Chapter 14 - “The Pillow Talk”

‘I am not a bad puppy guy but I can sleep with anyone. Some males called me interesting so I do. It’s all sex. A bunch of girls from NY paid me for video sex, so I did with another man. It’s good if you don’t ask anything about me. India is developing & girls want what they like & I am here for that. I was thirsty to have my Vat 69 after a round of sex. She was preparing herself again. I think she is around 18 & she is not the sex animal. I am the second man for her. Her dad friend who was 60+ honored to loose her virginity. She never had a complete sex so she has hired me for a date. She is just a middle class college going girl with lot of questions. She had interest to know me & my activities. It’s better to assume her name is “Julia” as she booked me in the same name.

She was drunk; she told me its first time to drink. She had a short peg of Scotch whisky from my mouth. ‘You have a sensual body’ she said. I replied ‘is it?’

‘I want to play with your toy for some time, you talk something till my throat gets infected’ & she got busy.

I don’t know what to speak!

What do you think of Indian teenagers today?

Ha ha I pity you people…

She got up & asked me ‘Why?’ looking my face

‘There was child marriage before in India & most of them were satisfied for the thirst of sex with their mates. Some buggers changed it. Now it’s no way that Indian teenagers will have an open sex in the society. Huge waste of puberty. There are countries in the world where sex is widespread & they will have what they like. It’s our damn country where sex is still a secrete business but we proudly call it as The Land of Kama sutra. It’s a confused & mixed state; we don’t know what to take. I think everyone should enjoy what they deserve in life as we say life is short.’

She nodded her head twice & she was wet, getting wild now. She should be wild because she paid me for this. She was good at riding; I asked her ‘do you know how to ride a horse?

Julia said ‘No, not even watched race nor visited farm, why?

 I smiled & said ‘you are riding so….

But she didn’t smile but she asked did you love anyone in life?

Yes!! She was my angel!!

Can you think me like her?

Cannot… She was my goddess for love & she is lost. Leave it

Ok... Why did you spoke about love marriage?

World is getting changed, the reformation, westernization & other big words are introduced now. I respect the culture we have in our country but I am not the one to follow. So I thought child marriage can decrease the thirst of sex in teens. If not it will be a theft sex like this with some strange man like me. She was busy in concurring me. I kissed her & gave balance to her side. She holds my hand & pulled throughout her body. We were off after some minutes. She was tired & fainted on my shoulders. 

She  turned on me and asked me " Did you love anyone?"
No, Love is always a liability, If someone show you some love you have to pay it back with Interest. So it's nothing but business for me.

What about sex? Whom did you enjoy sex more ?
I love myself, I like masturbating more then to have sex with anyone. 

Chapter One – Tiresome instigate

She told me once that Roald Dahl said “An autobiography is a book a person writes about his own life and it is usually full of all sorts of boring details.” Now I started something I wanted write about my own story thinking how I am living. An autobiography usually reveals nothing bad about its writer except his memory. But here it’s Lies & Betrayals in every word in this book. It’s not a sex story but sex play a vital role in my real play. I have an assumption that Biographies are not only for great people, but a common man with some downside like me can also have a try & to say something which our open world heard very less about it. Before beginning I take some space where you should be legal enough to read adult material & have patience to get it practically. Don’t forget my name anywhere i.e. “Aarjo”.

I was born in an upper caste orthodox middle class family in the town named ‘Karad’ situated in Satara district in the Indian state of Maharashtra. I was the second & last son for my parents. My father was a cricketer and represented Maharashtra in Ranji Trophy for several years. Mother was just a housewife and too pious. As everyone in the family I was made to learn Sanskrit & Epics in my child hood. I was lovable son for my dad then my mom. Dad is to take me to Practice cricket matches since I was 3-4 years old. But brother is to spend time around home. My school days started in Kolhapur which was 88 kilometers away from my native. I was sent to hostel as I was bright then my brother & morsel wayward. I was used to travel alone to my native for monthly or bimonthly holidays in bus for two hours. I was to occupy last window seat and to watch places like Shiye, Itkare, Peth, Ulegaon, Malkapur, Viravde then a long left turn to get down in my place. I got good Education from the basic. I was capable with multi-Languages i.e. Marathi, Hindi, English, Sanskrit & Kannada as Kolhapur was a border city of other state. I studied till 12th standard in Kolhapur residential School/College. Home always stood far from me & I never cared about others sentiments. I was what I am & do what I want. I was sent to Pune to do my Graduation & I changed from Computer Science to Electronics as I founded much interest in nomadic then to sit in front of Computer. Totally new things, full of fun, New open World with lots of people!! There my new life begins...

