My first erotic massage in the hotel room
I just returned from Bucharest, where I had an erotic massage for the first time in my hotel room.
During our last trip here, I was with a co-worker who was propositioned several times by what he described as beautiful women while walking around the hotel. He was far too religious to take these girls up on their offer – or at least acknowledge it.
So this time I made myself available every night sitting alone in the hotel bar, or at the wine bar in the lobby, and not only did no one ask me out, but I never saw anyone who I assumed was a prostitute.
Finally, I take my fate into my own hands and enter Bucharest, looking for a massage parlor. I walked for about an hour. I saw a place that might be one, but I wasn’t sure and didn’t feel comfortable going in and finding out. So I went back to the hotel.
When I arrived at the hotel, I saw a woman calling me before I entered the building.
– Massage?
I’m going back to find Amy. She looked like a 35 year old woman. She had a pretty good body and a great set of breasts. I stopped walking and backed up a bit. She stepped up and told me the price for a massage in my room.
Then he said:
– How about two girls? while calling his partner.
The other girl wasn’t as pretty, but she wasn’t ugly either, so once I got her to agree to go topless, I said ok.
They walked only half a step behind me into the hotel. I figured this was close enough to not get kicked out of the hotel for pleasure and far enough to turn down if we ran into a co-worker.
I finally made it to my room and was now in uncharted territory. I’ve only had a massage in my hotel room once, and it was very thorough and appropriate.
I said I was pretty sweaty and Amy said,
– Then take a shower.
They sat down at the end of the bed to wait.
I stood there and removed my shirt, shoes, socks and pants until I was only in my boxers. I rolled up my pants and took them into the bathroom with me. Amy seemed nice enough, but I wouldn’t leave my wallet or passport with her. I went into the bathroom and left the door open while I undressed and got in the shower.
Two minutes later, I was back in the room, naked, covered only by the towel. They told me to lie face down on the bed. I tried to challenge them and said:
– But you girls have to be topless first.
They agreed that they would end up topless, but not yet. So I hadn’t gotten there.
I lay down on the bed and Amy started massaging me. The other girl – whose name I never learned – went into the bathroom to pee. She was in their time quite a long time and never closed the door. I thought he got comfortable very quickly.
She finally came back and joined the massage. It was a strange massage. They didn’t use oil or cream. Amy was quite vigorous and skilled. Her partner less so. I wasn’t really expecting a great massage, but I wanted to have fun stripping with these girls and see where it would go.
After about 15 minutes they made me come back. At this point they took off their shirts. I was surprised when I saw their bras. They were identical to each other – apart from Amy’s cups being bigger – and looked like what my mother probably wore in the 50’s. A real passion killer.
My erection persevered and finally they took off their bras and we were ready to begin.
I lay on my side on my king size bed. Amy was kneeling next to my waist and massaging my upper chest. It also gave me full access to her breasts. Her partner knelt on the other side of my waist with her back to me. She was in front of my cock.
He started giving me a handjob. It had absolutely no style, unless you can refer to a file driver as style. He oiled me and caressed me so fast I thought he was going to rip my cock off. Meanwhile, I was enjoying Amy’s breasts quite a bit.
I reached down and took his hands off my cock once so I could breathe and asked him to slow down. A minute later I took her hands again and stood in front of her on my knees. I took her breasts in my hands and started to feel them and suck them, I just needed a break in the action, I didn’t want to finish so quickly. I took her hands and placed them on my cock and showed her how to slow it down. I begged them to let me last one more minute. I laid back and she grabbed me and stroked me even faster than before.
It felt great, really great, but it was going so fast that it would be over too soon. I let her continue for another 30 seconds and removed her hands from his cock. I put her in front of me and started playing with her breasts again. They weren’t as pretty as Amy’s, but they were still boobs. And I was delaying my orgasm. After thirty seconds I took Amy’s hands and placed them on my cock and let her stroke me.
Unfortunately, I was quite far away and even though she had a much better style, I was too far and finished in about 30 seconds. But when I finished I finished strong. It was all over my chest and almost hit me in the face.
I try my best to be as skilled as the girls allow me when they are stroking me, but usually once I ejaculate I lay back and let them clean me. So I relaxed as they got some warm cloths and cleaned me up. I stood naked while they dressed. Amy gave me her business card, each gave me a hug and left.
I thought it was a pretty good experience, but I thought it would have been better if Amy was alone.
