Massage Parlor Reports

[Christophe1]

Now that's a fun read and will help me! Good job!!

Really.

I also like that spot as well. It sure beats haggling a negotiation with your pants down too. Just more quality for your time.

Sticker, keep it up (both ways).

[Tonto2038]

Greetings.

Although I'm semi-genuinely hurt that nobody came forward to suggest Jo Jie replacement trollops, I'm not one to wallow in self-pity. Au contraire, fellow adventurers, not only can I, and my buddy from southern regions, move forward independently, I can also share my discoveries in Technicolor.

Today, Saturday, was another window of opportunity for my sordid undertakings. My goal, as you may have read earlier, was to discover my OC Holy Grail: A young spinner with the mad skills of a seasoned MILF. I know they exist, as I have experienced them previously. But just not recently.

Armed with mubraps and packbage, I cross-referenced to the point I was blue in the balls. With a short list of three viable options, I braved the Seattle-like weather for OC's sin city, AKA Garden Grove. My first stop was my last stop: Golden Day Spa on Brookhurst. It was my first visit there, but I let the Korean mamasan think otherwise. And she was such a pleasant old gal, unlike some others I've encountered who are in dire need of a coffee enema.

Mamasan was happy to let me select my girl, and although there were only two on duty, I was grateful for her graciousness. Girl one was a woman, but not a girl, probably pushing 40. However, she was cute, personable and as she exited the doorway she exhibited a healthy apple bottom that caught the attention of me and my soldier down south. Girl two was probably early 30's, but she was rail thin. I like skinny girls with curves, T & A on a stick, but this one seemed to be all stick and no curves.

My MILF returned upon my request and introduced herself with a nice smooch followed by LFK, followed by DFK. An auspicious beginning to be sure. She breathed her name in my ear, perhaps Mina, but I think there was an extra syllable I missed.

Although the nice, clean room seem fully outfitted for a legit message, complete with ceiling bars to enable back walking, there was no pretense of massage on this encounter, nor did I request one. Nope, we were all over one another like a couple of lovers on a prison furlough. As I pulled her purple spandex tube dress up and off her eager bod, she dutifully dropped to her knees and finessed her tongue and lips in ways that required as much self-restraint as I could muster to avoid ending the festivities too soon. The BJ wasn't quite BBBJ, but with her tongue-pong on my balls and shaft sliding with those painted lips, it was nearly there. Once she reached the mushroom cap, that pink condom magically appeared from her inner cheek and she rolled it down on Sticker with unparalleled prowess.

This was getting too cool for school, so I pulled her up to her feet, engaged in some more tongue twisters, and then instructed her to lie down so that I could enjoy my just desserts. But instead of complying, she got up on the massage table, in perpendicular doggie-style, so that her Asian-defying round booty was winking at me.

Well, my friends, I'm not one to ignore prime-behind opportunities, so I buried my mug in her assmazing display. Her copper penny was hardly noticeable, more like an afterthought, which made for an even more intriguing bottom line. Just a friendly little fissure that demanded a good tongue lashing. And it just got better from there, FIV while DATO, and then flipping her over for the main dining experience.

Despite the fact that she is not a Millennial, she shaved her nani like one, and it is spectacular. I'm not a big fan of heavily laden meat curtains, so when I come across a camel toe as symmetrically restrained as hers, I could dine all day. And, given that she was hanging on to my ears for dear life as I consumed her, I think she would have liked that, too. Might I add that her hygiene was exemplary. Truly a taste sensation.

But time was running out, and there was work to be done. So it was DS for starters, then mish with her legs over my shoulders, then soft, romantic traditional mish with DFK, and then a P.S.E pullout, ditch the jimmy and decorate the titties. After toweling herself off, she cleaned me thoroughly, brought me mouthwash and water, dressed me, and kissed me like I was going off to war.

As I was leaving, my little love bird asked if I wanted a membership card. All she needed was my name and the last four digits of my phone number, which I happily gave her (although somehow I transposed them in the process). In doing so, after two visits, I get to skip the house fee on the third one. I'm impressed, and I'm also impressed that she didn't ask for the gift up front and was beaming with the Franklin she found on the nightstand.

I'm normally one of those guys who pushes the freeway speed limit with a constant eye on my rearview mirror, but upon driving home from Garden of Eden Grove, I had to hit the slow lane since I was so damned relaxed.

My goal this morning was to find an amazing young spinner. Guess what? I'm glad I didn't.

Now that's a fun read and will help me! Good job!!

