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Click hereRemember when I grabbed you on that summer's day? Put my hand on your arm and you turned to look at me. Remember how our eyes met, locking onto each other's gaze. Remember being completely overwhelmed with the opposing desires both to embrace each other and run the other way? Remember how your fingertips brushed along the edge of my hair, sending million sparks into in my heart. Remember how you took my chin in your hand and drew my lips to yours. The heat building between my legs as though a gasoline fire had started. Remember how quickly we abandoned all pretense? Remember throwing our clothes to the ground faster than humanly possible? We weren't human, we were possessed. Remember when you first entered me? The slick, sensual moment as our connection was made. Remember how fervently we writhed against each other? How our bodies found what they'd been looking for as we let our minds go? Remember how we came together? Remember how loudly I screamed your name? How the scent of our primal passion permeated the air as we disentangled our bodies? Remember how neither of us spoke? The only sound our slowing breaths. Remember finding our clothes in such disarray we both started laughing? Remember how it was the kind you just couldn't stop? Both of us filled with joy and release. Laughing, laughing as we pulled our pants back on.
Well, now you do.
You took what I've been trying to say to someone and inked it out in a way that made me feel as if you've read my soul
Releasing a firestorm of sparks in the heart .....
........a gasoline fire between my legs ......
Lesse , really good lines here ! 5-ed.
Those two words captured it, stirred a lot of memories for me. Their is not a lot of laughter usually associated with making love but it can be wonderfully joyous. Nicely done Lesse.
Re your comment on the conversation... We have both released a lot of guilt but there is a long way to go. We have been together way too long and are really a part of each other.