My experience of being served by a man (a martial arts science fiction adult novel)

During the May Day holiday, I came to Bali with a sister. This time we stayed at the five-star NUSA LEMBONGAN RESORT hotel. This hotel is on a small island. There is only one hotel on the entire island, so the environment is very good. On the evening of the second day, we went to experience the absolutely addictive gentle JUNGLE SPA (3 small SPA treatments, 1 person 1 room). I heard that this SPA is specially for female customers, and it has many special treatments for women's reproductive health, all of which have very good health effects, and the service is particularly meticulous. Basically, you don't have to do anything yourself. The tour guide also said that there are very special massages.

I came to the SPA with my friend out of curiosity, and was led by a waiter to a very beautiful room. The side of the room facing the sea was made of a whole wall of glass, so you could see the scenery outside. The waiter said that outsiders could not see in through the glass wall, so it was very safe. Looking at the furnishings in the room, there is a large jacuzzi, two massage beds, and a very comfortable sofa. The other furniture inside is very old. Anyway, it's very beautiful, and it's hard for me to describe it in words.

At this time, the waiter asked me to sit down and drink a cup of Bali's special flower tea, which would help calm my nerves. After a while, a masseuse came in. She was wearing a pair of white shorts. The pants were very thin and you could see that she was not wearing anything underneath. She was probably in her twenties, with dark skin but a good figure. She seemed to have been carefully selected. She spoke very softly and asked me, "Can I serve you?" I feel quite satisfied and then start my SPA trip.

She said, "Let me help you take off your clothes first." I felt very strange because in China, people have to take off their clothes by themselves in SPA. At this time she asked me to sit on the sofa, she took a large bath towel and covered my thighs with it. I was wearing a skirt that day. At this time, she took off my shoes first and put on a pair of cotton slippers for me. Then she washed her hands, dried them, reached into the bath towel, and began to take off my skirt. It was quite embarrassing to have someone take off my skirt for the first time. The skirt was difficult to take off, but this masseuse was very considerate and patient. She took off my skirt carefully and hung it on a hanger. Then she began to take off my underwear, taking it off more carefully and slowly. She rolled up my underwear and put it in a bag. Next, she started to take off my clothes, which was less laborious. After taking off my bra, she picked up a bath towel and wrapped me up, and asked me to lie down on the massage bed. She considered every detail of the process for her customers.

After lying down, she took off the bath towel and told me to wash my body first. So she turned on the hot water and slowly poured it over my body, rubbing my body slowly with her hands. My tense heart gradually relaxed. After my whole body was wet, she asked me whether I wanted her to clean my private parts or whether I should wash them myself. At this time, I was too lazy to move and just let her do everything. Then she started to pour hot water over my private parts, carefully rinsing the folds inside my labia. It felt really strange to let someone else wash my private parts for the first time, but it was really comfortable. At this time, I was completely immersed in the enjoyment.

Next, she began to apply shower gel on me, rubbing every inch of my skin from top to bottom very carefully. The smooth feeling was really comfortable. At this time, she started to apply shower gel on my vulva, but she changed to a different kind. She said that this was specially for women's vulva washing. It contained unique medicinal effects and had good health-care effects. It could also wash the inside of the vagina without being irritating. She rubbed her vagina very carefully, I was never so careful when I washed it myself.

She took a very soft brush and brushed the folds of the labia, leaving no gap untouched, and even turned up the foreskin of the clitoris to brush it. Of course, she didn't brush for a long time because this area is very sensitive. Then she asked me if I wanted to wash the inside of my vagina. I thought this shower gel is specially designed for washing that area, so I should wash it. She changed to a round-headed brush, which was a bit like a brush but much softer, and slowly inserted it into the vagina. The feeling was different from having sex, not as stimulating, but very comfortable. Her washing technique is very special, she uses a spiral motion to slowly move in and out.

Finally, she applied the shower gel and started to rinse. When rinsing the vagina, she took a disposable plastic tube, connected it to hot water, and slowly inserted it into the vagina. The head of the plastic tube was like a concave ball, and water flowed out from below. The masseuse's movements were very light, and I could basically not feel anything moving inside, and the inside was rinsed very clean. After washing, she wiped my whole body with a towel. Next she asked me if I wanted to touch up my vagina, saying it would be sexier. I asked her how she did it, and she said she first removed the hair and then bleached her labia and anus. After that, her private parts looked like a girl's, very beautiful.

I was really surprised at the time. How could there be such a service abroad? But I thought it was very good and I could give it a try. First, we removed the hair. She asked me if I wanted to remove the hair on my labia. I said yes, it would look better that way. Hair removal is very simple. First, I use small scissors to trim my pubic hair shorter, then apply beeswax and tear it off hard to make it smooth. This beeswax does not require paper. After hair removal, I touched my labia with my hand, and it felt really smooth and tender.

Then she bleached my lips. She said this medicine was a secret recipe here and was not available anywhere else. It was effective quickly but the effect was also short-lived, probably only a few weeks. She picked up a little medicine with her fingers and massaged it carefully on my labia, and used her other hand to massage my anus for quite a long time. Finally, she rinsed it with water and changed to another medicine. However, this time she did not massage it with her hands, but with a massager that would heat up. The shape of this massager was very strange and relatively large, which could just cover the vulva and the anus at the back. There was a cone the size of a thumb at the anus. She inserted it into the anus. Because it was coated with ointment, it was very lubricated and went in easily. The masseur said that there are too many wrinkles in the anus and only stretching it out will be effective.

