Chapter 6

She said, “That’s all well and good, but-I-hurt, Bill. My muscles really hurt from working out.”

I said, “OK, go and take two aspirin, then meet me in the living room. Just wear your panties. I bought those books on sex we have been reading. One of them is about massage. I figure I can do a massage. The book’s mostly pictures, after all.”

I moved the cushions off the couch and made a bed on the floor with them. I put some sheets over it to keep oils off the cushions. I knew baby oil could be messy and stayed on you seemingly forever. I chose to use some coconut oil we bought in St. Augustine. Wendy had been using it as a natural moisturizer. It’s said to have a neutral PH, whatever that was. She had heard somewhere that baby oil was made from crude oil.

I opened the book and scanned the first page or two. Wendy entered the living room, and I had her lie down on her stomach. The book had me start on the back to relax her. There were many different things you did to other areas of the back. You did a couple of things to the spine. There were the sides of the back.

Then there are different techniques used on the meaty parts of the back. Bill did the back as the books said, and he appreciated the beauty of her back. He knew her other parts would be a lot more fun.

We were both worked up when I got to her ass. I took the towel off her ass and skinned her panties off. I performed several techniques on her glutes, and her round butt cheeks called out to me. Sam must have heard the moans and groans from Wendy as I worked. She came out to watch. She sat on one of the chairs as I massaged Wendy’s thighs with her upper thighs and legs spread wide open. What a view she must have!

I occasionally rubbed around her anal area. It seemed Wendy had some hidden desires back there. If I wasn’t hard before ... she has a great ass. The soft skin and feminine legs set her curvy ass off. I could only imagine fucking that ass. Her muscles would crush me.

I concentrated on her poor inner thigh muscles and the area immediately on either side of her vagina. The book called it a vagina. I thought it was prime Grade A certified heavenly pussy, myself. The books had me work this area without touching anything in her slit. Besides a lot of moans, there were a lot of sighs and whimpers.

Sam spent as much time looking at my cock as she did watch me rub Wendy. It seems I had become excited while working on my sweety. Dicky was standing tall at attention through my boxer slit. I worked on her thighs and slowly went down her legs. I had her turn over on her back. Oh, the view!

I did one foot first and then the other. I worked my way up her body until I got to the good part. I jumped up to massage her face to hear a loud complaining whine. A few tiny rubs and rolls of her facial muscles surprised her at how much it relaxed her. I did a quick job on her head, gently pulling her hair to stretch the skin a little. Then I gently massaged her ears. I returned to her face and her nose, lips, and chin.

I massaged her neck. It’s strange, but she has a sexy, feminine, soft neck, which did nothing for my condition. Wendy’s skin is smooth, and her natural body smell is an aphrodisiac to me. Her clear, light complexion is perfection, and the feel of her is just so touchable. She’s so endearing. Her body talks to me on some other level. I want this woman.

The weird part of massaging her chest was all the different things they had me do first. I spent an excessive amount of time just avoiding her tits. First, I rubbed the muscles above them, Then the sides, avoiding her tit area and nipples.

Then the book had me go to town, exciting her titties. I used the suggested times and different techniques, using my hands only. She was sobbing in need. Her aches and pains were a distant memory.

Her moans, groans, and other sounds were because I had her so turned on. She had never been this excited in her life. If she wasn’t my woman thoroughly before, this cinched the deal. She was mine; conversely, her body had made me hers. I enjoyed her vibrating under my hands.

I massaged her stomach, doing several things there. Then I got to her lower abdomen and finally to her vulva. This was getting excruciating for both of us. Maybe Sam too. I massaged Wendy’s vulva for some time, avoiding her actual pussy. I didn’t know you could do these things. There are a hundred and one ways to manipulate a woman’s vulva.

Suddenly she cried out, and her whole body lurched and jumped about as she had a long explosive orgasm. I did get a knee on my ribs as she flailed about. Up until now, I had not touched any inner pink flesh. I gently rubbed her sex for her as she continued to convulse and thrash about on the couch. She had a long, slow cum, and I could tell it was earth-shattering for her.

I worked on her pussy for some time. When her orgasm tapered off, I got on the floor and stuck my tongue in her. Then I lapped at her little man in the boat. I licked and sucked her through several lesser cums until she stopped me.

She said, “Sorry, sorry, I can’t take another one, Honey. I’m going to go and take a nap. Sammy will help you, Bill. She has wanted a taste of you for a while now. Go ahead. She and I talked about it.

After what you did, I know I’m yours, and you’re mine. Few manly men would spend two hours worshiping a woman’s body like that. I L you to hell and back, Bill. Sammy only wants to borrow you once in a while.”

I said, “I L you to hell and back, too, sweetheart. Are you sure about this with Sam?”

