Date: 19 Feb 2002 04:50:03 -0000
From: Alisha Mathew A <alisha69ksk@rediffmail.com>
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)