We had gone on a long holiday to the south of India last month and we happened to stay over at Chennai for a couple of days in one of the most expensive properties there. On one of the nights we were walking on the beach and Rashmi was drunk. 4 glasses of wine down. I was slightly drunk too and it was 11 pm.
Rashmi said, she wanted me to give her a body massage and I was too tired for that. So we asked the hotel for a lady masseuse. They said, the spa had closed for the day and we had to check with them only the following day. I tried to massage her, but she said ‘You are too soft baby. It’s ok, don’t try. You need to build some muscles for that, LOL’.
Rashmi made me feel so weak. I nodded my head and she said, ‘Awwww baby, don’t be upset. I’m sorry, I just said it by mistake’. Inside, I was feeling horny, jealous and angry. It was a burst of emotions but the sex drive took control. I began looking for masseurs online and 3 – 4 of them responded. They asked me to describe her so they could send someone good for the job. They took her stats down and sent two men to our resort. One of them had finished his shift and was just driving along.
Soon, the bell rang and in walked 2 pitch dark men who looked like body builders. 6’3″ in height, thick black long beards, hair tied in man buns. They both looked similar in personality and style, but had slightly different features. Both were strong and built like solid rocks. At this point, I was a bit unsure and asked Rashmi if she wanted to go ahead. She was by now imagining these men touching her beautiful curvy body in all places. She said, ‘it’s ok. Let them do their job and leave. My body is really hurting’.
Anbarasan and Raaja were their names and they both began the massage. One of them on the shoulder, the other her legs and then asked her to strip. I was shocked at their order. Rashmi was a bit stunned too. Anbu said ‘Do as I say, you will feel good’. So Rashmi stripped and was blushing at the same time. I could see Raaja’s eyes light up and Anbu’s too. Her white melons behind that satin black bra and her chubby navel and her black satin panties looked so good. She was a pocket sized bomb.
By now, a drunk Anbu was a bit out of control and Raaja too. They both pretended to massage her but instead felt her cute, curvy soft body all over with their strong arms and by now, Rashmi was aroused. Anbu kissed her gently on her neck, moved his huge strong palms down her milk jugs while Raaja began arousing her clitoris. She was wet already. Rashmi began moaning uncontrollably and was shivering in the arms of this rock solid beast Anbu and since she was so out of control, pulled his man bun with her tiny hands, dragged him close to her and kissed him passionately. Both the men were smelling of a musky odour that would definitely be sexy for Rashmi.
Raaja was arousing her clit so loudly, She wiggled, wriggled, fell off bed in the highest sense of pleasure and was loud. Both of them looked at me like I was a loser husband, which I was actually and gave me a dirty smirk. They proceeded towards Rashmi and one of them lifted her up like how one would pick up a towel and throw the towel across his shoulder. Raaja did exactly that with my wife. He picked her up and placed her on his strong muscular broad shoulder. I could see his strong back and Rashmi lifted her head, looked at me and smiled. They took her to the luxury suite bedroom, dropped her there like a toy and Anbu jumped on Rashmi. He did’t waste much time and asked Raaja to come on the other side of the bed. Each one had one mouth on one tit of Rashmi’s.