In the heart of the bustling city, there was a hidden gem, a sensual massage parlor that promised to soothe every tension and desire. The parlor was known for its talented masseuses, each one a unique gem with their own skills and techniques. Among them, one woman stood out, an exotic beauty with thick, black hair and an irresistible allure. Her name was Priya, a 28-year-old Indian babe with a back view that could make any man’s heart race.
One fateful evening, a weary businessman named Raj entered the parlor seeking relief from the stress of his day. As he waited in the dimly lit lobby, he couldn’t help but notice the picture of a stunning woman displayed on the wall. It was Priya, her luscious curves and inviting smile beckoning him to choose her. And choose her, he did.
Priya led Raj to a private room, her hips swaying seductively as she walked. Once inside, she closed the door and turned to face him, her eyes gleaming with mischief. She wore a sheer robe that left little to the imagination, teasing Raj with glimpses of her voluptuous figure.
“I’m here to relax,” Raj said, trying to keep his composure as his heart pounded in his chest.
“Of course, sir,” Priya replied, her voice like silk. “Let me help you undress and get comfortable.”
She approached him, her movements fluid and graceful. As she reached for the knot on his tie, her breasts brushed against his chest, igniting a spark of desire within him. He swallowed hard, unable to tear his gaze away from her.
Slowly, she undressed him, her fingers lingering on his skin as she revealed each inch of his body. Once he was naked, she gestured for him to lie down on the massage table. He obliged, his heart racing as he watched her prepare for the session.
Priya began by massaging his shoulders, her strong hands kneading away the tension in his muscles. She worked her way down his back, her touch becoming more sensual with each passing moment. He moaned softly as she reached his lower back, her fingers probing the curves of his ass.
Without warning, she slipped her hand between his cheeks, her fingers tracing circles around his tight hole. He gasped, his body tensing as she teased him. She chuckled softly, her breath warm against his ear.
“Relax, sir,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire. “Let me take care of you.”
She continued to massage his ass, her fingers slipping deeper with each stroke. He could feel himself growing hard, his cock throbbing with need. As if sensing his arousal, Priya began to massage his balls, her fingers rolling them gently in her palm.
He groaned, his hips bucking as she continued to tease him. He wanted her, needed her to touch him, to make him cum. But she was in control, and he was helpless to resist her.
Finally, she wrapped her hand around his cock, her grip firm and confident. She stroked him slowly, her thumb swirling over the tip of his dick. He moaned, his body trembling as she brought him closer and closer to the edge.
But just as he was about to cum, she stopped. He looked at her, his eyes pleading for release. She smiled, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
“Not yet, sir,” she whispered, her voice seductive. “I want to taste you first.”
She knelt between his legs, her eyes locked on his cock as she licked her lips. Slowly, she took him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head of his dick. He groaned, his fingers tangling in her hair as she sucked him deeper and deeper.
As she bobbed her head up and down, she reached between his legs to massage his balls. He moaned, his hips thrusting upward as she milked him for all he was worth. He could feel himself on the brink, his body tensing as he prepared to cum.
With one final stroke, he exploded, his hot cum spurting into her mouth. She moaned, her throat vibrating around his cock as she swallowed every drop.
As he lay there, spent and satisfied, Priya climbed onto the table and straddled his hips. She was naked now, her body glistening with sweat. He could see the moisture glistening on her pussy, her lips swollen and wet.
Without a word, she lowered herself onto his still-hard cock, her body enveloping him in a warm, wet embrace. He groaned, his fingers digging into her hips as she began to ride him.
She moved slowly at first, her body swaying with the rhythm of her movements. But as she picked up speed, she became more aggressive, her hips slapping against his as she fucked him hard.
He moaned, his balls tightening as he felt another orgasm building within him. He could tell she was close too, her moans becoming more frequent and urgent.
With one final, powerful thrust, they came together, their bodies shuddering with pleasure as they milked each other dry.
As they lay there, spent and satisfied, Priya looked into his eyes and smiled.
“I hope that helped you relax, sir,” she whispered.
He could only nod, his body still trembling with the aftershocks of their lovemaking.
Yes, he thought. Yes, it did.
