iLegend: ...continuation
I was on my own after a Star Cruise vacation to some beautiful Asian countries via sea. The kinda sea where you cannot see a single tree or an upland. The ship has 12 decks or more with some emergency helicopters at the top in case of sinking (God forbid). There were at least 20 cinema halls, jewelry markets, different night and strip clubs, swimming pool, gym centers, museum, gallery center, relaxation centers, fishing area, table tennis, volley ball, soccer, and everything imaginable (it was like a small country). One of my friends went to the strip club and fúcked for $100 dollars, then came back saying the girl made her cúm too quick. (I laughed, cuz I could relate with that). His girlfriend was on the ship with him, but he sneaked out and wasted the money. Too bad! Boys no dey hear word nowadays. If to say God put pepper for tóto men for become reverend brothers!
So, I got back from the trip; she called me (my ex), and was acting all left out as if I have cheated on her. It was just a 2-day trip. She asked me of the kinds of girls on the ship. I told her the only bad thing I did inside the ship was to go to a night club.
She said, "hórny I have booked a hotel room in Malaysia for the two of us." I never wanted to travel again, cuz Malaysia was the last country the ship landed during my trip. To make her happy, I agreed.
Long story short. We arrived Malaysia and boarded a taxi to convey us to the hotel. We got inside the hotel and changed.
She knows Malaysia very well. I wanted to fúck her before we go out, but changed my mind to go out first, then come back and fúck the shít outta her fat and sexy ass.
So, we went out holding hands like Hollywood stars. We saw a body massage parlor and she said, "hórny let's give it a try." I said, "okay, my angel." We went in and I saw these hot white and Asian dudes and some gorgeous Asian girls. Mehn! This girl want put me for trouble, abi? (My bae was the jealous type and she knows I can convince most girls within a minute if I want. It's all about composure, confidence and humor).
They asked if we want full body massage? and she replied with a "yes" — (no be me dey pay nah, so I just keep quiet). She wanted our massage rooms to face each others, cuz the way some girls were looking a me was uncomfortable to her. She felt threatened. (Fine girl they feel threatened by another fine girl — girls get wahala o!)
She jokingly said a man will massage me and a woman will massage her. I kept quiet, grabbed her and kissed her, then whispered, "it's impossible."
A gorgeous masseuse took me to the a small room with a massage bed already starring at me (all white evrythin'), and she asked me to pull my shirt. (I pulled and she saw my well toned chest and body — I workout, it's not my fault. No pain, no gain). I knew Asians and whites love a guy with 6 packs even if he doesn't have money. My girl was in the other room (probably looking to see what we were up to).
The young and naughty masseuse ordered me to lie on the bed and she brought out a bottle of massage oil and a towel. She climbed my back and the moment I felt her hands my díck said, "sir, someone is tempting me, should I explode?" In my head, I started imagining some fatal accidents I witnessed in Nigeria to subdue the urge. I wore a tight boxer that looked like a swimming pant. And the shape of my dìck was so visible. The girl accidentally touched it. I liked it, but I sarcastically warned her to be careful and she smiled and said she's a professional. (It means she fúcks too, but I didn't know what she meant at that time).
This girl knew all the right places to touch and massage. The sweetness was almost equal to sex. In fact, the massage was better than my sexual experiences when I was learning the trade. (See as my dick dey stand as I dey type this — I be real pervert o!). When she was massaging my back I felt relieved and I moaned. I couldn't help it. It felt SOOOO GOOOOD. I wondered why they didn't teach "Massaging Engineering" in schools. Mehn! I hate schools now.
She massaged everywhere from head to toe. She asked me to turn, so I turned and faced the ceiling. This time around, the bulge on my boxer was too obvious. Although, I wasn't hard, but hórny. I'm hórny now self. This hórniness go put me for trouble o! Hmm!
Now, I was facing the ceiling and she massaged my head (again), necks, chest for the first time, face, sides, fingers, palms, thighs (she accidentally touched my dick again), my toes and foot. MEHN! I was almost in Heaven. I never wanted it to end. I felt hórny and sleepy.
So, we...
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