Date: 19 Feb 2002 04:50:03 -0000 From: Alisha Mathew A Subject: Sensual Vacation with My Aunt I By Alisha SENSUAL VACATION WITH MY AUNT By ALISHA I had appeared for the examinations for under graduation course and was relaxing at my home. Then my mother received an invitation from my mother's sister inviting me to spend my vacation with her at her countryside residence. It was not an ordinary residence but a palatial villa in the countryside which consisted of many rooms, a garden, an outdoor swimming pool and a great farm house. My aunt was a divorcee of an immensely rich man belonging to a royal family. When she was divorced from him, she had inherited a great wealth and a palatial residence. The circumstances under which she had to divorce him was unknown to me, but my aunty commanded great respect from all of my mother's family. She was astonishingly beautiful at a very younger age. While she was waiting to see the procession of our once upon a time king, a member of our royal family was fascinated by her beauty. He made a proposal next week to our home. Having an alliance with royal family was considered as a great luck, even though the children born out of such marriages were not considered as inheritors of royal wealth. So my aunty was married at the age of thirteen, when she had just attained her puberty. But she got divorce at the age of twenty after a long legal battle. She got an estate as alimony and she was living there alone with her servants and she was immensely rich too. The estate was far away from my home, it was about ten hour train journey. I started early morning and caught the train, my aunt had promised to send her driver at the station to receive me. She was still considered as a woman of royal family and therefore she did not appeared in public quite often. Only on special occasions people were allowed to see her. My mother had given me clue that I should not mingle with my aunt as I do with my mother. She was a great disciplinarian and very strict in etiquettes and manners. The train journey was boring and I reached the station at about 4 pm in the evening. The station was an old Victorian type and there was greenery everywhere. The station master was an old man, and there were few passengers to alight there. There was a wild life sanctuary nearby, so the forest was a protected one. I loved the scenery and when I came out of the station an old man came forward and shook hands with me. He was a man about 50 years old, he introduced himself as the chauffer. There was a worn out old Mercedes Benz waiting for me. The chauffer opened the front door and I took the front seat, which was a bucket type seat so that who want to go back had to shift the seat. The driver took his seat and started the car. There was a platform gear which was not flexible. He had to apply considerable force to put the car into first gear. His hands were shaky and I guessed that he might be a drunkard and to steady his hands he need his usual quota of liquor. Perhaps he did not dare to drink it since he had to receive me. The car was also very old like him, but it was quite comfortable. The country road leading to the estate was full of gutters and muddy. The chauffer found it very difficult to control the car with his shaking hands. After some time we saw a wooden board claiming that we are entering a private road, and it was entrance to the estate. The greenery was getting thicker, everywhere pickets of beautiful wild flowers, unknown orchids and cocoa plantations appeared. The car was finding it difficult to climb the steeps and soon the water vapour began emitting from the bonnet. The driver stopped the car and checked the engine, it was required to fill the radiator with water. So he took a can and disappeared in the narrow path downwards leading to a small hut. I tried to watch the nature meanwhile, but even after fifteen minutes there was no sign of the driver. So I decided to take a look for him and started to walk down the path towards the hut. The steep path was slippery and I had to remove my high heels to reach the hut. There was no sign of my chaffer. I went to the back of the hut and then I saw a lady bathing in the open drawing water from a well. She was a black lady obviously some laborer of the plantation. She was dressed in a towel which covered a little of her nudity. She was athletic built and she had two enormous breasts. She drew water from the well and poured it over her head again she would put the empty bucket into the well. There was a rope attached to the bucket and it was connected to a pulley. She was having some effort to pull the rope to get water. Then I saw my chauffeur. He was standing in the small cattle shed just behind the well. There was a cow eating grass tied to a pillar of the cattle shed. His pants was undone and it was lying around his ankles. He was shaking at something in his hand, and to my astonishment I saw that he was holding