| CHASTITY IN THE CITY by Chastity Frustration past issues |
The Bathroom door opened and he entered slowly. I turned around quickly when I heard the glass shower door open. He reached out toward me and placed his hand on the back of my neck. Without saying a word, he brought his body against mine and our lips touched. His lips were soft and gentle bring a warm calming sensation though out my body. This had been a fantasy I had dreamt about for some time. My heart started pounding with such excitement. I welcomed his affection with no resistance and no questions. The heat of the shower seemed to increase as the kiss became more passionate. He stepped back, removed his clothes and stepped into the shower. His body was toned and fit. His hair was freshly cut and bleached to a dark blond. The water ran over his body, dripping down his face and running across his chest. I could fill his body trembling when he placed his hand on my side. I looked into his azure eyes and could tell he was just as nervous as I. This moment could last an eternity. I thought he would never realize how I felt for him. Each day I felt as if a part of me was lost. The emptiness that needed to be fulfilled. My heart ached and my soul felt as if it was being ripped into a thousand shreds knowing my feelings belonged to someone who only wanted me as a friend. Now at this very moment, he was opening up to me to share the love I have so desperately wanted to give him. We held the silence between us, understanding each other without a question weather he was welcomed or not. He could feel the desire I had for him to be there. He reached out and closed the shower door. I could see in his beautiful eyes that he wanted more than just friendship. We both knew our friendship was that of great worth. We had developed a closeness that most couples only dream of having. I always wished our friendship could move to a physical stage, but gave up to be satisfied just having his presence in my life. I was feeling as if I was separating from my body. I wanted him so much and he was there, offering himself to me. Every emotion ran through me. We already knew how we verbally feel toward each other. The endless night of talking. We never wanted to ruin our friendship. I reached for his hand and understood this was just as hard for him as for me. I gently pressed my lips against the back of his hand, pulling him closer toward me. He was about to find out how much love and desire I have built up inside of myself waiting to be released for him and him alone. I kissed his neck and caressed his soft skin. I let myself go. I unleashed every physical desire I had for him. Time was at a stand still. The sound of the running water faded from reality. Our hearts pounded as one. The silence was broken only by our heavy breathing. My mind did not have to wonder far to know exactly how to please him. As our friendship deepened, we unveiled our wildest sexual pleasures like two teen boys telling sharing their sexual experiences. I knew what he liked and did not like. We both knew in the back of our minds we would be together. He never liked shower sex and I find it to be very erotic. We were both coming together to please each other. He was fulfilling my fantasy and I would fulfill his. I slowly moved down his body, turning him slightly around. I slowly and softly kissed the cheeks of his ass. I parted the cheeks, licking and teasing the hole with my tongue. He started to moan softly and a spark of joy come over me. I continued to bring him pleasure. I reached around and stroked his hard cock. All I wanted to was to please him. I never thought that things could be so intense. Even when I imagined this in my deepest of fantasies, they never were like this. My feelings and emotions were tucked so far down inside, that I didn’t realize how deep they actually ran. All of this was rushing to the surface so fast I thought was going to collapse to the floor of the shower. The fear that ran through the both of us was making us quiver. I worked my way up his back to place my arms around him. I wanted to hold him in my arms forever. I wanted to stop the fear we both had and comfort him from all the fears of the world. I wanted to tell him how much I truly loved him, to confess everything. I felt the need to show him I would be the one to never hurt him. I could not speak though. No words could come out of my mouth. I felt helpless. I had never totally given myself to anyone. He owned me. I belonged to him, as him to me. We always knew this. It was an unspoken understanding we had. With the mixture of excitement and regret, I turned off the water, opened the door, grabbed a towel and took a detailed time drying him off. When I stopped and stared into his eyes, I felt like I was falling into his world. We kissed with all the emotions that had surfaced so quickly between us. No words were spoken as I dried myself. We moved into the bedroom, floating as if I was on some extreme drug I had never taken before. The passion exploded even more as we began to explore each other. I felt so comfortable and so afraid at the same time. What if I cannot please him in the way he needs? What if I am not what he has dreamt of? The questions floated over me making me so scared, I wondered if I should go any further. I wanted to run away. I couldn’t handle all these emotions. I was not good enough for him. He was such a beautiful person, both inside and out, he deserves better. I looked into his eyes and saw he knew every thought I had. My lips parted , they trembled with fear to speak. He quickly placed one finger upon my lips. Removing his finger he gave me a single small kiss to tell me it was okay. Every question I had was answered. He loved me and that would be enough. We stared at each other for a short while. It seemed a conversation emerged with no words, but by passion and desire exchanging body to body though the air we breathed. We moved on slowly thought he night. Fulfilling our hearts most desire. We fell asleep wrapped together in a loving embrace, we so long awaited for. In the morning I awoke and rolled over to a cold side of the bed. I realized I was only dreaming. He had gone home early last night so I could catch up on sleep. I reach up to the phone on my headboard and quickly dialed his number. I knew he would not answer his cell phone this early in the morning, I just wanted to hear the sound of his voice. Chastity Frustration First lady of the Embers Miss Sweetheart XIII Miss Gay Portland XXXI Visit www.chastityfrustration.com |
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