Story ahead (short attention span cels btfo)
For all the DNRfags read the text colored yellow t[UWSL]o get to the sexy part bit you'll miss my shaksepeare tier prose. [/UWSL]
Preface:
Been super depressed around birthday this year. Being khhv at my age n all that. Vowed to lose the v card with a hoe and went on indefinite nofap.
Friend goes to these massage parlors called "spas". He takes massage and happy ending(hand job) from them. Goes to one he found on internet , but it turns out to be a shady brothel in disguise. Place offers cheap sex but he doesn't like the hoes so scrambles.
Tells me all about it so I decide to visit the place to lose v-card cheaply.
Few days before:
Even though I was filled to the brim with disgust over my sexless life that I spent away fapping, I was still afraid of going since it would've been a first and I had no guide. So I kept delaying it, making silly excuses to myself like lack of sleep, until the disgust finally won over the inhibition and decided to just go. I was on nofap for almost two weeks at this point and feeling very horny each day
The day it happened:
First stage: book an appointment.
I was sleep deprived again but fuck it. After mulling over it for 2 hours walking around and around in my room I finally searched the place on google and called their number. Some chick picked up, I lied to her that my friend is a regular and recommended this place. We talked about the timings and slots, she booked an appointment for the time I gave her and then she asked what race of girl I'd like. I instinctively went for Asian.
First stage complete, Second stage - buy condoms(for first time ever) . I walked to a not so nearby medical store in scortching heat. It was one where I don't go regularly. Some guy was buying stuff his stuff so I waited until he left and zeroed in on the shop making sure no one was around. I asked the clerk for one piece durex but he tells me that they only sell packets of three. Of course after a lifetime of inceldom I don't know these details.
. I brought the pack and immediately put it in my pocket before the clerk could put it in an inconspicuous paperbag lol. I was acting as if I'm committing some crime and it showed.
Stage two complete, stage three: Go there and be done with it.
So I went to the place. Had to walk a bit after getting off the subway. Again in scortching heat. It was worsening my already sleep deprived cranky mood. But that feeling was overwhelmed by complete utter inhibition.
I reach the place but there's no sign of the establishment. So I call them and they send out a man to get me. He takes me to this narrow stairway between two big stores and there was a door at top, I walked through it
The place was really dark with a few low luminosity colored led lights illuminating the everythong. There was a reception in front with a chick sitting there. I asked her about my appointment after telling her my fake name. She asked for the payment for the massage and called for that shady dude to guide me to the room.
The room was better lit. There's a dressing table, a bed with white sheets and a small shower room. The guy gave me a disposable thong underwear which barely hid anything and asked me to change while he sends the therapist. I was so confused by everything that I didn't change. I was expecting them to show me a selection of girls and let me choose. I was expecting a proper bed (not a massage bed) on which I would fuck sum bitch. I didn't change and went out to remind the guy to send an asian chick. He tells me not to worry and to change quickly. I went back but still didn't change. Then the girl came and seeing me in full clothing asked me to change and left. So I changed into the undie and she returned a few minutes later.
THE GIRL:
The chick was a SOLID 2/10. Not at all what I imagined or expected from my friend's descriptions of his escapades. She was asian yes but dark, like one of those SEA gooks. And she was a bit fat for my taste. Not very attractice facially too. But at this point I couldn't give a fuck about that. Already all my expectations from this visit had broken. So I just went with the flow without complaining. Its a first time there are bound to be mistakes, right?
THE MASSAGE:
So I lied down and she started massaging my legs. All hopes of this resulting in sex were dashed. I started sweet talking her, acting as if I'm low inhib and comfortable around women. I complemented her many times on her looks and massage. It actually struck me later just how much I was acting like a nice guy simp. Guess I was going for a less professional more personal kind of relationship so things could be easier down the line. But it clearly didn't work since we were mostly talking about her massage
During the massage she asked me many times if I was feeling good and everytime I lied . To tell the truth I never needed massages and couldn't give a fuck about it. I was not relaxed, I was anxious over asking her about sexual favors n shit. So I manned up at one point and asked her if I could ask her something. She stopped and went "what? " . But my high inhib ass couldn't go further. So she started massaging again. Some time passed and I asked again, this time loueder, "can you tell me about the sexual services? ". She went oh the " extra services" in the end. Even though I lied that I've been to many parlors, my true inexperience shined through. Didn't even know the right terms.
She told me that body to body is 2.5 times extra. I was like ok. Again, my mind was not in calculatipn mode. It was horny + disgusted + be done with it mode. Plus it wasn't that expensive compared to other places. She told me, atleast twice, in very clear terms that sex is not on the table. Probably because I used the word sexual service to describe handjob/b2b etc. So I confirmed the b2b.
The B2B:
At one point she stopped the massage and asked me if we can start it. I gave her the go. So she asked for extra payment. I jokingly bulshitted her for a while about her not trusting me but ultimately I paid her. Then she dimmed the lights further making the room almost completely dark like some red light bedroom with barely enough light to see shit.
