4 comments/ 63612 views/ 4 favorites 36 Hours Of Pleasure By: bee-ess Several weeks back we posted our story (Good Bye, Cuckold) of Tara's return from the fantasy worlds of large dicks to terra firma, with me and the reconciliation. Lots of comments came our way. Most of them were from people who said they were disgusted with the 16 inch dick story. I agree with all of them. Imagination has many was of beguiling people. Tara had left me beguiled by the notion of a 16 inch cock battering her pussy. But what is sex without imagination. The problem was that these readers just would not read beyond the first few paras. I wasn't surprised atall. Soon after the story was posted on Literotica, we wrote to Milind informing him that his pictures had caused that much to happen in such short a time. Suddenly he awoke from his hibernation and reported that he and his wife had got tired of too much mechanical sex with household help, gardeners and drivers and his (convenient) wife had complained to Milind that she was not feeling anything where it matters. In order to set right the conjugal mess, they decided to leave on a month long trip to afar away island for a month of life without sex. This time of abstinence, were, he says, to re-charge their sex batteries, for more. Be it as it may, let me start off from where we left off last time. After three hours of bliss in the night in question, while Tara luxuriated in her post coital relaxation, I whispered to Tara and asked her, "Are your boobs hurting?". She shook her head to indicate it wasn't hurting. I asked, " And the butt?" She whimpered back, "Why. Why do you ask?" I said, "You know I don't like hurting you." "But. Sometimes, I like it. Besides I was the bitch who went looking for a larger dick. My greed for getting a monster up my pussy was wrong." "Darling. You are all woman. What woman does not want to be fucked royally? I don't mind. As long as I get to fuck you many more times." She shifted her head onto my left arm and turned her face towards me and remained silent. I peppered her face with light kisses and ran my left palm over her whole naked body. As I inspected her, I could see that there were three bite marks on her breast. Her left nipple had a bite mark also. Both the breasts were swollen with the rather harsh squeezing they had undergone. Her left shoulder also had a large and bright red bite mark. As I inspected her body while peppering kisses on her, I inspected her butt. It was red with the spanking she had taken. I felt sorry and said, "Tara, I am sorry. I hurt you. I will apply some cream on all the places which are hurt." Tara sleepily said, "Its okay. I don't mind. But if you insist, you can do what you like. But, when we wake up. Let us sleep together, for now." Tara slowly lowered one arm and grasped my damp and shriveled dick in her hand and said lovingly, "This is mine. Let me hold on to my lover while I sleep." Tara and I went to sleep together, clasped in post coital affection and togetherness. Tara holding my now flaccid dick. It was nearly one in the morning. We slept and slept. When by eyes popped open, I felt Tara's ruffled hairs on my upper arm. Her left arm flung onto the other side of the bed. Her right fist curled around my dick, though not grasping it. I wanted Tara to rest. As much as she could. So I continued to lie with her, as if I were sleeping. Light was filtering into the room from behind the drawn window curtains. Very slowly, I lifted my head up to see what she looked like sleeping, with me, yet not being fucked. She was lying flat on her back. Completely naked! Her proud breasts were lovely, as always. She was looking very beautiful indeed. Her left leg was crooked away from her other straight leg. Her pussy slit was cracked open and her meaty tit bit was peeping out from between the slit. I propped up my head with pillows and looked at her naked body form, her breasts rising and lowering with every breath. Within another half an hour, she stirred up from her sleep and placed her hand over my chest and placed one of her thighs over me, as if I were her bolster. Soon she woke up and murmured, "You awake?" I answered back, "Hmmm. You slept well?" Tara answered back with, "Yes. And you?" I wrapped my arm around her back and gave her a tight squeeze and said, "Great." Tara snuggled closer and softly said, "You make me so happy every night. How do I thank you enough?" I did not answer. I just kissed her on the top of her head through her ruffled hairs and gave her another squeeze. After about an hour of our remaining clasped in languorous delight, we decided to get up and get on with the day. I got up first and stood next to the bed. Tara looked at my flaccid dick and put her arms out, with pouted lips, like a child woman requested, "Help me get up." I leant low and tried to assist her to get up. Tara was naughty. She held me in that position and pulled me closer to her and planted a kiss on my face. She then reached for my dick and lifted herself up and came closer to me and kissed my dick on its tip and said, as if speaking to the dick, "That smells of fresh pussy. Who have you been fucking?" Naughty girl!!! I leant down further and wrapped my arms around her and pulled her up and kissed her one at a time on each of her swollen breasts and then on each nipple. Tara left my dick, wrapped her arms around my torso. Since she was sitting on the bed and I was standing up, my dick got enveloped between her two large and juicy boobs. Tara kissed my navel and said, "Okay. You want to pee first I go in there?" I kept quiet. Tara then said, "You can go in if you keep the door open. I want to see you pee and I want to hear the noise of its falling into the john." Before I could say anything, Tara added, "I will keep the door open as well, when I go in. Isn't that a fair deal?" I did not want to argue. I went in and peed. A long stream. I pulled back the foreskin and teased the dick for letting loose the last dregs of piss. Stream after stream. I could see, Tara was watching as I peed. I turned around, pulled out the toothbrush and started to brush my teeth. Tara got out of bed, walked to the bathroom and stood next to me and looked at herself in the mirror. I turned around and planted a kiss on her forehead. Tara turned around lazily and sat on the john. I turned around to see her pee. She perhaps felt a little embarrassed and said, Look the other way." I became a little naughty and said, "No. I will look on." I knelt in front of her to see the stream coming out. Tara was now truly embarrassed and she said, "Don't!!" Soon it was over. She got up and stated to brush her teeth. As she ran the tooth brush over her teeth her breasts jiggled around. She said with the tooth brush in her mouth, "What is so funny about these jiggling around?" I just wrapped my right arm around her waist and planted one kiss each on each of her nipples and said, "They look truly pretty." As she finished, I said, "Let me see how badly you are hurt with last nights violent session." Tara brushed aside my idea and said, "It does not matter." I insisted and took her to the bed. I made her stand in front of me. I inspected her breasts and said, "Tck. Tck. There are bite marks on them. I wish I had not hurt you so much." Tara said, "It does not matter." "But it does!!" I inspected the bite marks on her shoulders and the swollen breasts. Once again, I ran my fingers over those welts and said, "I am sorry I hurt you so." I pushed her back to sit on the edge of the bed. As she lay down, I asked to turn over. She flipped over. I looked at the welts on her bottom. There were red marks of the spanking she had got. I asked her, "How will you sit and work with these injuries?" She did not reply. I kissed her on her bottom and said, "I