07-23-2024, 03:42 PM
In February, on my final day in Thailand, I sought a traditional oil massage without any extra services. I stumbled upon Iyara Massage, an unassuming spot located just before ViewTalay2. I was greeted by a slender woman in her early 30s who welcomed me with a warm and friendly demeanor. While her appearance was not striking, she was certainly pleasant and engaging.
The prices were typical for the area, ranging from 200 to 300 Baht, which seemed reasonable for the service offered. We shared a charming conversation where I clearly communicated my desire for a straightforward, relaxing massage. To my delight, the treatment rooms at Iyara were well-appointed, with solid walls and folding doors providing privacy— a significant improvement over the flimsy curtains found in some places like Soi Honey.
The massage began with a generous application of oil, and though I didn’t expect a deep-tissue experience, the technique was tender and soothing. The therapist’s movements were skillful, and she gently slid her hot pants over my thighs and buttocks. After about half an hour, it was time to turn over. She applied a copious amount of oil to my chest and stomach. I had attempted to modestly cover myself with a small towel, but it was futile.
As she continued, she rubbed her body against me, and at one point, she began to grind her hot pants against my thigh. The situation quickly escalated as she removed her few articles of clothing and started engaging with me more intimately. The session transitioned from a massage to a more personal interaction, with her riding me in a smooth, rhythmic motion.
The entire experience was surprisingly pleasant—there was no rush, no pressure to negotiate over payment, and no unnecessary chatter. The atmosphere was relaxed, and the quality of the service exceeded my expectations. Despite this being my last day, the experience was memorable and satisfying. I made sure to compensate her generously for the excellent service.
The prices were typical for the area, ranging from 200 to 300 Baht, which seemed reasonable for the service offered. We shared a charming conversation where I clearly communicated my desire for a straightforward, relaxing massage. To my delight, the treatment rooms at Iyara were well-appointed, with solid walls and folding doors providing privacy— a significant improvement over the flimsy curtains found in some places like Soi Honey.
The massage began with a generous application of oil, and though I didn’t expect a deep-tissue experience, the technique was tender and soothing. The therapist’s movements were skillful, and she gently slid her hot pants over my thighs and buttocks. After about half an hour, it was time to turn over. She applied a copious amount of oil to my chest and stomach. I had attempted to modestly cover myself with a small towel, but it was futile.
As she continued, she rubbed her body against me, and at one point, she began to grind her hot pants against my thigh. The situation quickly escalated as she removed her few articles of clothing and started engaging with me more intimately. The session transitioned from a massage to a more personal interaction, with her riding me in a smooth, rhythmic motion.
The entire experience was surprisingly pleasant—there was no rush, no pressure to negotiate over payment, and no unnecessary chatter. The atmosphere was relaxed, and the quality of the service exceeded my expectations. Despite this being my last day, the experience was memorable and satisfying. I made sure to compensate her generously for the excellent service.