A male massage therapist's true story!

I've been working in the acupressure industry for over five years. People always ask me why I'm in this field. They say, "You're such a handsome young man, tall and good-looking, it's such a waste for you to be doing this." To be honest, it really bothers me when people ask that. Is being a male acupressure technician shameful? But what can I do? In today's society, it's really not easy to live a comfortable life. With my low education and lack of skills, finding a good job was incredibly difficult. I was driven to desperation by life. In early 2007, I borrowed a friend's car and got into a car accident, leaving me with a mountain of debt. The credit card company was constantly chasing me for repayment (I used my credit cards to withdraw cash when I ran out of money, maxing them out... I urge everyone
not to do this! You can owe money to anyone else, but owing money to the bank is the most devastating. They called me every day, sometimes sarcastically, and if I didn't answer, they'd call my family back home—they were ruthless!). I just wanted to find a job that paid quickly and required no upfront investment to pay off my debts as soon as possible. I thought about it for a long time, considering all sorts of jobs, anything that paid (I even considered becoming a male prostitute, but I didn't know how to get started...). By chance, I saw a job ad for a foot massage parlor, claiming a monthly income of over 10,000 yuan. I called, just to give it a try, and as soon as I mentioned seeing the ad, they immediately invited me for an interview. I had an appointment for an interview at the shop at 10 am the next day. When I arrived, I told the receptionist I was there for a technician interview, and she took me directly to the office. A young woman there saw me, asked if I had any experience, and immediately said I could start work the next day. I was stunned! The interview was so easy; just a quick meeting and it was done. After that, I started working. Because I had no experience, I had to undergo training first. The training lasted two weeks, and I had to pass an exam before I could start working.
The first day of training was incredibly stressful. During training, we used real people as targets; the male technicians used [unspecified objects] as targets. The training was held in a private room inside the shop. New technicians attended training every day. A new male technician had just arrived before me, along with several other [unspecified individuals] (the staff turnover in these kinds of shops is quite high; there are new people almost every day). We all trained together with the instructor, who was also a woman. When I entered the training room, the new male technician was lying on the massage bed as a target, and the instructor was demonstrating on him. The instructor was massaging his back, explaining various acupoints and techniques, as well as which parts of the body are sensitive and the order of the techniques. As soon as I entered the training room, he told me to shower and change into sauna clothes, and prepare to be a target. You can't wear underwear when you're a target (only sauna clothes are allowed). Frankly, many acupressure shops claim to be legitimate, but they often involve prostitution or skirt the law. Besides basic massage, many shops now offer "emotional therapy," which sounds nice, but it's really just flirting and seduction without actually satisfying the customer (the shop rules prohibit sexual relations; being caught or complaining results in heavy fines, and two offenses lead to dismissal and forfeiture of all wages). In short, it's all about getting started, not getting back down; anything going on is forbidden in the shop. After showering and changing, the instructor told me to lie down on the massage bed, and a new female technician practiced on me. The new girls were all pretty good-looking (those who looked scary during the interview were immediately rejected; if the technicians weren't good-looking, it would seriously affect the shop's business). Later, I learned that this girl's name was Xiaohong. She was quite young, looking like she hadn't fully developed yet. She blushed terribly as soon as she got on the massage bed, so the instructor had her practice on me using her techniques. Perhaps because she was a beginner, her hands were already sweaty and stiff as soon as they touched me, making the massage very uncomfortable. After a while, it became more comfortable, and she practiced massaging my back, legs, shoulders, and buttocks with the instructor. After those were done, the instructor started teaching the shop's specialty: emotional therapy!
After the basic massage, the masseuse started using ** while fully clothed. Seeing how much the new male masseuse seemed to enjoy it, I started to wonder if it would feel good to have a few strokes on me. The shop strictly prohibits masseuses from performing acupressure on customers without clothes on, sharing a blanket with customers, or going to the restroom with customers. Each room has a window, and staff patrol the rooms at regular intervals to prevent masseuses from violating regulations and having sexual relations with customers. The new masseuse, Xiao Hong, hesitated while massaging me. "This girl isn't fully developed yet, she doesn't have breasts, what am I supposed to do?" she thought. She just stood there, motionless. The masseuse saw this and said, "Follow along." Xiao Hong blushed and said she hadn't done anything... The masseuse told her to buy some breast pads after get off work and stuff them in next time she came to work; breasts can always be created by squeezing them in. I saw the new guy (surname Wang) lying there, looking very comfortable, with a tent in his penis—it was truly embarrassing. Later I found out this guy had arrived two days earlier than me and had been a target for two days, so he was already used to it. And the instructor's technique was really great. When it was my turn, with so many people watching, Xiao Hong was probably very nervous and did a very stiff job, feeling nothing at all. I was sweating bullets... I tried to move along with Xiao Hong, but I still didn't feel anything; I was completely flat-chested. After that step, the instructor started teaching how to scratch an itch, how to blow air into someone's ear, and how to tease the customer. It seems like everyone who's been to a massage parlor knows that most places offer a service called "male kidney function health care" (basically, it's similar to masturbation, but with many different techniques).
After the instructor finished those flirtatious procedures, he started the kidney function health care. Before he even finished the various techniques, Xiao Wang had wet the instructor's hand. I laughed so hard. Xiao Wang went to the bathroom to shower. I was still laughing when the instructor looked at me and said, "You're useless now, you're the guinea pig." I was completely petrified. Seriously, giving me a health care treatment in front of several people? But there was no way around it, I had to do it for work... When I lay down, the instructor came to demonstrate, but I was too nervous and couldn't get an erection for several minutes... (Think about it, if so many people were watching you, could you get an erection right away?) The instructor said, "It's okay, I'll teach them a new technique. Many customers who have had too much to drink can't get an erection. There's a technique for increasing blood flow; you grab the base and rock it left and right, and it'll get an erection in a while..." (Did some of you learn this?) The instructor's technique really worked; I got an erection in no time. The instructor told me to cooperate, close my eyes, and just enjoy it...
Then she started continuing with various massage techniques (big fish eats small fish, fire-making by friction, jade maiden playing the flute, Taigong fishing, etc.), teaching the new masseuses next to me as she did so. I couldn't ejaculate for a long time (afterwards, she asked if I was holding back), and I felt the instructor's gaze was a little strange... After one round of techniques was finished, she called a new technician to come and take my turn... There were four technicians in total, and Xiaohong was the first one to come in. She taught me step-by-step, while she worked on me. Teacher, you're so dedicated! Xiaohong's palms were sweaty while she worked, and she blushed terribly. Her hands were so hot, even though she wasn't very skilled, the heat felt very comfortable. After she finished, the other three technicians had to start over, so I went through the whole process. One
of the four technicians, Xiaoxia, was really my type (to be honest, I'm not exactly a saint; when I entered the technician room and saw so many scantily clad girls, I immediately got an erection). She was my type—long hair, good skin, and big breasts. I saw her as soon as I entered the technician room. When it was her turn, she worked on me. After all the massages, she started flirting, and I was already aroused... Getting a breast massage is definitely more comfortable with big breasts. When I was on top of her, I could feel the warm, wet fabric. Apparently, they also felt something while they were flirting with us... At that moment, I felt really uncomfortable. When I turned over to get the massage, her hands got wet shortly afterward. Ugh, I felt so embarrassed. I went to shower, and when I came out, I was still being harassed. Until almost the end of my shift, I kept thinking, "Is it possible for male masseuses to do this too? Are they also serving male customers? If they are serving male customers... oh my god!" I couldn't stand it if it was a massage for a male customer; I should just ask directly if I was going to find another job. When I was leaving get off work, I found the senior masseuse and asked her, "Teacher, do we male masseuses also serve male customers?" She said, "Generally, male customers don't want male masseuses, but if you want to serve male customers, that's fine too." I was stunned and asked again, "Then how do we male masseuses do the special services for female customers?" She said, "I'll teach you in a couple of days."