On my last night in Bucharest, I saw Amy again in the parking lot. I took his business card and went to the wine bar and started texting him. The first time we met she forced me to pay a little more, so tonight I wanted to try to get a final price just for her services.
I texted him and said:
– Amy, this is Dave, from Tuesday night. I see you are back at my hotel, do you have time for a massage?
She replied:
– What room number?
I didn’t just want her to come to my room, because I wanted her to come alone, not with her partner. Instead of giving him my room number, I said:
– I’m interested in a massage from you, not a four-hand massage, how much does that cost?
Her answer:
– What room number?
I said:
– No, let’s meet in the bar, but just you, ok?
She replied:
– Are you mad at me?
I didn’t understand this answer, but I said:
– No, I was just offering you a drink in the bar on the second floor.
She said:
– Okay, I’ll be there in 5 minutes.
So I left the wine bar and went to the elevator bank on the second floor. This gave me a view of the front door, the stairs to the second floor and the second floor bar. Finally he entered through the front door. I noticed three things. First of all, she was walking and looking very uncomfortable, I guess she can be kicked out if she is not with a client. Second, he was wearing the exact same outfit he had two days ago. She showed off her chest really well so I didn’t complain. Third, she was alone.
He headed for the elevator very quickly. You could make the elevator go to the second floor without the room key. I met her when she got off the elevator. We decided to just go to my room and not go to the bar.
We got back in the elevator and took her to my room on the 14th floor. It was much more intimate with just the two of us instead of having her partner there. Once the door was closed he started to help me undress. In thirty seconds I was empty. I also started removing her clothes and she agreed to be topless for the massage, not just at the end like last night.
He had me lie down on my stomach and started right away. We talked a little, but not much. I like four-handed massages, but only if both girls are good at it. Amy’s partner wasn’t good at it so this massage was actually better. She started with my shoulders and moved on to a scalp massage. This was very relaxing. Then he started working on my back. Within five minutes he was working my ass.
She sat on her bottom for a while getting quite intimate. Every minute or so she would reach underneath and stroke my cock and testicles. He then moved to my legs and started working up each leg. Once again, as he reached the top, he let his hands slide into my legs for a kick.
As a massage, this was not a great one. She didn’t use oil or massage cream, so the direct skin-to-skin contact didn’t flow like it usually does in a spa. However, the good part was that it was just the two of us in my private hotel room. That added a degree of excitement.
When he got me back, it was a completely different process than last time. She was already topless and was kneeling next to my shoulder, massaging my chest. She let her hands slide down my stomach and gave me a stroke or two every few strokes. When she started stroking my cock, she was much more intimate than her partner was.
In turn, her closeness allowed me to use both my hands and mouth on her generously sized breasts. She allowed me to feel her bottom. Boy did she have a firm butt. It was loud.
I tried a few times to remove his jean shorts, but he wouldn’t let me. She went on to say:
– We don’t have sex.
I wasn’t actually looking for that, but ok.
She kept a relatively steady pace stroking my cock. Break every minute or two when I was almost done. It took me a few more minutes and then I started pulling her strings over her hands and onto my stomach. He got off the bed and got a warm towel to clean me up.
When it was over, she got off the bed and I sat, still naked, at the foot of the bed. At this moment, he wanted to talk, he was in no hurry to leave. She asked:
– How often do you come to Bucharest?
I replied that I would be back in two months. At this time, he ran away and took his mobile phone. She came back and sat on my lap and started asking me if I could bring her some specific makeup when I got back. She promised to pay me for it. I continued the conversation, letting her show me everything she wanted to show me. At one point I got her off my lap and we went to the minibar and she got us drinks.
As I sat on the bed she came to sit on my lap but before she could slide off I pulled her pants down. She did not object. Now he was sitting on my lap talking about this and that, I could only understand half of it. All she was wearing was a simple pair of white panties. I let her sit on my lap as long as she wanted and kept my hands busy feeling her breasts and bottom. She stopped talking a few times and leaned in for short kisses.
At one point he looked down and saw that I was more than half way to a full erection. She began to exclaim:
– Oh my God, your penis is great!
I took his hand and put it on his cock while I put my mouth on one breast, one hand on the other and with the other hand I tried to remove his panties. We were halfway there before she realized she was losing her edge here. She got down on her knees and played with my cock for a minute or so, but the spell was broken.
We talked for another minute or two and then she started to get dressed. After all, I’m sure he wanted other customers for that evening. I promised to let her know when I got back and told her I would try to find the makeup she wanted. I think I’ll also go to the mall and look to get her some sexy lingerie.
