Love inspires me…how about you?

WARNING: As my girlfriend put it “wow, u spared no expense; it starts out so dirty, i felt a little embarrassed reading it. it was like pure erotica” So be warned. It’s manly about masturbation. And fantasy of lots of women ::Cough, ::Cough:: SO YOU ARE SO WARNED. So leave me the Fuck a lone, if you don’t like.

Love-KJ
Chapter: Lust and Love

PLEAE READ WARNING FIRST!!

I fear many things in my life, the greatest of them all happens to be myself. My bra is falling off, its twisted and turned and it was pissing me off. I found myself staring at my breast, my nipples were hard, I must have been cold. The sudden impulse to squeeze the nipple in between my finger. I closed my eyes. What had possessed me to do this, maybe it was cause for once I was alone in my dorm, and I need to feel something real. Yet, I knew that wasn’t where I wanted to touch. I bit my lip, and unbuttoned my pants. This wasn’t the first me I had done this, but here in the dorm, it was as it gave me a rush, for I didn’t know what time anyone would be back, or if the other rooms would hear me.
I bit my lip harder, and pressed my hand inside my underwear. As I felt my pubic hair, tingles rushed up inside me, it indeed had been a long time since I had done this. A slight whimper came from my lips already, so I bit my lip harder and hopes that I wouldn’t have to deal with a bloody lip when I was done. My hand on my pussy, I had became so soaking wet. I felt it, and almost moaned, it felt good, to feel the layer that had formed. I drew circles around my clit, and teased myself, as I closed my eyes and imagined beautiful women, big breast, and great curves. Some tall, some short, and everyone a different culture, different race, or different class, but they were all naked and enjoying each other presence. I don’t think I have ever been this wet, there lips touching and there fingers thrusting inside each other, and there tongues dinning on each other. Grinding into each other. Yes, they were cumming, and screaming in pleasure. They were all beautiful, as they did this dance in the rain. Then I imagined her, and the rest of them went away. Her, the one I had no name for yet. Her skin was dark, lips red, and eyes deep dark brown, that I started to shake. My hand now wanted to paint. Paint her with me making love, and would indeed be the most beautiful painting I have ever seen. She was my soul mate, even though I did not know her, or the details of shadows on her face.
I see her on top of me, with her head my shoulder and I thrust myself and my fingers up into her. She moans, and I know I am in love for I never head anything so beautiful in my entire life, and knew that there could never be such a beautiful sound as that. I lift her chin, so she looks me in the eyes. I want to see her love and I want her to see my love and desire.

