Happy Ending Massages for her

[priscilla1730]

I want to send my wife to one of these. No intercourse, just a sensual massage with a hand release. Do these places exist and where do you find them? All i can find is massage parlors for men

 

[rma59]

I want to send my wife to one of these. No intercourse, just a sensual massage with a hand release. Do these places exist and where do you find them? All i can find is massage parlors for men

I'd love to know if there is such a place also

 

[Bigspurt]

I want to send my wife to one of these. No intercourse, just a sensual massage with a hand release. Do these places exist and where do you find them? All i can find is massage parlors for men

Maybe just stay home and do a roll play. Blindfold her. Take your time. Tease her. Maybe some bondage. Just tie her hands to the side and when she says stop, tell her that you can't hear her.

Position her such that you can diddle her and tease her with your dripping cock but keeping your distance so she can't take you.

 

[Dankaitlyn]

This has me looking for a place for mine

 

[screwher]

What about hiring a private masseur? Find one that specializes in nude massaging in your home. And for a couple $ more, he gives her that nice happy ending.

 

[Islander55]

I assume there must be some male masseurs that would provide extra service though I do not know where to find them. I would suspect that most adult resorts would be able to provide this service. Perhaps if anyone has any experience, they could share it as a pubic service.

 

[Lucien_Al]

I want to send my wife to one of these. No intercourse, just a sensual massage with a hand release. Do these places exist and where do you find them? All i can find is massage parlors for men

I have seen quite a lot of Tantric massages for women (Yoni) but mostly given by women.

 

[AficionadoAngel]

I have not had many professional massages in my life, but one was gifted to me once and my body was particularly sore from some intense training that I was doing, so I went. The masseuse was a middle-aged and rather intense looking Eastern European woman who gave me a large towel of sorts and told me to take off all of my clothes except for my underwear. This I had expected and had the foresight to wear a pair of very modest lycra athletic panties.

Well, the massage was much better than I had expected. At times it was painful, but I rather enjoyed that and soon found myself only semi-conscious and drifting in and our of some very relaxed sexual thoughts. I was a bit surprised that at one point she had me lying on my back with my breasts fully exposed. She asked me if it was ok if she massaged my chest and of course I said yes. I knew that my nipples were very hard then and when she accidentally brushed against them it sent tingles all the way through my body.

When she got to my thighs I knew that I was certainly very wet, and even though as she pulled my legs open to massage each one at a time she must have had a very clear view of my crotch, the snug feeling of my sport panties made me feel secure. It wasn't until afterwards when she left me to get dressed again that I put my hand down there and realized that I had soaked right through them. Not only was there a very visible wet spot, but they were slimy to the touch. Needless to say, when I got home I immediately had an intense masturbation session where I thought about what she had seen and what it would have been like if she had decided to slip one or two fingers inside me while I was on the massage table. It might have been complete ecstasy.

 

[vibes]

I have not had many professional massages in my life, but one was gifted to me once and my body was particularly sore from some intense training that I was doing, so I went. The masseuse was a middle-aged and rather intense looking Eastern European woman who gave me a large towel of sorts and told me to take off all of my clothes except for my underwear. This I had expected and had the foresight to wear a pair of very modest lycra athletic panties.

Well, the massage was much better than I had expected. At times it was painful, but I rather enjoyed that and soon found myself only semi-conscious and drifting in and our of some very relaxed sexual thoughts. I was a bit surprised that at one point she had me lying on my back with my breasts fully exposed. She asked me if it was ok if she massaged my chest and of course I said yes. I knew that my nipples were very hard then and when she accidentally brushed against them it sent tingles all the way through my body.

When she got to my thighs I knew that I was certainly very wet, and even though as she pulled my legs open to massage each one at a time she must have had a very clear view of my crotch, the snug feeling of my sport panties made me feel secure. It wasn't until afterwards when she left me to get dressed again that I put my hand down there and realized that I had soaked right through them. Not only was there a very visible wet spot, but they were slimy to the touch. Needless to say, when I got home I immediately had an intense masturbation session where I thought about what she had seen and what it would have been like if she had decided to slip one or two fingers inside me while I was on the massage table. It might have been complete ecstasy.

and yet she was so professional

 

[vibes]

Some ten years ago an acquaintance of mine recommended that I have a bath and a massage at a particular Moroccan spa. She specifically told me to request that Layla does the massage and she told me that when I am with her in the massage room to request a "special." She advised me to tip her privately as the "special" is not on the menu.

