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The decision was at a congress in Berlin. In the evening we were invited by the organizer to eat. It was nice to eat with the others and to talk about technologies and their effects on society. When the first group got up from the table, I took the opportunity and went back to the hotel with them, because I still wanted to masturbate very comfortably and take the time to look at or read as much erotic material as possible.
I had often thought about going into the brothel for a change on business trips. But out of consideration for my trusted one, which I would love very much and with it, I only looked at the offers of the area in the area Internet at. It always suggested me to play with the thought. Before my marriage, I had visited a brothel from time to time and always found it exciting to choose one of the girls who imagined.
To look at them, to look at their female stimuli and to consider whether I wanted them to have them naked in bed, had a great charm. I had already seen on brothels in the area the evening before and also saw erotic massage studios on fleeting. In the past I had looked at such offers a few times, but they never really liked the descriptions. But I was curious and so, like a few times in the past, I made the competition with myself that I would accept such an offer that evening if it is no further than 1.5 km away, which I am awaycould reach well on foot.
When I got to the hotel, I took off and lay down on the bed. So I looked for tantra massages in the area and had a few hits. The next one was 350 meters away. I hadn’t expected such a close offer. The description did not sound bad. The masseuse massages the customer naked after a ritual conversation and the massage ends with a lingamm massage, which means that the genital area is included intensively in the massage.
It was clear to me what that meant. The masseuse would mean tail Massage until it came to me. It sounded as if I could be a kind of compromise between my will to be “in principle” loyal and enjoy an erotic adventure. It was clear to me that my better half would see it differently, but I saw it that way and had bet with myself that I would not find anything. But I had found an offer and wanted to be my bet despite a slight guilty conscience.
I know bad excuse. But there was still hope that it would not work. And so it was. I called with a pounding heart, rang it for longer until a female voice of a answering machine told me that the masseuse was probably busy with a customer and that I should call later. I thought that I might be trying, even though it was quite late. From my initial courage to have called such an address, I looked at further hits in the area on Google Maps.
Another studio was 390 meters away. The information indicated that it was already too. I looked at the description, but it didn’t appeal to me. It said that the girls should not be touched and a touch leads to the demolition. I found that a bit bitchy for a nude massage. In addition, the prices were quite high with € 150 for 60 minutes. So I continued to look and found another 1.5 km away.
That was my border distance. I took my courage again and called. Unfortunately or God’s thank you nobody went to the phone. I wanted to stop, I saw an offer 1.9 km away right behind the last view of the hit list. The salon was called Sensual massage and promised relaxed tantra massage. Actually a distance that can also be reached on foot. Only that the salon closed in 35 minutes. I didn’t expect a visit to work.
The girls and the description looked very promising. I took my courage together and called. A young woman with sensual massages reported. In the excitement I said my true name and calmed myself down after I noticed that my counterpart was not interested in the name anyway. I asked, “I would be interested in getting a massage from you. But I assume that it is already too late today because they close in a good half an hour and I need almost as long to come to them “.
I expected confirmation that it was too late and that fate would decide for me. To my amazement I got the answer: “This is not a problem. There are still several girls present. You can come over and choose one “. I didn’t believe my ears and hooked: “But I can only be with you at 11:00 p.m. and your massage takes an hour”. “When a customer comes, we will do it until the customer goes.
It is not a problem if you still come now, ”she replied to me. Now I didn’t want to be a clever tail that backs up. So I wanted to know if I also get my erotic fantasies fulfilled. “And the massage ends with ejaculation?”. “Yes, the girl massages her genital area until she cums,” she assured me. I briefly considered whether I should also ask my other imagination. “And I can touch the girls anywhere and they are completely naked?”.
“Yes, you can touch the girls anywhere”. I was flat because I had read most of the other studios in most descriptions that it was rejected. “Also on the vagina?“, I wanted to know exactly. “Yes, you can also touch the girls on the vagina at any time”. I was speechless, if only for 3 seconds, because I had to make a quick decision. I had found a salon that I could reach on foot, which was open and who fulfilled all my wishes.
