Chapter 7

The sun beat down fiercely and after being inside the rather chilly airplane the burning rays of the sun hitting their skin warmed them immediately. Marshall had already started toward the house which was set among a dense clump of palm trees. He had pulled his shirt off and was undoing his pants and kicking his shoes off, letting them fall as he walked. From the house a black youngster, perhaps twelve years old, ran toward Marshall.

"Maku, fetch the suitcases off the plane," Marshall commanded, swatting the youngster on his backside as he laughed and ran to do as he, was bid.

He was tall and strong for his age as he stooped to pick up Marshall's scattered clothing on his way to the beached jet. He caught sight of the two white women, nude and walking arm in arm toward the house and didn't seem at all surprised.

"That's Maku," Donna said to Tina. "He's the general houseboy and takes care of the odds and ends around here, even your end, if you'd like."

"That's nice," Tina said surveying the youngster who struggled to pry one of the suitcases out of the plane. He also seemed to be struggling with a very obvious erection that was pushing against the tattered shorts he was wearing.

"Don't stare so hard, baby," Donna teased Tina, giving her buttocks another gentle squeeze. "His mother Elsie is the cook and housekeeper. She's a favorite with Marshall. He treats her like a queen."

The two continued to the house, looking up at the lush tropical growth that started so suddenly where the beach ended. The house itself was massive with a large basement a dining-living area that took up the whole first floor and a half-dozen bedrooms, each with its own full bath upstairs.

Tina stared with open eyes at the expensive furniture, while Donna who had seen it all before watched Tina with amusement.

"Relax, baby," she laughed. "You'll get used to all this splendor before long."

"Hello, girls," a feminine voice cut in from the background. Tina whirled to see who it was. "I'm Elsie. Master told me to show you to your rooms."

Tina surveyed the woman who stepped out of the doorway. She was tall, almost as tall as Tina and had a large figure. Big boobs drooping forward, a thick, but firm waist and large ample hips that suggested a lifetime of hard work. Her hair was drawn back in a bun and her skin was as black as any Tina had ever seen. Her body was draped in a thin cotton frock with a row of buttons down the center. Half the buttons were open, allowing her enormous cleavage to show and Tina could see that Elsie didn't believe in bras and had large circular nipples jutting straight out. Elsie didn't believe in panties either, because as Tina lowered her eyes she could see that Elsie's skin was pressed flush against the frock in a couple of places where sweat had plastered it to her body. A couple of the kinky hairs from her gash had somehow pushed through the flimsy cotton frock which ended about a foot or so above her knee.

"This way," she said in her heavily accented Caribbean manner, leading the two upstairs.

"That's Master's room," she said, pointing to the end of the hallway. Miss Donna is in this room and Miss Tina is here. If you want anything I'll be downstairs."

Elsie turned and plodded down the stairs. Marshall had the corner bedroom. Tina had been placed next to him and Donna next to Tina. Not a bad arrangement, Tina thought to herself.

"Well, kiddo," Donna said. "I don't know about you, but I could use a good, hot bath. I'll see you later." Donna ran her fingertips across Tina's ass, gave it a friendly slap and slithered into her room.

"Yeah," Tina echoed. "See you later."

Tina walked into her room and surveyed it. There was a big double bed--naturally, Tina smiled to herself--a couple of chairs and the usual bedroom furniture. The bathroom was large and had an extra large-sized tub. Tina reached over and turned the hot water on letting it splash into the tub. Without waiting for it to fill she stepped into it and lay down flat, slithering over to the end of than tub which had the faucet and lifting her legs in a V so her slit would be under the running water. She wiggled and squirmed to get the right position so that the water would gush over and into her gash pounding away at her clit. Tina reached over and pulled the plug out of the tub. She didn't want the tub filling with water. She just wanted to lie flat against its cool surface so that her cunt could get the pounding it was aching for. She spread her legs farther and farther apart and opened her cunt lips with her fingers, parting her hair and laying the pink inner lips open and bare to the hot gushing water.

Tina's cunt filled with the hot water in a matter of seconds, but she kept her lips spread wide and the water pounded into them and the water that was already in her cunt spurted up and out in little streams. Her pink clit turned redder and redder under the force of the water and Tina felt a strange heat spreading through her body which had nothing to do with the hot water.

Her fingers grew numb and her cunt lips slipped from her fingers, closing over the pool of water trapped in her cave. The water pounded against her closed lips now and splashed and splattered all over the tub bouncing across her tits and spilling over her nipples, which also ached for action. Tina was still alive, but she had lost control of her body. She was conscious but unable to do anything but feel the burning pounding that was pushing her inexorably to orgasm.

Tina was too freaked-out to recognize what was happening, but suddenly she was no longer under the pounding hot faucet. The first flash of orgasm had riveted through her body and she'd twisted into a series of contortions. She flopped over on her belly and then on her side. Her legs thrashed about splashing water all over the tub, all over her and all over the bathroom.

The hot water splashing about felt good wetting Tina's body all over as she thrashed about against the cool metal of the bathtub. Tina tried desperately to jam her fingers into her hole, but her body had taken on a life of its own and it was having its own orgasm, wildly gyrating under the stream of hot water.

