The Lady In Red

It was about 9:30 pm. I was returning from my office after a good day’s work. The KR Puram Bridge stretched empty before me, under the Neon lights. I was in no hurry to get back to the emptiness of my bachelor den. My good old Royal Enfield thumped lazily beneath me at 50 km/h. I removed my helmet and let the cool and dry Bangalore breeze flow through my hair. It was a good feeling and everything seemed perfect as I was driving along.

I noticed a red Hundai Santro parked to the side on the middle of the bridge. I could also see the shape of a person near the railing. I slowed my Bullet to see what was going on. It was a woman I could not see her face and she wore a red sari and she was leaning too far out on the bridge railing something looked fishy. I brought my Bullet to a halt next to the car and got down. She hadn’t noticed and she looked like she was in a trance and her eyes fixed onto some distant spot on the horizon.

I just stood there I don’t like intruding into other people’s business unless I have to by now I was getting a peculiar vibe about this whole situation. There was something wrong. I couldn’t place my finger on what it was but there definitely was something wrong right then she climbed onto the railing. I knew it then. She was going to jump down the bridge end her life. I ran forward and grabbed her by her hips and heaved inside.

She fell into my arms and we both fell down and she had a surprised look on her face. We both lay there for some time and looking into each other’s eyes. Her eyes spoke they spoke of longing, of abandonment, of being neglected. I understood I did not ask her anything there were no sexual undertones in that request and I felt none. It was as if a daughter was asking her father to hold her a little longer. It was like a sister asking her brother to hold her a little longer.

I held her close as we got up and sat on the ledge below the railing. She lay her head on my shoulder snuggling into my arms wrapped around her and I could feel her shivering in my arms. How can I put down in words how I felt at that moment? I felt protective. I felt like smashing whatever or whoever had hurt her gradually she stopped shivering and seemed a lot more composed. We got up and I asked her are you all-right now? She said yes and thanks you.

Where is your house? I’ll take you there and I said. No. Please don’t and I’ve already caused you so much trouble, she said and I replied yes, you have. Now I want to make sure that you reach your house safely. Are you ok to drive? I’ll follow you on my bike. She understood from my look that I was not going anywhere without making sure that she reached home safely. Ok, she said, follow me and it’s nearby.

My good old Royal Enfield came to life on the first kick and I followed the red santro to an apartment building near to the bridge. The security guard jumped up from his sleep on the sound on the car and rushed to open the gates. Salam Mrs. Varma he blurted out. She nodded and waved my in and I followed her and put my engine on idle as she parked her car. It was getting late and I was keen to get moving.

You can park the bike on the side she said. No. I just wanted to make sure that you got back safely. I have to get moving I said. No please don’t leave just yet. I really don’t want to be alone tonight. Could you stay for just half-an-hour? She said what could be the harm in it? I thought. It was not as if someone was waiting for me back at my house. I too knew that if I left then, then we would be strangers for life. I wanted to know her and I wanted to find out what had caused her to take such a drastic step.

That protective feeling I had felt back on the bridge when she cried in my arms had still not left me. I wanted to be there for her please stay, she mumbled out but her eyes begged me. She was not ready to be alone yet. Ok, I said and we walked towards the lift. It was in the lift that I first noticed how beautiful she was. She was not the typical shallow, fair complexioned, makeup laden ladies you normally encounter. She was about 5’2 feet tall and dark, smooth, unblemished skin.

Dark, jet black hair fell freely on her shoulders. Her sari elegantly hugged her curved hips and full bosom. Not a hint of obscenity but insanely erotic. Looking at her, one could feel the depth of her intellect, her maturity, not only that there were values that she cherished but also freedoms that she enjoyed and she was a woman! The apartment was one of four on that floor. The living room was cozy and comfortably furnished.

You could see her personality shining through. The low height sofas surrounded the thick kashmiri carpets. The adjoining balcony, do you drink? Can you fix me a Vodka Lime? I’ll be right back”, she said, pointing to the mini-bar. The mini-bar was in the balcony adjoining the living room. It was private and one could see the entire length of the Neon lit majestic KR Puram Bridge from there. It contained a thick cushioned divan bed surrounded by lush potted plants.

