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Anatomy Of A Teaser – A Tit-illating Experience

  • Written by Sidney
  • March 7th, 2018
  • 6 min read

Disclaimer:  Adult themes and language are used in this submission.  Rated for “Mature Audiences” only.  All others please move on.

As has been noted many times (ad nauseum) I am an avid fan, participant, consumer, client, of massage in all its forms. And there are many types.

Massage has wonderful therapeutic benefits, with the relaxation response being one of many. Alcohol of course can aid in relaxation as well, but whilst sedating to a considerable degree, the net effect and after-effects can be very undesirable. Such as a bad hangover and for those that don’t take to alcohol well – suppression of inhibitions – often leading to inappropriate anti-social behaviour. Not to put too fine a point on it – alcohol can convert a normally healthy virile man in to someone whose willy is entirely uncooperative. All fellows of course know this – but some still imbibe too much at the wrong time.

If your therapist has experience in the effective delivery of this therapy – with skill and with the willingness of the participant – same can be guided to a wonderfully peaceful place. Like going to the movies – stress and cares are put in abeyance for the duration.

Now of course I’m talking about the style of massage intended for the purpose of relaxation.

Massage can also be sensual leading to arousal – but without climax. Of course sexual massage is clearly defined, wherein the context is to stimulate to the point of arousal leading to climax.

Many of my massages have been legit; strictly for the sake of health, wellbeing and relaxation.

Although, I am not at all averse to the other forms. Depending on one’s needs at the time “massage” is sought.

As I have mentioned previously, I had cut adrift a shop that I’d being going to for some time. It just got boring and I didn’t get many benefits from going there. It just wasn’t value for money.

Now when you have a pile of cash in your wallet, you have a lot of freedom to pursue what you want for your benefit. Although I’m renowned for being generous to the girls that look after my needs – I am not a fool nor is it my duty or obligation to feed those where I don’t feel a mutual benefit is occurring.

I have since gone to another Thai shop where they perform strictly non-sexual massage. It is written boldly on the door before entrance. Let the buyer beware and take credence.

I have gone to Nam, my therapist girl quite a few times. She is entirely professional and always drapes me in a manner so as not to expose any bits as I prefer a naked massage.

Recently, I made a booking for a massage there and interestingly another girl Poom answered the phone and took my booking. I learned she had been there for a couple of weeks.

As usual, I was escorted to the massage table, asked to undress and lay face down. It is customary for the door to be left slightly ajar. Poom is very attractive – under 30 years of age.

I beckon Poom in when she knocks on the door, and she begins to set up with her little oil tray.

I had draped the towel provided across my thigh area.

She suddenly removed the towel, leaving me completely exposed for about 10 seconds; whist she located a tiny hand towel no bigger than a large tea towel.

Well I thought if she wants to have a look at my superb body (I’m being modest, can’t you tell?) no problems from me – all in the interest of a farang anatomy study, of course.

So Poom begins on my upper back area, shoulder and neck. She was using the lightest touch with hands that felt red-hot. She encircles my back, sometimes stopping for a few seconds, leaving her red hot hands in place and squeezing the skin ever so sensually.

My goodness, this girl struck me as being gifted. This went on for about 15 minutes, as she slowly goes right under the towels to stroke my bum cheeks encircling them – sometimes stopping and leaving them in situ. Now with both hands, the fingers were stroking my arse cheeks and both thumbs were used to separate the bum crack, in such a manner as to make a man go wild with anticipation.

In the meantime, my kransky was fully erect and poking out from one side of my pelvis. Because of the tiny towel, she was not aware of what she was doing to me.

Then Poom goes to the foot of the table and shifts the tiny towel to cover my back area – exposing my arse and balls completely.

Well, I began to think if this shop had changed its principle of no sex.

So she starts with my foot (one leg at a time), slowly working all the way up to my inguinal area (where the thigh meets the torso). Very, very slowly stopping occasionally for a few seconds, squeezing the tissue below and very gently scratching as well; with those very hot, smooth, soft hands. I thought shit, what’s she going to do? Then she encircles my balls gently separating them. Although getting very close to my erect cock – never touching it directly.

Then she repeats the same with the other leg. Exactly the same.

Then she asked me to flip over on my back.

She holds the towel feigning privacy, but has a glance of what was rock hard underneath.

Now, she proceeds to the head of the table, does a quick head massage.

Now, the chest and all the way with both hands to the pubic bone.

If you can envision her stretching over me, resting her very ample bosom on my face (very deliberately). As I moved my face closer to them, she would press harder on my face. She did this for some time and then proceeded to the foot of the table.

Once again, very slow massage to each leg all the way up the thigh – eventually encircling my balls still with those small, very hot hands. Then the other leg – exactly the same. Then finally with both hands on both legs, she slowly slid all the way up to the balls – gently spreading them. Never touching the cock.

She disappears for a few seconds to come back and wipe the excess oils off me.

She asks me to sit up and performs the final typical Thai end on the back.

I turned slightly and with a smile on my face asked her, “Do you do”? She said with a coy grin, “No, sorry”.

Now, a similar thing happened with a Lao lady that I have previously mentioned.

She is cute as a button, but I got the impression that she was looking for an upgrade. Her response to my request of a happy ending was “No, don’t do but make you feel good” in a very soft voice.

Maybe some of these girls will go only so far – but will not cross their boundaries to full masturbation. Or, maybe some are sadistic and love to have power and then deny. I really don’t know.

But, with my experience with Poom – it was great, I didn’t hold any negative feelings towards her and it was great fun.

I gave her a good tip at the end. We both smirked at each other as I was leaving. Maybe I will return for another session one day.

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