Erotic Massage to buxom wife Mansi

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Mansi by now had become very open toward Ashraful and his colleague Bashir. She had transformed from a high class housewife to a dirty and cheap whore. I often caught glimpses of her sucking Ashraful’s massive black cock in kitchen and near her servant room at nights.

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She was so open towards them that she stopped wearing any undergarments in house and would often roam around in low neck T-shirts and short skirts or pants. I was sure she was getting regular dose of Muslim fuck when I was busy earning money for our future.

One day I thought about trying some new things with Mansi. Without telling or asking her, I booked a holiday package for Mahabaleshwar, Maharashtra. It was 3 days holiday package and I wanted to take her away from Ashraful and Bashir and spend some time alone with her.

When I told her about it, she acted normally. As if she wasn’t much concerned about the holiday. Anyways, we took our flight to Mumbai and from there, we rented a car to drop us at Mahabaleshwar.

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Mahabaleshwar is as expected. Scenic hill station, lush green environment and utmost privacy when you wanted. We checked in one of the resorts that I had personally picked for our stay. It was a grand resort with our room opening towards the valley. Our room was in the corner most part of the resort, thus it was very private.

We freshened up and had our lunch. Mansi strolled in the front lawn as i went through various sale pamphlets left by the bellboy in our room. One of them contained information about Massage. This caught my attention.

I thought, why not try it?

I called the reception and asked for a Masseur. A girl responded saying Masseur would be available at nights or early morning. Which slot should she book for us.

I thought for a minute while looking at my carelessly strolling wife and told her to get one late tonight, mostly after 10pm. She confirmed the booking and I hung up.

Mansi might have seen me talking over the phone.

She came to me and asked,” What did you order, Honey?”

“Nothing”, I replied with a smile,” Just need a good massage, hence asked for a masseur later tonight”.

Mansi was delighted. She said she too wanted to get a massage as the flight and long car travel was too tiresome and her body was paining. I told her she could have one to.

So, evening passed and we had our dinner early. We went for some window shopping at local market hilltop and came back by 9:30pm.

Mansi was very relaxed. Maybe she was thinking about the massage.

At around 10pm, the bell rang. I got up and unlocked the door.

“Hello Sir, Reception lady told me to come here for massage”, The man said.

“Well yes, come in”, I responded.

He came in and introduced himself as David. He was a in his late 40s, stocky but muscular. He wore a while lungi and T-shirt and carried a bag, which had all the things he needed for massage.

Mansi was watching him with interest from a corner of the room as David laid a clean white sheet on the ground, put down some bottles of oil, few dry towels and napkins. 

He looked at me and asked,” Shall we start sir?”.

I nodded and stripped down to my undies. He asked me to lay down on the floor and started massaging. I was laid on my stomach and he started with my legs and thighs. Gradually he moved to my shoulders and arms. 

“Do you want me to massage your bums too?”, he asked.

His question was a bit shocking to me, but I wanted Mansi to see something new and maybe try it afterwards.

“Yes please, and also the waist”, I agreed.

He slowly slid down my undies and out of my legs. I was nude in front of a stranger. He caresses and massage my ass and waist. His hands were strong but comforting and he was applying the right pressure.

By now Mansi was very much excited. She was looking at how David was working on me with utmost eagerness. She was literally on the edge of her sofa seat. Dressed in a night gown, she looked stunning. I was sure she wasn’t wearing anything under it, as usual.

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David finished with my back and asked me to roll over. I did that and was on my back now, with my semi-erect cock towards him. I had not shaved for almost a month now and had some pubic hairs. I felt awkward about it. 

David continued and massaged my legs, thighs, chest, shoulders and arms. He even gave a good head massage. He did it for almost 15-20 minutes and came towards my waist.

“Do you want erotic massage or just general one?”, he asked looking at my waist and most probably my cock, which was still half erect.

“Go with complete erotic one”, I said and waited for him to do his magic on my cock too.

He nodded and took some oil from one of the bottles. It smelled nice. He applied it on my cock and balls and caressed it for 5-10 minutes. It was getting hot for me. He was literally tickling my balls. The excitement was unbearable for me. My cock was raging hard now.

He moved his hands to my cock, which was like a pole by now. Even though it was only 6 inches, it looked big with all the oil on it and was glistening red.