Xavier's Teachers - The Handmaiden Pt. 03

Bai-Ma reached Xavier's lodge and walked past the bedroom, noticing the darkness beyond his window. Either the heavy curtains were drawn or he was asleep. But as she walked another few steps, she saw through the side window of the front room that there was a light on and only the flimsy chintz curtains were drawn. She didn't stop to peer inside, wanting to get out of anybody's view as soon as she could. In the next few seconds she was thinking that Javi never locked his door, not even when he went out for a run or to college in the mornings. She reached for the door handle and levered it down, pushing open the door and hastily but softly shutting it behind her.

Xavier felt her presence, or perhaps smelled her familiar fragrance; he looked up and turned his head towards the entrance to his digs and gawked in obvious surprise. He quickly took his headphones off and shut the lid of the laptop he had been working on continuously for the last two hours. Standing up, he dashed towards Bai-Ma and clasped her in his arms, hugging her so tightly she felt the pain in her tender breasts but said nothing. They held each other silently for a minute, she with her arms around his waist and he with his around her upper back; her face flush against his broad chest.

When they unclasped their holds, they spoke in whispers as Bai-Ma led him back to the three-seater sofa and sat him down in the extreme corner where he had been ensconced. She then walked around all the furniture - the divan and two single armchairs that surrounded a centre table - and went to the side window where she drew the heavy curtains shut. The front window was already covered. Then she went and sat next to him on the settee, facing him, touching his face with the fingers of one hand as they continued to talk in whispers. He stretched his left arm out behind her and bent it so he could hold her by the shoulder.

They told one another about how they had missed each other and what they had done over the last two and a half days. Bai-Ma avoided talking about her menstruation for the moment, knowing it was likely to come up sometime. She cuddled up against Javi, legs bent at the knees and curled up on the seat, her head on his shoulder nestled against his neck. He spoke in a soft undertone, telling her about college and the possibility that he might make it to the athletics team in time for the winter inter-college meet. He was hoping that by next year he may even qualify for the university team.

Bai-Ma listened to Javi's soft but deep baritone, feeling the reverberations from his chest against her cheek. She slipped a hand under his cotton top and ran her fingers across his abs, feeling the taut flatness extending from his pubis to his middle ribs. When she scaled upwards and her fingers touched his nipples, Xavier stopped talking and sucked in a sharp breath as his arm tightened around her, pulling her closer to him with his hand on her shoulder. She felt the small nipples become rigid as she brushed the pads of her fingertips across them.

With his right hand, Xavier cupped her chin and tilted her head backwards; then he bent his head down and found her lips with his mouth, giving her a long lingering kiss as silence descended into the room. Their lips roamed over one another's, Xavier occasionally sucking Bai-Ma's lower lip, pulling and stretching it into his mouth. She pushed her tongue in and let him suck her deep inside as her hand continued to roam all over his front, under the cotton garment. After a while, she pushed herself away a few inches and raised his tracksuit top, bunching it around his neck as she lowered her face to his torso and licked a nipple with the tip of her tongue.

Xavier reached below her, pushing his hand under her bosom which was pressed against the side of his rib-cage and gripped one of her breasts. She squealed and her head jerked off his chest; he knew immediately that he had hurt her but couldn't fathom why. "I'm sorry, Bai-Ma," he uttered rather urgently, "Did I hurt you?"

"It's Ok, Javi" she whispered back, planting her lips once again on his nipples as her hand began to slide lower down his front till her fingers reached the band of his lounge pyjamas. He wasn't wearing any underwear; that was clear to her because she had seen the erection gradually tent his cotton pants over the last few minutes. She snuck her fingers under the elastic and pushed them past his pubic hair till she could grip his cock. It was still growing harder and she could feel the girth expand in the fist she made around it. She heard him groan and felt him push his hand under her blouse; he was extremely gentle as he palmed her swollen breast, searching for her nipple.

Bai-Ma had sidled down, dragging her face along Javi's bare chest and abs as she approached his pubic area. She was already tugging at his cock, growing ever larger with her caresses and pulls. Her breasts were not within the reach of his hand any more but she took her spare hand and unhooked the clasps down the front of her blouse, freeing the large boobs from their confinement. Xavier had left his hand on her back as she leaned further, her legs still folded so that her heels were close to her rump. He reached for her arse and felt the contours of her hips and buttocks through the fabric of her long skirt which was draped over her lower limbs like a thin blanket over her thighs, knees and shins. He could see the fine silver chain she always wore on her left ankle.

