Erotic Massage To Solve Late Marriage Problems
editor's picks, erotic massage, group sex

I’m a guy with average looks and regular height of five feet eight inches, slim built, and brown color. Though I was an age bar candidate (31 years old), Vennila’s parents had no objection. She has a super hot figure (36-28-38 5’5″). Also, I couldn’t keep my eyes away from her sweet boobs. As soon as we went to the terrace to talk, she uncovered the back of her ‘langa-voni’ dress, showing off a deep back blouse with no bra straps. I could clearly see her smooth fair skin and narrow waist. That was enough for me to say yes. Afterward, while chatting with her, I found out that, at 24 years, she was really desperate for marriage (considered late for village girls). Marriage was too hectic, and after 2 days of continuous rituals, we were told to sleep together. Our first night was totally wasted as my new wife was too tired to even remove her jewelry. I, too, was snoring lightly in no time. The next day we were on a train to Tirupati. My cock was constantly begging for sex, and I kept admiring Vennila’s boobs. During the entire trip, the only time we got a chance to get close, I had performance anxiety. Normally I would maintain a constant hard-on, looking at my hot wife. But at the exact time when we got our chance, my cock went soft. Upon our return, the first night alone, we hugged and kissed desperately. I opened Vennila’s blouse buttons and pressed her 36C boobs, sucking her small pink tits. I showed Vennila a blowjob video, and she agreed. I opened my pant and showed her my penis. She took it in her soft hands and put it directly in her mouth. Rubbing her tongue up and down, she did the same actions as shown in the blue film, looking up at me with her big kajal rimmed eyes. I put my hand on her head of naturally curly hair and very soon started cumming. Vennila was taken by surprise and removed my dick, spilling the cum on her face and getting the last cumshot on her open boobs. Then she rubbed it off her cleavage, climbed over my legs. She tried to put my cock inside her hairy pussy, but alas, my cock was already down. I started worrying that my wife will complain that I’m impotent, furthermore increasing my performance anxiety. We were both desperate for sex and consulted an RMP that I know.  First, he wrote down some natural remedies like milk and shilajit. Then he explained that being virgins for a long time, both of us were not doing the proper actions to have intercourse. He suggested that we should seriously consider sensual erotic massage therapy for a happy married life. He advised my wife to cooperate fully so that together we can overcome my performance issues once and for all. So we planned for our honeymoon with the purpose of adults massage and two days later arrived at Puducherry. My normally shy wife suggested that we should try the nearby spa right away. I knew inside my heart that if this doesn’t work, she will go back and tell everyone that I’m a good-for-nothing man. We found the big hut with a sign ‘Lotus Beauty parlor & Spa’ on the beach. Excited, we went inside and were greeted by a young girl. She charged me Rs. 1100 for a hot oil massage and told me I can pay the massage girl extra for sensual services. It was nice and cool inside, and I relaxed a bit. The massage girl came in wearing a blouseless saree that reached her knees. Immediately I got an erection. My wife talked to her in Tamil, explaining what kind of therapy we were looking for. The girl understood and smiled. She was fair and very slim, about 5 feet 3 inches, with bob-cut hair. For some time, she rubbed hot oil on my back then asked me to remove my underwear. After that, she openly massaged my buttocks and my cock. Gently squeezing my balls and the tip of my dick with her soft fingers. Some pre-cum started sticking to her fingers. I tried to avoid my wife’s eyes. But my wife kept her hand on my shoulder, saying relax and feel free. The massage girl asked Vennila if she wanted to wait outside for the next session. But my wife said it’s ok, asking the girl to proceed with the full service. So nodding her head, the girl opened the top part of her saree and asked me to press her boobs. After pressing her small boobs, my erection became even stronger and started hurting. She continued to remove the entire saree and stood totally naked with her bald pussy in front of me. Once again, she asked for confirmation from my wife. My wife was desperate for my sexual performance, so she simply nodded her head. The girl gently rubbed my hand on her shaved cunt and, with her other hand, started shagging my dick. She asked me to close my eyes. I lay on my back with just the sensation of her fingers wrapped around my erect cock. She expertly rolled a condom on my dick, down to the base. I felt the tight condom grip my shaft, and the whole penis started throbbing. The next minute I felt a warm sensation envelope my cock, and something tighter than the condom was gripping my dick now. The massage girl had climbed on me and inserted my dick in her pussy. She started