Adventure in Thailand

Arrival in Thailand

Carol and I had been dreaming about visiting Thailand for quite a while and we finally made the decision to act on it.

A couple of months later, we finally committed to booking our flights from Florida to Chiang Mai International airport and reserve a luxurious stay at the Aleenta Retreat Chiang Mai, nestled in the serene beauty of the Chiang Mai Province.

From the start, our trip was not just about temples and street food, though we were excited for all of that, too. This trip was also about exploring new dimensions of intimacy, experiences we'd only whispered about late at night after sex. There was one experience that had piqued both our interests: that being a NURU massage.

We had seen NURU massage performed before, mostly in porn movies, long, sensuous massages where nude warm bodies slid against each other with an almost hypnotic rhythm. Carol, a lover of touch and deeply relaxing massage, was intrigued, as was I.

I have to admit, there was always something undeniably powerful in seeing Carol fully naked, exposed, receiving pleasure.

Carol and I both did our research on massage parlors months before arriving in Thailand. We had read that the most discreet yet thrilling spots for sensual massage experiences were often marked by a simple sign: the women outside. If the hostesses were dressed a bit sexier, a little more inviting, that usually hinted at a more intimate menu of services inside, including the legendary "happy ending."

We read online that Chiang Mai was the place to start. Known for its lively nightlife, massage parlors, and indulgence, it was a place where people went to step outside their normal boundaries.

The Allure of Loi Kroh Road

Upon landing we quickly checked into our hotel. It was an amazing hotel with all the amenities. We unpacked our luggage, had a romantic candlelit dinner for two and turned in early to start our adventure fresh.

The next morning, dressed casually, we ate breakfast, took each other's hand, and made our way to the hotel concierge to find out more about the area.

We weren't shy about our curiosity. We asked the concierge directly about NURU massage parlors with extra services. He confirmed what we'd suspected.

"Loi Kroh Road," he said, "has the highest concentration of massage salons where... you both can enjoy the full Thai hospitality."

We knew exactly what he meant.

Armed with that information, we hailed a taxi and traveled to Loi Kroh road.

We followed the rhythm of the street and soon found ourselves drawn to two names that we had seen online and in conversation: Absolute Paradise Spa and All About Touch. Both had a reputation among adventurous couples for offering professional, sensual services and an introduction to the more indulgent side of Thai massage culture.

We discovered that Loi Kroh Road wasn't just a hotspot for nightlife, it was the pulse of Chiang Mai after dark. The street pulsed with energy, lined with boutique hotels, Western-style cafés, and glowing signs for bars where laughter and flirtation spilled onto the sidewalks. It was vibrant, alive and humming with possibilities.

Most of the parlors we found weren't flashy or obvious tourist-traps. In fact, many of the most popular spots were tucked just beyond the main drag, in the quieter, northwestern stretches of town, a little more discreet and private.

After a brief discussion, Carol and I decided on "All About Touch" for our very first massage experience. The name alone hinted at intimacy, and the reviews online spoke of soft lighting, professional staff, and a truly unforgettable NURU massage.

This parlor also offered other specialty services: four-hand massages, tantric experiences, and even prostate massage, options that made the breath quicken just a little in both of us. But for now, we wanted to keep it simple.

When we arrived, the atmosphere was warm and softly lit, with quiet ambient music playing behind a silk curtain. We were greeted politely, then shown a discreet menu of services.

The pricing was straightforward, around 1,500 Baht, or just over $40 USD for the NURU body-to-body massage. The massage itself was the base, but we learned that "upgrades" could be added, extensions of the experience, tailored to each guest's preferences and comfort level. Many of the upgrades pointed to added sexual experiences.

There was no pressure. Just quiet smiles. Clear rules. And an invitation to explore... together.

First Touch: The NURU Experience

From the moment we first heard about it, the idea of a body-to-body NURU massage had intrigued both of us. Carol had brought it up several times during our flight to Thailand, her tone teasing but undeniably curious. We'd watched Do-It-Yourself videos, read reviews, imagined what it might feel like to be completely immersed in that kind of slippery, sensual touch.

So, when the moment finally came, we didn't hesitate.

We chose the NURU massage and added happy ending upgrades for both of us, unsure exactly what that meant, but eager to find out.

Carol had never been with another woman sexually, but she was a magnet for bisexual and lesbian females. She has a rocking hot body, a great set of tits and legs to die for. She has flexible body, amazingly flexible and when she practices Bikram yoga its quite a sexy sight to see.

Carol had ample opportunities to experience sex with another woman but each time turned the offer down saying she liked cock too much. Lucky for me.

I could tell that part of the NURU experience made Carol nervous and excited. She didn't say it outright, but in the way she bit her lower lip when reading the menu, and the glint in her eye when we talked about it, I could feel the anticipation building. And the thought of watching her explore that side of herself turned me on.

At the front desk, we were greeted by a petite, confident Thai female staff member who introduced herself as Lolita, though we both silently doubted that was her real name. Still, it suited the atmosphere.

She handed us a menu of services, her manicured finger gliding over the laminated list.

