The PR Agent
* Note : Contains Explicit Sexual Content
Zarina woke up with a dull headache. She had spent a late night researching marketing opportunities for her company Zylo and smoked way too many cigarettes. Given the recession, revenues had slowed down considerably and the bills just kept piling up. She looked at the clock. 5.45 am and just under three hours of sleep. She thought of Mallika. Her head hurt again. It had been six months since they had broken up. But imagining Mallika’s face – her long eyelashes, the gentle fluttering of them while she slept – still made the bottom fall out of Zarina’s stomach. Fuck! Mallika was seeing someone else. How could she? After all they had shared?
Zarina forced herself out of bed, chanting her Buddhist chant. Buddhism had helped her recover some of the self-esteem she had lost after the break-up. She had always considered herself to be beautiful, smart, successful. Any man or woman would give an arm and a leg to be with her. But Mallika changed everything from the moment she walked through the door. Until that moment, Zarina didn’t know what love could feel like. She had always been the strong one. But Mallika’s delicate features, her sexy smile…God! What Zarina wouldn’t do to taste Mallika in her mouth again. That sweet salty taste of paradise.
Today, Zarina had to meet a PR Agent in Bandra. Padmini was one of the best in town and worked for lifestyle companies. She was also the page 3 type who showed up with a different boyfriend at every event, looking gorgeous of course. She had given Zarina the run-a-round for weeks. Zarina had to go to this meeting prepared. People like Padmini didn’t fuck around. They meant business. Getting a PR Agent like Padmini could turn her company around. Zarina pushed thoughts of Mallika out of her mind. That bitch!
Zarina did her chanting, took a shower, made her morning chai, read the paper. The writing was shit as always. If she didn’t have to run an art management company, Zarina swore she would have been a journalist. Teach these fuckers how to write. Fed up with bad language, she logged onto the internet. The New York Times. Ah! Real reporting! She called her cousin in Ohio and spent a good hour and fifteen minutes bitching about her ex.
Zarina looked at her watch. Shit! She had to get ready. She pored over her closet. What to wear? Finally she decided on a red denim skirt and a black sleeveless top. Heels or flats? Flats she decided. At five feet and 7 inches she was already taller than the average Indian woman. Padmini was sexy, but short. Zarina didn’t want to intimidate her.
9.45am. Salt Water Café. Bandra. Zarina was early. Padmini was due to arrive at 10am. She was 25 minutes late. Traffic. Of course! Padmini looked elegant. She was wearing a black sleeveless dress that came up just above her knees. She was accessorized well. A colorful African bracelet adorned her right wrist. A Dolce and Gabbana watch on her left. Black heels. Her black hair was pushed up. Her neck was…inviting. Zarina tried to focus. Business.
Padmini was flirtatious from the outset. Or so Zarina fantasized. Zarina ordered a cappuccino. Padmini ordered a rosé. It was hardly 11am! Zarina was impressed, Padmini bore a gold pendant with her initials. PM. Just above a very distracting cleavage. Zarina tried not to notice. But during the conversation, her eyes wandered down to the dark line separating the two hills formed whenever Padmini brought her arms together around her. Zarina cursed the Gods. Just her luck! Bloody beautiful and probably straight!
Zarina put her hands on the table and clasped her glass. She had chucked the coffee and moved on to wine. Two rosés down and a sexy woman in front of her. Deprived of sex for months, Zarina found her mind wandering to the inevitable. There was something about Padmini. Her mouth deliberately enunciating every word as she spoke. Her cleavage, bared. The way she flipped her head, her long black hair falling about her shoulders. Zarina was mesmerized. Padmini must have noticed. But if she did, she didn’t let on. She seemed to be enjoying the attention.
After her fourth rosé, Zarina couldn’t hold herself back anymore. “Sorry! You’re just so sexy,” she blurted out. As soon as she said it, she regretted it. Padmini stared her dumb-founded. They stared at each other for what seemed a good long time. Padmini stood up, as if to leave. Zarina thought “Fuck! This is going to be all over the fucking papers tomorrow!” Padmini clicked her fingers. The waiter sauntered over. She didn’t take her eyes off Zarina for a second. Zarina wished the ground would just open up and swallow her up.
Padmini paid. As she turned to leave, she shifted her gaze towards Zarina and lifted one eyebrow suggestively, tilting her head towards the exit. “Are you just going to sit there?” she said in her subtle, sexy way. Zarina, refusing to believe what was happening, brought herself to her feet clumsily. She followed Padmini out like a puppy dog. As Padmini got into her Mercedes, she gestured over to Zarina to get in the other side. The ride to Padmini’s apartment in Pali Hill was fraught, at least for Zarina. What was she getting herself into?
