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Updated 2/09 [M 60s] Covering another special massage parlor visit I experienced back years ago that I can never forget. At the time, I had been in quite a few of these places and in all had received the same service. This was a short body massage that never amounted to a whole lot. Of course, by then in anticipation of what was coming, I'd be all aroused and erect. The masseuse would oil up my erection and proceed to give me a nice hand job while I stimulated my self with a good feel of their bodies. It was always an exciting experience in these places laying in front of a beautiful often strange woman showing her my penis and her feeling it and making it "cum". But, on this one visit to one of those places, it ended up being different. At the time, I'd only had oral sex performed on me one time in my life. This was from a native girlfriend overseas just before I returned. I just didn't know to ask for this "service" so never did. But, on this one visit, I didn't have to ask. It came to time for the "happy ending" and I was hard and ready for it. But, instead of feeling an oiled up hand on my penis, I felt the masseuses mouth down on it! I jumped a little with excitement and let out a gasp. It felt so damn good! She continued to work her mouth up and down on it while I felt up on her nice soft ass. It wasn't long at all and I'm sure she ended up with a pretty full mouth of my love juice. Even before I had finished "getting off", she ran to the bathroom to spit it out. Needless to say, I often went back to this Oriental masseuse for her happy ending service.

Updated 12/08 [M] I wrote a few years back about a fun experience at an Asian Nail and Tanning spa. Since that experience I have visited my beautiful Asian friends on numerous occasions. My experiences keep getting more interesting and perhaps a bit bizarre. Largely due to the fact that I have been a loyal repeat customer, the lovely women ( Missy and Jennifer ) seem to be willing to cater to my peculiar tastes... On a recent visit I brought sexy fishnet stockings, black patent high heels, thong panties, and a sexy bra.... the girls giggled with delight and assisted me in dressing up for a private Halloween costume party... we celebrated with a bottle of sparkling Asti.. and giggled a bit more... the girls danced with me suggestively and began a sensual massage... at my urging "Missy" got out some makeup and painted my eyes and lips appropriate to the rest of my naughty attire... Jennifer removed my panties and oiled up my private parts while i lay on my back... enjoying every minute...I went to my brief case and retrieved an exotic toy... a thick Pyrex glass stimulator... I had never been penetrated anally ( other than in solo sessions ) and I waited with some apprehension as Missy lubricated the toy and began to work the head at the entrance to my bottom... she seemed to know what she was doing as soon i was anally filled with a slippery glass stimulator. Missy worked the head in gently and gradually and used both penetration and twisting techniques. I heard the women giggle and speak in Vietnamese ..the younger woman ... Jennifer came around from massaging my shoulders and asked me if "she could try it". I said sure and the older woman turned over control of the toy to her younger counterpart...Missy assisted Jennifer and instructed her on techniques of anal massage. Although Jennifer lacked some of Missy's technique, I was soon ejaculating from her ministrations.... Jennifer continued to stimulate me seemingly oblivious to the fact that I was completely spent...I was in heaven... .
The best thing about my experiences at this spa is the unhurried manner in the masseuses approach their work. They make me feel as though they genuinely enjoy playing with me... ( perhaps they do )

Updated 11/08 [M 60] I have written on this subject before and all I've ever mentioned is the Oriental masseuses that most had back when they were around our town. Never mentioned any of the places with "round eyed" masseuses working in them. Yes; there were a few and yes, I did occasionally visit a couple of these. The one I most remember was one of the older places our area had. It was in a large house that had lots of work done to it to make a spa out of it. Lots of tile spas in it as well as true massage tables. I visited it once. Ended up with a short little blond that was very pretty. She stayed covered and also kept a towel over my mid section to start. I later learned that she checked out my hands during my massage and from this decited that I wasn't an undercover cop. With this, things changed. She started hinting around about sex. With this, I did tell her I was interested in a little hand action. I made her an offer as a tip and she took it. With this, off came her dress and my towel. We were both totally naked then. She returned with some oil and as she walked up to me I couldn't help but admire her beautiful little shaven pussy. Between seeing this plus her fantastic body and all, I was already fully hard. She covered her hands and my penis with oil and as she was slowly stroking it she went to talking about her pussy and how good and snug it was and how I'd really enjoy it like I needed to hear this. All I had to do was look at her and what she had and I knew it would be good! Didn't need to be told. In fact; I can't remember ever being in one that didn't feel good! All the while I was laying there looking at what she had and feeling up her thighs and her butt and I quickly blew covering my belly area with semen. In the end, it cost me a little over twice what the other parlors charged and trust me, it wasn't any bit better than the Korean women. In fact, there were a couple of the Korean women back then that were nothing short of fantastic both in there feel and there pleasuring me.

Updated 10/08 [M 55] In the 1970's when I was in my early 20's I developed a semen fetish. I would go to Asian massage parlors and after 2 or 3 different visits I would form somewhat of a friendship with one or two of the Korean massage girls...in those days they were typically recently divorced from ex U.S. servicemen, young and many quite attractive and in there 20's. I would ask them about the size of their customers penis's,the amount of semen from them and ask them how many partners they had that day. Many of them quickly realized that this turned me on and resulted in a faster time before ejaculation and would be very graphic although their English usually was no where near fluency. I would eventually ask them if I could watch them with other customers as they had sex in a small room with usually a curtain as a door. About 2 out of 3 would say yes. I'd peak through an opening in the curtain and it would really excite me to watch. After about 5 or 6 visits I asked one girl if she would come to my room after she finished sex with one of her customers before going to the shower.
At first she looked puzzled, but then she started to smile and said, "You like man hormone?" (her word for semen). After about 20 minutes she came into my massage room holding her vaginal lips shut, got up onto the massage table, laid down on the table with her buttocks on 2 pillows and opened her vaginal lips letting me watch the semen in her vagina. At first it just stayed inside her. Then it started to slowly flow out of her vagina. She was a very attractive young woman about 22 or 23 years old and in a very sexy way started smiling at me and then she said, "You lick, you eat it". I had an erection and was very exited at the time and without thinking I proceeded to lick and literally suck her vagina. I had my first taste of semen at that moment,sweet,a very tiny bit salty,and also having a unique taste that I can only say reminded me of a mild ammonia smell.
I then had an uncontrollable ejaculation with out her even touching my penis. This was the beginning of what was to become a weekly or twice weekly event in my life for about a 6 year period. Some nights I would do this up to as many as 5 or 6 times. I would do it 69 style some times. Some girls did not charge me extra. Some would ask for $20 or $30 in addition to the $50 to $75 regular charge for a good time, i.e..,sex. This was in the 1970's and was a very fair price at that time. I stopped when I was transferred to a city without Asian massage parlors.Then the early reports of Aids appeared in the newspapers ending my semen tasting events.
I still reminisce, think back and now on the Internet many free XXX sites have pictures of so called cream pies...a vagina with semen flowing out of it. I think about the scores and likely over 100 Korean girls that I did this with in the late 1970's over an approximately 6 year time frame and all of those tasty semen filled vagina's and masturbate.
P. S. In the mid 1980's I married one of those girls. She retired from her profession,went on to study English,graduated from collage and during sex talks to me as if we were back in the old days...describing the many penis's she sucked or were in her vagina that day and asking me about the taste of the semen as I am licking her.

[M 60s]Remember my first massage parlor visit many years ago. It was in a house off an Interstate Highway just outside the city limits. I had never been in one of these places but I could just imagine what went on inside them. I was a married man but still just had to find out for myself. At the time, I was around 35 years old. One evening, I pulled off the highway and went in. I was greeted by this Asian woman who was around 28 years old, I would guess. She was wearing a dress. I took the 30 minute massage and was led to a rear room and told to undress. Not knowing any better, I left on my briefs and laid down. When she returned, she was in a yellow two piece swim suit and did she ever look good. She started on my back and while doing this she made sure she brushed her thighs against my arms. She felt so good there. Come time to turn over, there was no way my briefs could hide my erect penis. She quickly "massaged" my front side and then leaned down asking if I needed anything else. I offered her what I had left in my pockets and she said it was fine and she'd be back. I got out the money (like $4 then). She returned with a bottle of baby oil. She then removed my briefs exposing my erection. She poured on some oil on it and wrapped her soft hand around it. I couldn't help myself and started feeling her thighs and ass as she slowly stroked my penis. When it hit, cum shot all the way to my shoulder! I was sure in need of this that evening. After this encounter, it might had been my first massage parlor visit but sure wasn't my last.

Updated 8/08 [M] My girlfriend, C, and I went on holiday to a coastal resort in Australia. We were there for about 3 - 4 days and we had checked out the place. C booked us into the local sports centre for a couple of hours to get some personal time together . C and I went to the sports centre and undressed down to our swimming togs. We went to the spa tub room. It was private and with a closed door. C dropped her bikini top and bottom and stood nude in front of me with a look that was borne of sexual frustration, eagerness, and lust. I sucked her boobs and her nipples and my cock were instantly erect. I entered her standing up and we fucked for a while without either of us cumming. Then we went into the warmth and bubbles of the spa tub. We fooled around a while, cunnilingus, fellatio, groping etc in the slipperiness of the foamy water.
Then C noticed that there was a CCTV camera mounted on the wall above the tub and focussed on us. She asked me what it was. I put on a towel around my waist (but I still had an obvious erection poking out the fabric in the front of the towel) and went out to the front desk. The girl and her husband who ran the centre showed me the monitor on the tub and explained that it was for safety, in case anyone had a heart attack or was overcome by the heat of the tub. I could see C in the tub turning this way and that. I went back and told C why the camera was there. C became really excited and proceeded to fuck me in every possible position imaginable and asked me to get up close to the camera and do her anally, she sucked me with her face only 6 inches from the lens of the cameras, she bent over the edge of the tub while I fucked her doggy-style and anally, she orgasmed all the time and said over and over “I hope they’re getting a good show”. We just fucked for the camera and it was very erotic, particularly for C who really enjoyed it and came in multiples I had not seen before.
Eventually we were exhausted and after 5 -6 cums inside C, I was spent. We showered and dressed and went to the front desk to depart. The girl and her husband winked at us as we left and said “We trust that you enjoyed your spa.” To which we replied, “yes, we did, thanks”.

