2 comments/ 50851 views/ 23 favorites Michelle's 4-Handed Massage By: flabuf Dear readers: I hope you enjoy this mostly recent piece in the 'Michelle' series. Enjoy it, vote for it if you want (I find the vast majority of readers don't give stories a rating), and if you truly like it, make it a 'favorite' -- that's the measure that I go on in writing. Comments are (almost) always appreciated. Flabuf Forward Statistics show that the average man sleeps with seven women in his lifetime. I am NOT that man. My sexual experiences have been many and varied, some seriously kinky, the one thing that has eluded me for my lifetime though was having a menage a trois This drought ended one weekend in spectacular fashion. Michelle and I always had a very sexual relationship from the very first night I met her. I remember that evening as if it were yesterday watching her come down the steps at her friend's townhouse and thinking that she was amazingly beautiful. Having a wonderful dinner and then haven taken her back to her friend's townhouse where 1st and 2nd base were reached easily and willingly by both of us, to the second evening when we first made love and the third day which included her first anal experience. That part of our lives never slowed down. Sometimes we made love, sometimes we fucked, sometimes it was in my bedroom or hers and others over the hood of the car, in the backseat, an open field or airport parking lot. She met me naked under a coat when I flew up to New York, in a corset, garters and stockings when I came home for dinner in Florida. We had a sex chair on the lanai where we played with positions, her sitting on top of me, bent over the back doggy style, legs over the arms of the chair me giving her head, kneeling in front of me deep throating, her sitting on me taking it up her gorgeous ass. This chair had seen it all. Nor was any particular room off limits the bedroom, the shower, the kitchen, pool table, living room we made love or fucked like banshees in all those places. When she showed me she was reading the book '50 Shades of Grey' I started to read it and thought I can write better and started writing her erotic stories, porn actually, and started posting them here. Michelle loved them putting herself in the place of the protagonist in my stories. While the stores themselves were fiction, the fantasies were real, always based on something that one or the other of us had experienced. Should you chose to read the story 'Michelle and the Trash Men' it's a fantasy born of her fascination with garbage men and the process of gathering trash. She really does love the process and runs to the window to watch them as they do their job. 'Michelle at Fisheating Creek' came from my days riding a Harley chopper and having gone to a phenomenal party at Fisheating Creek, Florida. Each of the stories has some connection. While this story is also fiction, it is based on an event that happened in our life some time ago. Oh there are definitely bits where I used artistic license and names and places have most definitely been changed as they say to protect the not so innocent, but the basics of the story are what actually happened one weekend in the lives of Robert and Michelle. Also, while Michelle and I have talked extensively about the experience, I have no idea what 'Marco' actually thought so the thoughts are what I would have had, had I been him. Please enjoy reading it as much as we enjoyed experiencing it. It started with a thought. Robert thought it would be fun to set up a 4-handed massage with Michelle which could turn out to be her first multiple guy experience. But where to look for such a situation. The answer came to him quickly, they had planned a trip with his car club to Kissimmee where, with all that was going on there was an anonymity which would allow her to bypass her inhibitions and really let herself go and the idea took root and the pathway quickly set. "Michelle, have you ever had a 4-handed massage?" Robert asked. "No, what's that?" "You know, a massage where two masseurs work together to relax you and give you the massage of your life. I've had a few and, without exception, they've been great." Not knowing what was in store for her, but knowing that Robert was always thinking about what would excite her while keeping her safe, Michelle replied "No. I can't even imagine what that would be like, and I think' she paused, "I'd want you to be there with me." "That's what I thought you'd say." Robert replied. "I'll be there." "You'll be there?" "Yes, Sugarplum, I've got one set up for you on Sunday, after the run. You're going to have your first four handed massage with me and a male masseuse." Robert smiled knowing she was now going to head mentally into spaces she'd never been before in anticipation of what he'd planned. And with that short conversation, the adventure had begun. Michelle had opened up extensively since meeting Robert. Not that she'd ever been a prude, that just wasn't in her makeup. She loved being a woman, and an incredibly attractive one at that. With red to auburn hair, a Jayne Mansfield body, and a libido which matched any man's, Michelle was what most men dreamed of but would never, ever have the opportunity to actually encounter. Robert, who she met online, was the perfect foil to Michelle. Self assured and confident, good looking though not a Ken and Barbie sort of guy, he was an enigma. Quiet and reserved often, outspoken, extroverted, opinionated and alpha other times she never knew exactly what to expect with him. What she did know was that he was ahead of the game. That wherever she thought they were headed, whatever she thought was going to happen, whatever boundaries she thought were there, she was going to be surprised. He was going to break the boundaries down, head in a direction which she'd never headed before, and take her places she had no idea existed in real life. This was going to be one of those times. With that short conversation, Michelle's thoughts started to race, 'What is this going to be like? How does this work? Will I be naked? What are they going to do with me?' and, needing to know, she queried Robert all those things. "You'll enjoy yourself, Michelle. Don't worry. I'll be there." "Yes, you'll be naked and probably draped at least at the beginning." "All you have to do is relax and we'll do the rest." Michelle couldn't relax. There was no way given her need to know and she asked "Will he be naked too?" "and you?" "Perhaps, if that's your comfort zone... probably." 