They entered the apartment. A lavish penthouse in Bandra, bought for Padmini by one of her many lovers no doubt. Padmini was effortless as she moved around her apartment. She made a couple of phone calls. Zarina sat on a couch that looked like an Italian design. Above it was a MF Husain painting.
Padmini came and sat next to Zarina. She put her hand gingerly on Zarina’s shoulder. Gently, she touched her ear and played with her left ear lobe. “You are kind of…hot” she said in her breathless way. Zarina’s heart skipped a beat. Was this really happening?
“You know I’ve never been with a woman.” Padmini teased. She tilted her head to one side as she kept her eyes fixed on Zarina’s face. Zarina’s head was a bit fuzzy from the wine. Awkwardly, she leaned forward and found Padmini’s mouth. It was soft. It tasted of strawberries. Her perfume smelled of citrus. Zarina tried to place it. It was one of those Shanghai Tang scents.
Padmini responded to Zarina’s kiss. Zarina’s right hand found Padmini’s left breast. It fit comfortably in her palm and she squeezed it. She heard Padmini gasp in her mouth while she kissed her. Her nipple hardened under Zarina’s grasp. The kiss became harder, more ardent. Zarina’s left hand traveled up Padmini’s thigh, stroking it as she went higher up. Padmini moved closer to Zarina.
Zarina found Padmini’s ass, smooth, supple and ready. She held it in her hand and stroked it. Padmini lift up her right leg and placed it around Zarina, trapping her on the couch. Zarina played with Padmini’s panties, teasing it off. Padmini didn’t resist. She traced the line of Padmini’s panties towards her crotch. She was wet already. Shit! Thought Zarina. She could feel Padmini’s perspiration. Zarina kept her hand between Padmini’s legs, moving her fingers back and forth.
Then, almost by intuition, Zarina pulled back. Padmini looked at her questioningly, right in the eyes. Could it be, it occurred to Zarina, that Padmini was unsure of herself? Strong, beautiful and confident Padmini? Zarina was in the driver’s seat. She took charge of the situation. She pulled Padmini’s panties off. Yanked off her dress. Padmini sat there in her lace black Victoria Secret bra. Suddenly she felt naked and wrapped her arms around her. Zarina pulled her close again, their mouths met again while their bodies pressed against each other. With one hand, Zarina unclasped Padmini’s bra and let it fall to the ground. Padmini sat there naked, almost apologetic.
Zarina whispered in her ear “You are so beautiful!” Padmini seemed reassured. She got up from the couch and took Zarina by the hand and led her to the bedroom. She lay down on the bed. Zarina thought of Cleopatra. She felt like Marc Anthony. She moved towards the bed. She sat down and just took in the length of Padmini’s pearly white skin. She placed her hand, tanned from the sun, between Padmini’s legs. She leaned down and found her mouth again. “I want you” said Padmini now breathing hard. “Wait” said Zarina. She got up from the bed. She removed her top. She unlatched her bra and let it fall to the ground. She found the button of her skirt, unzipped it, let it fall and kicked it aside. Now all she wore were her black cotton thongs.
Zarina got down on her knees and kneeled at the edge of the bed. She pulled Padmini to the edge of the bed so that her crotch was close to Zarina’s mouth. Zarina extended her tongue to lick Padmini’s pussy. It tasted fine. She looked up. Padmini was ready. Her body was reclined across the bed, her arms extended above her head, her black hair sprawled around her. Zarina opened Padmini’s pussy with her two hands and found her clit with her tongue. It was already semi-hard. She licked it again, flicking it with her tongue.
Padmini gasped and moaned. Zarina put her index finger inside Padmini’s pussy and moved it back and forth while she kept her tongue square on Padmini’s clit, teasing it, licking it and flicking it. She felt it getting larger and harder under her tongue. Padmini’s body temperature rose. “Don’t stop,” Zarina heard Padmini whisper. Zarina sucked even harder, thrusting her finger in and out of Padmini’s hole while her other hand held Padmini’s taut ass. She increased the pressure on Padmini’s clit, rubbing it up and down as she felt Padmini start to come. Padmini’s ass gyrated up and down, more violently. As she came in Zarina’s mouth, Zarina held her clit firmly between her lips.
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25 responses to "The PR Agent"
This may sound desperate – But needy I am and I want more – Fantastic stuff Ms. Bings.
Bring it on !
You’ve certainly spiced up the gaysi portal!
Wow…I mean WOW. As someone said earlier Bring It On!
NEAT STUFF….need more!
our very own, desi fiction!
what should we say.. cool..and hot!
waiting for more to come.
Sasha, like broom said, you have surely spiced things up for gaysi.
But will be good to have some of the emotional ‘mallika’ angle too..
This is just like Mills&Boons.. but for lesbians. And I mean in the nicest way possible.
