Monday, December 11, 2006
scribbled by anna katrina
8:12 PM | 3 comments
8:12 PM | 3 comments
The FIRST leaves a mark
I was hesitant to try it, though I've longed to do it for so long. But I was scared. Some people get too attached, addicted, obsessed - craving for it all the time. Some get their hearts broken, even if they've given it their all. Yet I knew it was a risk I had to take. It was time that I gave myself a chance to be happy. Curiosity got the best of me. My life was never going to be the same.
In my room, I was trembling. I didn't know how to do it - even if I saw it being done so many times on TV, on pictures, and in movies. There's nothing like experiencing it for yourself, with every sensation running through your body and every emotion rushing through your veins.
Handsome in black and red. I smiled. Perfect, I thought. I couldn't take my eyes off. I immediately threw my arms around My Love and began the most wonderful experience of my life.
I used my hands to touch the contours of the body, closing my eyes in order to feel the moment. My fingers ran up and down, until it brought me pleasure. On the bed, I was uneasy but I started to play, trying positions out, seeing if they worked for me. Sounds were made, however pleasant or unpleasant they were (I hope no one heard them). When I got the hang of it, I just continued, and continued, until I grew tired, until My Love grew restless as well.
I sat up, feeling more fulfilled than ever. I now know why so many people yearn for this ecstasy, why some never want to stop. I turned around and saw the most beautiful body on my bed. Still perfect, in whatever light.
I knew this was the beginning of a life-long relationship. Now that I've started it, I'm never going to allow it to end.
Me and my guitar. BOW.
In my room, I was trembling. I didn't know how to do it - even if I saw it being done so many times on TV, on pictures, and in movies. There's nothing like experiencing it for yourself, with every sensation running through your body and every emotion rushing through your veins.
Handsome in black and red. I smiled. Perfect, I thought. I couldn't take my eyes off. I immediately threw my arms around My Love and began the most wonderful experience of my life.
I used my hands to touch the contours of the body, closing my eyes in order to feel the moment. My fingers ran up and down, until it brought me pleasure. On the bed, I was uneasy but I started to play, trying positions out, seeing if they worked for me. Sounds were made, however pleasant or unpleasant they were (I hope no one heard them). When I got the hang of it, I just continued, and continued, until I grew tired, until My Love grew restless as well.
I sat up, feeling more fulfilled than ever. I now know why so many people yearn for this ecstasy, why some never want to stop. I turned around and saw the most beautiful body on my bed. Still perfect, in whatever light.
I knew this was the beginning of a life-long relationship. Now that I've started it, I'm never going to allow it to end.
Me and my guitar. BOW.