Chapter 84 [R-18]

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The man at the Japanese restaurant explained to me what it meant to call a massage. So, it wasn't a regular massage, but a slightly erotic massage. It was regular, but... I think it was called an erotic massage. To put it more simply, it was a caressing experience given by a real professional who specializes in that.

He explained in detail that it was a massage that was not done with clothes on or covering up, but with clothes off, and it seemed like he was rubbing the vagina directly with his penis as if caressing it.

If that's the case, then I asked if they would also have sex... I mean, insertion, and they said I could if I wanted... Their voices were trembling, as if they were getting excited just thinking about it.

On the contrary, he told me not to worry, that he would never have sex or anything like that if I didn't want to.

As soon as I said I was okay, he immediately called me, saying he had someone he knew in advance just in case, and told me the hotel name, room number, and precautions.

I gave my permission, thinking, "Just to the extent that I allow it… Rubbing your vagina on top of mine is not considered penetration, so to that extent…," and after hearing that, the other person asked the old man if he could change me.

"Yes, hello…."

[Ah~ Hello. Your voice is so pretty. It's not that I'm talking about something else, but since it's your first time, I was worried you might be nervous, so I asked you to pass the call on to me.]

"Oh, yes…."

[This is called a clitoral massage. When a woman does it for the first time, it can be very embarrassing and some people find it awkward, but in fact, many women who live alone call it, and couples who want new stimulation like now often call it. There is nothing to be nervous about, and you don't have to worry. You said you don't want penetration, so are you worried?]

"Yes, of course."

[Ah, honestly, since the masseuse is a guy, if you tell her that she is really pretty and that she is your ideal type, you might lose your mind and that's when that happens, but don't worry. I don't know about other people, but my job is to provide massages and care for women, and I often give regular massages, so celebrities, models, and people whose names you've heard of in Gangnam have all passed through my hands. When I develop a sense of professionalism, I can stop my self-control the moment I say, "No!" If you're anxious, I can give you my original work business card.]

"Oh, no. It's okay."

[Oh, are you leaving now? Could you tell your lover that I will be there in about 20 minutes, so she can take a shower first?]

While talking on the phone, I followed the man by the arm and reached the hotel lounge. I told the man what the masseuse on the other end of the phone had said. Then the man said he understood and took me into the elevator.

[You may be really nervous and worried at first, but you don't have to be. If you have a scent you like, I will use it with reference to the aroma oil. Do you have a favorite scent?]

"Huh? Uh… a relaxing scent?"

[Yes, then I will prepare an oil blended with orange scent as the base.]

Somehow, when I talked to him on the phone, it felt more normal than I thought. He spoke politely, and although she must have known that it was going to be a dirty massage, he didn't give off that feeling at all except when he first mentioned it, so I was able to relax a little.

The masseuse finished preparing and left, telling me to shower first as he would arrive in 20 minutes. After hanging up the phone, I finally looked at the elevator and saw that it was already on the 27th floor.

Even though I came all this way, I wasn't even on the top floor. Are there really people staying in this tall hotel? The interior of the elevator had a slightly antique feel to it, giving it a more luxurious feel.

But, do you have to pay for this? Since it's a sexual massage, I asked the man while handing him my phone, wondering if there was a separate service for that kind of thing, and he said they don't take money. I wondered how that could be possible, so he said that just like I have that kind of sexual desire, those people also have the sexual desire to 'rub other people's women in front of their eyes'.

Well… I thought that might not be the case, but I found it quite convincing, so I accepted it.

As soon as I swiped my card key in front of the hotel room door and entered, I opened the closet right next to the entrance and put the shopping results I was holding with the old man in the closet and only then looked around the room. The lighting was like a chandelier, but it wasn't a chandelier, it was a light that made it look a bit abstract, the night view was through the large window, and the bed was a large bed covered with a white lace comforter. Is it king size? It seemed like three people could lie down there, not two… There was carpet on the floor, and the bathtub in the shower room, which I checked last, was big enough for two people.

I took off my clothes with the old man right away, put them away properly, and went into the bathroom together to take a shower. Maybe it was because I knew that it wasn't just the old man and I that I would be getting caressed by another man, a masseuse, but my heart was pounding even though I hadn't done anything yet, and the old man's dick was already fully erect before I even took it off.

