Sex is always fascinating and even in sex, nothing is more memorable than your first time. The exchange of that comforting warmth between two bodies is such a pleasurable feeling that nothing beats it.
For a man, to experience the hunger of a sex-starved stranger woman, for which she seeks satiation by exposing the inner cravings of her body is a rarity, at least in the Indian culture, and those who get lucky should cherish such windfall, just like I do.
My first sexual experience was something totally unexpected, I was young, horny, and desperate for sex, but lacked the initiative to grab the opportunities that came my way. Then someone I met, gave me what I needed, without even my asking for it. So much so, that the sex between us initially appeared to be an imposition from her side, which fortunately, gradually turned into a pleasant surprise.
This episode, though more than two decades old, is still absolutely fresh in my memory.
I was at that time a 25-year-old unmarried guy who unfortunately was still a virgin. All my friends had already indulged in sex but despite my strong sex drive, I had very little sexual experience. I wanted it and wanted it really bad, in fact my desire for sex had turned into desperation but despite multiple non-penetrative sexual experiences, I had not fucked a girl so far.
I had gone to Mumbai, to handle a project for few days. Incidentally, another colleague of mine, who though younger than me but is a good friend was also in Mumbai during this time and being because of our mutual liking, we decided to share the hotel room, rather than taking separate rooms.
This was the time when the 'Dance Bars' were allowed to function freely in Mumbai. I had heard a lot about them, but on my own, I could not have gone to one of them, then one day this friend of mine along with another friend of his, from his college days, decided to visit, a Dance Bar in Santa Cruz.
When my friend made this suggestion, I pretended as if I did not want to go to such a place, but when he insisted a little, I too agreed to accompany them.
This was the first time in life, for me to visit such a place, and therefore I was quite tense. I wasn't also sure about these places being legal and therefore a bit apprehensive.
I only agreed to go after repeated assurances from this friend that we were just going there to watch the girls dance and nothing more, would happen.
When we reached there, it was still early evening and things were about beginning. We ordered some snacks and drinks and a few minutes later the actual fun started, when between 20 to 25 girls gradually came on the dance floor and some of them started performing on Bollywood songs. Initially there were some girls, who just stood on the side until a customer indicated to them to dance and offered them some money to do it.
On the face of it, it was a decent place because the girls weren't actually wearing too revealing attire, they were certainly looking sexy and attractive but while doing so, were also following the legal restrictions imposed on them. They had worn their 'Lehngas' (Indian long skirts) incredibly low on their waist and their 'Cholis' (blouses) were also small and deep cut, so as to show-off their cleavage clearly. The girls despite looking extremely alluring were not looking vulgar.
That night, three girls who were young, beautiful & sexy were the flavour of the night, and almost every man in the room was vying for their attention. The most beautiful and sexy among them being Nithya, who was being showered with lots of money, being extremely attractive, she was clearly the leader. Nithya was a few ranks above the rest of the girls, she had lot of attitude as she knew that she possessed all the attributes to make anyone crazy. I am sure that she must have initially come to Mumbai to try her luck in Bollywood but had unfortunately landed to become the Queen of this Dance Bar. She however knew her place, and it reflected very well in her attitude that she was a class apart.
I have always been realistic in my approach and therefore didn't go after any of the sought after girls as I neither had the money nor the inclination to evoke the interest of any of these girls. Most of the young girls were busy making money and were paying attention to only to the clients who had come prepared to spend a fortune, which didn't include me.
I was beginning to feel 'out of place' and awkwardness was setting in, because I didn't have the financial means to buy the attention of these girls, but then my attention went to a mature looking and yet beautiful girl who was clad in light green 'Chania Choli', she seemed lonely, as she waited for someone's attention. She was undoubtedly beautiful, but comparatively older than other girls and also certainly older than me, at least by a few years. The thing common to us was that we were both 'out of place', she because of her age and I because of my spending capacity.
This girl also had stretch marks on her stomach to indicate that she had already been through pregnancy.
As I continued to observe her, she undoubtedly looked sad at being neglected by the customers, who were literally throwing their money on the younger girls. She made a deliberate move to change her expressions to happy, the moment she sensed my gaze on her.
I could somehow relate to her, myself having faced a lot of neglect at times, I knew exactly what this girl or lady, if I may call her that, was feeling. I empathised with her and decided to humour her. When I looked into her eyes directly, her eyes lit up and her lips too blossomed with a beautiful smile, she was very happy that after almost half an hour of waiting, someone had got attracted to her.
She was happy to see me and her feet automatically started moving to the tune of the music, she suddenly became bold and confident as she moved towards me. Her dance and actions ignited some sort of affection and sympathy in my heart for her.
The current that flowed between us made me detached from my surroundings and Neha, as she told me her name later, became my sole focus that night.
Neha Thakur danced only and only for me that night. She was exceptionally talented, and her art was worth the appreciation that she received from me. She danced tirelessly and continuously for more than two hours, I certainly couldn't afford to shower money on her, the way others, who were rich people were showering money on some other girls, but that didn't seem to matter to her, more than the money, she needed some attention and affection, which I offered to her in plenty.
In that crowded marketplace where there was stiff competition among most of the people, Neha and I found our match and became oblivious to the others. We had carved out our own place and Neha and I were completely immersed in each other.
