This is not a stand-alone story. To understand what is going on you will need to read the earlier stories in the series. Otherwise it will be akin to picking up a book and starting at a random page. Senseless!!
Maya, my guide in all things Hindu related gripped my arm gently at the elbow as she steered me through the crowd of well-wishers at the end of the evening with her women's group. They knew that I had donated the Hindu temple screen back to their temple, and during the course of the evening I had told them the story of how I had bought it in a junk shop. The story of my dreams had gotten them intrigued, and also with my bodily essence, (think highly powerful pheromones,) making them sexually receptive, I had given them very strong hints as to what I had become.
Maya of course had just straight out told them that I had become, 'Keeper Of The Sacred Lingam,' and once proof was given to a select few, they had practically worshipped me, all wanting to talk to me at once. Eventually of course the evening came to an end, but not before I had promised to come back the following week to answer more questions.
'This way,' she spoke to me above the noise of the crowd as she steered me down a short corridor and out through the side door of the temple. 'Well you certainly managed to get them rather animated, didn't you,' she laughed as she escorted me to my car. 'Did you have fun?' she asked as I got into my car, Maya of course had driven to the temple on her own, and I assured her with a big smile on my face that I had a great time. Looking at her meaningfully, I held her hand for a moment.
'I was hoping the fun wasn't all over for tonight, though Maya,' and she knew right away what I meant. She smiled, no... she grinned happily at me knowing exactly what I meant, and told me she'd be with me as soon as she managed to get away from her friends. That was it, I was on a promise, and a promise from Maya was a 100% cast iron guarantee. You could take it to the bank if you could find a bank that dealt in hot and willing pussy.
I drove all the way home on 'auto pilot,' thinking of the evening's events and of what was to come, so luckily it was just a few miles. I was thinking all the way home, of the evening and the women I had met, and it was only when I turned into my street, I realised I remembered nothing of the journey. My mind had been elsewhere, but thankfully that doesn't happen very often and I escaped without incident, or accident for that matter..
Half an hour later my doorbell rang, and I eagerly opened the door to my lovely Maya. She came straight into my arms as soon as the door was shut again, and we stood there in the hallway kissing and caressing for long minutes, both of us becoming more aroused by the second. Eventually we came, 'up for air,' and still holding her hand I pulled a very willing Maya into the bedroom. We sat on the edge of the bed and resumed kissing, and began to undress each other. Her coat went first, leaving her wearing a blouse and skirt, and as I kissed her my left hand began to unbutton her blouse, while my right, quite independently slipped under her skirt, stroking her thighs. There was no false modesty on her part, and she opened her legs wide to give me unhindered access to my eventual goal, her wet and shaven pussy.
'Oh yes,' she whispered, 'I've been wanting this all evening. I was so jealous of those other women, but so turned on too. My yoni is on fire,' and just then my hand rubbed against the aforementioned yoni, through her panties and she moaned loudly, very loudly, and pushed her pussy against my hand as it slipped under her panties onto her soaking wet pussy. My two middle fingers split her labia apart, and sank into her welcoming depths in a millisecond. Wet and slippery she fucked my fingers, and I slipped my fingers in and out rapidly.
'Oh yes, oh yes, don't stop I'm coming, I'm come...innnnng.' I didn't stop, and had no intention of stopping until her orgasm was well and truly over. She clung to me, and kissed me affectionately, my face, my cheeks, and then back to my mouth, whispering 'thank you,' two or three times between kisses.
With that first heat of passion dampened down I set about the pleasurable activity of undressing her completely. I finished unbuttoning the white silk blouse, pulled it out of the waistband of her skirt to be confronted by her gorgeous boobs encased in white frothy lace. I slipped the straps off her shoulder, but she helped by reaching behind with both arms and unfastening the bra. Her beautiful breasts were all mine, I loved to see them, they were beautifully shaped, lovely areolae crowned with two dark brown nipples that were hard and aroused.
I dipped my head lower and took them one at a time into my mouth, suckling first one, then the other and alternatively squeezing the other with my fingers. She mewled, gasping and moaning at my assault on her twin glories. She had amazingly sensitive and responsive nipples, and I suspected she could probably come just by having her nipples sucked and squeezed. Maybe I'd try that some other time I remember thinking, right now I had better things to do, especially now her skirt was round her waist, with her legs wide open.
While I was worshipping her nipples, she had pulled her skirt higher and slipped her panties off. I could smell the hot musky aroma of her wet sex coming to me in waves. An aroma that demanded attention and I was more than willing to give her all the attention in the world at that moment as I slipped to my knees before her. She knew what was coming, I'd been here before after all, but I would never tire of the site or scent of Maya with her legs spread as far as she could offering herself to me.
There are as many kinds of pussies as there are women, but I love a woman with a substantial set of labia. Something to see when she opens her legs, and not just a tiny, neat slit. Not that there's anything wrong with any kind of pussy, they are all beautiful, all marvels of nature's engineering. I've never seen one I didn't like, but nice thick, protruding pussy lips make my heart beat that little bit faster, and are a delight to my eyes, fingers, and tongue, especially when they are leaking her sexual lubricating juices.
My lovely Maya had pussy lips in abundance and first I let my eyes feast upon her delights. Aware that I was just looking between her legs, she looked down at me and smiled, perhaps a little embarrassed, even though she knew I loved her pussy. Closing in on my darlings sex, the intoxicating sight and smell of her arousal drew me in, and then my tongue ran up the groove between her labia, eliciting loud moans of appreciation. Finally my fingers sank into the crevice I had opened up with my tongue, deeper and deeper filling and stretching her yoni. As I slipped my tongue up and down her labia, groin, and clitoris, my fingertips found her g-spot, that little rougher patch of tissue behind her pubic bone, and massaged it. Her response was not long in coming, and she squirmed with pleasure as I felt her orgasm building.
