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By freakinsecret Date: 2002 Sep 19 Comment on this Work [[2002.09.19.22.38.11285]] |
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large warm slightly tough hands trace the outline of my hip over and over. im terrified frozen in shock melting inside as he goes no further but doesnt back off i know so little and trust myself less it becomes light time grows short and i have to go to florida a rough textured chest feels so strange and yet so right pressed into my back his hands are there im falling off his bed theres someone else in more ways than one and i dont know what he wants en route to indiana stopover in my bed how do i say to my roommate 'would you mind not being there?' i skip my classes on the first day he is next to me his hands on me his lips on my shoulder his cock stabbing my legs im terrified. it never ends time grows short he has to go to indiana. my day is a haze of want and shaking and crying in the bathrooms before that day i thought creaming your panties was only an expression. visiting indiana roommate tagging along we never discussed her awkward question asking for permission to 'pursue' you im falling off his bed again giving him every chance to be 'pursued' his hands are on me instead of her and im terrified. im alone with him im terrified im hungover im too drained to hope his hands wake me and the second they stray under the lace is exquisite bliss. he brings me three times before i can convince myself that i am not dreaming. he brings me with his mouth with his hand with his cock he brings me to another place another level of existence and im terrified it gets worse and worse every time i see him and his hands touch me. |