So while I was on holiday in Turkey recently, I decided to take advantage of the lower prices offered at massage parlours. I became very curious indeed when I discovered a service on offer that was called 'nipple massage', and apparently lasted for 50 minutes. I decided to investigate and once I was in the room, I was completely seduced by the exotic aromas and serene atmosphere. I could not have expected quite what was in store.
There were two women and one guy who would all be attending to my nipples in some way. I quickly shed all material above the waist and left my pert 34C boobs and round pinky-red nipples exposed. I must say the anticipation was very exciting.
I was told to relax and empty my mind in a foreign accent. Before I could take my third deep breath, one of the ladies began rubbing oil on my entire breasts. Shortly, the boy (who looked a little young to be assisting, but that wasn't my main concern at the time) applied a thick cool fluid directly onto my areolae, avoiding the nipple itself. Then the second girl came and attached interesting-looking clips around my nipples, which pinched my flesh just the right amount so as not to hurt.
For around the next five minutes, female hands stroked all around the clips, back and forth, circular motions, right around. A new set of hands now began tugging on the clips rhythmically for about another five minutes, which was beginning to arouse me considerably. The clips had slid so that they were right around the nub of my nipple, so the hands gently pulled them up until they came off. Now another switch of hands brought a clear dab of cream that was placed on each nipple tip, after which there was quite rapid rubbing on my nubs in circular motion by the hands' index fingers. At this point my nips were acutely sensitive, so this treatment send pulsations to my crotch. The rubbing continued for 10 minuted or so, after which the now dried crÃ¨me was wiped from my nipples, and a much runnier liquid was applied. I was about to find out why this was a three person job.
At this point two hands began to rapidly flick my nipples back and forth in a motion that clearly required true talent. Those middle fingers were a blur on my nipples; they had to switch multiple times (seamlessly must I say) during a several minute period. And it was as though some superpower was flowing into me through my nipples, it was unbelievable.
And then for the finale-and what a finale it was. Starting with a four hand operation. They placed alternating hot and cold little caps onto my nipples, and the temperatures became evermore extreme until this part stopped. For the remaining time, my engorged, mildly throbbing nubs were rolled between soft expert fingers. During this time span of consistent firm nipple rolling, I felt myself climax twice, and think it's safe to conclude: best Â£50 ever spent. I was glowing for days! Definitely recommending some professional nipple action, come on ladies-your nips deserve it!!