Desultory and Impulsive

I fell asleep with her
Through guided imagery.

We started in a boat
A canoe
A kayak
A raft
And then we were sitting together
Laying together
Spooning
Ontop a crisp
Crimson and yellow
Autumn leaf
That had fallen upon the quite waters
Of a clear stream

Below us
There were fish
That swam
Between large rocks
Then small stones
Then pebbles polished smooth by our passing

The water of our stream
Was so clear
That we could not make out the difference
Between that which we were floating upon
And the air that we were breathing in

Resting together
Spooning
Upon our leaf
I felt her body relax
Sink into me

It was like a slow
Undulating wave
That started from a small somewhere
Below the diaphragm of her breathing body
Across her lungs
Throughout her shoulders
And all along her hips
Rolling like a wave
Stretching like a cat
Settling in to sleep
Nuzzling up against
The surface
Of me

Of me
As we drifted together
From stream
Into river
Where the waters ran deeper
More swift
Rushing us beyond our rushing thoughts
Letting us let them go

Our little leaf journey continued
And I held onto her
My arm
My hand
Draped over her
Her abdomen
Her hips
Her body
The length of my legs
Against the back of hers

Her heel curved
Up against the front
Of my ankle
In such a way
That when I flexed my foot up
It was as though
She were standing upon it

The weight of her body
Light like that of a child
As the river gave way to an ocean
And the birds turned into stars
And the draping of my arm
Turned into an embrace of her body
And the autumn leaf we were on
Fell into sleep.
 
I cannot find the booklet my little story was published in.

I set the goal to post it here. In short sections. Adding new things. Updating. Improving the parts I knew I could. Adding depth to character.

But the booklet is nowhere to be found.
 
I remember how your crotch felt
Against my hand

Naked
Warm
Wet

I kissed you
As my finger slid in
And pressed upward

You accepted my kiss
But... I don't know

Hesitation?
Dismay?

A distance

But kissing you...
Being so close to you
Leaning over you
Studying you

Kissing you.


Then
Something happened

A letting go

And you kissed me back
And I kissed you back
And it was like a whirlpool of passion
Where I wasn't just fingering you

And you weren't just being fingered

There was much more to it


So much more.
 
She stood behind me
At the property line
Between an open field
And the woods.
 
She pressed her front against my back
I pressed my back against her front

I turned my head to look at her

She was looking down.
 
There is an item
On my toolbox

That I wish I could slide up into her.
 
There is absolutely no fuck way it would fit

But that doesn't stop me from wanting to force her to squat over it and push down on her shoulders with all my strength and weight.
 
I feel like I should have a picture. But I don't.

Tricks on you motherfuckers!
 
One of biggest insecurities I have
Is that I'm not a well read individual
 
...in that I don't read a lot.

That I; as in what I put out there, is not well read... well I cannot be bothered with that.
 
Of course... I'm probably lying about that.

I mean no matter whatever it is
Don't we all just want to be understood?
 
A cup of coffee later...

Fuck you people
I don't give a fuckshit if I'm understood or not.

There's no stopping this train.
 
My fingers slid between the flange of the glass butt plug and her body and I paused before pulling
 
She was laying on her back
Legs spread
She was wet and warm
Her nipples
Erect
And still slick with my spit

My mouth
My tongue and lips
Locked in the memory
Of sucking on her
Nursing from her
Pulling the flesh of her body
Against my teeth
 
I was ontop
Her body pinned down by mine
The grasp of my hands
My strength
Pushing her outstretched arms
Against the mattress of the bed
Sliding my cock into her
Grazing my lips
Softly against the side of her face
 
There is a winter thought
Cold
Dark
Grey days
Where the wind
Blows through the leafless branches
Of trees
Dormant of passion

Time passes

I inserted my finger into her
She's so smooth inside
I pushed another into her

Deep into her
She didn't wince
And felt ready
 
Coffee
And plain m&m's

I lied to her last night.
I told her I was going to take a long hot bath
She asked how my bath was

I said "good."


I didn't take a bath last night.

I thought twice about it
Knowing that today I'd be splitting wood
And that I may as well just wait.

So I did.

I still said "good" when she asked.

I very well could have told her I didn't
...that I changed my mind.

She would have understood.

But I didn't.
I lied.


She now hates me
Doesn't trust me
Says if I lied about that
Then what else have I lied about.

She threw me out of the house of her heart.

I am homeless
I betrayed the one person that has ever loved me as deeply as I ever wanted a person to love me.

And it hurts.











Okay.
That was also lie.

Truth be told she was like "meh..."

I then told her that her tits and face were gorgeous.
And that I didn't regret telling her so

In return
She told me that she loved me

I told her that I loved her too.

Now I'm drinking coffee
And eating a fun-sized packet of plain m&m's left over from Halloween

Afterwards
I'm going to go back to listening to death metal and splitting wood

And that's the honest truth
 
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