Ashley sat at the window watching the two gardeners tending her mother's prize winning roses. The sun was high in the sky as they toiled removing weeds. The younger one, Nathaniel, stood and removed his hat. This is what Miss Ashley had been waiting for. He lifted his overshirt attempting to remove it. His undergarment lifted with it giving the seated voyeur a tantalising glimpse at his lean muscular torso. He struggled for a short time before completely removing both. Ashley's eyes feasted on the half naked man and her clenched hands pressed into her lap.
All too quickly he regained his decency and resumed work. Frustrated Ashley stood before moving towards the door. She looked at herself in the mirror. She looked the quintessential southern belle in a starched white dress with light blue trim. The top might have been a bit small for her growing bust but it wasn't indecent. Satisfied her clothing was in place she picked a large straw hat off a hook and placed it on her head.
Miss Ashley meandered her way around the garden until she was in the middle of the rose garden. She bent to sniff the fragrance of one of the large red blooms. Her breasts threatened to burst out of her white top. Out of the corner of her eye she watched the gardeners hoping for a reaction. Disappointed she didn't even get a sneaky glance she turned around and bent over further so her shapely bottom was outlined by her skirt.
Nathaniel nudged his Uncle Joe and pointed at Miss Ashley's behind that was pointed squarely in their direction as she bent to smell the rose. His uncle nodded, that was one fine piece of white ass and if his intuition was correct it wasn't being pointed at them by accident. But rather than smile he scowled and pointed back to the weeds they were tending. This was much too public a place to ogle the masters daughter. She had the hunger, he'd seen it before. She'd seek them out when she was ready.
"Miss Ashley, your mother wants you inside right now!" Called Emily, the chamber maid from the porch.
Miss Ashley stood up while managing a quick peek at the men working behind her. She was disappointed their heads were still down as they continued their work. She pouted, lifted her skirt and flounced back to the house.
Emily watched the young Miss swaying her hips as she strutted back up the path. She also noticed Joe sneak a look and whisper something to his nephew. Jealousy flared briefly but as she looked more closely at Miss Ashley, her curvy figure and big breasts she became excited. Emily was no stranger to pussy, however she'd never had a white one before. Later she'd quiz Joe when he came to her for his nightly relief. If he was going to take Miss Ashley's innocence she wanted to be there.
Later that evening Ashley paced restlessly in her room. Then she heard it, the large clock downstairs chimed nine times. Bedtime for her parents. Soon enough there was the familiar squeak of the boards on the stairs as her mother ascended. Ashley quickly blew out her candle and jumped into bed pretending to be asleep. She heard the door open and her mother came over to the bed. Satisfied her daughter was asleep Ashley's mother left.
Ashley waited a few minutes before getting up again. She made her way over to the door and waited for her father's footsteps. On cue she could hear the familiar creaks again then the door opening and closing to her fathers bedroom.
The next five minutes were agony as she listened for any movement then satisfied they were both settled in for the night she crept into the corridor. With no light she felt her way along the wall until she reached the servants stairs. They were much quieter than the main staircase. Still feeling her way she descended into the deserted kitchen. Only then did she light her candle as she made her way to the back door.
Upon opening the door she saw the moon was full and bright so she doused the candle and continued her journey by moonlight. A slight breeze fluttered her long nightdress as she made her way to the very bottom of the garden. She moved as fast as she dared and hoped she wasn't too late. Arriving at a clump of trees on the edge of the lake Ashley carefully moved to a small open patch of grass in the middle where she had a perfect view.
Emily was waiting near the old boat house. She was leant against the wall looking out over the inky black water. There was a low whistle and she turned around, then waved to someone hidden in the trees. He strode out into the moonlight, Joe. He was shirtless wearing only short pants. Quickly covered the distance to Emily, he took her in his arms for a passionate kiss.
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Emily could already feel Joe's hard cock pressing against her. Something had him worked up tonight and she was pretty sure she knew what or more correctly who it was. They broke their kiss and Joe began kissing her neck and bare shoulder.
"You're thinking about her aren't you? Little Miss Ashley."
"There ain't nothing little about Miss Ashley no more," Joe hissed in her ear. "And she be watching us this very night."
"Wha-" Emily's exclamation was cut short as Joe kissed her again.
"Hush now girl, we is goin' to give her a show." Joe said as he returned to sucking on her neck.
"Are you looking to give that girl some of this here Alabama black snake?" Emily cooed as she rubbed his erection through his pants.
"This very night, once Nathaniel has her warmed up."
"And what if I want me some of that white pussy?" Emily spat pushing Joe back at arms length.
"Don't worry Em, there's plenty of Miss Ashley to go around." Joe replied flashing his white teeth with a smile.
Joe put his hands up either side of Emily's face then slid them down to her shoulders. Gripping her nightdress he tore it open her exposing her pointy black breasts. He roughly squeezed them as Emily squirmed and sighed before pushing her onto her knees.
"Now let's give this girl a real show," he said as he hauled out his big black cock and pushed into Emily's open mouth.
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"Oh god." Ashley muttered as Joe ripped open Emily's top.
She felt her own nipples harden as Joe played with Emily and couldn't help but squeeze them through her nightdress. Then he pushed her down onto her knees. The two other times she'd watched them pleasure each other she'd never seen him do that. He pulled out his manliness and again she gasped. It was so much bigger the Nigel the preacher's son. Emily licked up and down the length of it then took it in her mouth. Now wet it glistened in the moonlight. Ashley's other hand lifted up her bed clothes and strayed between her legs.
She could feel the pressure building. Just as it had when Nigel had touched her the first time. She closed her eyes and revelled in it as her hands continued manipulating her womanly charms. When she opened them Joe had lifted and turned Emily around so she could bend over and brace herself against the wall. With one hand he held Emily's hip while the other fed his manliness inside her.
Ashley was so close now, her fingers frantic under her nightdress as Joe pleasured Emily. Then a voice came from very close behind her.
"Is there something I can help you with Miss Ashley?"
Ashley jumped in fright and tried to scream but a large black hand clamped over her mouth so it died before it started. Another strong arm wrapped around her middle catching her bunched nightdress and leaving her legs bare.
