Massage Parlours Burchells Green BS15

It was a hot summer day and the sun was beating down on the small town of Burchells Green. The town was mostly a mix of farmers, small business owners and a few retired people, with not much much happening.

But there was one out of place building in the town, it was the massage parlour. It had been there as long as anyone could remember, but nobody knew who ran it, or even what exactly went on inside. The locals stayed away from it, it did not exactly fit in with their small town feel. But one day, a young man called Tommy decided to see what all the fuss was about.

Tommy had always been curious about the massage parlour, but had never had the guts to go inside. So when the sun was starting to set, he decided to take a look. He walked up to the front door and opened it, being met with a soft scent of incense and the sound of chanting. It was not what he was expecting, and he felt a strange sense of mystery as he stepped inside.

The place was dark and there were a few people inside, lightly talking and relaxing. They barely looked up as Tommy walked in, and it made him feel a little bit more at ease. He walked towards the back of the parlour, where he found a couple of massage tables. On one of them, a young woman was lying, while a muscular man worked his hands over her body. Tommy could not help but stop and watch as the man massaged her back and legs, and she moaned with pleasure.

Tommy was mesmerised, and he decided to take a seat and relax. He watched as the man worked his magic, until the woman had taken her massage and another customer had arrived. It was then that the man noticed Tommy, and got up to speak to him.

He introduced himself as Marc, and asked what Tommy was looking for. When Tommy explained that he had never had a massage before and just wanted to see what it was like, Marc offered to give him a massage. Tommy was hesitant at first, but eventually accepted and lay down on the table.

Marc wasted no time in getting to work, and immediately started to work his hands over Tommy’s tense muscles. He could feel himself starting to relax, and he started to moan softly as the pleasure began to take over. Marc pressed deeper and deeper, until Tommy felt like he was melting into the massage table.

Things got even better when Marc started to use oils and gentle caresses, and Tommy soon found himself feeling aroused. As the massage went on, Tommy could not hold back any longer, and soon he was lost in pleasure. Marc brought him to the brink of orgasm a few times, before finally letting him go over. It was a pleasure beyond anything Tommy had ever felt before, and he knew he had to come back.

After his massage, Tommy became a regular at the parlour. He kept coming back for more, every now and then, and soon he got to know the people working there. They started to become friends, and even shared a few of their secrets. They held parties in the parlour and everyone found pleasure, in one way or another.

The parlour had become Tommy’s favourite place and he visited it as often as he could. But eventually he had to move away and the parlour faded into memory. However, the pleasure and mysterious atmosphere he experienced there never left him, and he could still feel them whenever he closed his eyes. That is, until he found himself back in Burchells Green.

When he arrived, the massage parlour was still there, and so were all the same faces he remembered. Marc and the other staff welcomed him back with open arms, and soon, he was back in the pleasure of the parlour. The pleasure he had once found was still there, and in some ways, even better.

Tommy kept coming back, and soon he became a respected member of the massage parlour. His pleasure was richer than ever and he found himself exploring all the different techniques available at the parlour. He loved the intimacy that he shared with Marc and the other staff, and it was something he found hard to let go of.

The parlour had become Tommy’s second home, and he still visits as often as he can. Even after all these years, the massage parlour of Burchells Green still brings him pleasure and makes him feel at home.