Christmas Day Treat in Nunawading
I live alone, was somewhat surprised to get a message on weechat from the guy at this shop they were open so, so gave myself a treat, instead of getting fat on Turkey.
He makes every effort to get you back, tells me they have a newbie starting this week so I I will try to head over and report.
Festive season to ya all.
DD.
[QUOTE=DavoDominator;1976283]Saw this ad and Pd myself laffng on the back of some comments I seen here before.
[URL]http://melbourne.locanto.com.au/ID_1008193197/Nunawading-Massage.html[/URL]
Guys working in a shop have never bothered me as it is pretty common in legal establishments, on tune was greeted by an older guy, told me there was a 10 minute wait which is a sign its probably worth the wait, sipping on a can of coke that was offered to me until she took me in to a small but very clean room. (lucky to get a water at the Asian establishments)..[/QUOTE]
Christmas eve disappointment
Visited the place on Mt pleasant road Christmas eve late morning.
Rear entrance is excellent.
Greeted by one of the guys $55 for 45 minutes.
Miss January was my ML.
Massage 3/10.
$50 for a clothed HJ and that was offered with only 5 minutes to go.
I declined.
Massage was not 45 minutes more like 30 min.
I could not be f&the complaining.
Merry Christmas.
WIR No.
Peel Street North Melbourne
Hi,
New user.
The other day I went to a shady looking place on Peel street across from the Markets. Something about crappy looking venues gets me excited. Anyway, I walked in and the girl was a cute (but slightly chubby) Asian girl. Big smiles. I called her gorgeous and she locked the front door behind me. Always a good sign.
She showed me to a room and I paid $40 for the half hour. She left me to strip off and came back in to find me naked. During the massage I couldn't help but cop a feel, my usual MO. She had on these tight cut-off denim shorts. Short shorts. I rubbed her pussy as she worked on my back, balls and ass. Turned-on already.
On the flip she sees my cock at attention and kind of hits it, over and over, like it's naughty. Turned on more. She holds up five fingers as a question. I act horrified and counter with three. We agree on four. I say nude and it's back to five. So there we are. She strips off and goes to work with a very nice oily HJ. I suck her tits and ask if I can play with her pussy and she holds up another two fingers. Like an idiot I agree.
I rub her clit as she jerks me off and she gets very wet very quickly. I turn and lean in and start eating her clit and she loves it, puts her foot up on the edge of the table so I can get in there and the juices are flowing. Sweet and slippery.
I shot not long after but she wanted more. She kissed and hug me and instead of cleaning my up rubbed my cum into my belly with her hands as we made out. She cleaned me up and more kissing while I got dressed. I think the next punter would have had anything he wanted. WIR: Too expensive. Tempted by her openness but worried about the $$ Could get more for less in Footscray.
Cost: 40 + 50 + 20= fuck that shit!
Looks 7.
Massage 6.
HJ 8.
DATY 7.
Vietnamese massage bell street Preston
The brick building on first floor.
Think I posted here recently about this MP.
In my experience here most of the ML will do extras, it is $45.00 for 45 minutes which nowadays is a fair price.
Hands for $20.00 also, and perhaps a lot more on offer for the right girl.
Very friendly staff always. Enjoy 2017 all.
Cheers,
LWD
Jackson Street Toorak Vic
Last Friday I called here late in the afternoon. Curiosity got me through the door. It is a funny little joint, almost divey, almost discreet.
Standing in reception I am requested by signage to speak softly in consideration of other clients, FMD!
Out comes Vivienne, middle aged Asian manager. (Maybe owner).
She whispers "You want massage?" "Oh yes please" I whisper back. I confirm that it will be she who does the massage. She points to a comprehensive price board sign, & I handover a $50. Note for 30 minutes.
It was a humid day, & she lead me to a small dark room which was pleasantly set up. We are the only ones here. She leaves me to get sorted.
I get my gear off & peak under the table & see a few knick knacks including a box of tissues.
I go starkers & hop up on the table on my stomach. When I pop my head up, I notice there is a mirror.
She returns, clearly she has no issue with me being uncovered & commences the rub.
She whispers "how you like it?
She places her face very close to mine, as I instruct " oh very soft, very slow, nice & gentle." "Oh OK I give you nice nice" she whispers.
Ah, so far so good.
Her massage style was a whole of body pattern. Rub the back, swoop down to the legs via the outer thighs, then return to the back from the legs via the inside thighs, & with a light brush of the crack on the return journey.
This procedure was very repetitive. I decided to add some encouragement by moaning & ohoooing & uhmmming & yum yum yumming whenever she went near an area I approved of.
I was also lifting my arse up, to help her out, if she decided to explore things a little more forensically. She somehow managed to resist the temptation.
It was just enough of a tease to keep me interested, but nothing I could really hang my hat on. Maybe it is a strategy in case of LE.
