A DARK ENLIGHTENMENT
Starry sky above him was fumigated by the cigarette smoke. He never used to smoke in the night but it was the third in a row now. Chemical imbalances, the bile in his mouth , and the mild spasms all over his body...., each needed a refreshment; a reheating rather. The dim light in his apartment produced a drooping milieu. It was midnight, but the city never slept. Nocturnal minds went crazy in full flow like vampires and oodled out their own blood, or others for any moronic reasons. Dope,dames,drinks,dimes.., everything got snubbed in legions and the 'outlaw' was nowhere found; or rather ;not distinguished.
Sweat evaporated from his armpits bringing a cooling effect. Fag helped him much. He could feel the contentment somewhere in his body.
Starry sky above him was fumigated by the cigarette smoke. He never used to smoke in the night but it was the third in a row now. Chemical imbalances, the bile in his mouth , and the mild spasms all over his body...., each needed a refreshment; a reheating rather. The dim light in his apartment produced a drooping milieu. It was midnight, but the city never slept. Nocturnal minds went crazy in full flow like vampires and oodled out their own blood, or others for any moronic reasons. Dope,dames,drinks,dimes.., everything got snubbed in legions and the 'outlaw' was nowhere found; or rather ;not distinguished.
He felt his legs leaner but stronger; and throughout his waist and groins, an eerie rigidness stiffened him. It was his first time.....
He didn't wish for such a 'first time' and was not craving madly for it. But most dudes have their firsts unexpected and unanticipated. It would light on one as a routine of fate. In his case, fate had the role of a catalyst. The aim was not orgasm.., but revenge. A revenge dedicated to someone and suffered by some other....
'may be that is where mind lies..' , he thought.
He rose from the sedentary posture and gaped wide. Stubbing the cigarette, he recalled the night, abd the dats that led to this night.
'yup......' ,,, he was happy...
The sound of chiming anklets drew him back to reality..
She seemed at the least 10 years elder than him, but in those red attires, she gave a thunderbolt to all. Women of her niche wore sari in such a manner that a guy would feel himself naked. The buxoms and navel lay half-hidden and the waist with wrinkles would boss the underpants. Seeing her again after the ride, he couldn't hold up belching a cud-chew; he moved close and dunked his head into her breasts. Manoeuvring hands around her body, he could recollect those moments of voracious lust. Hugging her hard to his trunk, he culminated and leaned over to the couch.
"Shall i go?" , she asked him fleeting the sari.
"What??? , I paid a f**king 1000/- for one whole night and you gonna leave in 2 hours????? ,, bulllshit.."
" ohh , i thought you're done with me. "
The woman cued off with a little sarcasm, intending to elevate the youngster.
" hey.. hey ..., you uncouth b***h, don't f**k my ass off like an undernourished nudnick. I ain't gonna stop with a single ride, that would cost only a quarter. you are going nowhere until dawn.. you get me??"
"aahh..., I didn't get a penetration worth 1000/- too... but felt you are exhausted . You look too weary. First time right!. I...."
"You keep your slattern expertise to yourself. And don't f**k judge me.You are just a whore. Just lend you're holes and fill you're stomach... such a filthy life you are leading. Aren't you ashamed saying you didn't get enough penetration?? girls.... sluts.... bu**er off ".
the woman stood calm and composed.He felt she still didn't end her judging.
"what??". the boy asked.
"nothing..".
"Then don't stare at me like that."
But she reprised her looks.
This time , he really got pissed . He jumped out of the couch and moved front, imminent to get her a blow.
"Aren't you ashamed??". she darted.
"What??" The question back-slapped and took him aback."What are you saying??."
"Aren't you ashamed to loathe on me, when some girl betrayed you??".
He got dumbstruck. The muscles got more stiffened and the sweat no longer cooled him. levity engulfed his whole torso. Perplexity flushed his facet in shame.
'How could she probably know it??.Was that b***h , a P.G in her brothel ???'.
She cut the imbroglio, " I heard you mumbling a girl's name when having me on the bed. I thought its you're style..., calling b***h while riding a female. But your restive stumbling and loud moaning said me you are a novice. At times you put whole weight on me and said the girl's name. It made you go wild.
