Just to make sure, I asked Hanh how old Nhu was, which the latter answered herself, in English. Thank God, she was 19, and then we even talked a bit. I wondered if the three ladies found it a bit strange that I was present, but then I had been coming here for two years, had had sex with both, Hanh and Ly, and seen them naked. And Hanh had probably explained to her friend who I and what our relationship was. As Nhu was blind, she was perhaps not overly self-conscious that I could see her stunning young legs. And Hanh loved such titillating arrangements anyway; at least, when she was in one of her manic phases, like today.
After the two young, endearing creatures had begun their massage, I undressed, which earned me a quick, disapproving look from Ly. But what was I supposed to do?! Leave? Oh, hell no. Ly still wanted to get banged, I assumed, and I definitely wanted to see Hanh naked, too. And also, Nhu, of course. Did Ly just want me to watch, fully dressed, and smoke at the open window? Anyway, I decided to take a quick shower, during which I also pissed in the drain, as the running water was covering up the noise. Both, Nhu and Hanh, had looked in my direction when I had turned the water on, so they knew I was now naked.
I saw that Hanh had her hands on her friend’s and heard her explain things a bit, as they were now massaging Ly’s shoulders, who added a few words of her own here and there. After I had dried myself, I stepped over to the massage table, where I began to play with Ly’s breasts, which earned me a yearning, ever so slightly lustful smile. Overall, the scene here was as bucolic as it gets, and I promised myself not to rush things. As this was not an ordinary massage, Ly didn’t relent and close her eyes to simply enjoy everything but kept her lids open to assist in Nhu’s training.
Yes, the woman down in the foyer with the sunglasses and the helmet had probably been Nhu’s mother, who would pick her up later. Or Ly would drive Nhu back to her house. Looking at Nhu again, I also noticed how snazzy her haircut was: her hair was super-accurately parted in the middle, while it framed her face and then came down sharply past her jaws to her chin, where it protruded forward, which reminded me of the blade of some medieval weapon. Like Hanh, Nhu had a more than pleasant, beautiful face, and I wondered if she – like Hanh – had lost her eye-sight at some point or had been born blind.
In either case, Nhu had perhaps never seen a penis, unless Hanh had gotten her boyfriend Minh to show Nhu his. But then, he had been drafted on January 1, before Hanh met Nhu. Of course, I would let her fondle my cock today, if that was what she desired, but perhaps only after Ly had left the room. In either case, it was probably a novelty for Nhu to be able to touch and massage a naked woman. Yes, if Nhu wanted to learn the ropes of massaging, Hanh or Ly were the obvious guinea pigs, while it was perhaps easier for Hanh if there was a third woman, so she could explain things better to her gorgeous friend.
Yes, this all made sense, and soon Nhu would massage Hanh together with Ly, who could share her knowledge and experience as well. I still loved how everything had worked out so far, and how tender and determined the three of them were dedicating themselves to their newly-found educational project. As I was still standing near Ly’s torso, I stimulated her breasts some more, before I let my hand travel down her soft belly flesh. When I reached the waistband of her panties, Ly instantly nodded, which probably meant that I should take them off. Well, nothing was easier than that. Zealously, I stepped a little further down along her body, and then reached into the waistband. When the act was completed, I leaned forward to pick up her scent, before I playfully ruffled her bush a bit.
Judging by her accentuated breathing and the glistening on her inner labia, Ly basically seemed ready for zesty fornication. I briefly imagined Hanh’s or Nhu’s mother – or both – entering the room at that very moment: would they have broken up our rousing session? But then, what we were doing was consensual, and both blind young women were still more or less dressed. Ly was 41 but still sexually starved, but no one would demand that Nhu entered the frenzy. In fact, what we were doing was decidedly constructive and would help her in the future. Being able to earn a living would make her proud and allow her a more independent life, although the plan to become a masseuse would still need to ferment somewhat.
I didn’t want to be crude and ask Nhu if she had a boyfriend; partially, as the three ladies were still chatting and coordinating the hand movements of the youngest one. Ly appeared pretty relaxed, apart from her midsection, which seemed to be seething. Her belly and hips were heaving, and now she opened her legs a bit, as she knew that the others couldn’t see it. And so, I took some massage oil as well and began to treat her strapping thighs, getting closer and closer to the center of my current universe. When Ly lifted up her head, she saw my pumping cock and whimpered, and when my fingers were touching her groins, Ly sighed and swallowed with her mouth closed, blushing.
