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" CRAVING KIN: A SULTRY FAMILY AFFAIRS
In the heart of Chennai, nestled among whispering coconut groves and kissed by the salty breeze of the Bay of Bengal, stood the Rajagopal Mansion—a majestic, century-old bungalow draped in history and mystery. Its teakwood pillars, intricately carved with motifs of jasmine and peacocks, gleamed under the golden Tamil sun, while its sprawling verandas and latticed windows held secrets as old as the family that called it home. " The Rajagopal's Villa" —Shyamala, Dinakaran, their three daughters, and their son—were the epitome of elegance and tradition, yet beneath their polished exterior simmered desires that threatened to unravel their legacy.
Shyamala, 48, was the radiant queen of the mansion, her wheatish skin glowing like polished amber under the chandeliers. Her voluptuous curves, wrapped in a crimson Kanjivaram saree that clung to her hourglass form, exuded a magnetic allure that belied her maternal warmth. Her lustrous raven hair, pinned in an elegant chignon, cascaded in soft tendrils, framing almond-shaped eyes that sparkled with wisdom and a dangerous, unspoken sensuality. As the family’s emotional anchor, she orchestrated the household with grace, but her heart raced with secrets she dared not voice—secrets that stirred whenever she caught the gaze of her son, Sudhip, across the candlelit dining hall.
Banumathi, 28, the divorced elder daughter, was a vision of modern rebellion cloaked in sophistication. Her toned physique, sculpted by discipline, was accentuated by a sleek navy pantsuit that hugged her curves, her high cheekbones and hazel eyes radiating defiance and vulnerability. Her glossy chestnut hair fell in waves, catching the light as she moved with the confidence of an MNC executive. Yet, returning to the mansion for a family reunion, she felt the weight of old letters she’d found in the attic—letters hinting at forbidden liaisons between past generations, stirring her own suppressed desires toward a family member she couldn’t name.
Devasena, 25, was a dazzling firecracker, her lithe frame draped in a chic lehenga that shimmered with gold embroidery, accentuating her slender waist and sparkling eyes. Her silky jet-black hair swayed like a dancer’s veil, and her radiant smile lit up the mansion’s corridors. A rising star in her MNC, Devasena’s playful charm masked a restless heart, one that fluttered dangerously during late-night conversations with her brother, Sudhip, whose chiseled presence seemed to awaken something reckless within her.
Ananya, the 20-year-old youngest, was a burst of youthful enchantment, her slender curves showcased in a vibrant anarkali that swirled with every step. Her bouncy curls framed a face of innocent beauty, her luminous eyes brimming with dreams and a hint of mischief. A BBA student, she flitted through the mansion like a breeze, but her discovery of a hidden diary in the library—filled with cryptic confessions of love—ignited a curiosity that drew her closer to the family’s unspoken tensions, especially toward Banumathi’s enigmatic allure.
Dinakaran, 53, was the family’s stoic patriarch, a petrochemical engineer whose sharp intellect and quiet authority held the family together. Often away in the Middle East, his rare returns brought stability but also an air of detachment, his weathered features softened only by the stories he shared under the mansion’s ancient banyan tree. Unaware of the undercurrents swirling around him, he remained the steady anchor, blind to the secrets threatening to surface.
Sudhip Kumar, 21, was the mansion’s undeniable heartthrob, a gym-sculpted Adonis whose rippling muscles and broad shoulders made him a living sculpture. His dense, tousled hair and chiseled jawline framed piercing eyes that burned with ambition and a raw, magnetic charm. An engineering prodigy, Sudhip’s disciplined focus in college was matched only by his ability to command attention, his every move radiating a potent allure that stirred forbidden thoughts in the women of the mansion, particularly his mother, Shyamala, whose gaze lingered too long on his powerful frame.
In the heart of Chennai, nestled among whispering coconut groves and kissed by the salty breeze of the Bay of Bengal, stood the Rajagopal Mansion—a majestic, century-old bungalow draped in history and mystery. Its teakwood pillars, intricately carved with motifs of jasmine and peacocks, gleamed under the golden Tamil sun, while its sprawling verandas and latticed windows held secrets as old as the family that called it home. " The Rajagopal's Villa" —Shyamala, Dinakaran, their three daughters, and their son—were the epitome of elegance and tradition, yet beneath their polished exterior simmered desires that threatened to unravel their legacy.
Shyamala, 48, was the radiant queen of the mansion, her wheatish skin glowing like polished amber under the chandeliers. Her voluptuous curves, wrapped in a crimson Kanjivaram saree that clung to her hourglass form, exuded a magnetic allure that belied her maternal warmth. Her lustrous raven hair, pinned in an elegant chignon, cascaded in soft tendrils, framing almond-shaped eyes that sparkled with wisdom and a dangerous, unspoken sensuality. As the family’s emotional anchor, she orchestrated the household with grace, but her heart raced with secrets she dared not voice—secrets that stirred whenever she caught the gaze of her son, Sudhip, across the candlelit dining hall.
Banumathi, 28, the divorced elder daughter, was a vision of modern rebellion cloaked in sophistication. Her toned physique, sculpted by discipline, was accentuated by a sleek navy pantsuit that hugged her curves, her high cheekbones and hazel eyes radiating defiance and vulnerability. Her glossy chestnut hair fell in waves, catching the light as she moved with the confidence of an MNC executive. Yet, returning to the mansion for a family reunion, she felt the weight of old letters she’d found in the attic—letters hinting at forbidden liaisons between past generations, stirring her own suppressed desires toward a family member she couldn’t name.
Devasena, 25, was a dazzling firecracker, her lithe frame draped in a chic lehenga that shimmered with gold embroidery, accentuating her slender waist and sparkling eyes. Her silky jet-black hair swayed like a dancer’s veil, and her radiant smile lit up the mansion’s corridors. A rising star in her MNC, Devasena’s playful charm masked a restless heart, one that fluttered dangerously during late-night conversations with her brother, Sudhip, whose chiseled presence seemed to awaken something reckless within her.
Ananya, the 20-year-old youngest, was a burst of youthful enchantment, her slender curves showcased in a vibrant anarkali that swirled with every step. Her bouncy curls framed a face of innocent beauty, her luminous eyes brimming with dreams and a hint of mischief. A BBA student, she flitted through the mansion like a breeze, but her discovery of a hidden diary in the library—filled with cryptic confessions of love—ignited a curiosity that drew her closer to the family’s unspoken tensions, especially toward Banumathi’s enigmatic allure.
Dinakaran, 53, was the family’s stoic patriarch, a petrochemical engineer whose sharp intellect and quiet authority held the family together. Often away in the Middle East, his rare returns brought stability but also an air of detachment, his weathered features softened only by the stories he shared under the mansion’s ancient banyan tree. Unaware of the undercurrents swirling around him, he remained the steady anchor, blind to the secrets threatening to surface.
Sudhip Kumar, 21, was the mansion’s undeniable heartthrob, a gym-sculpted Adonis whose rippling muscles and broad shoulders made him a living sculpture. His dense, tousled hair and chiseled jawline framed piercing eyes that burned with ambition and a raw, magnetic charm. An engineering prodigy, Sudhip’s disciplined focus in college was matched only by his ability to command attention, his every move radiating a potent allure that stirred forbidden thoughts in the women of the mansion, particularly his mother, Shyamala, whose gaze lingered too long on his powerful frame.
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CHAPTER NO: ONE.
I am Shyamala, a 48-year-old housewife, married to Dinakaran, a successful businessman who's often away on long trips to the Middle East for his petrochemical projects. Our family is close-knit and vibrant, living in a spacious home in Chennai where I manage everything with love and care. My days are filled with cooking elaborate meals, overseeing household chores, and nurturing my children through their daily lives. I've always been the emotional anchor, blending my graceful sophistication with a deep, maternal warmth—my voluptuous form accentuated by flowing sarees that cling to my curves, my lustrous dark hair in elegant updos, and my almond-shaped eyes holding a captivating depth that reflects both wisdom and subtle allure.
Dinakaran, at 53, is the steadfast pillar of our family, commanding respect with his seasoned demeanor and sharp business acumen. When he's home, he balances his demanding career with quality time—helping with decisions, sharing stories from his travels, and ensuring our stability. But his frequent absences mean I handle most parenting alone, from school runs to emotional support, drawing on my inner strength to keep our home harmonious.
Our elder daughter, Banumathi, 28, is divorced and works in a high-powered MNC. She's a vision of modern empowerment, with her toned physique in tailored suits, high cheekbones, and expressive hazel eyes. Divorced yet resilient, she lives independently in the city, visiting often to share her career triumphs and seek my comfort food and advice on life. Her presence brings a blend of strength and vulnerability to our family gatherings.
Devasena, 25, our middle daughter, also thrives in an MNC, her lithe figure in trendy outfits reflecting her ambitious spirit. With silky hair and sparkling eyes, she navigates corporate life with flair, calling daily to update on her projects and romances, often dropping by for weekend brunches where we bond over laughter and plans.
Our youngest, Ananya, 20, studies BBA nearby, her slender curves and bouncy curls embodying youthful charm. She lives at home, balancing classes with internships, organizing family game nights, and confiding in me about her dreams and crushes, keeping our home lively.
Our son, Sudhip Kumar, 21, pursuing engineering, has always been my pride—smart, top-ranked, and a gym-honed hunk with rippling muscles and a chiseled jaw. He lives at home, commuting to college, helping with errands and sharing close moments with me.
When first time I stood nude in front of my hubby Dinakaran, Dinakaran told me “Hey your face looks very homely, innocent, cute and romantic, whereas your body structure looks like a top foreign porn model with firm erected round boobs without any sag and hourglass shape hips and well-shaped buttocks”.
I consider that as my highest and genuine compliment describing my beauty. You can imagine me equal to a woman whom you consider so beautiful. I am a strict yet loving mother, and I have a son Sudhip Kumar. My husband and I live in Chennai.
After my own studies, I got married to Dinakaran who works as a petrochemical engineer in Chennai. I stayed home to raise our family. I started living a happy and romantic life with my husband. Dinakaran got a project assignment from his office where he has to go to middle-east to work in the oil field for next 1 year.
Unfortunately, he cannot take me with him because of the logistics issue. Therefore, my husband and I decided that he will go alone, whereas I will stay here in Chennai, and our son will continue living with me for company and safety. Our son had just completed his earlier studies and is now in engineering.
He is now 21 years old. We decided he would continue his engineering in Chennai so that he can study here and stay with me. It will also help him stay focused. Everyone was happy with this decision.
To tell about my son Sudhip Kumar, he is a very smart and intelligent person and very good in his studies. He never slipped the first rank in his studies. Though he is in engineering, he looks like a well grown up young adult with well-toned muscles, strong arms, dense hairs and strong body.
He looks very smart in a way that girls will be attracted to him. Since my husband and I are strict in bringing up our kids, no surprise our daughters did well and similarly with our son.
Sudhip continued living with me and we both started our routine in the rented apartment. As usual, he did well in his studies even in Chennai, but he could not get the first rank here in the competition, but he was consistent with his third rank. We did not bother much and thought he will pick up soon.
His top-class academic performance made me proud of him. At one instance, I thought to gift him something special and I got him a brand new advanced smartphone. I gifted this despite my husband's warning stating that it is not a good idea to give him smartphone while studying as it will bring unnecessary diversion in his studies.
I just ignored the request and took it casually. Despite the warnings, I presented the phone to him.
Immediately after a couple of months, I noticed his academic performance came down drastically and he slipped from rank 3 to 7/8 in class. I was shocked to see this. I also noticed that he was not spending time with books as he did passionately in past. He spent a lot of time smiling and fondling his phone.
I being fed-up with his academic performance and his distraction on phone, one day I casually took his phone to check his activity while he was away to a local shop. I unlocked the phone with my fingerprint (as I registered my fingerprint when purchased the phone before gifting to him, which he is not aware of).