[FunTrust]

Anyone know if Bio Spa in LF is strictly legit or worth trying? I usually prefer to stick to the AAMPs in Irvine, but I am going to be keeping close to South County this weekend and thought I try something a little more local.

Thanks.

Yes, little MILF spinner, good massage good time, nice girl. Very clean place, nice shower if you need it.

[LaidBack59]

Anyone know if Bio Spa in LF is strictly legit or worth trying? I usually prefer to stick to the AAMPs in Irvine, but I am going to be keeping close to South County this weekend and thought I try something a little more local.

Thanks.

This place is run by Kay / Kate who has been around the OC AMP scene for a very long time. It is very nice inside, and there are usually two girls. She is a very nice lady, gives a great massage and you will be very happy when you leave. It's definitely worth a visit. If you're looking for a young spinner to jump on, this isn't your place.

[Bronsonator]

Ahhhh, Stickler, a Fabler at heart. Well shared story, Mon. Ami.

[Sticker]

Greetings.

Although I'm semi-genuinely hurt that nobody came forward to suggest Jo Jie replacement trollops, I'm not one to wallow in self-pity. Au contraire, fellow adventurers, not only can I, and my buddy from southern regions, move forward independently, I can also share my discoveries in Technicolor.

Today, Saturday, was another window of opportunity for my sordid undertakings. My goal, as you may have read earlier, was to discover my OC Holy Grail: A young spinner with the mad skills of a seasoned MILF. I know they exist, as I have experienced them previously. But just not recently.

Armed with mubraps and packbage, I cross-referenced to the point I was blue in the balls. With a short list of three viable options, I braved the Seattle-like weather for OC's sin city, AKA Garden Grove. My first stop was my last stop: Golden Day Spa on Brookhurst. It was my first visit there, but I let the Korean mamasan think otherwise. And she was such a pleasant old gal, unlike some others I've encountered who are in dire need of a coffee enema.

Mamasan was happy to let me select my girl, and although there were only two on duty, I was grateful for her graciousness. Girl one was a woman, but not a girl, probably pushing 40. However, she was cute, personable and as she exited the doorway she exhibited a healthy apple bottom that caught the attention of me and my soldier down south. Girl two was probably early 30's, but she was rail thin. I like skinny girls with curves, T & A on a stick, but this one seemed to be all stick and no curves.

My MILF returned upon my request and introduced herself with a nice smooch followed by LFK, followed by DFK. An auspicious beginning to be sure. She breathed her name in my ear, perhaps Mina, but I think there was an extra syllable I missed.

Although the nice, clean room seem fully outfitted for a legit message, complete with ceiling bars to enable back walking, there was no pretense of massage on this encounter, nor did I request one. Nope, we were all over one another like a couple of lovers on a prison furlough. As I pulled her purple spandex tube dress up and off her eager bod, she dutifully dropped to her knees and finessed her tongue and lips in ways that required as much self-restraint as I could muster to avoid ending the festivities too soon. The BJ wasn't quite BBBJ, but with her tongue-pong on my balls and shaft sliding with those painted lips, it was nearly there. Once she reached the mushroom cap, that pink condom magically appeared from her inner cheek and she rolled it down on Sticker with unparalleled prowess.

This was getting too cool for school, so I pulled her up to her feet, engaged in some more tongue twisters, and then instructed her to lie down so that I could enjoy my just desserts. But instead of complying, she got up on the massage table, in perpendicular doggie-style, so that her Asian-defying round booty was winking at me.

Well, my friends, I'm not one to ignore prime-behind opportunities, so I buried my mug in her assmazing display. Her copper penny was hardly noticeable, more like an afterthought, which made for an even more intriguing bottom line. Just a friendly little fissure that demanded a good tongue lashing. And it just got better from there, FIV while DATO, and then flipping her over for the main dining experience.

Despite the fact that she is not a Millennial, she shaved her nani like one, and it is spectacular. I'm not a big fan of heavily laden meat curtains, so when I come across a camel toe as symmetrically restrained as hers, I could dine all day. And, given that she was hanging on to my ears for dear life as I consumed her, I think she would have liked that, too. Might I add that her hygiene was exemplary. Truly a taste sensation.

But time was running out, and there was work to be done. So it was DS for starters, then mish with her legs over my shoulders, then soft, romantic traditional mish with DFK, and then a P.S.E pullout, ditch the jimmy and decorate the titties. After toweling herself off, she cleaned me thoroughly, brought me mouthwash and water, dressed me, and kissed me like I was going off to war.

