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Someone is waiting to LOVE YOU...
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“Do you love me?” the words startled me if not shocked. I thought I was imagining to have heard it. It can not be real.
Sitting on the long stone step by my side, she put her legs into the water of the small river. Often, she raised her left and right legs alternatively and splashed the water playing merrily. The lower portion of the sari covering her legs became completely drenched in the water as if she did not mind it. Yet, sometimes she pulled the lower portion of the sari up to her knees showing her beautiful but medium complexioned nude legs and gold anklets for no apparent reason or purpose.
As I withdrew my eyes from her face to stare at the small waves as if I had not heard her question, I became aware she turned her face to look at my face intently and asked “Jai, didn’t you hear what I had just asked you or are you pretending so?”
“Kavya, please give me a minute” I told her still looking at the waves.
“It is wonderful for a man claimed to possess knowledge in psychology and sexology to need time to do some serious thinking before answering a simple question” she quipped with a smile.
I looked back at her face. I knew instantly the smile on her lips was a forced one brought with a little effort. Ever since I met her that afternoon, I knew she was not in her usual joyful spruce self. It did not require much knowledge in psychology to know an ocean was roaring and churned in her mind. ‘What was wrong with this young lady?’ I wondered.
I was indeed surprised when I got a phone call from her six days ago. She was not asking me if it would be possible for me to come down to her place but was earnestly but firmly requesting me to be with her that day. She had added I might have to stay in her house and could leave the next evening. My initial curiosity turned to anxiety as in spite of my repeated persuasions, she was not willing to give out the reason or purpose. Her behaviour was really intriguing. Kavya had assured me it had nothing to do with anything I had asked and she was quite fine.
Kavya was my cyber friend and an admirer of my stories. We were in regular contact through chat and e-mails. A year ago, during my visit to my native place in Kerala, she had invited me to her house. I did go to her place and we spent a couple of hours in presence of her parents and had lunch with them. I was very happy to know her marriage has been fixed to be solemnized a couple of months later. Both of us had a talk in privacy too but it was within the boundaries of decency. Since our acquaintance had originated through my erotic stories, we had an informal discussion on sex too but limited within ethics. I think she initiated the discussion on sex more because she was going to get married soon. However, I was pained to know she harboured many taboos and myths on sex. But, sadly nothing I could explain or educate her could convince her to change or erase her wrong notions! Though she had requested me to attend the marriage, I regretted my inability to come down again within two months as I would not get leave due to pressure of official work.
I could now guess something was wrong with Kavya, in all probability she was in some problem or emotional turmoil and she wanted my help. It was summer vacation and I could not get rail-ticket for my journey to her place at a short time. I traveled by air reaching there that day in the afternoon. She did receive me at the airport and drove straight to her house. She negated my suggestion to have lunch from a hotel telling the lunch had been kept prepared by her. Excepting a few exchanges on our welfare, she did not talk anything. The eerie silence throughout our journey in the cab to her house was disconcerting. I knew for sure something was seriously troubling her. What was it? Yet, I did not ask her. May be she wanted time and privacy to tell it at her house at an appropriate time.
“Are your parents at home or do they know of my coming?” I asked to break the ice.
The later part of my question she would answer would tell me if she was keeping any secrecy about my being with her in her house if her parents were away.
“No” she said.
“Did you mean to answer to both my queries with your ‘No’?” I asked.
“Yes” she preferred to reply in monosyllables.
I pulled the reins to my wild thoughts when we reached her house. She led me straight to a small room with a single-bed cot, obviously meant for a lone male relative or guest.
“Jai, wash your hands in the attached bathroom and come to the adjacent dining room for lunch. The time is already 2.30. Since you came by flight, I think there is no need to take a bath” she said.
I was thinking all along while I was changing my dress and washing my hands and face. ‘What was going on in her mind? What was she up to? Why she wanted me here that too spending the night?’
In normal course, I would have thought she wanted to have physical intimacy with me taking advantage of her parents being away. But there was no reason for me to think in that line.
In the initial periods of our acquaintance and friendship three years ago, she had an amoral interaction with me though I knew for sure it was not more than a flirt or infatuation. Besides wide age difference, she knew I was a happily married man and I was not going to desert my family for anything.
Her husband, working in USA, was to take her after arranging her visa. Later, I came to know; though everything seemed to be fine with Kavya and her husband on the surface, there might be some undercurrent her husband did not take her to USA on one excuse or the other. I had a hunch though she tried to keep a plain smiling face, there were dark clouds of melancholy she was trying to cover.
Changing to blue jeans and a black full sleeve shirt, I went to the dining space. Kavya was laying the table with bowls of several curries and rice. She looked gorgeous in a yellow colour sari with blue borders and blue blouse. She wore traditional gold mangalsutra with black beads and a light blue necklace and similar ear ornaments. A deep red colour bindi adorned her forehead. The long chain of jasmine flowers she tucked to the hairs and placed over her right shoulder to the front made her more pretty and ravishing.
