Soaked in Love

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Rishabh picked up bags for Aliya and Rohan and asked them to hold the umbrella above their head. He then picked them up in his arms making sure their school shoes don’t get dirty and their uniform is not drenched in rain. Yes, he loved rains like crazy! But right now he knew he had a great task at hand, to drop his kids to the school. Sonalika waved towards the three of them, 'Bye Rohan! Bye Aliya! Be careful, don't play in rains! Finish your lunch..' she yelled.

She noticed she had to quickly pick up the clothes that had been drying up. While she gathered all of them, she got drenched in rain. She still had to finish her daily chores. Sonalika quickly packed Rishabh's lunch. She went to change her clothes.

'Ting-Tong, Ting-Tong' she heard the door bell. She wondered who had rung the bell, since Rishabh had just left 10 mins ago. She wore her maxi that she had just removed.

She answered the door- "Whose there??"

A male voice answered- “Sona, it's me! Open the door."

'Rishabh! You just scared the hell out of me', she screamed. She opened the door and handed over a towel to Rishabh. 'You will catch cold, who asked you to go out without a rain coat?' she scolded. Rishabh admired her, as she walked out of the room and moved to the other room to change, he smiled playfully. He shut the door and followed her into the other room. She was busy murmuring, 'I need to take care of every one. Nobody listens to me....’ Suddenly she felt a hand cupping her left bust. 'So, nobody listens to my baby...Hmnn' Rishabh whispered softly in Sonalika's ear. Before she could reply, she felt Rishabh's lips over hers. He was slowly and softly exploring her soft lips.

Sonalika felt a spark with her husband’s unexpected gesture. Rishabh's wet hairs were touching her forehead and she slowly opened her lips and pressed her lips on his lower lip and sucked it softly. Rishabh moved his hands around her neck and through her wet hair; he slowly moved one of the straps of her bra from the right and kissed her shoulder. Sonalika asked, 'Are you not going to work today?' Before she could ask more questions, Rishabh again started kissing her amorously. She moved her fingers on his spine, digging in her nails. Just as she thought she is taking the lead...Sonalika began moaning.  Rishabh knew exactly what turns on Sonalika. She felt his lips all over her bosom; her bra was on her waist.., while she leaned on the wall. She looked at Rishabh through her half opened eyes, while he was fondling, squeezing and biting the fuller and voluptuous beauties. Her moaning grew louder as Rishabh gripped and mouthed them one after the other repeatedly. He softly chewed Sonalika’s nipples between his teeth. She cried in pain, 'You know how to get me going, don’t you!'

The cool breeze filled their house as the window banged wide open in the other room and they could hear the rain pour heavily loud and clear outside. Rishabh couldn't resist the aroma of the rain drenched walls of his veranda.  Just when he closed the windows...he felt some caressing between his legs. Sonalika, made Rishabh lie down on the Sofa. 'What are you doing baby' he asked her innocently. 

She gently moved her hands around his inner thighs, legs and felt his pelvis. She started breathing heavily and kissing his crotch. Rishabh closed his eyes and was just lost in to another world with each warm breath that she blew. Sonalika started getting a response from the monster with each breath she exhaled. Her face was dug between Rishabh’s legs. The lightning struck again. Both of them were lost in the comforting sound of raindrops and thunder. 

In the grey light that filled up their room, Sonalika pulled down his brief along with his track pants and covered Rishabh's aroused monster with her juicy wet lips. Their living room echoed Sonalika swallowing and gasping the big demon and shadowed her face going up and down. 

Rishabh was ecstatic, when he felt her tongue playing with his precious two. He moved Sonalika's bum towards his face while she licked and caressed his jewels with love. Before Sonalika could finish fondling and sucking the hard rock bone, she felt a current around her clitoris. Rishabh was ready to charge! He wanted Sonalika to widen her legs. He slid her panty and passionately rubbed his tongue between the folds of her labia. As soon as he started to insert his tongue and stimulate her, Sonalika couldn't resist, 'Honey please! Make love to me' she begged Rishabh.

Rishabh removed Sonalika's wet panty and wrinkled maxi in haste.  She winked and grabbed a cover for Rishabh's wicked toy. She removed his wet t-shirt before she climbed him up. She cried in joy, 'Aaargh! I am not getting down today easily.' The wall shadowed their coherent humping, which rhymed like a song with the raindrops outside. After a while, Sonalika switched position and Rishabh pushed to and fro rapidly. ‘Faster! Harder! Yeah harder!’ she moaned. Going deeper each time and stroking Sonalika sensuously, Rishabh widened her legs.  As Sonalika clutched her legs across him, Rishabh felt a gush of juices moving out, ‘Love you! My horny babe!’ he exhaled. They clenched each other's hands and gasped for breath. Their pink faces were relaxed.