rocking up and down slowly with her fingers covering my eyes. After a minute, she asked me to open my eyes to the dimly lit room. I opened my eyes and saw her bouncing on my dick. Realizing my dick was inside a woman for the first time, I felt pleasure all over my body along with goosebumps. She held my arms with her soft hands and rocked faster with her pretty mouth open. I couldn’t resist and held the girl’s head kissing her sweet lips and exploring her mouth with my tongue. Within no time, I started shivering and became ready to cum. But the girl slowed down, closed my eyes with her hand, and asked me to hold. Vennila watched as the girl took me almost to the edge of climax, twice without allowing me to cum. Then she got up and told us that the first session is over. My wife paid for the girl, and we almost ran to our hotel to try out our newly gained knowledge. Vennila opened her saree and stood naked in front of me. I opened her braid and let loose her ass length hair. As I lay on the bed, Vennila started with a hand job. My cock was cooperating nicely without any sign of shrinking. Then she put my dick in her mouth and started a warm blowjob. I looked at her and enjoyed the sensation without worrying about anything. Then I asked her to wrap her thick hair around my cock and give me a hair job. Within a few minutes, I was putting pure white cum in her beautiful black hair. This time when my cock went soft, Vennila wasn’t disappointed. Instead, she smiled as if she was expecting it. Vennila: My worst fear is over! Me: Ya dear, thanks for being broad-minded. Vennela: The girl said you will be ready in 2-3 sessions. Me: Oh, that’s what you discussed? Vennela: Yes dear, tomorrow is our couples session Reluctantly I agreed to the couples session. At least now, we both were sure that I’m not impotent (that was my main fear and Vennila’s too). We reached the spa at 11 am and sat down. There was new staff, but they already knew about us. A slightly tall, slim girl with her hair in a bun greeted us and took us inside the hut into a bigger room. She helped Vennila undress and folded her clothes neatly. Then she asked me to undress and went out to get another massage person for our couples massage. A short, muscular man entered the room. He had very short grey hair and looked like in his mid-40s. He asked me if he can do my wife’s massage. I looked at Vennila, but she was quiet. So I said ok. Then the slim girl came back and started my massage without saying anything. I was looking intermittently as the man poured hot oil on Vennila’s back. She had closed her eyes. But I could tell from her facial expression that she’s thoroughly enjoying the sensations. He kneaded her shoulder and buttocks the same way my massage girl was doing. Strangely I was not possessive about Vennila, and my mind was feeling normal since we were doing all this for a reason. I was even excited to see my wife naked from far, and my cock was growing bigger. My wife had smooth arms and legs because of waxing before marriage, and her skin was literally shining white with the oil. When I turned to see, Vennila was lying face up with her arms raised. The man was applying shaving cream on her underarms with a brush. Satisfied, he applied the remaining foam on her bush. Vennila closed her eyes, smiling shyly. I heard low scraping sounds and knew that he had shaved her underarms and cunt. When I turned to see, he was putting oil on Vennila’s mound and held her pussy lips pressed together so that oil would not enter her cunt. Vennila’s toes were curled, and she was clutching the massage table tightly above her head. In the meantime, my massage girl had turned me around and removed her clothes. I went crazy looking at her small young tits and immediately started sucking on them. She was very patient and let me have my hearts fill in her body. Growing bolder than the day before, I kissed the girl on her belly button, squeezing her narrow waist. She advised me to take it slow and steady, opening her hair bun, letting her straight butt length hair cascade like a waterfall on to my chest. From the corner of my eye, I saw that the man had spread my wife’s legs with his mouth at her pussy. Vennila’s lips were pursed tightly, and her eyes were tightly shut. The man stopped and shook Vennila’s face. He was telling her not to make painful expressions and smile as much as possible. He told her to open her mouth and take a deep breath as he was going to slap her ass. I heard a tight slap, and Vennila shrieked another slap, and she was laughing. By this time, my massage girl had put a condom and mounted my cock. Today I was able to hold my erection myself without prompting. I let her ride on top for a good 5 minutes and then asked her to change position. She looked at the man, and he nodded, saying it’s ok. She lay down as I inserted my dick myself into her cunt. I gradually picked up speed with slow strokes. I noticed a glimpse of Vennila kissing the guy, with his finger rubbing her hood. My mind was filled with too much sex to stop, and I climaxed, unloading all my pent up