'Probably?' she thought. 'Probably?', and she tried to wrap her mind around this thought. That she'd be there, wherever 'there' was, laying on a massage table naked with Robert and this other guy, this masseur, perhaps naked also giving her a massage. Just the thought had Michelle getting wet. She couldn't help herself, her bodily functions were out of her control as was her body when she reached her 'zone'. Michelle had a zone. Not unlike that which Michael Jordan fell into when he had a 100 point game or Peyton Manning when he passed for over 300 yards in the playoffs. It was a zone. No-one could put a finger on it, or create it at will, but it was there. Only, for Michelle, the zone was one which was sexual. She would go into the zone when she smelled a man, put her hand on a cock, tasted precum, or when she was being manipulated by a man pinching her nipple, slapping her breasts, sucking on 'her', or being groped. She couldn't explain it, or control it. It just happened and it was happening now just thinking about what Robert had in mind for her... Going through the next few days was sweet agony for Michelle. Doing her daily routines, her power walk, taking the dog out, making sure that she had what she needed for dinner for Robert and her, her mind would wander and the thoughts would be invaded with the idea of her 4-handed massage. Would she start out laying down on her face, or her back? Will they cover her with a towel or a sheet? At least to begin with? And then it happened Robert sent her a text message: "Here's your other masseuse." with a photo. "Oh, my GOD!" Michelle's heart leaped and she felt her body tighten. Her eyes opened up wide. There, in front of her was a photo of a man from his belly button down to the top of his thigh... holding a sizeable cock. No face, no body, though she could tell he was in shape, just a hand, a dark cock with a pinkish head, and balls tight to his body. She moved the phone around looking closer, and further away focusing on this man's unit. She couldn't quite tell, was he uncut? If he was, his foreskin was pulled back over the head of this gorgeous unit. If not, well... She couldn't take her eyes off the photo, analyzing what she saw. He was certainly trimmed, not shaved but trimmed at least in this photo. He probably shaved his sac. Oh, and he trimmed his nails. (He trimmed his nails? Did I really think that? Robert sends me a photo of a man holding his cock, tells me this is the other masseur, and I notice his nails?") And then her phone vibrated again. Another text. No message, just a photo. Same man, same belly and same dark cock, but another pose. This one semi-erect his legs apart, his cock and balls hanging nicely. She studied this photo much as she had the first. She enlarged it pulling the sides of the photo toward the outside of her phone and staring. She could see the major vein running along the side and wrapping underneath his cock. It was bulging, pumping she thought. It tilted slightly to his left. She imagined it in her mouth... She texted Robert "Is he ours?" "Yes." the short reply. 'Oh my God!' she thought and her mind raced. 'It's so dark. Will I see him? Will he just 'be' there, hanging, while they give me a massage? How does this work?' and she called Robert needing to know. "Robert" her voice excited, "What's going to happen?" Calmly he replied "I don't know exactly. A lot of that is up to you." "Up to me?" "Yes. Whatever you are comfortable with. This is your time to experience two men away from home where you can be completely free. It's your opportunity to let everything go and just be you." She asked again "Will he be naked?" "I'm sure he will." her heart skipped a beat. Robert wasn't offering any information she didn't ask for, teasing her, knowing that she needed to know, that her mind was spinning out of control and she was excited. "And you, will you be naked too?" "Probably. Most likely we'll all three be completely undressed. You on the table and us massaging you." "Are you getting excited Michelle?" "Oh my GOD Robert. I'm so wet! I can't believe we're doing this .What's going to happen?" "The answer is, it's up to you. We'll start out with the massage and then we'll go wherever your comfort level allows." "Can I touch him?" "Of course." Michelle was now in a completely foreign place, her mind racing beyond anything she'd ever imagined even having read the stories that Robert had written her, stories of trash men, multiple partners, bondage, and exhibitionism, being abused in a bar in Daytona and anally fucked by a black man. All of these had excited her and she loved being the center of attention in every single one of them, but now, now she was going to actually BE there! 