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I remember when you first reached out to me. You were kind, intelligent and persistent. We chatted and I quickly discovered you were real, down to earth and sensible. Not only that, but you were playful and sweet. Even from a geographical distance. I felt connected to you even before we met. The way you lifted me up with your words, took your time to excite me and showered me with praise-it pushed the anticipation of meeting you to a level that was difficult to ignore.
Then came the day we met. You were eager to help me with the task at hand despite what you were going through. You gave me space to be shy and allowed me to be me. No pressure. You never leered at me. You treated me like a friend even though I could see the desire and hope in your eyes. You took me to dinner and we enjoyed congenial conversation about our past accomplishments and our histories. And then you took me home. No expectations. Again, no pressure. When we said goodbye, I could see the look in your eyes, like a puppy lost. That was the moment I realized: I wanted you.
The next evening, I invited you over for a visit. You came without any expectations. I greeted you in my silk robe and led you to the edge of my bed where I sat you down. I stood in front of you watching your face and your eyes. As I opened my robe, your face lit up like a kid at Christmas. Surprise and wonder were etched all over your features as I asked you if you wanted to see more. Eagerly, you said yes. I brought your hands to my breasts. That first touch was like electricity coursing through every cell in my body. My fingers gingerly opened my top and revealed your treasure. Awe enveloped your entire being. And then your lips enclosed my areolas. That moment felt so right. Like no other moment with any other man I’ve met. You suckled and worshiped with a tender reverence. Your gentle adoration of my breasts continued in bed, skin to skin, enjoying every sensation. You elicited gasps and moans from me to the surprise of us both. The quiet rhythm relaxed us both and allowed me to explore your body and provide comfort to you. This moment belonged to us and we enjoyed it to the fullest extent possible. The world melted away as our bodies joined together. Your strength made me feel both safe and brave to explore more with you. To desire more of you. All of you. Your heat and hardness elicited a different side of my femininity. A feral femininity that wanted to take care of you and destroy anyone who might get in my way. You brought that out in me.
Whenever you suckled me, the minutes seemed to pass too quickly. I wanted to nourish you with everything inside me. I craved your hunger for my breasts. When you were ravenous, feeding you heightened to pure pleasure.
I still remember how your skin smelled as I held you in my arms. I still think about your lips and tongue savoring my breasts. I can still feel your hard body against my soft curves. I can still hear your moans of satisfaction. I can still taste you on my tongue. You were a feast for my senses.
I look back at our time exploring each other and expanding our horizons, together as a couple, as a fond memory. I wish you didn’t push me away when I only wanted the best for you. I wish you had given us more of a chance. Alas, here we are. Living in the memory of each other.
I am so grateful to know myself better because of you. You empowered me to explore more and expect more. I can take that knowledge to move forward toward something more beautiful one day. You helped me realize how I’m capable of loving and giving. There is satisfaction in knowing that I am a prize worth seeking and I have so much to offer–but only to the right man.What a heartfelt message…It hits every emotional chord. I truly hope that you find the perfect match and partner that you’re seeking. I know they’re out there waiting…and you will find them.
You are a treasure and a pearl beyond price!
David
Nicely written. One can easily imagine being part of the story.
Thank you for sharing.
What a beautiful memory from a beautiful soul, and what is held important to the heart, put to words.
It reminds me of connections missed, or for other reasons gone awry.
Thank you for sharing.
You truly missed your calling in life. You could have made a mint being an author of adult romance novels. What you wrote literally captivated me from beginning to end and that’s saying something as I have the worst attention-span known to man! You have the power to reach a person’s emotions with just words on a page! Kudos to you, ma’am!
Very sweet full of yearning. Wish there were no endings in relationships but that isn’t life I guess. I recently had a big loss and so I understand the sentiments expressed here. Thank you for sharing
Now that prose is a Christmas Wish and New Year’s Hope, back to you in spades!
It’s beautiful and special bond and relationship. Nice to have all the time…but it’s wonderful to experience.
Sad and bittersweet, but hope you will find that type of wonderful connection again. Thanks for sharing!
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