Vacaciones

With my husband we planned a trip to some paradise-like place. Only the two of us, without kids. We packed our bags and left for the Caribbean to enjoy our long-awaited vacations.

Already at the airport, I couldn't hide my tension about the plane and my husband offered to give me massages and caresses to relax me, while telling me some fantasy about a threesome he had in mind. I closed my eyes and let myself be carried away by his words.

Upon arrival, we didn't believe our eyes at the place we were dreaming of being. The climate, the warmth of the people, the beauty of the place filled me with an unusual energy that neither the fatigue of the trip nor the previous tension could calm down. As we closed the door to the room, we took each other like wild animals, with the passion of the first time and the morbid accumulated over the years.

On the third day of our stay, my husband told me he had reserved a relaxing massage session at the hotel spa. We headed there, I totally excited since by this point in the story you've discovered that massages are my weakness.

We were received with a herbal tea and invited to get ready for the session. They indicated that once we finished the infusion, we should lie down on the tables and wait for our masseuses. Obediently, I lay down to wait while listening to the sound of the sea in front of me.

Already almost asleep, I heard good morning and lifted my gaze to greet him. He introduced himself with a wide smile and said his name was Miguel Ángel. I also smiled and introduced myself... My sex had already become wet from so much beauty. I searched for my husband's gaze, which was smiling lasciviously in his role as spectator.

Miguel Ángel had enchanting hands, hands that ran delicately oiled over my back. I mentioned earlier that my sex started to get wet, and the intensity of my juices increased as I felt his massages. I could feel my husband's gaze on me as he saw me biting my lips... this excited me even more.

Miguel told me She asked if she could take my towel, wanting to massage all of my body. I was a bit annoyed at first because I thought he would see me totally soaked but then I calmed down thinking maybe it wasn't the first time. He ran the towel over my skin so delicately that it made every inch of my flesh stand on end. Miguel barely touched his fingertips as they moved up and down my back, keeping my excitement at a thousand. With the same gentleness, he passed to my legs, from the ankles almost reaching my Booty. And then back to my back again. I wanted to drive me crazy and it was working.

It was then that I gave in, opening my legs slightly, arching my back and lifting my Booty, letting out a soft moan. He took hold of my waist and started massaging circularly as he began to move towards my Booty. His hand became heavier and his rhythm stronger, opening me up with each pressure... mixing oil and juices.

I couldn't tell if I was getting hotter from Miguel's hand or my partner's gaze but I was in ecstasy, feeling my sex ache.

Miguel ran a finger along my sex and that was what I needed to feel like cumming, feeling his fingers entering and leaving at the rhythm of that cum. It took me a while to recover and I would have kept going if Miguel hadn't told me our turn was over.

I sat up and greeted him with a kiss on the lips and we quickly went back to the room with my husband to enjoy everything that scene had heated us up.

I sucked his cock so devotedly that it didn't take long for him to explode in my mouth... I kept licking, swallowing, and licking. Do you want us both together? I wondered, knowing the answer. I nodded and murmured yes as he choked me with his cock.

He put me on all fours and rammed into me so hard he had to cover my mouth to soften my moans.

Luckily we still had a few days left before our vacation ended.
I promise you that what's coming is better...