I noticed a crumpled spot on the bed and a half empty glass of vodka and ice on the floor next to it. It was not old. The ice had melted leaving strains of moisture on the glass. She must have sat here looking out at the bridge for a long time before deciding to go there and do it and I fixed her a Vodka Lime and myself an Old Monk and Coke. She came back and sat on the divan. I handed her drink and she gulped half of it and made a sparkling pulling expression with her face and I thought it was awfully cute.

The drink was too stiff for her. I poured some water into her glass. She took another sip. Now it was right. She smiled at me and I sat next to her in the darkness. Neither of us spoke anything. We looked at the occasional car inching slowly over the KR Puram bridge and I looked at her in and her face beautiful in the distant Neon glow. She looked so elegant and poised. So mature and in control but I knew that inside her was a shattered and lost person.

Who are you? I wanted to ask her and what happened that drove you to this extreme? Do you want someone to talk to? We finished our drinks. She got up and fixed one more. This time she came back and sat close to me. I could smell her. I hear her slow, rhythmic breath. She squeezed my hand and said thanks and I put my hands around her shoulders. She leaned into me and I feel so safe now, you know, she said like I felt when you held me on that bridge.

I feel like I understand you I said but I don’t know you. I want to know you go on talk to me when I was standing on that ledge, I heard a million voices in my head screaming a million visions in my eyes of my past and of my future. I was being torn apart and I felt cold. I could not feel my arms. I wanted it all too just end then when you held me close, the only sound I could hear was of your beating heart.

I felt warmth sweeping throughout my body. I felt calmness like I’ve never felt in a long time. The visions vanished one by one and I suddenly felt like I used to feel sitting on my father’s lap in our veranda squeezed between him and his newspaper. his arms encircling me and we kissed passionately and our tongues met and fondled each other. Tasting, sucking and exploring.

My arms tightened around her and caressed the curve of her back. The other arm squeezed the exposed side of her curvy stomach between her blouse and sari. Her hands were running through my hair and trying to rip them out in a surge of intense passion. Her breathing started to get heavier. My hand made its way underneath her blouse through the back. It started rubbing under the bra straps on the back side. My mouth had left hers and was now sucking on her neck and shoulders.

She tried hard to hold in a moan but a feeble one escaped. I looked up and her eyes were closed and the expression on her face was one of intense ecstasy. I pushed down onto the cot and lay on top of her. My erect cock was trying to rip apart through my tight underwear and jeans. I squeezed my bulge into the folds of her sari over her vagina. She caught my head and moved it back to her mouth. She put her whole tongue out and I hollowed my mouth and sucked it deep.

We kissed passionately for some more time. She was thrusting her hips into mine. I was thrusting my rock hard cock back when I moved back; she removed the small safety-pin which pinned together her left blouse shoulder and the pallu folds of her sari. I took the safety pin form her and safely put it on the small table nearby. I then removed the pallu. I admired her full bosom, trying to burst out of her bra and blouse. My hands started caressing her full and shapely stomach.

Her brown and polished skin was glowed in the distant neon light from outside. I buried my face into her deep navel, thrust my tongue into its depths and sucked. She let out a moan of pleasure. I sucked the shapely sides of her stomach and moved up. I sucked and squeezed her boobs, over her blouse. My hands traveled to her armpits and I pressed my thumbs into its wetness. I looked into her eyes and sucked her sweat off my salty wet thumb.

Our eyes were filled with primal lust. I couldn’t control myself anymore. I ripped open her blouse and bra. Two luscious, motherly, full, ripe breasts danced in front of my eyes. I just buried my face in between them and I was in heaven. Surrounded by the softest of flesh! I held one of them with both my hands and sucked deeply on the erect, brown nipple with my mouth, I felt the texture of her skin change from soft to slightly smooth.

I used my tongue moved from her breast skin to the dark brown, pug-marked circle around her thick long nipple. My tongue played with the nipple. First tapping them, then trying to press them in, then moving around them and then I sucked hard on the nipple. Like a newborn and hungry for its first taste and I sucked both her breasts, and the valley between them, and her shoulders, and her neck, I sucked on the tip of her jaw. By this time her mouth was thirsty for another kiss and I gave in.

We kissed passionately and she took control now. She rolled on top of me, still kissing then she sat upright on me and her sari raised to her thighs half naked and glowing in the neon light. She caught hold of my shirt and ripped them open in one quick motion. With her long nails she clawed through my hairy chest. She bet down and sucked on my nipples. Her mouth bit my thick shoulder-blades. I could feel the tips of her nipples on my stomach and shoulders.

