"Thai" Soothing - My First Thai Massage Experience

They were all neatly dressed. Because there were many guests, we were assigned to a room with a small cubicle, as the large rooms were already occupied.
My wife and I each had our own room. They asked us to strip completely naked and change into a black paper thong.
It was a bit small, and my wife was a little shocked because it was quite revealing. In Thailand, we had a herbal massage and changed into bathrobes, but not like this. Later we realized that we had foolishly chosen an oil massage. Of course, you have to be completely naked for an oil massage.
I was afraid of being laughed at for being conservative (Thais love to joke, and I've never mentioned my time at the Pattaya hotel swimming pool in Thailand), so I encouraged and urged my wife to take everything off and put on the black paper thong. Then we lay face down on the bed. The bed and pillows were all lined with non-woven fabric, giving a very hygienic feel.
The masseuse came in, and I lay face down. She began massaging my meridians, using her full weight to press on my spine and work my skeletal system; honestly, it was quite comfortable. She started with my left and right feet, moving upwards in sequence. Then, she did something that surprised me: she pulled down my paper underwear, exposing half of my buttocks, and began massaging acupoints on my buttocks, thighs, and the area below my testicles. She did this on each leg, as well as my upper torso and both arms.
After the massage, she applied essential oils. The oils were applied with a pushing motion, which made it even more comfortable. When she reached my groin area, she spread my thighs and began massaging along the inner thighs to the inner side next to my testicles. This actually made me feel very comfortable, but also very sensitive.
Although I gradually relaxed, I couldn't help having erotic fantasies. I was worried that I would have an erection when I turned over. So I started reciting the Thai mantra for warding off lust in my mind, and the swelling in my lower body subsided a bit. I tried to relax as much as possible, entering a half-asleep, half-awake state, and she started massaging my upper body with oil, so I didn't have to worry about my penis anymore.
After the upper body massage and the rotation of the chakra, she asked me to turn over, and I became face up. She then started massaging my feet, calves, thighs, inner thighs, groin, and the tendon below my testicles with oil.
And she would repeat this many times, and I started to worry that I would get an erection. She was stroking every inch of my skin, so of course she noticed my muscles were getting stiff. She said in an accent, "Relax, relax," and then continued to stroke me (this was repeated about twenty times, the whole massage lasting two hours).
To distract myself, I started chatting with her and discovered that she spoke very good Chinese. She said she had been in Taiwan for many years, and I said I had married and come to Taiwan. She suddenly became a little annoyed and said, "I came here illegally, I swam here!" I quickly said, "No, I think you're massaging very well and it's very comfortable. Your husband must be very happy that you're massaging so well." She laughed. Her movements became gentler and more careful.
The room was dimly lit, which gave me a sense of security as I was almost naked. I was lying face up, and she was carefully stroking and pressing my lower body. There was a hot towel on my head, so I couldn't see her expression throughout the process, which made all my senses focus on her hands.
Just as she pressed on my groin, I got an erection, without any impure thoughts. I felt my paper underwear being stretched, because it was cool. I didn't know if my penis had emerged, because I couldn't see it, but her movements hesitated for a moment. After about ten seconds, she continued to massage around my erect penis. Perhaps because of the good blood circulation from the massage, I could feel the throbbing of my engorged penis.
Strangely enough, I was initially worried about the embarrassment of my erection, but now I'm quite relaxed about it. She asked a strange question, though: "Sir, do you exercise?"
"Yes, I cycle." Besides that, I swim in the mornings and do weight training at the community gym on weekends (another unexpected glimpse of my cleavage here!), so while I'm not a sports star, I'm quite fit.
"No wonder, your muscles and 'fleshy' (she probably meant fat) feel so firm and well-proportioned."
The female instructor next to my wife said a few words in Thai. She laughed and said, "The people next door said you're about 180 cm tall and 80 kg, but your body has no 'slenderness' at all, that's great!" (I don't understand what she meant, but I guess people who are very fat and don't exercise often have cellulite and feel like they have solid fat deposits?)
As we talked, the atmosphere became very warm. My wife's fair skin, round breasts, and fear of pain were praised and joked about, and my wife laughed and chatted with them. Perhaps because of this, she continued to compliment my figure (actually, I'm chubby, but people love to hear nice things). Feeling the warm, gentle caresses and hearing the compliments, my body warmed up, I felt lightheaded, and entered a state of arousal; my skin became very sensitive.
Because I felt so comfortable and happy, my self-control weakened. I slightly removed the towel covering my eyes and whispered, "You're beautiful too!" Then I gave her a thumbs-up. She smiled silently, but her expression was very happy. Then, when she pressed the acupoint on my "side" (the inner thigh where the testicles meet), I cried out and my body trembled. I felt my erect penis touch the back of her hand that was pressing (?). I quickly changed my cry into a laugh (I was afraid my wife would find out). She cleverly followed up with, "Oh~ you're ticklish? You love your wife~" The room was filled with our laughter. (She really is an experienced woman.)
