My experience at a massage parlor

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Last week, I was wandering the streets of the city alone, thinking of finding a massage parlor to get some massages. But after looking around for ages, I only saw a few
tacky without a single decent facial massage. Just as I was feeling sorry for the men of Miaoli, I suddenly spotted a very unique shop.
The decor was light-colored wood, and rows of essential oil bottles were displayed in large, transparent glass windows. The sign read "XX Fragrance Essential Oil Specialty Store," with smaller
print "Essential Oil Massage Available." Golden jewel-like lights illuminated the shop with a warm, elegant glow, like a women's beauty boutique.
After searching for a while without finding a "No Men Allowed" sign, I pushed open the glass door and went inside…

"Hello, welcome..." A man in his early thirties greeted me with a smile. "Looking for essential oils?" He walked directly to the display case
, and judging by his age, he was probably the owner. "I saw on the sign that they offer essential oil massages..." I explained my purpose. He seemed a little hesitant, glancing at his watch and
then looking at me. "We only do pure essential oils here... but the masseuses have already finished work... Our massages are from 10 AM to 6 PM..."

I apologized repeatedly and was about to leave when he said, "If possible, we have another lady, but she only does acupressure... I wonder if you, sir..."
I thought about it, and since I didn't have anything else to do, I asked about the price—acupressure for an hour was only 500 yuan—and nodded in agreement. The owner led me inside to a
spacious massage room. In the center was a massage bed, and on one wall was a low cabinet and on the other a large mirror. He poured me a cup of tea and placed it on the cabinet,
asking me to wait a moment.

I lay on the massage bed for about ten minutes, then heard the glass door outside open. A girl greeted the owner, and a moment later there was a knock on the
massage room door. I called out, "Come in," and she opened the door. "Hello..." I replied without looking up, asking some casual questions.
A pair of hands landed on my shoulders, and she skillfully began giving me acupressure, the pressure just right. "Why did you come here for acupressure?" she asked.
I said I was very tired after driving all day. She asked if I wanted a hot compress, saying it would relieve fatigue. I said okay. "I'll get you a hot
towel... Could you please take off your shirt?"

I got up and saw a clothes rack nailed to the wall, so I took off my shirt. Just as I hung it up, she came in. This was the first time I saw her (I had been lying
face down with my back to her). She was a young girl with short hair, not particularly pretty but quite cute. She was petite with two dimples and was wearing a one-piece short dress.
She wasn't wearing much makeup, which made her look even more innocent. She smiled when she saw my bare upper body and said, "Nice figure... You like sports, huh?" Actually, it was all thanks to a friend. He was my best friend
from junior high to high school. He studied physical education in college. After he was discharged from the military, we reconnected and I found out he was a trainer at a gym. I thought I should support my good friend,
so I spent over 30,000 NTD on a membership card. Once the money was invested, I felt it wouldn't be worth it if I didn't go. That's how I developed the habit of exercising. After two years, although I wouldn't say
I'm as good as a professional gym-goer, I have a very well-built body and my muscles are quite firm. She smiled again and asked me to lie down. Applying a hot towel directly to my body was
more effective than taking a hot bath... all my fatigue seemed to disappear instantly. After a while, she removed the towel and continued to give me acupressure...

Talking to her, I learned she was only 19. Her family ran a grocery store nearby, and she helped out at the store during the day. In the evenings, she had nothing to do, so she originally
enrolled in a massage parlor to help her mother with her health. After learning the skill, she felt it was a waste not to use it. There happened to be a boutique nearby that also offered massage services—not your typical
erotic massage parlor—and most of its customers were women, so she started working there part-time. There weren't many customers, and she usually stayed home, only coming
to work when there was business. And so, with her fingers and gentle voice, I slowly drifted off to sleep…

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin, it's done..." When I woke up, she was gently shaking me. An hour had already passed! Goodness! I hadn't even
felt ! Haha, I chuckled to myself. She asked what I was laughing at, and I told her, and she laughed along with me. Looking at her sweet smile, I suddenly felt a
surge of desire. I asked her if we could do it for another hour, but she told me the shop was closing. What should I do? "Then go ask the owner if it's possible to stay a little longer. I
've come all this way to Miaoli, so I'll just stay a little longer tonight..." She looked at me, smiled, and went out to ask the owner. I vaguely heard the owner say she
had something to do and couldn't stay, and that if she didn't want to rest, she should leave the key so she could close. Then they discussed it for a bit, and I heard the glass door open, her
say goodbye to the owner, and then the glass door closed with a "click" of the lock—she probably locked the shop... After a while, she came back into the massage room
...