It’s Pune now!! I was living in second largest City of my State. The land of my Lord Chatrapati Shivaji Maharaj which was prior called as Punawadi. It’s a historical city also called as Cultural capital of Maharashtra. The Pataleshwar Temple was the initial place I visited though my father guided me to go Dagadusheth Halwai Ganapati temple to seize god’s consent. I roamed the intact city hog washing my opening day of College. I was independent, freebee just to enjoy this world inch by inch. I am the happier person when I am alone & I love that. I hate Football because I never implicit & Cricket as it’s played by everyone. Library was always far from my wits. Movies stuff was just tom, dick & Hardy. What am I interested in? I always had a doubt & I expected someone to answer it as I failed to find. It was an entire week the college on track but I was not even seen in University Campus. I went to college hostel room unloaded things to reside. Cantonment, Swargate,    AB Chowk, Tapkir Galli, Lal Mahal, Vasanth Talkies were already familiar with me. This was not a strange city for me. As most of my relatives & dad’s friends who know me stay here I have been to this city many times before. I cannot be too mischievous to live alike now. I was fired up when I got to know one of my Cousin lectures in University & whined up to my folks. Then I decided to open my door to University studies.

It was first day of my engineering where I was full of life. I didn’t have any fear thinking my home was just 153 Kilometers from the college gate. I calculated it while I drove my bike when I came to join here. Next was my ragging show with seniors which I can specifically tell you later as I decided it as a study time. I was doing great in studies. I started smoking as I was waiting from long time to do. Once I told to my teacher that I wanted to be a chain smoker when she asked about my future plan in my Matriculation. But drinks were not my fraction anytime. I made friends who were fool then me as I wanted to be a master of Sheppard cluster. My college was just as every ones & I establish no sphere in it. It was first year where combined classes were conducted. It was from second year branches were to be made as according to subject opted. One fine dawn I met a girl from my hometown in the same class room.

In one word she was striking and pale but I was not much interested in her. I was 6.1 feet, Good physic with a handsome look but I was not open and didn’t find anyone fascinating or I was not up to it. This girl was actually from Satara where she opted Mechanical branch. She was in love with me in our first meet as said by her. It was lust for me & I nothing happened as Love for me. She was from bit lower caste compared to me. Let me call her “Bully” as she was wild. We got in together in very short time. Her Marati was better than me & English was worse. Somehow we were roaming town in my Motor Cycle together. We were making up once in park & it started raining. Park was empty & a big tree gave shelter for two of us. She was already wet in & out. We drowned in each other’s love. Bully was the famished tigress fraught to have me there. It was the first experience for both. My unsighted hand searched her bag in scurry thinking that she may have safety instruments for sex. But I was stoned when I felt a gun in her vanity. I didn’t say her anything but I took off the call & clogged the scene with some over-make up.

What is the need for a college girl to carry a gun? Finally I asked her after a quantity of instance. She revealed that she needs safety & there is a life threat for all her family members & she defunct the story. Bully changed her branch to electronics so that she can spend more time with me from second year. She got in to me more & more day by day. Sorghum & Pearl millet was food every day. Puran poli, bhakri, pithla, Bhel puri, Pav Bhaji, Missal Pav was also filling our appetite. We is to kiss in public if front of our friends too. She wanted everyone to feel jealous of us. Sometimes I told her I don’t love you & I cannot live with you. Bully never heard my words. She was bit manly from her heart. She was eating every animal she gets to eat. But still I was with her in every enjoyment. While in last year of engineering my family got to know I am wandering with bully & she belongs to lower caste. My mother asked me to bring our “Love” to an end. I questioned myself do I love her? Do I need her for my entire life? The answer was NO. I started trying to avoid her as much as possible. She understood this later when we finished our Course. I told her it’s enough & I left Pune & returned to my native. Future was uncertain thinking what to do with personal & profession life? But one fine morning she & some men came to my home with a gun & threatened me to kill if I don’t love her. My whole family watched it & defended me. The immense brawl happened & somewhere it ended ugly. Later I got to know she is the daughter of the revolt who is most wanted to Maharashtra police. After this epic I was not treated well in my family as before. It was the matter of respect for the life-size family & I was the culprit who spoiled it. My dad asked about my next move & suggested me not to stay here. My exams results were out & I got placed in one of the best Masters College of India. My next rapture destiny was “Delhi” The Capital City.

