Fireflies, White Shirt & Other Stories

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Originally Posted by AsiaWallStreet

Thanks for sharing.

Happy to add on to your weekend reading.

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Another “nearly there” (as in I could have fucked the masseur at her own initiative) experience occurred at a shop in Thomson a few months ago. I had just returned from a business trip and the time difference and an aching body was keeping me up. While surfing, I chanced upon an ad stating “available 24 hours at your service”. She looked quite attractive to me at two in the morning. I texted her (let’s call her “Anna”) and we agreed to meet soon after.

The heavy downpour did affect my drive to the shop, mainly because the roads were almost empty and I was wide awake. Street parking near the shop was very difficult most times (I had been to that area for meals) but that late night, it was a breeze. The few steps upon leaving the car to the shop’s entrance made me semi-drenched (I was too lazy to use a brolly).

Standing in front of the shop, the lights were off. I texted Anna. “Nice car”, Anna said after she unlocked the glass door from inside. She had been sitting behind the counter, in the dark, and saw me coming out of the car, waiting for me to text to ensure I was indeed the customer she was waiting for.

In a few moments, we were in the room and Anna was fussing over me, wiping me dry. “You should just have a hot shower”, she said before stepping out. As I was in the room’s shower pod, Anna came back with a wooden tub. The session started with me gratefully soaking my feet in the hot tub while Anna gave me a light head massage.

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Anna looked like she’s in her early 30’s. She’s slightly taller than the average PRC ML, about 1.7m, slim with long hair. She looked serious when not speaking, but broke into smiles easily later. Her massage was good (hard type), and she shared a few tips about body balance (Chinese TCM related stuff). Upon inspecting my dick, which was listless, she suggested juagen to re-vitalize the organ. I agreed, hoping that if her juagen is as good as her massage, then it would be such a “complete session”.

Anna’s juagen proved to be good though slightly painful. My cock progressively came alive as I endured the intermittent pain. She offered to jerk me off and we agreed on a “package fee” as juagen was also an additional cost. Anna removed her top and bra, and let her hair down. Though not spectacular, it appealed to me nonetheless – slim and fair, with a pair of soft 34B knockers.

Anna edged towards me, leaning forward for me to taste her tiny nips. Her hand was skillfully teasing my penis with equal measure of calibrated movement, strength and intensity. I rested my hand on her hip and then massaged her groin from outside her pants. Then I inched my fingers closer to her vagina and began rubbing along her panty lines.

“Liu mang!” (rogue or gangster in Chinese), she said, momentarily detaching her hand from my dick. Just when I thought I had blown it, what she did next surprised me. Anna removed her track pants, showing me her sexy panties, and long legs!

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“Qing yi dian” (lightly), she said, as my fingers ruffled her hairy bush. “Shang yi dian” (further up), she guided me as my fingers tried to locate her sensitive spot. While Anna had resumed holding my oily, swollen cock, she wasn’t working on it. Finding the spot, I gently inserted my middle finger, wee bit by bit, making circular movements at the same time. She began to wet herself and strengthened her hold on my dick, just gripping it without masturbating.

Anna then removed her panties and put one leg at the edge of the massage bed. In that position, I no longer could access her body but it was a good trade off. I had a wet, bushy cunt waiting and wanting to be fingered, free from the constrains of clothing. Anna tried to continue masturbating me but gave up as my sticky fingers worked hard, her facial expression and soft moans confirming she was enjoying my handiwork.

“Wo ne?” (what about me?), I protested as Anna had just been holding on to my big meat and not aiding in its planned ejaculation. Smiling weakly, she realized I had been pleasuring her, not vice-versa. I asked if I could ejaculate into her slim yet sexy bums. Looking puzzled, she asked how I planned to do it. I got off the massage bed and requested for Anna to lean against the wall (room divider). I said I was going to jerk myself off, spraying into her bums, while my other hand continued to finger her. This way, it would be mutually gratifying. She got the picture immediately and “got into position” - I love girls who just get it!

The sight of her small but sexy bums made me hornier. Instead of masturbating myself, I placed my giant rod between her bums and rubbed it up and down, the oil from my cock making her bums shiny. My hands were all over her breasts, making sure to tweak her nipples now-and-then. A sly thought emerged and I placed my cock lower, attempting to reach her pussy from the back. Anna took a small step back and nicely coordinated the passage for my cock to grease her wet pussy. By taking a step back, Anna also created enough space for my hand to go around her waist to continue rubbing her clit. I must have done a good job as Anna complained her legs were getting weak, so she turned and leaned against the massage bed, her elbows more firmly supporting her body, which also meant she was in a de-facto doggy position.

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“You dai ma?” (did you bring?), Anna said softly as my long, long cock continued brushing at the entrance of her vagina in doggy position. Unfortunately, I did not bring a condom and presumably she did not have any. “Bie ting” (don’t stop), she said as I continued with the fake love-making and eventually ejaculated.

Anna got up and walked out of the room, naked. I think we were the only two persons in the shop at that hour. She came back with wet, warm towels and wiped off the mess on our bodies. Coolly, she got dressed as I went for a quick wash. I paid her as agreed (additional $100 on top of the $138 for 90min) and exchanged WeChat contacts.