After get off work, the shop provides meals and accommodation. After dinner, I went back to my rented apartment to pack my things and move them to the dormitory. Since there were only four male technicians in the shop, I shared a dormitory with ****. The dormitory was a three-bedroom apartment with the four of us guys in one room, while the others were girls. When I entered the dormitory, I was shocked. The living room was filled with beds, and there were underwear everywhere... Because it was summer, many girls who worked the night shift were resting before starting their shifts, and they were all wearing very little... Suddenly, I felt that I had found the right job. When I entered my dormitory, there was only one person there. His surname was Chen, and he had been working there for over a year. I struck up a conversation with him, and he told me that he only earned a little over 8,000 yuan a month, but he received a lot of tips from customers, which he hadn't calculated, but it was probably around 15,000 yuan a month. I thought that was a lot; working there for a few months would be enough to pay off my debts. Then I learned that there was another colleague surnamed Gan who had been working there for more than half a year. He also told me that working here, I need to know how to get tips from customers, and to be careful if I encounter any perverted customers. He said I'd find out more when I encountered a perverted customer. That night, I was alone in the dorm. Chen and Xiao Gan went to work (7 pm to 5 am), and Xiao Wang had a girlfriend and went to her place (I was thinking, he was squeezed out twice that afternoon; I hope he won't be able to finish his homework tonight). Around midnight, the lights suddenly came on, and two girls came in and lay down on Chen and Xiao Gan's bed, wearing only pajamas and nothing underneath. I could see their nipples clearly. I was so excited, but also shy and embarrassed, so I pretended to be asleep. The two girls only realized I was sleeping there after they lay down on the bed. I heard them say, "Why is someone sleeping here?"
Another one, probably having seen me in the shop, said, "Oh, this is the new handsome guy, the male masseur. I saw him in the shop during the day, he's pretty good-looking." I continued to pretend to be asleep. They kept chatting quietly. After a while, another girl came in and lay down on Xiao Wang's bed. When she saw me, she asked again, "New guy?" The first one said I was the new male masseur. The second one said, "You two don't know each other, and you dare to sleep here tonight?"
"What's there to be afraid of? What are we afraid of? Afraid he'll rape us? It's fine if he doesn't rape us, I'd be happy if he did."
"You two are amazing, two show-offs." I kept pretending to be asleep, but I couldn't sleep at all. My mind was itching with fantasies of the three of them together... Hehehehehe. Thinking about it made my little brother hard.
The three of them kept chatting, and after a while, they went to sleep.
I was suffering, suffering all night with a tent in my pants. I didn't sleep well last night
. When Chen and Xiao Gan came back in the morning and saw someone lying in bed, they immediately jumped on and squeezed in to sleep together. I watched them working together so well, I was so envious! When the girls woke up and saw they were back, they went back to their own beds in the living room. Then I asked Chen why they all slept in our beds? Were they your girlfriends? I found out that the living room was spacious and the air conditioning wasn't working well, so it was hot. Our room was cooler, and since no one was in our room at night, they slept there. You get used to it.
After getting up, I did laundry and packed my things in the dorm. There are two bathrooms in the dorm, one in the living room and one in another room. The male technicians' room doesn't have a bathroom; you have to queue outside. It's tragic! There are almost 20 people in one dorm with only two bathrooms. Every day there's basically a queue for showering and peeing. Later, I started going to the shop to shower...
Since I haven't officially started working yet, during the training period, I worked from 10 am to 6 pm. After arriving at the store, I was constantly being targeted until the end of the shift. My little brother was practically peeling! It was so tragic. After get off work, I went back to the dorm. The people on the night shift hadn't even started their shifts yet and were already chatting. I found out that Brother Chen and Xiao Gan weren't exactly saints either, just like me. They often squeezed into beds with girls. Brother Chen said half the people in his dorm had done it. I was drooling! When can I squeeze in like that? Squeezing is good for your health! Poor me, I haven't touched a girl in months and I was bored, but I was too embarrassed to go out and try to get close to any girls. What if they thought I wanted to... you know...? It wouldn't be good. I just started, so I had to make a good impression, right? (**What a mess!) I wanted to masturbate, but my little brother hurt. So I lay on the bed, spacing out, and drifted off to sleep. I woke up around 12 am and realized the girls who had come to sleep yesterday hadn't come in... What a pity. If I had been more proactive and bolder yesterday, maybe... Possibly... Sigh. I went back to sleep. In the middle of the night, I had a wet dream, a three-on-one battle! The most exciting wet dream I've ever had, I still remember it! Then I felt something was off, it wasn't a dream, dreams shouldn't be this exciting. I woke up groggily and found someone on top of me, teasing my little brother. Looking closer, I saw it was Xiaoxia! Oh my god. She saw I was awake and just sat on top of me, just like that, half-asleep. Later I found out that Xiaoxia had liked me during training. But girls can be bolder than guys!
After that, Xiaoxia basically slept with me every day in the dorm. Everyone knew about our relationship, and that was the end of it. Now I think people say 30 is like a wolf, 40 is like a tiger, she's not even that age yet, how come she has such a strong desire? (After working in this industry for a long time, I've found that women with fair skin and fuller figures generally have stronger desires, they just can't find a reason to indulge themselves. Once they do, you can't handle it.) During the day, I'm a target, being milked every day... I had to hand in my homework every night, and after a while, I couldn't take it anymore, so I asked the teacher to let me rest for two days. During my break, I didn't even dare to touch Xiaoxia... The training lasted about 10 days, practicing techniques and procedures every day. Of course, we used girls as targets for our basic exercises. The teacher never taught us the flirting part, saying there was no rush. With the exam approaching, the teacher called Xiao Wang and me to the training room that day . There was no other staff! Just the teacher and the two of us.
The teacher was about 34 years old, quite voluptuous, and pretty, just a bit older. It seemed the teacher was going to teach us flirting techniques with female clients. After we went in, the teacher told us to wait while she took a shower. When she came out, she lay down on the massage bed and let Xiao Wang go first. She did the acupressure techniques and procedures, explaining which areas were most sensitive on women and what we should pay attention to. After Xiao Wang finished, it was my turn. During this time, she pointed out where we were doing it wrong and where we needed to improve. After we both finished the initial procedures, they started teaching us how to handle female clients. The basic procedure was similar to that for male clients, except there was no breast massage, haha, but there was more breast care and some more suggestive actions...
At the beginning, the teacher crawled around, and I scratched her back. This scratching was different from our usual scratching; it was basically gently stroking the sides of her back, then breathing on her back from bottom to top, all the way to her ears. Women's ears are particularly sensitive, and heavy breathing near her ear can easily arouse her. If you gently bite her earlobe, that's even better. Then I started touching her sensitive areas, but I couldn't touch them directly, I could only circle around them, making her think I was about to come, but then nothing happened.
But as soon as I touched the teacher's sensitive areas, I felt a surge of heat... She was already wet... The teacher was already very aroused, and we hadn't even done anything yet. I thought to myself, how sexually frustrated must a woman be to be like this? But isn't the teacher married with a four-year-old child? Is she not sexually happy in her marriage?
I didn't care about anything else. The teacher, with her eyes closed, instructed us on where to press and stroke, how fast or slow, light or heavy. When I finished, I found the sheet was soaked.
