The frenzied desire
To evaluate your voluptuous endowment 
And steamy thoughts 
Becomes so overwhelming at times

I visualise you, beneath me
Even if it's not you 
Someone else
Bearing the power

Consumed with passion 
I do not realise 
What I do
Till I'm done

When reality glitters
I see bloodied scratches and hickeys 
All over my brawny flesh 
Such is my rage for you, Woman!

©LR

 She was everything a man would desire 
An embodiment of classic sensuality 
Those almond eyes
With midnight knee length tresses
And her junoesque aura

It wasn't her epicurean flesh 
But her kindness that made her more beautiful

I was her tenant
Gravitating towards her was but natural 
From giving food to taking care during sickness 
Her maternal instincts flowed seamlessly

When and how we crossed the boundaries between tenant and landlady 
We don't know
It felt like a natural progression

Sex with her was not only engaging
But euphoric 
Not only was she patient with my urgency
But guided me with her seasoned experience

Even though she was highly educated 
But she preferred the home setting for the well being of her son

We had ample time to ourselves 
When her husband was in professional domain 
When her son was in school setting
She came to my room
Where we discussed wordly affairs 
She actuated me with her knowledge

There were moments when we sat on the terrace
Soaking the zephyr 
Sometimes soaking in the showers
Sometimes feeling the chill in the air
It was these pregnant moments 
That beautified our bonding

I had to leave when I cleared my civils
I didn't bid her goodbye 
For my heart was drenched with emotions 
Maybe she understood

My memoirs with her 
Will stay forever.
©LR

 বাউদি (boudi) loved applying অলট (alata)
And I loved applying it on her feet 
Every time the crimson faded
I was more than the willing painter

She knew my weakness
Feet fetish as the connotation goes

Washing her feet with warm water
Wiping them with my গঞ্চা (gamcha)
And tenderly painting them with the artistic freedom
I achieved salvation

Any lustful feelings beyond that
Never crossed my mind
I worshiped my দেভি (Devi)
In my own way...

©LR

 You haven't left me
Your memories are still trapped on my mind
I don't try to erase it
Even though we had our share of conflicts

 
I cherish the moments shared with you
You will be with me
For the rest of my life
As embers of my passionate indulgence.

©LR

 The feelings for you

Has intensified over the years

I see you as a maternal figure 

Who assimilates all my scares and fears 

Guiding me further

I revere you as my path finder 

Who never judges

Rather infuses me with fervor 

I fantasize about you as my neighbour

Whom I admire

But not in a decent way

I visualise you

As my lover

The woman I fervently desire 

Your curvaceous elegance kindles my youthful fire

I see varied facets of you

The strong feminine aura you radiate

It's difficult to escape

You my lady, 

The transcendental seductress.

©LR

 The bureaucrat's wife
There was a talk about her in the town
Even though she hardly attended any social gatherings
Everyone was curious to see her

Her husband being in the upper echelon of bureaucracy 
They had class and stature

But I had the golden opportunity to chaperone her
Once in a while
Everyone thronged around me to provide fodder 
I gossiped whatever I managed to know about her

Her captivating aura
With her minimalistic dressing 
The fragrance she wore 
When she sat in the front seat next to me
I was euphoric

I was more than willing to please her
But she maintained dignified distance
Considering I was a mere driver

Not to miss her sensual curves 
Which was a raging topic amongst every circle 
I was only fortunate to oogle
Whenever she draped six layers

The illusive bureaucrat's wife 
Whom no had seen
Yet a raging fire enveloping the entire forest.
©LR

 The unprecedented intimacy I shared with you
Still baffles me, when I tenderly finger the memories

The tension you created with your smouldering words
Kindled my infinite fire 
Stunned by the pleasure 
Trickling between my legs
I tossed in agonising ache
To have your youthful power
The rapture of blood throbbing in my valley 
Was something I never felt before

I visualised you charging
Every stroke of yours awakened my smothered desires
I felt alive
It was a kind of sexual salvation
With you

A feeling which I will forever treasure.

 
©LR

 She was my passionate study
I drank every movement she made 
While I captured her sinuous curves and crevices

Even if she was a housewife 
She was a pro
Shedding inhibitions 
Manifesting her smouldering sensuality

Pulling her blouse 
Displaying her magnificent cleavage
And the sight of her bra strap
The consuming desire to possess her 
Then and there
I somehow managed to control myself

Till she slyly said "देवर जी और कितना रुकें आपकेलिए..."
And that set the stage in motion. 

©LR

 Some souls drift away
Some souls stay 
In the heart 

Even when there are no words at play
When the silence is more pronounced 
When they both respect each other's space 

Till the universe conspires again...
Till then...
They wait.

©LR

 One night
Only one night
I want to spend with you
Beneath the stars

With nothing to say
Only love in our hearts
Tenderly touching each other's flesh
Imprinting each other's essence

Just one night 
I wish to live with you
Till we find dawn in each other's solace.

©LR

 You still manifest in my dreams

Even though it's been two decades of our relationship 

I visualise you in my dreams

Sometimes when I get lost

Sometimes when solitudinal existence becomes overwhelming 

You manifest in my dreams

Consciously which I can't

Subconsciously, I do

Coz I shared a flourishing relationship with you

Mentally arousing 

Physically draining 

We were relentless

Like Ying and yang

We breathed life in unison 

You have stayed 

And will stay

In my dreams...