I am Shyamala, a 48-year-old housewife, married to Dinakaran, a successful businessman who's often away on long trips to the Middle East for his petrochemical projects. Our family is close-knit and vibrant, living in a spacious home in Chennai where I manage everything with love and care. My days are filled with cooking elaborate meals, overseeing household chores, and nurturing my children through their daily lives. I've always been the emotional anchor, blending my graceful sophistication with a deep, maternal warmth—my voluptuous form accentuated by flowing sarees that cling to my curves, my lustrous dark hair in elegant updos, and my almond-shaped eyes holding a captivating depth that reflects both wisdom and subtle allure.
Dinakaran, at 53, is the steadfast pillar of our family, commanding respect with his seasoned demeanor and sharp business acumen. When he's home, he balances his demanding career with quality time—helping with decisions, sharing stories from his travels, and ensuring our stability. But his frequent absences mean I handle most parenting alone, from school runs to emotional support, drawing on my inner strength to keep our home harmonious.
Our elder daughter, Banumathi, 28, is divorced and works in a high-powered MNC. She's a vision of modern empowerment, with her toned physique in tailored suits, high cheekbones, and expressive hazel eyes. Divorced yet resilient, she lives independently in the city, visiting often to share her career triumphs and seek my comfort food and advice on life. Her presence brings a blend of strength and vulnerability to our family gatherings.
Devasena, 25, our middle daughter, also thrives in an MNC, her lithe figure in trendy outfits reflecting her ambitious spirit. With silky hair and sparkling eyes, she navigates corporate life with flair, calling daily to update on her projects and romances, often dropping by for weekend brunches where we bond over laughter and plans.
Our youngest, Ananya, 20, studies BBA nearby, her slender curves and bouncy curls embodying youthful charm. She lives at home, balancing classes with internships, organizing family game nights, and confiding in me about her dreams and crushes, keeping our home lively.
Our son, Sudhip Kumar, 21, pursuing engineering, has always been my pride—smart, top-ranked, and a gym-honed hunk with rippling muscles and a chiseled jaw. He lives at home, commuting to college, helping with errands and sharing close moments with me.
When first time I stood nude in front of my hubby Dinakaran, Dinakaran told me “Hey your face looks very homely, innocent, cute and romantic, whereas your body structure looks like a top foreign porn model with firm erected round boobs without any sag and hourglass shape hips and well-shaped buttocks”.
I consider that as my highest and genuine compliment describing my beauty. You can imagine me equal to a woman whom you consider so beautiful. I am a strict yet loving mother, and I have a son Sudhip Kumar. My husband and I live in Chennai.
After my own studies, I got married to Dinakaran who works as a petrochemical engineer in Chennai. I stayed home to raise our family. I started living a happy and romantic life with my husband. Dinakaran got a project assignment from his office where he has to go to middle-east to work in the oil field for next 1 year.
Unfortunately, he cannot take me with him because of the logistics issue. Therefore, my husband and I decided that he will go alone, whereas I will stay here in Chennai, and our son will continue living with me for company and safety. Our son had just completed his earlier studies and is now in engineering.
He is now 21 years old. We decided he would continue his engineering in Chennai so that he can study here and stay with me. It will also help him stay focused. Everyone was happy with this decision.
To tell about my son Sudhip Kumar, he is a very smart and intelligent person and very good in his studies. He never slipped the first rank in his studies. Though he is in engineering, he looks like a well grown up young adult with well-toned muscles, strong arms, dense hairs and strong body.
He looks very smart in a way that girls will be attracted to him. Since my husband and I are strict in bringing up our kids, no surprise our daughters did well and similarly with our son.
Sudhip continued living with me and we both started our routine in the rented apartment. As usual, he did well in his studies even in Chennai, but he could not get the first rank here in the competition, but he was consistent with his third rank. We did not bother much and thought he will pick up soon.
His top-class academic performance made me proud of him. At one instance, I thought to gift him something special and I got him a brand new advanced smartphone. I gifted this despite my husband's warning stating that it is not a good idea to give him smartphone while studying as it will bring unnecessary diversion in his studies.
I just ignored the request and took it casually. Despite the warnings, I presented the phone to him.
Immediately after a couple of months, I noticed his academic performance came down drastically and he slipped from rank 3 to 7/8 in class. I was shocked to see this. I also noticed that he was not spending time with books as he did passionately in past. He spent a lot of time smiling and fondling his phone.
I being fed-up with his academic performance and his distraction on phone, one day I casually took his phone to check his activity while he was away to a local shop. I unlocked the phone with my fingerprint (as I registered my fingerprint when purchased the phone before gifting to him, which he is not aware of).
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I was very shocked to see the porn content all over the phone. A lot of porn apps and history of watching lots of porn videos and porn stories. I was terribly shocked to discover the extent of daily hours he spent on these by looking at history. I felt very bad about ignoring my husband's advice.
I casually opened his WhatsApp and felt in ultimate shock of my life. I shockingly sat down on the sofa and started crying. Yes, I was shocked to see that he got a group of four friends in a WhatsApp group. WhatsApp conversations for last several months discussing girls, porn, sharing pics, videos etc.
Total conversation thread was about sex, sex, and only sex. Ultimate shock for me in that conversation is that they have recently started planning for real fun with a prostitute.
I saw threads of conversations regarding their plan to go to a prostitute, they even discussed the rate and the girl and after tons of discussions, they abandoned that plan as it is not feasible to collect 7000 per head for their attempt to enjoy with a prostitute.
However, without giving up their plan for enjoyment, they started to explore the other low-cost possibilities and nailed down to go to massage-center and get a massage from a girl with a happy ending. (Even at that time when I read the message, I was not aware of the meaning of happy ending, but I would guess that it is something definitely bad).
They decided to pool 3000 each for this enjoyment and go to massage-center on a specific day. When I checked the date of their plan, it is 3 days from current date. Now I could correlate the latest 3500 rupees that he got from me recently for some academic stuff. Definitely, he got this amount to go for the massage.
I started crying reading all this and I felt too guilty to ruin a wonderful, intelligent and my smart son. He was not of this kind until he had mobile. I felt so guilty and started crying with full of tears.
I was terribly broken and crying sitting on my bed, meanwhile my son came back home and calling for me he entered in my bedroom and noticed me sitting on the sofa with his mobile and crying. He got shocked to see me crying and further double shocked that I am holding his mobile unlocked.
I immediately sensed shiver with him and he came to me and weakly asked “Amma (mom) what happened? Why are you crying?”
I, with my broken/crying voice “Sudhip? How much have I trusted you and presented this mobile to you despite your father's warning? You completely breached my trust and doing nasty things and you got ruined to an extent to cheat me, get money to go for sex/massage with a girl?” I asked him with frustration, anger, and disappointment.
Sudhip was immensely tensed, as he was caught red-handed. His voice started broken and he just started looking at the floor and said “I am sorry Amma, please forgive me and I beg you to not tell to Appa (dad) and sisters”
I harshly replied to him “How can I tell them that you did this? They will blame me for giving you phone despite the warning.” I answered desperately
My anger and tension have not come down, I started scolding him a lot for few minutes, he was quietly standing his hands folded like school student listening to my scolding bending his heads without the courage to look at my eyes, and tears are rolling on his eyes. I felt pity for him seeing his tears.
I convinced myself; “See it is his age problem. I should have been careful in not giving access to mobile. I did that mistake and no point in scolding him now. Moreover, he is grown up adult. There is no point scolding him nonstop. It may hurt him. He needs friendly advice to bring him out of this mess”
I calmed down and softened my voice and said “Sudhip, please stop this nonsense. This is not appropriate for this age. If you lose focus now you cannot succeed in your career. If you succeed, you will get a beautiful girl for marriage”.
I advised him a lot and you can fill in the content of advice here that one will give to such person. He listened to them without showing any acknowledgment or agreement to my advice. I asked him to respond to the group saying that he will not come for the massage, as his mother is unwell.
With literal disappointment on his face, he took the phone and responded to the WhatsApp group with the message that I asked to send. I could see more tears in his eyes when he typed the response. I sensed that he is highly disappointed with the flop of his plan. I asked him to give the money back to me.
He took the money and gave back to me with a height of disappointment. One consoling thing over all this discussion is that Sudhip has not argued supporting his stand, as usual, some bad kids do when they get caught red-handed.
I felt high pressure on myself that just stopping him at this moment from going to massage-center or prostitute is not sufficient. I need to recover him back to the old state or academically excellent student. The only way to do this is to be friendly with him and with proper guidance and advice to slowly bring him back to the normal track.
To compensate his disappointment with massage plan drop, I thought to keep him happy in other possible ways and bring diversion in his thoughts. I took him to restaurants and got him the food he likes well. Took him to temple, and took him to the movie theatre for his favorite hero movie.
I casually opened his WhatsApp and felt in ultimate shock of my life. I shockingly sat down on the sofa and started crying. Yes, I was shocked to see that he got a group of four friends in a WhatsApp group. WhatsApp conversations for last several months discussing girls, porn, sharing pics, videos etc.
Total conversation thread was about sex, sex, and only sex. Ultimate shock for me in that conversation is that they have recently started planning for real fun with a prostitute.
I saw threads of conversations regarding their plan to go to a prostitute, they even discussed the rate and the girl and after tons of discussions, they abandoned that plan as it is not feasible to collect 7000 per head for their attempt to enjoy with a prostitute.
However, without giving up their plan for enjoyment, they started to explore the other low-cost possibilities and nailed down to go to massage-center and get a massage from a girl with a happy ending. (Even at that time when I read the message, I was not aware of the meaning of happy ending, but I would guess that it is something definitely bad).
They decided to pool 3000 each for this enjoyment and go to massage-center on a specific day. When I checked the date of their plan, it is 3 days from current date. Now I could correlate the latest 3500 rupees that he got from me recently for some academic stuff. Definitely, he got this amount to go for the massage.
I started crying reading all this and I felt too guilty to ruin a wonderful, intelligent and my smart son. He was not of this kind until he had mobile. I felt so guilty and started crying with full of tears.
I was terribly broken and crying sitting on my bed, meanwhile my son came back home and calling for me he entered in my bedroom and noticed me sitting on the sofa with his mobile and crying. He got shocked to see me crying and further double shocked that I am holding his mobile unlocked.
I immediately sensed shiver with him and he came to me and weakly asked “Amma (mom) what happened? Why are you crying?”
I, with my broken/crying voice “Sudhip? How much have I trusted you and presented this mobile to you despite your father's warning? You completely breached my trust and doing nasty things and you got ruined to an extent to cheat me, get money to go for sex/massage with a girl?” I asked him with frustration, anger, and disappointment.
Sudhip was immensely tensed, as he was caught red-handed. His voice started broken and he just started looking at the floor and said “I am sorry Amma, please forgive me and I beg you to not tell to Appa (dad) and sisters”
I harshly replied to him “How can I tell them that you did this? They will blame me for giving you phone despite the warning.” I answered desperately
My anger and tension have not come down, I started scolding him a lot for few minutes, he was quietly standing his hands folded like school student listening to my scolding bending his heads without the courage to look at my eyes, and tears are rolling on his eyes. I felt pity for him seeing his tears.
I convinced myself; “See it is his age problem. I should have been careful in not giving access to mobile. I did that mistake and no point in scolding him now. Moreover, he is grown up adult. There is no point scolding him nonstop. It may hurt him. He needs friendly advice to bring him out of this mess”
I calmed down and softened my voice and said “Sudhip, please stop this nonsense. This is not appropriate for this age. If you lose focus now you cannot succeed in your career. If you succeed, you will get a beautiful girl for marriage”.
I advised him a lot and you can fill in the content of advice here that one will give to such person. He listened to them without showing any acknowledgment or agreement to my advice. I asked him to respond to the group saying that he will not come for the massage, as his mother is unwell.
