A number of years ago, when I was a practising masseur, I was sitting at home watching TV, Coronation Street actually, when the phone rang. It was a man who asked if I did home visits. He said that I'd been recommended by a lady. I replied in the affirmative & asked if he'd like a visit. He said it wasn't for himself but for his wife & would I mind if he watched. "Of course you can watch," I said &, laughing a little, " they'll be no extra charge for that". I could hear him chuckle & he asked if a Friday evening would be suitable & maybe spread into the weekend. The penny dropped straight away & I asked him if he had a particular Friday in mind. He asked if the following week was ok. I checked my diary & told him it was. I asked for his phone number so I could confirm a bit nearer the time & reassured him that it wasn't my usual practice (asking for his phone number) but as the appointment was a bit further away than usual I'd like to confirm it & get his address then. He didn't have any hesitation in letting me have it.

The following Wednesday I rang the number given & a woman answered. I explained the arrangement her husband had made. She said she was really looking forward to it & for me not to bother with my P.J.'s. The she whispered down the phone that she was getting quite wet at the thought of it all.

Friday came & late afternoon I put my massage table in the car, along with oils & other bits & pieces I needed. I also ensured that I had a plentiful supply of condoms, assuming they might be required.

I duly arrived at theirs, all be it about a quarter of a hour early. After knocking on their door, a man opened it & greeted me at the same time, ushering me in. I knew by his voice it was the same man that I spoke to on the phone. Upon entering, I spotted his wife in the kitchen & because of the sunlight streaming in, I could see she was wearing a see-through lacy gown. This'll be interesting, I thought.

I was shown into the living room where his wife joined us. She set down, on a coffee table, a tray containing cups, saucers, milk, a pot of coffee & a plate of biccies. She had her back to me but I could see, quite clearly, her bum crack. After pouring her husband's coffee she turned & faced me. While bending to pour mine & her coffees, I could see she had more than ample tits & quite a hairy pussy. I don't think she saw me licking my lips, at least, she made no comment.

After we'd finished our refreshments & some light conversation, I said I was going out to my car to get everything in, which I did with some help from her husband. On our return, she said to leave all my kit in the hallway as it wasn't going to be needed just yet as she was cooking dinner for us all.

She disappeared into the kitchen & on opening the door some really lovely aromas drifted out. Her husband & me went into conversation about various things & eventually he asked if it was ok for us all to have dinner au naturel. Of course I had no objection. He then went into the kitchen himself for a few minutes. Returning he said dinner wouldn't be long & suggested we went for a shower. I followed him to the shower/wet room, we undressed & took a shower. In the middle of it he grabbed my cock, rubbed it for a bit then lowered himself so he could put it in his mouth. He gave it a good sucking, including doing my balls, & he soon realised that I was going to erupt. He stopped immediately & said my cum would be needed later. We finished up, dried ourselves off. I was feeling a little left out as I didn't have the chance to reciprocate what he did to me. I soon shook that off by remembering that 'my cum would be needed later'. I licked my lips in anticipation. We didn't bother dressing & went down to the dining room in the nude where his wife was laying out a lovely lamb roast. She'd already taken off that flimsy robe. We sat down to eat but I did warn them that I couldn't perform any massaging for at least a good hour after eating. They weren't perturbed in the slightest & she said that as I was there for the weekend, there'd be plenty of time for all that.

We all sat in the nude & conversed in various subjects & about 9.30 I suggested we make a start, if they were up for it. They readily agreed & she noticed the condoms in my bag. She said, in no uncertain terms that I wouldn't be needing them. I set up my table & I'd hardly got it up (the table, in case you're wondering) when she jumped up on it. "You're an eager beaver," I said. She replied, "I'm eager, yes, & the beaver's down there," putting her hand on her hairy pussy. Not that it was particularly hairy, I've certainly seen them quite a bit hairy but hers was pretty average which made it just right for massaging. What did draw my attention, was that she had quite a large bump down there, a personal preference of mine, although having said that, I enjoy all sizes of pussy bumps.