'Oh my God.' And it was going to be 2 days before it happened. Michelle couldn't contain her thoughts. Her mind raced with thoughts of what was going to happen and it was all completely a mystery. Michelle was no prude, and tended to be a bit of an exhibitionist, but she'd always been monogamous. Oh, she'd had her share of lovers going all the way back to high school, but this was something she'd never, ever considered. And now... and now it was becoming a reality. In two days! Two days to think about it. 'Oh My God!' Robert didn't say a thing the next day and it drove Michelle crazy. She had to know. Then, Saturday, the day of the encounter, he'd come home from his business trip and they hopped in the car to head to Kissimmee, an interminably long drive when there's so much anticipation. And then it happened. Robert had texted Marco to let him know they were on their way and halfway there he received a text back. 'Sorry, I was up way too late last night and have to cancel all my appointments today. Happy to reschedule for tomorrow.' Robert's disappointment was palpable, not only did they have the car guys to spend the weekend with, but they'd planned to visit friends on the other side of the state the next day and now scheduling might just be impossible. Michelle picked up on it. "What's up, Robert?" "He's cancelled for today." "WHAT?" "Oh my God. Now what do we do?" "We reschedule. I think we can work it in tomorrow before we head east. It can work." "Ok, but I don't know how much more I can take." with the emphasis on 'I'. The truth was, as difficult as it was, Michelle truly enjoyed the anticipation. And, fortunately, there were enough things going on for the next 24 hours that her mind would be occupied. Michelle took a breath, put her hand on Robert's lap and rubbed him solid "I am sooooo wet now." With that she pulled his zipper down and reached in his pants. Stroking 'him' to life Michelle unbuckled her seat belt and leaned across the console diving down on Robert's mast her flaming red hair glistening in the sunlight. She didn't care who saw her head in his lap, or what they thought, she had to have him in her mouth. If she couldn't get fucked RIGHT NOW, she'd do the next best thing and this was it. Over the time that she and Robert had been together Michelle's oral skills had improved significantly. She no longer touched him with her teeth and used only her lips and tongue on his sensitive skin. She also had reached the point where she could just barely take in his entire 8" length without gagging and that was a source of pride for her. Leaning over now, Michelle shifted in her seat kneeling instead of twisting sideways, her butt, unadorned by panties, completely exposed underneath the miniskirt she typically wore. A trucker in the right lane smiled and gave Robert a 'thumbs up' signal as he and Michelle passed slowly giving him a peep show which could have caused a major accident on I-75 had Robert not pulled ahead and out of view. Traffic though was getting heavy and the trucker soon pulled alongside again. As he did Robert smiled to himself 'I'd do that too if I were him.' he thought. And, as that thought crossed his mind he glanced up at the trucker again only to see someone leaning over the trucker's seat with a handy cam in her hand. 'That'll go well in someone's personal "MILF's Gone Wild" video.' he thought and held his speed steady. Michelle's head, bobbing on him caused her ass to bob similarly and Robert knew they were getting a good look at that flame red patch which, even trimmed, was so unique. Michelle, unaware of the trucker, engrossed in sucking Robert's cock, dove down as deeply as her throat and the contorted angle of her body over the console would allow, her right hand reached under Robert and played with his nuts. As she did this Robert reached over her back and, his finger moistened with his own saliva, pressed it into her rectum. He worked his finger in and out as the trucker's girlfriend filmed and when Michelle felt Robert's scrotum tightening she backed off his cock just a touch so she could taste his seed. Robert obliged and, though he'd never had a lot of cum, this time his ejaculation was one of his most powerful. Michelle could tell by the volume and the pulsing that this was one of those special moments. After the initial shot she quickly backed off and aimed his cock at her face where his jism landed first just over her right eye and then her nose and finally her lips. Michelle was in heaven. Still face in lap, Michelle wiped Robert's cum all over her face with his dick, dove on his cock again and pressed her face as deep as she could into his pubic hair. Robert pressed his finger deeply in Michelle's ass and now it was her turn. Her sphincter tightened around his knuckle and pulsed. She backed up and looked in Robert's face with the look of surprise, her eyes slightly rolled back and her mouth open. "I'm cumming!" her breathing in spurts until the convulsing ended and Robert pulled his finger out. He pressed it in again, and one more time before raising his arm allowing Michelle to sit up in her seat where she took his hand and plunged his finger into her mouth sucking it clean, circling it with her tongue and kissing it with her perfect lips. 'BLATTTTT!!' 'What the heck?' Michelle's mind raced, her heart leaped and her body tightened thinking they were going to get in an accident. Her first thought was 'How do I look?' 'BLATTTTT!! Michelle realized then that the blaring horn was to her right and she looked up where, face covered in cum, she looked directly into the camera. Another shock! Her mouth opened again in surprise, her eyes wide open, a quick inhale. 'What the heck?' again. Waving. They were waving at her with big smiles on their faces. Now, the thumbs up sign. Michelle felt her breasts swell with each breath as it expanded her chest and then released. 