Dear Readers, Thank you again for your
continued support and encouragement. Looking at my mailbox, I could never dream that I would have
such a long list of admirers (and critics). I am much delighted to find quite a few overseas
readers, who do not originate from the Indian soil. I wish that the Indian background of the story
doesn't cause any problems for them for the visualization of the scenes, as I am not too sure how
successfully could I translate some of the key Indian terms to English. When I posted part-4, I
anticipated 10 days delay before posting part-5. Readers have accused me of being a teaser. They
say I am notorious for leaving the story in peak stress and promise to return within 10/15 days.
Let me thank you for your impatience, which was responsible for my completion of part-5 ahead of
the schedule that I anticipated. Are you happy ? If you are a new reader, please visit the author's
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--------------------------------Manly Massage : Part-5 -------------------------------------- While
Bachchu was removing my petticoat, I wanted to make the whole atmosphere so very natural that I
told him with a husky voice, "What's the point in being shy before you ?" as if to suggest that
Bachchu was so close to me. I tried to introduce some innocence in my words and it sounded so very
exciting in my own ears. Even two days before, could I ever believe that I would dare to lie down
completely naked in front of my boyservant ? What was unthinkable two days back, was a naked
reality today. I was not in a state to think of the shame and embarrassment which was so natural
for a lady, with no exception of myself. My mind just drove me wildly into a new state, where I
rather enjoyed and was excited by my own nudity in front of this young stud. Let him look at his
lady mistress. Let him be proud of his wonderful massaging power that could transform her lady
mistress into a state where she was burning with forbidden lust for him. Has any lady ever dared to
lie naked in front of her boyservant and passionately wish for a penetration ? Is it that I was the
first woman to do this daring act ? Possibly yes and I was feeling proud about it. It was this
sense of pride and my evergrowing excitement that took my shame completely away. I closed my eyes
and completely surrendered myself to this young masseur. His hands reached my ass cheeks.I am quite
fleshy down there and even a soft pressing of his fingers could penetrate quite deep into my flesh,
all the way upto my bones. He was using both his hands, in a rhythmic
way.''Ahhhhhhh......Mmmmmmmmmmmm.....Ahhhhhh.........'' were the utterings that I was unconsciously
making out of my mouth. OH ! It made me feel so...... good !!! As he pressed my buttocks, I could
feel more and more pressures on my bare cunt, which was clearly spoiling the bedsheet underneath.
Unknowingly, my fingers went there to touch my clitoris. "Do it nicely, everywhere" I said, without
clearly explaining the word "everywhere."I wasn't sure what message did the word carry to Bachchu.
I didn't dare to look at Bachchu's condition. I guessed that his erection would now be at its peak
and he must be close to reaching his orgasm. He might be desparately trying to close his floodgates
and prevent any embarrassment in front of me. Bachchu's oily palm slowly went upslope upto the
crest of my ass cheek and then travelled downslope. Just then, there was a ring in our telephone.
The cordless handset was within my easy access. ``Hello, is it Mrs. Bhattacharyya ? `` was the
question from a female voice. ``Yes, speaking'' I replied. Bachchu's palm was drying up as he had
to oil a large lump of flesh. ``Just hold the line please. Mr.Rajarshi Bhattacharyya is on the
line''. Bachchu put some fresh oil on his palm and continued massaging my buttocks. After a
momentary pause I could listen to Raja's voice. He just wanted to tell me that he had safely
reached his office in Delhi.In the meantime, Bachchu was kneading my oily buttocks from both the
sides. Before going off-hook, Raja asked ``Had your lunch ?'' ``Oh, not yet ! Aparna-di came to me
and I am late for everything.'' I replied. Raja was understandably in a hurry to finish the call.
It was a long-distance call after all and he must be busy with his meeting (or, the sweet-voiced
female operator ???) It was not possible for him to even wildly guess that I was getting a nude
massage from my boy servant and at that very moment, Bachchu's palm was deeply buried inside my ass
crack and was trying to locate my ass-hole. He carefully oiled me there too. I felt a bit of pain
in that soft, delicate area of my body. Along with the pain, there was so much of an illicit
pleasure in it ! His hand almost touched my pubic area, although he didn't exactly do it.
