21-10-2025, 12:06 AM
Scene 20
The head massage continued for several soothing minutes. Jayashree Auntie's fingers worked deep into my scalp, and the coconut oil, warm from her hands, felt heavy and comforting. I leaned back into her chest, completely relaxed.
Jayashree: "That's enough, beta,"
She finally murmured, capping the bottle and placing it on a small table. She smoothed the oily hair back from my forehead.
Jayashree: "Now for that bath. We need to wash all this oil out so your mother doesn't have to worry."
She stood up, pulling me easily off her lap. I was still feeling a little drowsy from the massage.
Mom: "Thank you, Jayashree! The water is already hot in the outer bathroom. I've left a clean towel there for him."
My mom called out from the living room, preoccupied with her work.
Jayashree: "Come, Sunny. This way."
Jayashree Auntie took my hand and led me out of the main house and across the small courtyard toward the back where the outhouse bathroom was located. It was a small, tiled room with a bucket and a mug, typical of our Dehradun home.
She closed the heavy wooden door behind us. The small room instantly felt private, the sound of the family's chatter cut off. The air was warm and smelled faintly of damp cement.
Jayashree: "Take off your clothes, Sunny,"
She instructed gently, not looking at me yet, instead checking the temperature of the water in the big bucket with her hand.
I stripped quickly, the process feeling natural now. I stood there naked, my skin glistening slightly from the oil that had run down my neck and back.
She turned and saw my erection, which had already started to rise, excited by the sheer fact of being alone with her in a small, closed room. She smiled knowingly.
Jayashree: "My little one is always so happy to see Auntie,"
She chuckled, then knelt in front of the bucket. "Now, come here. We will start with the head. You will sit between my legs so I can get the oil out properly."
She sat on the floor, cross-legged, and motioned for me to back up and sit between her open legs, facing the bucket. I sat down, my oily back pressing against her soft, house-saree-clad chest. She reached for the mug and scooped up the warm water.
Jayashree: "Close your eyes,"
She instructed. The warm water splashed over my head, followed by a generous amount of shampoo. Her fingers began to scrub, the suds working the thick coconut oil out of my hair. Her body was close, warm, and comforting behind me, her strong legs surrounding me. It felt both innocent and full of that wonderful, familiar tension.
Sunny: "The water feels good, Auntie,"
I said, leaning back into her.
Jayashree: "Good. Hold still. We have to make sure you're sparkling clean before you go back to your mother."
She reached down with one hand and casually, without missing a beat in scrubbing my hair, her fingers found the base of my penis, which was resting against her lower belly. She gave it a warm, intimate squeeze. The feeling, hidden behind the mask of a simple bath, was potent enough to make me gasp quietly. The "lesson" was starting again.
The head massage continued for several soothing minutes. Jayashree Auntie's fingers worked deep into my scalp, and the coconut oil, warm from her hands, felt heavy and comforting. I leaned back into her chest, completely relaxed.
Jayashree: "That's enough, beta,"
She finally murmured, capping the bottle and placing it on a small table. She smoothed the oily hair back from my forehead.
Jayashree: "Now for that bath. We need to wash all this oil out so your mother doesn't have to worry."
She stood up, pulling me easily off her lap. I was still feeling a little drowsy from the massage.
Mom: "Thank you, Jayashree! The water is already hot in the outer bathroom. I've left a clean towel there for him."
My mom called out from the living room, preoccupied with her work.
Jayashree: "Come, Sunny. This way."
Jayashree Auntie took my hand and led me out of the main house and across the small courtyard toward the back where the outhouse bathroom was located. It was a small, tiled room with a bucket and a mug, typical of our Dehradun home.
She closed the heavy wooden door behind us. The small room instantly felt private, the sound of the family's chatter cut off. The air was warm and smelled faintly of damp cement.
Jayashree: "Take off your clothes, Sunny,"
She instructed gently, not looking at me yet, instead checking the temperature of the water in the big bucket with her hand.
I stripped quickly, the process feeling natural now. I stood there naked, my skin glistening slightly from the oil that had run down my neck and back.
She turned and saw my erection, which had already started to rise, excited by the sheer fact of being alone with her in a small, closed room. She smiled knowingly.
Jayashree: "My little one is always so happy to see Auntie,"
She chuckled, then knelt in front of the bucket. "Now, come here. We will start with the head. You will sit between my legs so I can get the oil out properly."
She sat on the floor, cross-legged, and motioned for me to back up and sit between her open legs, facing the bucket. I sat down, my oily back pressing against her soft, house-saree-clad chest. She reached for the mug and scooped up the warm water.
Jayashree: "Close your eyes,"
She instructed. The warm water splashed over my head, followed by a generous amount of shampoo. Her fingers began to scrub, the suds working the thick coconut oil out of my hair. Her body was close, warm, and comforting behind me, her strong legs surrounding me. It felt both innocent and full of that wonderful, familiar tension.
Sunny: "The water feels good, Auntie,"
I said, leaning back into her.
Jayashree: "Good. Hold still. We have to make sure you're sparkling clean before you go back to your mother."
She reached down with one hand and casually, without missing a beat in scrubbing my hair, her fingers found the base of my penis, which was resting against her lower belly. She gave it a warm, intimate squeeze. The feeling, hidden behind the mask of a simple bath, was potent enough to make me gasp quietly. The "lesson" was starting again.
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