Updated 7/08 [M] Here I am, a happily married man, for the last 19 years... Obviously, I'm no Spring Chicken...
My doc said it was time to join a gym and get a little more exercise then my TV's remote offers me... I say OK, as once being a semi pro bodybuilder, it's sad to have someone tell you your going soft, or worse...
So here I am in a Real Gym, made for middle aged stogies like myself... Inside there is a place where an independent massage parlor operates... No, I've never gotten a "Massage" before, so Yes, I was curious... This is a "Brand A" type gym, not some back alley seedy place, so, to me, the word massage never took on any other slant, but that someone was going to rub my aching muscles...
I was a little surprised that the diploma on the wall of the room I was brought to, had the picture of what looked like a young female on it... I wasn't exactly disappointed, put it that way... Before entering the place, I hadn't even though of getting a massage, in terms of who was going to do it, but I had just realized that having another guy rub my sore muscles, didn't seem all that appealing, although "Sex" was really never on my mind... If that makes me sound like an Idiot, then so be it, I am one...
I am told to get completely undressed and lie face down on the table and that Joyce would be in to see me in a few minutes... I say completely undressed, the woman looks at me without so much as a smile and says, take everything off, including your underwear. Cover yourself with this towel and lay face down on the table, with your face in the little hole you see in front of you... I'm a first timer, I say sheepishly, she coldly walks out of the room, as if the moron before her was also street scum... That turned me off some, but being the type of guy who feels like being in for a dime is also in for a dollar, I did what the lady said.
10 minutes later, I'm feeling like blind Idiot laying there with my face in a hole and only my naked butt, covered by this beach towel... I turn over, take a pillow from the shelf next to the table and lay there face up, which seemed ever more logical and comfortable to me...
Enter Joyce, her tight short skirt and halter top, made me feel like I was in the wrong place... You just never feel completely naked, until there is an attractive, seductively dressed woman, standing there, just saying hello and how pleased she is to meet you... Before I can even ask, I'm listening to Joyce's sweet voice, telling me to relax, that she has never bitten anyone... I laugh, she laughs... I see you want stress relief first she says. Later I was to learn that laying face up indicated this, but there I was, alarmed, if not completely unhappy, as her hands slid under the towel and began to fondle my private parts... I'm a man, just a man, so no I surely wasn't raped, I probably would have begged her not to stop, after her fingers lightly touched under my testicles and her other hand was pulsing lightly, around my penis... I could only say Ahhhh, as she removed the towel and began to work on me in ways I really didn't expect...
Joyce explained that I could stay as long as I wanted, the rates for massage were a flat $50, for every half hour a client remained in the room and how a tip was surely appreciated, if I found her confidential service to my liking... I began to ejaculate and Joyce milked me to a explosive finish... She then explained to me that when she got to know me better, she could make my pleasure last longer and that my massage experience was to be kept our little secret... I handed her a twenty dollar tip as I got dressed and Joyce smiled, kissed me and said, I can see we are going to be good friends...
Now I am a man who feels guilty about cheating on my wife, who goes for a "massage" every week, still wondering what getting a real massage is really like??? When my business happens to toss me a few extra bucks on any given day, that week's "massage" has an extra half, or even an extra hour attached, as Joyce warmly assures me that a stress relief massage, does not constitute cheating on my wife, as only physical pleasure is involved and no relation between us, other then client and a provider of services is between us... She is far from stupid!!! She knows Dam Well, that I am easy to convince, even as she makes remarks about how beautiful and hard my penis is today and asks me if I'd like her to play with me for some extra time today, as she removes her skimpy clothing and massages me in the nude... I don't care who it is, tell a man, any middle aged man, to go ahead and grope the firm pretty body of a much younger woman and no man is going to say No, especially when that woman has her hands on your personal best....
Funny, I do not consider myself a victim, I am not that sort of a Wimpy Man... I'd like to say that for the most part, I have Great Self Control, have led a clean life, put my two kids threw college and have been a mostly wonderful husband to my near perfect and loving wife...
Several weeks ago, however, Joyce and I were talking about youtube on the Internet. She spoke about all of the foot fetish videos on you tube and asked if I was one more of those guys with a foot fetish... The next week she asked me if I had checked out any of those videos, which of course, I had, after her telling me about them.... She then put her pretty manicured feet on the table, buy sitting between my legs, as she gave me my stress relief massage, which she continues to call our encounters, with a straight face... She said, go ahead and feel them if it helps you to get off better... I love to make men explode in pleasure... Having already felt every part of Joyce's pretty body, as I beg God to help me believe I'm not cheating on a wonderful woman, somehow the new and ultra naughtiness of being told to feel her naked feet, did make me "explode", just the way Joyce intended...
Like I said, I am not a Whinny Man, not a Sissy in any way!!! But I've learned why places like this massage place in a rather legit gym, never get busted... It is because a cool headed woman, feeding a man pornography and masturbating him, as she uses her own body as the pornography, is not really "Sex", it is something 1000 times more addictive then sex and I seriously doubt any man wouldn't sell his soul to get it just one more time, before he just stops cheating on the wife he really does love...
Truthfully, maybe once there were real legitimate Massage Parlors, but this is apparently what all, even the so called licensed massage parlors and so called therapists offer men these days... All of my male friends, who have tried other places, tell me that the old stroke and pleasure is the new standard addiction massage, all men are being offered at all such establisments... Women are different, but turthfully, very few men want another man massaging them, even if "Sex" has nothing to do with the situation.... In my opinion, even the less then beautiful female massuses know that just fondeling a man's penis giveds him a pleasure he isn't about to refuse...
Truthfully, I'm sometimes not sure if I really love it more then life it's self, or if I'm actually angry over ever having the curiosity to have tried this innocent urge I had to try getting a massage???
You're making a buck writing his semi erotica. There is probably a fortune to be made, just writing about masseuses giving men hand jobs and the addiction it happily gives them... The reason I'm saying this, is that I found your site. while I was just looking for any random literature about erotic massage, after just coming home from my "Stress Relief Massage" by Joyce... I don't think that after three years now and probably about two gallons of my semen being blotted up by turkish towels, i will ever be able to hear Joyce saying the words Stress Relief Massage, and keep a straight face...

Updated 4/08 [M] I always longed to touch girls in those very private parts of theirs and it was only after I started working at age of 18 that I visited my first massage parlour. I still remember it clearly even now. I was so nervous that my legs were feeling like jelly when I knocked on the door of the parlour run by a lady on her own. She was much older than me and had a magnificent set of knockers. I took a shower and afterwards wrapped a towel around me to hide my small penis and had to lie on a hard massage table (interestingly enough today a double bed has taken over from the massage table at most establishments). When she massaged my back that already started me off getting an erection and when I suddenly felt a pair of very soft breasts stroking my back and part of my backside I nearly fell off the table. Her hands went down down between my legs and gently fondled my balls causing me to catch fire !!!!! I couldn't lie face down any longer and had to turn over. She only had a pair of tiny panties on and was of course braless. After looking at magazine pictures for for so long I was now gazing at my first naked female in the flesh. She continued to massage my stomach and legs and every so often her arm would brush past my erect penis. I was now really into the world of sexual adventures !!! I just didn't want it to stop it was so enjoyable. She let me fondle her titties, then came the happy ending of rubbing some oil over my penis and started working it up and down until I could hold back no longer and shoot my juices.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I saw her quite often after that and she went a little further by removing her panties and I got to see her pussy and vagina for the first time. What a wonderful sight and feeling when she let me put my fingers in her wet hole !!!! For some reason I did not have sex with her (this came later in life) but I did buy her a lovely open tip quarter cup shelf bra which left her nipples and a tiny almost next to nothing g-string. The bra straps were set right back at the back of the cup giving the breasts a cantilever bridge like appearance jutting forward in the low slung cups. And I loved to watch the tiny string section of her g-string disappearing between her rear cheeks. I began to realise that I liked my women wearing sexy lingerie instead of being stark naked. I remember the little lingerie shop where I bought the bra and g-string. I was so embarrassed that I waited outside the shop until it was empty before going in. It was bad enough telling the lady assistant what I wanted but it was also lovely to be surrounded by all that lovely lingerie on display. I was becoming quite enchanted with women's lingerie !!!

Updated 2/08 [M 47] I recently visited a private certified massage therapist who is good at working lower back pain. Since the pain runs down into my butt, I opted to not use a sheet to cover up with so that it would not get in the way of the massage - I’m not modest and the therapist didn’t mind, it was my option. As she worked into my lower back and butt area, I noticed that she started working more and more into my crack and down between my legs. She then pulled my legs into a stretch that felt really good on the muscle but it also spread my legs wide open and gave her a full view of my balls and anus area. As she kept massaging, she would do long strokes up between my legs occasionally touching my balls. I was moaning with pleasure by this point and then she started massaging the perineum area (the space between your balls and anus) and that sent me into ecstasy. At this point I knew I was getting more than just a massage but I didn’t mind, it was great! After a bit she proceeded to work my legs and feet but then she stopped and started massaging my balls from underneath. Soon I turned over and of course she wasn’t surprised to see that I had an erection. After finishing up the massage she then gave me one of the best hand jobs ever. I have had many professional massage but this was the first one that had the proverbial ‘Happy Ending’ that you hear about. Next time I go back we are going to explore the prostate area a little more and see how I react to that - I can’t wait!