'Now what do I do?' 'Oh my God.' 'Is this going to get on the internet?' 'Who are they?' All those thoughts raced through and Michelle quickly turned to Robert, "How long have they been there?" "A while." his calm reply. "But... but, she took a video!" "Yeah. Do you want to stop and see if we can get a copy?" "WHAT?!?, A copy?!? NOOOO! I want the whole thing!" and just as she said that she noticed the 18 wheeler veering off the exit ramp while she and Robert were still doing 80 and knew there was no way of retrieving 'her' video. "Jesus Robert." she started, "you could have told me." "And what?" "Well... " Michelle thought, and then smiled "we could have used one of the bananas we brought to give them a real show, your finger in my ass and a banana up my pussy." "'That's my girl." he smiled, leaned over giving her a quick kiss on the cheek "always thinking of others." "You're pretty excited right now, aren't you?" "Oh my God Robert. I'm so wet I could fill a sink. My whole body is tingling and I can hardly breathe normal. My mind just doesn't know where to go." "Fortunately your mouth does." he chuckled. She smiled "Yeah. I love doing that. But I'm so excited I don't think I can wait until tomorrow." "Too bad." he shrugged, smiled, and pulled her close again giving her another quick peck. "That die is cast." The rest of the day where the guys and their lady friends, those who brought them, participated in several activities including go-karts, golf, and a shooting range, and the next morning with the group ride became a blur for Michelle and all of it was nearly forgotten when they approached the hotel where Marco was staying and plying his trade. "I'm so nervous. Are you sure this is alright?" part of Michelle wanted to run, to just call it all off. But the other part, the excited, adventurous, slutty, needing/wanting to be used part, that part was winning the internal tussle. Marco was late and, sitting there in the lobby, not wanting to be seen but not wanting to leave either, Michelle was visibly fidgeting. "I've got to get my lip gloss." They went back to the car, retrieved her gloss and Michelle checked her makeup. Going to her first threesome, she wasn't sure what to expect, but, she was going to look as good as she could no matter what. They sat again. And then he was there. Tall, good looking, dark skinned. Michelle's heart skipped. 'Oh My God... ' "Marco?" Robert said more than asked. "Yes. Sorry I'm a touch late. My last appointment lingered a bit." and the two shook hands Michelle just looking on, speechless. Marco checked the two of them out 'Yeah, I can do this.' he thought to himself. Marco was bi-sexual and looking at Michelle and Robert, even though Robert was a fairly handsome man, he knew which direction he would head. 'Damn! She's stunning!' he thought... 'and he's paying me to play with them? Life is GOOD! I am soooo going to fuck this woman.' Michelle's 4-Handed Massage "Shall we go up?" Marco's invitation staying cool. Robert smiled, "We're ready." though Michelle thought to herself 'I'm not ready!' then, 'This is it. I'm really going through with this. Oh my god... oh my god.' They followed Marco to his rented hotel room where, to Michelle's discerning eye everything wasn't perfect. The massage table was there and the TV turned to a music channel playing soothing music, but to her chagrin the bed wasn't made and that disturbed her. "So how are you doing?" Marco's simple question. "We're doing well, though I'm thinking Michelle is somewhat surprised by the surroundings." Michelle, her mind racing, didn't know what to think. Seeing the massage table RIGHT THERE in the studio apartment sized hotel room and an unmade bed just past with a TV on playing background music. She focused on the bed 'It's unmade! Someone's already been here. That's not clean.' But here she was with Robert and ... this dark, tall, handsome man. And she was going to get a massage, and ... what? She heard Marco say something and Robert respond but the truth was she was so overwhelmed with thoughts, sights, and unknowing that she didn't hear a word of their conversation until Marco said "Shall we get started?" 'Oh, that means me... Well, here goes.' and, without knowing really what she was doing, but trusting Robert, and ready -- as ready as she was ever going to get to be with two men she first looked around for a place to change but not seeing anything she started to undress 'right there, in front of them'. Pulling her top over her head she closed her eyes for the moment and when it was off and she opened them again she saw Marco staring at her breasts. She thought 'This is really it. I'm going to be naked in front of this stranger with Robert watching.' She started to unzip her miniskirt and watched as both Robert and Marco started undressing too. 'Oh My God! They're really going to be naked too!' It was a quick realization and one which she noticed she had as she was stepping out of her mini-skirt before pulling off her panties. 'Well, here I am!' Almost automatically Michelle lifted herself up onto the massage table and lay face down. She had looked for a sheet, a towel, or even a wash cloth but there was nothing there, nothing to cover her at all. 'Ok, ok... breath... relax. Ok.' She lay there, head in the cradle, legs together, hands parallel to her body, palms up and on the sides of the massage table. Marco had watched Michelle intently as she undressed and couldn't believe his good luck. Michelle truly was gorgeous with all the right places to be voluptuous, a flat belly, 36 breasts which were C+ in size and adorned with pink nipples. Then there was the hair. 