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Greetings. Here is another story from the Mind of H.D. Meister. If you are
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Explore
By: H.D. Meister
(dez187lm@hotmail.com)
I don't know too much. I tend to wander aimlessly around, picking up bits
and pieces of things as I go along. Like tonight.
I've had sex before, and I definitely enjoy the company of women. But
tonight was... different. And I don't really understand why. Maybe its because
I have known her for close to eight years. Maybe I'm just too new to the whole
sex thing to make an informed decision. I don't know, but I do know that five
hours ago I spent three of the best hours of my life... and I may never get that
chance again.
Her name is Fay. She won't pass inspection at any modeling school, but
that's just fine by me. I like a woman who looks best when Nature shines
through, without the tint of makeup or gaudy jewelry. I love watching her full
hips force some piece of fabric to move as would an image from the depths of a
man's fantasies. As far as I am concerned, she is perfect.
But she is, or was, a friend. We shared a moment of pure heaven, and now
I find myself trapped in the smallest, darkest corner of Hell. All because I
cared for her. I won't regret what happened, and I hope she finds another
willing to give her what I hoped she received from me.
There are those who would condemn me for taking advantage of a woman who
has just lost someone who claimed to love her. Fuck 'em. They know nothing of
the caring I had... have... for her. They don't know how many nights I spent
seeing and feeling her kiss on my lips. I really loved her, and I let one night
of passion crush the only chance I had of telling her those three magic words.
And I do not regret any of it.
It was something to behold. The people were nothing; all that even
breathed air were our souls. It wasn't sex. It was... pleasure. Joy. That
one thing which men crave so desperately and strive for each day they are alive.
I remember that first kiss. Nothing in the world can ever take that memory from
me. She and I were one thing. I can honestly say that I made love to a woman,
not fucked some chick.
I was a spectator at this event. I can still recall watching our bodies
become one. I can remember the heat as they explored each other with fingers
and tongues. And I have no regrets. Total bliss. No pain. No doubts. No
regrets. I can see... and feel... the softness of her breasts as I watch my
mouth descend upon one heaving mound of succulent flesh. I watch as my body
responds to the primal call to please another, regardless of the satisfaction
gained.
It was truly making love. Even as I slid my tongue along her body,
traveling ever downwards, it was making love. She filled my mouth with proof of
her trust and caring. The sounds slipping through her parted lips were more
pleasing to my ears than all love songs. I saw her fingers claw at the air, and
knew what reality they wanted to hold. I fulfilled their need, offering my body
to their savage cry. Nothing could ruin this moment. Not even the possibility
of my roommate coming hoe. He would simply have to walk around our thrashing
bodies... and envy.
I didn't care about anything but her. I wanted nothing more than to watch
her eyes blaze with passion... at MY HANDS.. I didn't even care if this ruined
our friendship. All I cared about was my one shot at fifteen plus minutes of
fame. Fame... within her soul. I would cease to be the kind friend who
comforted her now and again. I would be, in every good sense of the word, her
lover. Her only lover. I would be that part of her she could look upon during
moments when the world seemed bent on her destruction... and smile.
I gave everything I possessed that night. I was nothing more than some
God forsaken machine from the twisted mind of an engineer who wanted to create
the ultimate pleasure sensation. I left no part of her body unexplored. No
part... not even her ample rear.
The soft knock at my door yanked fear from my stomach. I knew it was Fay,
and I knew that I would have to face the demons much sooner than I would have
imagined. I opened the door and waited for the end. I would hear her say words
which would finish me. I would enter into a period of my life which would,
given time, die... but live the life of those undead terrors within all men.
She didn't speak, and I was not about to open my mouth. I was content to
wait for the inevitable. Should have known; my life has but one unchanging
rule: shit happens.
She kissed me, and smiled. I had not lost a friend; I had gained true
love. She had thought about our union... tasting of it's fruits. Apparently
she found it good. I wanted to hear it from her lips. I NEEDED to hear it.
She loved me. Years of friendship had paid off. Del would be proud of me; he
always said that friendship should come first. He was right, and the proof was
not more than a arm's length away from me.
I noticed that she had brought in an overnight bag, something which I
failed to notice before. She had hoped that I would not reject her. As if!
All I wanted was to know endless nights within her arms. Passion beyond the
realms of normal men. Even if we never had sex, I wanted to spend my twilight
with her. No one else.
I'm still shocked that we made it to me bedroom. Even more so by the fact
that it has taken me close to twelve years to get the mind-set to write down
this tale, still incomplete.
And yes... I am married to her. Fay is me, and I am her. There is
nothing more to say.
Except... I love her.
(dez187lm@hotmail.com)
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