25-06-2020, 09:21 AM
On Saturday evening, in order to make me look very exciting to Hardayal, he personally prepared me. He lovingly bathed me and helped me to dress in a sexy black bra and panty. Over that, he made me wear a sleeveless white blouse and a nice white cotton petticoat. Then he helped me to wear a simple and nice white saree. Then He helped me to comb my hair and apply a simple make up. I suppose I looked nice by that time. He was sure that Hardayal would tear my tender vagina apart with excitement. I was extremely nervous by now. My husband Babanrao, calmed me with soothing words.
Promptly at 7.00 p.m., as planned the bell rang. I almost ran into our inner rooms! My husband Babanrao, opened the door and Hardayal walked in. He called out to me and asked me to get some whisky for our guest. Slowly and shyly with a lot of nervousness I walked in carrying the tray with the bottle and glasses. Hardayal's eyes almost popped out looking at me! He introduced Hardayal to me as a ladies masseur. Hardayal was wearing a simple cream coloured shirt and a white dhoti. As they drank a couple of pegs, I could see that Hardayal could simply not keep his eyes off my body. I further could make out the form of his penis standing erect, in his dhoti. It appeared huge. My husband was getting thrilled with anticipation of what it would do to my hairy & lovely vagina.
After sometime and a few pegs, My husband Babanrao, asked me if I was ready for the massage. With great nervousness, I nodded. He then invited Hardayal to our bedroom. He told him in front of myself, that as I was nervous, and as he would probably need to disrobe me slowly to ensure a good massage, it would be better if, both of them - himself and Hardayal, also disrobed little by little, as and when, he disrobed me, so that I would not feel too shy. He agreed with a big grin on his face! I looked shocked! He patted me and told her, that by this way, I would not feel concious of myself and I would enjoy the massage better.
In the bedroom, Hardayal then asked me to first remove my saree and lie dowm on our bed with my blouse and petticoat. I hesitated. My husband Babanrao, walked up to me and helped me to remove my saree. I lay down on the bed. Hardayal applied some cream on his palms and started massaging my arms. He was very slow and sensous and kept staring at my breasts and navel. Gradually I started easing up on my tensions. He then told me that he will now massage my neck. Again He was very slow and sensous and kept staring at my breasts and navel, with lust in his eyes.
I now started becoming a bit uneasy, as I was obviously begining to get a bit excited. He then told me that he will now massage my upper chest and that I had to remove my blouse. I looked up at My husband Babanrao. He told me that it was OK and removed my blouse, also asking Hardayal to remove his shirt. Hardayal had a very broad and hairy chest with rippling muscles. I stared at his hairy chest and muscles with nervousness. Hardayal started massaging my upper chest. Again He was very slow and sensous and kept staring at my bra, thru' which my large black nipples could be distinctly seen. I now started getting excited.
Promptly at 7.00 p.m., as planned the bell rang. I almost ran into our inner rooms! My husband Babanrao, opened the door and Hardayal walked in. He called out to me and asked me to get some whisky for our guest. Slowly and shyly with a lot of nervousness I walked in carrying the tray with the bottle and glasses. Hardayal's eyes almost popped out looking at me! He introduced Hardayal to me as a ladies masseur. Hardayal was wearing a simple cream coloured shirt and a white dhoti. As they drank a couple of pegs, I could see that Hardayal could simply not keep his eyes off my body. I further could make out the form of his penis standing erect, in his dhoti. It appeared huge. My husband was getting thrilled with anticipation of what it would do to my hairy & lovely vagina.
After sometime and a few pegs, My husband Babanrao, asked me if I was ready for the massage. With great nervousness, I nodded. He then invited Hardayal to our bedroom. He told him in front of myself, that as I was nervous, and as he would probably need to disrobe me slowly to ensure a good massage, it would be better if, both of them - himself and Hardayal, also disrobed little by little, as and when, he disrobed me, so that I would not feel too shy. He agreed with a big grin on his face! I looked shocked! He patted me and told her, that by this way, I would not feel concious of myself and I would enjoy the massage better.
In the bedroom, Hardayal then asked me to first remove my saree and lie dowm on our bed with my blouse and petticoat. I hesitated. My husband Babanrao, walked up to me and helped me to remove my saree. I lay down on the bed. Hardayal applied some cream on his palms and started massaging my arms. He was very slow and sensous and kept staring at my breasts and navel. Gradually I started easing up on my tensions. He then told me that he will now massage my neck. Again He was very slow and sensous and kept staring at my breasts and navel, with lust in his eyes.
I now started becoming a bit uneasy, as I was obviously begining to get a bit excited. He then told me that he will now massage my upper chest and that I had to remove my blouse. I looked up at My husband Babanrao. He told me that it was OK and removed my blouse, also asking Hardayal to remove his shirt. Hardayal had a very broad and hairy chest with rippling muscles. I stared at his hairy chest and muscles with nervousness. Hardayal started massaging my upper chest. Again He was very slow and sensous and kept staring at my bra, thru' which my large black nipples could be distinctly seen. I now started getting excited.
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