I arrive in the afternoon on a spring day in Copenhagen. I am traveling with my girlfriend and on the way to the hotel we stop to have lunch and beers. It turns into a two hours lunch with three beers each. We then check into the the hotel and take a nap. I wake up and I have a lot of energy, both physically and sexually. I try to wake her. Nothing. She doesn’t even move. I say, not really thinking she will hear, “I am going for a run.” I check online maps, and search for massage. Three or four places show to be with in a mile, so I decided to run between them, and check them out. A lot of time the map app will list something that is a beauty salon that does head massage. Sometimes the places are closed. My theory is that if one massage place existed, probably there are others that have opened but haven’t gotten a place on the Internet. I have also found that massage parlors are generally located in a part of town that is more interesting than the upscale shopping districts. I also discovered that they are also not located in a really dangerous part of town, thus providing a bit of a safety net when looking for adventure. The first place on my run that I came to was a massage place that was located in a basement, down a couple of stairs from the sidewalk. I rang the doorbell. An Asian woman answers the door. She says, we are busy all day. All appointments are filled.” I say, “ok”. I realized I probably didn’t have enough local cash in any case. There is a cash machine right next door to the massage parlor. As I have been in Denmark less than six hours I really don’t have a sense of the currency conversion rate. I with draw some large amount of Danish kroner. After I get the money, I realize I that probably didn’t take enough out to get a full service massage. I cross the street and go through a building courtyard that leads to a nice walkway along some water. It looks like a lake, or a canal. It is really beautiful. I see on the map there a couple of other places listed that provide massages. The next place is several blocks away so I am jogging. I get near to where it should be and I don’t see anything at all indicating a massage place. I give up and continue with my run. I look down the side streets looking for something that could be a massage parlor. One street had a lot of small shops so I turn down it. About halfway along I see an old sign in a window of a basement apartment that says massage. There is a door and on it it has a picture of someone having a massage. Bingo. I found something not listed on maps. I ring the door. An elderly Asian man opens the door. I just about turn away and then I say, ” Massage?”. He motions me to follow. He says something and two women come out of a room at the end of the hallway. The guy sits down on a bench and continues to read a newspaper. The women come and lead me to a room that looks like a living room with a massage table in the middle of the room. I can smell some food cooking. I ask, ” Can I get a massage?” Of the two Asian women one seems to understand English better. She also seems to be a bit older. Younger than me, but older than the other woman. She says, “Do you want full body with skin to skin with oil? ” I ask her, how much is that? She tells me a price which is twice what I have. I say, I don’t have that much. I have this amount. She says, ” that is enough for a regular massage. I give her the money. She says to take my clothes off and lay on the table. The two women go to the other room. I take off my clothes and leave them on a couch. I climbed on the table. The younger one comes back. She starts with rubbing my back and works her way down to my feet. She spends about ten minutes giving me an excellent calves and feet massage. She then massages my back with long deep strokes. With each stroke she moves my body up and down. She then takes off the towel which was just barely covering my butt. She takes her oil covered finger and sticks into my butt hole. It was quite a shocker as there was no foreplay prior to her finger insertion. My reaction was to move down and up at the same time, if such a movement is possible. It is really part of my butt goes down and my chest moves up. She pulls her finger out. Her hand reaches down between my legs and grabs my balls. By this time my penis hard. She says, “turn up.” I think that must be an Danish expression. I thought it was funny as I turn my body over an my penis is turning up just fine. She adds more lotion to her hands. She grasps my rod with two hands and turns them back and forth like she was rolling a stick in her hands. I cum very quickly. I haven’t been in this place massage parlor more than30 minutes, and I am cumming. I have been on the country maybe eight hours and I feel released. She gets a tissue and cleans me up. She says, ” finished. Come back again. You can do more.” I get dressed. She is waiting by the hallway. I leave. I walk along the water way. It is getting dark. I am happy.
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