Once Upon A Time - Short Story Collection

Tongue Tied

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"....he dips his head and runs his lips over my sex. It shocks me like an electric current. I arch my spine, bringing my pelvis against his mouth, as he pushes my legs further apart. He holds my calves and secures me in place, not for once losing control of the situation. I feel his tongue brush wet circles between my legs. The day-old stubble on his chin grazes me that I hardly feel – I'm just so wrapped up by every small flick of his tongue. He licks, sucks and nibbles on my sensitive skin, sending bursts of pleasure coursing through me. He takes his time, so I can savour every unhurried sweep..."

Neeta closed the reading app with a snap and looked sideways at her snoring husband. He stirred, repositioned, and went back to his snoring/sleeping-- one and the same at this time of the night. She put her phone on her nightstand, lay on her back, and recollected the text she read just now.

She sighed, she never read naughty parts in the romance novels, quickly skimmed through the text to reach the drama and finally the happy ending. But this story took her to a place she's never been before. Though the text was immersive, she couldn't imagine someone going down on her in a similar fashion.

Could she explain such rousing feelings in mere words -- she wondered. Neeta shook her head --it was wishful thinking on her part. She looked at her husband again. The soft glow of the temperature readings from the A/C illuminated Ravi's features -- with his mouth slightly ajar, a brassy sound coming from his nose, dried drool across his jaw. This stopped being adorable a long back. No, he didn't look like the one to give her a glorious orgasm using just the flick of his thick tongue.

She looked around the room locating the photo frame hanging on the nearby wall. She couldn't very well make out the picture in the dark, but the image was imprinted in her mind. She was in a heavily embroidered, expensive silk saree with perfect makeup and a smile just a little too wide for her face. She was happy on that day --their wedding day. Ravi was happy too, he did not smile like her, but the glint in his eyes was proof enough.

She checked the time on her phone -- only six more hours to wake up and go through the humdrum of life; cook, clean, pack lunch boxes, send kids to school, lock and leave for office -- worry about unpaid bills, school fees, car EMIs and depleting groceries.

The free story app on her phone gave her some time off from all these worries, sucked her right into the vortex of another realm. A world of beautiful people in designer wear, grieving in dismay of unattainable love, and of course other rich-people problems sprouting on every fourth page of the book.

Had she been the simple, loving female lead, she would've lost her courage to live long ago --perhaps the designer labels and eventual happy ending made them trudge on and do the right thing? Neeta didn't care --this was an escape from the tediousness of real life. She closed her eyes, not willing to let go of the pleasant feelings she found after reading the sex scene. She decided to read smut with more care and was out like a light in no time.

"Ronnie this book is good."

"Which one?"

"The CEO's sweet trouble!"

"The title is so cringy... How did you even pick this up?"

"Cover picture."

"Seriously? A male showing his washboard abs?"

"Something like that. It is steamy but the author is skilled... I mean the story is cliche and sticks to the romance template, but the descriptions are good, including the sex bits."