Any negative experiences involving erotic massage?

I was traveling and needed a massage. I knew that erotic massages were strictly verboten in the state I was visiting, so when I entered a massage establishment (which had none of the exterior signs of being a massage parlor, in any case), I was surprised to find an attractive Chinese woman in her mid-thirties ask me if I'd ever been there before, and whether I would like a two-on-one massage, which was on "special" that week. (Sure it was.)

I still expected nothing out of bounds, given the location. But in LMT establishments, I find it exciting to fantasize about what might conceivably happen, though it probably isn't going to (I never ask, in any case.) And having two women work on me sounded exciting, as well. I asked the price, and barely had enough with me, but I agreed.

The second woman was perhaps in her early 30's, also Chinese, and pretty, but less attractive than the first. With the younger one putting her arm around my shoulders, they showed me to the room we'd be using, and the older one instructed me to remove all my clothes and lie face down on the table, covering myself with the thick brown towel she handed me. They exited.

While they were out, I did as instructed. I was still feeling a little turned on, but I assumed that their demeanor was just for atmosphere's sake, and probably in hopes of a better tip.

They came back in quickly, and immediately commenced with a rapid-kneading massage (one on each side). After only about a minute of hasty work on my shoulders, they pulled that towel down, all the way off my back, and past my bare hips.

Laugh if you want, but being stripped surprised me. I pulled the towel back up to cover my hips.

The older one did laugh, and she asked, "What's the matter? Are you cold?"

"No."

"Just relax, then." She pulled the towel off again, and discarded it, leaving me completely nude.

Feeling four oiled female hands moving at once on my naked body, with their strokes giving a lot of attention to my ass, was exciting. But I was worried about the possible consequences of being in what was obviously an illegal AMP.

For the sour cherry on top, the massage was rushed and unskilled. I thought about just telling them to stop, and then leaving... But I didn't.

It wasn't long before they had me on my back, then sitting up, still naked. Both of them had stripped off their blouses and bras. Each had beautiful breasts with large, dark and round-tipped nipples, and they invited me to suck at each of them in turn. The younger one's fingers closed around my oiled cock. The older one unzipped her skirt and dropped it, and started to pull down her panties, asking, "Do you want full service?"

I told them I didn't, so the younger one began pumping my cock faster, to finish me off quickly. I came intensely, and the older one did a hurried job of mopping me up and wiping her friend's hand, before telling me to get dressed and give them their tips. The whole thing had taken perhaps twenty minutes, out of the sixty for which they'd happily accepted double money.

I didn't have much cash left, but I split it between them (they were clearly unimpressed by the amount), and got out of there as fast as I could... wondering all the time if I might be on camera, and in trouble.

Apparently, no, as it turned out... But this was nothing like the pleasant and mutually respectful (often, even mutually affectionate) experiences in erotic massage that I've had in places where it is legal, and with highly skilled providers.

It’s my responsibility for not having said “no” at the outset, and not keeping the towel where it should have been. But this experience was mostly negative, and embarrassing...

I later looked at the ratings of this place under Massage on Yelp and in the online International Sex Guide, and several posters mentioned that the providers there had been unusually pushy, perfunctory, and given to colorful language if anyone questioned their fees for unasked-for services.

I’m lucky that I've only had a very few negative experiences with erotic massage, of which this was definitely one.

Anyone else care to share?

When I first started getting erotic massages, I loved the shop where my wife got me a gift certificate ( she didn't know it was an amp, but a friend at work said her husband went there all the time) for a massage.

I loved her way, a relaxing massage and 2 release. It was only her there, so when a delivery person came in, or the phone rang or another customer, she had to stop and go see.

I usually get a 90 minute massage, but when another customer came in, she would put them in the other room and ask if I could do just and hour massage and finish me again. So I found another amp in my area with at least 4 ladies working, table shower and they strip down and do body to body rubs for the same price as the other lady, and my loving wife has no idea what she has started

@Massage_Lover Ya I hear you about the therapist interrupting the massage to answer the phone or greet an incoming customer. That's so frustrating. That happens to me occasionally at a nearby massage parlor.

However, one AMP therapist there has been so good that it's worth the wait. I've been going to her monthly for a couple of years and her skills and techniques are definitely worth the interruptions. I've tried other therapists in my area, but none even come close to the “deep release” massage that she provides.