I knelt in front of the man who was trying to wash his body without washing his hair, perhaps because he was fighting with the man who would come later. I closed my eyes as I got wet with the shower water and simply put the penis in my mouth and licked it.

"Um, slurp, slurp… ahh…"

Lick the hard erect penis from the bottom up, and stick out your long tongue as far as possible so that it touches the entire penis. Move your head up and down while keeping your tongue attached to the penis, sweeping the penis up and down with your tongue repeatedly, and then lick only the tip of the glans, swirling your tongue in circles.

Naturally, I started licking the man's erection while I was showering because it seemed natural that I should lick it, but at some point, I wanted to get some of his semen before the masseuse came, so I was diligently flicking my tongue when I heard a knock on the door and a cell phone ringing outside the shower room, so I had no choice but to stop my tongue.

Are you here already? I wondered if it had been too long since I had showered, but as the man turned off the shower water, I followed him out of the bathtub and started drying my body with a towel.

First, I heard the voice of the old man who had finished washing up come out of the shower room and talk to the masseuse.

"Sorry, I'm late. I was taking a shower."

"No, sir, I was so excited and looking forward to it that I drove too fast and came too early."

I was roughly drying my hair with a towel in the bathroom when I started laughing. I wonder if he really knew that he was the boss. He really was the boss, but it was kind of funny to hear him call him boss.

After that, I couldn't hear anyone because I had already gone inside, so I dried my hair, put on a robe, and went out of the shower room, where a man I had never seen before, who seemed to be a masseuse, was sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Wow… man, really… wow…."

The corners of my mouth went up as if they were going to split all the way to my ears. The old man was sitting on the sofa next to the bed, looking at me and the masseuse.

The masseuse's eyes scanned up and down, then looked at the old man and gave him a thumbs up.

"Wow, she's really the best. I'm not saying this to make you feel good, but she's the best among all the women I've ever seen. If you were to audition for a model right now, you'd pass in no time, and if you just uploaded a picture, you'd be a star. The fact that the CEO is keeping such a beauty hidden is why people think celebrities are the prettiest in the world!"

The old man seemed to be okay with the blatant compliment, and he smiled while still wearing his robe. I didn't know how to react, so I just stood there, and then the masseuse suddenly came over to me, smiled, passed me by, and started taking off her clothes in front of the shower room.

"First, please lie down on the bed while wearing a robe. I already showered, but I'll just wash off the sweat from driving and come out."

Then, I quickly went into the shower room, turned on the water, and started washing.

Looking around the room, I saw a bag that seemed to have been brought by the masseuse next to the bed, and a small glass kettle that seemed to have been taken out of the bag, with a lit candle underneath. It was held in place by a device that looked like something you would see in a science experiment.

There was something like oil in the glass jug, and the room was emitting an orange-like scent… Oh, is this aroma oil? Other than that… I saw an ultra-thin condom that had not been used yet.

I made eye contact with the man sitting on the sofa, who was quietly looking at me. He just looked at me as if he was nervous, and I felt a bit nervous, so I spoke to him to try to lighten the mood.

"…Are you nervous?"

"Whew…! That's a little true… I'm actually doing something I've only ever imagined."

Hearing that, I relaxed a little.

When I see that the tension in the old man's face is a tension filled with anticipation, I wonder how much he is really looking forward to it right now, how much he wants to see me being touched as he pleases by that man.

"You're not going to film?"

"Huh? Uh...Can I do that?"

"You want to do it, right? Instead, just look at me, uncle?"

"hmm…."

He immediately picked up his phone and started filming me sitting on the bed. For some reason, I thought that was cute, so I smiled and played around in front of the camera, as if I was considering taking off my robe. Then, I heard the sound of the masseuse opening the shower door after she finished washing up, so I immediately pulled my robe back on.

"Okay… Then let's begin."

The masseuse was completely undressed.

The semi-erect penis is already quite large… similar to that of the old man… is it? No, the glans is definitely much larger on the old man. The length seems to be somewhat similar… but it also seems a bit smaller.

He came up to the bed and wrapped a towel that seemed to have been soaked in warm water around each of my feet. Then he held a large bath towel and some warm aroma oil in his hands and said.

