Special massage

The massage parlor
was located in a spacious corner. A special light pierced through the bright yellow space, shining before my eyes as if extending a warm invitation! I slowed down, looked up, and saw four large, faint purple characters: Tropical Rainforest. The storefront was small but exquisite. I guessed it was a sauna. After thinking for a moment, I decided to go in for a bath, hoping it might wash away some bad luck. Sometimes, people are like that; in adversity, superstition might be a way to find relief. I've never believed in this stuff, but at this moment, I couldn't resist the temptation!

I turned the car in, drove straight ahead, and finally found a parking space. I parked, got out, straightened my collar, and rubbed my face vigorously to refresh myself and avoid looking too tired and haggard. Then I entered the Tropical Rainforest.

From the outside, the Rainforest Hotel looks small and unassuming, but once you enter the lobby, you'll find it's actually quite large and grand. The reception desk features an elegant landscape painting with the following lines: "A small bridge over flowing water soothes the soul; the ever-changing wind and moon reveal the ways of the world." Several female receptionists, all in black uniforms, tall, slender, and with graceful bearing, stood ramrod straight in front of the counter. As I approached, they smiled and bowed, saying, "Sir, welcome to the Rainforest Hotel!"

After a pleasant shower, I wrapped myself in a towel and returned to my small private room. The room was small but exquisite, with few amenities: a soft bed with clean white sheets, a television, and a cabinet—that was all. The lighting was dim, soft, and slightly reddish, creating a warm and romantic atmosphere. It was clear that the person who designed the room had put a lot of thought into it, trying to control costs while achieving the desired effect—no easy feat.

There was a knock at the door. After answering, a girl with a great figure entered. She had a slender waist, a large bust, and while her face wasn't conventionally beautiful, her eyes were striking and lively. She wore a loose-fitting, light yellow uniform. She was carrying the coffee I had ordered earlier.

"Sir, here's your coffee, with milk, no sugar!" the girl said softly, placing the coffee on the counter. It tasted somewhat like Suzhou pastries.

"Thank you!"

"I'm massage therapist number 18. May I give you a professional massage?" The girl took a step back, bowed slightly, and asked softly and naturally. I glanced at her indifferently and noticed that her expression was natural and serious, as if she were doing something perfectly professional. Although she wore a gentle smile, the seriousness in her expression was no less than that of bank tellers.

"Hmm!" I replied vaguely, without giving a direct answer.

"Thank you. I hope my service has relieved all your fatigue and allowed you to enjoy relaxation and happiness!" The girl seemed very happy, her smile growing even brighter. Infected by her smile, her otherwise plain appearance seemed to take on a radiant beauty. Coupled with her proud figure, bathed in a soft red glow, I was actually somewhat tempted.

"What services do you offer here?" I asked, my expression natural, like a customer tired of other places coming here for the first time.

"We mainly offer three services. One is a standard European massage, including oil massage and kneading, 138 yuan per hour. Another is a Japanese massage, including double bath, full massage, and a hot and cold treatment, a total of 338 yuan. The third is 'Double Swallow,' where two technicians serve together, priced at 558 yuan. Sir, would you like the Japanese massage or the Double Swallow? Many customers here choose the Japanese massage," the girl asked. Her questioning was quite sophisticated, incorporating marketing techniques. Selective questioning and pushy sales tactics were on full display.

(Note: Actually, massages aren't usually named this way; I'm just using a term I made up. "Japanese" is probably a bit more suggestive than "European," hehe!)

"Let's start with the European style!" I said casually, not falling for her trap.

The girl was slightly disappointed, but the disappointment vanished instantly. After I added something, she became even happier.

"If you do a good job, I'll consider the Japanese style!"

"Don't worry, brother, my technique will definitely satisfy you. Just wait and enjoy yourself!" the girl said happily. Then she left the room, waited a while, and came back with some things, probably to clock in.

I leaned against the bed watching the news, actually feeling a little nervous.

"Big brother, please turn over!" the girl said gently. At her prompting, I carefully turned over, afraid of pressing on something precious. The girl stood by the bed, smiling slightly at me.

Once I was on the bed, the girl came over and gently pulled off the towel covering me. The whole movement was fluid and without any hesitation. I was now lying naked on the bed, looking rather unsightly.

The girl applied oil to my back and then, with skillful hands, gently rubbed it all over my body. It felt slightly cool, with a smooth, flowing sensation—it felt wonderful! Having been without a woman for a long time, I quickly became aroused. Lying on the bed, a certain part of my body was quietly swelling.