"Let's continue..." I asked her if she was too tired. She said she only slept at two or three in the morning every day. "Then how about you do it for me for another two hours..." She
nodded without objecting, and I happily lay down to let her continue her efforts on me. I asked her, "The sign outside says 'Aromatherapy Massage,' why do you only do acupressure
?" She then told me that she had told the owner she only did oil massages for female customers because she would feel embarrassed to do it for men... I said, "Then can you do it
for me ?" She looked at me without saying anything. I asked again, and she whispered, "You really want me to do it for you... but I'm not very good at it." Of course, I said
it was okay. Just thinking about the feeling of oil on the skin was so much more comfortable than this dry massage. "Then I'll go get some oil... what scent do you like..."
I said I wanted lavender, and she smiled and said she liked lavender too. When we got to the door, she turned back and said, "Then do you want to take off your pants..." I nodded
and got out of bed...

Knowing I might miss this chance, I knew I had to make the most of it. So I deliberately sat on the edge of the bed waiting for her to come in. Letting a girl watch a guy undress is definitely
more stimulating than letting her see his body directly. Seeing her come in, I quickly went to the clothesline and started taking off my pants.
When I was down to just a pair of white briefs, I turned to face her and saw her looking me over. She blushed when she saw me turn around and lowered her head. I stopped teasing her and obediently
lay down on the massage bed… She poured fragrant body oil on my back and started massaging me… Her hands were so gentle. She massaged my back and waist,
then her hands. Just as she was about to massage my thighs, I turned and asked, “Could you massage my buttocks?” She seemed not to hear me clearly and leaned closer. “
Huh ?” I asked again. She thought for a moment, her face turning even redder…

Then those hands moved to my waist and slowly pulled down my underwear. I could feel her hands trembling slightly. The underwear stopped at the bottom of my buttocks
, and the oil poured out. She started applying it directly to my buttocks with her hands. I know that nine out of ten girls like to look at a guy's buttocks; in their eyes, a firm, perky
butt is a guarantee of a man's sexual prowess. The moment she pulled down my underwear, I knew that today's trip hadn't been in vain. Although she carefully avoided my erogenous
zones , her hands only rubbing my buttocks, the shy feeling transmitted through her palms was an even deeper stimulation. Following the sliding of her hands, I
felt my penis inevitably begin to swell and harden...

Her hand kept touching the waistband of my underwear, as if it were an annoying obstacle. She then pulled my underwear down a little more, but after
a while it slipped back to its original position. At this point, I knew I should take the initiative. I suddenly lifted myself up, her hand leaving my buttocks, and then, in front of her,
with my back to her, I naturally and quickly took off all my underwear, then lay naked back on the bed. She paused for a moment, then continued her work, asking
why had taken off my underwear. I said it would be more convenient for her work, and besides, my underwear would be unwearable if it got oily. She didn't say anything more and continued applying the oil.
Slowly, her hands moved to my thighs, and to make it easier, she spread my legs apart to the left and right, then began to pour the oil, massaging carefully from the outside to the inside.
Finally after massaging my entire back, she softly said, "Wait a minute, I'll go get a towel..."

I knew it was time to turn her over; she wanted to get a towel to cover my genitals first. So, as soon as she left the massage room, I got up, went to the cabinet, and picked up the cup of
cold tea. I deliberately turned to face the door as I drank, and sure enough, she opened the door and walked in. Seeing me standing naked in the room, she lowered her head in embarrassment,
seemingly wanting to back out but unable to move. "This tea's cold..." I said, and she looked up at me. "Then I'll pour you a hot one..."