will have to apply some cream or balm on all the areas which are hurt." Tara brushed aside the conversation and said, "Let us go and make some breakfast." Naughtily I asked, "Naked breakfast?" "You don't want to?" I quickly said, "No. No. I want you naked." Tara's woman woke up, I think and she asked, "You want me only naked?" "Darling, I want you for more reasons than your nudity, you horny bitch!!" "Hmmm. Okay lets go and have breakfast." Tara has a small breakfast table on the first floor of her house overlooking the front garden. Since it was cold outside, the large glass doors were kept closed. But surely any one could see from the house opposite. I understood Tara's hesitation. In deference to her need for privacy, I stopped and suggested to her, "Perhaps you should wear something. Else, others will enjoy your lovely nude body through the glass and may be fuck you with their eyes!!" Tara stopped. Looked at me and said, "You don't want others to fuck me? You want me for yourself only?" I understood what she was saying and responded, "Tara. You are special. You are my sex slave. I will fuck you when I like, the way I like. And no one else will fuck you. You get that?" I walked across to my wardrobe. I had nothing that could be becoming on a nude and alluring woman. I started to fumble with all kinds of apparel. Being a woman, Tara remembered and said, "There is one of my long flowing cover-alls here. The one you brought for me from Kenya and then rejected and took off from my body and said was terrible!!" I remembered. It was an awful printed long flowing dress. I fished it out and unfolded it. Tara said, "Since you brought it for me. You slipped it on me and you took it off. Now, you put it on me." I walked near her, gathered the dress into one round ring, assisted her put her hands into the cut away sleeves and then raised her hands and got her head through the neck line. As it gathered near her neck, I caught her in that position, planted one kiss each on each nipple and lowered the dress down. Once Tara was covered, albeit without her bra and panty, she turned her attention to me. She got close to me, held my flaccid dick in her hand and said, "I don't want Anita next door to see this jewel. This cock is mine and not hers." I teased her and asked, "What if she sees this cock, what then?" "She might want to share it with me. And I don't want that." "What is so special about this cock?" Tara quickly said, "This is not a normal cock. This is a fucking machine. It is not greedy for pussy and waits till pussy is quivering after other orgasms. And pussy it takes. When it takes pussy, it refuses to stop till pussy is pulp. How many such cocks exist in this lousy world? This is mine and I will not share it with others." I blushed at her idea of my dick. Tara looked around the wardrobe and found a sports track suit bottom with an elastic band. She made me climb into it leg by leg. While she was pulling it up, she caught my dick, pulled it up and kissed each of my balls one by one. And then cupping my balls with her right palm, she held \my dick tip and planted a wet kiss on the now open glans of my dick. She then raised the track suit to the waist and stood up and then patted my dick from over the track suit and said, "Let us go." We had a slow breakfast interspaced with reading the newspaper and having small talk. Tara got up soon and proceeded inside the bedroom and then pottered around her house. I sat around and read the newspaper. It almost appeared that this was a husband and wife team in the house. But that was not true. She asked me what I would like to have for lunch. I said, "Any packed food is fine. I want more time with you and less with you in the kitchen." Soon enough it was nearly one in the afternoon. Tara ambled up to me and said, "Why don't you have your bath. I will have my bath after you ate through." I replied quickly, "What is wrong with us? We will have our bath together. I need to get your injuries well looked after. Remember?" Tara looked at me askance and said, "Okay. Then let us go." We walked into the bedroom. I saw she already had her clothes ready. I could see in the neat pile. A flouncy mid calf length black skirt made of some crinkly material. I could see a red ruffle sleeve top kept in the pile. She had got me another white track suit bottom out with a kind of white sleeveless jacket out for me. As we got closer to go into the bathroom, I just peeled off her printed long flowing dress, making her completely naked. She pulled my track suit bottom down and made me step out of the track suit. I too was now completely naked. I held her by her shoulders and had one keen look at her and then we stepped into the bathroom. I told her, "Tara, your body has to be properly depilated. So, let me get the tube of "Veet" and get you hairless. Tara did not argue. She knew me better. Argument meant she would be tied up and then depilated. I made her step back into the bedroom. Placed a floor mat on the floor. Made her lie down. Then I inspected her arm pits, applied the depilating Cream. Inspected her legs, applied Cream and then inspected her pussy mound. I parted her legs wide apart and applied Cream, leg by leg and then on each of her pussy lips taking great care that Cream did not slide into her crack. After it was applied, we sat together outside the bathroom and chatted, while she took time to discuss if it would be better to depilate by dick and balls too. Eventually, she gave up her plan to make my dick totally bald and we stepped back into the bathroom. I shampooed her hair, applied a conditioner and then applied soap all over her body, taking extra care of her slippery boobs and her pussy and the crack. I tried to apply soap on her meaty tit bit peeping out from between her crack. She giggled as I tried to catch that soaped up little tit bit between my fingers. I made her sit down on the bath tub edge and asked her to lift her legs and then part her legs wide. I took some soap on my right forefinger, parted her pussy lips wide with my right hand and applied it on her clit. She squealed with pleasure as I applied it. Tara hissed, "Aaaaaaaaaah Aaaaaaaw. Please stop it. It is getting hot. Please. Please stop." Tara grabbed my hairs on my head as I continued against her feeble womanly protests. Tara applied soap all over me. She applied shampoo on my head as well. Pulled back the foreskin of my dick and applied soap on it too. I almost keeled over with pleasure. I signaled to her to get under the shower. As we got under the shower, I slowly wrapped my arms around her and said, "I want to kiss you under the cascades of water." We went into a lover's embrace and kisses. My tongue explored her mouth, while her tongue tried to play with the tip of my tongue. The cascades of water ran down our bodies as we locked ourselves in a passionate kiss. When we unlocked and separated, I washed away all the soap from her body and did mine. With all the small hair on her armpits and lower body gone, she was smooth as silk. When the bath was over, I dried her with a soft towel, taking extra care for her scarred breasts and her bottom. I patted her pussy dry. Tara dried me up and wiped my dick dry and we came out from the bathroom. I suggested to her, "Tara. Wear something loose. After lunch I want to treat your hurt areas." Tara said, "Why don't you say what you want to really do?" I kept quiet. I fished out a wrap around sarong and a loose top from her wardrobe for her wear. As she prepared to wear that set, she started looking for under garments, I firmly said, "No panty. No bra." She quickly wore them and turned towards me to see if they were becoming on her. I said, "You look good in these." I could see her nipples pointing out from the thin fabric top she was