"What's your name?" I asked, trying to ease my nervousness.

"My name is Xiaoling!" the girl replied.

Damn, what a coincidence! Could she really be called Xiaoling? But the probability of that is very small; girls here don't tell their real names.

"Where are you from?" I asked again.

"I'm from Shandong!"

I was slightly disappointed. I'd heard from forum users that girls from Sichuan and Hunan were considered better—smooth skin and gentle personalities—while those from Shandong were slightly less desirable. But you can't generalize.

At this moment, Xiaoling had already applied all the oil to my back and started massaging me from top to bottom. Her technique was indeed good; she had a good grasp of the pressure and placement. Each press sent a tingling, numb sensation through me. At first, she massaged my shoulders, her body within easy reach. I laboriously reached out a hand and touched her waist. It felt firm, without any excess flesh—a very pleasant feel. I gently stroked it for a while, then moved my hand to her shapely buttocks. In this position, my hand could only reach a small area, which felt very unsatisfying.

"How long have you been here?" I asked again.

“A little over a month!” Xiaoling replied. Her answer was quick and fluent, as if she had memorized a standard answer long ago. Perhaps this is a required course for girls in this line of work.

Lying on the bed, my hand, stretched out with difficulty behind my back, was about to make another move, to touch inside her work clothes. But Xiaoling had already taken a step back, following the pace of her massage, thwarting my plan. I gritted my teeth in frustration.

“Just a moment, let me finish the massage first. You lie still and enjoy it, relax!” Xiaoling said with a light smile, even winking at my sidelong glance. Then, a slender, long finger pressed on my waist, while the other hand gently caressed my buttocks. A tingling sensation shot from her fingertips, quickly spreading throughout my body. I happily enjoyed this strange feeling, my mind intoxicated.

Xiaoling's massage was very meticulous, not missing any spot, from my waist down, both hands pressing... I gently massaged my buttocks, repeating this several times. Then, while maintaining this massage motion with one hand, I placed the other hand on my thigh, moving upwards from the bend of my knee to the groin. My palm rested on my thigh, with my four fingers hanging naturally. When I reached the groin, my four fingers just touched the two treasures hidden beneath me! The seemingly casual touch, and the immediate withdrawal, only fueled my desire. At that moment, I couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

"Hmm!" The girl gave a rough massage, then straightened up and began to undress.

First, her top, the button-down kind, very much like a white-collar professional suit. Men, especially those with some experience, seem to have a special desire for white-collar or gold-collar workers in business suits. I wonder if the design of the uniform here reflects that.

After taking off her top, she was only wearing a bra underneath. The girl's figure was superb, especially her breasts. Even wearing only a soft bra, they didn't sag at all, and even through the thin bra, you could imagine their shape from their imposing presence—a perfect, slightly upturned cone shape!

Then she took off her skirt, leaving her only with a pink bra and a pair of panties embroidered with beautiful lace. I stood to the side, my eyes gleaming, watching Xiaoling undress. I felt a little overwhelmed. Although I had been somewhat prepared, the impact was still huge, and my body arched slightly. I took a deep, soft breath, trying to calm myself down.

Xiaoling had already climbed onto the bed, spread her legs, and knelt on my lap. The sudden physical contact and increased weight almost caused me to lose my balance.

After the rough massage, the oil I'd applied was evenly distributed. Now, Xiaoling was intently straddling me, meticulously massaging every inch of my back. I desperately tried to twist my arms, but could only reach a sliver of her smooth leg hanging beside me.

After the massage from top to bottom, Xiaoling suddenly paused for several seconds. I heard a soft rustling sound, and then saw her pink bra tossed onto the clothes she'd just taken off. Before I could even react, Xiaoling was already lying down on top of me, gently pressing her newly removed "weapon" against my back! The pointed tip, warm with body heat, suddenly assaulted my already tense nerves, sending waves of excited pleasure through my body. I suddenly felt much warmer, and I carefully shifted my body again, futilely allowing that part of my body to continue suffering the pressure of those 'two mountains'.

I could feel her tip was already hard, gently gliding across my back, a little itchy, but incredibly pleasurable. I inwardly sighed, no wonder so many people in the world are willing to frequent such places; such enjoyment is something I wouldn't even dare to dream of in my peaceful, ordinary life.