Updated 1/08 [M 47] I recently had the opportunity to have a therapeutic body massage in the nude. I read an ad for a therapeutic massage in the paper that said “less is More’ and wondering what that meant, I set up an appointment. I went to the location which was a private home in a very upscale neighborhood and was greeted by the therapist. She was very nice and led me to a private studio with a massage table, music and all the other mood things that you can find in an upscale spa. She told me to take off my clothes and lay face down on the table. She then left the room and after I got undressed, I finally figured out what she meant by ‘less is more’…. there was no sheet or blanket for draping. So I got onto the table and laid down buck-ass naked. The therapist came into the room a few minutes later and proceeded to give me one of the best massages I have ever had. Note, I am not talking about a sexual massage with a “Happy Ending” … I am talking about a very therapeutic massage without a sheet to get in the way. I did have to think about baseball a couple of times (guys you know what I mean) but I was able to maintain my composure so nothing unexpected “popped up” during the massage. Afterwards the therapist told me that a lot of her clients do end up with erections during the massage and she is completely comfortable with it – no funny stuff, just good therapeutic massage.
It was a thrilling experience (as I have only been naked for my wife and my doctor) and I plan to do it again real soon. Less is really more as parts of my body (inner thighs, butt) got massaged which is something that you cannot get from a swanky spa.

[M] Erotic massage, i know a very good one for women. With the woman of choice laying on her back legs open and vagina facing partner. Start by gently pulling on her pubic hair little bits a time, if she shaves then move to the outer lips and pull either both sides at once or alternating sides working fingers and thumbs up and down the length of the outer lips, take lots of time on each stage. Then move to the inner set of lips doing same thing up and down the length of her lips and of course tugging on her clit, you can also alternate going from pubs to inner and outer lips the more time spent on the first stages the more ready and relaxed she will be for the final part which is inserting a thumb into her so the thumb can caress the vaginal walls and stroke her G spot and the fingers can stroke her clitoris. If done right your woman will have a great orgasm and feel relaxed at the same time.
Please be aware at the point of orgasm the vaginal muscles can almost break the inserted thumb but it is well worth the time and effort along with the risk of thumb breaking to do this, Enjoy

[M] I well remember my first visit to a 'full service massage' parlor. This was many years ago, in the early 1970's. I had been to a few therapeutic massages, but these were non-sexual, so this was a new experience. It was located in a house in a neighborhood near a suburban business district, and had an Oriental name, Quan Yins, but as it turned out the masseuse was not Oriental, but maybe Gypsy.
This mature gal knew what she was doing, though, and she could tell it was my first time in such a place. They always can spot the maverick! After a quick shower, she had me lay tummy down on the massage table. I must say that she was rather rough at this stage. She just gave me a basic rub down, arms, shoulders, waist, bum, legs and feet. Nothing special, and I must say not the most comfortable massage I've ever had, among the several hundred I've enjoyed since. It went on for quite some time, maybe 20-25 minutes. I was to learn many massages later that this was a pretty long time for the back side. She did tease my scrotum and penis tip a little, which was suggesting that 'better' was coming.
Then she finally said, 'Turn over, please.' As I faced her, she proceeded to remove her blouse, revealing her quite ample breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra. Now, she was not just a young chick, but a mature woman in her mid 40's, I would guess. Anyway, my already quite well-engorged penis snapped right to it's "full, upright position" (to borrow a phrase from the flight attendants!), as she proceeded to massage my front. Compared to the backside, she was rather quick with the general rubbing, maybe only a couple of minutes, and then moved to full attention to my now very alert organ. She did a pretty good massage of my balls, first there actually (I should say she kept her hands well lubricated throughout the massage), and then started working my rod. Oh, man! Did she!
She could tell, however, that this was my first visit to a parlor like this one. I was far more used to vagina based intercourse, not this kind of a massage, and of course I was well acquainted with masturbation, having done it for many years at that time (from the early years of Playboy). She could tell I was kind of surprised at her technique, as she gently kneaded my organ. She could also see that I was enjoying the pleasure, but not coming to climax very fast. She stroked faster and faster, then bent down to my ear and sort of whispered, 'Just deviate a little,' meaning to imagine, I thought, that this was woman-on-top intercourse. She was the first masseuse, and the last, that I ever heard say this. So, in my own mind, I deviated! And have done so very often, I might add, while having many massages ever since.
I'm still having them, 37 years later. Anyway, the gentle massage of my now fully engorged penis proceeded for a while, and then suddenly it burst with a really big gush of cum which she immediately covered with her hand. As I subsided, I burst out with a big, loud laugh, that I could hardly contain! Ha, ha, ha! Ho, ho, ho! I'll never forget that, either. I can't remember, ever laughing at the end of ejaculation, any other time before that in my life. Wow.
After that she gave me a wet, warm wash cloth to clean up with, then she brought a towel and wiped me clean, and sent me back to the shower. I dressed, and walked away happy, after this, my very first true sexual massage. It was a good introduction to many more to come, which I'll be glad to tell you about later.

[M 51] Last winter I was traveling for business, and at the end of the week, I was becoming quite tense and tired . Anyhow one evening when I was in my room, I picked up this brochure for in room massages. I assumed it was for a professional massage, and called the number and arranged for a massage. An hour later there was a knock on the door, and when I opened the door, there was a lady probably around 50 standing there. She was not what you would call overly attractive, and was a bit on the heavy side, and once she spook I heard a heavy Eastern European accent. She came in and grabbed a couple of towels from the washroom, laid them out on the bed, and told me to get undressed, and lay face down. She did not leave the room, so I stripped down in front of her and laid down across the foot of the bed.
She walked to my head and started massaging my shoulders and back, and before I knew it I could feel all the tension starting to leave my body. She provided a real firm massage, but at the same time it was extremely relaxing. After spending 20 minutes or so on my back she moved to my feet and started on my legs. After working on the first leg for a few minutes she pulled my legs apart a bit more, and her hands started to go up a bit higher each time she massaged my leg. After 5 minutes or so she started on the second leg, and again spread my legs even farther, and continued to also massage my upper thigh. By this time I was starting to get a bit of a hard on, as I have always been quite sensitive to be touched in this area. Soon she moved up to massage my ass, and she she even massaged down the crack toward my sack, but did not quite touch me there. I was starting to lift my ass to her touch, one because it felt so damn good, and two by now I had a raging hard on, and I was laying on it. After about 10 more minutes of massaging my legs and ass she told me to turn over. To this point she had not touched my balls or cock, but she had sure come as close as possible without actually touching, so I still was not sure what her real intentions were.
I turned over and my cock was pointing straight up ... it felt like it was going to burst. She still says nothing about my condition, and starts working on my legs again, running her hands up to my groin, past my cock, over my belly and then back down again, still all the time not quite touching me there. This was heaven and hell all in one, but then finally after about 5 minutes of this, as her hands went up my legs they did not curve out around my cock, but I felt her hands slide over my balls and then along my cock up to my belly, and then taking the same path on the way down.
After doing this a few times she came to the side foot of the bed, and stood beside my cock, and spread my legs even farther. She reached down with one hand and started fingering my ass, while with the other cupped my balls. She firmly pushed on my ass, slowly inserting a finger a bit, which almost brought me over the edge. She continued to cup my balls, and then slowly started to stroke my cock. She slowly picked up her speed, but did not seem to be in any hurry to bring me off, as she would speed up, and then slow down, cup and rub my balls, and then go back to my cock, all the while running her finger alone my ass. After about 10 minutes of this I could feel my orgasm building and it was like she could too, as she really started to pump my cock, as rope after rope of cum came flying out. She continued to massage my cock, until it was completely spent, after which she cleaned me up, by which time I realized we had gone 15 minutes over the hour I had booked. She said she often needed to spend more time on a client to make them feel totally relaxed, and she did not mind at all, as she did not have another client that night. When she left she gave me her card in case I was back in her area again, and I gave her a big tip.
I need to travel to her city again this month, and hope I have time to contact her again.

Updated 10/07 [M] Formerly I used to travel to The Netherlands 2-3 times a year. During my last year of travel there I discovered Dutch saunas and things will never be quite the same for me.
18 months ago in an early Spring day I arrived in Amsterdam. After ten days ono active travel from the US to various cities in Europe, I was ready for a long weekend. It had rained, was overcast and a chill blew in from the Northsea covering the city. As I rode up in the elevator with the bellhop[ I said something about fatigue, chill and blah: He responded that I "...should go and enjoy a traditional Dutch sauna" (Although I fancied myself a seasoned traveler I confess that I was unaware that a "Dutch sauna" meant coed nudity). I reflected on his comment, thought the heat sounded great and asked him for a suggestion. He told me of "an outstanding and traditional" place a short train ride outside Amsterdam in Harlem. He also dais that they had a great Frans Hals museum there. The latter was all I needed to hear figuring that even if the sauna was a bust, the Hals paintings were worth the trip alone.
50 minutes later (cab to the central train station, buying a ticket, train ride, cab ride) I was deposited in front of a handsome brick three-story building in a lovely section of a perfect small Dutch city.
I walked in, registered for a sauna (and a massage at the suggestion of the really attractive young woman at the front desk) and was directed to the locker room. Walking in, I immediately saw two men and three women in various states of undress, including being completely nude. Resisting a flight instinct, it hit me that this was Holland, these were the casual and uninhibited Dutch, the live and let live people of Europe. Never having had this experience before, (being nude in public), I made a split second decision that it was now or never. Stripping off and sliding into a warm terry cloth robe, I launched myself into everything that awaited me.
Four hours later I left the Sauna van Egmond having experienced some of the greatest and most sensual four hours of my life. Leaving the locker room I walked through a beautiful and comfortable lounge room filled with tables, comfortable chairs, couches and a small bar and food service area. There were fire places presenting warm wood fires.
Through doors into the sauna itself I could see nude figures moving about. Swallowing hard I walked in. A shower was the first order of business so I hung my robe and towel on a hook and walked into the open showers. There was some "chubbing up" but cold water helped. A garden of sensual pleasures awaited me. There were four saunas of varying levels of heat, a Turkish steam rooms, a relaxation room with air temperature that was perfectly set at 98 degrees, an infrared room where one sat in front of colored lamps, a cold plunge pool and a 30X20 indoor swimming pool complete with jacuzzi, hot showers, cold showers, reclining setees one could lay down on and absorb the early spring sun while nude and a pool simply to soak one's tired feet in. There were 30-40 people of all physical conditions and ages there.It took about 60 seconds to get used to being nude in front of strangers (that likely made it easier). There were very large people (the Dutch are among the largest people in the world and are not given to health food) and thee were some of the most beautiful women I have ever encountered...and everyone was nude.
It was sensual, relaxing and spiritually fulfilling in ways that I shall never be able to explain or fully understand. There was no staring, no smirking, no comments, nothing that was in any way unseeming or overtly sexual. There was peace, calm, tranquility and utter pleasure. Catching a glance from a woman across the room was somehow a gentle joy and I tried to respectfully reciprocate. I returned for the following two days. I retired soon thereafter and am left to wonder why we in the US have nothing like what is a very common experience in Holland and other parts of Europe. We are missing one of life's great joys in my view. I don't care what opinions one might hold about naturism in the US, this coed experience in a Dutch sauna was transcendent. I'd be interested in the thoughts and experiences of your many readers.