wearing. Tara's womanly bitch asked, "Only in these clothes?" I responded immediately, "Best without." I fished out one of her pajamas and slipped them on. They looked funny. They were short for me. But the bottom was designed for women. It was large and bulbous. Tara laughed on seeing me wearing. Each time she looked my way, she giggled. Tara took this opportunity and softly held my dick through the pajama and gave it a shake and said, "This cock is big and very good." We had a quick lunch. During lunch I asked her, "I don't think you applied any moisturizer to your body after the Veet application and the soap bath." Tara nodded and said, "Yes. The whole skin is feeling very dry and stretched." I said, "Okay. That is good. After lunch I want you in the bedroom for my applying some antiseptic balm on all the cuts and bruises you have followed by some moisturizer on your entire body." We quickly finished lunch, removed the plates to the kitchen, washed them and retreated into the bed room. I suggested to Tara, "Tara, I think after I have finished treating your skin and the cuts and bruises, we should take a nap. So that we can have a whole night of merciless fucking." Tara perhaps got goose bumps hearing that and nodded demurely, as if she was agreeing to be sacrificed on the alter of her sex. After preparing the room, I located the 'wedge' I had gifted her that let me lift her bottom up for a deeper fuck and placed it nearby. Also, I remembered that I had fitted the under bed restraint system on her bed. No scarves or spreader was required!!! I had used it many times earlier. I got the Savlon antiseptic cream tube on the bed and then I got the Nivea moisturizing lotion on the bed also. Tara watched curiously as I got the stuff ready. Suddenly she asked, "Is this all being set to treat me or to fuck?" "Why do you ask?" "What is the wedge for?" "You will see." Once I was set, I got up, walked close to her. With no ceremony I fished out her sarong draw string by inserting two fingers under her waist band. Tara sucked in her stomach to assist and hissed, "Want me naked, is it?" "Yes. Totally." Saying that I pulled the cord. The sarong fell down. Tara blushed, as if it was the first time that she had been stripped naked. That longish loose top was nearly covering her crotch. Besides balm had to be applied on her boobs too. I swiftly pulled her top up. Tara lifted her hands and let me take it out from over her head. Tara once again made the womanly noise of protest, "Please Ravi. Not completely naked." As I took it off, I flung it away. There she was, stark naked. I scoped her up and placed her on the bed. I placed a nice and fluffy pillow under her head. I picked up the Savlon antiseptic cream, took some onto my fingers and then applied it on the bite marks on her shoulder and neck. Then I caught her rib cage with my left hand, accentuated the breast by pushing it up and applied the cream on the scratch marks on the main breast. Then I applied the cream on her bite mark on her nipple base. As I applied the cream, like a doctor, Tara watched my face to see what I was feeling. Sometimes, I pressed too hard on her nipples. She would yelp out, "Ouch. That hurt. Be gentle." I ignored all the talk. Once I finished, I made her flip over and started to attend to her butt. I applied the cream all over the welts on the butt. I asked her, "Is that soothing your scratches and bites?' Tara said, "Mmmmmmmm." Once that was through, I turned her around and asked her, "I will now apply the moisturizer all over your body." As Tara lay face down comfortably, I picked up the Nivea moisturizing cream plastic bottle and liberally poured the cream onto her back. The cold cream hit. She winced. I rubbed my palms together and warmed them up and then started to spread the cream all over her back. I felt the tension in her back. I applied the cream to relax her shoulders one by one and then the nape of the neck. As I went down the torso, I ensured that I reached the small of her back and then it ran near her butt crack. I could feel her creating tension to avoid getting fingered into her ass. I took my time and slowly and gently worked in the nearly open part of the crack with my forefinger with liberal doses of moisturizing cream. Then I applied enough direct pressure to force the butt muscles to momentarily tighten then working the tension out to leave each muscle at its pinnacle of relaxation. I heard her moans soft, quiet as I work my way down Tara's back, sliding lower over her ass. 36 Hours Of Pleasure As I came down over her two proud and chubby bum cheeks, I came lower down onto the back of her thighs. I took some more cream onto my palms and firmly massaged the cream onto the back of her thighs and lower and lower to the back of her knees. I came further down to her calves. I held each calf muscle at a time and massaged them hard. Tara gasped with pain and relaxation and said, "Aaaaw. I love it. That really relaxes." I went sown to her soles and to her toes one by one. As I finished her back, I ordered her, "Tara turn over. I will now massage your front." Tara slowly turned over and exposed her entire naked front. I took the cream in my palms and applied it one her face. With my finger tips, I applied the cream into every nook and cranny of her face. Finally, I applied the cream inside her ear lobes and them inside her nostrils. I came down further and applied the cream on her neck and then started to come down over her special parts. My hands traveled down the centre of her chest onto her stomach, avoiding touching Tara's breasts. Then I leant low and whispered into her ear, "The fun starts now!!" I kissed her on her forehead. That silenced her womanly objections. My hands once again went back to Tara's shoulders, passing down over her chest, around, close but never touching that forbidden area, but I could tell that Tara was as interested as I was as see her erect nipples. I watched as they continued to grow as my hands caressed Tara's nipples with each movement I watched her slowly close her eyes, surrendering to the sensations. As my hands went down deliberately to her pelvis, I could feel her pelvis press subtly against me as my hands traveled slowly lower down to where her breasts begin. My fingers traveled down over her ribs, lightly drawing trails, watching the goose bumps wondering about the tingles I could almost see travel through Tara's body. My fingers stopped at where the waist band of her panty normally starts and begin traveling back up her body, skin touching skin. Her breasts were quivering. And that caused my fingers to stop, passing over her flaring breasts, her chest beginning to heave, her breathing deep and labored now, I could feel her body shift as she tried to force contact with her nipples. I smiled at her frustration. Tara let out her moan of pleasure and appreciation, "Aaaah. Hmmmmm. Aaaaaaah." My fingers traced circles around her areola feeling them crinkle under the gentle pressure, watching them pass so close to her nipples, watching the tension rise in her body, the anticipation of the tingles, the desire rising my finger touches then flashes back as if burned, only to tentatively reach out and touch again, my thumb slid up and gently took her nipple between finger and thumb to lightly caress, to tease into full erection, her head fell back with a moan pressing her breast fully into my hand now. I could feel her erect nipple against my palm as my other hand joined and began to caress her other breast. Then I made my hand slowly travel back down her body, Tara sucked in her stomach in anticipation. I could see her heaving up and down as her belly pulsated with each touch. Tara made a subtle plea, nothing but a whisper, almost lost in the quiet background music "Pleeeeeease..... don't, darling." As my fingers slid down her torso towards her crotch, her hips lifted. My hands traveled slowly, inexorably back up her legs, rubbing her thighs with both hands, a full bouquet of fingers dropping down to feel her pussy lips, the escaping moisture, her moan and I feel her ass lift up, again trying to force contact, my fingers barely touching her skin, slide over her engorged lips, to massage her mound. I flattened my whole palm over her love triangle, massaging deep through her mound I can feel her hard clit under my fingers, her lips separate of their own accord, her moisture seeping out, wetting my finger lubricating the tip as my finger touched her clit for the first time, so gentle, barely there, feels almost like a gentle breeze. My fingers slide between her pussy lips to lie at her entrance, wet, tight, warm... it pressed on, but did not enter her opening. The tip of my finger slides up and over her clit, her body reacts with a slight jerk and a moan escapes her lips, quiet, peaceful... "Ohhhhhh...." And again as my finger passed back over it, this time penetrating Tara, sliding just inside, my palm presses against her clit as my finger tip slides into Tara, finding her spot, caressing so gently, rubbing back and forth over it I sense her frustration as Tara tries to grip my finger with her pussy lips. My finger pulls out to rub gentle circles over her clit, a slight jerk of her body with each pass, speeding up concentrating on her clit her jerks become a vibration, her body tensing, her hips moving now, setting the tempo... "Ohhhhhh... Unnnnhgf...." her head back, hips rising off the bed, eyes pressed tightly shut in concentration of her pending orgasm... I watched as her eyes briefly flashed open upon the contact of my other hand, my fingers searching, finding and caressing her spot, the time for gentleness now gone, Tara want only to cum, to feel the pulsing tingles, her erect nipples sending flashes of pleasure through her body with each pumping movement of her body. I felt the rush of her juices flow, the pulsing squeezing of her pussy around my finger, watch the pulsations of pleasure flow through her body as her stomach tenses rhythmically, slowing... her pleasure is manifested in a series of grunts, short, staccato each accompanied by a squeeze, a pulse of flow, a flex of her stomach. I left her pussy alone. I said, "Lift your hips up. I will now slide the wedge under your butt for some special action on your pussy." Tara made a protesting noise, "No. Please don't raise my pussy for fucking it. Please." Yet she lifted her hips as high as she could. What woman would like to give up some real sexual pleasure for some useless modesty? I pulled her to the edge of the bed and ensured that the wedge was there for her to be placed most delectably. I then slid in the wedge under her buttocks and ensured that her butts and her pussy were hanging in the air, as if suspended by her overcoming desire. I started to massage her butts from below in a circular motion, followed by long vertical strokes beginning at the waist and ending at mid thigh. Each stroke moving progressively further inside the thigh, toward the labial lips. Alternately stroke the base of the crease between the buttocks, brushing along the anus (rosebud). After stroking the rosebud, allow her hand to glide down to the labia. I repeated this action of an up and down motion (from above the rosebud to the labia and back up again). Tara was on fire. She was thrashing around a little. She pleaded, "Put it in. I am hot." But, I had planned otherwise and did not penetrate the anus or vagina at this time. All I did was to get up, and assisted her overcome her modesty and slightly spread her legs. I gently grasped and stroked the labial lips with my fingers. After the lubrication seeping from Tara's vaginal opening becomes more evident, I began to stroke the clitoral hood. The clitoris was already exposed and swollen. I started to rub it directly, using the pads of my two fingers (index and pointer). I asked her, "Tara darling. You want more of it?" "Yes. Ravi. Please. Be stronger. Faster." I moved my fingers faster. I tried not to be hard on her clit. But she was now raising her hips more and more wanting to be given some hard sex. As I went on, Tara cried out, "I am coming. Aaaaaannnh. Aaaaah. Hnnnnnnnnnn." She collapsed on the wedge and rested for a while with heavy breathing. I let her rest a while and then whispered to her, "The real climax is still to come." "Nnnn. Please do not play with me any more. I am so satisfied." On hearing this, I changed my plan and decided to be naughty and said, "In that case let me get the wedge out from under your buttocks." Tara tiredly raised her hips. I slipped out the wedge. She lay with her legs slightly apart. Once she was down, I got sitting between her slightly spread legs dangling down the edge of the bed, I held her knees and spread her legs wide open, all the while holding her abdomen down on the bed with my left hand. Tara moaned and asked, "Want to fuck?" "No. I have not finished with your clit as yet." "No. Please don't. Sweetie, please don't." She tried to control me with her hands. I asked, "You want the hands tied and then played with or would you rather that your hands were free and you could enjoy more?" She stopped thrashing around. I told her, "Just see what I do with your pussy." She raised her pillow and started to see. I caressed her mound for a while and then without any warning, with both my hands I began to gently reach into her vagina. It was wide open and inviting. With both my hands I placed my forefinger in a bent fashion on the outside wall of the pussy lips and with the thumb I massaged the insides of the vaginal opening. By now, Tara was twisting and turning and groaning with pleasure. She was far too aroused to worry about her modesty. She clearly wanted more. She reflexively raised her pelvis, by pulling in their knees closer to their chest. This position further exposed the clit, vaginal opening and rosebud. Initially, I went on stimulating Tara's clit with the pad of my thumb. Then I changed gears and knelt between legs upraised legs and open pussy lips and tongued her clit while caressing and stroking these magical elements simultaneously. Flick after flick around her clit, swirling around and then right from the bottom to the top. The tongue was trying to probe the clitoral hood and go under it. "Aaaah. Ooooooh. Oooooooh. Mummy. I can't take it. Please stop. Ooooh." Tara was nearly screaming with pleasure and thrashing from side to side. Yet keeping her legs wide open. Soon Tara could take this massage any more. She writhed with pleasure and pleaded, "Oooo my God. I am on fire. Ravi, please fuck me. Please Ravi." She launched into a virtually endless cycle of orgasms. Her whole body had shudders passing through one after the other. She was screaming, "Aaaaah. I am dying. Ooooooh. My pussy. My pussy. Please don't let me go. Take me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Please." She was thrashing around in the bed, with convulsion after convulsion passing down her entire body and rivulets of sweat pouring down her flanks. I quickly lay next to her and held her and cuddled her while she finished her explosive string of orgasms. I let her rest a while. She lay on the edge of the bed with her legs back down the side of the bed, glistening with the moisturizer and the sweat all over her. She was breathing as if she had just run a 100 meter dash. Her eyes fluttered open. She looked at me with tired eyes and said, "Ravi. Why didn't you fuck me also?" "Who says you won't be fucked? I will fuck you when I want to. Okay?" Tara whispered, "Ravi, take off that silly pajama of yours. Lie next