I chose whether I would have a guilty conscience of my better half or whether I would forgive myself, such a great offer for acceptable € 100 for 60 minutes sensual massage strike out. I decided to be consistent and said: “I start immediately. See you soon”. “By the same time,” she said. “We are waiting for you”. This ended the conversation and I was perplexed that I had received the appointment. Now I had to go through and go through it.
It could be very nice too. So I quickly got dressed, stuffed a fresh underpirato, stockings and t-shirt into my coat pocket because I do these things after that have a shower Didn’t want to get dressed again, grabbed my tablet with the called address of the Sensual massages salon and left the room. The Salonich started the routing on the tablet to find the fastest route to the salon and not to arrive later than necessary.
In the lobby I met another conference participant and we greeted each other briefly when I went past him to the exit. Whether he suspected something I was going to do. If so, it didn’t matter. It was none of it and there were many options, which is why I left the hotel. The next day I mentioned in a coffee round that I had taken a walk through the nightly Berlin with the Christmas lights on the trees.
What was not a lie. I followed the directional instructions and went almost 2 km above the wide paving rottoirs and avenues to my goal. After almost endless streets, the navigation system said that it was only 40 meters left. Then I came around the corner and saw on the screen that the target marking was not on the sidewalk, but a little away from it. So it had to be in one of the backyards. I went into the first back yard, but a look at the navigation system showed that it had to be a back yard.
So I walked with the now pounding hearts because I would be there and it would be too late for a withdrawal, further. I walked past a few dark house entrances until I got back to a goal passage that led to a back yard. I looked around and considered which door in the back yard was probably the right one. To the right of me was a gray door. I went there, but she didn’t look like the entrance to a massage studio.
So I went deeper into the courtyard and because of the dark I couldn’t see much. There were other entrances, only which one was it. I decided to go to the end. At the end of the courtyard it went up a short stone staircase to one of the old high houses and next to the door there was a dark red shield on which there was in golden letters: “Sensual massages”. Full of excitement that I was there and it would be serious about my project, I went up the stone steps and opened the large medium -brown wooden door.
I came to a typical Berlin entrance, which led straight to a large apartment door and on the right of me a wooden staircase. I didn’t have to climb the stairs, because there was a dark red sign with golden letters next to the door. I took the few steps to the door and pressed the button of the golden doorbell. I heard a gong inside and shortly afterwards a woman of about 35 years came with blond hair and asked me in.
“Come in. This way”. She led me on the right and then the first door to the left into a room. On the basis of several female voices, I also got that the lounge of the masseuses was straight away from the front door. I was led into a room with pale purple tunal, which was dominated by a large loft bed with a red edge that reached to my hips. To get up there, there was a three -stage red wooden staircase in front of it. On the left was a simple armchair.
To the right of the door was a beige-colored shower with a rain shower but without shower partition and I wondered how they managed to do the splash water on the beige velourring carpet. In front of the small window with a blue roller blind at the end of the room there was a small low white chest of drawers on which some massage items and a small Buddastatue stood. The girls “I’ll send you 3 girls in you. Make it comfortable for you, ”she said to me and wanted to leave me.
I wanted to assure myself again that our telephone arrangement applied. “And I can touch the girls anywhere?”. “Of course,” she assured me. “Also on her breasts and vagina?, I wanted to know exactly. “Yes, also on the vagina and the breasts”. “And at the end I get one too orgasm?“I wanted to get confirmed. “Yes, the girl will massage you to orgasm”. “Thank you,” I said and she disappeared. I looked around again in the room and thought about what I was supposed to do here alone.
My heart beat very quickly, because now I would choose the girl that would massage my cock. I was excited to see what the girls would look like and which I would like. When choosing, it would be important to find the appropriate one that I would like personally and also from the body. The physical was important in order to get in the mood in order to be able to cum a stranger. I sat on the high bed edge and looked at the white door expectantly.
Then I heard the clatter of high -heeled shoes in the hallway. The door opened and a young woman came into the room, who at most went to my chest. She had long black smooth hair that reached her up to her breasts. She only wore a network body with nothing and said “Hello” briefly. I also say “hello”, and looked at her. Her breasts were about. Size C quite good and I tried to recognize her shaved vagina.