Updated 6/07 [M 62] (M - 60s) I am sharing how my very first visit to a massage parlor went back years ago. It was in the mid 70's when this happened. Back then, there were several houses off the sides of this highway leading into the city with signs out front advertising "Massage". They were just outside the city limits. I passed by these places every day going to and from work. I had always wondered about them and always felt that a guy would get more than just a massage in them. Then, one evening, I just had to go in and find out for myself. I picked one of them and went in. I was a happily married man but what man doesn't long for a little "strange stuff" every once in a while. I went in and was met by this very pretty Oriental woman that I'm sure was in her forties. She explained the prices and I opted for a 30 minute massage. She led me back to a room and on the way there I checked out her legs. I was sure hoping things would get sexual as I sure wanted to get my hands on them. They looked good. She told me to undress and lay face down on the table. I did and in a minute she returned.
She started on my back and then moved to my feet. She worked her way up to the top of my legs and it wasn't long her fingers were going between my legs and touching my sack. I spread my legs a little and she continued this and then started reaching under me there. I raised my hips a little and she soon was running her fingers along the length of my erect penis. It was quite a feeling having this strange woman fondling my genitals. After a while, I was beginning to feel that little tingle inside me that would eventually lead to an orgasm. I didn't want this. I wanted to show her my penis and what she had caused (erection) and to ejaculate in front of her so I motioned her to stop. I quickly turned over showing her my very hard and aroused penis. She then got a bottle of oil and poured some on it. She then wrapped her hand around it and slowly started stroking it. At the same time, I reached over and started running my hand over her thighs. She didn't object so I continued to feel her up.
Before long I started feeling those wonderful feeling tingles deep inside that is the start of my orgasm. It build up stronger and stronger and I was getting closer and closer. She knew it in that I sure wasn't the first man that she'd gotten off like this and she concentrated more on my penis. Then, it hit. When I was through I looked down and saw my belly covered with cum as well as her hand. She then went to the bathroom and came back with a warm wet cloth and cleaned me off. This was the first of lots of visits to these places and I soon hit a place with a young masseuse that was Korean and in her twenties. She would strip naked when giving the massage and talk about a turn on. She had a fantastic looking and feeling body. There were times that I'd have her get on the table where I'd "massage" her which was nothing more than a good feeling up of her body and would end it with her giving me a "happy ending" over the side of the table and allowing me to ejaculate on her beautiful body.

Updated 5/07 [M 61] I'm a male, 61, and have enjoyed massage, particularly sensual massage, for over 30 years. One of my favorite masseuses is a German woman in California who has excellent massage skills and a wonderful technique of combining prostate massage with a very slow, superb hand job. Often I will ask her to give me a 90 minute session during which she will bring me to one orgasm about 30 or 45 minutes into the session, and then finish with another at the end. She will begin with me on my tummy and after working the shoulders and neck she begins to incorporate sexual touching and arousal with the massage. She works topless and enjoys using he breasts to stimulate me as she massages me. I enjoy anal and prostate stimulation at the hands of a skilled woman. She begins this slowly and with a latex gloved hand, very well lubricated, gently introduces her finger into the anus while I am still on my tummy. By now I know more of what to expect. I raise my hips and open up as she continues the prostate massage, adding more depth and pressure as she procedes. With her other hand she softly touches my balls and will only lightly touch my penis, no matter how hard I am. She likes to encircle my cock and balls with her hand while continuing with the prostate massage, and the pressure on my erection is wonderful to experience. After some time at this I am usually on my knees and communicating with her as she responds to my moans and wiggles. Continuing with the prostate massage she moves her other hand to encircle my shaft and very gently begins stroking. Often she will pause and let me catch my breath, building the tension within, as she stimulates me. Eventually she brings me to a full orgasm, shooting the cum onto the towel beneath me.
The second stage of the massage is more relaxed for me. At my age I need some time to recover. She now will go to full therapeutic massage with me on my back, working my legs, arms, chest, tummy, and then using her bear breasts and hands with about 15 minutes or so to go she begins to arouse me again. Sometimes she will give me another prostate massage, but often I like her to work with both hands, always very gently bringing me to an erection and then slowly bringing me to the edge, holding me there, and then, cumming again. The second cum by this time is almost exhausting.
She offers a shower before and after the massage, and I always come out of her place feeling fully cleansed, relaxed, and satiated.

[M 60] After reading the entries on this subject, just wanted to comment about these places and the lure they surely have on many, if not most, men. They sure did have a luring effect on me back when they existed here in my area. I'll explain the effect they had on me and maybe the female readers will more understand what attracted me and other men to them. I'm sure I can speak for them.
First, there is that lure of doing something sexual with a strange woman. I know most men have this urge. In these places, you certain got this. Then, there is the thing of having a strange younger woman have her hands on my body. This alone is a thrill. I must also add too that in these places it was common that the masseuse would be very nice looking and dressed in very revealing dress showing lots of skin (female flesh). There were some that were actually totally nude during these sessions. This alone was very arousing to me. Next thing has to be that in these places I'd eventually have to turn over on the table right in front of the lady giving the massage. This, of course, meant exposing myself in the highly aroused state I was in (thanks to her) as I'd lay there naked sporting my very erect member to her. Again, I think all men get a terrific thrill out of this. We even feel this showing this to our girl friends and wives although they've seen us like this many times before. But, in front of a strange woman, it just adds a little more to the excitement. When the time finally comes meaning time for the "happy ending', what man doesn't enjoy the feel of a strange woman's hand wrapped around there excited erect member.
In my case and probably in most cases, this was also accompanied by my getting a feel of my masseuse's body. With me, it was getting my hand on her soft ass and inner thighs. This stimulates me more than any place else (with the exception of being in a vagina or a woman's mouth). Usually baby oil was used as the lube and the lady would proceed to slowly start stroking my swollen member while I enjoyed the feel of her soft flesh with my hand. Between the two, I'd soon start to feel the tingles of a building orgasm deep within my body. Before long, it would happen. I'd end up ejaculating all over my belly. This again was just another thrill that I and I'm sure most men absolutely love. Having the woman that brought this on see the semen squirting out and seeing me squirm on the table lost in pure sexual pleasure of a powerful orgasm. When one adds this all up, it is a very stimulating adventure for a man. It is no wonder that these places are so missed.

[M] Just south of Avila Beach, there is a nude beach, and whenever we're passing by, my wife tans for the day. We park in the dirt parking lot and off she goes; I stay behind to watch. Not that I wouldn't mind going, but I can view the scene much better that way. I know men love nude women at the beach, but there is one thing sexier, a woman at the nude beach alone. I'll go down after and watch the watching. Sometimes it is amazing how blatant some can be. My wife was laying there on her back, and this guy put his blanket down about a foot away from my wife's feet and then lay on his stomach. He knew what he wanted to see, and if she was going to show it he was going to look. I have no doubt he was not disappointed. Knowing what I like, she always strolls up and down the beach and goes in for a dip.
I get a kick over the semi and full erections I have seen her cause. I always wonder if there are others like us, unconventional, but we don't go too far. After a day at the beach we go to the local spa resort where she uses the hot tub and gets a massage. One particular time, I asked her to, after her hot tub (they are all "semi-private"), lay out on the deck and masturbate, hoping to "get caught," since the masseur comes to let you know he is ready. She took her time, eyes closed, so we really don't know if he saw, or showed up and let her finish, or not. But he did eventually come or come back and told her he was ready. She wrapped in a towel gathered her bag of clothes and went down to the room.
The first few times she had gotten a massage at the spa, she was covered with a towel, but this time I asked her to drop the towel and get on the table nude. She said she would give it a try. She came in from the hot tub, and the masseur spread a towel on the table asked her to lie down. She matter-of-factly took off her towel walked across the room nude and lay belly down on the table. He started to cover her but she said "Please, no towel." He said he specialized in "deep tissue" massage and she said that was fine and he proceeded to massage her from head to toe with no complaints! She said he stood at her head and side massaging her but spent the most time at her feet massaging her legs. When he first stood at her feet, he gently opened her legs, moving one leg to one side of the table and the other leg to the other side. The man certainly knew the view he wanted!! He massaged her thighs with one hand on the inside of her thigh but never going up quite all the way, but pretty darn close. Side one was done and I am sure he was quite happy to have her turn over.
She then turned, and he once again made sure her legs were spread for... gee I don't know... maximal viewing? He started standing behind her head massaging down towards her breasts. He asked her if she had any breast tenderness and when she said no, he massaged them, no nipple tweaking or anything like that, just gentle massaging. Later, at the foot of the table, he lifted one of her legs and rested her right foot on top of his left shoulder and massaged her thigh right up to, but not touching her vagina. Then the other leg. We recreated this later and I just couldn't keep the hard-on down let me tell you! She was getting fairly excited, her nipples had "popped" and she could feel that her female lubricants were leaking and running down towards her anus (which he could not have missed), but she kept her cool and just lay there as if she didn't even notice her body reacting. As he continued around her, she could feel the erection he had gotten every once in a while when he leaned against her. She wasn't sure if he was doing this on purpose but I like to think he just wanted her to know he was enjoying himself. After he finished and left the room, the massage was great, the tip was nice the view greater, and I think we we were all very happy!