“Come, Jai. Please sit down” she invited me pulling a chair. I sat on it. She served food to both our plates. It was a sumptuous lunch.
Washing our hands, she led me straight to her bedroom. I observed the big room with a double-bed cot at the centre. Though it was not rich-looking, I could observe the touch of class of nice interior decoration everywhere to give elegant looking. I guessed the door at the far right corner led to the attached bathroom.
She made me sit comfortably on the bed with a pillow placed on the back-rail for support. She sat in front, facing me on the bed but without leaning on the bottom-rail.
Looking at her innocent, beautiful but gloomy face, I decided to break the ice.
“Kavya, if you do not mind my telling so, I have been observing a shade of melancholy on your otherwise charming face. Is there anything worrying or troubling you? Can I be of any help to you? I apologize to you if I am poking my nose too much into your personal affairs if you felt so” I said.
I found her taking a deep breath and releasing it in the form of a long sigh. It was a clear sign of my touching an emotional spot in her mind. Were her long, deep eyes moistening?
She wiped her face with the pallu of the sari for no apparent reason and released one more deep sigh. I noticed she avoided meeting my eyes but looked down on the mattress.
“Thank you, Jai, for your kind offer of help” she broke the silence at last. “I knew you could very well guess there must be a real, serious purpose of my calling you here. Yes, there is and I need your help particularly since you have good knowledge in sexology and psychology….”. She paused to clear her throat and went on “Jai, I shall explain everything to you clearly without any shy or shame and also without holding back anything. Please do not interrupt me while I am saying. At the end of it, you can ask me any questions if you wished to”.
“That sounds fine, Kavya” I assured her.
She took one more deep breath and started “At the outset, let me tell you whatever I am going to say to you now are not known to anybody. Let me clarify, not even to my parents or close friends. Well, just after my marriage, I believed everything was going to be fine with my life. You knew my husband was working in USA and he would take me to there after six months after arranging visa formalities. But to my great dismay, I discovered everything was not fine with him. Perhaps, that is one of the reasons I am still here. Now the question is if he is at fault or I am, I don’t know”.
I wanted to ask something but stopped short as I remembered her asking me earlier not to interrupt her till she completed.
She continued “The problem had started right on my bridal night. You know, Jai, I belong to a highly orthodox family with conservative upbringing. My husband, Ravi is his name, is also from such a family. But since he had already spent several years working in USA, his culture and habits had changed a lot. You can call it my inability to adopt or imbibe an alien culture hitherto uncommon to me. You knew I didn’t have much knowledge about married life, to be specific, physical relationship and sex. I was shocked when he forced me into several ghastly sex acts in the first night itself which I have not even heard of. I thought he was a sadist when he forced me to suck his manhood and drink his cum. You know, I had rushed to bathroom twice to vomit with my intestines coming to mouth! Then he made my vagina bleed when he penetrated it forcefully. He was enjoying pleasures happily pumping inside me for several minutes while I was crying and writhing in excruciating pain….”
Her eyes became filled with tears and she mopped them with the pallu of the sari once again. Then she went on “I was more shocked than astonished if these were the so-called ‘sweet’ pleasures a lady enjoyed in sex with her husband! I tolerated till he emptied inside me. I thought it was the end for the night! But it was not to be! After fifteen minutes or so he forcefully fucked me from behind, I mean through my anus, bleeding there also. Instead of discharging there, he poured his cum into my mouth and forced me to drink it! I requested him feverishly not be brutal and savage! He was not prepared to listen and became annoyed. This time I vomited on the bed itself soiling it. He was angry and became abusive! It hurt me very much! I cried and cried and cried. My nightmare did not end there. He continued to fuck me in several positions throughout the night! My body was literally torn to pieces, aching and bleeding! I must say he was not a man but a beast! I spent the whole night sleepless! I was almost limping when I went out from the room the next morning! My aunt and other females laughed and made fun at me! “
She paused to take her breath and went on “The things continued in next two consecutive nights. My weeping requests to make delicate approaches fell on his deaf ears! He never did any foreplay and when I requested for it to make me aroused; he squeezed both my breasts with brutal force that some secretions came out from my nipples. Once he ejaculated on my bosom and face and smeared the cum all over there. On the third night, he took me to the bathroom and tried to urinate on to my face! He was becoming furious when I refused to obey. I became totally shattered!”
“He did not touch me in the following few nights. I thought he had changed himself. But I didn’t know it was for the wrong reasons. When I lovingly hugged him one night, he pushed be away demanding I could expect love and sex from him only when I changed my ways suiting to his liking. So, for next ten days or so, we slept on the same bed but without touching each other. Unable to bear this pain, I agreed to his ways. When I tolerated everything he did to me in bed, yet he demanded more. He complained when I remained passive and demanded to be participative. How can I derive pleasures from something which I hate to, Jai?”
She paused for a few seconds and went on “After the expiry of leave, he went back. He called me on phone once a week and sent me enough money every month. But, he carefully evaded my requests and pleadings to take me with him, for one excuse or the other”
After a long pause, she asked me “Jai, how can I save my marriage if you think it is on the rocks?”
