My Unique Hong Kong Massage Experience Chapter 3

I will confess that my nerve was under tension as we were going through the second round of massage at my hotel room floor. I was being robbed in all parts of my body. When we got to bed for the third massage session, it was obvious to me that I made the right choice by calling Lisa. She has shown me the stuff that makes Hong Kong massage therapy different. As we started in the hotel bed, I noticed that the bed started twirling. She at first waited for me to give out the instructions, which she carried out to perfection. I was amazed at the quality of services I enjoyed with Lisa; she knew all the styles in this world. I would her say yah to all the instructions I gave while I complete relaxed in her skilled hands. Every three seconds, I saw tension all over my body. I got very old quickly and I mean quickly. I think she is the best outcall massage in Hong Kong.

After I have finished dishing out the instruction, I then told her to carry out her best. I knew Lisa would try to excel because she has already shown that she is indeed a professional. She then took control. She went into me. At a moment, I thought I was in another world, because I never had that experience in my life. I will say that I had the best massage therapy of my life with Lisa. I also feel that she had the best of it too. When it was daybreak, the contract was ended and she was ready to go. I cannot afford to allow another person have Lisa the following night, so I horridly booked her for the remaining days I will stay at the Peak Hotel Victoria, Hong Kong.

We have developed a strong relationship such that anytime I am anywhere near Asia I will invite Lisa to join me. Today I am friendly with Lisa and that was because of the first class massage services she offered to me. She is the best therapist I have ever met. She has actually shown that Hong Kong therapy is indeed the best in Asia. It is a wonderful experience, which I will never forget.

My Unique Hong Kong Massage Experience Chapter 2

After welcoming her, Lisa demanded that we head to the bathroom to prepare me for the massage. She made some frantic gestures to me expressing her appreciation that I have invited her. I heard a lot about Hong Kong tantric massage, Lisa’s coming would afford me the opportunity to enjoy it. Therefore, I did not hesitate to heed her request to move to the bathroom to take a bath and prepare for the massage.

Lisa pulled off my clothes and took me inside for a memorable shower. She started the massage therapy right there at the shower room. I was amazed at her skill and professional hands. I began to wonder why she was so professional. I remembered that I chose her because she was rated very high. She wanted to show me why she was actually a professional therapist. She also wanted to win my heart forever so that I would never have the need to look elsewhere for massage therapy. On my part, I want to get one hundred percent values for the money I paid for her services.

I had actually wanted to hire different massage therapists for the few days I will stay in Hong Kong. I believed that would help me derive maximum benefit from the Hong Kong tantric massage. Lisa treated me like a baby; she cleaned all parts of my body thoroughly including my sore muscle. I was surprised at the professional way she cleaned my body, massaged my back, chest, legs and my buttock. I never knew there was a perfect way of massaging the buttock until I met Lisa. She cleaned the inflatable mattress on the bed, brought it down to the floor, and refreshed my body with fresh and nicely smelling oil for a body-to-body massage. Body-to-body massage at the floor was only a prelude to what I was going to enjoy the rest of that night…(to be con’t)

My Unique Hong Kong Massage Experience Chapter 1

I want to share with you my experience with Hong Kong massage therapist by name Ann Lisa. I came across her a few years ago when I was looking for a Hong Kong massage therapist. I have established a strong relationship with the outcall massage specialist such that I will always request for her services anytime I am in Victoria or any other parts of Hong Kong. I met Lisa when I travelled to Hong Kong for our annual professional tantric conference, which was scheduled to hold in Victoria, Hong Kong.

When I arrived at Peak hotel where I was offered accommodation by the organizers of the conference, I searched Hong Kong Yellow Pages for the best massage service in the capital. I viewed various profiles, pictures of some of the outcall massage girls in Victoria, and I have to order for the services of Lisa. I paid for her services that night and requested that she come to my hotel room. The rate for outcall massage therapist varies in Hong Kong. If you want a foot massage service, you have to pay HDK390; this was what I paid Lisa for the first night of my stay at the Peak Hotel. The cost for hotel reservation was HDK3110. This was paid by the professional organization that organized the annual conference. I paid the money through my credit card. Lisa was aged about 24 years; it did take up to two hours before she made it to my hotel room.