“this is why you have to marry me.“ I whisper as I feel her lips softly kissing me, then as she lays her head back on my shoulder she whispers in my ear. “I will.” “I don’t have a ring for you,” I put my head away, and she leans her up to look me in the eyes again, “All I need is your love. I know in this pretend, I know this is my imagination, cause nothing could be this good. Love is not this good. Love is filled with heartbreak, deceit, not this. Yet, it feel so real, but as I open my eyes, I find myself only touching myself, dripping in my sweet, shaking. I swallow down hard, and whisper to the open air. “You have my love forever.”
I threw myself in the shower to wash my juices and my feelings away. Yet when I closed my eyes, dunking my head in the pressured cold water. I saw her again, and I felt her legs wrapped around me as I grinned up into her, as I kissed her neck. She was moaning and I looked up to her, into her eyes. She moaned, “God Caroline, what you do to me?“ I opened my eyes, as I cried with the shower pressure. I knew what it was like to know my soul mates presence, but not the real thing. It might as well been imaginary, but she was real. She had to be. How else could I imagine such a beautiful person in my heart.
The worse noise is the sound of “Beep, beep, beep.” It’s the sound I know that I have to get my ass out of bad and get myself to class. Yet, I was glad I did g et up to go to class that day, cause when I was about to open the door to the building I had class in that day, there she was. She was there looking even more beautiful then I imagine. I knew, as my heartbeat quicken, and hands sweet, it was her, my soul-mate. She was walking few seconds a head of me, I cant tell you what was going in my head in this moment, but I know everything was so chaotic, thoughts jumping back and forth. My soul mate, it couldn’t be, but I knew it was. I grabbed the door handle before she touched it and open it for her. She turned around little frustrated, like opening the door was some kind of insult, like she couldn’t get the door herself. Yet when she saw my eyes, her look soften, and she instead just said thanks in a sharp matter, but still said thanks, and walk so fast that she disappeared around the corner. I wanted to scream out to her, but my throat was dry. I wanted my feet to run after her, but they continued to go in the slow path they did every morning, that I had an early 8:30 class. Which has taught me never to sign up for an 8:30 class. Even though I thought it be easy since high school I had to wake up at 5:30. Yet college is totally different situation. That wasn’t on my mind though, she was. Had I missed my chance, would I never see her again. I don’t even know her name.
I tried to cleverly look at my watch, without being noticed that I was looking at the time for class to be dismissed. Your not suppose to be doing this in college, college is supposed to be about being a good studies person, especially since your paying to be there. God, the money that has gone out to this school. Jesus, the books alone could have bought me a damn computer. I scratched my face, and let out a small yawn that tickle my noise, and blew into a sneeze. Lucky for me class was dismissed, as I shot out the door.
I was hungry, not necessary for the on campus food, but I was starving. Not to mention, I didn’t have a car. I bought my sub, and sat at a booth and took a big bite of my juicy sandwich. Then as I lifted my sandwich away from my face, in the corner of my eye, there she was eating mashed potatoes, and there in that second I knew it was true, she was my soul mate, she was my love. I was starring at her, her visible soft smooth skin, her lips ready to be touched, and God her eyes, her eyes, oh god, her eyes, oh shit, her eyes where looking at me too. I looked back to my food, and let my eyes dart around. Till I finally took a look at her again to see if she was still looking at me. She was writing on a piece of paper, probably homework I thought. Then she looked up to me again, as I blushed realizing I was caught again. God she going to think I am her stalker or something. So I looked down again at my sandwich but I could feel her starring at me. Was this a game? Did we both dream of each other, are we both so introverted that we dont know how to approach each other. How do you approach someone in this situation.
My thoughts were quickly interrupted by her presence near me. I didn’t look, but I could feel her there. I finally had enough courage to look at her face, and before I could mutter words out she slipped a piece of paper in my hand and walked off again.
Dear who ever you are,
If you have dreams like I do, show courage and do what you do in your dreams.
Love,
Gemini
That was all I needed to run and catch up with her, till I fallowed her into a hall that was somewhat dark. please, stop.
“Pease?” she was walking away and not looking back.

“You have to beg better then that, or show me something you know I like.”
I caught up with her and put my hand in front of her and pushed her against the wall gently. “I know what you like,” I went to her ear and whispered, “you want to be dominated.” I glanced quick to see if anyone was coming, and when I saw no one I leaned into her lips and kissed her. I don’t know if anyone has ever had that kiss, who's reading this. It's that kiss that every movie star gets at the end of the movie, the one where you see stars and feel like your floating and dancing in the wind. She whimpers in my mouth, god the sound. That beautiful sound, it fills my ears with the sound of heaven. If it wasn’t for a bag of something dropping from some guy down the hall, I don’t think I would have ever stopped. Her either. Our arms wrapped around each other, the warm embrace. I glanced at her eyes, and separated myself slowly as possible and took her hand and guided her out the door, and away from the guy's stare, as I took her too my suite and shut my room door, luckily my roomy wasn’t there, and I kissed her again, passionately as I could as she moaned. God, Sweet tender moan. What a beautiful sound, what can I do. The sound, the music, oh god. I pulled away. “wow” I managed to say.
I sat on my bed, and so did she. “uhhh.” I stuttered. “what now?”