Erotic massage for a Sexy Punjabi ISS reader
Hi guys, I’m back with another story. Thank you so much for the awesome response to my previous story. It felt overwhelming to hear from you readers. So after a long time bringing you up another story, another sexy experience about a lady I got to know as a reader of my previous story. So as few of you know me, my name is Rajat, and I live and work in Noida. After writing my previous story, I got a lot of emails. I got to chat with some ladies who were my story readers and got to exchange our experiences. A month after writing the story, I got a mail from a lady named Shweta (name changed for privacy reasons). She said she liked my story in the mail, and we started chatting on G-chat. She- Hi Rajat, I liked your story. Me: Thanks a lot, Shweta. Glad that you liked it She: I wished that I was there in place of Twinkle and you did those things with me (winked) Me: Damn, I also wish to have you and Twinkle together someday with me. She: You never know Me: Haha, so what did you like about my story She: The way you narrated every detail of foreplay and fucking her, even I masturbated reading them Me: Oh man, I would like to replace your fingers with something you like, which is mine. She laughed, and then we started chatting like this, making sexual jokes and showing sexual desires for each other. I got to know that she was 32 years old from a Punjabi family, married for 4 years and also lived in Delhi. She mentioned her figure of 34-28-36. I insisted on having a meeting with her, which she rejected initially. She also did not share her pics and number. She was still not sure about me though we chatted regularly on Google. This went on continuously for a few weeks. She told me about her husband, her family, and everything I should know about her. She even started discussing her sex life with me on chat. One fine day when I was in the office, she sent me a pic without her face in her bra and panty. She: Did you like it? Me: I just loved it, but sad to see some piece of clothing still there. I have a boner now with my manager sitting in front of me. She: Haha, lol, beware of getting called by your manager with the boner, and don’t be so fast. BTW, I’m looking for some good massage. By any chance, do you know someone? I got a hint about what she was expecting from me, so I tried the same Me: If you give me a chance, I can help you. She: Haha, I know you are not going to leave a chance to fuck me Me: Since you showed me your assets for the first time, I’m just jealous of your husband. He gets to see them at his will She: No, he doesn’t see them often. He’s shy, and I don’t know why. He: So that’s why you read stories on ISS. I’m lucky that you read mine She: Don’t be so fast. But I wish that you could come to my place and give me a massage sometime I was very excited after hearing this, and then she exchanged her address with me. We discussed the time to meet when no one will be at her place on the weekend. She said she would make preparations for the massage which she asked for. As discussed with her, I reached her place with flowers and rang the doorbell. A beautiful woman of height 5’5″ ft opened the door in a yellow saree. I saw her assets previously on the phone. But meeting her in person was very different. She was a beautiful girl in Indian attire with the right mass at the right places. She had her hair open. I was amazed by her beauty and was blank for a few seconds when she broke me. She: Hey, stop being sapiosexual by just looking at me Me: Ah, can’t help. You have good assets to be used by me. She smirked and welcomed me inside. Me: Nice place. She: Thanks. I hope you did not come to see the place I walked close to her and said, “I came here just to see you, babes.” Saying this, I bent to kiss her, but she stopped me She: Mhmm, you came to give me a massage only Me (showing her that I frowned): Yeah, again, forgot about it. And saying this, I started flirting with her and chatting She gave me a cup of tea and went inside her room. While I was having tea in the hall, she called me at her room’s door. I just froze when I turned to look at her as she had now changed into a towel only. I left my tea and went to her She: You need to massage me, so let me know when you are ready. He: I came here ready for the same. She took me inside her room, and I saw that she had already prepared for everything. The room had a good fragrance, with everything ready for the massage on the massage table. She sat on the table and adjusted her towel. It was the only piece of clothing on her. She asked me: “You are waiting for something?” Me: I actually do not want to spoil my clothes She: There is a towel for you. I took the towel and returned to the room. She was lying on her front with only a panty on her whole body. Her boobs were visible from the side and looked like jelly to be eaten by me. I went near her and started gently touching her back. She gave a little sigh and told me to apply oil to her. I took the massage oil and told her to relax and let me relieve her. Then I started applying the oil on her back. She was so smooth that I sometimes intentionally slipped my hands near her breasts, sides or ass cheek. I started massaging her upper back near her neck, down to her middle and lower back. I slightly touched her boobs from the side when applying oil. I then massaged her thighs and legs, leaving the part covered by her clothes, i.e. her panty. This action had already made me horny, and my tent was visible from the towel I wrapped around myself. I told her to turn around. She took a towel, covered her breasts, and turned around on her back. She smiled wickedly as she felt she had won by not showing me her frontal assets. She: Not so fast. Remember you’re not her for anything other than massage I knew she was challenging me, and now I would make her ask for it.