Young woman SPA Bo Shu

Published Date: 2022-09-20 Author: I Love You Forever Popularity: 2825
Last weekend, my friend Xiaoya and I went to a beauty and body center in our area for treatments. Since we're regulars there, usually for waist and facial treatments, we were completely unprepared for the SPA treatment described below.
It was the weekend, and we had just returned from a trip, feeling itchy and uncomfortable after a long day in the sun. So, we went straight to the center for a facial. Afterwards, it was already past 11 PM. Xiaoya's boyfriend had gone to Guangzhou, and she was going crazy with excitement, experiencing a strange feeling of longing. She knew the beautician who did her treatment, so they could talk easily. That evening, the beautician recommended a classic SPA oil treatment to Xiaoya, mysteriously telling us it was a new service launched just a few days ago. The price wasn't expensive, only 300 yuan for a full-body treatment. Intrigued, and thinking we had nothing else to do, we agreed without much thought.
Then we were taken to the fourth floor, which was strange, as we had only ever been to the third floor before. I'd never noticed there was a staircase to the fourth floor. There were about ten spacious private rooms, and of course, a steam room. We rushed to shower amidst cheers. The staff outside the shower room were very attentive; they even smiled and handed us towels despite our screams. We walked out covered with towels. There was a little mishap here: I'm petite, and I had to change into two robes before they were even properly fitted—they felt a bit loose. Luckily, the robes were made of silk and cotton, so they were quite comfortable. Then we followed the waitress into the private room.
Once inside, I realized the environment was simply luxurious. Soft music played, the lighting was dim, and the spa bed was huge—much wider than the small beds I used to get for back treatments. Then the waitress asked if I had a friend there for a spa treatment. I was confused; hadn't I just said it was my first time? Why was she asking this? I blurted out number 6, a decision that would later surprise me greatly. Two or three minutes later, there was a knock on the door, and a man entered. I was startled and quickly sat up, asking if he'd come to the wrong room. His answer surprised me: "I'm number 6. Can I give you a spa treatment?" Wow... I never expected a male masseuse in a small place like ours. Looking closer at him, he was thin, like a high school student. I wanted to ask for a girl instead, but I couldn't bring myself to say it. My heart was pounding, I was so conflicted. But I decided against it; this was probably the boldest decision I'd ever made. Looking at the guy again, he had dark skin, was quite handsome, and had a sunny, good-looking appearance. I felt a little more at ease. After lying down, I watched him skillfully pour three kinds of oil into a large dish, swirling it around until it turned a pale white color. It smelled wonderful. I asked him what brand of essential oil it was, and he said it was from Hong Kong, but I couldn't remember the brand. My heart was pounding; I had a strong urge to run away. After preparing the oil, he asked which area I wanted to start with. I closed my eyes and said it was my first time and I didn't know the rules. He chuckled and gently told me that the spa treatment was a full-body care, but assured me he was the most highly rated masseur of the month. I thought, whatever you say, I'm here anyway; at worst, I'll yell at you and leave.