After a while, Xiaoling began to lie down and massage with her entire body. Those two warm, elastic "super weapons" thundered across my back, crushing all other thoughts into dust. The only feeling I could have was to lie there forever, never to get up.

My body was incredibly excited; all reason vanished before human nature. I laboriously reached my left hand behind me, bending slightly, and touched her thigh, then traced its smooth surface upwards until I reached my target! Xiaoling didn't object at all. I pressed my thumb against her sensitive area, while my middle finger gently slipped inside. It was warm and slightly wet inside—it felt wonderful! Like a monkey that had been wandering outside an orchard finally picking a juicy peach. I was completely aroused.

"Big brother, how does it feel?" Xiaoling suddenly leaned against my back, whispered in my ear, and asked softly.

"Mmm!" I managed a weak reply.

Suddenly feeling a bit pathetic, I casually asked, "How old are you?"
"Guess, big brother," Xiaoling replied, stopping her movements and simply pressing her entire front against my back.

"21." "Wow, big brother is amazing! You guessed it right away! How did you know?" Xiaoling asked in surprise.

"Yeah, right," I thought. "If I guessed 18, I'd probably say the same thing!"

"Just a random guess!" I replied.

"That works too, big brother should buy a lottery ticket!" Xiaoling said, then sat on my heels and started pushing down there. One of my heels was right against her crotch, and I could clearly feel the warmth and moisture there.

"High school graduate?" I asked again.
"No, vocational school graduate, marketing major!"
"Then why are you doing this?" I asked, thinking to myself, no wonder she's so good at marketing.

"Nothing else pays too little!" Her answer was quite honest!

She started pushing my buttocks and thighs, her hands gently rubbing my buttocks, it felt really itchy, a little unbearable, so I started twisting my buttocks a few times. She made a palm with her left hand and started rubbing, kneading, pinching, and scratching my butt crack... Damn, this feeling is really indescribable.

"Big brother, is it comfortable?" Xiaoling asked.

"Not bad!"

After a while, she suddenly pressed my anus a few times with her thumb, and I groaned softly. After a while, she reached between my legs and touched my penis. I lifted my legs slightly so she could reach it completely. She gently stroked my penis a few times, then lightly massaged my other two treasures.

Damn! This feeling was so good.
Just as I was thinking this, Xiaoling suddenly stopped all her movements, jumped off the bed, and said, "Big brother, push it from the front."

"Okay," I replied, then rolled over, only then realizing that my dormant dragon was proudly standing tall! I felt very embarrassed. "Wow! So big and long! Big brother! I never would have guessed!" Xiaoling said with a coquettish smile, her face beautiful, seemingly alluring in the dim light.

"Oh, how does it compare to others?" I asked 'humbly'.

"Much bigger and longer than average! And the color is much prettier too!" Xiaoling replied happily. This greatly satisfied my vanity. The angry dragon seemed to sense its master's pride, trembling and shaking its head excitedly!

"Your little brother is greeting you!" I said with a smile, eliciting a giggle from Xiaoling!

As I spoke, Xiaoling knelt on top of me, poured oil on my chest, and then rubbed it in, gently massaging my nipples—it felt incredibly good! My hands weren't idle either; I reached to her chest, truly measuring its size and curves! Xiaoling closed her eyes, looking equally pleased, further intensifying our connection!

After a while, she leaned down and began massaging my upper body with her breasts. Five or six minutes later, she knelt down, applied a lot of oil to her breasts, and then clamped my penis between them, starting to move her breasts up and down, causing my penis to move continuously within her cleavage, a surging sensation rising rapidly! It felt as if I was about to ejaculate.
I took a deep breath and quickly said, "Slow down." Xiaoling slowed her movements at my urgent call, then straightened up, straddled my lap, and began gently stroking my penis with her hand. The rhythmic motion made my erect penis swell and throb, as if it were about to take flight.

"Big brother, let's do something else!" Xiaoling asked opportunely, her tone confident and her voice soft and melodious. Combined with her perfectly timed hand movements, it left me with no thought of refusal. At this point, I had no doubt that she was a marketing major! Marketing techniques are indeed applicable to all areas of society! I wholeheartedly agree with the saying by a marketing guru: 'Marketing is everywhere, it's all there!'

Any normal man who could say no at this moment would only have 138 yuan in his pocket. Xiaoling's marketing skills had truly reached their pinnacle—supply begins with guiding consumption!