I glanced at her in the mirror a few times, & sprung her staring at the ceiling looking bored shitless.
After what felt like time might be up, she whispers "I get hot towel now". She gives me a comprehensive towelling which had a vibe of this is it, all over red rover.
Thankfully, she asked me to flip. I was flaccid. I also hadn't popped a bluey. She massaged very close to the jewels, but again, nothing that would concern a magistrate.
I could not ascertain if this was a legit place or RnT. I wanted to know if a tug was on the cards, but did not want to be offensive by asking outright.
I tried a little acid test that has served me well for a long time, with very accurate results.
I happen to have sensitive nipples. So, I point to my nipples and ask if she would mind giving them a soft rub, as I really like it.
In my experience, there are no gray areas in the reply. If she says no, it is never a flirty maybe, it is always a definitive absolute NO. I back off at 1000 mph because I know I have misread the signs & there is no way any hanky panky is going to happen.
I feel it is less offensive than asking for a tug, particularly if a legit therapist is just trying to do her job.
To draw an analogy, I don't ask a check out chick if she would mind giving me a quick handy or a blowie, while Mrs Jones fiddle farts around emptying her supermarket trolley.
However, if the answer is yes, or oh really? Or do you like that? Or do you mean like this? Or blah blah, then I know it is full steam ahead.
Whilst having my nipples lightly tweaked is a bit of a turn on, I usually exaggerate my reaction to imply they are driving me wild. It works a treat.
So When I asked Vivienne to have a crack at my nipples, she whispered "yeah sure".
It got the ball rolling. Vivienne did not do much for me in the looks dept. OK but just OK. She had a little pot belly, maybe preggers? Dunno. I am not normally a tit man, but she has a magnificent set of breasts. I tried to return the nipple favor, but she was having none of it. "Well could you at least pop them out so I can have a look?" "No no no" and she wasn't whispering.
She suggested she massage my "front" all over. Then, pointing at my cock, whispers "I'll look after you". We agreed on $30.
Unfortunately I only had another $20. Cash on me. That was no problem for Our Vivienne, "you can use card".
So she poured oil on my cock, and used her left hand to polish my knob, and her right hand to tweak my nipples. Whilst not an earth shattering experience, it was still a most competent piece of multitasking. She knows how to give a HJ.
She wipes me down, and leaves me to get dressed. I noticed that before my massage & now after it, she places a large body size sheet of tissue on the table. The towels are not touched though!!
Perhaps a bit grotty in this heatwave.
She is waiting for me when I come out of the room. She is very friendly & and offers me a small paper cup of water, not much bigger than an egg cup, and compliments me on my footwear.
As we walk to the reception area she says that there are usually at least 4 girls per day, all young, always getting new young girls, no matter which one you choose, all will "Look after you". Maybe "Look After You" is PRC for "nudge nudge wink wink".
Then it's over to the EFTPOS gadget. We confirm I owe her $30. For the handy. She swipes the card, "cheque or savings?" hands me the device & politely whispers "total is $31, $1.00 surcharge for using card". There are no flies on Our Vivienne.
I refrained from suggesting that she had forgotten to charge me for the paper egg cup full of water.
We said our farewells, and I drove home with a smile on my face.
Lou Lou Victoria Street Richmond Vic
I took a punt & visited this place in November 2016.
It is a Chinese massage joint which suits this area to a tee. This could be anything.
I could not see the receptionist unless I went inside the shop.
"You want massage?? 30 minutes 40 dollar. Before I knew it she had my dosh & directed me into a dark massage room.
In walks Lisa. She told me to get undressed & pointed to the table, and she left the room.
She was back quickly, asked the usuals, & settled on medium. I could not really get a decent perv at her, but I realized she was not ugly. There was no draping, but she very assertively placed my arms in the dangling at the side position.
I took this to mean that I had better not try to be a smart arse, so I didn't.
The massage was quite OK. She was covering every possible lump & bump & muscle, and I was starting to worry that time would be up, and maybe there would not even be a flip. By now I had low expectations, and resigned myself to the fact there was nothing I could do about it.
The massage just seemed to go on forever, and I was nearly asleep. Eventually, she gave my buttocks a good authentic massage.
Then thankfully, she completely changed the whole vibe, and used two hands to lightly rub my crack, and tickle my perennium. She then used two hands to come back up my crack and repeat the whole procedure again. She must have repeated this little trick about a dozen times before suggesting the flip.
I now had the chance to check her out properly. She had long jet black hair, a tight petite body and the cutest little arse ever. All covered with a little black one piece mini number. She also had a lovely face. She looked to be in her mid twenties, but on closer examination she may have been in her thirties.
