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After finishing my business at the bank, all I wanted was to relax and unwind. I hated the smell of the beauty salon and was tired of the half-hearted massages at Thai bathhouses (of course,
sex at Thai bathhouses is amazing; the moaning, tongue skills, and vaginal pumping abilities of the Thai bath girls are absolutely intoxicating). I flipped through the newspaper and found
a phone number for a home-style facial massage.
"How much is the facial massage?"
"2000 yuan for 90 minutes."
"Are the ladies young?" "
They're all very young, satisfaction guaranteed."
It's strange, even knowing the answer to this question, I still asked.
I drove there, and upon entering, the furnishings were indeed very basic. The room was empty except for a massage bed.
"Please have a seat, the lady will be right there."
The lady who entered was simply dressed, slightly plump.
"Please serve me in a moment." "
It's mutual."
She wanted me to change into paper underwear, but I said no, and took off all my clothes and lay down on the massage bed.
"Would you like to take a shower first?"
I was thinking of doing so, but I stopped because I heard the bathroom next door being used.
"Then I'll give you a massage first." "
Okay, thank you!"
Her technique and acupressure points?
Actually, I felt a little regretful; I should have gone to the Rose Garden to find Yu-Yun.
Yu-Yun was petite and had a pretty clean-cut look. The first time I saw her, I thought it was just a simple oil massage. She was wearing a plain t-shirt and a tight skirt, and during
the oil actually talked to me for a long time about immune-boosting baby formula. But her technique was really good; I even fell asleep for a few minutes. However, after I rolled over to lie flat, she
asked me in a calm tone whether I wanted a half or full service. I was so surprised that I almost fell off the bed.
That time, because I was very tired, I didn't want the full service. She gently helped me ejaculate with her hands, and I felt incredibly good. I also touched her thighs and buttocks; they were firm and not sagging. I imagined that sex with her must be very enjoyable. Her breasts weren't large, but the nipples perked up easily with a gentle touch. Her breasts were firm and elastic, suggesting she wasn't very old; she said she was born in 1964, and I believed her. I had originally planned to get a full service, but well, you know how it is, you can't just think about it and forget it.
After the acupressure massage, she applied lotion to my back. There's a big difference between acupressure and oil massage; acupressure massages meridians and relieves muscle tension, while oil massage relaxes nerves.
I rolled over and lay there. Perhaps because it was so relaxing, my penis immediately became engorged and swollen. I could feel it throbbing with the rhythm of the blood pulse. For
a 32-year-old man, this display of virility and vigor was quite gratifying.
After massaging my legs, she poured lotion on my penis and quickly started moving her hand over it. She clearly knew that getting a man
to surrender and clean himself up in three minutes wasn't too difficult. All she had to do was quickly and forcefully move her hand from the glans to the base, and regardless of the man's size, length,
thickness, or girth, he would immediately give in.
I looked at her profile, while simultaneously touching her thighs, buttocks, waist, and breasts. She was plump, but not too fat; she should be alright for sex
. However, she didn't offer any resistance, just diligently stroking my erect penis. Strange, no one would pass up an
opportunity to earn an extra 2000 yuan.
"You look so young, you must be only twenty?" "
Not that young, you're so good with words."
"Do you do the full service?"
"Yes, but not today." "
Your period?"
She nodded. No wonder, she just wanted to get my penis out quickly and be done with it.
"Okay, I want the full service, can you ask if there are any other girls available?" This kind of situation is quite common in barbershops.
She nodded and left, not forgetting to provocatively slap my penis. A commotion arose outside, and a moment later, the madam brought in a girl. I wasn't wearing
my glasses, and through the blurry image, I could tell the woman had long hair, was thin, not very tall, and wore a pink short dress; she looked like a beautician from a department store.
"Sir, is this lady ready to serve you?"
"Yes, sure."
"I'll go prepare," the woman said, her voice slightly hoarse.
"Sir, that'll be 4000 yuan."
I gave the money to the madam.
"Sir, I still need to charge you 2000 yuan."
"Why?" I was a little angry; this was practically extortion.
"No, no, sir, it's the rule for finger massages: each woman charges her own fee, and each woman's basic fee is 2000 yuan. You're going to do the full service with
the second woman, so the first woman charges 2000, and the second woman charges 4000."
"Fine, fine, I won't do it then. Give me my money back, I'm leaving."
"Sir, wait a moment." "She seemed a little anxious," she said. "Otherwise, I'll ask her if she's willing to do it. If she is, then let her in. You wait a moment."
I lay on the massage bed, honestly, I wasn't really interested anymore.
The door opened, and the woman came in. She approached me.
"I'm sorry to trouble you." "
It's alright." She gently stroked my chest.
"I was originally going to give you an extra oil massage, because everyone's technique is a little different."
She was a little different from the women in hotels, barbershops, or even motels, I couldn't quite put my finger on it.
"You're so beautiful."
"Thank you!"
"Your clothes look like a beautician's. Are you a beautician?" "
No, I work at a hospital. This is my uniform. I'm here part-time."
Part-time! It sounded like the classified ads you often see in newspapers: young and beautiful, students, nurses, beauticians working part-time...
"Oh, you're so hardworking!" “
I can’t help it,” she brushed her hair aside, “My mother needs a special caregiver, it costs over a thousand dollars a day, and my salary just
can’t cover it.”
