The intoxicating Thai kidney care

A new spa and wellness center opened next to a hotel I pass every day on my way to and from work.

I don't know when it started, but I've become obsessed with all kinds of massages. On one hand, because
I play mahjong frequently, my lower back, cervical spine, and shoulders are all strained, and I need massages to relieve the pain. On the other
hand, I enjoy the stimulating feeling of receiving a massage from a woman. I don't like having sex with prostitutes directly
because I get nervous in that atmosphere, don't perform well, and easily ejaculate prematurely. More importantly, I've had a past
experience with a disease, which makes me deeply averse to prostitution. Massages, especially those with a touch of
eroticism, allow me to experience stimulation in addition to relaxation, so I particularly enjoy them. I often go to a Korean-style bone-setting center; their massage powder is particularly good, and their delicate kneading
of the inner thighs and perineum is a specialty that I never tire of.
This newly opened health spa had an advertisement
for Thai massage at the entrance, so I figured it must have something special and decided to try it out.

Upon entering, a subtle, pleasant fragrance immediately made a good first impression. A staff
member at the door, dressed in a traditional Thai dress, bowed with her hands clasped together and said "Welcome!" The interior
was exquisitely decorated, unique, and had a touch of exotic flair. After changing into slippers, the staff member led me to a sofa
, brought me a cup of tea, and then presented me with a menu, asking what I wanted. I looked at it and saw
about a dozen different massage options. I became interested in one called "Thai Kidney Care
." Having had kidney care massages before, I knew the focus was on the penis and testicles, which felt great and very
stimulating. I chose this service, and the staff member asked if I knew a particular masseuse. I told her
it was my first time, and she said, "Okay, we'll recommend one."

Then a male staff member led me inside to change and shower. I quickly rinsed off and changed into
a disposable bathrobe before coming out. A girl stood at the door; she was short and slender, but
very pretty with good skin. She wore a V-neck top and wide-legged culottes,
somewhat in a Thai style. She gestured for me to follow her and led me into the massage room. The room was spacious,
without a bed, but rather a tatami mat with large cushions. The sheets were white, very clean
, and covered with a white towel. The room was dimly lit but warm-toned, creating a cozy atmosphere.
The girl said to me, "Hello sir, I'm technician number 11, it's a pleasure to serve you." I smiled and
replied, "I don't have a number, it's a pleasure to receive your service." She smiled too, revealing her white teeth.

First was a foot bath. A wooden basin was placed in the room, filled with hot water, with
some rose petals floating on top. I sat down and put my feet in the basin, and she began to wash them.
She explained that she added essential oils and rose petals to the water, saying it was good for skin and refreshing. She washed
my feet very carefully, gently scrubbing between each toe, then held them in her arms and gently dried them with a towel. After washing
my feet, she had me take off my shirt and lie down, covered me with a bath towel, and then took the basin of water out.

A little while later, she came back in carrying a tray with some bottles and jars
. After setting the tray down, she began to massage me, basically the same as before,
starting from my head, then my face, ears, neck, shoulders, arms, chest, lower abdomen, legs, and feet
. But when massaging my neck and shoulders, she lifted my head and placed it against her chest, which
felt very comfortable. When massaging my legs, she pushed up the legs of her bathrobe and reached inside to massage, not
hesitating to touch my genitals and pubic hair, and she massaged these areas for a longer time and with great care.
My little brother slowly started to react, and soon became hard. Perhaps it was affecting her massage
, because she grabbed my little brother and lifted it up slightly. "This is good!" I thought to myself. Because based on my
experience, in a proper massage, the masseuse never touches the customer's genitals. I looked at her face,
and she asked me why I was staring at her. I said, "Where else can I look?" She said, "Just close your eyes and feel it."

I closed my eyes, and she continued massaging my legs. After a while, I became a little drowsy. I felt
her applying baby oil or something similar to my body, but I didn't pay much attention. Suddenly, I felt
something warm rubbing against my skin. I opened my eyes and, oh my god, she had taken off
her top and was using her breasts to massage me with oil. I felt a rush of blood to my head, and my little brother became erect again
. Her breasts weren't very large, but they were firm, and the nipples were small. She pushed me vigorously
, and my body tingled with pleasure as her breasts slid against me.

After a while, she had me roll over onto my stomach and began massaging my back. She applied
oil to my back and gently, slowly ran her fingertips over it. My back is already very sensitive,
and her touch made it both itchy and pleasurable, causing me to moan softly. She asked if it felt good, and
I said it did. She laughed and said it would feel even better in a moment. Her hands moved from light to heavy pressure, repeatedly massaging my back
. This process was strenuous, and I could hear her breathing quicken behind me. Perhaps feeling
tired, she took an electric massager from the tray, plugged it in, and used it to massage my back.
Although it felt good, it wasn't as good as the feeling of hands. But later, when the massager reached my anus and
between my legs, the rapid vibrations brought a pleasure that hands couldn't provide—
a completely new experience.

