The Growth Process of a Glamorous Young Woman - Posture Massage

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Hello everyone, Romantic Sister is finally here! This has been incredibly busy lately, with the shop running around like a headless chicken every day, dealing with all sorts of things like buying inventory, stocking shelves, and sales. It's been exhausting! Thankfully, things have calmed down a bit these past few days, so I can finally continue updating the story. Because life has been so hectic, I haven't had time to truly experience it. This story happened just yesterday, so I'm sharing it with you all right away . Okay, let's begin!

This month I've been so busy with this and that that I haven't had time to write, so it's been almost a month since we've had any intimacy. My dear husband won't be back until next month, and these past few days have been my safe period, so I feel particularly needy. Today is the birthday of one of my female classmates from university, and she's invited her dorm

mates to a birthday party—yes, karaoke! In the evening, I closed the shop early, went home, took a shower, and carefully dressed up before heading to my friend's birthday party. It was already past 8 pm when I left. Tonight I was wearing a blue strapless dress, sexy yet elegant, and overall very pretty.

Because I've been so busy every day this month, my back is aching and my legs are tired. I really wanted to get a massage to relax, so after joking around with my girlfriends, it was already past 11 pm. After everyone left, I drove alone to a high-end massage parlor near my house. I'd been there a few times before, but this was the first time I'd been this late.

This parlor was quite luxurious, and of course, the prices weren't low either. The service was excellent, and every masseuse was truly skilled. After parking my car, I walked into the lobby, where a male manager came up to greet me. "

[Good evening, miss. Would you like a massage?]" the manager asked politely, his eyes constantly scanning me up and down. No wonder, I was dressed rather provocatively tonight.

"[Yes, please arrange for a female masseuse.]" "[Okay, please come with me, miss. I'll take you to your room to wait.]" the manager said politely, still maintaining a high level of courtesy. The difference in manners among people at high-end parlors is quite striking.

A few minutes later, the male manager led me into a rather luxurious room. It wasn't huge, but it was quite spacious. There was a luxurious massage chair, a large round bed next to it, and a toilet, bathroom, and a large-screen TV—it was more like a hotel than a massage room.

[Miss, please wait here a moment. A female technician has been arranged for you. Would you like something to drink?] [Just a glass of milk.] The male manager then left.

I immediately lay down on the large round bed. It felt so comfortable. I was so tired that I didn't want to get up; I felt like I could just sleep there. A moment later, someone knocked on the door and came in. I had to sit up immediately. I saw a young woman, about 20 years old, walking in. Why do I say "Chinese and foreign"? She definitely looked Chinese, but she also had a foreign air about her; I thought she must be of mixed race.

[Miss, hello, I'm technician number 18. It's a pleasure to serve you.] After saying that, she gestured for me to sit in the massage chair. She pushed over a tub of Chinese herbal medicine. Why did I choose herbal medicine? Because it's good for relieving fatigue and refreshing the mind. I immediately went over and soaked my legs in the tub. Since we were both girls, I wasn't too reserved and spread my legs wide. My skirt was already short, and with my legs spread, my white lace panties were completely exposed, greedily enjoying the fresh air. The girl kept smiling.

During our brief conversation, I learned that her name was Xiaoyu (Little Fish). Hehe, it sounds the same as mine! I wasn't mistaken; she was indeed mixed-race. Her mother was Chinese, and her father was Indonesian. Wow, what a unique combination!

After our conversation, she told me to put my feet on the massage chair. I lay down, and Xiaoyu began to massage my legs.

"Miss, you must move around a lot. Your muscles are quite tense. If you don't massage them properly, they can easily cramp up." I didn't answer, just smiled at her and gave her an affirmative answer: the technicians here are really skilled, their acupressure points are accurate, and their pressure is impeccable, so the massage felt very comfortable. I closed my eyes and enjoyed it. At this moment, Xiaoyu's hands went directly to my thighs. I instinctively opened my eyes. Although we are both girls, I was still startled by her sudden action.

