As always, there's the "other" side of town as well. So....by buddies, who'd been there before, were hell bent to treat me to something they said, " is out of this world....and will blow your mind ".
We walk into this ordinary looking building, and there are numerous ladies shuffling around, half clad. Not naked mind, mind you, but almost. Very sexy lingerie. My buddies "paid", and we all were shuffled to the back. Once there, we were instructed to "strip down" and just wrap this very small towel around our mid-section. Then instructed to lay face down on this table.
The massage began. Soft Oriental music piped into the room, made the session very calm. The girls did the shoulders, back, arms, thighs....occasionally brushing my balls....did I mention the girls were very, very scantly clad. All were braless, some with "see-thru" sheer jackets, some with garters/nylons, some with pasties and the smallest "g" string I've ever seen at that time (late 70's). You couldn't help but to lay there with a "hard on".
Once the massage was complete (probably to get you relaxed....) you were instructed to turn over on your back. Hell, your cock was pushing up thru that towel, like a stick holding up a tent. They're all speaking Japanese, of course, and no need wondering what they were saying.......
They began the "frontal" massage. Chest, stomach, neck, facial (one told me to keep my eyes closed).....and eventually to my legs. I'd open my eyes now and then.....and noticed I had not one massaging me....but FOUR (4). Hands all moving at the same time. One kept telling me to close my eyes, but I just had to see this....and nicely replied, "I'd rather not".
Two would stay to the top of me....rubbing my chest, stomach, arms....the other massaging my neck and head. The OTHER TWO.......
began a long and tedious, soft massage. My feet, calves, thighs.... moving under that towel...and PURPOSELY touching my balls. This only "heightened" the erection (and that was the plan)..Watching, they untied the towel. and let it drop to the sides of the table. I AM well endowed, not bragging.
A LOT of chatter began. I don't understand a bit of Japanese.....but I can guess. The two on my bottom half, kept massaging my legs with one hand, and their other hands.....well.....one gently rubbed my balls, while the other "lightly" ran her 1 finger, up and down my cock. Back and forth, back and forth........yes, it gets your COCK, .....REAL, REAL hard. They'd take turns....chattering all the time.
They poured some sort of "oil" on my cock, and continued stroking my cock. Finally, one grasped my cock with just her fore finger and her thumb., forming an "O" ring....and began sliding up and down on my cock. This was driving me nuts.......and the women knew it. They'd switch back and forth......eventually grasping my cock......and slowly "stroking" it. With the oil, and their small hands......they knew EXACTLY what they were doing......and they did it really, really well.
You were instructed to just "lay there Salior boy.......relax", the one woman kept saying.
I didn't notice it before, but up on the ceiling......over each table.....was a "basket" of some sorts. Well, the two massaging me on the top half, walked over to the wall, and "LOWERED" the "basket" to the floor, while this tiny little person.....climbed in and maneuvered herself some sort of way , that her hips would be FLAT, I guess.
With the "complex/compound" pulley system, they now raised it aloft of me. I could see this "hole" in the bottom of the basket. Lowering it.....the two on my bottom half, massaging me and keeping me "HARD", positioned the hole over my cock.......talking with the other two women......then lowered it down my cock....inch by inch.....and with the oil, had NO problem .....having it bottom out.
I know what your thinking at this point.....but, YES......it did happen. I think about it to this day......
NOW.....the women on the bottom half are now "guiding" that basket.....while the other "pulley" women, are yanking it ...UP & DOWN......UP & DOWN, Then, to top it off......sort of speaking.....they begin to "wobble" or twist the basket......so now it's going UP & DOWN......and TWISTING......on my cock..
O M G ......what a feeling. AND ones massaging my balls now and then.
To be honest.....I don't think I lasted too long after all that was going on. I have NO IDEA on the time limit......none.
These women have been doing this for so long....THEY know what their doing.
AND......just about the time I was going to "BLOW MY NUT".....they SPIN it. YES, you read that right.....they SPUN it. The basket was held in ONE SPOT.....not going up and down......and they SPUN that dam thing. The euphoria was overwhelming !!!!!!!!
I really MOANED loud......that I remember.
All said and done....after I got dressed and left......my buddies were out in the lobby.......laughing. They put their arms arounnd me....and said.....
"Welcome to the Oriental Basket Club."
I've since had it in Hong Kong, Phillipines, Korea........
If you go to Asia.....ya just gotta get one.......REALLY.
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