After turning on the switch, a numb and hot feeling came from below. The masseur said the massage would take about fifteen minutes. (I have to say something embarrassing here. During the massage, my lower body became wet. But it was really comfortable). After the massage, I washed it with shower gel first. After rinsing it clean, she held a mirror and showed it to me. When I saw it, I really couldn’t believe that my vagina would be so beautiful, as if I really returned to the age of fifteen or sixteen. The whole vagina was light pink, especially the labia minora became delicate and juicy. Even the anus turned pink. It was really beautiful. The pubic hair in front was trimmed very delicately, a very beautiful triangle. I think my husband would definitely eat me up if he saw it. It was really beautiful. I recommend all sisters to try it. It really has unexpected effects. Finally, she rinsed my whole body again, dried me, and gave me a pair of white shorts to wear. The fabric was very shiny and smooth, a bit like the pajamas I wore at home, very loose and felt very comfortable. She asked me to lie on another massage bed and then started the essential oil massage.

At this time, the female masseuse asked me if I wanted to choose a male masseuse to massage me. I was shocked when I heard that and asked her why she wanted to choose a male masseuse. She said that this is the specialty of their SPA, which takes special care of women's reproductive health. According to local ancient methods, essential oil massage can only achieve the best effect when massaged by the opposite sex. Massage by the opposite sex can produce a change from psychological to physiological level, regulate endocrine, and greatly improve women's skin.

She said that the male masseurs have all undergone rigorous professional training, have undergone regular check-ups, and only massage one customer a day, and clean the whole body before the massage. Of course, this project can also be done by a female masseuse, but it would feel better if done by a man. I started to feel depressed, thinking that I was being a bit sorry for my husband, but I also wanted to try it because it seemed quite exciting.

When I was conflicted, the masseur said that after massaging the genitals with essential oils, whether it is done by a man or a woman, the genitals will become congested due to the stimulation. The best way is to reach orgasm, so that the congestion subsides and achieve complete relaxation, which is very beneficial to the body. She said you shouldn't think of this as an erotic service, it's actually a health treatment, and male masseurs are not allowed to ejaculate. I thought about it and it made sense, so at the instigation of the female masseuse, I finally agreed to be served by a male masseur, but I asked for the most experienced one.

At this time, the female masseuse went out, and after a while a male masseuse came in. But I immediately regretted it. When I thought about the fact that I was lying there wearing only such a transparent pair of shorts, my face immediately turned red. What's worse is that I didn't expect that the male masseuse looked so old. He was so old that he could be my father. Maybe it was because he was a foreigner, he looked particularly old. At that time, I thought it was over. How could I let such an old person come for a massage? What should I do? When I was lying there, not daring to move, the masseur spoke. He said that he had been giving massages here for more than 20 years, was now 40 years old, and was the master of other masseurs. I guess it’s no wonder that he’s so old, but I thought he should have more experience, so I reluctantly agreed.

It's still embarrassing though. At this time, he took a very delicate basin and first mixed the massage oil. I saw several kinds of oil mixed together, and then added hot water. Then he started the massage. He took off his pants first, and then his underwear. I had my eyes closed and didn't dare to see anything. I opened my eyes when he said it was about to start. As soon as I opened my eyes, I found that he didn't have any hair down there. It felt like he had been hairless before, and it was quite clean. It was very black, but I didn't look closely. At this time, he poured the oil on my body. The hot essential oil felt very comfortable, especially when it was poured on my buttocks, it felt very warm.

I temporarily forgot that I was being served by a man. Then he began to massage, first using his hands to spread the oil evenly and carefully all over the body. He slowly reached his hand towards my breasts from behind. It was easy to reach the front because they were oiled. His hands were very big. It was the first time for me to have my breasts touched by an outsider like this. I felt very shy, so my whole body did not move. His movements were very careful and gentle, and soon I felt a very solid feeling, just like my father touching me when I was a child. He rubbed very lightly, and his fingers slowly slid over my nipples. I felt numb and itchy. I have never experienced this feeling before. It was so comfortable. It is hard to describe in words.

And I felt that there was no erotic element in his movements, only a complete massage, which allowed the essential oil to be completely absorbed by the skin. I think this is the difference between abroad and at home. At this time he began to press my buttocks. I now find that having big hands is really a good thing. When massaging, my buttocks felt wrapped and very comfortable. His hands were like kneading dough. Slowly, his fingers slid down through the crotch to my vulva and finally began to massage here. I seemed to have a feeling of anticipation at the time. Fortunately, I was not disappointed. The feeling was indeed different. I had just removed the hair on my labia, so I was particularly sensitive. I could feel the subtle movements of his fingers. Accompanied by the health-care essential oils, my vulva began to feel hot. I was almost dizzy at the time. After a while, I came from below with a very warm feeling, which was very strange. I looked and found that he was licking my labia with his tongue. This feeling was really beautiful and comfortable, especially when the tongue was inserted into the vagina, or should I say, it was drilling into the vagina, because he was very strong and kept sucking. At this time, he asked me what mode I wanted to use to reach orgasm, and I said whatever. At this time, I felt a very big thing inserted in, which was very full. After twenty minutes, I couldn't stand it anymore, because I had orgasmed twice in a row, and he really didn't ejaculate. This made me feel very good, and I was really being served.

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