Sensual Oil Massage For Her
Being an erotic massage addict, not only do I love receiving an erotic massage but I also enjoy administering a sensual oil massage to some unlucky lady. I've given tonnes of mutual massages in the privacy of my bedroom / dungeon but I had a real craving to massage a girl in a professional environment like a massage parlor or spa.
I knew this was going to be a little tricky as most girls aren't comfortable with the role reversal as they are wary of creepy customers, exploratory fingers / penises and overall just the transfer of power to some guy whom they aren't familiar with. Being well aware of this going in, I knew in order to achieve this fantasy of performing a sensual massage for her, I would need to build up a familiarity with the masseuse so she was comfortable with the idea of letting me lay my lobster claws on her for a sensual oil massage for her.
I've been frequenting a local massage spa which dabbles in both therapeutic massages / beauty treatments and also the odd clandestine handjob when the boss wasn't listening. Not all of the massage girls offered hand relief but I had quickly identified which masseuses did and was regularly visiting the cutest of the bunch who we'll call Alice.
Alice was 23, Chinese, short haired with glasses and she spoke great English as she was studying at a local school. Her massage skills were excellent as she'd been certified in Shanghai so it wasn't your typical "I'll just prod the client's flesh in random spots and hope it passes as a massage" like some of the other student staff did. The massage was made even better by the fact that once she got to your legs, the massage dived directly into the erotic zone as she was soon stroking my inner thighs, tickling my balls and pretending to accidentally prod my anus or crankshaft.
We'd swiftly established that I was after a happy ending and Alice's hand relief was fantastic as it was slow, sensual and she made sure to look me in the eyes as I blew a pleasurable load. She often chatted to me about the job and openly discussed what she liked and disliked in customers. She explained her strategy to getting and securing regular clients is that she made sure she added something a little bit different to the massage session each time. This way the client wouldn't get bored of her and wonder about trying other staff. This strategy of hers I had experienced first hand as during the previous massage session, when it came time to badger my witness, rather than standing beside me, Alice climbed over my head until we were essentially in a 69 position. She furiously jerked me off with my cock right in her face as I looked directly up at her pert ass in a pair of tight pants. Being the gentleman I am, I politely asked if she was cool with me massaging (fondling) her ass and she giggled and told me it was no problem.
That was all the incentive I required as I proceeded to perform open leg surgery on Alice. Whilst I wanted to straight up rub her pussy, I didn't know how she'd react so instead, I massaged her ass and inner thighs and she offered no objections as she continued to jerk me off. It wasn't long before I could feel my Gentleman’s Relish approaching so I warned her with a "Here's Johnny!" and she moved her head out of the way as I launched a tremendous load whilst gripping her ass.
As I left the massage on shaky sperm-depleted legs, I mused on the idea of asking Alice if she was open to a sensual oil massage for her. Alice declining for "shyness" reasons was probably out the window considering we had pretty much been in a 69 position as she jerked me off. She had been fully clothed though so convincing a standard masseuse to strip down in a spa where the boss wasn't aware of happy endings might still be a challenge. Was I up to the Sensual Oil Massage For Her challenge? Fuck Yes I was!
So last week, I called up the massage spa and locked in a two hour massage booking with Alice. Upon arriving, Alice told me to head straight to the third floor as the rooms were larger and also provided much more privacy. The boss tended to look after the front desk and the cubicles downstairs were in earshot of her and the last thing I wanted was the nosy boss ruining my chances at giving Alice a bodyrub. I stripped down, placed my belongings in a crate and placed it under the massage table. My sensual oil massage for her plans were mentally being laid.
The rooms on the third third were double the size of the usual cubicles as they had two massage tables in each room as sometimes they had couples who got massaged together. Personally I couldn't imagine getting rubbed down by a cute masseuse whilst my partner lay next to me wondering why my towel was rapidly tenting. Alice soon knocked on the door and entered after I told her I was ready. As is my usual massage routine, I had laid face down, fully nude and had just put the towel to the side - no point with fake modesty when I knew Alice's hands were going to be working my hydrant at some point.
Alice hadn't bothered with the towel and was starting to apply oil to my back as we made small talk. I decided I wanted to propose the massage swap right away. if I did it after the first hour then it would be awkward as she wouldn't have given me a handjob so when would we get to that? Would we get it out of the way right then? Would we swap back over near the end of the session? Would I get off twice? My mind raced as I was faced with a handjob quandary.
I finally came to a decision and thought to myself "Speak now or forever hold your peen" as I asked Alice in a nonchalant manner;
"Hey Alice, have you ever let a customer massage you?"