I was studying every word she had uttered thoroughly. It did not need much time to realize that it was a very simple case though it looked complicated! So, I was thinking of the simplest way to explain the situation she should not feel complicated.
“Jai, you are not telling anything. Do you think I am at fault? Am I to be blamed for this situation? If so, what do you advise me to do to correct it?” she asked earnestly.
I brought a look of affection and admiration instead of sympathy on my face. Smiling broadly, I said “Kavya, in the beginning, I must tell you this is a very simple problem. I assure and reassure you it could be corrected easily. There is absolutely nothing to worry of. But it needs the cooperation from both of you. Because, to some extent you are at fault, to some extent your husband is at fault, and to some extent both of you are at fault. Sorry, I should not have used the word ‘fault’ as it is not the correct word to describe it. It is ‘ignorance’ or ‘lack of knowledge’. So, both of you need counseling sessions. I shall tell about it later”.
I paused and continued “I am telling you this much only to put your mind at rest. I shall explain the reasons for this predicament later in the evening, because I want your mind to absorb what I had told you just now. Please have full faith in me. Let me assure you once again, both of you will be fine for ever sooner than you think it possible”.
I was more than happy to see the responsive expression on her face my words had made reaction in her mind. She smiled broadly for the first time, moved towards me and kept her hands on my either shoulders. Her cheering up was not artificial.
“Jai, I am indebted to you for your kind words. In fact, I do not know how to express my sentiments for your kindness and offer of help” she said almost shaking me.
“Think nothing of it, dear. It is my pleasure. I am not consoling you just for the sake of it, but I am promising both of you will be totally fine for ever. All you need is to call me once again when your husband comes here next on leave. I assure you will be going back with him”.
In a rare gesture of emotions, she touched my feet weeping uncontrollably. I placed my hands on her hands and made her sit straight. “Hey, Kavya, don’t behave like a baby. I swear I will make you both reunite happily even if that would be the last thing I will ever do successfully in my life”.
She smiled once again through her tears. In another emotional gesture, she hugged me tightly to express her gratitude.
We lay on the same bed relaxing, keeping two feet distance between us. We talked about everything under the sun. I was happy to see she became joyful and merry, perhaps encouraged with my assurances and promises.
At half past four, she went to the kitchen. I followed her. We again talked while she prepared some delicacies including stuffed potato bondas. We took coffee and snacks together.
“Jai, I want to take you to a nice place. Do you want to change your dress while I do mine?” she asked.
“How far is it from here? Or, are we going to visit some of your friends?” I asked.
“No, no, nothing of that sort. It is only three minutes walk from here within the area of this house. You would love to see that place. Only you and I would be there. I suppose we can talk sitting over there” she suggested.
“Then I need not have to change dress” I said.
While I waited in the drawing room, she went to her bedroom. Within ten minutes she joined me. She looked gorgeous and radiant in the orange colour sari and matching blouse.
“Kavya, you look very beautiful in this dress” my admiration was genuine.
“Thank you, Jai. But did you mean I look only beautiful in this dress, or do I look beautiful as such?” she asked with a broad grin.
“You are beautiful alright, dear” I told my frank and honest opinion.
“Thank you once again” she responded and pulled me up by my right hand.
She bolted and locked the front door and we came out through the rear door. She locked it from outside. Then she guided me through the backyard. The path was a narrow one with thick plantain trees at either side dotted with tall coconut trees. We walked for nearly three minutes through the passage way when I was wondering the way would never end. Then I thought I heard faint giggling of water. With one more minute’s walk through some left and right turnings, suddenly we reached near a small river. The river was nearly full with crystal-clear water splashing and splattering, hitting some high and low rocks as if the river was greeting us with a big applause!
“Wow…what a beautiful place” I admired.
“Hmmm…you said it” she said.
She led me to a spot near the bank with long, wide stone steps leading to the river. I guessed it must have been made for convenience to take bath in the river.
“Let us sit here, Jai” she said selecting the fourth step. I knew she selected this particular step knowingly the water level almost reached it and purposely she wanted to keep our legs into the waters. I liked it too.
Sitting side by side, I looked around the area as well as the river. It was one of the nicest, lovely spots I had ever seen. That was the beauty of villages in Kerala blessed with natural beauty in abundance!
Pointing her finger at the vast paddy fields spread like a thick green blanket on the other bank of the river, she said “The whole area and cultivation belong to us. So, nobody comes to the river at this place from both banks. Directing her finger to another spot, she told “We have an old farmhouse over there which can not be seen from here. We use it as a barn to store rice after harvest”.
The evening was pleasant and I could see the western horizon being painted red with the sun preparing to go down to set. The atmosphere and ambience was serene and clam except for the music of waters. We talked for a few minutes enjoying the nature’s beauty when she suddenly turned our conversation “Jai, I hope, now you would be prepared to tell me about what you wanted to explain”.
