“Welcome to my massage parlor, Wooburn Green HP10″ said the attractive woman standing behind the desk. She had a friendly smile that put even the most anxious of customers at ease.
This was my first visit to a massage parlour and I was both anxious and excited. I knew that I was taking a big risk going to a place like this, but the thought of getting a real massage was too appealing to pass up.
The woman behind the desk instructed me to fill out a form with some basic information and then pointed me towards a room. I took a deep breath and stepped inside.
The room was adorned with rich red curtains, plush carpets and a large massage table in the middle. Soft music played in the background and the scent of incense filled the air. I removed my clothes and lay face down on the table, my earlier anticipations dissolving as my body relaxed into the soft mattress.
The massage began with some light pressure from the masseuse’s hands as she kneaded and stretched my muscles. Gradually, the massage became more passionate and intimate as the masseuse let her hands slide down my body, exploring and teasing my skin, making me moan in pleasure.
At times, she used her elbows to massage deep into my muscles, while other times she took her time working my whole body, exploring the contours of my body with her gentle yet firm touch. She moved her hands slowly across my body, using firm pressure to stimulate my nipples, exploring my body with her warming oil.
My response to her touch was immediate and intense. My body quivered and trembled under her touch, sensations spiraling throughout my body. I loved the sensation of her hands caressing my body, exploring me, and the overwhelming sense of pleasure that engulfed me when I surrendered myself to her massage.
At times, the intensity of the massage grew so great that I felt I would surrender completely to the pleasure and float away. But with each slow and steady move, the pleasure seemed to grow, until finally I was in a state of pure bliss.
The massage ended with a final caress of my body and a gentle kiss on my forehead. I took a long slow breath of the incense-filled air, and realized that all my worries had vanished.
As I made my way back to the reception area, the woman behind the desk smiled at me knowingly. I returned her smile and thanked her for the wonderful experience.
I left the massage parlor in a state of pure bliss and contentment, my body tingling as I walked down the street. I could not help but smile to myself, knowing that I had experienced something truly special and luxurious. I knew that I would return to this massage parlor again and again, never wanting to experience anything else that could quite match the pleasure I had experienced at Wooburn Green HP10.