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Once, I saw a post on a forum where a user mentioned a full-body oil massage, saying she felt so good she almost had an orgasm . I found it hard to believe because I've had a full-body oil massage before . It's a common beauty treatment; although you need to be completely naked, the masseuse doesn't touch erogenous zones like the nipples or genitals. It's comfortable, but generally doesn't provide any sexual pleasure. So I contacted the massage therapist on the blog and made an appointment . 　　Following the therapist's directions, I found the place: an ordinary apartment. The therapist warmly invited me to the massage room (one of the rooms in the apartment). The room had a TV and a bed , which was a decent size The　　therapist asked, "Do you want a full-body massage with oil?" I said yes. "He asked again, and I said yes. Then he closed the door and had me sit on the edge of the bed. He was about 25 years old, about 183 cm tall, with a good build, fair skin , and quite handsome—my type. He had a professional smile on his face. 　　I suddenly felt a little embarrassed because I had come with the intention of getting 'special services,' but this discomfort only lasted a second. I told myself, 'I'm the customer. What customer is afraid of a waiter? I'm the customer, I'm the customer,' I thought to myself. Then the masseur smiled and said, 'Let me help you change.' I　　stood up, and he unbuttoned my shirt and quickly took it off (including my bra). I felt embarrassed to have him help me take off my pants, so I took off my trousers myself, leaving my underwear on. He had already 　　arranged the pillows and laid out a bath towel, and had me put on a disposable massage suit and lie face down on the bed. " After I lay down, he said, "Let me help you take off your underwear." I felt embarrassed to have him help me take off my pants, so I took off my trousers myself, leaving my underwear on. Then he pulled my underwear down from behind and took it off. This was obviously to avoid the embarrassment of the customer taking off this last piece of clothing. Then he asked me how the air conditioning was, adjusted it, and asked if I wanted to watch TV or listen to music. I chose soft music, and he dimmed the lights before starting the service. In short, he seemed very professional at first. He　　started by pressing his hands from my shoulders down my back. He carefully asked if my hands were cold and if the pressure was too heavy. I've had this kind of regular massage many times , so I'm quite used to it. Anyway, he started with my back and waist, then my buttocks, legs, and feet, then he could massage my arms, and then he would have me turn over. It seems like this is the order everywhere. However, because I was now thinking about "touching," and my thoughts were becoming more sensual , every movement of his hands caressing my naked skin gave me a different feeling. I realized that when your mind is set on something in that direction, it really does feel different. Before he even touched any sensitive areas, it felt like he was already doing it, so I started chatting with him. It was just if he had many female customers, and he said not many. I asked if he only catered to women, and he said yes, they only served women. After chatting for a while, we ran out of things to say and just remained silent. His massage was really comfortable; I felt myself getting slightly wet, probably because I was anticipating it. When he told me to turn over, my heart raced because I knew he was going to massage my breasts. At that moment, I felt my face turn a little red, but thankfully the lighting wasn't too bright, so he probably couldn't see it. I immediately closed my eyes after turning over. He covered my genitals with a towel and walked in front of me… Sure enough, at that moment he asked, “Is there anything you don’t feel comfortable massaging?” Out　　of curiosity, I asked, “What about the other customers?” 　　He said, “Oh, some customers don’t want their nipples massaged; those are reserved for their husbands.” We both laughed. That laugh washed away all the embarrassment. I asked, “What about most?” He said, “It doesn’t matter, I massage everywhere, it’s quite comfortable.” I said, “I don’t mind either.” Perhaps it was the passion of facing a stranger of the opposite sex , but when his hands slid over my nipples, I actually trembled slightly and made a soft “ss” sound. The feeling of his skillful hands massaging my nipples was amazing! I believe many women experience some kind of sexual pleasure at this time, and might feel embarrassed, so he confidently talked a lot: "Feels good, right? Lots of people come here, it's very effective. People are so tired from work these days, come relax after work... 　　" I now believe what the blog says, because I noticed he was observing me. He noticed I really liked his massage of my breasts, so he repeatedly pushed them. After a while, he used a very comfortable movement: starting from my armpits, he ran his hands over my breasts and nipples, pushing down along my ribs, all the way to the side of my buttocks, then flipped back... Then he did it in the opposite direction: starting from my neck, he pushed down, past my breasts and abdomen, until he touched my pubic hair, then pulled back from the side. Every time he pushed towards my lower body, I felt very excited, my body seemed to be anticipating him to continue downwards... I didn't say anything, this time because I was a little embarrassed to answer. I felt that this time when he pushed, it seemed like he was pushing a little further towards my genitals, as if he was seducing me. Then he did something I never expected: he stopped his hands on my breasts and started rapidly rubbing my nipples with his fingers! It was a very stimulating action. He said, "Feels good, doesn't it?" My expression must have been very strange at that moment. I bit my lip and said, "Mmm." As he continued to caress my nipples, I closed my eyes and simply moaned, because I couldn't control myself. Massaging my nipples was really stimulating; I felt like my brain was working. Because I couldn't control myself, massaging my nipples was really stimulating; I felt like my brain was working. He continued to slowly rotate and massage my breasts with the palms of his hands. I've always liked massages because I feel that whether it's going to a beauty salon or seeing a doctor, it's for the sake of health, so of course you should try to relax; otherwise, you're just paying relationshipmoney was purely financial; I paid, and he provided the service. I think many women would lose interest at this point, because the intimacy they seek isn't just physical, but also emotional. Personally, I've always enjoyed massages because I believe that whether you go for a beauty treatment or a doctor's visit, it's for your health, so you should try to relax; otherwise, you're just paying money to suffer. Some men and women ask, if you have physical needs, why not find a man? I think the reasoning is the same as with masturbation: many men and women masturbate either because their sexual partner isn't available in bed, or because the orgasm from masturbation is similar to sexual intercourse.

