Life is not easy when you do not get a room for yourself. This is not a Viginia Woolf poem, it is the modern day reality of couples who live in with their parents and don’t have a private spot. With the hormones raging and horniness peaking, we need to address our needs, no matter the risk involved.
Here is the account of four women who got caught in the act and it is not funny at all:
1. “Lesson to be learnt, never have sex near your house (in a car)”
As per our planning the lane behind my house should have been an ideal spot at night. We had on several nights smoked in the park adjacent to the empty spot after our night outs. I had even snuck out to meet him there. So it was a given when both of us got horny that this was our spot. We parked our car in that lonely spot and started getting handsy.
Since I was drunk and felt woozy after a point, we finished up real quick. Just when we finished up, but were still entangled, I heard the night patrol guard blow his whistle and stomp his lathi. I couldn’t react as fast as he came and stood outside our car. While my boyfriend casually ignored him, I asked him what the matter was. The man, looking visibly angry at something, asked us where we were from and what we were doing there. As soon as I pointed out my house to him to let him know I am from this colony, he immediately popped out my dad’s name asking me, ‘Oh! Are you xyz’s daughter’. I have never been more ashamed in my life.
2. “It was scary and the night could have panned out any which way”
We were in 12th grade and my boyfriend was going out of town for a month for some tournament. So we decided to get it on once before he left. Despite my mom asking us to chill at home, we chose to drive around in his car. Mind you, he had a driver. After we found a quiet spot behind a boys hostel, we paid the driver to go have tea and started to make out. Just when we were getting all hot and heavy, two-three boys started to bang on our car window. Scared that they were big college boys, I stayed in the car while my boyfriend stepped out to talk to them. Things got ugly when they started to misbehave with my boyfriend and snatched his phone. When my boyfriend tried to retaliate they called their warden saying he will ‘deal’ with us.
The warden was another huge grizzly man who didn’t look like he was about to let us off easily. Once he understood the entire scene and some more exaggerated bits of it, he asked me to step out of the car. We could see it all spiral down and out of our hands. We couldn’t even contact the driver. Scared of the aggressive men and more that were joining in, my boyfriend looked at me and just said one word, ‘run’. I did not look left, I did not look right. I knew I was only a few kilometers away from home and it was getting pretty dark. So I started to run with just my phone in my hand, it was then that I realised I could outrun five college boys who chased me out to the streets.
Frazzled by what was happening, I stopped a car on the street and asked the man to please drop me home. Luckily, now that I think of it, he turned out to be a cousin’s boyfriend. The situation worsened because my boyfriend had ran towards the mainroad without anything. When his driver reached back to the car he was beaten black and blue by the people who then later called the police and told them that two men were indulging in obscene acts with a woman in the car.
It was the most horrific night of my life, knowing that I am not safe and amidst aggressive, angry men. Things didn’t get better even after that since the police got involved but that is a story for another day.
3. “A sober night at the club turned into a high-speed chase thriller”
I knew an empty washroom at a club I was a regular at. Out of all the washrooms it was the most isolated and least used. So I took a boy who had been dropping hints since I entered. Single and horny me couldn’t control myself and both of us started to get things on in the club’s washroom. Ten minutes in two-three people started banging on the door. They sounded a lot like the bodyguards and both of us just froze.
They kept knocking for 10 minutes and we kept looking at each other’s faces. We weren’t drunk so things started to get awkward. Once the knocking died down and we were sure they had left the spot we made a plan of action. If we got out of the washroom and dashed to the door at the end of the corridor, we would be out of the club. Bad plan.
Two of the body guards were standing right outside the exit door making sure the two people inside the washroom did not escape. So as we sprinted our way to the door and thought we were on safe grounds one guard started running behind us and the two outside blocked our path. The manager was finally called in to solve the matter. God bless his soul, he looked at us and said that he understands because he was once young but we must never be seen in the club and again and that we are now blacklisted.
4. “His dad couldn’t stop knocking and we couldn’t stop rocking”
Long story short: we assumed his house would be a safe zone since his parents were away at work. We started having sex in his room, by the time we got to round two, we were in for a shock. We were loud and didn’t hear anyone climb up the stairs probably and the first thing we heard in an hour apart from our own moans and grunts was a loud bang on the door. Immediately both of us froze, with him still inside me.
After we ascertained it was his dad who now knew it was us inside the room, we started to finish off before opening the door. Without responding we kept going while poor uncle banged on the door for good 5 minutes before finally giving up. I couldn’t look him in the eye after this. So I got dressed, stayed in the bathroom while he got angry at my boyfriend and tip-toed out of the house when he went into his room.
LEAD Courtesy: Befikre, Aditya Chopra
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