Happiest New Year: Part 6
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Posted:Feb 6, 2012 3:27 am
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We (me, my wife Jooms and the Kitten (I called her 'the Lioness' in my earlier posts)) left the theatre, walked to the car and the women got into the rear seat and I took the wheel.
I love sun-shine in my eyes and hate the idea of tinting my car windows. It was the new year night and the roads were busy even at 1AM. Every now and then, motorbikes and cars were overtaking us and unknown guys were screaming new year wishes to us. My eyes were all around the car as I was struggling to keep it away from prying eyes as much as possible. With whatever little sneaking peak I could take through the rear view mirror, I knew that the women on the back seat were busy with each other. It looked like Jooms was wearing the pants in their relationship and the Kitten was soon taking off her pants 
I managed to keep them safe and drove into Anna Nagar. While I was busy looking for a dark ally to part the car, Jooms took away Kitten's panties and was going down on her. As soon as I managed to find a dark ally, I switched off the head lights and rolled the car to a dark patch and shut down the engine. Just when I parked, I heard Kitten laughing. "Oh, you are so fast...even I couldn't have done it this fast". Apparently, Jooms had unhooked Kitten's bra in a snap and Kitten took it off through the arm hole of her T-Shirt. By now, T-Shirt was the only piece of clothing that Kitten had on. Both me and Jooms were fully clothed. I was not sure what Jooms was doing to the other woman exactly. But whatever she was doing, it was working. Jooms was driving Kitten to a frenzy.
Of course, we were parked in the road side somewhere in Anna Nagar. Whoever said that Chennai is a sleepy city 
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Happiest New Year: Part 5
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Posted:Feb 6, 2012 3:05 am
Last Updated:May 22, 2024 3:44 am
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I shouldn't have called her the Lioness.
She is one of the most delicate, fragile, warm and friendly thing I can recall. Sure, her lithe body, long limbs and gracious movements remind me of a gazelle or a cheetah. Her warmth, friendliness and keenness in making others happy reminds me of a beautiful puppy dog. Her body, when I held her close, felt like holding a dove in the two palms of my hand. Whereas, her beautiful black hair, combed backwards, certainly reminds me of a Lion. Lion, not a Lioness.
Come to think of it, Lioness is such a wrong name for this one. She is not stocky, ferocious, cruel or domineering like a lioness. She is too friendly to be called a cheetah or a gazelle. Too gracious to be a puppy. And too smart to be a dove. What shall I call her then? Questions...questions...questions! How about 'a kitten'?
Have you ever seen a bunch of kitten play. They are delicate and fragile it is scary to even touch them, as if they would disintegrate right between your fingers. But if you muster the guts and hold them in your hands, they pack in such a small volume, you can't help wondering where do they get all their energy from! Most of the time, they are finicky and keep a safe distance from us humans. But then, if you eventually manage to gather their confidence, they walk up to you, curl into a soft ball and got to sleep....you just can't explain the pleasure one feels right at that moment. The pleasure that comes from knowing that this fragile little thing has eventually decided to trust its life with you.
I guess that trips the ultimate male drive in you, the hunger and determination to protect this little thing at all costs.
So, that is the kitten for you. And I'll call her a Kitten. Not a Lioness.
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Happiest New Year - Part 4
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Posted:Jan 4, 2012 12:00 pm
Last Updated:Aug 1, 2014 6:47 am
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So, we stroll into the movie theatre (PVR, Screen-3) and sit in one of the front rows. Seats were filling fast when we bought the tickets. Lioness sits in between me and Jooms. I was on her left and Jooms was on her right. The movie started and Tom Cruise just escaped from a Russian prison. I moved my hands gently and took Lioness' left on my right. She clenched her fingers on me gently.
I took both my hands and started caressing her left arm. She felt very soft and delicate to touch. And hot! A little while later, I leaned into her ears and suggested that she should reach out to Jooms with her free hand.
I was not sure what they were doing, but I could see that Jooms had both her hands on Lioness' right arm. And a little while later, Lioness took her left arm from me! I decided to let them have some uninterrupted time and withdrew myself to watching the movie. It must have been several minutes, I could see Lioness twisting very lightly, Jooms was half turned towards Lioness and both her hands were on Lioness. I was not sure what she was doing, but I am sure that the guys sitting around us had absolutely no clue!
Time to give the girls a helping hand, I thought. I started caressing Lioness and slowly took my hands under her loose white cotton t-shirt. My hands must have been very cold. I could sense it on Lioness. I let my fingers rest on her soft skin and warm up a bit. Then, I let my fingers roam over her torso. Damn, she felt so soft and delicate. I tried to be discreet and my range of movement was greatly reduced.