"First, could you please take off your robe and lie down?"

"…yes."

As the masseuse, who was half-erect, instructed me to, I took off my robe and lay down in front of the man as he instructed me, and let out a deep breath because of the discomfort caused by my large breasts.

After seeing that, he stopped covering my legs and back with a towel and put the aroma oil back down, then picked up the towel and pillow that were on the bed.

"Please lie down for a moment and support your body with your arms."

Let's do as I say. Put the pillow diagonally from the stomach, roll up the blanket into a circle, and fold it into a U shape so that I can put my chest and arms on it. In other words, I made a bed with a space in the middle of the pillow and blanket where my chest can fit.

I was surprised by the professional work, which was much more than I had expected, but I felt like I was just getting a regular massage, not some kind of sexy massage, so I relaxed a little. The masseuse took the towel off my body, turned his head to the side, and looked at me as he smirked. He squeezed the bottle of aroma oil with his hand a few times, and then poured it on my back after a while.

It's neither hot nor cold, just a little warm, so it feels good. I can smell the orange scent, and it really feels soothing.

After letting some of the aroma oil flow, apply the oil by sweeping the back with your hands, then extend your hands to the neck, arms, the side of the chest, and the sides.

"Uh, uh…."

When I flinched a little and reacted to that touch, the masseuse touched the area I had reacted to a few more times to check my reaction. After that, she poured aroma oil again, this time on my tailbone, and started kneading my large buttocks with both hands.

"Ha, yeah…"

After applying it evenly all over the legs and up to the ankles, he covered the back with a towel and unwrapped the towel that was soaked in warm water that had been wrapped around the feet.

I applied the remaining aroma oil on my hands to my feet and started massaging them.

"Ugh, ah, ah…."

"Are you sick?"

"Yes… a little…"

"Well, your feet seem a little tired today. Maybe you were wearing high heels?"

"Oh, yes."

As he spoke as if he was familiar with me, he gently massaged the sore spot and his hands skillfully loosened it, making me gradually lose my vigilance.

Really, it's a much healthier and more normal massage than I thought. It feels good, and I thought that as soon as I started, I would start touching myself and trying to touch myself in a lewd way... .

The masseuse, who had been surprisingly massaging my feet normally, gave me a very pleasant foot massage and then started massaging my legs.

"Does it hurt a little here too?"

"Ugh, yes… ah, ugh."

"It looks like you're wearing heels that are a bit higher than your usual size. It looks like you're on a date, but maybe you're trying to look pretty."

… It was surprisingly true and I was embarrassed. I turned my head to glance at the old man, and when I made eye contact with him, I felt embarrassed and turned my head away.

Hold each leg with both hands, press down on the center line with your thumbs, and massage in a sliding manner using oil as a lubricant.

As the downward and upward movement increases, I become a little nervous as if it will reach my buttocks if I go up a little more, but suddenly both hands lift from my legs and start to rub my neck.

My guard started to ease again, and my body gradually became accustomed to the masseuse's touch.

When I was massaging my neck and then touching my shoulders, I felt so good that I felt like I was going to melt. There is a saying that if you have big breasts, your shoulders will get stiff, but I don't know if it's because they are stiff, but my shoulders really did get tired. I don't know how many kilograms my breasts weigh, but just think about carrying that much weight in front of you 24 hours a day.

Starting with my shoulders, the massage moved along the line of my back, towards my shoulder blades, and along the line of my spine. As the sticky, slippery oil began to heat up, the masseuse began massaging around my tailbone.

Rather than a massage… should I say it's like tickling with the tips of your fingers? They intentionally tickle and massage to make you feel cool, repeating the process.

"I'll go up."

And then, the masseuse suddenly climbed onto the bed and sat down with my legs between hers.

He puts both his legs together in an 11-character shape and sits on top of them, so of course his dick touches his legs. I try to ignore the hot heat I feel, but this time, he puts his thumb on the inside of my leg just below my buttocks and moves it outward. As he does so, his dick touches my leg, whether intentionally or not, and I can't ignore it.

Slowly, his hand rises, and his fingers enter the folds between her large buttocks and legs. The man, who was massaging her from the bottom up along the line, wraps his hands around her buttocks and squeezes them tightly, then releases them repeatedly.