She said, “Yes. Put the poor girl out of her misery,” then Wendy walked down the hallway to our room. I heard the door shut.

I said to Sam, “You’re good with this?”

She said, “Oh heck, yes, I am. You’re the first man I ever wanted to touch me. Maybe I’m picky, but your body is the only one I have ever liked to admire. Seeing you in your boxers almost daily has driven me crazy.”

I said, “Lady’s choice. What would you like me to do?

She said, “I want to sit on you with you inside me. Can we start with that?”

I said, “OK, let’s put the cushions back on the couch.”

“Good idea.”

After we finished rearranging things, I pulled my shorts off and sat down on the couch on a folded sheet. Samantha knee-walked up to me and put me at her opening. It was my first up-close look at her pussy. She has a long pussy with a thick bush of brown curly hair.

Sam’s cunt was sopping wet. She took me in one smooth stroke. She’s a bit loose compared to Wendy. It’s sweltering inside her. I had wondered what it would be like with her. Most men look at women and wonder how that woman would feel when they enter them. That first thirty seconds of entry is the manifestation of the whole act for me. What does it feel like as I sink into her? This is, after all, the most intimate thing two people can do. She shifted until I was at the end of her pussy tunnel, tapping at the end.

Wendy occasionally bottoms out when I am in her, and she hates the feeling of me tapping at the end of her pussy tunnel. I have to control my strokes with her. Wendy is often on top, so she controls her depth then.

Sam appears to like grinding on my dick head with me at the far end of her cunt. She put her head into the crook of my neck and made tiny little noises as she barely moved on me. Is she rubbing her cervix, maybe? The feeling was a little uncomfortable, rubbing my glans as she was doing. She liked it, so it was worth the discomfort. It felt like my pee hole was being held wide open, which was very strange.

She stayed that way for a while, just rubbing. I couldn’t cum because it was a tiny bit uncomfortable. There was no natural fucking feeling with her brief little strokes. I felt like she was only marinating my pickle. I knew she was rubbing her clit slowly on my pelvis. After massaging Wendy sexually for so long, I wanted to pop my cork badly now.

I pushed her back a few inches and placed my lips on hers. She didn’t know how to kiss very well. I commenced to teach her. Sam was not exactly a virgin, but she had little experience. She returned my kisses, which excited her, and she got much more into it.

I found out later that Bob had not been much of a kisser. He stuck it in and fucked. He was in no way affectionate. He squeezed her tits a couple of times and fucked her. That was his entire repertoire. She was a piece of meat to him. She looked very nice, so like a shiny bauble, he had wanted her. After he had her a few times, her shininess was lesser somehow.

I pushed Sammy’s hips back a few inches and started pulling her into me and pushing her back again. Shit, Sammy didn’t know how to move during a fuck. Bob did the moving, and in no time, they were done. She never got into it. He had not guided her at all. She had the desire but never had completion.

I extrapolated that her dates all enjoyed her beauty visually. When she had been with a man, she didn’t know how to get her off. Nobody had tried. The poor girl had never had a real experience with a man. She’s been treated like a fuck toy. Well, she knows how to fuck now!

Oh, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, oh god, shit, shit, feels so goood, uhh, uh, uh uh, fuck me Bill, fuck me, fuck me, fuck fuck fuck MEEEeeeeeeeeeeeee oh god, oh god, ohhhhhhhh.

Halfway through her orgasm, I started pulling her butt cheeks apart with each stroke. Then I pulled her in tight. I could tell by how she jerked around when I did it; she had her own little ass fetish. I was unsure if she feared her bummy being touched intimately or if it excited her. I know it animated her to new heights.

I lightly touched her asshole, which set her off again like a sledgehammer. This time I joined her. I let out one long groan as my seed burned into her. My balls had been hurting for a long time. After two and a half hours of playing with Wendy and now Sam, had my cum so thick it didn’t want to flow. Of course, I stayed rock-hard inside her. We stopped for a while to slow our breathing and heart rates down.

New pussy always being good pussy, an old army saying, I wanted more. I stood up with her clutched to me, then positioned her on the floor. Until now, she had been slowly moving, and I had guided her movements.

On the floor, I could grind my pelvis right on her cunt in the exact correct spot. I shifted higher, so my dick was in constant contact with the top of her cleft; hence I gave her nubbin a constant rubbing on every movement. I sucked a nipple into my mouth and sucked it and its neighbor to beat hell as I pounded myself into her.

Slap, slap, slap, the steady noise of my pace and her cries and moans were getting my motor going again. I knew I needed a second cum.

A steady stream of UNH, UNH, UNH’s was coming out of her as I pounded her cunt. I fucked the shit out of her for quite a while as she murmured and whimpered underneath me. Eventually, my carnal pounding of her cunt won out.