The teacher turned over and began teaching us breast care. Breast care is actually very simple; it just involves a few movements, repeated several times. First, push from both sides towards the middle, then from the bottom up (never from top to bottom! If you're doing this for your girlfriend, it will cause sagging...). Many women have some hard lumps in their breasts, so be careful not to press too hard and hurt her. After these two movements, gently stroke, avoiding the nipples, and circle your hands around the areola. The teacher's breasts were probably a C-cup, and they were a bit saggy, likely from childbirth. I kept doing the techniques I mentioned earlier, and slowly my breasts became more elastic, and my nipples hardened. She said that at this point we could breathe on the client's nipples, but only breathe, not touch (any touching of a female client's sensitive areas or genitals should only be done at the client's request or with their permission). While stroking and breathing on them, the teacher suddenly said, "Give me a kiss..." The teacher blushed after saying that, and I felt embarrassed too. There was someone else around, otherwise, if it were just between us, I would have given in to her every request, let alone kissed her. She was so desperate; what had her husband done to deserve this? We had to pay for it! Since the teacher had asked, I couldn't refuse, so I kissed her in front of Xiao Wang. The moment I touched her breast, she tensed up, and then her legs kept moving... While kissing her, I gently stroked her sensitive areas (such as her neck, earlobes, waist, and the junction of her waist and buttocks). I could feel her trying hard not to make a sound, occasionally letting out long breaths. It wasn't until more than ten minutes later that she relaxed completely and told me to move on to the next step: massaging her genital area. The massage followed the same
routine: gentle stroking, avoiding her genitals, focusing mainly on her inner thighs, lightly scratching, and then gently plucking her pubic hair, like grooming a puppy (don't use too much force, or you'll end up with a white tiger!). At that point, the teacher was already very wet, so she told us to wait while she went to the bathroom to wash. When she came out, she let Xiao Wang continue. I stood by and watched, and saw the teacher close her eyes again, looking very relaxed.
Suddenly, I felt unwell and went to the bathroom to poop... In the middle of this, I heard the teacher make a sound, which made my penis hard. Damn, even peeing requires restraint!
The moaning became more and more frequent. I went out to check, and lo and behold, Xiao Wang was practically begging for mercy, his tongue lolling out
. I was too embarrassed to look any longer, so I hid in the bathroom, lit a cigarette, and listened to the commotion outside for about ten minutes. Then I heard people talking outside. When I came out, the teacher was already sitting up, talking to Xiao Wang. The way she looked at him, I knew they were having an affair! During their conversation, I learned that the teacher had been married for almost ten years and was in her prime sexually, but her husband was impotent, only lasting about two minutes each time. She'd barely feel anything before he finished… and it only happened once every two weeks. In our line of work, it's considered very easy and normal for women to have affairs, but she said her husband treated her very well, perfect in every way except for this one problem. She didn't want to do anything to betray him and had never had sex with anyone else. She wanted to thank us today and wanted to treat us to dinner after work.
About ten minutes later, I heard people talking outside again. When I came out, the teacher was already sitting up, talking to Xiao Wang. The way she looked at him, I knew they were having an affair! During our conversation, I learned that the teacher had been married for almost 10 years and was in her prime sexually active. Her husband, however, was impotent, lasting only about two minutes each time. He would finish just as she started to feel pleasure… and it only happened once every two weeks. In our line of work, it's generally considered very easy and normal for women to have affairs, but she said her husband treated her very well; apart from this problem, he was perfect in every other way. She didn't want to do anything to betray him and had never had sex with anyone else. She wanted to thank us today and invited us to dinner after work. We
chatted for a while afterward, and she told us about women's most sensitive and desired feelings. She said the women who came here generally had their own difficulties—either their husbands had problems, they had found new lovers and hadn't been intimate for a long time, some came for excitement, and of course, some just wanted to cheat on their spouses. Occasionally, we'd also meet older, unmarried, and lonely white-collar workers. After work, the teacher treated us to dinner. Not only were the two of us there, but several other new girls were too. Xiaoxia was there too (everyone knew about our relationship). I ate quietly, and the girls occasionally joked, saying things like, "Don't bully them anymore," because they had dirt on Xiaowang and me...
We drank quite a bit, not going home until after 11 pm. It was really crazy then. Other girls were sleeping in the boys' dormitory, and Xiaoxia and I continued doing what we loved. The other girls acted like they didn't see us (of course, we still covered ourselves with a sheet...). Sometimes, while we were doing it, they were so powerful they'd even add sound effects outside... making me finish quickly because I was so excited. They were so mean, affecting my performance! After a few more days of training, it was time for the exam. The exam was done one by one, with no one else around. The girls used the male supervisors and managers as targets for the test. They had to be deemed qualified before they could start working.
We guys used the teacher as a target. Xiao Wang went first, and when he came out, he was grinning mischievously. I asked him how it went, and he said it was based on his silver tongue—how could he fail? (Damn, isn't that cheap? So, you went first with your tongue, does that mean I have to go in and use mine too? What if you have gynecological problems or something? I curse you to get sores on your tongue, so you can only use your tongue with your wife from now on!) Anyway, it was my turn. When I went in, the teacher had gone to take a shower. I saw the sheets were wet again… To be honest, after learning about the teacher's experience, I really felt sorry for her. So young, and she couldn't find happiness. I wonder how many nights she spent crying with a bitter melon while the men beside her slept soundly. It's so tragic.
Okay, let's break her virginity this time. I'll help her. After the teacher finished washing, she lay face down on the massage bed, and I could begin. It was the first time I seriously gave a woman acupressure, and there was no one else around. Just thinking about how the teacher was wet and I was now on top of her, my little brother unconsciously got hard. I guess the teacher felt it, and her body started to heat up. After I finished the basic techniques and started to foreplay, I could feel her trembling. When I breathed on her ear, I saw that her hands were gripping the sheets. When I finished those and did the back triangle massage, her genitals, which had just been washed, were wet again, and her hands were still tightly gripping the sheets.
When I turned her over to do the breast massage, I saw that her nipples were already erect. When I did the chest massage, she couldn't help but make a sound. Seeing how much pain she was enduring, I kissed her for
a few minutes, then started my "front triangle massage"—the usual techniques: stroking, scratching, plucking hair. Suddenly, the instructor told me to stop. I was stunned. What was going on? Had I done something wrong? The instructor noticed my confusion and said, "That's enough for now. You're qualified. Get your employee number tomorrow and start working." I asked, "Why aren't we doing it? Did I do something wrong?" She said, "It's not that I did something wrong, it's that you did it too well. I felt very comfortable, but I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it later. You felt it too, didn't you?" (She already knew my penis was erect.) She added, "If I couldn't control myself and did something inappropriate, I'm afraid I'd be betraying my husband."
I gave an awkward laugh. (The shop's rules prohibited sexual relations with customers, and similarly, not with colleagues within the company, but no one checked our training room.) Then I left. After half a month of training, I was finally ready to start working!
I remember my first day on June 12th, 2007. I got employee number 111 (there were many numbers, so I won't explain what 111 means, it's for men). I started on the day shift, from noon to midnight. As soon as I got to the shop, I took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and even borrowed perfume from a girl. I was well-prepared and just waited for the first customer. At 2 PM, the first female customer arrived. Xiao Wang had entered the shop before me, so he went to his shift. An hour and a half later, he came back, and I immediately went up to him to ask how it went, if the customer was easy to serve. He said angrily, "Damn, don't even mention it! An old woman, over 40, kept calling me 'kiss,' and kept grabbing my penis, almost tearing it. But she gave me a 200 yuan tip, so it was alright." I was speechless. An old woman over 40… I was so conflicted, praying that the next one would be a beautiful woman—fair-skinned, rich, with a good figure, and gentle. I'm so nervous about starting my first shift!
Around 6 PM, the second female customer finally arrived, and it was my turn. On my way to the room, I kept thinking about what kind of customer I would meet. (Just like when you go to a sauna to find a girl, you enter the room and wait for her, hoping for a hot beauty, right?) When I got to the room, I felt really lucky. A woman around 30 years old came in; she wasn't tall, but she was pretty, had good skin, and a petite figure. After entering, following the shop's rules, I greeted her, saying, "Hello, I'm technician number 111, it's a pleasure to serve you." Then the customer looked me up and down a few times. I nervously asked, "May I serve you?" She said, "Yes, come in."
