[Piano Massage - A Piano Teacher's First Massage Experience] (The End) Author: Professional Massage

Author: Professional Massager
Word Count: 4088

One night, at two in the morning, the phone rang, waking me from my sleep. I answered, about to
unleash a torrent of curses...

"Hello, Eric Su, it's me, Yang XX!"

Brother Yang!? I almost jumped up and knelt to answer the phone. Who is Brother Yang? He's
a . I've heard that very few people have actually met him, and even fewer have met his beloved wife, Qiqi. But that
's not why I respect him.

I was fortunate enough to have Brother Yang and his wife act as my guinea pigs at the very beginning of my massage career,
giving me countless opportunities to try out massages. From being nervous around strange women at first, I eventually became quite adept, even able to act like
a massage expert. All thanks to Qiqi... no... this hardworking and beautiful wife.
So calling Brother Yang a second father is truly no exaggeration...

"Hey Eric, you've got a great deal! You've hit the jackpot!" His usual Taiwanese Mandarin sounded so
friendly

"Huh?"

"I'm drinking with a friend right now. He heard about you massaging Kiki and wants you to massage his wife too!"

"That's a really good deal!" It's a great deal, but you could have told me tomorrow during the day. Unfortunately,
Brother Yang is so generous; once he gets excited, he doesn't care what time it is.

"You should thank Kiki. She persuaded my friend's wife, otherwise you wouldn't have had a chance!"

"Definitely, definitely! Next time I send you good stuff, thank you, Sister Kiki!"

"Meet at his place at 11 pm the night after tomorrow. I'll give you the address and his wife's phone number later. Don't bother him unless it's important!"

Brother, how much have you been drinking? So generous in helping me get this job... without even asking if I had time.

"Oh, at his place? You've already made an appointment? Is his wife in good shape? How old is she?"

With so little information, I felt a little uneasy...

"Great! I won't hurt you. I'm going to keep drinking. Do you want to drink? If not, I'm hanging up!"

"..."

Although Brother Yang is often a bit nonsensical, he's a really good person. Trusting him, I
arrived at his friend Brother Quan's house at the agreed time. It was an old, inconspicuous house in an alley.
The house looked quite large, probably occupied by family... not a young couple living alone!

I wondered if I'd awkwardly bump into family members halfway through... I wondered how well the room was soundproofed...

While I was still feeling uneasy, he called, saying he'd come downstairs to open the door for me around 11 o'clock.

11 o'clock, the iron gate opened!! I was a little startled by who it was...

It was definitely... a man over 50 years old who opened the door? Brother Quan's father?

How should I handle this...? "

Hello, I'm the 'dragon-grabbing master' here to give your wife an erotic massage?

Will I get beaten up and thrown out if I tell him?

Where are my sunglasses? I wonder if it's too late to pretend to be blind... " "Is this Eric Su? It's me, Quan! "