When I called to take an appointment, I was given one in two days but when I added that I wanted Layla to do the massage, I was told that she did not have any time available and I would have to wait for someone to cancel! I was shocked. I told them that their spa was recommended by so and so and the lady over the telephone responded that Layla has a lot of "regulars" and some regulars have two to three massages a week, and that fills all her time.

I waited three weeks when I was called for an opening with Layla, and that was due to a cancellation.

The bath was an unusual one. It took place in a steam room. Before that I had to make myself naked in a changing room and I was given a big towel to cover myself with. A Moroccan lady wearing shorts and a halter top ushered me into a steam room and asked me to remove the towel and to lay face down on a ceramic bed. She covered my buttocks with a small towel. My entire body was rubbed for about thirty-five or forty minutes with a soft soap bar made of clay. It is an intense cleansing, exfoliating and skin softening process that leaves you quite relaxed and very clean at the end. It is amazing the amount of dead skin that comes out. Then I was left in the room for about ten minutes sort of relaxing before I was ushered to the massage room.

Layla had a petite frame and spoke English with a French accent and we started speaking in French. I told her I wanted the "special" that was recommended by so and so. "A loyal client" she commented. Layla asked me if I wanted to be massaged by baby oil or olive oil. She recommended the olive oil as it is very nourishing.

I was asked to lay face down and she started with my toes, kneading them softly one by one taking her time. She worked her hands up my legs to my buttocks. At first, she pressed my buttocks with her knuckles and for a moment when she started massaging them with her hands I felt sexually excited, but not for long as her hands moved north. Here I started wondering what is the "special." She massaged all my back and particularly around my spine with her thumbs and the palms of her hands. She worked upwards reaching my neck massaging it lightly and then she massaged for a while the temples of my head. It was very relaxing. I wanted to sleep!

Then she motioned me to lie on my back and she resumed massaging my head, my neck, and shoulders until I was caught by surprise when her hands cupped my breasts. She started massaging them and she lingered for a long time. I immediately felt the excitement and started wetting. She kneaded my nipples and kept on doing so. I found myself pressing my thighs together and soon reached the orgasmic stage while she continued working on my breasts and nipples. She seemed unperturbed when I shuddered, from one orgasm to another, and she continued massaging my breasts, as if nothing had happened. She must have massaged them for about ten minutes if not more, and then she started moving south. My excitement subsided until she reached my belly. She pressed it lightly for some time and started making circular movements on and around my belly button. I was surprised as I immediately went to a higher level of excitement, almost to a pre-orgasmic stage. Then her fingers moved to my mons and softly brushed the curls of my mound. Then she started pressing her fingers against my mons rotating them in a circular movement. She certainly knew what she was doing ---masturbating me without touching my vagina. Her pressing fingers caused the lips of my vulva to be stretched and in their turn stretched my clitoral hood and creating friction against my clitoris. I started shuddering and coming.

I opened my thighs wanting her to finger me, to enter me, to fist me with her small hand. I told her in French "baise-moi" (fuck me). She did not react and continued her circular pressure on my mound. I repeated my plea and I tried to reach for her, between her thighs, but she distanced her body from mine and kept massaging me, while I continued going from one orgasm to another.

When the massage was over, I lay there for about ten minutes recuperating! I was then ushered into the showers. When I came out she was waiting for me. I gave her a very big tip and thanked her. At the reception I attempted to take another appointment with her and they told me I had to wait for a cancellation. "Sorry," the lady said, "her time is taken by regulars." I was wondering if I became a regular would she make that extra move and enter me.

A month later I met that acquaintance who recommended Layla, and I told her that I had the chance to be massaged by her and I was waiting for a second opportunity. She just smiled. I was blunt and asked if “she goes all the way,” and she just smiled and told me, “they’re very professional!” meaning “no.”

Unfortunately, I did not get to see Layla again.

I've been to a Turkish bath spa a few times and have experienced almost everything you have described, execpt the "special" ... too bad

Very well written

 

[GymTightbody]

I've given a few " after work out " rub downs. I prefer the women are top less and wearing their panties. I massage the breasts and off a upper thigh rub. A few want it all.