Enjoying Craziness

And I still remember clearly. How you touch my body gently yet lusty at the same time. How you play with heaven that created on me. How you kiss.. hold.. uhh... How my body trembled against yours.

We definitely had what-so-called sex that night. Tho yours wasn't in to mine, but still we had it. That was how you use me and my body, and how you like playing with them. Surprisingly, no other choice I made but to fall, to feel, to play with yours too.

That moment when you touched mine. It was like you flew me to the moon. I let your fingers went deep and down to mine, for I had that enjoyment. I trembled to your rhythm. I moaned, moaned, and moaned to your movement. Yes darling, you were the first to fly me. You were the first to enjoy me... and we both liked it.

Oh that warm, hard, soft, whippy thing of yours... I saw exactly how you enjoyed when I had that thing of yours. You closed your eyes, feeling the warmth I gave to you, and how happiness rushed into your head. So I licked and sucked your thing which becomes my favourite, giving you priceless pleasure ever. Pleasure, until you let out that creamy cream.

 I swore, I could give you more that that, if you'd true to me. But once you break me, your thing will not ever be the same ever again.

We indeed are crazy. Unfortunately we enjoy our craziness as if there would nothing bad happened. I do hope so.

Darling, do you love me when I undressed? Or do you love the dressed and undressed me?
Darling, do you love my big boobs? Or do you love me with my big boobs?
Cause darling, I love you with your standard piece of heaven... LOL!

Well then, when will we have another sex again? I wanna feel you in me.

Kamu Bilang Kamu Cinta

Hari ini kamu bilang kamu cinta aku.

Ya bagus. Karena aku telah menunggu kamu untuk bilang begitu. Aku sudah berdoa agar kamu bisa merasa begitu untukku. Tapi kenapa aku ragu, ya?

Kenapa aku justru jadi ragu saat kamu bilang kamu cinta aku? Padahal itu adalah jawaban atas segala doaku. Ah, mungkin karena sedari dulu awal kita menjalin kasih lalu putus, kamu masih juga belum bisa merasa sayang padaku.

Apa sih, yang bisa membuatmu akhirnya jatuh cinta padaku?

Padahal kamu bilang dulu kamu ga bisa sayang sama aku.

Sekarang kok...?

Ah, mas Puput...

Kamu ini jawaban atas segala doaku. Perasaanmu akhirnya membalas perasaanku. Tapi aku justru mempertanyakan itu. Semoga ini tak sekedar khayalku, tak cuma mimpi, atau isapan jempol belaka.

Tetaplah mencintaiku, kapten.

Soft, Gentle, Warm, and Sweet

You laid me upon that thin bed sheet, just next on your left. Then you kissed my cheek. Soft, gentle, warm, and sweet. I could easily feel your chin hair--your rough, soft, slight beard. One kiss, two kisses, three. And then you smiled at me. Oh I knew that smile. Angelic yet devilish smile that you were looking at my lips. You hug me instead.

Your hands were still on my hips when you smiled at me. And still, you looked into my lips. Here, baby, here, I would give you my lips. Not because you wanted to kiss them but it was me who was also longing to be kissed. Here, baby, here, kiss them, make them sucked into you warm mouth and fill my desiring curiousity up. With you, for you, I want to...

You had my nose stroked with your nose. Couple times. I liked it. Until you evidently kissed my lips. It was a very simple peck on my lips. And you smiled again. And let go off your hands of me. I sat on that bed. You went off from the bed, closed the door. You laid on the bed again, smiled at me, you wanted me to lay beside you again. I laid. You hug me again. Smiled that half-devil smile again. Then you had one peck on my lips. Then one simple kiss when I had my lips closed. Then you kissed them again, then I couldn't take it, I couldn't help it. It was the third time you were attempting to french-kiss me. And my thoughts were blurred by the softness of your lips, by the warm situation, by that kind of feeling that I wanted to be kissed--and to kiss.

There I was, opened my lips just to let yours in. There we were. Had our very first and awkward kiss. One kiss, two kiss, three... I couldn't remember. We just had a lot.

With my eyes still closed, I let go off my lips from yours. We smiled. Awkward but satisfying. Until you want me to be on your right. I moved. We changed position. You stroked my nose with yours again. Then I was on top when we french kissed again. At that time you braved your tounge out. We kissed. We enjoyed that a lot. We kissed. Soft, gentle, and warm... I could feel lips inside my mouth... and your tounge... and my lips that you played with... soft... gentle... and oh so wet... We couldn't stop. We didn't stop. I still had my eyes closed. I didn't care about the world. About the rain that was falling hard that time. Nor I care that it was my very last hours that I could spend with you before I finally got back to the Capital City.

There baby, there. In your room, upon your bed, we kissed, and kissed, and kissed, and yes you still wanted me to play with your tounge...

You went down to my neck, peck that one long time.


Baby I was so overwhelmed. You gave me just way too much of what I had asked for...

Later the next day you told me it was your very first kiss. Baby, it was my very first kiss too. My very first, long, wet, soft, gentle, long french kiss..

PSI . DH