We looked each other in the eye, and I wondered if I shouldn’t place the large mattress that leaned against the wall on the floor, but that would disturb our rhythm and the lovely educational project. And then, I didn’t want to be crude and just fuck Ly with her niece and a friend present, even though they couldn’t see. Or would Hanh massage Nhu in the meantime? Well, for now I kept massaging Ly’s midsection but included her labia and perineum in the process, which caused a few more tender moans to elope from her small mouth. When I pried her lips apart, a large translucent drop of nectar rolled out of Ly, and I asked her if she didn’t want to fold the lower half of the table down and put her calves in those two plastic mounds which were waiting on the sides and could be adjusted in height.
Ly thought about it for a moment and then talked to Hanh, who eventually came over to assist me. Ly slid downward a bit, until her salmon-colored, half-open vertical eye was near the edge, after we had folded the table down. While Ly was now positioned like in an ob-gyn examination chair, I noticed that Hanh was red as a beet as she was explaining to Nhu what was about to ensue. Not sure how to respond, the young women massaged Ly’s boobs, as everything was quickly escalating into the decidedly sensual realm, while I opened Ly’s pussy some more with my thumbs to indulge in her salmon-colored vaginal vestibule, which was pumping happily and seemed pretty chipper.
Yes, we couldn’t wait any longer, and so I stepped closer and rubbed her inner flesh with my glans, like with a painter’s brush. The opening of my urethra met hers, until I dug out her twitching clit from under the awning. Ly adjusted herself one final time, but then I slowly and gently pushed a third of my cock inside her. Although Hanh wasn’t able to see it, she certainly knew exactly what was happening and let her nimble dexterous hand travel down towards her aunties’ bush across her belly. And then Hanh and Nhu surely noticed the first periodic smacking noises of our zesty enterprise, as keen as their sense of hearing was.
Now, the two young beauties whispered for a few seconds – about massage techniques? – but then they retreated, giggling, into Hanh’s bower, so that Ly and I could enjoy ten or fifteen minutes of intimacy, until we would have ground off the peaks of our arousal. Which was perhaps the best option, considering the circumstances, as Ly was certainly not ready to have her niece around, while she was getting banged, even though it would have been sweet for Nhu to witness the sensual commotion.
Of course, I would have loved watching Nhu picking up the ropes of massaging, while banging her friend’s aunt, as our youngest had that wonderful dividing line between the front and back muscles on the sides of her thighs, which I loved so much and found sexy to the utmost. Only Nguyet offered said line on her thighs. And now Nhu. But now that the two young dainty damsels were gone, I didn’t want to ask Ly to call them back, as there would probably be an encore later, as exuberant as Hanh seemed today.
Piously, the girls had even closed the door to Hanh’s bedroom once they were inside, and the massage room got very quiet. I had slowed down my thrusting, like I wanted to relish every inch and second of the titillating, prickling friction that Ly was offering, before she would travel together with Hanh tomorrow. Of course, Hanh was telling Nhu now what Ly and I were doing and possibly also what the two of us had done together over the last two years. However, Hanh knew that her aunt wasn’t some wanton sex maniac, but a healthy, hard-working woman in her early 40s, who deserved a good bang once in a while. Ly had, indeed, restrained herself long enough.
And so, we quietly kept shagging, without too much loud hollering or other expressions of arousal. When Ly would be back from her trip in two weeks, perhaps there would another opportunity for a heartier fuck, either at the hot springs or the old hotel. Happily, I kept swinging my hips, while I noticed how well-lubricated Ly’s sheath was. I placed my hand on her hips and then let my fingers crawl closer to her firm breasts with their stiff nipples. Looking each other in the eye, Ly did moan and sigh now, and eventually grabbed my wrists, which prompted me to bang her a bit harder. In a nice arch, my balls were swinging and then hitting her anus and perineum, and I asked if we would try anal sex, once she would be back from Saigon – to which she nodded and then squirted in reply.
Yes, this was slightly bizarre again – the two girls giggling in Hanh’s bedroom – but I still asked Ly if she liked what we were doing. I didn’t want to actually discuss matters; partially, as we wouldn’t have been able to do so, anyway. And my loins and groins were already tickling, until the divine juices were truly working their way up from the depths of my midsection. Roaring and power-blasting her cervix again, I did finally let out a blood-curdling scream to let the girls know that we were done. Ly pressed my wrists the whole time and perhaps noticed, as I did, that today there were no splashes but more a continuous stream of cum, which she would take on her trip tomorrow.
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