soft touch massage 

A massage where the masseuse softly touches your body with her fingers and hair and works your inner thighs and taint while on your stomach in an effort to give you an erection. She then asks you to turn over and finishes you off with a hand release. A table shower usually concludes the session.

Just got back from an soft touch massage and man do I feel relaxed.

soft touch massage by green plant February 10, 2014

Mexican Massage 

The premeditated act of pleasuring oneself in a hotel when housekeeping enters the room.

Man, you should have seen the look on the housekeeper's face when she walked in on me giving myself a Mexican massage!

Mexican Massage by BlkCrowe October 31, 2012

Throat Massage 

A Massage given to the throat of a special lady.

Last night after dinner I gave Irene a deep throat massage.

Throat Massage by ChiliConCarne September 5, 2010

Massage Therapist 

A prostitute or sexual worker. Normally a higher end call girl, but it can refer to any prostitute.

"I spent last night with a massage therapist last night."
"Shit dude. You should probably get screened."
"It should be fine, she was high class. It was expensive."

Massage Therapist by Zebelon Pike August 4, 2009

full body massage 

A legal way to advertise a massage which ends with the man receiving a hand job.

A full body massage costs 40 dollars for half an hour.

full body massage by left4ded April 13, 2005

body massage

A massage of the body.

Kid #1: "Oh man, check out that thing, man."
Kid #2: "Whaddaya wanna do with it?"
Kid #1: "Let's launch over it!"
(A Jeep pulls up)
G.I. Joe: "Who wants a body massage?" *hums to himself*
Kid #2: "Uh, what did he just say to us?"
G.I. Joe: "Oooh... Mr. Body Massage Machine GO!"
Kid #2: "Uhhhhhh... what the Hell?"
G.I. Joe: "Body massage."

body massage by The J-Spot January 17, 2005

missage 

The feeling you get when everything your heart beats for has suddenly abandoned you and you are left with a completely empty feeling that consumes every thought you can create. Your days are neverending and your breath is always short. Your fast faint heartbeats are only a reminder that there is more pain to come with each new day that arises. Every second of your time you spend racking you brain over where you went wrong, what you could have done different, why you always find yourself in these kinds of situations. Then as if nothing else is left and nothing else matters the miss factor starts to set in, slowly but surely it will devour every inch of your heart and you will lose yourself to that which you loved most. It is now that you have entered a new realm of despondency.

David: "hey man, I'm sorry about jessica"

Jason: "yea, the missage is pretty dumb"

missage by idkanymore February 22, 2009