Massage class, wild one

My wife and I took an evening massage class, it was for couples and held at, of all places, a local medical system's meeting room. As a note, the system was Kaiser Permanente, my wife Patty and I were members.

Six couples showed up, all but one quite a bit older than us, we were in our 30's at the time.

The meeting room had six tables set up, Karen, our instructor had each couple select a table, then she gave a short talk about how the class, one a week for six weeks would go. She did stress that since we were all adults and nudity would be involved, she hoped we would all get past that and quickly, since we would be working on each other's nude bodies, covered only by a sheet.

To demonstrate, Karen quickly reached up and slipped the halter top she had on, suddenly we were all looking at her rather nice and fairly large bare breasts. There were a few giggles, one heavy set older lady grabbed her husband's hand and they left, although clearly he did not want to leave.

There was an awkward period where we all followed her instructions to disrobe, some were using sheets to hold up for modesty, while trying to undress with one hand while holding the sheet with the other.

My Patty, already an obvious exhibitionist, simple tugged off her top and dropped her jeans, leaving her in thin pink panties, which she quickly disposed of, baring her mass of natural red pubic hair. Then she hopped on the table, tugging the sheet over herself. I glanced around as other followed suit, the one other young couple were last to undress, she was a tiny little thing with only a hint of breasts and she tried to keep one arm covering herself but was not all that successful as I discovered she had no pubic hair at all, rare for that period in time.

Then Karen spent time with each couple, demonstrating different strokes.

By the 2nd class, no one was really concerned any more, and we did switch partners, mind was one of the older ladies, whose fingers kept finding my genitals under the sheet. She had her sheet wrapped around herself but it kept slipping and she kept retying it, so I saw her bare breasts no less than a dozen times. She had huge nipples and a heavy sag, and seemed to be quite pleased when her efforts resulted in my getting an obvious erection under the sheet.

By the third week, most were well past any modesty and the class became more naked than not. Sometimes we worked on men, sometimes women, it was about 20 minutes on the table, then switch and 20 minutes massaging, I did notice that by the last week, I had worked on everyone there and they had all had hands on me. I saw every bare breast and every hairy vagina, and every dick, of which all were in various stage of arousal, including me.

Other that massaging bare breasts, that seemed to be perfectly normal to Karen, in fact, she even demonstrated, there was no genitalia touching.

Later, I booked a session with Karen, since she also worked as a therapist taking clients, and I got one of the finest happy ending I ever got during a massage. So did my wife Patty.

But since Karen was an athlete, she competed in cross country skiing, she moved to some European Nation to compete in her sport. Norway, it was, and I guess the people there think differently of nudity than we do here in the US.

That sure was one interesting massage class.

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