[Miss, your legs are very white and smooth. You must take good care of them.] She continued to massage my thighs. The thighs felt much more painful than my feet. After seeing my reaction, Xiaoyu said that it was due to strain, so it would hurt more when she massaged them, but it would feel very comfortable afterward. At this moment, Xiaoyu's hands almost touched my private parts. My body trembled involuntarily, and then she withdrew. After several massages like this, my legs felt much lighter than before.

[Xiaoyu, your technique is really amazing. In a bit, please massage my back and waist. My back is so sore.] "Oh, I'm sorry, miss, I'm actually not very good at back massages, and I only recently learned foot massage techniques." Xiaoyu looked at me apologetically. "Really? Your technique is so good, I thought you were a master masseur! Foot massages alone aren't enough for me now." After hearing my request, Xiaoyu pondered for a moment and said, "Actually, my techniques were all taught to me by my dad. Why don't I call him over? He's extremely familiar with the acupoints on the back, and he works here too; he's a fairly well-known massage therapist." "Oh, so your dad's a therapist too? He's so famous, how come I never noticed before? Go tell the manager, I need another therapist, and I'll choose your dad." After getting my consent, Xiaoyu happily went out to find the manager. She was so excited during our conversation that I only snapped back to reality then. "Dad's a male masseur," I thought, "isn't this a massage from the opposite sex?" I'd never tried it before. Was it inappropriate to let a strange man massage me? But I figured nothing would happen, since Xiaoyu was there too. At most, her dad would just have to do some massage. I waited with a mix of unease and excitement; this might be a good experience.

About ten minutes later, Xiaoyu returned to the room, this time with another person—her Indonesian father. I sized him up; he was about 170cm tall, dark-skinned, and around 50 years old. He looked like an experienced masseur. He smiled and walked towards me. After

some introductions, I learned that this Indonesian father was named Bala. He used to work at another massage parlor, and I'd heard that many wealthy women specifically requested him, saying he was very skilled. Today, I'd see for myself.

After Xiaoyu told her father about my request, he said to me, "Miss, you want a back and waist massage, right? Let's start with the shoulders." He then went behind me, propped up my waist with a pillow, and placed his rough hands on my shoulders, beginning a rhythmic and firm massage. I was so nervous I stiffened up, because it was my first time being massaged by a strange man.

Bala, knowing I was nervous, said, "Miss, you don't need to be so tense. This will make your muscles stiff and it won't be as effective. Try to relax." I nodded shyly. To avoid the awkwardness, I spoke to Bala, "Master, although you're Indonesian, your Mandarin is quite good." "Hehe, I've been in China for almost 30 years, and my Mandarin is basically no problem. I really like Chinese food and some of the dialects and customs. Of course, I love Chinese women the most, otherwise I wouldn't have married one, hehe." We finally broke the tension during our conversation, and I gradually relaxed. I don't know if it was his effect or something else, but my body just kept getting warmer and warmer. At this time, Xiaoyu continued to massage my feet.

Bala was still massaging my shoulders. His hands were larger than most Chinese people's, and sometimes the tips of his palms almost reached my breasts. Instinctively, I pressed my chest, and Bala's hands moved up a little. After I lowered my hands, they slid down again, but before they even touched my breasts, my heart was pounding, and my body was already burning.

At this moment, Xiaoyu suddenly bent my legs. Oh my god, when she did this, my underwear was exposed again, getting fresh air. She said it was part of the massage, and without waiting for my consent, she started massaging the groin area of my thighs. At this moment, I secretly glanced at Bala, who was massaging my shoulders, and found that he was looking at my underwear. (Oh my god, don't stare at my underwear like that, it's so embarrassing, please stop looking and focus on the massage!) Although I cursed him like this in my heart, I didn't say it out loud.

At this moment, Xiaoyu gently circled my labia with her fingers around my inner thighs. These small movements were so stimulating that I couldn't help but moan softly. I looked up at Bala, and my vagina was already secreting some lubrication, wetting my panties a little.

Xiaoyu said, "Miss, you probably haven't had sex in a long time, so this area is more sensitive. Just relax it a bit and it'll be fine." (Ah, you're right, I haven't had sex for almost a month, and these past few days have been my safe period, so I'm especially craving it. You've aroused me.) Bala, who was massaging me from behind, chuckled softly. I was so embarrassed that I wanted to crawl into a hole. It was so embarrassing, and my body was getting hotter and hotter. Then Bala spoke up, "Well, I suppose you're already married. It's normal to have needs after a short marriage. Young people need passion, so you don't need to be so nervous or bothered. Okay, that's enough for your shoulders. It's time to massage your back."