'Wow!' Marco had seen lots of pubic hair in his profession, but this was something else. The reddest hair he'd ever seen. It was like Michelle's triangle was on fire, and, truth be known, it was. Michelle was almost dripping already in anticipation of what was soon going to be a reality. 'I am going to enjoy playing with this.' he thought. Marco and Robert, now naked, moved to the sides of the table and Michelle couldn't tell which was where until Marco spoke. "Just follow my movements, Robert." Just then, as Marco was speaking, she felt a hand on her left ankle, her leg lifted slightly and pulled toward the edge of the massage table. This followed by an identical movement of her right ankle and leg. She was now not only uncovered, but slightly spread apart, her pussy and ass completely exposed, the air cool on those parts. And then it started. Marco on the left, Robert on the right, each having warmed the Biotone massage cream in their palms and, using both hands, palm down one hand just in front of the other starting an upward stroke from her calf on up her thigh to her perfectly shaped ass. Smoothing the stroke outward from there Michelle felt her buttocks completely opened and then the pressure released only to have the stroke repeated again and again. With four hands stroking her this way the sensation was almost unreal. Almost sensory overload. Each time they reached her buttocks the stroke moved closer and closer to the cleavage there and pulled her ass cheeks ever more outward with that portion of the stroke. 'They can see everything!' Michelle was torn between the wonderful sensation of having 4 hands stroking her legs so firmly and the incredibly horny thought that she was getting wet exposing herself to this strange man in front of Robert. And the stroke changed. Now each of the men had their hands on her calves thumbs to the outside and fingers to the inside and were 'churning' her calf, one hand pulling outward while the other moved the opposite direction. As this stroke moved upward Michelle could feel herself getting into the massage, relaxing, enjoying. She breathed out almost a sigh when she felt one of the hands, which was it? grazing her labia and then sliding over the rosebud of her anus before the stroke started again. 'Ok, ok... who was that? Ok... I'm going to figure this out.' and as she tried to concentrate on the next stroke, just as the stroke was getting to the intersection of her legs something else distracted her. On her left, it was her left wasn't it? A cock brushed her hand and lay there. On her open hand. 'That's Marco's side!' Feeling the weight there she instinctively wrapped her hand around his girth. 'Oh...' Michelle smiled to herself holding Marco in her hand knowing that Robert could see this, thinking to herself 'this is forbidden, raw, sensual, bad, and reckless...' her breath quickened for a moment and then she felt it again, a finger grazing her labia and then sliding over her puckered anus. Her grip on Marco's cock tightened slightly and she absentmindedly licked her lips. "Is everything alright Michelle?" Marco asked smiling having felt the wetness between her legs and knowing that she would succumb soon to his manipulations, and if she did, he'd certainly have a chance to play further. "Oh ... yes. Yes just fine." she almost gulped the words and as she did she felt Robert's cock slide into her other hand and she held it gently there. She squeezed the two members lightly as they moved their massage to her lower back and shoulders and, as they did they pulled away enough that their cocks slid out of her hands. Michelle felt empty. She wanted to grasp them, hold them, feel them and there was nothing she could do. The four palms stroked upward over her lower back and up her spine to her shoulders in what seemed like a never ending stream of motion. It was like a roller on her spine and it felt so good. Then she heard Marco say to Robert "Follow my motions." Now, each of the men continued to knead their respective shoulder and then reached down as far as they could on her leg, to the bottom of her thigh and started a stroke upward. Their hands started in the middle of her leg and drifted inward to where, when they reached her crotch each of them stroked her labia firmly with their thumb and fingers and slid northward over her rosebud and up her spine. Michelle truly went over the top. She'd never experienced anything like this, the continuous motion of four hands touching her, massaging her, invading her private places and her mind didn't know where to take her. She knew instinctively that she wasn't going to stop this, it was just too enjoyable, to wonderful, but her Catholic, prim upbringing said 'slut, sinner!' Again they did this only now Michelle couldn't tell which hand was which when they reached her crotch, there was just too much going on. Robert watched on the forth stroke as Marco's hand disappeared into the cleavage of Michelle's ass and, rather than sliding upward this time over her anus and up her spine, he slid his hand lower and, Robert was sure, inside of her now soaking wet pussy. Michelle, not unsure as to where the fingers were as they we buried inside her pussy, was so near an orgasm she wanted to scream. 'Oh my god... Oh MY GOD!' She remembered that Robert was on her right and there were two hands massaging her there -- it had to be Marco's fingers that were now inside of her, manipulating her. And 'Robert can see it! He can see this man's hand inside of me!' Robert continued his stroke and did another as he watched Marco, hand between Michelle's thighs now stroking in and out of her. His own cock at full mast as he watched Michelle getting manipulated by Marco he smiled to himself 'Yeah, that's it. She's loving this.' 