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Service and/or Provider's Name:
Yuyu at Sweet Time Omori
Date of Encounter:
October 2020
Contact Method:
Walk-in (http://heal-msg.com/staff.html)
Appointment Length & Costs:
80 mins / 15,000 yens
Type/Location:
Shop near JR Omori station
Language Notes:
Broken Japanglish
Details of the Encounter:
I had time out between business videoconferences and decided to venture into Omori late-night and play as a mystery shopper in this new store, previously visited by @MikeH.
Upon arrival, I took a photo of the street poster (see the photos attached), documenting the report and reminding myself of my young days when I was helping an ex-girlfriend in her work as a mystery shopper for a luxury brand in Europe. I rang the bell. The door was opened by a very good-looking and friendly Chinese girl, who invited to come in and sit down. On the floor, three pairs of men's shoes, each dirty and worn. For the notes: full and cheap place.
Since @MikeH opted for the 90 minutes / 11K yen option, I asked the receptionist about the 80 minutes / 15K option. This corresponds to the "healing" upgrade ... the girl gives the massage wearing a bra. So, I opted for this premium version and was escorted to a small cubicle with tatami. On the way, I could see everything was clean and the rest of the cubicles were full, but nobody spoke or made noise.
I was introduced to Yuyu-chan (ゆゆ), a petite girl in her late twenties with a disgusted face and wearing the bra that probably she had stolen from her grandmother. She gave me a small towel, a plastic bag for my valuable belongings, and left me alone to prepare the bath. On the wall, there was an old colorless pinup poster, with a lady showing a breast. One more photo for the report, and some hope that it could really be a sweet time today.
Yuyu-cham came to pick me up and take me to the bath table, without keeping eye contact at any time, making it clear that she was not there to make friends. The best thing about the bath table time is that the water was hot, otherwise, she limited herself to soaping me up like someone who bathes a cat. The supposedly erotic part corresponded to a light touch on my buttocks and nipples, without looking at me for a moment. She seemed to be watching her favorite tv show through the wall.
Yuyu-san took me by the hand to dry me outside the bathroom, and I realized that on top of some towels there were ... a pair of handcuffs! The real ones, not a toy. My goddess: a girl in bra with big tits, a poster with a pinup, handcuffs ... that was promising a lot!
Back in the cubicle, the back massage consisted of a pseudo-shiatsu stroking the cat again, without any pressure. Even though she seemed to know 60% of the key points. Then time to the oil massage, which she spread sparingly on my back with a spray! There was so little oil that she had difficulty sliding her hands, so she resorted to the cat-stroking technique she mastered ... even now with less pressure. In fact, thanks to the hot bath and the senseless caresses and the soft music of Kenny G. that was sounding in the speakers, I was almost falling asleep, if it weren't for that I suddenly felt that something rough was scratching down my back: it was her scrubbing my skin with her Grandma's bra. Her breasts were real European C size, no complaints, but the roughness of the bra and its null disposition to please eliminated any surge of libido. Luckily that did not last long, she got tired just in four movements.
She asked me to turn around, then got a little bit of oil on her hands, and began to fondly fondle my legs and chest, stopping at times at the crotch, while she continued to look at the wall. I ask her if she's going to take off her bra, and she says no, but I can touch her breasts on the outside. I can be quite patient, and knowing how far @MikeH had reached, I decided to check how much more I could get for these extra 4K Yens I paid.
I began by caressing gently her back, going up to her shoulder, and down slipping my fingers to touch her nipples inside the bra. Her skin and nipples began to react. He said the traditional fake "Ookii!!!" –even with my cock was just half erected, but it was a sign that the party was starting. Party? A party in a Neko Cafe! Because her movements in my down were just as languid as before. Then it was my time to cheer the party up.
Yuyu-chan was sitting in a lotus position next to me, leaning over me so she could reach my cock with her small arms, which gave me full access to her breasts. This time I began to caress the nape, temples, and neck. And that threw her off. She still didn't look at me, but his back had relaxed. My hands lowered in unison towards her breasts, taking them out from the bra. Her hands began to remember how she usually does it to her boyfriend, that is, giving pleasure to make my dick hard. I left one hand playing on her nipples, already well erect, and the other was in search of her pubis, caressing it outside her panties. No rejection from her. As her hand movements began to be faster and more synchronized, I started to enjoy it. I pushed her panties aside with my fingers, reaching for her clit to find traces of wetness below. I tried to insert my finger inside her pussy. But she said a surrounding “No!” and remained firm in her lotus position. I like to see how far the limits go, and there was the limit. Time to let her finish the hand job, while I continued with mine on her nipples and clit. She squirmed with pleasure but remained unshakable. I came on her arm, said the classic "Ohh!". She cleaned me up and said it was time to go to the shower… alone.
I took the shower and taking the opportunity that I had my smartphone in the plastic bag with me, I took a photo of the handcuffs since I thought that it would be hard to believe. Then she appeared, and without blinking began to wipe my feet. Another five minutes of cat massage this time on my head and said goodbye without a smile or a show of sympathy in 80 minutes.
At the entrance, there was another Chinese girl with tremendous tits and a wide smile (probably かおり), who greeted me saying that she expected to see me another day. When hell freezes over, I thought.
Final Thoughts:
Not Recommended.
Closing Comments:
A sweet and sour time like the Chinese sauce, but not tasty at all for that price.
>>> Ops! I can't upload the photos. I will try to upload them later in a comment.