“Hmmmm…” I responded without looking directly at her face. Then I started “Kavya, actually the problem is attributable to several factors, namely, ignorance or lack of adequate knowledge in matters of human anatomy, sex organs and sex, orthodox and conservative upbringing, taboos, myths, inhibitions and repugnance to some sex acts, male chauvinism, domination, a little of sadism, lack of understanding, patience, communication, etc. I think I need to give you some lessons to educate you as well as to dispel some doubts, taboos and inhibitions from your mind”.
I paused and went on “The urge for sex is a basic instinct in all living organisms and a biological need for procreation. It is nothing to be ashamed of. Sex is something to be practiced and enjoyed leisurely and conveniently than in a hurried or haphazard manner. Therefore, it is essential the couple creates an ambient and amoral atmosphere for the same. Their minds and bodies should be totally free and not pre-occupied with any other thoughts or worries. Foreplays are the most important part in the art of lovemaking, but in a majority of cases, surprisingly ignored by males. Neglect of it for prolonged period can often cause frigidity in women as they are unable to get cent percent sexual pleasure, satisfaction and attain orgasm. No woman on earth would like her husband to, straight away, push her on to bed, insert his penis into her vagina and fuck. She likes him to get her desires aroused, body and mind tuned, and erotic feelings instilled into her, notwithstanding the fact that she is already into the mood of having sex. What a man or the couple does for the same is exactly known as “Foreplay” which is a prelude to intercourse. Though there is no definite timeframe for the foreplay, it is desired a man should engage himself in doing the foreplay with and to his wife for at least 20 to 30 minutes, on an average basis. The more time he spends doing foreplay, the better. A man gets sexually aroused very soon whereas it takes much time for a woman. The purpose of foreplay is also to help the varying sexual graphs of both male and female coincide and meet within an average timeframe so that both of them derive sexual pleasure and satisfaction as well as reach orgasm almost simultaneously. The various foreplays include looking at each other’s nude body admiringly, hugging and caressing, kissing, squeezing, licking and sucking of erotic parts on the body like lips, breasts, clitoris, vagina, penis, testicles, etc.”
I continued “Among Indian parents, there is a tendency to tell or teach their babies and children that their genitals are dirty parts and therefore, should not be touched or fingered. Though their motive is to divert the attention of their children from touching their genitalia, they do not realize a truth they are doing a Himalayan blunder which will have far-reaching consequences in the later stage of their children. This wrong wisdom imparted by their parents goes deep-rooted in their subconscious minds carrying to their married life to believe that human genitals are dirty things and should not be touched with hands, let alone with mouth. There was a time and still there are sections of people, particularly in higher castes of community harbouring several wrong notions, such as necessity of male chauvinism and domination in the art and practice of lovemaking, taboos and sins such as considering Fellatio and Cunnilingus – means, oral stimulation of male and female genitals respectively – as dirty and forbidden things.
Fellatio and cunnilingus play a very important role in the arousal and stimulation for sex in male and female both. These practices are not at all to be despised. It gives maximum pleasure to both. Studies revealed that there is no other method to arouse sexual desire in both men and women than fellatio and cunnilingus. I reiterate, there is nothing, absolutely nothing wrong in whatever a couple does during sex-play provided it does not give discomfort to both. Yes, the couple has to take care to keep their sex-organs in clean and hygienic conditions before oral sex. Similarly, their mouths must also be cleaned before it to avoid infection by passing harmful germs into each other’s body. No harmful effect was observed in consuming the vaginal secretion as well as the seminal fluid by each other. At the peak or pinnacle of sexual ecstasy, lovers swallow each other’s secretions not because it is having any taste, but they just do it for each other’s pleasure. Indian mythological studies suggested predominance to the pleasure of and satisfaction to the female. To a great extent, it is correct also. If the husband dominated and finished his sex-act quickly after reaching orgasm, it will leave his wife unsatisfied. The wife will not feel happy and satisfied out of such lovemaking. A good husband must always try to give all pleasures to his wife – whether or not the methods adopted by him give pleasure to himself. Also, the husband should try to ensure the wife reaches orgasm first then he can have his or both of them can have it at or around the same time”
I paused to take my breath and continued “During sexual intercourse, for the first time, the virgin wife would feel pain when her tight vaginal hole and canal was penetrated by the husband’s hard erected penis, particularly when her hymen got broken. It may cause a little bleeding also. This is quite normal and no medical attention is required. But the husband must be caring, understanding. He should make delicate approaches not to pain or hurt her much. However, after one or two coition, the pain will be replaced with pleasures and the wife would really enjoy sex. So, in a nutshell, it is a matter of knowledge, understanding and patience which, unfortunately are missing in your case. I shall teach both of you more deeply on the subject during my counseling with you both”
She was observing me with wide eyes in admiration while listening to me attentively. Then she interrupted “Jai, you are a master and have thorough knowledge in sex” she appreciated me.