When Lisa walked into my hotel room, I was watching an interesting documentary aired in Hong Kong television. I was amazed that Lisa could speak perfect English. I later remembered that Hong Kong was once a British colony, it is not surprising that professionals like Lisa will be versatile in the English language to interact with foreign English speakers. She greeted me in English and I confessed that she was young and attractive. Before coming to Hong Kong, I was used to Asian massage therapist in Philippines. I saw something different in Lisa Ann. She is an amiable person to behold…(to be con’t)

The Path to become a Professional Hong Kong Outcall Massage Therapist

I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw her smiling at me the most beautiful lips and teeth I had ever seen. She was tiny, yet she was stronger than I thought she would be as she took my hand and led me to where, I wasn’t sure. Her soft, pale skin shone in the dimly lit room as she placed towels and other objects on the bed knowing she would use them that night. She was a professional Hong Kong therapist. There is no other way to describe her as her long jet black hair whenever she touched me with her tiny hands. Her gentle voice soothed me as she encouraged me to lie down and wait for her to attend to me. My hotel room was transformed into a blissful paradise which made my hong kong massage experience more enjoyed than it had previously been.

I vividly remember feeling her tiny hands on my back as she rubbed fragrant oil into it with more skill than I thought she had. Her hands were amazing. They looked fragile, yet they were very powerful as she rubbed up and down my frame until I responded to her touch. She was really professional and experienced as she stroked my sore body with her finger tips until I cried out as I had never done before. I had used various hong kong massage outcall services before; however, none of the therapists thrilled me as my therapist did last night. I felt physically and emotionally connected to my therapist as she ran her hands down my spine until I totally relaxed as I had never relaxed before. It was almost as though her mind was glued to mine as she wrapped her hands around me and gazed into my eyes throughout the session.

I miss my wonderful therapist and I will continue to ask for her outcall massage service to enjoy the wonder relaxation again. There are plenty of outcall massage services in hong kong; however, my wonderful therapist won’t be there to attend my needs. I know I will stick with my therapist for years as I long to feel her arms around me as they were last night.

My Terrific Massage Therapist in Hong Kong

I look out the airplane window to see the Pacific Ocean below, the lights and life of Hong Kong a fading memory. So much happened on this trip, business, pleasure; Lili.

She told me her name was Lili, and in the hour we spent together, that was the only word we exchanged. She whispered it to me as I opened my hotel room door, so light was her knock I barely knew she was there. But she was there, I sensed her. I opened the door and there she stood, wearing a hand-embroidered silk dress, petite and smiling. Oh her smile, those full lips, those yearning almond eyes, one eye hid behind the flow of her hair over face.

She smiled, said her name, and drew a finger up to her moist lips, silencing my words but not my beating heart. She placed one hand on my chest as she entered the room, moving me backwards as easily as the wind blows a feather. She stopped, and for the first time I noticed her petite body as she stood in front of me. Sensing where my gaze fell, she giggled and pulled on the waist string of her dress. Her robe fell down around her feet, and I fell with, falling back on the bed.

She stood there, smiling, letting me drink her in. Her hands were small yet perfect, her arms slim. I reached a hand out to greet her, and she leaned into it, allowing me a moment of closeness as I felt her firm, and smooth, flawless hands. As if to delay me the pleasure of relaxation, she leaned back again, just out of my reach.

Lili must have sensed my need, my yearning for her massage. She stepped forward, and with a flick of her head I knew she was asking me to turn over. Tingling with anticipation I quickly threw off my robe and lay on my stomach. I felt the bed shift on either side of me as Lili straddled my sore body. She slid her way up me, and I could feel the smooth warmth of her massage oil, exposed flower on my spirit. She settled in the small of my back. The first moment she lay her hands on me was electric. The blood rushed to my head at her touch.

She began; a soft, slow, smooth massage that was like no other. Her hands played up and down my spine, and as she leaned in to reach my upper back and shoulders, I could feel the tips of her hair tickling my back. The sensation was heavenly. She used warm oils in a process that slowly built. With each caress I could feel her drawing me into her. Without sound, through the tips of her fingers and the palms of her hands I could sense her communicating with me, and I with her. My body and senses were heightened like never before. I felt transported, away from the hotel room, away from Hong Kong, away to place where only she and I inhabited. A place I never wanted to leave.

With expert timing and touch Lili reached around and under my shoulder pad and took me in her hand. I wanted to roll over to face her, to gaze into those almond eyes as she massaged me to total relaxation, but she held me down firm with her arms. As she did so she pressed her Thai herb ball deeper into the small of my back. The herb ball was so moist, so warm. With massage oil dripping with fragrance and it pooled in the small of my back, trickling down the sides of my body. The warmth, the moisture, the grip on me became all too much, and I quickly reached my total relaxation. She continued to hold me in her soft hand, gently moving with the to and fro of my muscle release until it was complete.

I must have fallen asleep, and I don’t know how much time had passed before I awoke to find her gone. If it were not for her herbal massage ball that still lay at the foot of the bed I would have thought if she was a dream. But she is not, and here, on this plane, as I sit in the dark I, finger the silky softness of her dress, concealed in my carry-on luggage, and wonder if ever again I will see my terrific massage therapist next time around.