To be Continued...

From Chapter 9: An ugly Path continued..

It was not the time for me to move aside. My try goes on. Even though there was thirst for questions I picked up some like College, Friends, Life, Parents and so. She is my friend now just in half a mile walk. I offered her a dinner even though I was not much Hungry. She was quite for a while & said “No, will you buy me a drink, Arjo?” I was a one blissful at the movement. We went into the Garden Restaurant which was almost dark with some candle light. Tables were too independent & completely covered by grass planes. She is glowing in this candle light. I was almost the animal who wants her desperately for this movement. Some nonsense is going on in our parallel table. They are playing ‘Minute’ Romance game, But my eyes never tried to move from Blue eyed Beauty’s ‘0’ Size.

It was maître d' who disturbed me for order. I knew he cannot provide my order as of now. Menu was turned by her silky fingers which had silver ring on her right. She ordered “Anal fury for me”. Her eyes are waiting for my order. I went for my favorite ‘VAT 69’. Her eyes smiled at once. She was a stranger before 20 min & I feared to talk to her. She is blistering and I never expected that she act upon my request for dinner. Her ‘Anal fury’ the fusion of Vodka, Aftershock, tomato juice, shots of Peppermint, Tabasco and Crushed seeds of green chilly was on the table now. There is no cheer this time. I was waiting for some water and she was hurry for a drink. Her glass was empty when I had my first sip of VAT69. ‘Apple Martini’ was her next order. She asked me about my favorite drink. It was the first question she asked me. ‘Vat 69’ my best pal. Why? She asked. It was a drink which was supplied to American militia during Second World War. This scotch blended whiskey has history in its heart. I love it so. I returned the question to her. She sensed and said Cocktails, Vodka and vodka. Why? She muttered ‘Vodka was part of their prestige for Nazis.

I never want to argue with her for some shit. I don’t know why she ordered Egg Fry with chicken roast? She just had two pieces from the plate & never touched it again. That’s the worst combination for me with whiskey. My empty glass was replaced by one more peg. She was off. I strained her to have one more with me. She made an array ‘Amore’ (Vodka again) which means Love in Italian. Both our glasses were empty with table in 20 min. She was normal even though she had diverse verities. Her voice is quite louder compared before. It’s almost forest with herbs and bushes both side of highway. The ugly cold breeze has covered the milieu with the fog. I am walking with searing slut whom I hunted to approach in theater. My hands were desperate to feel the heat of her bosom. She is telling a tedious story which I never want to listen. I clutched her arms and dragged near my face. Her eyes were red too now. She was quite till I close her lips from mine.

She made an enticed sigh now with a tight hug. Her tongue started playing with mine. My lips started bleeding & I was not ensuring of it. Her left hand was in my shirt & the right one inside; she has a decent odor annoying me for more then as now. I know she too animal now to join me. It was disturbance there from vehicles and its Beam Light. She dragged me to the lawn beside the highway. It was a cannel of dry grass surrounded by bushes and trees which cannot be viewed by the main road easily. She was a dancing chick searching for oasis of sex. Yes, we are ready to have it in a beautiful moon light, open air.

Arjo was the only word from her. Her red dress got landed in its port. What a beauty; she is really an angel shining in this milky light, going mad & mischievous with her finger play. She is baby white, pretty reddish girl with short haircut. I said you are a wild bitch. She was busy in her job then said “I am a cannibal & I want to eat you whole”. I read somewhere that thin girls are great aspirants of sex. It was practical for me now. She was occupying me part by part. She was riding me as horse & never gave a chance for me to check mine. Devil of Romance is on my pat enjoying with me. Her long fancy nails have scratched my back. I was like a man sinking in ocean who was fraught for a drop of water in desert. I vigor her chance & started my show. It was like battle fought for satisfaction of the thirst. She was off & me too after a long race. Her kiss was so sweet and she exchanged her lipstick with me for my blood now. Its honey drops both slammed on one another inside the cannel.

I fell asleep after this rush rash drive. I don’t know about her much what she was doing. It was her lips made me awake after my little sleep. I had a short view; she is having raw vodka from the bottle, drop of it remained on her lips still. My brand loyalty is departed now & I went for her vodka which was creamed on her lips. I joined her for a long kiss. Vodka got conveyed to me lightly. Her hands were rubbing my cuts and I am a great despo for skin show. I know she smells wet again. It was my fingers started playing on her sweet sweat body. My tongue had a taste of her. It was rubs and ribs & she filed in high then prior. There her mobile rang for message “Fire in the hole” for many times.