That accent, definitely like Brother Yang's! "Ah, hello!" Three lines flashed through my mind, and my unease intensified... He warmly shook my hand, then patted my shoulder in greeting, a very old-fashioned style, and then enthusiastically pulled me into the house... Was he afraid I'd run away? The first floor was a garage, and the house was very long and deep. We walked towards the stairwell , and then a plump middle-aged woman, over 50, came down the stairs, smiling and greeting me! Waaaaah! I should have run away at all costs > < Brother Quan, I suddenly remembered I have an 80-year-old mother to take care of at home. Can I go home and have dinner with her first? Damn it, Brother Yang, how much did you drink? How did you introduce her? Next time I'm definitely going to kill your wife! My inner monologue wasn't finished yet, but professional ethics forced me to smile and greet her! "Hello, Sister-in-law Quan!" Before I could even say it, the old lady spoke up! "Everything's all packed up, so I'll be going now?" "Okay, thank you!" Brother Quan replied to the old lady... Oh... So she wasn't Sister-in-law Quan!! Whew... I feel like I escaped death! "You thought she was my wife? Hahaha! Your face is all white!" Brother Quan felt like he had tricked me. "Not bad, she's very polite, she didn't run away, hahaha!" Although it was a false alarm, judging from Brother Quan's age... Sister-in-law Quan might also be... Well, consider today I've helped Brother Yang out. I still need to maintain my professional ethics (everyone loves young and beautiful members of the opposite sex; it's human nature, and a lecherous masseur like me is no exception, so please forgive me). The first floor of Brother Quan's house was quite old and empty, but the second floor... was decorated elegantly and grandly. A little boy of about 3 years old was sitting on the living room floor , staring at me with wide eyes. Next to him was a crib, and it looked like a baby girl was sleeping in it. "These are my second and third children. I'm sorry to have asked you to come all this way, but I really can't leave . " "My eldest is in college and isn't home." "Looking at my age, you must think my wife is quite old, right? Haha! Haha! Haha!" I smiled and tacitly agreed. It seems I guessed wrong. "I married my wife later; she's only 31, younger than you. Don't worry, haha!" I could sense that Brother Quan was still quite pleased with himself for scaring me xd. "Xiao Yang and I were guessing you'd misunderstand when you saw me, and we were right!" The "Brother Yang" I was referring to was indeed just "Xiao Yang" in his eyes. "We were also wondering if you'd run away in fright after seeing that old lady!" Turns out, these two guys had been teasing me! > < After teasing me, Quan Ge started talking about serious matters. "My wife has never had a male massage before, she's very shy, she went upstairs to shower and prepare." "Then... what level of massage is Quan's wife comfortable with?" I asked humbly. "Like the massage you gave Xiao Yang's wife, if she doesn't say stop, just continue!" "My wife and Xiao Yang's wife are quite familiar, she's told my wife about you, it should be okay!" "I was worried my wife would be nervous, so I listened to Xiao Yang and made her drink two glasses of red wine first!" "Would you like some?" I smiled and politely declined, the red wine and glasses on the table setting aside. My gaze drifted to the other side of the living room, where a very elegant-looking piano stood . "My wife studies piano. Before our child was born, she was so bored that she even taught students part-time!"

Then I remembered there was a sign at the alley entrance advertising a piano lesson; it probably referred to Sister-in-law Quan. Next, Brother Quan
picked up the baby girl and carefully told me about Sister-in-law Quan's preferences and taboos in bed. The sound of water from a bath came from upstairs
. The little boy on my lap, unafraid of strangers, curiously ran over to rub against me. Looking into the little boy's clear eyes and listening to Brother Quan
's reminders, I felt a strange sense of absurdity...

Little one, I'm really going to sleep with your mom's pussy later... Maybe even your mother...

This is all arranged by your old man... Don't blame me when you grow up... Suddenly, the swear words felt
so real...

After Sister-in-law Quan was ready, I went up to the master bedroom on the third floor. The room was spacious and tidy, with wedding photos hanging on the wall! The lighting
was dim, but I could see that Sister-in-law Quan was quite beautiful, a woman of elegance. It seems Brother Yang hadn't lied to me after all.

"Brother Quan, could you play some music later? Soft music would be even better."

"Yes, yes! Do you want to hear my wife play the piano? She recorded it!"

"Oh, that would be even better. I can appreciate Sister-in-law Quan's work."

I saw Sister-in-law Quan lying on the bed, her bare back exposed, and then I looked at her wedding photos...tsk tsk... Just seeing that made
a strange feeling subtly ferment.

While I was preparing the massage supplies, the little boy rushed in, jumped onto the bed, and cried to go to sleep... At this moment,
Brother Quan came over, feeling embarrassed, and took the child away. Fortunately, the little boy was very well-behaved and didn't cry. His father coaxed him
to sleep in the next room.

With the child gone, soft music started playing, and the beauty was ready to begin (just kidding)... Ready to get to work!!

For convenience, I asked Sister-in-law Quan to lie on the edge of the bed, and then I first pressed the back of her neck, then pressed
the acupoints on her shoulders and neck in sequence. From the stiffness of her muscles, I knew she was very tense.

So, while massaging her, I deliberately chatted with her, asking what music she was listening to.
Talking about familiar music made her more relaxed, and I took the opportunity to apply essential oil to her beautiful back and begin the oil massage.

"Moonlight Sonata!" she recognized the intro, as I had a deep memory of that piece.

