The intoxicating hydraulic pressure

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, my back, neck, and shoulders are strained from playing mahjong so often, 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 disgusted with prostitution. Massages, especially those with a touch of eroticism, allow me to experience stimulation in addition to relaxation, so I particularly enjoy them. I usually go to a Korean massage center; their massage powder is excellent, and their meticulous kneading of the inner thighs and perineum is a specialty that I never tire of. This newly opened wellness center's signboard advertised Thai massage, so I figured it must have something special and decided to try it.

Upon entering, a faint, pleasant fragrance immediately made a good first impression. The waitress standing at the door, dressed in a Thai-style long dress, bowed to me with her hands clasped together, saying "Welcome!" The shop's decor was exquisite and unique, with a touch of exoticism. After changing into slippers, the waitress led me to a seat, brought me a cup of tea, and then presented me with a service menu, asking what I wanted. I opened it and saw about a dozen different massages. I became interested in one called "Thai Kidney Care." I had had kidney care massages before, and the focus was on the penis and testicles—it felt great and very stimulating. I chose this service, and the waitress asked if I knew any therapists. I told her it was my first time, and she said, "Okay, we'll recommend one."
Then a male waiter led me inside to change and shower. After a quick rinse, I changed into a disposable bathrobe and came out. A girl was standing at the door, not very tall and slender, but very pretty with great skin. She was wearing a V-neck top and wide-legged, long culottes, also 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 a large cushion. The sheets were white and clean, with a white bath towel on top. 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, but it's a pleasure to be served." 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 essential oils and rose petals were added to the water, which could nourish the skin and refresh the mind. She washed very carefully, gently scrubbing between each toe, then held my feet in her arms and gently dried them with a towel. After washing my feet, she asked me to take off my shirt and lie down, covered me with a bath towel, and then took the basin of water and left.

A moment later, she came back in, carrying a tray with some bottles and jars.
After setting the tray down, she began to massage me, much like 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, making me feel very comfortable. When massaging my legs, she pushed up the legs of her bathrobe and reached inside to massage, not hesitating to touch my penis and pubic hair, and she massaged these areas for a longer time and more thoroughly. My penis slowly started to react, and soon became hard. Perhaps it was affecting her massage, because she grabbed my penis and lifted it slightly. "

This is good!" I thought to myself. Because in my experience, in a proper massage, the masseuse never touches the customer's genitals. I looked at her face, and she asked me what I was staring at. 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 started to feel 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. My blood rushed to my head, and my penis became erect again. Her breasts weren't large, but they were firm, and her nipples were small. She was massaging me vigorously, and my body felt tingly and numb with each movement of her breasts.

After a while, she had me turn over and lie face down, and started massaging my back. She applied oil to my back and gently, slowly ran her fingertips over it. My back is very sensitive, and this made it both itchy and pleasurable, and I couldn't help but moan softly. She asked if it felt good, and I said it felt great. She smiled and said it would feel even better in a moment. Her hands massaged my back repeatedly, from light to heavy pressure. This process was strenuous, and I could hear her breathing quicken behind her. Perhaps feeling tired, she took an electric massager from the tray, plugged it in, and used it to massage my back. Although it was comfortable, it wasn't as good as the feeling of her 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, 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 traveled all over my 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 hers, and gently licked my earlobes and auricles with her tongue, breathing into my ear canals.

Then she asked, "Sir, our time is up. Would you like to extend the session?" I was in the throes of ecstasy, how could I bear to end it like this? So I told her I wanted to extend it.

Then she made me kneel down, lifting my buttocks, and poured a lot of oil into my buttocks. The oil flowed down my buttocks to my glans. She began 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 facing her directly. She poured some more oil on it, then rubbed her hands together to warm them, held my penis in the middle, and gently massaged it. After a while, she rubbed her hands together again to warm them, 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 gently, then focusing on her nipples. Her nipples weren't large, but they were incredibly 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 gently, occasionally biting it lightly with my teeth. Her moans grew louder, and I laid her down on the mat, preparing to pull down her pants. She grabbed them tightly with both hands, refusing to let me, saying that this wasn't allowed. I held her in my arms and kissed her, sucking on her soft tongue and savoring it, while slipping one hand under her pant leg and moving upwards. Her skin was smooth and felt wonderful to the touch. My hand eventually reached her pubic area; she was wearing lace panties, which I easily parted with my fingers, revealing sparse, soft pubic hair. I first pressed my entire palm against her vulva, squeezing it while simultaneously resuming my sucking on her nipples. She began to moan wildly, and I could feel her vaginal fluid flowing out. I located 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 carefully explored her insides with my fingers, searching for her sensitive spots, and then focused my attack on them. As my fingers rapidly thrust in and out of her vagina and my tongue sucked on her breasts, her body tensed more and more. Suddenly, she hugged me tightly, 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, "How could you be so naughty, always bullying me?" I said I don't usually do this; it was probably too stimulating today, 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 thighs and the back of her knees. She poured some oil on it and started moving it up and down. This was the first time I'd ever experienced masturbation with her legs. On one hand, it felt very realistic; on the other hand, my penis had been aroused for so long, and with this stimulation, my orgasm came quickly. I hugged her, sucked on her tongue, and with my body convulsing intensely, I ejaculated freely onto her inner thighs.

I lay there watching her carefully wipe me clean with a towel, then wipe herself as well, 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 feel like a real bargain. I knew that from then on, this place would become a place I had to visit.

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