BACK IN BOMBAY :) :)

back in my beloved bombay. this is where life really feels like life. bombay is where everyone is at their best. even in terms of sex. have found bombay men regardless of their origins.

ok heres a summary of the sexual talents of men from around india. these are generalisations based on my experience. delhi men are so wannabe and so despo that they will get hard just by touching you and shoot their stuff on just seeing you naked. delhi men are strong and all but they arent really very talented. bangalore men are very diffident. most men there are nice mama's boys who have found a nice paying job. so sleeping with a 30 year old bangalorean is like sleeping with a 15 year old bombayite. chennai men are just too old fashioned to be fun. ask khushboo. calcutta men are confident and all. they think they are good at sex and thats usually half the battle. calcutta is a much more open place than all other cities barring bombay. similarly calcutta men are also best amongst the rest.

but really no place like bombay. bombay has the most active s&m circuit. in bombay it is easy to find a good looking guy who will respect boundaries in a one night sdtand or a no-strings-attached fling. for me getting a guy for a one night stand is easy anywhere. but in all other places, there have been folks who want something more. they want exclusivity. bombay guys are mature. bombay is the easiest place in india for someone like me.

so let me talk about my first 'experience' in bombay. it was a neighbour. i had just moved to bombay and had rented a flat with 2 other girls. this neighbour lived on the same floor. he was a freelance writer. about 40-ish. his wife had paralysis from the waist below. he took care of her, staying at home. his wife was from the same town as me, so we had a lot of common contacts. i would spend a lot of time in their house. he was so devoted to her, so caring, that it was enough to melt any girl's heart. plus he wasnt bad looking either. had a decent body, very rare for indian ,men in their 40s. had seen him wearing just a towel a few times when i was talking to his wife. so i was ripe for the taking.

guess he realised it and made his move one night. had watched a movie with him and his wife on their TV. i still remember it was 'amar akbar anthony'. midway into the movie his wife was sleepy so he took her to their bedroom. when he came out he sat next to me. we started talking. i was wearing some very short shorts. out of the blue he put his hands on my thigh and started carressing. i got goose bumps. he said he missed the goose bumps. his touch had made me so desparate that i lent forward and kissed him. very soon our clothes came off and he had sex with me. he went at me like a hungry kid. it was amazing. after that we did it pretty regularly but always at my house. a few days later i learnt something very surprising. he had told his wife about having sex with me after the very first night. and she didnt mind. apparently they had an understanding. she realised she couldnt fulfil his needs so he could sleep with others as long as he was honest. in fact sometimes she liked to watch.

it is because of this that he told me about the deal. he said his wife wanted to watch us doing it. at that time was just a kid. hehe. so i found the whole thing very weird and said no. didnt sleep with him either. sort of broke up. met him a few months back in delhi by chance at CP. he was with a lady whom he introduced as a friend. his wife was in a coma. he'd come to delhi to meet a publisher. was camping very close to my place. thought about suggesting a meet-up to relive the old days, but sensed the woman with him was a bit possessive. so dropped it.

now that i am back in bombay maybe i'll pay him a visit. and maybe even go to gorai closeby.

THE UNSUSPECTING SALESWOMAN

i love playing games with people who come to my door. yesterday i was just about to get into the shower and the bell rang. i put on a t-shirt, wrapped a towel around my lower body, and answered the door. it was this manipuri-looking girl selling some magazine subscription. she claimed to be a management student like all salespeople do nowadays. actually i could have just refused and banged the door in her face but i let her come in. the magazine she was selling was one to which i had been thinking of subscribing anyway. i told her i would take a two year subscription. she was delighted.
she told me of this offer for a coffee maker with a three year subscription. what the heck, i thought. told her to make out the subscription and got my chequebook. now to write the cheque, i put my foot on the bed and put the chequebook in my lap. i felt that this caused the towel-end tucked in at the waist to loosen. i didnt tuck it back in. as i straightened to give her the cheque the towel came off.
poor girl, she was so embarassed. i stood there nonchalantly, smiling at her predicament. she was blushing so much i wondered if she was bi, because she was turned on a bit. i purposely turned around and bent to pick up the towel, giving her a nice view of my butt. i am quite proud of my butt. i work hard on it, and guys love it.
as i got up i noticed even she liked it. this girl definitely liked other girls.
'you see i was going for a shower....' i casually said, and put the towel on the bed, making no attempt to cover my nakedness. she was trying very hard not to stare at my pussy.
'ok...sorry to disturb you...' the uncertainty in her voice was obvious. she noticed i didnt coyly cover up. was i too a lesbian or a bi, i am sure she wondered. was i trying to seduce her.
to tease her further, i took my t shirt off, and said
'you complete the subcription form, i'll just finish my shower'
she gave my breasts a quick look. they are bigger than normal, and noticeable. my stomach too is almost flat, so i make a nice picture, naked. she was obviously fascinated.
i quickly showered, dried myself in front of her, wondering if she would make a move. i had no intention of doing anything with her. lets just say i have a history with manipuri-type women, since one of them stole a boyfriend of mine.
finally the form was done. the girl, quite a pretty one, was too bashful. i think she wanted me to make the first move. i didn't neither did she. she gave me a voucher to claim the coffee maker, and left, looking very flushed.
i was naked even as i closed the door.