Ambiguous sexual acts in a massage room

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I enjoy taking baths, especially soaking in the tub. However, these days, it's become quite difficult to find a truly comfortable bath. In my hometown, bathing was very popular. Older people would bathe almost every day, and the tickets were inexpensive—still only 1.5 yuan a ticket. A large pool with water temperatures between 45-50 degrees Celsius—a relaxing soak followed by a scrub was incredibly pleasant and comforting. Even now, whenever I go home, I often visit one of those old-fashioned bathhouses.

This habit of going to bathhouses has followed me everywhere. I've lived in this provincial capital for almost 20 years, witnessing the evolution of the city's bathing culture, from the old-fashioned bathhouses of the past to the later leisure clubs, and now to the large public bathhouses. Being there, I can feel the rapid development of our great motherland in terms of material civilization. I remember back when this city first started having leisure clubs, the massage girls were all from southern cities, speaking a language I couldn't understand. But their techniques and services revolutionized the bathing culture of my city. Now, with the development of information and the progress of society, the bathing culture in my city has undergone earth-shattering changes. Hand massage, breast massage, "dragon" massage, red rope massage, love beds, and other services are constantly being updated, leaving you dazzled and marveling at the development of the times... However, I still prefer to soak in the pool for a while, find a legitimate massage parlor, and comfortably enjoy and relax. I only have some understanding of these services; it's just a way to add some features to my work by frequently contacting clients on Facebook. I have absolutely no interest in these professions; maybe my taste is more in respectable women, haha… By chance, I ended up with a sauna technician. Even a few short sexual encounters brought me different kinds of pleasure, and now I'm sharing my joy with you guys… My

job is very busy; I often have to face the computer and drive frequently for work, so I don't have much time to exercise. This has left me in a somewhat unhealthy state, often feeling fatigued, and my neck muscles are stiff. So, during my free time at work, I often go to Liangzi Foot Massage and a sauna near my company for massages and relaxation. Because I prefer bathing, I go to the sauna more often, basically once every one or two weeks. Having gone so many times, I've had massages from almost all the technicians there. After comparing them, I started having massages from technician number 15 regularly; I later learned her surname was Wu. Let me introduce the massage services at this club. The club isn't big, and the prices aren't high. A foot mask costs 30 yuan and includes the bath fee. A 98 yuan Chinese massage is a standard massage. A 138 yuan package includes a massage plus a handjob (the infamous "hand massage"). A 198 yuan package is a breast massage. These are the only three options. There are also girls in the bath area, but they're a different team. I haven't used them, so I'm not sure about the prices. I always opted for the 98 yuan standard massage, but as you guys know, the technicians get a lower commission on the 98 yuan packages, so they kept trying to persuade me to go for the more expensive ones. The reason I often chose number 15, Xiao Wu, was because she was never difficult, didn't talk much, and her technique was excellent. My purpose in going was to rest and relax, so it suited me perfectly. After going many times, we exchanged numbers. I would go for massages when she was available. Over time, we learned some personal information about each other. Because we often made and received phone calls in the room, she probably knew I worked in sales. I also knew she had a whirlwind marriage but was now divorced, and that she came from a rural area. Wait a minute...

For a while, to secure a big project, I was on a long business trip, spending all my time at the client's place, accompanying them for meals, drinks, and entertainment—doing what I'm good at: providing companionship. One night, at my hotel, I received a text from her

: "Why haven't you come to the club lately?"

I replied, "What's wrong? Missing me?"

She said, "Even if I said I missed you, you wouldn't believe me."

I said, "Why wouldn't you believe me? I'll believe you if you say so."

She said, "Yes, I've missed you a bit since we last met."

I said, "I'm on a business trip, I'll come see you as soon as I get back."

