
I suddenly felt a little embarrassed, because after all, I was with the motive of asking for “special service”, but this discomfort was only for a second, because I said to myself, I am a customer, where customers are afraid of the waiter. The masseur smiled and said, “Let me change your clothes for you.” I stood up and he undid my blouse and removed it neatly (including my bra). I felt embarrassed to let him take off my pants for me, so I took off my pants myself, keeping my underwear on. By this time he had set up the pillows, laid out a bath towel, had me put on a disposable massage suit, and had me lie on my back.
After I was on my back, he said, ” Let me help you out of your panties” and pulled my panties down and off from behind. This was obviously to avoid the embarrassment of a guest taking off this last piece of clothing. Then she asked me how the temperature of the air conditioning, adjusted it, asked me if I wanted to watch TV or listen to music, I chose light music, she dimmed the lights, and then began to serve, in short, began to look very professional.
It started with hands pressing from shoulders to back. He was also careful to ask me if my hands were cold, heavy, etc. I’ve done a lot of this kind of general massage, so I’m more used to it
. Anyway, it starts with the back, waist, then does the buttocks, legs, feet, then you can massage the arms, and then let the guests roll over, as if everywhere is in this order. But AGAIN, because now I’m thinking “touch”, I’m thinking sexy, so every move he makes to caress my bare skin with his hands adds a little more of that flavor to my senses.
I found that when one’s heart moves in that direction, it does seem to feel different. It’s like it starts TURNING ON before it hits any sensitive areas, so while I was doing it, I was talking to her. It was nothing more than small talk. He spoke very nicely and carefully.
I asked him if he had many female customers and he said no. I asked him if they only do female guests here and he said yes, they only have female guests here. After chatting for a while there was nothing to say, just silence. His massage was really comfortable, I think I might have gotten slightly wet down there, probably in anticipation. By the time he told me to roll over, my heart was beating faster because I knew he was going to massage my breasts. By this time I was feeling a little red in the face, but luckily the light wasn’t too strong so he shouldn’t be able to tell. I turned over and immediately closed my eyes.
He covered my lower body with a towel and came to the front of my head …… Sure enough at this time he asked, “There is no place you are uncomfortable pressing, is there?
I asked out of curiosity, ” What about the other customers?” He said, “Oh, some of the guests don’t allow nipple pressing, that’s reserved for the gentleman.
When we finished, we both laughed. That laugh washed away all the embarrassment. I:” Most of it?” He said, “I don’t care, I just press everywhere, it’s quite comfortable.” I said, “I don’t care either.” Probably the face of the strange opposite sex of the passion, his hands slipped over the tip of my breasts at the moment, I actually shivered a little, mouth also “silk” sound.
The feeling of deft hands massaging the nipples is fantastic! I believe that many women at this time will have some kind of sexual pleasure, may just also be embarrassed, so he is very experienced to make hard to talk: ” comfortable, right? A lot of people come to do, the effect is quite good, now people work more tired, after work to relax and relax …… ” I now believe the blog said, because I found he will observe me, he found that I like him to massage my breasts, just push my breasts repeatedly.
After pushing for a while, he used a very comfortable movement: starting from my armpits, he wiped his hands over my breasts and nipples, pushed down both ribs until he reached the side of half of my buttocks, and then flipped it back …… Then he went the opposite direction to do it: he pushed down from my neck, past my breasts, my abdomen, until he all but touched my pubic hair, and then he flipped it back from the side Then he takes it back from the side. Each time he pushed in the direction of my bottom, I felt excited, and my body seemed to expect her to keep going down……. I didn’t say anything, this time because I was a little embarrassed to answer.
I felt as if he pushed a little more into my pussy this time, as if he was seducing me. That’s when he did something I wasn’t expecting: stopped his hands on my breasts and quickly rubbed my nipples with his fingers! It was a very exciting move. I must have had a strange look on my face when he said, “Isn’t that nice? I bit my lip and said, “Yes”. As he continued to caress my nipples, I closed my eyes and simply moaned because I couldn’t help it, massaging my nipples was really stimulating and it felt like my nerves were moving. He continued to slowly rotate the palms of his hands over my breasts.
Because the orgasm of masturbation and the orgasm of sex can not replace each other, each has its own characteristics. Although I have my husband with me in my normal life. But my husband can’t give you a delicate caress to your skin every time like these professional massage men do, so that you can relax your whole body. Psychologically, my husband is the active party, the conqueror; massage men are paid by me, for my service. So a male masseur gives me a massage that has something that my husband can’t match.
At this point he did not continue, but went out. He came back half a minute later, brought a hot bath towel, laid it over me and gently wiped off the oil, and told me to roll over and get down. I wanted to ask why, didn’t have the heart to, and guessed that this was probably a procedure for the service.