With literal disappointment on his face, he took the phone and responded to the WhatsApp group with the message that I asked to send. I could see more tears in his eyes when he typed the response. I sensed that he is highly disappointed with the flop of his plan. I asked him to give the money back to me.
He took the money and gave back to me with a height of disappointment. One consoling thing over all this discussion is that Sudhip has not argued supporting his stand, as usual, some bad kids do when they get caught red-handed.
I felt high pressure on myself that just stopping him at this moment from going to massage-center or prostitute is not sufficient. I need to recover him back to the old state or academically excellent student. The only way to do this is to be friendly with him and with proper guidance and advice to slowly bring him back to the normal track.
To compensate his disappointment with massage plan drop, I thought to keep him happy in other possible ways and bring diversion in his thoughts. I took him to restaurants and got him the food he likes well. Took him to temple, and took him to the movie theatre for his favorite hero movie.
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I cooked special food and sweets in the home that he will like. In addition, I felt that he should not feel that his mother is maintaining distance after I discover about his lust for girls. So I tried to physically close (not in a bad way), by just patting his shoulders, sitting closer to him etc.
However, I have not noticed any happiness on his face in all of these. He appeared so dull and silent. He completely reduced talking to me. He just responded plainly in one or two words for any questions to him.
I seriously worried about his attitude and started worrying whether if he is going through any depression or any physiological problems. I was in a helpless situation that I could not take this issue to my husband or our daughters. Moreover shaming him by taking this issue to them will not help anyway.
Days passed like this. It was the day he planned for the fun. They had planned for the fun at 11 AM for fun in massage-center. It was already 10.50 AM. I was sitting opposite to him in the sofa and watching at him. His eyes are with full of empty feeling and looking at ceiling and time to time looking at clock. I believe he is thinking about the planned event and worrying that he missing the fun.
I just walked from opposite sofa, sat next to him, and said in a soft voice “Sudhip? Are you angry with me?” He turned his face away without answering anything, which is a clear hint that he is angry.
I continued “Sudhip, please raa. I am feeling bad seeing you like this. You are not normal. I tried a lot to keep you happy and bring diversion by doing all the things that could make you happy. I took you to cinema, beach, cooked you your favorite sweets and food, but it is very unfortunate that nothing is making you happy and you almost stopped talking to me. I am highly worried ra”
My soft caring request made him broke and he started crying and whispering slowly, turning face away I touched his shoulders to console him and he politely pushed my hands away and said “Amma, please. Don’t even I have the right to cry? Crying is not a bad thing like going to massage-center. Please let me do this at least”.
I really felt bad with this conversation. In past, he is such a respectful son, never be harsh like this. It clearly indicated that he has abandoned the message-center trip because that he was caught. He has not whole-heartedly dropped the massage-center plan realizing his mistake.
His mind is still filled with lust and dirt like an addicted kid. By looking at his childish adamant nature, it reminded me how he was angry for not giving him cookies when he was a young kid. I looked at him helplessly.
Helplessly I watched him without any choice of words to speak to him, as he is slightly harsh and frustrated. My mind started thinking deeply about the situation and started thinking about how can I bring him back to normal.
After series of plans, thoughts, and confusion, my mind decided on something, where I need to make some compromises to compensate my mistake of ruining his life by giving a smartphone to him. After I made the decisions inside me, I started slowly speaking to him.
Me to Sudhip: “Sudhip, please turn to me I want to speak to you.” He did not turn his face to me, he still looking another side of the wall.
I started speaking to him without waiting for him to turn towards me “Sudhip, I as a responsible mother I thought to bring you back from bad track to good track. I did my best to advise you and be friendly and tried all my ways to correct you by bringing good diversion, but nothing is bringing back you to normal. It seems you have not whole-heartedly gave up the massage plan. It seems you are deeply addicted to your plan and showing your disappointment and frustration for missing it. If you are not going to change by yourself realizing the mistake, it will be impossible for me to rectify you. You have completely lost focus in studies. Please be open and tell me what will make you become normal like earlier?
His face stiffness bit loosen as I begged him helplessly. However, he remained silent and not spoke any word.
I continued, “Sudhip, I’ve made a decision to make you happy” and stopped.
Sudhip turned towards me for the first time after a long conversation and asked me “What is that?”
I responded, “Yes Sudhip, I can’t see you suffering like this. I am just thinking to let you go and enjoy your desire and wishes and come back to normal stage”
However, I have not noticed any happiness on his face in all of these. He appeared so dull and silent. He completely reduced talking to me. He just responded plainly in one or two words for any questions to him.
I seriously worried about his attitude and started worrying whether if he is going through any depression or any physiological problems. I was in a helpless situation that I could not take this issue to my husband or our daughters. Moreover shaming him by taking this issue to them will not help anyway.
Days passed like this. It was the day he planned for the fun. They had planned for the fun at 11 AM for fun in massage-center. It was already 10.50 AM. I was sitting opposite to him in the sofa and watching at him. His eyes are with full of empty feeling and looking at ceiling and time to time looking at clock. I believe he is thinking about the planned event and worrying that he missing the fun.
I just walked from opposite sofa, sat next to him, and said in a soft voice “Sudhip? Are you angry with me?” He turned his face away without answering anything, which is a clear hint that he is angry.
I continued “Sudhip, please raa. I am feeling bad seeing you like this. You are not normal. I tried a lot to keep you happy and bring diversion by doing all the things that could make you happy. I took you to cinema, beach, cooked you your favorite sweets and food, but it is very unfortunate that nothing is making you happy and you almost stopped talking to me. I am highly worried ra”
My soft caring request made him broke and he started crying and whispering slowly, turning face away I touched his shoulders to console him and he politely pushed my hands away and said “Amma, please. Don’t even I have the right to cry? Crying is not a bad thing like going to massage-center. Please let me do this at least”.
I really felt bad with this conversation. In past, he is such a respectful son, never be harsh like this. It clearly indicated that he has abandoned the message-center trip because that he was caught. He has not whole-heartedly dropped the massage-center plan realizing his mistake.
His mind is still filled with lust and dirt like an addicted kid. By looking at his childish adamant nature, it reminded me how he was angry for not giving him cookies when he was a young kid. I looked at him helplessly.
Helplessly I watched him without any choice of words to speak to him, as he is slightly harsh and frustrated. My mind started thinking deeply about the situation and started thinking about how can I bring him back to normal.
After series of plans, thoughts, and confusion, my mind decided on something, where I need to make some compromises to compensate my mistake of ruining his life by giving a smartphone to him. After I made the decisions inside me, I started slowly speaking to him.
Me to Sudhip: “Sudhip, please turn to me I want to speak to you.” He did not turn his face to me, he still looking another side of the wall.
I started speaking to him without waiting for him to turn towards me “Sudhip, I as a responsible mother I thought to bring you back from bad track to good track. I did my best to advise you and be friendly and tried all my ways to correct you by bringing good diversion, but nothing is bringing back you to normal. It seems you have not whole-heartedly gave up the massage plan. It seems you are deeply addicted to your plan and showing your disappointment and frustration for missing it. If you are not going to change by yourself realizing the mistake, it will be impossible for me to rectify you. You have completely lost focus in studies. Please be open and tell me what will make you become normal like earlier?
His face stiffness bit loosen as I begged him helplessly. However, he remained silent and not spoke any word.
I continued, “Sudhip, I’ve made a decision to make you happy” and stopped.
Sudhip turned towards me for the first time after a long conversation and asked me “What is that?”
I responded, “Yes Sudhip, I can’t see you suffering like this. I am just thinking to let you go and enjoy your desire and wishes and come back to normal stage”
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I responded, “Yes Sudhip, I can’t see you suffering like this. I am just thinking to let you go and enjoy your desire and wishes and come back to normal stage”
His eyes widened and I could see the immediate happiness on his face and he started “Amma, are you really serious? or telling this out of frustration and anger?”
I responded, “No, I clearly thought on this for a long time before I come to this decision, however, I need your commitment and promise on few things before I give you my complete go-ahead signal”
Sudhip: “Yes Amma, please tell me. What is your concern/condition?”
I said, “Sudhip, I will permit this for one time only, in return, Will you become normal and focus on the studies like in past? And get back to the third rank or higher again?”
Sudhip: With Excitement “Amma, seriously I will give my 100% focus on studies after this one. Actually, my academic skills are not gone anywhere, unfortunately, I am not in a position to focus on it at this moment, because my mind is full of dirt with this thought. I am not telling it with pride; I am telling it with shame. I thought of several ways to come out of it. It seems it is not possible for me. As you said, if you just allow me once to go to massage-centre, I 100% believe that dirt and lust in my mind will become clear which will help me align the focus on studies. I promise you that I will give my 200% on studies and further promise you that I will get the first rank in next monthly test” He said super confidently
Me: “Ok Sudhip, I am happy to see your smiling face and confidence after a long time. I hope you will keep this commitment”
Sudhip said: “200% I will keep my commitment Amma”
Me: “Ok Sudhip, then you may consider that I have granted you permission, however, I have another polite request” I stopped.
Sudhip: “What is it, Amma?”
Me: “See, already I made you bad by giving mobile access, now I am going one further step up by allowing to enjoy your fantasy with some message-center girl. If your father or sisters come to know about this, it will be too bad for me. I hope you will never disclose this even to your friends or anyone.
Sudhip said with excitement, “Please Amma don’t worry, first of all, how can I tell this to Appa or sisters. No way. I won’t do”
Me: “Ok perfect “I laughed and smiled at him and said, “Mm you become such a big man to do ahimsa protest with your mother to achieve your goal of getting a massage from a girl”
Sudhip smiled in shyness and I was happy to see his happy face after all these days. I thought to chitchat and pull his leg to make him casual and not have any guilty feeling of what he is going to do. Moreover, it is a need of the moment for me to get closer to him and make him as a good friend so that I can influence him slowly to bring back to normal.
I asked him “Hey Sudhip, it seems you and your friends are all advanced guys. I cannot even understand the language you people are talking. You guys are talking a lot of code words like BJ, HJ, extras, happy ending etc. Even though I am married but still cannot even decipher the meaning of any one word. What is it? and especially what is that “happy ending”.
Sudhip’s face becomes red and super shy with a smile “Amma…, please don’t tease me like this…”
I further teased him with a smile, “Sudhip, please don’t act like innocent. You lost the right of pretending innocent as soon as you become so firm in achieving your sexual desire by protesting this hard. Similarly, I lost the right of projecting myself as strict and commanding mother as I permit you to go and have fun with another girl. So, unfortunately, we both are not like earlier.
These incidents prove that you are no more little innocent son that I saw in past, you are grown up adult. Therefore, no more pretending let us be like friends going forward. So I am really asking without knowing the real meaning of happy ending, so tell me considering me like your friend. (I laughed and said) If you don’t tell I will cancel the approval,” I said in a funny note and not seriously.
He is happy with my gesture of friendship and with shy “Amma, happy ending means… that is… mm it means….” (he stammered)
Me: Come on Sudhip, please tell. I never heard this term before
Sudhip: “Amma, after the massage girl completes the massage, she will perform masturbation to the guy. That is called happy ending” he completed in shy.
Me: “Oh ok, don’t feel shy. I am not taking it bad. Then, tell me what are those “Extras”
He got bit encouraged by my word, but still with Shy he said “Amma, usually massage girl will not allow to touch her. Extra’s means she may allow to touch her and she may give something extra. That’s it.”
Me: then what is BJ
His eyes widened and I could see the immediate happiness on his face and he started “Amma, are you really serious? or telling this out of frustration and anger?”
I responded, “No, I clearly thought on this for a long time before I come to this decision, however, I need your commitment and promise on few things before I give you my complete go-ahead signal”
Sudhip: “Yes Amma, please tell me. What is your concern/condition?”