Yuyu at Sweet Time Omori
Date of Encounter:
October 2020
Contact Method:
Walk-in (http://heal-msg.com/staff.html)
Appointment Length & Costs:
80 mins / 15,000 yens
Type/Location:
Shop near JR Omori station
Language Notes:
Broken Japanglish
Details of the Encounter:
I had time out between business videoconferences and decided to venture into Omori late-night and play as a mystery shopper in this new store, previously visited by @MikeH.
Upon arrival, I took a photo of the street poster (see the photos attached), documenting the report and reminding myself of my young days when I was helping an ex-girlfriend in her work as a mystery shopper for a luxury brand in Europe. I rang the bell. The door was opened by a very good-looking and friendly Chinese girl, who invited to come in and sit down. On the floor, three pairs of men's shoes, each dirty and worn. For the notes: full and cheap place.
Since @MikeH opted for the 90 minutes / 11K yen option, I asked the receptionist about the 80 minutes / 15K option. This corresponds to the "healing" upgrade ... the girl gives the massage wearing a bra. So, I opted for this premium version and was escorted to a small cubicle with tatami. On the way, I could see everything was clean and the rest of the cubicles were full, but nobody spoke or made noise.
I was introduced to Yuyu-chan (ゆゆ), a petite girl in her late twenties with a disgusted face and wearing the bra that probably she had stolen from her grandmother. She gave me a small towel, a plastic bag for my valuable belongings, and left me alone to prepare the bath. On the wall, there was an old colorless pinup poster, with a lady showing a breast. One more photo for the report, and some hope that it could really be a sweet time today.
Yuyu-cham came to pick me up and take me to the bath table, without keeping eye contact at any time, making it clear that she was not there to make friends. The best thing about the bath table time is that the water was hot, otherwise, she limited herself to soaping me up like someone who bathes a cat. The supposedly erotic part corresponded to a light touch on my buttocks and nipples, without looking at me for a moment. She seemed to be watching her favorite tv show through the wall.
Yuyu-san took me by the hand to dry me outside the bathroom, and I realized that on top of some towels there were ... a pair of handcuffs! The real ones, not a toy. My goddess: a girl in bra with big tits, a poster with a pinup, handcuffs ... that was promising a lot!
Back in the cubicle, the back massage consisted of a pseudo-shiatsu stroking the cat again, without any pressure. Even though she seemed to know 60% of the key points. Then time to the oil massage, which she spread sparingly on my back with a spray! There was so little oil that she had difficulty sliding her hands, so she resorted to the cat-stroking technique she mastered ... even now with less pressure. In fact, thanks to the hot bath and the senseless caresses and the soft music of Kenny G. that was sounding in the speakers, I was almost falling asleep, if it weren't for that I suddenly felt that something rough was scratching down my back: it was her scrubbing my skin with her Grandma's bra. Her breasts were real European C size, no complaints, but the roughness of the bra and its null disposition to please eliminated any surge of libido. Luckily that did not last long, she got tired just in four movements.
She asked me to turn around, then got a little bit of oil on her hands, and began to fondly fondle my legs and chest, stopping at times at the crotch, while she continued to look at the wall. I ask her if she's going to take off her bra, and she says no, but I can touch her breasts on the outside. I can be quite patient, and knowing how far @MikeH had reached, I decided to check how much more I could get for these extra 4K Yens I paid.
I began by caressing gently her back, going up to her shoulder, and down slipping my fingers to touch her nipples inside the bra. Her skin and nipples began to react. He said the traditional fake "Ookii!!!" –even with my cock was just half erected, but it was a sign that the party was starting. Party? A party in a Neko Cafe! Because her movements in my down were just as languid as before. Then it was my time to cheer the party up.
Yuyu-chan was sitting in a lotus position next to me, leaning over me so she could reach my cock with her small arms, which gave me full access to her breasts. This time I began to caress the nape, temples, and neck. And that threw her off. She still didn't look at me, but his back had relaxed. My hands lowered in unison towards her breasts, taking them out from the bra. Her hands began to remember how she usually does it to her boyfriend, that is, giving pleasure to make my dick hard. I left one hand playing on her nipples, already well erect, and the other was in search of her pubis, caressing it outside her panties. No rejection from her. As her hand movements began to be faster and more synchronized, I started to enjoy it. I pushed her panties aside with my fingers, reaching for her clit to find traces of wetness below. I tried to insert my finger inside her pussy. But she said a surrounding “No!” and remained firm in her lotus position. I like to see how far the limits go, and there was the limit. Time to let her finish the hand job, while I continued with mine on her nipples and clit. She squirmed with pleasure but remained unshakable. I came on her arm, said the classic "Ohh!". She cleaned me up and said it was time to go to the shower… alone.
I took the shower and taking the opportunity that I had my smartphone in the plastic bag with me, I took a photo of the handcuffs since I thought that it would be hard to believe. Then she appeared, and without blinking began to wipe my feet. Another five minutes of cat massage this time on my head and said goodbye without a smile or a show of sympathy in 80 minutes.
At the entrance, there was another Chinese girl with tremendous tits and a wide smile (probably かおり), who greeted me saying that she expected to see me another day. When hell freezes over, I thought.
Final Thoughts:
Not Recommended.
Closing Comments:
A sweet and sour time like the Chinese sauce, but not tasty at all for that price.
>>> Ops! I can't upload the photos. I will try to upload them later in a comment.
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