Massage Queen

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After that foot massage, Sister Wang lingered in my mind. I thought I'd visit her sometime. One sweltering summer night, I strode straight to Sister Wang's foot massage shop, hoping she was alone that day.

Reaching the door, I peered through the glass doors and windows. The dim light from the television made it hard to see how many people were inside. Oh well, since I was already there, I decided to go in.

I tried pulling the door, but it wouldn't budge. After a few more pulls, someone came out and lifted the white curtain. It was Sister Wang! I felt a surge of excitement. She opened the door, and I followed her inside. The lights weren't on, adding to the atmosphere. I said, "Let's get a massage." It was my second time there, and I didn't want to ask directly; I'd just let things happen naturally. Sister Wang told me to come in. We passed three foot massage beds and went through another door to the inside. The place wasn't big; there were only two small rooms separated by a wooden partition, with thick curtains hanging on the doors. The pink light inside the partition made it even more alluring, and it felt quite nice. Sister Wang came over and said, "What time is it? You're only coming now. I was about to leave." I made up an excuse, saying I'd just finished dinner with a friend and was passing by, so I came in to check it out. Actually, last time I came earlier, and there were two technicians inside. This time, I deliberately came later to see what was going on, and it really was Sister Wang herself. "Lie down on the bed first," she said. I immediately lay down. The bed's length was just right for my height, but the partition wasn't very big; it could probably fit two beds. I closed my eyes, anticipating what would happen next. Sister Wang took a stool and sat behind my head, starting to massage my head. It felt very comfortable; her technique was excellent. Her hands brushed across my face, and it felt wonderful. A short while later, she sat down next to me and began massaging my right arm. Looking at her through the pink light, the allure and tenderness of a mature woman was irresistible to any man. In this atmosphere, we chatted casually. Through our conversation, I learned she wasn't a local; she had recently divorced and rented this small shop with a friend to run together. After massaging my right hand, it was time for my left. Unfortunately, the partitioned space was cramped, so she stood up and lay face down on me. I reached over to make it easier for her to massage me; she was quite respectful. Tonight, Sister Wang's all-black outfit accentuated her graceful figure. Actually, I still loved listening to her voice. After her hands, it was time for my chest. I was really looking forward to it, imagining how pleasant it would be for her hands to roam over my chest. I held my breath, anticipating what would happen next. Unexpectedly, Sister Wang stood up, climbed onto the bed, and straddled me. I was overjoyed and incredibly excited. But on the surface, I pretended nothing was wrong; my inner feelings were self-evident. Her hands slowly lifted my clothes, and the moment her delicate hands touched my body, I felt an electric shock. I opened my eyes, and our eyes met. I felt like a lamb to the slaughter, wishing time would stop at this moment. From top to bottom, Sister Wang slowly slid down onto my lap, and I unconsciously became excited. Her hands pressed firmly between my legs, but thankfully I didn't show any expression. After the normal front massage, I rolled over. Sister Wang sat on me again, and this time it felt different. I could feel her weight more pronounced; before, she had clearly been holding back, but this time it was real. I could feel her buttocks slowly twisting and rubbing against mine. I thought to myself, this is going to work; she's testing me, seeing if I also have that kind of need, but it's inconvenient for her to say it outright. My back felt warm and comfortable under her repeated kneading; Sister Wang's technique was really good. The massage from legs to feet ended, and Sister Wang got off and sat back on the stool. I rolled over, seemingly still wanting more. I didn't get up. Sister Wang spoke then, "The massage's over. How was it? Was my technique alright? Want me to massage something else?" I was too embarrassed to say directly, so I said, "How about my legs? My legs haven't been feeling too comfortable lately." Sister Wang probably understood what I meant; we both tacitly agreed, neither of us saying anything. She massaged my legs for a while, and I could clearly feel my penis getting hard, even more noticeable in the summer heat. Suddenly, Sister Wang pulled down my pants without my noticing, which was a little embarrassing. "Look how big you are, it's not good to hold it in, let me help you get rid of it," she said. I asked, "How?" Her reply, "What do you want to help me get rid of it?" told me she was pretty much right. Before I could say anything, she said, "I'll give you a handjob." Actually, I wanted to have sex with her, but I didn't say it aloud.

After agreeing on a price, she sat down next to me, lifted her clothes, revealing her breasts. Although her breasts were a little saggy, they still had a good shape. I started rubbing them with both hands. Her right hand grasped my penis, feeling a tight grip, and she began to stroke it up and down, gradually increasing the speed. Her left hand occasionally rubbed my glans and testicles, accompanied by her soft, slow moans. It was hard to resist. The more I tried to control myself, the more forcefully I rubbed Sister Wang's breasts. Sister Wang's reaction became even more intense, completely different from before. Under such intense stimulation, I felt a surge of heat rise up and gushed out instantly. I lay on the bed, reliving the scene, which was truly unforgettable. Sister Wang took out a wet wipe and carefully cleaned me, then helped me pull up my pants. Seeing that I didn't seem like someone looking to fish, she slowly lowered her guard and said, "Young man, I didn't realize it was so big and hard." I understood what she meant, so I chatted with her for a while longer, thoroughly understanding some things I wanted to know... After resting for a bit, I got up and went out. Sister Wang followed behind me, saying, "Come again next time!" I agreed, changed my shoes, and left. Practice makes perfect, right? This woman's figure and face are truly unparalleled; if I didn't go with her once, I'd really feel like I was doing myself a disservice... My mind was made up; next time I came, it would be to have sex with Sister Wang. I was really looking forward to it...

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