My very first experience at an AMP was a few months after getting divorced, pre-COVID. During that time, I was getting my shit together and making a game plan of what I wanted to do throughout the adjustment. I heard of HE before and knew the gist of what it was about, but I didn’t know how to go about it until I wanted to get one. I can’t remember exactly how I ended being introduced to Rubmaps, but I used that as a reference for research. I was new to the whole thing and didn’t have any idea what I was doing, just what I wanted. I ended up going to a place that was relatively close to me in the city. I passed this place a few times before and never made note of it.
The first time I went, my heart was racing. I was getting anxious, but I pushed through because I wanted a HE so bad after being alone for a while. How sketchy the place looked didn’t help the feeling. I walked up to the door, rang the bell, and waited. Mamasan opens the door. An older looking Korean or Filipino woman, maybe mixed. A bit on the chubby side with ample sized breasts hiding behind her shirt. She asked if I made an appointment and I replied “Walk-in” as calmly as I could. “Ok honey come in” and I walked in with the door closing behind me she then followed with a “call first next time, okay honey. First time?” – “yes!” I don’t know why I sounded excited, but I was and it showed. I didn’t even think to call, just assumed they were open. There was another woman inside, but I didn’t get a good look. Mamasan talked to me for a bit and took me to a small room in the back. She asked me what I wanted and I said “everything” while I paid for the first portion of just the massage for an hour.
I made it this far at least, I might as well dive into it since I don’t know how this stuff pans out. She leaves to get supplies, and I strip down completely to lay on the massage table. She comes back in and gets to work on my body. She started on my back which felt nice, I couldn’t remember the last time I had a normal message and she initiated some small talk. Her English was basic enough to carry a conversation. I had completely forgotten why I was there until she got to the point where her fingers lightly braced my balls and asscheeks. I wanted more but didn’t know what the hell I was doing, so I slightly adjusted myself only moving my hips so I could feel her brush against my ball again. I heard a giggle from her and squeezing my butt with an audible “Nice”. She continued teasing me with her hand before going back to what was a normal massage on my lower half.
I kept thinking about what I am supposed to do or what I should do, how should I do it. Getting aroused by the thought of it until she said those magic words “turn over.” I turned around to lay on my back and my cock was standing at attention throbbing slightly. She made no mention to it and massaged my chest for a bit. Eventually, she leaned in and asked if I wanted a HE or a BJ (which in later visits would be BBBJ). I opted for just a HE and she told me the price which I agreed to. I came to the AMP with enough 20’s just to be prepared. She smiled and went right to work. She got the oil and rubbed my cock slowly commenting on how big I am. Doing the basics of sexual complimentary commentary. The first time I went to touch her throughout the massage I just groped her ass. Her ass is FAT, I am talking about this Asian Mamasan who wasn’t pretty in the face and had a thick, plump ass. She was obviously doing some kind of exercise because there aren’t Asians who are blessed with this kind of ass. She pulled her pants down and I can see the thong she wore just devoured by those ass cheeks. I fondle and squeeze her ass, kissing randomly, making her giggle a little, and jump. Warned her I was going to cum and she stroked faster and busted long strands of cum up to my chest and down her hands. She kept stroking until she gently squeezed out every last drop.
She was smiling and giggling “That was big honey. I like.” She cleaned me off, left to grab a hot towel, and brushed me off with that. I was laying there in complete bliss busting a fat healthy nut everywhere. After she was done wiping me down, she asked if I wanted a bottle of water while I took my time getting dressed. I was light-headed admittedly. Eventually, she escorted me out to the door, squeezed my but with another giggle. Hugged me, telling me to come back and ask for Lisa. I left that place to go home and take a shower. Had a well deserved nap after that.