Actually, I knew she was just worried about losing a regular client. Of course, because we'd been chatting for so long, there were some emotional factors involved. A few days later, I returned from my business trip, sent her a message to confirm she was there, and then went to the sauna club. After showering, I went to a private room, number 15. After a while, she arrived. Oh, and let me describe Xiao Wu's appearance: average-looking, long hair, and tall. Their uniforms are short skirts and t-shirts, so you can see her long legs, which I like. Her skin is very smooth. The massage rooms are always dimly lit, so I didn't get a clear look, but that's the general idea. Soon after, Xiao Wu arrived, smiled sweetly at me, and I asked, "What are you smiling about?" She said, "Because I'm happy to see you." I told her I was tired, that I'd been working hard on business trips lately, and asked her to give me a good massage. I don't know why, but today's massage felt different from usual. Her hands were massaging my back, and my hands were intentionally or unintentionally touching her long legs. My lower body reacted, and I couldn't help but shift my buttocks. She

said, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?" I didn't know what to say, so I just mumbled an "Mmm." She said, "Then turn over and I'll massage you." I also felt uncomfortable lying face down, so I turned over and lay on the bed. Her hands were on my thighs, and her arms touched my erect penis. She laughed and asked me, "What's wrong with you?" I said, "What do you think is wrong? You're making me react." She said, "Nonsense, I didn't touch you there." I said, "You're so attractive, I'll react no matter where you touch me." I said again, "I want to get a 198 yuan massage today." She lowered her head. I said, "What's wrong? If you don't want to, that's fine." She didn't say anything, silently took off her top, then her bra, and her firm breasts instantly popped out... At that moment, I thought to myself, "You get massages here every day, you should be used to taking

your clothes off by now. What are you pretending to be innocent for?" I lay on the bed and said, "Lie with me for a while." She silently lay down, and I put my arms around her neck, turning her to face me. Her breasts were pressed against my body, very hot. I reached out and played with her breasts, and she professionally placed her hand on my erect penis and started rubbing it. At that moment, I suddenly lost all interest, and she seemed expressionless. I didn't know what went wrong, so I asked softly, "What's wrong?" She said, "Nothing, I'll do whatever you want." I asked curiously, "Haven't you ever had a 198 yuan breast massage before?" She said, "I have, but I don't want to do it for you like this." Hehe, I chuckled to myself, "She's pretending to be innocent with me. Of course, she might also have some womanly thoughts about me." But I couldn't say what was on my mind, so I just kept rambling on, already planning to win her over... I comforted her for a while, saying some sweet nothings about love, like how I had feelings for her. She doubted me, saying I wouldn't like a woman who worked in this kind of place, and I used all my words to dispel her doubts.

Of course, while we were chatting, my hands weren't idle either, playing with her breasts. After coaxing her for a while, my hand moved down, touching her genitals through her short skirt. They were warm, and her pubic bone was high. I tried to slip my hand inside her underwear, but she stopped me. I could tell she was a little angry. She said, "Are all men like this, just to do that kind of thing?" Damn it, what do you mean "we men"? I pretended to be angry and retorted. She said, "Don't talk nonsense. I only do massages, I never have sex with customers. I only had sex with my ex-husband." I didn't believe it, but to get with her, I had to keep coaxing her. So I said some emotionally charged things, and knowing there was no hope this time, I didn't want to push her too hard, lest it backfire. I said, "I haven't made love in a long time, and seeing you lying in my arms like this, I couldn't help myself." She didn't say anything, and I stopped touching her genitals, just kept kissing her, then said, "Help me release, darling." Her expression softened a bit, and she didn't say anything, starting a French kiss with me. I skillfully teased her tongue with my own, sucking the soft, wet nectar in her mouth, licking her deeply and lightly. I released my guilty hands from playing with her breasts, rolled over and straddled her, holding her hands with mine and pressing them onto the pillow. I leaned down and kissed her mouth somewhat frantically, rubbing my erect penis against her genitals through her short skirt. Her genitals were very hot; I think she wanted it too, but was held back by her pride and inner conservatism.

I lowered my head and gently bit and sucked on one of her soft, sensitive nipples, eliciting soft moans from her. "Mmm, mmm..." she pleaded. "Mr. Xue... let go, let me go! Please... don't do this..." A blush spread across her face and breasts, and I began to believe her. She wasn't a promiscuous woman after all. But I didn't want to stop. I kept whispering in her ear, "I want you, I want to go inside and make you happy... I'm so swollen down there," deliberately provoking her. She kept saying, "Mr. Xue... please... don't do this... wait until I've thought it over, okay? Not today..." I felt a surge of triumph, knowing this woman would eventually be my captive, so I wasn't in a rush. But this pent-up desire still needed to be released. I said, "Hmm, I won't force you to do anything you don't like. I'll wait until that day, but I need to finish today, otherwise I'll be bursting." She grinned mischievously, "I don't care, do it yourself." The atmosphere in the room eased considerably. I knew she was slowly accepting me. I didn't say anything

