NTR Massage Parlour: A Wellness Technique Guide

”So I take off my clothes, right?” Minji asked as she pulled off her jacket.

Yohan finally got a good look at her dress. Instead of the usual fabric covering her cleavage, this one was a little different.

There was only a small piece of cloth covering her chest, connected to the rest of the gown by thin straps. It was a daring dress, one he never imagined he would see of Minji’s body.

”You said we weren’t going to have sex, so I thought I should make it harder for you.” She struck a pose, proudly showing off her figure.

Yohan simply stood there, dumbfounded.

”Wow... I don’t even know what to say. I’m utterly captivated by your beauty.”

Minji’s face immediately turned red.

”And the fact that you wore something like this just to come see me...” He stepped closer and wrapped his arms around her.

”What is wrong with my dress?” she asked, looking genuinely confused. ”Isn’t this what young girls wear these days?”

”I’m not so sure about that,” he chuckled.

”I see a few in my area going out to clubs every night wearing dresses like these.” She lowered her voice as she said.

”Are these girls working at a strip club... or maybe an escort service?”

”What are you saying?” Her face flushed an even deeper shade of red. She weakly tried to push him away, but he simply held her closer with a playful grin.

He cupped her hips and gave them a good squeeze.

”I’m just teasing. You look perfect, but you don’t have to copy younger girls for my sake. You’re far more beautiful than any young woman I know.”

He could almost see the fireworks behind her eyes. She was completely smitten by his words, unable to respond for several seconds.

”You’re just saying that.” She looked away, convinced she didn’t deserve to hear such kind words.

Even before she discovered her husband’s affair, affection had been rare in her marriage. That lack of warmth had shaped her, making her distant with others. It was the same coldness she carried into the classroom with her students—until Yohan came along.

”I’m serious. I feel like I’m the lucky one, getting to hold you like this,” he said calmly.

She could feel his warm breath against her skin. Unable to resist any longer, she leaned forward and pressed her lips against his.

The kiss deepened naturally, their tongues finding each other in a slow, hungry tangle.

He groped her ass hard enough that she could feel every movement in between her legs. Her thong slipped inside her pussy as he spread her pussy open before pressing it together.

The continuous motion plus the texture of the fabric rubbing against her starts to moan into his mouth.

She wasn’t even trying to resist him. Her hands were on his face completely engrossed in the taste of his lips while her gown was high above her waist.

”Yohan... there are people outside,” she took a break to say.

”That was why I locked the door,” he replied, allowing the tip of his fingers to graze against her wet folds.

Her body shivered, the heat she felt made her pussy drip like a leaking lap.

”Hnngh~”

Her boobs were pressed against his chest, with her nipple already poking through the dress and Yohan wanted to have a taste of it.

He pinched and twisted it, before shifting it out from under the dress. He nibbled on one first, pushing it around with his tongue making her jerk with every motion.

He paused for a moment and decided to totally take off her clothes. Her boobs were left hanging out in the open.

He gave her tits a little squeeze and a pull before turning her around and letting her lean over the massage table.

Minji could only move according to his wishes, the faster they got in position the faster she got to have his dick stuffed inside her.

”So I guess this was the massage you were speaking about?” She teased, with her legs spread wide apart, enough to see the thong wedged in between her slit.

It was hard for Yohan to resist not pulling it.

He yanked the thong upward with a sharp tug, the thin strip of fabric slicing between Minji’s swollen pussy lips and dragging roughly over her clit. She gasped, rising onto her toes as the pressure forced her hips to tilt back, presenting her ass to him like an offering.

”Fuck, look at you,” he muttered, voice thick. He released the thong only to slap her ass hard enough to make the flesh ripple.

Minji whimpered, her hands gripping the edges of the massage table.

He hooked two fingers under the soaked crotch of the thong and pulled it aside, exposing her dripping cunt.

Without warning, he shoved two fingers knuckle-deep inside her, curling them against her front wall while his thumb pressed down on her clit.

”Ah~! Yohan~~” Her voice cracked as he finger-fucked her in quick, brutal strokes. Wet sounds filled the locked room, her juices running down his wrist. He added a third finger, stretching her open, scissoring inside her until her thighs trembled.

Minji pushed back against his hand, desperate for more. ”Please... your cock. I need it.”

Yohan pulled his fingers free, wiped her slick across her ass cheek, then unzipped his pants. His thick cock sprang out, already leaking. He slapped it against her wet pussy a few times, coating the head in her juices before lining up.

He drove in with one hard thrust, burying himself to the hilt. Minji cried out, her walls clamping down around him. He didn’t give her time to adjust, he started pounding her immediately, hips snapping forward, the table creaking under the force.

Each thrust forced her forward, her bare tits swinging and scraping against the leather surface. Yohan grabbed her hair, yanking her head back as he fucked her deeper, the wet slap of skin on skin echoing off the walls.

”You said no sex,” he growled, slamming into her cervix. ”But your cunt’s sucking me in like it never wants to let go.”

Minji moaned louder, pushing back to meet every thrust. ”Ahnnhg~ Harder~ fuck me harder~~”

He obliged, gripping her hips and railing her with brutal, punishing strokes. Her thong remained tangled around one thigh, forgotten. Every time his cock bottomed out, she squirted a little around him, her pussy fluttering and clenching.

Yohan reached around to rub her clit in tight circles. Minji’s legs gave out; he held her up by the hips and kept fucking her through it, using her like a toy until his own orgasm hit. He buried himself deep and came hard, flooding her cunt with thick ropes of cum.

He stayed inside her, grinding slowly as the last pulses emptied into her. Minji slumped over the table, panting, cum already starting to leak down her thighs.

Yohan finally pulled out, watching his load drip from her stretched hole. He gave her ass one last slap.