Hmm, my back is already very sore. I blushed and said, "Dad, I'll leave now since there's nothing else for me. You can massage the lady here." As I spoke, Xiaoyu started packing her things. "Ah, Xiaoyu, aren't you supposed to be massaging with your dad?" I asked in surprise. Xiaoyu explained that she only knew how to massage feet and nothing else. Even if she were here, she'd just be watching, so she might as well go massage the next customer. Actually, I thought it was better if she didn't know how to do it, since your dad and I are of the opposite sex, and it wasn't really appropriate. But in the end, Xiaoyu left.

The room was filled with an awkward atmosphere again. After a long while, I finally managed to say, "Then, Master Bala, I'll trouble you to massage me." Bala smiled and said, "Then please lie down on the round bed, Miss." I did as Bala said and lay down on the round bed. My heart was pounding. A man and a woman alone in a room, getting a massage from the opposite sex—the more I thought about it, the hotter my body felt.

"[Okay, I'm starting now.]" Bala said, standing on the round bed and squatting down near my buttocks. Although he didn't touch my buttocks, I could still feel a man's presence. His rough hands touched my tender skin again, moving from my shoulders down to the base of my back. Just before reaching my buttocks, Bala moved his hands back to my shoulders. "

[Master Bala, it's right there, that area is really sore. Your technique is very good, it feels so much better.]" I said contentedly. "[Miss, you have many areas that are strained, but I will help you solve them one by one, trust me. But now we need to start...]" Hearing Bala hesitate, I hurriedly asked him what was wrong. He said: "

Because the massage I'm doing now is a type of spa, to completely relieve the strain, you need the help of essential oils to penetrate into your muscles to be effective." "[Then use essential oils, money is not a problem.

Miss, if you want to use essential oils for a massage, you first need to take off your clothes. Although your dress only exposes your shoulders, I can't massage other areas for you.]" "Ah, I just realized, right, to get an oil massage I have to take off this dress first, but that would mean I'd be naked in front of Bala.

[Well, Bala, that might not be appropriate, after all, men and women shouldn't touch each other, how should I put it...] This time it was my turn to hesitate.

[Miss, you don't really need to worry about anything, many female customers have experienced this. You have to think of it as just a massage. You paid, so I have to serve you. However, the final decision is yours. If you don't want to, then I'll have to leave, since I have other customers waiting for me.] At this point, I was really hesitant. Thinking about what Bala said, it made some sense. The worst-case scenario was that Bala would just slap me a few times

. Anyway, I've slept with strange men before, so this massage isn't a big deal. [Miss, what do you mean?] [Well, okay, I'll have this spa massage, thank you Bala.] [Then please take off your clothes.] Bala said very politely."

I knelt up, holding the strapless dress with both hands, and slowly pulled it down from the chest area to my buttocks. Since it was just a back massage, I didn't need to take off the whole dress. Because I was wearing a strapless dress, I wasn't wearing a bra, just two nipple covers. I was now facing Bala with my bare back, and then, feeling embarrassed, I immediately lay face down on the round bed, indicating to Bala that she could continue the massage.

[Oh, so you're not wearing a bra, that's a good habit. Actually, women shouldn't wear bras all the time; it's not good for the breasts.]

[Bala, please start quickly.] I said, blushing. At this moment, Bala took a bottle of clear liquid from the counter and slowly poured some essential oil onto my back. The essential oil felt cool when it first touched my skin, like a minty sensation. Bala's hands began to move over my back.

[Bala, what kind of essential oil is this? It's cool at first, but after a few rubs, it gets very hot.]

This is a unique essential oil from our shop. The heat means it has begun to penetrate your muscles. Bala's hands were kneading my back vigorously, making it very hot. Then Bala stretched my arms out to the sides, and I lay face down on the round bed in a starfish position. For some reason, I felt strange. Although the essential oil was heating up, I felt my body getting even hotter. My vagina started to leak fluid, and I breathed heavily. Bala then ran his hand across my waist and slowly pushed forward until his fingertips touched the side of my breast. I was startled by this and quickly covered my chest with my hands to avoid being assaulted by Bala.

