A lurker's graduation with 41 Epping

Hello All,

I'm a long time lurker in this forum and finally decided to post the past couple of experiences I've had in the past weeks where I've finally decided to dip my toes into this world.

Prior to me experiencing it for myself, I always thought it was strange that people would write reviews and tips/tricks for a better punt. Now I respect the saints who write and share experiences to help others.

Anyways, this all happened earlier this month. I'm working in sales and boyyy, business is booming this year which means a big fat bonus check. In my language/culture there's a saying - "When a man hath coin, he do flock as bees unto sweet blossoms"

I decided to try 41Massage on a Monday because I worked hard this year and said Fuck it, let's live a little.

I DID NOT anticipate the traffic opposite the station was as bad as Asia(probably not that bad, just all in my mind)... My heart, ass and balls dropped the closer I approach those stairs. What if he recognises me in that silver honda? Even worse, what if my buddies are INSIDE the shop and we bump into each other? Every step up the stairs feels heavy but I reach those doors. An unassuming gentlemen sat at the counter and said $70. Nothing more, nothing less and I was taken into a dim room with red lights and bang!, the door behind me shuts.

I needed to take a leak and went into the toliets and when it's time to wash my hands, the faucet was replaced by a showerhead which surprised me.

I sat at the couch staring at the massage bed. Plenty of thoughts in my mind... "Should I leave?... What if she's not good looking... what if she has extras downstairs? I should've called earlier and asked for who's available but instead, I've taken the leap of faith and rolled the dice on who I would forever remember to have taken my punting cherry. I guess as I write this, the NY Knicks might win the chip tomorrow, so you never know what will happen.

A soft knock and I had an internal sigh of relief. Tallish, long air with two big headlights. Her immediate question was... Why are you still dressed. I explained the situation and she laughed and said...we are in this together! and gave me a reassuring hug, pushing those D mammaries against my chest. She explained that it is a RnT shop to make sure I'm still game which I said yes.

The massage... was ok... what you'd expect from a Skinny girl. I'm used to 50 year olds throwing muay tai elbows on my back in legit shops so it didn't really work for me. About 25-30minutes in, I was ask to flip over and asked what extra service I want... She said it's $50 to milk the geese, $80 for b2b and $100 for...making a hole with her hands and then blowing into it.. can't ask for any clearer explanations . As it is my first time I innocently asked what does she recommend (cringe)... and of course she went for maximum damage. She may or may not have said there's option for desserts after but by then, there's too much dopamine in my head and I wasn't hearing clearly so don't quote me on that, incase people get disappointed.

I was very surprised?... she gave me a cat bath to get my engines started and went into it, giving me a taste all the options above... I guess if you opt for $100, you get a sampler of the others? Not sure if that's usually how it goes.

I can sort of tell there's a sense of urgency as the clock is ticking?... About halfway she noticed it's not really working (I was too nervous) and try to make butter the old fashioned way. I thought to myself... did I just pay for a handy when I could've done it at home? At least she hopped on the pushed her chest onto my face which eventually got me over the edge.

Cleaned me up real good and I hopped off to get dressed. I recall her saying something along the lines of "oh is that it"? I'm not sure what that means or if she even said that... or if that was said, what it meant...

I walked down the stairs and looked to my left. I made direct eye-contact with the waiter in the Korean BBQ restaurant and thought to myself, there's no way he will even remember me.

I was pleased with the first experience and I didn't want to post this in the review section as I don't have past experience to compare it against. But she took the time to talk, explain things to a newbie like me and didn't judge so I guess It was a good experience? Might've had laps ran around me but who cares...

I'm sorry if this was a long post and in the wrong section or if wrote details I shouldn't have. For the initiated, reading this might've wasted your time in what I would imagine to be equivalent of a 5 year old's first essay on who they want to be when they grow up. I hope it at least reminded you of your very first punt. For those starting out like me... the world is an interesting place.

I end up visiting other shops around the area the following weeks... might write a review if interested.

Thanks for reading

OP, nice AR, well done, entertaining read. And yes, it brought back my "first" in SYD:
https://www.aus99forum.com/showthrea...=1#post2624542

Welcome to the forum as a participant.

Thanks for sharing mate. Looking forward to hearing about your adventures in the future, cheers.

Thanks for sharing mate

Contributors are always welcome.

Fantastic first post OP.

Welcome to the club, you can check out anytime you like, but you can never leave.

Hahaha this shop’s entrance is a challenge. At peak evening hours everyone in the restaurant downstairs and anyone sitting in traffic can see you doing the walk of shame.