"Ugh… huh… haa…."

"Wow… that butt is really… huge. It's the kind of hip you don't see on real Koreans, and since your waist is also thin, it's pretty and heart-shaped…"

Whether it was intentional or not, the masseuse's hands moved slightly up towards my waist, slightly placing them on my buttocks, and repeatedly applying pleasant pressure from my waist down to my buttocks.

Every time the masseuse's two hands touch my buttocks, I feel a warm heat as if the heat of a candle is being transferred to the swaying aroma oil, and my body gradually becomes drenched in sweat. It seems as if the masseuse is transferring the heat filled in his two hands to every place he touches, making me feel hot.

Before I knew it, my body had become so hot from the heat of the massage that I didn't even know where my buttocks were touching. As if the aroma oil from my buttocks, which had been touched a lot, had evaporated from the heat, my waist lifted slightly as if two hands were sticking to my buttocks every time it fell with a sticky sound.

As I was starting to get out of breath, sweaty, and the heat was trapped inside my body, the masseuse lifted me up from where he was on top of me and came over to the side of the bed.

"Haaah…."

"Are you feeling well? Are you not in pain?"

"Yes… just right…."

When I expressed my satisfaction with my completely melted voice, the masseuse smiled pleasantly and brought out the ultra-thin condom that had been placed next to the bed and the remaining aroma oil that had been kept warm.

And then he spoke to me, sticking out his large, oily, glistening erection right before my eyes.

"I'm going to start the massage properly now, so please lie down. And if possible, could you put the condom on for me?"

… After listening to the masseuse, I raised my upper body and looked towards the man. I saw him standing on the sofa, holding a cell phone that he was filming with, and making eye contact with me.

As I could see that his penis was fully erect, the heat of my body began to spread from inside, making a tingling sound. What would I look like now? The blanket I was lying on was soaked with sweat and oil, and as I made eye contact with the old man with the aforementioned face, I saw the old man nod slightly.

"…yes."

"Now that I'm starting the massage, you'll probably be a little thirsty, so drink a little now. I'm going to rub it over your vagina, so make sure it's all the way on so it doesn't fall off. My sperm count is much higher and more active than the average person, so it could be dangerous if I don't wear a condom."

My heart is pounding and I feel like my stomach is beating as if it has a new heart. Every word I say is like a massage in my chest, sending out heat.

I take a thin condom that says 0.02 and open one to take out its contents. I carefully hold the penis with one hand, which is shining strangely and glistening under the soft light. His penis flinches and jumps.

"Haaah…."

When I let out a hot sigh, I flinch and tremble again as if my breath had touched me. When I raised my head, the masseuse was looking somewhere else as if it were just a business-like task, and when I looked back at the man, I saw that he was watching the current situation without taking his eyes off me for even a moment.

Hold the condom in one hand, move the hand holding the penis to bring the condom to the tip of the glans, twist the tip slightly so that it does not tear, and make sure it touches the glans, then slowly sweep the penis from top to bottom.

I carefully and slowly lower my hand, holding the condom in my hand so that it feels like it might slip off the glistening vagina soaked in aromatic oil.

"Oh wow… hoo…."

While listening to the man's breathing that seemed excited, I made a loop with my finger two or three times to make sure the condom was properly put on, then swept it down again, and then took my hand off. Then, I saw a penis that was so thin that its shape before it was put on was still visible. The color difference wasn't that big, so if I hadn't seen the loop at the base, I might have thought that the condom wasn't on.

As soon as I finished putting on the condom, the masseuse took out a tumbler from her bag and poured some tea that looked like green tea into a small cup.

Now that I think about it, I think I've heard somewhere that green tea has a relaxing effect. It's much more professional than I thought, which is surprising...

"Gulp, gulp…."

I felt thirsty already, so I took the tea the masseuse gave me and drank it while the masseuse lay down on the bed.

He cleared away the pillows and blankets that had been laid out, had me lie down on the flat bed as instructed, placed a towel over my lower abdomen, and then started massaging my hands.

The not-too-cold tea seeped into my body and, as if reheating a road that had just cooled down, I felt my body heat up. Everywhere the masseuse's hands touched, I felt like I was going to sweat more and more, and my whole body was getting hotter.

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