Sometimes the act of surrendering isn't about submission

Rather it is giving your man

The permission to explore you

The way he wishes to

And that's what I did

When we met at his bachelor's pad

It had been a while

We had been dating

The talks were about everything except sex

Neither of us were interested in saturating the topic

Before we met

The day we met

He was jumpy

Beads of perspiration trickled down his neck

I was turned on

By the effect

I sat closer beside him

And took his trembling hands in mine

For a long time

We kept looking at each other

Till our lips met

I tasted his fear

He tasted my desire

He fumbled with my clothes

Finding my breasts

Marauding and suckling them

Hissing and biting all over

But he couldn't become erect

The pressure of performance

Had made him limp

I could see shame in those innocent eyes

I kissed his forehead

That's fine, I said

I let him play with my flesh

Till he was satiated

This is just the introductory class

In the next sessions, I will teach you the art of sex

Was he a good student?

Nopes he performed brilliant

In our consecutive classes

The best amongst the rest of my students.

©LR

 

Stay, I requested

Ma'am, we are done for the stipulated time

Extra, will cost you more, he said

As he started collecting his clothes

Money is irrelevant, I said

As I lighted the cigarette

Our so called massage session was over

It had been going for a few weeks now

Whenever I was free, I used to call him over

Sex with him was cathartic

With his remuneration, he was satiated as well

I don't wish to have sex with you

All that you have to do is sleep beside me

Till the sunrays warm our senses

If he was surprised at the request

He didn't display

Okay is all that he said

We cooked dinner together

We had it over a meaningful silence

And then we slithered to the bed

We talked and talked

Me about my solitary existence

He talked about why he chose this profession

Around midnight

We slept cuddling each other

I woke up when I felt the sunlight twinkling

He wasn't there

Just a note on the bed

"This was one most beautiful moment I have ever spent

Even if there's nothing between us

But I felt love

When I held you in my arms

I watched over you, sleeping peacefully

When you snored gently

When your tresses were plastered on your face

You looked divine

Something which cannot be described in words

I have never felt like this before

Even if I have been with several women

With this feeling for you

Which I will cherish for years

I bid adieu"

With swelling eyes, I folded the letter

And continued my life.

©LR

 When she entered the room

Her fragrance permeated the ambience

But she wasn't wearing any perfume

What was it, I questioned myself

She started undressing herself

Unaware I was fixing the light upstairs

Stripped to her natural glory

She started examining herself

She tweaked her pink buds

Till a soft cry escaped from her lips

Caressing herself as her fingers reached her forests

She let them explore the denser foilage

She dipped her fingers

And brought them to her lips

Smelling and licking

While I watched her in fascinated

Needless to say, the spell she cast on me

The bulb slipped from my hands

And broke into smithereens

Shocked, she screamed

Gathering her modest layers

She looked upstairs

Babu tumi, she said aghast

Hyam, I replied sheepishly

I came down guilty as sin

Paro, aamke ksama karo

But my eyes misleaded the apologies

Mechanically, I grabbed hold of her

And kissed her fiercely

Babu na, that's all she could manage to say.

©LR

 

You are beautiful

And you need someone

Who will enhance your beauty, he said

I looked at him, puzzled

We were in the midst of my pre wedding shoot

In my room

He didn't look at me

Focusing the camera

He clicked randomly

What do you mean, I questioned

If I have the permission, I want to capture the raw emotions of the bride to be, he replied

For that I wish to blush your flesh

With my unfiltered urges

Go ahead, I said without thinking

He kept the camera on timer mode

And came to the bed

Where I was in my bridal finery

I don't wish to enter your virginity

But I definitely wish to taste

Your virginal essence

Saying so, he lifted my saree

And put his head between my legs

All that I knew

The camera kept clicking

The conch was being blown somewhere

Amidst the carnival of marriage

Once we were through

He showed me the images

The scattered tresses

The blurry eyes

The smudged sindoor

The open lips

The arched breasts

The misty navel

And someone buried down there

©LR

 

Revenge is served

When served hot

On the bed

Who did this baby, he questioned

When he saw the hickeys on my breasts

While we were having the initiation to sex

I kept quiet

He questioned again

To be replied in silence

That infuriated him

He thrusted himself

And thumped

Till his rage resonated the air

With my legs in the air

Trembling in his fierce thrusts

I supported them with my hands

I didn't complain

For that was my kind of sex

And revenge

He had other women

I knew

Even if he designated me 'the ultimate '

So I decided to play his game

By inviting my ex lover

Who was only good at bruising the flesh

Once thoroughly tattooed

I took my sly revenge

Never mess with a woman!

