Just fucked a little Asian massage parlor hooker [MF]

It wasn’t the first time I have had a happy ending but it was the first in a very long time. My contraction of the yellow fever happened much earlier when I spent a year fucking this married Asian chick when I lived in Korea. American readers, do not underestimate yourselves. Asian women who are actually from Asia become huge whores when American cock is involved.

Anyways, I walked into the massage parlor to find a line. Unless you have been a John waiting in a line of Johns you probably don’t understand how awkward that can be.

I sat down and waited, idly watching through the blinds on the front windows for suspicious looking cars. As it turns out the line worked to my favor. The guy in front of me was grabbed by this short, toad looking woman who I can only imagine was the Mama-san.

After they disappeared into a room a much younger woman appeared from a door in the back. She, unlike Mama-San, was hot. She was about 4’2, long hair done up in a loose bun, and a slim body just like I have always liked. She was wearing a short dress that revealed nice toned legs. To be honest if I saw that woman at a bar I would be all over her.

“You want massage?”

I replied that yes, I very much wanted a massage. She nodded and gestured for me to enter the room. As I slipped by her in the doorway I caught a faint scent of her perfume, something subtle and flowery. She quickly stepped in after me and shut the door.

The room was dimly lit by a lamp in the corner, a strange selection of Mariah Carrey and Nikki Minaj playing quietly from a speaker in the corner.

“Got to be quiet,” she whispered, stepping close. She gestured to the walls with a faint smile. “We are busy today.” I nodded. I guess that’s why even Mama-San is getting some pipe laid today.

“It $60 for one hour. You want one hour?”

I nodded. I wanted every second of time I could have with that body.

“Cash only. You give money now, massage after.”

I forked over the bills, idly wondering if good old Andy Jackson ever could have imagined his face would be paying for me to get my rocks off in some Asian cunt. I made sure to flash the numerous extra bills in my wallet so she would know I was prepared for some tipping. As she quickly counted I began to undress.

She finished and began to watch me. “Very nice,” she said as her eye skimmed my form. She reached over and laid her hand on my pec as I bared my chest. She met my eyes and withdrew her hand with a guilty grin. I smiled in return, recognizing she is putting on an act but appreciating the effort all the same. It’s not every day I get those gestures fake or otherwise.

She stepped out of the room as I finished stripping. I quickly laid face down on the bed, choosing to cover myself with the washcloth instead of the body towel. A key part in getting these women to fuck is to show you don’t care if she sees you. These girls are very careful with someone who is guarded. You have to show you are willing to break the rules first if you want a happy ending. As I waited I began to notice some soft slapping sounds coming from the next room over. I smirked. ‘Looks like Mama-San is earning her tips today.’

The door swung open and my masseuse stepped in again. She quickly crossed the room, dragging her hand along my towel covered ass on her way to a small table. She poured a bit of oil on her hands and rubbed them together to warm it. Then she began to drag them across my back. The massage that followed was mediocre at best. I didn’t mind. I wasn’t really here for a massage anyways. Her hands worked lower and lower, rubbing larger and larger swaths of my ass and inner thighs. As she got lower she climbed onto the table and knelt over me. Ladies and gents reading this, if your masseuse climbs onto your table while massaging your inner thighs you can be 99.9% sure she is willing to go further.

Eventually she was so deep between my thighs her hands were tickling my balls. I began to slowly rub her leg with my hand. Her skin was soft and warm. After a few moments she climbed down and whispered in my ear, asking if I wanted more. I rolled onto my back and her hands instinctively went to rubbing my chest, her fingers playing with my nipples. She needn’t have bothered with trying to get me worked up. I was already determined to fuck her.

“How much?” I whispered in her ear. My hand found her ass as I said this, curvaceous and firm. She whispered back the price and I whimpered to myself. It was more than I expected. I looked her over in the darkness, her body rubbing against mine. It was with it.

I stood and quickly fetched the bills. She counted them then excused herself to go get cleaned up. As I waited I noticed the slapping sounds from next door had stopped.

She returned and locked the door. As she walked to the bed she pulled her dress over her head. In one sweet movement she was naked as the day she was born. I instantly knew I was going to enjoy this. She had an athletic body, a tight stomach and a big ass. Unlike a lot of fit women this had not affected her tits one bit. They looked like at least C cups.

She unwrapped the condom. With quick efficient movements she placed it over the top of my cock and began to try to unroll it. My cock wasn’t hard yet so she struggled for a moment or two. Finally she took the head into her mouth and began to bob up and down, sucking as she unraveled more and more. By the time the condom was fully on I was mostly hard. She quickly laid back and spread her smooth legs. For a moment I just stared. He pussy was shaven and looked tight as fuck. If you are a man who has had sex you know that the moment before you take a woman, when she has spread her legs to receive a good fucking, is the most glorious sight a guy can see.

