massage.

(that one time she got fucked in a bathhouse.)

Draya! My bestie boo. I love these little pen pal messages- makes me feel like back in the day when we didn’t have cell phones and shit. I hope you’re well, and that those people in Atlanta aren’t getting on your nerves too bad. Uhm, lemme see- what’s been going on with me? OH. GIRL. So there’s this one little spa place on 21st and Eden, you know, by the Church’s? Yea, that one. So let me tell you how I got fucked. Yasss, honey, fucked in the Asian bathhouse with other people watching! I know, right? Listen to this.

So I was bored at my desk at work one day, and decided to mess around on Groupon. I’ve wanted some time to practice self-care, and saw that Groupon had a sale on spas and wellness stuff, so I hopped on it. I found a spot and it was cheap, so I brought a ticket and went after work. So, you know, I’ve never been to one of these things before, and while I was on the train I looked them up. Most of the reviews were alright, but they all kept mentioning to book with this girl named Toya. So I’m like, ok she must be the shit, so I call and book with her.

I go in there not expecting too much, but girl, lemme tell you! It was beautiful. There was a koi pond right when you walk inside, with this fountain that had the most relaxing sound. The desk was to the left, and on the right were these lockers. The walls had some Asian art, and there was a long hallway down to a male and female sauna space. I checked in at the desk, and was given this prison-looking outfit. The lady said I had to be ass naked in the bathhouse area, and could wear this uniform in the cafe (yes, boo- there was a cute little cafe in there). I had to leave my shoes in a locker, so I walk barefoot down the hall. At this point, girl, I’m wondering what in the hell I got myself into, but I keep on going.

When I walked into that locker roommm, girl! Ass everywhere. I had to check myself to make sure I wasn’t drooling. Like forreal Draya, there were so many bodies in that bitch I had to hold my clothes over my pussy. Like no one was shy there- I’m out here fully clothed, but fat ladies, skinny ladies, chicks with long titties and little bug bites were just walking around, lips all out, bushes in full view. And the best thing was, girl it was mostly black girls there! So like, I’m wondering if this is just the secret les spot where shit goes down, or what. But then I see these cute little Asian ladies with black lace bra and panty sets on, handing out towels, but some were like real familiar with some of the chicks going to the baths.

Anyway, I realize that my massage was in like 5 min, and start to peel my clothes off. Now, you know me. I’m not shy with my body, but some of these girls had the perkiest of perky titties, asses that looked like they were born squatting, etc. I felt a little self conscious, but I went ahead and got naked anyway. I walk into the bath area, which was like this huge indoor pool with different sauna stations around it, set at different temperatures. The pool looked like an adult version of the splash pool at Six Flags, and I almost lost my mind for a second looking at titties just sparkling and shining under the water in that pool. Tits, Draya. I know you would have had a ball! I gotta take you here next time you’re in town.

I remembered the lady said you had to shower before the massage, so I head to some open ass shower stalls on the wall and take a quick one, in front of everyone. Right when I was scrubbing my cooch, my massage lady walked up to me and pointed over to her table. She was like, I swear she was looking right down at my lips as I finished washing! Girl, I was like…yo what is she thinking? I’m not about to get a happy ending! So I walk over to the table with her feeling kinda tense, like she’s about to try something with me. HONEY. Let me tell you. She oiled up her hands, and she couldn’t have been no more than 5 feet, 90lbs soaking wet, and when she placed her hands on my shoulders, girl, it was OVER, you hear me? I went into another dimension, galaxy, whatever! It felt like her hands were ordained by the gods. She kneaded, and massaged, and worked out kinks I didn’t even know I had, Draya. Then she like, patted my butt, and pointed over at her little shower stall. She grabbed this hard ass sea sponge-looking thing and lathered it up, and turned the shower on. So I didn’t see this part in on the Groupon description, but apparently they scrub you down when they give you a massage. So here this little lady is, and mind you she was fucking beautiful- big brown eyes, cute smile, some nice double-Ds, and the most adorable puss puss ever- anyway here she is, scrubbing every nook and cranny of my body. I swear, I was like putty in her hands. I was standing in the sun, drinking Lemonade with Bey, singing in the car with Michelle.

After that glorious (but rough as hell!) scrub down, I had to get back up on the table, and the massage lady poured this lavender oil all over me, slowly. I felt seduced, lost in a daze, girl. Her hands were all over me, massaging everywhere, leaning those plump tits right on my back. I know you don’t want to envision me getting down boo, but I have to tell you the play-by-play because this was ridiculous! Who does this?! So anyway, she’s massaging my tits, she’s feeling on my booty, she’s making my body melt right into that table, in a little stall that everyone could see into. I’m like, outta there, not even worried about who can see this massage that felt like God himself bestowed upon me through this woman. I felt myself want to moan, and I was so outta there, I didn’t notice that this beautiful little lady was slipping her petite fingers into my pussy! Like, what? She was fingering me and had me so buttered up, I didn’t even know until my cheeks were red. I’m trying not to moan, trying to like, get up the good sense to tell this stranger to stop massaging my peach, but it felt SO GOOD. I can’t even describe how it felt, OMG. I’m sure you know, anyway, the way Keona be digging in that ass. So I’m getting worked up, trying not to cum on this lady’s table, and then she moves her hand away like she didn’t just feel me trembling and finishes up her massage, rubbing my nectar all over my thighs. I was just. I cannot.

She finishes up, and has me stand up. She offered a towel…because I’m still dripping and confused at this point. The lady moves back and offers a handshake and a card like, “I’m Toya. You can book directly with me by calling that number. See you in a week?” GIRL. I’m standing here, wondering how and why, my body feeling like jelly, wanting to rip that little panty set off of her and give thanks for that massage. Instead I say something like, “Thanks, I sure will,” and walk back to my locker to figure out what the FUCK just happened. One of the ladies in the bathhouse was walking in too, this cute stud with tiny little tits, and held the door. She was like, “Toya got you too, huh? Yea, most of us got hooked on this spot after we got a Toya Massage, “ and started laughing! I was done. Why didn’t I get a warning, Draya?!

So anyway, this is a long ass letter at this point- girl, please just call me when you get this! We HAVE to take you here. Imma set you an appointment with Toya, HAHA!

❤ ❤ ❤,

Kimmy