©LR

 

As she walked into the restaurant

My heart was in my mouth

God, she is still beautiful

After all these years, I thought

She walked towards me with a smile in those cryptic eyes

Which had mesmerized me

During our courtship days

We hugged each other

A little longer than needed

Her unmistakable warmth

The fragrance of her

Overwhelmed my senses

After exchanging pleasantaries

A defeaning silence hung between us

So much we both had to say

But not a word spoken

We sat there watching the sunset

I have to leave

It's getting late, she said

Don't, I muttered under my breath

I wish you had said these when we were together, she replied

Her voice choked

Can't we....I pleaded

We weren't meant to be together

We were just a phase, she replied

Even if the memories haunts both of us till date

I never stopped loving you Meera, I cried

I know Shyam, she replied

Even you have stayed in my heart

After we parted our ways

Love isn't about being together always Shyam

True love stays till our death bed

You were my first and last

Even if you found someone else

Now you realise, what you lost

But I don't wish to charter that path again

Saying so, she caressed my forehead

And left

©LR

 

Why is my heart so chaotic tonight

Why am I unable to focus on anything

It was being drawn towards her poetic eyes

Playing host was becoming difficult

The ambience of uproar was choking

Every where my eyes searched for hers

She was somewhere in the crowd

As the guests started thinning

I found her in the balcony, drinking

The gentle breeze smeared the tresses on her face

She was lost somewhere

I joined her meaningful silence

No words exchanged

We were strangers in our own space

When she rested her head on my shoulder

I could inhale the fragrance of her hair

And then she looked into my eyes

Without saying a word she kissed me her taste

We lingered...

My hands slipping into her waist

I brought her closer to feel her breasts

She stopped abruptly

And looked into my eyes

Searching..

You are not the man I loved

But I will make love, tonight

What she did next, remained a blur

For all that I remember

Was the fire in her eyes

When she laid on me

©LR

 

I helplessly surrendered to her

Did she take advantage of me

Nopes

For I was waiting

As eager as a puppy

To be taken under her tutelage

She taught me the art of love making

Patience, she admonished

When I hastily tried to penetrate

Not now, that comes later, she said

First you have to unlearn yourself

Don't use your hands to touch me

Use your lips to caress my senses

When my soul is ignited

I will transfer my energy to you

For you to come out of your age

That will be the rites de passage

Feel me

My prowess

Before you soak my earth

Let me guide you

To this odyssey

I obeyed wordlessly

For she was the only goddess

I had desired to worship

I was a mere mortal

In her powerhouse of sensual knowledge

She offered me her ebony teats

I drank in religious fervor

That was my initiation

Into her

©LR

 

You will have sex with me

Only in my husband's presence

That was her condition

Perplexed by her demand

I visited her that night

It was a small get together

Amongst the banter and laughter

Our eyes had our stolen moments

By midnight, it was just the three of us

With our drinks

Her husband was drunk to the dregs

As he slouched on the chair

She pulled me by the collar

And pushed me on the couch nearby

Cradling herself

She dry grinded

Till I was throbbing

Unzipping my hardness

As she inserted her petals

She was already flooding in her musky juices

As we continued in her rage

The fierceness in her eyes

Her animalistic cries

Echoed in the air

But the wickedness in her eyes

When she saw her husband

Fading in and out

Was the call of her victory.

©LR

Malkin, what will you have for breakfast, I asked

As I entered her chamber

She didn't respond

Maybe she was asleep, I thought

I should have left

But I hesitated

For as she lay on the bed

Half draped with scattered tresses

I found myself staring at her disheveled self

If anything looked raunchy and inviting

She mumbled something in her sleep

I went closer to her

She smelt of alcohol

I realised she was drunk

Which was the usual case

When Saheb was out of town

I pulled the sheets to cover her modesty

Suddenly, she clutched my hands

Shyam is that you, she whispered

Ji Malkin, I replied

Sit beside me, she pleaded

I sat down on the floor

Not there, by my side, she said

Holding my hand, Shyam you know my state

My days go in wandering listlessly in this haveli

My nights a blur

Liquor being my only companion

But today I need a touch

To quench my blazing flesh

I want you to go down my legs

Drink me till I am left with nothingness

Saying so, she lifted her saree

And put my neck between her legs

I did as commanded

Rather I relished every single droplet

Till date she had tasted food from my hands

Today, I tasted her.

©LR