She removed her sari to reveal 3 bloody marks below the breasts; .
"You plucked my chest hard at those times.... I have seen a lot of men,child... I am a prostitute. The only attribute that prostitutes possess is experience. When I saw a boy like you coming to brothel asking a night, I thought you will be like those brats with a spilling testosterone, seeking a fleshy body of plump externals. But as you had a reason, I didn't pull myself back..,, although the pain was too bad."
He felt too ashamed stooped. The woman shooed off the narcissist in him. In a moment, the triumphant hero was ambushed to a gutless bum. He brought two pieces of soaked cotton and smothered over her wounds. She could see his damp eyes. She lifted him and kissed on the forehead.
"What's the matter boy??. Nowadays I never see such delicate minds. Who brought such a misfortune to you?", caressing his visage she took him to the couch.
"Her name is Ann."
"I heard that plenty today, you rascal.." she thudded him and laughed. It helped him to come out of the farce.
"She is a hottie at my college.All longed for her and she makes good company with a guy quickly. As a matter of fact, me too had a crush, but i didn't pursue, you know!?.
as she was a chick among the ducks, cocks automatically get interested. I rather mocked others for gnawing on her bumps.A kind of derisive sophist, but too soft at heart. Now I really feel despise for that blunt heart."
She saw his veins clenching the blood tight.
"So how does i turn wrong?"
"Don't ask. I'm in a recovery."
"That is a myth,child... . There is no recovery through negligence. Suffer it , or , share it.. Share it with your saliva, not your semen."
He could see a tint of concern in her eyes.A facade of a prostitute , or , a bonhomie between two losers... but it served a boon to him .
"Problems never occur when the existed are the only extants. Though I couldn't talk with Ann or get her attention as others did, a jovial bloom existed in my heart, may be dur to the attraction towards her. The silent love was the most beautiful thing in my life when only I heard the joys and sorrows of my life. A monologist love...; one could say.
But happiness is not the only emotion one ought to feel...
Cruel fate bit me when the b***hie-b***h Ann Maria Johnson came up with hand seeking a friendly shake. It dawned like a dream-come-true to me and took me to the zenith of achievement, to bring a hottie into my curb.
We talked, roamed, ate, danced in parties, and at once , out of booze, kissed in public.. ".
" And you guessed you were in love.. " She intruded, hoping a climax.
" I was in lovve for god sake.... I never felt i wasn't. Each day we mingled, it got strengthened and the faith that 'the love was mutual' also cemented in me and NO reason i could figure out to think different. She met others , talked loud and hi-fived .., but with me, she did those for longer time and more affection. Everything was genuine and fathomable."
He went too weak and desolated. She could realize the depth he cared for the girl and the effort he endured to cope with her genre. She had no idea, how to console his sullen soul without breaking his composure.
He continued,
"It was on her b'day I got my verdict. She invited only me from the class and that incurred envy from all eyes. I was so happy and i decided to express my love on the same day she was born. No better day coming soon..
Bought a new suit, went to the salon and got coiffed, gathered a bunch of blue orchids wrapped with a red heart ,. ,. that totem of love.."
He talked as if it was a souliloquoy. A little indifference clouded around him.
"When i reached hers, there was nothing special done to create a b'day ambience. She was in her normals, no special attire or any make-ups. ... and .. i couldn't find a b'day girl in her.
Her parents were absent, but a few ... a few male friends of her sat on a couch. To my surprise, she pulled me into the room holding my pant's fleets .. and .. you know those dudes out there didn't gave a shot on that. I couldn't find a cake or a pastry but some awing fruits and packets on thr=e table. I was not sure, if i should propose her; my brain got completely numb and perplexed. Wanted to ask where her parents were,, and wanted to know why it... why it was .. different..
But i couldn't ask. I felt inept and alone among those bloodsuckers....................................................... ............................................................... .......
.. Aahhhh... I can't even think what the hell happened next.. One of those malevolent friends of her grabbed her like a python howling 'HAPPY B'DAY' and started smooching her hard..... And that b***h took off her tees and stripped his pants.. Damnn hell..
