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This time I tried something a bit different: I stepped beyond the men's esthetic salons I've been into recently and tried a fuzoku-style esthetic for the first time. This is a report of that experience.

In men's esthe places, the experience often depends heavily on the individual girl, and there were times I felt something was lacking (although that teasing, almost-forbidden feeling can be enjoyable in its own way). Wanting a more intense, close-contact experience, I decided to try this shop that had caught my eye for a while.

Fuzoku esthetic services are generally pricier, but this place is relatively affordable even among them.

My target was "Rin," who stood out on the website.

She has pale skin and a short haircut; her profile photos show her face reasonably well — a pretty girl.

Most importantly, her reviews were insanely positive, so I figured I couldn't go wrong and booked her with high expectations.

As usual I waited in a hotel room, and Rin arrived.

My first impression matched her photo diary exactly: petite, short-haired, skin so pale it seemed to glow, a perfectly round, charming face — a very bright, cute girl.

She wasn't overtly sexy; more like the cheerful poster girl at your favorite diner.

We sat on the sofa and chatted a bit.

It quickly became clear she has an extremely strong work ethic for this job.

She wasn't just going through the motions; she constantly seemed to be thinking about how to make the customer satisfied, and that professional spirit came through strongly.

After some conversation, she sweetly suggested, "Let me take your clothes off," and went in for it.

As I let her undress me, what appeared was astonishingly pale, beautiful bare skin.

When she unhooked her bra, there were, to my surprise, beautifully pink nipples revealed.

It wasn't manufactured sexiness; her natural assets were overwhelmingly beautiful.

At that point my excitement flipped into full gear.

From here on it was almost nonstop play.

She gently undressed me, and before long Rin began to lick my nipples carefully.

It felt indescribably good.

Unlike the teasing, near-miss sensation common in men's esthe, her intense, instinct-stirring caresses from the start made me think, "Ah, coming to this shop was the right call," and I already felt like a big winner.

We moved to the shower next, but before that she playfully mixed lotion and foam right there, expertly whipping up unbelievably thick, fluffy bubbles while chatting happily.

With that special foam prepared, we finally moved to one of the shop's main attractions: the bubble body wash.

In the cramped shower stall, we rubbed that fluffy foam all over each other's bodies, pressing skin to skin as we washed one another. With our body heat transmitted directly, she launched an unrelenting barrage of techniques — oral, nipple licking, and more.

The combination of the slippery skin and her technique felt so incredible that I nearly came during the shower, but I managed to hold back, breathing hard as we left the shower.

Back on the bed, I first lay face down.