My heart skipped a beat.
“Are you a local?”
She shook her head, “I live in Miaoli.”
“Miaoli? You take the bus there every day?”
“Yes, by the way, could you give me a ride to the train station later?”
“Oh,” I hesitated for a moment, “Sure.”
“Thank you.”
What a strange encounter, I watched her quietly. She stood by the bed, turned around, her back to me, and slowly loosened her hair clip, took off her
shoes , and unzipped her clothes, placing them on the floor in order. Her bra and panties were pinkish-purple, very sexy. She then took off her bra and panties,
turned around, and gently stroked my body.
She was thin, but well-proportioned; her breasts weren't large, but they were firm; she had no belly, and her buttocks weren't sagging. She looked to be under 30. My hand
wandered up her thigh from behind her knees, but she kept her legs tightly closed, seemingly preventing my hand from entering her secret garden.
She poured some lotion on me, and I closed my eyes, quietly enjoying her caresses.
She leaned over my chest and abdomen, and I could feel the stimulation of her breasts and nipples on my skin—a stimulation that women with large breasts couldn't provide
. With women with large breasts, you often only feel two soft mounds of flesh rolling. She gently sucked on my nipple with her mouth, while teasing my
penis with one hand.
I knew she hadn't been in the business for very long; frankly, her tongue skills weren't as good as those of experienced Thai bath girls, but her calmness and
gentleness were a feeling I had never experienced before. My penis gradually became engorged and swollen under her teasing.
She helped me put on a condom, straddled the massage bed, and rode on top of me. She guided my penis inside her with her hand; it was a little rough, but she
wasn't impatient. Finally, little by little, it went in. Then she lay down, her hips swaying gently back and forth rhythmically…
I wrapped my arms around her waist and back. Her swaying gradually increased. I thrust my hips forward, and she
arched her back slightly. I felt my penis fully inside her…
Unlike typical prostitutes who want me to give in within three minutes, she gently began kissing my chest, shoulders, neck, and
ears. When she kissed my cheek, I suddenly had an urge to kiss her back.
There's a saying in the sex industry that working prostitutes should never kiss customers, because their bodies have already been given to them; kissing again would be giving away
their feelings. I've tried many times, and no matter how much a woman moans, how cooperative she is, how much she wiggles her hips, or how tightly she hugs you
, as soon as you get close to her mouth, she will immediately turn her head away.
I gently held her head with my hand, licking her hair, slowly kissing her ear and cheek. There was no smell of hairspray, cosmetics, or perfume; it
was simple and felt like family. My nose touched the same spot on hers, and there was no resistance. I kissed her lips, and our tongues intertwined...
She had a lot of saliva, which tasted sweet. Someone once said that a woman's saliva during sex is like nectar.
Actually, I was a little surprised that she didn't resist my intrusion. What kind of girl was she?
She pulled away from my lips and whispered in my ear, "Can you leave me your phone number later?"
I hesitated for a moment, but still answered, "Okay."
The feeling of making love with her was wonderful. There was no hurried, violent release as usual; instead, there was a feeling of tenderness. I helped her sit up,
allowing my penis to penetrate her deeper. I held her, gazing at her; she didn't meet my eyes directly. I lowered my head to kiss her breasts, only then noticing
their beautiful pink areolas and nipples.
I teased her pink nipples with my tongue; she closed her eyes, arched her back, tilted her head slightly back, and clung tightly to my back, but
made no sound…
I moved to the edge of the bed, holding her hips and rocking her up and down. Based on experience, this kind of thrusting often allows the glans to touch the clitoris, which feels very
good . Her arms wrapped around my neck, and I saw her long hair flying…
The alarm went off, what a jarring sight! I picked her up; she wasn't heavy, and my penis remained inside her. I walked to my pants and turned off the alarm.
I stood by the massage bed, had her lie down, spread her legs, and lifted them, thrusting rapidly as I watched her. She had no particular expression, her gaze turned to
the side , and a feeling of pity welled up in my heart again...
Suddenly, she opened her arms and reached out to me, "Hold me," she said.
I bent down and hugged her tightly, stopping my thrusting, but I could feel her vagina tightening and gripping my penis...
"Are you sore? Are you tired?" I asked.
She shook her head, still holding me tightly. I felt a little reluctant to let go, and my penis slowly softened.
"How about this! You can use your hand to help me."
She nodded, and I stood by the bed, letting her lie flat on the bed, quietly caressing her body. Her skin looked very young, with some acne on her shoulders, which I thought
was due to sun exposure. My hands wandered over her body, her waist, her buttocks... When my hand tried to go deeper between her legs, a resistance appeared again.
She turned and sat up, leaning against me, burying her head between my chest and abdomen. One hand wrapped around my waist, while the other gently caressed my most sensitive and
aroused areas…
Unlike the previous woman, who only wanted to make me ejaculate, she wanted me to reach orgasm in the most comfortable and enjoyable state. Ah! Ah…
I couldn't help but cry out.
Her hand movements gradually quickened, and I felt myself getting harder and harder, more and more swollen… A tightness rose from my spine, and I reached orgasm, all my
semen spraying onto her breasts, down her waist, abdomen, and thighs…

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