The reflection of us

While I am latched on to your breasts

You caressing my neck

While your curvaceous waist is plastered to my chest 

That's what I wish to capture 

Someday.

©LR

 She deserved better than me

I didn't match her sexual prowess 

But she didn't mention 

I realised when I was done 

And she was spent

So the decision to have a bull in our sacred chamber was a consensual choice

I didn't want to see her with someone else

But stayed through their encounter 

He didn't just exhaust her

When he initiated by getting down between her legs

He controlled her

Used her 

The way she had always craved 

He was a dominant 

Clutching her neck the way he banged her 

She looked at me satiated

With tears spilling from her eyes

Even though I was a mere spectator in their passionate carnage 

I felt content 

When I saw her used in every possible way. 

©LR

 A feminist exudes a different aura

And she definitely one

As she stood out from the crowd 

The crushed saree

The heavily kohled eyes 

With a magnificent bindi 

And not the miss the simmering cigarette

She had an engaging persona

Even though she didn't mingle with the crowd

She had my undivided attention 

If she was aware, she didn't care

Maybe she knew her lure

When she ventured out to the balcony for some fresh air

I followed her

In silence we watched the somber ambience

I inched behind her

She kept puffing the cigarette

Pulling her hair to one side, I inhaled her messy hair

They smelt of rosemary essence

Emboldened, I lifted her saree

Slipping my fingers inside her pantie 

I started fingering her 

With my slow explore, she kept puffing 

But when the urgency of my fingers increased

She gasped for breath

With her orgasmic burst 

The cigarette slipped 

She arched back on my shoulders

As she came...

Feminism ahaan

I conquered one! 

©LR

x

 Room service, I knocked at the door
Come in, I heard
But the sight of her naked
Spread on the bed
Left me aghast 

I stood still for a few seconds 
To collect my being and perform the ritualistic chores 
I couldn't 
The sight of pumpkin derrie 
And the canyon cleavage was too much to ignore
My raging member was straining to conquer

Throwing my professional calling
I started caressing her thighs 
Ummm, she moaned
But didn't resist

Emboldened, I spread her legs
Clutching her butt cheeks 
I shoved my rock inside her moist gorge
Her dopey moans and my rowdy groans reverberated the ambience 
With the room service finally done
I left her unaware of my carnal indulgence.
©LR

 Can I just kiss you, he asked
Speechless, I looked at him
Weighing him

He was half my age
And my student
His impudence shocked me
Without reprimanding him
I asked why

Ma'am, I desire you like none, he replied 
It's not my adolescence but my blinding lust
Even though I have a girlfriend
But your feminine sensuality has blurred my sense of reasoning 

I want to have a taste of your mystical essence
Either to get you out of my system 
Or imprint your fragrance
His earnestness weakened my defence 
Shutting the door, I enveloped him...
©LR

And he suddenly bent down to kiss me
As he came to see me off 
I didn't resist
I couldn't
For I wanted him as much

The first time our eyes met in that party 
A palpable tension hung in the air 
He kept checking me
And I played along
It was as if only two of us in that chaos
Searching, wanting and waiting...
No intarection 
Only the eyes whispered 

It was getting late
So when I headed for my cab
He followed me 
As I registered myself in the backseat
That's when he kissed me wordlessly
I melted in his inquisition 
Every pore of my flesh was on fire

The driver realising the heat of the moment excused himself
As I handed him some cash
We made love 
So passionate and fierce 
Once through, we parted our respective ways
Who was he
What was his name
Nothing mattered.
©LR