A young girl recounts her experience of getting a spa treatment with the opposite sex. (4 views)

My God, my boyfriend and I have been together for over two years, and I've gotten a lot of pleasure from him, but none of that pleasure is as intense as that soft exhale from him. I closed my eyes tightly and bit my lip. His left hand had already applied oil to my lower abdomen, while his right hand was slowly rubbing upwards from the inside of my thigh. These two intense sensations made me suddenly cry out. I couldn't hide my modesty anymore, and I started moaning. His hand finally touched my vulva, slowly sliding along my labia. My clitoris had already shamelessly exposed itself, erect in his fingers. That was the most sensitive spot. I barely had time to catch my breath before he brought me to orgasm. I had endured this kind of stimulation for too long, and finally, I released it. My labia trembled violently. He didn't stop. One hand repeatedly rubbed up and down my clitoris, while the other hand teased the center of my labia. Luckily, there was plenty of oil, otherwise, I would have been very wet.

My climax hadn't even subsided when I was taken to another level—a feeling hard to describe. I'd experienced sex before, but this was the first time I'd felt this unfamiliar yet intensely stimulating pleasure! His hands quickened, his entire palm rubbing my genitals rapidly, while his other hand's fingers circled my clitoris. My whole body trembled, I gasped and uttered words I couldn't understand. After five or six minutes, I suddenly tensed up and cried out. He'd brought me to a second climax. I was weak and powerless. At this point, I wouldn't resist anything he did. Being brought to two climaxes in such a short time, I knew for the first time how utterly intense this pleasure could be, like a volcanic eruption.

His hands slowly relaxed, gently kissing my genitals. I groaned as if electrocuted. He licked my clitoris with his tongue. I couldn't take the stimulation anymore, but my body was too weak; I could only gasp for breath. He suddenly asked if I wanted the 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 intercourse with guests; he meant the vibrator. I shook my head frantically, almost screaming, "I've already 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 oils reach their full effect.

I couldn't argue with him, so I let him take out a device and a condom from a box. He put the condom on and told me it was absolutely safe. I breathed in the fragrant scent of the essential oils on my body and let him place his hand on my private parts again. He opened a small bottle and poured some white liquid onto the condom. I recognized the smell; it was Anlele vaginal lubricant. He easily inserted the device into me; my vagina was still loose after two orgasms. He turned up the vibration and slowly moved in and out of me, one hand constantly covering my clitoris. What could I do in that situation? Soon, my whole body began to tremble again. I knew my orgasms tonight were destined to come faster and faster. Perhaps he was inexperienced? I could feel his hand moving in and out forcefully, but I felt no pain. On the contrary, I longed for him to use more force and speed up. My legs started to move 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 ministrations, I collapsed in less than three minutes, having orgasmed again. This time, my orgasm was accompanied by urine; I wet the bed. I couldn't control my feelings. Afterwards, he told me not to worry, someone would come and take care of it.

And so, a very exciting near-cheating act, accompanied by this wonderful spa experience, is something I will always remember.

That night, when Xiaoya and I went home, she told me that the man who massaged her at the spa had been with her twice. I almost fell over. I stammered that I had called a woman. I kept the secret to myself.

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