"I needed to take a leak and went into the toliets and when it's time to wash my hands, the faucet was replaced by a showerhead which surprised me."

It is meant for the girls. If you want to try it take off your pants and shoes unless you want to go home having to explain the wet pants and shoes to the wife.

Thanks for the encouraging replies... here's round two.

Date of Visit - Early June 2026.
Where : 34 Epping (Opposite Epping Station).

One week after the very first time, embolden by the experience, your boy set out to expand his horizons.

Now, any business books, internet gurus and get rich quick schemes will tell you, If you fail to plan, you're planning to fail. I discovered there's a mountain of resources online to help me decide my second punt.

The keen eyed individual may ask - why pick this place? There aren't many reviews on this forum or out there. You are setting yourself up for a bad ending!

Well... to that I say - just like the adolescent lion will only usually hunt in a small area or the young gazelle knows better to not graze over that unknown hill, there's safety in familarity in the sense I know where to go/run and hide if I somehow get into trouble. I used to frequent the library in my school days so I'm back in my new quest to acquire knowledge on this fine art of punting.

I sent text messages on whos available and waited...and waited...no reply. I soon realised that WeChat is the preferred carrier pigeon which creates a problem as I use it often in my professional world. But as a certain popular TV program host once famously said - Improvise, Adapt, Overcome. I registered for an account under a spare number/sim card.

Instant accept of friend request and asked I what's on the menu. Photos were sent with the standard blurred face or Winnie the Pooh blocking key features. One photo I realised is a popular gorgeous Chinese internet celebrity which shouldve been a red flag. But wouldn't it be nice?

Now in business marketing, the most overused phrase is - great quality and top service which are just empty words. Means nothing! So how should one decide on who gets recieve our hard earned cash? Is it the supposedly 20 year old? The one with a great figure and skills? Or the one that is the most open minded?

Then, two words appeared to describe one of the girls. Now a bit of context for those who practise and speak Chinese, and cantonese more specifically. Its "pink lin..., 可讓不可求". Loosely translation as - pink nipples, hold on tight and never let it go. I assume punters with without experience would probably concur that its a rare colour sighting for women from these part of town.

All my previous partners are asians and I have yet encountered the promised land. So the hammer is swung and I'm sold. After work and drove and parked near the bottle shop and I knocked on the supposedly back entrance with anticipation. An Indian fella openned the door? Talk about buzz kill and I said sorry wrong place. The back entrance is actually a block away and I manage to find it this time. No doors, just walk in and ring the bell.

Said I had a booking and paid $70 and was led into the room. With my first punt still fresh in my mind, I got ready and layed on the table. She walks in and I guess its around a 7-8 to the photos? At least 5-8 years older than said age, per wechat.

This time, for the part 1 massage, it was quite good! Very strong with elbows, not the ones where they pretend your back is a keyboard as I've read many say is the norm for these shops. Very Happy and looking forward to the incoming instruction to turn over. Again, I elected the option to be engulfed. -$100.

Now - a statemen)t on morality. If you ask 100 women if they would ever date a man shorter than herself, 99 would say no and will be willing to die on that hill. I'm not a short man but I find it unfair for a women to deny a king the chance to mount on something they can't control or are born with.

So, As I flip over, she is already undressed.
IT.IS.NOT.PINK!

OH NO. I have been hoodwinked, bamboozled, lead astrayed, run amok and flat out deceived! Every form of social contract, broken.

But is it wrong for me to get mad because the colour of her gadgets doesn't match up to advertised colour palettes? She's has no control over whats shes been given nor the shop's marketing.

I guess I'll just hope for the best for the next part and this girl was a UNIT! part 2 had around 15-20mins left and nearly the whole time was the CBJ mixed with some words of affirmation and ego brush. My stiffy is in a jiffy. Its probably the her choice of rubber being thick enough to be actually used to make umbrellas but I just cant do it.

She removed the raincoat and lifted herself up close to my thighs with her right knee slightly raised. From my angle laying down, I thought she was about to go the distance! Is she that impressed with my endurance that the gloves are off and she needs to throw everything at it?

As I internally struggled to decide whether to say safety first - oh you sweet summer child. It was just so she have better leverage for the handy.

I guess the thought of a surprise bbfs gave me enough juice to finish quick. She cleaned me up, I pay my tab and left the shop. I had equal parts emotion of disappointment, excitement and wonder baked into a bitter-sweet cake.

I told myself the next punt cant be another RnT experience...

Thanks for reading.