Indian Servant Ch.02

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Maid and Mistress of the house become intimate.
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Part 2 of the 2 part series

Updated 09/22/2022
Created 12/07/2003
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Celine

I woke up with the most wonderful feeling next day. Even Sylvester noticed that I was chirpier than usual. Roger was exceptionally quite. He was trying to shun me and kept away from me; fortunately no one else noticed there was some thing amiss in the air. I tried to catch his eyes but he kept avoiding it. I was a bit annoyed, but by the same token I could understand that he was quite apprehensive after what happened the previous day.

I waited until every one was out of the home. He was in the kitchen having his breakfast. I went and sat on a chair opposite to him. I had to some how or other break this impasse.

“Roger why are you trying to avoid me?”

I was forthright. He did not reply.

“Whether you want me to or not I am going to say this. What ever we did yesterday was the most wonderful thing which has ever happened to me in my life”.

He still did not open his mouth.

“Okay if that is how you want it let it be so”.

I got up and walked away. There were tears in my eyes, but I tried to hide it from him.

I tried to keep my self occupied but I could not. I was so miserable that I could concentrate at all. After some time I thought I will try another approach.

“Roger, what do you say? We go out for a drive to Mount Sugar Park?”

He has mentioned that he would love to go there and wanted to take some photos to send back home to his family. It was about an hour’s drive from our home. It is a forest reserve area which is made up of a curved range of hills that roll around the side of a lake.

He was preparing the dinner for the family and did not reply straightaway. After a long pause he nodded his head.

“We will leave as soon as we get the chores done and get the dinner ready for tonight”

In case we get delayed I did not want the kids to come home and find there was no food. We quickly got the task in hand out of the way and packed a picnic hamper for lunch.

It is very scenic drive but most of the roads aren't sealed. The view is wonderful. There was hardly any conversation during the journey. It was driving me mad. I wanted to hold his hands and say lots of things to him, how wonderful he was the previous day and how much I loved him etc etc. But his silence made me hold back the desire to express my love. I know the time will come, sooner or later.

When we reached there, we explored the lookouts spread across the hill tops. We drove around looking at the view from all the vantage points and he was able to take quite few photos of the magnificent scenery. Finally, we parked the car under a shade in a secluded area. As we sat and watched from my car, we could see the sunlight casting long shadows of the trees and the colour of the lake changing.

We started to feel hungry and Roger got out of the car and fetched the hamper. We unpacked some food and sat in the front of the car munching watching the horizon. The silence was gradually breaking and we chatted as we ate; not a word was uttered about the previous day’s happenings. I said some thing funny and we both laughed. He laughed so much that accidentally he spilled his coke all over my top. I thought it was a great joke but he was worried about the seats in my new car.

"I am sorry", he apologised.

I laughed it off "Lucky it is all on me and didn't stain the seat".

Roger passed me a napkin from the hamper. I patted myself dry and then passed it back to him to put in the rubbish bag.

Roger must have noticed that I had missed a drop on my chin and he reached out to wipe it off for me. His face was close to mine as he touched me. It was no surprise when he quickly planted a kiss on my chin. That was the cue I was waiting for. I kissed him back. In no time at all we were in a deep embrace kissing deeply.

We made out for quite some time as the sun slowly began to sink behind the mountain slopes. I loved the colours as I caught a glimpse of them each time I opened my eyes. He put his hands around me and started to rub at my breasts through my dress. I love my breasts being rubbed. It just melts me. It wasn’t so much longer before I felt his hands slide down the front of my dress and start to rub my legs. His touch really made me feel alive. Brought back the lovely memories of the day before. But this was different. It was romantic and was magical.

He slipped his hand up the inside of my dress and ran his hand over my belly. His skin on my skin made me tingle. I began to feel quite warm but it wasn't that easy to get comfortable in the front seat of the car. I didn't want to move too much though in case it broke the moment.

Soon his hand was up inside my dress and under my bra. He felt my nipples with his fingers and they went all hard and pointy. I love the feeling of that happening. It tingles my whole chest. Roger was toying with my breasts when suddenly I got a terrible cramp in my left leg. I couldn't control it or ignore it and I flung him away to stretch my leg out. It started to hurt a lot so as soon as I could, I got out of the car to walk around a bit. He followed me out and walked around the car to me.

