There's a adult magazine in the bathroom. Read it.

As you sit down on the toilet, you flick through the pages of the magazine. You lose track of time, looking at page after page of glossy advertisements falling into option paralysis. You don’t know what “incall” or “outcall” means, but you finally see an ad for a massage parlor 2 blocks away with an attractive set of women in their advertisement and offering a “table shower”. You could use a shower after your last session.

You get to the parlor, and the mamasan takes the entry fee and offers you a choice of two women, a pale girl with short hair named “Pixie”, and a woman in hot red called “June”. You don’t think about the fact the money just appeared in your wallet, or how much you gave her. The two girls could be sisters, and they are both wearing naughty nurse outfits that don’t leave much to the imagination.

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You’re greedy, so you take both of them. They giggle as they undress you, then lead you to the shower room. It’s a luxurious feeling as the two ladies take turns scrubbing, soaping and rubbing your body. The shorter-haired therapist takes special care to tease your taint and balls before turning you over. The pair alternate between cleaning and teasing before June strips down. Pixie soaps June up, stopping to tickle the taller girl’s nipples.

June clambers onto the table and begins sliding across your body. Her nipples rub against yours as she makes circles, going lower every time. Soon you can feel her hot breath on your glans. Pixie grabs your throbbing shaft and slides it between June’s breasts. You instinctively stick your tongue out on her next pass and feel the stubble of her shaved mound on your tongue.

You can’t take the teasing anymore and pull June into a 69 position. Grabbing her hair, you push her down to the hilt. You both try to start thrusting at the same time, but you only manage to wedge yourself deeper into her throat. June pulls off to catch her breath, and from under June, you point at Pixie, and then your asshole. She squats and begins to lick as you continue to face fuck June.

The squelching noises echo around the tiled room as you thrust into June’s face. Pixie’s tongue teases the ring of your butt, and you arch your back, bottoming out into June’s throat.

“Ooh, I think he likes that!”

Pixie giggled and dove back in, spreading you wide and licking furiously before darting her tongue inside your backdoor. Your resolve breaks, and you pull June off for a second to breathe before plunging her head back down and firing rope after rope down her throat. June gulps quickly and catches her breath as Pixie begins to clean up the room.

“Okay, time for massage!” warbled June, **** down the last of your load.

Wait, there’s still a massage? Sometimes, you’re a dumb bastard.

The two take you back to the room. There are candles lit, a white noise machine burbling next to bottles of oil and a suspicious hole in the bottom of the table.

“Wow, this is nice. How much did I pay for this?” You ponder aloud.

“Don’t worry, you pay for ultra deluxe. We take good care of you.”

You bumble onto the table, sliding your privates through the hole. The two start massaging your back, working out the kinks. You drift off to near sleep, only coming to when you feel a tongue slide up your shaft, slithering from side to side. You glance up to see June’s flat stomach, Pixie is nowhere to be seen. But you can feel her, as she contorts herself to swallow your member. You’re only slightly above average, but she must be an acrobat to fit you into her mouth in this position.

Pixie nurses you, slowly moving up and down as June moves to work on your legs. She teases you for what feels like half an hour, bringing you to the edge before slowing back down. Suddenly, from a signal from June, Pixie speeds up. You hear a soft repetitive thunk as Pixie’s forehead brushes the padded underside of the table. As you cross the point of no return, the hidden woman pulls you out of her throat and sprays your seed all over her face and breasts.

It feels eternal, the biggest orgasm you’ve ever had. You focus on the pleasure as she pulls spurt after spurt out of you. Eight, nine, ten shocks, then finally you begin to relax. Pixie siphons the last few drops out of you onto her tongue and hums. You shudder a little as June runs her fingernails up your thighs.

“Okay, get dressed now.”

Pixie crawls out from under the table. Her perky breasts look like a caulking gun exploded on her.

“Oh my God, I’ve never seen anything like that! Next time come back, you can have full service.” She said in a smoky, teasing voice, while thrusting her hips at you.

You put on your clothes and wander outside on weak legs.