It seemed like an hour later that Tina came, too, somehow dragged herself to the tub's drain, put the plug back in so the tub could fill with water and then collapsed under the strain of her orgasm as the tub filled with water and floated her body back to reality.

Tina finally opened her eyes and surveyed the bathroom. It was a mess. There was water splattered all over the ornate-tiled room, the toilet seat and the mirror over the sink were all wet. Tina had taken a lovely comfortable room and destroyed it with one single orgasm. Tina fingered her tits and looked around the room, laughing at the mess she'd made, but admiring the expense that had gone into the construction of the room.

She wasn't sure, but she thought she heard scratching sound. Tina turned toward the open door and there stood Maku, tentative and bashful. Tina reacted without thinking, letting out a loud gasp and trying to cover herself. But then she burst out laughing as Maku quickly stepped behind the door in embarrassment. She wasn't used to flashing her muff at twelve-year-olds and had completely forgotten that Maku had already gotten a thorough view of her, tits, ass, cunt and all.

"Come on back, Maku," Tina called out. "I'm sorry, it's just that you startled me. Come on back."

Timidly the young man peered around the door and then entered the bathroom, stepping barefoot in one of the puddles.

"It's okay, Maku," Tina said when she saw the puzzled look on his face. "I splashed the water and made the mess."

"I clean up later," Maku said smiling.

"Don't... Thank you," Tina said, looking over the young man. If he was only twelve, she thought to herself, he had one hell of a body, and that body came equipped with a nice cock as she could plainly see by the bulge in his shorts.

"Miss Donna say Miss Tina maybe like a massage. It is Maku's specialty, no?"

"Sure," Tina said sensing an opening. "Shall I get out of the tub?"

"No, Miss Tina," Maku replied stepping closer. "Stay in tub, Maku climb in, tub is big enough."

"Be my guest," Tina smiled as Maku started climbing into the tub.

"But take those shorts off, you'll only get them wet in here," she continued.

"Sure thing, Miss Tina," Maku smiled. "No get shorts wet."

He slipped gracefully out of them, sliding them down his hips, drawing one leg up and pulling it off and then drawing the other leg through the shorts. He flipped them through the open door and onto the dry rug in the next room. Tina surveyed her young masseur. His limbs were strong and well-formed, but although he was on the skinny side, his body was well-endowed with tough, stringy muscles. There was a fringe of kinky hair around his generous cock, which was now beginning to stir amid that fringe and come to life. Even in its unerect state it was large.

Tina spread her legs so that each touched one wall of the tub. She didn't feel like talking any more, so she just gestured to the area between her legs. Maku had been here before and knew how to pick up a hint. He stepped nimbly over the wall of the tub and over Tina's legs and fell to his knees in the water between her legs. He stared at the rich, hairy muff that beckoned him, and at the large tits that anticipated his strong hands kneading them.

He stretched his arms wide and flexed his muscles and leaned down to Tina. Planting one hand on each of her open thighs he dug his strong fingers in, kneading her flesh and stretching it over her bones.

Maku had strong hands and Tina felt shivers running through her body as Maku dug into her flesh and moved his hands up and down her thighs from her knees to her hips, kneading and pressing and waking up long-lost nerves. Yes, Tina thought to herself, Maku had been here before and he knew exactly how to work his way up to the precise moment when he would bring Tina to the brink of total blackout.

He slid his hands up her hips and massaged her belly now, pressing hard and deep into Tina's muscular, well-developed midsection. He worked in expanding circles around Tina's bellybutton, alternately pressing with his fingertips and then with his knuckles. At first Tina had been apprehensive about the young man, but now she abandoned herself completely to his strong manipulative hands.

Now Maku concentrated on Tina's ribs, running his knuckles over them, back and forth, digging between them and pushing them apart. The pain of reawakening raced through her body from head to toe and back again. Maku knew his work and proceeded carefully. He gripped Tina's right tit between both his hands and pressed it together into a roll. Then he rolled it back and forth between both his hands, carefully pinching the nipple and releasing it, pinching it and releasing it, continuing to roll and squeeze it. It was a feeling that Tina had never experienced before. Her mouth fell open and she could feel the saliva dripping down her chin, but she didn't have the strength to snap her jaws closed.

Maku reached over to the other tit and gave it the same treatment. Tina felt her body growing hotter and hotter. Maku pressed his knee against her patch and Tina rubbed her hips up and down feeling his smooth, silky black knee against her cunt through her bush of hair. Her own hair was turning her on now and Tina was completely surrendering to the ministrations of the twelve- year-old houseboy.

Maku continued rolling one tit between both his hands but now he bent his head down and sucked the other nipple between his teeth nipping and biting it gently around and around in circles. Tina felt her entire body short-circuiting itself Maku was assaulting every one of her pleasure spots. Tina ached to feel his cock inside of her, but he was stronger than she and he hadn't finished his massage yet. She could feel his heavy cock leaning against her belly as he switched tits, now rolling the left one while nipping at the right one with his teeth.