Sensual Apocalypses
A JJ Submission: Date: 27th October 2009 was something different from the ordinary in Chennai & it was the one thing everyone in Chennai looked. As I went through the morning news paper the met dept., announced the NE monsoon is delayed by 10 days. How true it was raining outside from 3 in the morning. Around the globe Tamil community alone knows the met dept., prediction as a hilarious comedy when the heavens pour Chennai schools will function & later the forecast will be out as more rains to lash eastern coast within the next 48 hours. By God the sun will out early the next day… It was a Chill afternoon just like Christmas season. I bunked work and was resting happily on the sofa in my apartment in the hall with my shirt open, trying to catch as much blowing air from my ceiling fan as I possibly could. My eyes were closed but I was far from being asleep. My eyes came open when I heard a knock on my door. I wasn’t expecting any visit from anybody on that day – it was merely one of those days when I preferred being alone with myself and my thoughts. I got up and went and opened the door. “Hi there, Chris,” Asha said. She lived in the opposite flat. She was a definitely pretty sight around the apartment, and on that day she was looking like something that had just stepped out of a modeling line up, the way her long legs stuck out of her denim skirt. The way her pert-looking breasts nearly seemed like missile cones as they pushed themselves outward of her white cotton sleeveless blouse, the sparking smile on her lips … it was enough to make any man’s tongue slip out of his mouth like that of a salivating wolf. A good thing that at that moment I wasn’t in any mood to be moved by such. “Hey there, Asha,” I said. She always liked it when I called her such; it was our own personal secret. “What’s up with you?” She shrugged and said, “Nothing much seen your car in the parking. Just thought I should stop by and see how you’re doing. It’s been a while. Mind if I come in?” My left eyebrow went up an inch. Though Asha and I were friends, she’d never before made any attempt to step into my domain. God knows I’ve tried so many times in the past to make her accept my offer till I finally gave up on it, figuring it wasn’t worth the trouble anymore. If she was aware of it, it didn’t register on her face. I made way for her to step in before closing back the door. She spotted the pillow lying on the far end of the sofa on which my head had earlier resting on before she came and went over to sit beside it before continuing. Are you ok? looking a little ill & tired Asha asked. Fine thought I should rest it out, that’s all. Can I get you something to drink?” “Any soft drink will be nice,” she said with that smile back on her lips. I left her and went into the little room bedside my bedroom which served as our kitchen. I opened the fridge and took out two can Cokes and returned to the hall, handing one of the over to her. She thanked me before popping the tab; we clicked our cans and muttered ‘cheers’ to each other before taking a sip. An awkward silence suddenly appeared in the room; she soon broke it. “So, what were you up to before I knocked?” “Nothing serious,” I said. “Just lying here thinking about something.” “Oh yeah, what was it?” I shrugged. “Can’t really put my finger to it – just something beautiful.” Asha sipped her Coke; her eyes stared into mine. “Something beautiful you say,” her hand then came up and rested on my thigh. “Can you describe it to me – what beautiful thing it was that you were busy thinking about?” My hand fell on top of hers; her fingers played with each other. “I wish I could, but can’t remember it anymore.” “Perhaps you need a little something to help you remember then.” “Yes, perhaps I do.” I didn’t need any soothsayer to draw me a picture of what I had in front of me; already I was starting to feel a growing urge in the seat of my jeans. I brought my hand to her neck and pulled her towards me. Asha came willingly and our lips met in a warm kiss. I broke the connection for a moment and looked at her. “All those times that I tried asking you out, I always figured you never wanted to have anything to do with me.” “I know,” Asha nearly whispered with her lips close to my face. “I guess I was just bidding my time, wanting to know how serious things would be for me.” “What makes you say so?” “Because for a long time now, I just can’t seem to take my mind off you.” Our lips locked again, and this time it stayed locked unto each other for a long time while our hands and body moved and rubbed against each other, feeling each other up. My right hand made its way under her blouse to grab a hold of her breast while hers traveled down towards the bulge in the center of my jeans. I raised her blouse up and transferred my mouth to her breast, hearing Asha moan at the same time nibble on my ear lobe while her hand tried fumbling for my belt buckle. I undid the buckle for her and pulled my erection out for her to grab a good hold on and then transferred my hand to feel the roundness of her ass that lay hidden under her skirt. When I was done with Asha’s left breast, I made a move for the other, my teeth playing hungrily with her nibble while she went on moaning and stroking my dick as hard as she could. I then stopped to push my jeans down my thighs and reclined myself properly on the sofa while she leaned over and swallowed me up. Asha gave a long moan in her throat as she cupped my balls in her left hand while her other continued to stroke my dick as she continued bobbing her head with her sucking motion. I felt myself surrender to the swirl of emotion; my mouth made gasping sounds from her sucking while my hand pulled her skirt up her ass as I then inserted a finger back and forth between the lips of her pussy.