External Link/Members OnlyI’d had a long day so, while having a couple of pints and searching my phone, thought I’d give this place a shot. It would be my first time there but I recalled previous positive reviews on this site.
The visit would have taken place on a cold Monday during the first week of February and at around 7pm.
VenueThe Spa has obviously been recently redecorated and (to my humble tastes) was quite snazzy (you can see extensive photos on the website). However please note it is not at all discreet as the front door opens straight onto a fairly busy main road where locals are regularly walking by and other businesses operate on both sides (one of whom was unloading a delivery from a van when I chose my time to lurch forth).
I did text well before asking if could book a session but didn’t get a reply for half an hour so I just took the plunge and stepped in off the street. Ironically I got a message back saying ’Yes, come’ when I was about a minute away. Once inside (no locked door thankfully) the young Eastern European lady on reception asked me what I would like and when I replied a massage she called out and another 2 young women emerged. Gotta say all 3 looked great and I wouldn’t have turned down a meeting with any of them but eventually I was introduced to Ella.
I was asked if I had been before and replied (smiling politely) not this Spa but I had been to others so knew what to expect. Oddly I was then asked to fill in a card with my personal details; this actually flustered me just a little and struggled in writing down a load of BS. This was compounded when I was then asked to ring and book an appointment (despite being sat in the reception area) and realised I’d just listed my mobile number a vague jumble of numbers so another number completely popped up when I called from my punting mobile as requested.
Not too much was made of all the above thankfully as I’m sure all 3 girls knew what I was there for.
The girlElla was slim but with seemingly a good figure under her black, silky slacks and t-shirt. Somewhat sharp but very pretty features with hair tied back in a long ponytail. Early 20s maybe? EE with accent but faultless English.
I followed Ella upstairs and into the warm, spotlessly clean and really well decked out massage room. She asked what type of massage I would like and I suggested Swedish for a half hour and Ella asked for £50. Regular readers of my reviews will know I’m not a fan of haggling and will no doubt groan to hear I simply agreed and handed the cash across however I was reassured when the young woman told me politely to “take off all your clothes”. I was offered a shower which thank the Lord given what followed I accepted
(good, clean bath room and shower).
The massageAsked to lie on my front which I did butt naked. Ella used oiled on my back and legs and almost immediately started to stroke my buttocks and run her fingers around my arsehole. Cool! I made a point of groaning a little and replying it felt good when Ella enquired. I like a bit of prostate massage but I’m aware it’s not everyone cuppa so beware fellow punters as Ella seemed really into it and within minutes seemed to have a full finger inside me. This went on for some time to the point where I was actually on all fours in response at which point Ella reached through and started to gently stroke my already erect dick.
Once I had turned over Ella slow ran her hands all over my body but concentrated on a slow wank with one hand but with her finder still inserted inside me. I gasped if there were any (other) extras available but the young lady smiled and said “No, this is just a massage”. She however didn’t complain when I ran my hand across her (unfortunately still clothed) buttocks and gave them a good squeeze. A few minutes later I thought I’d try my luck again and told Ella I’d pay good money to see her naked but she just smiled and continued rubbing her hand softly up and down my shaft and glans
Not long after I spunked like a champion and Ella help me to clean myself off. Another shower was offered and gratefully received (As I walked to the bathroom the other masseuse, a shapely blonde girl, was tidying one of the other rooms and said hello to me through the open door, not batting an eyelid at the bulge still pushing out the front of the loosely wrapped towel).
As I went back downstairs Ella was nowhere to be seen but I asked the receptionist to say goodbye and she said she would. Straight back out onto the busy street (hat pulled down, head bowed) and scuttering away I went. I think I’d been in the Spa for 40 minutes.
Return?Would I go back? Fuck yes, 1) because it was a great experience and 2) I desperately hope that if I get my face known more might be on offer. Y'know, if you don’t (repeatedly) ask…
