Himmilicious's Blog, page 20
June 6, 2013
May 31, 2013
THE DATE (A Romantic Scene)
I was just laying by his side and he, as usual busy with his Facebook account.My head was on his lap and my hair spread all over his thighs, closed eyes and mind lost in his favourite trance music.
Great moments, to save in the folder of deep down memories.
So much of peace and relaxation I get on his well toned thighs!Tight muscles and long legs. But I, naughty.
How can I let him take his attention on some white Chick showing her curves on Facebook.. Huh..?
With a smile I just slid my hand in his shorts and moved up from his thighs.I knew it tickles him a lot and I succeeded in diverting his mind towards me..
"Hey.. Stop it.. It tickles you know.."
He said in a giggling voice, and I started teasing him, making him laugh with the tickle and I started laughing too.
Room was dipped in the laughs and Sounds of pillow fights.
But my hunk is supposed to rule over me and my body.
After a chase he finally grabbed me into his arms and clutched my wrist at the back. My breast was hugging his chest and I was still giggling.
We were enjoying the moment.
He tightened up his hold..
"Ouch.. Baby it hurts”
“Acha..? Let it pain..! I want to give you some pain tonight.."
and he again tickled me to make me laugh.
"Oh.. No.. No.. No.. Baby please.. Please.. Sorry I won't do it.. Leave me"
giggle in my voice and that lovable pain in my wrist was pleasurable.
I've started feeling his hot breathes on my collar bone. He was too near to me and his lips were on my ears.
He kissed my ears and whispered
"I want to make love Aaliyah"
our environment was no more surrounded with laughs, and the trance seems to be faded out as we started looking into each other's eyes.
"I want the chase..” Said I with mynaughty smile..
“ Get me..” I continued... “I want to be wild..”
With no shame in the eyes but a deep desire to kick the outer world and get lost in the pleasure I asked him.
But his smile while looking deep in my eyes made me blush, as if he's saying
"My cat wants to be wild tonight.."
No doubts, he has the most adorable smile I've ever seen in my life.
..And he lowered his face towards my lips.
..And as desired, the chase, I moved my face and denied the kiss.
But I forgot, I'm still into his muscular arms and my hands were cuffed at my back with my bossom hitting hisbroad chest.
He tried kissing me again.. Once again, naughtily, I moved my face off.
"You can run, you can hide, but you can't escape my love" He ‘Enriqued’ and jumped on the bed taking me in his arms.
“Ouch” was the all, I could say, as the action was quick, but actually who cares about it now?
He started kissing my neck..
Oh his Kisses.. The way he licks my neck actually drives me crazy..
Accelerated heart beats by his small bites all over my shoulder and his kisses wet in hot breaths over my ears gave me Goosebumps..
He kissed my cheeks.. And rolled his tongue over my chin and said while invading the cave, sensuously and slowly..
"Aaliyah.. You're awesome to taste.."
Great moments, to save in the folder of deep down memories. So much of peace and relaxation I get on his well toned thighs!Tight muscles and long legs. But I, naughty.
How can I let him take his attention on some white Chick showing her curves on Facebook.. Huh..?
With a smile I just slid my hand in his shorts and moved up from his thighs.I knew it tickles him a lot and I succeeded in diverting his mind towards me..
"Hey.. Stop it.. It tickles you know.."
He said in a giggling voice, and I started teasing him, making him laugh with the tickle and I started laughing too.
Room was dipped in the laughs and Sounds of pillow fights.
But my hunk is supposed to rule over me and my body.
After a chase he finally grabbed me into his arms and clutched my wrist at the back. My breast was hugging his chest and I was still giggling.
We were enjoying the moment.
He tightened up his hold..
"Ouch.. Baby it hurts”
“Acha..? Let it pain..! I want to give you some pain tonight.."
and he again tickled me to make me laugh.
"Oh.. No.. No.. No.. Baby please.. Please.. Sorry I won't do it.. Leave me"
giggle in my voice and that lovable pain in my wrist was pleasurable.
I've started feeling his hot breathes on my collar bone. He was too near to me and his lips were on my ears.
He kissed my ears and whispered
"I want to make love Aaliyah"
our environment was no more surrounded with laughs, and the trance seems to be faded out as we started looking into each other's eyes.
