Whenever I go to Hong Kong, I always try out the Ayurveda tantric massage in Hong Kong. This is the story about one such outcall massage session, which had a significant impact on my life. There I was sitting in my hotel suite, heartbroken, after my long-time girlfriend broke up with me. I felt like it was the end of the world. I didn’t feel like doing anything! Since I was in Hong Kong, one of my friends suggested me to take up a Hongkong massage session – which according to him would help in healing my soul and my body. After a lot of thought, I decided to order an outcall massage Hong Kong. One of their therapists – Lucy, came over to my hotel suite. She was an expert in body-to-body massage. At this point, I still was not interested in anything like this.

She came over to my room and asked me to take my clothes off and lie face down on my bed. She entered the room and slowly started talking to me. She quickly realized that I was broke and I was in no mood to have a massage. She played some soft music, lit some candles, and also sprayed some really seductive perfume. But she was very beautiful and attractive, and as soon as she started massaging me, I started to get mesmerized by her sheer presence! Touch, it seems, is imperative to our emotional and physical well-being. She added oil on her body and started rubbing herself on my back – all my worries just evaporated, and I was just thinking about Lucy. After a good half an hour of massaging my back, she asked me to turn over and then she started sliding and rubbing her entire body on my front. The feeling of her touch was just too much. The tantra massage was over after an hour and a half, but it left a lasting impression in my mind.

She also seemed to enjoy my company, and therefore we started meeting a lot – in fact every day! We went to movies, ate at some of the finest restaurant in Hong Kong, and did a lot of shopping and of course therapeutic tantra massage as well. I felt I was in love again, and pretty quickly – in just 7 days’ time, I proposed to her and she said “Yes”.  All my hurt feelings had been soothed by this new romantic interest, a young and beautiful woman was travelling with me – my massage therapist. I told my friends that she made me very happy, but deep inside I knew this relation would not last long and that both of our paths are different. I left Hong Kong after a couple of weeks and the both of us kissed, hugged and said good bye, never to meet again!

This was a short but sweet romantic massage relation that I had with Lucy, but it taught me an important lesson – i.e. never give up on your love-life, you will always fall in love if you keep trying!

It was the last day of the company retire to Hong Kong China. I had done almost everything that was in my itinerary and had saved the best for last or so I thought until I actually went ahead and did it. Get a therapeutic massage from a Hong Kong massage therapist.

I went ahead to this secluded place my friends back home bragged about. I opened the door to find this beautiful environment filled with soothing sounds and flagrances that put my mind at ease. From the moment I set foot inside I felt my tension realize and took in the aurar that was being dished out.

I exchanged a few words with the receptionist and was directed into room number three requested to disrobe, cover myself with a towel and wait for the masseur. I did as instructed and headed to room three. On opening the door I was hit by the sweet and centric smell of jojoba massage oil combined incense candles that reflected of the sky blue walls. The soothing relaxing sound of nature both aquatic life and birds put my mind at ease giving me the impression that this experience is as grand and as fun as my friends had told me. Boy was I wrong.

She walked in my so called masseur covered with a poor excuse of clothing as it was but a silky black net that was see through. I gazed at her as she walked across the room making the impression that the very air I breathe was paving way for her not wanting to soil her silky supple skin. A lady so beautiful I couldn’t help but stare. As she edged closer to me so did her beauty shine blinding me binding me to my seat. Her body moving with rhythm hips swaying from left to right. I could not hear a word she said as I was drowned by her beautiful hypotonic mysterious black eyes and her red tender soft lips. She took of her slicky black dress to expose her well curved body. As I lay on the table she oiled her hands and that first touch from her sent chills down my spine. Never had I ever felt such from a woman but then again I doubt she was a mere woman.

As she moved her soft tender hands on my body I could feel my self-release all build up tension and enjoy the massage as most had done before me.