Then she went to the bathroom to shower and change. After she finished, she came out and lay on the massage bed, and I began the basic techniques. While doing the massage, I chatted with the customer and learned that her surname was Wu. She told me to call her Sister Wu. She told me she was 31 years old, had been married for two years, had a lot of work pressure, always sat in an office, and felt unwell, so she often came out for foot massages, including regular massages (physiotherapy and Thai). This was her first time at our shop. A while ago, we were handing out promotional discount coupons downstairs at her company, and she saw the great prices and decided to give it a try. We chatted while we performed basic massage techniques. She said our techniques were just average, similar to other shops, so why were our prices so much higher? (The average massage shop's price is around 200, while ours is 300-500. Members get a 100 discount per hour, but the cheapest is still around 200). I haven't introduced the various services before, so I'll explain here: 318 is basic acupressure – just a quick massage, no rest – you have to add time for rest. 418 includes both massage and rest, with a longer "emotional therapy" session – basically just a quick massage in the room, with the masseuse chatting and flirting. There's also a 518 option, which is basically the same, but the masseuses don't wear uniforms. (The discount coupon I received at the time meant the 318 service only cost 168, wasn't that a great deal?) She asked me why the price was high, and I told her that what we were doing now was just the basic techniques, the goal being to help her relax. Our shop's signature techniques hadn't even started yet. She then asked what our shop's signature techniques were. I said I was about to start, and asked her to try it out and see if it was comfortable. If she liked it, I told her to come back often. Just then, I finished the basic techniques and was about to start the foreplay. I got up and dimmed the room lights so the customer would feel more aroused. Then I began gently stroking her entire body, scratching her as I did so, only lightly touching sensitive areas, not rushing to tease them, especially for a new customer. After I finished that, I started breathing on her (there's a difference between hot and cold breath). I first blew cold air on her blanket; she's quite ticklish, and before, when she was scratching, her waist kept twisting. When I blew cold air, she lay there shivering a little. After I finished blowing cold air into her and started breathing warm air closer, she made a comfortable sound. I started breathing on her lower back (the area between the lower back and buttocks is very sensitive for both men and women; gently stroking it with warm hands will feel very good—note, warm hands, not cold hands). She immediately felt it; I could feel her breathing become heavier, her body tense up, and then I slowly and gently breathed upwards, the whole process taking about 5 minutes. While breathing, I gently stroked the sides of her waist with my hands, and by the time I breathed on her neck, her whole body was warm. When I breathed on her neck, I boldly said, "If it feels good, don't hold back." She cooperated and softly hummed in agreement.
To be honest, I felt it myself at that moment; my penis was erect. I lay on top of her from behind and started breathing on her ears, occasionally gently biting them. She enjoyed it and occasionally made soft "hmm" sounds. When I finished doing that and started working on her groin area, she nervously asked, "Should I do that there too?" I said we wouldn't touch her genitals, just massage around. She was still embarrassed and wouldn't let me do the rear triangle massage. Then we turned over, I sat on the edge of the massage bed and she lay flat between my legs, pressing down on my erect penis. I started giving her a head massage, and then her hands and arms. We chatted while I massaged her, and she asked if there were many female customers here. I was on my first hour, so I said frankly, "Today is my first hour, and you are my first customer. I didn't even know." She laughed, "What a coincidence! My first time at your shop, and I've met your first time." (This woman was getting familiar with me and started flirting with me.) I wasn't thick-skinned enough at the time, so I just smiled and said to her, "We also have a breast massage technique. Can I do it?" She thought for a moment and said yes. I had her lie flat, and I started giving her a stomach massage. The stomach massage is very simple: you just stroke your stomach from side to side towards the center, then grab your lower abdomen and shake it a few times. Repeat this a few times, then start drawing circles on your stomach like a tai chi symbol. After that, we moved on to breast massage. She was petite, with small breasts, but her nipples were quite large (many girls have small breasts but large nipples, while some women with large breasts generally have smaller nipples). The technique for breast massage, as mentioned before, involved pushing from both sides towards the center, then from bottom to top, repeating this for a while. Next, I started circling my fingers around the areola, but avoiding touching the center. When the nipples were firm and erect, I gently breathed warm air onto them. Ms. Wu was probably experiencing this type of massage for the first time; she closed her eyes and seemed to be thoroughly enjoying it. I noticed her legs were tightly pressed together. This process took about five minutes. Afterward, I asked if we could do a massage on her groin area.
She was still hesitant and said no, let's skip that for now. I then chatted with her while giving her a relaxing massage. I asked Ms. Wu if she found our special technique comfortable. She said it was her first time experiencing acupressure, and while she was a little nervous, it felt great—stimulating and comfortable—and she would definitely request me again next time. When I first started working with the customer, I was clueless about how to get her to sign up for a membership or how to get tips. When my time was up, I went back to the technician's room.
Back at the room, Xiao Wang asked me how it went, what kind of woman she was. I said she was a beautiful 30-year-old, very gentle, and didn't make any unreasonable demands. He was so envious! Haha. Later, we chatted and watched TV in the technician's room. There weren't many female customers, and many didn't want male technicians. At night, all four of us male technicians were there. If a customer wanted a male technician, Chen Ge and Xiao Gan were given priority, as they had just arrived and hadn't been called yet. Around midnight, when it was almost time to leave, it was my turn again, this time with 418 (when we first started, the more senior technicians usually got priority). I was almost asleep in the technician's room when I was woken up. It was almost midnight, and I was about to leave, but I still had to go. I was a little reluctant. But for some reason, business was so good at that time, and the other three male technicians were still on duty, so I had no choice but to go. When I arrived at the guest room, I saw a rather elderly woman with a fuller figure; her belly and waist were noticeably fleshy. I felt quite uncomfortable. Following protocol, I bowed, gave my employee number, and asked if I could serve her. She kept looking at me, smiled, and asked, "New here?"
I said yes, it was my first day, and asked for my understanding if I didn't do a good job. She smiled and said, "It's alright, just relax and don't be nervous." After saying that, she went to shower and change. When she came out, she immediately sat on the massage bed, lay down, and said, "Let's begin." I sat on her buttocks and started giving her a basic massage from her back, chatting as I did so. I learned she was a regular customer, coming about twice a week. She was in the clothing business, and she said she owned a factory, though I didn't know the scale. She always liked the feeling of being here. To be honest, when I massaged her body full of excess flesh, I felt a little uncomfortable. After I finished the basic techniques and started working on the more specialized parts, I lay on her back and performed the breathing exercises. She didn't react much, probably because I'd done it so many times. After I finished breathing on her back, I asked if I could do the back triangle area. She said, "Just waiting, go ahead." I was completely stunned.
I started working on her genitals, using the same technique: first stroking her inner thighs and buttocks, then scratching, and finally plucking hair. I could feel that her genitals were still dry. I wondered if I wasn't doing it right? Oh well, whatever, I'll just follow my routine. After that, I had her turn over. Once she was on her back, I massaged her head, hands, and arms first, then started massaging her stomach. Massaging an older woman really wasn't pleasant; I realized that massaging clients like the ones from this afternoon was much more comfortable. After her stomach, I went straight to her breasts. Since she had said she was waiting, I didn't ask if I could do it. Her breasts were quite large, and her nipples weren't small either. I guess it's because of her age; they were already sagging. No matter how I used our techniques, her breasts didn't perk up; only her nipples got hard. When I breathed on her, she said, "Don't just blow on me, kiss me." I felt really uncomfortable. She's old enough to be my mother. (I was a little disgusted when I first met women like her, but I got used to it.) But there was nothing I could do; I had to meet the customer's requests as long as it didn't violate my principles (there's only one principle: no sexual relations with customers in the shop). So I forced myself to kiss her, even though it was uncomfortable. Her breasts were probably the most sensitive. I didn't see any reaction after the back massage and the three-part massage, but she started to react when I kissed her breasts. I was curious and wanted to be a little naughty, so I kept kissing them. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my crotch. I realized her hand was grabbing me from outside my pants. I was stunned. Older women are more vigorous!
When I finished, she still wouldn't let go. I said, "Sister, let go. I can only do the next steps if you let go." She said, "You don't need to do the next steps. Just continue with the breast massage." I liked that step. I was sweating buckets! I did that for over half an hour. Damn, by the time I finished, my mouth was dry and my cheeks were killing me. Luckily, she was generous and gave me a 200 yuan tip before I went home. For the next two days, I worked one to two hours almost every day. One day, I was watching TV in the technician's room when suddenly the caller room called number 111, requesting a specific room. I was puzzled; I'd only been there three days and only knew a few customers. Who would want me? I wondered on my way to the call room. When I got to the room, I found it was Sister Wu, my first customer on my first day. Sister Wu looked quite beautiful that day, and I was actually a little excited to see her.