“Thank you, Kavya. But what surprised me the most was though people are very brilliant in their academic or professional studies, yet they lacked basic knowledge in the art of sex leading to several problems and incompatibilities in their marital life. Any way, I am sure with one or two sittings with both of you, I am sure your problems could be solved for ever” I said affirmatively and confidently.
“Thank you, Jai. I will surely call you and inform you in advance when my husband comes back next” she said with a smile.
“Please do it” I said in a tone of request than an advice.
It was strange but suddenly silence prevailed between us. I found her moving her legs up and down splashing water.
Still looking at her legs and waters, she asked “Would you mind, Jai, if I asked you something?”
I was expecting her to ask some doubts or questions about sex to know more about it. So, I said “Surely not. Please ask”. In fact, I was encouraging her to ask anything without any shy or shame.
It was at this time she dropped the bombshell in the form of a question “Do you love me?”
“Where are you lost, Jai? You wanted one minute to answer, but you have already taken more than ten minutes now”.
What she told made me to come back to my senses.
“Hmm..Kavya, at the face of it, your query seems quite innocuous but difficult to answer if you expect me to reply honestly. In fact, I need to choose the right and correct words to reply. It is true; I had developed a strong fancy for you. But I don’t know if I can call it love. You know very well, I am a married person and I am not going to desert my family for anything. So, I do not intend to make any strong bondage with any female in life inasmuch as it is going to create any hurdle or problem in my life. I do not believe in polygamy (Having more than one spouse at a time) either. I might have made few slips, but I have corrected them as well. You know very well I am not a cheat or scoundrel or opportunist. To play with the life of a girl or lady is not in my blood. I respect a lady’s feelings, sentiments and emotions. I might have had physical intimacy with a few women; but it does not mean I am a philanderer ready to bed with every willing woman. My association with my female friends is without any strings attached. I do not want to cause any problem, danger or trouble in their lives because of their friendship with me. I hope you understand it” I said.
“My dear Jai, I knew you very well. You need not have to tell all these to me” she said with a big laugh and quickly added “I am not going to request you to marry me. I did not mean to embarrass you by asking that question. I might be at fault by choosing the wrong word ‘love’ for your feelings towards me. Perhaps, I had wanted to ask you if you are soft feelings towards me”.
With a smile, I replied “If that is what you meant by asking, then my reply covered that also, didn’t it?”
“Yeah, sure. Thank you” she said returning the smile. There was a sudden lull between us.
But I was sure, she did mean more than ‘soft feelings’ to describe my feelings for her. I could very well read it from her facial expression. May be, she was scared if I felt offended if she asked what she had in her mind explicitly. And, I felt a sudden urge to discover it.
“Kavya, if you can take my asking you so as an encouragement, why can’t you do away with the smoke-screen and come out and say what exactly you wanted to ask me?” I asked looking deep into her eyes.
I found her fumbling. To camouflage her emotions being churned heavily in her mind, she moved her legs rapidly splashing the river waters. While doing so, once her sari came drawn above her knees revealing her lovely legs and a little of thighs. Though she quickly drew the sari down and covered the nudity of the legs, I had a hunch she did so deliberately to attract my attention.
“Jai, I know you knew psychology well. I know too you could read what is going on in my mind very well. But you are naughty because you want me to utter it and you want to hear it from my own mouth. Okay, I shall tell you…..” she paused for a long moment while I deliberately avoided my eyes from her face to make her feel at ease. She said “Jai, please excuse me for going to tell it explicitly in an unashamed way. I have only heard about the real pleasures in sex. But so far it remains only an imagination to me as I have never experienced it though I am a married lady. Naturally it is the utmost desire of any female, or for that matter any married lady, to enjoy such real pleasures. I wonder if you could give me those once, at least once….” she stopped here. There was no need for her to tell more or explain further!
Well, it was all something which I had expected, but hoped against hopes!
As I remained looking at the waters, she quickly said “Jai, I am sorry if I antagonized you. Even if you do not agree to my wishes, please do not see me as a bad woman. I hope you do understand a lady’s emotions as you had just said so. But, but, your eerie silence is killing me, Jai”
Suddenly, I stood up and climbed down to one step into the water. Then I stood in front of her. I saw she avoided looking at me, may be she was scared of my possible furious reaction!
“Kavya…..” I called her lovingly.
She did not respond and kept her head bent looking down.
“Kavya darling…..” this time my call was sugar-coated!
For a split of a second, she raised her head looking at my face and soon she kept her head again bent. I didn’t know if she could read anything from my face at a short time.
“Kavya darling, I don’t want to answer to your specific question by words. Instead, I want to tell it by an action. I hope you can translate it to words..…” I said.
I bent down and took her left foot in my right hand. It was wet and covered with her drenched sari. I watched her whole body suddenly shiver with the touch of my hand on her foot. As I raised her leg a little more, she placed her hands on the step at her back for support and balance. I brought my free left hand and slowly drew her sari up. I slowly lifted the sari deliberately. I merrily watched her leg coming nude inch by inch. Though I did not look at her face, I knew she must be wondering what I was up to or what was coming to her! When I drew her sari up, above her knee, reaching her sensual thigh, suddenly she bent forward and prevented my attempt to lift it further.