"Sorry about pushing you away", I smiled at him through the pain.

"That is alright. It is really not so comfortable in the car any how", he replied.

After a few minutes I had it under control and my leg was settled. I leaned back on the side of the car.

"Is it ok?" he asked me.

"Yes Thank you, not bad now", I said as I reached out to him to bring him close to me again.

As he moved in to me, his hand lowered to my leg and he began to rub my thigh with a one handed massage. I sighed as his touch melted the knots in my muscles.

After massaging my leg for a while he asked me, "How was that?"

"Wonderful thanks", I replied and with that we started to kiss again.

Moments later, Roger's hands started to wander again but this time he put his hand up my dress and then straight down inside my panties. He couldn't do that in the car. It was wild to feel his fingers rubbing against my pussy and petting my hair.

We kissed long and hard as he poked around and stroked me. I could feel the heat building up and I wasn’t surprised when he started to slip his fingers inside of me. I was already moist and it felt great. Roger was beginning to get very excited too. I could feel the heat in his jeans as I ran my hands down his body. His fingers brushed up and down between the lips of my pussy and he teased my clit each time. It was such as sweet feeling. He kept teasing my clit until it started to swell. With each pass he gently drew on my clit until it was standing out proudly from my pussy lips.

It was funny that I started to unfasten his jeans at the same time as he started to push my panties down my legs. As I was wrestling with his zipper I felt my panties drop down around my ankles. I slipped my hand inside his undies and put my hand around his hot cock. It felt awesome. So hard, solid and hot. I could feel the veins with my fingertips and sense him pulsating with excitement. I pulled it out from his undies to the open air so I could feel its length. I tingled all over my body when I felt how good it was. Stroking his length with my hand made me a little dizzy with excitement.

Roger moved close into me and held my dress up around my waist as he pushed his cock toward my pussy. He jiggled around and teased at me with it before it finally slotted into my pussy lips. Then gently he held me close and pushed the head of his cock inside me. I couldn’t have wanted it to feel any better than it did. He had me so wound up!

He started to stroke his cock in and out of me, each time it seemed to go a little further inside of me. It was great. I held him close to me and closed my eyes as he pleasured me.

"You don't want to stop do you?” he asked me.

"Oh no", I replied.

He took my arm and led me toward the front of the car. I sat on the side of the bonnet, just above the wheel and he moved toward me again. This time he put his hands up my dress and held my hips.

He smiled at me and whispered "Turn around".

His hands guided my hips around until I was facing away from him. He rubbed his hands down around my rear and around my thighs and gently pushed my legs out so they were a little apart. Oh my God. Only yesterday I was thinking how naive he was, being a virgin and all, and here he is, seem to know more than I have ever experienced in my life time!

His hand ran up between my legs and he started to finger me again. It felt great. I leaned forward a little and put my hands out on the bonnet with my eyes closed. The fresh air, the warmth and his touch was so right. I felt his fingers explore me again. I was getting soaking wet.

A short time later he pulled his hand away from me and lifted my dress back up around my waist again. I felt him move close in behind me and then I felt his cock pressing into my pussy again. I slipped my legs apart wider for him. It felt so great to have his penis inside me again. It seemed to reach further inside me than before so I spread my legs a little further. As I did, he placed his hands on my hips and drew me back tight on him. That made it even better.

He slid his cock into me and stroked it all the way out each time. I loved it. I was worlds away in pleasure. He worked me so well that I leaned right forward and rested my head on my crossed arms on the bonnet of the car. My hair fell down around my face and bounced in time with his strokes. I am sure I looked like a rag doll but I didn't care about that anymore. There was no one around for miles, even if there were people, I would not have cared.

The heat coming off the car and the passion made me start to sweat a little. I could feel Roger becoming more intense. I don't know if his cock was getting even bigger or whether it was just my pussy clamping onto him but it felt really good. I climaxed right there and then. My mind was spinning; I tilted my head back up briefly as my pussy growled around his shaft. Roger must have felt my pussy twitching and grinding because he came inside me soon after. I felt his hot juice enter me deep inside. He held his cock deep inside me until he had his cum completely drained. It felt wild. I could feel it all happen.