I leaned over and handed her the cup. This was probably the first time she'd ever faced a completely naked, muscular man, especially one with a thick, erect
penis . The visual stimulation made her cheeks flush like a ripe apple. After she took the teacup and left, I returned to the massage bed, lying on my back with
my entire body exposed to the golden light of the room. My erect penis was still pointing straight up at the ceiling… She came in,
put the teacup down in front of the cabinet… and slowly leaned against the edge of the bed, seemingly with a hint of awe, covering my erection with a towel…

It was a white towel, which created a tent-like opening between my legs. She carefully adjusted it, exposing my lower abdomen and thighs
. She returned to me, poured oil on my chest, and began to massage me. Time seemed to stand still. Her palms caressed my pectoral muscles, the stimulation
sending waves of sensation between my legs, from my chest to my abdomen. She almost tenderly glided over my six-pack abs. After massaging my upper body, she pushed aside one side of the towel to apply oil
to my thighs . Her hands were very careful not to touch my erection. Seeing her slightly flushed cheeks, I simply removed the towel completely,
exposing my hard penis to her once more. She seemed to want to say something but didn't, then began to pour oil on my legs and apply it. I knew she was aroused… Her hands inevitably
touched the base of my penis repeatedly, making me swell to an unbearable degree.

After she finished applying the oil to my front, her hands returned to my chest and abdomen. Looking at her flushed face, I asked
, "First time facing a naked, strange man?" She nodded. "Could you apply oil all over my body?" She seemed to want to understand the meaning of my question, then considered it for a moment before finally pouring the oil directly onto
my erection. She was too shy to speak, her trembling hands gently stroking down the oil from the glans, her hands grasping my thick penis. Her clumsy
technique was more alluring than that of seasoned experts, sending waves of pleasure through me. She leaned against the bed, panting softly, seemingly unable to withstand the stimulation.
I easily reached out, first cautiously touching her smooth calf. She trembled slightly but didn't pull away. I gently caressed her skin,
sliding from her calf to her thigh. I could feel her warmth. When my hand slipped inside her dress, I knew this girl was completely captivated…

I sat up facing her, trapping her between my legs. She didn't say anything, only looking down at the penis she was holding. With one hand, I
gently caressed her buttocks through her panties under her skirt, while the other hand lightly touched her neck, ears… then slid up to her breasts. When my hands covered her
small , she let out a soft moan and stopped what she was doing. Her hands gripped my penis, motionless, her eyes closed as if she were feeling
the stimulation I was giving her. Seeing that everything was going smoothly, I boldly slipped my hands inside her clothes, directly teasing her skin. I pulled her dress up
to her lower abdomen, slipped my hand inside her panties from her waistband, and realized the girl was truly aroused; her panties were soaked. Following the curve of her hips, my hand
moved from behind between her legs. By then, I had pulled her panties down to her thighs, exposing her round buttocks. As my fingers entered her cleft,
she wrapped her arms around my shoulders and began to moan softly…

I quickly stripped off all her clothes, pressed her back down so she was half-lying on the massage bed in a bow shape, stood behind her, and poured body oil on
her back and buttocks. I gently slid my hands across her naked skin, touched her oily buttocks, and even spread her thighs to play with her genitals with my fingers.
She didn't have much pubic hair, and her labia weren't thick; they looked like a slightly raised slit, only the slit was wet and slippery. I knew I couldn't rush such a young woman
, so I gently started by using my fingers. When I inserted my middle finger into her vagina, her back arched completely. I slowly thrust in and out with my middle finger
for a while , then joined two fingers together and inserted them into her vagina. Once she was used to it, I switched to three fingers. She kept moaning. While
thrusting in and out with my fingers, I used my other hand to caress her buttocks. When I gently rubbed her anus, she let out a soft moan but didn't object. I also poured some oil into her buttocks and
slowly tried to make circles on her anus with my fingers…

