Christmas Is Perfect Mongering Time
I can usually get my family obligations over fairly quickly over the holidays and the rest of the time is ME time. And I find that I usually get particularly lucky or have better-than-usual adventures on Christmas. Just last night--Christmas Eve--I visited an old regular and had a great time. She is a gal I've been seeing for years. She is a very reliable hj and/or bbbj for most of her customers and she has strong oral skills. For me, as an old customer, she gives me an awesome naked bbbjcim experience, but she does not and never has had full sex with a monger in the parlor. I know what you're thinking. That she probably DOES bang guys for the right price, but she just doesn't. I've offered extra and all her reviews have always said she is bj only. She has told me that she'll fuck me at her place after hours, but I've never followed up, hence, we've never done the deed. So last night I timed it so I was last customer. It was so quiet and very little traffic since it was Xmas eve. We had a particularly hot session--we got into a 69 position and we both got pretty worked up. Next thing I know, I slipped it in. We fucked for about two full minutes before she freaked out a little and pulled away. "I'm a virgin at work...well, not any more..." First "cherry" I ever popped. She was a trooper though, finished me off with her lips and I came in her mouth.
Tonight, just a few hours ago, I stopped by a place with a $10 off coupon for an hour. It was so slow all day long that mamasan offered me two girls for the price of one. All I had to do was tip each girl appropriately. So next thing I know, I got one girl sitting between my legs with a bottle of oil stroking my jimmy and the other girl is servicing my upper half: rubbing my arms and chest, kissing my neck, licking my nipples, and stuffing her boobs into my mouth. Only when the upper girl started to give me dfk did I finally cum. I was half expecting the girls to clean me up and usher me out...we all know the drill. But instead they turned me over and gave me the full hour of four-hand massage. The only negative was they whispered to each other in Mandarin the entire time, but they were relatively quiet and the massage was so good I just surrendered and almost fell asleep. I was putty when I walked out of there. You don't get that kind of service the other 363 days of the year. I have many other stories of Christmas' past, I'll tell another if any interest.
Last edited by jen6492; December 25th, 2016 at 10:09 PM.
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December 26th, 2016