As I was leaving, my little love bird asked if I wanted a membership card. All she needed was my name and the last four digits of my phone number, which I happily gave her (although somehow I transposed them in the process). In doing so, after two visits, I get to skip the house fee on the third one. I'm impressed, and I'm also impressed that she didn't ask for the gift up front and was beaming with the Franklin she found on the nightstand.

I'm normally one of those guys who pushes the freeway speed limit with a constant eye on my rearview mirror, but upon driving home from Garden of Eden Grove, I had to hit the slow lane since I was so damned relaxed.

My goal this morning was to find an amazing young spinner. Guess what? I'm glad I didn't.

[Fistfirst]

Going back to the original post, it looks like he did see a Maneki-neko. But according to the Wiki on Hello Kitty, it is a spin on Maneki-neko. Both also have a strange resemblance to the Buddha.- ha!

In any event, I like my fantasy that these women aren't too far removed from the innocent times when they loved and collected cuddly little things. And my fantasy does bring them money and with it luck.

LOL dude has nothing to do with Hello Kitty! Man I almost busted up laughing at your comment.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maneki-neko

Anyhow...it's more for luck and making money...just symbolic.

[Joelaro]

A few months ago I would drive by and see a neon "open" sign in an abandoned medical building on Orange Ave just west of West Anaheim Medical Center (which by the way is a fucking piece of shit hospital where they steal $ from your grand-pa's wallet as he's having a heart attack). Anyways, let's just leave it at that.

This place is across the street from Twila Reid Park. It has been dark for a couple months, and recently I saw the light on. I did a search online and saw they were posting ads for "Peaceful Massage". Since its close by I decided to check it out. Its a very quiet area, and the walk of shame is not so bad because this parlour apparently is the only business in this building that is still open. (so much for Obunga-Bunga's economic recovery).

There were 2 girls in there, 1 was a petite spinner type and the other was a 28-32 yr old wearing a tight dress. I got the petite girl; she wore jean shorts with a red thong underneath and a white tank top & matching brassiere. I got the half hour for .35 and just let her do her routine. She did put in a little effort demonstrating the techniques she learned at Bryman school of massage, or Phoenix University or whatever, concentrating on my shoulder and neck. I asked her to go lower and do the glutes. She brushed up against my nut sack from behind, and then started touching my prostate as I caressed her ass. I requested boob access and she pulled her bra up as I unbuttoned her shorts. I felt a closely trimmed Bush and touched the outside of her moist little clit as I squirted. Overall a decent experience for .35 + .45 . I am sure if I choose to visit again more could be had.

I am an admitted lurker but been in the game since the 1960's. This is the worst place I have ever visited. Anticipating a fun time based on the above post, I plunked down $60 for an hour. Although my provider was pretty sexy and was wearing a very short, flimsy dress that barely covered her very pliable ass, her massage seemed more like my grandmother squeezing cantaloupes at the market. She rolled me over after about 10 minutes and started high-stakes negotiations that started north of 120. Since I only wanted a little manual pleasure, I countered with 40. She spent more time working her way down a dime at a time than she did on the preliminary massage. She very reluctantly accepted my firm offer but made me retrieve the stash from the clothes rack before she would proceed. I got what I paid for. Worst ever. With 45 minutes left to go on my hour, she swiped her hands over various parts of my body and did a lot of leg slapping that doesn't quite count as a massage. After about 40 minutes total time in the room, she wandered off to find a hot washcloth, wiped me off and left for good. I won't be back.

[SirMister]

That would be "Hello Kitty". A Japanese created brand character (think Mickey Mouse) originally targeted at pre-adolescent girls, but now with much bigger appeal. In other words, any youngish Asian woman will have it in her background. Said to bring good luck. See the Wiki on it.

To contribute more than commentary, let me mention that BC in LF has lately provided quality almost therapeutic level massage which finishes off with the kind of soft, coaxing therapy I need regularly.

LOL dude has nothing to do with Hello Kitty! Man I almost busted up laughing at your comment.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maneki-neko

Anyhow...it's more for luck and making money...just symbolic.

[Bronsonator]

Anyone know if Bio Spa in LF is strictly legit or worth trying? I usually prefer to stick to the AAMPs in Irvine, but I am going to be keeping close to South County this weekend and thought I try something a little more local.

Thanks.