The climaxes are irreplaceable, each with its own merits. Although I have my husband by my side in daily life, he can't give me the same delicate caresses and relaxation that professional male masseuses provide with every massage. Psychologically, my husband is the active party, the conqueror; the male masseur, on the other hand, is someone I paid for, someone who serves me. Therefore, male masseuses have aspects that my husband can't match. He didn't continue, but went out. Half a minute later, he came back with a hot towel, spread it on my body , gently wiped away the oil, and told me to turn over and lie face down. I wanted to ask why, but I was too embarrassed to, and guessed that this was probably part of the service routine. I later found out I was right. To keep customers coming back, they always massaged for a certain amount of time, making the customers feel it was worthwhile. He started with my back, but this time it felt different from before. He gently stroked and caressed my back and waist like a lover... His hands seemed to have more than twenty fingers, as if many fingers covered every nerve ending... He kept touching me, and he made soft moaning sounds: "Ah... Oh..." I quickly became aroused, feeling even wetter down there, and my genitals unconsciously rubbed against the towel beneath me . Then　　I heard him take off his shoes, straddle me from behind, and massage my buttocks and lower back. These are both erogenous zones for women, and of course he wouldn't miss them. His massage felt so good that I instinctively arched my back. But he didn't immediately stimulate my core. He knelt forward slightly, leaned down, and started with his hands, moving them from my buttocks, down my lower back, and then down my sides, gently massaging my lower back and back. He continued, "You're so good, so good!" The text appears to be a jumbled collection of characters and symbols, possibly a corrupted or garbled message. 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She must have known that the customer was enjoying himself, so his professional moans became louder. At that moment ,　　I started to feel something for him, so I blushed and said, "You're only using your hands? Can you use your body to push me? " He　　answered expertly, "Is it a body massage? Hmm, I'm fine with that, but you'll have to give me an extra 1000 yuan. This kind of work is physically demanding." I thought, since I've already done it, and it feels so good, I might as well take it. So I agreed. He pressed down on me from behind, his arms in front of my head… I immediately felt his penis rubbing against my back, tickling me. His professional moans were amplified; I don't know how much of it was genuine, but he must have felt good too. He pressed down further, massaging me with his body, asking, "If it's too hard, just say so." I said it was fine, very good. This kind of back massage felt better than his hands because the contact area was larger, and it was his sensitive area, giving a more intimate, skin-to-skin feeling. He massaged my back with his body, then gradually moved downwards, circling my buttocks… I felt a little embarrassed at this point, after all, it was physical contact between a man and a woman, but he probably didn't care, continuing, clamping his penis between his legs. He was teasing my anus... I was already on the verge of orgasm, and I got bolder, so I just said, "Could you massage my anus again with your hands?" I made this request because his anal massage felt so good earlier, I felt like I was about to orgasm. He said okay, and massaged my anus like before. I felt "that" coming, so I said, "Keep doing this, don't stop." He said, "Okay, I won't stop," and he even increased the volume of his moans. I had never orgasmed from anal massage before, and of course, no one had ever caressed my anus for so long before touching my genitals, but this time I really did. My lower body was pressed tightly against the towel, and when he pressed my anus with his fingers, I felt my clitoris throbbing—I had orgasmed! I was afraid of making too much noise, so I bit my lip to suppress my moans. After this wave passed, I was panting, and I reached down to touch myself: the towel around my vagina and below was completely soaked! "Sister,　　do you want to rest for a bit?" "I said okay, and got up. 