This was completely crushed by the coarse stitches of the bodies and you couldn’t see them well. Before I could say something, she opened the door and had disappeared again. Doesn’t matter, the next one came into the room on her high -heeled shoes. It was significantly larger and only half a head smaller than me. She had slightly curved black hair and wore a thin black patterned morning mantle that she had left open. Below she was naked so that I could see everything well.
She had no too big breasts, an Eastern European face, a shaved vagina closed as a column and was well proportioned. She also said “Hello”, turned in front of me and left the room again. Now I was open to the number three. The third girl came in with a clatter in the hallway. She was blonde, thin with a correspondingly small breasts and had a colorful mix of lace underwear. She had a pretty face, but I felt too few curves to do and it was clear to me that I would choose one of the others.
After exchanging the greeting, I wanted to tell her that she should send the first candidate again because I had seen too little of her vagina. Finally I wanted to see what I would pay for. “Can you send me the first one again?”. She looked at me questioningly. “Please, Can You Send the First Girl?“I tried it in English. “Yes,” she said and left the room. Shortly thereafter, the girl came number two and presented her again naked with her black open morning mantle in front of me.
Obviously she hadn’t understood me. “Do Want Me?“She asked me and I replied. “No, I want to see the first girl which was here before you”. “Ok,” she said and went again. I thought now the little one was in the network body. But the blonde came in again, which I had already excluded for myself. I wondered what I should continue. Again after the first questions and risk that the wrong one will come again and the girls then react annoyed.
That would certainly have a negative impact on the motivation for the massage. So I just said. “I want to have th girl which before you. These with the black coat “. “Ok,” she said and disappeared. The black -haired masseeich heard the high -heeled shoes again and the big girl came in with the morning mantle. “You want me?, She asked me and I hurried to answer: “Yes, i want you”. “Please, Can I have the money?”, She asked and I said:” Yes.
100 € for one hour, correct?”. “Yes”. Before I pay, I wanted to know again whether she knew the agreement that I had hit with the receptionist. “And i Can Touch You Ereverywhere? On your tits and on your vagina, too?”. “Yes, you can touch me everywhere”. I already noticed that her English wasn’t that special either. But she had probably understood the essentials. “And you bring me to my orgasm”, I finally wanted to determine.
“Yes” was her short answer. I took my wallet two 50 € notes and gave it to her. She took her and went to the door without telling me how it went on. “Shall i andress?So I asked her. “Yes” was her short answer again and she left the room. I took off and put my things on the armchair next to the door. She came in again when I pulled out my underpants and my half stiff tail swung out.
She took a look at it. “Can I have a shower, before?, I asked and pointed to the open shower. “Yes, yes”, she replied and went to the low chest of drawers. I went to the shower, turned it on and regulated the warmth. She came back with a towel that she put on me. Then she went back to the chest of drawers, handled it and made a pleasant relaxation music. In the meantime I showered under the rain shower and were thorough.
I have my penis and my anus particularly thoroughly so that everything would smell well if she touched me there. In the meantime I saw her dressed up her morning mantle so that she was now completely naked. It rose from the high high -heeled shoes and felted 10 centimeters smaller, as high they were. Then she got on the bed with her back to me, spread a towel on the bed and put a bottle of transparent massage oil next to it.
In doing so, she leaned forward and I hoped to see her column. But unfortunately I couldn’t see anything besides her well -rounded naked hind part. I planned to catch up. I ended my shower. Some water splashes were injected onto the velor carpet, but not too many. In the meantime, the girl had patiently waited to put her back on the bed with my back to me so that I could admire her beautiful back while showering, which passed into her wide pool in a curved line.
I dried out with the towel that she had put me on the chair next to the shower and went to her with already very large swinging but not yet very stiff penis. She noticed that I came and turned to me. “It is the first time that i get a tantra massage,” I explained to her. “You must Tell me what i have to do”. She looked at me as if she hadn’t understood it and I repeated my statement.
“Yes,” she just said and I was still not sure if she understood it. I left it and crawled on the bed to her. “Lay down”, she asked me. I had only seen her from behind all the time and wanted to take a close look at her before the massage. Even if I didn’t want to fuck her, I wanted to enjoy her female well -rounded body. And besides, I wanted to test whether I was really allowed to touch her anywhere or whether she would take back.