updated 4/07 [M] Increasingly, it seems, that I have become somewhat of a massage junkie. Looking for this fantasy mix of a genuine therapeutic full-body massage but with a slippery, happy ending: aka getting jacked off at the end. I still do not understand the hang-ups, laws, etc. that prevent genital contact during a full-body massage. After all, the genitals are a part of the body – just as needing of massage as any other body part!! Further, all of the draping, the drama, to make sure some sliver of scrotum doesn’t pop through a sheet – what is the problem here?? So what if a guy springs one – in fact – a good therapeutic massage stimulates the parasympathetic nervous system – which controls erections. In this regard, a good massage should promote erections – in both males and females.
Finally – an oriental massage parlor opened up in a near by strip mall. I called, and made an appointment. I was directed into a nicely lit, warm room and through a kind of sign language directed to get undressed and lay face down on the table. I readily did this – and with nothing to cover me – just got naked – adjusted my cock – and got comfortable. The petite oriental masseuse gently knocked and came in a few moments later. She made a little giggle and quickly placed a towel over my bare ass. She then started gently but firmly working my neck and upper back – gradually working her way down to my lower back and butt crack. On the way up, she also slid her hands under my stomach, near my hips. This was getting most pleasant. She then flipped off the towel covering my ass – leaving it on my back – and started to work my calves and thighs – moving a bit higher with each stroke. Eventually, she was at the insides of thighs and occasionally brushing my balls and crack. Mr. Woody was now starting to force its way into the table.
After more minutes of this, she made some sounds to indicate it was time to turn over. The towel got all bunched up, and my cock unsprings with relief as I turn over. She attempts to again cover my tent pole and starts again on my chest and stomach – working her way down to a point just above my pubic area. Just when I’m hoping that she would keep going, she stops and moves to the lower legs. “Damn”, I thought – this is going to be no different – pure therapeutic. After a few moments on one leg, she gently bends my leg at the knee, and abducts my thigh – fully exposing my sack.
She then begins these slow upward strokes on my upper thighs right up to my pulsing balls – and doing some deep massage in the groin. Now, this has never been done before and I am now approaching a new state of bliss. “PLEASE keep going” I’m screaming to myself – but again, she stops and returns my leg to its normal position. She goes to my left side and does the same thing. This time, however, since I hang on the left side, she is met with this raging hard on when she moves my thigh. Same massage – but now I am all exposed. Just when I’m getting ready for another disappointment, she says in a broken English – you want – and makes a stroking motion with her hand. Finally!!! She also made a motion with her fingers – saying it would cost more – but at that point I didn’t care.
She then got some more lotion and proceeded to alternately stroke my cock and balls – occasionally getting a finger close to my asshole – and brought me to an orgasm that prior to this I could only dream about. This was truly a full body, completely relaxing massage experience – it was the most relaxed, fulfilled that I’ve been – ever. Despite years of marriage, and other long-term romantic relationships – it has never been this good. Sorry for the stereotyping – but the American massage community could learn a thing or two from your open, Eastern counterparts – they seem to know the meaning of a full body massage.

Updated 2/07 [M 66] When I was about 35 or so I was working in an office, had developed back and neck tension and sought relief with Swedish massage. I only went to women, professional masseuses, who gave a good massage but they were clinical, had me lay covered under a sheet before they started their massage, exposed only the body part they worked on, always draped with a towel over my waist. I liked the feeling of being naked under the towel and wished they would dispense with it. I wasn't necessarily looking for sexual release as I could get that in Asian massage parlors, it was just that I thought a massage professional should be comfortable with a naked body.
I called a masseuse I found in a New Age newspaper ad and made an appointment. Regan worked by herself from a studio apartment downtown, was a slender girl about 28 or so with a long face and long mousy brown hair dressed down in a flannel shirt and jeans. She was friendly, very polite and told me I could get undressed for my massage. I stripped off in front of her and she proceeded with the massage without draping me. Her massage was therapuetic without being sensual so I remained soft throughout. As we were getting along at the close of the massage I indicated that I wouldn't mind if she paid some attention to my penis. She replied that she didn't do that kind of massage and I let it go.
I made another appointment as I enjoyed her treatment and the fact that she was ok with nudity. As she worked on me we chatted as usual about nothing in particular. She was very polite, formal, somewhat shy which I thought unlikely personality traits for someone who did massage especially as her clients were naked on her table.
After working on my front she had me lay on my stomach so she could work on my back. I felt her supple hands on my lower back then on my butt cheeks which she usually avoided, then her fingers in my butt crack which was definitely not part of her usual routine. I felt my penis stirring and parted my thighs so my balls hung loose. I was rewarded with the delicious touch of her hand on my ballsack so I tilted my hips to give her access. Regan's hand went up under my balls and grasped my penis which was now a raging boner against my stomach. She murmured was this was ok, did I want her to continue? I said yes to both questions. My penis felt like a rocket about to take off as her finger nails raked my shaft. I turned round to sit on the edge of the table with my legs apart so she could get a good look at my cocktower. As giving handjobs wasn't part of her program I told her to not be afraid to tug my balls, showed her how to encircle the head with her fingers. She got the hang of it stroking my hot rod, squeezing my ballsack, manipulating the glans so the head was like a purple walnut. She was a pro at handling flesh and I erupted spraying strands of milky cum over my stomach. Regan then got a warm wet hand towel and cleaned me up. She told me very seriously that she never gave this treatment to anyone else and I believed her. I told her how much I appreciated that and made another appointment.
The next time I showed up Regan said nothing to indicate that her handjob had been a one-time thing. I told her how great it was to be naked with her after a long day at work and directed her hand to my flaccid penis. She jiggled my balls and fondled my penis while I stood there enjoying her attention. I had to go to the toilet so I asked her to accompany me and showed her how to peel back my foreskin and hold my penis like a hose while I pissed. She was only too happy to comply but balked when I suggested oral sex. She said that she couldn't trust herself to go any farther. I surmised that she might probably be a virgin as she had such a shy demeanor.
She gave me the usual therapuetic massage and then repeated her sensual routine massaging my butt, my balls, stroking my erection and then finishing me as I sat perched on the table with my legs around her waist. In a subsequent session I told her I masturbated thinking of her during the week. She smiled coyly saying I was such a randy guy but I couldn't get her to open up with any sexual revelations. I showed her how I masturbated as she watched raptly but I always let her finish me off which she was only too willing to do.
When I called her a week later to make another appointment her line was turned off. I never found out why she had suddenly closed up. It had been fun.

[M 50s] In contrast to the US areas mentioned by previous correspondents, there are still many massage parlours across the UK as well as private flats [apartments] where ³masseuses² work. Prostitution laws give the latter problems (more than two girls working together counts as a brothel, which is illegal) so the former offer the safest alternative to girls working the streets, generally thought to be dangerous because of drug dependency and risk of AIDS or other STDs.
I¹ve been to several parlours over the years. Services generally range from ³hand relief² to full sex, with most variations in between; actual massage is usually superficial or non-existent, but licensing laws mean that all masseuses are supposed to be trained, so it¹s sometimes given as a preliminary.
I was lucky with my first-ever visit, when I was in my late 20s, very nervous, and went to a central London parlour. After I¹d stripped off and had a shower, I went into a cubicle and lay down before an attractive girl whom I¹d seen on my way in came and explained the charges -- much more than I¹d expected. I told her what I could afford and she gave me a short but sensuous back-rub before asking me to turn over. She undid her dress, exposing her naked breasts, gave my chest and stomach a short massage, then took hold of my bursting erection and used a copious amount of baby oil to wank me. Not surprisingly, I came very quickly and strongly, apparently to her surprise (she was a good actress...). But I felt good afterwards, it hadn¹t been a totally sleazy experience, and I became a regular customer. Subsequently I was lucky enough to find two or three girls with genuinely pleasant personalities whom I saw often, though the turnover is high and those with the most imagination tend to leave the business quickly.
About 18 months ago I discovered a former genuine beauty salon where real massage is still available, with a fixed one-hour time-slot for each appointment -- and a hand job at the end included in the price. I¹ve been seeing a cheerful Czech girl (lots of East Europeans here) who¹s a genuine trained masseuse and also gives some of the best hand jobs I¹ve ever had. After 45 minutes of real massage, easing out my back and leg muscles, her hand moves slowly down between my legs so that she can stroke my inner thighs, balls and by now stiffening penis. Turning over, I¹m greeted by the sight of a smiling face and bare breasts; after some stroking, tickling and kneading around my upper thighs and stomach, it¹s hard to resist once her hands take hold of my cock and I usually come powerfully.
This whole experience is so much better than in ordinary parlours; after a long, restorative massage, my body is far more receptive to a sensual hand job than after a superficial back-rub given by someone who you feel is just calculating how quickly she can separate you from your money. I have a perpetual back problem which means I need to see an osteopath every three months or so; but, in between these visits and for about the same cost, I can now see an alternative therapist who leaves me feeling even better and does me almost as much.

