Thanks to all those who viewed my recent submission which gave an account of my very first happy ending massage.

Particular thanks to those that took time to provide comments and it is you that have inspired me to provide details of my next and subsequent visits.

A couple of weeks after my first visit I dropped a text to the same mobile number asking to book a 60 minute massage for a couple of days time.

With the experience of my first visit I was less nervous but more excited at the prospect of another visit.

I travelled into the city and took a casual walk to the premises which is located on a very quiet street. I approached the premise with more confidence than on my first visit, went straight to the door, pushed it open and stepped inside once again hearing the bells as I closed the door behind me.

I don’t know why but I had fully expected that the same pretty little Chinese lady would appear.

After a couple of minutes I heard a door open down the hallway followed by the clip clop of high heels.

A very pretty Chinese lady greeted me with a smile.

“I have an appointment” I said.

“Please” she said and gestured for me to follow her down the hallway. She stopped at the first door on the left, opened it and walked in. I dutifully followed.

The room was very much like the previous room I had been in, warm, pleasant aroma and dimmed lighting. The layout of the room was exactly the same with a good size massage table.

The lady smiled and said “please undress, I will be back soon”.

She left the room and I undressed and neatly folded my clothes on the bench.

I looked around for the modesty towel but could not see one so I climbed on the table making myself comfortable if you get my drift.

A couple of minutes later the lady entered the room and I noticed she locked the door.

“You been here before? she asked.

For what ever reason I replied “no, my first time”.

“You have massage before”?

“Not since I stopped playing football” This was openly a small lie!

“You want hard or soft hands”? she asked.

“Somewhere in between please” I responded.

“Okay, I give you best massage”.

I felt pretty relaxed full of anticipation - was my first massage a one off. Only time would tell.

I heard her rubbing her hands together and was conscious she was at the end of the table by my head.

She started to massage my shoulders, neck and upper back. Her hands were soft but the pressure she applied was just right and when she asked if it was okay I replied with a meaningful “oh yes - lovely”.

She continued massaging my back getting further down my back. This meant that she was reaching over my back with her body.

Suddenly she stopped. I expected her to reposition herself at the side of the table.

Once again I was aware that she was at the head end of the table and as she restarted massaging my back, reaching further and further towards my bum I was conscious that it felt different, smoother and softer.

This continued for maybe another 5 minutes before I became aware that she was going to change position. I assumed that she would stand to the side of the table and I was really surprised when she climbed onto the table and positioned her knees either side of my head.

Remember that at this time I was laying face down with very limited ability to see what was going on give that my face was located in the hole in the table.

More oil was poured over my bum and upper thighs and then she continued with the massage reaching down over my bum and along my thighs.

Her upper body was rubbing along my back as she massaged up and down my body.

My little friend was getting very interested and I’m just glad I had made myself “comfortable” when I first got on the table.

I was very relaxed and thoroughly enjoying the massage.

She reached further down my legs and began massaging my calves all the way down to my ankles. This pretty much resulted in her laying on me. I wasn’t sure exactly what she was doing but the sensation on my bum was incredible!

The massage continued, my little friend was fast becoming my bigger friend and I was feeling fantastic.

Suddenly she stopped massaging my calves and push herself up. She kissed my bum and climbed off the table.

I felt her breath close to my right ear as she whispered “turn over please darling”.

I dutifully complied with her request and got my first glimpse that she was almost naked but for a tiny little thong.

She saw me looking and said “It okay? Oil stain my dress”.

“Absolutely okay” I replied.

My friend was remaining very interested in what was going on and what delights might be in store.

She again positioned herself and the head of the table and rubbed more oil on her hands and drizzled some on my chest, stomach and thighs and began massage my chest, occasionally gently tweaking my nipples.

Again she climbed up onto the table and positioned her knees either side of my head.

Her magic hands worked their way along my body, further and further down. Her tiny thong was now rubbing over my face as she reached further down my body.

She slightly altered her position by repositioning her knees either side of my chest.

Her thighs were wide apart causing the tiny thong to crease between her pussy lips and all of this within my direct line of sight.

Her breasts were by now rubbing over my big friend. I was in heaven.

Suddenly she reached round and slapped her right arse cheek a couple of times.

“You like darling”? she asked

“I love” I replied.

“Okay to touch please”.

For those of you who read my earlier submission you will recall that a similar phrase was used during my first massage and I was confused.

This time there was no confusion. I knew she was giving me the green light to touch her.

I managed to work one arm up so that I could reach her arse and started to caress her arse. I then got the other arm free so that I could cup each arse cheek in my hands. I massaged her arse stretching her cheeks wider and wider. The tiny thong crept further in between her pussy lips and I repositioned my hands so I could open her pussy wider and wider.

By now she was rubbing my shaft with her hand and I was really worried I was going to cum to soon.

All to soon she climbed off me and the table. I wondered if the massage was at an end but I need not have worried. I watched as she slipped the thong off and then she climbed back onto the table so she was lying next to me.

I turned on my side and we cuddled, my hand caressing her arse.

“How you like to cum darling” she asked.

“You choose” I replied.

She climbed off the table and stood at the side of the table and started to massage my friend and my balls.

She bobbed her head down and began kissing and sucking my ball bag before kissing her way up my shaft until she reached my bell end which promptly disappeared into her mouth.

God knows how I managed to hold onto my load but she seemed to sense when to slow the action down.

She seemed to take great delight in teasing me by sucking hard and then soft on my friend.

Then she started massaging my balls while sucking noisily on my friend who was ready to unload.

The inevitable happened and she greedily swallowed everything I produced.

I’m not sure but I could well have passed out such was the sensation.

The next thing I knew her face was next to mine as she gave me the slightest of kisses on my forehead.

“You enjoy”? she asked.

“Fuck yes” I replied.

She gently massage my head before moving from the table and putting her thong back on and slipping her dress back on.

I dressed and left feeling sensational.