Lisa, the woman who became my first AMP masseuse. Like I mentioned before is basically a mamasan. She is a 7/10 overall – looks are average and nothing to WOW about, body is chubby, but toned – and she takes care of herself as a standard industry professional. The best thing about this woman is her ass in my opinion, not too big and far from small. The kind of ass you can hug and wrap your arms around. I would say a few weeks later, still within the same month of my first time, I met Lisa again. Before I did, I continued from time to time going through websites or forums on how to be better at just, doing the whole AMP thing. When I was ready, I took out more cash than I needed for a massage just in case. I had a plan, but they aren’t 100% followed depending on my mood. At this point, I was a little more confident. I called to schedule something with Lisa, I got scheduled in the next 30 minutes to see her. Most likely she ain’t busy, a score for me. I got myself mentally prepared, double checked if anything down under needed a trim, and got my shit together to head out. I got to the place on time, rang the doorbell, and the door opened automatically. Lisa greeted me with a smile, gave me a hug, tussled my hair (I have long hair, I don’t know why she did that), then led me to the back. Told me she would be back and get ready. I took no time at all, I got completely undressed and laid down on the table.
She came in with her things, turned on the heater and music. I heard a giggle and my butt getting squeezed. She must really like my ass or just ass in general because of the compliments and touching before getting to the massage. I took a deep breath and relaxed as best as I could as she started on my back. We talked a little bit, told her I needed attention on my shoulders since there is always tension there. Had to instruct on the kind of pressure I wanted now that I had a little confidence. After about 25 or 30 minutes, she started on my back, then my legs, and up to my head to work my shoulders a little more. It is at this point; I just went and ran my hand up and down her leg to her ass. Nothing was said between us and every opportunity I got when she was close, my hand went right back to her ass. After a few minutes of that, I felt her drag the tips of her fingers against my inner thighs, my balls, my ass. I gestured for her tights to come down, and she exposed that beautifully plump, Asian Brown Sugar of an Ass. Hell yeah!
She told me to flip, and at this point, I’m rocking a chub that is getting hard. My cock is going between full mast & half-mast. She continued her massaging techniques where most of them were legitimate until getting close to the end where it became more erotic. Although, through all this, her pants were still halfway down underneath her ass causing her to geisha walk up and down the table while she giggled. Lisa deftly brushed her fingers against my balls and up the length of my cock. She was enjoying the teasing and making my cock get hard and twitch. I didn’t care if her compliment of me having a big cock was a lie, I came here to be lied to and have a very attentive, full body massage. As her hand rested against my cock, she leaned in to ask me if I wanted a HJ or BJ. I asked her how much for each of them (I am not going to remember these prices). Since I had the HJ before, I paid a little more for the BJ. She smiled and agreed, got a wipe to clean off my cock, and took it into her mouth. At first, it was teasing, her tongue swirling around the head while she adjusted her body to have her ass right against the massage table for me to play with. It’s been a while since anyone went down on me, so it felt great. In reality, well, it could have been better. It was a combination of more of BBBJ with more of HJ, she didn’t go far enough to have more sensation, but at the time I didn’t care. Getting closer to euphoria, I told her I was close and she began stroking my cock even faster and placed her hand at an angle a little above my cock while it was pointing towards my chest and unloaded hard. I know she could feel my cock throbbing in the palm of her hand while my cum pumped out onto her other hand and over my stomach. She smiled saying something along the lines of “another big one!” I couldn’t manage words and could only give her a moan of agreement. She cleaned off her hands and my body with a towel, left the room to return with a hot towel cleaning my mess further before using a different side to wipe away the oils for the massage. We talked a little bit more, she made comments that it was a lot of cum for a big cock and she liked it. That is gonna keep me coming back, a good massage, happy ending, compliments – yes, make me feel special, that’s the experience I am paying for. Now that we are all done, I get dressed and place the money on the table with a little extra as a thank you. She asked if wanted bottled water, I declined. She grabbed the money, counted it, smiled, and thanked me. She walked me out, ended with a hug and kiss on the cheek telling me to come back and call anytime.