I did not want to embarrass her further. Slowly I bent forward. While she curiously watched me, I touched my lips on her glittering wet foot. As expected, she tried to jerk her leg free from my touching it with my mouth. I held the leg with both of my hands tightly.
“Jai, what are you doing? You are a man and I am a lady. You should not touch my foot and kiss it. Please…Jai…..” she was pleading me but I could easily distinguish an erotic tone mixed in her voice.
I behaved as if I never heard what she had said. I brought out my tongue and slowly started licking her wet foot. My tongue did not stop at one point but it moved slowly licking every millimeter of her foot up. By the way a glass surface was being painted slowly with a soft brush; I moved my tongue up on her leg licking all the way. Her body wriggled and she often shook her leg, obviously out of titillations and tickling. I knew she was experiencing some extreme pleasures as the soft wet hairs on her leg stood straight and bristled. Besides, I knew she was trying to suppress a moan by keeping the back of her right palm over her mouth. Yet, I could hear a faint sound emanating from her mouth. When my licking tongue reached her knee, she became alert by placing her left hand on it as if not to allow my further invasion. For fun, I applied force and attempted to lick her thigh. She shook both of her legs. Also, she caught my head with both of her hands and pushed it away. In the melee, her sari got displaced. Though I was doing a sensual act of licking her nude leg, yet I was embarrassed when I got a clear view of her black panties, though for a short time only due to her struggling with me. She knew I saw her cunt area; she too was perplexed and blushed. She became coy and her face became reddish out of shy and shame as it was too premature to be exhibitive.
I left her leg and stood straight for modesty as well as to save her from further embarrassment.
“I hope, Kavya, what I did just now would tell my answer to your expression of desires” I said with a smile.
“Thank you, Jai. You are very sweet and kind. I love you for that……” she was about to get up. She could not do it nor could she complete her sentence because she was in for another surprise.
I bent down, carried water in both of my hands together and splashed it on her. I did so repeatedly several times. Predictably, in no time, her clothes, body and hairs became completely wet. Worse, more than her lower part, the dress on her upper body became see-through and I could see the contour of her sensuous bosom.
“Jai darling, you are not only naughty but childish too” she opined with a smile.
“If I am so, then you are responsible for it” I replied merrily.
True, ladies often make fool of themselves, fumbling with everything they do when they are in an embarrassing and confused state. She stood up quickly. In all probability, she forgot my presence as she took the pallu of the sari away from her left shoulder, apparently to squeeze off the water. In the hurry, it slipped from her hands and fell down. Then she suddenly realized my standing in front of her. She knew too she made her bosom bare with her breasts partially visible through the wet blouse. She should have turned keeping her back to me to save her from the predicament. Instead, out of stupidity, she bent down to collect the pallu from her feet. This made her partially fair breasts to bulge and roll out of the bra-cups and blouse.
‘Ssshhhhhhh…..’ a long exhale breath escaped from my mouth through between my lips like a whistle.
I was mesmerized by her sudden captivating appearance in front of me almost in semi-nude. I could clearly see the upper part of her bosom with halves of the boobs bulging out giving a deep cleavage! I wondered if she had bent a little more down, they would have rolled out in full. A little of the nude portion of her lovely belly, hands and legs naked up to knees sent thousands of volts of electricity through my body.
The coy smile in her wet face and cluster of drenched tresses were making me dizzy. I stood staring at her with my mouth turned to a big O as if I had become a stone statue. I felt a sudden urge to rush at and hug her tightly.
“Kavyaaaaaaaaaaaaa…..” I knew my call was more than prolonging without any purpose.
“Ummmmmmmmmm…?” she responded in the same way looking up at me questioningly.
”I am sorry…but I can’t stop myself from telling this. I had never looked at you in an unethical way nor have I seen you in a sensual manner before. Having seen you now so, I must say you are most beautiful, ravishing and seductive too” I said with genuine appreciation.
She suddenly turned keeping her back to me. Then looking back over her left shoulder, she said “I am very happy to hear that. Thank you very much, Jai”.
Strange are the ways ladies often behaved! Just a few minutes ago only she had expressed her desire to be intimate with me. I knew too in another few hours, I and she would be lying nude in the bed with my measuring the height of the hills and the depth of pits in her body! She knew too I would be mauling and leveling the hills and plugging and filling her pit with my manhood! Yet, she became shy and unwilling to remain a little exposed to me now! There was no reason for me to wonder, it was all because of her feminine nature and culture.
She was squeezing out the water from the sari bending a little forward when I walked around her and observed standing in front of her. Then she saw me, stood straight, smiled and attempted to turn back. At that moment, I placed by hands firmly on her either shoulders and prevented her from moving or turning.
“Jaaaiiiii….leave me now…..”. Was it a request or her moan I heard?
“Not now, any way” I said.
“Hmmmm….somebody will come here and see us both this way” she was deliberately lying for an escape route.