Driving home, I lamented on not having brought a condom. It was a rare case of the masseur inviting me to fuck her, and I did not do so (I believe we both did not want unprotected sex).

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Normalcy

ML’s come and go, most of them become fading memories over time. I keep in touch with a small number of them.

In the past few months, I noticed a few former ML’s WeChat moments, they seemed to have transitioned to normalcy. To be sure, I don’t strictly view an ML, who provide sexually-related services, as abnormal; but the nature of their work is unlikely to be suitable for most women. So, it’s nice to see them (in their video/photo posts) leading a non-ML life, and enjoying their moments.

I wrote about Fang Fang (FF), a student I met in the early 2010’s (story in post #153).

It’s been over 10 years since we last met, in Shanghai (I invited her to meet me in Shanghai when I was on a business trip). She is still the slim, Japanese-Chinese babe, and has aged well. She runs a small seafood business.

When FF sent me Lunar New Year greetings earlier this year, I took the opportunity to casually mention that I had not actively kept in touch, out of respect that she may not want to be reminded of her past work in Singapore. Of course, I also complimented her on maturing into a fine lady, and working hard at her business.

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FF’s response went roughly like this: In the cold Lunar New Year winter here, I reflect on my blessings. You were like a friend when I was in Singapore. You brought me to Shanghai, the first time I’ve ever been to a big city, took me sightseeing and stayed in a nice hotel. You treated me well. All these memories warm my heart in winter, and I am grateful to you.

It also warmed my heart. Perhaps one day we might meet again, but only if the circumstances are right.

Which leads me to two ML’s from recent years who have settled here.

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I first met “Mandy” in 2021, during covid times, at a massage shop in Beach Road. She was described by a bro in the (SBF) forum as a petite, professionally trained masseur who’s quite a looker and provided a mean HJ too. He shared the shop’s number with me.

I had hardly warmed the seat at the shop’s tiny reception area when I heard footsteps descending from a flight of steps nearby. Mandy popped her head out from behind the curtains, looked at me (it was just me and the receptionist there) and blurted out cheerfully “gen wo lai!” (follow me!).

Brushing past the curtain, I was three to four steps behind Mandy as we climbed upstairs. Naturally, I was looking at her behind. Her black yoga pants nicely outlined her bouncy butt, and her cropped t-shirt alluded to a slim waist. I was also trying to work out if she wore panties since there was no VPL (visible panty line).

It appeared I was the only customer on a weekday night. Stepping back to the room after showering, Mandy had removed her mask.

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Mandy: “Ke yi ma?” (can be translated colloquially as “can or not?”)

I reckoned there were two possible answers to her one simple question, so I went -

Me: Ke yi ah! (Yes, of course!). In Chinese, I elaborated that you are so beautiful, it’s a shame to be masked-up. But only if you are comfortable not wearing a mask (I had already removed my mask in the room before showering). I hoped I had responded well - yes, she’s pretty; and yes, mask off is OK with me - if those were the question(s) for me!

As it turned out, Mandy was a seriously good masseur. She’s also a talker, which was fine with me as I found her quite entertaining. She lamented that she had so few customers these days, she just wants to talk if the customer did not mind. When I found out she is from southern China, we communicated in the Cantonese dialect, which she said “made her feel closer to me”. She does not tease directly, but has a way with words and little gestures. And she sings too. All-in-all, she’s good at her work, cheerful and entertaining, to my liking.

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Then it was time for the sexy part. She ripped off the disposal shorts and triumphantly declared “I knew it was big!” in Cantonese, staring down at my erected cock. “And greedy!" (“wai sek" in Cantonese) as she wiped off my pre-cum (salivation) with a tissue. I played along, emphasizing I’m indeed a greedy person, insinuating I may need more than a HJ.

Mandy applied a general dose of oil on my shaft and began massaging my cock. I pulled her nearer to me and swiftly unbuckled her bra.

You’re really troublesome (“ma fan” in Cantonese, same as in Mandarin), she let out. Take it off properly then, she commanded. I happily pulled down her strapless bra and placed it in the little remaining space on the massage bed.

Mandy then moved closer to my ear and whispered “such a big log” (roughly translating from “hou dai lok” in Cantonese). I sat up, rolled up her tiny t-shirt and sank my mouth into her breast, licking and sucking her neat 34B’s. She had nice skin, fair complexioned and small, light brown nipples. She moved her body so I could also taste her other breast. As I devoured her tits, she handled my tool expertly, accelerating her hand movements and then decelerating just a notch before accelerating again, in repeated cycles. Soon, my sperm was all over my stomach as she exclaimed “gao tim” (“done” in Cantonese).

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I visited Mandy roughly every fortnight at the shop. Due to work arrangements (I was working on a U.S. led project then), my visits were often scheduled from 12 midnight, after dealing with the U.S. office morning their time. Mandy was fine with it because business was really slow and that she actually slept at the shop. I would text her when I’m about 20m from the shop, and she would unlock the door (in the dark) to let me in. It felt very hush hush as the whole place (shop) was dark… she used her phone’s torch light to lead the way…