First FR: 2 attempts in Lajpat
Introduction
I have been skulking in the shadows of this forum for a little under a year now. I have been quite the spa-working girl for 2-3 years now. I have always enjoyed massages (clean ones) for the sheer sense of well being they bestow upon one.
It is only in the last year that I have started to seek more visceral pleasures in the MPs. I am still relatively new to the game – have had the 'massage-plus' experience some 7 times only.
This is my first FR.
Context
The rather hot 40 something MILF whom I have been eyeing since she married and moved next door (I was 16 at the time) really looks up to my mother and is regular visitor to our house. On a whim, my mother and she decided to visit Lajpat nagar to buy some household stuff. I was summoned to play the designated driver.
Given her back problem, my mother sat in the back seat while the MILF sat next to me. All through the drive I could smell her perfume and kept sneaking glances at her throughout the drive. As a result, by the time we reached Lajpat Nagar I was sufficiently horny. I dropped the two women at the market and had about 2-3 hours to kill.
Given the state I was in, I decided to sample some of the spa-delicacies.
I am not familiar with the market, and it was quite a struggle to find the Spas. I spent close to 1 hour meandering through the market trying to spot some of the Spas I had seen on JD the online directory. I didn't want to call and ask for directions because I wanted to do the whole 'been-here-done-her' routine when I finally reached the Spa. Asking for directions gives-away the fact that this is your first visit.
Attempt I : Fail
I finally stumbled upon a spa, nestled between Afghan medicine shops. This one had a fruity / colorful name and wasn't on the list I had seen online. I looked it up online, and it seemed to be a relatively new Spa. Walked in, and there was a bearded afghan man waiting his turn. The NE front-desk girl was bull-headed and refuse to budge below 1800 for one hour. I asked to meet the therapist but she refused and gave me a lecture about how it is bad for the therapist so I let it be.
Asked me I had been here before, I said I had she verified my fake name (Rahul) on their register and suggested I try their only Thai therapist. I certain Ms. Why. I paid and proceeded.
Much to my dismay, there were was only I room which was taken, and then there were these cubicles with attached shower booths. The cubicles were separated by reflective dark glass, but I guess is one can see through them if one peers.
I met the therapist, medium build with a 6/10 body but a terribly pimple ridden face. This was a big turn-off (aren't the Thais supposed to have flawless skin? The massage started, we were both kinda quiet for the first 10 minutes and then we got chatting. Her command of the English language was surprisingly good and a pleasant change. The massage was quite good but entirely clean and professional. Not a single sensual brush despite my attempt at erotic groans. She has soft strong hands and used them well. We spoke of Thailand and her experience in India (she came here 3 months back). Some 5 minutes into the conversation, I popped the question about extras. "Only hand" she said, "for 1500". I told her she was funny (using the Thai word for funny), and that I won't pay more than 500. She refused to budge, and I am quite bull-headed myself. So she said –" then I give you a good massage and you go bye-bye" which meant that we should let this be exactly what it was a good professional massage.
I was turned on, but I wasn't going to be hustled. So I let it be. We chit-chatted, I asked her if she offered FS outside, to which she said – "I love money, but I love myself more. " I thought that was rather poignant.
The massage concluded, I took a shower in the cramped cubicle and off I went. While walking out I saw two NE girls in the next cubicle chilling by themselves. The tall one looked cute.
Face: 2/10
Attitude: 9/10
Body: 6/10
WIR: Ab rulaeyga kya (Will you make me cry now? Hell no.
Damages: 1. 8 k counter charges.
Attempt II: Mild success
With my resolve intact, I continued on. I wasn't going to waste another hour trying to stumble upon another Spa, I called the first spa that showed up on my search result. This offered to be an oasis in the midst of the hustle bustle. I was directed to the location, and found it a mere 200 meters away. There was a front-desk lady and another round NE sitting on the sofa with a bull-nose piercing on her tiny nose. She had on a skirt and leopard print leggings that gave her a silly appearance. The official rate was 2 k, which was quoted. I was offered a discount of Rs. 500. I pushed further and they resisted, I started to walk out as I was already feeling a little bummed out about a failed adventure and was in no mood to pay massive counter charges. Ms. Leopard legs called me back and agreed to Rs. 1100. Knowing I had the edge, I asked if they had a good therapist. Ms. Leopard Legs recommended a certain Ms. F. I insisted on seeing her. She was called out – turned out to petite little girl, barely five feet tall with a sweet face. She wasn't really my type but the leopard legs insisted she was "good" with a wry smile.
