Erotica: Sensory Overload

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There we were, sheltered from the wind. I kept you warm with my body heat, you weren’t dressed for the weather. Your legs draped over mine, we fit like a puzzle. I think you were a little awkward, maybe a little unexperienced. I made the first move, kissing your lower lip. It connected only for a second as you giggled, looking around nervously for pedestrians on around us. You rubbed my leg, begging me for more.
“Does that feel good?” you said with a grin.
I leaned back in, kissing you. Your tongue entered my mouth with wet tingle. I grabbed your inner thigh, moving it up and down. You grabbed at my package through my baggy jeans. You couldn’t quite find it, but I guided your hand. You put your hands under my jeans, feeling me through my boxers. I was hard now, making out with you and slowly thrusting my hips against your hand. I pulled down my pants a bit, exposing my thighs. You moved your hand under my boxers. Your skin on mine felt great. I moaned a bit, muffled by your tongue so deep in my mouth. I felt myself close to cumming as you pumped my cock, now out and exposed to the outside world.
“Let’s go to the bathroom, I want to fuck you” I said to you.
Cool, calm, collected: that’s what you called me. On the outside, I’m fresh like the first of May. On the inside, my withered insides torn apart from love. My insides tied together with a noose, tight when I breath. I put you to my lips, your sour taste infects my lungs. I breath you in and out, in and out, you hurt me. You’re the first thing I think about when I wake up, the last thing I think about before I close my eyes for sleep’s silent slumber. The silence you put between us is louder than a gunshot, a gunshot to my head. My brain explodes on impact, slamming against the wall with what is left of the thoughts you gave me. My brain explodes with your touch, a sensory overload. I stumble through this life, looking for you in the crowds of swan songs. I reach out, only to have my arms break off with the tension you put me through. I can’t breath without the thoughts of you.

Aug 01, 2014 By Dave 1 Comment