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