Very good massage and hand relief
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I am really sorry I did not get this woman's name as I would absolutely see her again and recommend her to you all. Maybe it's because I am a bit new to this but I never ask the masseuse's name. Maybe I should from now on.
I had a few hours between finishing work and meeting my friends for drinks so I decided to book a massage to pass the time.
This place has some good reviews on here and on other sites, so I rang up and booked an hour slot. Just to note, I rang about fifteen minutes before I turned up, the fact that they were able to accommodate me on such short notice was impressive. I withdrew some money and headed over.
The shop appears to be a hairdressers downstairs and the massage parlour is upstairs in the back. The only person in the shop was a young, attractive Asian woman who was on her phone. She asked my name to confirm I was the person who had booked and I could tell she was the woman I spoke to on the phone. From looking at her I was 100% convinced she would just be taking my money and someone else would be doing the massage. No way would I be so lucky.
I paid £50 for the hour and she led me to the back and up some stairs. She stopped briefly to speak to another woman and get some towels. The other woman was a short, slightly overweight, much older woman whom I thought would be doing the massage. However, the woman who met me at the reception continued on and lead me to the massage room.
She was a young Asian lady in her mid to late 20s. She was around 5ft tall, slim, with lovely boobs and a nice butt. She had shoulder length black hair, which she tied up in a knot for the massage.
Once we were inside, she asked me to strip. She stayed in the room whilst I did so, which was a bit weird but what can you do? I took everything off down to my underwear and asked if I should take them off as well, to which she nodded. I hopped on to the bed which, to my surprise, was very warm, as if it was heated. It felt great. However, this was not one of those specialised massage beds with a hole for your face, so I had to lie with my head sideways, which I find a bit uncomfortable.
The massage began and it was very good! She was stronger than she looked and I felt my back crack a few times. At one point, she climbed on to the table and knelt (at least that's what it felt like, I couldn't see behind me) on my legs so she could really press down on my back. If this sounds painful, it really wasn't as she barely weighed anything.
I should note that there was absolutely no teasing whilst I was on my stomach. She did touch my butt a few times, but the manner in which she did made it clear that it was part of the massage. Honestly, I had come to the conclusion that I was just in for a nice massage without any extras, as we were twenty minutes in and nothing untoward had happened so far.
I was asked to flip over and she placed a towel over my groin and continued on. Only this time, the towel would continue to be pushed lower and lower, which got me excited. Then she took the towel away and just grabbed a big ol' handful of me as she walked to the foot of the bed.
With no beating around the bush, she asked if I wanted body to body. I was expecting a hand job at most but she jumped straight past that to the next level. I asked how much and she said £50. I proceeded to make a bit of a tit out of myself when I couldn't remember where I had put my wallet, but I found it and paid up. She then put both her hands together, in a praying gesture, and said "thank you" and my heart melted.
She spent roughly five minutes massaging oil onto the front of my body before heading back to the foot of the bed and stripping off. I was on cloud nine at this point, as she looked fantastic naked. Slim, lovely C-cup sized boobs that had no drop in them at all and lovely smooth skin. She climbed on and, for a second, it looked like she was going to take me into her mouth as she brought her head between my legs and slowly moved upwards towards my head. She let her breasts rub all over my chest and over my mouth and even let me gently suck on them.
Then she started grinding her crotch on mine and I started grinding back in rhythm. My hands were all over her, on her butt, her boobs, her legs. I couldn't get enough. I cannot say how long this lasted but eventually she could tell I was on the edge and slid back down so she was sat between my legs and she proceeded to finish me off with both hands. I haven't cum that hard in years.
She cleaned me up and asked if I was OK with her having a shower, of which there was one in the room. She could've asked me if I was OK with donating a kidney and I would have agreed, so she hopped on in and cleaned up.
Whilst she was in I had a glance at my phone and saw that about forty-five minutes had passed since I walked in the door. I suppose I could have laid on the table and waited for her to finish, but honestly I was more than happy with the time I had just had so I opted to get dressed and get ready to leave.
She did offer a shower, but I always prefer to go straight home and wash there, so I declined. I was led back through the shop where the other woman from earlier was sat downstairs. She thanked me for coming and even said she liked my boots, which was nice.
I try to limit my trips to massage parlours to one a month, for financial reasons, but it's been ten days as of writing this report and I am trying to pull off some creative financing to make room for another visit as soon as I can.
If I had to nit-pick, the only negatives I can think of were; the bed not being a proper massage bed, leading to my neck being a bit stiff when it came time to turn over. And the abruptness from which the massage went from innocuous to raunchy. A bit more teasing and a slower build up would have been nice.
Apologies for the length of this report. I always struggled with word counts in Uni.
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