I was spoilt for choices

Between the brothers

Both drawn towards me

Like moth to fire

Which one I wondered

Finally, I settled for both

With none knowing about each other

While the younger one was my tenant 

The elder one visited him occasionally

And during one of those visits

Our eyes found each other

Next was the usual course

We exchanged numbers

And during one of the solitary noons

I quenched his fire

The younger one, lacked confidence

To get closer

So I took him under my tutelage

Emboldening his youthful candor

From his stammering interaction

To the performance on bed

It was a sheer carnal carnival

Me involved with the two brothers

But why two

For their power couldn't match t

To the prowess of my experience.

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Just you

With your curvy waist

Just you

With a waist chain

Only you

For there can be no one else

Don't ask why

For my heart swells

When I devour your image.

©LR

 

Bhaiya, I need to get lehnga stitched, she said demurely

I looked up from my work

And that's the first time I saw her

Even though her face had a refreshing rawness

It was her body that had blossomed

In the wild forests

Her enormous breasts, I felt as if they were bursting through her layer

Her curvy waist had a different story to be told

I need it ASAP, she said loudly

Breaking my reverie from her lusty presence

My marriage is next week

Can you get it done by that time, she asked again

I nodded wordlessly

Then take my measurements and customise to my shape

I guided her to the inner chamber of my shop

Pulling the curtain, I started taking the measurements

Inspite of the wintery chill

I felt suffocated

With her, so close to me

Was it my hand or her grazing her breasts on my fingers

I couldn't fathom

But the effect

And the look on her face

I froze dead

Why are you standing like that, she asked

Do what you have to do

Saying so, she threw away her dupatta

Giving ample display of her magnificent cleavage

Take proper shape

And she placed my hand on her colossal breasts

What did I do next

I don't remember the details

But that was the genesis of our affair

Which continued even after her marriage

The lehnga couldn't have been more fitting!

©LR

 

Sometimes I wonder if looks only seduce

Or words are enough to seduce, he mused

As he looked into her eyes

Seduction is an art, which only few realise

It doesn't need looks or words

To cast a spell on you, she replied

It simply needs an eye

To admire the art

Whether from the proximity from your fingers

Or the distance of your eyes

The way you look at me

Seduce my senses

And that suffices

To ignite.

©LR

 

What will you prefer throwing her pantie on my face

While cradling the wine between her breasts

I would prefer to have the nectar

From your navel

And when it streams down betwixt your legs

Soaking your foliage

The concoction with your musky juices

Is death by degrees.

©LR

 Spread your legs

And bend over, he commanded

Not knowing what's on his mind

I obeyed

Don't move

What no matter what I do

You have served me always

Tonight I will be your slave

Saying so, he slipped under my legs

With his mouth between my thighs

His hand clutching my breasts

His tongue snaked its way

Plunging into my universe

The ecstatic agony

I twisted, breathless

Unable to move, as he had commanded

The sound of him slurping my delirious juices

Along with my chanting profanities

Resonated

Stop, I literally screamed

When I was on the verge of my climax

There's no stopping tonight, he cooed beneath my legs

And licked away the offering of his goddess.

©LR

 It was another day

When I got a call from the line of work

Encrypted message from another customer 

In my line of profession

Secrecy and discreet meeting was of paramount importance

When working as a gigolo is considered dishonourable

I reached the designated place, on time

Only to be startled to find the woman

I had been following on Instagram for months

The woman of my dreams

It took me few minutes to collect my bearings

She welcomed me to her palatial abode

Offering me water

She asked me to follow her

As we entered her sacred chamber

I sat beside her, trembling

This wasn't the first time for me

Why the hell was I terrified, I wondered

It was her aura

Her intimidating persona

Her sensuous elegance

A deadly encounter

I don't want to have sex with you she, she said

Make love to me, if you can

I couldn't understand the depth of her

I undraped her saree

Releasing her fountain of tresses

Which I had only seen in pictures

There she was utterly chaste 

In her nude flesh

I slept beside her, breathless

My fingers swept through her curvy flesh

Fingering through her tresses

As I kissed those exotic eyes

Tears cascaded

It seemed as if I touched her raw element

I kept sleeping beside her

Inhaling her mystical fragrance

Absorbing the musical melody of her breath

But I couldn't make love to her

How can I make love to the goddess of rati herself

She offered me money

I declined

Saying nothing

She just stood there by the door

Lost but so full of love

I came back

In love

And lost in her.

©LR

 

Why her?

I keep questioning myself

She isn't the woman I love

She's way older than me

Still why her?

She's the woman I lust

The one, only one

Who fuels my fire

Whose epicurean flesh

Is my hunger

Whose mystical aura

Has enveloped my being

Why do I see her

When I make love to my love

Why do I taste her

When I kiss my girl

Why her?

When she doesn't respond to me overtures

When I realise she's beyond me

Some questions don't have logical reasoning

They sweep like the tide

And I am a willing victim

Sucked, in her whirlpool of sexual power.