Then, when she switched to pressing the acupoint on my left side, I cried out in pleasure again. Just then, her warm hand touched my chest, and she leaned closer to me, saying, "You're too tense; I can't press properly." I picked up the towel, looked at her, and then she stood up and said loudly, "Sir, this is your first time using oil massage. Relax, relax, and it won't itch. I'm pressing a pressure point on your coccyx now, is that okay?" I said, "Sure, no problem." "
Does your wife agree?" she asked.
My wife's voice was muffled; she just said "Mmm," probably feeling comfortable and about to fall asleep.
She gestured for me to get up, made a "shh" sign, and told me to leave through a small door (there was a main door leading outwards, and the small door led to each room—a very strange design). In another room, at another table, she gestured for me to lie down. As I lay down, my underwear became soaked with hot oil (probably not pre-ejaculate), and when I got into bed, I caught the corner of the trolley table with the essential oils, and my underwear tore off, exposing my erect penis completely.
My mind raced with wild thoughts about what might happen, but I was at a loss. I stared at her blankly and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." But I didn't cover my penis; I displayed it with a mixture of shame and pride—what was there to cover at this point? With a knowing smile, she gestured for me to lie down, my entire body, including my nearly 17-centimeter-long, 4.5-centimeter-thick erect penis, exposed before her. She
spoke in barely audible Thai, and I asked, "Huh?"
She laughed and said, "Young men often feel this way on their first oil massage. Let me help you, okay?" Her Thai accent and gentle tone left me defenseless. I nodded.
She prepared the hot oil, applying it all over my body and applying pressure to various acupoints. It felt incredibly comfortable; I remained in a state of both pleasure and excitement. The massage technique was different this time, and the scent of the essential oil was also unique—a mixture of herbal balm, spicy, and cooling aromas. Then, I started sweating, and I could feel her sweating too.
She applied hot essential oil directly to my penis, stroked it, pressed acupoints under my testicles, and massaged my scrotum. I felt incredibly aroused, my whole body tense, but she told me to continue relaxing. I remembered my method for delaying ejaculation: thinking about other things while doing it. But this time, I couldn't do that because this experience was too rare, too new, and too stimulating for me.
However, I tried to relax and not focus my attention on my lower abdomen, penis, and buttocks. Her hand strokes were sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes shallow, sometimes deep, gently kneading the junction of the glans and foreskin, and also stroking the urethral opening, applying a little pressure to push upwards to the urethral opening, then sliding downwards to the urethral opening, and then scraping around the urethral opening with her fingernail. The slight pain and pleasure mingled, like savoring the Thai delicacy lemon fish—a combination of sour, spicy, and umami flavors.
"Ah~ ah~ ah," my throat bobbed, and I couldn't help but moan softly, my limbs curling up slightly and trembling. This subtle, lingering pleasure doesn't make me ejaculate immediately, but the accumulated waves of pleasure come one after another, one surge after another; I think I'm not surfing on the crest of a wave, enjoying extreme pleasure, but rather like the dense foam overflowing from a bottle of beer after it's been opened.
Everything seems slow, yet the release of pleasure is rapid; I seem to have entered a world of slow motion, but the speed of my thoughts remains unchanged, all sensory information, in minute detail, flows throughout my body, filling my body, mind, and heart.
I want to ejaculate, but I don't want to. I want to forever roam on this plateau of pleasure.
After seventy repetitions of this, I was so overwhelmed with pleasure that I lost all sense of time. My prostatic fluid was as slippery as sweet coconut juice. Suddenly, I felt a different kind of warmth and smoothness. I struggled to open my hazy eyes, and oh my god! She was performing oral sex on me! In an instant, not because of pleasure, but because of some inexplicable emotion, welled up from the depths of my heart, reaching deep into my skin. All the pleasure exploded from every pore of my body like a slow-motion rewind of a thousand flower stamens blooming. My soul and energy dissipated like mist. The
moment her mouth finished cupping my glans, the fountain of life gushed from my urethra, like the earth at its birth, a vast wilderness, hot springs emerging from the cracks in the ground.
Silence fell, broken only by panting. I opened my eyes, smiled at her, and said, "Thank you! It was really wonderful! I feel so happy." I held her hand.
She helped me up and led me to the bathroom, asking me to wash away the mess. As she turned to leave, a surge of intense affection welled up within me, and I became so infatuated that I wanted to hug and kiss her.
She chuckled and jumped away, saying, "Time's almost up." I blurted out, "I'll come back to you next time." She just smiled and said she was number two.
After washing up and getting dressed, I returned to my original room. My wife had just finished too; she looked slightly tipsy, her whole body flushed. After she finished washing up and getting dressed, we helped each other downstairs and drank some ginger tea. During this time, I kept glancing at number two whenever I had the chance. She passed by us with a polite smile. Only then did my pleasure subside, and a sliver of reason returned. Thinking: This is her job! She's so professional!
After we paid the bill, it was quite expensive. Back home, that night, my wife's body seemed to have awakened; we had sex that was satisfying for both of us. But undeniably, aside from incorporating certain techniques, when I was thrusting, my penis was as hard as iron, and who was he thinking about?
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