Bala pressed hard on my back a few more times and stretched my arms out to the sides again. "How is it, Miss? Does it feel good? Soon you will get rid of all your fatigue." "It feels good, but why is my whole body so hot? And...and..." I said breathlessly. "Oh, I forgot to tell you, besides relieving fatigue, this essential oil also has a little aphrodisiac effect. It's normal if you feel anything wrong with your body." (That damn bastard, he only told me at this crucial moment! It turns out it was an aphrodisiac. No wonder I felt it getting stronger and stronger, and since I'm in my safe period now, I felt even more craving it.) By this time, I was panting, my breathing becoming rapid. Bala's fingers moved to the side of my chest again, just like before. I immediately covered my chest with my hands, but this time Bala didn't back away; he pressed his hands directly onto mine. I immediately grunted and turned to Bala, saying, "Master Bala, please...please don't do this." Unexpectedly, Bala said, "Ah, Miss, I see, I see your breasts. You're wearing nipple covers.

Ah..." Embarrassed, I immediately lay face down on the round bed, and Bala continued massaging me. I knew I had been impolite. Then Bala said again, "Miss, you don't need to be so reserved. Try to relax, don't be nervous." Oh my god, how can I not be nervous? The aphrodisiac effect is getting stronger and stronger. I'm starting to feel weak and listless. I'm lying on the round bed panting. At this moment, Bala puts her hands into my breasts and rubs them greedily. Under the effect of the essential oil, my two pink nipples immediately harden.

[Ah... Bala... Master is here again, no... didn't I tell you not to... do this... um...] [Miss, this is also part of the massage. Come, let me help you remove the nipple covers.] Saying that, he tore off the two nipple covers, and Bala's hands touched my breasts again. My body trembled involuntarily. He pinched my nipple with two fingers. I was already extremely aroused by him, and with the aphrodisiac effect, I had no strength to resist him. At this time, Bala moved his hands to my back and repeated this action several times. I knew that my breasts had been conquered by him.

[Okay, now it's time to start massaging my buttocks and thighs.] After saying that, without getting my consent, he pulled down the dress that was half off, instantly revealing a charming white panty.

[Ah, Bala... Master, do you need to massage there too? I feel more and more strange, it feels very hot and burning.] [Yes, miss, the medicine is working. This spa is a full-body massage. As for the feeling you described, don't be surprised, because your private parts are already producing a lot of lubrication.] Hearing Bala say this, I immediately sat up and actually pulled my underwear down to my calves, touching my vulva with my hand. Oh my god, my vulva was overflowing with lubrication.

At this moment, Bala gestured for me to lie down again and helped me take off my underwear, placing it on the ground. I hurriedly covered my buttocks and vulva with my hands, trying not to let Bala see. Bala didn't question me, poured essential oil on my buttocks, and massaged again. Oh my god, the essential oil dripped into my buttocks and then flowed down to my vulva. The feeling of burning desire immediately filled my whole body. I felt like I was being electrocuted. Firstly, Bala's massage was so thorough, and secondly, the aphrodisiac effect of this essential oil was too strong. Bala massaged my thighs all the way to the soles of my feet, and then started moving back up to my buttocks.

[Miss, your skin is so soft. You must take good care of it. Your husband is very lucky because your organs are so beautiful; they must be very tight.] [Master Bala, please don't say that. Hmm... it feels so good...] At this moment, Master Bala poured the remaining essential oil onto my back and buttocks, then wrapped me in a hot towel and said, [Okay, now wrap it for 5 minutes to let the medicine fully penetrate into the muscles. Then your muscles will be very relaxed, and you will feel very comfortable. Please wait a moment while I go outside to get some clean hot towels.]

After saying that, he ignored me and left.