"I want the chase..” Said I with mynaughty smile..
“ Get me..” I continued... “I want to be wild..”
With no shame in the eyes but a deep desire to kick the outer world and get lost in the pleasure I asked him.
But his smile while looking deep in my eyes made me blush, as if he's saying
"My cat wants to be wild tonight.."
No doubts, he has the most adorable smile I've ever seen in my life.
..And he lowered his face towards my lips.
..And as desired, the chase, I moved my face and denied the kiss.
But I forgot, I'm still into his muscular arms and my hands were cuffed at my back with my bossom hitting hisbroad chest.
He tried kissing me again.. Once again, naughtily, I moved my face off.
"You can run, you can hide, but you can't escape my love" He ‘Enriqued’ and jumped on the bed taking me in his arms.
“Ouch” was the all, I could say, as the action was quick, but actually who cares about it now?
He started kissing my neck..
Oh his Kisses.. The way he licks my neck actually drives me crazy..
Accelerated heart beats by his small bites all over my shoulder and his kisses wet in hot breaths over my ears gave me Goosebumps..
He kissed my cheeks.. And rolled his tongue over my chin and said while invading the cave, sensuously and slowly..
"Aaliyah.. You're awesome to taste.."
May 30, 2013
THE DATE (Aliah"s neighbour)
Sounds awkward but yes, I was interested in him too.
Saw him growing, playing and falling down, hurt and shattered.
No doubts it was a two way feeling, but maybe the destinations were different.
He was interested in the “two mountains and the juicy strawberry” and I was towards his mind.
It’s a human nature to find out strange things. So as I was interested to find out , not about him, But the question was..
“Why me?”
Yeah, it was strange for me because he was just 15 or maybe 16, Considered to be a “grown up” kid. But yet he was a kid to me.
Let me clarify, I did not want to be an adolescent psychologist, else would have consulted some great people with weird names hard to spell.
It started with the day I saw him staring at me. I too, as usual passed a smile..
“Montu, how are you?? Didn’t go to school? He said “No, Aaliya, Good Morning!”
Aliyah!!! Woah! He never addressed me by my name.
I was a bit shocked and uncomfortable, so, I thought not to give it a weight.
I noticed him many times staring at me, usually when I am in my nightgown, just the gown, in the morning, come out to take the newspaper.
He never missed any day without waving at me while going to school. I wasn’t aware of the evening when his mother came to our home to invite us for Montu’s birthday.
Gosh! I didn’t know it was his birthday, didn’t purchase any gift either.
So, I went to his place bare handed. “ Happy birthday Montu!!” and I hugged him.
Strange that he hugged me too tightly for a long that people around started staring at us. I felt like he was taking a feel to touch me. Or maybe I am wrong.
Saw him growing, playing and falling down, hurt and shattered.
No doubts it was a two way feeling, but maybe the destinations were different.
He was interested in the “two mountains and the juicy strawberry” and I was towards his mind.
It’s a human nature to find out strange things. So as I was interested to find out , not about him, But the question was..
“Why me?”
Yeah, it was strange for me because he was just 15 or maybe 16, Considered to be a “grown up” kid. But yet he was a kid to me.
Let me clarify, I did not want to be an adolescent psychologist, else would have consulted some great people with weird names hard to spell.
It started with the day I saw him staring at me. I too, as usual passed a smile..
“Montu, how are you?? Didn’t go to school? He said “No, Aaliya, Good Morning!”
Aliyah!!! Woah! He never addressed me by my name.
I was a bit shocked and uncomfortable, so, I thought not to give it a weight.
I noticed him many times staring at me, usually when I am in my nightgown, just the gown, in the morning, come out to take the newspaper.
He never missed any day without waving at me while going to school. I wasn’t aware of the evening when his mother came to our home to invite us for Montu’s birthday.
Gosh! I didn’t know it was his birthday, didn’t purchase any gift either.
So, I went to his place bare handed. “ Happy birthday Montu!!” and I hugged him.
Strange that he hugged me too tightly for a long that people around started staring at us. I felt like he was taking a feel to touch me. Or maybe I am wrong.
THE DATE (confession after the proposal)
Unbelievable for me..
I pinch myself but felt the pain, Means I'm not at all dreaming and in my senses..
