You invited me to sit on your lap so we could talk.
And as we talked, your fingers found my nipple – erect because I was enjoying sitting on your lap. As our conversation progressed, you fingers just gently pinched my nipple – playing with it perfectly. All I could do is try to focus and squirm as my pussy started getting wet.
It was in that moment – of nipple play and talking and kissing – that I realized it happened. A bubble dropped down over us – the party and the conversations were far away. It was just you and me. No one else was there. Even though we were surrounded by people.
The energy – the draw….it was the second time it had happened. The second time you and I were in the same place – together – where the surroundings faded away. Just you and me – all that mattered – all that was there. And that first time – each time we drifted away – we came right back to each other. The energy kept bringing us back.
Our play that night was fun – pain, pleasure, giggles, and affection. And just like earlier, people came in and out – and it was like they were not even there. It was just you and me. All that mattered – all that was there.
During after care, your fingers traced my neck, my shoulder and my arm. And each place you touched tingled. I felt like a cat being stroked. I wanted to push into you just like a cat will do – to get more and give more.
I am smitten. I cannot get enough. I see potential. I feel energy. I feel passion. You are addictive. I cannot give or get enough.
It’s funny how the universe works.
And while I always don’t think this – I’m happy it works the way it does.
Because if it didn’t, I wouldn’t have found you.