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Hey, my name is Chandhini and I am a homemaker, 25 years, we live in Surat. I am married to my husband for just 13 months and we are from Bangalore, India. My husband works for a software company and he is the general manager, he travels all around the world for his work and he stays in India only for about 2 weeks. Our sex life has been decent considering that I do not get to sleep with him that much but whatever we have is satisfying and does not let me down. We live in a bungalow and we have a boy maid that works until noon, his name is Rama and he comes from a village in south India, he is around 19 but looks like a 25 year old, he has a really well built body and he has this dark honey colored skin, it was all right until I got a back ache while working out at the gym.

I was really slim at the time of marriage and 6 months into it I started to get chubby, I had a masters in nutrition and health, I was now using my knowledge to make a good appeal to my husband, I now have a toned body, imp not too slim nor am I too chubby, I have this wonderful gift of a body that is soft and smooth to touch, my skin is very sensitive and my breasts and booty are so soft and liquidity milkish. I have pretty big boobs, they are decently sized and my thin structure makes my boobs look huge. I’m around 5’6, the average height of a woman in India. My husband calls me rose because he thinks that I look like a smaller and like the Indian version of Rosie Whitney.

So, my husband was to be off to Singapore on business trip for about 2 weeks. It would get all lonely and boring but on the bright side I wanted to be back in action in the bed when he’d come back, I planned find a solution to my back ache and also planned to do some changes to my style, I used to wear normal shirt and shorts/trousers in house but now I planned to wear the traditional Indian Sari! I used to look really good in saris! But it seemed too old school and not cool to wear them but saris expose more and increases the sex appeal of a women and it is highly respected in the society to wear a sari.

Now Rama was all that I had to talk to for about 2 weeks, he would tell me stories of his village and times he used to make up stories. Initially he was very shy but as months rolled he got comfortable with me but till date he doesn’t look up to me when he talks, once he had admitted that he hadn’t seen a more beautiful woman in life than me, to which I had blushed but had reminded him his position in that house, since then he doesn’t speak that openly about me, he just answers to the questions I ask him. He hadn’t had sex till date. He was a decent chap, all that he ever wanted was to get a cult styled body and act in movies, he actually could, he had an amazing body for his age but he was just too shy and his skin color wasn’t that impressive.

So one day he was telling about how his mother was a local herbal therapist in his village and how he learn a few masseur tricks from her. Suddenly I realized that all I might need for my back ache would be a massage, probably Rama could do it! But how do I convince him? He is really shy! So I called him near and gave my leg and said “let’s see how good you do it?” he started blushing and said he wouldn’t but I told him that I was his boss and he had to do what I said, he then nodded his head, sat down and started dry massaging my foot, it was pure heavenly, it was so relaxing, this boy could just help me out with my back problems after about 30 minutes of massage, I paid him a good amount and thanked him, this continued for about 3 days, all that time he used to sit down, massage my legs and tell stories from back village, some of the stories were hilarious and I enjoyed them, he now wasn’t shy to talk to me he used to sit closer to the sofa and massage, I was worried if I was doing the right thing.

On the fourth day I told him I have problems with my back and I told him to check it out, he was shy because I was wearing a sari after a very long time and he went behind me and just stood there, I could hear his heavy breathing and I wondered what was wrong with him, he asked me if he could touch and see where the problem was, I just nodded, he gently pressed my back and I’m not sure why I got Goosebumps all over my hand. He had touched my back of the blouse where it’s usually open and it’s covered only along the brazier path, it felt good, I suggested him to bring the oil from my room so that he could massage. He brought the oil and asked politely that he had to start the massage by applying oil to my hair, I was so happy that someone is there to apply oil to my head after such long time, he gently applies the oil on my head and moved his fingers through the strands of my hair, it felt like heaven, then something struck me when he was massaging my head, Do I have to remove my blouse for him to massage my back? Will it be awkward as his master to lay nearly naked for a massage? I was nervous but it was pure professionalism, I think.

He then after applying oil to my head slowly put some oil on my forehead and started to massage it, he stood up and I felt something warm near my ears, was it his cock? Was he aroused? Thinking about how it would be if he was naked made me feel aroused for a moment, the massage kept that feeling for a while and I could feel my heart beating fast, it was probably because I hadn’t had sex for nearly over a month. He then gently applied oil all over my face and massage it, he circled around my eyes and then gently massaged my nose and then when he came near my lips, he stopped for a while, I had a really nice full lips and I opened my eyes, he swallowed his saliva and was breathing hard massaged around my lips and then softly he touched my lips to which I smiled. He freaked out but he tried to contain the pleasure of touching my rosy pink full lips.