"Nope, one guy asked to but he was drunk so I told him no way. Why, you wanna give me one Wallace?"
"Sure do, can't say I'll be as skilled as you but I'll try not to break anything"
Alice giggled and said "Ok, I'm up for a massage, when do you wanna do it?"
"How about right now? I'll massage you for an hour and then we can swap?"
"Sure, It beats being on my feet for two hours!"
Plan sensual oil massage for her was a go!
Things were looking good and my cock hardened at the mere thought of a sensual oil massage for her. Things then got a little bit awkward as neither of us had any idea as to how to proceed with the massage role reversal. Alice stood to the side of the table looking a little perplexed so I took the initiative and slid off the table and told her to get unchanged and turned my back to give her some privacy as I cheekily told her "Don't worry I won't peek".
I wasn't actually sure what would happen here, would Alice lie down fully clothed? I certainly hoped not but I suspected she wouldn't as it was an oil massage so being fully clothed wasn't going to work. Would she leave her underwear or bra on? Would she be totally naked? Shit was getting exciting boys and I was now fully erect at the idea of a sensual oil massage for her.
This gave me pause, I looked down at my raging boner and figured it would probably freak Alice out to be getting massaged by a client just walking around with a hard-on which I knew would undoubtedly press against her sides like a fleshy bayonet. Rather than creep her out, I quickly made up my mind and slid on my jocks and decided to massage her like that. Alice scooted past me and I saw that she had stripped down to a a small black pair of panties and a lacy bra, she had a nice small pair of breasts, dark tanned skin and quite a solid ass for an Asian girl!
Alice made her way to the wooden sliding door to the room and shoved the second massage table until it was wedged against the side of the door which would prevent it from being opened. She was clearly nervous about being caught having a massage by the other staff or boss but I did wonder what they would think if they found the door jammed shut but hey it was her workplace and I doubted anyone would check up on us.
Having fortified the room against unwanted guests, Alice skipped back over to the massage table, laid face down and announced "Ok I'm ready". Feeling a tad nervous (no wonder the other guy had been drunk!), I warmed up my hands before adding oil to them and started massaging Alice's shoulders. Now I'm no professional masseuse, I have done no courses and really had no fucking idea how to give a good massage BUT I had received a tonne of them so I just followed the script of what I found enjoyable / relaxing and hope it worked.
Alice had really nice, smooth skin as I mentally joked with myself "he rubs on the lotion" as I rubbed her neck and shoulders with what I considered medium pressure. Personally I find a really soft massage unfulfilling and plain distracting so I made an effort to put some strength into my massage strokes and work any muscles that felt tight. After a few minutes of this I asked Alice;
"How's my massage Alice?"
"Mmm very good actually, I feel like I could sleep"
I knew she was probably just being friendly but it was good to know I wasn't torturing her. Now whilst I'm massaging Alice's back, my eyes are wandering all over her body, Alice had left a fair gap between her legs and I had a great view of that solid ass (looked like she squats!). As I moved my massage strokes to the middle of Alice's back, her bra straps started to get in the way as I couldn't complete any smooth strokes.
"Do you mind if I unhook this?" I asked as I nudged her bra strap
"Go for it" she said in a relaxed voice.
I unhooked the lacy bra and let it fall to the side which gave me a decent glimpse of the elusive side-boob, we have side-boob chaps! My massage strokes continued all over Alice's smooth, tanned back and I would occasionally run a probing hand along her side and stroke the side of her breast. I spent a solid 15 minutes massaging Alice's back and whilst I was no expert at identifying and eliminating knots, I had given her a strong massage and she seemed either very relaxed or nearly asleep as she had done no talking (usually can't shut her up when she's massaging me).
I now moved my attention (and erection) to her pert ass as whilst massaging Alice's back had been enjoyable, we were about to really hit paydirt now. Alice was wearing a pair of black panties which actually made massaging her decently solid ass a little difficult as I didn't want to get oil all over her panties but figured I'd be pushing my luck if I asked her to take them off (god did I want her to tho!). After a second of indecision, I reached up and pushed / jammed her panties into her ass crack so it essentially looked like she was wearing a thong.
This gave me easy access to those tanned ass cheeks but also saved her modesty. With great enthusiasm, I oiled up her right ass cheek and proceeded to deeply massage it with my massage strokes really pushing into her ass. Towards the end of the stroke I would make sure my fingers drifted towards her ass-crack and pussy. I complimented Alice and told her she had a really nice ass and she giggled and thanked me and sounded totally comfortable with what I was doing. I was now starting my massage stroke from the bottom of her ass cheek and would bring my hand in towards her pussy and really applied some pressure to my strokes as my oily hand brushed up against her pussy lips. As this was happening I could see Alice squirm her ass / hips a little like she was getting some enjoyment out of these strokes - excellent!. My sensual oil massage for her seemed to be well received.
