Teasing The Servants – Part 2

Hi guys, sorry for such a late update. In this part, I will continue the events from the last part about teasing the servants. This part is slow-paced and detailed. Let me know if you like this detailed style or a quicker, less detailed style.

I pulled the tank top until just where my sports bra ended. I tied a knot around there, putting my entire midriff on display. I then pulled my shorts down a little, which further exposed my panties from all sides. I then stretched my hands and tied my hair in a ponytail.

Meanwhile, he even stopped pretending to work and just stared at me with a very visible boner from his pants. I wanted to wink at him for that. But I realized that would end the teasing, and he might just jump on me right now. I actually would have no problem if he would do that.

But I wanted to tease more. So I pretended to do my exercises. Bending at my waist, sometimes bending backward. This way, he was treated to different angles of my waist, ass, thighs, and boobs. The sports bra created a very distinct cleavage.

Meanwhile, beads of sweat were forming on the milky-white body. I noticed his boner increasing further in size. I thought this was enough for now, or he might just cum in his pants in front of me. So I stood straight and looked straight in his eyes while pulling up my shorts a little and asked him what happened.

He didn’t reply. His eyes were fixated on my sweaty thighs and navel. I asked again, but he was totally zoned out. I actually liked how innocent he was and how easily my teasing had affected him. I had to do something to bring him back to his senses.

So I untied the knot on my tank top, pulled it over my head. I stood just in my shorts and sports bra. This shifted his focus to my boobs and sweaty cleavage. I deliberately jumped a little and made my tits bounce. This causes his gaze to shift further upwards.

Finally, I called again, and he looked into my eyes and came to his senses. He didn’t realize that he had cum in his pants and his pants had a big wet spot under the tent. I threw my tank top on his face and told him to keep it for washing as it’s gotten sweaty.

I walked out the room swaying my hips while he sniffed on my sweat from the tank top. He then realized that he had ejaculated in his pants. In haste, he started wiping the cum stain with my tank-top. Then he threw that cum stained top on my pillow.

His cum was very thick as the stain on my pillow, and the top was easily noticeable. He then went and changed into 3/4ths for cleaning the house and other chores. Meanwhile, I went to the kitchen in that attire to get some water. I opened the fridge and bent at my waist to see what other beverages were there.

I felt a hard shaft on my ass crack out of nowhere, and then a light spank on my right ass cheek. Then I got thrust into the fridge a little. My head smashed into the cold container inside the fridge. I pushed back to get out, which caused the shaft to drive deeper in my ass crack.

Meanwhile, after that spank, I felt the hand rested on my right ass cheek, grabbing it lightly. I then managed to stand straight and turn around to see who it was. As I turned around, I saw it was some total stranger in our kitchen. I shrieked and took a few steps back.

My ass was hitting the cold container inside the fridge. I was getting a mixed sensation now of the cold from the fridge and the heat from that spank. I realized it might have been my servant’s fat dick that was hitting my ass crack. I could feel it was warm.

Meanwhile, the guy was busy checking me out with detail. I was about to say something when my mom walked into the kitchen. She then said it was the new cook she hired as she got tired of other work. That guy was still busy gawking at my bare skin.

He came to his senses when my mom told him to introduce himself. He introduced himself as Munna and brought his hand for a handshake. I told him my name and shook his hand. That wasn’t a normal handshake. He held my hand still and was feeling my soft skin with his fingers rubbing around.

He stared at my navel and thighs. My mom, meanwhile, got occupied in other work. So he was acting boldly. I then glanced at his crotch, and he was definitely hard. In fact, I could see his boner pulsing and get even harder. I looked up to see that he caught me staring at his boner. He gave a cheeky grin.

I think Munna was around 26, not that good looking, kind of dirty, fat, and smelly. I was involuntarily still looking at his boner, which kept on getting hard with each pulse. Our hands still locked, and him still rubbing my hand. I felt my nipples getting hards and my pussy getting further wet since teasing the servant.

I forgot to say, the servant’s name was Bablu. I don’t think the cook was able to notice my nipples getting harder. I somehow got back to my senses as Bablu came near the kitchen to clean. I snatched my hand back. I felt disappointed that Munna powered over him.

So I thought to regain my position by teasing a little. I started drinking water but intentionally let some spill down from my face. The water started rolling down to my neck. Some of it went inside the cleavage, the rest started wetting my sports bra. I then put the bottle away, kept my mouth open until then.

Then I closed my mouth and swallowed it all together as if swallowing a large cumshot. I then wiped my lips with my hand and then my neck. I then wiped near my cleavage and then little patted my boobs, which caused them to bounce. I then realized my nipples were standing out like bullets.

Both my nipples erected by more than an inch were sticking out and bouncing in my wet sports bra. Bablu and Munna both were watching all of this. Bablu froze like before, but Munna wasn’t fazed at all. Suddenly I felt him move towards me.

His knuckles rubbed across my waist from side to side as he stretched his hand to take the bottle. He said he will fill the bottle and keep it back in the fridge. The tap was behind where I was standing. He moved past me. Very slowly, his knuckles rubbed across my top thighs on my bare skin.

His hand then stopped exactly near my pussy. I didn’t move as I didn’t want to concede defeat. He had his way with me from the start. He grabbed my ass, spanked me, rubbed his hard dick (which I am eager to see properly) on my ass.

He even rubbed his hand across my thighs and belly while my mom was standing on the other corner (she was facing away). So he was filling the water with one hand. The other hand was rubbing my thighs and hovering over my crotch.

I was staring at his hand, anticipating his next move. He was looking at my expressions and occasionally peeking at my nipples and cleavage. It then happened he pulled his hand away a bit and landed a light punch exactly over my pussy.