I was happy, I was more brazen with my efforts, got a new experience, and an opportunity to try and do more while learning what can, can’t do. Lisa was going to be the main woman I go to, my experiment.
Since Lisa is my go to experiment girl. With each subsequent visit, I got bolder. With more exposure to ways to find AMP and learn how to communicate through trial and error, I get better. She isn’t the best looking woman, but her personality sure makes the experience good, basic massage skills could use some work. As I said before, she is about a 7/10 (I might be being generous) – but I am not being generous about that ASS – fuck it was something.
This has been another few weeks that go by. I have neglected myself due to the stress of divorce shit, work trouble, and poor health thanks to a dip in mental health. I was functioning at a basic level which is acceptable, but not on par with who I am. Sexual frustration was high, and I just needed a pop. I call up Lisa and ask for an early morning appointment, around an hour after they open. Figuring when I wake up, a massage would be wonderful. Unfortunately, I woke up earlier than expected and couldn’t go back to sleep. It was as if I was teasing myself and building up for 4 hours until my appointment. Every time I thought about how I was gonna run my hands against that fat ass and brush my fingers against that Korean/ Filipino asshole and pussy, my dick was getting hard from anticipation. Moments where I visualize her hand stroking the length of my cock, filled with smiles and giggles got me aroused. Just thinking about it now and typing it gives me a slight chub.
I left early to get to the MP so I would arrive there on time. Rang the bell to meet Lisa at the door with a smile. The usual small talk – “Hi Baby, how are you? Haven’t seen you in a while.” With a kiss on the cheek (still Pre-Covid era). Lisa was wearing the typical athletic gear. Tight sports leggings, workout bra, and a pink Nike shirt. She leads me to the back, I take out the amount for the 1 hr massage plus extra for a HJ service with a tip (because I want her to be EXTRA nice to me). I disrobe, stretch a little since it was still the morning, and laid right on the table. She arrives with her oils, places a towel between my legs, and starts her massage.
I personally like a good massage, even if it’s not professional because I know where it’s going. Though while she starts right at my back, I relax for a bit until she works out those kinks. Then my hands reach out to grab that ass, which is met by a giggle. Every time she gets close enough for me to grab, my hands rubbed between her thighs, against her ass, pressed against the mound of that clean shaven pussy. This continued for a while, up until she signaled we were about halfway done with the massage at the 30 min mark. She dropped those leggings to her ankles revealing a red thong. That sexy, brown sugar of an ass just ate up that thong like it was hungry. Again, every time she got close, my hands were on her. fingers rubbing against her pussy feeling the heat of her arousal. Made her jump a few times with my fingers brushing against her asshole. I was just having fun with it, no penetration.
This time was different given how horny I was. The moment she told me to flip, my cock was already at half-mast. She didn’t have to do all the teasing since I was getting my handfuls. Lisa started rubbing my cock, I reached out to fondle her breast (which I hadn’t done the previous two times). Fucking cock blocked? I could play with that pussy, but not her breast? – This was new, I kept trying here and there, but was denied each time. I gave up, she might not be into that or something else, rather not push. Though I told her I wanted her on the table with her facing my cock. She giggled and said okay, got on with nothing but her shirt. She hovered a little over my hips and stomach. She kept stroking my cock and playing with my balls. I wanted more, so much more, and asked her for a FS. Denied that – I laid back staring at the ceiling, just thinking and letting that sink in. So close, but no cigar. With a heavy sigh, I accepted that and just played with her pussy with my fingers until I got bored. Then I put my mouth on that pussy, eating her out while my cock was firmly in her hands. She moaned a little, said something inaudible to me. Lisa adjusted her body to be more accommodating. I was pleased to see that Asian brown sugar of an ass right there to enjoy, the pretty pink pussy of hers outlined by the brown skin tone was hot. I stared and grasped it in admiration with how clean, and tight that ass was. I went to town on that pussy and when I was close, I gave her a heads up. She started stroking faster, giving me words of encouragement, telling me sweet lies. My hands went from her hips to grasping those pedicured toes while my hips gently buck like I am trying to get a deeper handjob. I exploded two long strands of cum, which made Lisa shriek a little with how far it shot it up, while the rest of my cum erupted like a volcano, I could feel it drip everywhere.