After I had completed massaging both her lovely ass cheeks, I moved down to Alice's legs and pushed them wide enough apart so that I had a great view of her pussy but not so spread that she felt like I was about to perform a gynecological exam. Covering her leg in oil, I started from the bottom of her thighs and the final part of my stroke would "accidentally" brush against her pussy (a tactic she always did to me) and I noted she spread her legs a little wider to give me easier access. I knew she was still way too shy for me to push things further so I continued to subtly arouse her by just lightly brushing my fingers near her pussy. At one point I pushed her knee up to her side so it was level with her waist (another tactic she uses to arouse me) and this allowed me to deeply stroke near her pussy and I could even see a glimpse of her pussy from time to time. My fingers would brush over it gently but I made sure to keep it safe and not give her concern that I was going to start jamming fingers inside her cookie-jar. As I was massaging her legs I quietly asked her;
"How you feeling Alice?"
"Feels great, you massage good, maybe can get you a job here haha"
I then straightened Alice's legs but made sure they were spread wide apart and used an erotic massage technique that always drives me crazy. I rested both my hands on her inner thigh just above Alice's knees and ticked my fingers up in a firm motion to the top of her leg. Then I would shuffle my hands slightly up her thighs before repeating this firm but ticklish motion. Just like it always did it with me, as I drew closer to Alice's pussy, the tickling and anticipation of where it was going started to make her hips squirm as she whimpered a little bit in pleasure and I could sense she was dying for the tickling fingers to reach her honeypot. I continued this all the way up until her very inner thigh when my fingers were tickling against her pussy lips and Alice's hips were shaking by now but I didn't want to cross any lines this session so after doing both legs I clapped my hands and told Alice to turn over. Alice flipped over but she made sure her unclipped bra was still covering her breasts, seeing this I handed her the towel to cover myself and she handed me the bra to put side. I helped place a pillow under Alice's head and she thanked me and settled down for the frontal portion of her massage. Part two of a Sensual oil massage for her was about to go down.
I started with Alice's legs and made sure her inner thighs and hips were oiled and massaged to the point that I could see she was starting to squirm again. Alice was totally uncovered down bottom except for her panties so I got a real good look at her pussy mound as I spread her legs and occasionally stroked my finger under the side of her underwear. I fully got the sense that Alice would be fine with me taking this a little further but you have to remember, we were in a professional spa environment and besides a handjob, we hadn't done anything else so this was already an extra level of eroticity that I hadn't envisioned and I didn't want to ruin that by asking "Yo, can I fingerbang you?".
Moving to Alice's stomach, I applied some oil near her belly button and my massage strokes went right down to where her panties were and right to the top where the towel sat just under her breasts. After a few minutes of this stroking, I suddenly felt something touch my cock through my underpants and I looked down to see Alice's finger trailing up and down the bulging outline of my cock. I looked at her face and Alice grinned but I took her hand off and told her;
"My turn's later ok - you can relax and enjoy the massage" as I playfully covered her eyes with a small towel.
She laughed and tried to protest but I wanted her to have her full hour and I knew having the towel over her eyes, only increased the sensuality of the situation as she had no idea where my hands were heading to next. After massaging her belly, I moved up to the top of the table above her head and used my oiled hands to massage her shoulders, stroke her earlobes and lightly rub her lips which had her giggling. Now as I massaged her shoulders, my hands drifted down towards the towel and the top of her breasts. At first I lightly massaged the very top of her breasts and let my fingers start to slowly linger a little lower. I knew we were moving into deep waters so I asked her;
"You want me to massage them Alice?"
"Yes, it's ok"
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This had me fully aroused now as I ran my hands softly over her small breasts and nipples. Alice left out a soft moan as I circled around her nipples before gently squeezing them. From up above I could actually see Alice's legs moving as she squirmed and squeezed them against her pussy. She was clearly loving this and had no problems with me massaging her breasts. I continued this for a few minutes before whispering to her that time was up. Alice giggled and told me I had made her crazy and that she was actually shocked I had massaged her for a full hour as she had figured I'd get bored / tired after 20 minutes and want to swap. I turned my back as she slipped on her bra but she then walked over to me, yanked down my underpants to my knees and declared "Ok your turn!". Alice then got changed back into her clothes which was probably wise as I knew if we got to the handjob stage and she was nearly naked, things would probably get to that next level and I didn't want her getting nervous as I figured next session we could see how far it goes.
