Chapter 18: Olivia’s Massage

Max was in the hot tub with Jackie when I came up the stairs. He was on the far side of the circle from her, which I wouldn’t have expected from the horny old bastard. I was also more than somewhat surprised Jackie had gotten into the water with Max. Since both were naked. Jackie did look nervous when I first saw her but the nervousness melted away when she saw me. I wondered where Olivia was. I was sure the only way Jackie would’ve gotten in the tub with Max was if Olivia had been there also, initially.

Not seeing her I naturally asked Max, “Where is your lovely wife?”

“She said she had a stressful day. She is calling the masseur.” Max replied. “She said shopping is hard work.”

“Couldn’t she have done that from here?” I asked.

“She could but likes her table when getting a massage. She is having the masseur bring it up from our room.” Max explained. Shortly after the blonde came bounding up the stairs her young firm tits jiggling with each step. I saw the black-headed man carrying a table a few steps behind her through her legs just below the “W” her pussy lips made.

I was happy when I saw the man fully. He was only in a towel. I don’t think I could have gotten any luckier. Below his towel, I imagined there was nothing, which aligned perfectly with what I had told Jackie. A completely dressed massage therapist would’ve made it evident, I lied back in D.C. And now wasn’t the time for the truth.

She stepped into the hot water smiling at the three of us. She looked at Jackie, “Max has been a gentleman while I was gone?”

“Yes a perfect gentleman,” she replied.

“That is no like him,” Olivia stated. “Must be thinking about refinery. I can’t get any from him when he is thinking about refinery.”

“No I am not thinking about the refinery,” Max stated. “Joe hasn’t said I could bed her.”

“What?” Jackie said agitatedly.

“Later,” I said to her. She opened her mouth to say something but closed it without saying a thing. For once, it only took a look from me of ‘don’t say anything.’

The massage table was set up before Olivia climbed out saying, “Rauf you are the best.” She got up on the table laying on her stomach but not before she grabbed Rauf’s covering. He didn’t do anything once his average-sized uncircumcised dick hung down with nothing covering it. He waited for Olivia, and once she stopped moving he began his massage. While he stood at the head of the table working on Olivia’s shoulders her hand was working on his balls.

Olivia’s playing with Rauf’s nut sack had his dick grow, which was her intention. She kept playing with the man’s balls and breathing on his stiffened cock. She kept him close to her lips but far enough away his dick wouldn’t touch them. She was teasing the man, while he gave her a rub down. For ten minutes she kept the man hard but little else while he ran his hands over her back, and down her sides. Leaning far over her, he began kneading first one of her lusciously rounded ass cheeks then the other. But not before he had pulled her cheeks apart giving Max a flash of her bunghole. She finally said, “The other end now.”

The nude man nodded and started to the far end of the table. It was then I understood why Olivia liked her massage table. Her legs spread wide apart and the table seemed to go with them. There was nothing in the way as the man, with strong hands, walked up between her legs. He rubbed and squeezed Olivia’s shapely calf, before moving up further to her thigh. He rubbed it and stroked the smooth inner skin of her thigh getting close but not too close to her pussy lips that hadn’t dried since leaving the hot tub. She again played a game with Rauf. He would get close to her cunt and she would roll her thighs in signaling him to go no further. After he moved his hands down away from the forbidden area, Olivia would say, “Higher”

Rauf would move his hands back up closer to her cunt only to have her roll her thigh inward stopping the man’s progress to her pussy. She would again say “Higher” She did this for a couple of minutes but each time she let him get a little closer to her box. I was amazed at the man’s self-control. I would’ve had my fingers so far up her holes she would’ve been gnawing on my fingernails from the inside. When his fingertips did actually brush her labia she again demanded, “The other leg now.”

Rauf turned and placed his hands on her ankle starting the process all over again. Having seen this show already once, Jackie stood up declaring, “I’m going down for a thirty-minute nap. Are Max and Olivia joining us for dinner?”

“No,” Max stated straight away. “Olivia will be tied up most of the evening. Thank you for the offer.”

Jackie looked as if she didn’t fully understand Max and would ask Max to elaborate. Thank goodness she didn’t, I’m not sure she would have liked the answer. It was not something lost in translation. Having talked with Max I knew Olivia would be in cuffs with her legs tied to the massage table long before we left for dinner. And she’d likely be there long after we got back.

Jackie started down the stairs saying, “You’re welcome. Maybe another time.” She was gone and out of earshot a few seconds later.

Max smiled big at me for reasons he made clear. “Come Joe do something for me like I did something for you.”