"I recommend Senz~ Diva, Dream Massage, and Daisuki," she said with a knowing smile.

Carol and I exchanged a look and took her advise.

Lolita led us into a dimly lit room, bathed in soft, golden hues. The air was warm and scented faintly of jasmine. Gentle ambient music played in the background, just enough to hush your thoughts and heighten your awareness.

The centerpiece of the room was sleek, cushioned shower tables glistening under the lights. Lolita gestured and spoke gently but firmly, pointing to a nearby shower stall.

"Take off clothes. Take shower now."

And so, we obeyed.

There was no hesitation. We stripped; our bodies warmed not just by the room's temperature but by the growing sense of anticipation. We stepped into the shower stall together, letting the warm water cascade over us, the closeness sharpening our desire. We kissed there, naked, wet, vulnerable, our lips tasting just a hint of the wine we had shared earlier in our hotel room.

After drying off, we were each handed a loose silk robe, light as air, which clung to our damp skin.

Then we noticed something else.

The massage area wasn't private. On our way through, we'd passed other couples and clients, some mid-massage, some completely naked and exposed. And our own area had no doors, just sheer curtains, and low partitions. We realized that others might walk past us or watch our experience from a distance.

For a moment, modesty tried to speak up.

But we looked at each other, and without a word, set it aside.

After all, this was why we came.

To step outside the lines.

Together.

The NURU Room

The moment had finally arrived.

Not long after we were escorted in, another woman joined Lolita, Lisa, she called herself, though we were certain, again, it wasn't her real name. Names didn't matter much in this space. It was all about sensation and surrender.

Both women were stunningly beautiful, petite, poised, with fluid grace and warm smiles. Without hesitation, they both began to undress. Their movements were unhurried and elegant, as though even this small act was part of the ritual.

They stood before us, completely nude, their skin glistening under the golden light. Each of them had small but perfectly shaped breasts with pointed petite nipples and tight asses. Everything about them was sensual and erotic.

Carol and I were both excited to experience a sexual release through massage, our bodies being rubbed by a naked soapy female. Could anything be more erotic?

Lolita gestured gently toward the shower tables, and her voice was soft but certain.

"You lie down now, face down too, hands by sides. We take care you, relax like baby."

Warm water flowed from overhead jets, and soon we felt the sensation of hands and skin, soft, slick, practiced. Lolita applied soap to her naked body, climbed onto my back laying stomach down on my back. I could feel her tits pressing into my back and sense her mound pressing into my ass. It was out of this world.

From the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of Carol. Lisa had turned the warm shower over her, and Carol's skin gleamed, her hair wet, her expression softened into a mix of surprise and surrender. The way Lisa moved against her, confident and close, was deeply sensual. Carol didn't resist; she welcomed it. What a sight, my wife naked with a beautiful soapy naked female laying on top of her.

The heat of these ladie's bodies was incredible, their skin slippery from the special soap gel that smelled faintly of citrus and jasmine.

This was like nothing we'd ever experienced.

Lolita moved slowly, letting her body glide over mine in a rhythm that was both hypnotic and intensely intimate. I could feel the curves of her form slide against my back, her breath occasionally brushing against my neck. The warm water, the slippery soap and having Lolita rub her tits up and down on my back immediately made my cock hard.

A soft moan slipped from Carol's lips, and it stirred something in me that was more than arousal, it was joy. She was exploring something she'd fantasized about, and I was there to witness it. We weren't apart in this; we were more connected than ever. My baby was happy.

I imagined by now, Carols pussy was dripping wet. I wished I could taste her fluid as I had thousands of times.

We moved onto the next stage of our massage, both Lolita and Lisa stood carefully on our backs, their balance perfect, their bare feet massaging along our spines and shoulders as they held onto overhead rails. I would've laughed at the novelty if it didn't feel so damn good. We were being pampered in the most satisfying way.

Carol was really starting to get into the massage. I could tell by her moans and sighs. Her body began to undulate in rhythm under Lisa's expert foot skills.

Eventually, we were instructed to turn over. My heart pounded, not just from excitement, but from the sheer vulnerability of it.

That's where the fun really began. Lolitas body began a slow sensual grind sliding her warm naked soapy body over me. Pressing into my hard cock, tempting me.

Lolita leaned over me, her body slick and warm as she resumed her hypnotic movements. I closed my eyes for a moment, then opened them again, to see Carol and Lisa, moving together like a mirrored sculpture. Carol's face was flushed, her body gleaming, her eyes half-lidded in pleasure.

I was so close to popping my cork and exploding my wad all over Lolita but every time I came close, she would stop and hug me tight teasing me over and over. I was leaking precum all over her, but it went unnoticed.

This went on for a while. Then suddenly, in unison, Lisa and Lolita grabbed the hand shower wand and began rinsing the soap off Carol and I with warm water.

I must admit the warm water felt good and both Lisa and Lolita took great care to point the jets on my Cock and ass and Carol's pussy and ass, lingering there for a tme. I think I see what they were doing. Holy smoke.

