Once upon a time, there lived a man called Peter, who had a particular interest in massage parlours. He was a shy and introverted person, who had never been in a massage parlour before but had heard that these particular establishments were particularly popular in the area he lived in – Remenham Hill, in the beautiful county of Berkshire.
When his curiosity finally got the better of him, he decided to take a trip to Remenham Hill, to see what massage parlours had to offer. It didn’t take him long to find what he was looking for, as there happened to be a massage parlour right on the corner of the street he was walking on. It was called the Erotic Fantasy Massage Parlour and had a huge neon sign that advertised all types of services on offer.
He was instantly intrigued and eagerly went inside. He was greeted by a beautiful woman, who asked what he was after. He told her that he was looking for a massage, and she suggested a full-body massage. He hesitated, as he wasn’t sure if he wanted something more intimate and sensual, but the woman assured him that a massage would be more than enough.
He agreed, and was led to a private room. As soon as he entered, he felt a sense of relaxation and anticipation. He lay down on the massage table and waited for the masseuse to arrive. When she did, she was dressed in a sheer, black negligee and had carefully crafted fingernails and toenails. Her long, dark hair cascaded across her shoulders, framing her beautiful face.
Peter was mesmerised, and as the masseuse touched his body, he felt his muscles relax and his inhibitions slowly fading away. His pulse raced and his breathing became shallow as the masseuse’s hands moved up and down his body, sending sensations of pleasure throughout.
He felt like he was in a different world, one where all his desires were catered for and all his fantasies were fulfilled. As the session progressed, he found himself becoming increasingly aroused. The masseuse clearly knew what she was doing and was gifted in the art of seduction.
As the massage finally came to an end, Peter felt a wave of euphoria wash over him. He thanked the masseuse and, as he was leaving, she slipped him her business card and whispered that she offered a number of special services that she could provide him with.
The next day, Peter returned to the Erotic Fantasy Massage Parlour and was delighted to find that the masseuse he had met the previous evening was still there. She greeted him with a knowing smile and led him to the same private room they had shared the night before.
This time however, Peter was treated to a much more sensuous massage. The masseuse used her hands and body to caress and stimulate all of Peter’s erogenous zones. She explored his entire body, from his head to his toes, working her way up and down and around.
At one point, Peter felt her tongue tracing a path along his spine and then further down, until it reached his buttocks. She nibbled at the skin here and then moved back up, exploring every inch of his body.
Peter felt a strange sense of pleasure that he had never experienced before. His body was tingling all over, and he wished the massage could last forever. But before long, the session was over and Peter had to leave.
Back at home, Peter could not stop thinking about the massage and the beautiful masseuse. He returned to the Erotic Fantasy Massage Parlour for two more sessions, each one better than the last and each one sending him into a world of carnal pleasure.
At this point, Peter was hooked. The masseuse would often offer a variety of extras, from body-slides to oral sex, and it wasn’t long before Peter was taking advantage of all of them. He would often book all-night stays at the massage parlour and would spend hours upon hours in the room with his masseuse, exploring each other’s bodies.
On many occasions, Peter even brought other partners along to the massage parlour to enjoy the experience. During these sessions, the masseuse would give each person a massage in turn, while the others watched and enjoyed. The orgies that ensued were wild and passionate, and Peter often lost himself in the intensity of the moment.
Peter’s visits to the Erotic Fantasy Massage Parlour in Remenham Hill soon became a regular occurrence. He also began to visit other massage parlours in the area, trying out different services and exploring new sensations.
But it was the Erotic Fantasy Massage Parlour in Remenham Hill that had sparkedPeter’s interest in massage parlours in the first place, and it was the one that held the fondest memories for him. Whenever he was feeling down or needed some time away, Peter knew that a trip to Remenham Hill would help him to forget his problems, if only for a little while.