For the next hour she gave me a fantastic erotic massage and finished it off with a really enthusiastic handjob that had me spaying everywhere as the last two hours had aroused me to monstrous levels. I plan on booking Alice for another session soon and we can see where it goes. My experience is a good indicator though guys, if you can build up a good rapport with a massage girl then performing a Sensual Oil Massage For Her isn't out of reach!
I've blabbered on for far too long but hope you enjoyed my update on a sensual Oil Massage For Her and I'll be sure to update you on the next session with Alice.
Mission Objective: Find a masseuse who could jerk out my final 2018 load.
Target: Local Asian Massage Parlor
Potential Threats: Early closures due to New Years Eve, Crazy traffic, Drunk masseuses
I found myself bored and horny on New Years Eve and figured an erotic massage would tick all the boxes. I had a couple of hours to spare before I had to start punishing my liver so I figured, why not coat the hands or tonsils of a hot asian masseuse with my creamy new years resolution? Fired off a few texts to some private massage girls I regularly see but they either didn't reply or indicated that they were busy getting ready for the evening's festivities which I couldn't blame them for.
This meant I needed a backup plan and would have to try a new girl which was both exciting and risky as it would suck to get a dud right before a night of partying, I'd have to be choosy! I had spotted a number of new AMP's (Asian Massage Parlor) that had opened up in a nearby suburb and figured I'd give them a try and see if we could find an erotic massage. Now I wasn't sure that a sensual massage or extras were on offer but I knew I was in with a chance at one as some retard had posted the following Google review;
"Nice girl Yumi, works at reception and does massage, attractive girl, good extras"
Guys, don't post dumb shit like this. You may think you're doing your fellow massage addicts or even the girls a favor by letting us know that a happy ending is on offer. All you're really doing is notifying the local council, police or community prudes that more than a massage is going on. This could result in the shop being investigated, raided or even closed down. None of us get any extras if the girls are out of work because the shop got shut-down so please, shut the fuck up and keep extras on the down-low. Erotic Massage Parlor reviews should not be left for public consumption!
I pulled up out front and the shop was facing a busy street which is never ideal. Whilst it didn't look seedy like some of the asian massage parlor's do, it definitely had the look of a shop where more than a massage could take place. How could I tell?, well, after years of visiting erotic massage parlors, I can usually detect if more than a massage might be on offer. This shop displayed many of the indicators of a happy ending venue such as neon lighting and late operating hours.
Many of the asian massage parlor's have a rear entrance so if you are concerned about the wife, colleagues or the Illuminati seeing you enter then call ahead and ask if they have a rear entrance (I'm going to avoid this joke completely). I'm single so I didn't give a fuck about being seen and walked into the reception area and looked around. I couldn't see any staff but the shop was clean (good), dim (better) and just didn't have that therapeutic spa feel that always results in blue balls.
Now, I had made a promise to myself, I was going to decline and walk out of any venue that was staffed by anyone older than me (I'm in my mid 30's for reference). Far too many asian massage parlor's nowadays are filled with masseuses so old that someone should declare "Welcome to Jurassic Park!" as you walk in. If massage addicts like myself stopped paying these golden girls for massages/extras then they'd soon cotton on that the hiring of younger masseuses with smoother skin, firmer breasts and teeth that stay-in would lead to better business. Thankfully where I'm from, many of the staff are drawn from the student / backpacker population so it's not hard to find an attractive under 25 masseuse if you look.
As I went to ring the bell, a stunningly cute Asian girl with a huge smile and wearing overalls came bounding from the back and gave me a cheery hello. Having seen the overalls, I knew extras were likely on the cards as any establishment that let's their staff dress casually isn't one that demands professionalism and strict rules. Personally I think it's smart business to have your girls dress in uniforms as it makes the place seem legit. If a cop or housewife walks in and she sees the masseuse wearing a tight dress or heels (not even kidding, I've had massages from girls wearing heels) then right away suspicion is going to creep in - but hey, it's not my business.
"Can I get a one hour massage please" I asked
"Ohhh! I'm so sorry, we are closing early today!"
"Totally understand and all good, have a great New Years"
"You too! Come back tomorrow and I'll give you a very good massage ok"
I chuckled and told her I would but I knew the only extras I'd be getting tomorrow would be a hangover induced migraine. Marking her down for a return visit (she was hot! and will make a great entry to my erotic massage parlor reviews), I exited the building and made my way over to the next asian massage parlor which was crazily enough on the very same road. Now I made a mistake here, I should have checked Google reviews here as this always helps your hunt in a couple of ways;
You're probably thinking "C'mon my dude, no asian massage parlor with 1 star reviews would still be in business!"