I could hear her tell me that was a lot, and her fingers were proof. Globs of cum thickened and dripped down her knuckles. Lisa had to use her other hand to catch what was dripping off. She used that towel on both of us for the cleanup, put her thong on, and ran out the room quickly. She came back within a few minutes with a hot towel and two hot hand towels. The hot hand towel to clean the messy area again and my mouth. The regular hot towel to clean the rest of the oils off my body. Once we were done, I dressed up, she gave me a shot of mouthwash (I learned later what that was all about), a hug, a few more compliments, with a few squeezes of my butt. Before she led me out the door she asked for my number. I panicked and gave her my throwaway number (used for hook-ups, websites, the average weed guy). It caught me off guard, and I am happy I reacted the way I did. because after a week or so of my absence, I get a text from that number asking if I want an appointment.
It wasn’t the last time I saw her, but next was definitely my last.
But this time was my last time. There are no hard or ill feelings against her. Though it is time for this baby bird to take flight from his nest. As I have mentioned before, Lisa was my first AMP experience and while I was without a doubt a greenhorn, it was a great opportunity to familiarize myself with this whole new world. I have gotten lucky, I have done good things, meh things, and things I should not have. Still, I did plan on this session being my last. It has been roughly a month or a month and a half since I saw her. Work was getting annoying, stressful, dating here and there was nothing but talking, and I kept to myself most days trying to recuperate from mental exhaustion. Every week or two, I would get a text on my throwaway number from Lisa. Every text I had to decline either because I did not feel like it, too exhausted, or wanted to spend my money elsewhere.
Eventually, I had my shit together. Had not masturbated in almost a week and was going to jerk off until I got the idea in my head to let Lisa take care of that. Things were slowing down, so why not treat myself? Before I contacted Lisa I scheduled an appointment with the clinic to do some “wellness testing” after my last DATY (Dining at the Y) with her. I was going to DATY again; might as well go out with a bang was my logic. I texted Lisa that day for an appointment and scheduled something with her late afternoon tomorrow (She is hardly ever busy like that). My anticipation for Lisa’s appointment got me riled up and knowing it was tomorrow added to the excitement. Throughout the day I fantasized about what would happen and got many erections throughout the day. My sexual frustration only grew at work with the thought of a female coworker seeing my raging cock pressing against the seams of my pants. I began fantasizing about getting blown in the backroom by one of the female coworkers (even the office mom who was probably in her late 40’s – tasty MILF). The rest of the day after work, I did minor maintenance and spent the day like normal.
Tomorrow rolls around and it’s the day. I go to work like normal and work hard that day to distract myself from my thoughts. Admittedly, I stared at a co-worker’s ass – Petite light-skinned Latina. Started fantasizing about bending her over the desk while fucking her right there. I was caught staring, and even though she is familiar with who I am (appropriately dubbed ‘The quiet guy’) I made eye contact. Internally I was panicking and just smiled, which caught her off guard since not many people saw me smile genuinely. The rest of the day passed by without incident. As I get ready for my appointment, I change clothes and make my way to the parlor. I am greeted by Lisa at the door; she smiles, gives me a hug, kiss on the cheek, and squeezes my ass. Small talk starts about why I haven’t come to see her, giving her the explanation of just being too busy. She walks me to the back in one of the rooms, I put the cash on the table with a little extra and start to undress. I propped up on that table, lay down completely naked, and waited until she came in with her stuff. Lisa begins her massage at my shoulders while we make small talk, she throws compliments once in a while and squeezes my ass a few times when she massages my lower back. The massage was a lot better this time around, full-body, light pressure with a focus on my lower back and shoulders. She started to tease me by sliding her fingers up the inside of my thighs. I spread my legs a little further apart every time. The tips