Confession avoj: Just a little about this. After a terrible breakup with my partner of 7-years 2 months ago, I found myself getting into this weird emotional thing with a woman who lives over 600 miles away. We talked very sexual to each other on the phone, IM, Email, I found myself getting very attached to her. I am soo embarrassed I let it go that far. I told her I need to back away from her. Anyways I wrote the following short story.
--- Confession
I couldn't sleep. I'm in this weird funky mood tonight, so I sat down to
finish a very bad attempt at writing something sensual. The entire
script was revised. Read if you like. It is kind of sad. I guess I
wrote it from experience to what happens to me often. It's nice to
share this. I guess some of my emotions are coming out by writing this.
Read b/w the lines. There's a lot more meaning to this than what is on
the outside. But than you don't know me or my style. I'm finding I
enjoy writing. Well I kind of suck at it, but enjoy it anyways. Delete
if when your done. Don't share it with anyone, please. Just a lot of
bottled up emotion I was feeling. It's personal, not meant for all
eyes. I hope you understand me. I'm kind of complicated.
I saw her standing at the door as I pulled up to the house. She was
standing there watching as my truck comes to a halt.
I couldn't take my eyes off of her. My throat tightened. My stomach in
knots, heart racing, I couldn't even look her in the eye out of fear
she would see who I really was.
I noticed her coat was fastened with three buttons that began just
below her breasts, and showed a generous enough amount of cleavage to
see there was nothing underneath. This frightened me. I didn't know
what I was up for.
As I reached the first step, she turned and disappeared into the house.
I quickly ascended the remaining steps and opened the door. She turned
to face me. The expression on her face, I'm not sure how to read. Her
blue-green eyes had a hint of shyness, interest or was I just reading
into to many things. My breath caught as I realized just how beautiful
she was. What did this beautiful woman see in me? My mind racing.
Scared. I wanted to run back out to my truck and drive away. No woman
had ever done this sort of thing to me before. Was a prepared for what
was going to happen? Was I ready to be sent back into another wasteland
of pain and heartbreak? I knew the answer to that question, but I went
thru with it anyway. When I stepped in thru that doorway, I should have
known. I had a gut instinct the entire time, but I didn't listen to
it........
Re: Confession avoj: Still nothing is said between us. It's like the world stopped just for
that minute as we stood there gazing at each other. I knew there was
nothing to say. I walk toward her. Pulled her into my arms, pushed her
against the wall and tenderly kissed her lips. She pushed me away and
whispered in my ear "Not until I say so" while gently kissing my ear.
My body is trembling. All I wanted was to pull her close, tell her
everything would be alright, make love to her the way she was meant to
be loved. I kissed her neck. Her skin so soft and delicate against my
lips. I nibbled on her ear and the nape of her neck.
I stepped back from her for a moment. She looked so delicate, like a
flower in early spring.
I whispered in her ear "Are you sure you want to do this?", but she
doesn't say anything. She continued to slide her tongue into my mouth,
rubbing against me, pulling me closer until our bodies became one. It
felt so right. Our bodies melting into each other. Two bodys that were
meant to fit. Forever interwined for eternity.
She tightly wrap her arms around my neck, biting my ear, pulling my
hair while grinding her hips into me. God I though I was going explode.
I picked her up. Her legs wrapped around my waist. I continue kissing
her soft lips. Her bedroom not to far away.
I stood over her studying her face. Her body. I unbuttoned her shirt to
reveal her breasts. My heart was pounding. I was still in disbelief of
the beauty that was before me. I honestly didn't think I was worthy of
her. She closed her eyes and took a deep a breath. I bent over her and
kissed her forhead, eyelids, nose, lips. She pulled off my shirt.
Frantically taking my belt off. Her hands fumbled with the buttons on
my jeans. I stopped her. I gently ran my hand over her breasts,
stomach. I could feel her tremble. Her breath heavy. Her heart racing.
Her breasts were perfect. She smelled so good. I couldn't place what
the scent was.
I pulled her pants off and teased a little thru her underwear. My hands
gently squeezing her breasts, her hands on my head shoving me toward
her sweet spot. I spread her legs open just enough so I could kiss her
inner thigh. I used my teeth to start pulling her underwear off. I
could feel her tense up.
Oh the feeling of a woman. Kissing every part of her body. Her legs
intertwined around my hips. I rub my body against her wetness, warm,
intense, delicious. Oh. Can she feel me. I can feel her. She is so very
real. My heart is beating so fast for this woman. I just want to please
her, be her slave, lover until time passes us both by. I think I could
die for her, if she only knew what she does to me.
Our bodies became one. I can't help but look at her face. Her eyes
closed, mouth open, my mouth envelopes her mouth. At that moment I
think I died and gone to heaven.
My hands and mouth have explored every part of her body. Like a mouse
going for a piece of cheese in a trap, I am drawn to her wetness. I let
myself take her in. I give in to this pleasure of pleasuring her. She
tastes so good, just like I expected. I bury my face into her wetness.
She takes me in.
Re: Confession avoj: What happens after this I do not know. When I woke, she was gone. She
did leave me a note, "It was nice meeting you." That was it. Used,
broken again, and again. I felt hollow. Desperate I tried to make sense
of this. She said so many things that made me believe she was real.
That is the story of my life. I walked away with my tail between my
legs. All I was left with was the smell of her perfume on my clothing,
a note and the night that broke my heart.
At that moment I realized that I would not , could not do this again.
Pain is too real. It's there in everyone of us. I was used for someone
elses selfish pleasures. As for me, I only wanted to please her. After
all I was her slave, even if it was for a brief moment.
Now that I think back to that night of my "dream girl", I wonder will I
ever feel that kind of passion for someone again. No. My heart was
broken from the fantasy.
Re: Confession Fork: Where's my vaseline?
Fork
Re: Confession Lumpy: [quote author=Fork link=topic=19513.msg184410#msg184410 date=1128654720">
Where's my vaseline?
Fork
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Ohhh, Snap! I'd switch to KY Fork. Not nearly as messy. Seriously though Avoj, did you send this to her. I'd say you're a better writer than you give yourself credit for. Have you decided whether or not you're going to meet her?
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