CHAPTER 59: BATHE WITH THE MAID 3 — FREYA ZEALTHAR*

Freya soft hands moved forward finally touching his broad chest, rousing him from his earlier daze. Subconsciously his jaws clenched in nervousness.

Then, Her two hands moved across his wide chest with a delicate, almost magical movement — properly feeling it while at the same time also applying the soap over it. Her fingers tracing every contour of his chest muscles as though memorizing every line and curve of his chest.

Her every deliberate touch making a shiver run down his spine.

Black too panned his quivering golden gaze towards Freya. More specifically looking at the valley hidden between her two large bosoms.

After a while as Freya leaned forward, her crimson-red eyes lost in her own world — her hands moving over his shoulders, then slowly behind his neck, hence giving him a clear unobstructed upper view of her large boobs.

That glittering ivory skin of her bosoms making his eyes wander.

Meanwhile, after applying the soap over his neck and shoulders properly, she again moved backward however in her current absent minded state she didn’t realize that her earlier action had caused her thigh length white towel to move backward too, towards her supple butt, making her pink vertical lips to become completely visible to Black’s eyes.

Black gulped — At the unobstructed sight of the beautiful pink pussy which was spreading slightly because of Freya’s squatting position.

Just the amazing sight before him was enough to completely overwhelm his naive mind.

He don’t know how but he suddenly had a curious thought pop in his empty mind, a totally instinctual thought, something that all virgin males in the world had atleast wondered ones before — ’how does it feel to touch there!!?’

Hence with a total subconscious movement he acted upon his curious thought.

Therefore with a growing heart beat his right hand moved forward. and even before he knew it — he touched it. His hand feeling the suppleness of that area! of her pink pussy.

"Ekkk!!"

A rather adorable voice pulled him out of his reverie. Curious he turned towards the voice, only to see Freya had stopped washing his chest, her hands trembling, her gaze quivering, her beautiful face flushed crimson red like a newly bloomed flower of dawn.

Then his gaze traveled downward towards her pink vertical lips and his right hand that was touching and pressing them — causing his heart to shudder and his mind to shiver! than his golden eyes to widen — stunned, when he realized just what he had done and just where his hand was placed.

’When did — ’

He quickly shook his head and directly looked at Freya — his eyes pleading in apology — asking for forgiveness yet still his hand didn’t move even a single inche from where it was as though it was possessed, or had gained a mind of its own thus refusing to move.

Freya too matched his gaze, temporarily stopping the movements of her other hand too, then with trembling eyes filled with some unknown desire, she replied.

"Ma-Master don’t worry about anything. It’s.. It’s alright.. you can continue.. I don’t mind.. Since as your Maid it is my foremost duty to obey your commands and.. and fulfill your desire.. no matter what.. they might be!!." She said, her voice low and husky, she lowered her beet red head and started moving her hands again — washing him.

Black nodded absent mindedly, "Re-Really. Can I!!?" He mumbled, his voice hoarse and rough — looking directly at her pink pussy lips.

Without matching his intense gaze Freya Zealthar simply nodded her head lightly. She was really at her wits end since a man was touching her very innocence! her most cherished place for the first time. Yet she didn’t feel repulsed or disgusted by his touch instead a kind of eagerness bloomed within her young maiden’s heart, something she had never felt before.

A growing anticipation was bubbling within her, her inexperienced mind spun with millions of possibilities trying to imagine — now what Black would do to her next after getting her permission.

Meanwhile Luna just gazed at Black and Freya from the side, her heart too was beating erratically, her face burning in embarrassment and shame. Many different thought running through her mind. Yet the most prominent of them was a rising desire to experience what Freya was experiencing, it was taking form in both her heart and mind even without her realizing it.

However Black’s complete focus was only on Freya. Before his golden eyes only one woman existed for him at this moment while everything faded into obscurity.

His gaze then traveled downward towards her hair-less pussy lips where his right hand was glued. He didn’t say anything! he didn’t even thought of anything and just simply traced his fingers over the contour of her vertical slit.

While she continued washing him but this time her movement were slow as she released soft moans and groans because of the rising pleasure she was feeling through Black’s simple actions.

"Ahh!!" "Haa!!!"

Her voice like a melodious song of a seductive siren echoing in Black’s mind making him bolder by each passing second as he slowly increased the rhythm of his awkward and amateurish hand movement.

"Ahhh... Ahhh... Ahhgggaahah.. " At his increased speed Freya abruptly stopped washing his body and leaned forward, her hands clutching his shoulders, her chin resting over his left shoulder. Her breath ragged.

"Aahhh... Master.. don’t.. don’t stop... yes.. yes.. haauuggaahh.. " with her seductive voice she moaned in his ear because of the surmounting pleasure, further tightening her hold around his shoulders, her lust-filled voice causing his eyes to turn red.

While he too increased the pace of his right hand — fingering her with an even more passion! even more vigor!.

After just a few minutes —

"Master.. I’m.. something... is coming.. I’m coming.. Master.. don’t stop.. yes.. yes.. yes.." she shouted, her eyes glazed as she too started moving her hips in rhythm with his hand.

"Haa!!!" "Haaa!!" At her seductive voice even his own breath turned ragged and heavy.

"Master... Master.. Master.. " she cooed! She moaned while gazing at him with her half lidded crimson red eyes.

However abruptly her glazed eyes fell upon his wet lips, in her rising desire! her surmounting pleasure.

She directly latched her pink lips with his — devouring him, kissing him frantically, she didn’t even wait for anything and directly plunged her tongue inside his mouth.

There tongues intertwined, there saliva mixed in his mouth, while she drank it with an intoxicated expression on her face, her hands clutching his cheeks — she looked at his golden eyes with a almost possessive look.

"Master.. Master.. Oh My Master.. My Master..Ohhhh!!!!! ~~~ " she cooed! she moaned in his mouth all the while muttering his name like a broken record, totally lost in the thores of there intense passion.

Black mirroring her intense and possessive gaze increased the intensity of his fingers moving across her pussy lips.

Furthermore even he was starting to feel good with how passionately Freya was kissing him. He was enjoying it! Relishing the taste of her lips! the taste of her sweet saliva as he too drank it without any inhibitions. Her mouth gave him a new taste he was quickly becoming addicted to.

After a while as Black was lost in his own desire while fingering her — his middle finger and index finger finally entered her pussy which was already soaking wet with her love juices because of how intensely Black fingered her earlier however that was the last straw that broke the camel’s back.

Freya broke the intense kiss, her back arched, then she moaned loudly, all that surmounting pleasure, all that building desire everything came out! everything finally broke because of those two fingers that went inside her pussy lips.

She finally climaxed with a loud pleasure filled cry —

"Aaahhhhhhhhh.. Masteeeeeeerrrrr... I’m commmmmmmming!!! Ohhh!! ~~~ " She moaned loudly in her orgasm while squirting all over the bathroom floor drenching half of Black’s hand in her love juices as she leaned and practically fell over his chest clutching his back tightly for support, her breath heavy and haggard.

"Ahhhh.. Ahhh.. Ahh!!!" Black too took her in his embrace, his left hand going over her smooth waist supporting her, his heavy yet affectionate golden eyes staring at her defeated look.

"So beautiful!! ~ " He mumbled.

At his words Freya looked towards him with a tired expression yet still with a charming smile blooming on her face.

However before she could even utter any word —

Black pulled her in for another passionate kiss —