rm_Drishya 40F
146 posts
7/25/2005 3:52 am

Last Read:
3/5/2006 9:27 pm


Another case of what did happen and what could have happened. The line between fantasy and reality smeared beyond recognition. Does it really matter? My feelings remain the same, wanting.

I want to lay close to him with my head on his chest, stealing his warmth for my own. I want to learn everything about him. What his interests are, what scares him, what makes him fall in love? I want to be his confidant.

I want to feel him explore my body. I want to feel his lips on my neck. I want to feel him kiss his way down to my nipples and feel him suckle them as if trying to obtain some sweet nectar that he cannot obtain. I want to leave all fear behind and kiss his sweet lips for the first time. Realizing that they are not slim at all, but perfect .

I want to feel his chest rise and fall as I unbutton his worn jeans, wrapping my hands around his hard cock. I want to perform for him, giving him an amazing blowjob, expecting nothing in return. I want to feel his hardness pulsate as a steam of cum splashes onto my face.

I want to taste the forbidden fruit.

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