Blindfolded Birthday Bliss

It was a week before your birthday, and Ken said he had a surprise for you. He handed you an envelope. "What is this?" you asked. Ken said, "Go ahead and open it." You tear open the envelope and find a card and a slip of paper inside; reading it, you find out that Ken has arranged a day at the spa for you. I already have the appointment ready for you; we can go right now if you would like. You are very excited and would love to go; you can't wait. We go out and get in the car, and I drive you downtown to the posh spa. I walk around and open the door for you and give you a kiss. Have fun Baby, this is your day to be pampered; this is all for your pleasure. Make the most of it; I smack you on your ass watching you head into the spa.

 

  Once inside you are greeted by a bouncy, perky blond that hands you a robe and a blindfold that appears to be a mask of some sort. She instructs you to go into the changing room and strip all the way down and put on your robe. You do so totally naked, then wrap the warm soft robe around your naked body and come out where she greets you. Ok now put this on," she says, handing you the mask. "Once you have it on, you can't see anything," she says. "This will add to your enjoyment; we will lead you around, but we are not to talk to you. You can speak and say whatever you want, but we will not be answering you, understand? You say you do, and with that she says that is all you will hear us say until the end of the treatments. 

 

She grabs your hand and leads you by the hand to a door you hear swing open as she guides you into a room and helps you to a seat, then sounds as though she leaves the room. You hear somebody else next to you; they recline the chair back and move each one of your feet up into what you know feels like stirrups, moving the robe to the side and exposing your married pussy. You can swear you hear other people in the room but don't really know how many people, men or women, may be in the room with you as you are lying back in the chair with your legs spread. You feel a brush with really warm liquid being spread around your pussy lips; you then realize that this must be them giving you a hot wax, and you relax somewhat.

 

You feel them pressing strips of paper against your skin and then yanking hard. Each time your bare pussy lips burn, you cry out in slight pain, but then as you do, they reach between your legs with one hand, rubbing your clit between your pussy lips. They then rip the slip of paper off again. Your pussy, though in pain, is getting wetter and wetter as they tease your clit finger, banging your married pussy as the wax paper rips off the last bit of hair from your pussy. Once your pussy is totally smooth, you feel them lean down between your legs, kissing your soft, now smooth skin, their mouth against your lips as their tongue penetrates your moist pussy and licks softly, but then more and more steadily, loving the taste of your soft pussy as they bring you to a hard orgasm, you grinding your hips hard, rubbing your pussy against their face until the orgasm subsides.

 

You hear the door open up across the room and the clicking of heels, knowing that it must be your blond escort as she moves your feet from the stirrups, closes your robe, and helps you back up. Taking your hand and guiding you out of the room, down the hall to another room. There you are, sitting in yet another seat. You feel somebody lay a hot towel over your face for a few minutes. As the warmth of the towel is soothing on your face, you hear her leave and become aware once again that your next spa employee is present. You feel your robe being untied and opened all the way, totally exposed to your spa specialist and anybody else that may indeed be there. 

 

You feel somebody's hands sliding over your thighs, palming your pussy, then playing with your large tits as the towel is soon removed from your face, but the mask is left on. Lying there fully naked in the chair, you feel the warmth of what you guess to be hot rocks being placed along your body, and then even one being rubbed around your face. They are rubbed in against your skin, on your thighs, your lower tummy, your breasts, between your breasts, and around your face. 

 

They are warm, thick, long, and hot. You realize that there have to be more than just a few people there as you feel the warm stones sliding back and forth over your skin, your face, and your breasts. One of them even makes it between your pussy lips, sliding up and down, stimulating your clit again, not to mention how they feel over your nipples. So many of them are rubbing your body; you feel a warm sponge or bag of stones brushing up and down your face and your cheeks. 

 

"This feels so wonderful," you moan out. The stone between your pussy lips masturbates your clit; the bag brushes down your lips, and then you can feel another stone, yet kind of softer, on the top of it. It presses against your lips and into your mouth, sliding all the way in over your tongue. You quickly realize that this is no stone but that you definitely have somebody's cock in your mouth. 

 

Moaning out loud that he should stop, but as warned before, nobody acknowledges your pleas as the hard cock keeps fucking your mouth. The other heat stones—you start to wonder if that is indeed what they are—keep stroking against your soft skin, slapping your tits, and more importantly, rubbing between your pussy lips. Reaching down between your legs, you hold the cock between your pussy lips and grind against it faster and faster, the cock in your mouth fucking your face deep and slow. 