Only then did I calm down, thinking it should be almost over. Although it was embarrassing, it felt really good, and I felt much lighter. It seemed like I could go on another round of "fighting." Suddenly, I felt an intense itching in my vagina, and it kept leaking lubrication. It was so numb, I could only feel waves of tingling numbness in my vagina. I was already panting heavily. I thought this must be a side effect of the essential oil; the aphrodisiac was acting up again, and this time the feeling was very intense. I couldn't resist anymore. One hand reached for my vagina,

my fingers pinching my clitoris. Oh, it felt amazing. I was moaning, masturbating with one hand on each side. Oh my god, what am I doing? This is a public place, and I'm masturbating! But my thoughts couldn't stop my fingers. My index finger was already inside my vagina, but it felt empty. My fingers couldn't satisfy me at all. I needed something bigger and hotter, so this kind of caressing was no longer enough.

It had been almost a month since we'd had sex, and coincidentally, these past few days had been my safe period. With the aphrodisiac effects of the essential oils still in effect, I knew I was burning with desire. My mind was completely consumed by lust. I wondered why these five minutes felt so long, and what Bala was up to. I continued masturbating. Suddenly, I heard the door open. Startled, I immediately pulled my hand away and remained prone. The fright had lessened my desire considerably. I wondered if Bala had noticed me masturbating when he came in. My face flushed.

["I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Miss. I'll wipe the essential oil off your back now."] ["Mmm, I felt so comfortable I almost fell asleep."] (I admire my own lie; I was clearly masturbating just now.) Then I saw Bala come in wearing a bathrobe. He removed the towel wrapped around me, letting the air cool me down. Then, Bala used a warm, damp towel to wipe the essential oil off my back.

["Miss, please turn over; it's your turn now."] [Ah, there's more. Wasn't it over?

There's one last part. You need to massage the beginning too.] Without waiting for my consent, he flipped me over. Instinctively, I covered my breasts and vulva with my hands. I closed my eyes shyly, thinking how much I was giving for this massage from the opposite sex, having my body seen by a strange man.

[Miss, I'm going to pour the essential oil on you now. Could you please move your hands away?] [Master Bala, can you not look? Hmm… don't stare at me like that.] After saying that, I moved my hands away, and the essential oil was poured on me again. The hot feeling returned. Bala pressed down on me, his hands kneading my breasts vigorously. My nipples began to harden again.

[Ah… hmm… ah… Bala… Master Bala… don't knead so hard… this is to help relax your breasts, to make them more elastic.] Bala always explained things very clearly, then poured the essential oil onto my pubic hair. The oil immediately flowed down to my vagina. Bala then cupped my vagina with his palm, his rough hand deeply stimulating it. My clitoris instantly became engorged with blood, and a feeling of desire rushed to my head. Bala used a few fingers to manipulate my labia. The essential oil had already mixed with my vaginal fluid. Bala then inserted two fingers into my vagina. They felt very different from my fingers, rough and strong. The two fingers thrust in and out wildly, making a piercing squeaking sound in combination with the essential oil and vaginal fluid.

[Ahhh... Bala... Master... no... mmm mmm mmm mmm] I moaned softly, my tightly closed eyes finally opening. I saw Master Bala kneeling on top of me, his head intently focused on my vulva. I was facing his crotch, and I saw that he wasn't wearing anything under his towel. His thick, dark, and enormous penis was right in front of me, and it had no pubic hair. Are all Indonesians like this? His penis was really big and dark. Because my vulva was being fiercely attacked by Master Bala, my hand unconsciously grasped Bala's huge penis and started stroking it. Ah, it was really big and very hot. In my hand, Bala's penis was throbbing, making my heart flutter.

At this moment, Bala pulled his fingers out of my vulva, turned around and said to me: [Miss, do you want to do it? I know you haven't had sex in a long time. I can satisfy your desires.] At this point, burning with desire, I simply nodded. Bala, knowing my answer, took off his towel, revealing his dark, pubic hair, particularly his chest. He said, "[Then please give me a blowjob, I'm tired of fucking.]" On the round bed, I climbed up and approached Bala's penis. I first licked the glans a few times with the tip of my tongue, then finally couldn't resist taking the whole thing in and stroking it. Bala looked on with enjoyment. Later, I spat out his penis, lifted it up, and licked his testicles. His testicles were very dark and large; he could definitely ejaculate a lot. From his testicles, I licked his anus. Bala moaned comfortably a few times. I knew tonight I was going to release all the pent-up desire of the month. I never expected it to be this wild. By this time, Bala's penis was fully erect, at least 18 centimeters long and as thick as my little wrist. I was completely stunned.

