Massage Parlor for Unsatisfied Wives in Another World

”That! Aaagghh! More! More!~💕”

Her excitement and reactions were beyond my expectations, but I am an adaptable person and that wasn’t going to stop me; in fact, it was better that way.

She was in a state of continuous euphoria, without holding back at all; she screamed so loudly that for a moment I wondered if she could be heard outside the room.

Her body continued to contract and shake uncontrollably, each spasm more intense than the last.

There came a point where I had to use my other hand to gently press down on her lower back, trying to relieve some of the tension and stabilize her erratic movements.

There was a type of massage capable of incapacitating someone through pure relaxation, and even though I was applying it superficially, even so she seemed on the verge of losing all control, as if she were about to jump out of bed at any moment.

She was much wilder than I had imagined.

I had to stay focused, because this part of the symphony was several levels more intense than the previous one.

”Mmmaagagh!!! Yes!!~💕”

Plsshhhhh!... Plsshhhhh!

I had to adapt to her rhythm. My fingers moved with the same unpredictability as her hips, keeping her ecstasy going and building tension for the next explosion.

It was difficult work, especially with her erratic movements, but I couldn’t stop.

”Mmmgh!!! Aaahh!! I... I’m coming again, I am!!~💕”

Pshhh... Shlk... schlk...

There was no room left for pretense: she was letting her desire out with every scream, every shudder, every little orgasm that shook her body.

Her hands clutched the sheet so tightly that they even tore it in her euphoria.

At that moment, she spread her legs even wider, as if inviting me to intensify my movements. I took that unspoken plea and went deeper, more intensely.

”aaaAAhh!!! That... ughh!!! By the gods, yes!!”

My fingers searched precisely for the sweet spot inside her.

At that moment, my fingers were so sensitive that I could read every contraction, every change in internal pressure, as if they were clear indications of where I should go.

I moved forward with rhythm and consistency, giving her short, rapid orgasms, almost like a continuous electric current, preparing her for something bigger

I was very aware that, in a woman, orgasm was not an end, but a sequence: an escalation that could reach an absolute climax, beyond simple release.

”Mmmgh!! Nooo!! aaah!~Yes!!mmmnnn~ Stop!!... More!!~❤️”

I didn’t stop. I wiggled my fingers, inserted a third one, increasing the pressure inside her until she went crazy.

Her moans were no longer coherent, a contradiction that made clear her disordered state.

Mmm, she’s almost there! But... I have to be more intense, but... oh, I know!

Feeling the end coming again, I wanted to increase the intensity, but one hand was limiting me too much.

So, seeking greater control, I climbed onto the bed and positioned myself on top of her, with her precious spot right in front of me.

Plsshhhhh!...! Squelch! Shhhh!

Now I could work with both hands: one tormenting her insides with precise, deep movements, while the other caressed and rubbed her wet petals and sensitive clitoris with dedication.

Every touch, every pressure, seemed to amplify her ecstasy exponentially.

”Mgghhh! This is too much! I can’t take it anymore! More!!-”

The effect was immediate: I could feel her body reacting with total abandon. She seemed to sense that something bigger was coming, something that was not just a simple orgasm, but the absolute climax of this part of my symphony.

I would make sure it was perfect, that every sensation was multiplied to the limit.

She became even wetter; her hips arched as if she were trying to push my fingers away and escape from the extreme pleasure that was about to come, but in reality, every movement made her more irresistible, inspiring me to intensify my rhythm.

Her legs trembled and shook, her thighs rubbing against my legs, seeking contact and resistance at the same time.

Her interion began to quiver and twitch, announcing that what was to come surpassed any previous orgasm.

The contractions came fast and strong, mixing tension and shocks of pleasure in a wildly sensual rhythm.

”You’ve got it! You’re almost there, mngh!~💕 Aaaghhhh!!! Don’t stop!! More! More!!!”

She was definitely reaching her peak, a level so intense that it made her lose all control.

Every part of her body expressed it: her hands clenched tightly, her feet kicked mine, her breathing was ragged and agitated, and her hips shook convulsively with each stimulus.

Every contraction, every moan, every tremor seemed like an echo of pure euphoria.

I have to be precise.

~more~

I just had to continue my intense movements, wait for her to reach absolute climax, and then withdraw my fingers at just the right moment.

~We can do more ~

Everything was planned: the next move would start immediately after, without a single second of rest.

She was at a point of no return; I just had to feel when she would fall off the absolute edge into madness and total pleasure.

Just a little more and...

”I’m coming, I’m coming—”

~Put it in!~

Now!

~yes, that’s what I’m talking about~

”huh??!!! Nooo!!! Aaaggghhh!!!~❤️❤️❤️”

”Damn, what happened!? Agh!”

Just at the moment of her maximum ecstasy, on the verge of total collapse, I acted... although not in the way I had originally planned.

My initial idea was to abruptly withdraw my fingers, then focus on her anus, stimulating it hard and oil to drive her completely crazy.

I knew from experience that this was a crucial point, and it would be the bridge between the end of this one and the beginning of the next movement, but for some reason my actions did not coordinate with my plan of action.

Intrusive thoughts overwhelmed me, surprising me with my own decision, but I had to be positive in some way.

”So- mnghhhhh!!❤️💕”

In fact, she began to cum wildly as her body tensed and moved like crazy, surrendering to the intensity of her release.

If I think about it, the goal was achieved: I took her to the limit and immersed her in absolute pleasure, playing this symphony at a higher level... yes, I did that, but.

”Ugh, it’s so big, aahh!~❤️❤️💕”

The problem was that what had brought her to that state was my member; maybe it wasn’t the best idea to get on top of her, to have my dangerous member so close to her ass.

It was as easy as leaning forward a little and that was it. It was such a fluid movement that I didn’t understand what happened even though I did it myself.