She started removing her clothes one by one and was compeltely naked. To tell you the truth I was not that excited. I have seen more than a decade and a half worth of naked women in porn plus I'm not as horny as I used to be, so watching the female form live did not leave the same impact it should've. She smiled at me and asked if I'm ok. I responded with delay, my mind was on autopilot at this point.
She removed my underwear, and asked me to turn around and lie down on my belly. Then she sat on top of me,naked, and started massaging my thighs and hips. Her fingers almost reached my asshole. It was a good sensation. After a few minutes of that she completely lied down on me .
I could feel her boobies on my back, her head fell on my shoulded. She let out a moaning like sound while she did it. Then she started moving back and forth.
She got off me and asked me to turn around and I did. Now she sat on top of me, cowgirl style and after massaging a bit again went down. Now we were literally hugging each other, her on top of me and then she started moving back and forth again. Her belly and parts of her vagege were rubbing on my dick. I started gaining erection.
I asked her if I could touched her boobs and she allowed. So I played with them, grabbed them and suckled a little bit. The boobs were good, nice and firm. One of my sucks was too hard and she made an "ouch". I apologized.She would stop while I did that and would start moving her body again when I stopped. This went on for a while then she laid down beside me, whispering my name and started stroking my dick. Meanwhile I was playing with her bobs and ass. After a while I told to go slow inorder to achieve edging. But I saw a confused look on her face so I looked down and saw that I had already started ejaculating.
After it was over we went to the shower. I was completely subjected to her instructions at this point. In the shower it became a bit awkward between us. We didn't touch each other or anything just washed ourselves standing at some distance. After ejaculating my inhibition returned and I had little need for ger body.
I noticed she was washing her vagina too much, even the insides even though we never had sex. Either she was afraid that whatever negligent contact our genitals had could give her diseased, or she was washing away her cum after this interaction.
And then we dressed up.
AFTERMATH:
Dressed up, I sat on the bed. My body and mind completely frozen. Chick asked me politely, we done? Basically asking me to leave. But I just wouldn't speak or move so she went away with a goodbye. I soon left the room, the guy was now sitting on reception. Without so much as looking at him I went out.
Down the stairs and back on the road by senses came back and I was hit with a feeling I'd never felt. It was like all my depression and anxiety, all the shit that bogs down the mind went away. It was as hot as ever but I still felt refreshed. For a moment in the longest time I was happy. This feeling lasted till evening.
EPILOGUE:
Now everytime images from that experience return to mind, the body reacts from the shyness like a newly wed bride. Fapping just doesn't feel good anymore. Already had enough of that, a lifetime's worth. There's no satisfaction without that human touch. I look forward to my next escapade and this time I'll try to lose the v-card fo sure
For all the DNRfags read the text colored yellow t[UWSL]o get to the sexy part bit you'll miss my shaksepeare tier prose. [/UWSL]
Preface:
Been super depressed around birthday this year. Being khhv at my age n all that. Vowed to lose the v card with a hoe and went on indefinite nofap.
Friend goes to these massage parlors called "spas". He takes massage and happy ending(hand job) from them. Goes to one he found on internet , but it turns out to be a shady brothel in disguise. Place offers cheap sex but he doesn't like the hoes so scrambles.
Tells me all about it so I decide to visit the place to lose v-card cheaply.
Few days before:
Even though I was filled to the brim with disgust over my sexless life that I spent away fapping, I was still afraid of going since it would've been a first and I had no guide. So I kept delaying it, making silly excuses to myself like lack of sleep, until the disgust finally won over the inhibition and decided to just go. I was on nofap for almost two weeks at this point and feeling very horny each day
The day it happened:
First stage: book an appointment.
I was sleep deprived again but fuck it. After mulling over it for 2 hours walking around and around in my room I finally searched the place on google and called their number. Some chick picked up, I lied to her that my friend is a regular and recommended this place. We talked about the timings and slots, she booked an appointment for the time I gave her and then she asked what race of girl I'd like. I instinctively went for Asian.
First stage complete, Second stage - buy condoms(for first time ever) . I walked to a not so nearby medical store in scortching heat. It was one where I don't go regularly. Some guy was buying stuff his stuff so I waited until he left and zeroed in on the shop making sure no one was around. I asked the clerk for one piece durex but he tells me that they only sell packets of three. Of course after a lifetime of inceldom I don't know these details.
. I brought the pack and immediately put it in my pocket before the clerk could put it in an inconspicuous paperbag lol. I was acting as if I'm committing some crime and it showed.Stage two complete, stage three: Go there and be done with it.
So I went to the place. Had to walk a bit after getting off the subway. Again in scortching heat. It was worsening my already sleep deprived cranky mood. But that feeling was overwhelmed by complete utter inhibition.
I reach the place but there's no sign of the establishment. So I call them and they send out a man to get me. He takes me to this narrow stairway between two big stores and there was a door at top, I walked through it
The place was really dark with a few low luminosity colored led lights illuminating the everythong. There was a reception in front with a chick sitting there. I asked her about my appointment after telling her my fake name. She asked for the payment for the massage and called for that shady dude to guide me to the room.