Other cuntfaces went crazy; with booze, they started fondling her and themselves,, entwining in a muddle like a wicked snake method. I stood thunderstruck ...,, it was like a fu***ng online porn... a gangbang of 4:1.. , and me standing like a voyeur unable to fathom her reckon of 5:1.... . My brain was fried dry. The smell of inhuman decoctions fumed inside the room; making me doozy dazed and setback onto a pedestal to regain senses..
Bitch..
That bloody bitch....
She got into friendship with me to serve her a BIRTHDAYGASM .. She wanted me to love her pu**y , not her. Godforsaken moments in my life... Those gigolos stumped her over the table where my bouquet was kept to decimate it into petals and stamens... I couldn't stand that naked cannibal cotillion. I ran out of that bordello. ADIOS MOTHER F****RS...."
..........................................
After that the single passion lingering me was Revenge... revenge towards a girl who mutilated my soul with her ass***e... The urge to revenge brewed in my head, too violent and sheepish that the idea of prostitution came to me. It was the hobson's choice... But now i feel remorse. I guess I have made a wrong turn on a wrong turn.... Sorry . ".
Slumping back on the couch, he ended his confessions. She felt a neonatal charm and innocence in him. His deeds corroborated the inborn naivety and child-like thinking. Caressing his temple, she quelled his qualm.
"I feel compassionate to your feelings,child. You've a lot of goodness at heart. Love, affection, care, and concern for that girl occured in you not because of her beauty and body. That makes you different from others, and unfortunately from her. You were not in a symbiosis with her. She might have considered you as a playmate..; like the one you had as a neighbor or flatmate in your childhood, who would join you in your child-plays. A companion meant to customize your dilly dallies in full throttle. Ample girls find it free of cost while inept, chickless chicks try it through money. The contagion of adopting the West has brought reckless adaptions in our country's culture... And you.., my child, is an obsolete youngster among this demonic society. Your heart pumps at a very sluggish rate, and it fills your body with a lot of morality. Nowadays that will cost you a good part of your life. Pleasure, competition and nihilism in people's mind have molded them to robots encoded by some invisible anti-social elements.It follows the same old theory of Darwin, the survival of the fittest, or what you call fluidity in economy. How much adhesive you are to sordidness .. , is the yardstick to measure your humanity.., that is the new law of survival... ".
Her words, though simple and familiar, lighted on him like a panacea to all his wounds. He could perceive an autopsy of his conscience. The blood circulated through his body for some purpose and with a determination. For the first time that night, he coughed while smoking... He stubbed it hard on the floor. It was no more needed...
He fumbled the wallet for 1000/-. Paying her off with ultimate contentment , he said jokingly,..
"So with that one ride, you shove my ass for a 1000/- huh?.. That was a cute, professional manoeuvre."
" Now i have the satisfaction of getting a worthy penetration. I was not subjected to nullify someone's carnal upheaval at least tonight. Could also revive my meagre knowledge from a minuscule education.........
Let me ask you, what will you do if another heart-break occurs???.. Lets hope such a cataclysm wont make you precipitate [smirking].., but still .. I wanna know your future concern on this.
Smiling peskily, he said,
"Will save my 1000/- and go to some dollybabe's b'day.. how'szzat!!! ".
"Now that's the spirit my boy, take care.. ll never see you again..... Bye.. "
With a smiling face, she left his apartment. He didn't know her name; nor did she know his.. But the fate... the same FATE brought the two souls together, to enlighten him.... by a whore with angelic heart..
THE END
LAMA signing out...
"It was on her b'day I got my verdict. She invited only me from the class and that incurred envy from all eyes. I was so happy and i decided to express my love on the same day she was born. No better day coming soon..
Bought a new suit, went to the salon and got coiffed, gathered a bunch of blue orchids wrapped with a red heart ,. ,. that totem of love.."
He talked as if it was a souliloquoy. A little indifference clouded around him.
"When i reached hers, there was nothing special done to create a b'day ambience. She was in her normals, no special attire or any make-ups. ... and .. i couldn't find a b'day girl in her.
