A few years ago I was in a rough place in my life, on the brink of divorce, me and my wife weren’t being intimate. I’m talking months of not having sex and too depressed to sort my self out physically.
I’d kept myself in shape and well kept, but my wife wasn’t interested in the slightest, she was barely talking to me. My day would involve waking up while it was dark, jumping into my van and going to work for 12 hours then coming home when it was dark, I had no life for around 6 months.
Anyway, on this particular day I’d been booked into a Thai massage parlor to do some electrical work, pretty close to my house. I arrived and the place was completely locked up, I tried the phone number I was given and to my surprise a huge Russian man appeared next to me. This guy was straight out of a movie, a mountain of a man, grey slicked back hair, overweight and a thick accent which I could barely understand.
Turned out this Russian was the owner of the massage parlor. So he rushed me in the door, slammed it and locked the door behind me. He’d been cut off by his electricity provider and I was there to give him his power back.
Obviously I was being paid by my firm for this work, but he was overly excited as if I was there to do him a favour. I dropped my tool bag to the floor and bent down into the cupboard, and got to work. There was a little small talk between us, I hear him heavy breathing behind me as he lit up a cigarette.
About 40 minutes passed, and i had just finished up the job, no one had come or gone from the front door and I was under the impression it was just him and I in the building.
I stood up and turned to ask him if he was happy with what I had done, before I put my tools away. “Yes, excellent work” he said as he reached out to shake my hand, when he had let go of my hand there was a wad of 20s in it and I immediately declined the money and gave it back to him.
Out of nowhere, the most beautiful Thai woman I had ever seen appeared from out back, she was around 5ft 3, not too slim but not super curvy, in the tightest black dress I’ve ever seen. The dress was completely black, with enough material to cover her breasts, stomach and the tops of her thighs. It was only when I had locked eyes on her that I realised this place didn’t give out massages.
She disappeared out back, the Russian man turned to me again “you like the look of her, aye” I blushed a little bit, sex hadn’t been on my mind in a long time, but I could feel the butterflies in my stomach, the warmth in my boxers as the blood started to flow south. All thoughts of my miserable life had gone out the window, my mind hit the gutter. I wanted my way with that woman.
I asked the man if I could use the bathroom, he paused before responding, I wanted the bathroom to sort myself out, and he clearly knew this. He directed me out back. I followed his directions through the maze of corridors to the letter, but ended up in a small room out back with just a couch and a TV in it. I turned to leave the room and the Thai woman appeared next to me.
Before I could apologise for being in the wrong place, she grabbed my semi hard penis, it rose to occasion in a second, she brushed her shoulder past me, hand still on the front of my work trousers and gently pulled me into the room.
We were stood in the middle of the room and i hadn’t realised there was porn on the TV, just muted. She dropped to her knees in front of me and began to undo my belt, I stared at the TV in shock, I had no idea places like this existed. She started to pull my trousers and boxers down towards my ankles. If I had taken that money would this be happening?
Then it happened, my cock, hard as a rock was in her mouth. Well, the head of my cock was, she was gently sucking around it which felt amazing.
The problem is. I hadn’t had sex in 6 months, and i used to get it most days, so I was a little worked up at this point and it kind of changes you, turns you into an animal. I reached down and pulled her dress off of her chest, perky beautiful pale tits, I was in heaven. I grabbed a handful of her hair, and began to thrust deeper and deeper into her mouth. She braced herself, her hands pushing against my bare thighs. But she was small, and I’m not, her offering herself to me that day meant she was my fucktoy, except I had no interest in fucking any part of her but that beautiful mouth.
I pulled out and pushed her against the sofa, my animal instincts taking over, I had to dominate this woman, and that I was, her head against the bottom sofa cushion. I pushed both of my balls into her now dripping wet mouth, her lips gripping around them. I started to wank, it felt amazing, months of nothing, now this.
I had one foot on the sofa, the other on the floor, I pulled my balls out while I pulled myself off and pushed her head lower, her tongue in my arse hole, if you haven’t had it done, I recommend it, it’s unbelievable. She reached up and grabbed the base of the 8 inch baseball bat which was ready to fuck her mouth with again. She took over with the wanking while her tongue worked my sensitive arsehole.
My legs started to quiver, I had to blow my load, I stepped off of the sofa and pushed my cock into her mouth, before she could brace herself, I was in her throat, long thrusts accompanied with the gagging sound that turns every man on. Tears ran from her eyes as I began to cum, I pulled out, she was in shock, my left hand had the woman’s hair wrapped around it, I pulled her head back so she could recieve her prize. My hand struggling to keep a grip on my cock from all of the saliva. Ropes of cum shot up her face and hair, I covered her face, her mascara running down, lipstick smudged and my semen had ruined a perfect looking woman. I jerked and jerked, every last drop, 6 months worth absolutely painting her face.
As soon as i was done, I went back out front, collected my tools and wished the Russian a good rest of his day and left. Everytime I drive past now I always think about going back, wonder if the unnamed Thai woman would see me again.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/nnydw8/mf_brothel_experience