This is a real story that happened recently.
On a Saturday, Tara rings up and informed that her Dad has to be dropped into the nearby health check center and that she would like to drop in on Sunday afternoon.
So, I naturally planned to pass my Sunday in holy abstinence from my sex encounter with Tara for the Sunday.
As the day passed by, I used the time to clean up the house and to get all the rooms into some order. I cleaned the bathrooms and got my dressing table into a semblance of cleanliness.
I sprayed the entire house with household anti mosquito sprays, had a leisurely bath and made myself a light lunch and ate it alone.
At about 3 in the afternoon, my bell rang. I was perhaps half asleep. I woke up with start and cursed my luck and stumbled to the door. I opened the door, preparing to fire the chap who bothers me during my Sunday snooze, I saw Tara standing there, looking very tired.
She was rearing a light blue printed saree (which I liked very much) and a light blue matching saree and had her hair in a very India carelessly careful loose bun. She was looking very vulnerable and pretty. I think she had her 'Opium' perfume on her.
I asked, "What happened? Any problem?"
Tara stumbled in and said, "My Sunday is ruined. My Dad asked me to hang on while he met his doctors and then chatted with his friends etc. And then, he tells me after about three hours that I should go home, since he would meet up with his friends and then go to his home himself."
I asked, "So what?"
Tara answered irritated, "I have a terrible back ache and a head ache, waiting in the heat and with nothing to do."
Tara added, "I need some rest. I need to get my steam out."
I told her, "Go straight into my bedroom, since the air conditioner is on and the bed is fresh."
Tara walked right in and flopped onto the bed, with her legs hanging out with the slippers on her feet and said, "God, am I tired."
I helped her take off the slippers and put her feet onto the bed. I fluffed up her pillow and said, "I suggest you catch some sleep. I will get you a cool drink."
Tara said, "Thanks. That is very sweet of you."
I went to the fridge and poured out a cool Coke and put some ice cubes in it and brought it to her. She propped up and sipped the drink.
Soon she finished the drink and said, "My shoulders are tense, my back is aching, I have such a terrible headache. I can't tell you, how much I could do with a light massage."
I told her, "Just relax. I will give you a massage. Any way, how is your Dad?"
She answered, "He is fine."
Tara sank into the bed and started relax.
I then sat next to her on the bed and started to massage her temples and slowly ran the fingers massaging her eyebrows.
Tara purred and said, "That is really great."
I pressed the ridge of her nose and then right down her temples into her hairs.
Since her hairs were getting ruffled, I lifted her head and loosened her bun. The hairs tumbled out and fell. The fragrance of her hairs wafted up.
I then changed my position, so that I could massage her head with both my hands.
I said, "Tara, relax. Just place your hands in the most relaxed position you can find. I will relax you of all your stress and thus your irritation."
Tara opened her eyes, looked at me and said, "That is really sweet of you."
I started to massage her shoulder muscles and then went up her head. I ran my fingers through her hairs slowly massaging each line on her head.
Tara said, "Where did you learn this massage?"
I answered, "I will tell you later. You just relax now. And let us talk."
After about ten minutes of massage on the head, Tara said, "My neck."
I kneaded the muscles on the neck sides and ran down the fingertips right down till the base of her neck.
I told her softly, "Turn over, let me get the back of your shoulders and neck."
Tara said, "Okay."
She turned over and said, "Aaaah. That really feels good."
I massaged her neck from the back, while turning her hairs over her head.
I started to massage her shoulders from the back and ran down till her spine.
Placing two thumbs on two sides of her spine I pressed down hard right below her neck. Tara let out a small. "Ouch."
I asked her, "Did it hurt?"
"No," she said.
I continued with the massaging over her back.
The problem that I as facing was that her blouse had many hooks on her back and each time I pressed on the hook, it would hurt her.
I realized that this was no good. I asked her, "Let me un-hook the blouse. This is hurting you."
Tara said, "Okay."
Agonizingly slowly I un-hooked each of those hooks and removed the back of the blouse to two sides.
Then I started to press down on each square inch of her back with two thumbs and Tara went on saying, "Ah. I love it. This is really relaxing."
Soon I unhooked the bra hook and took it aside.
Tara was lying there with her hands up position and had her head turned to one side. Her ruffled hair was looking really sexy. I was getting a real hard on, but told myself, "Every day can not be torrid sex day."