Then he asked me to take off my robe, perhaps sensing my unease. I was shy, so I only took off the outer robe, still wearing a strapless top underneath. I lay face down on the bed. He smiled and told me that this wouldn't be effective, not achieving the full-body treatment. I couldn't exactly stand naked in front of a guy, so I ignored him and remained lying there. The man started putting his hands in the dish, applying oil, and gently drizzling it onto my lower back. It felt so cool and refreshing on this hot day; I sighed. Then his hands slowly moved across my lower back, back and forth, using careful pressure, occasionally asking if the pressure was enough. Perhaps because I was still uneasy, I didn't feel anything at first, thinking this spa treatment was a waste. About ten minutes later, the essential oil started to work. I slowly felt a warm sensation in my lower back, which felt very comfortable. Then the man asked if I was worried about getting my strapless bra dirty. I was lying comfortably and didn't think much of it, so I said, "Whatever, it's fine." Then his hands avoided the back of the strapless bra and moved to my neck. I didn't expect the feeling to be so powerful; it suddenly felt incredibly comfortable. His technique was truly excellent. He gently applied the essential oil around my neck, slowly moving it to my underarms, one back and forth at a time, very lightly. I felt very comfortable, and without realizing it, my body warmed up, and the strapless bra on my back became damp. He asked if I was hot. How could I say I wasn't? I was sweating, but it wasn't from the heat; it was from his technique, especially those few movements he made under my armpits. I felt like I was being electrocuted, and I went limp, unconsciously breathing heavily. The sound wasn't loud, but it was very noticeable in the quiet room. Then he asked me again, "Shall I take off your strapless top?" I didn't answer. I wanted him to help me take it off, but I was shy and afraid of embarrassing myself. Seeing that I didn't speak, he continued to massage my back. This time, however, he put his hands inside my clothes and slowly rotated them around the center of my back. I really liked that feeling; it was very comfortable. After about five or six minutes, I suddenly decided to take off my strapless top. His hands slowly moved towards my chest, very slowly. Oh my god, I felt that joyful comfort for the first time. I hummed softly. He smiled and asked me again, "Do you want to take it off?" I thought to myself, "Even my back feels so good, so..." But I didn't dare to say anything and just nodded. Then he slowly pulled my strapless top up, probably afraid that I wouldn't be used to it, so he only pulled it up to my neck, which was enough to expose my upper body. He increased the speed of his massage, his hands moving from my waist to my chest. The sensation was intoxicating. He had been standing by the spa bed, but now he straddled it, gently sitting behind me. His hands moved up and down my ribs. I was so weak I couldn't speak, only breathing heavily. For some reason, I wondered if Xiaoya was experiencing the same thing. After about ten minutes, he started massaging from my feet, slowly, little by little, upwards to my thighs, then downwards, repeating this for about five minutes. During those five minutes, I couldn't even describe my breathing as heavy; I unconsciously moaned. Encouraged, he became more vigorous, then suddenly changed direction—oh my god, the inside of my thighs! Nothing is more sensitive than this. I was lost in the tingling sensation, letting him slowly apply his techniques. Very light, very slow, very gentle, he occasionally touched my genitals. Each touch felt like an electric shock, and I let out a soft cry. I don't know how much time had passed, but suddenly I felt a chill on my buttocks. I realized he had pulled down my pants without my permission. Ugh, my entire buttocks were exposed to his gaze. I buried my face in the soft pillow, shyly letting him gradually take me to the clouds. I even felt him deliberately touching my genitals, but I didn't want to expose him because I loved that pleasurable feeling so much. He even encouraged me to spread my legs, maybe sixty degrees, maybe more, I don't know. I only knew that my vagina was getting wet, so wet that drops of fluid were sliding down. He teasingly focused his movements on my inner thighs, repeatedly running his thumb across my labia. I started moaning in my sleep, increasingly hoping he would turn me over. As if reading my mind, he softly asked, "Can I turn over now?" I nodded, still buried in the pillow. He gently turned me around and removed the strapless top that had reached my neck. I was now completely naked in front of him. I moaned and closed my eyes, afraid to see his face. He took a soft breath and began to focus on his movements.
