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Introduction:

A carry over from last time. Please comment about what you want in the third part. I've got some good ideas for the next one but I want to know what you want in it. Thanks ;)

I got a lot of comments about people worried that im saying bad things about India. Just to let you know this is all made up. India is a really good country. india is nothing like how I describe it in the story and nether are indian people. Sorry that I may have made India sound bad.



The next morning 2


I woke up with an uncontrollable craving. I wasn't hungry, I was Horney. A pointy tent had formed in the sheets. I got out of bed and pulled down my now very tight boxers. I didn't gaze upon any normal morning bonner. It was huge, rock hard and desperately needed relief.

I stormed out of my room in a shirt and boxers. As I walked towards the elevator I noticed all the attendants staring at my bonner pressing tightly against my boxers.

"Sir, may I recommend that you use one of the hotels many massage parlours to take care of that," said a young attendant pointing at my bulging erection.

Seeing all the pretty girls and then talking to one of them about my penis was making me struggle for control of my bonner. " what floor?" Was all I could ask in a hasty voice.

"32nd floor," she replies sweetly. Then she smiled at me and stood in front of the wall again.

During the elevator ride images of last nights lap dance, the hot girls in The corridor staring at my bonner and one of them recommending the massage parlour to relieve it were filling my mind. I'm quite sure I could feel my bonner growing a quarter of an inch longer. It was painful. I thought about jacking off but there were cameras in the elevator.

When I finally arrived on the 32nd floor and the doors opened i stepped into a completely new world. The theme colour of the massage parlour was black with hints of brown. It was very professional looking and gave me some sense of relaxation to my Horney body.

The lights were dimmed and that along with the black and brown of the room made you feel very calm. There was soothing essence in the air and the walls were covered in black and brown Indian paintings of Leaves and spirals.


There was one receptionist dressed in a tight professional looking black and brown flowery dress. Her hair was in a bun and her cleavage was low and square shaped. I can only imagine the thoughts going threw her mind as I walked over to her with a massive bonner in my boxers and a scruffy shirt.

If she was disgusted she didn't show it, in fact she was very nice and didn't mind that I was looking at her boobs.

"Good morning sir, how can I help you today?" She said smiling sweetly.

Still looking at her boobs I replied, " I'd like a massage."

" ok sir, please fill out this form," she said as she handed me the form and a pen."As our first customer of the day you will get to choose the girl you'd like to give you your massage."

"Ok that's nice," I replied as I filled out the form. The first question asked how long you wanted your massage to be and gave you 4 choices. I selected extra long. The next question what types of massage you'd like and gave you 7 options including an extras box to fill in. I selected the full body massage and in the extras box wrote in my neatest writing 'hand job'.

The last box asked how old you like the person massaging you to be. I selected the under 16 box. I handed the form back to the receptionist and she read it and wrote on a small card the details of what type of massage I wanted. Her expression was the same as when I first saw her the whole time even when she wrote 'hand job' on the small card.

She gave me the card and said," give this card to which ever 14 or 15 year old girl you'd like for the massage." She then made a short call on the phone and another woman came out through a corridor to the left.

" follow me," she said and led me past the some other doors. This girl was dressed like the receptionist and was just as hot. We stopped at a door and she said," you can pick any girl through here for your massage."

The girl went back to the reception to help another customer and I went through the door. Through the door there was another corridor but this one had lots of rooms on each side of the corridor. Outside each room there was a girl with her hands behind her back.

These girls were like the attendants but each one was 100 times more beautiful. Even at 14 and 15 these girls had nice large boobs. I must say these girls are so much hotter than the girls at my school even though they are the same age.

During this trip I have felt very free to show girls how horney I am but being in the presence of such sexy girls made me embarrassed that my bonner was rock hard. I would have ran out of there because of my embarrassment if my dick wasn't hurting so bad.

I ignored all the embarrassment remembering that these girls were payed to serve customers. I walked down the corridor with as much confidence as I could. I liked all of them a lot but I could only choose one so I looked for the hottest. After what seemed like 10 minutes of looking I decided on a girl I liked.