Updated 1/07 [M] Remembering what might be called "the last of the houses" meaning massage parlors does bring back some nice memories. Back in the 70s and 80s they were quite numerous around my town. At the end I can only remember one. It was South of our town and was advertised "modeling" on the sign out front. It was well off the highway in a mobile home. My first trip in was uneventful as I went in to find a room full of lingerie for sale and a Korean woman that had to be well up in her 40s but with a very nice looking body. A week or two later I went back and this time asked her about modeling them for me. She told me it was $20 for a session. I gave her $20 and she took me to a back room and had me set down. She soon returned wearing a skimpy nighty showing lots of beautiful flesh. On her second entrance I was getting quite aroused and was knocking my knees together and started rubbing myself between my legs. The third entrance she was in an even more skimpy outfit and I was getting very aroused. She told me I could take off my pants if I wanted. I told her I'd like her to do it and offered her a $10 tip. She took it and I undressed and laid face down on the table. She went to "massaging" my back side and ended up easing her hand up between my legs and I raised my hips to give her access to my genitals. I was soon almost hurting needing to get off so I turned over. She skipped the "massage" thing and went straight for that thing begging for relief and she poured baby oil on it. I reached over for a feel of her soft flesh feeling up her ass and inner thighs. She then proceeded to give me a wonderful slow hand job and I soon had a belly covered with semen. I guess what lured men into these places was the idea we could expose ourselves to a beautiful woman and have the strange woman fondle and play with our "privates" and have her watch us ejaculate our semen all the while seeing and getting to feel up a beautiful female body. All this certainly adds up to an air of sexual excitement to a man.

Updated 11/06 [M] I was stationed in Korea during my during my first tour of duty in the military. On the base there was a "bath house" that soldiers referred to as the "Steam and Cream". I wanted to find out what it was all about but was always worried that I would be seen and did not want to suffer the embarrassment. After a couple of months on station I had gotten off duty in the early evening during the weekend and since I wasn't a club rat I pretty much had the place to myself. As anyone who has been stationed overseas remembers, the weekend is when the gate town becomes the hot bed of activity so the area where the bath house was located was pretty quiet. I got the courage to go inside and I was relieved to see that the place was empty. A young Korean girl greeted me and ask me if I wanted a massage. The best part is you don't have to worry about being busted by the sex police. I paid her the fee listed for the massage and she took to the back and into a room that had an large bath tub, steam cabinet, and a massage table. She asked me to undress, took my clothes, and asked me to sit in the steam cabinet. While I was in the steam box she ran a bath. I guess I sat in the steam for about 10 minutes when she came back and had me get into the tub filled with warm water where she proceeded to bathe me. As she washed me I started to get an erection. Things were going good until she told me to stand up so she could wash the rest of me. My hard on had subsided a bit by then. The girl told me to close my eyes and when I did she began washing my genitals which gave me an immediate hard on. She rinsed me off, got me out of the tub, dried me off, then had lie face down on the table and tucked a towel between my legs. She gave me the total back massage, back, butt, and down before she told me to turn over. I did not have an erection when she tucked the towel between my legs and she started at my shoulders again. I did start to get hard again but the girl went about her business. When she got through with my feet she gently slid her hand under my towel, tugged on my balls and asked me if I would like a "special massage" for 5 dollars. I said yes and she removed the towel and my dick shot straight up. The masseuse used her fingers to gently tickle me around my balls and stomach. This made my dick feel like it was getting harder than it had ever been. She put baby oil on her hand and slowly gave me a hand-job. It didn't take much time to make me cum all over the place. After she cleaned me up, politely excused herself and left me to get dressed. I went outside, nobody was around, (the perfect crime), got back to a quiet barracks room for a good night's sleep. The joys of ignorant youth.

Updated 10/06 [M 63] (M - 63) I haven't had a massage parlor visit now in quite a few years being that they are now all long gone. In my county it was a new sheriff that did a number on them. The last of them was sometime in the early 90s where I live. I wanted to write about the last visit I had in one of these wonderful places which was surprisingly right downtown in a small city around 40 miles North of here. I ran across it by accident in the mid 90s while on a parts run.
Located on a main street in this town was this small building with a sign advertising "SPA" out front. I thought to myself "you've got to be kidding". I just had to find out if it was in fact one of the good old fashion massage parlors so I parked and went in. It had a locked door and a door bell button. I pushed it and a few seconds later the door opened. Standing there was this young beautiful Korean woman I know in her early 20s wearing a long robe. She explained the prices which was 30 minutes for $30. I quickly gave her the money and she led me down a hall to a dimly lit room. In the room was a chair and small table with a lamp on it. At the end of the room was a double size made up mattress laying on the floor. She told me to undress and lay on the mattress and she'd be back.
I did as she said and laid face down. When she returned she had removed the robe and was wearing a very high little nighty and was showing off some of the most beautiful sexy legs I'd seen in a while. With each step toward me my penis grew by around an inch! She sat on the edge of the mattress giving me a perfect view up her nighty and she started the "massage" on my legs. Needless to say, these weren't the most professional of massages. She quickly made her way up my legs to my back and finished with my back side and told me to turn over. I turned over of course exposing my very erect penis and she quickly worked on my front side.
She then started on that member that was so needing her attention by running her fingers along its length literally running me up the wall. She was now on her knees right by me and I reached over and started running my hand all over her fantastic feeling thighs and up under her panties to her soft ass. She then took a bottle of oil and poured some on my penis. She then wrapped her soft little hand around it stroking it from top to bottom. It felt so good. I soon started feeling the deep tingles inside of a building orgasm and it slowly got stronger and stronger. It finally hit with me rolling my toes stiffening up and deeply sounding off with my orgasmic sounds I make as I had a terrifically powerful orgasm. I ejaculated semen all over my front side like I was once again a teen. The girl said to me "you make lots of cum" when she saw this. I remember just shaking my head yes.
She took a warm wet cloth cleaning up my mess and I dress and left. A few months later I went back wanting to see this young lady again for a repeat performance but I found the place empty. This was the end of an era here. I would like to hear from other readers if there are still some massage parlors still open anywhere. All I can say is I, my hands and that pleasure member down between my legs sure misses these places.

[M] This was at a large house well off the highway outside of town and the big sign advertised it as a "Spa". I was always curious about the place when I drove by it. So, on one afternoon this curiosity got the best of me and I went in. I was met by a very cute little blond with a nice smile on her face. She took me in and showed me around. There were the large baths with tile walls and floors and shower rooms and of course the tables for giving massages. I could only afford a quick visit with a minimum use of the goodies in the place. I paid her and was told to undress and spent some time in one of the big tubs. I then took the large towel and dried off and wrapped myself in it and was led to a table and laid down with a towel covering my butt. I still remember her name since I once had a girlfriend by the same name which was Lisa. She did lots of talking while massaging my back side. In our conversation I brought up getting a little rub down on my front side in that area between my legs. In other words; a good hand job. She said they do not do things like that there and I thought to myself "ah shit!" Soon after this she took one of my hands and was massaging it. Ended up she was looking at it closely and then told me that she could tell by my hands that I wasn't a cop and that I was a working man. Yes; I was a mechanic. With this things changed. Thank goodness! Our conversation then went to this "extra service" and how much she needed to do this. I reached for my pants and got out the money which I think was a $20 bill. She took it and laid it down behind her.
With this she then immediately took off the robe she was wearing and was completely nude. You talk about a body! I then concentrated on that beautiful little shaved pussy down between her wonderful thighs. She removed the towel and had me turn over. The body massage was over and now it was strictly hand job time! I was so ready for this. She oiled me up and slowly began stroking my cock. I asked her if I could touch her (PLEASE!). She said yes but no fingers. I immediately placed my hand on her fantastic ass feeling its wonderful softness and then made my way around to her sweet thighs. Oh she felt good! All the while Lisa went to talking about the next time you come how I should get her pussy and how tight she was and how I'd really enjoy it. I thought to myself "no shit!". I would had sure loved to but this was a crossing a line thing to me plus I knew I'd never be able to afford it anyway. It wasn't long and I felt my orgasm building up and Lisa knew it too and she stroked my cock a little faster and off I went. When it was over my chest and belly was covered with my cum. Lisa commented "I see where you really enjoyed that" looking at the amount I had turned loose. She then went on "just think how good that would have felt it you had felt that while inside of my pussy". She then cleaned me off and away I went.
I'm sure that several days later while inside my wife's pussy I thought about Lisa and her words and the sight of her sweet little pussy just inches from my face and I'm sure I got my rocks off just a little faster and had a little stronger orgasm.

Updated 9/06 [M 62] Occurred back in the 70s and 80s. The massage parlors are all gone now. I'd see them on the highways around town and always thought about trying one out. I figured there was more to them than just a massage. One evening I picked one East of town. It was in a house with a sign out front. I went in and was met by a Korean woman probably in her mid 30s. She was nice looking and pleasant to talk to. Back then the cost was $15 for a half hour massage. I paid her and she took me to a dark room and told me to take off my clothes. I striped down to my briefs and laid face down on the table. A minute later she came back into the room. But, this time she went from a dress to a skimpy two piece swim suit and she certainly filled the suit out nicely. She went to work on my back side, legs, etc. All the while she would let her thighs contact my arm. Oh they felt so soft. Then she had me turn over and it was very obvious that I was very aroused.
Those little briefs could not hide my full fledge erect penis. She proceeded to massage my front side and when finished she leaned in to ask me if I needed anything else. Of course; would I ever! I told her yes but all I had was $7.00. She said that would be fine and left the room to get a warm wash cloth. I got the money from my pants at this time. She returned to the room and removed my briefs. She poured some baby oil on my raging hard on and gently wrapped her hand around it and expertly went to stroking. While she was doing this, I helped myself to getting a good feel of her wonderfully soft inner thighs and her butt cheeks. She had some of the softest flesh I'd ever felt and I know this played a big part and my getting off so quick.
I was sure enjoying the feel of this beautiful strange woman's hand wrapped around my penis. I proceeded to have an enormous ejaculation squirting cum all the way up to my neck, all over my chest and belly. It felt fantastic. I later started visiting another parlor out the South side of my town which had a young Korean girl there who would always strip nude and would also get on the table for me when I wanted and I would proceed to "massage" her which was nothing more than a good feeling up of her wonderful body. She would let me do this until I was about ready to explode and she'd take my penis in her hand and let me squirt my load all over her belly or thighs. I'd often have her rub my penis against the soft flesh of her inner thighs and I'd never take this very long and would blow. I sure miss these places as I had so much wonderful sexual pleasures in them.

