Hunt or be haunted

A very bored couple enters a pub and sits at a table next to another bored and attractive couple. They speak to each other with their mouths, but their eyes are speaking to the woman and man next to them.

The neighbor woman stands and goes to the bathroom. The man invokes an excuse and also goes to bathroom. He waits for her and when she exists, he asks for permission to sense her perfume and he kisses her on the neck, while his hand reaches her panties and caresses her pussy.

When he returns to the table, he asks his lover if the smell on his fingers is familiar to her. She throws lightings towards him and demands to leave at once.

They drive home and enter the apartment. She turns off the light he just turned on and kneels to offer him a great blow job, spitting on his penis and devouring every inch of it.
His hunter senses are activated to the maximum. Another trophy is demanded from her, though.

He lifts her up and presses her body to the wall. His hands are tearing off her panties and he penetrates her pussy, making her moan gratefully for the pleasure he is offering. The play continues though, while he is searching for another place, that no other man before him touched. She is trying to escape his attempt to sodomize her, but without success.

He is pushing harder and harder, while she feels mixed feelings of pain and pleasure. Their bodies shiver long after his juices fills the fortress never conquered before by anyone.

Will this new found pleasure make him forget his constant desire for hunting and buy her some more time with him?

Awake

A few years ago I’ve seen a movie called “Awake”, which was presenting a medical curiosity: a man was going through a surgery for a heart transplant and during the surgery he suffers an anesthetic awareness. So he’s feeling the entire operation. The pain he’s going through is excruciating.

I feel the same now for having left my soul mate. It’s like somebody ripped the heart out of my chest and burned it to ashes.

I love her more than life itself, but I could not stand the constant reminders about the fact that she is planning to have a child with her husband, just because I have a child of myself and she cannot stand that we are not “equal”.

Although we love each other so much, even if what we feel is beyond any human feelings, even if we have sex 2-3 times/day, every day, without feeling any monotony.

She will always be a part of me and I am so grateful to her for the happiness that she offered, for everything that she taught me, for being by my side, even for a short period.

I hope to meet you in another life, free of the constraints from this one.

I love you…..and it hearts so bad.

Hot winter rain

We wondered around the city, playing, speaking in double meaning phrases, having sex with each other just with our eyes.

We went to a mall to grab something to eat.

“I would like to go to the restroom”, she said in a playful voice.

I pushed her into the restroom for people with disabilities. The toilet was very large and had a door that could be blocked.

She sat down and started peeing, while my eyes were enveloping her, craving to have her right there. I watched her slim thighs, her pussy that was spraying a golden shower into the toilet.

I experienced a strange desire to lift her up and start licking her twat, while she was still peeing, to feel her smell and taste her in a way I never did with another woman.

She read my mind and said in a soft voice:

“Many men have this dream you have now, but not so many are lucky enough to meet a girl that will piss on them”.

Still dreaming of this……….

Time machine

One of the biggest dreams of humans is to invent a time machine and be able to travel up and down on the time spiral in order to change things and have a better life. Many people would like to have the opportunity to change some of their history events that changed their life significantly.

Do we take always the best decisions possible? For sure we could have done things differently and better sometimes.

My opinion is that my decisions from the past were the best ones that I could take at that moment, taking into consideration my experience, personality, etc.

I would not change anything I did in the past, as these new decisions would transform me into a different person that I would not understand or digest.

Instead of having regrets about things that we did wrong in the past, it would be better to enjoy the present, being pleased of how our personality evolved and striving to achieve a better person at all time, either from an emotional, intelligence, etc point of view.

To live into the past, analyzing all the time what we could have changed, will drive to an imperfect living. And life is too short not to be enjoyed to the fullest.

There is a famous expression that says “only death and taxes are the only things in life”. And if death is such a certitude, why wasting our short and precious life with meaningless things.

“Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma – which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition.” (Steve Jobs)

Mermaid

“I had enough of working out. Let’s hit the spa area”, I told her. I was pretty hot after watching her great ass while she was running on the treadmill.

“I’m afraid that I forgot to bring my bathing suit”, she replied.

“And why is this an issue?”, I promptly asked, with a playful smile on my face.