I later learned I was right. They have to press enough time each time in order to make it worthwhile for repeat customers. He first started from the back, and this time with just felt different, the approach is like a lover as gently stroking, teasing over my back, waist …… a pair of hands as if not only twenty fingers, but by a lot of fingers covered every nerve end piggyback …… He kept touching me while a slight moan came out of his mouth: ” Ah …… oh ……” . I soon felt it, felt wetter down there and unconsciously rubbed my lower body gently on the towel underneath me.
Then I heard him take off his shoes and ride up on his knees behind my body, pushing on my ass and waist. Both are sexually sensitive areas for women, and he certainly didn’t leave them alone. It was so comfortable for him to press that I instinctively just gradually kicked my ass up. But he didn’t stimulate my core right away. He leaned forward and knelt a little, crouched down, and his hands worked their way from his ass, past his waist, back, and then slid to the side, reaching up to the front to fondle his breasts!
I couldn’t help myself, and when he touched my nipple, I let out an “ooh-ooh” sound, and inhaled hard, and he moaned a few times in response, and continued rubbing my nipple. I felt the nerves in my nipples were directly connected to my brain, and the stimulation came in waves, as if my body was scattered, and a stream of water was secreting from my lower body. I unconsciously raised my upper body so that he could grasp my breasts, and at the same time my body involuntarily and helplessly twisted and continued to moan “mmmmmm”.
He probably thought I was moaning too loud, got up and turned up the music, and came back to continue in the same position. Since he caressed my breasts so comfortably, my senses were concentrated on my breasts and lower body, and I was not sensitive to my waist and back, so although he was doing a big loop (from the buttocks, waist, back to, breasts, and then folded back through the abdomen), he mainly stayed at the breasts to press there.
I must have been so out of it: kicking my ass and moaning. He sat up at that point and gave me a very gentle squeeze on my lower back. I understood and got down. He pumped some oil into his hand and sprinkled it in the crack of my ass. God, I knew he was probably going to massage my p-eye, and thought, I don’t think so, right? Without giving it a second thought, his fingers were already passing there. She was very good at it: he took turns teasing his ass with both hands, and each time he passed my P-eye I got excited, and by taking turns like that, the excitement just jumped.
I guess by this time I was dripping water all over the towel. He spoke at this point, ” Comfortable?” I didn’t say anything, just uttered a word. He proceeded to let his finger rest at the anus, massaging the perineum, rotating, gently wriggling, and his other hand pressed against my ass, making me so comfortable! She must have known herself that this was a good time for her guest, so his professional moans got a little louder. At this point I was more or less moved to him, so I blushed and said, ” You just use your hands ah, can you use your body to push me?” True to form, he replied, ” Is it a physical push? Well, I have no problem, but you have to pay me XX dollars more. We’re all physically exhausted doing this.”
I thought that since I had done it and it felt so good, I should do it. So promised him. He pressed on me from behind, arms swinging in front of my head …… I immediately felt his roots scratching on my back, tickling. His professional moan also enlarged, I do not know how much is the real component, he himself should be comfortable it, his body continued to press down, with the body to give me a massage, one side asked: ” Pressing heavy on the say ” . I said it’s okay, it’s good. He massaged the back like this and more comfortable than the hands, because the contact surface is larger, and it is his sensitive organs, more skin to skin feeling.
He used his body to massage my back, and gradually moved to the bottom, turning on my buttocks …… I was a little embarrassed at this point, after all, it is the lower body contact between men and women, but he reckoned it didn’t matter, and continued to do it, clamping the yj in the crack of my buttocks to tease …… me This time has been to the edge of the orgasm, bold and big, simply directly said: ” You again with the hands massage my ass okay?” I raised this request because just now he massaged the P eye too comfortable, I feel like I’m about to have an orgasm.
He said yes, just like just like massage my P eye massage, I feel” that” come, said:” you continue to do so, do not stop.” He said” good, I do not stop”, and he also increased the moaning sound. He said, “Okay, I won’t stop,” and he increased the sound of his moaning. I’ve never had an orgasm from massaging my p-eye before, and of course no one has ever caressed my ass for a long time before touching my pussy, but this time I really came. My bottom was pressed tightly against the washcloth and I felt my clitoris jutting and fluttering as he pressed his fingers against my PP and came! I bit my lip to stifle a moan for fear of screaming too loud.
After this wave passed, I gasped as I reached down and touched myself: my vaginal opening and the towel underneath were all wet!
” Do you want to take a break sis?” I said yes and climbed up, seeing that I was naked and he was naked, he first lifted up a corner of the towel and wiped the water from my lower body. I was embarrassed, but relaxed as I watched him concentrate. Then he gently pulled off the wet washcloth and padded it with a clean one. He put on his shirt and got out of bed, (he left for a minute, I sat naked on the bed, watching the light shine on my oiled breasts, glistening, smiling to myself, thinking, I didn’t think I could play like this, the orgasm that was usually hard to reach, was easily achieved by this white boy a couple of times, and when I thought of it, another tingling sensation like an electric current flowed through my whole body, comforting) he brought me a glass of warm water, and “Let’s talk about it”, I took the initiative to greet him I:” Others like me like this over the
Him: ” Rarely” ……
He: ” Looks like you’re pretty comfortable.”