I said, “Sudhip, I will permit this for one time only, in return, Will you become normal and focus on the studies like in past? And get back to the third rank or higher again?”
Sudhip: With Excitement “Amma, seriously I will give my 100% focus on studies after this one. Actually, my academic skills are not gone anywhere, unfortunately, I am not in a position to focus on it at this moment, because my mind is full of dirt with this thought. I am not telling it with pride; I am telling it with shame. I thought of several ways to come out of it. It seems it is not possible for me. As you said, if you just allow me once to go to massage-centre, I 100% believe that dirt and lust in my mind will become clear which will help me align the focus on studies. I promise you that I will give my 200% on studies and further promise you that I will get the first rank in next monthly test” He said super confidently
Me: “Ok Sudhip, I am happy to see your smiling face and confidence after a long time. I hope you will keep this commitment”
Sudhip said: “200% I will keep my commitment Amma”
Me: “Ok Sudhip, then you may consider that I have granted you permission, however, I have another polite request” I stopped.
Sudhip: “What is it, Amma?”
Me: “See, already I made you bad by giving mobile access, now I am going one further step up by allowing to enjoy your fantasy with some message-center girl. If your father or sisters come to know about this, it will be too bad for me. I hope you will never disclose this even to your friends or anyone.
Sudhip said with excitement, “Please Amma don’t worry, first of all, how can I tell this to Appa or sisters. No way. I won’t do”
Me: “Ok perfect “I laughed and smiled at him and said, “Mm you become such a big man to do ahimsa protest with your mother to achieve your goal of getting a massage from a girl”
Sudhip smiled in shyness and I was happy to see his happy face after all these days. I thought to chitchat and pull his leg to make him casual and not have any guilty feeling of what he is going to do. Moreover, it is a need of the moment for me to get closer to him and make him as a good friend so that I can influence him slowly to bring back to normal.
I asked him “Hey Sudhip, it seems you and your friends are all advanced guys. I cannot even understand the language you people are talking. You guys are talking a lot of code words like BJ, HJ, extras, happy ending etc. Even though I am married but still cannot even decipher the meaning of any one word. What is it? and especially what is that “happy ending”.
Sudhip’s face becomes red and super shy with a smile “Amma…, please don’t tease me like this…”
I further teased him with a smile, “Sudhip, please don’t act like innocent. You lost the right of pretending innocent as soon as you become so firm in achieving your sexual desire by protesting this hard. Similarly, I lost the right of projecting myself as strict and commanding mother as I permit you to go and have fun with another girl. So, unfortunately, we both are not like earlier.
These incidents prove that you are no more little innocent son that I saw in past, you are grown up adult. Therefore, no more pretending let us be like friends going forward. So I am really asking without knowing the real meaning of happy ending, so tell me considering me like your friend. (I laughed and said) If you don’t tell I will cancel the approval,” I said in a funny note and not seriously.
He is happy with my gesture of friendship and with shy “Amma, happy ending means… that is… mm it means….” (he stammered)
Me: Come on Sudhip, please tell. I never heard this term before
Sudhip: “Amma, after the massage girl completes the massage, she will perform masturbation to the guy. That is called happy ending” he completed in shy.
Me: “Oh ok, don’t feel shy. I am not taking it bad. Then, tell me what are those “Extras”
He got bit encouraged by my word, but still with Shy he said “Amma, usually massage girl will not allow to touch her. Extra’s means she may allow to touch her and she may give something extra. That’s it.”
Me: then what is BJ
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Sudhip: Amma mm, it means Blow Job
I said “mm interesting… “ I chuckled and said sarcastically “mm good to know this to improve my general knowledge” He joined my laugh and started looking at clock expecting that I will give money to him so that he can rush now to join his friends.
Meanwhile, his phone beeped with a message tone, he unlocked and saw some message, and he got a smile and looked at me nervously and asked “Amma, money please”
I asked him “What is the message Sudhip? From whom?”
He replied with tense tumbling “Amma., Amma, it is from my friend”
I extended my hand to him with smile “Ok Sudhip, give me the phone, I will see the message”
Sudhip desperately begged, “No Amma, please please don’t ask for it. Please Amma”
I smiled and said, “Hey I’ve already permitted you for what you have asked and as I said now I am friendly with you. I am not asking your phone with the intent of inspecting it. Just casually asking to see what is that message”
Sudhip said, “Amma I understand that, but this message is bit gross and offensive that’s why I am hesitating”
I replied with a complaining tone, “Sudhip, I am not a kid, I am married woman, I already saw every porn pic video on your phone you had. This is going to be nothing new to me, please give”
Sudhip hesitantly handed over the phone and I opened up the message. Messages are from one of his friends and first Message reads as.
“Hey Friend, we are enjoying here and happy ending is going on. Want to see our picture? We are missing you”.
Second, one was a picture message. A picture was a close-up shot of one of his friend lying on massage table nude. The picture shows the hand of a girl with nail polish and bangles and she is holding an erected cock tight and stroking it. It seems one of his friends took this pic while masturbating and sent it to him. That was the reason Sudhip was too much hesitant.
Next unread message was a short video clip was there and not played yet. I think he has not played because of audio and potentially offensive content. I casually told, “hey a video is there, what is in it?” I casually spoke out loud and hit play. A video started playing and it started showing a closeup short video of happy ending that one of his friends is receiving from the massage girl. His friend was moaning and the girl was stroking. The video does not show massage girl or that boy’s face. Just it was showing the close-up of the hand job.
Not to further embarrass Sudhip and make the situation light, I smiled and said, “Mm Interesting, your friends seem to be having great fun there” without showing any disgust and handed over the phone to him.
Sudhip is relaxed to see that I am really behaving like a friend and took it very sportive and not shown any weird expression.
Sudhip continued, “Amma, please time is running. If you give money, I will go and join my friends”
I started in serious note “Sudhip, Please listen carefully. I committed you that I will allow you to take massage with happy ending and extras, but I don’t want you to go to massage-centre to get it. I have another alternate”
Sudhip got disappointed and puzzled with what I said. Sudhip responded, “Amma, I am sorry I don’t understand”
I continued, “Sudhip, I feel it is of a big risk for you to go to massage-centre. How many times we heard news about police raids in massage-centre and seeing photos of customers coming in the newspaper. I don’t want you to take such risk”.
Sudhip got a bit scared when I talked about police raid and helplessly asked “Amma, then what should I do?”
I continued, “Sudhip, moreover it is a big health risk as well. Who knows if that girl has AIDS/HIV infection and it may spread if she allows too much of ‘extras’.
Sudhip said “Amma, what is this? You are scaring me a lot. Amma, I dreamt about this for a long time. Now you are saying all this”
I continued “Sudhip, did I said you that you should not have fun? I am only saying that you do not go to public massage center and face risk. I have an alternate plan to have massage safely and comfortably in our house itself”
Sudhip shocked a bit when I said “In our house itself” and said to me “Amma, my head is spinning. I do not understand what you are saying. Who will come here to give a massage?”
I said in a very calm and soft tone “Sudhip, Please relax don’t be rush. Please listen carefully to me about the plan. You will understand”.
Sudhip started listening carefully and curiously.
I started “Ok Sudhip, I promise that I will arrange a home massage for you. You will have a girl to massage you and do the stuff in our home bedroom. This will be a very safe option compared to going to massage center”
Sudhip could not believe what I am speaking “Amma, what are you saying? Are you pranking? Who will come here to do?”
I said, “Yes, she is my friend. She will do it on my request for sure. She will do the massage with happy ending and little bit extras for you”
Sudhip shocked “Amma, I couldn’t believe it. Why your friend will do it to me? Who is she? I never have seen or heard of such type of friends to you”
I replied, “Yes Sudhip, she won’t do it for everyone. She is not into professional massage business. In fact, when she massage you, it will be her first massage service to a boy. She is going to do it purely because I have requested her to do this and another reason she agreed is that because you are my son. Because of this reason, she has very few conditions that you need to follow to get massage from her. However, it is not a very tough condition”
I said “mm interesting… “ I chuckled and said sarcastically “mm good to know this to improve my general knowledge” He joined my laugh and started looking at clock expecting that I will give money to him so that he can rush now to join his friends.
Meanwhile, his phone beeped with a message tone, he unlocked and saw some message, and he got a smile and looked at me nervously and asked “Amma, money please”
I asked him “What is the message Sudhip? From whom?”
He replied with tense tumbling “Amma., Amma, it is from my friend”
I extended my hand to him with smile “Ok Sudhip, give me the phone, I will see the message”
Sudhip desperately begged, “No Amma, please please don’t ask for it. Please Amma”
I smiled and said, “Hey I’ve already permitted you for what you have asked and as I said now I am friendly with you. I am not asking your phone with the intent of inspecting it. Just casually asking to see what is that message”
Sudhip said, “Amma I understand that, but this message is bit gross and offensive that’s why I am hesitating”
I replied with a complaining tone, “Sudhip, I am not a kid, I am married woman, I already saw every porn pic video on your phone you had. This is going to be nothing new to me, please give”
Sudhip hesitantly handed over the phone and I opened up the message. Messages are from one of his friends and first Message reads as.
“Hey Friend, we are enjoying here and happy ending is going on. Want to see our picture? We are missing you”.
Second, one was a picture message. A picture was a close-up shot of one of his friend lying on massage table nude. The picture shows the hand of a girl with nail polish and bangles and she is holding an erected cock tight and stroking it. It seems one of his friends took this pic while masturbating and sent it to him. That was the reason Sudhip was too much hesitant.
Next unread message was a short video clip was there and not played yet. I think he has not played because of audio and potentially offensive content. I casually told, “hey a video is there, what is in it?” I casually spoke out loud and hit play. A video started playing and it started showing a closeup short video of happy ending that one of his friends is receiving from the massage girl. His friend was moaning and the girl was stroking. The video does not show massage girl or that boy’s face. Just it was showing the close-up of the hand job.
Not to further embarrass Sudhip and make the situation light, I smiled and said, “Mm Interesting, your friends seem to be having great fun there” without showing any disgust and handed over the phone to him.
Sudhip is relaxed to see that I am really behaving like a friend and took it very sportive and not shown any weird expression.
Sudhip continued, “Amma, please time is running. If you give money, I will go and join my friends”
I started in serious note “Sudhip, Please listen carefully. I committed you that I will allow you to take massage with happy ending and extras, but I don’t want you to go to massage-centre to get it. I have another alternate”
Sudhip got disappointed and puzzled with what I said. Sudhip responded, “Amma, I am sorry I don’t understand”
I continued, “Sudhip, I feel it is of a big risk for you to go to massage-centre. How many times we heard news about police raids in massage-centre and seeing photos of customers coming in the newspaper. I don’t want you to take such risk”.
Sudhip got a bit scared when I talked about police raid and helplessly asked “Amma, then what should I do?”
I continued, “Sudhip, moreover it is a big health risk as well. Who knows if that girl has AIDS/HIV infection and it may spread if she allows too much of ‘extras’.
Sudhip said “Amma, what is this? You are scaring me a lot. Amma, I dreamt about this for a long time. Now you are saying all this”
I continued “Sudhip, did I said you that you should not have fun? I am only saying that you do not go to public massage center and face risk. I have an alternate plan to have massage safely and comfortably in our house itself”
Sudhip shocked a bit when I said “In our house itself” and said to me “Amma, my head is spinning. I do not understand what you are saying. Who will come here to give a massage?”
I said in a very calm and soft tone “Sudhip, Please relax don’t be rush. Please listen carefully to me about the plan. You will understand”.
Sudhip started listening carefully and curiously.
I started “Ok Sudhip, I promise that I will arrange a home massage for you. You will have a girl to massage you and do the stuff in our home bedroom. This will be a very safe option compared to going to massage center”
Sudhip could not believe what I am speaking “Amma, what are you saying? Are you pranking? Who will come here to do?”
