Adventure Log 03: Cici

Been a while since I posted one of these, and it’s been ages since my last visit to an AMP, but I plan to go again soon and it’s got me wanting to detail my third visit ever. I promise I’ll log the fourth faster ;-;.

I noticed there was a massage parlor just a 5 minute walk from where I both live and work, and since it seemed to be busy at later hours, I was confident they offered extra services.

I worked up the nerve to walk in, and it was a pretty identical setup to the only other AMP I’ve been to. The lady at the desk was pretty (but definitely older), and I assumed she’d see me to a room and have another girl enter, but after paying her $60 for an hour long massage, she was the one to come back into the room.

Now, the part that really sketched me out was that she KEPT THE MASSAGE ROOM DOOR CRACKED. She was also telling me to be quiet when I’d (already quietly) groan or moan from the normal massage part. That said, she had zero objections to me getting handsy, so I took my time feeling her up and lifting my hips to allow her hands under when she’d massage that area.

The girl, Cici, was a little older, maybe early or mid 40s. She was skinny and about 5’4”. Her body wasn’t anything to write home about, but still fun to grope. Her ass was definitely her best feature, and she wore a padded top to make her tits look bigger (100% flat under). She wore a one-piece that had what LOOKED like shorts, but were attached to the top, so I ended up sliding my fingers up from underneath to grope and play with her instead.

Now, Cici REFUSED to do FS, despite my horny begging. For a tip, I gave another $60 (having pulled out $200, I was sorta disappointed at first), and she gave me the best HJ I’ve had in my life, using lots and lots of lube. Ironically, having to be quiet made the whole situation feel even more taboo, so I lasted as long as I could and popped, literally covering my face with her ass to keep my moans quiet.

As usual, the post-nut clarity hit like a truck, and I was scrambling to leave, while Cici practically BEGGED me to stay. I gave in and she ended up wiping my whole body down with a warm wet towel, cleaning my up and trying to give me her phone number. I refused politely and left, my spare $80 in hand.

CONCLUSION: A decent 7/10, since I was pleasantly surprised by the experience and its twists, and spent less money than intended. However, Cici probably would not be my choice in a lineup, and I REALLY wanted to fuck that day. Regardless, that parlor is likely to be my main stop, since it’s less than 5 mins from both my work/home by foot and I no longer have a car.

Do y’all think if I returned to that parlor, if a different provider serviced me, or maybe if I went at a different time, they might allow FS? Like, is it a girl to girl basis or something establishments/managers enforce not to do?