I said, "Hello, Sister Wu! You look so beautiful today!" (Women love compliments, and she really did look great that day). She smiled and said, "Weren't you less beautiful last time?" Being a newbie, I didn't know how to answer, so I just smiled awkwardly and said, "No, I've always been beautiful, haha." I asked Sister Wu what service she wanted today, the standard (318, just a quick touch) or the premium (418, we try our best to meet the client's needs). She asked what the difference was, and I told her that the 318 service was shorter and just a quick touch, while the 418 service was longer, and we tried our best to meet the client's requests. She laughed and said, "Last time I came, I did the 318 service, right? Same as last time, please." After two days, I learned that our technicians have a monthly quota for membership cards: at least 20 for female technicians and at least 10 for male technicians. The membership card cost 1500 yuan. I said, "Sister Wu, why don't you get a card? You can use it for 1500 yuan, and you'll get a 100 yuan discount on each service, which is quite a good deal." She immediately agreed and asked someone to go and process it for her. After processing the card, Sister Wu went to the bathroom to shower and change. When she came out and lay on the bed, I started the basic procedures for her.
A friend asked about the basic procedure, so I'll explain it here. First, we sit on the customer's buttocks and help her remove her shirt. Then we start massaging her shoulders, pressing acupoints, and then acupressure points on her spine. After that, we apply powder and massage her back, rubbing and warming her kidneys, using techniques like "ants climbing a tree" and figure-eight knots. Then we massage her buttocks, lifting and pulling, and massaging her buttocks and back. That basically completes the rest of the procedure. When I finished the basic procedure with Sister Wu, I was already erect... This woman, although not young, is very well-maintained, especially her buttocks, which are quite large and elastic (are women who sit in offices for long periods generally have larger buttocks?). When I started the full-body massage and tickling, I saw her full-body reaction and became even more excited. When I lay on her back and breathed on her, my penis was still erect. I was a little embarrassed at that moment. I guess she noticed, so she closed her eyes and enjoyed it without saying anything. But when I breathed on her ears, she reacted strongly and started making sounds. Suddenly, she moved her head and kissed me on the lips. I didn't refuse; I probably would have forced myself on her if we were outside!
We kissed for a while, she was so into it, it excited me so much, we were kissing for several minutes straight. After we stopped, I asked, "Sister Wu, would you like some massage for your genitals?" She leaned over and shyly hummed in agreement. So I sat between her legs and had her put her legs on mine, and started stroking and scratching her genitals. When I touched her inner thighs, I realized she was already very aroused. Every time my hand moved from her lower body to her inner thighs, I could feel her body tensing up, but we avoided touching her sensitive areas, pulling back just before reaching our climax. Seeing how tense she was, I wanted to laugh, haha. This lasted about 5 minutes. It was time for the head and hands massage. Following the usual routine, Sister Wu rolled over and lay between my legs. I massaged her head and hands to relax her. When I massaged her head, I noticed her face was very red. I pretended to be a little silly and asked, "Sister Wu, are you hot? Should we turn the air conditioning down a bit?" (It was already 21 degrees Celsius). Her face turned even redder, and she said, "No need." After the head and hands massage, I started massaging her stomach. Her lower abdomen was quite nice; I could barely feel any excess fat when I massaged it. I kept drawing circles around her navel. (Those of you who want to massage your wives can learn this; it's very simple. Just warm your hands and gently rub around her navel. This is good for her digestive system. Don't use too much force. I remember there used to be a saying: "Regular abdominal massage can cure all diseases.") After that, it was time for breast
massage. I've talked about breast massage quite a few times before. Some friends have asked me how to do it in private messages, so I'll explain in detail here. First, after massaging the stomach, don't rush to grab the breasts immediately... Start gradually, gently stroking both sides. When you reach the breasts, don't touch them immediately; just stroke around them. After a while, slowly push the breasts from both sides towards the center, being careful to use gentle pressure. Then repeat the pushing motion from bottom to top until you feel the girl's breasts become more elastic. Start gently grasping them, then circle your fingers around the nipples until they are firm and perky. Then gently breathe on the nipples, being careful not to blow air into them. Slowly, that's basically it. This can tighten the chest muscles, strengthen support, and make the girl's breasts firmer. Ms. Wu's breasts weren't big; they seemed bigger than an A cup, but not quite a B cup. After my massage, they became a B cup. As I kept circling her areola, I could clearly feel her desire rising. Then I gently breathed on her breasts, and I could feel her legs tighten and her body stiffen. After doing this for a few minutes, seeing how uncomfortable she seemed, I couldn't bear it and said, "Sister Wu, how about I kiss your breasts?" (I feel so pathetic writing this now, oh my god). She blushed and softly hummed in agreement. When I kissed her, her whole body tensed up and she couldn't help but let out a moan: "Ah~" Gradually, Sister Wu's reaction became more and more intense. She started putting her hands on my body and touching my back, which made me feel incredibly aroused. I was so hard. When I stopped, Sister Wu hadn't stopped. I asked her, "Sister Wu, would you like to do my front triangle area?" She blushed and said, "Yes." The first three sessions were pretty much the same as the last three, except for the addition of plucking fur. Hehe, I did my usual routine: when I touched the key areas, I'd start over, only circling the outer edges. She couldn't take it anymore, so she covered her face with the blanket and started moaning under it. By then, her crotch was completely wet, and when I plucked her fur, I found it was soaking wet...
After we finished the whole process, Ms. Wu was a little embarrassed and immediately went to the restroom to wash up before coming out. After she came out, we had her lie down and started chatting while we gave her a relaxing massage (basically massaging her temples and scalp, massaging her shoulders, and gently pounding her shoulders). She wasn't as reserved as she was the first time she came, and the conversation flowed more freely. I learned that Ms. Wu works in administration at a large company and spends most of her time sitting at a computer, often experiencing lower back pain and neck discomfort, which is why she has a habit of going to massage parlors. The parlors she'd been to before were all fairly reputable and didn't have our unique techniques. After my last visit, I gave her a special massage, and she kept thinking about that feeling, which is why she came back this time. She and her husband have been married for two years, but he often goes on business trips, sometimes for 10 days to half a month at a time. She's often alone at home, and when she comes home from work, the house feels empty, sometimes making her feel incredibly lonely. When she misses her husband, she can only call him. Recently, her husband went on another business trip, and it's been almost a week since then. Even when he's not away, their sex life isn't very good. Her husband is impatient and rarely goes through the foreplay we do; many times he just kisses a few times and starts, which isn't very satisfying. Guys, pay attention! When you're with a girl, don't rush things. Foreplay is crucial, otherwise, she'll complain. Of course, don't be too gentle all the time; occasionally, be a real man and give her a passionate, intense experience!
Later, after my shift, Sister Wu left me her phone number, knowing I was new to the city, and told me to call if I encountered any difficulties (I was genuinely touched, thinking that next time Sister Wu comes, I'll do my best for you). After my shift, when I returned to the technician's room, all the other male technicians had gone to their shifts, so I just chatted with the girls. Because we were in the same line of work, the girls often asked us how we massaged female customers, and whether the female customers were perverted, as many male customers were quite perverted and liked to touch us inappropriately.
During that period, work was relatively slow because we were new and didn't have many regular customers. I only worked one or two hours a day, and occasionally received some tips. However, we had a guaranteed minimum wage for the first three months, so life wasn't too bad. When we weren't working, we would watch TV and chat in the massage room. Once we got to know the girls, they wouldn't hide anything from us. There was supposed to be a changing room, but it was always crowded and there was often a queue. Later, after we got to know them, the girls would change right there in the massage room, in front of us—it was like a daily lingerie show! It was truly unbearable. Damn, she kept asking us if our clothes looked good. I told her to ask other girls, but they said, "What's the point of letting women see? It's only real beauty if men say it looks good!"