She motioned towards me, beckoning me closer. I didn’t waste anymore time. I stepped forward and placed my tip against her cunt. She reached down and pulled my cock into her. She is lucky she guided me or I would have just slammed that sucker in there. I sighed as I entered her. Now this was some quality cunt! I could feel her gripping me tightly, the walls of her pussy clamped down on little Jack Jr.. I thrust slowly a few times, savoring the feeling.

As I thrust in and out of her I saw her eyes flick to the clock on the wall. This pissed me off. If I pay for a pussy she better not be acting like she deserves to be anywhere other than beneath me, taking my cock. In an instant the sex changed. One moment it was soft and sensual. The next I had engaged the hyperdrive. She gasped loudly as my hips cracked forwards driving my cock deep inside her. Her eyes went wide as I threw her legs atop my shoulder and forcibly brought her hips to mine again and again. She began to grunt quietly as I continued, her body jiggling wonderfully beneath me. After several moment I grabbed her ankles and pressed them down towards her head. This angle let me get deeper than before and she began to gasp louder, grimacing as my cock rearranged her guts. I continued to press her feet closer and closer to her head. Eventually they were pressed to the table on either side of her head, her pussy presented perfectly as I claimed her.

After a nice long while I flipped her over and bent her over the table. With one fast jerk of my hips I was inside her again. Her breathing was hard now, the clock apparently forgotten in the heat of my onslaught. I grabbed a fistful of her hair and began to yank her backwards with every thrust, making her meet my every movement. I leaned down so my mouth was next to her ear.

“You like that?” She nodded, her eyes closed and her lips parted in panting breaths. I grunted my approval. “You like my cock inside you?” She nodded again. “I thought so. You like getting fucked, huh? You like being my little bitch?” She moaned, her hips meeting mine hard with each thrust. I went even harder for a couple seconds, my abs actually burning with the effort. Then I pulled my cock out of her and slapped her ass hard.

I laid back on the table. “Ride me, little bitch.” She shakily climbed on top of me and guided me inside her again. She then began to gyrate on top of me, her hips humping against me in tight, fast rotations. I could tell she was getting close, her breathing harder than ever and her thrusts getting faster and faster. I could basically cum whenever I want at his point. I decided to cum with her. Her face was fixed with a tiny frown, her hands pressing hard against my chest.

Suddenly she tensed. For a moment she went rigid and a tiny squeak escaped her lips. At the same time I felt my balls contract and I began to spray her full of my seed. While she gasped and moaned I made sure to let no sign of my orgasm show. My cock can stay hard through at least two orgasms if not three. I wanted to tease her. She eventually opened her eyes and gave me a wide grin. I returned it.

“Keep going.”

I teased her for another ten minutes or so. She was obviously very sensitive, gasping often and thrusting slowly. After a while I whispered that I had cum. She laughed and whispered it was good, she could feel her leg cramping. She climbed off of me and fetched a hot washcloth. While I lay back in sweet post coital bliss she carefully washed my shaft and balls, removing the condom and cleaning her cum from my hips.

When she finished I stood and dressed. She watched me with a little smile, pulling her dress back over her shoulders. I couldn’t help but give her ass a healthy smack before it disappeared. She giggled and suddenly threw her arms around me. In an almost innocent moment she gave me a chaste kiss on the lips.

“We are not supposed to kiss here,” she whispered, blushing. “But I wanted to say thank you.”

She walked me towards the door of the sleazy little place, her arm on mine. “What is your name?” She blurted out suddenly, her eyes burning into mine.

I smiled. “It’s Jack. What’s yours?”

“Mei.”

“That’s a pretty name. I like it.”

She smiled again. “Will you come back?”

I shrugged. “Maybe? It depends on if I am in the area again.”

We reached the door of the parlor. I was glad there was no one in the waiting area or it would have been pretty obvious I had just fucked her. She turned to me, and let he hand slip away from my arm. “I hope you come again. Thank you so much, Jack.” I nodded and with a tiny wave of goodbye, pushed open the door.

Hope you all don’t mind the length here, I got a little into the memory. It was a good fuck and if I am honest I will probably go back again. It’s been a while since I had Asian pussy that good.

Anyways, comment if you have questions. I honestly don’t care about any of your moral codes or views and am fully aware of what an STD is just as a preemptive answer. Just post if you are not a stick in the mud and want in on the fun! Go wild!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/eq76fj/just_fucked_a_little_asian_massage_parlor_hooker