But.. How can it happen to me? I'm astonished to see myself in love again..
Never thought I would love someone so madly like this..
I've decided to leave everything but not him..
Yes I'm confessing to myself.. I love him too much.. After so many years almost a decade I've got the same feeling the same fear to lose my love..
I don't wanna die again.. I can't die.. I'm not left to die anymore.. It's a really confusing situation..
Not confusing but I'm scared, because I've staked everything upon him.
My name, my dreams, my happiness even my life.. I don't know what I saw in him..
The truth is I never wanted a guy like him.. I mean he's totally opposite to my imaginations..
But he's the best.. No other could ever be like him. I won't let anyone be better than him he's my number one and I will make him the ace by my support my love and my care.
Am I building castles? What happened to me?
I'm not a person like this..
I Was dead so why that day he said he Loves me?
He shouldn't have loved me that day. Shouldn't have got tears in his eyes, shouldn't have given my soul..
I love you..
I pinch myself but felt the pain, Means I'm not at all dreaming and in my senses..
But.. How can it happen to me? I'm astonished to see myself in love again..
Never thought I would love someone so madly like this..
I've decided to leave everything but not him..
Yes I'm confessing to myself.. I love him too much.. After so many years almost a decade I've got the same feeling the same fear to lose my love..
I don't wanna die again.. I can't die.. I'm not left to die anymore.. It's a really confusing situation..
Not confusing but I'm scared, because I've staked everything upon him.
My name, my dreams, my happiness even my life.. I don't know what I saw in him..
The truth is I never wanted a guy like him.. I mean he's totally opposite to my imaginations..
But he's the best.. No other could ever be like him. I won't let anyone be better than him he's my number one and I will make him the ace by my support my love and my care.
Am I building castles? What happened to me?
I'm not a person like this..
I Was dead so why that day he said he Loves me?
He shouldn't have loved me that day. Shouldn't have got tears in his eyes, shouldn't have given my soul..
I love you..
THE DATE #scene
...Stripping down her shyness,
He looked into her eyes and asked for permission to hold her in his arms and snatch every moment of that time..
Standing aside the window, she was half lean to the window pane and in white cotton Kurta his broad chest and abs were peeping out because of the rain, washing Aaliyah's face and making her man more seductive.. "You look gorgeous in wet hair, when these locks touch your pink lips" said Arjun in whispering voice..
She could feel the warmth of his breaths on her neck.
" As if you've never seen me like this.. What's so special today..?" she said giving herself some space!!!
..Arjun held Aaliyah's waist and turned her face towards him.. He could feel her high breaths and raised eyebrow..
She knew what's gonna be the next step..
"bheeg gaye ho.. Beemar pad jaoge.. Change ka...."
"stop being my mom,girl.!!!.
He left her unspoken.. Indeed the cold wind was giving them goosebumps but they were enjoying it..
He looked into her eyes and asked for permission to hold her in his arms and snatch every moment of that time..
Standing aside the window, she was half lean to the window pane and in white cotton Kurta his broad chest and abs were peeping out because of the rain, washing Aaliyah's face and making her man more seductive.. "You look gorgeous in wet hair, when these locks touch your pink lips" said Arjun in whispering voice..
She could feel the warmth of his breaths on her neck.
" As if you've never seen me like this.. What's so special today..?" she said giving herself some space!!!
..Arjun held Aaliyah's waist and turned her face towards him.. He could feel her high breaths and raised eyebrow..
She knew what's gonna be the next step..
"bheeg gaye ho.. Beemar pad jaoge.. Change ka...."
"stop being my mom,girl.!!!.
He left her unspoken.. Indeed the cold wind was giving them goosebumps but they were enjoying it..
THE DATE (Meet Aliyah)
.. As I entered, felt like I got strangulated by the smoke house. Chilled Fog outside and hot smoke inside..
I could see some blurred faces with a burning Ciggy attached to their lips, some couples over the couches smooching and playing with each other's body..
Interesting lesbian couple lost in their lip-lock and showing the middle finger to the ppl in the club!!
"Uff.. God damn! It's all about being high.. Say its alcohol, smoke, joints, or sex.."
Ha-ha.. Even you get high from watching all this shït.. Interesting shït..