me. Naked." Tara pulled at the pajama and assisted me pull it off from my legs. Tara looked down and saw my dick was straining to release itself. Erect and wanting to go. It was throbbing with desire. Tara suggested, "Why don't you have atleast one fuck. This dick wants pussy." I said, "No." Tara simply obeyed and lowered her hands and held my dick in her palm and said, "Let me atleast hold this dick. This is the one, I want to fuck." I suggested, "Tara. Let us sleep for the whole afternoon. We will fuck all night. Okay?" Tara did not answer. After so many orgasms, she needed the sleep. We slept together, clasped together, completely naked as lovers do, from about 3 PM till about 6 PM. Tara was the first to wake up. I woke up when I felt something making me feel spasms of pleasure passing through my crotch. When I woke up, I could see that Tara had reversed her position and she was sucking my flaccid dick with the fore skin fully pulled back. I was lying flat on my back. She had bent over my crotch and she was sucking and trying to get my dick erect, while her short sassy hairs were almost covering the sight. I protested and tried to pull her away from my dick. She made those protesting noises and continued on her good work. Finally, I was able to push her head away from me. As she got up, she sounded like a four year old girl whose toy had been taken away. Protesting, she said, "You have no right to stop me form sucking the best cock in the world." I sat up and held her face, kissed her on her forehead and said, "Tara. I have a much better plan for you for tonight. Stop protesting and crying for your toy." Tara asked, like a child, "Will you let play with that cock as much as I like?" "Yes." I swung out of the bed. Tara flopped back and said, "God. This clit feels to raw right now. I cant walk with my legs close together for hours now." I walked into the toilet and peed. Tara came from behind me and held my dick as I peed into the john. Tara started to laugh, "The cock vibrates as the pee comes out!!" As the stream stopped, I told her, "There is more in it. You will have to tease it for the rest." Tara said, "I know." She pulled back the foreskin and pulled it back over and made that noise which women make when they want their babies to pee. "Ssssssssss". I let fly four or five streams if pee and then the last few drops came out. She shook my dick as I always do and said, "Is that okay?" I said, "Yes. Now it is your turn to pee. Let me help you." Tara requested, "Okay. Help me pee, please." I has played many sex games with her and understood what she meant. I held her by her waist and lifted her slightly up from the ground and made her sit on the john like bird on a branch. Then I parted her knees apart and said, "Okay. Now I want you to piss. Like a sweet little girl." She answered back, with pouted lips, "It isn't coming!" "Okay, I will help." I had to kneel in front of her and spread her legs wider apart and then use two fingers to spread the pussy lips apart and then told her, "Okay. That is it. Now go ahead." Once again, she made that very childlike face and said, "It isn't coming!!" For good measure she said, "It is stuck!!! All because of your playing with it too much. May be you have to suck it out." I realized that she wanted me to drink her pee. I did not mind atall. I had tasted it before. It had her womanly nectar in it and nearly tasted sweet. I parted her legs wider and then leant low over her and slowly apply my lips onto her tiny tit bit between the folds of her now gooey and sticky pussy lips and start to suck the tit bit. As I sucked, she warned me, "It is coming. Don't move back. Suck a little more. Please." As I sucked, Tara slowly let loose her pee onto my mouth. I let it come into my open mouth while my tongue played with her clit. With all that movement, it sprayed all over my face and I drank some of that nectar. Soon she finished. I got up and swallowed the last few drops of pee from her pussy. I helped her off from her perch. Tara said, "God you actually drank it!!" I said, "Darling, I will do that again. If it pleases you. But, I promise to fuck you so hard, you won't forget it." "Then do it!!" was an immediate response. I assured her that I would fuck her in the night. She then agreed to proceed further. She insisted that she washes away her pee from my face and then she applied a light face cream on my face and then she splashed some Aramis After Shave that I keep in her flat for my use. I told her, "You are not washing your pussy. Let that juice remain where it is." She got into her sarong and top and I slipped on the pajamas. The next few hours passed with us watching TV together and then conjuring up a small meal. We quickly ate dinner. After dinner I told her, "Go in and get dressed for the evening." She asked, "Dressed? Or undressed?" "You know what I said!!" Tara went in. After about ten minutes she appeared out of the bedroom. She was wearing the flouncy mid calf length black skirt made of some crinkly material with a red ruffle sleeve loose top. I could see the halter part of her bra and I could see the contours of her panty from over the dress. She had quickly brushed her hair and she was wearing a mid height heels. She had applied some lipstick as well and some kohl on her Bengali large doe eyes. I almost asked myself as to what she really wanted. I told myself, may be she wants a longer game than I thought. I looked at her. Got up and wrapped her in my arms and said, "Tara you are looking alluring." Tara answered, "Thanks. Is this nice enough?" "Yes. It is fine." I put some soft music on. We sat together like any two lovers and enjoyed the music. After about 20 minutes, Tara got up and started to take the bed clothes off and prepare the bed. I saw her being the busy body she is. I walked close to her and wrapped my right arm around her waist from behind her and softly shifted the wide necked dress wider, exposing her bare shoulder. Then I softly lifted her shoulder length hairs from her shoulder and kissed her on her left shoulder from behind. She crooked her left arm and caressed my hairs as I planted soft and reluctant kisses on her shoulders. As I went on, I could hear Tara hum with pleasure. Clearly she was warming up. I shifted from the left shoulder to the right shoulder and pulled the dress neck opening further and further apart and nearly got both the shoulders visible. I held her hairs in one bunch and kissed her softly all around her neck and shoulders. Tara realized that her dress was coming in the way of my kissing her and that I wanted to treat her lavishly. I left her to walk away. She turned around to look at my face. I could see her face was a little red with the flow of blood into her face. As she sailed by me pottering around, I grabbed her wrist and told her, "Come here." Tara did not protest. She came near and melted in my arms. I planted one kiss on her forehead and then pulled the dress further apart and kissed her on her shoulders from the front. Tara upturned her face and looked at. I kissed her mouth passionately. I pushed her back ever so softly. She stepped back. I planted kiss after kiss from her forehead down over her two juicy breasts, down over her navel. While doing so I slid down and squatted in front of her. I caressed her ankles with my palms and slid both my hands with my finger tips touching her outer calf and then lower thigh. I stopped a few seconds and then slid the finger tips all the way up under her skirt right till her waist band. Tara gasped and asked, "What are you doing?" Then I started the downward journey for my finger tips, running lightly over her outer thighs. At the skirt hem line I stopped momentarily and then slid down to her ankles. Once again my finger tips took the upward journey. I