“What did you do Max?” I was suspicious of the man. Though by all accounts, he seemed as honest as one could expect from a petro-chem executive.

“You told me, you had Jackie believe massage was given naked. Did you not?” Max asked

“Yeah, I probably shouldn’t have,” I said honestly, since the day before we had swapped stories of women we had talked into some form of sex.

“I help keep up the story for you. Rauf wanted his young daughter in private school. Now she will be.” Max said with some pride. “And Olivia got to play.”

“Thank you, Max you shouldn’t have,” I said with the sincerest appreciation.

“Yes, now you do something for me,” Max repeated his earlier request.

After what he had done how could I refuse? I just hoped he didn’t want my blessing to screw Jackie or want me to kill someone. “Sure what can I do?”

“You can fuck my wife while she sucks me,” the old guy said going to the head of the table. “If dinner is short, she will still be here ready for a second fucking and deposited semen.”

It had to be the oddest favor that had ever been asked of me. Though the feeling Max was trying to breed his wife with me was for the most part an established fact. “I’ll try to make it back,” I stated standing up and letting the hot water run off my body. Any water going down my abdomen was parted by my dick that was solid just at the thought of screwing Olivia again.

Olivia got into the conversation, “Do my shoulders while you screw me. Jackie said you have magic hands.” She spread her legs wider waiting for my approach. Rauf was evidently familiar with this game. And stood out of the way as I approached hard dick in hand. Max’s mostly hard dick was already between Olivia’s lips when I parted her nether lips with my cock head. I greased my wet dick up with the lubricant dripping from her slit. I stroked through the lube applicator a couple of times hitting her clit with my dick head on each.

The slurping from the other end of the table was happening fast and loud before I entered her. She had purred when I lined my dick head up with her vagina’s opening putting the tip in. Her fattened labia were hugging the rim of my helmet sending shivers through me. The skin of her shoulders was smooth as a baby’s butt in my hands. Her low moan may have been for my massaging her shoulders and neck. But they were in the end, handholds. I yanked on them while thrusting my hips forward.

She was just as tight as she had been the day before and just as silky. My dick rocketed through her passageway until our groins collided with a smack. Her moan became an “Umph” at the sudden filling. Even her grunt was cut off short by my driving her further onto Max’s rod. I dislodge from her almost as quickly as I had stretched her love canal. She whined an “Auh” around Max’s prick.

I pulled on her shoulders again hammering our sexes together driving my cock far into her. The walls of her sheath contracted hard about me trying to protect her cervix from a pummeling. It didn’t work. But the extra tightness in her satin-feeling vagina buffeting my head and shaft, before they ran hard into the protruding gate, made the neurons in my brain want more of the erotic sensations. She again grunted loudly being driven forward.

Max had timed his thrust with mine stopping much of Olivia’s forward momentum. His balls swung slapping the skin under her chin while mine popped against her clitoris. Her hands seized Max’s hips driving him backward as her head snapped back from the combined crushing. She grunted out and choked down air after it had been driven from her when Max’s dick no longer plugged her throat.

Max’s groans blended with Olivia’s grunts and whines from his fingers wrapped in her hair yanking her head down on him. While I had her shoulders driving her backward only long enough for my pelvis’s crash into her fattened pussy lips driving her back the other way. A few minutes in, Max groaned shoving his hips forward while arching his back and uttering, “Ой чёрт.” His whole body convulsed bringing semen from his old nut sack out into Olivia’s waiting throat.

I held off driving my cock in and out of her pussy while Max delivered his spunk into his wife’s throat. He was done fairly quickly after his orgasm started. Olivia was sucking the last of the seed from her husband’s shrunken dick. “О, какой хороший сосунок члена,” Max said to the top of the blonde’s head. He saw I had stopped, “She that good a fuck, also?”

“Oh yeah, she is great. And if you don’t mind I’m not near finished with her.” I said moving my hips scarcely at all.

Max’s shrinking dick passed out of Olivia’s lips, as I ground my cock into her. It was enough to make Olivia moan, “Ah yes use me.” I knew then she hadn’t reached the heights of pleasure she was capable of.

Max said stroking his wife’s face, “You heard the pretty lady. Use her, she is your cum dumpster. Cum in her all you want. Later you can spunk on her anywhere you want. I know she’ll love it.”

Almost on queue, she looked over her shoulder at me, “Mmm I love the feel of a man shooting in me.” She moved her hips in a little circle, enticing me.

I quickly slammed my dick back in her, my balls pounding her clit. I, just as quickly, yanked my cock out of her body, so I could cram it back in hard and fast. “Then you’re gonna love all the nastiness I’m gonna load you with.”