I said, “Yes, she is my friend. She will do it on my request for sure. She will do the massage with happy ending and little bit extras for you”
Sudhip shocked “Amma, I couldn’t believe it. Why your friend will do it to me? Who is she? I never have seen or heard of such type of friends to you”
I replied, “Yes Sudhip, she won’t do it for everyone. She is not into professional massage business. In fact, when she massage you, it will be her first massage service to a boy. She is going to do it purely because I have requested her to do this and another reason she agreed is that because you are my son. Because of this reason, she has very few conditions that you need to follow to get massage from her. However, it is not a very tough condition”
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Sudhip laughed and hold his both heads like headache expression with a smile “Amma, it seems my head will break in confusion and curiosity with the puzzle type of answer you are giving. Tell me in simple word, who is she? Moreover, what is her condition?
I laughed at him and said “Hey Sudhip, you are good in aptitude and solving the puzzle. I will explain her terms and condition and how this massage is going to happen, with my explanation if it is possible, you can unlock the puzzle to discover who she is. If you could identify her from my clue, it is not necessary for you to reveal it to me. You can keep it with yourself”
Sudhip curiously “Ok tell me Amma, what are her terms and conditions and how this massage is going to happen”
I said “Ok Sudhip listen carefully. One key term and condition to get massage from her is that you need to be blindfolded during the entire massage session. She won’t talk with you during massage session”
Sudhip thought for a second and curiously asked “mm Ok Amma, I am ok with this condition. When/which day she will give the massage? When is she going to come to our home?
I continued, “Ok Sudhip, It is good that you are fine with blindfolding condition. Regarding your next question, ‘when massage will happen’. As you are Ok with the blindfolding condition if you are ready. It will happen anytime you wish. Even now as well.”
Sudhip confused and responded “mm Ok, but I am surprised. Does she already arrive here? Did you made this as surprise arrangement for me?”
I continued, “No more silly questions Sudhip. I’m not going to answer all your silly questions. Please listen carefully. If you are ready. We will put the two benches together as massage table in the center of our bedroom. I will blindfold your eyes and slowly I will walk out of the bedroom and slam the door hard. Once you hear the door slam sound, you may start undressing you completely and get ready for the massage, but do not remove the blindfolding. Once you are ready, tell loudly that you are ready. Once you tell that you are ready, my friend will open the door and come inside the bedroom.
She will be wearing anklets in her leg (golusu-Tamil, paayal-Hindi, Kaḍiyamu-Telugu). Therefore, by that sound of the anklet, you can understand that my friend is coming to you to do the massage.
She will greet you by handshake to notify you that she is in and ready to start. She will do the massage for you and especially happy ending and ensure that you are completely happy with her service. She will do little bit of extras. Please do not expect too much from her, as she will be doing this for first time. In addition, don’t feel guilty or uncomfortable, thinking that she is my friend, when she comes to give you the massage, treat and feel her like a professional girl giving you pleasure. so be comfortable with her. Once she completes the massage session, she will give you handshake again to indicate that she has done her job and she will walk away to the door and slam the door. When she slams the door, you will know that she left the room. You may remove blindfolding and be dressed properly and come out of the room.
Another important thing is that, after I blindfold you and go out of the room, I will be not in the home; I will go out for a couple of hours to give you and my friend privacy to enjoy the session stress-free. You are assured that your mother is not nearby to have a guilt-free massage session.”
Please do not think me cheap and misunderstand my intention. In fact, I never had any lust or sexual interest on Sudhip. I saw him purely as my son only. I tried my level best to make him normal and recover from this mess, so when there is no option to clear his dirt mind other than allowing him to go to Massage center, I almost decided to let him go to massage center. Later when I gave serious thought to it, I realized that there are some big risks there.
Already I spoiled him by giving mobile access, If I give him money and access to massage centre, he may get addicted too much on this. Next time he may go to massage center without my knowledge and he may find ways to get money without even my knowledge. Who knows he may steal too. Another risk is that he may fall in love with massage girl and what if that girl falls in love with him. As he is smart and sexy guy, who knows that the girl may allow him for free sex and pollute his mind seriously.
Thinking all of these risks, I decided that sending him to massage centre is a bad idea. Ok then who else can give him massage to clear his mind dirt? Later I asked myself, “Ok why don’t I give it”?
I was initially shocked to think like that, but later I convinced myself saying “Ok, fortunately, he is not expecting sex, he is just longing for some female touch on him and getting hand job/masturbation. Me doing a massage and hand job to him is not something where I am going to lose my virginity. If I am going to do penetrative sex with him, then that is something seriously bad. I also convinced myself that massaging him and masturbating him is somewhat similar to giving him a bath, I compared this massage activity with giving him a bath when he was a young kid. When he was a kid I made him bath by my hands.
I am going to do something similar now. Why should I think that I’m going to massage him, why not I think that this activity is something like making him bath? Why not I sholuld think that masturbating him as an actvitiy of cleaning his body part. In the course of touches, he may touch here and there on my body. I thought that it is fine.
Another reason for my decision is that I really want to create a strong bond with him like a friend so that I can influence him with more rights to recover his addiction and bring back to the academically excellent person.
Thinking all these, I decided that I should give massage to him. However, I realized the major challenge for me giving massage to him is me being his mother. How will I be able to face him in massage session as a mother? How can I approach his nude body as a mother, and how will he comfortably show his body to me as my son? Therefore, I coined this blindfolding drama. Now we both of us know internally that I am going to give him massage and he is going to take the massage. I will pretend as if my friend is giving him massage. Similarly, he will pretend as if he is getting massage from my friend. This arrangement will remove the guilt feeling from both of us out of the equation.
I laughed at him and said “Hey Sudhip, you are good in aptitude and solving the puzzle. I will explain her terms and condition and how this massage is going to happen, with my explanation if it is possible, you can unlock the puzzle to discover who she is. If you could identify her from my clue, it is not necessary for you to reveal it to me. You can keep it with yourself”
Sudhip curiously “Ok tell me Amma, what are her terms and conditions and how this massage is going to happen”
I said “Ok Sudhip listen carefully. One key term and condition to get massage from her is that you need to be blindfolded during the entire massage session. She won’t talk with you during massage session”
Sudhip thought for a second and curiously asked “mm Ok Amma, I am ok with this condition. When/which day she will give the massage? When is she going to come to our home?
I continued, “Ok Sudhip, It is good that you are fine with blindfolding condition. Regarding your next question, ‘when massage will happen’. As you are Ok with the blindfolding condition if you are ready. It will happen anytime you wish. Even now as well.”
Sudhip confused and responded “mm Ok, but I am surprised. Does she already arrive here? Did you made this as surprise arrangement for me?”
I continued, “No more silly questions Sudhip. I’m not going to answer all your silly questions. Please listen carefully. If you are ready. We will put the two benches together as massage table in the center of our bedroom. I will blindfold your eyes and slowly I will walk out of the bedroom and slam the door hard. Once you hear the door slam sound, you may start undressing you completely and get ready for the massage, but do not remove the blindfolding. Once you are ready, tell loudly that you are ready. Once you tell that you are ready, my friend will open the door and come inside the bedroom.
She will be wearing anklets in her leg (golusu-Tamil, paayal-Hindi, Kaḍiyamu-Telugu). Therefore, by that sound of the anklet, you can understand that my friend is coming to you to do the massage.
She will greet you by handshake to notify you that she is in and ready to start. She will do the massage for you and especially happy ending and ensure that you are completely happy with her service. She will do little bit of extras. Please do not expect too much from her, as she will be doing this for first time. In addition, don’t feel guilty or uncomfortable, thinking that she is my friend, when she comes to give you the massage, treat and feel her like a professional girl giving you pleasure. so be comfortable with her. Once she completes the massage session, she will give you handshake again to indicate that she has done her job and she will walk away to the door and slam the door. When she slams the door, you will know that she left the room. You may remove blindfolding and be dressed properly and come out of the room.
Another important thing is that, after I blindfold you and go out of the room, I will be not in the home; I will go out for a couple of hours to give you and my friend privacy to enjoy the session stress-free. You are assured that your mother is not nearby to have a guilt-free massage session.”
Please do not think me cheap and misunderstand my intention. In fact, I never had any lust or sexual interest on Sudhip. I saw him purely as my son only. I tried my level best to make him normal and recover from this mess, so when there is no option to clear his dirt mind other than allowing him to go to Massage center, I almost decided to let him go to massage center. Later when I gave serious thought to it, I realized that there are some big risks there.
Already I spoiled him by giving mobile access, If I give him money and access to massage centre, he may get addicted too much on this. Next time he may go to massage center without my knowledge and he may find ways to get money without even my knowledge. Who knows he may steal too. Another risk is that he may fall in love with massage girl and what if that girl falls in love with him. As he is smart and sexy guy, who knows that the girl may allow him for free sex and pollute his mind seriously.
Thinking all of these risks, I decided that sending him to massage centre is a bad idea. Ok then who else can give him massage to clear his mind dirt? Later I asked myself, “Ok why don’t I give it”?
I was initially shocked to think like that, but later I convinced myself saying “Ok, fortunately, he is not expecting sex, he is just longing for some female touch on him and getting hand job/masturbation. Me doing a massage and hand job to him is not something where I am going to lose my virginity. If I am going to do penetrative sex with him, then that is something seriously bad. I also convinced myself that massaging him and masturbating him is somewhat similar to giving him a bath, I compared this massage activity with giving him a bath when he was a young kid. When he was a kid I made him bath by my hands.
I am going to do something similar now. Why should I think that I’m going to massage him, why not I think that this activity is something like making him bath? Why not I sholuld think that masturbating him as an actvitiy of cleaning his body part. In the course of touches, he may touch here and there on my body. I thought that it is fine.
Another reason for my decision is that I really want to create a strong bond with him like a friend so that I can influence him with more rights to recover his addiction and bring back to the academically excellent person.
Thinking all these, I decided that I should give massage to him. However, I realized the major challenge for me giving massage to him is me being his mother. How will I be able to face him in massage session as a mother? How can I approach his nude body as a mother, and how will he comfortably show his body to me as my son? Therefore, I coined this blindfolding drama. Now we both of us know internally that I am going to give him massage and he is going to take the massage. I will pretend as if my friend is giving him massage. Similarly, he will pretend as if he is getting massage from my friend. This arrangement will remove the guilt feeling from both of us out of the equation.
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it seems Sudhip understood who is going to give him Massage. His face shows a bit of surprise, excitement and slight confusion. In overall his face exhibits mixed emotions. Let us see what he is going to say.
Sudhip with a serious and exciting face “Amma, oh are you seriously Ok with this arrangement?”
He guessed it right and I responded, “Yes Sudhip, I think this is the best plan. I do not want you to go to some unknown stranger girl to get Massage. I want to put you in safer hands. I know my friend well and I can trust her to do this for you”
Sudhip after a bit of initial reluctance his face exhibited extraordinary excitement. I think he is happy with this decision. By seeing his happy face, in my mind voice I talked to him “hey dirty guy, so if you are this much happy and excited means, it seems you are ready to this extent to clear your mind dirt?”
Sudhip with same excitement “Amma, happy to see you that you are fine with this arrangement. However, how about your friend? Will she be comfortable to do the massage for me? especially me being nude?”
I felt too shy about his naughty question. I admired his naughtiness and cuteness by well utilizing the role-play and asking me indirectly “Are you ok to deal with my nude body”. I find myself happily engaged in this conversation.