Wrong - I swear on my dads fleshlight that unbeknownst to me, the second asian massage parlor I visited had a 1 fucking star rating with 20+ glorious reviews such as these;
"This Chineses massage women at this asian massage parlor tried very hard to solicit me to buy illicit services and got full blown berserk and insulting when I told her no"
"God awful service and disgusting attitude"
"This massage shop is undoubtedly a SCAM. The masseuses pictured online look nothing like the staff"
Totally unaware of this, I walk inside to find a really crammed shop and again no staff in view. I ring the bell and patiently wait, a minute goes by and I ring again whilst mentally telling myself that I'll leave if no further response. Just as I'm about to bail, an overweight mid 50's looking Chinese lady comes barreling down the asian massage parlor stairs huffing and puffing and demands in a clearly annoyed voice;
"What do you want?"
Off to a good start here!, she didn't even open with the usual "How may I help you?" or "would you like a massage sir" - what the fuck does she think I want? I had been determined to stick to my rule of not accepting a massage from anyone with menopause and she was making my decision much easier. Now I still managed to be polite and didn't just walk out and I feigned interest and said;
"Sorry can I errr just grab a business card, are you open tomorrow on the public holiday?"
"You interrupt to ask for business card? I have stop massage to serve you" she snarled
Jesus christ lady, don't blame me because you don't have any other fucking staff! I just smiled, thanked her and walked out and wondered who the poor bastard was getting massaged by Mamasan Diabetus. After later reading the reviews it all made sense and thank fuck I was wise enough to walk out of this asian massage parlor.
Now I was down to the final asian massage parlor which was off a side-road to the first two Asian massage parlors. I always find that baffling, why setup business a couple of blocks down from another AMP when we have tonnes of suburbs without one? I guess 1 star Lo-Pan doesn't amount to much competition but it just means guys can be choosy when they only have to drive a street to checkout who has the hottest happy enders. This final massage parlor was quite discrete as it occupied an office in a building predominately dedicated to medical practitioners such as dentists, opticians and those doctors who have foot fetishes. If I didn't score here then my mission to evacuate my balls at an asian massage parlor was going to be an utter failure.
I walked into find a small reception desk and a long hallway leading off to a large number of massage cubicles. The lighting was pretty dim and once again I couldn't see any staff but hey it's New Years and many of the girls were probably on leave. Before I could ring the bell, an attractive asian girl appeared at the end of the hallway and walked up smiling after she spied me lurking at reception. She was pretty tall for an Asian girl and was wearing a tight shirt clearly showing a good set of tits and an equally tight pair of pants, she looked more classy than skanky which I liked. She asked if I'd like a massage and I told her I did and would like one hour, she told me it was $70 and took me to a small but clean room and told me to get unchanged. Before she left she asked me one of the most common erotic massage questions;
"Have you been here before?"
This is nearly always a test question as she's really asking "Do you know we provide sexual services here?" as you likely would have got propositioned / milked on your previous visits. If you say no (which often will be the truth and was for me) then she's going to be unsure on whether you want extras and she may hold back on the erotic elements of the massage until she's sure. By saying no you also give an indicator that you don't know the pricing structure and she may try to squeeze more out of your newbie wallet.
The smartest answer and what I gave her is "Yes but not for awhile", this tells her that you probably know what's going on but if she prods you on what girl you saw last time (a very common question and again she'll know if that girl provides extras and how much she charges) then you can pretend you don't remember as it's been some time. She then left me in the room to get unchanged, I hung my shirt on a hanger (always good when they provide these) and folded the rest of my clothes neatly on a nearby chair. Before I laid down on the massage room I glanced around for tell-tale signs that this was an establishment that may offer extras;
Lock on the door: Always a good sign as it shows that the girls want and can secure privacy. I've been to some therapeutic spas that have fucking windows in the doors so the girls can't even give a handjob on the sly without the risk of being caught - how rude!
Mirror on the wall: Now I'm not talking a small round mirror where you can comb that shitty excuse for a mustache. I'm talking a horizontal mirror on the wall next to the massage table so you can look over and watch whatever sordid activities may occur. Mirror Mirror on the wall, who has the largest loads of all?
Tissue Box: Probably the biggest extras give away really. Why would a standard massage practitioner need a fat box of tissues?