I am now on my back, and it occurred to me that she had absolutely avoided any brushing of her body against me during the massage. My hands were lightly gripping the sides of the table, and I was not about to start pushing boundaries. Well not yet anyway.
She had a good look at my half mast cock, and continued to slowly & sensually rub my thighs and stomach. I was gradually becoming more interested.
Then she stopped. Gave the universal hand signal and asked " you want?" I asked how much & she said "thirty dollar". I must admit, I really despise the way the momentum is broken, and all of a sudden we all become barterers. Even so, I could not believe the words that came out of my mouth. "Nah don't worry about it" and she continued her slow sensual massage.
She also stood in a position that placed my hand between her bare thighs. I didn't flinch. She then quite purposely pressed an inner thigh again my hand. This time I absolutely flinched. As she continued to massage me, I am running my hand all around the top of her inner & outer thighs, I occasionally gave her pussy a light rub, but I couldn't get a decent crack at it without breaking momentum & risking a rebuke.
I decided that discretion would be the better part of valor, and concentrated on rubbing her lovely little bott bott on the outside of her nickers. During this, her mini had crept up to reveal a pair of little pink panties. I hovered around the the elastic and dropped my hand inside the back of her nickers. I felt her roar arse, there was no resistance what so ever, and so naturally I decided to very lightly rub her tight little fanny.
I would have been quite happy doing this for the rest of the day, but it was clearly ridiculous to think that I had just knocked her back for a tug. Great minds think alike. She smiled at me and said "OK then twenty dollar". Of coarse I agreed.
She oiled up my now rigid Pancho, and started the pull. I continued rubbing her fanny via the back door. I did not try to insert, and I was hoping she would get sopping wet.
Unfortunately the best I achieved was a bit of increased moisture which I brushed over her clit. She seemed to enjoy it, but was nowhere near getting her rocks off. I sniffed my fingers when I was back in the car, as you do, and it was all very clear & pure & no scent at all. Maybe it was only lube? Dunno.
She continued with the pull, but once she knew she was home and hosed, she went the jackhammer and I shot my bolt way quicker than I would have preferred.
On the clean up she was a little more talkative, but not much. She said her name is Lisa, & she is Vietnamese.
I am sure if I had the money and the motivation, repeat visits would render all sorts of fun with this little cracker. She told me she works daytime from Monday to Saturday.
I left with a spring in my step, and only $60. Lighter in the old hip pocket.
Ping's 250 A Victoria St Richmond Vic
250 A not the other Ping's in Victoria Street.
It was Christmas Eve about 8 pm & sweltering hot. I was drained of energy & most of my loose money.
I popped into Ping's Body Care at 250 A Victoria (not the other one) expecting to see Kelly. She is nothing to write home about looks wise, but she goes above & beyond the call, to offer me great service at only $50. All up, Drive away no more to pay.
However I am greeted by Linda, who is younger, much better looking, and big tits. We go into curtained off massage space. She says $30 for 30.
I give her a $50. Note. She pulls a large wad of notes from her pocket & starts to peal off my change. I do what I do with Kelly & signal that I don't want the change. It works a treat with Kelly. Linda shrugged & smiled& we got on with it.
The massage was just OK, and she tickled all the right spots, then I flip. She goes straight for the oil & straight for my cock. I suggest she takes her time, she plays the no speak English card.
I motion for her to let me have a crack at her tits. She point blank says no. I maneuverer around so I can give her pussy a rub, she doesn't pull back, but hand signals that it will cost more.
OK, this vibe is turning greedy. I am fucked if I am going to pay for a hand full of denim jeans. I pull my hand away & direct her to finish me off. She does so with an unspectacular HJ.
To be fair, she does offer to continue the massage after I have cum. I loose interest and let her off the hook. While I am getting dressed she configures her phone & holds it up for me to see her screen wishing me a Merry Christmas.
She means well & is a nice enough person, but from my perspective she gives a shithouse massage. I only dropped $50. & at least had a mediocre blow.
I am sure I have read OPs praising her. It has shown me that what works for me with Kelly, is not necessarily transferable.
668 Warrigal Rd East Malvern Vic
Yesterday mid day, I take a punt at 668 Warrigal Road East Malvern. I have read that Nikki & Yumi here do a good service at A good price.
I ask to see Nikki? No today. OK what about Yumi? I get a blank look.
Betty, chubby short Asian, comes out & says "you try new girl". She tries very hard to persuade me. Betty uses sign language to indicate that I can have a nude HJ for $30.00 on top of $45.00 massage fee. I say I need to cash up at the ATM across the road. This gives me time to ponder. Oh fuck it, I might as well take a punt.
"Yoo hoo I'm back!
Into the room. & the new girl's name is Lily. I am hopeless at guessing ages & nationalities, particularly Asians. I think she is late thirties PRC. She is tall & slim. To me, she is neither attractive nor ugly. She takes my $45. I start undressing & she returns. I try some chit chat but her English is worse than poor.