his penis in his hand and was stroking at it looking at the lady taking the bath. By that time the lady had stopped bathing. She was going to dry herself. She looked at the premises and confirmed that there was nobody around. She took away the little cloth she was wearing and wrinkled it to dry and started drying her hair using the towel. Her face and hair was hidden by the towel, and I could see her perfectly nude body before me. She had two big breasts dangling like two melons and she had a good patch of curly hairs on her armpits. She was black but there was something sexy about her body which attracted me. She doesn't have any extra flesh on her, she looked like a Flo-Joe to me, but a hairy Flo-Joe (god bless her soul). Her belly button was protruding out, that was the only ugly part about her. It was compensated by her smooth belly and the dark pubic triangle below it. Her cunt was a perfect triangle posted between two black pillar like thighs. Where was my chauffeur, I wondered. He was fervently stroking at his penis. Then what he did quite surprised me, he went to the back of the cow eating grass and inserted his penis into the backside of the cow. The cow did not give any signs of invasion. But I saw him moving to and from behind the cow and he was fucking the cow. My god, what a weird man he was, was he sane, I doubted. The woman put her leg on the round mud wall covered the well and was drying her legs. In this posture she was facing the chaffer, who was fucking the cow, and look at the cow, she was eating grass as if nothing had happened. I was mesmerized by her black buttocks which was visible to me. Her thigh was shining black and had well toned muscles. She then put the other leg on the wall and started rubbing between her legs. She dried the channel between her buttocks and then she rotated the wet towel around her asshole. Her hair was small so I could see her smooth broad shoulders and backside. Using one hand she kept the one edge of the towel on her front and using the other hand to pull the other end at her buttocks. But it was not an ordinary drying, she was applying much force and the towel was moving like a flannel between her pussy and asshole. Her nudity was too much for me too, I felt my panties too getting wet seeing her shining well toned body. I had never felt like that before, I felt ashamed at myself. Then there was no difference between my weird chauffeur and me. He was almost leaning forward on the cow as if hugging at it. I looked at the woman again, she was rubbing the towel between her legs and was shutting her eyes. I could guess that it pleased her and gave a remedy to the itch women often get when on heat. I too had rubbed my panties between my legs at nights, till a wave of pleasure originated from my pussy and spread tremors. Then I retired to the track and moved fast to my car. I got inside and began to finger my pussy. The nudity of the woman was inspiring me to achieve a quick orgasm. Then I saw in the rear glass the chauffeur coming slowly with water and he was finding it difficult to walk. I quickly adjusted my dress and pretended reading a magazine. The old man opened the bonnet and poured water into the radiator. He said some excuses about not finding water anywhere and taking them from a stream far away for being late. I didn't say anything. I was afraid to sit near him. I did not know what he would do next. At the old age he was able to fuck not a woman but an animal, without caring anything about the premises. We reached the villa at evening. My aunt was away to attend a party so I was asked to take rest by the secretary who was a middle aged man about 50 bald and always carrying a bag with him. A young girl called Jenny took my luggage and led me to a room. I was tired and decided to take a bath. Jenny arranged my suitcase on a table and showed me a wardrobe full of dresses so that I could select from them. She then closed the door and retired. I opened the bathroom and saw an expensively decorated bathroom. There was a bath tub, and so many showers, taps which I had never seen or used in my life. Then I heard a knock at the door and went to the main room again. Jenny was carrying a tray with some jugs. She told me its hot milk and asked me which drink I want tea or coffee. I decided for tea. The jug, glasses and saucers were all of silver. Jenny mixed some teabags, sugar cubes and poured milk and the result was excellent tea. It had a good fragrance and Jenny told me the tea was prepared from our own estate. When I had the tea, I asked Jenny's help how to use the equipments at the bathroom. "Shall I bath you madam?", she asked me. I was surprised at the question. "Your aunt used to get bathed by others, I can help you too", she said. Bathing by a servant was indeed a luxury, which I never imagined in my life. After all Jenny was about same age as me and I was interested to make a friendship with her. "Ok", saying