'Interesting thoughts' he thought 'no jealousy at all.' Michelle involuntarily raised her ass slightly off the table providing Marco with easier access and then she felt his cock, now semi erect on her hand again. This time she held him firmly stroking him as he stroked her. She reached out for Robert's cock as well and found him erect and willing in her right hand. It was, for Robert, as much a turn on to see his girlfriend willingly sharing this experience with him as it was for Michelle to be the center of attention. Seeing another man's hand buried inside 'her', knowing that Michelle was having the time of her life, was something he may have written about but never imagined he'd actually experience, and he was loving the experience. Michelle's first orgasm was quick. She shuddered as she gripped the two cocks in her hands a bit tighter and then very tight before it passed and she was able to relax again. Marco, having felt Michelle's convulsions, smiled to himself 'That was fast. This bitch is ready to be had.' "Let's roll over Michelle." She heard the words and, thought 'Ok, ok... ok. ' and turned over her breasts laying proudly on her chest, her flame red patch now 'there' but what difference did that make, she'd just had the most intense orgasm and was now willing to do whatever Robert and Marco wanted. Marco again spread her legs slightly and he and Robert wasted no time in starting on her legs again. For Michelle this was an out of body experience. Starting with their 'churning' motions on her calves they moved soon to her thighs. Using their fingers and palms they stroked upward over her thighs and outward. Michelle's thighs were dancer's thighs, firm, strong and beautiful accentuated by the red patch of hair she was so proud of and which she trimmed perfectly. Somewhere in there maybe the sixth stroke, maybe the seventh, Michelle, her eyes closed as she tried to concentrate on the feelings she was having, felt a hand on the outward stroke slide between her labia and stroke her clitoris. Expecting it to happen again she was disappointed when it didn't happen with the next stroke, but then on the third not only did the hand slide between her labia but, recognizing it as from her right hand side she knew it was Marco's hand that was now manipulating her. As he did this Robert began massaging Michelle's breasts. 'OMG, OMG, OMG!!' Marco reached down with his left hand and spread Michelle's labia apart and, with two fingers of his other hand rubbed her clitoris in a circular motion pressing first lightly and then harder and harder. Robert was massaging Michelle's breasts and then began pinching and rolling her nipples between his thumbs and fingers. Michelle was quickly going into her zone -- she finally succumbed to the feelings she was having, that place where she has no control whatsoever over her body and whatever man is with her can do as he pleases. This time it was not one, but two men who were playing with her body, in real life, this was definitely NOT a story. Robert's kneading of her breasts became more strenuous and Marco pressed his index and forefingers into Michelle's sopping wet pussy his palm still pressing on her clitoris and massaging it in circles. Michelle was beside herself 'too much... too much!' As Robert watched his thoughts were pleasant. He saw this man's dark fingers spreading his girlfriends labia and manipulating her clitoris. Such an exciting thing to watch. Of course he'd seen this many times in porn videos, but to actually watch someone else manipulating a clitoris in real life, and his girlfriend's clitoris at that, that was something else and it was very, very exciting. And then she felt it, Marco's cock on the side of her face. He'd slipped his left hand under her head as he manipulated her with his right and now turned her face toward him. Michelle's eyes opened to see this dark, heavy, erect cock facing her and she instinctively started to lean forward her mouth opening eagerly wanting to take him between her lips and taste him. Just as she was about to pull him into her lips Marco took his cock in his hand and slapped her face with it. Michelle closed her eyes and let him slap her over and over then rub his cock over her smooth skin. "Shall we move this party to the bed?" Marco interrupted Michelle's thoughts and then moved backward and toward the other part of the room where the unmade bed was. Startled, Michelle found that she was disappointed not being able to at least feel this cock in her mouth, but had no time to really reflect on this as she was truly in a bit of a trance and would do whatever they wanted. The two men led her to the bed where she lay on her back and, Marco said "You should fuck her now." Robert moved between Michelle's legs, her knees bent upward and he easily entered her as Marco moved upward toward the head of the bed. "Let her suck you Marco. She wants your cock in her mouth." and with this simple sentence Michelle felt Marco's uncut cock on her lips and she parted them allowing him entry into her mouth. She was hungry now and dove on his cock taking him in eagerly reaching up with her hand to steady him, stroking him as she sucked. This was it. This was Michelle's first time with two cocks in her at the same time. And it felt good. It was amazing. She was DOING IT! Oh my god, Oh My God, OH MY GOD!!. She felt so dirty, a slut. This was definitely the worst thing she'd ever done. She second guessed herself. It was one thing to be on the table getting a massage and even have a stranger grope her, and another thing completely to