 

All at once your body is aroused; you feel yourself start to cum, at which point each of the stones, or perhaps some of which are cocks, is pulled away from you. The one in your mouth is removed as well, all except the one between your pussy lips. As you scream out in orgasm, all the cocks surrounding you erupt and start shooting hot cum all over your pussy, your tummy, and your tits, with more than one shooting all over your face. 

 

You can feel hands, several hands, as well as the cocks rubbing all over your body, spreading the hot cum all over your tits, your thighs, and your face—several loads of cum from different men all mixed together and rubbed all over you, massaging your skin, with one hand rubbing the hot cum into your married pussy and slippery fingers rubbing your clit until, lying there with strange hands all over your body, you are once again cumming. He finger bangs your pussy until your moaning stops, and then you hear them all shuffling away as you lie in the chair with a full-body facial covered from head to toe in lots of different strange cum.

 

  Once again the door opens and you hear the familiar heels clicking on the floor again; it is your blond escort. Unable to help herself, she bends over you and grabs and sucks both of your tits, first one, then the other, tasting all of the strange cum on your yummy big tits before helping you up. This time you leave the robe behind as you follow her lead. She takes you to another room and helps you lie down on a massage table and leaves you there face down with your bare ass up in the air. 

 

You hear steps by you again and feel hands, just two this time, rubbing your legs and feet, giving you a nice slow foot massage, then massaging your calves, taking their time to give you a deep skin massage, then spending extra time on your shoulders and back, then rubbing your ass cheeks, firm and deep, rolling their hands, gripping your cheeks, slapping them, then your upper and inner thighs. You never feel them applying lotion or massage oil because your skin is already so slippery and shiny from all the cum covering your body, feeling the hands grip your hips; now they pull you back so that you raise your hips off the table and your ass into the air. 

 

You feel the hands rubbing your cum-soaked pussy, cum everywhere but inside you; once again you feel a long, hard cock between your pussy lips, and you say out loud, "When are they going to stop teasing and tormenting me and fuck me?" then stopping cold in your tracks, thinking, Oh no, wait a minute. What about Ken? "I'm married; I can't really be doing this." You call out to the guy behind you; having no sooner said it, you feel his thick, hard cock slip into you. He holds it deep inside you, and you moan and arch your back. Your soaked, horny married pussy aches and tightens around his throbbing cock. 

 

He takes his time moving his dick in and out of you with smooth, even strokes, pausing each time he is buried balls deep in your pussy, fucking him back, pressing and grinding your pussy into his large, thick cock, saying, "Oh my God, what is Ken going to think?" He starts fucking you faster as soon as you say your husband's name, slapping your ass, then reaching under you and groping your cum-covered slippery tits, tugging at your nipples, and pulling your hair as his cock fucks you deeper. 

 

You say to him, "Oh, baby, you are so much bigger than my husband. Your dick is so fucking incredible," you say, fucking him faster as your pussy starts to cum all over his long cock. His dick throbs then spasms inside you, and you hear him say, "OH is it now?" just as his cock explodes, filling your married pussy full of hot cum load after load entering you as you moan out, "Yes, yes!" For sure bigger than Ken's dick, as his cum-lubricated cock slides in and out of your pussy, you climax and think, "Wait, that sounded familiar..." You pull off your mask and turn around, and sure enough you see me, Ken, your husband, pulling my cock out of you.

 

 Lol, yep. Baby that's right "It was me the whole time," I say, leading you to the hot tub. We lay there soaking in the hot water and chlorine jets spraying all the cum from your body as I hold you still, rubbing your pussy. "I don't believe you," you say, "the hot wax job?" You ask, “Did the lady do the wax?” I did the oral, the hot stone treatment with all those cocks? You inquire, and again I say my cock was in your mouth; the one between your pussy lips was mine with a toy, but yeah, the rest of the "stones" were the staff's hard cocks—five of them. They did touch you with their hands and dicks, and they did cum on you, but nobody fucked you for real until I just now did it during your massage just now. So what do you think, baby? Did you like my spa treatment? Are you going to want to make it a monthly thing like you hear all the other women doing? I laugh and rub your aching pussy again until you climb on top of me in the hot tub and start fucking your Kennybear's thick cock again…

 

And then you say, "Monthly hell, I want it every week!" 

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