Teicu
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Joined: 10/4/2012 Status: offline
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How I yearned for those precious stolen moments, flashes of time that emanated from mutual desire, passion and lust; fleeting opportunities that I craved with my whole being, aching for the next encounter, feeding my hunger, my insatiable appetite for what you had shown me, a new and exciting world that revived my soul and my existence. The medium of a messaging service penetrated my day to day routine with vibrancy. With every impending buzz of my phone, I felt a stab that pierced my stomach, my pussy, my breasts and my mind. Every “Hi there” delighted me. The natural discourse that so frequently strayed off into the sexual realm aroused me intensely. Descriptions of your touch, your sensuality, your desire, your sex, your being, made me want you more and more. Your appeal was exquisite, your charm irresistible and with every encounter we shared, my addiction to you increased. “Two worlds have collided” I would say as I tried to make sense of the unfathomable odds that we should have ever have stumbled across one another. Even more profound was the fact that we connected on many levels and particularly so in the territory of uninhibited lust and mutual sexual desires. Reciprocal fantasies and the giving and taking of sexual gratification laid the foundations of our relationship. You introduced me to a world where I did not need to silence my intimate yearnings, I was free to articulate my innermost desires and I trusted you implicitly with them. You awoke me from a slumber of meaningless nothing and in its place you acquainted me with a sexual freedom, the promise of consummation, a rich, unbridled encounter with a vertical depth of intimacy and shared desires. That was then.
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