[SCJohn]

That would be "Hello Kitty". A Japanese created brand character (think Mickey Mouse) originally targeted at pre-adolescent girls, but now with much bigger appeal. In other words, any youngish Asian woman will have it in her background. Said to bring good luck. See the Wiki on it.

More than likely you are talking about the Fortune Cat known as Maneki Neko. It's Japanese, which means "beckoning cat." The cat has its paw raised as if it's waving in good fortune for its owners. While being Japanese, it is also known as the "Chinese lucky cat", as it is also often displayed in Chinese businesses.

[Fistfirst]

*question to all mongers: when you walk into a lobby of a massage parlor and see a golden kitty cat with the waving arm on the counter, does that mean it is a Korean or Chinese place? Or is it just a luck thing?

That would be "Hello Kitty". A Japanese created brand character (think Mickey Mouse) originally targeted at pre-adolescent girls, but now with much bigger appeal. In other words, any youngish Asian woman will have it in her background. Said to bring good luck. See the Wiki on it.

To contribute more than commentary, let me mention that BC in LF has lately provided quality almost therapeutic level massage which finishes off with the kind of soft, coaxing therapy I need regularly.

[Sticker]

Greetings adventurers,

I have to strategically choose my mongering liaisons, since I'm, er, S.O. Encumbered. I don't need a true GFE. I've got that. But for some strange reason, my brain still insists I'm a troublemaking 25-year-old, even though that was a long time ago. Yeah, I stay in good shape and can go the distance – more than once.- but although I cohabit with someone on the younger side, she ain't a 22-year-old aerobics instructor.

Cutting to the chase, I prefer youth over experience. I can have great sex anytime, but finding a tasty ass that I can bounce a quarter off of is where my adventures begins. I love inhaling young flesh. Fresh young flesh. And it's awesome, but not required, if she is enchanted by older men.

Essentially, once or twice every couple of months is when my window of opportunity opens. Last week, was my air-down-there semi-misadventure, as I previously mentioned in a post. This week, I'm hoping for something fresher. I'm not looking for your secret stash, I understand that as a recent contributor to this forum, I'm not yet PM worthy. But if you have a favorite known spot that houses 20-somethings who aren't too jaded, please share. Bedazzled doesn't count. Been there, done that 3 x, and it's too fast food for me. Got to be DATY friendly, and in my perfect world, they would do it Honolulu style: LFK or DFK, BBBJ. Throw in a table shower and they're golden.

What, say ye, do I have to offer in return?

Other than eternal gratitude, I can say run, don't walk, to Empire Relaxation in Honolulu on your next vacay and ask for Selena or Yuko. It's a relatively new place that's off the charts. In SoCal, you might try Hana Spa in San Diego. Not sure if Bobbi is still there, but she most certainly covers my above-mentioned criteria. And totally locally, hit up Holiday on Brookhurst for consistently high-end Latina. Ends. Or see&see on Katella for a great mamasan and a choice of pleasurable Korean and Latina snacking.

This Saturday is my next window of opportunity. I'll report the good, bad or the ugly. But perhaps with a few good tips, my upcoming story will have a more than happy ending.

- Sticker.

[The Prodigy]

I visited one of my new favorite spots that is always good for a real massage and more. I went to sunflower massage in h.be. On bolsa and springdale. Its a cool little Chinese or Korean spot with older ok looking providers. I got a new gal this time named elina. About late 40's with a small frame and size C's with a cute face. Write away this nice lady is very touchy feely and hugging me all the way to the room, I love that. So she starts with a very good shiatsu massage with no towel on me and no oil, and then does a more deep focused massage on my neck and shoulders. She never talks or asks questions yet she is treating me like a regular. Then she starts a tickle caress thing Ang gives me the softest nut sack tickle that I can barely feel it, it was so relaxing that I didn't even get an erection. Then on the flip she is very slowly rubbing my stuff and not rushing anything and then she starts to lightly kiss me on the mouth which was nice and not sloppy. I got a very good HJ and then she cleaned me and continued with a great face and scalp massage. Over all it was just what I wanted and I recommend if you just want a relaxing massage with a h.e. $60 hr / $40 tip. Loved it and never talked money. She is there Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday.

*question to all mongers: when you walk into a lobby of a massage parlor and see a golden kitty cat with the waving arm on the counter, does that mean it is a Korean or Chinese place? Or is it just a luck thing? I don't know.

Thanks in advance if answered.

[SlappySalami]

From what I understand, the lease ran out and the ownership didn't offer a renewal. Hopefully they will find a new spot. That chick "Paris" had the hottest ass I've ever seen in any place like that.