King Thai Massage Therapy - Kings Cross Road
Morning after a recent business trip to London I though I'd get myself tugged off before the train home. Searched around Kings Cross and found a few options - cross checked this forum for legit vs +extras establishments and headed to King Thai Massage
External Link/Members OnlyIt was 11am, and before my train so thought this was a better option than trying to find an early incall or chance my luck in soho walk-ups.
It's on Kings Cross Road - so somewhat busy / hustle and bussle, with a barbers shop a few doors down with people sitting outside.
It's clearly a massage shop from the outside, but I genuinely don't care.
Walked in and offered 30mins for £35 by the cute receptionist - ushered up the stairs and into a room, carrying my little case with me. Standard set up - massage table in the middle of the room with paper already on it. Sink and toiletries in the corner. Chair for my clothes. Was told to undress and get on the table by the cute receptionist.
We all know what happens next - cute late 20s receptionist is replaced by her grandmother who is your massage specialist for the day. But..... and perhaps for the first time in the history of Thai massage shops........... the decent looking youngish receptionist returns and says she's doing me today. I guess she's late 20s, but maybe early 30s with the asian genetics. Fantastic slim figure, with an absolutely banging pair of breasts. Slightly wide / round face but pretty with it.
Asks if I want relaxed, medium or firm massage - I opt for relaxed, and I'm glad I did, because her idea of relaxed was my idea of painful at times!
She worked everything over well - great stretching and working out the knots - at times too much pressure on my ancient body, but not enough to make me stop. When she got to my head (ie standing at the top of the table) I gentle rubbed her thigh without issue, meaning I knew we were probably game on. However, at no point did she sneak in any CC swipes or head anywhere near underneath. I actually like the reach unders to get me going, but wasn't happening today.
She asks me to roll over, revealing my semi-hard cock and immediately asked me if I wanted it massaged. Absolutely yes please, and agreed £50 - no suggestion of B2B or oral at all. Bit more oil on my cock and she went to work - great varied technique, including rubbing my balls, and on occasion tweaking my nipples which I love. I couldn't resist and asked if I could touch her breasts which she was ok with. Initially over her clothes, then I reached under and gave those melons a good squeeze. No suggestion she was getting topless which was a disappointment, and I didn't feel the vibe to ask her to go topless for more cash. Can't tell you if they are real or fake under a thick bra, but massive nevertheless. The inevitable happens and I nut everywhere - she does an excellent job at cleaning me and my oldboy up, removing any hint of mess or oil.
I tip the £50, get dressed and head out back to Kings Cross for my train north. Happy times - good massage and a decent happy ending.