One day, around 3 AM, I was sleeping at Zhongfang's place when it was my turn. Reluctantly, I got up, chewing gum, and went to the room. Wow, I'd never seen such a beautiful woman before! She was at least 1.72 meters tall, with a great figure (I'm 182cm, and I can usually tell the height of people standing next to me, though it's not perfect). She was wearing high heels, her long hair was up, and she was very pretty. I was wondering why such a beautiful woman would come here. After entering the room, I did the usual thing: I gave my employee number: "Hello, miss, I'm number 111. May I serve you?" She glanced at me and said yes. Then she went to the bathroom to shower. At this point, I was a little happy, haha, I'd hit the jackpot!
After the beautiful woman finished showering, I had her lie on the bed and started giving her basic massages. We chatted while I did so, and I learned that she worked at a nightclub (one of the biggest nightclubs in town). She said she came to relax after work because she was bored and tired. I said, "You're such a beautiful woman, you get bored after work?" She said, "What's so strange about that? Although many people ask me out for late-night snacks and to keep partying, they all have ulterior motives and want to have sex with me. And those men who frequent nightclubs aren't good people; you might get drugged or something, it's scary." She said she worked as a singer at the nightclub, usually just singing and rarely interacting with customers, unless the guy who kept sending her flowers made her feel bad and she ended up having a couple of drinks with him. She was 24 years old and had just graduated from university, but she couldn't find a suitable job after graduation. I said, "A beautiful woman like you, with your looks and high education, shouldn't it be easy for you to find a job?" She told me that she had previously applied to two companies. One company was decent, but the boss was a scoundrel who frequently took her along on business dinners, getting her drunk every time. The boss was also lecherous and liked to grope her. Once, he even tried to take her to a hotel room; she almost called the police before he let her leave. She quit the next day. She had only been working at
the other company for a few days when her family faced another crisis. Her father was ill with a heart condition and needed heart bypass surgery, which required money. Her family was poor, with two younger siblings, and supporting their education was already a huge burden.
They borrowed money everywhere to pay for the surgery, and now they were heavily in debt. Her father was already old, and now he had to stay home to rest, unable to find work because the wages were low. Her younger siblings still needed to go to school, and the family had to pay off debts, putting immense pressure on them. She just wanted to find a job that would pay quickly, but she couldn't sell herself! She said her current job was good; she earned almost 20,000 yuan a month just singing and dancing. Although she sometimes dressed provocatively, as long as she remained chaste, she wouldn't be taken advantage of. Hearing this, I felt a strong sense of empathy. Not long ago, I was also being chased by bank debt collectors and even considered becoming a male prostitute. "We're both in the same boat!" she said. Then she asked why I worked here, since I'm quite handsome. I said, "Don't flatter me. I only graduated from junior high. I went to high school for two years because I got into a fight over a girl. The guy I beat up had powerful connections, so I got expelled and started working. What's worse, that girl ended up dating him! Damn it!" The atmosphere was quite somber, but she laughed after hearing this. She said, "You're so stupid! You ruined your future for a woman. Was it worth it?" I said, "Looking back now, it definitely wasn't worth it. My grades were pretty good back then. If I had finished high school, I might have gone to university." She then asked how old I was. I said, "Coincidentally, I'm 24 too. I should be older than you. I was born on the 21st of the first lunar month. How about you?" She said, "I didn't expect we were the same age! She was born in May." I said, "Yeah, we sleep together, haha. If I had gone to university, we might have even gone to the same school." She didn't catch my quirky humor.
I said, "A pretty girl like you must have a lot of guys chasing after you, right? Do you have a boyfriend?" She said she dated someone in her junior year of college, and they broke up six months after graduation. The guy went back to his city; he was quite outstanding, and his family was well-off. His parents arranged a girlfriend for him from a wealthy and powerful family, and that's how they broke up. When she said this, I could feel her sadness. Everyone has a sad past, right? Before I got expelled from school for fighting over a girl, she really liked me. She said all sorts of sweet things to me, and I genuinely thought we'd be together forever! Then a rich guy took a liking to her and harassed her every day, writing love letters, giving gifts, and asking her out. She told me how annoying he was, and when I went to talk to him, he ignored me and told me to stay away from the girl, or else... The negotiations broke down and a fight broke out. This guy was short but had a lot of strength. He grabbed a brick from the roadside and threw it at me. Luckily, I dodged it. I got angry and beat him up, breaking his nose with one punch. As a result, I got fired. It's so damn frustrating. In this society, the law always seems to protect the rich and powerful, doesn't it?!
What's even more infuriating is that as soon as I started working, that girl went into that bastard's arms. Ugh, I've lost faith in love. Anyway, back to the massage. Time flew by as we chatted, and I finished my basic techniques. I asked her if it was comfortable, and she said it was pretty good, but not quite enough. I said, "Do you know why our place is more expensive than other places?" She said, "I was wondering the same thing when I came in. The decor and everything seems similar to other places, so why are the prices so much higher?" I told her we have a special emotional therapy here, and the customers say it's very comfortable and great. She asked if it cost extra. (She had a coupon for the 168-yuan package that includes the 318 yuan one.) I said no, it's included in the 318 yuan package, but we always ask new customers if they want to try it before we start. She asked why. I said, "The emotional therapy technique is a bit ambiguous, and some customers don't want to do it." She said, "Oh," and after a few seconds, she said, "Then why don't you try it? You've already paid, it's a waste not to." I felt she was quite serious, so I told her that if she didn't want to continue during the process, she should just say so. She hummed in agreement. At that moment, I was so excited! I'd been wanting to give her a special treatment for a long time, haha. Let's begin! Same old method, first gently stroking her whole body (she has a really nice figure and good skin). While stroking, I also did some tickling. She's ticklish, so she kept squirming and even laughed out loud. I jokingly said, "Don't laugh, be serious, if you keep doing this I won't feel anything, the effect won't be good." She was quite obedient and really endured it, not moving much. Gradually, the atmosphere became more ambiguous. When I finished stroking and tickling, I don't know if she felt anything, but I felt it very strongly... Then I started blowing on her. When I was on top of her, she must have felt my penis pressing against her, and she was startled, saying, "What are you doing?" I said, "This is part of our technique, don't worry, I won't do anything inappropriate." She made an "oh" sound and then stopped moving. I started gently blowing on her back. (When you blow on someone, it feels like something smooth is sliding across your back, which is quite comfortable. I've had plenty of girls blow on me like that before, hehe.) Her reaction wasn't very strong, but when I started breathing on her, she felt it. Her body stiffened under me. I breathed on her slowly, and she remained stiff. When I breathed on her neck, I saw her face turn bright red. When I started breathing on her ears, her eyes were closed, but I could see her eyelids twitching. She must have been incredibly nervous. I was nervous myself. Then I started gently teasing her earlobes. I felt her suddenly relax weakly. She was wet! She was definitely wet!!! After breathing on
her ears for a while, I told her that this step was done and it was time for the other steps. She softly asked, "What other steps are there?" I said there was a technique for the sensitive area of her buttocks, the back triangle. She blushed and said, "Let's not do that. It's too ambiguous." She didn't want to do it. I said okay, then turn over and I'll give you a relaxing massage.
After she turned over, I continued chatting while massaging her head. She asked, "Do all the customers here complete all the steps? Then aren't you taking advantage of me every day?" Of course, I couldn't tell the pretty girl yes, because I had ulterior motives. "
Of course not," I replied. "We male masseurs are lucky if we get an hour a day, and many of the women who come here with their husbands are older women. We only do the basic procedures, maybe a little breathing like that." "Hehe. It's rare for customers like you to come alone for acupressure, and I'm new to this. When a customer comes, there are usually two experienced masseurs who go first (I admit I'm not a good person)."