He didn't have to stretch his arm too much in order to take the hem of her dress and begin to draw it up to her waist, slowly revealing her legs. With sufficient light in the room, he watched her golden-brown complexion in the warm glow of the lamps as he pulled up her loose and flowing skirt. He placed his hand on Bai-Ma's naked buttocks at the same time as he felt her lips on the top of his penis, encircling the dark pink glans. When she felt his firm grip on her backside, she removed her mouth from his cock and raised her body so she could rub the head of his manhood against her nipples. It was a delicate but highly arousing sensation, holding his massive phallus in a tight fist and pressing it against her intensely sensitive teats.

She finally returned her face back to his genitals. "Ahh!" Xavier gasped as he felt Bai-Ma's mouth encircle the top of his penis and her hand wrapped tight around the base. He pushed his hand under the waistband of her black panties and gripped the flesh of her arse as she pushed her mouth further down the length of his manhood. He felt the mildly damp perspiration where the crack in her buttocks began at the base of her spine and slid a finger into the crevice, pushing it along the shallow channel. He continued to move his hand till he reached the compressed entrance of her anus and ran his fingertip along the rim for a while before slowly shoving it in by about a centimetre.

Bai-Ma was conscious of her inserted tampon and didn't want Javi to push his hand any further towards her vagina, although she was enjoying the sensation of his finger in her arsehole. She allowed him to push a little deeper till he had about an inch inside her but without any lubrication she would not find a deeper probe comfortable. She continued to tug at his cock with one hand while she bobbed her head over the top of his fully engorged penis, increasing the tempo as she heard Javi groan above her.

"Bai-Ma, I want to suck you also. Down there." He still wasn't sure how he should refer to her pussy; too embarrassed, or perhaps gentlemanly, to use any of the crass words he was familiar with. She ignored his plea and began to unfurl her legs, her hand and mouth together still enclosing his huge erection. She slid off the settee and manipulated herself into a kneeling position on the floor between his thighs. In her mind, she was recalling the first blowjob she had given him last Sunday and the humongous volume of semen that had spurted out of him into her mouth. She wanted more of the same now; to make him cum, to taste the warm thick fluid, to swallow his entire load like she had done a few days ago.

Xavier abandoned any hope of performing cunnilingus on Bai-Ma as he gave himself up to her ministrations and the inexplicable pleasures that she was always able to give him. His body was taking over from his mind as she licked and sucked and caressed his steely rod. His hands went from his sides to her head, and then back to the sofa as he fought to hold himself back, not wanting to release himself in a hurry. She kept stroking hum and pushing her mouth further and further down his shaft with every bob of her head.

Xavier suddenly stood up, his pyjama bottoms slipping down to his feet, and Bai-Ma held his cock almost horizontally, rigid and stiff, now moving her hand and mouth faster. She used her other hand to cup and fondle his testicles as his muscles began to tense up. She felt his hands once again on her head, the fingers gripping her skull as his hips began to move in a reverse tandem to her mouth. Her heavy pendulous breasts swung freely as they both moved. At one stage she actually felt the full eight inches of his rock-hard pole thrust into her mouth, the top of his penis slamming the back of her throat. She almost gagged but then held herself still, stopped moving her head, as Javi almost violently thrust his hips back and forth in a swift staccato while his hands were like a vise-like clamp on her head.

For 72 hours, Xavier had not ejaculated since he had avoided masturbating although that required an immense amount of will power considering how much he had agonised for Bai-Ma and her body. He had dreamed and craved for her every waking hour since the early hours of Monday morning when she had left his bed and gone back to her flat. The sweet taste of her juices flowing out of her cunt were still a vivid memory on his palate, the fullness of her breasts still a tactile sensation on his palms. His memories mingled with his current heightened sense of arousal as he felt the now familiar tingling on the insides of his thighs.

Xavier held tightly to Bai-Ma's head, keeping it steady as his thrusting took on a savage intensity; wild animal-like grunts and growls emanating from deep within his chest as he began to lose consciousness. Bai-Ma's hands were on his buttocks, fingernails digging into the muscular mass of his rump as bright flashes blazed through the darkness behind his closed eyelids.

When his hips spasmed, Bai-Ma's mouth filled with his semen in two or three short bursts that jetted out with incredible force as he rammed his manhood deep into her mouth. She had to pull back despite the strength of Javi's grip on her head; swallowing the mouthful of cum as she released her oral sheath from around his shaft. But he wasn't done; all the pent-up ejaculate continued to erupt from his cock as he grunted and moaned, his lips drawn back in a strained rictus.

