Pretty^Athens
11-04-2007, 04:31 PM
well, it's not cincedered as a short story, it's more like a prose, but i don't know where to write so i wrote it here. hope you'll enjoy it!
It was one of the most coldest winter nights I've ever experienced… I was waiting all afternoon for the moment…
Just thinking of how awful our meeting might be, made me to looking forward it… to experience it… to end it… I just wanted all those feelings to come to their end…
It was almost midnight when you arrived… I was in my favorite corner in the place I never considered as home, staring at the wild, warm, desiring fire… I've already got used to your weird "things" and moods, and thus knew how aggressive your react might be when seeing me sitting by the fire, doing nothing but "wasting" your "valuable" time. I asked you to wait for me as I was going to have a quick shower… to wash all the guilt and regrets away… you just waved, pretending to be careless while reading about inflation in the newspaper…
Deep in my tiny sophisticated brain, I knew how nervous you'd be, thinking of me taking a shower in the very closet room to you… I knew how your childish imagination drew me as Venus when getting ready for a lover's night… I knew you were taking my clothes off… button after button… sleeve after sleeve… until I'm completely naked. I knew you imagined me playing with my breast… touching my whole body… starting with my white delicious breast that you've always admired… my tummy… and my clitoris… you imagined me as I was patting it with my tiny fingers… and even reaching an orgasm…
As imagining all this… your penis got harder and harder… and you sank in an ocean of both: confusion and desire… but then, like a saver angel… I showed up… I wore nothing but two drops of the perfume you got me for my birthday… the one that captures your emotions… I took your hand in mine… and told you to follow me, and you did… just like a hypnotized…
You followed me to the garden, OUR favorite garden… and as it rained… as a fearful darkness surrounded us… we did it… we did it on the wet grass and bleeding thorns. As it rained, we both fulfilled our fantasy… you touched each and every single part of my body, and made me scream and sigh as I was becoming more and more breathless… and suddenly, when a huge lightning appeared in the sky… you were inside my body… it was an incredible moment… we both were absorbed into our wild and blurred desire that made us forget our meeting… under the holy rain, in the most sacred season of the year, our sexual thing has become a holy miracle that pureed our spirits… washed our guilt and regrets away… and important of all… sainted us!!
It was one of the most coldest winter nights I've ever experienced… I was waiting all afternoon for the moment…
Just thinking of how awful our meeting might be, made me to looking forward it… to experience it… to end it… I just wanted all those feelings to come to their end…
It was almost midnight when you arrived… I was in my favorite corner in the place I never considered as home, staring at the wild, warm, desiring fire… I've already got used to your weird "things" and moods, and thus knew how aggressive your react might be when seeing me sitting by the fire, doing nothing but "wasting" your "valuable" time. I asked you to wait for me as I was going to have a quick shower… to wash all the guilt and regrets away… you just waved, pretending to be careless while reading about inflation in the newspaper…
Deep in my tiny sophisticated brain, I knew how nervous you'd be, thinking of me taking a shower in the very closet room to you… I knew how your childish imagination drew me as Venus when getting ready for a lover's night… I knew you were taking my clothes off… button after button… sleeve after sleeve… until I'm completely naked. I knew you imagined me playing with my breast… touching my whole body… starting with my white delicious breast that you've always admired… my tummy… and my clitoris… you imagined me as I was patting it with my tiny fingers… and even reaching an orgasm…
As imagining all this… your penis got harder and harder… and you sank in an ocean of both: confusion and desire… but then, like a saver angel… I showed up… I wore nothing but two drops of the perfume you got me for my birthday… the one that captures your emotions… I took your hand in mine… and told you to follow me, and you did… just like a hypnotized…
You followed me to the garden, OUR favorite garden… and as it rained… as a fearful darkness surrounded us… we did it… we did it on the wet grass and bleeding thorns. As it rained, we both fulfilled our fantasy… you touched each and every single part of my body, and made me scream and sigh as I was becoming more and more breathless… and suddenly, when a huge lightning appeared in the sky… you were inside my body… it was an incredible moment… we both were absorbed into our wild and blurred desire that made us forget our meeting… under the holy rain, in the most sacred season of the year, our sexual thing has become a holy miracle that pureed our spirits… washed our guilt and regrets away… and important of all… sainted us!!