He requested me to lie down on the sofa, I adjusted my sari and lay there, I closed my eyes but I could feel him stare at me while taking the oil, he then applied the oil on my neck, he asked me to remove my mangalsutra, the sign of an Indian marriage, I didn’t care much so I just removed it, he massaged in circles and lines all over my throat and neck, he then asked permission to remove my bangles so that he could massage my hands, I did and he with a great continuous force massaged my hands, he held my hands tightly and pressed hard as he massaged from my elbow region to my wrists, my hand was really soft like a flower petal and his was like a stone, his touches were constantly bringing dirty thoughts about him, he was such a powerful yet a gentle masseur, I liked it, I was getting aroused now , was feeling hot even in air conditioned room, he then moved his hands above my elbows and said “ Madame, your blouse” and he blushed with shyness, so I turned back and removed my pallu, all I had now was my lehenga and my blouse, I then slightly turned towards him smiled and unhooked my blouse in the front and lay on the sofa with my belly facing the sofa as I was shy to show myself to him , he helped me take it out, all of a sudden I felt as though I was peeled off, I was in my white bra and a pink lehenga, I just rolled my eyes down and my liquidity boobs were being pressed by my own weight and it seemed like some part was visible through the sides of my bra, I was really fair like a foreigner and I had milky boobs, Rama slowly applied oil to my triceps region and massaged with a grip from my shoulder to the elbow, he continued this for a while, all of a sudden his hand touched the junction between my arm pit and boobs and I could feel it, feel it hard, something twitched and I moaned ”hmm” I was embarrassed, but there! Again he did it, was he trying to…? No I don’t think so, it probably was a mistake.

Finally he started applying oil to my back and started to just spread the oil all over, he softly said “ Madame, your…this…..hmm…this thing your wearing is getting messy with oil” I replied” it’s okay Rama, continue your massage, I’ll change later with a clean bra” there was a silence in the room, I told it so weirdly, he then picked my oiled hair as a bunch and put it in front, he started to press hard in pulse all around my back for about 5 minutes continuously, he seemed to not press on the regions covered by my bra.

His thumb started to press up horizontally from my neck region right up to my lehenga, he kept on with it and it felt so good because that’s where it used to pain and secondly because I was getting aroused, I was imagining his hard body against my back and then all of a sudden he put both the hands on my back and started pressing it or humping it!!!! And the whole sofa was moving up and down and I could feel my cute soft breasts being pushed around into the sofa, so much so that with each push my breasts were popping sideways through the bra opening!! It was amazing, then he started to massage my back completely and each time my bra was an obstruction and it was not yielding, I decided to open my bra mainly because my boobs felt weird and extremely hot in those bra after all that pushing and I saw how pink my boobs had become near the edges of the bra due to the pressure, so I said “ Rama I want you to unhook” he was dazzled and stopped massaging, I again repeated “ Rama I said unhook my bra, I want you to massage properly all over my back! “ I wanted to maintain that I was his boss and he was my maid servant but secretly wanting to hug his hard body and sleep with him, he slowly touched my bra, I could feel in person how magically he pulled my bra up and fiddled with it for about a minute and unhooked it, when he unhooked it I felt so cold yet comforted, he unhooked it stood there looking at me, I slowly lifted myself from the sofa and dropped my bra on the sofa and pulled it, all the time I saw Rama looking at my precious boobies dangling off from my bra, shaking sideways as I pulled it, I was afraid he would see my erect nipples, well, my bra got stuck to the sofa while pulling and I had raised myself from the sofa with one hand, so I had to pull the bra with my other hand.

I got impatient, I felt something warm come close, Rama sat on his knee and he slowly removed the hook from the sofa, as he looked away from the hook, I could see his eyes stare at my nipples getting harder and longer, he was watching it as though it was magic, he then looked at me slowly with shyness, he stared into me, I put my hair behind my ears with a blush and fell thud! On the sofa, so much so that my liquidity breast shook like a plastic water ball on the sofa cushion. He then stood up and I could easily see a huge!!!! Bump on his pants and a little watery projection!!! He went back and continued the massage, he gently started with my spinal cord and then regions around it and massaged with force at the sides of my back, at one stage I felt that his fingers would touch my breasts, I was wondering what would happen if his fingers accidentally touched my lovely breasts, the moment this fear came to my mind, my heart started throbbing, my eyes were burning with ecstasy and my pulse rate was increasing with time, I was getting completely aroused, I was feeling something between my legs. I wanted him to touch my breasts accidentally but the mistake wasn’t happening! It had been nearly a month since a male hand had touched my breasts and I really wanted a man’s hand there, I was getting restless by the minute.