stopped caressing her legs with my finger tips when my fingers reached the hem line. I waited for a few seconds. Then I ran my fingers over her things from over her skirt and then came to the base of her crinkly material with a red ruffle sleeve loose top. I held the lower end of the crinkly material of her top and started to pull it up to peel it off her body. Tara made a small noise of protest, "Please Ravi. Don't make me naked." Yet, like all sexy women, as it came near her head, she put her hands up and let me slide the dress off her body. I could now see that she was wearing a black halter Bra with two triangular pieces of cloth barely covering her ample breasts, held together with the halter and one string in the back, needing only one string to be pulled and the bra would disintegrate. The contour of her nipples were visible from under the sheer bra. 36 Hours Of Pleasure I told her, "Tara, you are looking very pretty." "Am I? You don't appear to be excited enough to see me!" "Meaning?" "The tent made by your erect dick is not big enough. Your dick is not erect enough as yet!!" Tara boldly said. I slowly held her by her fingers and pushed slowly to the wall. I pulled her hands up and held then against the wall and started to shower kisses on her ever so lightly on her entire front torso, missing out on her breasts. Tara was squirming and enjoying the attention her body was getting. After several minutes of kissing treatment, I let her go. She walked away slowly. I could see that her hips were swaying more than before, clearly in heat. I told her, "Tara, take off those shoes, please." "Okay". She stepped out of her shoes. Tara walked up to the CD player to change the CD. As she stood there, I walked up behind her and lifted her hairs from behind and planted a kiss on the nape of her neck. I rang my finger tips from the nape of her neck down till the waist band of her elastic band skirt, as slowly as I could, tantalizing her. Tara was close to the wall. She lifted her hands up and held on to the wall, almost in a sign of total surrender with her face turned to her right. Tara gasped and asked, "What are you doing?" "Tara. Let me enjoy your body and your excitement and anticipation." Tara was taking support from the wall in front. I slowly wrapped my left hand around her now shaking stomach and let the hand stray lower and lower and I inserted my two fingers into her waist band. Tara gasped with excitement thinking that my finger would reach for her pussy. She arched her back and pushed her head back and hissed with excitement and anticipation. With my right hand, I suddenly held the single draw string of her halter bra behind her and pulled the string down releasing her two breasts held captive by her inadequate bra. Instinctively she took both her palms to cross her chest and cup one breast each in one palm. With my right hand, I lifted her halter and slipped her bra off her. I embraced her from behind and whispered into her ear, "Let me take your lovely breasts and play with them." "Please Ravi. I am so embarrassed!" "Okay. Shut your eyes as I cover your boobs with my palms. Okay?" Tara made protesting noises as I slowly pressed her to let me cup each of her boobs in my palms. Firmly I pushed her palms away and took control over her breasts. As I caressed each one her breasts, she lifted her hands and played with my hair and purred with delight as I softly squeezed them. I suggested to Tara, "Come to the couch. I want to take you." Tara did not protest. She walked with me to the couch. I sat down with my cock making a tent from under her pajamas and with a small wet patch at the apex made by my pre cum. I assisted her to sit next to me. As she sat down, I slowly wrapped my right hand around her shoulders and pulled her so that she was half reclining on my lap, my left hand holding her up and her face turned towards my face. I suggested to her, "Tara. Lift your feet onto the couch. Relax." Tara put both her legs onto the couch with the farthest leg at the edge of the couch bent with the knee pointing up. As she reclined into my arms. I started to kiss her mouth and inserted my tongue into her open mouth and probed every corner of her mouth. With my right hand, I started to caress her ankle and calf. When I broke the kiss, Tara asked breathlessly, "Ravi. Why don't you take off your pajama and let me hold your cock?" I did not reply. My mouth moved from her mouth to her now open and delicious breasts. Kissing them one by one. I nibbled her left nipple and started to slowly lift my right hand up over her now exposed knee and ran the finger tips right up her outer thigh right till her waist band. Tara hissed, "Nnnnnnn. Aaaaaaaa. Please . . . .!!" I sucked her right nipple for while and then I shifted my attention to her left nipple, while my palm moved from the side of her thigh to her juicy bottom and almost invade the privacy of the flesh behind her small panty back. Tara tried to clamp her thighs shut. I let her do that. I shifted my mouth from her nipples to her neck. She dropped her head back, while I kissed, licked and nibbled her neck all over. At the same time, I drew my right hand back and started over again to caress her right ankle and this time took my finger tips on the inner calf and slowly and teasingly came up the knee up to the inner thigh, which was clamped shut by her. My fingers followed the contour of the clamp between her thighs and slowly climbed up, nearer and nearer to her crotch. Tara hissed, "Ravi. Please do not tease me any more. Please . . . touch me. I am bursting apart." I did not take her advice and continued to tease her pussy with the anticipation of being felt and getting fingered. With no warning, I assisted Tara to sit up and said, "Get up. Let me take you to the bed for some more treatment." With wobbly feet Tara stood up, completely naked waist up and walked in my embrace to the bedside. When we reached the bed side, I held her from behind and started to explore her breasts. Then her stomach and then the fingers started to stray to her waist band. Tara sucked in her stomach to tell me that she would like me to insert my fingers inside her skirt. I inserted my fingers about six inches and then withdrew. Tara said, "Please take off my skirt." I slowly turned her around, looked into her eyes and slowly squatted on the floor. Slowly I unclasped her waist band, pulled the side zip down and then lifted her skirt up and stood up. Tara was trembling with anticipation, as if this was the first time she as getting ready to be fucked. I pulled the skirt all the way up and took it over her head. Soon the skirt was away. I could see her in the bright bedroom lights standing completely naked except that black hustler lingerie panty with two bow tie strings on either side of the triangular patch of cloth that was inadequately covering her pussy. The front panty patch was wet with her juices. As I stood up, Tara boldly pulled my pajama down and sat down taking it down all the way. My cock was throbbing with wanting Tara's pussy. It was erect and paining. When she was sitting down, she took a long look at my cock and held the base of my cock, pulled the foreskin back and planted one long kiss on the tip of my cock. Tara asked my cock, as if she was asking a little child, "You want pussy? Okay. Take as much of pussy you want." Tara was about to open her mouth to start to suck my cock, but I pulled her up and told her, "Tara. Get up. I want to have you absolutely naked. I want you in bed. You will be fucked." Tara did not say a thing and stood in front of me. I guided her onto the bed and placed a pillow under her head and told her, "Just give yourself to me. No naughtiness. Okay." I climbed into bed with her and then commenced to kiss her all