He first poured essential oil on my chest, then slowly spread it across my upper body with his hands. Each movement sent a slight shiver through me; it wasn't just pleasurable, it was visibly stimulating, a stimulation that made me want to be touched. My breasts involuntarily hardened and became engorged. I knew he must have felt it, because his movements were now focused around my breasts, his palms gently kneading them. I breathed heavily, the intense stimulation making me tremble uncontrollably. I bit my lip hard, afraid I would cry out. But in fact, I was already quite loud, my breathing was so heavy, it was so embarrassing. I clearly felt one of his hands release my grip, scoop up some essential oil, and slowly pour it over my lower abdomen and thighs. I knew clearly that the moment I felt both anticipation and fear had arrived. After turning around, I kept my thighs tightly pressed together, because because I'm small, apart from my pubic hair, he couldn't see my genitals. He slowly but firmly spread my thighs apart with his hands. My willpower was already almost gone, and I had no strength left to hold my legs still. Slowly, my thighs were parted, revealing my vulva. I felt my labia part, involuntarily twitching open and closing. He suddenly put his mouth to my ear and said, "Your body is so beautiful, even your private parts are so perfect." My God, I've been with my boyfriend for over two years and have experienced a lot of pleasure with him, but none of that pleasure was as intense as his soft breath. I tightly closed my eyes and bit my lip. His left hand had already applied oil to my lower abdomen, while his right hand slowly rubbed it upwards from the inside of my thighs. These two intense sensations made me suddenly cry out. I no longer had time to hide my modesty, and I began to moan. His hand finally touched my vulva, slowly sliding along my labia. My clitoris had already inadvertently emerged, erect in his fingers—the most sensitive spot. I barely had time to catch my breath before he brought me to orgasm. I had endured this stimulation for too long, and finally it all came out. My labia trembled violently. He didn't stop; one hand repeatedly rubbed up and down my clitoris, while the other teased the center of my labia. Luckily, I had been covered in lubricant, otherwise I would have been very wet. My orgasm hadn't even subsided when I was taken to another level—a feeling that's hard to describe. I'd experienced sex before, but this was the first time I'd felt this unfamiliar yet extremely stimulating pleasure! His hands began to move faster, his entire palm rubbing my genitals rapidly, while the fingers of his other hand circled my clitoris. My whole body trembled, and I gasped for breath, uttering words I couldn't understand. After five or six minutes, I suddenly tensed up and cried out loudly. He had brought me to a second orgasm. I was limp and powerless. At this point, I wouldn't resist anything he did to me. Being brought to two orgasms in a short period of time, I realized for the first time how complete this pleasure could be, like a volcanic eruption. His hand slowly relaxed, gently kissing my private parts. I groaned as if electrocuted. He licked my clitoris with his tongue. I couldn't take the stimulation anymore, but my body was weak and powerless; I could only gasp for breath. He suddenly asked me if I wanted a real feeling. I shook my head weakly. My last line of defense: I could have an orgasm, I could be naked in front of another boy, but I couldn't do this. He smiled and told me that the rules here didn't allow sexual relations with guests; he meant the vibrator. I shook my head desperately, almost screaming, "I've had two orgasms!" He smiled noncommittally and said that the spa here followed the three-stage principle, meaning that only when a guest experiences a third orgasm can the spa oil's effects be maximized. I couldn't argue with him, so I let him take out a penis device and a condom from a box. He put the condom on and told me it was absolutely safe. I sighed, smelling the fragrant essential oil on my body, and let him place his penis on my private parts again. He opened a small bottle and poured some white liquid onto a condom. I recognized the smell; it was Anle vaginal lubricant. He easily inserted the device into me. My vagina was still loose after two orgasms. He turned on the vibration and slowly moved in and out, one hand constantly covering my clitoris. What could I do in this situation? Soon, I started trembling all over again. I knew my orgasms tonight were destined to come faster and faster. Maybe he had no experience with sex? I could feel his hand moving in and out forcefully, but I didn't feel any pain. On the contrary, I looked forward to him using more force and speeding up. My legs started moving wildly, and my cries grew louder. Suddenly, he sped up, bringing out a lot of fluid from my vagina. I felt a lot, and I heard the sound of water splashing. Under his movements, I collapsed in less than three minutes. I had another orgasm. This time, my orgasm was accompanied by urine; I wet the bed. I couldn't control my feelings. Afterward, he told me not to worry about it, that someone would come and take care of it. And so, a thrilling near-cheating act, accompanied by that wonderful spa treatment, became something I'll never forget. That night, when Xiaoya and I got home, she told me that the man who massaged her at the spa had come to her twice. I almost collapsed. I stammered that I had called a woman. Eventually, I started having him come to my place frequently. I was very satisfied. After all, I'm a single woman. This made me feel fulfilled and happy. I could only keep the secret to myself.

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