"Okay," I agreed without hesitation.
Xiaoling rhythmically stroked my penis with her right hand, while gently squeezing my testicles with her left. Every nerve in my body seemed to spasm under her stimulation, and the feeling of ecstasy grew stronger and stronger!

"Big brother, let's do a Japanese style, I promise I'll make you feel good," Xiaoling said with a smile, stopping

her work. With the stimulation stopped, I regained some of my senses, hesitating, unsure what to say. My body's desires urged me to agree quickly, while my traditional upbringing held me back.

At this moment, Xiaoling leaned down, rubbing her breasts against my chest, while simultaneously licking my ear gently with her tongue, whispering repeatedly, "Big brother, let's do it, okay?"
Even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman; at this moment, I deeply understood the true meaning of this saying! How many heroes in history weren't unable to distinguish right from wrong, but rather, faced with such circumstances, were truly helpless and powerless to resist!

“Thank you, big brother,” Xiaoling cheered excitedly when I agreed. “Wait a minute, I’ll call the time again.”

“Hello, front desk, this is number 18, guest number 015, Japanese massage.” _

“Big brother, let’s change rooms. Come on, let me help you get dressed.” Xiaoling said gently, then helped me put on my shorts. But my little guy was still buzzing with excitement, his erection almost reaching 160 degrees, creating a towering tent in the front of my shorts.

“Why do we need to change rooms? Where are we going?” I couldn’t help but ask, feeling a little annoyed.

“It’s over there, the soundproofing is better!” Xiaoling answered naturally, then gently helped me put on my clothes, smiled charmingly, and started dressing herself. At that moment, I didn’t find her appearance plain at all.

After we were dressed, Xiaoling affectionately took my arm and led me out, just like my girlfriend, making me a little embarrassed. We left the room and went to the lounge. The lobby was dimly lit and not very crowded. There were men and women, but they only glanced at me briefly before looking away. I guess they were used to it. My mood instantly relaxed, and my hand naturally went to Xiaoling's slender waist. We

turned a few corners and came to a real room. We went inside, and Xiaoling locked the door. The excitement I had been suppressing exploded. I couldn't wait to hug Xiaoling from behind, my hands slipping under her ribs and kneading her firm, full breasts, my lips kissing her rounded earlobe. She cooperated readily, responding enthusiastically. One of my hands slid down, slipping inside her small embroidered panties and beginning to caress her pubic hair.

For some reason, Xiaoling seemed to have a habit of grooming, like Western girls; her lush pubic hair was neatly trimmed! Touching it felt wonderful, like running my hand across a neat, fine lawn—itchy and tingling!

Xiaoling murmured softly a few times as I stroked her. After a while, she looked at me, her face flushed, and said with a smile, "Wait a minute, let's take off our clothes first."
This suggestion was naturally welcomed, and she quickly removed the few clothes she had on. "Let's wash first," Xiaoling continued to suggest, then went into the bathroom next door, turned on the shower, pulled me in, and began to wash off the oil from my body. My hands, meanwhile, kept touching and kneading her body. Soon, she washed my penis, gently rubbing it with her hands, washing it clean as if it were a precious treasure. Then she looked up at me with a smile, lowered her head, and took my penis into her mouth.

I was stunned, came to my senses, and blocked her approaching mouth, saying, "Wait a minute, let's finish washing first!"

Xiaoling didn't mind, but smiled as if she understood what I meant, and began to wash off the oil from my back. After washing her entire body, she also carefully washed herself. I, meanwhile, messed around for a bit, and even kindly helped her scrub her back. Looking closely, I noticed that Xiaoling's skin was actually quite good, with a milky yellow sheen, probably no worse than those Sichuan girls.

"Come on, big brother, lie down." After we finished washing, we went to the outer room, where Xiaoling helped me lie down on the bed (the kind used for back scrubbing).

Soon she brought over a can of ice-cold Sprite, took a sip, and then bent down to lick my face. The cool, soft tongue gliding across my cheek felt incredibly comfortable, making my body feel slightly weak. She licked from my face down my shoulder to my arm, and then my hand.
"Comfortable, isn't it?" she asked with a smile.
"It's really good!" I replied with a smile, touching her breasts swaying in front of me. Honestly, it felt really good.

She took another sip of Sprite and started sucking on my fingers one by one. The sensation at my fingertips was incredibly sensitive, piercing my heart, making me want to scream. "This is so lewd." I could never have imagined this kind of experience before, but deep down, I actually started to like it.

