While for months we had fucked many times, we knew that we had to retain the sparkle in the fucking relationship, else we would become just another couple. Unmarried (to each other) and knowing too much of each other’s sex organs or of our sex habits.
If sex were not taken on an inventive front, we would drift, met only once in months and discuss sex. Eventually, masturbating would become more and more interesting.
Tara and I had often talked of the fact that one fucked with his brain and not with his or her organ. We always talked of how we fucked the first time after one and a half hours of my heating her up and her insisting that I must have more than three orgasms inside her.
One night while ruminating over a new method of surprising her pussy with a new kind of fuck, I struck on a new idea.
At almost 11 PM, I jumped out of my chair, picked up my travel kit with all its components and drove off towards Tara’s home. I knew she would be in her bedroom and was expected to be alone. Her sister, who shared the room would be away for two days.
It being the middle of a coastal summer, it was hot, humid and muggy. I guessed that her bedroom window would be open, with the curtains drawn.
In about 20 minutes, I was outside her house. I drove away from the house and walked back 100 yards.
I scaled the gate and climbed the garage floor to reach her room’s window.
I slowly parted her curtains and saw, she was sleeping soundly with a short nightie on. Her hands were above her, a book was next to her (which she was perhaps reading when she dropped off), her nightie was slightly up on her thigh. Her pink panty was visible.
I levered myself up and entered her room and worried, if she woke up suddenly and got scared by an intruder, she may scream. And then I would have to run while her parents would come in to help.
That would be bad. My dick was already erect and bending hard inside my underwear. It was aching.
I decided, the best thing for me was to ensure that she was sexually aroused but did not get awake. I wanted to simply give her maximum pleasure. If necessary, I would not fuck. I would just masturbate and come away. That is what I wanted to tell her “I love your pussy very much, but I love you enjoying your own more”.
I slowly opened my travel kit and took out all my goodies. The after shave lotion, scissors, shaving kit, toothpaste, tooth brush, a very soft brush and a specially made feather filled neck pillow for long airline travel.
I took the pillow and cut open the side.
Took out one long feather and decided that I had to sexually arouse Tara.
I started to run the feather over her face and neck. She moved slightly as if to get the insect away from her, which was walking over her. I let her settle down. Once again, I started. Soon she got used to this disturbance.
Pretty soon the feather was running over her open legs and till her nightie. Over her arms and exposed neck.
I had a brain wave. Why don’t I just cut her clothes off her.
I took out the small scissors and very lightly cut away the nightie from her shoulders and from her front. Then I cut away from her neck down till the hemline.
I slowly and softly removed the nightie from her front and from her shoulders.
She was wearing a bra. I told myself “How many layers does she wear? She should wear a single pull off dress for better fucking”.
I cut the middle of her bra and lifted the cups off her breasts.
They were milky white and lovely.
She was totally exposed except for her panty.
I pinched the panty from her sides and cut the two sides. The front of the panty just came off.
She was totally naked.
Tara was now ready for my game.
I then took the feather and started running it over her breasts. I slowly ran it over her nipples one by one. I saw the nipples become hard.
She was disturbed a little. I think she was having an erotic dream. Her hand moved for her pussy. Her finger went through pubic hair and caressed her pussy a couple of times and she fell asleep again.
I decided to get aggressive. I ran the feather down on both sides of her legs and thighs. She changed her position to an inviting one. One leg away from her thighs and the other one straight.
I then ran the feather around her pussy and parted her pubic hair with the feather.
I could see the clit swelling up and the slit glistening with her juices.
I did not know how to part her pussy lips and head for her clit. I knew that is where the charm lay. She would get mad with pleasure if I could get that tit bit.
I slowly caught her ankles and parted her legs a little more. I lifted the straight leg and crooked it up and left it so that it fell away from the other leg.
She was now a lime a frog with both her legs far apart.
I could smell her pussy with the juices.
My cock was bursting with desire to go and meet its friend, her pussy and to give her the gift it always did. The problem was I could not take off my pants till I knew that she was asleep. She could cream and make me leave in a hurry.