Basically, I jumped on top of her just as I had wanted to from the beginning. My member, erect for quite some time, found its place, and the contact was immediate, igniting the passion in both of us.

”Mmmnghh!! It’s not too much, aaahhh!~💕💕”

My member filled her completely, bringing her to ecstasy even beyond what my fingers had achieved

She became even more agitated, and I, on top of her, felt as if I were riding a wild beast that was devouring my rationality. In fact, she herself was causing her own madness by moving so wildly with my member inside her.

I went ahead

Originally, I would only use my fingers to give her vaginal and then anal pleasure, and then, discreetly, I would use my tongue, to finally go for the main course.

But my intrusive thoughts and extreme arousal loomed over my semi-enlightened state.

”Ufff, well, to hell with the symphony! I barely touch the piano, ugh... it’s coming!”

It no longer mattered if my meticulous plan to bring her to the decadence of pleasure failed. Her insides squeezed and trembled like crazy, quickly bringing me to the edge.

I wondered how long she had been so precocious, but I figured it was a consequence of holding back for so long.

”Yes, that’s it, fuck, that feels so good!”

Spurt!! Splurt!.

”Huh! It’s hot!!! No, wait! Not this!!!! AAhh!!~❤️❤️❤️! Hot... it’s burning! Noooo!~❤️❤️❤️”

Squelch!...psshht!...squish!

Yes, at that moment, without any hesitation, in no time at all, I did my duty as a living being and began to deposit my seed inside her, filling her and increasing the intensity of her climax.

She became frantic: she moved her hips as if trying to get me off her, her legs kicked and her hands gripped the bed tightly.

Reaching both physical and mental ecstasy, I didn’t let her push me away; on the contrary, I pressed myself closer to her body, hugging her waist from behind and leaning forward, placing my weight on her.

My mouth was close to her ear, and I felt I had to say something to her about the unexpected situation.

”I’m going to fill you up so much that you’ll be impregnated with me.”

Yes, I think something is wrong with me right now—what I think and what I do don’t align. But who cares? That’s what I was going to do anyway, huehuehuehue!

”Nooo, stop! It shouldn’t be like this, ughhh! Nooo... aahhh! Ahhh!~💕💕💕”

Plap! Plpsshhh sllrrrpp!.! Plap!

I began to pump downwards, intensifying every sensation, taking her pleasure to the limit while making sure to fill her with my seed, and hitting her depths without any consideration.

It was abrupt, but at that moment I had no regrets. This was the ultimate: her softness, her warmth, the intense aroma she gave off, almost like pheromones, and her agitated movements due to her own orgasm led me to absolute euphoria.

Plap! Thwapp!! Plap!

I pumped and kept pumping intensely, feeling my seed flood her insides, increasing the heat and moisture, while she squeezed me tightly and devotedly, enveloping me, encouraging me to continue to the point of overflowing.

..

”hhhaaa....hhhhaaaahhh💕💕”

”Ufff, okay, this isn’t over yet.”

I finally finished, with my great release, but even so, I didn’t stop.

Thwapp! Slap!! Thwapp

As if there were no refractory period, I kept thrusting without pause. Her insides were incredible, even more so now that they were slippery, wet, hot, and tight around me.

Not to mention, the feeling of my hips slamming against her firm, trembling butt was great, and I just couldn’t stop moving...

”Mmmgh!! Wait, really... I shouldn’t!! Ahh, not there!!~❤️❤️❤️”

Everything was incredible, but I could still do more, and I wanted more. My hands, which were firmly holding her waist, began to move upward.

Their target was those wonderful hills, tight and molded by the weight of both of us, but our position made it difficult to reach them; even so, my tenacity knew no bounds.

With effort and without stopping the pumping, I reached my goal.

As I expected, their softness was perfect. I searched for her hard nipples, but what I found was unexpected.

For a moment I thought I had failed, but my fingers, now extremely sensitive, discovered the detail: her cherries were shy and hidden; she had inverted nipples.

This, far from discouraging me, caught my attention even more. I always wanted to play with ones like that, and the opportunity came easily.

Gently, I guided my fingers toward them. They were shy but hard; I knew I could bring them out with a little continuous stimulation. However, the fun was in letting our weight and movement do the rest.

”This is so... I, I’m going to...”

”Oh, my lady, that was quick, but you can do it at your leisure.”

”I-💕”

”Ugh! Me too! Nothing better than together.”

Gush!... gush!

”No, stop, or I... I’ll go crazy!!, aahhh!~❤️❤️💕”

Pshhh ... Shlk ... schlk... splish...

It was an incredible moment; she squeezed hard as she came, pulling me into ecstasy with her. I didn’t understand why I was being so sensitive and eager, but no matter what, it only made it better

Her insides throbbed and contracted around me as I filled her with my seed.

Every shake of her hips, every shudder, every tremor was a sign that I was taking her beyond any previous limits.

Her ragged breathing, her moans filled the air and made every contact feel more intense, closer, more carnal.

Her insides were a whirlwind of sensations: tight, wet, warm, vibrating with every thrust, and I couldn’t help but let myself go and fill her again without any consideration, feeling her respond with every fiber of her body.

”Mmngh! This isn’t right, not right at all, aahhhh!!!~💕💕💕”

Her mouth said that, but her body was honest, and that was all I needed.

By then, our bodies were sticky with oil and sweat, every touch and pressure mingling with the heat we emanated.

The raw scent of sex filled the room, intensifying the feeling of decadence and absolute surrender.

She came violently, her body shaking, surrendered and consumed by release.

As for me, even amidst my own climax, I felt my excitement intensify as I watched this sexy MILF being led into a state of absolute decadence and corruption, consumed by pleasure and lust