, and we continued kissing for a while, my penis rubbing against her genitals. We whispered sweet nothings for a bit, then I straightened up, moved forward, and placed my penis on her breasts. I rubbed my penis against her breasts, touching her nipples with the head of my penis. She shyly closed her eyes. After playing around for a while, I took a bottle of baby oil from her basket (as you know, sauna technicians have a tool basket). I opened the cap, squeezed out a lot, and poured it directly onto her breasts and my penis. The cold baby oil made her gasp, opening her eyes and shouting, "What is this?" I laughed, "You didn't think I ejaculated, did you? Haha." She tried to wipe the oil off, but I stopped her. I placed my penis between her breasts, pressed her breasts together with both hands, and started moving. She closed her eyes again. After exercising for a while, I told her to hold me, and she obediently cupped her breasts with her hands, hugging my already thick penis. I held onto the headboard with one hand and touched her face with the other, starting to thrust my penis between her breasts. Watching my bright red glans move between her breasts, watching her blushing face with her eyes closed, was incredibly stimulating. The baby oil lubricated my penis very well, and her breasts held it tightly. Waves of pleasure made my penis grow thicker and thicker. After thrusting dozens of times, I pushed my body forward forcefully, and she cooperated by pressing her breasts down. I roared and ejaculated, spraying thick white fluid onto her neck, hair, and face. She gasped again, quickly getting up from under me, yelling, "Damn it, damn it!" I looked down at my still trembling penis and laughed, "I wanted to go in, but you wouldn't let me, so this is the only way..." After tidying up, we chatted for a while, laying the groundwork for my next "scheme." Over the next two weeks, I went twice more, but didn't ask her to have sex again. Based on my years of experience, I know you can't be too hasty with any woman; as the saying goes, "

Haste makes waste." However, she would always proactively help me resolve the issue—I won't go into the details. During this time, I would also send her caring text messages during my free time at work; women are susceptible to that. In the texts, I would occasionally mention my desire for sex, and she would always half-heartedly agree, saying she was considering it… until one day, she texted me, saying she missed me, etc. I joked, "I miss you too, but I'm afraid to see you anymore. Seeing you gives me the urge, but you won't give in, which makes me extremely uncomfortable." She said, "Why do we have to do that?" I said, "Because you're so charming, you make me impulsive." She said, "Then come on over." I knew I had a chance.

I went to the club, took a shower, went upstairs to a private room, and booked her services directly. She arrived. She had clearly just showered; her hair smelled sweet. I had her tell the receptionist her time, and then I pulled her into my arms. We rolled onto the small massage bed in the private room. I silenced her with a kiss, my tongue darting inside to suck on her wet tongue. She let out a soft "mmm," trying to push me away. Women, no matter the type or the situation, always use this "half-hearted resistance" tactic the first time. I ignored her resistance; besides, her body had clearly betrayed her desire. She craved my penetration.

My hand pulled down the scarf around her neck (their uniforms were modeled after flight attendants), and I untied her uniform. Holy crap, she wasn't wearing a bra! Her full breasts, completely exposed, were right before my eyes. They were a pair of full, firm breasts, the cherry-red nipples beckoning me, so alluring, so tempting to suckle. Without hesitation ,

I opened my mouth and took her right breast into my mouth. "Mmm..." She frowned slightly, looking at me with half-closed eyes. I suckled on her breast like a child.

I first rubbed my lips against her soft and delicate bud, then opened my mouth and took the tender little nipple into my mouth, my tongue entwining with the gradually blooming bud. Instantly, she felt an electric current run through her body, and her body visibly trembled. I softly asked her, "Does it feel good?"

Like many women, she answered with a soft "No." When a woman says no, I think you guys all know how we should continue, hehe...

I held one of her nipples in my mouth, while my other hand also caressed the other, my tongue teasingly flicking, making the originally pink bud moisten with the saliva in my mouth. Her body temperature continued to rise under my teasing, and her originally fair skin turned a pinkish color. " Mmm

..." Her hands climbed up my neck, and I once again took her other breast into my mouth, sucking on her small, delicate nipple until it was completely inside, making a shy sound. My hand moved to her other breast, my thumb and forefinger slightly squeezing and deforming it, then tugging at the tender nipple. She stirred restlessly, a fire burning within her, her legs involuntarily clamping together.

