Massage Parlours Lawrence Weston BS11

Lawrence Weston, BS11. It had been a long day, and I was more than ready to head to the massage parlour I had heard so much about from other locals. It had been such a long day, that by the time I finally reached the gates of the parlour, I was exhausted and ready for some relaxation.

The inside of the parlour was surprisingly well-lit, and inviting. There were several massage tables with soft pillows, blankets, and towels placed neatly about the room. To one side of the room there were candle stands, and a large, wooden cabinet filled with exotic scents. To the other side, there was a large well-lit vanity mirror, perfect for looking into while being serviced.

I walked to the front desk, but before I had the chance to say a word, a beautiful woman greeted me warmly with a bright smile and a pleasant voice. She greeted me by name, and offered me a seat. I took a seat, slightly stunned by the warm welcome I had received.

The woman then introduced herself as Ashley, and told me about the massage techniques that were available at the parlour. She mentioned a few things such as Swedish, deep tissue, aromatherapy, as well as a few speciality massages. I asked her to explain the speciality massages further, and to my surprise, she listed off an impressive list of massages, including the ‘erotic massage’.

I had heard stories about these types of massages, but I had never experienced one – until now. I told Ashley that I was interested in the erotic massage, and she was more than happy to prepare the room for me. She handed me a towel and instructed me to make myself comfortable as she left the room.

I took my time getting ready, and eventually found myself nearly nude in front of the full-length mirror, admiring my body and the sensations I was beginning to feel. As I waited for Ashley to return, I heard gentle music beginning to play from hidden speakers. It was soothing and calming, and soon I felt myself fully relaxed.

Just then, Ashley returned and the experience began. She began her massage with gentle strokes, then moved her hands lower along my body as she pressed more deeply into my back and legs. I felt an eruption of pleasure from deep within me, and I couldn’t help but moan and sigh in delight with each new pleasure Ashley gave me.

As Ashley’s stroke moved into my thighs, her hands seemed to know exactly where to touch me, caressing and kneading muscles and gently prodding sensitive points. She applied oil to my lower half and then went back to touch me, sending waves of pleasure through my body. As minutes passed, Ashley moved on to other parts of my body, cupping my neck, massaging my chest, and sliding her hands up and down my body.

By the end of the massage, I was a puddle of bliss, feeling completely renewed and invigorated. I thanked Ashley for her wonderful touch and bid her goodbye.

As I exited the parlour, I thanked my lucky stars that I had stumbled across such a place. With its inviting atmosphere and sensual massages, I knew that I had found a place where I could escape the stresses of my everyday life, and finally give myself a little bit of pampering.