So I said to her: “First, I want to see your body”. “Ok,” she said and we knelt on the bed in front of each other. I held my hand in front of her bare breasts. “May I Touch?”I asked her and she said” yes “. So far it was right. I took on their soft breasts, which had the volume of my hands about twice. Her nipples got hard when I drove my fingers about it. I let go of her left bosom, continued to roll her right chest with a stretched arm and bent down at her pelvis.
I wanted to watch her vagina. I liked what I saw. She had plump external labia that fully hidden the inside. The slot pulled from front to back between her plump thighs. After I looked at everything well, I came up again and let my left hand below. Again I asked, “Can I Touch your vagina?”. Now I was curious to see if I was allowed to do that too. “Yes,” she almost breathed and I was happy that my expectations were fulfilled.
I wanted to achieve it sexually to excite her too. The massage would certainly be better off with an excited masseuse. So I made my hand and touched the wools of her vagina. I felt the smooth skin of her thoroughly shaved vagina on my fingertips and gently drove my fingertips along the bare. She looked at me and grabbed my half stiff cock. With slight movements she drove up and down with a hand closed. Immediately his condition changed from half stiff to very stiff and stood upright between us.
She kept jerking on him and again and again he taped her bare abdominal blanket. In the meantime, I drove the with the middle finger very easily over their slit. She groaned comfortably almost inaudibly. I drove up and down a few more times and then increased the pressure so that my middle finger shared her labia. I had the impression that my pats had already made them easy to get moist. Warm tender meat surrounded my finger on the right and left and I felt the small inner labia and the opening in the back of her vagina, which led deeper into it.
She had little inner labia. While you mine foreskin Massed over my glans in front of and back and I massaged her left chest with my right hand, whereby I kept rubbing over her nipple, I rubbed with my middle finger on the bottom of her vagina. I could feel your fixed opening, the little bead in the transition to her urethra, the small opening of your urethra and finally the clear survey of your clit. I massaged this with small circular movements, which triggered a better audible groan.
To get her right in the mood, I leaned on to massive her vagina and chest, and kissed her neck on the right side. Our bare bodies touched and I noticed how she enjoyed it. Her groaned became more audible and in her crot my finger got wet. I circled her opening with my finger, drove up, circled over her clit and drove down again. I caressed her so much 5 minutes before I decided to stop and give her the opportunity for the massage.
The massage pond loved me from her and she let go of my stiff cock because she had waxed thought. “Shall I lay down?”I asked and she just said” yes “again. It did not become more precisely. So I asked “On the Belly or on the Back?”. “On the Belly”, she replied and I lay on my stomach on the dark brown body -sized towel. I felt the rough surface of the terry and my stiff cock that the mattress pressed against my abdominal blanket.
I spread my legs into a light V, so that it could get my step well and my testicles could get. She took the transparent bottle with the massage oil and took a large portion of her hands. When gripping after the bottle, she had to bend over me and I could see her slit between her plump buttocks in the wide mirror next to the bed. My efforts had carried fruits. The tips of her inner labia looked very slightly out of the slot.
She was excited. When she kneeling next to me, the fragrant massage oil distributed on my back, I turned my palms up and pushed it under her thighs with a little pressure until I had my fingertips under her vagina. I wanted to get your excitement. Up and down their hands drove on my back, distributed the oil and massaged my back muscles. I leaned up my fingertips and could feel her slit. I could irritate her labia by moving my fingers a little in front of and back and back.
She allowed it without comment and started to massage the muscles right next to my spine with small circular movements from the bottom upwards. Did the good. Although I tense my muscles against the pressure, I found this massage handle very relaxing. Again and again she repeated these circular movements from the bottom to the neck. I worked on your cunt for about 7 minutes until I gave it up and decided to just enjoy the massage.
If I were on my back later, I would be able to work better your cunt. Now I just enjoyed. In the beginning I looked at her naked body with my breasts hanging down in the mirror, but then I closed my eyes and enjoyed the massage. Again and again she made the circular movements and repeatedly stroked her back with firm pressure from bottom to top. Sometimes inside, sometimes further outside, but only on my right side.
After felt like twenty minutes that I had really enjoyed, I was worried that she would only massage my right side. But after a few more minutes she got on her knees, first moved her left leg over my back and then her right and finally sat on my left side. There she repeated the circular movements and also painted over it on my left side. Again and again she took from the oil and expanded the massage to my buttocks, my thighs and my calves down to the heels.
