My First Orgasm...
Hope dinner will go
well, I’m thinking to myself
Music in the
background, splendid meal, wine......
hmmmm...
Sitting on the porch,
watching the rainfall, out in the veranda.
A strong wind blows, leaving
me with a chill,...goosebumps everywhere.
I’m carelessly
stroking my arms, trying to rid myself of the bumps, unaware of your gaze on
them, I’m staring in the distance, lost in thought.
The warmth of your
hand on mine brings me back to the present,
Slowly suck in air into
my lungs...,
...for some reasons, I'm
short of it.
Slightly confused for
reasons unknown to me I lean closer into the hands stroking me.
Unsure why, taking in
each stroke like they were designed for a purpose on my body, I enjoy it all.
I’m cold....so cold!
Gosh!!!! I want warmth, these hands are soothing but
not enough. I want more...
I want to feel these
arms around me ...and more, your arms.
On my skin, caressing
me, stroking me, planting little kisses on me.
These arms are not
enough.
Make me tingle some
more
Make the goosebumps
disappear
Make your touch count
Make me yearn... for
you.....
All of you.
Gosh!!!! But your
touch...
Hmmm.........
Literally shaking my
head,
Your touch.
Magical
Is this paradise?
Feels like it,
For some reason, my
body tells me otherwise
My body says there’s
more to come, if you think this is paradise...
Figure out fast, a
name to call that when you feel it.
..................
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