Thereafter, Bachchu started massaging the backside of my thighs. His fingers then rolled over to
the front side of these. He was still not tired, but continued to grow in strength I felt. He went
further on : my knees, my legs, my toes and even upto my toe nails. I just can't describe how
wonderfully he did. You have to imagine that. My entire body was shivering in pleasure - something
I had never experienced before. And where was my pain, because of which I had agreed to a massage
in the first place ? I tried to sense my backache, but believe it or not, I couldn't even feel a
trace of it. I suppose I had already crossed the point where I could tell him to stop for the day.
By then, my cunt was feeling restless to accept the strong manhood of my servant, which was harder
than a steel rod and was about to explode. I had fully revived my sexual passion and I was
desparately waiting for a hard rock like cock to penetrate me with a force. I felt that my heart
bit was going to cross all possible limits. After finishing my toes and the nails, Bachchu paused.
Both of us were speechless. There was an uneasy calmness, exactly the way it happens before a
storm. He hadn't yet massaged my dark hairy triangle and I was in no way prepared to leave that
out. Perhaps he too was eagerly waiting for a signal from me. He rubbed his palm again on my nude
body, this time moving up and sideways. His palm moved upto my thigh bone and his fingers rested on
my groin. Was he waiting for me to tell about further massage ? I touched his fingers and slightly
raised the left side of my body, leaning rightways. Still, I was a bit shy about exposing my dark
hairy pubic triangle before him. Instead, I dragged his and my hand together and rested them on my
bushes. That served two purposes. My hairy triangle was still hidden from his direct view and at
the same time, I was getting a manly touch close to my pleasure zone.

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 He must have sensed my
wetness there. He was looking so much excited. I sensed his body heat, which was melting more and
more cum within me. I turned my body sideways and gave the first frontal view of my naked body from
the front. My nipples were still very tight and erect and Bachchu was standing like a vessel
containing vigorously boiling water. Being so much excited, he must have forgot that his job was to
massage me and stopped moving his hand anywhere else. Also, how could he, because my left hand
gripped his palm tightly. I was dying to tell him that I needed a massage in my most sensitive
part, but what to tell ? I couldn't find a right Bengali term for that region which wouldn't sound
vulgar. I tried to use a childish word to pretend a kind of childish innocence in the whole
process. "Hissi-r jayga ar charpashe ektu kore dibina ?"(Won't you do it in and around my pee-hole
?) my tongue was drying up and my throbbing heart-bit was about to cause a heart-attack I felt.
With renewed encouragement, Bachchu pressed his palm around my pubic triangle in a bid to massage
there. His palm was getting thoroughly soaked with my cunt juice. Bachchu was standing quite close
to me now. I could now touch his manhood. I did. Was I touching a hot iron rod ? I couldn't feel
the direct heat, as his pyjama's fabric was protecting his cock. I unfastened its string as I
myself lay down on my back, parting my thighs wide apart. The sliding of his pyjama halted, as its
top front portion was unable to slide past his massive erection. I started laughing wildly out of
my own excitement as well as the big dirty fun that was involved with it. I gave his pyjama a small
jerk and then it fell down,exposing his massive erection. He wasn't wearing anything on the top and
so, this made him completely naked. I was amazed by the magnificence of his dark, strong, rustic
body of his. His cock head was pink and the overstretched skin on top of it was shining. I sensed
he was about to lose his erection because of his nervousness, inexperience and unpreparedness of
the situation.I touched him there, as his cock swelled up within seconds under my fist. His fingers
went into my cave. His index finger touched my clitoris and I moaned, almost reaching my orgasm. I
could smell my own juice and the drops that oozed out of of his cock into my palm. With the rustic
smell coming out of his naked body, the smell of olive oil from my own naked body and the combined
smell of our love juices made the entire environment so seductive !!! "You have to use this tool to
