It had been less than a week since my last session with Lien. We had been texting every day since our last meet, mostly in Vietnamese with me using Google Translate. I decided to pay her a visit…strike while the iron is hot, so to speak.

And while our last session had escalated, I had no guarantee that the next would also escalate. Now that we were texting, there was the real possibility that she wanted to have me as a friend and nothing more. Also, this salon really did not offer happy endings - I did some research in Japanese, and the consensus was that it’s just not that kind of shop. So it was entirely possible that I caught her in the heat of the moment. At any rate I don’t like to presume things, and generally try to keep expectations fairly low.

I texted Lien in advance to make sure she didn’t have any other customers, and went to the shop a bit late to ensure that I’d be her last customer. I arrived and she opened the door and greeted me with her beaming smile. Today she was wearing a tight-fitting long sleeveless black dress. She really does have an amazing figure, and she was a real knock-out, sexy as hell in that dress.

But…I couldn’t help but to notice that this outfit did not grant easy access to her bare breasts or legs. As she led me to the bed and I changed into the paper underwear I wondered if she would also change clothes, but when she came back she was still wearing the dress. Hmm, maybe I was right to temper my expectations. I resolved to just enjoy whatever massage I got and not worry too much about the next 90 minutes.

My fears were seemingly confirmed as the back massage was quite light. She didn’t do the between the legs caressing or the prostate massage she’d done the last time. I’d resolved myself to just receiving the massage and going home and taking care of myself, when Lien asked me to turn over. I did so and noticed that only 20 minutes had passed - she barely did anything at all.

In my experience with massage and oil massage over the years, generally the best massage position is with the subject laying on their stomach. There are things you can do with them on their back, of course, but stomach is definitely the best for working areas such as the back and shoulders. As such it was…odd…that Lien was having me flip over after only 20 minutes.

Lien pulled up a stool and sat down next to me. She poured a generous amount of oil on top of me and began to rub it up and down my body. I reached over and rubbed her back briefly before cupping her breast with my hand. I massaged it, but I couldn’t find her nipple as I had before. But then Lien reached into the dress, pulled out her bra pads and promptly tossed them on the floor. Now I could feel her nipple over the dress…but it wasn’t long before she pulled the sleeve of the dress towards the center, exposing her breast. I took her nipple between my fingers and gently massaged them, and Lien threw her head back while biting her lower lip. All pretense of a massage was now gone as she reached down, pulled the paper underwear aside, and began to stroke my already hard cock.

Lien’s head remained back as she bit her lip and rocked her body. She leaned in closer so I sat up a little bit and took her breast into my mouth once again, playing with her nipple with my tongue, then pulling back to wrap my lips around her nipple, gently sucking on it, then licking it, then licking her breasts again. Lien’s breaths became rougher as she fought to keep her voice in check.

I have to mention here that Lien was not the only girl working there. I mention this because the other girl was somewhere else within the salon, and occasionally we could hear her sniffle or generally just rustling around. So everything Lien and I were doing to each other had to be silent.

I was licking Lien’s breasts but she kept leaning in closer. I had an idea of what she wanted. I came off her breast and sat up more…I gently caressed her face with my other hand, and then softly but firmly putting it behind her head I gently pulled her in and we kissed. Light lip touching at first, escalating to us locking lips, then her softly licking my lips with her tongue. I pushed my tongue out, meeting hers, our tongues dancing together.

I sat up and Lien stood up in front of me as we continued to make out. I reached down and rolled up her long black dress so I could directly grab her ass. Lien reached down and continued to stroke my hard cock. She then put her arms through her dress sleeves so she could lower it to below her chest, now exposing both her bare breasts. Round, beautiful, perky breasts. I cupped both in my hands and took some time to kiss and lick both. Lien wrapped her arms around me as her breaths became heavier.

Lien came around, hiking up her dress so now it was wrapped around her waist, as she straddled the massage bed. I could see now that Lien was wearing black lace panties…very sexy. She leaned up against the back wall, thrusting her ample bosom out towards me. I adjusted so that I was also straddling the massage bed, facing her. I once again took both her breasts into my hands and sucked them, while Lien’s back arched. I separated one hand from her breasts and ran it down her stomach and the front of her panties. I began rubbing her pussy over her panties, and Lien’s body buckled at this stimulation. I could feel that her panties were slightly damp, so I slipped my finger inside of her panties and found her soaking wet pussy craving my touch. I worked my finger inside of her folds and moved up, finding her clit, and working it. Sexy though they were, the panties were now an obstruction, so I went to take them off, and Lien helped me in sliding them off her ass and down those long sexy legs. Now I was free to use my fingers to explore her pussy fully, and finger her clit freely. Lien had been very obviously physically enjoying everything so far, but this cranked things up a serious notch. She opened her mouth wide, gasping in silence, her body trembling.

