Dominoes of Desire - A Preface
Dominoes of Desire - The why and what of it
Dominoes of Desire is an anthology, a collection of sex stories. There’s all kinds of sex in it, but the kind that’s anchored in reality. The characters in the book are fictitious and their acts are fantastical, however, the sketch of each of them is based on someone I had met or fucked. Instead of publishing the entire book, I have decided to publish of story in the anthology in this section of my blog. It will be available to my paid subscribers only. These chapters, are second drafts, and when I finish the book, it will be available on Amazon for purchase. Feedback from my subscribers is the most valuable thing that I expect from this.
I started After a Good Date and The Wild Indica with the express intention of sharing a slice of my sex life. In the course of writing in this, I have realized that there’s an unfilled void in the Indian audience for erotica — relatable sex in Indian sex stories. I have read my share of Indian sex stories and Erotica books written by Indian authors. When I was younger, I used to revel the stories, however, as I grew older, I understood that those stories were far removed from reality.
There’s this general notion that Indian women are uptight. That they are not easy lays and hyper sexual Indian girls are as rare as unicorns. These ‘facts’ are at best ambivalent. Yes, there are uptight women, who are either socially programmed to consider sex as something to be done behind closed doors and talked outside, or think too high of themselves. The latter kind considers sex as a currency to get things done. I have nothing against such women.
However, there’s also the kind who love sex, because it’s sex. In the course writing for The Wild Indica, I have talked with women who are in sync with their sexual needs. They vocalize their needs and have the courage (and resources) to act on them. There are some women who find it hard to express their sexuality because of body image issues. Some thing that they are too fat to be desired, some feel that their breasts are too small to be cupped. However, that has changed over the years. The captivity of COVID-19, has forced (for good reasons) some women to come out and embrace their bodies for they are.
The liberalization of sex in Indian women has become mainstream, and the Indian erotica should catch-up with that. Yes, The Savita Bhabhi was a watershed moment for Indian women, especially the married ones. It objective married women, to the extent of having sex with anyone who would walk inside their house. It was extreme, but it sent a message that Indian women are sexual, and if you know how to push their buttons, they will do things that you only fantasize about.
When I started dating in my early 20s (that was in 2010s), I was not sure how to approach the field. I knew that buying a drink to women at a bar in India doesn’t work as well as is shown in the Hollywood movies. While talking with girls (multiple girls at the same time) I realized that Indian women want to be seen and heard, and if you do that, they will make way for what you want from them — sex. There’s of course the element honesty i.e. you have to be honest that what you are looking for is not something long-term, but not very short-term either. I expand my experiences on After a Good Date.
Writing about slices of my sex life has been liberating, but at the same time, going back and thinking about the naked bodies that I have laid with, has also made me wonder the ‘what if’. The response from readers has been encouraging, but there’s the constraint of non-fiction. While responding to one of my reader’s message about One Trip Stand — Part 3, I realized that there’s so much more that people want to read! He was telling me how he would loved joining me and Arunika.
It made my dick twitch, thinking about Arunika, being ridden by a faceless stranger, while watched from a distance. She’s married now, I imagined watching her having sex with her husband (a balding man, older than me and a foot taller than her). I have no way of knowing their sex lives, but I wanted to write about them having sex, in my presence.
Fantasy Anchored In Reality
And that’s why I have turned to fantasy. Bereft of the constraint of truth, in this book, I want to expand on my sexual experiences, to tell people all the things that can happen in India. I’d once read that the best kind of fantasy has its roots in reality. I have often jerked off to my ex sexual partners, thinking about them in ways which have never happened, but those little bits of truth I know about them — Nisha bites her lips and looks up when my dick hit her where she wanted, Arunika’s eraser nipples are easy to excite, and Sushri is a loud moaner — makes the fantasy about them wilder than they have the right to be.
It’s going to be a journey, and I want to share this with you. I hope you enjoy reading this, as much as I will enjoy writing it!