Being internally excited about this conversation without showing on my face and just limiting it to smile. I responded “She is completely 100% ok to give you wonderful massage and more importantly happy ending. She also wants to help me to clear dirt on your mind and recover you back to normal. So she shares my responsibility as my friend”
I realized that we both are enjoying this conversation and he continued “Ok Amma, how she will be looking like? Is she beautiful? In addition, most importantly what is her name? How to call her during the massage”
I giggled “What is for you if she is less or more beautiful? Anyway, you are not going to see her because of you will be blindfolded, so it should not be a big matter for you. Her name is Ramya”
He laughed and said “Wow Ramya!!! Really a cute a name, in her name itself she has alcohol “Rum” Can I fondly call her Rum darling or Rummy darling?”
I laughed and said, “However you wish”
He asked another naughty and intimate question “Ok Amma, What costume she will be wearing when she gives me massage?”
I am excited, engaged and started loving his romantic and naughty questions. His question triggered my thought as I have not decided the type of dress to wear while giving massage. I started asking and answering lot of questions within myself
what dress to wear? Should I be nude? No nude will be too much. Ok if not nude, how he will feel my body to give some extras? Ok what part of the body should I allow him to touch and which part I should be strictly not allowing to touch? I got a chain of questions I got confused really at the end and told him with shyness
“Hey Sudhip, how I or my friend will know about the costume to wear while giving the massage. She never did that earlier. Only people who got this experience will know. In that case, do you know what dress usually massage girl will wear?”
Sudhip said, “No Amma, I really not thought of it. If you want, I can call my friend and check”
Me: “Ok Sudhip, call and just ask to the point and get the answer, don’t talk extended and gross. Put on speaker mode and ask him to the point and get the answer”
Sudhip got excited and he called his friend on speaker mode and asked this dress question and his friend responded “Hey dude, Massage girl just wore tight bra and pantie only” I hinted Sudhip to disconnect the call and he did.
I said to Sudhip with shyness “Ok raa, in that case, I think my friend will also wear the same costume. (I scolded with affectionate tone to him) hey Pig, you are going to be blindfolded, how does it matter for you if she is nude or semi-nude or wearing traditional cloths”.
Sudhip responded in excitement “Amma, it matters a lot for me. Even if I am blindfolded, feeling/knowing that the girl standing next to me is nude will give special effects on my body and my special body parts”
I enjoyed his choice of words of not being vulgar and at the same time being romantic, I said laughingly “Chee, Chee. You are the worst fellow I ever have seen”
Sudhip got bold with my sportive counter reaction for his comments and description and started talking boldly “Amma, one other benefit for me if your friend wears less dress is that I will have more places to touch and feel on her body”
I appeared as if I am having playful angry with him and I took a pillow and chased to hit him. He identified that and started running escaping from me within the house. I chased him all over the home and finally got him to the corner on the bed and he got locked there. I bet him with pillow multiple times and he pretended as if he is being beaten heavily and he fell on the bed facing the ceiling. I beat him further with the pillow and I breathed heavily as I chased and beat him all these time. I too casually fell next two feet away from him on the bed facing the ceiling. Both of us laughed and giggled for a minute looking each other
I just looked at him with love and affection and he looked at me and said, “Amma, I am ready now for the massage. I think you can arrange your friend now”
I’m also ready and bit aroused with all these romantic conversations and romantic chase.
I said “Ok Sudhip, let us make massage table ready.”
He helped me to put two benches together and we made it like single cot, but without head or footrest, so that one can freely walk around the bench from all sides.
I took the eye mask, which we bought to use in flight and train travel. This eye mask will completely snug on eyes and it will close the vision 100%. I put the eye mask on his eyes and ensured that he cannot see under the nose. I showed him fingers and asked count of it, the way kids use to do during “Pee kaa boo” play. He said some wrong count and we both laughed and giggled.
I said to him “Ok Sudhip, you can be comfortable here. I will walk and step out of the room and slam the door. Then you get ready, give a shout once you are ready, then my friend will come inside. Please give her some time if she gets delayed to come. She may need to get things ready for the massage. So be patiently waiting for her”
Sudhip acknowledged what I said.
Sudhip with a serious and exciting face “Amma, oh are you seriously Ok with this arrangement?”
He guessed it right and I responded, “Yes Sudhip, I think this is the best plan. I do not want you to go to some unknown stranger girl to get Massage. I want to put you in safer hands. I know my friend well and I can trust her to do this for you”
Sudhip after a bit of initial reluctance his face exhibited extraordinary excitement. I think he is happy with this decision. By seeing his happy face, in my mind voice I talked to him “hey dirty guy, so if you are this much happy and excited means, it seems you are ready to this extent to clear your mind dirt?”
Sudhip with same excitement “Amma, happy to see you that you are fine with this arrangement. However, how about your friend? Will she be comfortable to do the massage for me? especially me being nude?”
I felt too shy about his naughty question. I admired his naughtiness and cuteness by well utilizing the role-play and asking me indirectly “Are you ok to deal with my nude body”. I find myself happily engaged in this conversation.
Being internally excited about this conversation without showing on my face and just limiting it to smile. I responded “She is completely 100% ok to give you wonderful massage and more importantly happy ending. She also wants to help me to clear dirt on your mind and recover you back to normal. So she shares my responsibility as my friend”
I realized that we both are enjoying this conversation and he continued “Ok Amma, how she will be looking like? Is she beautiful? In addition, most importantly what is her name? How to call her during the massage”
I giggled “What is for you if she is less or more beautiful? Anyway, you are not going to see her because of you will be blindfolded, so it should not be a big matter for you. Her name is Ramya”
He laughed and said “Wow Ramya!!! Really a cute a name, in her name itself she has alcohol “Rum” Can I fondly call her Rum darling or Rummy darling?”
I laughed and said, “However you wish”
He asked another naughty and intimate question “Ok Amma, What costume she will be wearing when she gives me massage?”
I am excited, engaged and started loving his romantic and naughty questions. His question triggered my thought as I have not decided the type of dress to wear while giving massage. I started asking and answering lot of questions within myself
what dress to wear? Should I be nude? No nude will be too much. Ok if not nude, how he will feel my body to give some extras? Ok what part of the body should I allow him to touch and which part I should be strictly not allowing to touch? I got a chain of questions I got confused really at the end and told him with shyness
“Hey Sudhip, how I or my friend will know about the costume to wear while giving the massage. She never did that earlier. Only people who got this experience will know. In that case, do you know what dress usually massage girl will wear?”
Sudhip said, “No Amma, I really not thought of it. If you want, I can call my friend and check”
Me: “Ok Sudhip, call and just ask to the point and get the answer, don’t talk extended and gross. Put on speaker mode and ask him to the point and get the answer”
Sudhip got excited and he called his friend on speaker mode and asked this dress question and his friend responded “Hey dude, Massage girl just wore tight bra and pantie only” I hinted Sudhip to disconnect the call and he did.
I said to Sudhip with shyness “Ok raa, in that case, I think my friend will also wear the same costume. (I scolded with affectionate tone to him) hey Pig, you are going to be blindfolded, how does it matter for you if she is nude or semi-nude or wearing traditional cloths”.
Sudhip responded in excitement “Amma, it matters a lot for me. Even if I am blindfolded, feeling/knowing that the girl standing next to me is nude will give special effects on my body and my special body parts”
I enjoyed his choice of words of not being vulgar and at the same time being romantic, I said laughingly “Chee, Chee. You are the worst fellow I ever have seen”
Sudhip got bold with my sportive counter reaction for his comments and description and started talking boldly “Amma, one other benefit for me if your friend wears less dress is that I will have more places to touch and feel on her body”
I appeared as if I am having playful angry with him and I took a pillow and chased to hit him. He identified that and started running escaping from me within the house. I chased him all over the home and finally got him to the corner on the bed and he got locked there. I bet him with pillow multiple times and he pretended as if he is being beaten heavily and he fell on the bed facing the ceiling. I beat him further with the pillow and I breathed heavily as I chased and beat him all these time. I too casually fell next two feet away from him on the bed facing the ceiling. Both of us laughed and giggled for a minute looking each other
I just looked at him with love and affection and he looked at me and said, “Amma, I am ready now for the massage. I think you can arrange your friend now”
I’m also ready and bit aroused with all these romantic conversations and romantic chase.
I said “Ok Sudhip, let us make massage table ready.”
He helped me to put two benches together and we made it like single cot, but without head or footrest, so that one can freely walk around the bench from all sides.
I took the eye mask, which we bought to use in flight and train travel. This eye mask will completely snug on eyes and it will close the vision 100%. I put the eye mask on his eyes and ensured that he cannot see under the nose. I showed him fingers and asked count of it, the way kids use to do during “Pee kaa boo” play. He said some wrong count and we both laughed and giggled.
I said to him “Ok Sudhip, you can be comfortable here. I will walk and step out of the room and slam the door. Then you get ready, give a shout once you are ready, then my friend will come inside. Please give her some time if she gets delayed to come. She may need to get things ready for the massage. So be patiently waiting for her”
Sudhip acknowledged what I said.
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I slowly walked to the door and slammed it hard, locked it, and came out. Though I boldly planned all of this, my heart started pounding heavily. I could hear my own heartbeat. Oh my gosh, in next 10 minutes, I am going to deal with his nude body and me being semi-nude in just pantie and bra standing in front of him. I am going to touch all over his body and especially his cock. I am going to allow him to feel my body. This excited me and at the same time made me feel nervous.
I went to the other room and I removed all my dress and just switched to a bra and pantie. I took a basket like a bag with massage items like cool massage oil, cloths, wipes, bowl, warm water jar, tissue paper etc.
I looked at the mirror and I felt I’m looking so sexy today, I just adjusted my hair knots to make it free fall. I took jasmine scent and applied to my armpits, on my boobs, hip and panty. I said to myself “If I do a job, I should do it professionally” So ensured myself that my fragrance is romantic. I took leg anklet, wore it, and just stomped my foot on the floor to ensure it makes the “chal chal” sound.
I looked at mirror, took deep breath, and said to myself “Shyamala, you are going inside to just do the massage and little romantic and sexy touch. Having self-control and just sticking to JUST massage is the only the right thing to do as a responsible married woman. Never exceed limitation and engage in sex. Completely avoid any attempt of sensual private touch on you, this may make you aroused and break your restrictions and will lead to free sex. That is not fair to do. So Please control yourself and be within your limit”
I determined to make him happy within confined limitation and not to engage in sex. With heavily beating heart, I walked towards the door. I heard from Sudhip “I am ready…” in the excited voice.
I opened the door, entered in and locked it from inside, and started walking towards him with anklets sound with bit nervousness. Sudhip is happy as anklet sound approaching him. I went to him and just looked at him. He is lying nude on his back. Only cloth on him is his eye mask. I just looked at his cock. It seems he is well prepared already for massage centre visit, so he completely shaved his cock and the balls and it appears very neat and clean without a single strain of hair. I shocked to see he got such a thick and lengthy cock. It is not fully erected at this moment, but still, it appears like a thick cobra lying down silently waiting for a violent chance. I stared it for few minutes and I felt my throat got bit dried with nervousness and excitement. I just gulp a sip of water to make myself comfortable from what I am seeing. I looked at his face and he is so excited that I am near him and watching his nudity, my scent fragrance has already reached him exciting his romantic buds. His arms are strong and got a flat tummy, broader shoulders and chest make him appear like a completely grown adult.
He is lying on the bench on his back. His both hands are resting on his stomach. His both legs are closer together in attention pose. I just carefully viewed him from top to bottom.
Sudhip is waiting for me to give that “Golden handshake”
I took my hands to his chest and held his finger, lifted his right hand, and gave a firm handshake. He responded, “Hi Ramya, I am so excited to meet you today” I remained silent smiling to his formal greetings.
I took his right hand, kept it in one corner or the cot, and did with other hand so that he lies on the bed with both arms spread wide open. I moved to his foot side, Used my both hand to catch each of his leg thumb finger and slowly spread the legs apart from each.