Smiling to myself like a true weirdo, I stripped off and laid face down (always face-down people!) on the massage bed and waited for the masseuse to return. Already my mind was racing as to what the masseuse looked like nude and would she be getting me off in 40 minutes. Taking my mind of these thoughts, I focused on the room and realised with a chuckle that the salon wasn't playing the standard cringey wind chimes & harp music that they all seem to play but had a dated soft / alternative rock thing going with Evanescence and Counting crows tracks softly playing. It was just plain weird as didn't suit the mood at all and it felt like I was in a bizarro world where I was getting an erotic massage in a Tardis. I expected to look up at the wall and see this (apologies for my very shitty photoshop skills!)
A few minute later I heard the telltale footsteps of my masseuse returning and this always fills me with a feeling of anticipation and I could feel my cock stirring. The masseuse came in and I heard her lock the door (good sign unless she planned on murdering me) and she introduced herself as Iris. I gave her a fake name, now I often do this and I'm not totally sure why as it always ends up awkward later but we can save my massage autism for a future update. She asked me if I wanted a soft, hard or medium massage and despite not knowing her skills, I told her I wanted a hard massage as I was pretty sore from the gym (sore from the Playstation more like it).
I noted right away that Iris made no attempt to cover my ass with a towel which is nearly always the first step a masseuse will do if she's not planning on supplying extra (even if she is, many times they will still cover you). You'll always see a towel on the massage on the bed when you walk in, most people probably cover themselves up with this but I personally have never done this. I always just tuck it to the side of me or on a nearby chair as it sends a clear message of "I'm naked and don't give a fuck!". If the girl insists on putting it on me then I never object but it's always a good test and Iris never made a move for the towel.
She warned me that her hands were going to be cold and she started softly rubbing oil into my upper back. I was pleased with this, I personally hate when a masseuse for some unknown reason decides to start the massage with your legs. Why do I hate this? well whatever erotic strokes are going to be made by the masseuse are likely to happen when she's massaging your legs right. So it makes sense to perform the most arousing strokes right before it's time to turn over as she can then get a clear view of how keen you are for a happy ending. If she's massaging my legs first then that erection is unlikely to last the twenty minutes of back-rubs and then she's going to flip me over and laugh at my pitiful flaccid cock and wonder if I even want a happy ending. I don't get why girls do this, massage the legs last dammit!
Iris started chatting away which I don't mind as the girls must get bored out of their mind massaging away for 60 minutes listening to soft rock. She ran through the standard sensual massage industry chit-chat which is nearly always stuff like;
"What do you do?" (this is nearly always sounding your wallet out so for gods sake don't say something that screams money like a Doctor or Presidential Wig Repairer)
"How often do you come here?" (Another budget checker, for a laugh and blueballs you could say "Whenever my police shift ends")
"Are you married?" (This one's always a bit strange as I'm not sure who actually says yes. I'm guessing a married guy might not be after extras and they are gauging that but in reality most married guys probably do want the extras! *married guys nodding*)
We finished most of the chit-chat with this hilariously awkward exchange;
"Got big plans for tonight?" I asked
"Not really, I'm just heading to a restaurant with friends"
"Nice, which restaurant you going to?"
Now this was a massive blunder by me. I was just making small talk and gave no real fucks about what restaurant she was going to. She of course went into panic mode and probably wondered if I was going to be some crazy stalker. She likely had visions of me charging into the restaurant whilst she was ordering entrees and asking her in front of her friends to give me a handjob in the toilets.
"Ummmm, Errrr, I don't know....well...My friend made the booking! Yes, she made the booking. She just hasn't told me the restaurant yet..."
I just chuckled and told her to have a good time and quickly changed the subject before I could spook her anymore. I get it, the girls are stuck in the room with us and some client's can take the friendly banter, relaxing massage and happy ending as a sign that the girl might be attracted to them. I've spoken to many girls about this and have seen first hand all sorts of odd gifts, weird texts and generally creepy behavior displayed by customers. I'm a realist, I'm visiting an asian massage parlor for a good rub-down and to get my rocks off, the chit-chat I can take or leave but I generally find I have a good connection with the girls as I never push any boundaries.
