Those of you who read about my visit to Amy last week will enjoy this second visit. This massage spa was new in town, maybe a few months. I visited last week, and got a great massage and fun with Amy. Today, I went back, mostly to explore if there were other girls, if there were other options, and I guess I was too lazy to drive down to my more frequented places. Is a bad thing when one has an addiction AND a good spa opens in home town.
So, as my usual, I go over there on Sunday morning, at opening, 0900. I really don't like the front of this place, it's right on a main road with an extremely popular convenience store a block away. The front has steps up to the door, and parking is extremely limited, and not very discreet. I got there at 0900, and parked around the side. There was another car there, unlike last time, so I was hoping I wasn't going to need to wait.
On entering, the bell went off, and instantly she appeared. It wasn't Amy, but a different lady. She was same build as Amy, say 5 foot 3, a little curvy in the middle, maybe B cup on top. I was glad to see no mask, that was a big turnoff last time. She had your usual outfit, a loose fitting t-shirt and yogapants. She filled these pants well. A hearty greeting, with a hug, and a smile.
"You want hour?"
"Let's make it 90 minutes, da?" I rarely go for the 60 anymore. You never know if their massage will last say 50 minutes, and you're left with just ten minutes for popping. When I was in my 20s, this might not be an issue, but in my late 40s, there's no such thing as a handjob for ten minutes. After last week with Amy, I was not sure if the no BBBJ or FS was her rules or the mamasan's rules, so I was again poking around in the dark. At least I was sure from last week that HJ and OTC/UTC was a thing here.
She giggled at this, and led me to the room. It was the same one from last week. Small table with a lamp, nice massage table in the middle, quiet stereotypical oriental music playing, some kind of lavender incense. She took my $, and left to make me change. I stepped out of my sandals, pulled my shirt off and neatly folded it on the stool, and then shucked my shorts and folded these neatly too. I laid my glasses on the little table, and placed the proposed tip under them. A fifty, a twenty, and a ten, which would be augmented by the ten she was bringing me as my change. When she returned, I made gesture to the tip, and she added the ten she returned with to it.
I was seated on the table, legs apart, cock and balls out in the open. When I first started mongering thirty years ago, this for me was one of the biggest excitements. Sitting in a semi-public place, with a stranger, and completely naked. I was and am proud of my body and my physique, earned from decades of lifting, football, track, and the Army, and I enjoy females to see it.
I held out my hand to her, and introduced myself, "I'm Vlad, it is nice to meet you, what's your name?"
"Ah, I 'Leelee'," she said, taking my hand into hers, "I like to meet you Blad."
"You're very cute, Lily," I let go of her hand, as she giggled again and blushed.
She placed the ten with the others, and I assume she counted in her head what was laying there. In any place where the menu consists of items other than massage, the preplaced tip is a sure way to make it clear exactly what you are there for. She motioned for me to lay on my belly, and I did, placing my face into the ring, and positioning my arms above my head.
"You like hard or soft?"
"Lily I like hard please."
"You tell me if I go too hard ok?"
"There's nothing you can do that would be too much for me, thank you Lily, I will enjoy."
She moved around to my head, and reached over it, to my back. She moved her hands up and down the big muscles along my spine, and reached right to my butt. As she extended, she laid her boobs right on my head. Her thighs were right where my fingers were, and I took this as the time to get things rolling. I touched the outsides of her thighs with my fingers, first lightly, innocently, then when she didn't skip a beat, I went full palm on her legs.
She got into my traps and rhomboids, she had a good strength, I'd say a 7 or 8 for a female. As she massaged me, I played on her thighs. These were soft, and filled the yogapants. I moved my hands to her rear, and this was a great rear indeed. Full, round, and it squeezed at just the right way under my hands. Again, she never slowed even once. This was a quick "game".
She moved to my left side, and worked my upper and lower back. Again, nice technique, no deep tissue, no nerve stroking, but good touching of individual muscles. I get entertained observing different providers' technique. Some have no training or experience, some seem like the do have training and experience, but are just bad at it. Then you have the pros. Ones who have training and experience, and they touch your skin and nerves and bones and muscles in magical ways. They sense when you pull back, when you tense or loosen, when you moan or groan. Lily was one of these latter, she did not have an aggressive massage technique, but she definitely knew the buttons to push.
After massaging the left side of my back for five minutes, her hand wandered into my crack. Legit masseuses at legit places do this too, but the time they linger, the distance they roam, all these are clear indicators of what the next hour will be like. She lingered, she went all the way down too. She just grazed the back of my balls with the back of her fingers, and one finger lightly touched my butt hole. I was a bit self-conscious for a second, as I hadn't trimmed my hair on my hole or between my legs. As a longtime monger, I pride myself on having impeccable hygiene and grooming, for the girls, and this reminded me I wasn't exactly perfect, this time. As she did this ball graze and hole tap, I moaned a little, and opened my legs, letting her know I'm in.
She stopped, and moved to the other side. She continued massaging my right side, upper back, lower back, down to my butt. She really got into the connective tissue at the top of my butt, I guess she sensed I had some tension there. It was really good, she even got the knuckles of her thumb into the space on either side of the muscles where the tendons connect, and stimulated those nerves. I was getting a little erect from this now.
Lily continued again for five minutes, then reached between my cheeks. She again grazed my balls, tapped on my asshole, and then I felt her move, leaning toward my ear. She whispered in my ear, while cupping my balls, "time now?"
Now, I enjoy all kinds of massages, with all kinds of pacing. I've had full on massages that appeared to be only legitimate, but at the very end she buried my cock in her mouth. I had shitty oil wipes for thirty seconds, with FS inside of the first ten minutes. This pacing today, I enjoy this very much. She did a great massage, we played the game of signals, I touch her, she touch me, and she gets right to business. I nodded, and said "yes, please Lily, your hands are so good." I lifted my butt up, and she got both hands now, one behind my balls, cupping them, and the other milking my shaft. Damn, this girl gets right to it!
I enjoy milking, but for me I can never cum this way. When she stepped away to get oil, I flipped. She turned back around, and had that "oh my!" look. She was staring right at my girthy cock, cut, average length, but fat. And a big head too. She got both hands on it, and started playing. Her handjob was nice, a good medium pace, and she made good use of both hands. One hand would jerk my shaft, while the other rolled around on the mushroom head. Then that hand went over my balls. She rolled each ball individually, then cupped the whole sack. She even pulled on the skin, and squeezed the balls a little. Hot.
Once in a while as she's tugging, her second hand roams down to my butt hole. Butt play with providers is hit or miss. For obvious reasons. They may not like it at all to begin with, and for mongers, providers have no idea if you are into it or you will have a fit over it. Plus, the cleanliness thing, I can imagine for a provider, reaching down there and getting a muddy finger isn't fun. But, I make sure I'm clean. I guess the rule is the first say 3 or 4 inches better be clean, and of course the rim too. If you want this kind of play, at least be considerate of your partner.
