BEFORE THE AFTERTASTE

It was second nature to loath the summertime, even fear it. Doses of saturated propaganda felt thrown in her face. There were shorts, singlets, bikinis, melted frozen treats, UV rays, sweat. So much sweat. At times, childhood felt like a distressing montage of sandy socks and getting changed in public toilets.

Like a broken branch, the time comes when it isn’t school holidays anymore, it’s just warmer days.Summertime is a self-led season, like every other once you move to the city to study. The time comes to decide what tomorrow holds, and be the one to follow through.

She’s going to order regrettable milkshakes watch classic movies she should’ve seen before try to reignite old hobbies darn socks paint walls press flowers bake pies play charades talk to her grandparents about their ancestors burn through the money she made doing a thankless job avoid her reflection to keep from shattering the illusion get into stupid arguments and herself she’s a bad person reacquaint with hometown friends and cousins that used to intimidate her watch the freckles reappear hear laughter from the other room listen to Lorde, lots of Lorde.

By bus, plane or train, she’ll spend days in the sun with the people she loves. She goes by foot when she has to. Her lips will become crusty with a blend of saltwater, sweat, and SPF 3000. There are days when she feels like she doesn’t know anything, like a child amongst her friends. Other days her brain shrieks that we’re all getting old too fast. She writes about both, a lot.

It will all be over soon enough, might as well greet the sun when you can.

What brings me pleasure when I am in bed?

Pleasure is when my girlfriend exhales her breath on my face as I suck her lower lip by locking my lips around it.

It refers to the currents of pleasure I feel all over me when she rubs her pussy all over the veins on my forearms.

It’s what I feel when my partner puts her upper lip into the space between my upper lip and my upper teeth, and simultaneously places her lower lip in the space between my lower lip and lower teeth, and her tongue on my upper palate, and rubs my upper palate with her tongue, using fast rapid stroke, and exhales all the breath she’s been storing in her lungs as she does all of these.

I love it when my shoulder line is bitten by her. I love to f*ck the space between her breasts (indulge in mammary sex) until I climax right there.

Pleasure is when I suck on her nipples really well and tickle the area around her pussy before going on to give her cunnilingus.

I love to holding her neck and cup her breasts during sex as well.

I love rubbing ice cubes all over her during sex and love it when she rubs them all over me.

It’s very pleasurable when she tickles me all over and I love to tickle her to a full body orgasm (yes, men and women are capable of orgasming just by being tickled all over if it’s done for the right amount of time).

Pleasure is when she deep throats my cock for a long time.

It’s what I feel when she blows her warm breath all over me as I f*ck her with long, fast and hard thrusts, with my dick in its entirety going in and out of her pussy with every stroke.

It’s when I execute four such thrusts per second.

It’s when such hard, fast sex with long thrusts sounds like running in flip flops.

Pleasure is when I spit into her mouth and she spits this combination of our salivae back into mine and this keeps going on until the amount of saliva in our mouths snowballs into too much for us to hold, and we end up swallowing this combination of our salivae.

Ratan Abhijeet Sharma