Absolute bliss

These past two weeks I experienced moments that most people never dream experiencing. And how can you dream about something so serene, so perfect, without having to leave your mortal body and touch heaven. It’s like you would ask a small child to dream about a chocolate that he never tasted in his life.

The woman who feared a paralel relationship, alongside the current one she had with her husband, started slowly to forsake her fears and boundaries and throw herself into my arms.

We had nights and days of passion that neither one of us experienced before. We were doing everything together, breathing every second to the maximum. The time stood still, while we were touching heaven over and over again.

We spent the winter holidays together, while she started to introduce me to some of her friends, yet we waited every time for the moments when we were together again, just the two of us and our hot bodies that craved for each other.

It was the first time when we had sex in a club’s bathroom. There were people walking outside and we knew they could hear our moaning, but we did not care. The fear of getting caught made the experience far more thrilling. When we exit, there was a bodyguard waiting outside, who just smiled when he saw our satisfied faces.

Yet, the most intimate moments were the ones when she would put her head on my chest and we would transcend our earth lives and went together into a new world, built just for us. In this world, our past experiences were forgotten, all the boundaries that were raised in front of our love on earth dissapeared and we were one and the same celestial being. It was like we were Adam and Eve, that did not yet bite from the apple that would end their happy life.

Today the hapiness was interupted when she returned to her husband, while I am praying for her fast return into my loving arms.

Sleep or over?

“I’ll sleep when I am dead” sings Jon Bon Jovi in one of the best performances I have ever seen from an artist. The guy displayed a great stamina while he kept on singing 3 hours straight.

I assumed this life drive a few years ago and ever since there were few opportunities that were let to pass by. “You should start a rock band”, said a woman very dear to my heart once. “Maybe you would not be that successful, but for sure you will fuck a lot of young girls.” And young girls need a mentor, don’t they?

Women view sleepovers as a very intimate act, first step before starting to portray a future involving a white gown in front of an altar and 2 kids following shortly. The choice is pretty hard to take as men are usually afraid of a Disney threesome: sleeping with the Beauty and waking up with the Beast, with no makeup and “just ate a rat” breath.

What puzzled her strongly was his proposal to have a sleepover. “What kind of trick is this? Men just want to have sex and send you home asap, don’t they?”

It all started with a candlelight dinner, very appealing food that he prepared, a little gift offered in full surprise even if she did not disclose her soon coming birthday. The food had to wait a few hours as the arousal that they both felt suddenly, just by simple touching hands and speaking in a soft, inciting voice, led to one of the greatest sexual experiences ever lived by humans, animals of Gods.

They dinned in a most romantic atmosphere, caressing each other with every bite. Chocolate and strawberries awaken senses they did not know to possess.  The couch they were sharing witnessed a very romantic exchange of sensations and emotions. That night they were the single living beings in the Universe.

The little sleep that followed was cut off by his raw need to possess her body once more. She was far from Disney’s Beast. Her skin smelled like the summer breeze, combined with Bacardi Breezer. Lime flavor, of course.

She was all into him, yet strangely could not read his intentions. His conflicting actions and words were puzzling her.

Was she another pebble on his way to conquest Paradise?