I’ve never told this story to anyone before, so might as well confess on Reddit.
When I was 19, I spent a summer in London. Some things about it were awesome. The drinking age was 18, the city was fun to explore, and I got to hear a lot of British accents. While that was all great, there was one problem. I didn’t know a single person my age. So, one night, I decided to go to casino by myself.
The ground floor of the casino had a roulette table that was directly in front of a small walk way with a pole in the middle. Attractive girl after girl would come out and dance for a few minutes before retreating into the back. Honestly, the entire situation was a little strange, but I had gone weeks without seeing a near-nude woman in person and by the time I left the casino, I was horny, drunk, and luckily up a few hundred pounds.
On my way back from the casino, I spotted this shitty little massage parlor on a crowded bar filled street. It was open till 3am and you had to walk down into a basement to get into the shop. At this point in my life, I had never even had a massage, but I had a feeling that this was not your normal massage parlor. With the alcohol inhibiting my morals and my curiosity peaked, I decided to investigate. I walked down the stairs and into the dimly let massage parlor. A man in a suit passed me as I waited for someone to come greet me at the hostess stand. After a minute, I was contemplating leaving, but my thoughts were broken by an older asian woman who stepped out from a massage room. “You here for a massage?” she asked. I nodded and she told me to follow her into a room.
The room was small and only really contained a single chair, a small massage table, and a place next to the massage table which contained a number of oils. “Undress, wait, and lay down on stomach” she said, leaving the room before I could ask her any questions. Slowly sobering up, but still drunk enough not to think to hard, I followed her instructions and got under the sheet. After a minute or two, the door opened and a different woman entered. “You want full body?” she said as she started putting oil on her hand. Hoping this was code, I told her yes.
The massage started and it was pretty decent. She got close to my ass, but nothing was really questionable until it was time to flip around. Now on my back, she moved her hands under the sheet and to my thighs. Within minutes, I couldn’t believe how heavy and swollen my cock felt. At that point, it felt like there was more blood rushing to my penis than the entire rest of my body combined. The thin sheet separating us revealed the clear outline of my erection but neither of us had commented on it yet. I felt ashamed but also incredibly turned on as she suddenly stopped massaging me. My mind raced with thoughts. I still wasn’t sure if this was a happy ending place, despite my strong suspicions, and if it was, how I even supposed to initiate that part.
Immediately, the answer became very apparent. Her hand moved to the portion of the sheet which outlined my cock and gave it a playful push. “Big dick, you make many girl happy” she said, her hand beginning to rub the head of my cock through the sheet. Suddenly, she stopped “you give tip?” I nodded and she immediately started to undress. I got my first real glimpse at her as she removed her clothes revealing a surprisingly nice figure. She was probably in her mid 30s and on the skinnier side. The thing that stood out most about her though were her absolutely perfect tits. They were large, but only had the slightest amount of flop to them. My cock twitched in excitement as she grabbed a bottle of lotion nearby and coated her hands. “Lower sheet”, she said in a firm voice.
She approached the table and put her hands on my thighs once more. I slowly reached out with my hand to grab her tits, and she nodded. My fingers played with her nipples as she she slowly moved her hands inwards and closer to my cock. Finally, she placed both of her hands on my shaft and began twisting them. “Such big dick” she said as she began slowly moving her hands faster. The combination of her hands and the oil felt incredible and I truly don’t think I could have jerked myself off better. After awhile, her left hand moved to my balls while her right hand continued to work my shaft. She continued to tell me how big my dick was in broken english and how heavy my balls felt. I could’ve cum on the spot, but I forced myself not to. I wanted to get my money’s worth. As she jerked me, she asked, “tits?”. I wasn’t sure what she meant, but when faced with that question the only wrong answer is no. I nodded and she removed her hand from my cock.
She once more grabbed the oil, this time coating her tits and chest. She got on the end of the table where my feet were and began slowly sliding up my body, her tits pressing against me. Within seconds, my cock was in-between her oiled tits as she continued to slide her body up and down. I felt a wave of pressure building and as she continued to rub my cock in-between her tits. I was using every trick in the book to stop myself from cumming, but she got the best of me. She let out one last line about how much she loved my cock, and I lost control. The first line of cum fired out of my cock and landed on her tits. She continued to move her body up and down as rope after rope of my cum landed on her chest. When she was sure that there wasn’t a drop left in me, she got up from the table and cleaned herself up. We started talking about the price. She said a number, and I pulled it out of my wallet. I’m sure I was supposed to haggle, but I didn’t even know where to begin.
All in all, it’s an experience I am sort of ashamed of, but also very turned on by.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/za7phz/my_first_time_getting_a_happy_ending_massage
So hot. Think I would’ve been a regular from that movement on.
Nice one. Thanks for sharing.
Great story. Out of curiosity, what tricks were you using to keep yourself from cumming?
I went through a phase where I’d get one of these every day on the way home from work