I was in my mid-20s when I had my first sexual experience. Perhaps it was social peer pressure or the media; but, I felt I had missed out on this stage of life and hence, was determined to get as much experience I could, in a short span of time. To heck with a decade of missionary school education which preached propriety and modesty as the only way for a woman to make her mark in the world! Realising that sex was, well, fun and felt so damn good, I was going to have as much of it as possible.
A quick context to this: I had also broken up with my first boyfriend because after two years of long distance, I just couldn’t do it anymore.
I went about swiping left and right on Tinder as if my life depended on it. I went on dates and had interesting conversations with men I would never see again. Some of them, I kissed and made out with in the dark corners of various pubs. Few had the privilege of making their way into the shambles of my dorm room. Cuddling after sex was always an option. A single bed offered such luxuries even to dire strangers.
As it turned out, I was kind of exclusive even with my one-night stands. I met an engineering student who was all about getting down and dirty whenever I wanted, wherever I wanted. He didn’t ever ask me out on a date, but, boy, did he know how to treat a lady right or what. However, after a month of fooling around with this gorgeous hunk of a man, I decided to break the pattern.
I left his house in the morning after a nice hot session only to meet another guy that very afternoon. The idea was to keep it in the daytime so I could easily scoot if I wanted to. But Mohit, in spite of his awkward personality, managed to impress the pants off of me (literally)! With every glass of wine we had, we broke into giggles and mumbled incoherently into each other’s ears. One of those times, as his stubble lightly brushed against my cheek, I couldn’t resist the impulse of kissing him. He cupped my face, and kissed me back.
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Although he wasn’t expecting it, I asked him if he’d like to come home with me. He looked ecstatic and that short 5-minute walk back was rife with sexual tension and anticipation. As soon as I locked the door to my room, he turned me around to face him and kissed me passionately. We began undressing each other as fast as we could. His crisp white shirt came undone in seconds, I kissed him while leading him to my bed. His 6’4’’ frame struggled to fit into my bed, but we didn’t stop. Come morning, the cupboard, carpet and chair had all been overturned and displaced during our sexual exploration. It was as though the world was coming to an end and we had one night to live it up and make it count.
That one day, with two back-to-back instances, has inspired me to live with abandon. To not worry about the future but revel in the present which hardly disappoints us as much as we’d think it could. And I never looked back!
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