©LR

 

I shuddered with orgasm after orgasm

Moaning your name

You weren't there

But the image of your hard smoothness of your masculinity

Gliding in and out of my rivulet

And then you bowed between my legs

Kissing and probing my depths

My legs became limp with the unbearable suffering

You stayed there

Till we both were exhausted

And with those lingering images

I climax again and again.

©LR

 

The fullness of her breasts

The abysmal cleavage

The marital jewelry perched precariously on her neck

She radiated sensual rage

Sweats of hunger formed on my forehead

She was unaware of my presence

Doing her chores absent mindedly

The entrance door was ajar

I had a full display of her ample cleavage

The purpose of my visit to return the cylinder 

Hung in the air

How long I stood there, I don't know

But my reverie was broken

When she saw me standing transfixed by the door

बेटा, सिलिंडर देने आए हो या जलाने, she asked me teasingly

Embarrassed, I stood speechless

But I got the cue

Closing the door, without wasting time

I pounced on her breasts

Latching to each of her assets with vehemence

सिलिंडर भी दिया

आग भी लगाई आंटी के साथ

सिलसिला कुछ ऐसे सुरू हुआ...

©LR

 And he slaved away

On me

Trying to demonstrate his boyish masculinity 

I couldn't feel his tumescence

I was ways ahead of him

Seasoned with years and artistic experience

I could see shame swelling in his eyes

Caressing him, I climbed on top of him 

We shared a cigarette in silence

Lowering my breasts on his mouth

I grazed my petals on his flaccid member

I could feel him slowly rising 

To the hour

I let him devour my breasts

Till I was sore

Till he was ready 

To penetrate my incandescence

I rode him seamlessly 

While he clutched my waist

He didn't last

One lesson at a time lad, I chided him

Next time when you come with the books

I will guide you to the next chapter 

You still have a long way to go

To achieve the finest performance

Not just in school 

But in bed. 

©LR

 A drop from you
Won't fill my ocean

Rather an ounce of my nectar 
Can quench your eternal thirst.

©LR

 

The mounting pleasure

Against the wall

Me clinging to his shoulders

While he, maraudes my breasts

Heart beats in tandem

As we gyrate our hips

To the symphony of carnal passion

I chant his name in religious fervor

While he groans to a rapturous ending.

©LR

 My eyes still search for you
You are there 
Somewhere in the distant horizon
Coursing your life
Without me

My eyes still become moist 
Reminiscing the moments we composed together
With words of love and hope

My eyes have retreated behind the bars
Realising the futility of waiting for you
For there was no us 
It was only you

You entered my life like a tornado 
Leaving a trail of embers of memories

The silence in my eyes
Echoes...

©LR

 The sense of owning
When I squeeze your neck
Till you choke 
With fearful eyes
In anticipation of my next move
Is my kind of high.

©LR

You need to be manhandled 
To be brutally and passionately made love
Every crevice of yours needs to be explored 
And expanded

Clutching your tresses 
As you scream for mercy 
Would be orgasmic for my ears 
The brutality with which I will take you
That will be my way of reverence 
For your raw feminine energy 
My lady.
©LR

She yielded 

After the customary protest

She had to

For I had pinned her down

And started kissing her neck

She inhaled deeply 

Her eyes became blurred with desire 

As she wriggled beneath me powerless 

I spread her legs

And forced myself

She was moist

Cradling my hardness 

In her furnace 

Was it my raging desire or her's 

I explored 

Till I found myself 

In her...

We were done 

Let's do some other day somewhere else, she suggested 

With another concept 

She was my secretary 

And my office was the chamber of our desires.

©LR

 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 taut 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

 It was pitch dark 
We fumbled with each other's layers
Somehow we managed to settle on the bed

With all the groping and passionate kissing
She was literally dripping 
As I penetrated, I kept slipping 
Pissed, I made her climb on me
Grabbing her waist, I rubbed her juicy petals on my member 
The pleasure of finally having her after all these years
I was raging 
But still something was missing

दीदी तेरी.... I groaned as I came
She was my first cousin. 
©LR

 Naked thoughts 

Bare flesh

Legs intertwined

And my breasts smudged on his chest

Moist bodies

Wintry ambience 

Messy sheets

And stained legs

That's how we celebrated New Year's Eve.

©LR

 His story:

The attraction was instant

The moment I got down from the auto

And I saw her

Gosh, I muttered under my breath 'she's sensuous' 

The purpose of my visit to check her house for rent got cluttered 

I had already checked her out on Instagram

The number of followers she had

And the Dr in her name piqued my interest

I asked her about her background 

She replied courteously 

I lingered the conversation for a while

For I wanted to check her out 

More than the room at hold 

I highlighted about myself even though she didn't ask

She evaded my eyes 

Maybe she sensed what was on my mind

All I could think of having her...

Give a day or two to decide, I texted her over message 

Whatever suits you, she replied politely 

Why do I get this feeling that something might culminate between us

Should I take her house on rent or find some other place? 

©LR

 She always wore আলায (alata)

সংখা পালা (sankha pala)

Whenever we made love

Even though she was a widow 

I never questioned her 

But sometimes I felt the desire of being loved 

In marital finery 

Remained unqueched in her

So বোধি (boudi)

Always dressed up in marital regalia 

Whenever we met

Usually in the afternoon when her in laws were asleep

She was the typically fierce Bengali woman

Who preferred her ride

Rather than spreading her legs

Even I loved staring at her

From beneath 

She was like goddess Kali in rage

When she was done

She used to change to her widowed threads.

©LR