HOT
HOT DAMN!!
Okay Ladies….hands off her. She’s mine. Well so I wish.
Dear Ladies,
Thank you for your comments. I feel encouraged to unleash all the hot, sexy desi dyke stories I have in me. It’s about time we had our own! Keep reading, more to come…
And for D, who requested to see more of the emotional Mallika angle. Not to worry. Like all bad eggs, exes show up on the scene wanted or unwanted!! You will certainly get to see more of Mallika and the drama that unfolds…
Love to all,
Sasha
I’ve been in two minds wondering if I should express my views or not coz it took me a while to figure out if my thinking is extremely primitive!! Looking at all the responses to your post where each one found it extremely hot and spicy… set me thinking why my reaction was so diverse! May be I am outmoded…but for sure does not make me a lesser gay
Ok here’s what i think, hoping a diverse view point will be taken in the right stride. I’ve been a regular reader of gaysi and was surely taken a back to view content like this. There could be spice but I suppose the way it is presented could certainly be more subtle. I’m sure there is not dearth to finding such desi dyke stories on the internet. Gaysi seemed to be a blog where people who understand the dynamics of same gender relationships come together..who value and understand love, so it surprised me to see content like this . For me a physical connection between two is innocent and a beautiful. It is an expression of love, desire, appreciation, and tenderness which can never be gross, it holds a lot of respect.
It seems the intent of this post was to maximize search traffic? While I understand creative juice “makes” a post and diversity in content will help avoid losing a huge percentage of visitors but I suppose there would be other sources to achieve this?? Anyway.. Just another view point…
@Mithya: Thanks for your comment. The gaysi site was built to give ALL gaysis a voice.(except the homophobic ones – yes you can be gay & be homophobic)
When I saw Sasha’s post, I will admit that the prude in me got a little uncomfortable. My first instinct was that maybe I should talk to MJ (who gets the credit of bringing Sasha to gaysi)about whether the content was appropriate for the site. My main concern was that people already associate being gay with the act of having sex with your own gender rather than the act of LOVING someone from your own gender.
But at the end of the day, we love, we hate, we break up, we cry, we hurt – just like heterosexuals. And in the midst of all this, if we’re lucky, we have good sex!
And to think of it as “gross” (as you put it) is a little sad.
Not all sex is between people who love each other deeply – whether heterosexual or homosexual.
And so the gaysi website will continue to give gaysis a place to say what they want – even if it’s not just from an emotional perspective.
PS. People are often asking me how 2 women can have sex – you know since there’s no penis involved. Maybe this post can be filed under “sex education”.
Hahaha
Yea.. it sure will educate those who need it .
Sasha – by emotional angle i did not mean ‘ex’es particularly.
Broom-i agree that not all sex is between people who love each other deeply (whether it should or should-not be is a different matter)
But i think what Mithya means by gross is also the way it is depicted here -perhaps too graphic? Going by her statement
“There could be spice but I suppose the way it is presented could certainly be more subtle. “
Well I look at it this way – we on one hand expect people to think out of the box, accept all types of sexualities and then ourselves get boggled down when it comes to SEX per say. Restricted by our own thoughts.
I for one, am a very sexual person. I love reading about it, watching it (movies, tele, etc) and hell yeah…doing it. So when Sasha came up with the idea of lezzie-erotica for Gaysi…I jumped on the opportunity without a second thought. Finally stories we can relate to – as in, in the Indian context.
As for being subtle – but why? We are gifted with wild/wicked/crazy/spunky imagination…so better make use of it no? Who knows tomorrow we may start our very own desi L word series. With Katrina Kaif as one of the leads…and if not her, there is always Lisa Ray.
Gaysi seemed to be a blog where people who understand the dynamics of same gender relationships come together..
I don’t think Gaysi has ever boxed itself into any one category.
For me a physical connection between two is innocent and a beautiful.
A physical connection doesn’t turn ugly or devious if it should happen without emotional attachment. If it makes two needy souls happy, then why shouldn’t it be beautiful?
It seems the intent of this post was to maximize search traffic?
If you have been a regular reader of Gaysi, it is truly tragic that you should think Broom would give into the lure of search optimization over quality. I know I am taking a huge leap by saying “We” here and asserting ownership but here goes.. We, at Gaysi, hope that the readers understand Gaysi is a place for everyone. Straight people, Gay people, even the undecided. I am sorry to read this offends your sensibilities.. and that’s understandable.. different brushes, different strokes. But what really peeved me is your insinuation that this was done to increase traffic. That’s an unfair prop to use to prove your point.