'Sister, do you want to rest for a bit?' I said okay, and got up. I saw that I was completely naked, and he was also completely naked. He first lifted a corner of the bath towel to wipe the water from my lower body. I was very embarrassed, but seeing his focused look, I relaxed. Then he gently pulled off the wet bath towel and put on a clean one. He put on his shirt and got out of bed. (He left for a minute, and I sat naked on the bed, watching the light shine on my oily breasts, which glistened. I laughed to myself, thinking, I never thought I could play like this. I rarely reach orgasm, but this pretty boy made it easy for me several times. Thinking about this, another tingling sensation flowed through my body like an electric current, it felt good.) He brought me a glass of warm water. 'Let's talk,' I took the initiative to greet him. 　　Me: 'Have other people done this to me?' 　　Him: 'Rarely. '　　Him: 'You look pretty comfortable.'" Me: " 　　Of course, I haven't felt this good in a long time." Him　　: "Are you married?" 　　I thought for a moment and said: "Yes, I'm married, and I feel good with my husband." Him　　: "Your husband doesn't do this for you? "　　Me: "My husband does it too, but not as well as you. "　　He smiled smugly. Him : "Do you want　　more? " Me　　: "What?" 　　Him: "There's something even more comfortable. "

I laughed and said, "I don't want to leave yet." He　　said, "Okay, I haven't finished the whole thing yet, I didn't expect you to go first..." After　　resting for a while and listening to music... ... After my orgasm, I held him tightly and wouldn't let go　　. He whispered in my ear, "You're completely soaked, my hands are all wet." I said, "It felt so... good." After sitting up, he used a towel to wipe away the oil. Looking at his body, I had a mischievous thought and said, "I want to eat too," and went to suck his nipple and penis. He didn't resist and let me lick it, and continued to moan professionally ... Finally,　　while he was fucking me from behind, he was also looking at me from the side and touching my two constantly swaying breasts. My breasts were swinging so much! Then he fucked me from the side, so his penis was gripped tighter and he could clearly see my breasts. I bit my lower lip in pleasure, squinted my eyes, and cried out, " Ahhhhhh, a little lighter... Ahhhhhh ...　　Ohhhhhh... Ohhhhhh... I'm going to die!" I was also getting a little carried away by my senior's moans. He put my long legs on his shoulders and pressed down with all his might. He fucked me more and more intensely, "Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! " The sounds of our　　bodies colliding were incessant! As his movements became faster and faster, my moans grew more and more urgent. I reached out and grabbed his head, kissing him passionately. His hands grasped my firm breasts, kneading them incessantly. He felt my nails frantically scratching and drawing patterns on his back , while simultaneously feeling my vagina contract sharply. My entire body shook and trembled wildly. He knew I was about to climax. He grabbed my waist and hips, thrusting me towards him repeatedly, his penis penetrating deep into my uterus with each thrust. I　　screamed wildly… “Ah ... 　　"~~Ooh~~~" "Oh~~Oh~~~So good~~Your cock is so big~So thick~~So good~~ Deeper　　~~Oh~~So good~~Ooh~~Ooh~~Uh~Uh~~Faster~~~ " "~~~　　Oh~~Oh~~~" "Ah~~Ah~~Ah~~Ah~~Ah~~Ah...Hmm...Hmm...Yes...Yes~~ 　　That's it...Deeper~Harder~~Ah ah~~Ah~~Ah~~Ah~~Ah~~Ah~~Ah~~Ah~~Ah...That's it ... ! "　　…This…so good…ah～～yes～～yes～～harder…ah…ah…ah…ah…harder… 　　harder…push me…so good～～～～“Ah～～ah～～～ah～～～ah～～ah～ % n * {( |8 W+ X9 A　　～～ah～～yes～～yes～～～that’s it…oh…oh…oh…so great…oh… + z1 [+ P H6 R( ^, f9 P5 Qoh　　…oh…uh…I…I…seem…to die…uh…uh…ah～～～ah～～～　　I…want…to…lose…yes…yes…continue…harder…I～～I～～want : ^$ ~ @8 U4 N9 d- Q　　～no～cannot～～oh…oh…ah～～～ah～～～ah～～～ah～～～ah～～～ah～～～ah～4 H( k- "M. V" e% _. a; @" O # r Z! L- Y+ T6 _ . Q8 H: B0 |6 Z1 ]4 p　　～～" "Mmm～～mmm～～ah～～ah! I can't take it～～～～～～I...I'm going to die...faster～～～　　～" 　　He used even more force, the whole bed was shaking, after a series of sounds of flesh colliding, he felt a numbness in his lower back, he quickly got up and pulled out his penis, he ejaculated on my pink breasts, his excited penis spraying his essence non-stop, even spraying onto my face, I frowned slightly and my lips parted slightly, I fell into a drowsy sleep with a satisfied look on my face.

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