After massaging her head and hands, I started massaging her abdomen, making circles on her stomach while telling her to pay attention to her health, especially since people working in nightclubs often have irregular eating habits and are prone to digestive problems. Abdominal massage is very good for the body. After finishing the abdominal massage, I smiled and said to her, "Would you like to have two more massages on special areas? One is a breast massage, which is meant to make your breasts firmer, and the other is a massage on the front triangle area." When I mentioned the breast massage, I couldn't help but stare at her chest. Two small points were visible through her clothes (we take off the top of the female customer's shirt when doing back massages, and put it back on when it's time to turn her back over, and then take it off again for breast massages). They weren't small, I'd estimate a B cup, and with some training, she could probably reach a C. Hehehehe,
I kept thinking to myself: "Do it, do it, do it." But then the beautiful lady said, "Let's not, I'm embarrassed. I can barely accept the back massage, but I can't accept the front." I felt a chill run down my spine. There was nothing I could do; since she wouldn't let me do it, I couldn't enjoy the pleasure of my hands and eyes. Then we continued the relaxation massage and chatted. Since we were getting to know each other better, I learned that she had only recently arrived in the city and lived in a shared two-bedroom apartment in a neighborhood near our shop, sharing it with a girl who also worked at a nightclub. I said that's good, having someone to keep you company after work is nice. She said, "Hey, that colleague of mine has a boyfriend. He often comes to their dorm, and he's a bit of a flirt. They're always watching TV together in the living room, and it's all very intimate. When she gets home, she just reads novels and listens to music in her room. Her life is very simple; she basically goes to work and then stays in her dorm after work." I told her my name and asked for hers; her name is Ji Jie (Season).
As we chatted, it was almost time to go home. I asked expectantly, "Will you come again next time?" She thought for a moment and said, "I guess not. I only came today because I had a coupon that was pretty cheap. Your prices aren't low." I suddenly felt a pang of disappointment. It's not easy to meet such a beautiful woman with a similar fate, and we get along really well. Maybe she sensed my disappointment, or maybe she felt the same way, because she said, "Do you use QQ? I'll give you my QQ number. Let's chat on QQ sometime. I feel very relaxed and happy chatting with you." To be honest, I didn't use QQ much back then. I registered a QQ account in high school and haven't used it much since. But if it were you, would you say I rarely use QQ? I said okay, I'll write down your QQ number, and then I finished my shift.
During that time, although Xiaoxia and I were together a lot, we were just casual acquaintances. We rarely had anything in common. Our conversations mostly revolved around which customers she'd met that day. Xiaoxia was considered one of the prettiest girls in the shop, and soon she started having more and more regular customers. She often went out for late-night snacks with them, and this became more and more frequent. Customers would buy her time, take her out, and give her clothes, bags, and other gifts. Gradually, she went back to the dorm less and less. There's a saying, "Raise sons frugally, raise daughters lavishly," and that's absolutely true. Her family wasn't well-off, and she hadn't received much education. Girls are easily tempted in society; without self-respect, they can easily become corrupted. Slowly, the feelings between us faded. After work, she stopped coming to my dorm, stopped sharing a bed with me, and stopped doing those things with me. Of course, I knew she often stayed out, so I didn't want to touch her much. Sexual relations without feelings can't last.
It was almost 5 a.m. when I finished my shift with Ji Jie. After get off work, I went back to my dorm to sleep, but my mind was still filled with thoughts of her. It was driving me crazy! It was the first time I'd met such a beautiful girl, and we even got along quite well. I was so excited, thinking I absolutely had to pursue her. Whether I succeeded or not, I'd just go for it. Back then, I didn't have a computer, and my phone was quite old; it was really difficult to log onto QQ. Going to an internet cafe now was too early, and besides, even if I did, Ji Jie would probably be asleep by now. I'd better just rest and go to sleep.
I woke up around noon, it was already past 12. I got up, washed up, ate something downstairs, and headed straight to an internet cafe. There was one near my dorm. As soon as I entered, a wave of smoke and a foul odor hit me (we in this line of work are pretty clean; customers get annoyed if it's not clean). I got a membership at the counter, found a computer, and sat down. When I logged onto QQ and found her QQ number, it was still grayed out; she probably hadn't gotten up yet. Her QQ name was the same as her real name, "Season." Her QQ signature read, "Loved, hurt, cried, laughed"—just eight simple words. I added her as a friend, which required verification, so I wrote, "Hello, Season, I'm XXX from yesterday's chat." Then I waited for her to come online. Bored, I started playing a game and noticed a guy next to me playing World of Warcraft on some voice chat software. He was talking as he played, seeming really good at it, directing people to do things on the computer, and he sounded very focused. Since I was bored, I started watching a movie while he played, and gradually, listening to his conversation, I learned that they were raiding the Black Temple raid and had even reached Grandmother. Apparently, they were quite skilled on their server. After each wipe, he would tell me during a lull in the raid that even though they were only 25 people inside, the people waiting in line outside could form another raid group. After watching them wipe for over an hour, finally, when the boss was down to 10% health, almost the entire raid was still alive, and there seemed to be hope. This guy then said, "Good luck everyone, if we pull this off, we'll all get paid!" and was incredibly excited. Suddenly, the BOSS turned around and started hacking at the crowd again. This guy was furious, swearing and yelling at the first person the BOSS looked at (the professional term is OT). The guy on the other side seemed helpless, thinking, "That's impossible! I just checked, the aggro was much lower, how could I OT?" Upon closer inspection, it turned out the main tank (MT) had disconnected, and apparently, all three MTs were connected from the same internet cafe. What a disaster! He said they'd been stuck on this BOSS for almost half a month, playing from 2 PM to 6 PM every day. That takes so much patience! Playing a game is like working a job...
Watching this guy play was quite amusing. Before I knew it, it was 4 PM, and a notification popped up on my QQ. I opened it, and lo and behold, it was a friend request. She was awake! I sent her a smiley face: "Hey beautiful, just woke up? I've been waiting for you for so long!" She replied, "Why are you waiting for me? After you added me, I usually sleep until 3 or 4 pm, then eat and get ready for work." We chatted back and forth until around 5 pm when she went to eat, saying she was getting ready for work. I felt bad about bothering her... so I asked her if she wanted to come back after work for a relaxing massage. She said, "Let's skip it today, we'll talk about it later." Sigh, I logged off, knowing I had to get ready for work too.