The soles of the feet left it out, but the massage of my legs was very pleasant. After 6 minutes of leg massage, she suddenly distributed the oil on her expansive rear, swung back on feet and arms supported by me and lowered her butt on my back. Then she moved it over my back with slight pressure. I observe them in the mirror and the touches of their soft rear part were very pleasant and erotic. But when she slipped with her back and her left buttocks through the furrow of my buttocks and pressed it apart, I felt an erotic tingling in the whole body that was reflected very intensively by my stiff cock under me.
She didn’t stop at my buttocks, but drove my left thighs with her buttocks to my heels on the right and left and back to my heels and back. That was a feeling like in 7. Heaven and the tingling became more and more intense. From my thighs she drove over my back, over my right buttocks and my right leg down. Again this intense tingling and I thought about whether I might be ejaculate on my stomach, which I didn’t want.
But the feeling was just heavenly and she kept going, sometimes the right, sometimes the left side. When I was highly erotized, she climbed down from me. The Lingam Massageda didn’t do anything, I asked after I had made myself again, “Turn?”. “Yes” she said and I was really excited to see how it went on now. After all, this part would end with the lingamm massage and my orgasm. In the first part, I only found a shame that she hadn’t massaged my dam and the testicles.
But now I had a great view of her bare torso with the two beautiful breasts. And my hands now had full mobility again. She put plenty of oil in her hand again and distributed it on my upper body. Then she took plenty of oil again and distributed it on my stomach. From there she worked deeper, oiled my pubic hair and I was excited about her touches in my genital area. Her soft oily fingers encompassed my stiff penis and distributed the slippery oil on the shaft up and down.
At the glans, she made circular movements with her palms, which chased pleasant shower along my freshly massaged back. After my penis was well oily, she devoted herself to my long -hanging shaved scrotum and let my testicles dance up and down, while she was well oiled the soft wrinkled skin well. Then she continued with the inside of my thighs and oiled both legs thoroughly. She drove me again with my flat hands over my upper body and I enjoyed the sight of her breasts hanging in front of me.
Then she rose, took the bottle and a portion of oil out and started oiling her stomach. I didn’t want to miss the opportunity. I jumped up and asked: “Can I oil you?”. “Yes” was her simple answer again. I took the bottle out of her hand and took a strong sip of oil on my hand, distributed it between my palms and approached me to the waiting pretty naked girl that knelt on the bed in front of me.
I put my hands below her breasts and distributed the oil on her soft stomach with circular movements. When this was oily, my hands wandered higher and enclosed their soft breasts. I massaged them thoroughly with oil and enclosed their hard stiff nipples with three fingers, which I had slightly circle. With that I brought her out of her silent attitude. She groaned slightly. After oiling her breasts a little longer than necessary, I added some oil and rubbed her chest above the tits to your shoulders.
Then I took oil again and lowered my arm in her crotch. With oily fingers I felt her vulva and rubbed again and again from front and back and oiled the feminiest of all of her places thoroughly. I noticed how she enjoyed it because I realized how she sinked into my hand to determine the pressure of my fingers. Finally I drove the oily fingers over the inside of their plump thighs and finally oiled the outside to their wide hips.
After all, there was no longer anything to oil with her and I lay back on my back to hand over the booklet of action again. She slipped deeper and sat between my thighs, which she pushed apart. She leaned down until her tits on the inside of my thigh systems. Then she pushed up with a lowered chest until my stiff tail lay between her soft breasts. My hard tail was on her breastbone between her breasts and I felt the horny movement.
The hard nipples slid along my thighs and then over the hollows of my pelvis, which I really found excited. My cock gave me even hornier feelings, which kept going up and down between her firm breasts. In order to intensify the feeling, I put her breasts from the outside with my hands and press them together when gliding up and down. Now I also felt a little soft tight around my stiff cock. She kept going up and down and suddenly she did not stop when my glans clamped between her breasts, but continued to go up until her naked body was completely on me and surprised me that she was tenderly biting into my right earlobe.