As they lay on the bed and cuddled each other, they heard the thunder, lightning and raindrop. They looked into each other’s content eyes when Sonalika lovingly said, despite being married for so many years; this romantic monsoon rain ‘soaked us in love’ again.

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Surreal love

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"With her starved legs wide open she lay on the bed with her dress gathered at her waist. She was squeezing as he sniffed her hungry labia and licked it caressingly. Her legs widened and her pelvic swayed in a rhythm. He had tasted and tickled her clit and stroked the vulva till she moaned and was out of breath. She clenched her fists and felt the contractions between her legs, when she closed her legs on his face. She was satisfied. 
She got up to soothe him and petted him till he wagged his tail. She fondled his balls and stroked him till there was a knot and he was hard like a rock. He was ecstatic with the rhythmic hand job. He stood still and panted heavily. He calmed himself down, after he had cleaned himself looking at her happy face."

It all came to her as a flashback one night when she was crying to herself lying next to her husband. Kaina had consciously forgotten about it as if it were a dream, because the fact was she was now married. She never had to explain Rocky, what she needed. They knew how the other felt within by a mere look in each other's eyes. But this relationship was a secret. Probably because it would not be understood by anyone except the two of them. Actually it was not acceptable by the society she lived in. Although she could but she never let Rocky become a part of her present even though he lived with her and her husband to make sure she gives 100 percent to her marriage.

That night when Kaina tried explaining her husband how badly she needed him to make love, she felt as if she was begging and justifying her physical needs. Thereafter she thought to herself, Some people become a part of our souls, they don't ask you questions. You don't tell them a thing. Yet they know what is missing, what you need, what has happened, what will satisfy you, what will make you happy. As she pondered sitting alone in her room the next morning, Rocky came to her waging his tail and he rubbed his head against her arm. She felt no resistance, as her legs unfurled to his warm tongue yet again as he understood what she needed. She realised who was her real soul mate.

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An Untold Story

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Riya was trying her new clothes when Ashish Bhaiya opened the door.
"Oh! I am so sorry, I am sorry!" Ashish Bhaiya apologized and closed the door.
She cursed her bad luck one more time and was thought aloud - "Why me again?" and hoped in vain that Ashish Bhaiya might have not seen anything.

Within minutes she was downstairs with her family and Reena Auntie's family. She behaved as if nothing happened, but she could still feel the goose bumps. 

Ashish Bhaiya behaved as if he had not even met Riya till now. Later, both the families had dinner and Reena Auntie and Riya’s mom continued to talk till they called it a night.

The day passed and Riya returned home with her family, she was in a fix and was trying to decide if she should tell her mother about this embarrassing incident. The answer was NO because, her mom would have scolded her for not bolting the door properly. She dropped the idea of sharing this incident. Riya didn't write her daily diary that day.

It was Sunday afternoon and both the sisters were too engrossed in discussing their lives since they were meeting after a month. Like always Riya didn't want to come to Reena Auntie’s house but had to accompany her mom, she was not willing to leave her comfortable couch next to the television when unfortunately, Reena Auntie asked her to get the newly bought pressure cooker from the kitchen to show it to Riya’s mom. As Riya crossed the lobby, she noticed Ashish Bhaiya was studying in his room. She was making an attempt in reaching out for the top most shelf, when Ashish Bhaiya entered the kitchen and stretched his arm and helped her fetch the new Pressure Cooker. Riya got a little uncomfortable with the abrupt closeness they shared for that moment, while Ashish Bhaiya's body rubbed hers and his pelvic area touched her back. She changed her posture as soon as she could. It was the very next moment when Riya was stepping towards the door when she felt Ashish Bhaiya's hand on her waist. He pulled Riya towards the kitchen slab and picked up an Almond from the bowl kept on the slab. Riya was clueless about what was going to happen today!

She tried to open her mouth to say, I want to go. But all she could utter was.. "Aaai" when her wide open mouth was sealed with Ahish Bhaiya's lips. She tried to resist and felt that he was too powerful for her. Before she could say anything, now he picked up an almond and planted it on Riya's lips and started biting both her lips and the almond. Ashish Bhaiya's hands were exploring Riya's body. Riya was too zapped and helpless to even shout or make any noise. When she gasped for a breath she pushed Ashish Bhaiya, hurried towards the door and left from the kitchen.

She could hardly say anything when her mom questioned her about being so callous and not bringing the pressure cooker. On the way back home, Riya yet again dropped the idea of speaking about what happened today thinking her mom would judge her and probably not allow her to go out of the house to play with her friends. Riya didn't write diary that night.

"Riya get ready, we are going for lunch to Reena Massi ji's house", screamed Riya's mom. 

Riya just couldn't muster up the courage to tell her mom why she hated going to Reena Massi's house. Unwillingly, she got ready and they drove to Reena Auntie’s house. “Hello Pinky! Hello Riya!” welcomed Reena Auntie. Riya greeted and met everyone in the family except for Ashish Bhaiya. He was not in the living area, so Riya was too relieved and comfortable to be at Reena Auntie’s house only until her mom interrogated, "Where is Ashish? Is he not at home"?  To which Reena Auntie replied, "Pinky, he is upstairs preparing for his exams."  Riya was disappointed with her mother’s interrogation. 