No doubts she was looking hot in her denim skirt with skin hugging deep neck, which was forcing men around her to see the valley between the mountains..
"Gosh she's a hot stuff...!!!"
Some whispering compliment melted into my ears about her..
"Her....?" Who's she.. Aliyah I'm talking about..
The girl who dragged me to the club.. Her 6 inches Aldo, no doubts, can high any man's breaths and the smile and spark she carries in her eyes..
Damn.. Force men to approach her.. And it happened So..
A tall muscular guy wearing a white skin fit and a leather jacket approached her..
And bitchy me.. Winked at her and said..
"Bull is coming to hit you babe.. But beware!
Your man called up! He shall be here within a few minutes..!!!
I always loved the gesture of greeting by Aliyah's man..
He always Kisses her neck in public .. May be he Loves to show off the public display of affection.. And indeed it makes me smile.. The wicked smile..
I could see some blurred faces with a burning Ciggy attached to their lips, some couples over the couches smooching and playing with each other's body..
Interesting lesbian couple lost in their lip-lock and showing the middle finger to the ppl in the club!!
"Uff.. God damn! It's all about being high.. Say its alcohol, smoke, joints, or sex.."
Ha-ha.. Even you get high from watching all this shït.. Interesting shït..
No doubts she was looking hot in her denim skirt with skin hugging deep neck, which was forcing men around her to see the valley between the mountains..
"Gosh she's a hot stuff...!!!"
Some whispering compliment melted into my ears about her..
"Her....?" Who's she.. Aliyah I'm talking about..
The girl who dragged me to the club.. Her 6 inches Aldo, no doubts, can high any man's breaths and the smile and spark she carries in her eyes..
Damn.. Force men to approach her.. And it happened So..
A tall muscular guy wearing a white skin fit and a leather jacket approached her..
And bitchy me.. Winked at her and said..
"Bull is coming to hit you babe.. But beware!
Your man called up! He shall be here within a few minutes..!!!
I always loved the gesture of greeting by Aliyah's man..
He always Kisses her neck in public .. May be he Loves to show off the public display of affection.. And indeed it makes me smile.. The wicked smile..
Ho gaye, Uske hum..
kabhi socha na tha yu hum beh jayenge..
kisi shakhs se hum ye keh jayenge..
aaj se mere saare shabd hain tumhare naam..
mere din,
raat ye subah aur shaam,
hum, yu, aise kisi ke ho jayenge...
uski muhobbat me kho kar,
uski yaado me so kar,
hum to aaj ro gaye..
bas itna samajh lo yaaro....
hum toh kisi k ho gaye.....
kisi shakhs se hum ye keh jayenge..
aaj se mere saare shabd hain tumhare naam..
mere din,
raat ye subah aur shaam,
hum, yu, aise kisi ke ho jayenge...
uski muhobbat me kho kar,
uski yaado me so kar,
hum to aaj ro gaye..
bas itna samajh lo yaaro....
hum toh kisi k ho gaye.....
My Horny pen..
Sometimes I think to write something else, but every time I unzip and take out my pen, it writes about you..
At times I don't understand you choke my thoughts or strangulate my mind..
Whenever I try to turn on my thoughts to produce an orgasmic write-up..
Your face, your smile, your silly talks come in my mind and I end up writing about you only..
I wanna play with my words..
I wanna seduce my paper with the things running in my mind..
I wanna fondle those pleasure points of my writing where one feels like a cut out of the world..
The act, the play, and the foreplay I wanna do it with my words..
But every time I undress my pen and lay it on the core body of my notebook it ejaculates you..
Your name.. Your every single style.. My mind is pregnant with ideas..
But at the end I always find.. It's you..
And when the write-up is complete..
What do I find..?
Two numb bodies.. My pen and my mind breathing high..
Can't move.. Yet in each others love..
Let me work my love..
Let me write..
Don't play with my mind and pen.. Don't seduce my brain..
Don't turn my words on and take them on the peak..
Don't make me flaunt and scream in my writings..
Let me write something else..
Let me think something else..
So very in love with you.. "you" the subject of my life..
At times I don't understand you choke my thoughts or strangulate my mind..
Whenever I try to turn on my thoughts to produce an orgasmic write-up..