"Yes, Beethoven," she responded as

the Moonlight Sonata began. We stopped talking, listening quietly. The music was like
moonlight spilling onto the balcony, soft and gentle, delicate and fleeting. The melody flowed like water, full of deep emotion, gently permeating
the bedroom.

In silence, I slowly massaged her, letting her feel the gentle soothing touch of my fingertips. My sister-in-law was a
petite woman with remarkably smooth skin, clearly taking good care of herself. Her waist was well-proportioned
, and her figure was quite good. Considering she had given birth a year prior, her recovery was remarkably good. Massaging such a woman with such a great
figure and beautiful skin was truly a delightful experience!

Occasionally, I'd glance out of the corner of my eye and see Quan standing in the doorway, holding his youngest daughter and soothing her to sleep. I massaged
her shoulders, back, and then her waist, pressing on the meridians and acupoints before gently kneading her entire back
muscles in large circles. This technique is quite effective for most women, and Quan's wife was no exception;
I could even letting out comfortable moans.

As the next green piano piece began, I pulled back the covers, and her only garment, a purple lace panty
, was easily removed. Her round, full buttocks, a symbol of motherhood, drew me in, and I kneaded them with a fervent passion. Just as I
was lovingly kneading her peach-like buttocks…

someone actually intruded!!!

A little boy burst in. Brother Quan, who was supposed to be guarding the door, was nowhere to be seen.

"What's Mommy doing?" the little boy asked, his eyes wide.

"Mommy doesn't feel well, Uncle, please rub it on Mommy!" I replied somewhat awkwardly

, "I'll rub it on Mommy too!"

The little boy then watched me rubbing his mother's bare bottom and imitated me, pulling his mother's hand to rub it as well.
Sister-in-law Quan seemed a bit sleepy and didn't stop the little boy, just gently patting his head and letting her hold his hand while she rubbed
it .

Just as the little boy finished rubbing his mother's bottom and was about to come over and rub it on his mother's bottom with me, Brother Quan rushed
in and pulled the little guy away. Thank goodness, what happened next was definitely not suitable for children!

The little boy's intrusive interlude ended... Another lyrical melody began to play in my ears. Sister Quan was too weak to tell me
the song . I slowly finished massaging her legs, then asked her to turn around and began teasing her breasts. Perhaps because she still had breast
milk, her breasts were quite full, so I didn't dare to rub them roughly. After a gentle caress, I started pressing
around , then reached out to touch and rub her vulva. Sister Quan readily complied… and became very wet!

At this moment, the background music suddenly started playing a fast-paced tune! It seemed to be urging me to sprint. Wasn't
that perfect? When the time was right, I put on a condom and inserted myself. Sister Quan was a little uncomfortable at first, but
soon she relaxed and enjoyed it. When she got very excited, she covered her mouth tightly to avoid making too much noise.

In the dark room, I stared at Sister-in-law Quan's wedding photo on the wall. On their bed, his penis was thrusting vigorously into her vagina
, and I watched her clutching the sheets with one hand and covering her mouth with the
other me a perverse pleasure, a thrill of defiling someone else's bride!

This pleasure was incredibly arousing! Then I vaguely saw Brother Quan peeking in from outside the door! A strong
sense of absurdity intensified the stimulation! My penis, still thrusting, seemed to swell even more, an urge to release
surging within me. Gradually, I managed to
ejaculate, only after Sister-in-law Quan surrendered first.

Afterwards, Brother Quan settled the two children, offered me a glass of red wine, and chatted for a while before letting me
leave. Such was the manners of an old-fashioned businessman—truly courteous!

Afterwards, Brother Yang called to ask how things were going. Sure enough, he called to tease me,

"I heard from Brother Quan that you were terrified by their maid? Haha, we got you!"

His words still ring in my ears, yet two years have passed in the blink of an eye. Recently, Brother Yang told me that Brother Quan had another child at the end of last year.
This older brother now not only has to take care of his wife and children but also frequently travels between the two sides of the strait for business, keeping him incredibly busy. Thinking of
his hearty laughter, I can't help but admire him: even over 50, he's still a dragon in the air!

With this article, I wish Brother Quan and his family all the best, and also to commemorate this interesting experience.

[The End]

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