She kissed me again my arms encircled her and lifted her up. We were sitting up, facing each other and kissing. We hugged each other. I then rolled her over so that she lay on the edge of the bed. Her knees bent down over the edge through the folds of her crumpled sari, now rolled up till her knees, she loosened the knot that held her pavada with one heave and I pulled everything down and threw them on the floor her sari, her pavada and her wet panties.

I stood up and took her right leg in my hands and started sucking her toes. I slowly progressed inward towards her knees and thighs. I kneel down between her thighs. The smell from her slightly hairy vagina was driving me crazy. Like the scent of a flower drives the honeybee crazy for its nectar then my mouth reached heaven! I sucked her vagina with as much passion as I had sucked her mouth before. I sucked gently but deeply.

Her taste in mouth and her smell in my nostrils as my tongue caressed her clitoris, gently, she moaned. She was wiggling in uncontrollable ecstasy. First trying to push me away then trying to push me in deeper and I held tightly onto her thighs with both my hands. My head between her spread legs and I sucked her vagina for some time. Till her taste was completely gone. I couldn’t feel a tinge of saltiness anywhere. She grabbed me and sat up on the edge of the bed.

She then made me stand up and slowly, methodically, she started to unbuckle my belt. She unbuttoned my pants and opened my zipper. My pants fell in a crumpled heap on my feet. She rubbed her hands over the long, bulge in my briefs and pulled them down. My long, erect, cock stood up. I removed the briefs and pants from my feet. I was standing there completely naked. She reached behind me and pulled me closer to her face and sitting on the edge of the bed, she kissed my flat stomach.

I could feel her cheeks on the side of my cock and on its tip I could feel her hair. She slowly kissed my thighs and stomach and started kissing the side of my cock. Then she kissed the tip after that she looked into my eyes and sucked hard on the tip! It was a feeling of uncontrollable ecstasy. I was shivering the whole time. Her tongue was moving all over the tip of my cock sucking, sliding, and rubbing its edge over the edges of my bulged cock head.

It was too much but when I would touch her face, meaning for her to slow down, she would rub it harder! I couldn’t bear it anymore. I held her shoulders and made her stand up. We stood there looking into each other’s eyes. I wanted to make sure that she was ok with this. I was willing to stop if she did not want me to continue but as if to answer my unasked question, she took a step closer, now both our bodies were touching each other, and gave me a strong kiss then she whispered into my ears.

Enter me and I bent down and reached for the condom I had in my wallet. She stopped me and said I don’t want anything between us. I want to feel your skin inside me and I trusted her completely and her eyes told me that she trusted me too. I too realized that I did not want anything between us. I let my wallet fall on the floor and she lay down on the bed. I lay down on top of her and we kissed. My rock hard cock rubbed the walls of her vagina. She started breathing hard. Very gently I pushed it between her vaginal lips. She let out a moan.

I took it out and gently pushed it a bit deeper and I repeated this, slowly, till my entire length was inside her and both of us were one now. We kissed deeply. I could feel her vaginal walls compress on the sides of my long hard cock. She heaved her hips into mine, hinting for me to go faster. I increased my speed but thrust it all the way in each time. She was moaning loudly now and her long nailed fingers scratching my back. Her eyes closed and face stretched in ecstasy.

I pumped my hips to enter her deeper and deeper, faster and faster. She was crying out in ecstasy faster she cried. My full hard cock found new depths of her vagina cum inside me! Cum inside me! I trusted her. I wanted her. I had never felt in such unity ever before in my life. I knew there was only one way we could be one. I would cum inside her. I pumped faster and deeper and harder. Her finger nails scratched my chest. We were both in a haze and our eyes met and we both knew we were going to climax and then we both climaxed!

Together, I came powerfully inside her and suddenly I felt something had just been sucked out of me. I did not remove my cock from inside her vagina. I took her head in both my hands and kissed her deeply and after our climax, we lay in each other’s arms throughout the night. She talking me and listening. She talked about her childhood, her joys and her sorrows and what had led her to that act of desperation. I’ll talk about that in Part 2. If you liked my story you can mail me: [email protected]