massage me there", I said, tapping his cock gently with my fingers. I was trying to suggest that I
could't wait any longer for a coital pleasure. Instead of telling that directly, I tried to behave
as if everything was a part of the massage and it's a part of the job that he had willlingly
volunteered. "Masima......sotyi bolchhen ?(Madam, is it true ?)" Bachchu was too excited to express
his feelings beyond this. At this point, I wish to draw an analogy with an approaching storm, as I
mentioned before. During the peak summer months in Bengal and in some parts of northern India ,
late in the afternoon, we find an accumulation of dark rain-bearing clouds in the sky. After a
lull, when a mild soothing breeze starts and the trees start dancing, you know that the storm is
about to start. The storm was approaching as Bachchu came on top of me. His cockhead was now
resting on my triangle. His body was shivering as he rubbed against my nudity. I grabbed his cock
again and moved his organ close to my opening. "Lower yourself here --ahhhh--- and press
..........." I felt the soothing breeze and the dancing of trees as his eager cockhead pierced my
wet opening. It was thoroughly wet to guide him deeper and deeper down, upto the end of the tunnel.
"Ahhhhhh.........Hhhhhhhh.....More......deeper.........deeper....ahhhhhhh" I cried out, as my
boyservant went further and further in. Where was the pain, that prevented me from coital relations
so long ? It was incredible. I revived my passion through an extremely forbidden relationship but
it was a naked truth. I was overjoyed. I wanted to cry out, "See Raja, look here, I can do it....".
But, it wasn't Raja. It was my twenty year old boyservant, with whom I have just started an illicit
relationship !!! "Now you can start the massage " I said in a naughty manner. I wanted to make the
boy understand that fucking is just a part of the massage. I could then feel the trees and the
leaves dancing. And there was a storm in no time, as he started the rhythm.
"Ooooohhhhh.....Bachchu. Harder !!! Faster !!! Do it,....., ahhhhhhh, ..." "Masima, ever since I
started working in your house, this was always my dirty wish.ahhhh... I --I never knew --- it would
be true some day....ahhhhhh..", he said while both of us were deep deep inside our coital pleasure.
There was a storm all around me. A storm that was threatening to blow everything up and it did. I
could hear the murmurs of the storm. Everything was deafening. The storm has to end soon. It did.
It ended in rains, as both of us reached our ultimate climax and my cunt got flooded with Bachchu's
love juice. I kissed this young boy before getting out of the bed. He was looking at me with
gratitude, as if to say that he had got the best possible reward for the wonderful massage that he
had offered to me. I went to the bathroom and closed the door. I turned the shower on and washed
myself all over. I wanted to express my joy. I was humming some tunes that came to me instantly. I
again felt horny to think that I have two and a half days more to go. So, when am I going to invite
my forbidden lover again ? What am I going to do at night ? Invite my servant to the bed which I
share with my husband. No,....no way......!! Then ? What am I going to do ? I must have him again -
that's what my body tried to say with a sense of determination. When ? Again in the afternoon ? I
just can't wait !!! I tried to impose a self-discipline on me. Not today anymore. Since everything
started with the massage, everything should be restricted to massage as well. So, tomorrow ?
Yes,... surely and then I would have one full day and night to ignite my passion more and more.
What happened next ? Let me tell in brief. * * * * * * * * * * Second day : Yes, we did it. We had
a massage (and fucking) session after Aparna-di left (her chat was as much boring as it was on the
previous day). Then, it was a wait for another day and night. * * * * * * * * * * Third day: We did
it again. Luckily, Aparna-di didn't spoil my morning. So, we had a much longer massage (and
fucking) session. Raja was supposed to return by the evening flight. How am I going to face him
after all that had happened ? Am I going to tell him everything ? How do I start ? I was getting
more and more tense as the time of his arrival approached. I was waiting alone in the balcony, as
his office car parked in front of our building. 

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