Following the small talk, I settled down to enjoy the massage. Don't feel the need to keep a conversation going at an asian massage parlor, if you don't feel like talking then it's totally fine to lay back and enjoy the massage as that's what most clients do. I tend to chat until the leg part of the massage as that's when some of the more sensitive strokes happen and it's hard to focus on that when you're explaining the importance of agility on your assassination spec rogue. One hilarious thing I do find is that, when I am having a conversation during this portion of the massage, my voice will either crack or raise in volume as her hand brushes my balls etc. The masseuse nearly always notices and laughs and asks "Is something wrong? Your voice sounded funny?" Grrrr
Iris's massage technique turned out to be top notch, she right away started attacking my knotted muscles with full muay thai rules, elbows were deployed and it was firm but not to the point of pain. She clearly had been well trained, I've had so many massages by now that I can tell without a couple of minutes if a girl is a rookie or a veteran. Iris's massage was very flowing and she made sure to employ symmetry as it always tilts me when a girl massages say one arm and then totally forgets about the other one. The back portion of the massage was truly relaxing but I still had that awesome feeling of anticipation knowing that she would soon move to my ass and legs.
Iris finished up with my back and I then heard her shuffle down towards my legs. She gently applied a fine layer of oil to my upper thighs and ass and proceeded to rub along my thighs and right before reaching my ass she would run her thumbs along my very upper thigh which stroked along my balls and ass (which felt great). This can sometimes be accidental but a non-sensual masseuse will either totally stay clear of your upper thighs, only use knuckles and elbows so no stray fingers could be misconstrued or cover you firmly with a towel so no sensitive areas can even be accessed. Iris had clearly moved away from the elbows and was now using her fingertips to arouse me at the end of each massage stroke.
She didn't say anything but you can bet she was watching my reaction with an eagle eye and gauging if I was into it or not. So how should you behave in such a scenario you ask, my advice is this. You want extras and you may want to show the girl you desire extras but you can be subtle about this. When she's stroking your inner thighs and balls, just spread your legs a tad wider or lift your hips a little so she can get better access if needed. You can even come out and say something like "that feels great" or "It's really sore there!" as that'll make certain that the asian massage parlor masseuse knows your all aboard the extras train - choo choo motherfucker.
I didn't perform any of these maneuvers as I was fairly certain where this was going and sometimes the uncertainty is the best part of an erotic massage. Iris had pretty much ignored my calves (they looked like they'd been eternally ignored in the gym!) and was now firmly massaging my ass and regularly sliding an oiled finger along my ass crack and stroking my balls. I was hard as a rock now and I really craved Iris to reach under and stroke my cock but she still was teasingly keeping up the illusion of this being a massage.
Iris then pulled out one of the most trusted and reliable asian erotic massage parlor techniques a masseuse can perform. She reached behind my knee and gently slid my leg up to my side so my knee was level with my waist. This gave her easy access and direct view of my manly componentry and her oiled hands were soon brushing against my cock, balls, ass and stomach and I was starting to writhe around a little which I'm sure she noticed. She hadn't grasped my cock yet but I know she could fully see it and she slyly ran fingers along it whilst pretending to be performing a standard massage stroke that ended near my stomach. After swapping sides and performing this same move, I was dying to turn over and Iris must have sensed this and in a quiet voice she asked me;
"You know we do happy endings here right?"
What could have given that away? A strange question really as what if I said "WHAT! I'm just here for the scalp rub!" Also strange timing as the girl nearly always asks you when you've flipped over, not when your face is buried in the massage table hole.
I laughed and said Yes I know happy endings are provided and she also giggled and said
"Good!, I'll go get a hot towel to rub the oil off"
Now, I'm massively opposed to the hot towel and I'll write an entire future update on the failing of the hot towel at the asian massage parlor. Briefly though, it's annoying because just like in this instance, the girl leaves the room to get an unnecessary hot towel when you are horny and eager to flip over and get the extras rolling. Instead your left lying there in silence, erection wilting as you wait for the girl to return. The worst part of it is, the girl is never fast, she nearly always has to microwave a towel and whilst she does that she does shit like checking her phone, gossiping with colleagues and google imaging "micropenis" so she knows what she's dealing with when she returns to my cubicle. Some customers get tilted as fuck over this as they are paying for the girls time and the useless hot towel retrieval feels more like a scam than it does a service but let's save that rant for later lads.
Iris quickly returns (she was actually gone for an eternity and my once malphite like erection had turned into a disinterested noodle that I was begging to re-awaken). Using the hot towel, Iris wiped the oil from my back, ass and legs and she made sure to innocently brush the rough towel against my balls. Now, unlike many erotic masseuses who just flip you over with no semblance of an erection left, Iris dropped the towel and then used her fingernails to slow drag them across my back and legs before drifting up between my legs and lightly stroking my balls, ass and cock until I was rock-hard again. She then whispered in my ear to turn over as she retrieved the pillow that my legs had been propped up on and handed it to me to put under my head.