over except over her truly scant panty. When I felt she was ready, I held both her ankles and spread her legs wide and sat down between her legs. I ordered her, "Lift you pussy up." Tara just followed the instruction. I pulled the wedge and placed it below her hips and raised her hips atleast a foot above the bed. I asked her, "Is it high enough?" Tara said, "No. I want it higher. I want to be fucked deep and hard." I placed a large pillow below the wedge. That raised her pussy up another six inches. Her position was truly delectable. I placed my self so that my mouth was near her wide open legs. I started to kiss her inner thighs and the licked, softly on her inner thighs. Tara was getting wild with pleasure and she started to caress my head and pleaded, "Take that silly panty off. Fuck me. Please." Slowly, I changed my position such that I could catch the draw strings of two bow tie strings on either side of the triangular patch of cloth with my teeth. I kissed the skin just below the bow string and then held one end of the left hand side string and pulled it. The tightness of the strings made the triangular covering of her womanhood, shift, ever so slightly. Tara was getting impatient and was about to shift the panty triangular patch with her own hands. I stopped her and said, "Tara. You are mine. You are my fucking sex slave. This pussy is mine. I will do what is to done. Just keep your hands above your head." Tara understood I meant what I said. Then I kissed the skin just below the other bow string and then held one end of the right hand side string and pulled it. It opened in second. Then with my tongue, I slowly shifted the patch right down. Since she had been made bald and cream had been applied in ample quantity, her pussy was smooth as silk, like a four year old girl. As I shifted the triangular patch, the tongue ran touching the slit all the way down. As the tongue came near her clit, I changed position again and placed my self to be able to lift both her legs over my shoulders and then give her some special cunnilingus treatment. I said, "Tara, I want you to open your pussy wide so that I can play with your clit till you become unconscious." Tara did not answer. She simply lifted her legs up into a squatting position with her ankles raised high in the air, took her palms from under her thighs and started to spread her pussy lips. Normally I am cautious that I do not hurt her. But she caught the two pussy lips between her forefinger and thumb and lifted then up and pulled them apart. I started to lick her inner thighs and slowly proceeded towards her pussy. Tara moaned and said, "Ravi. Please do what you did in the afternoon. It made me mad with pleasure. I could die for it. Eat my pussy. Bite it off." The more I licked and teased her pussy; Tara started to scream for more. "Aaaaah. Hnnnnnn. Please lick there. There. To the left. Aaaaaaah." When I tried to part her knees more, Tara pleaded, "I will part my legs as much as you want, but play with my boobs. Squeeze them. Pinch them. Hurt me on my boobs. I am whore who wants to fuck more and more. More. Tear them off. Make me a woman." I slipped my hands from below and started to knead the boobs while swirling the tip of my tongue around her clit canal, always missing the centre of her clit. Tara hissed, "Push your tongue inside me. Tear my pussy apart." I was by now flicking Tara's clit head. Tara was screaming, "Ravi. Ravi. Ravi. Please. Awwwwww. Ooooooh. My God. This is heaven." Each time the tip of my tongue flicked her clit, Tara would scream my name, "Ravi. Awww. Hnnnn." Tara was turning her head from side to side and trying unsuccessfully to raise her hip higher. Tara hissed, "I am coming. I am coming. Please go on. More. More. Flick it more." I started to flick her clit faster. Tara had one shuddering orgasm. Her pussy juices leapt out of her pussy and hit my face. Squirt after squirt. After several minutes of violent twisting and turning, Tara calmed down and continued to breathe hard. I left her boobs alone for a while. Tara had left her pussy lips alone. As she recovered from her shattering orgasm, Tara suggested, "Ravi. Please sit on my face and make me eat your cock. I want you to rape my mouth." I understood that the woman in Tara had exploded and frustrating her would not be good for her or for me. I got up and squatted near her face. Tara ordered, "Slap me. Punish me. Make me open my mouth and then force the cock in. make me suck it.: She clamped her mouth shut. I tried to force her mouth open and tried to push the cock in between her lips. She fought back and tried to grab my balls. I realized, the only way to make her open her mouth was to squeeze her boobs hard, so that she screams out with pain. I grabbed her boobs and pinched her nipples hard. Tara screamed out, "Aaaaw." The moment she did, I popped my cock into her mouth. I grabbed both her hands and shouted out, "Suck it. You whore. Suck the cock." She was trying to push it out with her tongue. I went onto all fours holding her hands and started to lick her clit between her open and inviting pussy. Tara closed her mouth and started to suck. I fucked her mouth as I would fuck her in her cunt. It was a perfect 69. Soon Tara had one more orgasm. Immediately after that, I left her hands and parted her pussy lips with my left hand fingers and inserted my right forefinger into her cunt mouth and started to finger fuck. My thumb acting as the clit stimulator. Tara was screaming obscenities as she broke into a huge orgasm followed by a series of shallow yet shuddering orgasms. I pulled out my dick from her mouth and let her relax and get ready for the next action. Tara lay on the bed, wet with her sweat and her cum all over. The greasy pussy juices dripping down her crotch, mixed with my spittle. My dick was still not given its due share of the fuck. It was still up and throbbing. Waiting to get its fair share of pussy. After several minutes of relaxation, Tara fluttered her eyes open. I asked here, "Tara? Are you happy?" Tara answered, "My pussy is really happy. But it is now my turn to fuck you, you bastard." Saying that she rolled off the bed and said, "You had better co-operate." "What? You want to carry out female domination, is it?" "No. Just shut up. I will now fuck you, the way I like. Just do as I tell you to. And don't you move without my permission." I did not want to spoil a good fuck by being argumentative. Besides I wanted to see where she went in pleasure hunt. Tara quickly got up and placed the wedge under my butt and lifted my torso up, with my cock pointing to the sky. Tara held me by my ankles and spread my legs wide open, just as I did to her. She warned, "You try to close these legs without my saying so, I will fix the spreader on the ankles and make you come till you become unconscious." She appeared serious about her threat. Tara stood below my legs on the floor, held my dick in the middle of the staff and started to slow shag me, while kissing my prostrate from between my legs. While kissing my prostrate, my pubic hair were clearly bothering her. Tara lifted her lips from my prostrate and said, "You better shave this area as soon as possible." And then descended on my crotch. Tara was moving her right fist with my dick in it up and down, slowly, all the time. Tara slowly mover her lips up the canal below me to my balls. She picked one ball at a time with her left hand and kissed each one and then licked each one. My cock was bursting with wanting to let fly. As her lips came up the shaft, Tara reached the tip of my dick and said, "Ravi. I will now kiss and suck your dick. You will not let fly till I ask you to. Okay?" The pleasure was too much. Between groans and grunts, I said, "What if I do let fly?" "What do you mean, let