Having a masseuse visit you in your hotel room is a must when you go to Asia. This is a quick story of one such encounter: not my first one , nor my last one, but a very memorable one. On this particular occasion I chose a reputable massage agency with great reviews, selected the body-to-body option, sat back and waited. As ever after you put the phone down there are a few nerves, but mainly a growing anticipation and excitement as the time approaches. And right on time the bell on the hotel room door sounded. Opening the door there she is: small, almost Japanese looking, long black hair, very smiley, a tight little body, and shiny black leggings – my favourite ! Let’s call her Zoon. She looks fabulous. This is going to be good. Zoon disappeared into the bathroom, emerging with one of the huge bath towels, before spreading it on the bed. “You there” she smiled in her best, but not very good, English. “No clothes. Down face.” Strangely undressing in front of a complete stranger holds no qualms. Off came the boxers as she looked at my coyly. She points at the bed. And I lie down. Cock already nice hardening. “We do something” as she stands beside me now prostrate on the bed. “I bathroom to change, but blindfold you first. Better for sensation.” All goes dark as the silk scarf envelopes my eyes shutting out everything. “Mmm” she says tracing her hand down my back making sure it just just touches my butt which is already rising aching to be touched. And off her footsteps head to the bathroom. And she’s right. You strain to hear any sound. I make out the sound of leggings being peeled off, the noise of a zip and the faint clicking sound. All of which makes me squirm even more on the bed. Not knowing. And then I sense she is there. I squirm, wondering, almost arching to be touched. I can smell the sweetness of her pussy there in front of me. I know it’s there. I want to take of the blindfold to see what she is wearing. I want to taste what I can smell. I start to raise my hand – “no stay for minute” Zoon whispers. Then she starts. She has warm hands dripping with warm oil. They spread down from my shoulders to the bottom of my back, then back again, gently at first then with more purpose. I shudder. My skin is alive. I arch and arch every time her hands swish up and down. I’m squirming here. So aroused. Powerless and under her spell already ! I’m using my breathing to stop myself cumming too quick: that is for later. Zoon works her hands on my back for a good 10-15 minutes, then I hear her move, more oil being squeezed into her hands, and then the hands go to work on my legs. Long languid strokes from ankle to thigh. They stop soo close to my bum, and each time slip just a little onto my inner thighs. She knows how to build tension, anticipation and excitement. Her hands start to focus on my thighs. Again languid strokes. And now getting closer and closer to brushing my balls between my legs. At first it’s the merest touch. The next few strokes go nowhere near, making me arch even more, almost making her hands touch me there. Her two hands then trace up my thighs in unison, dipping between and coating my balls in oil. I squirm. Struggling to control myself here. I’m squirming with desire and lust. Her fingers are then all over my balls. Massaging them. Gently pulling them. Covering them in oil. I squirm and squirm and squirm. Her hand then slides upwards oiling my very taut cock, covering it in oil. I’m not sure how much more of this I can stand. I know I am that far away from a huge orgasm lying there covered in oil, with some very skilled hands working my body. She senses it. “You cum for me ?” she whispers. Her hands grab my hips pulling me up just enough for her hands to slide underneath me engorging my cock. I arch up to give her more room. Her hands feel soo warm and oily, my cock feels so taut it’s untrue, and I feel an orgasm building. Her hands work up my cock, pulling the skin upwards, pausing slightly, then easing it down again. The feeling is like nothing else I’ve ever encountered. She just knows how to do this. How to stop just before I can take no more. “Now” she says. And her fingers do something that just makes me cum from my feet upwards. I feel the cum rising seemingly from my feet. I jerk violently as the first spurt lands God knows where. The second one is equally as violent. I’m shaking and jerking uncontrollably. More and more spurts follow. “Mmmm” purrs Zoon – as I’m sure she does to everyone ! I slump onto my front. Exhausted. Spent. But still twitching and shaking minutes afterwards. Her hands continue to glide across my back, more softly this time, more sensually. She’s bringing me down gently. Yet she knows where I’m sensitive and her nails flick the base of my back each time. Just as I’m coming down to earth her fingers then trace down through my bum cheeks. I feel more oil being poured between them. Her hands seem to part my cheeks allowing the oil to run round my anus, soaking it, and dripping more oil onto my balls. Again languid strokes massage the oil into my pert little but, her fingers tracing and touching my little anus which is now very obviously being arched towards her. The fingers glide across the oily tight skin, one gently circling my little hole, the other following and dipping almost imperceptibly inside. “You like” she whispers. And I have to say I do. It feels very dirty. Almost forbidden. But delicious. Her finger slides in and out, gently at first then with more power and speed. I’m literally convulsing. And squirming. And moaning. Loudly. Uncontrollably. I can feel my cock getting hard again. And then one more slide of her hands upwards removes my blindfold. “Turn over darling” she whispers in my ear. And I do. She is there at the bottom of the bed dressed in a tight black pvc basque, and stockings. Wow. Such a memorable sight. Very sexy and very impish. “I take off. Now body to body.” I’m unashamedly transfixed as this woman who’s just brought me to one orgasm obviously intends to bring me to at least one more strips off staring at me throughout! Oh she’s good. I watch as she pours oil onto her now naked breasts, smearing it all over her torso, then legs. Her eyes never leave mine as she leans forward, breasts starting to slide up my legs. She moves quickly up my entire body, pecking me on the lips before her breasts slide over my face covering it. The same long languid motion continues, each time making sure her breasts run oh so slowly either side of my cock. Which is getting hard again. Very hard. Her body sidles up along side mine again and now she focuses solely on my cock. “I make you cum again.” More oil on her hands and more dripped onto my aching warm cock. This time she is very tender. Gently working my foreskin up, pausing and gently pulling it down. It’s perfect. Her other hands works my balls in unison. I’m arching, squirming, panting and moaning in equal measure. Then I feel it. Starting in the middle of my cock for some reason. I tighten every muscle in my body involuntarily. I watch her hand flashing up and down my cock. Frantic yet gentle. Then my balls tighten too, and a convulse again as another huge spurt flies into the air. She moans and I moan. I cum floods again: spurt after spurt of really thick cum. I squirm unable to seemingly control my body. An incredible sensation. It takes another few minutes before my body comes back down to earth again. I seem to be in Zoon’s arms now, spooning me from behind. It feels very warm, and bordering on close, which it obviously can’t be ! “We take shower ?” she whispers, lips on my ears. And at that moment I know the evening isn’t quite over yet … but that is another story !