Ecstasy

It was my first night! 
every thing was alright! 
I was waiting for 
my bridegroom. 
just then, someone 
entered my room. 
He slightly smiled 
and made me unveil. 
I closed my eyes. 
He seemed to me wise. 

he whispered, 'so sweet! ' 
its our first night to meet. 
He embraced me and have 
a sweet kiss on my lips. 
and began to exploring me, 
with his finger-tips. 

my heart began to throb, 
as his hands slid into my robe. 
he unhooked my bra and got it down, 
I couldn't stop him to do so, 
my voice became very low, 
he was blowing his fingers very slow. 
I let him do all that he wanted, 
knowing that I had to be hunted. 

So, I was lying silent, 
he was getting violent, 
riding me, kissing, rubbing 
and exploring all over my body well, 
that made me extremely excited 
and unwell. 

during all these activities, 
I had become full of ecstasy, 
and closed my eyes, 
letting my body loosed. 
then, he, last technique used. 
he stroked in me something hard. 
I don't know, what happened afterward. 

an unbearable part of his body was, 
penetrated with a violent thrust into mine. 
that made him very fine. 
he appeared to be very pleased 
during all of his doings, 
I just remained silent, unconscious and torn. 
he had become wild, striking me with his blunt horn. 

he continued entering his horn in and out 
all the night long many a times, no doubt. 
And ultimately, I too, co-operated him well 
and enjoyed fully this dreadful task. 
I had, now, become a flower from a bud. 
a lady from an untouched virgin. 
I delighted too much, which I couldn't imagine. 
then, like a satisfied bride, I enjoyed entirely. 

when I woke up in the morning, 
he was gone out of the room. 
I murmured, ' so early? ' 
Where would have he gone and why? 

All the day long, I waited for him, 
but he came back to my room, 
in the night, but this was not he, 
whom I shared with, my first night. 

I stared at him, before I say something, 
He said, ' I am sorry, I am ashamed of myself.. 
yesternight, my best friend was with you. 
Don't you like to know, why? 
Because, I am quite unable for you. 
I didn't want you have dissatisfied. 
Excuse me please! ' your heart is wide.' 

'O.K.! I will excuse you in one condition. 
you won't repeat this mistake in future.' 
He agreed, but, said, ' Then...? ' 
' No then, you are a grown-up man! ' 
I said and kissed him strongly. 

The night came... 
the clock struck 12. 
I whispered into his ear, 
' listen to me, my dear. 
To-night, you are a bride, 
and I am a bridegroom.' 
I will do all that a husband does, 
with his wife in the first night. 

and in real, I did all that was, 
done with me, by his friend. 
I noticed, soon but slowly, 
his maleness began to move 
and moved into hardness. 
the same hardness that I had, 
ever felt yesternight in his friend. 

I explored and rubbed 
all his body gently, 
again and again... 
I touched the place, that was main. 
and within a short time, 
he was turned to his maleness, 
too hard, too excited and too strong. 
I told him there was the lack of 
his confidence and nothing else. 
Thus, my husband's confidence 
came back to him. 

Yet, some times, 
I use to behave with him 
like a husband, 
and use him 
as he is my newly bride

By Rani Madhubala