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[sanjaysara]

part 4 

'No, not there Sanjay', she said brightly. 'But you have done very well, and you've been very obedient. Now, how about your reward.'

 
'Reward?'
 
'Yeah...'. She pushed herself back, pressing her ass into my groin, and for a few wonderful seconds massaged my cock with her bare, slick cheeks. '...You seem quite excited', she continued. 'At least that's how it feels to me'. She turned her head to look at me, a cheeky smile across her face.
 
'Come on', she said, and shuffled around, moving behind me, with me facing away, so we had switched positions.
 
Without the chance to regain my composure she reached around and grabbed my penis in her hand. I gasped and instinctively pulled back, but this merely pushed me back against Shriya and her boobs. Reaching around my chest with her other hand she reassured me, and slowly began to jerk me off.
 
It was incredible. Despite being a virgin I had of course jacked off countless times, but I never thought another human hand could feel this good. My breathing was shallow and fast. I almost felt I was going to faint at first, and had to put a hand against the wall in front of me, but I eventually got used to the feeling of her working my full 8 inches. She mixed it up, obviously experienced at this, sometimes moving up and down the shaft, sometimes massaging the balls, sometimes just squeezing and releasing it quickly. At one point she took my cockhead in the tips of her fingers and squeezed and fondled it so hard I let out a loud yelp.
 
Of course, it wasn't long before I was ready to cum, just a few minutes in fact. Not sure of what I should do I just said:
 
'Shriya, I think I'm about...to...'
 
'Don't worry,' she breathed, 'Just relax and let it happen. It's okay. Just let it happen.'
 
I don't know whether she picked up the pace then, or whether it was the sound of her alluring voice, but I was tipped over the edge. I got the familiar twinge in the balls. My body tensed up, and I reached behind me and grabbed onto Shriya's buttocks to stabilize myself.
 
Sensing what was happening, Shriya showed new depths to her talents, with her left hand firmly massaging my balls, and with her right hand rubbing her thumb over the top of my cockhead. The sensation increased tenfold, now in some ambiguous between pleasure and pain.
 
'Urrrrgggggg!!', I grunted.
 
'That's it honey', Shriya comforted, 'Just let it happen'.

 
Thick strings of cum shot from my cock all over the shower wall in front. After the second Shriya moved back to jerking my off normally, milking every last drop out.
 
'AAAhhhhhhhhh'
 
Fully spent my bodily finally relaxed, my mind in a daze, and my cock enjoying the gentle jerking.
 
I didn't know what to say, so I said nothing. For a few seconds I let Shriya rinse and play with my dick in the water from the shower.
 
'You see, fun with me isn't so bad, is it?', she said, getting out the shower unit, giving me another sight of her perfect ass, and then turning around fully to give me a sight of her front. Again she had that trademark cheeky smile.
 
Drunk with pleasure, I didn't care where I looked any more. For the first time I got a proper view of her full, firm, pert breasts. Still glistening with water they were enough to get my dick to begin hardening again already. Further down I saw her pussy – again the first pussy I'd seen in my life – and boy was it something to behold. Mostly shaved, she just had a tuft of hair left at the top. It was pink, smooth, and likewise shiny with water. My heart skipped again, and I was semi-hard already.
 
'Thank you', I eventually spluttered, not sure what I was meant to say.
 
'Oh come on, I'm not doing this for you, I'm doing it for me, Sanjay', she said, now drying herself off. 'As I said, things get boring for me sometimes. What is there to do in this hotel? Watch TV and use the gym and pool? I'd rather have some real fun. And...', she continued slowly, 'you, Sanjay, are going to help me out over these weeks. Who knows what we might get up to'.
 
I stepped out of the shower. The pleasure having almost worn off I was now anxious about getting back. But now she was enticing me again. I couldn't help myself but press her about this.
 
'Like what?', I asked, trying to be as provocative as possible.
 
She paused, then seemed to have an idea.

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