Massage Parlours Wasing RG7

It all began when I had a particularly long and busy week of work. I was exhausted and needed to take some time out to relax and unwind. I decided to treat myself to a massage at a local massage parlour in Wasing RG7.

As soon as I walked in the door, I knew I was somewhere special. The decor was soothing and peaceful, radiating a sense of wellbeing. The soothing music completed the atmosphere, calming my tired nerves. I was welcomed by a beautiful masseuse, with dazzling blue eyes and a gentle voice. She welcomed me warmly and offered to show me around the parlour.

We wandered through the beautiful rooms, the smell of calming scented candles filling the air. I decided there and then I was going to get the full works. After choosing my massage oil and changing into the warm and cosy robe, I was led to the dark and relaxing massage room.

I lay on the massage bed and closed my eyes. The masseuse began to work her magic, massaging my aching muscles with slow and gentle strokes. I could feel all the tensions and stress of the week just melting away. She worked her way up my body, from my toes to my shoulders, through my neck and down my arms, her hands expertly soothing away all the pain.

My massage was so relaxing, it put me into a trance-like state. When the masseuse moved to between my legs, I felt like I was floating in a sea of bliss. She rubbed and caressed my inner thighs, gradually working her way up until she reached my most sensitive areas. As she touched me, I felt my desire and arousal building. I wanted more, but felt too aroused to ask.

Realizing my need, the masseuse moved her attention to my breasts. She began to massage them gently, her hands working their magic and coaxing out my passion. As her hands moved lower, I felt an almost unbearable excitement course through me, and I wanted her to continue.

She moved her lips to my nipples, exploring them with her tongue and teasing them into hard and tingling buds that she sucked and nibbled in time with her gentle massage strokes. I was so aroused by her touch, my body quivered with delight as she stroked my inner thighs and swirled her fingers around my clitoris. She continued his sensual massage for what felt like hours, each movement of her hands multiplies my pleasure until I was lost in an ocean of bliss.

Finally, I reached my final climax, an intense and all-encompassing orgasm, I felt like I was sailing off into the sky. I had never felt so relaxed and revitalised. My tired and aching body had been replaced with one of calm and relaxation.

I thanked the masseuse for her wonderful massage and made my way out into the courtyard, feeling refreshed and energised. Once again, I was ready to take on the world with a renewed zest for life.

I vowed to myself that I would always keep a massage parlour in Wasing RG7 at the top of my list of places for relaxation and recharging. I’m sure I’ll be back very soon.