I miss sex. It's been... um, a long time since i've had sex, and i fucking miss it.
I miss being close enough with a person to give myself to them in that way.
Skin pressed against skin. Heavy breathing. Moans. Deep kisses. Rhythmically moving together as one.
I miss it.
I miss morning sex.. when you wake up next to a person you're completely comfortable with and you wonder how the way the light comes through the blinds and grazes their face can make you love them so much. Can make you WANT them so much.
I miss quickies in the middle of the day when there's really no time for it. But you have no real regard for anything in that moment so you attack eachother... Knocking over lamps, tripping over the dog, not being able to make it to the bed so you just collapse on the floor together and end up making love with your clothes only half way off.
I miss sex where you start off really slow and you fight every urge to speed up. You really take the time to feel every movement, every inch of the other persons body. And the intensity and anticipation builds up till you can't take it anymore and all of a sudden your thrusting into eachother so fast and so hard you feel like you're going to fucking explode.
I miss being woken up by oral sex. And vice versa.
I miss fun sex where you laugh the whole way through because you bumped heads or your bodies pressed together and made a weird noise.
I miss that initial feeling when they first enter you completely. And that feeling when they hit the back of you, or when they move JUST their head in and out making that little clicking noise. That kills me.
I miss feeling the weight of a naked man on top of me.
I miss being folded up like a pretzel. Being bent, and moved, and picked up, and pushed and pulled and turned around.
I miss the overall confusion and chaos of sex.
getting messy and sweaty and loud.
I miss having my thighs ache the next day.
I miss the rug burns and the grass stains.
I miss the vunerablity you subject yourself to during sex. Exposing every flaw. Letting yourself go completely. Giving yourself to the other person. Allowing them to do whatever they want with you.
I guess what i'm really saying is that i miss being in love. Because for me the previously stated situations only occur when i'm in love with someone. Fuck, i need a boyfriend.
I miss being close enough with a person to give myself to them in that way.
Skin pressed against skin. Heavy breathing. Moans. Deep kisses. Rhythmically moving together as one.
I miss it.
I miss morning sex.. when you wake up next to a person you're completely comfortable with and you wonder how the way the light comes through the blinds and grazes their face can make you love them so much. Can make you WANT them so much.
I miss quickies in the middle of the day when there's really no time for it. But you have no real regard for anything in that moment so you attack eachother... Knocking over lamps, tripping over the dog, not being able to make it to the bed so you just collapse on the floor together and end up making love with your clothes only half way off.
I miss sex where you start off really slow and you fight every urge to speed up. You really take the time to feel every movement, every inch of the other persons body. And the intensity and anticipation builds up till you can't take it anymore and all of a sudden your thrusting into eachother so fast and so hard you feel like you're going to fucking explode.
I miss being woken up by oral sex. And vice versa.
I miss fun sex where you laugh the whole way through because you bumped heads or your bodies pressed together and made a weird noise.
I miss that initial feeling when they first enter you completely. And that feeling when they hit the back of you, or when they move JUST their head in and out making that little clicking noise. That kills me.
I miss feeling the weight of a naked man on top of me.
I miss being folded up like a pretzel. Being bent, and moved, and picked up, and pushed and pulled and turned around.
I miss the overall confusion and chaos of sex.
getting messy and sweaty and loud.
I miss having my thighs ache the next day.
I miss the rug burns and the grass stains.
I miss the vunerablity you subject yourself to during sex. Exposing every flaw. Letting yourself go completely. Giving yourself to the other person. Allowing them to do whatever they want with you.
I guess what i'm really saying is that i miss being in love. Because for me the previously stated situations only occur when i'm in love with someone. Fuck, i need a boyfriend.
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The fact that you are alone makes me cry a lil'...but just a lil' bit because i know that when you do find him, it will be the greatest thing you have ever known. Keep the faith girlie
later days, see you on the flip.
P.S. Fuck I forgot what I was going to say...