Massage Parlours Millpool PL30 was an unassuming, small town close to the Devon/Cornwall border. Nestled against rolling hills and surrounded by lush greenery and damp mists, it was an idyllic place. It was also a place with a slightly unusual attraction. A place where sex could be bought at a premium, without any hassle or worry of legal repercussions. It wasn’t a brothel or a red light district, it was a massage parlour.
Paul had been visiting Millpool for years, ever since he was a teenager, and it had become something of a home away from home. He was always happy to visit the small town and its calming atmosphere, but he was always thankful of its secret attraction. What had started out as curiosity had grown into a full-fledged addiction.
He enjoyed the anonymity of being able to pay for sex without anyone ever knowing. You were just another anonymous customer in a massage parlour, which to some people seemed like a safe enough way to get off. There was no need to worry about getting caught by the authorities or arrested, as was the case with other places.
When Paul arrived at the massage parlour, he was greeted by the receptionist, who quickly showed him to the reception area. Paul had been here many times before and felt comfortable with the layout of the place. He was given a ticket numbered 18 and directed towards one of the massage rooms.
When he opened the door, he was surprised to see that the room was brightly lit and very inviting. There was a massage table in the middle of the room, with a large floral patterned sheet draped over it. To the side was a well-stocked bar, with a range of spirits, wines and beers from around the world. The music was surprisingly relaxing and the atmosphere was welcoming and inviting.
Paul sat down on the massage table, fully expecting a massage therapist to walk in, but instead a very attractive, petite woman wearing a revealing dress entered the room. The sight of her instantly gave him a thrill as she smiled and welcomed him warmly. He felt a rush of excitement as he gazed at her provocatively dressed body, which was gently accentuated by the fabric of the dress.
The woman introduced herself as ‘Yvonne’ and proceeded to give Paul an incredibly sensual massage. She carefully glided her hands around his body, exploring his muscles with her delicate touches. She carefully avoided any intimate areas, leaving him completely tantalized by what was to come.
This massage was something Paul had never experienced before, as Yvonne’s hands appeared to know exactly what to do. His body felt superbly relaxed and pampered by the experience. He could feel a wave of erotic energy building inside him as Yvonne’s hands explored every part of him, pushing him ever closer to climax.
When the massage finally ended, Yvonne asked him if he would like to take things further. After all the teasing Paul was now, was eager to see what she was offering. She took him to the next room and performed one of the most mind-blowing and satisfying sexual experiences of his life.
Yvonne was a master of pleasing her clients and she certainly did not disappoint. She worked her charms on Paul, taking him to the heights of pleasure, before slowing down to give him a chance to breathe. The intensity of the experience was almost overwhelming, but Paul knew he would never forget it.
When he left the massage parlour, he felt completely different. He had felt intensely alive and invigorated and he couldn’t believe what had just happened. He couldn’t think of a better way to experience sex in the quiet sheep town of Millpool PL30.