SEX? Whats the trigger??

 So, I was sitting at home, not thinking about it at all….sex that is.  And I was talking to a friend online, about something embarrassing that had happened to me….of course. And as we were talking….i dunno…something inside me…was…turning….How did I turn an innocent conversation….into…sex?  There it was. In a matter of seconds…its like our converstation went from…oh yeah…that was funny….too….Your hot, and I want to see you naked…..I was thinking that….I didnt say it. And before you start to think of me as a slut…which I ….am clearly not. Because…what I think about, and do are two different things.  But serioulsy. What is it….that makes us get turned on soo quickly. This person didnt say anything. It was all me. I wasnt even thinking about it at all. There was nothing that I saw that made me think….hmmm…sex….naked……grrr…nothing…But yet…I thought it.  I thought…sooo much…that I started wishing I wasnt alone.  I mean Im glad I am….for the benefit of myself…but…I really want to know. What triggers sex, when sex…..was the furthest thing from my mind

Add a comment January 30, 2007

Luscious Lips

I saw him from across the room. I had seen him before. We had never talked, though we had made a connection many a times. He turned around and saw me sitting alone at my table.All my friends were dancing, and I had sat this one out. Even though there was a million people around, all we saw was each other. I could feel the intensity burning inside me. The skiddish school girl shyness feelings that I was trying to hide. It was too late though, he felt it. No words were spoke, no movements were made, but I knew that I wanted this man, and I didnt even know his name.  Breathe. His eyes locked with mine, and he starting walking toward me.  This was it. He was strong, but weak. He was confident but I could tell he was vulnerable. My heart was racing, he was getting closer now. He was shorter for a guy. Kinda good, and he was scruffy, looked like he hadnt shaved in a couple of days. His hair was messy, like his shirt. I wonder who this man was.  But there was something about him, I couln’t get him out of my mind.  He stopped right in front of me, and reached his hand out and grabbed for mine. He lifted it high, and our fingers crossed. His hand in mine.  Heart still racing. And then we just starred into each others eyes, I was just waiting for him to make the first move, so I could just ravish this beautiful man. He took his arm and slid it across the table, knocking everything off it, picked me up and through me on the table. that was hot. he was hot. heavy breathing, yet we have never touched. Such passion. Such fire. Two souls that desired something, and we didnt care about anyone around us.  He grabbed my head forcefully and pulled me into lips. Almost animal like. So forceful, so…hot. My hand scratched his back as I lifted his shirt up. He had amazing skin.  I ran my hands through his hair almost slighty pulling, while I kissed this man. I kissed him like this was my last kiss so I better make it good. He was amazing. Luscious. His mouth was beautiful…and he tasted like….he tasted like…like soap…like bath soap…like….

“Cough! Cough! Gasp!”

I was choking on my bubble bath water. Gross. He was just a dream. Just a dream. I had fallen asleep in my fricken tub. I looked at the clock, 12:11. I had just had…well…almost a sex dream.  Amazing. Even after I came too and cleared my lungs of the water, I could still feel my chest breathing heavily. Yup my heart was still racing. Yes it could have been the fact that I had almost drowned in my tub, but I couldnt let it go. That feeling. That…passion. He was hot. Isnt it great how amazing our dreams are? Damn…it was a dream.

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