between the nails of her thumb and finger and gave it a little squeeze. I moaned and she squeezed it harder... and a bit harder... and a bit harder... learning my limits and trying to see what I was going to do with a little bit of pain between my legs. She was a woman after my own heart and I promised myself then to give hubby a very good show. As she squeezed my clit, with her other hand, she touched my face and closed my eyes and ran her finger over my lips. I opened my mouth and she slid two fingers in and I started sucking them. I felt the pressure increase on my clit as I sucked her fingers... the nails digging into the soft flesh at the base of my clit. I knew I was going to cum for her... I knew she was going to make me cum. I opened my eyes briefly and looked into hers... and with her fingers in my mouth, I softly moaned, "hurt me". She pinched my clit harder and started rubbing the heel of her hand up and down between my legs. She pressed her fingers more deeply into my mouth and I felt the orgasm wash over me. I raised my hips up off the table as she pulled my clit to her and she held me in the pose until my stomach started to quiver, then let me back down onto the table. As she sat there, she softly stroked my breasts and stomach and hips as I gently moaned and enjoyed the afterglow of my second orgasm that night. I started to drift into a bit of a sleep as her hands warmed me. She leaned over and kissed me and I felt her fingers enter my opening. I squeezed them and I heard her whisper into my ear, "let's get together again soon, dear... I'll call your husband and set up an evening with you." I smiled and she rose to take her place back among the watchers.

Hubby came over to me and raised my head and gave me a drink of a margarita and slipped a valium between my teeth. He told me the evening was just getting started and kissed me. I looked up into his eyes and smiled. I looked up at him and laid back on the table, spreading my legs and raising my hands above my head - and waited for the next hands to touch me. Again and again and again they sat by me and felt me and touched me and made me orgasm for them. After what must have been several hours, I was pretty well used up and they brought out a magic wand (my favorite toy). They tied my legs and arms to the table and began to take turns using the wand between my legs... making me cum... taking my orgasms from me... forcing them from me. I was saturated with warm olive oil from the top of my head to the bottoms of my feet, the oil mixing with sweat and cum between my legs, the women making me into nothing more than a sex doll... an orgasm doll...

Through the next painful orgasm - given to me by the silver lady again (god, how many times had she done me that night..?) - I tried to remember to thank hubby tomorrow...

xoxox, dee