Slept with a mature female masseuse

As a complete shut-in, my social circle is also made up of shut-ins, so nobody's ever taken me

to a massage parlor, even though I really want to. School starts soon, so I need to take care of myself first. I recently got my hands on a magical sex information app, and started searching the day before yesterday. I finally found a place about 4 kilometers from my home with the most positive reviews. When I arrived and saw the luxurious decor, as a student, I knew I was going to splurge. I went in, changed my shoes, and went to the second floor. Someone led me to a room and asked if I wanted a particular masseuse. Of course, I didn't know, so they found one for me. A while later, the masseuse arrived. Luckily, I didn't encounter any older women or anything like that, but she looked to be in her late thirties. She was pretty good-looking, with large breasts, probably close to a D cup, and looked about 35 or 36 years old, like my older sister, though a bit short, probably around 1.6 meters. Then she introduced me to a package: the full service was 1199, and oral sex and breast massage were 699. Being short on cash, I could only afford 699. The masseuse went to prepare while I went to take a shower.

Soon we got down to business. The hour was up, but we could extend it. Honestly, as a total shut-in, I hadn't touched a woman's hand, chatted with her, or gone out with her in at least two years (not counting my cousin). I thought I was developing social anxiety, but surprisingly, I found myself actively chatting with the masseuse, effortlessly spouting 18+ content. So, never underestimate the potential of an old pervert! I acted like a seasoned client, even I was dumbfounded.

The services were quite extensive. First, the masseuse applied essential oil to my genitals and massaged my breasts with her hands and breasts. I was already rock hard, and I worried I might ejaculate prematurely—that would be so embarrassing! I quickly asked, and thankfully, the masseuse said oral sex was the last thing she'd do and would be done slowly. After the massage, I quickly rolled over and grabbed her breasts, giving them a vigorous rub. I was so outgoing I didn't even recognize myself as a shut-in. I pulled the masseuse closer and sucked on her nipples, and she cooperated. But after a while, I lost interest. Brothers, you might not believe it, but have you ever touched the chests of the fat guys in your class before? I felt there wasn't much difference, except the girls' breasts had more flesh and the nipples were bigger, but the softness was about the same. Even though the masseuse's breasts were quite big, as a customer, I was quite disappointed.

Then I started attacking her vagina. Although I've seen countless women, this was the first time I'd actually seen one. The masseuse had a round, full vagina with moderate pubic hair. After rubbing her labia and clitoris, I inserted my fingers. I had fantasized countless times about the feel of a vagina, but what I felt was...!! The temperature was similar to a mouth, just a wet, warm bunch of fleshy bumps. Except for the wrinkles, it felt almost like having my fingers in my mouth. Just as I, the old pervert, was about to start stimulating like Kato Taka, the masseuse stopped me. What a pity. I even secretly tasted my fingers after pulling them out. Hmm, so-so. I guess I only tasted the saltiness of my own fingers after showering.

Then the masseuse asked me to bend over, and I did it with some hesitation. When she put her head close, it dawned on me. Even though I had cleaned my anus, I still couldn't quite accept it, so I skipped it—it was better for both of us. Next, the masseuse started licking my testicles, sucking and swallowing them, but honestly, I didn't feel anything. Then she put some oil on my breasts, and I was a little excited, so I bent down and put my penis in my cleavage and started playing with it. After a while, to be honest, it wasn't as stimulating as masturbation; the stimulation was quite low.

After some foreplay (licking my neck, ears, earlobes, nipples, etc.), it was finally time for the main event. The masseuse applied oral sex fluid to my penis and started licking it. At first, it was quite stimulating; she held the glans in her mouth and swirled her tongue around it, licking the frenulum and coronal sulcus in circles. At first, I closed my eyes and enjoyed it, but later I felt more and more itchy—it wasn't as stimulating as masturbation! Seeing my "that's it?" expression, the masseuse panicked and started using both her hands and mouth. She took my glans into her mouth and gripped the shaft, rapidly thrusting up and down, but I really felt it wasn't as tight as when I used my hand. Seeing that I showed no signs of ejaculating, the masseuse glanced at me while continuing her movements. I think I understood what she meant, and weakly asked how much longer. She glanced at her phone and said it was almost time. I smoothed my hair and slowly said, "Then use your hand."

Then, as if racing against time, she started stroking me with lightning speed, squeezing incredibly tightly. I finally couldn't hold back anymore and groaned twice. The masseuse immediately took my glans into her mouth. Because it was a blowjob, I ejaculated inside her mouth—kudos to her professionalism! However, her mouth couldn't match the speed and tightness of her hand, and I actually started to go limp. The masseuse looked up at me, and I felt incredibly embarrassed! However, she reacted quickly and didn't hold back at all. She let go of my mouth and started stroking me rapidly with her hand again. My penis was rock hard again, and she stroking it at lightning speed while attacking my urethral opening and frenulum with her tongue. I felt like I was about to ejaculate. As expected, her breasts are the best!

I stroked the masseuse's breasts and shouted, "Almost there, almost there, almost there!" She took my glans into her mouth again, and I, who was already on the verge of ejaculation, quickly erupted, wave after wave of semen going into her mouth. After spitting several large mouthfuls into the trash can, the masseuse said, "Wow, that's a lot." I was really embarrassed. I had specifically abstained from masturbation for a week for today. After adding the masseuse on WeChat, she was about to leave. Out of muscle memory, I was about to ask her if I could keep her underwear, but then I thought that although it was a large clinic and I wouldn't have any diseases, this line of work is a bit dirty, and I couldn't compare to my cousin and aunt. So I gave up, took a shower, went downstairs to pay, and my trip came to a perfect end.

[The End]

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