This room feels so familiar… but it doesn’t look like anything I know. It must be you. Your presence here makes me feel like I am somehow in a place that I know very well.
You are laying on the couch, to your left two women, to your right one.
It’s a cozy atmosphere, I feel you are content. Somehow… in your element.
And I know you like this coziness, you enjoy the company of these pretty women and you want me there, near you. You want to share with me each part of you. And I am happy, because when I feel you happy… it simply makes me feel good. Maybe sounds somehow like a cliche, but it’s a feeling so simple that I don’t know another way to describe it.
Right now, I am an observator. The room, it may be yours, but it’s not. The atmosphere is intimate. On the floor there are two women laying naked. They are kissing each other and that makes me feel somehow… relieved because they are not kissing you.
Then I return my gaze towards the women that are laying on the couch with you. They are very attractive, all of them. I realise that I don’t find attractive the women that are kissing. But the blondes from the couch, all three are blondes… they make me feel uncomfortable. I start to compare myself to them. They’re laughing with you, they talk so freely, they are so feminine and older than me. And you are into them, you like their energy, you like their bodies.
And I feel jelous. I am jelous because they are somehow in a way that I am not. They are how I would like to be, so they are a better version, better than me.
You start kissing one of them and she kisses you back. And the kiss is deep and passionate. One of your hands goes under the shirt of another girl and touches her breasts.
I am still an observator. But I don’t know what I feel anymore.
Do I want to leave? I don’t…
Do I want to join? I don’t… know.
One of the three women is taking off her shirt, then her bra. She starts touching you, but you are busy with the other two. She gives you a handjob, then she takes you in her mouth.
I am fearful, but I take off my dress and your eyes are on me. I sit on a chair and I open my legs wide. I am looking into your eyes while I start touching myself and the blonde head moves up and down while taking you in her mouth.
I lick my fingers and I start rubbing my clit.
I wonder how you feel, love.
I tell you that I’ve changed my mind, I wanna be the one who kisses you, not the one who gets fucked.
One of the girls comes in front of you and now she’s on all fours. The other two are enjoying themselves, but not in a sexual way. They just like the intimate atmosphere.
The woman who wants you to fuck her is full of desire. You enter her pussy and she starts moaning hard. You fuck her with desire and she’s now on her belly with her face pressing into the sheets. Her screams are still loud, even like that.
And I am not an observator anymore. I get up and…
I’m done.
I’m done.
I’m done.
No… I don’t go towards the door, I go towards you because I’m done with all the words that my mind snaps, with all the mixed emotions that I feel. I know that the dominant feeling is a deep and pure love for you.
I’m always down on my knees, anytime happy to beg you to fuck me, always full with desire, but now I don’t wanna feel the pleasure of the body. Because I experience something bigger than that. You don’t fill my pussy with your cock, but my heart is filled. Full with love.
You tell me to kiss you and I do.
That *kiss me* is the most beautiful poetry i have ever heard.
Then I wake up…
I am in my bed and you are far away from me…
*Come back to me*, I whisper slowly in the night as I put my head on the pillow ready to fall asleep again. Maybe to fall in another dream.
*~You can be a sweet dream… or a beautiful nightmare*
*Either way I don’t wanna wake up from you…*
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