be on the bed Robert fucking her and she giving this total stranger a blow job. But the instant that her lips wrapped around Marco's cock she had one of the most intense orgasms she'd ever experienced. She looked up at Robert who smiled at her and with that, knowing she had his approval, something shifted and she knew it was alright... she allowed herself to really be a dirty girl, sinful, trashy, slutty... And... she loved it. Fucking her slowly Robert watched as Michelle took Marco's cock in her mouth and, cheeks inverted, sucked on him hungrily her head bobbing on him her hand stroking him, milking him. Somehow this seemed completely natural for Robert, that they were doing this together, that she was having her fantasy fulfilled, and it pleased him. He enjoyed seeing her in her zone this time with a stranger in her mouth and reached up and pinched Michelle's nipples knowing that she loved a little pain when she was having sex and that this would intensify her experience. That that excited her and drove her wilder was something he smiled at. He pulled her nipples outward while twisting them and pressed his cock as deeply as possible inside her raising her up just slightly knowing that in doing so Michelle would have multiple orgasms... and he loved it when she orgasmed. Marco looked down at Michelle's face, her cheeks pulling inward creating a vacuum on his cock and took her chin in one hand his other in her mane of red hair grabbing hold tightly and started to face fuck her. Michelle's eyes were wide open her hands stretched around Marco's ass steadying herself as he was now pistoning himself in her mouth. "Unh, unh, unh..." they both grunted. Michelle had the feeling that she was being used, that she was just a body for these men to ejaculate into, and the truth was that she is one of those women who LIKE being taken. Being submissive while having sex is natural for her and that she was being 'used' now by two men was an over the top experience. Marco couldn't believe his good luck, that of all the masseuses on the internet, he had been the one chosen to take part in this experience and he was taking full advantage of the opportunity. Michelle's mouth felt wonderful on his cock and fucking her face he felt his balls slapping her chin. He was coming close, enjoying both the feeling and the sight of this woman allowing him, no, inviting him to abuse her. "Why don't we switch places?" Robert queried Marco just in time preventing Marco without knowing it from cumming in Michelle's mouth. Robert backed out of Michelle's pussy and started toward her right hand side. Marco wasted no time moving from Michelle's face and downward between her legs. He quickly reached to the nightstand and opened up a package, tearing it open and Michelle was pleased to see that he was going to use a condom. Michelle raised up on her elbows and watched as Marco put the condom on. 'Thank God!' she thought. Fortunately she didn't have to worry about whether or not he was clean, or say anything to stop what was happening she just watched. 'That's interesting.' a thought ran quickly through her head 'I'm watching this man put a condom on and my reaction is 'Thank God', not 'Oh my God, he's going to fuck me.' but there it was... in for a penny, in for a pound and Michelle was totally into it now. With the condom on, and in her excited state, Michelle stared wide eyed at his cock. She now thought that Marco was bigger than Robert and her mind raced again 'He's going to rip me apart. He's too big!' . Robert spoke up. "Guide him in Michelle." and Michelle, without any hesitation, reached down and held Marco's cock aiming 'him' toward 'her' until she felt the tip of his cock enter her and she watched and held the base of his cock as he pushed in fully in a single stroke. That was unbelievable, he was dark had a condom on him, he was large, and he was a stranger. She was scared thinking she was going to split he was so big. I'm going to die having sex... He was too big. Robert watched too as his girlfriend was now getting fucked vigorously by this man he'd hired to create a four handed massage. Michelle turned her face toward Robert's cock and sucked his unadorned dick hungrily. She had turned from being a society knockout to this... a complete submissive slut and she had never felt freer. Robert kneaded Michelle's right breast, Marco her left as Michelle held Robert's cock in her mouth the base of it in her hand and she reached down to feel Marco's dick banging away at her pussy. Fucking Michelle as rapidly as a male dog in heat, Michelle next thought was that the condom would split and he would cum inside of her. 'No, no... don't let that happen!' Marco couldn't help himself. He was pounding away at Michelle holding her hips as he pistoned back and forth. His only thought other than 'YES!' was 'I wish I didn't have this damn condom on.' wanting to truly feel her pussy around his cock. Seeing Robert twisting her breast he followed suit loving the pain that she was getting off on. Michelle's next orgasm was even more spectacular than the others. And she was in a zone. A forth orgasm quickly followed the third and a fifth. Robert said "let's DP her Marco" and with that he backed up, told Michelle to get on top of Marco which she did willingly. Robert watched as Marco laid down and Michelle stood up on the bed and then knelt down holding his cock between her legs and then placing it at the entrance to her pussy before lowering herself down. This time there was no hesitation, no worry about size, all there was was getting him inside of her. Michelle arched her back as she lowered herself quickly on Marco and leaned forward starting to ride