After eating, I returned to the shop. It was still early; the busiest time for this business is after 9 pm, up until 1 am. That day, I waited until after 9 pm before a customer arrived. It was Xiao Wang's turn to work, and I thought I wouldn't get any work until after 10 pm when a call came in. Hearing "10 pm," I immediately thought it must be Sister Wu again. When I got to the room, it really was her. This was Sister Wu's third visit, and the interval between her visits was shorter than last time. Today she was wearing a fitted white dress (I remember she always likes to wear white dresses). After greeting her upon entering the room, she went to take a shower. After showering, she came out and lay on the massage bed, so I sat on her buttocks and began the basic massage techniques, chatting as I massaged her. During our conversation, I learned that her husband had only been back for two days before leaving again. She felt that her husband was hiding something from her, as he had been frequently making phone calls from the bathroom. She felt uneasy but didn't know what to do, and felt very uncomfortable keeping it bottled up for days, so she wanted to talk to someone. I suggested that she might be overthinking things. She said she was afraid that if she directly confronted her husband, it might cause a conflict, but if she didn't ask, she felt a thorn in her side and was very uncomfortable. She didn't know what to do and couldn't concentrate on her work. I told her, "Sister Wu, a relationship requires mutual trust. Don't overthink it. Wait until he comes back and you two can have a good talk." She didn't have a good solution either, so she could only wait for her husband to come back. After chatting for a while and completing the basic procedures, when it came time to start the special treatment, I asked if she wanted the special treatment
again. She said yes, she hadn't relaxed in a long time, and recently, because of family matters, she'd been under a lot of pressure. What she said when she last visited made me feel warm in this unfamiliar city, and I was truly touched. I told her that if she came again, I would do my best for her. I started with the back treatment, this time very meticulously, gently caressing almost every inch of her skin. Sister Wu's waist was very sensitive; every time I gently touched there, I could feel her body tremble. My hands roamed over her back. After a while, I started the breathing and exhaling techniques. This time, the breathing took longer than usual. When I gently breathed on her back, she was probably already wet, her legs tightly clamped together. I gently breathed upwards, down to her neck, then to her ears, and began gently biting her earlobes. Her sensations were intense; I could feel her body tensing and softening. Then I got excited too, and my breathing grew louder and louder. (Especially when a man breathes into a woman's ear, his breathing can affect her heartbeat. When your breathing becomes rapid in this intimate moment, she becomes very sensitive.) Suddenly, Sister Wu kissed my lips. (Actually, I had guessed she would do this, because she kissed me the last time I came.) She turned over and hugged me tightly with both hands. We kissed passionately, and slowly her hands reached up and slipped into my pants. It felt so good, and I almost lost control again. Sister Wu's hands kept moving, and soon she unzipped my pants. When I wanted to go further, my reason told me I couldn't do anything like that in the shop, especially with Sister Wu. I really felt like I was treating her like an older sister. I gently said, "Sister Wu, we can't do this in the shop." She stopped and said, "Let's go upstairs" (there was a hotel upstairs). I said, "Sister Wu, it's not that I don't want to, it's not good for you." She cried after hearing this. She said, "Why is it not good for me? My husband can have other women outside, why is it bad for me if I have one?" At the time, I didn't know how to comfort her. I said, "You haven't confirmed it yet, you can't retaliate like this, it won't do you any good." Gradually, everyone calmed down, and the next steps couldn't be taken. I just kept holding Sister Wu, and she silently shed tears in my arms. I felt so sad seeing her like that. I gently patted her back, and she cried like a little girl. Sigh! After about ten minutes, she stopped crying and said to me, "Thank you." Then she jokingly said, "Is it because I'm not pretty enough, because my breasts are too small? You men don't like my type." I said, "Sister Wu, you're overthinking it. How could that be? I just didn't want to bully you at this time. If you came when you were in a good mood, I would be more than happy to, haha." She told me that her husband often said her breasts were small, that they didn't feel good to touch, and wanted her to get breast augmentation surgery. I told her not to do it, that it's bad for her health, especially when she gets older, there will be side effects. Who says small breasts aren't sexy? Some girls have big breasts that look good in clothes, but actually they don't look good when they take them off, haha. There was no other way; I had to lie at this point. Actually, I'm a breast fetishist too.
I had her lie down, and then I started giving her a relaxing massage, chatting with her as I did so. I reassured her not to rush things and to figure things out first, suggesting that maybe she was just overthinking things. My shift ended quickly, and when I returned to the technician's room, another female customer came in. It was my turn, so I washed up and went to my next shift.
When I got to the room, I found out it was a girl around 20 years old, average-looking. After I gave her my employee number, she went to take a shower. When she came out, she asked me to order her some drinks and food. Then she lay down and let me start. She seemed to know a lot about our line of work. I was doing basic massage on her back. When I pressed certain areas, she would often say that I could press harder or that I should go lighter. The staff who brought the food and drinks came in. She got up, ate something, and lay down again so I could continue. During our conversation, I learned that she worked in a sauna and was considered a colleague. She usually served men, but occasionally she would come out and find a man to serve her. However, she said it was rare to meet a male masseur as handsome as me (hehe). I was also curious about how they did it in their sauna, so I started chatting with her. She told me they weren't a regular sauna that offered "massage" services. Unlike ours where the masseuses come to the guest room and the guest chooses whether they want a massage, here, when a guest arrives, all the masseuses come out and stand in a row in one room for the guest to choose from. After the guest chooses, they have to take off all their clothes and get washed in the water. The guest lies on a waterbed, and while being washed, they massage the breasts—all sorts of techniques that sounded really pleasurable. I even wanted to try it myself. Especially since I was already aroused by Sister Wu, and now it was flaring up again.
She clearly sensed my impulsiveness and said, "Why are you so sensitive? I only said it, and you already feel something?" I was sweating bullets and could only say that I hadn't been with a girl in a long time and was feeling pent up. She said, "That shouldn't be the case. The men in your line of work must go out with clients often, right? I've been here before. There's this guy here named Chen, right? He told me that sometimes he can't feel anything anymore." I told him that I hadn't been in this line of work long and hadn't gone out with any clients yet... She grinned mischievously and asked, "Don't you have a girlfriend?" Xiaoxia had already broken up with me, so I answered yes. She said, "With so many women around you male masseurs, it's a piece of cake if you want to make a move." Damn, she knows us so well! I could only say, "I'd like to, but I'm still getting used to things and I'm getting ready."
Just then, the basic massage was finished, and I asked if I wanted a "special" service. She said, "Of course! This place is more expensive than other places. I came here specifically for the 'special' services. Your 'special' services feel really good." Then I started doing the "special" service. I guess she knows this industry too well; she often does it with male clients. When it came to us, she didn't feel as intense, but she still closed her eyes and looked like she was enjoying it. When I breathed on her, she said, "Your lower body is so aroused!" I could only laugh awkwardly. When I breathed on her neck, she told me that she liked our ear-biting and earlobe-biting services the most, and wanted me to do it a little longer. When I bit her earlobe, she got aroused, and she boldly started letting out a series of moans. This made me even more aroused. Those were professional moaning sounds! I wondered if she was deliberately messing with me.
It wasn't just moaning; she was also wriggling her butt against my erection. It was so intense, definitely intentional. I was completely aroused, so I said, "You're deliberately trying to make fun of us, aren't you?" She laughed out loud: "Haha, is it fun? Is it comfortable?" I said it was comfortable, but it was uncomfortable to keep being held like this. She rolled over and gently stroked me, saying, "I'll help you finish." Seriously? Were you here to give me a massage or to give me a massage? It wasn't just moaning; she was also wriggling her butt against my erection. It was so intense, definitely intentional. I was completely aroused, so I said, "You're deliberately trying to make fun of us, aren't you?" She laughed out loud: "Haha, is it fun? Is it comfortable?" I said it was comfortable, but it was uncomfortable to keep being held like this. She rolled over, grabbed me, and gently began to stroke me. "I'll take care of it for you, isn't that enough?" she said. "What the hell? Are you here to give me a massage or to give me a massage?"
Then she made me lie down. "Holy crap!" she exclaimed. Then she sat on my lower stomach, slipped her hand inside my pants, and started stroking me. She then leaned over me, breathing on my ear and moaning. "So professional! The technique is amazing, it feels so good!" she said. Then she pulled up my shirt and started kissing my breasts. While kissing, she unzipped my pants and slowly kissed my genitals, even starting to kiss me. Soon I had her mouth wet, and she actually took it in and went to the bathroom to spit it out. It was so damn blissful!
I pretended to be clueless and asked, "How can I make you feel good? It seems like our techniques don't really affect you much." She said, "Just keep going, I'll tell you what I need to improve." "Holy crap!" she said, "That's too intense." After the breathing massage, it was her turn to massage my groin area. I gently stroked her, and she said, "No need for that, it's boring, let's switch to the front." She rolled over and asked me to give her a breast massage. She closed her eyes and seemed to be enjoying it. I wondered if she was thinking about her goddess like we men do when we masturbate, thinking about her amazing breasts. She'd
just given me so much pleasure, I couldn't just let her not give in. I diligently followed the steps, and when I got to her breasts and she started panting, she pressed my head against them (her breasts were probably a B cup; I actually like B cups—not too big, soft and lacking texture, but not too small and there's nothing to hold onto). She asked me to kiss her breasts. She's got a rather unusual taste; kissing wasn't enough, she wanted me to bite her nipples, telling her how much pressure to apply. That's amazing! Surprisingly, she seemed to enjoy it. She grabbed my head and started making sounds. A little while later, she told me, "Don't just kiss them, move your hands too, touch them down there." I was stunned. (At first, I sometimes thought about touching women's private parts, but after working as a male masseur for a long time, I didn't want to anymore because many women have gynecological problems and excessive vaginal discharge, leaving my hands covered in white discharge when I touched them...) I pretended not to know anything, but she said, "Hurry up and touch my genitals." So I had no choice but to bite the bullet and touch them. She even taught me which areas to touch and which areas were the most sensitive.

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