[Alright, Miss, it's my turn to serve you.] He then pressed me down on the bed, lifted my legs up, and Bala stuck his head into my vagina, taking it in his mouth. Ah, it felt so good. Bala was not only skilled at massage, but also an expert at playing with women. He must have served many rich women. He greedily sucked on my vaginal opening, and then his tongue moved to my anus, licking it with the tip of his tongue.

[Ah...it's so itchy...so good...Bala...Master...you're so good at this...] At this moment, Bala actually inserted the tip of his tongue into my anus. The feeling was indescribable, so beautiful, so tingling. I was already lying limply on the bed. After Bala licked me for a while, he took out a condom from the drawer. I was shocked when he opened the package. This condom was different from the ones I'd had before; it was like a spiked club with many sharp points around the edges. Bala put it on his penis. My god, it was practically a live spiked club, thick and powerful.

[Master Bala, yours is too big. And the condom is like this...I...I can't take it.]

It's okay, Miss, I'll be very gentle. Only this condom can bring you to a sexual climax. After saying that, Bala spread my legs wide in an M-shape and rubbed his thick, spiked club inside my vagina. Because I was already overflowing with lubrication, Bala slowly pushed the head of his club in. I felt my vagina instantly stretch wide, and I gasped for breath. Bala slowly pushed it in until the entire club was inside me. My vagina felt very full, and my lubrication couldn't flow out. Then Bala started to slowly thrust in and out. My God, every little point around the club was stimulating the inner walls of my vagina, making it very itchy—a feeling I'd never experienced before. I was already moaning loudly. Bala increased the speed of his thrusts, and with each withdrawal, a large amount of lubrication flowed out. I quickly reached orgasm. This huge club was truly amazing.

Bala grabbed my breasts with both hands, and the club went in and out of my vagina wildly.

After about five minutes of thrusting, Bala turned me onto my side and penetrated me from behind. This position allowed him to penetrate even deeper, as if he had reached my cervix. Then came another round of frenzied thrusting. Bala even pinched my clitoris with his fingers. It felt amazing. This spiked penis had completely broken through my defenses. At this point, Bala pulled his penis out, and I finally had a chance to catch my breath. He took out a condom, and I saw that the tip of the spiked condom was no longer as hard as it had been. It had softened considerably, so Bala directly inserted his penis back into my vagina. His hot, thick penis filled my vagina again. Although there was no spiked condom this time, it was a different feeling altogether. Bala's frenzied thrusting brought me to my third orgasm.

Bala thrust into me frantically while licking my entire body. Foreigners are really powerful; Bala thrust into me for about 20 minutes, pressing me firmly onto the bed for his final sprint. In the last minute, Bala used all his strength to thrust, and my fourth orgasm finally came. He was about to ejaculate too, and he immediately pulled his penis out. The moment he pulled out, my vaginal fluid gushed out. Bala placed his penis in front of me, stroked it a few times, and then a lot of hot, white semen shot all over my face. After he finished, he used a tissue to wipe the semen off my face, and then he sat on the headboard. I got up and took his still-erect penis into my mouth, giving him oral sex. It felt amazing.

Soon after, Bala carried me to the bathroom, and we soaked in the bathtub together. During the bath, we talked a lot, mostly about sex.

After showering, we went back to bed. It was already past 1 a.m., and I wasn't planning on leaving, so I decided to stay the night. I even booked Bala, who stayed in the room to continue massaging me. Then we cuddled and fell asleep. When I woke up around 7 a.m., Bala did it again, which lasted quite a while. Afterward, we got dressed, and I went to the lobby to pay the bill. It was quite a hefty price, but I enjoyed it very much. Maybe I'll come back and ask Bala for another massage...hehe. Okay, finally finished writing. It was tiring! Because this story was so real, there aren't many photos. I hope you'll forgive me. I'll continue to try to portray life. I might go on a trip soon, and hopefully, I'll have some good romantic encounters, hehe.

[The End]

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