My throbbing clit and wet pussy were overwhelmed by this tension. I gasped and suddenly moved back a little. He used this sudden movement as an excuse. He started pouring water from the bottle directly onto my boobs as if by accident.

He then splashed some water on my midriff. Then with force, aimed at my crotch and emptied the bottle’s remaining contents on my shorts and thighs. This noise made my mother turn around and ask what happened, but before she could see what happened, Bablu swooped in and distracted her.

So it seemed both the workers had teamed up against me. Munna used this distraction as an advantage and started acting all sorry and that he made a terrible mistake. He outright grabbed both my boobs and began violently shaking and squeezing them, occasionally playing with my nipples.

He then rubbed and massaged my entire midriff extensively, as if wiping away the water. He then reached down and spread my legs and started rubbing my inner thighs. He started touching my cunt over the shorts. Even though he could have done a lot more right now.

He intentionally did only a little to tease me and seduce me. He then used one hand to grab and rub my pussy and the other on my mauling my breasts. I opened my mouth and was silently moaning with my eyes closed, having surrendered my body to Munna.

His erection was rubbing over my thighs. I was nowhere near orgasm but was enjoying this treatment at the hands of a stranger. He suddenly pulled away and told Bablu to clean the mess while he would help my mother cook. I was in mild euphoria, not realizing what is going on around me.

Bablu came close to me and was about to grope me. But I stormed out of the kitchen in frustration and upset over my defeat and incomplete climax. As I was storming away, with my hips swaying, Munna used that opportunity to land a lightning-fast spank on my ass.

I kept walking without looking back and went into my room. My mom was not aware of any of these happenings. I thought of masturbating after I reached my room. But I felt that would mean Munna won and that he seduced a bombshell like me within minutes, which hurt my bitch ego.

Also, I was getting late for college. I locked the room, got naked, and hopped into the shower. It was a quick shower. I came out wet and naked to realize I don’t have a towel inside my room. Having no other I choice, I opened the door slightly and looked around.

Only Munna seemed to be the one nearby. I called him, he came near me. He could see one of my legs until the upper thighs and my face and hair. I was dripping wet, literally. I politely asked for a towel with an innocent smile like a little girl. He obliged and went and got me a towel.

While taking the towel, I moved a little more. He got a quick glimpse of the wet and naked right breast before I could close the door. Luckily there were no peepholes. I wiped my body and set the towel on my bed. I said, “I just keep my stuff anywhere.”

As I set the towel there, I noticed some thick stains around my pillow and tank top. I rubbed my finger across it and felt the stickiness, and sniffed it. I was sure it was cum, so I licked it. I then took the tank top and started licking the cum from that.

I then got on my bed on all fours like a bitch and started licking the cum from there. It was no news that I am a cum addict and that I like eating and rubbing cum on my body. I definitely wanted more. But I wasn’t gotta beg those guys for it.

Besides, at college, I had plenty of people who would regularly feed me their cum (students, male teachers, other staff, etc. I will tell about them in upcoming updates). I decided to get dressed. I put on orange lace panties and a matching orange padded bra.

It was more like a bikini top as the string would go around my neck also. It meant everyone would know my bra’s color even from quite a distance. I didn’t mind that. I put on the uniform, which was a collared t-shirt and leggings/jeans of my choice.

I put on tight white leggings. It was rather translucent. Anyone could tell that I was wearing orange panties inside, which I didn’t mind either. I put on the t-shirt. It only had three buttons at the top. I left the top two open and spread the t-shirt. So my collar bones were visible.

From the top view, someone could see down my cleavage and bra color as well. I combed my hair and did light make-up. I walked out of the room. Munna whistled, looking at me. No one else was around at that time. I just gave a blank look as I was actually annoyed by him.

He was taken aback by it. He then stood silently and checked my out in detail. He even walked around to check out my ass and wasn’t trying to hide it. To be honest, neither was I hiding my ass from people stare at. He then took a full round around me.

I stood silently, allowing him to scan me from every angle. He then came towards me, lifted my top slightly from the front. H just looked at my waist and crotch over the leggings. I annoyingly asked, “What!”

He said, “Nothing just checking to see how high do the leggings go,” and whether my navel and panty straps were visible were not. I hadn’t thought about it. So I lifted the top further in front of him up till my bra and checked for myself.

My navel was not covered by the leggings at all. The lace straps of my panties were visible from the side. I kept it as it was. He said, “Yeah, they are indeed visible.” I again shot a blank look. I put down my top and began walking out towards the entrance.

He didn’t let that opportunity go and did spank my ass. He then grabbed it again and shook it violently. I just kept on walking and left the house. As I reached the front gate and entered the street, I ran into another male. His right hand smashed into my cleavage, and his left hand hit on my pussy.

My hand collided with his chest and his semi-erect cock. I quickly withdrew my hand, but he was slow. His hand rubbed across my thighs and at the top. He gave a definite pause and gave a brief squeeze to my left breast and held on to it.

My mom suddenly shouted from the balcony, calling me and saying that he is our new driver. From the top, she could only see her faces and shoulders. So he continued squeezing my boobs erotically with one hand and brought around his other hand to hold my waist and press it.

His hand slid down and rubbed my thighs. Then went on to pat and hold my right ass cheek, he had held as we were in a dance pose. He was intently drinking in my pushed up tits heaving up and down with my intense breaths. At the same time, I looked at mom, thinking about how many strange men will enter our house and openly molest me.

The driver’s name was Chandu. He was tall, dark, and had a lanky appearance, but smelly and ugly nonetheless. I had not realized that Chandu’s hands were soiled with something. It meant there were stains around my ass, pussy, boobs, and thighs.

There will be more on that in the coming updates. Please let me know your opinions and suggestions in the comments.