Aussieguyinsf
30-08-2026, 06:23 PM
OK, new girl Megan and new premises at 405 Parammatta Road, Leichhardt for Dragon Tendon Massage - Leichhardt. I park in the back of the shop on Renwick Lane (super convenient in a busy area), then ring the bell and cruise through to reception.
The girl at reception is super hot. I didn’t catch her name, but I don’t think she does massage. If this ever changes, I will be first in line. Anyway, the new digs are several steps above the old premises. Everything is clean and shiny new. The bathroom and shower are so much nicer than the old shop. And the rooms are spacious and more soundproof. I mean, I did later hear the buzzing of a vibrator from the next room, but I did not hear the bloke moan, which is an improvement.
I strip off my gear and lie down on the massage table. With new girls I don’t like to look until we’re well into play. I don’t know why. Perhaps to evaluate the massage on its own terms. Anyway, Megan arrives, and she is chatty, in a genuine, friendly kind of way. I learn this is her first massage job and she has a couple of other civilian jobs to pay the bills. This is what I like about the shop - low volume providers. They tend to get girls who only work a day or two per week and have never done full service. There’s something about the psychology of seeing girls that haven’t seen thousands of cocks that I approve of.
Massage is good but nowhere near firm enough for me. I have very high expectations here, and Megan simply does not have the experience I require. But she is a good conversationalist, and I’m more than happy getting a rub and going with the flow.
Some time later she takes her gear off and begins a body slide. I have to lift my face up to get a gander, and I’m not disappointed. Megan is a girl-next-door Chinese, early 30s. It amazes me that even average Chinese chicks have banging bodies and Megan is no exception. She is generous with me running my hands all over, but mostly I just lay down and receive.
Next she straps on the gloves and sticks her fingers up my butt. OK, all good. I haven’t done prostate for a while. Good to know, but I cut today’s session short. She then offers a vibrator. No, thanks. Let’s move on.
More carressing and feeling each others bodies then she moves on to my cock. Gently stroking it, putting lube on it then moving my legs in a position where i can grab her boobs as she is jerking me off. I test the sound proof capabilities of the room with my moans - ohhhhhh, ahhhhh, then let off a vat of warm cum that hits the newly painted wall ready for the next punter to hang their jacket on. Megan is impressed by my load.
Clean up and then more head massage and other soothing rubbing ensues before time is up.
The only hiccup is on the way out. A car has parked my bike in. So some poor punter has to put on his dacks mid session and move a vehicle for me to ride out. Everyone is super chill about the situation and I vow to park on the street next time to save the hassle.
The new premises are so much better. Megan is new but the old faithful stable of girls is still there, as is Tiffany. One of Sydney’s gems for sure.
The girl at reception is super hot. I didn’t catch her name, but I don’t think she does massage. If this ever changes, I will be first in line. Anyway, the new digs are several steps above the old premises. Everything is clean and shiny new. The bathroom and shower are so much nicer than the old shop. And the rooms are spacious and more soundproof. I mean, I did later hear the buzzing of a vibrator from the next room, but I did not hear the bloke moan, which is an improvement.
I strip off my gear and lie down on the massage table. With new girls I don’t like to look until we’re well into play. I don’t know why. Perhaps to evaluate the massage on its own terms. Anyway, Megan arrives, and she is chatty, in a genuine, friendly kind of way. I learn this is her first massage job and she has a couple of other civilian jobs to pay the bills. This is what I like about the shop - low volume providers. They tend to get girls who only work a day or two per week and have never done full service. There’s something about the psychology of seeing girls that haven’t seen thousands of cocks that I approve of.
Massage is good but nowhere near firm enough for me. I have very high expectations here, and Megan simply does not have the experience I require. But she is a good conversationalist, and I’m more than happy getting a rub and going with the flow.
Some time later she takes her gear off and begins a body slide. I have to lift my face up to get a gander, and I’m not disappointed. Megan is a girl-next-door Chinese, early 30s. It amazes me that even average Chinese chicks have banging bodies and Megan is no exception. She is generous with me running my hands all over, but mostly I just lay down and receive.
Next she straps on the gloves and sticks her fingers up my butt. OK, all good. I haven’t done prostate for a while. Good to know, but I cut today’s session short. She then offers a vibrator. No, thanks. Let’s move on.
More carressing and feeling each others bodies then she moves on to my cock. Gently stroking it, putting lube on it then moving my legs in a position where i can grab her boobs as she is jerking me off. I test the sound proof capabilities of the room with my moans - ohhhhhh, ahhhhh, then let off a vat of warm cum that hits the newly painted wall ready for the next punter to hang their jacket on. Megan is impressed by my load.
Clean up and then more head massage and other soothing rubbing ensues before time is up.
The only hiccup is on the way out. A car has parked my bike in. So some poor punter has to put on his dacks mid session and move a vehicle for me to ride out. Everyone is super chill about the situation and I vow to park on the street next time to save the hassle.
The new premises are so much better. Megan is new but the old faithful stable of girls is still there, as is Tiffany. One of Sydney’s gems for sure.