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@anuragdisha
Sex constitutes of a highly powerful pscho-physical motive for most of us. I love to keep it innate, letting my animal instincts take over to have what they crave for. While some are satisfied with the drops of happiness, trying to blend the innate with the tendencies, let us go for the bucket.
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Have you ever indulged in the sensuousness of your own being? Have you ever ventured into the depth of your own carnality? Have you ever made love to yourself?
I have…sometimes!! I look at myself in the mirror…imagining what it would be like to be in the head of the person looking at me naked, touching me at every curve of my body… I look at myself, touch myself in every way I want to be seen or touched… I let the kind of hunger arise in me that I want someone to have for me…I get hungry for my own self.. I consume myself in my own want… I do masturbate…but it isn’t the same…it’s me against me or rather me with me… It’s not being narcissistic… It’s just a damn fulfilling contempt I experience of having tasted my own medicine…And I love it…I love my own taste, I love my own smell, I love the feel of my skin against my fingers…
Ah! I love the woman I see in the mirror and I love to make love to that woman!!
Throwback to the trip we took amidst the Himalayas… Everywhere we went, we got lost in the beauty of the green stretch. Every step we took was an adventure in itself…discovering the sparsely habitated villages…trekking through the paths seldom taken…air so fresh, it was a rebirth for our lungs. Though, we did try to compensate with the occasional puff of the stuff. Were we high on the green grass or were we high on the magnificent beauty around or were we just high on love and life?…maybe it was a mix of everything!
On top of that our sexualities went wild just as those tall mountains…with the rain kissing our skin almost all day…it’s hard to resist when the nature itself is conspiring to get the hormones rushing in unimaginable volumes!! What better than to give in to the nature’s wishes!!
Most days I feel more panther than woman. Reclusive! Restless! Wild! A feral creature! Untamed! Dreaming of the hunt!
There is sunshine in a woman's body loved by mouths that dine, deluge and drink it like mad men in a brothel.
Friday Night Fever! What started off with just the two of us comfy in our beds after a long day at work and getting high, eventually turned into an amazing and romantic date...with the winds playing with my hair and teasing my dress... The rain getting us all wet and not just from the outside... Going all commando and giving people a peak-a-boo once in while...and the purposeful walk of shame down the street at 12 midnight...the nude march on the stairs and the corridor...imagining the view from all the peepholes we crossed!! Oh yeah.... We got all the hormones running crazy!!
The Taste of the Forbidden Fruit There's a weird kind of excitement you feel in doing what you shouldn't.. Eating the forbidden fruit.. Those frequent cravings of being the badass when all your life you try being the opposite. There's a certain satisfaction of giving up to that craving!..when you look into the depth of your own eyes in the mirror trying to measure the storm your inner you is battling every second...oh fuck! This is wrong...I shouldn't be with him...this is just not what I do. He is my forbidden fruit! Was it the way he looked at me or was it the hunger burning inside me...the hunger for possessing what's not mine...even though momentarily but still a trophy... Is that really a good word -"trophy"? No, cuz I don't own him... But it feels like an achievement in itself to take a sip from the bottle of his manhood. He must be scared too, knowing that his wife might detect the unknown passion in his eyes...the passion he just indulged in...the animal he turned into when he digged his fingers on my bare skin, when his teeth gnawed on every curve of my shoulder...the criminal feeling for knowing, yet doing the wrong...cuz the wrong is what brings pleasure in ways the right can't! Even if we have evolved as humans, these dark desires keep surfacing back...these primal instincts which you can't hold back... At those moments, there's no right or wrong...just the intensity of your want and the triumphant beast in you when you satisfy that want!!
He is my favourite photographer...definitely he has the skills for it. And also he brings out a glow in me when I pose for him. He brings out a smile which is unique to him. I just love to see him back in arms...my hunter! My king! . . This man. This man of mine, oozed sex. From the scruff on his face, to the smell of his sweat. I wanted him badly, all my senses tingles, but most of all I wanted to taste him, emptying him of every last drop. . . Now the queen is all set to conquer the rest of the world!
The very thought of you has my legs spread apart like an easel with a canvas begging for art!
2018: Love Hard and Fuck Harder!!
YELLOW YELLOW NAUGHTY FELLOW!! No end to Anu's conquests...with the new year setting in and the excitement building up, Anu is all set with a long list of resolutions which are sure to get your hormones rushing in the right places!! She plans on getting sexier, naughtier, wilder than ever before. Feel free to suggest some more...she is fidgeting with her pen while her thoughts are dancing in her pants!! 😉
He makes sure to look right at me as he places His electrical wire fingers on my skin “How does that feel” he asks Commanding my attention Responding is out of the question My lips quivering in anticipation He smiles Knows this is what hunger looks like I am a switchboard He is the circuits My hips move with his - rhythmic My voice isn’t my own when I moan It is music He sparks enough electricity inside me to power cities When he finishes what he’s started It is me who looks at him And says “that was magic”
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~Quoting Rupi Kaur