Women's spa

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I'd been back at work for several days after the Spring Festival when I suddenly got a call from my best friend. She invited me to a spa, and thinking I could put my work on hold, I agreed and left early.

When I arrived at an unnamed shop, she was already waiting for me at the entrance. We smiled at each other and went inside. Yes, this was our destination: a full-service spa for women.

At the reception desk, I registered and chose my therapist and services. I looked at photos and picked a well-built young man and a full-body oil spa. After making my selections, my friend and I exchanged a knowing, suggestive laugh and parted ways.

Although it wasn't my first time here, and the room wasn't very big, I still carefully checked every corner for hidden cameras. It wasn't that I didn't trust the shop's reputation, but for my own safety, I had to be cautious; being exposed would be disastrous. The room was simply designed, without any unnecessary decorations. I started undressing, and once I was ready, I pressed the stop button and waited.

Not long after, a man came in, gave me a brief introduction to the services, and began massaging my back. The essential oil smelled of lavender, which was quite relaxing. Due to my work, my shoulders and neck are sometimes stiff, and it hurt when he massaged them. I kept groaning softly to relieve the tension.

During the massage, from my shoulders and back down to my lower back, I couldn't help but cry out in pain. He asked if I was being too rough, and I said no, maybe it was because of sitting for long periods at work. What he didn't know was that my frequent use of the female-on-top technique also contributed.

Half an hour had passed, and he asked me to turn over. The moment he pulled off the piece of cloth covering me from my feet to my abdomen, a pair of large breasts appeared before him. I was blindfolded, so I couldn't see his expression, but I knew he was stunned for a few seconds. He must have been surprised; these large breasts were also a source of my confidence. Soon after, he said, "Miss, your breasts are quite large." I shyly replied with a "hmm." Although these large breasts brought me a lot of burden, they also created many happy memories. As he continued to tease my nipples, I was already letting out intermittent moans.

When he moved to my crotch and stroked my genitals, the lubrication from the essential oil caused my clitoris to become uncontrollably engorged, stimulating the nerve endings and making my body feel the pleasure of being touched. I especially liked this feeling; my adrenaline was rising rapidly.

Due to their professional habits, they tended to lean against the upper body of their customers, making it easier to touch their body parts. My hand went directly to his crotch, and he pulled down his pants. When I touched his erect penis, I could tell its length even blindfolded—about the length of an iPhone Max. He kept teasing my nerves, and I kept stroking his.

As he leaned closer to me, I smelled a masculine scent approaching my mouth, and I turned my head to suckle. When his fingers went inside my genitals and probed, I could hear the mixture of secretions and my own fluids, and my penis was released. Afterwards, he made me lie down, and I heard a tearing sound like plastic. I was dragged to the edge of the bed, and he spread my legs into an M-shape. He slowly entered me, beginning shallow thrusts, mainly because he was afraid I couldn't handle his hardness. He probably noticed I wasn't uncomfortable, so he thrust in hard and forceful,

and I immediately let out the most ecstatic moan. During this time, he removed my blindfold, and I could see his figure. His features were quite regular, and while his physique wasn't great, it was quite muscular, showing he mainly focused on lower body training.

He changed to his signature position, having me half-lying on the bed with my arms, and then he grabbed my buttocks for a rear-entry position. I watched my large breasts swaying in front of my face, and a thought crossed my mind: this guy is well-endowed and skilled in bed.

Afterwards, I said I wanted to switch to woman-on-top. He lay down, and I sat on top of him, rubbing my already thickly covered genitals together. I smiled at him, held the base of his penis, and directly removed the condom. To his surprise, the oily fluid was swallowed by my body. I knew what he wanted to say, and I simply said, "It's okay, I'm willing."

As I started to move my body, he lifted my heavy, large breasts, saying he'd never seen such big ones. During this time, I also displayed my skills as a female knight, and he exclaimed how well I could grip. Afterwards, he helped me down, pressing my legs onto his shoulders and beginning his final, pounding thrusts and revenge. I felt he was nearing his climax, and I told him not to stop. He let out a muffled groan, and a stream of hot fluid spurted inside me. We both panted at this point, and I looked at his sweat-covered face and said, "I'm very satisfied today."

When he withdrew from my body, he didn't immediately put on his pants. Instead, he used a scarf to wipe my genitals, which were still wet with a mixture of our fluids, before leaving. I lay there with my eyes closed for about ten minutes before getting up to tidy myself up. When I went to the front desk, my best friend was already waiting for me. We smiled at each other, knowing the other had been satisfied, and then went to have dinner nearby before heading home.

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