Up on the table & a fairly standard massage ensues. She emphatically places my hands in the dangling at the side position. She starts the rub from the head of the table.
Soon she is standing at my side. She gives my back a hard massage. My arm is dangling between her open legs. I give her bare legs a gentle rub. I hover around the calves & a little bit above. She appears to have no problem with this.
She moves to the other side of the table. Again I give her legs a rub & venture a little further north. I give her undies a few brushes. Every now & then her leg muscles would tighten up & she would temporarily go the clampers. Not really a knock back, but a bit of hesitation on her part. She is still fully clothed in a longish flowing skirt.
She kept asking me if I want it hard or soft. If I told her once, I told her twenty times, that I want it soft. She just ignored me & proceeded the way she wanted to do it.
Then she climbs up on the table, & sits so that one of my legs is between her legs, but she does not straddle. She starts digging her knuckles into various spots on my spine. I said "ouch" a few times. Then she asks ok? Ok?
I said no not OK. "I want soft like this" & softly stroked her leg to show her how I wanted it. I said "like a butterfly, ha ha". She giggled & finally went a bit softer.
She eventually massages my arse. She was getting progressively harder again. I was sick of playing Mr Nice Guy. I said sternly "no no, soft soft. I then immediately stuck my arse in the air.
To her credit, she then used her finger tips to tickle the tackle, & even came in from the side with her other hand & gave my limp dick a few brushes.
Then she grabs a pillow & I flip. She immediately does an elongated hand wanking signal. She looked about as feminine as Mike Tyson having a pull, and asks me "you want? You want"?
I am totally unaroused, which is pretty obvious by my dead worm of a dick. I am also seething with anger at her inability to give a fuck about what I might want.
I figured, that at this stage I am $45. Down the drain. If she wants any more of my hard earned, she will need to convince me of a decent return on my investment.
So I say "not yet". She keeps on asking "you want?" "you want"?
I keep on repeating " not yet".
She then starts getting annoyed with me & explains she doesn't know English well enough to understand "not yet".
Via sign language I ask if she has a phone translator. No.
Shen then angrily asks "you want yes? Or you want no?" I reply no.
She goes back to doing a standard massage. This is not what I am here for. In silent anger I hop off the table & start getting dressed. She asks me what is going on? & similar type questions. I remain silent & continue to get dressed. She leaves the room.
Betty immediately appears. I am in my tee shirt & undies. Her English is not flash either, but she is concerned that I am 'not happy'. She asks me to let her massage me for free for 10 minutes.
I felt a bit sorry for the other chick. I suspect I was her 1st punter on her 1st day in her new MP. But fuck it, I am sick of blowing money on sub standard service. I just know that her handy would have been a useless jack hammer that would probably not even get me hard, let alone over the line. For once, the blood had not yet rushed from my brain to my dick.
If I had already yanked my jeans on, I would not have bothered with Betty's offer, but I say OK.
I whip my gear off & lie on my back. My cock is as limp as a dead fish, a very small dead fish. Betty starts a sensual rub around the right spots & I start to return the favor. This is going to take a lot longer than either of us wants it to.
I indicate that I would like her to nude up. Her face looked like a question mark. I said "I pay you money no problem." Uh oh the blood is flowing. She immediately drops her gear, locks the door, & grabs the baby oil. Ah this is more like it.
Betty's body would have been a little cracker a few years ago. It is not in good nick now, but it will suffice, and her tits are looking quite juicy.
She is more than happy for me to have a munch on her bouzzies while she oils up the old fella. Now we can get down to some serious business.
She does a fine job of applying oil & getting me hard. I suggest she slows down the jerking. I do my best effort on her tits, & decide to give her fanny a rub via the back door.
It is a bit of a dry argument.
I slip my middle finger where I am sucking a tit, & then pop the wet finger back on her fanny. She starts to produce moisture. Soon I am rubbing juice on to her clit.
Her breathing gets heavier & quicker. I am now also licking her neck. She loves it. Her jerking is now exactly in sync with her breathing. We are both going faster & faster. She cums a second or two before me. She is not a loud screamer, but lets out a relieving sigh, & then I do the same. Naturally her fanny is as wet as Sadie's mop.
We have well & truly used up the ten minutes. There is an almost awkward moment, when we don't know who should be thanking who. Or maybe she is such an accomplished actress, and I have been totally sucked in. I don't think so, but I can't totally rule it out.
I asked how much I owed her & she said $20. I readily hand it over. I get dressed. I call out a cheery goodbye. I hot-tail it out of there.
While I was getting dressed, I could hear them having a spirited conversation. Not abusive, but definitely spirited.
I am tipping that the next punter who is serviced by Lily, will have very good reason to thank me.