She was the hottest girl I have ever seen. She would have probably be the coolest most popular girl in my school. She had long very thick shiny black hair tied in a curly ponytail tied in the centre of the back of her head.

Her face was extremely pretty with dark red lipstick and sexy eyes. She was slim and had huge breasts. She was tall and had amazing legs. I looked really shy as I handed her the card and she smiled at me when she saw the word 'hand job'.

She led me into the room and it was very calming. In the centre of the room was a a massage bench that faced a window with an amazing view. It was heavily tinted and the room lights were dim. There were paintings like those in the reception and at the back of the room there were shelves with massage equipment.

"Do you mind removing all your clothes and lying on your back facing up?" Said the girl.

"Ok,"I replied. I removed my clothes and lay on the bench. My erection was rock hard the whole massage. Her hands felt amazing on my body and even without touching my penis she manages to make it grow another quarter inch.

My erection was now reddish from all the pressure. The massage was soothing but it also made my erection hurt to the point where I had to stop myself from jacking off during the massage.

"Ok so that's your full body massage," said the girl in a sweet voice, "now about the extra. You've written hand job here........."

"Oh crap, is she not going to do it!!!?" I thought to myself.

" but you've also selected extra long." She continued saying," I'm not sure your going to last that long at all judging by the tension in your penis."

" oh, umm sorry." I replied.

" no no it's fine, it's just that the moment I touch your penis you'll probably ejaculate."she said

I love how she said ejaculate. It reminded me that she's my age and doesn't say cum but also she's smart and knows what ejaculate means.

She moved to the shelves at the back and gave me two pills and a glass of water.

"Here take these," she said," it'll make it near impossible for you to ejaculate but when you do it'll feel really good."

I swallowed the pills with the water and lay on my back looking up at her. The girl brought a bottle of warm oil and poured it slowly onto my penis and onto her hands She then gently placed the tips of her fingers onto the shaft of my penis.

Her hands were incredibly warm and gentle. She slowly moved her fingers up and down.

" ahh ahh ahhh ahh ahhh ah," I moaned. The feeling was amazing. After some time she wrapped her whole hand around my penis. She jerked me slowly while I stared at her cleavage and beautiful face. She tightened her grip slightly and I felt my cum rise.

" oh ohh ohhh, I'm gunna cum," I moaned softly so the people outside couldn't hear. I reached the point before ejaculation as i raised my hips. The girl kept jerking me slowly. I tensed up as I could feel mu cum ready to squirt. Then nothing came out. The tension built and slowly faded.

" sir, the pills will make sure you cant cum for a long time," said the sweet girl, "also this room is completely soundproof so you can climax as loud as you want."

I wasn't angry I wasn't able to cum. I was happy this ment I could enjoy the hand job without fear of cumming easily and I could moan as loudly as I wanted. The girl picked up the pace and I experienced climaxes again and again without cumming. It felt amazing and the tension built up in large amounts in my penis but it felt so good.

"Faster faster faster!!!" I half shouted half moaned.

The girl jerked me faster and faster. I reached such a high level of sexual excitement and tension I almost passed out a few times. Her hand was now a blur rapidly bringing me to the edge over and over again.

Her grip was so strong and her arm was so fast that after more than an hour of nonstop jerking as fast as she could i new I was going to cum. It built up inside of me. My testicles felt very tight and all muscle power went to my penis.

I raised my week hips one last time as I finally ejaculated.this was no normal ejaculation it was amazing. I literally released my cum for a whole 2 minutes. It felt so good and the girl kept jerking me at full speed as I came.

When I finally stopped cumming she jerked me super slow and her grip was super tight.after a while once all the cum was squeezed out she stopped jerking me. The whole hand job I had kept my eyes on her face, ponytail and boobs.

She brought me a warm towel and wiped the cum that landed on me and helped me into my clothes again. I really needed help because I was shaking from the experience. She even took me to my room where I fell asleep.

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