My act of spreading his arms and legs made him arouse and his cock started getting erect and stood like a flagpole. His legs and arms are now wide open. I just walked around the cot in all direction and just viewed his nudity from every angle and side and enjoyed the view. My mind started thinking creatively on how to tickle and prick his erotic sense.
I took my Salwar shawl (dupatta) and spread open like a bed sheet, waved it in the air and spread it on his face to cover his face with my shawl. This shawl completely covered his face, shoulder, chest up to abdomen. He gave a deep breath of smelling fragrance of mine through my shawl; I very slowly pulled down the shawl inch by inch so that the shawl caresses his nude body. Caressing and rubbing on his bare chest excited him, slowly it reached his cock and it started rubbing/itching his cock. He slightly moaned.
I repeated this shawl cover, pull action for three times, and enjoyed seeing his excitement every time. Now I further moved ahead. This time instead of shawl, I spread my long open hair completely on his face by bending towards him. My long free falling hair fully covered his face like a tent. He enjoyed the aroma of my hair. As he knows that I have bent forwarded to her to cover his face with my hair, he raised his hands to reach my boobs to feel them. I gently stopped his hands grabbing my boobs this early; instead, I took his hands to my hip to rest. He squeezed my hips while I am floating and rubbing his face with my hairs, I slowly moved downwards rubbing my hair on chest and stomach. Finally, I slowly moved further down where my entire hair covered his cock and tickled it. I have to keep myself bent forward to make my floating hair caress his nude cock. As I have bent forward, I got the opportunity to see his cock in close-up and it seems he also applied some scent there and it was giving a manly fragrance. He moaned in this sensual touch while my hair strands rubbing and strangulating his cock. I repeated this hair movement for few more times and trickled him.
He called me “Ramya darling, my eyes are blindfolded so unfortunately I cannot see you and find how you look like. At least can you permit to touch and feel you from head to toe to feel your shape?”
I did not respond anything and just thought for a second on his ask and then I decided that it is ok to allow him to gently touch and feel me from head to toe. If he really advances with extreme bad touch, I decided that I would stop/restrain him gently.
I did not answer him; instead, I just held his fingers and gently pulled him up hinting him to stand. He understood that I agreed for his ask. He curiously stood up from cot. Just like blind person, he raised his two hands front and started waving them. I just held his two hands with my hands and guided him to stand. I stood in his opposite, took his both hands, and kept it on my head to let him know where I’m exactly standing. I indicated I am standing in front of him to fulfil his touch and feel request.
He just moved forward an inch and started to caress my head and he inserted his hands into my hair and caressed them all over and measured the length of my free falling hair, and he moved his hands to my forehead. His action felt like a blind person touching statue and feeling it. He is really enjoying the softness of my skin and every delicate shape of my nose, eyebrow, cheek, and chin. I felt happy that he is giving importance to touching facial features instead of just skipping them and directly touching my boobs. I liked his interest to fondle with my face. He ran over fingers, hands all over the face to perform 3d scanning of my face. After few minutes, he gently brought his hands to my shoulders. Each hand grabbed each side of shoulders, he just caressed them. He found the bra straps on my shoulders and fiddled it for a second. Then he started slowly to pull the bra straps to the edge of the shoulder slowly as if like removing it. I spanked on his hand with a smile and adjusted it to put back again to shoulder.
He caught both my arms and gently tried to raise them. I got his hint asking me to raise my hands upwards. I raised both my hands. He just below armpit he caressed and slowly caressed both sides below armpit ribs. Again, he brought his hands on both shoulders and gently his fingers and hand slid down towards boobs from shoulder.
I was getting ready to stop him if he exceeds the limitation. He gently touched caressed the top of boobs and his hand made a circle on the boobs and he softly groped it and slightly shook it. I understood that he is trying to get the shape and dimension of my boobs. He used his both hands and lifted the boobs by holding the bottom of the boobs. Now I got that he is trying to measure the weight of my boobs. I still allowed him all these. He gently touched the cleavage flesh and with his fingers, he tried to grab the cleavage. He got bit excited with all the fondling of my boobs, I could sense that he got bit aroused and that made him move his body bit closer towards me. He also started gently insert his hands into my bra through cleavage area. I gently stopped his hands which he has inserted 4 inches inside my bra and I pulled it outside and gently spanked on his forehand hinting to not do this. As he stepped forward his hard-erected cock, exactly hit my panty vagina wall. I gently moved back an inch and again spanked him to hint for “NO”.
I went to the other room and I removed all my dress and just switched to a bra and pantie. I took a basket like a bag with massage items like cool massage oil, cloths, wipes, bowl, warm water jar, tissue paper etc.
I looked at the mirror and I felt I’m looking so sexy today, I just adjusted my hair knots to make it free fall. I took jasmine scent and applied to my armpits, on my boobs, hip and panty. I said to myself “If I do a job, I should do it professionally” So ensured myself that my fragrance is romantic. I took leg anklet, wore it, and just stomped my foot on the floor to ensure it makes the “chal chal” sound.
I looked at mirror, took deep breath, and said to myself “Shyamala, you are going inside to just do the massage and little romantic and sexy touch. Having self-control and just sticking to JUST massage is the only the right thing to do as a responsible married woman. Never exceed limitation and engage in sex. Completely avoid any attempt of sensual private touch on you, this may make you aroused and break your restrictions and will lead to free sex. That is not fair to do. So Please control yourself and be within your limit”
I determined to make him happy within confined limitation and not to engage in sex. With heavily beating heart, I walked towards the door. I heard from Sudhip “I am ready…” in the excited voice.
I opened the door, entered in and locked it from inside, and started walking towards him with anklets sound with bit nervousness. Sudhip is happy as anklet sound approaching him. I went to him and just looked at him. He is lying nude on his back. Only cloth on him is his eye mask. I just looked at his cock. It seems he is well prepared already for massage centre visit, so he completely shaved his cock and the balls and it appears very neat and clean without a single strain of hair. I shocked to see he got such a thick and lengthy cock. It is not fully erected at this moment, but still, it appears like a thick cobra lying down silently waiting for a violent chance. I stared it for few minutes and I felt my throat got bit dried with nervousness and excitement. I just gulp a sip of water to make myself comfortable from what I am seeing. I looked at his face and he is so excited that I am near him and watching his nudity, my scent fragrance has already reached him exciting his romantic buds. His arms are strong and got a flat tummy, broader shoulders and chest make him appear like a completely grown adult.
He is lying on the bench on his back. His both hands are resting on his stomach. His both legs are closer together in attention pose. I just carefully viewed him from top to bottom.
Sudhip is waiting for me to give that “Golden handshake”
I took my hands to his chest and held his finger, lifted his right hand, and gave a firm handshake. He responded, “Hi Ramya, I am so excited to meet you today” I remained silent smiling to his formal greetings.
I took his right hand, kept it in one corner or the cot, and did with other hand so that he lies on the bed with both arms spread wide open. I moved to his foot side, Used my both hand to catch each of his leg thumb finger and slowly spread the legs apart from each.
My act of spreading his arms and legs made him arouse and his cock started getting erect and stood like a flagpole. His legs and arms are now wide open. I just walked around the cot in all direction and just viewed his nudity from every angle and side and enjoyed the view. My mind started thinking creatively on how to tickle and prick his erotic sense.
I took my Salwar shawl (dupatta) and spread open like a bed sheet, waved it in the air and spread it on his face to cover his face with my shawl. This shawl completely covered his face, shoulder, chest up to abdomen. He gave a deep breath of smelling fragrance of mine through my shawl; I very slowly pulled down the shawl inch by inch so that the shawl caresses his nude body. Caressing and rubbing on his bare chest excited him, slowly it reached his cock and it started rubbing/itching his cock. He slightly moaned.
I repeated this shawl cover, pull action for three times, and enjoyed seeing his excitement every time. Now I further moved ahead. This time instead of shawl, I spread my long open hair completely on his face by bending towards him. My long free falling hair fully covered his face like a tent. He enjoyed the aroma of my hair. As he knows that I have bent forwarded to her to cover his face with my hair, he raised his hands to reach my boobs to feel them. I gently stopped his hands grabbing my boobs this early; instead, I took his hands to my hip to rest. He squeezed my hips while I am floating and rubbing his face with my hairs, I slowly moved downwards rubbing my hair on chest and stomach. Finally, I slowly moved further down where my entire hair covered his cock and tickled it. I have to keep myself bent forward to make my floating hair caress his nude cock. As I have bent forward, I got the opportunity to see his cock in close-up and it seems he also applied some scent there and it was giving a manly fragrance. He moaned in this sensual touch while my hair strands rubbing and strangulating his cock. I repeated this hair movement for few more times and trickled him.
He called me “Ramya darling, my eyes are blindfolded so unfortunately I cannot see you and find how you look like. At least can you permit to touch and feel you from head to toe to feel your shape?”
I did not respond anything and just thought for a second on his ask and then I decided that it is ok to allow him to gently touch and feel me from head to toe. If he really advances with extreme bad touch, I decided that I would stop/restrain him gently.
I did not answer him; instead, I just held his fingers and gently pulled him up hinting him to stand. He understood that I agreed for his ask. He curiously stood up from cot. Just like blind person, he raised his two hands front and started waving them. I just held his two hands with my hands and guided him to stand. I stood in his opposite, took his both hands, and kept it on my head to let him know where I’m exactly standing. I indicated I am standing in front of him to fulfil his touch and feel request.
He just moved forward an inch and started to caress my head and he inserted his hands into my hair and caressed them all over and measured the length of my free falling hair, and he moved his hands to my forehead. His action felt like a blind person touching statue and feeling it. He is really enjoying the softness of my skin and every delicate shape of my nose, eyebrow, cheek, and chin. I felt happy that he is giving importance to touching facial features instead of just skipping them and directly touching my boobs. I liked his interest to fondle with my face. He ran over fingers, hands all over the face to perform 3d scanning of my face. After few minutes, he gently brought his hands to my shoulders. Each hand grabbed each side of shoulders, he just caressed them. He found the bra straps on my shoulders and fiddled it for a second. Then he started slowly to pull the bra straps to the edge of the shoulder slowly as if like removing it. I spanked on his hand with a smile and adjusted it to put back again to shoulder.
He caught both my arms and gently tried to raise them. I got his hint asking me to raise my hands upwards. I raised both my hands. He just below armpit he caressed and slowly caressed both sides below armpit ribs. Again, he brought his hands on both shoulders and gently his fingers and hand slid down towards boobs from shoulder.
I was getting ready to stop him if he exceeds the limitation. He gently touched caressed the top of boobs and his hand made a circle on the boobs and he softly groped it and slightly shook it. I understood that he is trying to get the shape and dimension of my boobs. He used his both hands and lifted the boobs by holding the bottom of the boobs. Now I got that he is trying to measure the weight of my boobs. I still allowed him all these. He gently touched the cleavage flesh and with his fingers, he tried to grab the cleavage. He got bit excited with all the fondling of my boobs, I could sense that he got bit aroused and that made him move his body bit closer towards me. He also started gently insert his hands into my bra through cleavage area. I gently stopped his hands which he has inserted 4 inches inside my bra and I pulled it outside and gently spanked on his forehand hinting to not do this. As he stepped forward his hard-erected cock, exactly hit my panty vagina wall. I gently moved back an inch and again spanked him to hint for “NO”.
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He brought his hands bit down from boobs area and started to caress my hip and stomach. He swept his hands completely over every inch of my stomach and navel. He felt the panty strap on his fingers when he swiped his hands over the lower abdomen. Again, I become super conscious to protect his hand reaching my sensitive and dangerous area where he can simply trigger me and make me break my self-control.
He fondled with panty straps and gently touched on side of panty. I kept my one hand covered exactly on top of my vagina over my panty. He rubbed the panty area and he realized that I have kept my hands exactly on top my soft pussy. He got disappointed, as he cannot feel the softness of pussy. I felt that is fine. It is not necessary for him to feel it.