Next up, they dried us off and they moved us from the shower table to a massage table to apply the NURU gel. The main ingredient in NURU gel is Nori Seaweed Extract.

The ladies prepared us by applying NURU gel. Lisa and Lolita applied the warmed gel liberally to themselves and then to Carol and I. It is, I must say, incredibly slippery.

Lolita spent a great deal of time rubbing the soles of my feet before working her way up my legs. All the while, my rock-hard erection was staring her in the face.

Lolita then gently slipped her hand between my legs and went on to grip my balls. It felt so amazing having a beautiful, Thai lady massage my balls. Only my wife had ever performed this service for me.

Lolita moved on, unexpectedly inserting her index finger in my oiled ass. Oh man I can't describe how sexy that felt. I moaned as she gently inserted her finger in my ass hole and began slowly and rhythmically fucking me with her finger. No one has ever penetrated that part of my anatomy, ever.

I looked over and Carol's eyes were glued onto Lolita, intently watching her perform magic on my ass and balls in utter fascination.

Carol was also in the throes of ecstasy. Lisa's head had dropped down between Carol's legs, and she was gently licking her pussy. No woman had ever tasted my wife's beautiful pussy and it turned me on watching them. Knowing very well how delicious her pussy tasted.

Carol's eyes began rolling back in her head and her feet and legs began to shake involuntarily.

My wife loves her pussy eaten. She will let me do it over and over for the longest time until she squirts. She's the only woman I have known that can enjoy this act and orgasm after orgasm, wave after wave.

What happened next blew me away.

Lisa swung her pussy around and placed her pussy over my wife's face, all the while continuing to service her pussy. They were totally into doing a 69.

Carol was enjoying munching on Lisa's pussy. It was the first time Carol had ever tasted pussy. She was eating at Lisa's pussy like a pro.

Meanwhile, Lolita not only had me by the balls but her tongue began circling the head of my hard cock while she gently stroked me with her other hand. An incredible technique that had my toes curling.

The whole room began to smell of sex. I swear I smelled a faint, familiar scent of my wife's pussy from where I was.

Suddenly, the whole experience was more than Carol and I could take. We both had a tremendous orgasm at about the same time, making loud moaning sounds, sounding a tremendous sexual release.

Carol was quivering, shaking, and rolling from side to side, it was so intense.

I was a mess, breathless, ejaculating the most cum I had generated in my life. My balls had emptied onto the massage table and onto Lolita.

Lolita handed me a heated wet wash towel to clean myself up. She smiled at me. "You happy boy now, eh"

Hell yes, I was happy, and completely, blissfully spent as was Carol.

The entire session had lasted two hours, though time had felt suspended somewhere between the steam, the touches, and the heady rush of shared vulnerability. It was more than sensual. It was transformational.

As the final notes of music faded into the background, Lolita and Lisa slipped out of the room, casting a warm smile as they gathered their towels and robes. Lolita turned back briefly, motioning toward the shower with a gentle nod.

"Take time," she said softly.

We did.

Carol and I stood, still glowing from the experience, and stepped into the warm stream of the shower together. The water wrapped around us like silk, washing away the last traces of the NURU gel, but not the memory of it.

We hugged under the stream, naked, skin against skin, and kissed, slowly, with a kind of quiet urgency. There was no need to speak. Everything that needed to be said had already passed between our hands, our breath, and our eyes.

As we toweled off and got dressed, there was something new between us, a shared fire. We had stepped into something intimate, something we never could've fully imagined until we lived it.

Carol looked at me, her damp hair falling over her shoulder, and smiled that smile that said, we'll be talking about this for years."

I agreed.

Later, walking hand in hand down the soft-lit streets of Chiang Mai, the night air felt cool on our freshly showered skin; we were quiet for a while.

We had gone looking for adventure and what we experienced was something magical.

Morning Light in Chiang Mai

The next day, the mornings soft light filtered through the sheer curtains of our suite at the Aleenta Retreat. Outside, you could hear the sound of birds and the hum of distant scooters.

Carol sat bare-legged on the bed, a cup of jasmine tea in her hands, wearing nothing but one of the hotel's linen robes. Her hair was slightly damp from the shower, and her skin still held the faint glow of last night's massage.

I was across from her, rubbing her sexy feet occasionally kissing her sweet toes. We hadn't said much since waking up.

Finally, Carol spoke.

"That was so much more than I expected," she said softly.

I nodded. "Me too."

She looked over at me with a curious smile. "Did you enjoy watching me making love to another woman?"

I grinned from ear to ear. "I did. It was erotic... it was seeing you that lost in pleasure.

Carol smiled faintly, then looked down into her cup. "It was new, but it didn't feel wrong. It felt like we were discovering something, not changing us as a couple, just... adding to us."

She set the cup on the nightstand and reached for my hand.

"I love that we can talk about these things. That we can do something like that and still wake up feeling closer."

I squeezed her hand. "That's what this trip was for, wasn't it?"

Carol leaned into me, resting her head on my shoulder.

"I wouldn't trade it for anything," she whispered.

And neither would I.