It was very difficult for Riya to kill time now. She asked Reena Auntie, "When are we having lunch I am hungry"? And she regretted initiating this conversation the very next minute!

Reena Auntie replied, "Within 10 minutes, why don't you go and tell Ashish to come downstairs for lunch".

Riya wanted to simply answer back and say- "NO, I will not go!" but all she could say was, "I want to watch this movie." It was not a substantial excuse and her mom immediately yelled at her, "Riya stop being such a TV addict"! Go right away!

Like a school child Riya, counted the steps on her way upstairs. When she entered Ashish Bhaiya's room, she found him studying. She was so desperate to just pass the message and leave the room in seconds. But Ashish Bhaiya was too overjoyed to see her and he exclaimed, "When did you guys come"? Riya didn't want to talk to him, but she had to reply, "An hour ago, I think". He asked her to sit and she didn't sit. 

Riya signposted him why she was there in his room and conveyed the message, "Reena Massi asked me to tell you that lunch is ready." 

Okay we will have lunch together, at least sit down, he answered. "Are you not going to give me a hug"?

Riya was not ready. 

In few moments he pushed her against the wall and started crushing her body. She tried escaping his powerful grip, but he bolted the door this time. Riya, realized if she will revolt he can get nastier. Ashish removed his pants and tried to show his manhood to Riya. 

Her eyes were closed. He offered her to feel him and make him feel good. Riya could have never imagined things would come so far and while she was just thinking how to make an excuse she was shocked to feel his hands on her skirt. He slid her clothes down and watched her with hungry eyes. Riya didn't make an eye contact and absolutely wanted to run away. He touched her and felt that she was too young and he uttered, "Oh! you are just 13"! 

Riya thanked God when Reena auntie shouted, "Ashi the lunch is ready, hurry up"! 

She found an excuse to get up, dress and reach out for the door. Ashish opened the door for her and she ran as if she ran for life. Riya wrote diary that day:

"Dear Diary, 

I want to tell you something, it is very bad and it is about me. I am very scared. I am very hurt and I want to die. But mom will scold me so I cannot die. I cannot explain it to you today, but one day I will tell you, "An untold story". 

Please keep it as a secret with you.

Your princess Riya”

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Winter morning..

Oh my god, I can't see anything I told Maa when I looked outside the window of my room. It is so foggy. Whatever! I had to get going fast and chill outside was making it even worse.  The colors of cozy winter clothes, mittens, mufflers, caps; that people wear really make me miss him even more. 

Rubbing my palms against each other to warm up, I walked briskly. I knew I will be late, every day Maa tells me to sleep on time, and every day I get up late. But I had to speak to him. I so very wish he could have understood, how I felt. How I felt about him, and "ourselves". If life was so simple then why does it always seem so complicated, I have been there for him always and now it was his turn to stand by my side. My parents are looking for an eligible match for me.

I had reached Metro station and moved quickly to the platform after punching my smart card at the entry gate. All the passengers seemed to be in a hurry, for a second I thought; Did they get up late too?? While I was waiting for the Metro, I saw a school kid with his mother and it was so relaxing to observe him for a while. You know what was he doing? He was smoking in and out the fog.. I remember doing that too. It used to be funny, but sweet. I got inside the Metro and stood next to the window pane for the doors opposite to the entry door. Looking outside the window I thought, why did we meet? and what were God's plan if he made us meet so often, speak so often and like each other so much. Yes, by now I knew everything about him, and I am sure he does about me too. 

Did i even need to explain him, how I was feeling inside. I guess either he too was upset last night or he was being too ignorant. I just didn't like the escapism! Had I been the guy I would have dealt with the entire situation on my own know what my(the girl's) intentions were. Anyhow, I guess I am thinking too much, may be he is working on it too. He told me he needed some time. But how much time? I can't ask my parents to wait. I just heard the announcement for the station, where I had to get down and I just managed to get down in time. God! is it a Do or Die day for me!? Uff. 

I have to take exit from the metro station and take an Auto fast or else I will be killed today.. My Boss will literally blast today. I had to be there for the presentation at 10a.m. Thank God, I had prepared the presentation day before yesterday itself. Does before hand planning always help? Do we really get things/results that we expect out of our plans.. I just want him to give it a genuine try. He should speak to his family soon. Don't know what are they going to say. What will I do if they say No.. and will he go against his family? 

Urrghh! I can't be such a pessimists, lets hope for the best. I know he loves me more than I even know! :)

It is going to be 10:15, and I have finally reached office. 

Will keep this space posted..

Have a wonderful, shining day! :-) 

P.S. A piece of fiction. Part-1