He continued with my thigh, inner thigh, knee and up to foot and fingers. Now he made me to rotate and he stood back of me, I got bit nervous, as I could not see him what he is doing. He started his touch on my shoulders from back and started caressing the bare shoulders. Played with bra straps for a minute and he gestured by his touch to raise my hands. I raised my both hands like earlier, he caressed my below my armpits, rib and he slowly hugged me over boobs and started gently squeezing my boobs by standing behind, I just kept my palm on his hand to cautiously guard his hand moves to pull him out at any time. I allowed him to fondle it in gentle way.
He got excited with the intimate touches and started moving forward and his hard erected cock just tried to penetrate between my thighs. I gently moved forward and hinted him NO. He continued this same caressing and swiping his hands on my backside. He enjoyed holding my hip with great grip from my backside. He gently tried me push forward in bending pose from my backside. I understood his intention of making me in doggy position. I just refused to bend down, stood straight, and spanked him again.
After a serious 10 minutes of airport security type of pat down, he felt too much happy. He said, “Ramya thanks for all cooperation. You are really a sexy doll kind of personality. Excellent shape and structure” He teased me, I just smiled within myself. I felt happy with his appreciation of my shape.
By gently guiding him towards cot I gestured him to lie on his back facing the ceiling. I made his hands and legs spread on the cot like I did in the very beginning.
I walked to his head side and knelt down on the floor behind his head, and started gently massaging his head and shoulder. Kneeling down on the floor helped me to massage without the need to bend down in standing position. I gently massaged his shoulder and inserted my all ten fingers into his head hairs and gently pulled them and performed a relaxing head massage. He feels relaxed on my soft and yet non-erotic touches. Sudhip tried to move his hands to bring closer to me to grab me, I gently held his hands and kept it back on the cot and just by patting on his hands I gestured him to be patient and wait.
I just went around and massaged his leg and leg fingers, side of waist casually. Just gave 10 or 15 minutes standard, non-intimate massage. After 15 minutes, I decided that I need to progress on bit intimacy.
I said to myself that I should be in control and do not give up too much in excitement. I just pat on his shoulders and tried to rotate him. He understood my gesture, rotated his body, and lied facing down on the stomach. I just pulled him forward on the bench on his head side, he understood my gesture and he crawled a bit so that his head protrudes bit out of bench on the head side.
My standing position and bench height are in such a way that his head and hairs brushed my naval. I just bent forward on his back brushing my boobs on his back and started massaging his back and waist. He started taking his both hand to both sides of my hip and started grabbing them and squeezing my hip while I am massaging his back. This time I allowed him to feel the touch he was excited and started squeezing my hip, and he hugged me tightly where my naval is touching his forehead. He started slowly caressing my hip and back of hip and he started moving both his hands over my buttocks while hugging me tight he gently caressed all over my buttocks area to feel the panty line boundary.
I was seriously enjoying brushing my boobs on his back, also enjoying his sensual fingers touch on my hip, back, and buttocks. He groped my buttocks very tightly, started massaging them like kneading chapatti dough. He inserted his fingers into my panty on my buttocks side and started kneading my ass. I was mesmerized by his pressure touch on my butts. He again moved his hands on both sides of my panty and brought the hand to the hips side and gently inserted his two fingers inside panty (not on vagina side, just at side of panty). As long as his hands are not going to Vagina, I am comfortable allowing him. I felt it is fine, So I let him play there. He was playing around holding panty hip strap on the side and rolling, touching, pinching etc.
I could not see what he is doing behind me as I completely bent down on him resting my boobs on his back and massaging his buts. I thought I am done with his back massage, so I just stood straight from leaning position, I looked down at my panty, and I got shocked to see what he has done.
All these time while he played with the panty strap over my hip side, He smartly rolled and pulled the panty downward slowly to an extent where my top bulgy part of pussy like soft bun is out of my panty and inch of my vertical lips on my vagina are out of my panty visible outside. His face is close to the vagina. I got shocked to see my naked pussy outside of panty, but I felt relaxed as his eyes are blindfolded, so that he cannot see it. I just got ready to pull my pantie up to close it.
Before I could react, he opened his mouth brought his tongue outside and quickly did a fast lick on the open area of the vagina and rubbed his tip of the tongue on the slit between vagina. I got terribly shocked by his unexpected move. High voltage current passed through my body in that split fraction second where he forcedly licked my vagina and rubbed the clits with his tongue. My pussy and body felt extreme pleasure in that one-second lick, but I got angry on him as I am mentally not ready for it. I have already made the decision to not get into lick, fuck stuff. I got bit upset, I pushed him violently and pulled up my panty and stepped few steps back. I really spanked hard on his buttocks in a way he feels pain to strongly indicate that he is doing wrong.
I walked to his back and started writing on his back with my fingers letter by letter.
N … O. He started spelling the letters as I started writing and he read them together to form a sentence.
I started writing NO DON’T DO THIS, he read letter by letter as I started writing and understood the sentence and he said, “Ok I am sorry”. I kept silent without doing anything on him for 3 minutes. He said sorry multiple times as I am idle doing nothing on him.
My pounding heartbeat came back to normal after few minutes. I planted a gentle kiss on his back and wrote again “O..K let us start again”.
I just pat his back to indicate that I am normal and continuing. I went to his right side of the cot, held his both hands by my hands, started to pull him up, and hinted him to get up. He understood my gesture and raised his body from lying position to sitting position. I pulled his leg and hinted to come to sitting position on the side of the cot.
He understood my gesture and came to sitting position on the side of the cot. I pulled him forward indicating him to just sit on edge of the cot. He cooperated with curiosity and excitement and moved his buttocks forward to just sit on the edge of the cot. I just bent forward, touched his both knees and gently pushed away from each other. He understood my gesture, he spread his knees away and spread his both foot away and kept widen.
He fondled with panty straps and gently touched on side of panty. I kept my one hand covered exactly on top of my vagina over my panty. He rubbed the panty area and he realized that I have kept my hands exactly on top my soft pussy. He got disappointed, as he cannot feel the softness of pussy. I felt that is fine. It is not necessary for him to feel it.
He continued with my thigh, inner thigh, knee and up to foot and fingers. Now he made me to rotate and he stood back of me, I got bit nervous, as I could not see him what he is doing. He started his touch on my shoulders from back and started caressing the bare shoulders. Played with bra straps for a minute and he gestured by his touch to raise my hands. I raised my both hands like earlier, he caressed my below my armpits, rib and he slowly hugged me over boobs and started gently squeezing my boobs by standing behind, I just kept my palm on his hand to cautiously guard his hand moves to pull him out at any time. I allowed him to fondle it in gentle way.
He got excited with the intimate touches and started moving forward and his hard erected cock just tried to penetrate between my thighs. I gently moved forward and hinted him NO. He continued this same caressing and swiping his hands on my backside. He enjoyed holding my hip with great grip from my backside. He gently tried me push forward in bending pose from my backside. I understood his intention of making me in doggy position. I just refused to bend down, stood straight, and spanked him again.
After a serious 10 minutes of airport security type of pat down, he felt too much happy. He said, “Ramya thanks for all cooperation. You are really a sexy doll kind of personality. Excellent shape and structure” He teased me, I just smiled within myself. I felt happy with his appreciation of my shape.
By gently guiding him towards cot I gestured him to lie on his back facing the ceiling. I made his hands and legs spread on the cot like I did in the very beginning.
I walked to his head side and knelt down on the floor behind his head, and started gently massaging his head and shoulder. Kneeling down on the floor helped me to massage without the need to bend down in standing position. I gently massaged his shoulder and inserted my all ten fingers into his head hairs and gently pulled them and performed a relaxing head massage. He feels relaxed on my soft and yet non-erotic touches. Sudhip tried to move his hands to bring closer to me to grab me, I gently held his hands and kept it back on the cot and just by patting on his hands I gestured him to be patient and wait.
I just went around and massaged his leg and leg fingers, side of waist casually. Just gave 10 or 15 minutes standard, non-intimate massage. After 15 minutes, I decided that I need to progress on bit intimacy.
I said to myself that I should be in control and do not give up too much in excitement. I just pat on his shoulders and tried to rotate him. He understood my gesture, rotated his body, and lied facing down on the stomach. I just pulled him forward on the bench on his head side, he understood my gesture and he crawled a bit so that his head protrudes bit out of bench on the head side.
My standing position and bench height are in such a way that his head and hairs brushed my naval. I just bent forward on his back brushing my boobs on his back and started massaging his back and waist. He started taking his both hand to both sides of my hip and started grabbing them and squeezing my hip while I am massaging his back. This time I allowed him to feel the touch he was excited and started squeezing my hip, and he hugged me tightly where my naval is touching his forehead. He started slowly caressing my hip and back of hip and he started moving both his hands over my buttocks while hugging me tight he gently caressed all over my buttocks area to feel the panty line boundary.
I was seriously enjoying brushing my boobs on his back, also enjoying his sensual fingers touch on my hip, back, and buttocks. He groped my buttocks very tightly, started massaging them like kneading chapatti dough. He inserted his fingers into my panty on my buttocks side and started kneading my ass. I was mesmerized by his pressure touch on my butts. He again moved his hands on both sides of my panty and brought the hand to the hips side and gently inserted his two fingers inside panty (not on vagina side, just at side of panty). As long as his hands are not going to Vagina, I am comfortable allowing him. I felt it is fine, So I let him play there. He was playing around holding panty hip strap on the side and rolling, touching, pinching etc.
I could not see what he is doing behind me as I completely bent down on him resting my boobs on his back and massaging his buts. I thought I am done with his back massage, so I just stood straight from leaning position, I looked down at my panty, and I got shocked to see what he has done.
All these time while he played with the panty strap over my hip side, He smartly rolled and pulled the panty downward slowly to an extent where my top bulgy part of pussy like soft bun is out of my panty and inch of my vertical lips on my vagina are out of my panty visible outside. His face is close to the vagina. I got shocked to see my naked pussy outside of panty, but I felt relaxed as his eyes are blindfolded, so that he cannot see it. I just got ready to pull my pantie up to close it.
Before I could react, he opened his mouth brought his tongue outside and quickly did a fast lick on the open area of the vagina and rubbed his tip of the tongue on the slit between vagina. I got terribly shocked by his unexpected move. High voltage current passed through my body in that split fraction second where he forcedly licked my vagina and rubbed the clits with his tongue. My pussy and body felt extreme pleasure in that one-second lick, but I got angry on him as I am mentally not ready for it. I have already made the decision to not get into lick, fuck stuff. I got bit upset, I pushed him violently and pulled up my panty and stepped few steps back. I really spanked hard on his buttocks in a way he feels pain to strongly indicate that he is doing wrong.
I walked to his back and started writing on his back with my fingers letter by letter.
N … O. He started spelling the letters as I started writing and he read them together to form a sentence.
I started writing NO DON’T DO THIS, he read letter by letter as I started writing and understood the sentence and he said, “Ok I am sorry”. I kept silent without doing anything on him for 3 minutes. He said sorry multiple times as I am idle doing nothing on him.
My pounding heartbeat came back to normal after few minutes. I planted a gentle kiss on his back and wrote again “O..K let us start again”.
I just pat his back to indicate that I am normal and continuing. I went to his right side of the cot, held his both hands by my hands, started to pull him up, and hinted him to get up. He understood my gesture and raised his body from lying position to sitting position. I pulled his leg and hinted to come to sitting position on the side of the cot.
He understood my gesture and came to sitting position on the side of the cot. I pulled him forward indicating him to just sit on edge of the cot. He cooperated with curiosity and excitement and moved his buttocks forward to just sit on the edge of the cot. I just bent forward, touched his both knees and gently pushed away from each other. He understood my gesture, he spread his knees away and spread his both foot away and kept widen.