Off we went down a corridor that had rooms on the left side. Took the first room. There was an attached shower inside. I was asked to change but there was no disposable so I stripped down and lay on the mattress. Ms. F came in, switched off the light and turned on a dim red light. The massage started.
Five minutes in she asked me whether this was my first time. I told her that while this was my first time, my (imaginary) friend Manish was a regular and that she had referred me. She asked if I had been to other Spas, I rattled off a long list including the fruity one that had disappointed me. Some minutes later I asked what the extras were. I was told HJ, BJ were on offer. I asked about B2B and she said she could give it but didn't seem to thrilled.
Now my experience with B2B has been limited to the stuff you get at the pink building on Rat-you-Thit road in Phuket. I wasn't going to slide down on the quality metric. I asked about FS, and she said she doesn't offer. I asked if there were others who did, and she said she didn't know.
The massage was blah and I was getting horny. I asked her the rates, and she asked what I paid at the other spas. I rattled off – HJ for 500, BJ for 700-1000 depending on the quality, B2B for 1500, FS for 2000. She was quiet.
After a while, when I couldn't take it anymore, I asked her to give me the BJ first. She smiled shyly and agreed. Took off her shirt without my asking to expose small-oddly shared breasts with small nipples. Like I said before, really not my type.
I suggested we try it with a prophylactic and passed one to her. She fumbled with it and finally put it on and proceeded. She didn't have much talent but put her heart into it. Every time it would build up, she would take it out and try jerking with her hand – which she was awful at. Eventually I would ask her to take it in her mouth at do it again, there would be a build up and she would take it out again. It was beginning to get a little annoying. I asked her why she was doing it, she said " so that you don't discharge in my mouth". Face-palm moment. I politely pointed to the prophylactic and asked her how on god's earth was it possible for me to "discharge" in her mouth? The penny dropped, I could literally see the bulb go on in her head.
She put her heart into it again and much to her credit, she didn't stop unless I stopped her to give her instructions.
I eventually exploded gloriously inside the sheath. It was glorious most because of the day-long build-up, and not much more. At this stage, Ms. F bent down and kissed my cheek, smiled and said – " next time full service. "
I took a quick shower in the cubicle that smelled bad and exited. On my way out I saw 4-5 therapists outside (2 NI, 3 NE). They all smiled back, one of them (dusky) looked hot with big round assets, full lips and long black hair. That's the one I would want to taste.
Said goodbye to leopard legs and left.
Face: 7/10
Body: 7/10
Attitude: 8/10
WIR: Maybe, if I am in the area and the dusky is on the platter.
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Hi all,
Getting bored on Sunday. Let post our favorite MP in Gurgaon. With my limited exposure of 5 MP in GGN, I guess fav for me till now in terms of hygiene and experience and expense has been TGS in Supermart. Fellow brothers please post your favorite MP.
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Hello brothers,
I have been following the forum just on and off for a little while and would love to get some training from the seniors in this forum on getting started in Delhi. I do not have anything to offer but keen to build up a good inventory with your help and my efforts for mutual benefit in the new year 2015. Would really appreciate if any seniors like MRahul, ActionOrien. And other helpful brothers can help out to help me start with. All of your camaraderie and brotherhood is already very much appreciated. To start with from my side, I have a full place available in a nice location near Noida starting early Feb for any senior members who may need some discreet and nice pad to have fun once in a while for overnight private getaway (I do not live there and it is a 4 bed room apartment so plenty of privacy). Of course, this is NEVER going to become a place for charges but for mutual benefit of close brothers who take this hobby seriously. I will send some personal messages to senior brothers. Hoping to get something to start with.