him, her breasts grazing his chest as she moved. Robert knelt behind her and put his hand on the small of Michelle's back to have her flatten out so her could fuck her ass while Marco was in her pussy but Michelle was too excited and wasn't going to be able to lay down properly for him to enter her from the rear and they moved again. Michelle's 4-Handed Massage "Ok Michelle, straddle me, your back to me, and put me in your ass." Robert instructed. Michelle. Again without hesitation, Michelle followed his instructions and, sitting gingerly on top of him, loosened enough for him to enter her there. Robert had been Michelle's first anal experience and now, and now he pulled her back toward him, her back on his chest and Marco positioned himself between her legs. Stroking his cock up and down her slit Marco wet his member again and then entered her completely. Michelle watched seeing only Marco in her vision Robert being underneath her holding her breasts and firmly planted in her anus. 'Oh please this is so over the top'... it was octaves up. Not a 10, a 15. The most incredible experience she could ever imagine. Michelle was numb and Marco glided right in her. Marco was as hard as he could be and he was fucking her rapidly -- Michelle thought he was as hard as a steel pole. She felt she could have squeezed him and he wouldn't feel it. A killer. And Robert in her ass. That had to be it. She'd never been so full of cock in her life. 'OH MY GOD!!' Awesome, fabulous, "FUCK!! FUCK ME!! FUUUUUCK ME!! Michelle had rarely used that word even when she was having sex but this time she nearly screamed it as the two men plowed her pussy and ass for what seemed forever until finally it was time. Marco was looking down at Michelle who was up on her elbows, her eyes wide open, her breasts being manhandled by her lover as Marco fucked her. He loved seeing her face at first, the contorted look of surprise there, the intensity that Michelle had concentrating on all that was happening to her, and then he looked down and he watched himself as he plowed into her, her flaming red pubic hair and her labia moving in and out with his motions. 'Yes! Yes!!' the thought raced through his mind and he grabbed her hips holding on as he plowed into this beautiful woman fucking her like a dog. Michelle's mouth was open in an 'O', her eyes wide, her breathing quick. "Uhhhhh... uhhhhh... uhhhhh...!" "Now." Robert commanded. Marco knew instinctively what Robert meant and withdrew quickly whipping off his condom, Robert lifted Michelle off his chest and the two men moved immediately to Michelle's head, and knowing what to do, Michelle quickly started to jerk them off. Moving her lips and mouth from one to the other she stroked them rapidly wanting their seed, wanting to taste them, wanting them to cum on her and in her mouth NOW! Michelle flashed on one of the photos Robert had sent her, a girl with cum all over her body and thought 'Yes! Yes! I LOVE THIS!!' Marco was first and his first ejaculation hit Michelle on the side of her face as she had Robert in her mouth at the time. Marco said loudly "Ahhh ahhhh ahhhh." and Michelle turned his direction in time to catch his last squirt on her cheek before she instinctively dove on his cock sucking him deeply into her mouth. She jerked her head on his cock deep throating him and sucking hungrily while still jerking Robert with her right hand. Robert watched this as he felt his own orgasm coming. He saw Michelle's cheeks cave in as she sucked Marco dry and somehow this was so very exciting to him. That was enough and "Now!" was all Michelle had to hear. Michelle quickly turned her head. She loved having Robert cum in her mouth. She loved the taste, the power, the pulsing of his cock as he sent his seed onto her tongue and down her throat. She cupped his balls, held him deeply in her throat, and slid a finger in his ass knowing that this was the ultimate step, that this was going to send Robert over the edge and she was right. Spurt after spurt, surge after surge he emptied his testes into Michelle's waiting mouth and when he was done they stayed there for a moment, Robert's cock in her mouth, her right hand holding his testes, her index finger lingering in his ass, her left hand holding Marco's cock absentmindedly stroking it until she pulled her finger out, leaned back, kissed the tip of Robert's cock and turned her head. She then cleaned Marco's cock off with her mouth, lips, and tongue kissing it when she finished and then, without thinking, said... 'Thank you." Epilogue: After the 'massage', Michelle and I stayed for a while and talked with Marco. Actually Michelle did most of the talking, and most of it with Marco. She was so hyped up by the entire experience I just stood back and let her have her moment. I remember her asking about her body and him telling her it was nearly perfect which pleased her no end. She told him she had a fabulous time and thanked him again (I thought it funny that my girlfriend was thanking a man I'd just paid to fuck her, but discretion for once got the better of me and I bit my tongue.) In the car on the way to the other side of the state we went over the whole experience from beginning to end. It was an interesting bonding moment for the two of us sharing the experience. Michelle said she would never have done that had I not set it up, encouraged her, and make her feel safe and loved. She also said that was the most exciting sexual experience she'd ever had and the truth is I would have to say the same for me. When I asked her if there was anything that could have made it better for her she said "Yes". "What?" I asked. "You know... if the two of you had peed on me."