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Thai massage with a happy ending for Christmas

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I was told a story that actually happened last Christmas, but it fits perfectly with the times. It's about a young man, let's call him Max as he wishes to remain anonymous. He had a very special massage experience on Christmas Day. The story is also a little sad, but it has a happy ending, I promise.

Max had only recently broken up with his girlfriend, mainly because their interests were too different. Sexually, things had worked out quite well between the two of them, but there was still room for improvement in terms of foreplay, especially on his part. He would have liked to caress her a little more, even massage her a little. But she always wanted to feel him inside her straight away.

Replacing the girlfriend with sport

After the break-up, Max compensated for his lack of affection with sport. He went to the gym almost every day or played badminton with his neighbor. Christmas time was approaching and a certain loneliness spread. His neighbor flew out to the sun for several weeks while Max's home became cooler and grayer.

One evening, while he was casually surfing the internet, he came across an advertisement for a Thai massage parlor that was opening not far from his apartment. The decor reminded him of a vacation, he could literally smell Far Eastern spices and citrus notes through the screen. The only massage he'd ever had was in a shopping center. A head and back massage for 15 minutes. He thought to himself, well, maybe he should try a real massage. Maybe he could learn a few moves that he could try out on a future girlfriend.

It was Christmas. Max was sitting alone in his apartment, no neighbor, no girlfriend and the rest of his colleagues with their families. He decided to go to the gym for an extensive training session. There were hardly any other people there either. After taking a shower, he felt his muscles working and remembered the advertisement for the Thai massage parlor.

Time to try a Thai massage

Freshly showered, Max decided to drop by the salon. He noticed the Christmas decorations from the outside and was happy to see that it was open. On entering, he was greeted with Thai friendliness by a receptionist. He let himself be persuaded to have a 90-minute oil massage. He had plenty of time.

He was asked to go to room no. 1, undress completely and lie on his stomach to wait for the masseuse. "Undress completely?" he asked and was told that this was standard for an oil massage. He should simply cover himself with the towel provided. No sooner said than done, and while he waited he enjoyed the fine aromatic scents in the air. The room itself was spacious and stylishly furnished in Asian style, with some Christmas decorations to set the mood.

There was a brief knock on the door and a younger masseuse entered the room with a smile. She expressed her astonishment that there were any customers at all on a late Christmas afternoon. Max returned her astonishment that a pretty woman like her was not at home with her boyfriend or husband that day. Her smile disappeared and her expression became more serious. Had he gone a little too far? She then just said: "Thai massage with oil, 90 minutes, ok?". Max said yes and Kim - as he later found out - got started.

She started by massaging his legs with stroking, rather hard movements. This was good for his muscles, he needed this relaxation. However, instead of moving straight on to his back after his legs, she did a second round on his legs. This time the touches were much gentler, almost like a caress. His eyes became heavier and a calming feeling spread. But then suddenly, what was that? Was it just an accident or had her fingers just slid over one side of his testicles? He didn't let on and enjoyed the touch. When the same thing happened at least two more times over the next 10 minutes and he felt some blood collecting in his penis, he could hardly believe it was a coincidence. But he, nor she, let anything show. No words were exchanged and relaxing music played in the background.

After his legs, Kim took care of his back and then asked him to turn around. Time for the front. She placed the towel on his lower back and Max hoped that she wouldn't notice his slight erection. The massage now continued on his upper body, rather gently, and she also stroked his nipples from time to time, which Max found eroticizing. Was that her intention?

Only one round was planned for the front of his legs. She started at the feet and then slowly worked her way up. When her hands took care of the areas near his private parts, even touching his glans at one point, it was all over him. He could feel his cock getting bigger and bigger and there was nothing he could do about it. He kept his eyes closed and tried not to think about how the cloth over him was taking on the shape of a tent.

A massage story with a happy ending

Kim briefly took her hands off him, she walked around the massage table and Max noticed how she dimmed the light further. She then slowly pulled the sheet away. He was now lying there naked, his willy pointing straight up. He could hardly think or move. He heard her press twice on the oil dispenser and then slowly put her hands where it was hard and the blood was throbbing. What followed was a wonderful - as they say in specialist circles - fine massage. It didn't last long and he was hit by a relieving feeling and the release of quite a lot of juice.

"Merry Christmas!" said Kim afterwards. Max, on the other hand, only had a smile on his face and couldn't say a word. She wiped his smeared stomach clean with a damp cloth and went to wash her hands.

After returning to the room, the two of them talked for over an hour. The details remained private, but one thing can be said: there was some form of "happy ending" for both of them.

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