My hair was tangled and a little wet from being tossed around my head, but I didn't mind. It was an awesome experience. Roger moved back away from me and I felt his wet cock drop away from me. He went around the other side of the car to straighten himself up. I was surprised that after what we have gone through, he was still modest. I reached down and picked up my panties from the ground. I used them to wipe my pussy dry and then tossed them into the bushes. I have to do without one I guess and could easily make it home without panties.

We drove home. We didn’t say a lot on the way. I felt very ecstatic and dreamy and all I wanted to do was to go home and sleep. As we drove into the garage, we heard the kids coming through the gate. That was a lucky escape! I asked Roger to take care of them and went straight to bed. I was woken up by a phone call. It was Sylvester, he was held up at work because of some complication with one his patients; he wanted to remind me about the parent teachers meeting we had to attend that evening. Shit! I clean forgot about it.

I got up and asked the Roger to take care of the kids’ dinner. I needed a shower and then got dressed and left the place in a hurry. When the meting finished it was almost 9 pm. I rang home on my mobile. Roger answered. He said that the kids have gone to sleep and Sylvester rang to say that he was staying overnight at the hospital as he had to take the patient back to the theatre. He asked me where I had any thing to eat. I told him I had supper and was not hungry at all and will see him soon.

When he said that Sylvester was not coming home, I could not help but to get excited about the prospects of spending the night with Roger. No one was within hearing distance. I told him that I loved him and asked him to wait for me in my bed room. He did not say any thing when I hung up.

I was so excited that I could not remember the drive back home. I parked the car and rushed into the bed room. As I expected, Roger was waiting for me. He was sitting quietly on the bed. As soon as I entered the room he got up and came towards me. We clutched each other in a deep embrace and kissed passionately.

Roger

I watched her coming across the room. She looked beautiful. She was dressed up more than her normal self for the meeting she attended. She had a tight fitting blouse which exaggerated her bosom and a skirt which was bit on the shorter side. It made her look younger than her age.

I began groping and squeezing her large full breasts through the silky blouse she wore. She sighed and arched her back at my touch, enjoying it greatly. I placed an arm around her pulling our bodies closer to each other. I wasted no time and used both hands to pull her skirt upwards, bunching it together at her thin waist. I slipped her silky panties down and off, my right hand brushed over and across her beautiful, splendid ass.

I unbuttoned her blouse with one of my hands. Once it was halfway undone, I slipped a hand inside and squeezed the heavy, thick underside of one of her bra-clad breasts. Celine giggled at my touch, as I used my other hand to finish taking care of the blouse's remaining buttons.

I whisked her bra off and away. Except for the skirt, which was bunched up around her waist Celine was now completely nude. Her body shivered with delight as I began tweaking one of her breasts with my fingertips, while paying real close attention to its hard, thick nipple.

As she looked at me with a lustful expression, I could not help but to press his lips against hers for a heated kiss. Celine put a hand behind my head and pulled my mouth hard against hers for a tongue-to-tongue exchange. I tilted my head and drove my tongue deep into her sweet mouth.

Celine broke the kiss by gently pushing my head away from hers. I was not of what she was going to do next. She turned around and dropped down to her knees, right in front of me. She unzipped my jeans and pried them open, then pulled them down slightly - past my hips. My bulge was tenting against the cotton undies I was wearing. She pressed her mouth gently against the tip of the bulge which sent a shudder all through my body. She then did the same to my undies to release my pulsating erection. Celine licked her lips as she looked at my cock with her black eyes sparkling with desire.

She gripped the length of my cock with her manicured little hand and offered it a good squeeze. I started to moan as she used her other hand to cup and massage my fleshy, hairy testicles. What she did shocked me beyond ant expectations. She swiped away at the tip of his shaft with her velvety tongue. All the time she was watching my face for my reaction. I have never ever imagined a woman will ever do such a thing to a man and wow it was unbelievable. She gently teased the head of my cock licking and swirling her tongue in a circular motion going around the head. It was driving me wild! She started to lick and slide her tongue across the thick head of my cock several times, all in repeated succession.

“Oh my God what are you doing Celine?” I exclaimed.

