A while back I read on this forum where somebody asked whether or not it was feasible to get tickled by a professional masseuse. At least one or two guys strongly recommended it. One guy seemed to really know what he was talking about and spoke of the different types of massage places. I didn't want one of those Asian ***** houses that are disguised as massage parlors. I wanted to see if I could get a real masseuse to tickle me, who wasn't a prostitute. Well I'm making pretty good money these days so I figured why not give it a try. The worse that could happen is she doesn't tickle me and I still get a massage out of the deal.
I found this place on the edge of town that advertised only foot massages. I went in and a pretty Asian girl told me to come back in 30 minutes. There was nothing about the place that suggested prostitution so I went back. As it turns out, she does full body massage. I paid my sixty bucks for an hour massage and went into the room she showed me. There was a clean, professional massage table there and a radio playing relaxing seashore music. I saw a sign on the wall that said This is a professional establishment. Please keep yourself covered.
I stripped down to just my briefs and laid face down on the table. The girl came in and once again, I was struck with how pretty she was. I asked her name. She said Donna. I asked her where she's from. She said Beijing. I couldn't help but think of my Chinese friend Zhang Li at the office who still tickles me every now and then.
The first thing she did was to gently slide my underpants down and completely off me! I'm thinking wow, so much for the sign on the wall! So she starts massaging me, and she definitely found my tight spots very quickly and she expertly worked them out. She was pretty amazing. The only problem was that she seemed to be the only one working there so any time somebody came in she had to stop what she was doing and go deal with them. I decided to take advantage of one of those interruptions. When she came back in I told her that I like being tickled and could she do that? She smiled and I wasn't sure if she understood me or not. She just picked up where she left off and massaged professionally without any tickling.
She worked every muscle in my ass, my legs and my feet. Then she started very lightly running her fingers over my back and my ass. I'm thinking wow, she's tickling me! She did hear me! I turned to her and pointed to one of my armpits. She started lightly tickling my armpits and my sides and my ass, and god damn it was fucking terrific! I'm struggling to stay in one place and she just kept it up. Finally she asks me to turn over. So I did and there was the Washington Monument pointing furiously to the ceiling. I mean I was so hard I didn't have enough skin left to blink my eyes. She started slow almost like foreplay and worked up speed slowly. She tickled my balls and she tickled my pube area, and then she kicked it into high gear and I just exploded.
She never asked me for any more money, but I gave her $40 as a tip, to make it an even C-note. She tickled me again as I was walking out. God, I love Chinese women. It's like once they get a taste of a ticklish guy, they become lers for life. Now Donna is great and I may visit her again eventually. But what I really want is to talk a regular masseuse into tickling me. One who doesn't specialize in happy endings. I just love the idea of a woman exciting me sexually and having no idea she's doing it. That is the holy grail for this ticklish guy. The search continues.
I found this place on the edge of town that advertised only foot massages. I went in and a pretty Asian girl told me to come back in 30 minutes. There was nothing about the place that suggested prostitution so I went back. As it turns out, she does full body massage. I paid my sixty bucks for an hour massage and went into the room she showed me. There was a clean, professional massage table there and a radio playing relaxing seashore music. I saw a sign on the wall that said This is a professional establishment. Please keep yourself covered.
I stripped down to just my briefs and laid face down on the table. The girl came in and once again, I was struck with how pretty she was. I asked her name. She said Donna. I asked her where she's from. She said Beijing. I couldn't help but think of my Chinese friend Zhang Li at the office who still tickles me every now and then.
The first thing she did was to gently slide my underpants down and completely off me! I'm thinking wow, so much for the sign on the wall! So she starts massaging me, and she definitely found my tight spots very quickly and she expertly worked them out. She was pretty amazing. The only problem was that she seemed to be the only one working there so any time somebody came in she had to stop what she was doing and go deal with them. I decided to take advantage of one of those interruptions. When she came back in I told her that I like being tickled and could she do that? She smiled and I wasn't sure if she understood me or not. She just picked up where she left off and massaged professionally without any tickling.
She worked every muscle in my ass, my legs and my feet. Then she started very lightly running her fingers over my back and my ass. I'm thinking wow, she's tickling me! She did hear me! I turned to her and pointed to one of my armpits. She started lightly tickling my armpits and my sides and my ass, and god damn it was fucking terrific! I'm struggling to stay in one place and she just kept it up. Finally she asks me to turn over. So I did and there was the Washington Monument pointing furiously to the ceiling. I mean I was so hard I didn't have enough skin left to blink my eyes. She started slow almost like foreplay and worked up speed slowly. She tickled my balls and she tickled my pube area, and then she kicked it into high gear and I just exploded.
She never asked me for any more money, but I gave her $40 as a tip, to make it an even C-note. She tickled me again as I was walking out. God, I love Chinese women. It's like once they get a taste of a ticklish guy, they become lers for life. Now Donna is great and I may visit her again eventually. But what I really want is to talk a regular masseuse into tickling me. One who doesn't specialize in happy endings. I just love the idea of a woman exciting me sexually and having no idea she's doing it. That is the holy grail for this ticklish guy. The search continues.
