Letting my imagination run wild and sharing it with you.
I've changed my mind
She was unexpected, wonderful and forbidden. I first saw her, my cheeks started to blush and the butterflies fluttered and tickled my stomach. The curve of her lips always forming a seductive smile and the incredible stare that she gave sending me weak at my knees. The hair rising on my body from the radiating electricity and the yearning to feel her touch. If only I could have her.
She often finds herself drifting. She makes mistakes more than others and her insecurities eat at her, weighing her down. She notices that she has more fears than hopes and her thoughts run the show rather than her heart. Boys don't notice her and her fantasies are left untouched and unfulfilled.
Closed in and Shut in
As I opened up my eyes, they struggled to focus. I groaned when I tried to sit up and touched the pain my head. I could feel the lump and looked at my hand. I saw the blur of blood and felt the warmth of it on my fingers. As I continued to investigate the liquid coming out of my body, I started to realise that my legs felt cold. I focused down at my feet and saw them shackled to a stone covered floor. I pulled my right ankle, thinking this must be some sort of sick joke from my friends, payback from the prank I pulled, but it didn't budge. I began twisting my foot to a point where I felt like I was ripping it off the bone and started screaming when I couldn't get the release. I pulled again, this time too hard and I groaned in agony, collapsing back on the chilled floor. I could feel my heart racing and my fear starting to kick in. What the hell happened?
His voice was in my head, like music. I wasn't even listening to the words that he was saying, but rather the movement of his mouth. As I watched with so much intensity, I realised when he stopped speaking. I looked up and saw his eyes watching me. The eyes that lay upon me were bold, bright and full of love and curiosity. I stared at him until he moved in to kiss me, probably because I was making him uncomfortable. His lips were soft but urgent, like he needed the taste of me on him, needed to feel my lips on his. I crumpled into the kiss and fell into a state that only he could put me in. All of my senses were heightened and numb at the same time. His hands begun to move around my body, exploring my figure as the lust deepened. I pulled at him, trying to tell him that I wanted more, needed more. He got the message and moved up my legs to get under my dress. I felt the silk go up my body, moving past my hips and my stomach with his hand following close behind. His hand reached the edge of my breasts, forcing me to moan deeply into his mouth. I leaned into him giving him the approval that he needed to go further. His hand slid beneath my undergarments and onto my bare skin until he reached my nipples. The shiver was sent down my spine all the way to my toes and I felt the hairs rise on the back of my neck. I could feel his erection hard against my body, and I placed my hand around his phallus. As my hand was gliding up and down his manhood, he turned over onto me, making me lay on my back with his weight softly holding me down. I felt the tear in my underwear as he ripped them off my skin, not caring how expensive they were or how much he loved them and he inserted himself inside of me. I moaned in pleasure, feeling all of him slowly deepening in my genitalia and begged him for more by grabbing his hips and forcing my body up to his. He responded by pushing harder and making me completely speechless. As we were masking ourselves in each other's sweat and gratification, I could feel myself coming close to climax. "Harder, Harder." I felt the contraction of my muscles, my heart rate increase and a satisfying freedom as I heard him do the same. He began to slow to let his come release inside of me until he stopped and collapsed on the bed.