Your face, your smile, your silly talks come in my mind and I end up writing about you only..
I wanna play with my words..
I wanna seduce my paper with the things running in my mind..
I wanna fondle those pleasure points of my writing where one feels like a cut out of the world..
The act, the play, and the foreplay I wanna do it with my words..
But every time I undress my pen and lay it on the core body of my notebook it ejaculates you..
Your name.. Your every single style.. My mind is pregnant with ideas..
But at the end I always find.. It's you..
And when the write-up is complete..
What do I find..?
Two numb bodies.. My pen and my mind breathing high..
Can't move.. Yet in each others love..
Let me work my love..
Let me write..
Don't play with my mind and pen.. Don't seduce my brain..
Don't turn my words on and take them on the peak..
Don't make me flaunt and scream in my writings..
Let me write something else..
Let me think something else..
So very in love with you.. "you" the subject of my life..
THE DATE (Silent Proposal..)
Strange..
Damn strange...
Was that decision impulsive..?? I barely knew him for two weeks.. Tough.. A tough man he is.. Hard to fall for anyone, may say emotionless, heartless.. People used to call him a heart-breaker...
Just one blink.. And cupid struck..????
He was laying on the bed and I was sitting on him... Smiling.. Without any feeling of being with a strange person.. Both of us weren't even having a feel of getting intimate... Didn't even feel like kissing...
It was just a comfort, a relaxing peace that connected us.. Indeed after a long time.. Usually when a hot male and sexy female meets the get indulge in love making... Yes.. We too made love.. We allowed our souls to get intimate.. And our bodies haven't even had the feel of touching each other.... Sitting on him...
I was staring in his eyes... Having a lot of questions in my mind.. Having a battle between the blood pumping machine and body controlling faculty.. It was a feeling that two bodies get after making out.. Numbness.. Energy-less.. Gained serenity and peace...
I laid my half body on him.. And he hugged me.. Fondling his fingers in my silky hair.. I could feel the warmth of his peaceful breathes... We didn't say anything.. I guess there was nothing to speak.. What to say..??
Seemed words are worthless.. And have no values when our eyes were speaking... We forgot where we are.. Where we had to go... Who is around.. It was just he and I.. He broke the silence and said..
" Baby.. You are the most beautiful thing happened to me after a long time.. Thank you.."
I could see the truth scrolling down from the corner of his eyes, making his beautiful lashes wet and eyes red.. I was choked.. To get this never expected moment... He was waiting for a response.. not reply... And I responded.. By touching his lips with mine and took him to my world... I felt like no words could reply to this moment.. At times action speaks louder than words.. This is the way he proposed me.. And that is the way I said yes.. Miles to go, by holding his hands.. Not letting his step back of a fall from his journey.. I am his power, I am his support, I am his wings to make him fly high... I am nobody else.. Just his soul..
Damn strange...
Was that decision impulsive..?? I barely knew him for two weeks.. Tough.. A tough man he is.. Hard to fall for anyone, may say emotionless, heartless.. People used to call him a heart-breaker...
Just one blink.. And cupid struck..????
He was laying on the bed and I was sitting on him... Smiling.. Without any feeling of being with a strange person.. Both of us weren't even having a feel of getting intimate... Didn't even feel like kissing...
It was just a comfort, a relaxing peace that connected us.. Indeed after a long time.. Usually when a hot male and sexy female meets the get indulge in love making... Yes.. We too made love.. We allowed our souls to get intimate.. And our bodies haven't even had the feel of touching each other.... Sitting on him...
I was staring in his eyes... Having a lot of questions in my mind.. Having a battle between the blood pumping machine and body controlling faculty.. It was a feeling that two bodies get after making out.. Numbness.. Energy-less.. Gained serenity and peace...
I laid my half body on him.. And he hugged me.. Fondling his fingers in my silky hair.. I could feel the warmth of his peaceful breathes... We didn't say anything.. I guess there was nothing to speak.. What to say..??
Seemed words are worthless.. And have no values when our eyes were speaking... We forgot where we are.. Where we had to go... Who is around.. It was just he and I.. He broke the silence and said..
" Baby.. You are the most beautiful thing happened to me after a long time.. Thank you.."
