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Tuesday, April 11, 2006


I havn't posted anything for a bit. So heres a little something that I felt like writing.

I could feel her soft skin beneath my hand. Though it was mere thought, it still seemed to provoke a sensation along my skin.
Hmmmm a fantasy I would assume to be the culprit of my fascination. Oh but the image of her lying beside me…under me, that was worth the effort it took to daydream in this sense.
She rolled away from me with a giggle. She loved teasing me, making me ach for her, making me laugh along with her because other wise the intensity would boil me alive. She loved every minute of four-play. I loved every minute of the act itself. Small attention span and all didn’t leave me with a yearning for preliminary's such as four-play. Oh but she did always make it seem 10 times better at the end.
Her breasts where a milky white, not entirely tanned like her arms and legs; just a simple innocent part of skin, a part that brought sensations that left her grasping for my lips. But hey I wasn’t going to complain. The attention both rewarded to me, and my lips, always made it worth my-while.
From time to time I missed her, much like I was now. The way her blue eyes went glassy after we had had each other, and the sigh that always, barely, escaped her lips before I made them surrender to me once more. I could never have too much of her taste, always like a mix of flowers…her own sent.
What can I do but miss her. Forever and always a lingering taste on my lips, and a fleeting remembered fantasy.

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