We enjoyed in our own way on the dry grass, in the open air, moon light, near the busy highway aside. It was not at all the ejection. It was truly romantic, love, lust, fleshy affair for both. Sun is in his rise I think. The street light which is far from us got turned off even its too dark. She is on my arms having a cute sleep. I kissed her lips, nose and had a bite of her ears. She mumbled ‘Arjo’ in that semi-sleep. I made her to awake & my red beauty got ready faster than me with a little make up too. She took the Vodka to her bag back again. I think she took that from her bag while we drank in this place. We walked together pretty far unvoiced. I said thanks for giving me pleasure for the whole night and it was a great company. She just had a smile. It was taxi which crossed us & she stopped as of sudden. She had her seat pleasantly then turned towards me & said “Sorry Arjo, I didn’t let you to stimulate in theater just because I never wanted to miss this fun what we had now". I was wordless. Taxi fades away in the dark fog & I am on my way thinking who the hell is she…? I just remembered that I never asked her name and she called me Arjo.. how did she got my name? 

End of Chapter 9

From Chapter 9: An ugly Path

It was a shaggy 8 PM show me never wan watch alone. I is to kill at least two hours of alones from my side. Its dark small theater in small town in India where very less people come to watch English movies like me; Whole lane is empty from my starting chair. I heard ‘ARJO’ my name from lasso’s voice. Yes, it was my ‘ex’ with her new boy friend. I just gave a smile on her face & sat quite. Movie started rolling on in the dark; Quite boring scenes, Booked up story made me made me exasperate. It’s quite obscured to masturbate in a closed dark theater. An angel Image crossed on putting slight weight on me as it was dark. She sat alone in my same lane. She was wearing a dark red cloth & I don’t know what they call that dress. It was almost 20 min movie got its opening.

Even it got good response worldwide theater is almost empty. A mini-theater of 90 people just had hardly 6 on it now. I threw my look on that girl again and again. She has a nice cleavage oozing out, sliced skinny. I think her eyes are quite bluish. She can see me but she never tried to have a look at me. She is watching movie but not enjoying much. Yes, I am dam sure about this. I am hearing jerking from back seat. I just illumed my ex positions we used to try and she is enjoying in theater with someone I don’t know now. It was hectic for me to sit like this & watch a usual nude scene in a movie like this. Can I try that girl for this? I got an idea. But it’s a small town with known faces always & didn’t want to be in risk for minutes shagging.

It was interval now. I turned up for something for my thirst & walked near the exit door. That girl is busy with her mobile. My Ex bitch is dressing up her cloth. He is not in the seat. She walked near me & I know she follows me. She called me again “ARJO”. I stood & turned around. She had a mouthful of kiss with me & asked about my life. I never had any answer for this & I replied not. She has a wonderful thin body & ocean full of thirst for sex. An admired bitch to go on with the guys she like. I was quite fool early days & understood situation later; then I is to have an affair with her as one in some. I was with some corn in hand & in that old baked seat again. That red beauty is pity awesome in light. My observation was right; she is a blue eyed angel in red. Her perfume is dragging me near her seat. Why she sat in this line when whole theater is empty. It disturbed me a lot. Yes, she is not letting me to do my job. Movie at its end, My EX is roaring from back.

Lights on; I turned back as of sudden. She was almost undressed with her new & where is my red angel? Vanished before an end of show? I just walked out from theater thinking of blue eyed beauty with dark red lipstick. Market road is full of shemales & I don’t want to fix it. I changed my path to my stay. Its long way to walk as I am in outskirts of the city; It’s a highway I can meet many genus people at this 10 PM. Drunken police, Babes on scooty, prostitutes waiting for customers in dark quite far from street light, customers bargaining in car, scooter & in path. My way is still far to reach but I have skipped from main city. What’s that image in front of me? Is that red Angel? Yes, I didn’t believe my eyes. She too walking in my great highway; I am not alone. My steps automatically went faster and I reached her.

In pluck I said hi to her. She was looking at the ground walking at normal speed. I asked again where you stay? Her mouth is opened now. She stays in place I get before I reach my stay. I seriously doubted her she is alone walking in night without any fear. She is not a prostitute as her attitude was not like. She would have reached me in theater while sitting alone. Then who she is? I asked her the same. She has a lovely voice. She is a student doing some technical one. I asked about the movie; her answer was just a smile.

To be continued…