He then started to do that pushing thing again with my back and now my breasts were oozing out from the shape of my body like a balloon, it was so hot for me to watch it! Rama was doing this again and again, I slowly slipped my finger through my lehenga was touching my pink wet pussy, he kept on with it without noticing what I was doing with myself, I had to bloody finger my vagina, at the pause of his push, I slowly lifted my bouncy ass and inserted it there, he noticed it and continued it for another minute, while I got really wet and sweaty I pulled my hands and lay there, he then started massaging the sides of my back again, I again wanted him to touch my breasts, I couldn’t take it, with a husky trembling voice I asked, “ Wouldn’t you massage me here? “ I turned my face to him. The young chap was bowled over, his jaws dropped and he left a heavy sigh of moan and breathes together as he saw my jiggling liquidity breasts and my flat tummy and my pierced belly button, I was pink and sweaty in the front and you could smell me off a mile! He took the oil and poured it on my breasts, he gently applied it all over my breasts, a little soft movement dislodged my breast from the position and moved with his hand, he slowly squeezed it pressed it, he couldn’t believe how milky smooth my breasts were, he had a smile on his face and said “Madame, how can this be? How can your chweet boobies be so soft? I haven’t touched anything this smooth in my life and anything as hard as your nipple, it’s like a rock on a softie! Wow you are just amazing! Why you are even married? You should work in movies!! I’ve always wanted this! You are hot!!! Hottest!!!!!! Ever!!! Honey, imp gonna take you on a ride!!! How can you be so toned and soft at the same time!! You sweet goddess of softness!!!” he was all praise for me!!!

His words rang a bell in me, I started to breathe heavily as he squeezed softly and at times hardly, he was massaging my nipples and the dark areolas around it!!! He was a master!! Who taught him to be such a great lover? Nature, I believed! While Rama was cupping my breasts I was holding the sofa cushions tight not able to control the ecstasy! I was feeling a tickling sensation whenever his index finger reached for my navel. He now put more oil in my navel creating a reservoir of shining oil, he tapped over it as if playing with a puddle of water, he massaged and massaged, I paused it and sat on the sofa, I told him to go behind me and massage my breasts, he put on more oils and started it off again with more brutal force, he cupped my breast and pressed them hard, it pained so much but it was so pleasurable! His hands were rock solid! He pinched my nipples and he help them between his nails and pinched them hard, I screamed “ aaahhhh” he didn’t stop, with a flash I turned towards him with a horny tired face! We made eye contact! He then shifted his eyes to my killer full lips that were red as a rose! He swallowed saliva and started to breathe heavily, we started to move slowly towards each other, I stopped but he kept on and he came so close to me, I could feel his breath, his sweat and his passion towards me, he gently brought his mouth near my upper lip and kissed it, he then bit my upper lips with his lips and moved it up, he did the same with the lower lip, my heart skipped a beat and I joined in by slowly clasping my lips with his, things picked up pace, we started kissing a bit harder.

I then felt his tongue, I suddenly pushed him back, stood up from my position and cat walked with only my lehenga towards my room, he followed me like a tiger ready to prey, I did a sultry walk and sat on my bed and moved back, where he stood at the edge of the sofa looking constantly at my lips, I put my tongue out and licked my upper lips and did a catty gesture, he bit his lower lip and shivered, I then slowly moved my hands from my feet till my thighs, gently lifting my lehenga, I stopped and caressed my wrists from my hips to my armpits and lifted my hands, turned right moved my head in a wave and licked my lower lips with tension, he couldn’t take this tensions and started to strip himself, he removed his shirt and pant in a jiffy and stood looking at me antics, he was sweating mad!!! And looked dope!!
I took the body lotion by the bed and laid down on the bed, I squeezed it over my belly region and signaled him to come closer, he came and started to massage my lower region, he drove his hand all over me hard tummy and smelt my belly button, later he just slid his hands under my lehenga, I held his hands there for a while, as he fingered my pussy on through my underwear, I got up and ran toward the wall and stay there, as he came towards me, his footsteps were making my pussy go tight, and I felt a twitch, when he was almost there near me, I untied the knot and the lehenga fell with a slouchy noise as he stopped walking! He’d thought he had seen the best of me but my best was the rear! He was just speechless, he came towards me and gently ran his hands over my ass, up the cord all over my oiled back and came close to me, picked up my hair and kissed my neck, I was twitching inside but I had to control it, he knelt down and put his face in front of me ass and started blowing air, hot air, I felt a jolt in me and I grasped my breast, he licked my ass slowly and softly, even the slightest of push from his tongue made my ass shake and wobble like a jelly, softer than jelly!!!

Like a villager, he spat on my underwear and spat until it was wet!!! He used his teeth to pull it all down and then used his fingers to remove it, I still stayed facing the wall as I was shy to stand in front of man other than my husband, but he stood and hugged me softly, I felt his cock near pressing hard against my ass, he held my shoulders and turned me towards him. He saw my entire package now, my soft milky breasts, my hard nipples and toned tummy, my curved large hips, my sweet pinkish pussy that was swollen and thicker than other women, my soft bright thighs that were toned and soft, my strong calf muscles and my angel feet. He said, “You are the most beautiful women ever, Hun” and started towards me, he stood in front of me tall and handsome, wheat skinned Greek god! I like a slutty whore held his boxers and pulled them in a flash!!! Bang!!! It was so cute!!