Wicked Wednesday 259 – Space – (Looking Up)

They’d been friends for years and often shared late night dinners or just hung out with a cup of coffee and chatted. There was a time when both of their lives went sideways and she couldn’t be there for him as well as she wished, but he was still there for her. He always reminded her to look up, especially at night and see the wonder of the stars and space above us. It was always so vast and overwhelming and she was reminded she was but a speck of dust in the cosmos. Yet, somehow, she kept going and he was her best friend and support, cheering her up on bad days, cheering her on when she tried something new. They talked about their pasts, about the present, and about various plans for the future. One August night he suggested they go stargazing. She, who had never been, thought it might be a novel opportunity and was happy to indulge him.

The Perseid’s were bright and moving across the sky at an excellent pace providing plenty of chances to see them. She found herself wrapped in his arms as they watched and he pointed out different stars and constellations as well. A large meteor, a fireball, zipped across the sky and both of them gasped at the beauty of it. And he kissed her there under the stars, finally brave enough to act on what they both knew had been brewing all along. Her arms rested on his shoulders and she looked up at him, wordlessly, for a long moment before they came together in a gentle hug. It wasn’t closeness that brought them together after all, but space.

And in that space, they both found a love they thought they would never know, never get to share with someone, never come close to experiencing. Together they started a journey that hasn’t yet ended. Each year they try to catch all the meteor showers possible. Each year they grow closer. The space between them gives way to more physicality, but the space that brought them together is always there, high and vast and untouchable.

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Wicked Wednesday 242 (Follow Your Heart) – Escaping fear

I was afraid to be naked in front of him. I couldn’t do it. But he understood and never once made a fuss or asked me why. He simply let me progress at my own pace. Eventually I was able to relax and shed my clothes, like shedding an extra skin. And he loved all of me.

I was afraid to talk about anything of import for fear of rocking the boat. So he encouraged me gently to open up, without prying, without anger. So eventually I did and my fears of being able to tell him anything gradually decreased. Each conversation improved our relationship. It is a work in progress, but we’re always progressing.

I feared censure because I naturally lean towards being submissive. Despite trying my trying to hide it because of that fear, he discerned it and indulges some of my whims. I’m not made to feel less, just taken care of and loved.

There were so many fears and unknowns that I felt like sometimes I was lost because I was so scared to talk or let him in or even love me. I was convinced that I wasn’t good enough, that I asked too much, that I wanted things in bed that he might find repulsive. Despite each and every one one of those fears, he was with me every step of the way. Encouraging, guiding, catching me when I felt like I was going to fall.

But the decision I made to let him love me…that’s what happens when you follow your heart.

 

 

 

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Wicked Wednesday 236 – Winter (Winter’s Kiss)

David rolled over in bed and looked at the sleeping woman next to him. His Winter. She hated the season she was named after like crazy, even thought she almost resembled it with her icy blonde hair and pale blues eyes. She wasn’t that cold though. Warm and bubbly, she had an exuberance to her that people found enchanting. And she was his.

Her eyes opened and she smiled when she spotted her boyfriend watching her. She blinked slowly and smiled at him. “Hi there,” she whispered. “Hi yourself, Beautiful.” He tucked an errant strand of hair back behind her ear and leaned over to give her a kiss. “I love you,” he whispered against her lips and she kissed him this time, her lips soft and warm. They snuggled together under the blankets, away from the chill in the early morning air. Their lips met again gently and Winter slid her arms around David pulling him closer to her. “I want you.” She followed her words with a far less gentle kiss, this time demanding of him what she wanted.

She gradually covered him in kisses, all over his face, nipping at his ears, and down his neck to his chest where she paused to enjoy the warm expanse of his body and the dark curls that she loved to pet. Her lips met his warm skin once more and her kisses moved lower along his body. She licked and nibbled her way towards his groin and smiled when he groaned as she passed by his most sensitive parts. Winter worked her way along David’s body all the way to his ankles and then started her journey back up finding all the spots she missed on the way down. He shivered as she again ignored his growing erection and made her way back up his body finally ending her travels with a long, lingering kiss. “My turn,” he whispered and pulled her close, finding her neck and ears, pausing to kiss her breasts and both pert nipples, hard in the cool air of the bedroom. Winter squirmed at his touch, much as he had at hers and he traced a pattern down her body with his lips, finding the sensitive spot behind her right knee, lavishing it with attention until she moaned for him.

David wound his way back up Winter’s body and ended up leaning over  her, his hard cock teasing at her entrance. He kissed her as she had kissed him, drawing out the anticipation for them both. As he broke the kiss he slid himself inside of her and they both moaned. Winter pushed her hips against his as he slowly thrust in and out, teasing her, teasing himself, and taking them both higher. She urged him on, her movements becoming more forceful. “Yes, David, yes.” Her voice was soft and husky with desire and that only served to make him want her more; the movement of his hips increased against her until they were both moaning in unison. “You feel so good. I can’t last much longer.”

Winter smiled up at David and squeezed her pussy around him. “I don’t want you to. I want to feel you come inside me.” And her hips bucked wildly underneath him as an orgasm took her breathe away. She gasped and pulled David down to her for a kiss that took his breath away as his own movements became more erratic. He moaned against her lips and with a final flurry of thrusts came inside her. The feeling of him pulsing and throbbing made her orgasm again and she let the feeling take her over. She clung to him whimpering and twitching as they kissed again, this one soft and gentle after the storm of their love making. A wonderful beginning to their day.

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Wicked Wednesday 232 – Romance

Romance is something I’ve lacked in my life before. I didn’t know what it was really or how it worked. I just knew I wanted it. Certainly there have been grand gestures made that tried to be romance but they were just hollow things.

Now I’ve learned what romance is, slowly, surely, I’ve been taught. And it isn’t always something grand or overwhelming. It can be, and for me often is, about the little things. I’ve come to cherish it.Below is an untitled poem I wrote when my current relationship had just begun that to me embodies the idea of the romance and longing of missing your love.

 

In the quiet pre-dawn hours
she sighs
And wonders when he will come home to her
again

Life moves too slow
without him

and too fast
with him

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