It seemed I had wasted much of my 20s, lost, moving, trying to find myself, etc., and had not been laid nearly enough. Now that I had hit 30, the action was picking up. My friends did me the favor of ending my 4-year dry spell (yes, 4 years with no pussy) by taking me to an Asian massage parlor for my 28th birthday. I don't remember her name, but this Korean sexpot of perfect proportions – slim figure, smallish but nicely rounded breasts with dark, hard nipples – was fantastic. First she bathed me, gently washing me down with a soft hand mitt, paying special attention to my cock and balls until I thought I was going to explode right there.
But this petite darling was a true professional. She backed off, toweled me dry and led me to a dimly lit room with a bed dominating the scene. I laid on my stomach and she massaged my back, ass, and thighs with a light out and a firm yet erotic touch. She rolled me over and rubbed my chest, seemingly enjoying the feel of my chest hair in her hands. My Asian honey straddled me, my cock resting against her warm pussy, and kissed and licked her way down from my neck to my nipples and then my dick.
I almost jumped when her tongue made contact with my hard cock, arching my back and my hands instinctively wrapping themselves in her long, black hair. She licked me delicately, circling the head before sliding her tongue down my shaft to my balls, he mouth trading places with the had that gripped my dick, slowly jacking me with the lubrication her mouth had left there. It was almost too much to take for a guy who had been accustomed to taking care of himself for so long. Before I could come, she backed off my balls and went back to sucking my cock. When she pulled off, I realized she had put a condom on me with her mouth – what a pro!
