Very many times, I had planned to truly ensure that Tara was fully satisfied. Satisfied with what??? Wasn’t I fucking her regularly?? And wasn’t I playing all the games she could dream off as well??
No. I did not mean that.
Based on the fact that she would ring me in the office, or in the middle of the night when I am overseas and simply tell me” I want you to fuck me now”. Often I have left office, gone to Tara’s office, picked her up, taken her home and fucked till my dick would simply not stand up again. She would always say “That was really nice. Where did you learn to fuck??”.
I would always tell her “It is your pussy that teaches everything”. And then I would kiss her on her clit.
She would always protest at this closing kiss and say “One more time??”.
During one of my trips to the United States, I ordered a full service fucking machine to be delivered to my hotel room. It was delivered. I worried if the Customs chap in India would simply seize it, based on the prudish Indian Government behavior. With significant worry I boarded the plane back and went on telling myself that in case the Customs officer made trouble, I would simply gift to him and tell him to enjoy.
The flight landed at about 2 in the morning. The Customs matter was no problem, since I made a honest declaration of its official name, paid the Duties etc and was home and dry.
I called Tara from the car and told her I was back and would be waiting for her early in the morning. She said “With or without my panty?” I teased her back “Without any clothes you silly woman”.
She quickly answered back “I am no cock teaser. I love fucking you.”
I reached home and rushed to the basement and started to assemble the machine. It was so warm, I had to strip down to my undies and yet I was sweating. I switched on the aircon and ensured that the room was ready. The machine was up in less than an hour. I tested it and fitted all the accessories and checked them out.
After getting it ready my main concern was, how I would get Tara in the right position so that she could enjoy her surprise gift.
With great difficulty, I moved my exercising benches into the room and positioned it. I sawed out some of the bars to allow access to some special parts of Tara’s body when I came to it.
I added cushions to all the important parts, so that Tara was not hurt when we played.
I added bits of ropes etc to complete my plan.
While doing all this, my dick was up all the time. The undie was actually hurting me. I thought to myself “Was this the reason Tara tells me that her bra of her panty is hurting – take it off now”.
I took off my undies and was completely naked.
Since it was already early morning, I rushed to the toilet and had a bath and applied all the special lotions I had, so that I smelt good. She always liked good smelling dicks.
When I was about to get into my pajamas the bell rang. I walked slowly and opened the door. She was standing there smiling, with a printed skirt and a loose tee shirt. She was wearing simple sandals and a lot of perfume.
I asked her “With your clothes on??” Tara answered back “Do you want my house guard to fuck me first or what?”
I hissed back “If any other dick comes near your pussy I will simply kill you cut off my dick”. Tara said “No. Please do not kill me and keep your cock intact. We have a long fucking life ahead. And no one else will fuck me till you want me.”
While saying this, she pulled off my towel. As it feel to the floor, she took a quick glance at my cock and slowly grasped the cold and limp cock in her palm and bent down and asked the cock “You missed the pussy?”
I disregarded that comment and asked her to come in and relax. She came into the bed room and sat herself down. I started to look for my pajamas. Tara said “No. No pajamas. That lovely cock deserves some pussy first”.
Tara asked, “So what was so urgent?”. I said “You will see. I have real surprise for you”. Tara said “Not one more vibrating dildo I hope”.
I said “No gift will be repeated darling.”
She said “Great. So what is it. Where is it?”
I answered, “Well if you wait you will enjoy it more. If you rush, you can spoil it for yourself”.
I walked close to her and slowly urged her to stand up.
Tara stood up. I said, “Let us play – Do what you like”.
She said “Okay”.
While talking to her, I softly kissed her on her forehead and wrapped my arms around her waist.
Since my cock was already starting to raise itself up, she could eel its urgency through her clothes.
Tara whispered, “Let me go”.
I slowly let her go, while kissing her on her two cheeks.
She stepped behind me and put her arms around me. One of her hands strayed onto my groin and started to play with my pubic hair. Tara then steered me near the mirror and with one hand started to pull back the foreskin of my cock.
Tara said “God. This is dry”
She took one of her hands off my body, spat a glob of spit into it, and applied it on the knob of my cock.
She started to slowly masturbate me. I protested and said “This semen wants to be inside you!!”
She said “Is it capable of only one go?”
I kept quiet. She went about playing with my cock standing up. Every time I would say, “I am near coming”, she would stop and slap my balls. The cock would start to go down.
I realized, she was getting my cock mad.
After three times, of her stopping the orgasm, I took her hands off me and changed my position. She was now in front and I was behind her.
I simply lifted her tee shirt off and then let my hand stray over her body. On the mirror, I could see she was enjoying this straying hand.
I slowly slipped my hand into her bra front and caressed her breasts. She whispered, “The bra hurts”.
I obliged by slowly un-hooking it from her back and slowly lowering it from her front.
Her proud breasts were free and swollen. Her nipples almost looked angry. I leant across and kissed each one of them one by one.
I let one of my hands stray below her skirt, lifted the skirt from behind, and took it over my erect and throbbing cock.
I slowly lifted her off and let the cock be between her legs. The knob appeared from the other side.
Tara said “Place me on a stool”
I walked with her to a small footstool I had and placed her on top. I had fucked her once on it, while she was standing. The height was right.
While my cock was moving between her legs, I was running my fingertips of my right hand over her crack from over her panty.