After sucking both hands completely, Xiaoling took a sip of Sprite and began licking my breasts, focusing on my nipples, sucking and gently biting them. This little slut, she really knows men. I was completely relaxed by then, closing my eyes and enjoying it. They say men are born philanderers, and that's absolutely true!

Soon it moved to my thighs and calves. Then she got up, took a plastic sheet, covered my toes, and started sucking them. Damn, this works too! A strange, decadent feeling welled up inside me; it felt so good. I never would have guessed that a girl who looked so honest and innocent could be so lewd. Perhaps some things in this world can only be understood with your toes.

After sucking my toes, Xiaoling looked up at me, winked, and said with a smile, "Big brother, roll over, do my back." I carefully rolled over and lay down, afraid of hurting my little brother. She laughed at my carefulness.
"Laugh, let you laugh, I'll fuck you later!" Ah! So good. Just as I was thinking about how to get started on my 'work', she started licking my back. Her soft tongue kept licking my back, the cool Sprite stimulating my nerves, and my little brother got harder and harder.

Enduring this pleasurable torment, my thighs and calves were soon licked by her as well.
"Big brother, wait a minute, I'll go get something." Xiaoling said after finishing this part of the work. "Okay." I replied haphazardly, still savoring the comfortable feeling just now.
Soon, she came back with two disposable paper cups. I looked up and saw that one cup contained hot water and the other contained ice.

"Could it be Ice and Fire?" I wondered, feeling a bit like I was dreaming.

"Big brother, lift your legs." Xiaoling told me to lift my legs and raise my buttocks. Damn! This position is so ugly, it looks a bit like the position a girl is in when she's being raped. Just as I was about to object, I saw her cover my buttocks with a plastic film. Damn! She's really doing it! She picked up a piece of ice, put it in her mouth, crushed it, and then lowered her head to lick my buttocks. First, she licked around my buttocks with her tongue, then she started licking the buttocks themselves, forcefully pushing the ice cube in her mouth into my buttocks with her tongue. A cool sensation spread from my buttocks throughout my lower body.

"Ah!" I couldn't help but moan. The feeling was so wonderful, hard to describe in words. I closed my eyes and enjoyed it, my body starting to twist. The ice melted quickly. She got up, took a sip of hot water, and started licking my penis again. Soon, a warm sensation spread from around my penis. It was so stimulating; a feeling of being scratched deep inside my body came from within.

After a few rounds, I was incredibly aroused. She put a very thin sheath on my penis, took another sip of hot water, and began stroking my penis with her left hand while touching my penis with her right. Then she lowered her head and took my penis into her mouth, sucking it incessantly. A warm current instantly warmed my penis. Watching my penis go in and out of her mouth was incredibly pleasurable. Soon, she picked up an ice cube, put it in her mouth, and crushed it.

Then she started sucking my penis. The stimulation from hot to cold made me feel like I was going to ejaculate. I tried my best to control it, but I still felt something flowing out of my penis.

"Damn, am I going to ejaculate like this?!"

"What's coming out?"

"Ah, nothing, nothing at all, keep going." Damn, this is a bit embarrassing, my face is burning.

Xiaoling had a wicked smile on her face, and she took another mouthful of hot water and started sucking my already red, swollen, and hard penis.

"Ah!" The feeling of wanting to ejaculate finally became uncontrollable, and my righteous dragon, stimulated by 'despicable and shameless' methods, finally spewed out the raging fire in my belly! When you're young, there are many things to be proud of, such as energy or reaction, and the speed at which a man's instincts recover is one of the most pride-worthy (of course, under a lewd thought).

In the minutes after the pleasurable ejaculation, under Xiaoling's skillful and continuous stimulation, my already proud dragon became erect again, to show its invincible style.

Technology always evolves with human desires. The desire to see through the darkness led to the invention of the light bulb; the desire to fly led to the invention of the airplane; similarly, the desire to enjoy women safely and happily led to the invention of condoms. And as human desires continue to rise, the development of condoms can only be described as rapid and ever-changing. This is clearly a high-end establishment, so the quality of the condoms here is top-notch. You could say that during intense activity, if you forget the feeling of putting them on, you might hardly feel the difference!

In the joyful atmosphere, Xiaoling reached her climax first under my powerful thrusts, and I followed closely behind, once again experiencing the joy of complete liberation!

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