Massage Parlours Bristol BS1

Massage Parlours Bristol BS1

It was a cold and grey February morning when John walked into Bristol and made his way to the massage parlour. The street was busy with the hustle and bustle of city life and the sky was a dull grey.John had heard good things about the massage parlours and he decided to go in and have a look.

He was a little nervous but he figured that it was just his own apprehension. He wasn’t sure what to expect, but he had heard good things and he trusted that he would be looked after.

When he walked in he was welcomed with a friendly smile and the warmth of the place. It was light and airy and filled with beautiful women. He looked around, taking it all in and was amazed at the luxury of the place. He couldn’t help but think of all the things he could do here, and all the things he could experience.

The masseuse who first greeted him was a young and attractive woman with a beautiful body. Her skin was flawless, her curves seductive, and her welcoming smile was irresistible. She showed him around the premises, pointing out all the different types of massages that were offered. She was friendly and engaging and he enjoyed talking with her.

John looked around and soon found himself in the back room. It was the private area and he was immediately aware of the dim lights, the hot ambience and the sensuous music playing in the background. He looked around and soon his eyes settled on the massage table.

John noticed that there were all sorts of items laid out in the room. There were oils and fragrances, scented candles and bath oils. He noticed lotions, creams and ribbons that had been laid out on the massage table and he began to feel a warm feeling building inside him. He thanked the masseuse and began to undress himself.

Once he was ready, the masseuse began to work her magic. She rubbed and massaged his body, applying pressure where necessary and John let himself go into a deep state of relaxation. She played her hands along his body and worked her way up his thighs. John could feel his arousal starting to build.

When the masseuse moved her hands to his groin, John let out a sigh of pleasure. She was soft and gentle and her touch was a pleasure. She explored his body with her hands in ways he didn’t think were possible. John was so lost in the pleasure that he forgot where he was and why he was there.

Once the massage was finished, the masseuse let her hands wander further down his body. She caressed his most intimate areas and brought him slowly to climax. John had never felt anything like it before and he lay back in a state of complete pleasure.

When the massage was over, John thanked the masseuse and made his way back out into the street. The cold air hit him and he let out a long deep sigh of relief. He felt relieved and invigorated, and he knew that he would definitely be back.

Bristol the massage parlour was the perfect escape from the stresses of everyday life and John vowed to return. He would definitely be back to experience the massage parlours Bristol had to offer in the future. In the meantime, he would savour the memory of his experience and look forward to his return.