She looked at me, her face contorted in pleasure, and shook her head. In Japan, women often say “no” as they’re on the verge of cumming. I wondered if Vietnam played by the same rules. I kept rubbing her clit, and Lien’s body shook as she came. I slowed down my strokes and let my finger explore more of her pussy, giving her a chance to cool down a bit, before going back and working the clit. Lien shook her head again, and a few seconds later her body trembled as she orgasmed again. As I did this, she reached down between my legs and stroked my cock the best she could, but what I was doing to her proved to be quite the distraction.

I took a moment to sit back and just take everything in. Here in a small partitioned off section of a massage salon, straddling a massage bed, naked and covered in oil, with a Vietnamese knock out mostly naked in front of me, moaning silently, her ample breasts heaving as my fingers explored her wet pussy and her hand ran up and down my stone-hard cock.

This. Is. Fucking. Awesome.

Lien had been sitting on her knees, but now she rose up to a kneeling position on the bed. With me still sitting on my knees this put her above me, her perky breasts now right in my face. …Well, there’s only one response to that - suck away! I began sucking on her left breast while continuing to rub her pussy with my right fingers. I dared to find her opening with my middle finger, and with zero objections from her I slid my finger inside of her soaking wet pussy. Lien gasped - quietly - as I went deep inside of her. I searched for and found the spot that really did it for her, and gently yet firmly worked it. Lien gasped again, leaning forward, throwing her arms around me, her head now next to mine. She breathed hot breaths into my ear and allowed herself to whisper one thing - “It feels so good.” I heard her breaths get heavier and her body trembled as now she came hard on my finger. She pulled away slightly and I managed to pry my mouth away from her breast to come up and kiss her again. Her tongue was more active, darting in and out of my mouth as her hands grasped my oil-covered skin the best they could. I had let my finger remain inside of her after she came but stopped moving it…feeling I’d given her enough of a cool-down I began moving it again. Lien almost squealed but managed to check it, and almost as if to remind us we could hear her coworker shuffling around somewhere in the salon. I continued to finger her, and Lien again threw her arms around me, leaning forward and gasping. I looked up into her face, and she into mine, both our mouths agape, as her body jolted again to another orgasm.

Lien draped herself over me for a moment, then stole a look at the timer behind us - there was only 5 minutes left in the scheduled session. She pushed me backwards onto the bed and dismounted. Now standing over me, she grabbed my cock and spent a few seconds gently caressing it before going into more vigorous motions. I could tell she wanted to make sure I got off as well. I reached over, grabbed her by the waist, and pulled her closer. She leaned in and I took her breast into my mouth again. Lien threw her head back, biting her lip as her hand worked my cock. Now it was my turn as I erupted, covering her hand, my cock, and my abdomen in my jizz. Lien gave me her trademark flirty smile, and took a few minutes to put her panties back on and fix her black dress - including replacing the bra pads she’d discarded. As before she took a handful of tissues to wipe up the great jizz lake I’d ejected, and then a warm wet towel to wipe away the oil.

I got dressed and again she led me to the kitchen in the back. Before she’d prepared some snacks, but now she had actually cooked - pho with pork spring rolls. …And it was fucking delicious. I had to take a minute and think - what the fuck is my life? In a good way of course! Me and this gorgeous girl just quietly fingered and jerked each other off, and now I’m eating authentic home-cooked delicious Vietnamese food. Seriously, what in the actual fuck. Whatever karma check I’m cashing in right now, I’ll take it.

Lien and I talked again, both using her limited Japanese and Google Translate. Among the things we discussed, she told me that I was the first and only customer she crossed the line for, as it was strictly prohibited at this shop. Also, that it had been years since she had been made to feel that way. I told her I was extremely happy and thankful she chose me to do these things with.

Oil massage is seriously one of the greatest things on Earth. We all should be doing more of it. I’m doing my part to bring a little sunshine to any women willing to purchase my services (or just be a practice dummy for me!), but sometimes it’s nice to be on the receiving end as well.