I imagined that we were both lay asleep in each others arms, I wake and see you there and feel your presence. I gently reach across while you are still sleeping and softly touch the hair on your arm as you lay on your side, stroking the soft down. My touch is almost imperceptible like a whisper of an angel’s wing. I move closer so I can feel your breath on my face, your even breathing is somewhat soothing to me as I feel the proximity almost too much to bear. I can feel the fine hair on our bodies touching I am acutely aware of the sensation that each hair is causing me, like small electric currents passing through me. I want to look at you for a while before you awake watch how your eyes flicker as some image passes through your mind. I want to ponder all the thoughts that might be stored there inside your head, wonder what is making you tick, how you feel.
I watch your lips move silently speaking to a ghost in your head and I feel an incredible urge to touch your lips with mine. Taste those words, see if by putting them onto my lips I will know what you said. I move closer, I wet my lips with my tongue, then I gently let my tongue pass over your lips tasting the smooth surface that is dry. Ever so softly my tongue traces the curve of your lips, I memorise the taste and sensation but do not feel my curiosity sated. I linger here swallowing your breath feeling like I exist because only on what you exhale, feeling a part of you. I let my fingers stroke your hair; luxuriate in the caress on my fingertips. My every sense feels heightened and my heart beat seems to be drumming a tattoo in my chest. I wonder why you can’t hear it. I can feel the blood pumping through my body causing almost a pain as it forces my awareness to the ache in me, the need to feel even closer to you.
I think you sense my intensity, for slowly your eyes open, quickly becoming re accustomed with your surroundings. I see the look in your eyes change as the memories come flooding back, we look deeply into each other and you smile, I see all that you feel there in the depths of your eyes, some confusion, some fear and something more. I feel your hand stroke my cheek; your thumb glides over my brow tracing the curve of my face. I nestle into your hand feeling feline and purring as the touch is soothing me, your thumb traces my lips and as it slides across the surface my tongue gently slips out and tastes it. A fire seems to have ignited in the back of your eyes; you gently place your lips where your thumb had been.
You kiss me, tentatively at first as if you’re reminding your lips of who I am and then.………Our tongues touch, I shudder at the sensation that ripples through my body, as yours explores the inside of my mouth. All the time your fingers are stroking my face and neck, learning me as if I am a book written in Braille. The kiss intensifies causing an almost primal reaction in us; my arms are wrapped around your back, stroking the smooth surface. One hand moves up around the back of your neck, holding your head against mine. Your two hands hold my face in yours as you move above me, conscious of your weight on my arm.
Our breathing is ragged, but you are slow, taking such exquisite pain in your exploration of me. I gasp as your kisses move to my neck and shoulders, I am extremely sensitive there and you smile knowingly like you have just been told a secret. You stay there licking and tasting my neck, I feel I am losing consciousness as the pleasure becomes more intense almost unbearable.
You lift my arms above my head and gently slide your fingers down the inside of my arms, while your mouth moves again to mine plundering the inside with your tongue. I feel dizzy, breathless; I can not focus on a single thought. All my awareness is concentrated on the pain that is such pleasure, on a need to have more but my consciousness cannot solidify an objective. I just want more of what it is I am feeling, of the sensations coursing through my body forcing me to jerk uncontrollably. To arch and writhe as if dancing to some mysterious beat.
Your mouth leaves mine and again begins a journey of kisses, that feel like multiple electric shocks, jarring every nerve into my consciousness.I am lying beneath you, and you are gently kissing a fiery path from my neck and shoulders down to my breasts. My arms are stretched above my head where you placed them my breathing is ragged and I can not hold a coherent thought in my head. I am only acutely aware of the sensations, your mouth upon my skin causes.
As your mouth reaches my breast you slide one arm down my body tentatively tracing the path your lips made, I can feel your warm breath whispering against my flesh. Goosebumps emerge as if called to attention and somewhere in the periphery of my mind there is knowledge, of each one. I feel your hand cup my breast and lift it tenderly to your mouth like you are about to taste a delicate peach, which you are afraid to bruise. You taste with your tongue and my own mouth salivates as I experience the pleasure you are experiencing combined with my own. I want to rush you, push you into feasting hungrily and satisfying my craving with your gluttony of me, but I cannot move I have become paralysed with all that I am experiencing.
There is a place, I was not aware that it was there, it is right in the centre of me. I can see it clearly now, pulsing and throbbing while a million butterflies dance all around it. That’s where I want you to be; somehow I know that all my hunger will be satisfied when you reach that part of me. Your mouth is hungrier now; both of your hands stroke and knead my body as your mouth explores every inch. I can feel you against my leg, hot and hard and I try to will you inside of me, I want to scream for you to stop, but I can only whimper and moan. Nothing seems to work in co-ordination, I know that if I can somehow manoeuvre you inside of me all will be well and the pain will desist.
Of their own volition muscles jerk and spasm, it’s like my body of its own accord jumps to meet your touch, I have no control my body is traitorous, acting out of its own desire becoming a separate entity. Yet it knows what I need and seems to be luring you into colluding with it and satisfying those primal urges. Someone is moaning almost wailing, I glimpse consciousness and realise it was me as I am thrown into some vortex. Your mouth is drinking hungrily from me lapping at the nectar that oozes copiously, my hands are in your hair, pulling and pushing at you. My body want’s to escape but can’t get close enough to you. It’s like there is no more room in my body for all these feelings and emotions, I can feel myself ascend, climb from within and now I am stood on a precipice. Then I feel it, oh my god, I feel you enter me and that one thrust pushes me over the edge. I fall descend or ascend I am not sure of anything except all the emotions clamouring for release, all at the same time like an explosion of pure sensation. It feels like I will never find my way back from this place into which I have just fallen. Yet slowly my senses return and I find you looking at me. I am laughing, giggling and my face is wet with tears, you are still, within me waiting and watching and smiling………………………….
We lay still, my head rests on your shoulder our breathing is even now and there is an air of satisfied tiredness about us. Your eyes are closed. I wonder what you are thinking but I do not want to speak to ask, I feel too lazy, too content. My own thoughts relive every moment of the love we just made, questions pop up unbidden, irrational fears. Does the intense high of an orgasm mean that reality brings an unnatural low??? I want to know how you feel now; a part of me needs reassuring that it was as intense an experience for you. I push the doubts out of my mind, they were fears of yesterday, of a time when I was not so confident in whom I was. I remind myself that I am a beautiful sensual woman, that I am living in this moment and what comes, will be dealt with when it does.