Updated 3/06 [M 50] A few years ago while traveling for business, I had been on my feet for days, and one evening thought I should get a massage. There were many different massage parlours in this part of the city. Up to that point I had had a few massages, all of them very therapeutic so was not quite sure of what to expect. When I walked in I was meet by a Asian lady in her 30's who looked very professional. I indicated I was looking for a massage, and booked an hour. She brought me to a room, and indicated I could take a shower, and my attendant would be along shortly. I shower and got on the table, draping the towel over my bottom.
Soon the attendant showed up, a very pretty young asian lady probably around 20. She started out by massaging my upper back and shoulders, and slowly worked her way down my back, running her hands under the towel, before long the towel had disappeared. She continued to work on my legs, starting at the feet and working her way up. Each trip up my legs, seemed to bring them up higher, and soon I felt her lightly brush my balls, while massaging my ass. As she started on the other leg, I soon found she was once again brushing against my balls. She spent considerable time massaging my ass, running her fingers down the crack of my ass, toward my balls, and was soon lightly massaging my balls from behind.
By this time I had a raging hard on. Soon it was time to turn over. She started on my legs and worked her way up, rubbing all around my hard penis. After my legs, she oiled up my entire groin area, and slowly rubbed from my anus all the way over my balls to the edge of my penis, she did this numerous times getting me harder and harder. I wanted this to go on for ever, as it felt like heaven. she continued to massage and rub my anus balls and penis, finally bringing me to a huge climax. It was not what I had expected when I went for the massage, but was worth every penny.

Updated 9/05 [M] This was my first massage ever. She asked me to strip to my undies as she prepared the oils. I had nylon boxer trunks on. She started to massage my legs and slowly worked up to my crotch - then she was inside my thighs. She moved up the leg of my boxers to avoid getting oil on them and she rubbed against my balls, and was now around my crotch. I could feel my erection coming on strong and it popped up like a mountain in my boxers. There wasn't a towel covering me and she was staring at it in a loving way. I was hoping for a hand job and then she asked if I wanted her to relax it. Of course I said yes.
She pulled down my boxers and took them off me. She had some Durex lube and squirted some on my erection, massaging it to warm it. She gave me hand relief, and it was very sensual. I exploded with joy. Each time I go for a massage now I get hard. I now wear tanga briefs instead of boxers and try and stay relaxed but it's difficult.

Updated 7/05 [M] I will tell of my first "Massage" and what it involved in 1980. I was just hired at a new job and my wife had not moved to my new location yet. So being alone I decided to try something new, and that was to get a Massage. I had had buddies talk of getting their dicks rubbed as a side bonus and was very interested in the session.
The Place was "Relax in Fairfax" in Marin County, and it was also a c/o outdoor hot tub and sun deck. I had been scheduled for a 1 pm massage on sat. morning and arrived at 12. You strip in a common area put your clothes in a locker and secure them with a key provided by the attendant upon check-in. I was nude and everyone else is around the sun deck, adults only and some nice bush and beaverage was there to see. I had eye strain and wanted to shower before the massage so I went downstairs to the showers and the water was off. I asked the attendant what was wrong and she came thru the door and walked with me to the showers. I got in and she reached across my body to turn on the water to no avail. She then brushed my dick and bent down to turn a faucet that was off below. She was 1' from my dick and I was semi-hard and she was decent, we made eye contact with my dick between us! She fixed it and told me my masseuse was ready. I toweled of and wrapped up to see the masseuse. I had walked in and she asked me to lay down on the table belly side down. The towel was still on and she told me to remove it! because it would only get in the way.
By that time I was sporting major wood (6") and she was beautiful everything I knew about massage was from stories and James bond movies. You know they rub everything but the towel. She was into everything the butt crack, inner thighs - she was the best I could hope for. Then she asked me to turn over! as I did I expected her to place a towel over my dick but no. I was in heaven, 1st timer and she was hot! She did the standard areas and brushed against my dick it once or twice and she was rubbing my groin area while lightly touching my balls
My dick has a tendency to rise and lower like it is doing pushups when I am really erect and he was starting to leak when she asked me "we have 10 minutes left is there anywhere else you wanted focused on" I was young, naive and thought I would be arrested if I had told her to rub my dick. So I had her rub my hips and thighs, it was all I could do and then she brushed my dick and it just exploded on my chest. She smiled and got the towel and rubbed it off and asked how my first massage was. I would have stolen gold from fort Knox to get money to have her do that again every day till I died! I showered again went upstairs to the sun deck and just ogled the babes rubbing oil on their bodies.

[M 47] I recently went to an Asian nail salon for a fake bake tan. I had been going to this salon for years and had occasionally humiliated myself by prancing around the salon in colorful thong swimsuits while the salon girls laughed and applauded. They had an inkling of my predilection for the unusual. On this trip the owner asked me if I would like a massage. I obliged and was given a nice sensuous massage by a beautiful young Asian masseuse. The massage included a "walking on my back in naked feet" massage. The much older owner, who may have a crush on me, entered the room and said something in Vietnamese to the younger masseuse and both women began to massage me. I was delighted. The younger one asked me if she could put some lipstick on me. I was somewhat shocked but enthusiastically agreed. After application, I arose from the massage table to look at myself in the mirror. I was naked and my firm erection was on display. The older woman erupted into shrieks of laughter and spoke something unintelligible. They seemed to enjoy my lipstick, erection and humiliation. I asked if the younger girl could make my "eyes very sexy" She understood and agreed. She then proceeded to apply eye makeup including mascara, eye shadow and eyeliner. She finished my impromptu transformation with powder foundation and blush. I once again arose from the massage table, sporting an erection and looked at my reflection in the mirror. Once again I was greeted with gales of laughter. I was entranced by the feminized reflection in the mirror. They told me that they suspected that I might like "girlie pampering" and told me of another client who enjoyed the same. They finished my massage with a brief pedicure. (one girl on each foot) and red toe nail polish on the middle toe of each foot. I was in heaven, sexually teased, humiliated and pampered in the same salon visit. On my next visit I will insist on some naughty female attire and pictures.

Updated 5/05 [F] I just wanted to share a massage story with you. Last year, I had my first massage by a man. I was a little uncomfortable at first but he was so good and made me so relaxed. When I was on my stomach and he was massaging my legs, his fingers brushed my pussy so slightly that I thought it must have been an accident. But it happened again when I was on my back. I was so turned on and was getting so wet! I went home and practically raped my husband! For several days afterwards, I couldn't get it out of my mind and I even had to go into the bathroom at work to make myself come! So I made another appointment in another week, specifically asking for the same guy. He acted like nothing happened, and started the massage as usual. This time he didn't just brush against my pussy but rubbed it and I was just dripping. He massaged my breasts and kissed my nipples. Then he turned my on my back and started to rub my clit until I came so hard I thought I was going to fall off the table.
Needless to say, I've gone back several times and received the same "full body" massage from him. My husband has no idea but he gets the benefit of one horny wife! It's so nice to just receive all the pleasure without having to reciprocate once in a while!

Updated 1/05 [M 62] My absolute favourite masseur worked from a proper Traditional Chinese Medicine clinic, recommended me by a very proper person: I was in dire need from a bad fall in bad bad jungle and some too-cold hours on aircraft, wanting healing hands.
Short, broad, stolid, correct: white blouse, black slacks; my fresh unders came off; and freaked at the bruising. Phone consultation: yes it does hurt - all over: please ask (her) to do what’s necessary, and tell me how much…
She fixed my ills, then after a polite question (while holding it) started to massage my erection – the one she’d created while oiling my lower guts. This was bliss (it always is!), but this lady knew exactly how to draw the maximum pleasure out of my cock. I don’t know how long we made me last that first time, but I looked forward to! her next home-visit (and went to a disco that night).
I called it her yoyo technique: she kept me bouncing along that glass ceiling separating me from heaven; she always smiled when I broke it and sprayed everywhere. I’ve always been a quiet shooter – why waste energy on mere noise?
She used both hands in every possible direction and combination. Never fast, and fast’s one thing I still hate, she taught me how to propel with rhythm and delay with a-rhythm – when exactly to pull back - and always when I jumped she smiled. A Joan-correspondent commented on how an Asian masseur continued to stroke him until he was soft, how special it made him feel, no hurry … those orgasms were so wonderful that I went to sleep every time (she took her fee from the drawer but only half the tip I offered). I shouldn't've stopped her fingering my arse.
Who taught her to be so knowing: her clients. Was orgasm an extra: a fully legitimate TCM relaxation technique. Why: there’s no bet! ter way to relax the human body. Did she like such response as mine: yes, now please be quiet. I was building another cataclysmic orgasm: did she ENJOY this: impassive glance, slight smile on sweaty face. Would she allow me to massage her: smile and polite shake, stretched my skin tight to my root and proceeded to take my mind right off the subject til I felt every rip-ripple as my come rocketted up and out! She attended me even when I had a g/f who gave almost as good a massage (etc): two superb ladies, and I often remember almost every single stroke.
Green lining in silver cloud: I introduced g/f and masseur. While g/f enjoyed helping get us all totally unlimbered and with much teasing of both of us brought to a long slow ankle-scratching back-biting fuck-orgasm: oil-smeared she sat there beside us with a beatific smile on her broad dial – but no more troika. ...oh yes, most Chinese wives don’t like it!
Orgasm is just the icing: fend yourself off as long as you can, push back, wriggle, squirm, grunt; and enjoy that ski-jump exhilar! ation right the whole way down to the bottom - you with that great big grin stretched three times 'round your face. Your cock will love you more if you scrub your hands with fine salt and lemon juice.
As another contributor said: All in all it was a very professional if not (a very) friendly relationship.

