Cordelia is a very bad influence

The first thing I see as I enter the parlour is her pale, round bum peaking over the back of the sofa and what I, at first, took as the pained expression of Sanjay, who I must admit is the most handsome serving boy in the estate. Upon closer inspection, I am sad to say I wasn't shocked to find that she had taken his member into her mouth, and was stroking the shaft of it. I took a seat in her father's big, comfy chair, and am ashamed to admit I did watch them. Cordelia's skill with her mouth was shockingly good. I blushed at the thought, but soon I'd be the one with a prick in my mouth; and I didn't have a lot of say as to who my father would choose for me. If I am to please my husband, I suppose I should observe. What a foolish thought!

Cordelia brushes her hair to the side so I can see better. She strokes his shaft as her lips descend its length. Again and again she sucks it into her, and swirls her tongue along the veiny undercarriage. Her other hand disappears between her legs, and just to be certain I know what she's doing, she swivels her hips. Two of her fingers are rapidly rubbing her smoothly shaven sex as Sanjay starts to breathe deeply. I found myself running my fingers along my collarbone as our eyes met. Sanjay had brilliant green eyes flecked with oranges and purples. His body was lean and muscled, and while I haven't seen many, his manhood was quite impressive.

"You should lick it." Cordelia said over her shoulder, momentarily frustrating Sanjay. She swayed her hips as she spoke, acting as if her shaven sex was a cape to a bull. "Sanjay here won't do it. Says that only he and his wife do that. So you'll have to do it." she said before sucking his prick back into her dirty mouth. Cordelia is simply beautiful. Her amazingly long hair flows water down her alabaster skin and frames her barely 18 year old body, which had developed into a voluptuous creature with a full bosom and shapely hips. As she sucked, I couldn't help but feel a stirring within me. I shook my head.

"No. Firstly, I'm your cousin, secondly I'm not a lesbian, and thirdly, I wouldn't know what to do anyway." I told her, even though her womanhood did look enticing. Could I be a lesbian? I had never had those thoughts before. Perhaps it was the phermones in the air.

"Well, you are my second cousin, I'm not a lesbian either, but I'll lick yours, show you how its done." she said, swiveling so that she slid off the couch, and crawled on the floor like a tigress. "Besides, I think Sanjay is just about done with my mouth, anyway. She was at my knees, looking up at me. Good Lord, I don't know what possessed me. She pushed my dress up, and ran her fingers along my smoothly shaven legs. Her soft fingers felt lovely on my skin as she parted my knees ever so slightly. He hands crept up my thighs as my heart raced. Sanjay was standing now. He truly does have a warrior's physique. I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to be alone with him in the wilderness, naked upon a blanket in the trees...

I felt my panties slide down my pale legs. Ashamed, I covered my face with my hands to hide my blushing. Cordelia pushed my dress up, and gently parted my thighs. I could feel Sanjay's gaze on my exposed sex as he approached. She looked back at him, and smiled.

"Oh, Clara." she said. "Today you'll learn why the ladies of the estate all go to picnic together, and always take a servant." Sanjay's eyes met mine as they went wide at the first feeling of her touch. I awaited what was to come with both terror and fascination. I looked down at the sight of her smile, my white stockinged legs over her shoulders with my little toes suddenly curling on her arched back, and Sanjay's swollen member, which he was covering in some sort of oil from India.

Truly, I don't ever want to forget how I felt that day. I only pray that this diary never finds itself in the hands of my father! The first thing they did...