Author Topic: Orange Spa, Swan Street, Manchester, MR - Yuthi  (Read 1043 times)

Offline Engl1shmuff1ns

Muffins... Get that copied and pasted into review form... It's too relevant to be just a post  :hi:

OK Cue. I thought adding to the original gave balance and was relevant because it was that report that persuaded me to go. Thanks for the guidance. EM

£80 for 60 minutes B2B + £40 for FS

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I'm going to put this down to "be careful what you wish for". I've ummed and ahhed about going to Orange Spa for a while and Rizzy's report persuaded me to give them a try.

So I climb the stairs, try the locked door handle and the receptionist answers and leads me to a room with mattress on the floor. She asks if I want an hour, I say yes. She asks if I want body to body, I say yes. She asks for £80, I pay. The décor's not bad and she tells me to wait. The receptionist is mid thirties, taller and thicker set than your average Asian and she's not going to win any personality awards. I'm hoping that the younger, prettier girl on her 'phone in reception is next through the door as I disrobe.

Five minutes later and a different girl comes in and introduces herself as Yuthi. Happy birthday to me, thinks I. She's dressed a typically Asian dress of black frills and lace, that finishes at the thigh. There are heels and nothing else and she's chewing gum. The bare legs are distracting and the gum is disconcerting. Chit-chat establishes that she's from just outside Beijing and she's either 25 or has been in the UK since she was 25. Her English, whilst better than my Cantones, isn't great

Giggles ensue and I lay down for the off.  A dry massage to start before she undresses and I can feel damp scratching pudenda under her skirts on the backs of my legs and buttocks. There are now candles and cake for birthday celebrations. Out comes the oil and unlike others , it's used sparingly. Reach unders and swipes light the candles and ready the festivities.

The clothes stay on for 40 minutes or so and she tears off paper towel to rub the oil off before administering a feather touch teasing along the spine and thighs and she kisses my neck. When I go to turn into the kiss, she tells me to remain face down but the dress, bra and panties get shucked. As far as I can tell, she's devoid of tattoos, piercings and scars. Possibly size 8 and 32C. The teasing touches continue and then she asks me to turn over.

From this point, it goes downhill, balloons are deflated and candles fizzle out. There are the usual moans and mutters and nipple play but every time any pre cum leaks, she whips out a wet wipe and asks if I'm finished. She gyrates a lot but stays out of reach most of the time. She asks if I want a blowjob and I decline, as I'm struggling to stay in the party spirit.

I guess that we're getting to the end of the hour and I don't think anything is going to happen but a my instruction, she takes a slower pace to hand relief and the candles are lit again. She asks if I "want sek". I'm not sure if this is included so start by saying yes to see what happens.

What happens is that she asks for £40 for this. And she wants the cash now so we stop and I cash up. Once in her mitts, she dons her dress again and excuses herself to grab a quick shower. The room is warm but a man of my age soon cools the ardour if neglected so on her return, I'm flagging.

This seems to surprise her and again she sets about re-lighting my fire. She's wriggling around on top of me and moaning and groaning but none of it feels less than even half fake. There's some kissing and there's the obsession many SPs have of tickling and kissing nipples that generally does nothing for me. She allows me to kiss and suckle hers and for some finger banging but she doesn't stay still long enough to spend any time on this.

Once I'm three quarter risen, she bags me up and crouches into doggy and we try the deed, without success. A few more positions and oiling and toiling and even the spirit isn't willing any more and the flesh is definitely weak. After a few garbled sentences it seems that she's telling me that I've only got five minutes left so if I want happy ending, it's now or never.

In a last attempt to make sure that Elvis hasn't left the building, we ditch the coat and she goes back to rub and tug. I try to get her to do so whilst sat CG or reverse CG but no dice. I lie back and let her pump the well dry. At which point, she jumps up wet wipes us both down and gets dressed. She's out of the room while I'm still getting my bearings. It's an hour since I knocked on the door but I've had closer to 45 minutes with her and no shower offered at the end.

I suspect that Rizzy and I are cut from different cloths in appearance and fitness so more likely that she is more receptive to his charms than mine. All in all, not the experience that I was hoping for. EM

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Offline rizzy00

Thats a shame dude, there was Yoyo and Yuthi there again on Thurs. I was apprehensive on seeing Yuthi again as I thought she may have been playing with me the first time round. But I had exactly the same experience as I did before and unfortunately unlike yours mine was positive.


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Offline Engl1shmuff1ns

Small but important correction. It was £70 for the B2B for an hour, not £80. EM