The woman's oil massage experience

We went to a sauna. I thought it was only for men, but now I realize many
women come there too. Not wanting to spoil her fun, I went in, took off my clothes, and soaked in a large warm
pool.

"This pool has soap in it, it's good for the vagina" (a type of vaginal wash similar to those in mainland China).
She said, then opened my vagina with her hand, letting it absorb the essence. I was afraid it wouldn't be clean enough, so I didn't dare.
After the sauna, I felt much sober. A girl helped me put on a pair of loose shorts and
a bathrobe, then we went into a lounge.

I was shocked to find two boys, about 16 years old, in uniforms there. Since I was wearing a bathrobe and nothing
underneath, I felt very embarrassed. My face, already pale from drinking too much, flushed slightly. After I
sat down , one of the boys came over. "Would you like a manicure or a foot massage?" "No, no," I
answered before Xiaojiao could.

I was afraid she would say yes, and I'd accidentally expose myself and look bad! "Let's go in for a massage," Xiao Jiao said.
Led by a girl, we each entered a room. On the short walk, Xiao Jiao told me to enjoy myself, that it
was great, and not to be as reserved as before. I understood what she meant; it was too late to regret it now,
so I just continued.

Soon, a boy came in, about 18 years old, really handsome. A boy like him would definitely be popular with many girls
. Looking at him, I actually felt shy, probably because I wasn't wearing anything underneath. "Miss, hello, may
I give you a massage?" he asked politely. I nodded, and I lay down on the massage bed. He
massaged my head, something I often did when I washed my hair. "Miss, you're so beautiful, your skin is fair and rosy, you're a real beauty," he said.
I was very happy to have such a handsome boy compliment me, even though many people usually said I was pretty.

He started massaging my hands, holding them gently and pressing slowly. "Miss, your hands are so soft, truly
delicate and smooth. You must take good care of them." I do take good care of my hands,
applying various skincare products every day. My husband often kisses my hands, and I was already intoxicated by his praise.

Before I knew it, my bathrobe had opened, revealing half of one breast, the
nipple faintly visible. I quickly straightened my bathrobe. "Is this your first time?" he asked with a smile. My face
turned even redder; I wanted to disappear into a hole. For a conservative woman like me, this was the first time someone other than my husband had seen
my breasts.

He was careful not to touch my sensitive areas, which made me feel he wasn't a bad or
lecherous person, and I felt somewhat reassured.

He massaged every part of my body, from head to toe, making me feel incredibly comfortable and
relaxed. "Miss, would you like to extend the session?" Just as I was marveling at his technique, he suddenly asked
. "Extend the session? What else?" I needed to clarify.

"An oil massage, it's great for your skin. We use imported oil." "Okay, I'll add it!" I
agreed, having heard it was good for my skin, and seeing him sweating profusely, I felt a growing liking for him. But as soon as I
said it, I regretted it. Doesn't an oil massage require taking off clothes? By then, he had already gone out to get the oil, so I had no choice but
to continue.

When he returned, he told me to lie face down. I lay on the bed, unsure of what he was going to do. He put his hand inside my stomach
. I knew he was going to undo my bathrobe. Remembering that my back was to him, I let him. He took off my bathrobe
, revealing my entire back. At that moment, my heart raced; it was my first time.

He sat on my buttocks, applied the oil, and rhythmically rubbed it back and forth on my back, even covering my arms
with it. The oil was slippery and had a pleasant fragrance, making me feel warm and comfortable—it was truly enjoyable. I was going all in,
letting my skin absorb the essence. "Your skin is so beautiful, fair and rosy, so delicate. I've never seen
such a perfect woman before." I was completely captivated.

He sat on my calves and started massaging my legs, calves, thighs. He slipped the oil inside my shorts and pushed it
into my buttocks. Ah, I wasn't wearing underwear! I was suddenly jolted awake from my blissful state and tried to stop
him, but he held my legs down, and I couldn't move. He was already rubbing my buttocks back and forth; there was
no way to stop him. He kept rubbing my buttocks, occasionally grabbing them with his genitals. Then he started
massaging the oil into my inner thighs, my sensitive areas. He pushed the oil all the way to the base, almost touching my genitals.