[M] My wife and I were on vacation recently at a golf resort in Arizona. While there my wife decided to treat herself to a massage one morning after a round of golf. She showed up for her appointment and was met by the resort masseuse, a very attractive, yet strong and athletic woman. She was there for an hour long full body massage. This was a legitimate massage service at the resort and was not sexual in nature by any stretch. After removing her clothing my wife started by laying on her stomach with a sheet pulled up, covering her backside. The masseuse came in and during the hour gave my wife, what she described as simply one incredible massage. My wife said her hands and touch were nothing like she had ever felt in her life. Although the masseuse did nothing of a sexual nature during the massage. My wife did relay to me that when on her back, while the masseuse was caressing her thighs, working her hands slowly up and down each leg, stopping just below her pubic area, she began to get wet. She said the more the masseuse massaged her thighs the wetter she got. When the masseuse moved up to her stomach and started applying pressure in downward strokes toward her pubic area, she said her pussy got extremely hot and she could feel her juices oozing from between her pussy lips.
The masseuse was positioned at the time, standing at my wife's head and was bent over (her own breasts just slightly above my wife's face) with her hands massaging my wife's stomach in strokes from under my wife's breasts downward to just above her vagina. As a side note here, my wife and I have enjoyed xxx movies for quite some time and my wife's favorites (of which her fantasy has always been) are those with women making love to each other. She said the thought of this very athletic attractive masseuse caressing her body brought all her fantasies to the forefront during the massage, and she was not able to control the wetness it caused between her legs during the massage. When her session was over, my wife said nothing of the effect the massage had on her to the masseuse but did tip the masseuse quite well.
After her massage, my wife and I met for lunch in one of the resort's restaurants. She immediately told me her tale of excitement and that she was still wet from the experience. We cut lunch short, almost ran to our room and spent the entire afternoon making love. My wife was very vocal during our love making, telling me how she so much wanted to make a "pass" at her masseuse during and after her massage and how much she wanted to have sex with the woman. She went on to describe in detail to me the various things that she would like to have done to her masseuse and what she would have liked done to her by the masseuse. Her orgasms, which were multiple that day, were accompanied by much talk of how she wanted to cum with her masseuse. It was a wonderful afternoon for the both of us.

Updated 7/04 [M 38] I wrote about my first massage parlor visit a few months ago and because if it I had to make a return visit for my 38th birthday.
The first time was kinda lame compared to this one. The gal I had was the same one as before. I call her my China Doll. A beautiful 26 year old chinese lady with the softest skin you could ever imagine.
She immediately took a liking to me right off the bat. I sensed something way more personal this time. I told her that it was my birthday and that I took off early to spend part of it with her. I also sensed she looked at me directly and liked what she saw.
This time she didn't bother with showers. She could tell I was clean by the way I was dressed (straight from work as a software tech). he helped me out my clothes and didn't leave. She just sat there and watched. She proceeded to give me a deep muscle massage. After about 20 minutes after playing with my balls and tickling my ass she told me to turn over. When I did she just marveled at me. Now I'm not big Joan at all. About 5 1/2 inches from balls to tip of head but she acted like it was a whopper.Maybe cause I'm pretty thick but she commented on it sticking straight up like the leaning tower of Pisa. She said oh, that's good. Its hard already. That was a confidence booster for real. She told me that most men she has cant stand up while lying on there back that they fall over. Not me.
She then started to stroke my dick up and down and fondle my balls. Now last time I came real fast and was embarrassed. This time I lasted a little longer. She kept going and because I had told a female co-worker where I was going and what had happened before she had told me to block it out and think of dead puppies. So I did and was able to make it quite a bit longer than before. She knew I was not going out that easy so she broke out the baby oil. Once she saw that want gonna work she looked at me like "oh no you aren't try to resist me" and put baby oil on the other hand and started massaging my balls and stroking my dick at the same time. Jackpot! I came in gushes. This time she as ready and blocked it with her hand because the last time I shot a few squirts on her clothes and almost hit her in the face.
She then came back with a warm, wet towel and cleaned me up. We shared small talk and get to know you type stuff while she stroked my now limp dick. I must say that was the best birthday present I ever had. Now I'm just waiting to go back again so I can fuck her and make her cum. I want to see how she looks while I finger her clit and fill her with my thick 5 1/2 inches.

Updated 4/04 [M] I just had to write about my first massage parlor visit. It wasn't as juicy as some of the stories I read but it twas good enough for me.
I got there and was greeted by a very beautiful 20 something asian gal. It was at a private home which made me feel a lot more comfortable. She told me I had to pay up front for the massage which I did. She then led me to the bathroom and started a shower for me. I was a bit embarrassed since it was my first time and I had just shaved everything clean so I was very nervous. Coupled with the fact that she didn't speak english very well added to it.
Well after the shower I went to the bedroom where she laid me down and dried me off. She then started massaging me. Her skin was so smooth up against mine it felt great. She the proceeded to work on me for like 20 minutes. After doing me from head to toe she said it's time to turn over. Uh oh. Statue of Liberty here. She looked and said I know you need a little more but it cost a little more. Once I took care of that she went to work with her hand. I felt I was in control until she soaked me with baby oil and went up and down me. That was the best hand job I ever had. It felt great. I don't think I made it longer than a few minutes and I let go. Now I plan to go back for my 38th b-day and get that again. Simply awesome.

Updated 8/03 [M] My girl friend and I broke up, and I haven't had a sex partner for so long I had to look up a "massage" person on the internet. She did her practice at her apartment, and when she answered the door I could see she was about 23 or so and asian, very beautiful with long black hair. She asked if I wanted the "works" and I agreed and paid her the fee. She then told me to remove my clothes while she went to get us some bottled water. I undressed and was already very excited and I had a full erection pointing up as I sat on the edge of the bed. When "Kelly" returned she looked at my erect penis and sat right in front of me and began sucking an licking the head of my penis, her delicate hand around the shaft, and I could see her breasts through her netted outfit. Her breasts where very good size and firm, and her nipples where nice and small pointing out like pencil erasers.
Kelly then stood up and pulled her outfit off and I could see her nude body that was hard and firm. She had nice trimmed pussy hair, and I could see her vagina slit. She stood in front of me while I sucked her nipples and kissed her breasts, and she played with my penis as I did so. Her naked body was such a turn on, and I asked if we could have intercourse with her on all fours doggie syle. She got a condom out, rolled it on my penis, and then got on the bed on all fours. Her back was smooth, and her hair was draped to the side, her hands and painted nails were out holding herself up. I guided my penis inside her vagina and I watched as my penis pushed in and out of her vagina, her labia hugging my penis shaft. I then turned her over and held her legs up and out and inserted my penis again and began thrusting harder inside her pussy. Her breasts where moving in time to my thrusts, and she was holding her legs apart as I thrusted faster and faster. I ejaculated and she knew it and she squeezed her vagina tight around the penis as I felt the last few drops of semen being drawn out. This new experience was great and I slept like a baby that night.

Updated 4/03 [M 37] While I have never been to a massage parlor, my wife has. While we were dating she complained of a stiff neck and sore back, probably from working too much overtime at the computer. I gave her some money and told her to get a massage.
She went to a small place run by some Oriental women. She undressed completely with only a small hand towel covering her buttocks. The lady came in, rubbed some warm oil on her hands then began rubbing my wife's body. After spending much time on her upper body she then worked over each of my wife's legs. Finally she removed the towel, working her hands over each of my wife's ample ass cheeks.
Replacing the towel she then asked my wife to roll over. She did so, covering up her pubic area with the tiny cloth. The lady began massaging her upper shoulders, arms, and neck. She then worked over each of my wife's exposed breasts before moving down to her tummy. After the tummy came thelegs again, before moving up to the thighs.
While working over the thighs the lady moved the towel, exposing my wife's hairy pussy. Although she brushed it several times while working over the upper thighs, she never actually tried to touch the pussy itself. Finally over, the lady stepped out and my wife said she felt much relaxed.
Well, after hearing about this I was anything but relaxed. My cock was so hard it was about to burst the seam in my jeans. She was a little surprised that I'd get so turned on, but the thought of another woman touching her like that was driving me nuts. So she said that I better just take care of all that frustration.
We stripped down and went to her bedroom, where she laid on the bed. While I knelt on the bed beside her, she began demonstrating what the lady had done for her. The whole time I was watching and stroking my painfully hard penis, thinking about the lady touching my wife. When she got to the part about massaging her breasts I lost it and began cumming everywhere. I was aiming at her tits, but came so hard it flew right over her and landed on the far side of the bed. The next wave landed on her arm, then the rest finally landed on her massaged titties.
To this day I still masturbate, thinking about this event, and how I would have loved to have watched.

Updated 1/03 [M] I read your massage parlor section, and I too have been to these places.
I went to my first in Thailand, and I picked my girl in the lobby. She was about 19, and when we went into the room she immediately removed her clothes and then undressed me. We then went into a large bathtub and she washed me all over.
The best part was when she asked me to sit on the edge of the head of the tub and she put warm oil on my penis and balls, then rubbed real nice until I got an erection.
She then washed herself and when we got out of the tub she dried us off and led me to the massage table. This was a great turn on as she massaged me all over while standing naked at the massage table. She then climbed up on the table and sat on my hips while facing my feet. She had her hands on my ankles, and the crack of her buttocks was holding my penis. When I looked I saw her nice smooth back and ass as she began moving back and forth on my penis rubbing it with her butt cheeks.
She then got off and gave me the best handjob I have ever got. The other massage place was local, and it was the same Asian beauty twice. They were hour sessions that began with her coming onto the room with a see through top and bottom. After a little talk she would lead me into the massage room and she would untie her top and let her breasts fall free. Then she took her bottom off and I could see her shaved pussy. She kept her heels on both times as she helped me undress. These massages where genital only, and she took a patient and long time bringing me to erection and slowly playing with my penis until I ejaculated. The extras were that I could kiss her breasts and feel her breasts and nipples. There was no touching her vagina or any where near. We then lounged around nude and talked until my hour was up. This woman was about 26, very beautiful, firm smooth breasts, small brown nipples, and a nice curvy shape with a beautiful sexy slit belly button.
The beast part was when I ejaculated she continued slowly playing with my penis for several minutes looking at my penis and stroking it until it was total soft again. This made me feel special like she wasn't in a hurry.

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