We continue to follow Katrina on her sexual journey. Things are changing in her life, drawing her closer to Amita and Sarvesh, she is learning about sexual things she had never known before. Learning what her body is capable of giving her too.
This story was written to set the scene for further adventures. I had to move some things around, move Katrina from a servant girl to an assistant to Amita. I had to find an excuse to get her on the trip to New Zealand which is the primary purpose of this story. At the end, she reveals her desire to take a huge step in furthering her sexual activities.
Go read the story to see what she is planning to do.
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Hello from Katrina again.
Please be excusing the poor of my writing. I am working on this but sometimes I become involved with making the words that those sneaky mistakes creep in. Be patient with me as I am working to conquer this one.
Now to begin this, the next section of my story, as I continued to learn new things about myself and my sexuality.
I discovered my thoughts and feelings were changing. My view of what was happening during the special weekends was changing, but more importantly, my life was changing too. This would led to me making a major decision about my self sexually.
But once again, we are getting ahead of myself. Let's stop and pick up things where they had been left in my last story, me attending and enjoying the special weekends.
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At that time, I had begun writing of my own adventures and even had a story within The Letters Book. I was now able to read the books and each new letter as it was written but we decided not to make a copy for me because I had no place I could keep it safe in my room where I shared with another staff member.
This worked well but I could only find the time to read the letters when the other staffs were away on their weekends off. They still gave me the master bedroom for those special weekends and when they were off having their evenings together, I had my privacy to myself. They were leaving the little cabinet unlocked for me.
I began reading The Letters Books, right from the very beginning. And soon I was coming to some very erotic and very sexy stories too. It was making me feeling sexy myself to be reading them. There were times when I would become quite horny and wet, even required to leave a towel under me as I lay on the bed. But, of course, at this point, still being in my innocence, it didn't occur to me I could do more myself regarding my horniness.
One even, I got out of the spa, having enjoyed the soft bubbles against my nude body. I was feeling a bit excited by it and also that there was another sexy story waiting for me to read. Not bothering with the clothes, I just dried myself off and lay on the bed. I took one of The Letters Books and began reading. It was Volume Two I think. Towards the end of this volume I came to Letter -- 37 & Letter - 38, I came to the story where Joseph and Lizamoa who were staying in New Zealand with Mike and Shanti did a partner swapping night.
There are four parts of this story when each one gets to tell of their story of that night. In the first letter, Shanti and Mike tells their stories, which of course were different stories. And you come to the other letter where Joseph and Lizamoa get to tell their parts of the stories Mike and Shanti had already told. It is interesting how each had seen things a bit differently about the same events.
I came to the second part of the first letter. I had just finished reading about how Shanti and Joseph had made the love-games together. This was very sexy for me and now I came to read about how Mike was with Lizamoa.
They were together in the shower and Lizamoa had even remained in her sari. I began to imagine what it would feel like with a man's strong hands all over my body, rubbing me, touching me and then removing my soaking clothing. While I continued reading, I was reading about how he was touching her nipples. One of my own hands was accidentally touching my own nipple. Suddenly, it felt so good. I noticed it was so hard too.
I was touching there and enjoying the feelings. My fingers were bushing over the roughness of my nipple and the dark ring around it. Such a contrast to the soft flesh of my breast. I noticed that this touching was feeling better and better as I continued and I didn't want to stop doing it. I was excited to be doing this but also I was excited to be doing the reading in the book too. As I was reading the story, I was thinking it was me in the story and not Lizamoa. I was thinking it was the white man Mike, making the love games to me.
But, I wanted more and I was continued to read how they went into the bedroom. I was becoming more and more excited. They were doing some sexy things I had never even thought about doing. She was actually taking Mike into her mouth, his cock part and then later she was letting him put his tongue into her pussy. Before I did not think about doing that. I was very naive. Did people really do things like that to each other? But then I was thinking how it would be feeling.
My hand was now onto my pussy too. Mike's story continued to tell how now he was making the love to her and putting himself into her while I was running my fingers up and down and into the lips of my pussy slot. For a moment I was surprised at how wet I was becoming but I was past stopping by then, it was just feeling too good for me.
I had stopped reading now, just thinking of the story. I was working my fingers faster and faster and it was my feelings taking over, my body guiding me to what would feel so good. Suddenly it happened. The feelings began to explode inside me and I was unable to control it. I let out a cry and then my whole body shook with the orgasm which hit me. It left me lying there exhausted with my body sweating. Wow! What was that? Where did that come from?
I was with the breathing heavy and gasping for the air but I was so thrilled. Now I knew what an orgasm was being like. Now I knew what the excitement of sex was all about. It was a big discovery as I didn't even know my body was capable of such a thing as that.
I got up and wiped myself off and then carefully checked that I hadn't left a mess on the bed. I turned out the light and slipped under the sheets. I was thinking about what had just happened. I knew enough about sex to know what had just happened was an orgasm. I also knew it was possible for a person to make themselves cum too but I had never tried this thing. That was what had just happened on to me, I had just made myself cum. I was very happy with that.
From then on, I looked forward to those special nights when I could read The Letters Book and make myself cum to the stories. For some reason, it never occurred to me that I didn't have to wait until those special weekends. I could have done it anytime when I was alone but I was happy to save it for those special times. It made doing it much more special, as well. Of course, my favourite stories were ones in which Mike appeared. Particularly the ones when Mike and Lizamoa were together. Please don't be offended everyone because I like your other stories as well. It is just that I like these ones the best.
I was happy with this for a long time. Over the following special weekends, I eventually got to read every story within all of the Letters Books. Then I began to read them all again.
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My friendship with Amita and Sarvesh had continued to develop. During the weekends, I had begun to play chess. No, not just moving pieces for someone but actually playing for myself. Hansini was teaching me a bit. At first, I was not good but I was improving. Soon, they were saying, I was getting good.
One day, during normal times, only Sarvesh and Amita were home for the evening. We had served their dinner and were sitting in the kitchen having our dinner too. Suddenly Sarvesh walked in. As I once said in my other story, he is never seen in the kitchen and the kitchen staff were surprised. They jumped up in the surprise when he came in.
"Everything is Ok," he said. "Please sit. Continue with your dinner."
We sat at the table again where our dinner still lay in front of us. He came to me.