Indians will do anything for money part 2 - Sex Stories

Indians will do anything for money part 2

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 ...