
If you are a new reader, please visit the author's ftp site
at asstr.org to read all previous parts.

WARNING: DO NOT PROCEED BEYOND THIS WARNING IN CASE YOU ARE 
BELOW 18 YEARS OF AGE OR NOT SUFFICIENTLY MATURED. PLEASE
DO NOT PROCEED IF THE CONTENTS ARE DISTURBING TO YOU.

Nandita 

-----------------------Manly Massage: Part-6------------------------------------------------------

The bedside lamp was on and I was lying next to Raja on the bed. He was reading the bunch
of stapled papers that I had given to him and I was gently caressing his hair.

"Wow ! "Raja"- a nice name for me " he commented with a  big smile and appreciation.

"Not just Raja. Read later. It is Rajarshi, a combination of Raja (king) and Rishi (saint)." I replied back.

"But, your real name is lot sexier than Nandita. Hey, I don't like that name. Think of a better one." he criticised.

"No, it's going to be Nandita only. I like it."I was quite firm to keep my name as "Nandita" (happy woman).

"Okay, granted. It's your writing." he accepted my words and continued reading the story that I had written
during his three days' absence.

"Good erotica !!!" was his comments after he finished reading my incomplete story. He kept the papers on the bedside
table and said, "Why don't you post it to asstr ?"

"Kidding ?" I had to ask, because I have never written anything publicly earlier, except for the college 
magazines (non-erotica of course !!).

"No, I mean it !" he looked serious. Both of us had been watching this website for quite sometime and
although I love erotica, honestly, I never contemplated writing anything out there, especially when a powerful female writer 
is portraying  Indian erotica  so elegantly in asstr. 
But my husband gave me sufficient encouragement to decide in favour of the submission.

"Tell me how will your story end ? Will Nandita run away with Bachchu ?" he laughed.

"Oh no, I won't go upto that extent ! Haven't I acted
just like the way you fooled me telling about your relationship with your maid-servant ?" we burst into laughter
together and spontaneously embraced.

"So, am I going to give you a manly massage tonight ?" he said with an amorous glance at me.

"You naughty-----" I just managed to reply before coming within a tighter embrace of my only man in life. No, there is no Bachchu
anywhere. He is just an imaginary character. And I am perfectly healthy with no signs of backpain.

The only true part of the story is what you are reading now.

The lights went off. 

Then ? ........................................................................................................

When it ended, I whispered with a passionate kiss, "After what you have done just now, can I call you 
a rishi (saint) any more ? You are just my Raajaaa (the king)...Ummmmm"

"So you are my Raani (the queen)! Do you know we shall spend this weekend at Chandipur on sea ?"

"Rea---lly ? For more manly massages ?". The smile on my face was very very naughty.


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Hello readers,

How do you feel ? I am overjoyed with nice comments (and criticisms) that I have 
received from you so long.I thank all of you again.This is a fantasy fiction, which I 
didn't want to disclose in the beginning. We share many such fantasies to add 
spices and charm to our married life.

Recently I received a mail from one of my readers, who said that my story has
ignited a new feeling of passion in their husband-wife relationship. Nothing can make
me happier than this. If there is any message that I wish to convey through this
story, it goes like this : let erotic stories and fantasies enrich your own married life.

In Indian society, there is a social barrier between the have-s and the have nots.
Those who are in the lower strata of the society are often looked down upon. In my fantasies,
I often enjoy breaking this class barrier and mix erotically with the simple rustic folks.
Some people may find this idea objectionable and unacceptable, but I don't. When
my husband had told me about his erotic fantasy with a maid servant, I imagined 
a reversal of roles and felt the whole idea so very exciting to me as a fantasy. 

I don't know if and when I will write again.  Post emails freely to my mailbox at:
nanditadd@rediffmail.com
Your comments make me so happy. I love to read them again and again, any time. Bye,

Nandita

 