I started to hold her lattice muscles and almost lifted her off the bed while pressing them.
Tara said, "Aaaah. That is really nice."
When pressed the small of her back, Tara said, "Why don't you massage my whole body?"
I said, "That is what I will do any way darling. I am just starting. I will take you to the moon and back today. Just co-operate with me."
Tara said, "Just do what you need to. Just make me relax."
I answered, "Yes, Maam."
I nudged Tara to turn over and be on her back. Tara turned over.
When Tara turned over, Tara suggested, "Why don't you take off my blouse and bra?"
I said, "No. Not now."
Tara hissed, "I want to get taken, badly."
I asked, "Why? I have done nothing so far to make you ache for a mighty fuck."
Tara responded, "You don't understand what I want."
I answered, "I don't care what you want. I know what I want and when I want it. So if your cunt is leaking already, so be it. I will take you when every bone in your body is aching for getting fucked. When your pussy juices are dripping down your leg!!!!"
I simply continued with my plan. I caught Tara's hands and started to press hard onto the forearm and then her upper arm, assiduously avoiding her breasts.
Tara lifted her arms and discretely tried to uncover her boobs. In the process one of her nipples was exposed.
I disregarded this attempt and during the course of one movement, covered her nipple with the crumpled blouse.
I then started to run my fingers over her neck. Tara moaned and said, "Aaah. That is nice. Why don't you go a little lower?"
I caught her shoulder muscles and pressed them hard between my palm and my fingers. Tara moaned out, "Wow that is really relaxing."
Then suddenly, I changed my position and moved down the bed. I ran my fingers over her stomach and then slowly came near her saree diadem.
I said, "I will pull out the saree now. Suck your breath in."
Tara said, "Okay."
As she sucked her breath in, I slowly pulled the diadem out. And then un wound the saree from her torso.
Her Indian petticoat was fully visible and the six-inch slit in the petticoat front exposed some of her pubic hair.
Tara expected that I would plunge my hand at the prize of her pussy immediately through the slit. How wrong she was.
I then told her, "Tara, I will now loosen your petticoat."
I pulled the drawstring out and pulled at one end. The knot opened out.
I put my fingers under her now loose waistband and loosed the petticoat and lowered it a little.
Tara said, "Why don't you take it off?"
I said, "Darling, you really want to be made naked now is it?"
Tara said, "No, I want that fat dick of your throbbing inside me, as son as possible."
I told her, "Darling, that dick is mine. This cunt is mine. I will take it when I like and the way I like and at a time of my choice."
While I said that I ran my fingers over her pussy slit. Tara jumped up and said, "Aaaah. That is really nice."
That did not provoke me into feeling the cunt again immediately.
I ran my fingers over her waist, which had the cord marks on it.
I kneaded the cord mark between my fingers and said, "Why do you wear something that marks your body like this?"
Tara said, "The petticoat leaves that mark."
I said, "Just don't wear the petticoat."
Slowly I ran my hand under her petticoat and ran it towards one of her thighs.
I felt the panty.
I said, "Tara, take off that panty."
"You take it off," Tara answered.
I changed my position and put both my hands under the petticoat and held the panty sides with both hands and pulled it down. I got stuck on her swollen thighs. I gave one hard tug and it got free and came out from under the petticoat.
I left the panty at her ankles.
Tara tried to use her feet to set the panty free.
I stopped her and said, "Leave it there."
Tara asked, "Why?"
"Just leave it there, I said!!!!" I barked back.
Then I returned to feeling her thighs from under the petticoat and squeezing them one by one.
I pulled my hands out and started to massage her thighs one by one from above the thin petticoat cloth.
I went down till her knees and then I stopped.
Tara asked, "Over?"
I said, "No. I will now lift your petticoat and massage your legs till your knees."
Tara was surprised and said, "You want to tease me, is it?"
I did not answer. I slowly lifted her petticoat till her knees and ran my fingertips over her shin.
Then suddenly I caught her panty at her ankles and pulled then up towards her cunt.
Her legs opened up like a bow till the petticoat became tight across her thighs.
I slowly inserted my hands under the petticoat and started to feel her inner thighs, missing her pussy every time.
Tara moaned, "That is exciting me too much. Please take me. Please."
I started to massage her inner thighs.
Tara shouted, "Please take my clothes off and tear my cunt with that dick."
I left her legs and stopped.