Personal Narrative: The Crusades That Changed My Life

What started with the intent to be nothing more than a peck soon became a total makeout session. By the time he’d carried me to the bedroom, we were both rock hard and full of desire. Before letting myself sleep, we got intimate.

He was the most gentle lover, I had ever known, yet, the simplest touch from him, stimulated every fiber of my being; I felt I would go insane if he did not take me soon… When his mouth lowered to my pleasure place, I immediately climaxed and then cried because it was not what I wanted, not yet. He rose and entered me, causing a continuation of my orgasm that seemed to go on forever; I thought I would die from the immense pleasure he was giving me. His eyes watched me; even as he kissed me, he never closed his eyes. Not, until it was time to let loose his juices. Eye to eye, I watched him. I wondered how it felt for him. Did it feel the same? Did it feel better than what I

“I want to apologize about the last time we got up. I don’t know what got into me. I just care about you a lot.”

My words came out like melted chocolate to Jimin’s ears, he knew ive always been a very sex positive person, but never truly tested my limits until now. “Park Jimin, you know exactly how I am, or at least knew how I was” This time as I said those words I leaned in closer to him, still a bit sore from the fall but nonetheless giving him a full view of my cleavage which caused him to gulp as he tried to maintain eye contact. I pressed myself against him making sure that he could feel my breast while I whispered into his ear. “I don’t want to be foolish, and I don’t want cause any heart break between us, so if you really, really want to try being friends with this health care benefit you speak of, we need to set some ground rules” I could hear Jimin begin to breath just a little heavier, while he pushed the strands of hair that laid on my face back to then rest his hand on my neck. Jimin looked into my eyes and bit his lips giving me enough confidence to straddle him, which made me feel his growing bulge almost instantaneously. I knew I had to set the rules straight before proceeding with another action but my lips went straight to his instead. His hands made their way down from my waist to my bum, lightly squeezing my cheeks, which made me moan in his mouth. The moment was getting heated but we were still in the living room so Jimin separated the kiss to say “We should go to my room don’t you think?” without second thought I got up from his lap and he sprung up almost

"I'm sorry if I offended you. I just thought that you might like the pleasure, and wanted to give it to you. But understand that you're not ready, and you need emotions. I can wait..." the young man decided, getting out of Veronica’s bed.

He shook his head. “Bullshit. This is totally my sault, and I’m shocked that it happened. I used a condom, but I guess it broke,” he said.

“Yesss,” Booker hissed as Tom lifted and lowered his body onto his cock. “Fuck, you look so hot right now.”

Nevada heard me and grins, “Isn't she? I love beautiful things.” I felt his hand brush up against my ass and started goosing me a little. Normally, I would stop this but I was

“Sometimes when you look back on a situation, you realize it wasn’t all you thought it was. A beautiful girl walked into your life. You fell in love. Or did you? Maybe it was only a childish infatuation,or maybe just a brief moment of vanity.”

Legs still trembling from the force of his orgasm when he landed on top of her, the sensation of Elena's tongue slipping into his mouth and the feel of her warm skin against his elicited another pleasured gasp from Brett. Despite their encounters, and respective climaxes the previous night and this evening, there was a different sensuality that brought a tingle to his spine about laying there on top of her, skin to skin. He'd kicked his boxers completely off, and with his satiated cock pressed into the warm flesh of her thigh and their abdomens melded together as he gently prised her legs apart, he parted his lips to express something of his feelings to Elena. However, before he could speak, her comment pulled him back down to Earth.

I didn’t know if Dale and I were out on a date or just spending time with each other. opening doors, holding out my chair, me snatching him back before he walks into a light pole, in front of a moving car, or trip over the sidewalk all because he kept looking at me. I didn’t know if I was flattered (highly) or frighten (highly as well). When hours or days go by and with me only remembering him opening his car door on a bright sunny day as I was getting into and… Dale opens the car door for me at night to getting out, what girl wouldn’t be a bit spooked. I knew I was in love with Dale and not just because of his good looks, had blinding smile, or his lips kissing me felt… Let’s leave the turning my legs to soft dough out of this conversation. What girl wouldn’t fall to pieces the way he lifts my leg. However, but something just didn’t feel… right. Tonight we were having dinner at his house and then to the movies.

“You are more than suitable; you are stunning and I’ve been shifting and hiding my arousal since the moment I walked into the room. Today, I think of no woman but you. That’s a promise. Most men would happily trade their lives to have a night with you, and I am aware of my good fortune.”

I wanted to thank him for being there, but my heart was damaged, with no space for gratitude. My lips were slightly cracked, my fingers were worn down from the constantly holding onto his apparel. Abruptly I lifted my face to his, speaking to him the only way I knew how. My lips intermingled with his, he didn't move, even I was unwelcome there. Impossible stillness. For a moment there was a suspended second of nothingness before colliding again. I didn't care if he didn't want me the I wanted him, I needed to feel the sensations I had felt with him before. I only cared about myself, how everything would affect me, but I let myself fall back on his lips. He was uncertain as I guided his fingers to the lining of my face. His stubble scratched at my skin gently, unraveling my itch for him. His faithless lips responded to mine. He staggers foward, pulling me closer, placing me on his lap. My mouth opened in slight shock, but it is greeted with his lips again. I safely lean my back against the steering wheel, cautious not to sound the alarm. He kissed me until the space between his lips drew out the blue in my blood. With a slight tug, I easily came tumbling down onto him, warm sugar huddled at his fingertips. My precious bag had fell to the floor, but I didn't care enough to notice. His body was pressed against me, firmer than I had imagined, which frightened and excited me. One of his hands stroked my upper thigh, my body

“So Lunchboy, have you ever had a partner?” I ask mischievously. His eyes widened, then he smirked real big.

“I’m sorry, my love,” I said as my eyes began to water. She grabbed her chest in pain and stared at me. Her eyes teared up and a single tear ran down her cheek as she took her final breath. I did what I had done so many times before, but I never felt any remorse for my actions until then.