After my caresses, her nipples were now swollen and bright red, glistening with moisture, like two dazzling rubies in my eyes. At that moment, my penis seemed to reach its highest point, swelling so intensely it made me feel uncomfortable. I began to want to enter her body…

“You’re so beautiful…” A woman must be praised. My throbbing penis didn’t make me forget what a woman needs, especially since I was also very satisfied with her breasts. After playing with her breasts enough, I moved my hand between her thighs, parting her tightly closed thighs with my large hand. I saw her pink panties, lace covering her soft pubic hair, and through the almost transparent panties, I could see her alluring slit.

The moment my thumb touched that sensitive slit, her body trembled as if an electric current had surged through it. I pressed against her sensitive clitoris through her panties, gently rotating it.

“Mmm…” she bit her lip, moaning softly, her legs constantly crossing and twisting. Through the thin panties, I continuously rubbed her tender vulva, occasionally gently pressing her clitoris. Her tender cunt was already silently secreting lustful fluid.

I touched her wetness, and my fingers left her sensitive clitoris. "Your little pussy is wet," I chuckled wickedly, gently humiliating her. She closed her eyes shyly. I took off my shirt and shorts .

My penis, now free, was no longer so tight and uncomfortable. I gently pulled down her panties, my hand searching for her clitoris. I found it and began to knead it, making her feel a tingling, pleasurable sensation between her legs.

"Ah..." Her moans suddenly grew louder. I laughed, "Aren't you afraid the girls next door will hear?" She moaned softly, "You're so annoying," and lightly slapped me. At that moment, the room was filled with the scent of spring.

I helped myself up and moved downwards, revealing her wet vulva. Before entering a woman's body, admiring her genitals is my greatest pleasure, and today was no exception. Her pubic hair was concentrated above her pubic bone, and her labia majora and clitoris were clearly visible. Her labia majora weren't very dark, but rather brownish (I'm skeptical of the theory among many guys on the forum that the more sex you have, the darker your labia become; based on my years of experience, the color of the labia is basically unrelated to the number of times you have sex). Her clitoris was bright red and exposed, and after my previous rough handling, her labia were sticky with a layer of clear, lustful fluid .

I admired her genitals for a moment, then watched her close her eyes and enjoy my caresses. This sight greatly aroused me. I pulled out a large-particle condom (large-particle and ribbed condoms are my favorites) from the pocket of my clothes that I had tossed aside. Heh, I don't fight unprepared, so I quickly and skillfully put it on. With a thrust of my hips, my penis parted her labia and plunged into her wet, slippery vagina, stirring up all the love juices inside.

"Mmm, it's so warm and comfortable inside," I whispered. I spread her thighs wider, so I could see my penis going in and out of her vagina more clearly. Her two brown labia were being turned inside out by my penis. Her vagina was very tight; I guessed it had been a long time since she'd had sex. But I still teased her, "Your vagina is so tight, has it been a long time since anyone has been with you?"

She replied, "Mmm, it's been more than half a year. It feels so good." I said, "

Then I'll go a little longer, so you can really enjoy yourself."

She replied, "I hate it." I believe that when a woman says "I hate it" in bed, you only need to do two things. The first is—penetrate. If you've already done the first, then do the second—speed up and increase your depth. Without a doubt, I only need to do the second.

I grabbed her breasts with both hands, pushing my hips forward to widen the angle of her legs. This position allowed me to thrust to the deepest point. Her tight, wet vagina gripped my penis. I thrust in and out, looking at her beneath me. Although she wasn't particularly beautiful, the blush on her face gave me a strange feeling. We weren't very familiar with each other, and this slightly unfamiliar feeling of making love had a unique flavor. She kept her eyes half-closed, enjoying the pleasure and stimulation I brought her. She must have been very thirsty; after more than six months without sex, she must have longed for a man to satisfy her, because her constantly overflowing vaginal fluid betrayed her thirst. Her arms were always at her sides .