cum. We returned home and had a long bath together. Later that night, when we tried to have sex, I got a solid erection and tried to enter Vennila. But there was a lot of resistance in her cunt, and I could only insert halfway. Nevertheless, I made short strokes for more than 10 minutes without either of us reaching climax. Vennila was still very excited about my progress, even though I didn’t really enter her or even ejaculate in the end. I had butterflies in my stomach as we headed for our session on the third day. Vennila and I decided that whatever those people did was working out well for us. So we should just continue till such time we achieve the best results. The same bob cut girl as the first day greeted us. Right away, she took us to the beauty parlor side. “Today, you can both have makeovers. If you look attractive, then your partner will like to be more intimate with you,” she said. First, she came to me and suggested that I shave off my mustache and color my hair. I said very well and accepted. She gave Vennila a hairstyle book to select a modern haircut. I told Vennila not to worry and go with her best fantasy. The other long-haired girl from the day before entered and started by putting a cloth on Vennila. After a hair trim and clean shave, the short girl was applying color on my head. I heard a buzzing sound and looked to my left, but it was too late to say anything. The other girl was running an electric clipper machine on Vennila’s neck. Her waist-long braid fell on the floor next to the salon chair. I opened my mouth to object but couldn’t say anything. The girl cleaned up Vennila’s sides with a trimmer, then cut the top hair with scissors. By the look on Vennila’s face and her slight grins, I understood she liked it. As my head was getting shampooed, the other girl scraped Vennila’s sides and neck neatly with a straight razor. As we got off our chairs, I looked like a stylish college student while Vennila’s curly bob-cut with long earrings and kajal made her look like a super slut. Her clean nape and deep back made red almost semi-nude from the backside. When the two girls left us alone, I immediately held Vennila’s face, and French kissed her for the first time. The tall girl came back and took us to the couples’ massage room again. Vennila had already told the massage girl everything about our last night’s experience. But the massage girl simply said, “Don’t worry, just relax.” I knew the motions to be done and simply lay down naked on my stomach for the erotic massage to start. The older stocky man came and took my permission to start Vennila’s session. Vennila was lying face down without clothes, just like me. The oil massage started, and the long-haired girl came in already nude. She turned me around in no time and asked me if I would like to try something new by myself. I decided to try the doggy style, and she accepted. The tall girl bent on her knees and elbows, allowing me to enter from behind. I opened the condom myself this time. I inserted my strong erection confidently into her pussy from behind. She put her hand behind to make sure I was inserting in the right hole, then let me take control. With full confidence, I held her butt-length hair and pulled it, making her arch her back. I watched Vennila on the other side. She was releasing the older man’s cock from her mouth and changing positions while he caught her shorn head to smooch her open mouth. I had pleasures of my own to worry about as the tall girl started shivering and increased speed by herself, moaning for the first time. I had succeeded in making her climax, which was a new achievement for me. Suddenly I heard a muffled shriek and glanced to my side. Vennila’s legs were spread, held up by the stocky man. He had penetrated her vagina fully, with deep strokes. That was it. Her seal was definitely broken, and she smiled, removing a rolled-up towel that she was biting in her mouth. The man tried to pull out, but she held him, waiting for her first climax. She probably wanted to have an orgasm then and there before taking a chance with me again. I understood her feeling very well (after our three days saga that had brought us closer as a couple). I turned my massage girl around and started fucking her in a missionary position with no holds barred. Vennila was moaning and gasping with clear signs of an orgasm. My penis started shooting hot sperm as I turned to see that the other guy had already cum inside Vennila and left her on the massage bed. She was dazed, looking down at the cum oozing from her freshly fucked pussy lips. Confidently, I pulled out from the girl and stepped over to my bride. Holding her short hair with my fingers, I pushed the full length of my cock into her tight hole. Instantly horny, looking at the love bites (from her erotic massage lover) on her neck and boobs, I thrust my cock with a vengeance. She tried to say something with her thick red lips. But I closed them with a firm kiss and inserted my tongue into her warm mouth, fucking her with long yet firm strokes that would last until she came again, and again.