You’re my warm heart in a cold world. ♥
If you could go anywhere in the world in the next hour, where would you go?
I would like to visit New Zealand, and just relax.
To be honest, you?
Have you ever written a sex story piece? I bet it'd be good.
Maybe.. I write for a sex column.
It is 2:32 A.M, and its final week. Were at the library and everyone seems to be frustrated. With you right next to me, the familiarity of your scent wakes me up with such a delight smell. Our eyes and mind glued focused on our studies. I seemed to later lose focus and focused this distraction onto you. I seemed to be studying you, making you my priority. The way you write, the way you get annoyed of how long you’ve been here and how you can’t seem to understand this one certain problem. The way you seemed stressed, makes me get up. I walk up right behind to where you sit and whisper in your ear, casual things in a casual conversations, later giving you a massage that you deserved all day. I then tilt your head back and up, and said hey.. and kiss you. Turn you away from the cubicle, you were sitting at and as I stand, I reach out my arms to assist you to get up. Slowly and softly.. I just walk us. Making you curious.
Behind the book shelves not too far from us. Grab your face with both my hands, kiss you deep and hard. Placing my hands on your waist, making its way down. Lifting you up from that beautiful and soft ass of yours, and kiss you even more, pushing your back against the wall, increasing the intensity of our kiss.
Making a ruckus, knocking books over left and right. The ideas of others around no longer existed. We run around in joy from this adventure.
We find a room, where we stop laughing and.
I .. slowly approach you, while you stand still, walk behind you. Run my fingers under your hair, getting a good grip. Where I then, place your head on the table while you are bend over and ask when do you want it?
Remove your clothes, slide my dick in between your legs, rubbing it back and fourth on your sensitive clit. ‘I think you’ve been a good enough girl’, and let you enjoy my dick slowly enter inside you and I know how much you love it, when it first enters, making you moist. Getting into rhythm, I slap your ass hard enough to match the loud moans that leaves your mouth and continue fucking you deep with consistency.
Grip your hair once again and place you on to the floor. Where you have me against the wall, and I fill your mouth to lessen the loud noises we’ve been making. Sucking me off, I give you a few deep gags, where you gasp for air.
Sit back in my chair, and fuck you doggy style one more time, before thinking we might get interrupted. I cum, you swallow.
We go back to our original, studying locations and act as if nothing happened and just smile the night away, while still being wet and myself, being hard.
And who said, Libraries can’t be fun.
What's one past time or hobby that you'd hope to be able to continue even until old age? Like even when you're physically incapable of doing. Okay, that's my last question :)
Even if I wasn’t able to physically write it. I’d love to speak the concepts of the stories brewing within me and have someone write it for me or even just have a great conversation and share stories with one another.
Great company, great vibes, great writes.