She appeared in the spa area, with a big towel wrapped around her. My hungry eyes were trying to guess what was beneath the towel.

The pool was closed, so we went to the Jacuzzi area. I entered first and waited in complete silence, with my heart pounding like a sledgehammer to see the picture that was about to change soon. She removed the towel and appeared in her panties and with her nasty nipples arousing my senses.

She started to play with me, while my blood was already boiling with desire. The feeling that we could be seen by somebody at any moment, were making things even more exciting.

She removed her panties and came on top of me starting to fuck me slowly, while her hands were squeezing my neck.

She turned around and asked me to take her from behind. I was constantly turning my head to check if somebody was coming.

“Close your eyes. I will be checking if somebody is coming”. I felt every inch of her tight pussy, while bubbles were splashing our bodies. I managed to forget about everything, about the fear of being caught, my senses being inundated with some of the strongest feelings I ever experienced.

About 20 seconds we stopped, a man came to pick up some things he left behind. His eyes confirmed the satisfaction on our faces that could hardly be disguised.

Who knew that mermaids also swim in Jacuzzis?

Sins of modern society

Recently I had a discussion about how our constant craving for better, higher, larger, more modern material things in our lives drives misery into the world.

We forget quite often to enjoy a simple gift or a simple gesture somebody does for us. Many times we don’t even notice them. Kids are accusing their parents that they did not receive the last iPhone model, lovers are looking suspiciously to their beloved for not offering them a diamond ring and I could go on forever.

I am a very positive person and I always thought about my life as being great, even if sometimes I passed through moments that could have been characterized as awful by most people. These kind of moments are building my personality and are making me a stronger and a better man.

You do not need to change objects and people all the time in order to feel complete and good in your shoes. Try to remember the times when we used to repair shoes, TVs, phones. Remember the times when we did not leave somebody just for not taking you in the perfect trip you suggested for this year.

Our need for fashion is influencing a lot the way we look at people and we treat them. We do not “repair” relationships anymore. Instead we prefer to always change and hunt others, that we believe are better…at least at the beginning.

Our choices for fashion are leading indirectly to people being abused by corporations all over the world for extra profit. Apple case is of a very good reference for this matter.

Try not to treat people as an old iPhone model. The new model you might get could only have a nicer color at first, but a weaker operating system.

Dream of you

Last night I dreamt that she returned to me. The doorbell rand and there she was, just with a small suitcase and with her heart on a golden platter.

“Take it, it’s all yours. But please don’t make it bleed”.

I took her in my arms and made love for hours, loosing ourselves in an ocean of passion, timeless and out of this world.

And then I woke up, and she was not there. It was all just a dream.

I started to hate my smell when it’s not combined with hers. I hate my lips that miss the marks of her lips and bites. I hate myself and I love her.

Forever

Forever

Falling star

A few months ago I realized that I started to forget the names of the women in my life and the experiences we shared. The first thought that came into my mind was to make a list and to record them, with some short comments about what we lived together.

But then, she appeared in my life. Then I realized that she will not fit in any list, that she was the brightest star in my sky. When she appeared, I realized that everything I ever lived with anybody else was nothing compared to our pure love, the deepest sensations and emotions that we shared.

I knew from the first moment that I will love her till I die…and beyond. Nothing can part our love, even if the physical closeness could vanish at some point.

And it did. Like every falling star she disappeared from sight. My prayers I lay every night to the Universe is to direct her again into my visible sky, so that we will be reunited once again.
We had still so many emotions to share, so much passion to give to each other, so much love to dive into.

My heart hurts so bad as I know that I will never find peace without her.

I need her until all the stars are burned away.

Live or stop

Did you ever feel that you want to disappear…without a trace, without anybody noticing it?

I had this feeling a few times in my life, but never this feeling was stronger than now.

I just feel that I would like to stop my heart from beating, to stop my brain from thinking and re-thinking all the good things that are not anymore in my life.

They say that if someone speaks of suicide, they will not do it. I do not have this luxury, as I have a responsibility to raise my daughter and be there for her. I need to be strong, although I would just cry to death.

I hate how life can be such a bitch, over and over. Happiness is not for mortals to live it, just to grasp it and have the perverted feeling that it will be available for him….eventually.