Iroll through your bed and your sheets, which smell so intoxicatingly intensely of you. After this night they will also smell like me, like us. Our sweat, our sleep and our sex. I never want to see anything else again.
The bright full moon light streaming through your skylight makes us look like a black and white porn. Two naked, fine-grained bodies, shiny and glistening with the sweat that the muggy air in your attic apartment pushes out of our pores. Only in retrospect will I realize what an aesthetic setting we created. Only in retrospect do you know what a happy night we had together and what a unique trip it was with us.
I can’t and won’t stop touching your skin
The interaction of our flirting temperature is almost unbearable, I am constantly in heat, outside and inside. But I can’t and won’t stop touching your skin, being close to you. Not only because we practically stick together as soon as there is no longer any fabric absorbing our sweat. Your attraction to me goes beyond any rationality. You smell so irresistible that I practically love you through my nose.
When you open the door to your apartment on the top floor, I only mention in passing that the air is actually more like water. I’m too distracted to complain. You walk slowly down the hall in front of me and I watch your rear view as you pull your black shirt over your head as you walk and let it fall to the floor behind you. Your back is supple and muscular, your skin marked from your teenage days. A combination that gives you a unique, patterned look. My eyes can’t let go of you.
The way they rub my nipples almost randomly
It feels so good to take off my clothes bit by bit after this long summer day. It feels even better that it’s your hands that free me from the fabrics. I close my eyes and enjoy the gentle movements of your fingertips. The way they rub my nipples almost randomly as you unbutton my blouse. You turn me on in such a cheeky casual way. Only the tiny smile at the corner of your mouth reveals that this innocence cannot run deep, that your caution is more pleasure than restraint. I kiss you gently where that smile sits and I get a little dizzy. You. smell So good.
My hands settle on your shoulders, caress your scarred skin, feel the tight muscles underneath. I can feel the movement in her an idea before your touch. Your hand now reaches less innocently and massages my chest. A finger plays with the piercing he finds there, sending small bolts of nerves down my body. Your first greeting to my expectant clit.
Your first greeting to my expectant clit
I almost don’t want to get on your bed, the pillows, the blankets, everything speaks of even more warmth. But as you move your body toward the bed, the sight of your lithe slowness pulls me behind you like ropes. You settle onto your mattress in slow motion and I can’t tell if the summer heat is the reason for the speed or if my brain just can’t keep up. My head is full … Read full