She was half-lying on the bed, her buttocks raised and constantly wriggling. I knew it was time to go in. Three fingers had already dilated her vagina to a comfortable level. I
withdrew my fingers and leaned my whole body against her back, pressing my hard, burning penis against her vaginal opening. I watched her panting, her cute little mouth slightly open,
her face turned to the side. I gently kissed her, and she kissed me with her eyes closed. As I used my tongue to pry open her teeth and began a deep kiss, I thrust my hips forward, and my large glans
slid in. She let out another moan, her whole body trembling. I slowly increased the force, inch by inch, withdrawing a little and then thrusting in a little more, until my entire penis was inside her tight vagina.
My lower abdomen was pressed against her buttocks, and I enjoyed the warm pleasure while passionately kissing her…

I straightened up, grabbed her waist, and began thrusting. My lower abdomen pounded against her buttocks with each stroke. She closed her eyes, enduring wave after wave of pleasure. Her juices flowed freely with
each thrust , the heat driving me to thrust faster and faster. Her moans grew louder and louder as she writhed on the bed. After about ten minutes of this,
her buttocks began to thrust back, actively seeking my penis. A moment later, she suddenly groaned loudly, her vagina contracting repeatedly. I quickly suppressed
the urge to ejaculate, and then she lay motionless on the bed, covered in sweat. I knew she had reached her climax. I remained inside her, letting her rest for a while, and used a towel
to wipe the sweat from her back. After a while, I saw her move slightly. I pulled out my penis, turned her around, and then pressed myself against her, penetrating her soaked
vagina . I lifted her legs and lifted her up, sitting on the edge of the bed with her facing me, sitting on my lap. Our bodies were pressed tightly together, and she clung to my shoulders
, writhing, her face still flushed.

Seeing that she had rested enough, I began my next assault, reaching behind her to hold her buttocks and thrusting in and out. This position allowed for full-
frontal friction, which is incredibly pleasurable for a woman. Sure enough, she came in my arms again in less than five minutes. This time, she bit my shoulder,
and our two sweaty, oily bodies intertwined and writhed. After she finished, I didn't let her rest. I put her back in the previous position, her upper body lying face down on the massage
bed, her legs dangling limply over the edge… and once again, I thrust inside her. While thrusting, he asked her, "How many times did you come?" "Twice..." "Was
it good ?" "So good..." she answered breathlessly. "Was my penis big? Hard?" "So big...so big...so hard..." "Do you like men
...doing it on you like this?" It seemed that such obscene words accompanied the thrusting had a greater stimulating effect on the woman, and she began to tremble. "I...like...like..." "
Let me keep going...let you...come again, okay?" This time she didn't answer, but just nodded while panting and moaning...

I knew I had to seize the opportunity to have my way with her today. I started by vigorously fucking her while inserting my fingers into her already soaking wet anus, one, then two.
She moaned as she endured my assault. My thick penis rubbed back and forth inside her vagina, while two fingers darted in her rectum simultaneously. The unprecedented stimulation
almost made her ejaculate again. Just as she was about to reach her climax, I suddenly pulled out my slippery penis, spread her buttocks apart with both hands, and thrust it directly into her
anus . She cried out, "No...don't...there..." I ignored her and held her buttocks firmly with both hands. My thick, hard penis began to
penetrate. When the glans pierced through her anus, she cried out, "It hurts..." and began to struggle. But how could a woman who had just ejaculated twice possibly withstand a
muscular man? I thrust in relentlessly until my entire penis disappeared into her anus... To be honest, it was a little uncomfortable, but psychological factors
almost made me ejaculate inside her immediately.

She kept moaning, "It hurts...please...don't..." I remained still inside her, not only to ease her pain but also to wait for
my urge to ejaculate to subside. I casually reached forward and played with her nipples and clitoris until her moans gradually turned into soft panting. Then I hugged her
waist again and began to penetrate her anus. I knew this wasn't just her first time being anally raped, but also my first time doing anal sex. The tightness was truly
different from vaginal penetration. She endured the pain, covered in sweat. I went faster, harder, and deeper... finally, all the pent-up semen shot
into her rectum... I withdrew, wiped myself clean with a towel... seeing her half-lying on the bed, unable to move, she was probably exhausted. I lifted her lower body onto the bed, lay on
top of her, and we both fell asleep...

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