After massaging my back, she gently pulled down my underwear from behind. Now I was
lying naked in front of her. She first applied oil to my buttocks, rubbing it in with her hands for a while, and then
used her breasts to massage the oil back and forth on my back and buttocks. Every time her breasts brushed against my body, my
heart trembled, and when her nipples squeezed against my buttocks, the pleasure was indescribable
. Her breasts covered my entire body, from my shoulders to my feet, and my penis was already
rock hard from her massage. Later, she lay on top of me,
holding my hands in her hands, gently licking my earlobes and tinnitus with her tongue, and breathing into my ear canals.

At this point, she asked me, "Sir, our time is up. Would you like to extend the session?" I was in the throes
of ecstasy, and I couldn't bear to end it like this, so I told her I'd extend it.

Then she made me kneel down, lift my buttocks, and poured a lot of
oil into my buttocks. The oil flowed down my buttocks to my glans. She started
massaging my buttocks with one hand, while the other hand reached under and gently stroked my penis. This was incredibly pleasurable
; I had never experienced such stimulation before, and my penis became
harder and larger than ever. The hand that had been massaging my buttocks slowly shifted its focus
to my anus, first gently kneading, then slowly inserting her fingers. Because she had already massaged for
a while, my anus was completely relaxed, so her fingers didn't feel
uncomfortable; instead, they gave me a different kind of pleasure and stimulation. Her other hand continued to stroke between my penis
and testicles, intensifying my pleasure.

After a while, she had me turn over and lie down again, my penis now directly facing her.
She poured some more oil on it, then rubbed her hands together to warm it, holding my penis in the middle and gently massaging it.
After a while, she rubbed her hands together again, repeating the same actions. I couldn't resist any longer, and my hands began to
roam over her body. I first grabbed her breasts, kneading them, then focusing
on her nipples. Her nipples weren't large, but they were very sensitive; when I pinched them, her body
writhed, and she let out soft moans. To make her feel better, I
wiped the oil off her breasts with a towel, then took her nipple into my mouth, sucking on it gradually, occasionally
biting it lightly with my teeth. Her moans grew louder, and I laid her down on the mat, preparing to take off
her pants. She grabbed me tightly with both hands, refusing to let me pull her clothes down, saying that this wasn't allowed
. I held her in my arms and kissed her, sucking on her soft tongue and savoring it carefully, while
slipping one hand under her pant leg and moving upwards. Her skin was smooth and felt wonderful to the touch
. My hand reached her crotch; she was wearing lace panties, which I
easily parted with my fingers. Her pubic hair was sparse and soft. I pressed my entire palm against her vulva, squeezing it
while simultaneously resuming sucking her nipples. She began to moan wildly, and I could feel her
vaginal fluid flowing out. I found her clitoris between her labia and
gently rubbed it with my fingers. She grabbed my hand, trying to stop me, but under my faster and more intense
movements, she gave up completely, releasing my hand and even spreading her legs. I took the opportunity
to insert my fingers into her vagina; it felt warm and slippery, already overflowing with vaginal fluid. I used my
fingers to carefully explore her insides, searching for her sensitive spots, and then focused my attack on them. With
the rapid thrusting of my fingers in and out of her vagina and the sucking of her breasts, her body tensed more and more. Suddenly,
she grabbed me tightly with both hands, her body convulsing. I knew she had reached orgasm.

I continued kissing her for a while, asking if she felt good. She was a little embarrassed and said, "Why are you so
naughty, always bullying me?" I said I don't usually do this, but today was probably too stimulating, and I couldn't help myself. I
pretended to say, "You're already satisfied, but look at me, I haven't finished yet
. Why don't you let me do it?" She still said no, it was the shop's rule. She made me lie down, kissing my nipples
while clamping my penis between her inner knees, poured some oil, and then began to move up and down.
This was the first time I'd ever experienced masturbating with my legs. On one hand, it felt incredibly realistic; on the other
hand, my penis had been aroused for so long, and this stimulation brought me to orgasm quickly
. I hugged her, sucked on her tongue, and with each intense spasm of my body, I freely
ejaculated onto her inner thighs.

I lay there, watching her carefully dry me with a towel, then wipe herself
down, asking if I wanted to rest for a while. I said no, I'd just shower and leave. She put on
her own clothes, then brought me a bathrobe to wear, helped me up, and led me to the shower.

The bill was 268 yuan, a bit more expensive than my usual massages, but the ecstasy
made it all worthwhile. I knew this place would become my go-to spot from then on
.

[The End]

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