this I took my salwar suit over my head and stood in my bra. I was wearing a bra which was a padded one,in fact my boobs were very small at that time. Then Jenny came and untied the pants by opening the strings. "Silk panties!, you are very good wearing them , I have never seen such cute panties!", she exclaimed. "Then what do you wear under, Jenny", I asked. "Just cotton underwear", saying this Jenny hiked her skirt. I saw her knickers type underwear. They were white but due to washing it was yellow color. I was stunned to see her thighs, they were like frozen butter. I had never seen such beautiful thighs, so smooth. I was full of envy at her beauty. "You have beautiful skin, Jenny", I said. "Oh madam, don't shame me, our butler Pappan used to say that to me. He will smack my buttocks every time I go to the kitchen", she said. Then she quickly added, "Oh madam, I should not have told such things to you, but you are of my age so I considered you be my friend". "Don't worry, Jenny we can be friends, you can touch my panties if you want, let me see yours", as soon as I said this she inserted her fingers into my panties and her fingers came to my front and searched for my pubic hair. When her hands came to get in touch with my pubic hair, she withdrew as if touched a hot iron. "Oh madam, you are grown up, you have hairs there, I don't have any on mine", saying this she yanked her cotton wear and showed me her pussy. She was true there was not a tiny hair on her pubic mound. She stood like a Venus carved out of butter. I reached under her and put my hands on her soft creamy pubic triangle. It was so smooth and felt like touching on the icing of a butter cake. "So smooth, like a velvet", I exclaimed. "Pappan said the same to me", she said. "You mean, the butler touched you there, why did you allow him to touch there", I asked her. 'Oh, madam I should not have told that, but he used to touch me there, he would give be rest of food and chicken in return, sometime he would give me money too, I have a big family depending on me. If I protest the butler would send me out of this house, he is our neighbour, he only made me servant here:", she said. "What else has he done to you?", I asked. Then Jenny was shy and told me, "Madam, you have to assure me that you don't tell this to anybody else", I promised. Then she told me that, sometimes he insisted her to grab his penis and shake it till he asked her to stop. I was taken aback by Jenny's reveals. So this palace is full of horny people. How came my aunt who was supposed to be a great disciplinarian keeping such weird people as her staff, I wondered. 'Ok, madam I will make your bath ready", saying this she went to the bathroom. I took of my dress and became completely nude. There was nothing to hide from Jenny, I decided. When I entered the bathroom, Jenny had filled the bath tub with scented water, and she added some soap into the bath, and a bubble bath was generated when she switched on a whirling instrument. "Madam, you are very beautiful, the best I have ever seen", Jenny's compliment excited me and I smiled. Jenny then took a bottle and poured some olive oil from it and began applying to me. She put my hair undone and took it to my front. She applied the oil after heating it in her palms and applied to my back. Her touch was so delicate that I thought some peacock feathers are applied to me. When my back was oiled well, she began to oil my boobs. She applied first to the areolas and then used the extra oil to spread on the complete boobs. Her palm was cupping my small boobs in the process. My nipples become engorged and touched her palm like two pebbles. She did not show feelings to recognize it but she pressed my nipples taking them between her fingers once in a while. My breasts were growing like an inflated balloon. Her touch was so delicate and the added presence of olive oil was pleasuring my breasts. The more she pressed the blood circulation increased and the initial tickling pave way to stronger desires. I thought of hugging Jenny and begging her to crush my boobs and flat them to mere piece of meat. Jenny had moved to my front and was rubbing oil on my calves. She was looking at my eyes like an ardent lover, I tried not to look at her. Her palm had reached to my thighs and she was applying more and more oil there. She was sitting on her heels and her face was almost near my pussy. "Madam, I beg pardon me if I am saying something improper, but your pussy has got a fragrance, which is very rare, do you apply camphor oil there", Jenny asked. "No, dear", I said. "Madam, you have to be proud of your pussy, it is so fragrant naturally, men would love to kiss there for eternity, if only our butler got the scent of your pussy, he would have died in your pussy", she said. "How did you know Jenny, has he sniffed at your pussy?", I asked. "Oh, I should not have said that, but our butler Pappan used to beg me to show him my