At that moment, I shivered, feeling my whole body go limp. He felt it too, but didn't touch my genitals
, instead rubbing them back and forth. By then, I was already very excited; I knew I was aroused. I
suppressed my moans of passion and moved my genitals, hoping his hand would accidentally touch them and give me
some satisfaction. He understood my intention and gently placed two thumbs on my genitals, stroking them tenderly.
Oh my god! I was so excited, I almost collapsed. I never thought that someone as conservative as me would feel like an animal in heat,
indulging in unrestrained pleasure.

But, in all my years of marriage, I had never felt this excited. Then, he gently turned me over.
I was so excited that my whole body was weak, and I let him do as he pleased, only turning my head to the side so he wouldn't see
my face, which was already red to my neck.

He could clearly see my breasts, small breasts with pink nipples already erect. He put
some oil on my body and started rubbing it on my front. Although I was afraid he might do something else, I
also wanted him to continue, to make me feel more comfortable. He gently rubbed the oil on my breasts, occasionally stroking my
nipples. My nipples were very sensitive; every time he touched them, my whole body trembled, just like my husband
trembles when he ejaculates.

I couldn't hold back anymore; my vagina was very itchy, and I really wished there was something moving inside me right now
. I started moaning loudly, "Ah! Ah!..." He pulled down my loose shorts
, and now I was completely naked in front of him. He admired my pubic hair, playing with it with his hand. He was teasing
me, and at this point, I let him do as he pleased.

He lifted my legs and placed them on his waist. Good heavens, my vagina was now facing him directly.
I twisted my hips, trying to move my vagina out of his sight, but it was futile. I was completely powerless; my
legs were stretched to their maximum by his waist and I couldn't move them at all. Even my husband had never seen
my vagina before because I was so shy. Several times, I had refused when my husband tried to lick it.

And now, this boy I was meeting for the first time was admiring my beautiful vagina.

I glanced at him shyly and was surprised to see my vagina. My pink labia were slightly
parted, opening and closing gently with my breath, revealing glimpses of the tender red flesh inside. I was already
very wet, and it slowly flowed out of my vagina. Worst of all, my clitoris was sticking out. It was my most
sensitive spot, now like a little snake that hadn't eaten all winter, emerging from its hole, looking around, hoping to find
something delicious.

The boy was startled and said, "What a beautiful vulva, like a flawless piece of jade." I was so embarrassed
, and he even had to say it out loud! I couldn't bear to look at him anymore; I just hoped he would treat my vulva well.

He stroked my labia with his hands and gently pinched my clitoris. I felt my whole body trembling and experiencing orgasms repeatedly
. He started using his mouth, first kissing my vulva, then licking my labia with his tongue.
It felt so good; I had never felt so excited before. He gently bit my clitoris and teased it with his tongue .
Oh no, I was almost dehydrated to death; so many orgasms left me completely weak.

Then, he took out a small vibrator from somewhere. Before I even understood what it was, he had already turned it on
and placed it on my labia, vibrating it back and forth between my two jade-like labia. My mind went completely
blank; I never knew a vibrating device could feel so good.

He placed the vibrator on my clitoris, and instantly, my whole body trembled violently. I felt a sudden urge to urinate, and I felt
dizzy. What was happening? But I couldn't hold it in; my whole body was cramping, and the amplitude and frequency of my vaginal contractions
increased. The boy noticed, so he opened his mouth wide and pressed it against my vagina. Oh my god, I
was　 ; I couldn't control it anymore.

At that moment, my urine gushed out like a burst dam. Then I experienced a rapid spasm. Ah…
it felt so good! Wow, now I know that a woman's orgasm is at this point; the previous excitement was just pre-orgasm.

And this boy had given me an orgasm so easily. I looked at him, no longer so shy, but
my face was even redder due to the orgasm. He drank all my urine. "It's dirty," he said. For the first
time, I spoke to him proactively.

"It's not dirty; it's your vaginal fluid. It's good for male virility." I looked at him and smiled, thinking he was silly. "How did you
climax so quickly? We're like a married couple discussing sex." "You're amazing," he
chuckled smugly. I found him increasingly endearing. Besides, we'd lifted the veil of secrecy; I was completely naked
before him. He'd shown me what an orgasm was, and I wanted to thank him.

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