©LR

Ma, baba does dirty things to me in your absence, she sobbed
It hurts, I feel violated

She didn't believe her daughter
How can a father defile his own blood
You are lying, she rebuked her daughter
Don't tell such filthy lies about your father

Her daughter kept quiet
Never broached the topic again
But somewhere the fear of suspicion kept lingering on her mind
What if, it was true

One day, she didn't go to work
She lingered near her house
After a while she saw her husband enter their hut
Surreptitiously she crept near the window
Then she saw what she dreaded
Her husband violating the terrified child

Rage surged like volcano
She bashed the meager door
Screaming wildly, she took the pankhi and leapt on her husband
She kept attacking till every ounce of her blood cooled

As he lay dead
She wiped away the traces of blood
And walked out of the door
Along with her daughter.
©LR

 

She was the prime object of my lust those days

She was in her forties

Heavy breasts with wide hips

A woman of fine proportions

My English teacher

I approached her regarding some difficulties in studies

She fixed an appointment after classes

It was one of those sultry evening

Where sweat hung in the air

She was explaining to me the concerned chapters

But I was distracted

Her glistening neck

With her sweaty blouse

Her heaving chest

She noticed me ogling and reprimanded

But I couldn't think straight

To have the object of my lust

In front of me, had made me erect

I love you, I blabbered

Smiling, she got up to close the door

Coming closer, our lips met

That was the first kiss of my life

She asked me to undress

Excited, I fumbled with my clothes

I was butt naked

But she remained in her blouse and petticoat

She started groping me roughly

I responded with matching fervor

But she remained unresponsive to my touch

I stripped the rest of her layers

And dry thumped her

Ultimately she sat on top of me

And guided my phallus inside her warmth

Everything we did felt filthy

Maybe she was into such stuff with others

But I felt violated

Even though I was lusting for her

Before parting, she warned me to keep it buried

I nodded and left

Confused and lost.

©LR

  

Expressions passed

Between our eyes

For words were meaningless

When the waves of sin

Blinded our vision

She indicated me towards the washroom

I followed her

After a while

Most of the passengers were asleep

For it was past midnight

Her audacity in spite of being in her airhostess uniform

Tightened the excitement

Stripping her pantie

I cradled her on my hips

It was clumsy

Considering the paltry space of the washroom

And with the motion of the plane

But we managed to quench

The rising need of the flesh

In the celestial space.

©LR

 She was the lone passenger in my coupe

Draped in marital finery

Her head covered with pallu

She sat by the window

I could sense her discomfort with my presence

For she kept pulling her pallu to hide herself

The only thing I could see was her feet

Beautified with alata, toe ring and anklets

Such a mesmerizing sight it was

I kept staring at her feet

They had a life of their own

If she knew I was gazing at her feet

She didn't hide them

Rather she played along

Ryhming her anklets

Twilight breathed into our cell

But none made efforts to switch on the light

It was as if we both wanted to be enveloped in darkness

Was it her feet that brushed against mine

For a second I couldn't register

But when it occured again

I got the encrypted message

I moved over to her seat

And in that abysmal darkness

I felt her

Every caress of mine, made her restless

As I penetrated her virginal flesh

Her gasping cries got drowned

In the train's speeding rage

When I woke to the silence of dawn

She had left

Leaving her anklet on the scattered sheets.

©LR

 She was in all four

When I entered the room

Sweeping under the bed

The sight of her swinging buttocks

Raged my senses

Unable to control my throbbing bulge

I dropped my office formals

And impulsively caught her

By the hips

Terrorised, she froze

Unable to decipher the unfolding

As I lifted her saree

She realised my depravity 

Kya kar rahe ho sahab, she wailed

Madam bathroom mein hai

But that only kicked me, further

I penetrated 

Grazing her electrifying dryness

She cried in pain

Stifling her mouth with one 

I slid my fingers

Along with my member

She was breathing hard

I knew the effect I had cast on her

I was on the verge of cuming

When I heard the door click

Hurriedly, I wore my trousers

And left the room

Hugging my wife

I enquired

How was your day, darling!

©LR

 He slid his fingers

In my tresses

Sliding through it

Tugging me towards him

Till my neck arched

Inhaling the fragrance of my waves

He licked my earlobes

Till it echoed

And when he dug his teeth

On my neck

In the strength of his desire

I reached my climax.

©LR

  

He was one dangerous lover

Who got off on the thrill

Of being close to being caught

And I too relished that edge

Even if his wife was waiting down in the reception

As we were plummeting down the lift at a heart beats's pace

But that didn't deter him

Cradling my leg

While unbuttoning my gown

He slipped into my moist petals

He came

With few thrusts

Even if it was a quickie

The exhilaration was spine chilling

But that what we both craved

As we reached the ground floor

Making ourselves proper

We headed to our respective partners.

©LR