The Massage Leone Sunny Sweet Dreams : Ajeet worked as a business analyst for one of the country’s premier mortgage companies. His job was very stressful. He was directly under the company executives, and he often
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computer. One night, on his way home, he pulled into a little plaza to get some take-out food for dinner. He waited outside while it was being packed, taking in the fresh air that his
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lungs desperately needed after being in a stuffy office the whole day. While he was waiting, a woman came out of the eatery and sat on the other side of the bench he was on. Ajeet
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was captivated by her beautiful, brown eyes and long, silky hair. ‘How’s your night going?’ he asked the beautiful stranger. ‘Good. I’m just waiting for an order I placed
for lunch,’ said the woman. Ajeet laughed. ‘Lunch? It’s almost eight. I think you’re a little late for lunch!’ ‘Nope, I’m right on time. I work the late shift at the massage parlor a few
shops down,’ she said with a grin. Ajeet was a little shocked. He had never been to a massage parlor before but he pictured it as a seedy place with ‘dirty-looking girls’. Before
he could ask her more, a man from the restaurant came out and handed her a package of food. ‘Well, back to work. It was nice meeting
you. If you ever need to relieve some stress you know where to find me…’ she said in a flirty voice as she walked off. That night, Ajeet couldn’t get the mystery woman’s face out
of his head. She was like no one he had ever seen before, except the heroines in his favorite Bollywood films. He tried to imagine what she looked like under her uniform. He
woman all night, Ajeet pleasured himself before going to sleep. The following day at work he could barely get his thoughts straight. He was groggy from lack of sleep – his vivid
fantasies had kept him up nearly all night. He had a deadline approaching for an important report but she was all he could think about. That evening, he pulled into the parking lot of
the massage parlor. He sat in his car for nearly half an hour, trying to get the courage to walk in. His hand actually touched the car door a few times but his nerves got the better of
him. He finally started the car and droveway. When he walked into the massage parlor, a beautiful older woman greeted him at the reception and asked what type of massage he
was looking for. Ajeet had no idea what to say. He had never been to a massage parlor before and hadn’t even realized you could get different types of massages. He told the
receptionist he was looking for a particular woman to give him a massage. He didn’t know her name but could describe her. However, what he said was so vague that the receptionist
couldn't help. Many women fit that description, she told him. Let's courage was beginning to disappear. He told the woman he had made a mistake and turned around to leave.
he was walking out, a door opened from behind the reception. It was her. ‘Hey, I remember you…are you leaving?’ she asked. ‘No, no. Actually, I just got here. I was hoping to find you
but realized it was tough as I didn’t know your name,’ Ajeet said. ‘It’s Priya, and I just got back from my break
so if you’re ready, we can go in now,’ she told him with a sexy, welcoming smile. The room was small, with only a massage table and a few shelves full of candles, oils, and towels.
Priya pulled down a few towels and put on some relaxing music. She said she would be back in a few minutes and asked Ajeet to remove all of his clothing and lie down on the
table, and use the towel to cover himself from the waist down. ‘All my clothes? Even my underwear?’ asked Ajeet. Priya giggled and said, ‘Of course, silly,
haven’t you ever had a massage before?’ ‘Well, not really. I had someone rub my shoulders once but I was completely dressed…’ he replied. The two had a good laugh when he said
this, helping ease Ajeet’s nervousness. He began removing his clothes. His fingers trembled as he proceeded to unbutton his shirt. Looking around to check that he was alone, he
pulled down his pants. Ajeet had never been naked outside his home so removing his underwear made him terribly shy. He grabbed the towel and covered his manhood,
The room was very relaxing. Ajeet shut his eyes and submerged himself in the tranquil music and the warmth of the candles. As Priya began slowly pouring massage oil on Ajeet’s back,
its heat started making the blood rush through his body. He could feel Priya’s soft hands as she spread the oil around his neck and all over his back.
