My husband said he wanted to try a sensual massage, so we went to a love hotel for the first time in a while.
At home, we have kids, so we can't fully enjoy ourselves. Going to a love hotel and having sex is our way of enjoying our sex life as a couple.
My husband and I are both 37 years old.
Maybe because we engage in marital activities at the love hotel, we've never experienced a so-called period of indifference, and even after 10 years of marriage, we have sex at least once a week.
Recently, my husband has been into sensual massage videos and has been researching them online every day.
He wanted to try it out, so we decided to test it at the love hotel.
When we arrived at the love hotel, we took a shower and lay down on the bed.
Then my husband blindfolded me and tied my hands.
He left me like that and went out of the room.
I thought I was going to get a massage, but it turned out to be a neglect play.
Being tied up and blindfolded, I could feel myself getting excited and wet.
Maybe because I had a little to drink, I was dozing off a bit.
After a while, I heard the door open and woke up.
At first, it felt like a gentle massage, like my feet were being rubbed.
Gradually, I was touched on the inside of my thighs, my chest was massaged, and my nipples were pinched and played with.
And the way I was being touched was clearly not my husband.
Apparently, my husband had called a sensual masseur instead of doing it himself.
I thought I didn't want to be touched by anyone other than my husband, so I tried to resist by twisting my body.
But contrary to my feelings, I was getting wetter inside.
As I was being touched, I started to feel good, and the tension in my body weakened.
The massage hands began to massage my chest more intensely, sucking and licking my nipples.
When my nipples were licked, I started to feel good and stopped resisting as much.
My private area was so wet that I honestly wanted it to be filled quickly.
But I still felt scared and continued to resist.
At first, I resisted the kissing, but as I was touched and kissed, I couldn't hold back anymore.
I intertwined my tongue and exchanged saliva.
Even when my legs were spread, I no longer felt like resisting and rather wanted it to be filled.
Even after being filled, I tried to suppress my moans so it wouldn't be obvious that I was feeling it.
However, being tied up and touched by an unknown sensual masseur excited me.
I started moving my hips on my own.
I was about to climax, and even though I was holding back, I let out a moan.
My breathing became more intense.
I wanted more thrusting, and my private area was twitching, on the verge of climaxing.
My mind went blank, and I felt like I was going to faint from the pleasure.
My nipples were rolled with a tongue, and I no longer felt embarrassed or scared, and my moans grew louder.
There was no sound from the other person.
All I could hear was the lewd sound of my private area being rubbed.
That obscene sound excited me even more.
Something warm was released on my stomach, and the massage ended.
I felt guilty, but the sensual massage felt amazing, and when the blindfold was removed, my husband was looking at me with a grin.
Feeling immense shame at my husband's mischievous smile, he immediately entered me.
"Ahh~ oh, you~"
My husband thrust into me vigorously, making me climax immediately.
It's a rather eccentric play, but it's also a secret to how middle-aged couples can get along well.