An excited shower ran in waves through my highly excited body and the soft weight of her naked slippery body on which mine felt very good. At that moment I could even have imagined sex with her. I took their buttocks with both hands and so our bodies slid over each other several times. A great feeling and I felt her hard nipples on my chest that she was also very excited. Then she slid down between my legs and one last time my cock drove between her breasts until she knelt between my spread legs.
She put her stiff cock and pulled it to him until he stretched out vertically. With a fist closed, she drove up and down my shaft and made around the glans around the glans. I probably don’t have to emphasize that I was excited about the highest. With the other hand she took my testicles and rolled them in the closed hand, as to find out how much sperm probably waiting for them in it.
She tenderly kneaded my scrotum while she jerked my shaft. It was bent too exhausting with hanging breasts, because she changed to the right without letting go of my cock and sat down next to me. Before she lowered her wide buttocks, I made sure that my hand quickly came to lie under her soft buttocks. I attached her vulva and let my finger up and down in the column. She massaged my cock with both hands.
I noticed how she was getting wetter and swelling her inner labia. With my left hand I reached up to her left chest and massaged it. In particular, I twirled her stiff nipple between my fingertips and pulled it out of time and too carefully for a little long. Since I realized how much she was excited, I asked her, “Can I put my finger into you?”. “No,” she said and I failed to.
The soft breast in hand, her vulva in the other and getting the tail intensely massaged was like on cloud 7. Again and again she massaged my testicles. First gently and after some time more intense and demanding, as to ask you, finally release your sperm. But despite the intensive tail massage, it was enough for a great pull in the genital area, but not for the last piece to the summit of orgasm. She jerked me intensely for a good 10 minutes and I decided to make more of a strain on and focus on my desire to finally come.
So I pulled out my hand under her, hugging her wide buttocks and pressing her thighs on my pelvis with my arm. I left the other hand on her chest and kneaded it further. In order to further strengthen my desire, I lifted my buttocks a little to build a muscle tension like when bumping. The masseuse jerked intensively with both hands. With her right she massaged my glans and pressed it again and again between thumb and hand, with the other she jerked my shaft with strong pressure.
From time to time she also kneaded the testicles briefly to increase the tension there. With the pelvis I repeatedly pushed into her closed hand and finally I noticed how I came closer to my orgasm. I let her feel it by kneading her chest more intensely according to my lust. And finally it was time and I crossed the point-of-no-return. The orgasm could no longer be stopped. I lifted my pelvis with the upset stiff cock a little higher and my sperm shot into my cock and sprayed out with a small fountain between her rampant fist and clapped back on it from above.
I no longer saw the other ejaculation spurts because I dropped my head that had previously been on the events and enjoyed the spastic twitches in my pelvis. My hand had cramped around her left chest during orgasm. Now I let it groan loudly and snapped after air and my pelvis fell back onto the mattress. With very light pressure she stroked my shaft a few times and thus distributed my white sperm over it before she prevented and grabbed the roller with the kitchen towels.
She tore while I was lying flat and exhausted the ceiling, a cloth and rubbed my cock from the sperm. Then she took a second cloth and I felt how she rubbed my sperm from my pubic hair of my pelvis. Finally she wiped the sperm from my scrotum and thighs and wiped the remains of my penis one last time. Also, she also did not forget to push the sparrow residues out of the urethra beforehand before she finally cleaned it.
Then she took another cloth and wiped my sperm from her hands. Then she got up and went naked as she was out of the room. The massage was over and I got up a little more and went to the shower. My body was shiny from the massage oil and I tempered the water. I am thorough to get rid of the oil. But even when I was finished, the skin was still very soft from the oil.
I took the new underwear, stockings and T-shirt out of my coat pocket and put on again. The receptionist came and accompanied me. When asked how it was, I praised my masseuse and left the old building apartment. On the long way to the hotel I felt how relaxed my body was from the massage. But what wondered most was the feeling in my genital area. After an orgasm there was rather a dull feeling that asked for regeneration.
After the intensive massage I felt a violent tingling around. I felt it in my thighs, pelvis, tail, but especially in my testicles. When I arrived at the hotel, I took off, thought of the great massage and the horny girl and got me down again before I fell asleep and happily. I probably don’t have to emphasize that I had very intense erotic dreams at night.
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