Val – I feel like saying something here though im pretyy sure tt will not be taken in the right stride like Mithya’s comment did not !! It clearly seems that there is no place of expression out here. If all of you are going to get back at some like this who has expressed her point of view so very well then Im sorry to say that this should probably be a closed site, completely moderated and in the process have your own mutual admiration society formed. Dont think from what it seems like that one could possibly voice out how they feel. I clearly understand what Mithya meant. What suprises me is everybody out here found the article so cool and hot …no one found it to be a filthy depection but when someone else did try saying that it could be subtle..there seem to be a lot opposition eh ??
Well my thinking is not pre-historic and neither is it conservative. I;ve read porn..seen porn..I’ve lived outside India all my life but I still clearly relate to where Mithya view point comes from.
Mithya- This world is now a place for the so called “cool” and “happening” people..out of box thinking you see. Im sure people like you who still hold on to fairy tale ideas of love and romance for sure will feel a misfit and each one will continue to make you feel so.
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Shubha, your sense of indignation is highly misplaced and slightly amusing. If you could please make the effort to read my post before working yourself up to a nice parody of victimisation,you’d see this is a case of selective reading. Please go through my comment AGAIN.
I am sorry to read this offends your sensibilities.. and that’s understandable.. different brushes, different strokes. But what really peeved me is your insinuation that this was done to increase traffic. That’s an unfair prop to use to prove your point.
Do you understand this or must I simplify this for your understanding. If Mithya is entitled to her opinion, am I not entitled to mine? Or am I expected to not voice it because it echoes with the majority? Broom & MJ have been hardly “getting back”. So please don’t make this case of ganging up. If anything, I am willing to admit, I may be slightly abrasive. But Mithya’s accusation that the editors compromised on quality for traffic deserved to be responded to. If you find it filthy, that’s your right and no one is taking that away from you. No one accused anyone of being conservative or a prude. So I wonder why you must insist you aren’t one.. I am also trying to demystify why you would continue to read a post that contained a warning of “sexual content”. Did you find it filthy only because there was no emotional attachment?
No one made this personal. But you are now. I am neither cool nor happening and don’t aspire to be, either. I reiterate what I said earlier. This place is very inclusive of EVERYONE. Gay, Not so gay, Prehistoric, Cool, Old fashioned, Modern, all of ‘em. If you like to read a more sanitised and polite response to what you’ve written, you can read Broom’s latest post http://gaysifamily.com/2009/07/04/lets-talk-about-sex-baby/
well,to add some more to this already long discussion :
I think, Mithya does not seem to be offended by having sexual content on the site per se, but by how explicit it is? Also perhaps the idea that two people could simply act on their attraction so instantly.
Which, as Brooom said earlier, could encourage the idea that it is more about sex than love.
(whether two people acting purely on desire are filthy -is a matter of individual opinion)
Otherwise, as Sasha
says, i think we have all grown up wishing there were more lezzie stories and erotica around, so a move to include that on this site is welcome.
But stories can be in different formats :you can have something like “Love Story” by Erich Segal or “Bridge Across Forever” by Richard Bach or the “Mills and Boon” type or something as direct and purely sexual as the story on this link http://www.shorteroticstories.com/after-bar.php
What will gaysifamily choose?
Or all of them? But I think Broom’s next post has given that answer.
And as for what is gross and not, we all have our own definitions. And its not just sex, even the act of eating -when depicted in a certain way can come across as gross.
Hot!!!
Damn Hot and beautiful expressions….I particularly like the phrase…like a puppy dog….how true..!!! Though , In the end, it did get a bit more elaborate on the so called act, and it ended abruptly…sort of crashed landing after a smooth and exciting trip all along.
On serious note, I do agree with others who have questioned the inclusion of an erotic post but i enjoyed it a lot and it has indeed added some SPICE to it. And its sort of welcoming.
My suggestion would be to let this site grow in its content and space. And where we speak of emotions, follows the desire.
I really feel if the story this post had an ending with it, or some expression in the end, it would not have attracted such criticism.
Bings for you.
Incredible! Keep these coming. It is hard to find good lesbian erotica these days. I look forward to something even more explicit next time!
Dear DK,
Thank you for your comments. I intentionally left the cliff-hanger ending because this story was just about sex. I wanted to talk about sex. It’s okay to have sex with the person you love or alternately, the person you are wildly attracted to in that first instance of meeting. There are umpteen degrees of loving. As an entry-point to erotica, sex is the bottom-line, with differing degrees of emotional involvement and attachment. (Love stories have their own trajectories, as you correctly noted).
Zarina, the protagonist of my stories is a thinking, feeling animal. She can be a horny beast, but she can also be tender and loving. I look forward to your thoughts on the next story that’s just been published. I think you may like the ending a bit more
I will keep on adding spice, as long as you keep on reading!
Safe sex to all
Sasha Bings
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