NTR Massage Parlour: A Wellness Technique Guide

Her entire body went into a state of frantic convulsion as her eyes rolled back into her head. Fluid burst out from her pussy, mixing with his cum as it spilled from every corner.

She couldn't control it—clutching his body tightly as if it were the only solid thing in her world—completely consumed by the orgasm.

"Haa…" she exhaled as he pulled out of her.

"How was it?" he asked with a smirk.

She hesitated to answer.

"Come on, don't be shy. You enjoyed it. If you admit it, we just might do it again."

"Hello?" someone called out from outside. "Is anyone here?"

"Shit, a customer… we'll have to continue this another time, Remi."

They quickly cleaned themselves up and put their clothes back on.

Yohan walked out to see a girl, she was pretty with bright blue top and a jean short.

"Good afternoon ma'am," he said to the young lady, "are you here for a massage?"

"Yes please…"

"Okay, right this way," he directed her to one of the other rooms.

Remi was currently cleaning the one he normally used. She used a mop to wipe the ground covered by her own love juice.

"It's so much…" she said, her face turning red from the embarrassment.

Her legs were almost too weak to carry the rest of her body, and there was this insistent ringing coming from inside her pussy.

"I can still feel him inside of me…" her hands moved down and went under her dress,

"Hnn…" she moaned as her finger brushed against her pussy through her panties

The shape of her swollen pussy was outlined by the panties.

"It's so hot…" She pressed down on it. "hnng..."

"...I want it again"

In the other room Yohan wasn't doing any better, his cock was still a bit hard. The only way he could hide it was by tucking it up against his waist, beneath his trousers.

He began massaging the girl, starting from her legs.

'I didn't notice it but she has an amazing body' he thought to himself taking a glance at her ass. It was firm and round.

Yohan's fingers dug deep into her skin, kneading the tension trapped beneath the surface. The girl let out a soft sigh, her body relaxing under his touch as he moved steadily upward.

Her skin was warm, smooth yet firm, and the way her muscles responded to his hands told him she was used to physical activity, but also long overdue for relief.

'She must work out a lot'

"Does that feel okay?" he asked in a calm, professional tone, trying to keep his focus.

"Mhm… yes," she murmured, her voice low and slightly breathy.

He swallowed, forcing himself to stay composed. The rhythmic motion of his hands slowed for a moment before he shifted his focus to her thighs, working carefully, his thumbs tracing small circles that made her shiver slightly.

'I can see the shape of her pussy…'

There was a towel on top her ass but from this position he could easily see her panties. His cock twitched hungrily.

"Aah…!" Her voice raised slightly.

He mistakenly added extra force "Sorry, I must have done it too hard,"

'Focus, Yohan… just do your job,' he reminded himself, even though his pulse was starting to race.

"Uhmm… excuse me," she said softly, "I was actually hoping to get a chest massage. I'm not sure if that would be appropriate?"

Yohan paused mid-motion. "A chest massage?" he repeated, a bit uncertain.

"Yeah," she replied, without lifting her head. "Isn't that part of a traditional full-body massage?"

"You want a full-body massage?" Yohan asked, surprised by her request.

"Yes, please… is that strange because you're a guy?"

"No, no—not at all," Yohan replied quickly, trying to sound composed. "I can do that for you. Just… um, take off your bra and turn over."

He felt a flicker of hesitation as the words left his mouth. He hadn't expected a stranger to make such a request so casually.

She didn't seem bothered, though. With quiet confidence, she unclasped her bra and lay back down, her expression calm and trusting as she settled into the massage bed.

Her breasts were relaxed, settling wide and soft against her chest. They were smooth and full, their shape defined only by the easy pull of gravity. The skin was pale, drawing his eye to the slightly darker circles of her areolas. Her nipples were small and delicate at the center.

She was completely open, and waiting.

Yohan swallowed, this definitely wasn't the best time for something like this to happen, his slightly hard cock was quickly starting to get harder.

"You can go ahead and start. I'm a professional athlete so I'm already experienced with situations like this," she said calmly,

"I normally prefer my massues to be a woman but I'm fine with men too as long as they can remain professional,"

"That means you came to the right place, I'm very professional," he chuckled sheepishly, taking a deep breath before moving his hand to her body.

'Shit! It is starting to poke out… I have to think about anything else!!!'

That was the most difficult challenge Yohan had ever faced. He tried to avoid touching her breast directly, taking his time on her abdomen instead.

But that was only a temporary solution, soon it was only the breast left to massage.

His palm, slick with hot oil, settled onto her chest. There was no hesitation now, the moment had come.

He began the slow, outward stroke, working along the lower curve of her right breast. It was necessary work, easing the tension near her ribs, but his focus narrowed to the incredible softness yielding beneath my hand.

Her skin was warm and so supple. He felt the pure, unburdened weight of her breast shift and smooth under the steady, circular pressure.

Yohan was slowly starting to get used to the motion, his sexual urges gradually fading away from his mind.

Then, for the briefest, most careless instant, the heel of his hand shifted. His thumb brushed the delicate, peaked center of her right nipple.

A soft, raw sound escaped her lips "Mmhn…"