Writers Note: All of these stories are real, from my experiences. I share them here because I have no other place to share them, it would be considered creepy in polite society. I don't try to describe the details to the Nth degree. I allow the reader to fill in some details based upon their personal likes and dislikes, that's what I do when I read your stories... The only things that have been changed are names and addresses.
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So shortly after my confusing massage in the upper Midwest I traveled to New England for vacation. I had a day on my own before my family joined me, so this afternoon I started researching massage parlors.
I am pretty picky when I try to settle on one. I really like to see a website that explains their offerings and prices. It is not fool proof, but you can often find the places which will just give you a hand job as opposed to a "full service" spa. I typically avoid a "full service" spa, but I always want to avoid ones that are too legit for a happy ending.
I did some research and settled on one about 30 miles away. The massage was $70 and for $15 you could get 15 minutes in the steam room. There was a free table shower for anyone who spent more than $75, so I was fine with my selections.
The website was pretty splashy, but the building was a drab non-descript building with a faded sign. However there was an open sign lit in the window, and a few cars in the lot, so I parked. When you get out of your car you see that you are in the shadow of a large prison. It was a little weird, maybe this is their first stop when they get out.
I went in and was met with a 25ish oriental beauty. She was about 5'8", dressed in tight jeans that hugged her perfect ass, and a tight sweater that showed off her C cups very well. She was a knockout, with a pretty sweet personality.
I paid the house fee and she took me directly to the steam room. It was off the main hall with a small ante-room. When we both got into the ante-room, she instructed me to strip and to leave my clothes on the chair. This was unusual, but appreciated. Typically they bring you to your eventual massage room where you leave your clothes, wallet, watch, cell phone... behind. This is always a concern the first time you go somewhere, because you never know if they are going to go through your pockets to steal something. I have never personally had this happen to me, but it was nice to know they were above board.
I started stripping as she left the room. I sat in the steam room with the towel lightly draped over my cock. She came back and gave me a bottle of water, and set the timer for 20 minutes. I was pretty excited that she was my masseuse.
After 20 minutes there was a knock on the door, and another masseuse came in. She gave me more water, scooped up my clothes and told me to follow her. This woman was enthusiastic but was not in the same league as the first woman I met. This one was shorter, and a little heavy set. Not fat, but not tall and lean like the other. We dropped my clothes in the massage room and went to the table shower room. It was quite nice, it was a large black cushioned table shower table, I remembered that they offer nuru massages, I would have to remember that if I come back.
I hung my towel and stood there facing her naked until she warmed up the water. She had me lay down on my belly and started to scrub me down. She was quite attentive. She started at my shoulders and quickly got down to my ass. She played with it a bit and moved on. She went up my back again and was quickly down to my ass again. She got a little more up close and personal with my ass, taint, and balls.