fly??" "Fuck you, bitch." Tara did not answer. She just opened her mouth and started to slowly suck my dick, starting with the hammer headed corona. She moved her head forward and back and slowly started to deep throat me. The pleasure was too much. I was grunting with pleasure and trying my very best to hold back for fucking her and squirting the spunk in her pussy and not her mouth. As I fought back, she let go and said between gasps of breath, "Fuck my mouth. I want you to hold my head with my hairs and force me to deep throat you more." I tried, but was too kind to her. She was struggling hard to mouth fuck my cock. But I was not moving my hips to strike deep inside. I could see her frustration. She suddenly popped my cock out and said, "Ravi. I love being the dominated bitch. Please dominate me and fuck my mouth. Hard." Realizing that I was being too kind for a bitch like her, I caught her by her hairs and started to force fuck her mouth. Tara started making protesting noises, as if she did not want to be fucked. With both her hands she was caressing my balls, as the dick went in and came out. It did not take her too long to make me come in her mouth. I shouted, "Hnnnnn. Hnnnnnnnnn. Ooooooh. Aaaah. Swallow it. Swallow it." With mock protests she swallowed my cum. As my dick started to shrivel, Tara decided she wasn't done. She ordered me, "Ravi. I want you to be rough with me. I want to fight you. You hit me if you want to. But lift me off my feet and strap me down on this bed with my face down. And get this 'bullet vibrator' placed inside my pussy lips." I got up and tried to catch her by her wrist to do what she wanted me to. But she scratched back and said, "Don't touch me you bastard." I stepped forward and grabbed her by her arm. She fought back valiantly and hard. Soon I caught her right arm and twisted it behind her and ordered her, "Tara. Get up on the bed and lie down upside down" "No. Please let me go. She thrashed around. But with her arm twisted behind her, she fought less and walked to the bed like a sweet little girl. As we came near the bed, I pushed her down on the edge of the bed with her ass pointing up and held her down. She tried to get up and go away. I had to tie her wrists with the bed head post. And then for good measure, I tied her legs apart to the bed legs on either side. She was now eagle spread on the edge of the bed. That position made my cock rear up for more action. The dripping pussy was glistening and I wanted her badly. Quickly I placed the 'bullet vibrator' between her pussy lips and switched it on. Tara got a strange look on her face. Eyes shut and teeth clenched. She was tossing her head from side to side. Tara cried out, with pleasure, ""Aaaaaaannnnn! Eeeeeeeek!! Aaaaaw." She cried out, as if she wanted help, "Please Ravi, please switch that damn thing off. Please. That will kill me." I knew what she meant by saying that. It meant, "Please play with my boobs. Please kiss me on my buttocks. Please bugger me." And all else. Her hips were rising and falling as the bullent vibrated directly on her clit. Tara screamed, "Aaaaaaaaa. Ooooooooh. Mmmmmmmm. Please Ravi stop this machine. Please. Oh God. Please stop this. Please." "Bzzzz. Bzzzzzzz. Bzz. Bzz. Bzz. Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz." I could see, Tara was nearly in heaven with the machine fucking her. Suddenly, Tara cried out, "Ravi you bastard, just don't look on, bugger me!! Squeeze my boobs!!." I got what she had in mind. I wrapped my right arm around her naked torso and held my now erect dick in the ass opening and gave a slight push. The cock was embedded into her ass. Each time Tara raised her buttocks to flex her muscles to increase her pleasure; my cock would go in more. I started a pumping action of my own. Sometimes as her ass came up or when it went down. The other side would get all the fun. Her creamy boobs were nearly as nice. How many times does a man get so much of creamy boob? Tara was crying out, oblivious to everything but the bullet treating her clit and my cock acting inside her ass. She was clearly going over the edge into an overwhelming abyss of pleasure! Tara was screaming babble by now. Spittle was dripping from her mouth. I turned the knob and made the fucking machine faster. The sound changed to "Bzz. Bzz. Bzzzzzzz. Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. Bz. Bz." "Aaaaaaah. Aaaaah. Hnnnnn. I am coming. Darling Ravi I am coming. Hnnnnnnn. Hnnnn." She was crying out in pure ecstasy, her body racked with an excruciatingly intense orgasm. The pleasure was nearly unbearable! The machine went on relentlessly, and within a few more minutes, Tara exploded into another four or five similarly mind blowing orgasms! I realized, if this went on, knowing that Tara was an insatiable imp, she would remain on the machine for hours and slip into a trance as she gets another serial orgasm. What would I do with my dick???? 36 Hours Of Pleasure I stopped the machine and slowly pulled out my dick from inside her. She lay there, helpless, dripping her pussy juices from the sides of her thigh. Tara stopped panting and stopped her goose bumps breaking out. She gasped and said, "Fuck me for real." I released her hands and legs and flipped her over with one flip. My urgency to get pussy was making me rough. Besides she loved it. I let the bullet be inside the pussy lips and held her two legs at the knees with my arms and brought the cock tip near her slippery and juicy pussy opening. Tara lifted her hips as the tip of my cock slipped through her swollen pussy lips and positioned itself on the pussy mouth. As if the cunt wanted to eat my cock up. I switched on the vibrator again. "Oh God, Oh God, AAAAAAAAaaaaghhhhhhhhhh!" she cried out as the cock slipped in. I continued pumping faster and faster. Suddenly, I could feel Tara's stomach and pussy muscles going into spasm, trying to hold onto my cock. I was getting ever more excited and yet couldn't come, like the threshold for my orgasm was raised , the incredible stretching sensation I was feeling in her pussy was delaying it, letting me get ever more turned on than I thought possible...it was like having one long continuous orgasm it was so intense! I began to get scared, the feelings kept on building... 'What would it be like when I did come?' I could feel my orgasm coming and it was going to be massive... I was crying out, oblivious to everything but Tara's tight and slippery pussy eating my cock up and almost begging my cock to let my cum into it, pumping and pumping in and out, forcing me to such heights of pleasure I'd never known when I fell over the edge into an overwhelming abyss of pleasure! I was crying out in ecstasy, my body racked with the most excruciatingly intense orgasm of my life, the pleasure was so intense it was almost unbearable! Tara in the meanwhile had another four or five similarly mind blowing orgasms. Tara was shrieking with pleasure and the depth of the thrust. Tara had an upturned face, eyes shut and was screaming, "Aaaah. Fuck me. Fuck me hard. Aaaaaaw." I was groaning, "Fuck you baby. Fuck you. Fuck you more." "My pussy. My Pussy. Oooooooh. Mother. I am being fucked so hard." Within minutes, I was releasing stream after stream of cum inside her and she was exploding with an orgasm. I collapsed on top of her. The bullet was at it even then. Tara whispered, "Please switch that off. Or I will die." I switched it off and slowly collapsed on top of her. AS we lay panting, Tara kissed me afew times and said, "Ravi. Thanks. Thanks a lot. My pussy is satisfied." I answered, "God. Your pussy is as salty as always. You are really tight and fuck very well indeed." We both flopped down on the bed and lay side by side, kissing each other. Soon we were sleeping together.