Iris rested a hand on my leg and looked down at my throbbing erection, smiled and asked me;
"So, what extras would you like today?"
"What extras do you offer?" In a voice like I was ordering a chicken parmigiana
"Hand Relief is $50, Topless is $70 and nude is a $100"
Now don't get confused by those figures guys, the hand relief is always included so it's not in addition to the other extras. So a clothed handjob would cost me an extra $20 and her getting fully naked would set me back an additional $50. The figures were pretty much on par with most massage parlors in town, I could usually haggle the handjob down to $30 or topless to $50 but she was hot, it met my budget and I didn't want to haggle on new years eve. You'll note that she didn't offer a blowjob or full service (sex) but I was fine with that, the blowjobs are nearly always covered (pass) and sex in a massage cubicle is't something I typically go for.
I went with my trusted move, I had come in with $70 and that's all I planned on spending. I encourage you do this as then you can only spend what you came in with. The girls have a real knack for drawing more money out of you if they sense you're a slave to your balls.
"Let's go with topless please, I have $70"
"We have credit card facilities if you like?" she shyly asked. See what I mean, they'll always try and up-sell and if you're weak then you're soon putting massage services on a traceable credit card which I don't recommend (more on that in a future post).
"I'm all good, just topless thanks Iris"
She pretended to pout and said "I could get fully naked if you wanted"
Yeah if I wanted to pay! I chuckled and told her I'm ok thanks;
"So handjob right?" This made me pause as I thought that's all she provided but my brain actually just keep repeating this;
I gulped in the affirmative as Iris started to pull off her shirt. Before we could hit breastly paydirt tough she asked me one of my pet-hates;
"Can you pay me now please?"
Once again, I'll cover this topic in a future update but it's an annoying practice that's becoming more common due to some piece of shit massage clients doing runners at asian massage parlor's without paying. So I awkwardly pulled myself off the table and shuffled through my jeans trying to find the $70 which I handed to her. I then resumed laying down on the mattress and could hear Iris removing her shirt above me (I wanted to look up and perv but refrained). She then walked back in sight and I saw she had a fantastic rack, not too big but very pale and no sign of sag at all with hot pink nipples. Iris moved up next to the bed and started lighting running her fingers across my chest and lower stomach, she paused before she reached my manhood and I asked her;
"Ok if I touch your boobs?" Always polite to ask boys, the girls will like the fact that you asked
"I WANT you to touch them" she said - wow, not just an ok but she wants me to touch - didn't buy that at all but Iris was a savvy masseuse!
I reached up and slowly ran my fingers across her boobs. Pausing when I got to her nipples which hardened at my touch. Iris didn't do any of the fake moans or "just like that daddy!" shit that some of the older asian masseuses do which I detest. As I played with her tits she had reached for the oil and slowly covered my cock and balls with oil which she gently massaged. Iris wasn't a lazy massage therapist, she used her free arm to run across my body, tweaking my nipples, brushing my mouth and earlobes and just ratcheting up my arousal levels to colossal proportions.
The best part of Iris's technique though was her focus and attention, she didn't just stare off into space as she jerked me off (sadly this can be common) but instead she stared me in the eyes, got close to my cock to inspect her handiwork and even once kissed my neck. At this point I was in heaven and my hips were bucking a little as Iris slowly ran her oily hand up and down the shaft before rubbing the head, this continued for quite some time.
Her other hand reached down and she used her fingernails to tease around my anus and balls. Iris continued to stare me in the eyes and smile as she caressed my oiled cock and she soon noticed I was nearing orgasm and she grabbed my hand on her breast and squeezed it so I was pinching her breast and she whispered "harder please", I complied of course and squeezed her nipple hard and this sent me over the edge and I blew an epic load that had my hips bucking.
Iris continued to milk every last drop of cum from me and I laughed and covered her hand with mine when it got to sensitive and she smiled and apologised. She comfortably chatted to me topless for a few minute and asked if I wanted a scalp massage, I told her that I knew she and the other girls had new years plans (WHERE IS THAT RESTAURANT IRIS!) and I'd let them get ready, she thanked me, gave me a hug and said she hoped to see me again. All fakeness of course but hey that's the sign of a good erotic masseuse, you leave feeling relaxed, relieved and wanting to come back.
Jesus christ, I just write close to 6000 words about a single handjob! Sorry for the length of the post but it got a bit away from me. Not sure if readers will enjoy this post but if you do, and would like to read more asian erotic massage parlor reviews then shoot me an email at wallace @ eroticmassageblog.com
Happy Endings and never fear, I'll be seeing that Iris again *Scouring nearby restaurants on google maps*