I could see the truth scrolling down from the corner of his eyes, making his beautiful lashes wet and eyes red.. I was choked.. To get this never expected moment... He was waiting for a response.. not reply... And I responded.. By touching his lips with mine and took him to my world... I felt like no words could reply to this moment.. At times action speaks louder than words.. This is the way he proposed me.. And that is the way I said yes.. Miles to go, by holding his hands.. Not letting his step back of a fall from his journey.. I am his power, I am his support, I am his wings to make him fly high... I am nobody else.. Just his soul..
Because That's obvious!
Here's Something "obvious" to have a look, think, understand and enjoy!
I literally burst out into laughter whenever I discuss this thing with my friend.
Though I do not comment but take it as a quite obvious behaviour.
She has almost 4500+ friends on Facebook and most of them are television celebrities, Known Professional of respective fields, Authors and Large-small screen luminaries, who maintain their public/social profiles to communicate with people and other professionals.
Then, Whenever she watches a particular face on screen or any particular author's book in a bookshop, her usual dialogue is,
"Haan-Haan Janti Hoon Isey, Yahan Bhabhi ka role karti hai, aur facebook pe Mini skirt pehen kar ladko ke sath photo khinchwaati hai" (Yeah, I know her, on screen she plays the character of a noble woman but on Facebook she uploads her half nude picture surrounded by men)
Or for some author, " Oh please, who will read his/her book, She is added in my profile and I have seen the kiddish comments and the way they all play on Facebook, not sophisticated at all, who made them authors? Huh!"
Sometimes I get pissed off and find it absurd.
What I have noticed, After getting access to somewhat personal lives of these celebrities, people tend to make stories and make up their minds.
They need to understand, Celebrities are normal human beings excelled in their professional fields.
Adding on Facebook doesn't mean that the person has added you into his/her life as well.
I do not mean to sound arrogant here but Seriously? Ain't that funny?
The way they start talking to the "known faces" Like they have given permission to barge into their personal lives.
The language changes from "Aap" to "Tu" and If the "face" doesn't respond/interact, stories are created.
Well, Honestly it doesn't matter, because by the time celebrities are 'used to' for it and they eventually laugh at this stupidity.
Happens, haven't you noticed, usually people after joining the gym and getting trained for six months, start considering themselves as gym trainers and suggest others the diet plans and exercises..
The same way, they start considering themselves "Actors and Authors" no matter, if their ribs can visibly be counted or they say " I am a writer because I have read many books."
I literally burst out into laughter whenever I discuss this thing with my friend.Though I do not comment but take it as a quite obvious behaviour.
She has almost 4500+ friends on Facebook and most of them are television celebrities, Known Professional of respective fields, Authors and Large-small screen luminaries, who maintain their public/social profiles to communicate with people and other professionals.
Then, Whenever she watches a particular face on screen or any particular author's book in a bookshop, her usual dialogue is,
"Haan-Haan Janti Hoon Isey, Yahan Bhabhi ka role karti hai, aur facebook pe Mini skirt pehen kar ladko ke sath photo khinchwaati hai" (Yeah, I know her, on screen she plays the character of a noble woman but on Facebook she uploads her half nude picture surrounded by men)
Or for some author, " Oh please, who will read his/her book, She is added in my profile and I have seen the kiddish comments and the way they all play on Facebook, not sophisticated at all, who made them authors? Huh!"
Sometimes I get pissed off and find it absurd.
What I have noticed, After getting access to somewhat personal lives of these celebrities, people tend to make stories and make up their minds.
They need to understand, Celebrities are normal human beings excelled in their professional fields.
Adding on Facebook doesn't mean that the person has added you into his/her life as well.
I do not mean to sound arrogant here but Seriously? Ain't that funny?
The way they start talking to the "known faces" Like they have given permission to barge into their personal lives.
The language changes from "Aap" to "Tu" and If the "face" doesn't respond/interact, stories are created.
Well, Honestly it doesn't matter, because by the time celebrities are 'used to' for it and they eventually laugh at this stupidity.
Happens, haven't you noticed, usually people after joining the gym and getting trained for six months, start considering themselves as gym trainers and suggest others the diet plans and exercises..
The same way, they start considering themselves "Actors and Authors" no matter, if their ribs can visibly be counted or they say " I am a writer because I have read many books."