Having withdrawn her mouth from around Javi's, she saw his massive throbbing phallus spritz out continuing streams of jizz that splattered over her face. She instinctively bent her head for a fraction of a moment and felt a spurt streak on to her hair. He now had one hand in a tight grip around his own cock as he continued to convulse for the next couple of seconds, sending depleting but still forceful gushes of the thick warm white liquid on to her breasts.

When she saw that he was finally steady and using his fist to squeeze and expel the last few drops, Bai-Ma leaned in and took his penis into her mouth again. She could feel his semen ooze down the side of her face and the wetness between her breasts as she sucked the last drops from the tip of his cock. She stroked the thick length with her hand as she used the tip of her tongue to lick his bright red glans of his blood-infused organ.

Xavier's climax, to him, was even more mind-numbing than any of the previous ones he had experienced with Bai-Ma in the last few days. He suddenly felt completely drained of energy as he bent his knees and sunk his bottom into the comfortable settee, leaning back while he regained his senses. He listlessly reached out for her arms, wanting to draw her up off the ground but hadn't the strength to follow through for the next few minutes.

As Javi shut his eyes and leaned back into his couch, Bai-Ma stood up and headed to the bathroom, switching on the lights from the switch just outside the entrance. She closed the door behind her and stood in front of the large mirror staring at the liquid streaks still dribbling down her face and bosom. Despite not having given the chance to Javi to make love to her, she had a sense of fulfilment and satiety. She felt content and happy as she took a hand towel and wet it under a tap with cold water. She used one end of it to wipe her face and breasts where Javi's massive gushes of spermatic fluid had doused her; then used the other end to dry herself. She bent her head and tried to catch the reflection of the top of her head but didn't see any semen on her hair. However, raising her hand to her head, she felt the dampness where some of his ejaculate probably landed. She let it be, thinking she'd shampoo her hair as soon as her period was over.

She hung the towel on to a rack and began to do up the buttons on her blouse, covering her massive tits, free from the fetters of a brassiere. Going out of the bathroom, she turned right and went to where Javi sat in his living room. Picking up her long scarf from the floor, she threw it casually across her chest and dropped the ends over her shoulders. Standing next to Javi, she looked down at him on the couch, his eyes still shut but a blissful expression on his face. He still hadn't pulled up his lounge wear which stayed pooled around his ankles; his thick penis hung lazily from his crotch, the foreskin having extended back to cover the retracted head of his cock. Bai-Ma was staring at his genitals silently when he suddenly opened his eyes and reacted as though somebody had pricked a needle into his skin.

Xavier jerked out of the sofa corner that he was nestled in, bent down to grab his pyjama bottom and yanked it up over knees and thighs till he had covered himself. He hastily pulled down the top which was still bunched around his neck and then gestured for Bai-Ma to sit next to him.

She smiled at him and said, "Not now, Javi. It's already past 11:30, I must go back and hope nobody sees me." She didn't seem too perturbed but a worried expression crossed Xavier's face.

"Why don't you stay the night, Bai-Ma? And then you can finish the house-keeping work tomorrow morning and leave after that," he suggested hopefully but knew she would not agree.

Bai-Ma admitted to herself that the thought had indeed crossed her mind, but she felt it was better to be safe than sorry. Her mistress usually woke up early and often had a cup of tea on the library balcony that overlooked the pathway from the servants' annexe to various parts of the estate. On a number of occasions the lady had greeted Bai-Ma from the balcony when she walked from her rooms to the outhouse on house-keeping days at 6:30 in the morning.

"I'll see you tomorrow morning," she said, looking at the expression of disappointment on his face, "you should go to sleep now, it's getting late." Like three nights ago, she bent down to kiss him on the mouth, then turned around and left the lodge. The night outside was quiet and she wondered if the monsoon rains had ended early, thinking how the erratic seasons were causing so much damage to the crop-growing farmers in the villages and the hinterland. She walked silently along the boundary wall till she reached the servants' quarters and noticed that the lights were out in all the other three flats. She entered her apartment and felt her way in the darkness towards the bedroom in the rear. Only then did she turn on a shaded table lamp next to her bed and began to undress.

When Bai-Ma was naked, she went into her bathroom and sat on the WC before pulling out her tampon, judging that tomorrow would probably be the last day of her period. She took another fresh Lite sized one and inserted it into her vagina, gently removing the plastic barrel. She then changed into a fresh pair of cotton panties, pulled on her long nightdress that hung behind the bathroom door, and went to bed.

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