As I thrust in and out, she slowly climbed her arms around my neck. I felt this was a sign of a woman being conquered. I wrapped my arms around her neck and pulled hard, and her upper body rose up. I sat on the edge of the bed, and she straddled my lap. "Ah..." her voice was almost broken. I supported her buttocks with my hands and pushed her body towards mine, her vagina rhythmically following her movements as it worked my penis. "So good..." I let out a long howl. I began to whisper seductive words in her ear:

"Xiao Wu, you're making my penis feel so good, I'm almost climaxing!"

"You're so wet today, I've been so anxious lately. I'll come to see you often and make up for all the time." My words stimulated her, making her even more shy. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and I supported her buttocks. She tilted her head back, her long hair falling onto my knees. Our lower bodies parted and joined again and again. As I thrust, her full breasts swayed up and down, creating waves of milk that rubbed against my chest. Her vaginal fluids flowed continuously, dripping onto my fingers that were supporting her buttocks. I gently stroked them, guiding them towards her anus. The

moment my fingers touched her anus, her anus tensed, gripping the tip of my index finger tightly before quickly releasing. In that instant, I clearly felt her body tremble. She loved this action. I continued to direct the fluids flowing from her vagina towards her anus. Soon, her anus was completely wet, and half of my index finger could be inserted. The stimulation from behind made her quicken the stroking of my penis with her vagina, actively increasing the frequency. I, like a warrior growing more vigorous, was eager to elicit more passionate responses from her. So, I used my large hands to slightly part her full buttocks, inserting my entire index finger into her anus—very tightly. "Has no one ever tried this before ?

" I asked softly. She hummed in response. I said, "I didn't get it the first time, but you gave me the first time this time." She didn't reply, but continued to vigorously stroke my penis with her wet vagina. Her arms were wrapped around my neck, and her legs were tightly clamped around my waist. Her vagina was constantly overflowing with honey-like fluid, tightly enveloping my penis. The two delicate nipples on her firm breasts were also rubbing and kneading against my chest.

"Ah..." Her body seemed to be out of her control. Her legs could only tightly clamp me, and her vagina began to contract repeatedly.

"Are you almost there?" I asked softly. She nodded weakly. I picked her up, turned her around, and placed her on the bed. I stood on the floor, grabbed her ankles with both hands, spread her legs as wide as possible, and began a fierce attack, attacking her most vulnerable spot. “Mr. Xue, I ca n’t

take it anymore…” She shook her head, biting her lip, raising her hands to the other side of the bed, gripping them tightly to steady herself so I could thrust into her more easily. Finally, she could no longer withstand my thrusting; her whole body began to convulse, and her voice became much higher-pitched.

“Ah…”

“Mr. Xue, I’m coming.” “

Faster, I’m going to die.” “

You’ve made me numb.”

“I can’t take it anymore, I can’t take it anymore, ah… oh…”

Her vagina suddenly became even tighter and began to contract incessantly… She reached orgasm.

Seeing that she had reached orgasm, I was still not satisfied. I lowered her legs, and she let them dangle weakly over the edge of the bed. I leaned down and roughly thrust my tongue into her mouth, kissing her passionately, stirring and sucking her tongue vigorously, quickly reigniting her desire. She responded passionately, and we exchanged saliva. My hands gripped her full breasts, thrusting my throbbing cock deep into her cunt again and again. The fierce assault arched her body, her lovely breasts trembling violently, and she cried out softly. I grabbed her breasts, pinching her nipples with my fingers, and began my final thrust.

"I'm going to cum, you slut!"

"That was so good today!"

"I'll fuck you to death, you slut!" After a string of lewd words, I gritted my teeth, a surge of pleasure rising in my head. I let out a low growl, thrusting my hips hard a few times, and hot, white fluid gushed from the tip of my cock, shooting into her tight cunt...

It really felt good. We cleaned up the mess and chatted for a while, mostly about sex. I subtly asked her if she could give me oral sex, but she refused. Of course, I wouldn't give her oral sex either, because she worked in a place like that, and I had neither the interest nor the courage to try that. Over the next period, I went three more times. Once she was on her period, so we didn't have sex. The other two times we had enjoyable sex, but she was very traditional, lacking variety and unwilling to offer much service; she mostly just touched my penis. After those two times, I lost interest and gradually stopped going to her. We didn't text each other anymore, but I still went to the bathhouse occasionally, just no longer specifically requesting her services.

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