@ Just Al

Thanks for your comment. In the beginning it was so nice, hardly any interuptions and always got my hour and a half, and she would let me feel under her shirt into her bra, and reach into the back of her pants and feel her thonged ass.

But after she reopened after covid, she only let me feel over her clothes and she got real popular. So on here I read about shower massage and I went in rubmaps and found a local amp. After a couple of visits and going to the same lady, she pulls down her pants and panties and lifts her top and bra up lays down on me for body rubs, no sex yet…. someday. For what I used to pay my first lady she strips and does more. I will go back someday for a visit

This post is about a masseuse-client relationship that was wonderful for years, then went completely south.

I used to live in an area where local ordinances said that sex for money was legal, as long as it didn’t happen “in a public place” (whatever that means.)

Especially at times when my wife was in one of her “I don’t want sex” phases, and with her permission, I thoroughly enjoyed occasional massages at several spas where the masseuses (if they knew and trusted the client) would accept his touches to breasts, pussy and ass, and offer happy endings… as well as oral sex or intercourse, if he wanted it. For years, I never asked for either of the latter two.

One of my favorite providers, “Lili,” who owned and ran her own spa, was especially sweet. She had a wonderful body, and during my second massage with her, she waited until after I’d turned face up and she’d pulled my towel away, then asked if I would like *her* to be naked, too while she completed the massage.

In my experience, that offer was unusual. The ladies at these establishments were (like Lili) usually working alone, so they wouldn’t strip down completely. They needed to be able to answer the door if someone else arrived. When it came time to give the guy a climax, typically the lady would just pull her dress or blouse up over her shoulders, pull down her pants (if any), and unhook the bra to make her nipples accessible. She might slide down her panties to let her bush and hips out, or just invite the client to touch her inside her panties. I’d never had anyone offer to be completely naked, up to that point.

But true to her word, Lili took off absolutely everything. I’d never seen a more gorgeous body in person… her hair was just long enough not to cover her breasts, which were full and dark-nippled, her hips and belly delightfully curvy, and her pubic hair slightly trimmed but luxuriant. When I asked if I could touch her, she smiled and put her arms out, wrapping me in a warm, sensual hug that lit up my central nervous system, then sat on my lap and continued to hug me while rubbing her pussy mound against my cock. She also whispered that she wouldn’t charge me any more for the time involved, but that she would really like me to kiss and suck on her nipples for a while, which I happily did.

Finally, she put her hand on my cock and asked, “Ready now?” (was I ever!), and she stroked me so expertly that she gave me a beautifully sweet climax, then collected the cum, washed her hands, and bathed my cock and belly with hot wet towels.

This all became part of a regular ritual… she was naked for at least a half hour during each massage, which almost always involved hugs and nipple-kissing for both of us.

I remember thinking that if I ever needed to have intercourse with a masseuse, Lili would be the one I’d ask.

Some time later, during a really dry spell at home, I decided to go to Lili and ask her for both a massage and intercourse. She agreed, and asked, “Massage first? Then I’ll suck you with one condom on, two condoms when we do boom-boom.” Sounded good.

She was every bit as affectionate as before as she finished that massage, washed the oil off my cock, pulled her dress back on, and left to get the condoms, then came back, turned the lights down, got naked again, and rolled a condom onto me, using her mouth. She sucked me generously, with her fingertips stroking my scrotum, then after I was rock hard, she asked, “Are you ready?” I nodded. She used her mouth to roll a second condom onto me, on top of the first, gave me one more hard suck, then lay down beside me and pulled me on top of her. Lili wrapped one arm around me as she guided my cock inside her. She was very patient with the amount of in-and-out required before I came, given that it was a little hard to feel her sugar walls through two layers of latex. I asked her if she would squeeze me, and she did.

After I came and slid out, holding onto the condoms, she carefully removed them, bathed my cock, and then held me for a while, before asking me if I wanted to shower.

The whole experience had been heavenly.

So how did things all go wrong?

Fast forward years later, to when the massage places reopened after the Covid lockdown. I went to Lili’s place one evening, looking forward to a massage like she’d given me so many times, years before. Like me, she was masked, but she knew me.

Still, Lili looked hostile. She asked, “What do you want?”

