It started with a simple “hi… how are you?” then the usual words followed like “I haven’t heard anything from you since then…” then followed by a lot of stories till…“come on let’s meet up, I’m not doing anything”. There are a lot of amazing things about changes, things like age shaped her a lot wherein I can’t even recognize her anymore… she evolved into something I can’t even describe anymore, as she talks differently now, unlike the Maria Clara type she was before, open to a lot of things and topics where I got shocked with the following things we discussed that night. I guess girls turn from caterpillars to a butterfly after a bitter taste of life, I’m not sure but it changed her a lot and not only her, same as some of the persons I know. Uhm, maybe it depends on how they tasted it and dealt with it, probably those nights they’ve cried a lot got them out of the cocoon. We supposed to discuss more things, but too bad that I need to rest for a shift that night aside from the fact that I have this belief that I don’t offer fun to a girl without a nice conversation… a connection is a key, and once it’s missing unlocking fun is very difficult unless it’s a paid service.
When two persons in the opposite sex are sad, and the room is filled with silence, remorse or dark matters… human survival instincts arise, just to kill the pain somehow, it’s like two negative charges to create a single positive charge.
So we agreed, though I have an engagement that day after shift, and it’s a long day but before I go home that evening, it suddenly happened. I can’t remember how quickly I got there in the meetup place, pick her up, then my place. She got a great body that I can’t remember ever since she’s so skinny back in the college days. Her face looks so perfect with the right light coming from the window, it’s passing through the curtain then her face. I usually let girls on top at the first few or couple of minutes after foreplay since it’s like a perfect way how to gauge how good she is and to know what to expect and what to offer, it’s like checking the specs and how to make a good equilibrium out of it. She moans so softly that heats up the show, and I find it so cute that it feels great that effort is so much appreciated. Her shoulder blades aren’t that much perfect but I find it sexy, I can say that I stayed there long for most of the act, I don’t understand why but I enjoyed it much there. I love the way how she distorts her face whenever she reaches the peak, can’t describe it with words but she looks like a different person… she’s like a beast that was unleashed, that will take time to calm down. That’s the time where girls mostly catch this feeling somehow, where mostly they mistakenly identify it as love and that kind of stare… the stare… with those eyes… eyes that are twinkling, happy… another thing that can’t be explained. Set my guards down and we’re locked, a hundred percent that tomorrow’s gonna be awkward… but no… it’s the most beautiful moment but once carried away, everything’s will change, and I’m sure that it’s not gonna be a good one. Her scent something that makes me crazy… well, that’s one of the things that make me feel weird most of the time… so deep that it’s very difficult to forget, well sometimes I smile whenever I encounter that scent somewhere… weird right? We both have fun in the end, and of course, it’s gonna be the usual cleaning of the crime scene. It’s a place where some persons knew me and I’m not proud of it… and that’s it.
It’s not the first time that I did this kind of thing and I learned some things somehow in my own way, it’s not that clear at first but answers keep on coming as I grow and try to understand the system. Selfishness and greediness kill the fun most of the time and it’s something that can’t be avoided since it’s difficult when you reach the peak and your playmate is still trying to get there. Well, it’s a give and takes situation, but sometimes as a courtesy… if the girl is not that generous enough, then just give her a shot of what you have, well at least you can see a nice smile after…and I don’t understand why girls get even prettier or cuter with an after sex smile, science? I’m not contented with your answer. Respect is one of the things that can set things right, it helps to remind me that she’s not a whore and the thing is like 2 persons trying to help each other, maybe we can call this sharing since it’s not fun if you’re going to do it alone… right? right? right?… and other than that, the discipline follows like trying to fulfill her fantasies and my penis can grant wishes, yes it does… hahaha just kidding.
We are just persons who need to find happiness in small ways that we can have around us and I just wanna share to people who perceive this kind of thing as a something that can be correlated to as being a womanizer… I just want to ask why do I need to do this if I found the one that will completely give me happiness? or maybe… have some of you thought that….uhm or maybe tried comparing the happiness that you have every day as for the persons like us…most of us too; are hoping that we can have something like yours too, a person that you know when you wake up…. and not a stranger with a shallow connection…