My First Asian Massage Parlor Experience

his story takes place almost 15 years ago when my wife and I were living in a more busy part of Southern California. At the time, I was daily driving my motorcycle to and from work/graduate school through SoCal traffic. All of the saddle time resulted in me being incredibly stiff and sore in the shoulders, back and hips.

The commute was terrible and only made slightly tolerable because I was able to cut my commute time in half. I was spending 45min-1hr commuting each way and if I were to drive a car, it would have taken me over 1.5 hrs during rush hour times. I had heard of stories of happy endings at sketchy massage parlors and after doing some research on Rubmaps, I decided on a fairly high rated parlor on my route home.

As I entered the facility, I was greeted by an older asian woman asking 30 min or 1 hr. I said 30 min and she replied, "$30." I handed her $30, which I thought was a pretty damn good deal for a 30 min massage. She guided me into a room with dim lights and classic zen music in the background. She told me to take off my clothes and lie on the table. I stripped naked and threw a towel over my ass as I laid face down on the table.

After 30 seconds or so, I heard the door open and I lifted my head to see a cute asian woman in her 40s wearing leggings with a tight tank top. She smiled when I looked up and told me sweetly to relax and put my head back down. I asked her name and she replied, "Wendy." She put down a tray with towels and oil onto the table beside the bed. She slid a pillow under my ankles and lifted the towel and turned it 90 deg to be lengthwise along my back. The massage was very average at best along the back and shoulders but that’s not why you’re reading this.

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Things got interesting as she moved down towards my legs and hips. Lathering my leg with warm oil, she began with long strokes up into my groin region getting closer and closer to brushing her fingers across my balls. With each stroke, I could feel myself involuntarily lifting my hips to give her more space to reach into my groin.

I inhaled sharply as she eventually brushed her fingers across the base of my ball and across the tip of my cock, which was tucked underneath. She got the hint and began focusing her time along my groin region and even started brushing her fingertips across my taint area between by asshole and balls. It was driving me crazy which she could sense as she continued to focus her time there.

After about 2-3 minutes in the area, she asked me to turn over and by that time, I was semi-hard. I could feel my dick flop against my stomach as I turned over adjusting my towel. She placed the pillow under my neck and head and started gently rubbing my stomach with small amounts of oil.

The sensation of touch above my pubic area was driving me crazy and she looked me in the eye and asked if I wanted her to help me finish. I nodded my head and she slowly lowered the towel to reveal my now throbbing cock. She got the warm oil again and started gentle rubbing underneath the head of my cock as she began gently rubbing beneath my balls. She eventually started to rub the length of my cock into a jerking off motion before changing pace and focusing on the head. Alternating between jerking the length of the shaft and back towards the head was putting me on edge.

I started to gently buck my hips bending my knees giving her more access to massage beneath my balls and against my asshole. The pressure of her fingers along my ass and her stroking was too much and I whispered to her that I am going to cum. She did not stop stroking and I shot rope after rope up into the air and onto my stomach. I probably shot about 3-4 strong cumshots onto my stomach before continuing with a few more smaller shots. I had to put my hand on her arm to get her to stop stroking because it was getting way too sensitive.

She looked at me and said, “wow, you had a lot inside of you.” She turned grabbing a warm towel from the towel warmer and started to wipe up my cum. She went out of the room and washed her hands and came back with another damp, warm towel to wipe me down. She then gave me a gentle neck massage until my 30 minutes was up.

She gave me time to get dressed and when I came out, she had a small water bottle waiting for me. I asked her how much I should tip and she said $40. Handed her the cash and rode home. I ended up going back to that same masseuse probably 10-15 times over the next 3-4 years while we lived in that area exploring many other things than happy endings. I tried a few other places but that first place will always be one of my favorites. We’ve since moved away and I’ve found a few other AMPs but none will ever be as great.