“A massage, like we used to do.”

“Just a massage?”

“Remember? I’d like a massage where you’re naked for the second half, and a happy ending.”

She scowled. “You pay $100 for the massage, one hundred more if you want happy ending. You want me naked, you pay more.”

“What?? The massage by itself used to be $50, and $200 is more than you charged me when we fucked.”

“No fucking, you pay two hundred if you want to cum in my hand. Or you can fuck off and go. I don’t care. I don't want to get sick."

I realized that she was scared shitless of Covid-19. (In those days, it wasn’t clear that it’s mostly spread through particles from the mouth and nose, not touching surfaces. And there was no vaccine at that point.)

I told her I was sorry, and I understood she was worried about safety, but I wasn’t going to pay $200 for a massage and a hand job. She shook her head and waved me out. As scared as she was, I certainly didn’t want to try to talk her down to a lower figure, so I just left. Of course, fear’s powerful… it was like I’d been talking to someone I didn’t know.

Last I saw, Lili’s place was still open, and I’m guessing she was well and that things had settled down… but I don’t know whether her prices came down, too. I’m still grateful for the wonderful massages with nude hugs and her sitting on my lap, and for the one time she welcomed me inside her.

But being a sex worker had gone from being something she was relaxed with, and even seemed to enjoy, at times (including Lili, I’ve only known six or seven masseuses ever to ask me to kiss or massage their own bodies (I happily did) without charging me for the extra time)… to something Lili dreaded doing.

I miss her, and if she's still not feeling safe, I hope she can move on to some other kind of business.

@Parker

I read your story twice, hopefully she goes back to her old ways soon.

I reread my story and forgot to write in that my first 2 visits I had 2 different ladies. During the shower, they washed my backside uncovered but covered me with a wash cloth after I flipped over, still a good wash job though. I should've asked for their names so I could ask for them again. The massage was good though, especially my rear and testi. After flipping over she covered my junk and did a wonderful massage, pulling my arm to her body, placing my hand on her covered boobs as she massages my arm, I gave a gentle squeeze making her smile. Towards the end she patted the towel tent and asked “here?”. Of course I said yes please, and she uncovered me and put my hand between her legs, feeling her through her clothes.

The next time I went in, I got the name of my lady, LeeLee, a slightly older lady then the other ladies, but still good looking, she asked if I had been there before and I said 2 times. She replied ok we go have fun. We went to our room, I paid the house fee to her, she said I'll be right back. I started stripping, she came back in with my change without knocking. Handed me my change and started helping me strip. Best service ever.

She gave me an excellent table shower, didn't cover me or ask if I wanted it. Washed me so well everywhere. Walked me back to our room, said lay dy, I be right back. I laid the towel at the foot of the table and laid down. She came back in and picked up the towel and wiped me again. She said towel wet, you want dry one for cover or you ok without. Without please I said.

She gave a great back massage, pressing her boobs into the back of my head, and gave a lot of attention to my rear, deep in my crack, tickling my balls and teasing my hole till she had me up on my knees. I'd moan as she passed over my hole asking if I like. Yesss I said and she teased me some more ( she did more to my hole on another visit, ask and I'll tell it). She patted my rear and said lay down, I go get hot towel and then you flip over.

After the flip, she started to massage me uncovered, I had my eyes closed. She stopped and cleared her throat a little, I opened my eyes to see her looking at me. She made the motion of pulling her top up and bottoms down. I wispered how much. She leaned down and whispered in my ear, tip me good. Ok I said. The massage got so much better, and 2 release. She's the one I always go to now.

More if you want

ML

I would not call this experience negative but the session was sort of weird and at first raised negative vibes. The massage spa was familiar to me and I had established a good relationship with the owner/manager( a female) and several of the ladies. That day I came-in, paid my entry fee, and was shown to the room and began to undress. The owner came in as I was dropping my trousers and asked for a favor. A little bit different, she said one of her l older clients wanted to sit in the corner of the room and watch me being massaged... and promised my favorite girl to do the session. I was spooked by the request but finally say "ok" but my condition was she/the house would provide the girl a generous tip. Let me only say the massage was great, the girl finished me off more than once and both of us lenjoyed the session. As for the little old guy in the corner, he appeared to fall asleep halfway into the session.