Right at that moment, a realization just stuck me: It was difficult to shock this woman! Interesting...! So, I decided to push it up one notch. I moved my hand to her jeans, un-buttened it and pulled the zipper all the way down. Lioness took her handbag and kept it on her lap so the movement of my hand would be hidden. She was still not shocked. I like this woman!
I moved my hand inside her panties and she slid down her seat and spread her legs gently. In the meanwhile, Jooms her hand moving all over her body. I started moving my fingers inside her panties. She was sopping wet. I pulled one of Jooms' hands into Lioness' panties and took mine out. Now, Lioness was twisting more than ever. I brought my hand to me nostrils and inhaled her musky aroma from my fingers. Oh yeah, the guys sitting all around us still had no clue as to what was going on!!
I took my hands back to Lioness and took it underneath her t-shirt. Jooms was working vigorously inside her panties and I wanted to support her as much as possible. I moved my hands all over and culminated with cupping her breasts over her bra.
A little while later, Lioness sat up. From the body language of both the women, it became obvious that they finished playing. Lioness buttened up her trousers. After we dropped Lioness, Jooms told me that Lioness had a moaning orgasm, right in the middle of a packed cinema!!!
I was inhaling the musk on my fingers when we walked to the car. On drive back home, we got much more outrageous? That started with both Jooms and Lioness getting into the rear seat!
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Happiest New Year - Part 3
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Posted:Jan 1, 2012 11:17 am
Last Updated:Jan 20, 2012 10:15 am
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Dinner was delicious and having Lioness around was very, very de-stressing for both me and Jooms.
Before I go further, you need to know something about Lioness. Despite the name I chose, Lioness is one of the friendliest and warmest persons we have known. I called her Lioness because she happens to be a Leo (Zodiac) and she has beautiful black hair that is just as sexy as a lion's mane! Other than these two attributes, she is hardly a lioness. She is slim, very soft and delicate, almost fragile, has lovely soft lips, talks very slow and soft, dresses up well, has beautiful big black eyes and a tight body that would beat most twenty something girl hands down. Lioness was in her early forties.
Though she is soft spoken and easy going, she transform into a real lioness in the bed. Believe me, I saw it happening during this new year eve.
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Happiest New Year - Part 2
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Posted:Jan 1, 2012 8:15 am
Last Updated:Jan 4, 2012 9:58 am
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Towards the evening, I called Jooms. She was out shopping with her cousins (T.Nagar area) and asked her if she could join me for a coffee (Ispahani Coffee Day).
While waiting for her, I thought I'd give a call to one of our friends, let's call her Lioness, and find out how she's been keeping. As luck would have it, even she was house bound. Would she care to join us for a dinner, I asked.
Me and Jooms had met Lioness once earlier and we all agreed to meet for another dinner before we took our relationship any further. So, Lioness said "why not, will Jooms be comfortable". Little did she realize that Jooms was just as eager to meet up with Lioness as I was.
We all agreed to meet up in a shopping mall (Skywalk) in a couple of hours, have a dinner and drive back home. But then again, Jooms was in a equally pissed off mood about the cancelled new year bash and we decided to go to the a movie (MI-4, Screen 3, PVR) after the dinner. I called Lioness, who was on the way, and asked her if she would care to join us for the movie. She would.
So, we bought three tickets.
Lioness arrived a little while later and we chose a restaurant in the mall for our dinner.
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Happiest New Year - Part 1
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Posted:Jan 1, 2012 8:07 am
Last Updated:Aug 1, 2014 6:39 am
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Like all folks, me (Dru/m) and Jooms/f are masters in making our life unnecessarily dull. Years ago, we have told ourselves that we will always spend our new year with the family. So, no swinging-orgy-high-sea-cruises for us on the 31st December night.
We usually meet up with our muggle (non-swingers) friends, drink cheap whine, talk about bulging waist lines, crack recycled jokes, carefully skirt around all controversial and interesting topics, shake hands and greet each other when the clock strikes 12 and then meekly disburse one after another, hoping against hope that the cops don't pull a breathalyser test. On the 1st January, I usually prefer to spend the day contemplating (don't even ask) and hanging around with the .
As you can see, our new year eves are pretty bleak. But we endure them year after year for some mysterious reason.
And then, this new year eve, things just got worse. The venue where we were planning to meet got bashed up by a minor hurricane that flirted with the city a couple of days ago. On 31st morning, the friend of us who would have been our host, called us up and said "no go". For the past couple of weeks, I had been stewing in plenty of work stress with no time for unwinding and I was so looking forward to this muggle-meet. Now, even that is not to be. Oh God, I lamented, how bad can it get!!
Little did I know that it was a blessing in disguise
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