Descriptive Essay About My First Love

Your hands tangled in his hair as you felt his lips trail down across your chin, over the span of your throat, nipping gently on the skin of your neck. Alex felt you gulp, felt the quickening of your pulse and you did snap, letting out a throaty moan, so goddamn needy for him and he hasn’t done much more than kissing, he felt so lucky to be the one to make you feel like this.

Ace chuckled against my neck, the bass of the music still beat loudly his thrusts in perfect sync. He grabbed my hands and lifted them above my head, and pressed them firmly into the mattress. The next song started, Ace pressed his chest to mine and thrust inside of me, deeper and faster;

My body felt limp and useless as his hands traced the outline of my arms, making my skin shiver with delight. His fingers felt delicate against my soft skin, and I soon felt my eyes fluttering close as I let myself relax. There was a first time for everything, wasn't there?

Your gulped for air, savoring the cold gusts that made their way into your lungs, offsetting the burning in your chest even for a second. Jonathan was kissing your face tenderly, eyes screwed shut, as he indulged in your warm heat. Oppositely, Dio was behind you, tugging on your hair while he thrust into your other entrance. Your throat was absolutely raw from all the wrecked moans you released throughout the night. The two have been at it for hours now, rocking your body with force only they could exude. Both of them had come multiple times throughout the night, filling you up to the brim; it was even leaking out of you, every time they pulled out, leaving your thighs and the sheets soaking wet. Not that anyone of you cared right now.

We were just laying there, on the bed, holding each other so tight. I felt his breath on my ear, and I felt his stomach moving up and down slightly, from his breathing. My head was propped against his chest. Our legs were intertwined. We said nothing, the both of us were just enjoying each others company. It was nice no speaking involved, just holding on to one another. It felt like such an intimate embrace. His skin was so soft, except for the little bit of stubble on his face. His lips on my head felt like if you had the softest silk blanket rubbing against your freshly shaven skin. It all felt so perfect, us just being there together. Only us, no distractions, it felt like nothing could ever tear us apart.

My hands gripped the sheets tighter as his mouth made his way up my chest. When he reached my mouth and I could feel his breath lightly over my lips. The feather light touch killed me. I wasn't expecting it. His touch was so gentle, I honestly felt like I was going to fly out the window if it wasn't latched shut.

His fingers delicately weaved their way into my hair as our eyes met. My body was pressed up against his with nearly no space between us. Our mouths were slightly agaped, neither of us really knowing what to say. My heart was numb, but on fire at the same time. My breathing picked up and I felt like my heart was about to jump out of my chest.

I knew I should’ve expected his lips on mine, but it was one happy surprise after another. Why I kept telling myself this one would be the last I had a clear idea where that thought came from and had no problem being wrong over and over again. Once we were out of our seat and he remembered something other than kissing me, the two of us walked hand in hand to the dining area that would put quite a few five star restaurants to shame (as if I had ever been to

Then we fell onto the bed and slow grinded on one another until we couldn’t take it anymore. As he fondled my private areas, my thoughts ran wild. My bangles clinked as I reached down and guided his thick erection into my wetness. Damn, I don’t ever remember it feeling this good, I thought to myself as I wrapped my legs around his lean body. I felt so good; I felt like drooling. I called for Mont as he slowly savored every plunge into my juicy love box until my cell phone rang.

The day started off normally, I woke up at my bed feeling the bright warm sunlight on my face. As I get off of my bed and looked out of the window,

Love is a very mysterious thing. People can have a love-at-first-sight type of situation or they can slowly, over time fall for someone. There have always been some meaningful quotes about love. Such as, “everybody has a soulmate” or “love will lead you to the person you’re meant to be with.” I always thought love wasn’t real, and that people could never commit their lives to another person. Love was scary to me because i thought it would make my life worse, when in fact, it made my life complete. The first time we met, the first date, the first kiss, and the day he proposed are all signs of what life is.

It was a dark and gloomy day with moisture in the air. The wind was hallowing through the afternoon, while the rain poured down and sounded like a storm in the ocean. This was the worst possible thing that I expected when I got married, what else would go wrong? Wait, I forgot I was marrying someone I didn’t love. This was however by choice though. I didn’t want to deal with her and her crazy plans so I gave up on my kingdom and composed a plan to make us both happy it would affect my life greatly though. This all started when I turned thirteen.

Soft rays of sunlight dance gently across my face leaving patterns in every direction they move. My bedroom walls remind me of you. Days without you by my side are black and white. Dull. I had no friends until you came back into my life. Our time together was magenta. Peaceful. You always knew how to draw me to you, even without meaning to. Chilling. The blue sky that one day when we were nine laying down on the grass at the park, that was the day I first realized I kind of loved you. These same walls we confessed our love and desires. As I lay here in my bed with sheets you once laid, I feel your presence consume me.

I’m Angelique, 15 years old, filipina. Everyone knows that about me and then they make their single story about me. I’m a shy girl to some and really weird and outgoing to others. No one really knows what I’m like or who I truly am. In this essay I will be revealing myself to all of you, whoever you are.

I hooked up with another woman, but something was different, it didn’t feel the same, my interest was not there. I’ve had that kind of day before, but this was different, something was off. The touch, the feel, the kiss, something was definitely different. It was not one of those times when I wasn’t in the mood and trying to force a feeling, no matter what I did, I just wasn’t feeling it.