Tara and I had initiated each other into sex. It was satisfying and cost nothing!!
At 26, I was happy that my lover, Tara at 23 was as happy as I was. Our searching each otherâs bodies had started at a beach resort after her wanting to relax her taut muscles after a fall on the beach.
Many fucks later, we realized that all fucking needed was two willing partners and could become quite humdrum. We quickly realized why couples fall apart, why the sparkle goes away from happily married couples lives. Truly, we had explored each otherâs bodies and had tried many positions. Yet, all it eventually entailed was sucking, licking, teasing, kissing and then fucking.
So what next?
We truly loved each other. We did not want to also drift into âSlam bang thank you Maamâ syndrome.
On a particularly nice day, after a long and happy fucking session, Tara popped the question. âWhat should we do to retain interest in fucking?â
I was happy she had asked. Since that was worrying me for long. I truly loved Tara. More so, I loved how she played games that adults are permitted to play. Most women behave as if their pussy were gold plated and diamond encrusted. That simply distances fun from love.
I suggested âWhy donât we play gamesâ.
âLike?â
âOne day you choose the game and on the next I choose the gameâ.
âLike?â
âSay . . . . . . I choose that I am a TV technician, dropping in to repair your TV. You are alone at home. While repairing the TV set, I see your charms and decide to fuck. You fight back and refuse. I rape you. Or say, you cant pay, so you pay by fucking.â. âThe interesting part is that while I will know there I started, I will never know the route it will take. Like, you decide to seduce me. Or you decide to fight back and get raped. Or you decide not to have money and you pay by fuckingâ. âThe combinations are infiniteâ.
âHey. That is a nice one!!!!!. You really want to fuckâ.
âNo. I want to fuck YOU in every possible wayâ
Tara said âOkay. That sounds niceâ. âSo what is the plan today?â
I said âWho starts first?â.
âLet us toss a coin and decideâ.
She fished out a coin and flung it up. I called out heads. And heads it was. So I won. She asked âYou will bat first or bowl first?â, with a smile.
I said âBatâ.
I got up, picked up the front door key and walked out of the house. While leaving I added a twist to the whole matter. âI will get a copy made of this key and return the original to you just now. But I will be back when I like. So you would not know when and how it would happenâ. She said âMake a copy of your door key as well!!!â with a naughty twinkle in her eye.
That was it.
My brain went into a tizzy thinking of the fun we would have. How I would fuck her. When. How she would react etc. I am sure, she too was thinking as how she would enter my house and fuck.
Two days later, I spoke to Tara on the phone in the morning. She informed me that she was taking the second half of the day off, since she wanted to drop one of her house guests at the airport.
I noted that down.
I slipped out of office a little early and decided to enter her home when she was not in and hide inside and see what she does after she returns home.
I reached her flat, opened the door and went in. I rummaged through her personal goods. Her locker was ajar. I looked into her clothes and her costume jewelry. Her perfumes and all the other odds and ends.
I stepped into the bathroom and looked into her laundry basket. Her bra and panty was lying there. She must have changed before leaving.
I then decided to get ready.
I shut the windows and drew the curtains. I looked for a suitable position to hide when she returned. The risk was, if she returned with some one else with her. Then I had it. What if she had one more lover. That would hurt me like iced water on my erect dick.
I found a nice small store room which had an entry into her bedroom. This was full of suitcases.
Soon enough I heard her car being parked. I looked down from behind the curtains and saw her checking the lock of the car and walking towards the lift.
My heart was pounding with anticipation and thinking what I would do to take her by total âfuckingâ surprise.
I quickly slipped into the storeroom. I heard the door open. She walked in and walked straight into the bedroom and flopped down on the bed. She flung her shoes off and lay down on her bed. She rested a while and then got up and started to undress. I thought âDoes she know I am around??â.
Soon she was totally naked and walked into the bath room. I could hear her on the toilet seat. I could hear her peeing into the toilet bowl.
Then I heard the shower and her having a bath. She was humming a tuneless tune and enjoying herself.
I got a brain wave. I came out of the storeroom and proceeded to get near the bathroom. I peeked inside and saw she was lathering herself up. Cleaning every part.
I saw her shaved pussy. (I had shaved her pussy before fucking her last time).
She finished her bath and started to dry herself. Then she stepped out of the bathroom and was startled seeing me standing there. She stepped back and tried to cover her pussy and breasts with her hands.
I grabbed her by the hand and dragged her to the bed. She said âWhat are you doing??â.
I said âI will rape you, you bitchâ.
She tried to protest. But I caught her by her hair and pushed her down on the bed. She fell, but tried to scamper away.
I slapped her hard on her face. She fell back and gasped.
I could see her eyes welling up and a little blood on her mouth.
I pulled out my belt and put it around her neck and passed the leather though the hook. That ensured that she was on leash.
I hissed âJust lie down and get fucked. Or else I will kill youâ.
She lay down and looked at me with pitiful eyes and said âPlease do not hurt meâ.
I tried to locate the mirror nearby so that she could see herself being fucked.. She tried to get up and run. I ran behind her and pulled her back.
Again she was pinned down on the bed. held her hands down and maneuvered and placed myself over her hands. That looked real nice.
I took some of her cream onto my hands and started to apply it liberally on her mound. She struggled, but to no avail.