of fingers then gilded against my inner thighs, against my ass while sometimes between my ass. My cock was getting harder, pulsating with each tease grazing my balls. I was glad to have adjusted myself to lay down so it wouldn’t be uncomfortable laying on my stomach. Every other part of me got attention as normal. Throughout the massage, I would find myself rubbing her thighs and ass. Leaning in to kiss her ass cheeks a few times. She lifted up her shirt a little to show that chubby stomach and took off her pants revealing a bathing suit bottom. I have always enjoyed seeing a string of cloth between those cheeks of hers. When the flip came, I was aroused, but not at full mast. She stood above my head and massaged my chest with her breast falling into my face (but still covered). Walking around, I stopped her for a bit and fingered her gently. She smiled and giggled, but I felt how moist and hot she was. She goes to reach my cock and strokes it a little bit. She gave me a smile and left the room quickly to return with a hot towel. She cleans the oil off my cock and balls and puts her mouth over the head of my cock for an unexpected BBBJ – I thought it would be a covered one. It was a mixture of her mouth and hand jerking me, it felt good I couldn’t help but moan. I told her to get up on the table with me, and she smiled. Again I see this beautiful brown sugar ass Asian straddle me 69 style. Bent-over exposing that pussy and asshole while feeling that mouth consume me. I let my fingers slide inside her for a bit and DATY for a bit myself while groping her ass. My hands glided from her hips all the way down to her ankles and back up. Lisa would suck me off, only the head and a little past that while also jerking me off.
She could taste my pre-cum and knew I was close and felt her pick up the pace a little after adding some oils to her hands. With her encouragement, I was getting closer, but before I orgasmed I told her I wanted her to lean down more so I could see her ass. Lisa obliged lifting her ass up, arching her back so I could take in the sight of the thickest Asian ass I have seen. Spread her ass cheeks apart along with using my thumbs to spread her pussy lips a little, I was getting closer. My fingers tightly gripped Lisa’s ass – I cummed hard, shooting a few thick strands of cum. Every time I erupted cum, my cock jumped in her hand that was firmly grasped around my cock. I could hear the surprise in her voice and a little bit of panic. Her hands we covered in my cum, dripping from her knuckles and my cock. I could feel some of my cum pool on my stomach and run down the sides onto the table. “Wow.” I couldn’t utter a word, but she went right to cleaning me up with a towel as well as herself. She got partially dressed and ran out of the room to get a hot towel to clean the rest of me off. Lisa came back with mouthwash, a hot towel, and a few hot hand towels, and a small bottle of water. I was light-headed, breathing heavy, and in my own little world. She made small talk, I responded as best I could while she used the hot towel to clean up my mess and wipe off as much of the oils as she could. Offered me a shower, which I declined. Sitting up, she handed me the mouthwash. And once I was done, she used one of the hand towels to wipe my face. I could hear compliments coming from her which I didn’t even register. She then handed me the little bottle of water which I sipped on while getting dressed. Lisa helped me dress (which hasn’t happened before). We exchanged pleasantries while walking out the door, said goodbye with a hug, a kiss on my cheek, and she playfully squeezed my ass with both hands as I walked out the door.
When I got home, I took a long shower, ate, and went to bed. The next day or the day after that, I went to my appointment at the clinic. I go through all the questions, get blood taken, do the pee test, and all that jazz. Came back to the clinic a week later to get my results, all clean. Surprised, but nonetheless happy (I have a tendency to overthink things). I used to get texts from Lisa roughly the same amount after that. Since then I hadn’t responded, and eventually, the text stopped once I blocked her number. Although I was done with Lisa, I wasn’t done with AMP’s. After roughly a month, I found a new place and new set of girls that were exactly what I was looking for. Just like the advertising pictures, I saw before. A new place, a new me, and a whole lot of degenerate fun after this.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kudyqg/i_m_ventured_into_the_world_of_amps_after_divorce