pussy. There is no harm in showing it to him, isn't it, all he does is to sniff it and shake his penis when sniffing at my pussy, he would give me delicious sweets in return", she said. "Has he done anything else to you, dear", I asked. "Oh, madam, he would put jam to my pussy and lick it away using his tongue when nobody is in the kitchen, its no harm no, I must also admit that, I have started loving it nowadays. Sometimes he apply cinnamon paste into my pussy and its really setting fire in your pussy, but he will suck all of it suddenly, on those days he would give me extra money", she said. I didn't say anything. That fellow Pappan was sure exploiting this innocent girl. "Madam, forgive me if its improper, but can I, can I suck your pussy?", came her next question. I was not expecting such a bold request from her. "But, Jenny, if someone see us doing that", I stopped in the middle. "None would enter here, I have bolted the doors, don't worry madam, but please give me a chance, the fragrance of your pussy is intoxicating me, this smell, its very rare, I have never sniffed such a pussy, I am dying to suck it", saying that Jenny began to kiss me like a lover on my pussy. She was acting like she was mad, but her soft face and sweet lips were making its effect on me. I was finding it difficult to stand there which my pussy is eater by the girl. Soon I was lying on the floor and Jenny was spreading my legs wider and she was sucking me. Her soft face and lips were exploring my contours and folds inside my pussy. She had opened my pussy like a hibiscus flower and was drinking the nectar from it. She grabbed my butt with her hands and hiked me to her face. My head was spinning, I was going to die, I was going to explode like a volcano, Jenny was making me wet, Oh, god then I reached the peak. It was like jumping from a cliff to a deep valley. We lay there silent for some time, then Jenny made me stand up. "Its almost night madam, you have to bath, your aunt may come soon", she said. I was led to the bubble bath like a statue being taken to the pond by Jenny, my knees were shaking and I was having a head ache. Jenny put me in the water and it was so fragrant and warm. Then Jenny switched on a switch, the water began to bubble and making waves in the tub. I was just lying naked on a shore with lot of waves. But there was no sand, instead of the sand pebbles, there were soft caresses of Jenny's experienced fingers and a sponge which she was applying to my cleavages, armpits, the joint. Then I saw something soft pressing on my back. To my astonishment I saw Jenny too joined bath and she was nude like me. Her conical shaped tits were pressing on my back. She immersed herself into the water and lifted me to sit on her lap. Her hands started milking me again, she spread my legs wider and inserted her tiny fingers again into my pussy fold. The bubbles and whirling waves in the bathtub gave added pleasure. Jenny was fingering me slowly, very slowly, which I never could do better myself. It was like she knew just what did I want, she pressed my body at the right places at the right time. Finally she took a telephone shower and applied it directly to my pussy. It had warm water and it heated and cleaned all my vaginal juices and I was floating in the bath like a dead corpse. Then Jenny took me out of the bath, and using two Turkish towels dried me well. She took me to the bed room, she applied the hair drier and applied body spray to my underarms. Then she made me stand naked before the mirror. She applied hair drier to my pussy and the hairs down there were all spread and I saw on the mirror I had a considerable bush down there. Then Jenny took a trimmer and applied to my pussy. Before I could stop her my pussy was neatly trimmed and the hairs were all gone. "Your aunt does not like much bush growing down there", Jenny said with a smile. But how could my aunt know if I had a bush trimmed or not or even I had a bush, I wondered. Jenny kissed me and took a silk bra from the wardrobe and followed by a matching pair of panties. Like a little girl I erected my legs into the panty holes and Jenny put the bra covering my tits. She hooked them. How did my aunt keep underwear just of my size in the wardrobe? My under wears looked so obsolete and ugly compared to the silky ones I wore then. She put a silk robe over it. It was semi transparent and one could see my silk bra and panties through it. I wondered what would my conservative aunt say if she see me wearing them. Jenny smiled again as if she read my thoughts, "Your aunt like you to wear these dresses", then she retired to the kitchen. I looked at the mirror, my beauty has considerably increased after I came here. I gave a kiss to my image on the mirror. When I turned I heard the door opened and Jenny announced, "You aunt has come, she will meet you at her room, please come with me now". I followed her eagerly to meet my aunt. (To be continued)