Her parents were absent, but a few ... a few male friends of her sat on a couch. To my surprise, she pulled me into the room holding my pant's fleets .. and .. you know those dudes out there didn't gave a shot on that. I couldn't find a cake or a pastry but some awing fruits and packets on thr=e table. I was not sure, if i should propose her; my brain got completely numb and perplexed. Wanted to ask where her parents were,, and wanted to know why it... why it was .. different..
But i couldn't ask. I felt inept and alone among those bloodsuckers....................................................... ............................................................... .......
.. Aahhhh... I can't even think what the hell happened next.. One of those malevolent friends of her grabbed her like a python howling 'HAPPY B'DAY' and started smooching her hard..... And that b***h took off her tees and stripped his pants.. Damnn hell..
Other cuntfaces went crazy; with booze, they started fondling her and themselves,, entwining in a muddle like a wicked snake method. I stood thunderstruck ...,, it was like a fu***ng online porn... a gangbang of 4:1.. , and me standing like a voyeur unable to fathom her reckon of 5:1.... . My brain was fried dry. The smell of inhuman decoctions fumed inside the room; making me doozy dazed and setback onto a pedestal to regain senses..
Bitch..
That bloody bitch....
She got into friendship with me to serve her a BIRTHDAYGASM .. She wanted me to love her pu**y , not her. Godforsaken moments in my life... Those gigolos stumped her over the table where my bouquet was kept to decimate it into petals and stamens... I couldn't stand that naked cannibal cotillion. I ran out of that bordello. ADIOS MOTHER F****RS...."
..........................................
After that the single passion lingering me was Revenge... revenge towards a girl who mutilated my soul with her ass***e... The urge to revenge brewed in my head, too violent and sheepish that the idea of prostitution came to me. It was the hobson's choice... But now i feel remorse. I guess I have made a wrong turn on a wrong turn.... Sorry . ".
Slumping back on the couch, he ended his confessions. She felt a neonatal charm and innocence in him. His deeds corroborated the inborn naivety and child-like thinking. Caressing his temple, she quelled his qualm.
"I feel compassionate to your feelings,child. You've a lot of goodness at heart. Love, affection, care, and concern for that girl occured in you not because of her beauty and body. That makes you different from others, and unfortunately from her. You were not in a symbiosis with her. She might have considered you as a playmate..; like the one you had as a neighbor or flatmate in your childhood, who would join you in your child-plays. A companion meant to customize your dilly dallies in full throttle. Ample girls find it free of cost while inept, chickless chicks try it through money. The contagion of adopting the West has brought reckless adaptions in our country's culture... And you.., my child, is an obsolete youngster among this demonic society. Your heart pumps at a very sluggish rate, and it fills your body with a lot of morality. Nowadays that will cost you a good part of your life. Pleasure, competition and nihilism in people's mind have molded them to robots encoded by some invisible anti-social elements.It follows the same old theory of Darwin, the survival of the fittest, or what you call fluidity in economy. How much adhesive you are to sordidness .. , is the yardstick to measure your humanity.., that is the new law of survival... ".
Her words, though simple and familiar, lighted on him like a panacea to all his wounds. He could perceive an autopsy of his conscience. The blood circulated through his body for some purpose and with a determination. For the first time that night, he coughed while smoking... He stubbed it hard on the floor. It was no more needed...
He fumbled the wallet for 1000/-. Paying her off with ultimate contentment , he said jokingly,..
"So with that one ride, you shove my ass for a 1000/- huh?.. That was a cute, professional manoeuvre."
" Now i have the satisfaction of getting a worthy penetration. I was not subjected to nullify someone's carnal upheaval at least tonight. Could also revive my meagre knowledge from a minuscule education.........
Let me ask you, what will you do if another heart-break occurs???.. Lets hope such a cataclysm wont make you precipitate [smirking].., but still .. I wanna know your future concern on this.
Smiling peskily, he said,
"Will save my 1000/- and go to some dollybabe's b'day.. how'szzat!!! ".
"Now that's the spirit my boy, take care.. ll never see you again..... Bye.. "
With a smiling face, she left his apartment. He didn't know her name; nor did she know his.. But the fate... the same FATE brought the two souls together, to enlighten him.... by a whore with angelic heart..
THE END
LAMA signing out...
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