One look at her

And I deduced she must be a Bong

Those powerful eyes

And gigantic bust line 

Was defining 

I was waiting for my turn to register my issue 

The queue was long

But her looks kept me immersed 

Particularly the peekaboo of her cleavage 

Our eyes locked

And she smiled

Finally when my turn came

It was already time for lunch break

Sorry sir, you have to wait, she said

As she headed towards the cafeteria 

I followed her

She sized me up from head to toe

Aware of my intentions

Follow me she said 

Mystified, I did

We headed towards a deserted passage 

She waited

I waited 

For the first move

The thirst is yours not mine, she whispered 

Saying so she lifted her saree

And secured my head

Between her legs

The power of her musk overwhelmed my senses

I took my time

Licking her thighs

I gradually moved up to her foliage 

Her muffled moans echoed in the passage

I gulped every ounce of her juices 

Till I was satiated 

Till she became silent 

Did my work get expedited

The answers is pretty obvious 

Rather many of my bank work 

Had a smooth passage.

©LR

 She knew my weakness

For my eyes always caressed the swell on her chest

Sometimes I saw her layers stained

She was lactating

The terrible waves of wanting

Kept me in lustful haze 

The twilight had cast it's spell

I was on the terrace soaking the zephyr 

She came upstairs to collect her clothes

And my eyes swelled seeing her pendulous breasts

A coy smile from her

And I got my cue

I followed her to the dimly lit stairs 

Pinning her on the railing 

The smell of her milky essence 

Aroused my senses

Ripping her layers

I found my treasure 

Her nipples were taught with excitement 

I latched on to one

While marauding the other

Her nectar 

Sensations came in waves 

Urgent and overpowering 

She gasped in pleasure

And I went through a dizzing kaleidoscope of emotions 

Till I came

And that evening 

Was the beginning of my rendezvous 

With my tenant. 

©LR

 Satisfying the fragile ego my husband left me restless 

Wanting for more 

With the blink of an eye was finished

While I feigned passion

And cried of exultation

When he was done

Not me

So when I met गुरुजी 

I knew where it was heading into

He was our family priest 

Consulting him in every matter was undisputable 

During one of those meetings

While I was alone with him

बेटी क्या गम तुम्हे सता रहे हैं, he asked

He read my mind

I broke down and poured my heart out 

He remained quiet for a while

आश्रम में मिलो कल, he said softly 

And I went

When I entered his cottage 

A chill spread over my flesh

Closing the door, he asked me to strip my layers 

I did as I was told

I was under his spell 

He removed his धोती 

And sat cross legged between my legs

He started with gently stroking my petals 

I opened....till I was eagle spread 

The urgency of his caresses inflamed my senses

I was gasping for breath

I came...in orgasmic outbursts 

I lay spent in ecstasy

बेटी अब जब भी मन विचलित हो, में हूं तुमको निर्वाण देने के लिए

And that was my genesis towards salvation 

With गुरुजी.

©LR

We boarded the bus together

It was the last bus for the night

I chose to sit behind her

Even though we were the sole passengers

The whiff of her sweaty fragrance

Overwhelmed my being

I bent a little forward and inhaled her tresses

She knew

But remained silent

I slithered my hand on her shoulder

Gradually moving further

Till I could feel the tenderness of her swell

Unbuttoning her blouse

I marauded her breasts

She started loosening herself

Her nipples, welcoming my intrusion

The melody of her moans got drowned in the ebb of the zephyr

The bus was about to reach the last stop

Turning towards me

Smudging my face between her breasts

Drink, she whispered

And I did as much as I could in those last few seconds

The bus stopped

And we departed to our respective lives.

©LR

 His eyes

Always his eyes

That stripped me of my layers

I felt violated yet aroused 

Staining myself

That day when I visited him at his office work related

His eyes swept over me 

Sending a chill over my flesh

Enough, I muttered under my breath 

I want a hickey on my breast, I told him upfront 

He was astounded 

Bending over the table, I clutched his neck

And kissed him till he gasped for breath 

Ripping my top

I commanded him to mark my breast

And he did

He was savage 

The shooting pain frenzied my senses

I was done with my revenge

I left him agape 

Trying to decipher what happened 

Never mess with me

I have my ways! 

©LR

Listen to my heart

It beats only for you

Feel the chaos

When you return to your marital stamp

You are mine

Still not mine

So torn I feel

When I can't have you beside me

Our love is nameless

Our union would remain inconspicuous

But our threads would remain entangled

Even if you belong to someone else

Moments spent with you

Will be my solace

For my entire life.

©LR

 To whisper filth in your ears

While nibbling here and there 

Enclapsing my legs around your waist

While grazing my flowers on your nest 

To make you my slave

By pushing you between my legs

Some bucket full of lustful wishes.

©LR

 May you be blessed with love, she said 

If that's so, you are the love I seek 

I have sought over the decades, he replied

You aren't mine 

But I can live this life loving you one sided

She had nothing to say

He was her student

Some love stories have no beginning or ending

They flow like the river...

©LR

Her head flung back in exhilaration

As I lingered my kiss on her navel

She gasped as I twirled my tongue around it

I could feel her heartbeat racing, in anticipation

Soft moans escaped from her lips

Pores glistened on her flesh

Eyelids sank lower

As I devoured her thrid eye.

©LR

 दीदी जाने से पहले 

बोतल में पानी भर लेना I called out to the maid 

जी साहब she replied 

She was obvious to the fact that it was my thirst for her

When she posed by the filter with the bottle

The view of her swollen breasts 

And the glimpse of her side waist 

Agitated my flesh

She had the typical features of a Bong 

Big eyes, dusky complexion 

Sagging breasts

The icing on the cake was her milk stained blouses

She had recently delivered 

The sight of her lactating swell and sway

Gave me a boner every time I saw her 

Every pore of my masculinity raged to rip her 

But I ended up straining my shorts

दीदी and me...

Our unfinished story.

©LR