She said she wasn't a stranger to massage & promptly turned onto her stomach. So the massage began. As usual, I started with her shoulder then onto her arms. Down onto her back & finally her legs. Massaging her legs brought some muffled squeals of delight. I then ventured onto her bum, gluteus maximus, to you purists. Continual massaging in that area brought some more simpering & slight writhing. Re-oiling my hands, I decided to let my fingers 'do the walking' & let them trespass down her crack. I casted a sly look across to her husband - he was clearly enjoying himself as he had quite a hard-on, displaying his very erect cock. She was clearly getting a bit agitated by this time so I decided to play with her bum hole for a bit. My fingers being well lubricated, slid easily into her hole so I started to gently pump them in & out. She was really enjoying all this attention as it her hands were grabbing the edge of the table as if she was hanging on for dear life. Another glance over to him & I saw him edging his cock. I hoped he didn't cum as I want to save that for later.

She suddenly shouted, "enough, my tits need doing & doing NOW." With that, she turned over onto her back exposing those lovely tits & pussy. Her nipples were very erect & large, just like 'chapel hat pegs' as the saying goes. I knew that if she stood up, I could quite easily hang my coat on them.

Her stomach was then massaged followed by her tits, gently I might add, delicate tissue there. I ran the palms of my hands over her nipples making them even more erect, if that was possible. A lot of sighing ensued complete with a number of "don't stop." Her husband was still gently wanking his hard cock while all this was going on.

I bent over, took a nipple in my mouth & started to suck on it. I moved to the other one & did the same. "I want that cock of yours in me, I want to feel you wash the insides of my cunt with your cum," she was almost hysterical at this stage. Anything to oblige, I thought. I went to the foot of the table, stood between her legs, bent over so I could caress her stomach with my tongue. By this time my hard cock was just at the edge of cunt, resting inside her lips. With that, I felt her husband come up behind me, pull my bum cheeks apart & shove his cock up my bum hole. That action culminated in me lunging forward so my cock entered her cunt balls deep quite forcefully. The words 'fucking hell' came from her & me almost simultaneously. Her husband put his hands on my waist, pulled me back so the tip of my cock was still in her, then he pulled out of me a bit. He then proceeded to push his cock hard into me again which, again, forced my cock into her cunt. This went on for a few minutes after which she shouted, "fucking hell, I'm coming". Her husband said the same & I followed suit. He came in my bum hole first, with me coming in her cunt a fraction of a second later. He pulled out of me & I of her. The action of me pulling out of her made her cum, so much so, she squirted all over the place. I don't know how we managed it, but we manoeuvred ourselves so her husband's cum dripped from my bum into her mouth & my cum dripped from her cunt into her husband's mouth. By then we were all exhausted. We rested for a bit, then we all crowded into the, quite large, wet room & showered. A lot of soaping went on with everyone's fingers eventually finding it's way up someone's bum hole. The showering finished, we dried each other off making sure that certain areas of our anatomy were properly seen to.

We shortly all went to bed with the lady in the middle. The next day being Saturday, nobody had work so a lazy breakfast was in order after which the husband announced he wanted me to fuck his bum hole. His wife squealed with delight. I put my now hard cock in his hole. From where I was I could see the liquid running out of her cunt. She put a couple of fingers in it, pulled them out again & showed them to me. She then put them by my mouth so I could lick them clean. All the time this was going on, I kept pumping my cock in & out of his bum hole. It wasn't long before I spurted a load of cum up him. She quickly pushed me out of the way & gave him a good licking. She finished that & set to work licking & sucking my cock to get the last of my cum.

The sex continued all over the weekend & if there was a way that three people could fuck, we did it.

By the time I left them on the Monday morning, my cock & bum hole were quite sore but experience told me the soreness would soon wear off. I found out that they'd moved out of the area shortly after that weekend. Oddly it wasn't very long afterwards that because of illness in the family, I moved as well. About 6 months later I was walking around the next town when I bumped into them. We exchanged our new telephone numbers & agreed we must replicate that weekend again. To date, unfortunately, this hasn't happened.