Me: ” Of course, it’s been a long time since I’ve felt this good.”
Him: ” Are you married?
I thought about it and said, ” Married and feeling good with my husband.”
Him: ” Your husband won’t do that for you?”
Me: ” My husband can do it, not as well as you.”
He smiled smugly. Him: ” Do you want more?”
Me: ” What?”
He: “There are more comfortable ones.”
I smiled and said, ” I don’t want to leave yet.”
He: ” Good, I also did not do the full set, I did not expect you first ……”
Took another break and listened to a song …………
He sat down next to me, and at first it was one of those stroking massages, with very light movements. This kind isn’t really a massage anymore, it’s a tease. Touching me from my shoulders to my ass, I would soon feel it. I asked him if he had done it for Sis.
He said yes, sis is a regular here. I said I was a friend of yes, and he said I will take good care of my sister’s friend. With that said, he massaged down to the bottom and already teased my ass crack with his fingers, touching all the way to the pussy. It seemed that he was really familiar with it. Then he mounted me and again pressed his hands from his shoulders, sliding them over his back, waist and then massaging his ass a little harder. I then heard him remove the only pair of panties behind me, crouch down, grab my arms, and massage me with his body, his chest thick and strong and soothing. And he let out a professional moan.
I deliberately asked him, ” Are you comfortable on your own?” He said, ” Of course I’m comfortable, I’m comfortable with my sister.” I thought it was a little melodramatic to hear, but it didn’t look like he was faking it. He massaged me with the one between my ass cheeks, then he rode up on top of me still and told me to roll over. After I rolled over, he massaged my breasts with his chest. As my sister said, he used his hands to hold my arms down, supporting his body and grinding his chest against mine. It certainly felt beautiful to me, especially when he misoed the tip of my nipple with the tip of his tongue.
Then he got out of bed and massaged my upper body with his hands. He must have been very experienced, knowing how women like it, massaging the shoulders, chest, and breasts to the point. For example, if he massaged my breasts, he would grab them with the palm of his hand, hold them like this for a few moments, and then massage them in circles, and then stimulate my nipples in various ways to see how I reacted. If I liked how he did it, he would continue to do it that way.
By the time he did that, I was soaking wet down there, my body started shaking and my moans got louder. I couldn’t help but touch his naked body too. He was surprisingly receptive, moaning with his eyes closed and making ” Ou, Ou” noises as I touched his root. But I could feel that he was really comfortable. I asked him how many members would let him do the special, and he said quite a few, almost 1/3. Some people never do it, and they don’t know others do it.
As he pressed and pressed, he saw how sensitive my nipples were, so he suddenly leaned over to lick and suck one of my nipples and play with the other one with his hand. This was different again from hand touching, and I was instantly aroused! It started to get out of control! I loved it and just kept licking and switching from one side to the other. I wrapped my arms around him and messed around with him too. His back was so tender and smooth (I mean, it should be, even without the oil) and it was so nice to touch. The chest was firm too. I got even wilder at this point, simply touching his bottom, touching his ass, circling around to the ” root ” that I touched in front of me, which he didn’t avoid, and the fact that I couldn’t possibly care less about touching him carefully when I was so comfortable myself.
Before he finally called it a day, he pointed his finger at me and asked me politely, “Do you want to go in?” I’ve seen a lot of spaghetti articles written by guys on the internet about how girls use finger penetration while masturbating, or DILDO , but from what I understand, it’s actually very rare, maybe because I’m not mentally able to accept penetration by men other than my husband yet, and I leave it to him.
I shook my head and he didn’t penetrate. Maybe because she saw that my nipples were sensitive, she left her left hand to stay on my breasts, and when massaging my pussy, her right hand first massaged her pussy with the entire surface of her palm, and then her right hand’s index and middle fingers massaged her clitoris, and her ring and pinky fingers teased the opening of her vagina in the meantime, and when I was almost HIGH, he let me rest on his left arm, which was equivalent to wrapping his arms around each other, and lowered his head to contain my nipples, and his right hand simultaneously accelerated the speed of tweaking her clitoris. I was hugging him to get high. This kind of hugging tightly to reach the climax of the feeling of lovemaking flavor again, orgasm is also more SOLID. feel my lower body in the ” crash ” like a violent shaking!
After I got high, I hugged him to death and wouldn’t let go. He whispered in my ear, ” It’s all wet, my hands are full of water.” I said, ” Too …… comfortable.” After sitting up, he used a towel to wipe off the oil for me, looking at his body, I got a little mischievous and said, ” I want some too,” and went to suck on his nipples and roots. He didn’t resist, let me lick, and continued to moan professionally ……