I did want her to stop it. But.. To do this..

She did not reply. How could she. Her mouth was busy driving me crazy. Eventually, she slipped the shaft between her moist lips, and took it into her mouth. She let out a hoarse moan as she began to suck and slurp away upon my cock.

Celine focused her eyes upon my face as she started to bob her head up-and-down over my throbbing cock. Gripping the base of my shaft with her right hand, she continued to slurp away upon its length with her mouth and tongue. I sighed in lust as she looked up at me with a sexy expression, her mouth stuffed full of my cock. All the while, her head just kept bobbing, as her glossy-red lips provided hot, wet friction while clamped tightly around my shaft. I could feel an orgasm brewing within myself. With the feel of her mouth upon my cock, as it just sucked and sucked away... he was getting close to an orgasm.

She must have sensed that I was extremely close to cumming in her mouth, so she decided to increase the ferocity of her sucking. I was quickly loosing control of myself. I grunted as thick globs of sperm shot out from within my cock, directly into Celine’s awaiting mouth. She guzzled my cum down her throat, relishing in its delicious taste. I continued pumping a steady stream of cum into her throat for several seconds, but eventually, the spasms slowed down. To my horror she swallowed every drop of my cum! She continued to lick my cock until it was squeaky clean.

She got up from her knelling position and put her hands around me and kissed me passionately. I kissed her back with equal fervour. I could taste my cum on her lips.

“I love you Celine”. I mumbled.

She pulled her face away form mine and looked into my eyes with a teasing smile on her face.

"You have to prove that honey”.

"What do you mean" I was puzzled by her remark.

“You have to reciprocate what I did for you”.

“You mean..?”

“Yes of course. Don’t you like to do that to me?” she asked.

There was a touch of annoyance in her tone, I was not sure whether it was for a fact or she was still teasing me.

“Of course I will love to do that. But.. I have never done that before…”

“Just do what ever comes to you mind honey. I am sure I will love what ever you do to me”.

She took off her skirt and sat on the edge of the bed. I was not sure what I was supposed to do. She beckoned me to come and kneel in front of her facing up to her. I did as she told me. She bowed down and kissed me gently on my lips.

“I love you honey”

I bent down and burrowed my face between the hairy joining of Mary's luscious thighs. It smelt wonderful and she gently separated her thighs allowing my face to reach its target.

"Ohhhhh..."

She moaned, while watching the top of my head, which was nestled between her thighs. With her right hand, she reached down and grasped my head, pushing it into her pussy. I began to probe her pussy with my tongue. She let out a very pleasurable sigh as I gave the gateway to her heaven a series of strokes with my tongue. The pubic hair was clipped. I repeatedly swiped my hot tongue over and across the swollen lips of Celine’s wet pussy. She groaned and squirmed in undeniable pleasure, with her thighs closed tightly around my head. I was suffocating for breath. Without a doubt, she was absolutely loving it.

I continued to lick and slurp away at her pussy, all the while enjoying its delicious taste. I knew that I had Celine in a sexual frenzy, as she panted and writhed. I soon increased the tempo of my oral work and knew that with the reaction of her body, Celine was close to an orgasm. There was little doubt of that.

I never realised how much of pleasure a man’s tongue could give to a woman. This was a new world for me.

Arching her neck and back, Celine soon cried out in hot passion as a sweet orgasm ripped throughout her body. I continued licking away, until her orgasm eventually subsided. I continued to rest my face in her hairy nest as she gently patted my head. I must have dazed off for a minute or so before I suddenly woke up. Just resting my face in her crutch was like being in heaven. I could spend the rest of the night like this.

She gently made me get up from my kneeling position and guided me into the bed. We were both exhausted after the hectic activities during the day, and before soon went off to sleep.

I suddenly woke up by the angry voice of the master.

“What the heck is going on here?”

Shit. We must have slept through the night. Sylvester was standing at the door of the bed room. Celine and I were lying naked on the bed. I looked at the bedside clock. It was 6 am. It was too obvious what was going on. I tried to cover my self with the bed sheet. Celine was out of the bed in no time. She quickly close the door tot h bed room. I knew what she was trying to do. She was trying to prevent the kids from hearing what was going on.

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