“Somebody will? How could you be so sure, darling? You had told me earlier the place at both banks of the river belongs to you and nobody will come here” I asked her with a grin.
“Oh…Jai…how can I say that…I am terrified to stand in front of you this way” she said suddenly crossing her hands across her chest.
“Terrified? Am I a tiger or lion to pounce at and kill you?” I asked with a loud laughter.
“Ummm…when you look at me this way, I am not able to get the correct words” she muttered with a coy smile.
“Come what may be. I am not going to leave you as you are now. Nature has created this scene for us. This particular moment was waiting for us in our lives” I said looking at her with a little greed.
“You are naughty, Jai. What do you want to do with me now?” she asked with an ogle at me.
“I want to do this….” I said and pulled her suddenly to me. I wrapped my hands around her.
I held her tightly in a hard hug while my mouth rammed into hers in a crushing, hot and deep passionate kiss. In fact, I gave no time for her to realize what was coming to her. But I was pleasantly surprised to hear a deep ecstatic moan of ‘Ahhhmmmm’ while she fought to arrest my lips in her mouth. Out of the sudden sensual pleasures, her eyes remained closed. Her breasts remained crushed on my chest. I knew she stood on her toes to reach my height and fight with my mouth!
I knew I was to make slow, delicate and tender approaches and advancements to make her feel at ease and relaxed; that too in an open place, particularly due to her expressed bitter experience with her husband. But I was pleasantly surprised by the way she sealed my mouth crushing her lips into mine rather than allowing me to suck her lips. This encouraged me. She was shedding her inhibitions faster than expected. We were vying with each other for supremacy to kiss each other.
May be her dam of desires was brimming and overflowing for having barricaded it for many months now. May be the wall of the dam became cracked. May be the volcano inside her body was fuming about to erupt. May be it had already developed cracks flowing the lava between her legs. I had an urge to find it by exploring my hand between her thighs. But I checked it soon as it was too early to be adventurous! After all, I was not her husband nor was I like him. Instead, my hands which hugged her tightly went caressing her wet back. They spread over the nudeness, my fingers fiddling over the smooth flesh like on a harmonium keyboard.
“Hhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmm…” I knew she was trying to suppress an erotic moan through her clenched teeth. I knew my whole efforts would be focused on making her extremely hot, burning with desires and bursting out in the open. I wanted to make her behave like any other woman with lust and libido, by shedding her inhibitions, by coming out of the barriers of conservatism and to enjoy sex to its pinnacle like any lady did in this world. More than anything, I wished to make her wild, expressing her desires and fantasy orally speaking to me explicitly even if in a dirty language!
My open hands pressed at her back hard, pinning more and more to me. Her ravishing boobs got sandwiched between our chests. I bent down to observe the boobs trying to escape through the upper portion of her blouse, almost spilling out. I wanted to cup them, fondle, massage, squeeze and suck them. But I checked my urges. No, it was not the right time. I should not do anything in a haphazard way but slowly arouse her to instill sexual urge!
Moving down, my hands reached her large but well-shaped buttocks. I gripped them hard and pressed them to my groin. I smiled to guess if there were no clothes on our bodies, my hard erect penis would have driven itself into her cunt! My hands then pampered her asses often exploring into their valley in between!
“Haaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmm” this time her moan was erotic and more distinct.
As if she placed her foot on a live electric wire, she stepped back from me liberating her body from my clutches! She stood two feet away from me looking coyly at the ground. I knew she came back to her senses. I knew too she had remained agglutinated to my body losing her conscience and unaware of the circumstances for a few minutes.
Looking at the western horizon and around, she told “Jai, the sun had set and it is becoming dark around. Let us go back”
“Sure” I agreed though I would have loved to make love to her in the open near the river bank as well as in the river itself. I decided I would make it, but the next day.
I went near her and wrapped my right hand around her back. We walked together. I smiled to see she leaned her body and rested her head on my right shoulder. I held her tightly and lovingly as we walked. On the side of the way, in the dim light, I saw something. Without her noticing, I bent, collected it in my left hand and thrust it into my trouser pocket.
We reached the house and went to the bedroom. She took two bath-towels. She placed one on her left shoulder. Giving the other towel to me, she said “Jai, go to your room and have a bath while I bath in this attached bathroom”.
“Hey….can’t I join you in this bathroom itself?” I asked with a suggestive smile.
She blushed and said “No. You are very naughty”
“Uuummm…no…I won’t go…I will sneak in with you” I persisted.
“Darling, you are crazier than I thought. Go there….” She said and gave me a push.
She walked towards the bathroom door and opened it. She had not noticed I was stealthily following her. As soon as she entered the bathroom, I too struggled to enter quickly. She obstructed me and laughed loudly. In the melee of struggle, my right hand pressed on her right breast. She recoiled quickly blushing!
“You are naughtier than I thought, darling” she said, gave me a heavy push and bolted the door from inside.
I would have loved to bath with her. So, I was a little disappointed. But I knew I will surely get the chance. I should not rush anything.