The room was better lit. There's a dressing table, a bed with white sheets and a small shower room. The guy gave me a disposable thong underwear which barely hid anything and asked me to change while he sends the therapist. I was so confused by everything that I didn't change. I was expecting them to show me a selection of girls and let me choose. I was expecting a proper bed (not a massage bed) on which I would fuck sum bitch. I didn't change and went out to remind the guy to send an asian chick. He tells me not to worry and to change quickly. I went back but still didn't change. Then the girl came and seeing me in full clothing asked me to change and left. So I changed into the undie and she returned a few minutes later.
THE GIRL:
The chick was a SOLID 2/10. Not at all what I imagined or expected from my friend's descriptions of his escapades. She was asian yes but dark, like one of those SEA gooks. And she was a bit fat for my taste. Not very attractice facially too. But at this point I couldn't give a fuck about that. Already all my expectations from this visit had broken. So I just went with the flow without complaining. Its a first time there are bound to be mistakes, right?
THE MASSAGE:
So I lied down and she started massaging my legs. All hopes of this resulting in sex were dashed. I started sweet talking her, acting as if I'm low inhib and comfortable around women. I complemented her many times on her looks and massage. It actually struck me later just how much I was acting like a nice guy simp. Guess I was going for a less professional more personal kind of relationship so things could be easier down the line. But it clearly didn't work since we were mostly talking about her massage
During the massage she asked me many times if I was feeling good and everytime I lied . To tell the truth I never needed massages and couldn't give a fuck about it. I was not relaxed, I was anxious over asking her about sexual favors n shit. So I manned up at one point and asked her if I could ask her something. She stopped and went "what? " . But my high inhib ass couldn't go further. So she started massaging again. Some time passed and I asked again, this time loueder, "can you tell me about the sexual services? ". She went oh the " extra services" in the end. Even though I lied that I've been to many parlors, my true inexperience shined through. Didn't even know the right terms.
She told me that body to body is 2.5 times extra. I was like ok. Again, my mind was not in calculatipn mode. It was horny + disgusted + be done with it mode. Plus it wasn't that expensive compared to other places. She told me, atleast twice, in very clear terms that sex is not on the table. Probably because I used the word sexual service to describe handjob/b2b etc. So I confirmed the b2b.
The B2B:
At one point she stopped the massage and asked me if we can start it. I gave her the go. So she asked for extra payment. I jokingly bulshitted her for a while about her not trusting me but ultimately I paid her. Then she dimmed the lights further making the room almost completely dark like some red light bedroom with barely enough light to see shit.
She started removing her clothes one by one and was compeltely naked. To tell you the truth I was not that excited. I have seen more than a decade and a half worth of naked women in porn plus I'm not as horny as I used to be, so watching the female form live did not leave the same impact it should've. She smiled at me and asked if I'm ok. I responded with delay, my mind was on autopilot at this point.
She removed my underwear, and asked me to turn around and lie down on my belly. Then she sat on top of me,naked, and started massaging my thighs and hips. Her fingers almost reached my asshole. It was a good sensation. After a few minutes of that she completely lied down on me .
I could feel her boobies on my back, her head fell on my shoulded. She let out a moaning like sound while she did it. Then she started moving back and forth.
She got off me and asked me to turn around and I did. Now she sat on top of me, cowgirl style and after massaging a bit again went down. Now we were literally hugging each other, her on top of me and then she started moving back and forth again. Her belly and parts of her vagege were rubbing on my dick. I started gaining erection.
I asked her if I could touched her boobs and she allowed. So I played with them, grabbed them and suckled a little bit. The boobs were good, nice and firm. One of my sucks was too hard and she made an "ouch". I apologized.She would stop while I did that and would start moving her body again when I stopped. This went on for a while then she laid down beside me, whispering my name and started stroking my dick. Meanwhile I was playing with her bobs and ass. After a while I told to go slow inorder to achieve edging. But I saw a confused look on her face so I looked down and saw that I had already started ejaculating.
After it was over we went to the shower. I was completely subjected to her instructions at this point. In the shower it became a bit awkward between us. We didn't touch each other or anything just washed ourselves standing at some distance. After ejaculating my inhibition returned and I had little need for ger body.
I noticed she was washing her vagina too much, even the insides even though we never had sex. Either she was afraid that whatever negligent contact our genitals had could give her diseased, or she was washing away her cum after this interaction.
And then we dressed up.
AFTERMATH:
Dressed up, I sat on the bed. My body and mind completely frozen. Chick asked me politely, we done? Basically asking me to leave. But I just wouldn't speak or move so she went away with a goodbye. I soon left the room, the guy was now sitting on reception. Without so much as looking at him I went out.
Down the stairs and back on the road by senses came back and I was hit with a feeling I'd never felt. It was like all my depression and anxiety, all the shit that bogs down the mind went away. It was as hot as ever but I still felt refreshed. For a moment in the longest time I was happy. This feeling lasted till evening.
EPILOGUE:
Now everytime images from that experience return to mind, the body reacts from the shyness like a newly wed bride. Fapping just doesn't feel good anymore. Already had enough of that, a lifetime's worth. There's no satisfaction without that human touch. I look forward to my next escapade and this time I'll try to lose the v-card fo sure
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