Her touch was both delicate and sure. Her strokes became more forceful as she worked the muscles in Ajeet’s shoulders, undoing all the knots. At that moment, all of his tension
dissolved and he forgot the stress of his job. Then Priya began massaging Ajeet’s thigh
s. With each firm squeeze, Ajeet’s body trembled in pleasure. Her sensual touch was so
exhilarating that he couldn’t help getting aroused. He began to worry that she would find out. ‘I don’t think I was able to fully ease out the tension in your neck. Do you mind if I get
on your back, so I can use all my strength to work it out?’ she asked. Nervously, Ajeet agreed. He was feeling both deeply relaxed and increasingly turned on. Priya climbed on to
the massages table, sitting on Ajeet’s buttocks with her legs on either side of him. She leaned forward and began to work her fingers deep into the tense muscles in his shoulders.
As she massaged him, Ajeet felt something on his back. It was a warm, tickling sensation that was pleasurable, but he couldn’t figure out what it was. He was too relaxed to ask so
he just lay there enjoying her work. Priya finally asked him to turn over so she could work on his chest. Let's heart stopped. He was still fully erect and knew there would be no hiding
it if he turned around. ‘You know, I think we’re good. I feel totally relaxed. This is the first time I have had a massage so I think I better take it a little easy,’ he told her. Priya was
confused. ‘But we’re not done, it’s important to work out the muscles in your chest. Am I not doing a good job?’ Now Ajeet felt bad – he didn’t want her to think he was stopping
because she was below par. ‘It’s not that at all, I’m just a little embarrassed to say why,’ Ajeet said shyly. ‘What is it? You don’t have to feel embarrassed with me. I’m a
professional. But not only that…I…I like you,’ she replied. He hesitated at first but then rolled over. As Ajeet turned around, he realized that the sensation he had felt on his back
were Priya’s breasts rubbing against him? She had been massaging him completely naked. This made him even harder. Even with the towel covering his waist it was very apparent
that he was aroused. He lay there awkwardly, waiting to see her reaction. Priya just smiled. ‘Is that all? It’s completely natural for that to happen during massages,’ she told him in a
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soft voice. ‘Please don’t feel embarrassed.’ She had a way of making him feel very comfortable. Ajeet closed his eyes and gave in, waiting for Priya to continue her magic.
As the sticky massage oil dripped on his chest, Ajeet’s breathing became very deep. He could feel his heartbeat slowing down as she slathered the oil on to his smooth chest. Every
Priya’s beautiful, big, bare breasts were swaying from side to side as she tirelessly massaged his chest. Her skin was glowing from the sweat of her exertions. Their eyes
connected, and it felt like they were both in another world in another time. He knew that she also felt the same way. As they stared into each other’s eyes Priya started to work for
her hands down Ajeet’s chest to his stomach and his sides. With each rub of her hands, he became more fixated on her firm, young body and her hands, which were now so near his
manhood. Priya grabbed the edge of the towel and slowly started to remove it. The warm air that hit his manhood felt exhilarating. He was achingly hard now. His body filled with
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moving between her big breasts down to her stomach. She gasped as he touched her breasts, tracing out their roundness, cupping and squeezing them. Without saying a word,
Priya positioned herself right over Ajeet’s firm manhood. He could feel the warmth of her flesh as she lowered herself on to him. Priya began moving her body in slow, circular
motion. She was moaning loudly now, overcome with pleasure. The sensual rhythm of their bodies grew faster and faster. Ajeet gripped Priya’s thighs tightly and began thrusting
himself against her. With each powerful thrust, they inched closer to climax. As the two reached the final throes of their passion, Ajeet lay there with his heart racing. He could not
back would take the fire out of his memory. On occasion, he would spot Priya outside the restaurant they had first met while waiting for food. They would chat and catch up on life.
The sexual encounter they had shared had created a friendship between the two.ometimes the thing you needed the most in life was the very thing you never would have guessed.
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