As if reading my mind from the other side of the door, she opened the door by a few inches and looked at me through the gap. “Darling, you will have the whole night for what you wanted to do” she said with a giggle, winked at me and quickly shut the door before I could rush at her.
“Hmmmm….I will eat you from head to foot as a punishment for not letting me in” I said.
“I won’t stop you, darling” I heard her replying. Then I heard the sound of tap water running.
I went to my room. Standing under the running shower, I thought of her. She too must be under the shower, nude in full, right now. In dress, she looked like any other lady, a little pretty but nothing to describe in superlative. But I instantly recalled that she looked sensual and sexy with the wet clothes stuck to her like a second skin giving a titillating appearance. But in nude she must look very sexy, seductive and voluptuous. I think her breasts might be 34 sizes. I knew my penis was erecting on the very thought of making love to her while sucking and squeezing her twin assets! She too might be thinking of the night ahead with me. I knew my prime objective was to give her all sexual pleasures and satisfy her in bed. With my knowledge and expertise, I could very well make her fully happy. That was one thing in life I was sure of.
After bath, I changed to casual attire and joined her in her bedroom. I stood transfixed to the floor for a few seconds gaping at her. She was dressed in cream colour sari and blouse with broad golden and orange borders usually worn by brides in the first night in some parts of Kerala. One gold necklace with red beads with matching ornaments adored in her neck and ears. Between her right wrist and elbow, she wore several gold bangles whereas in her left, she wore orange colour glass bangles. She had tucked a long chain of jasmine buds coined together in the middle of her tied hairs.
“Why did you stop there, Jai?” she asked me deliberately, knowing well why I did so.
“Kavya, you look very beautiful and ravishing now. I never saw you so radiant and cute. I find you are dressed as if for your bridal night” I said with an appreciating smile.
“Thank you, Jait, you felt so. After all, it is going to be my first night. Right?” she asked.
“Hmmmm…” I nodded.
“Jai, you can watch TV while I prepare dinner. Everything has been arranged earlier, so it won’t take much time to cook” she said.
“No, I will come with you in kitchen and watch you cooking” I said. I was not a fool to while away the time watching the TV while I was alone with a willing seductress in the house.
“Ummmm…do you want to watch cooking or watch me?” she probed with a meaningful grin.
“You know the truth. Okay, to be honest, I want to watch you” I said.
“Come…” she invited me.
Together, we went to her kitchen. She was right. She had already made the paste ready for making masala dosa and kept the coconut grated for making chutni. On one burner of the gas stove, she started making dosas on a non-stick pan. I went and stood behind her and placed my hands on either side of her hips. Did she take a deep breath or made a sigh when my hands touched her body? I didn’t know.
Slowly my hands moved up, went beneath her sari and caressed her belly. I got pleasant feeling running my palms all over her well-shaped, soft stomach, the two folds of flesh at the sides like two waves as well as the navel.
‘Hhhhaaahhhh’ she moaned softly.
I was careful not to invade or explore other areas of her body. I was aware I was being gripped with desires and, of course, erotic feelings and my manhood was struggling to stand erect under my clothes. I knew too if I did not check my mounting urges, I might end up making love to her in the kitchen itself.
While she was spreading paste on the non-stick pan on the burner, I bent forward, leaned on her back and rubbed my mouth on her nude back below her nape. While doing so, I hugged her upper body covering her breasts. The touch of my lips as well as the unshaved chin and cheeks made tickling and titillations in her. Her whole body from head to foot shivered and shuddered and a long ‘Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh’ moan emanated from her mouth in a erotic tone.
Soon I was kissing and licking on the nude portion repeatedly and madly. With my every kiss and lick, she moaned “Aaahhh….Aaaahhhh….Aaaaahhhhh….Aaaaaahhhhhh’ in extended tones rhythmically. Unable to put reins to my urges, my hands covered and cupped her breasts and I gave a soft squeeze to her melons.
“Uuuuuuuuiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii” her moan was a suppressed hoot now.
“Jai, you won’t get anything for supper tonight as the masala dosas might get burnt and spoilt if you play like this…” she muttered in an erotic voice enough to suggest she was not only enjoying the pleasures but encouraging me indirectly to continue with what I did.
“Who cares for the masala-dosas when the most sweetest delicacy is in front of me right now?” I replied honestly.
“Hmmm…you would starve then” she said turning to the mixer-grinder to paste the grated coconut to make chutney. While she was working the grinder, I remained glued to her back the way a male toad remained mounted on a female toad. Her back had become wet with my saliva spread by my lickings. Once I attempted creep my fingers fiddling with the lowest hook of her blouse to open it. She sensed it and gave a slight slap on my hands. I withdrew them. Later, I replaced my hands on her stomach again. This time, the middle finger of my right hand was exploring the depth of her navel. “Hmmmmmm…” she moaned softly. My right hand slowly moved down her navel, inch by inch, advancing to the cunt. She was quick to understand my motive for she slapped on my hand and pushed it away.
[Continued in Part 2]
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