Erotic Story – Part 2

He was pushing her to the door and passionately kissing her. His hands were like a scanner running through her whole body, discovering every bit and worshipping it with his gentle touches. At first his hands were curious and careful, but after a while he became more excited and it showed in the intensity of his touches. But it wasn’t the only way she felt it. She could feel it under her belly, rubbing and pushing against her.

His penis was hard like a rock and she started to feel warmth and dankness in her pants. She knew she doesn’t have to think about it, she wouldn’t regret it under any circumstances. She hated foreplay but for some reason she couldn’t take her lips off his. She finally forced herself to stop kissing him on his full smooth lips and started kissing him on his cheeks, so that she could take his shirt off easier. He helped her and he was half naked in half a second. He took her face in his hands, looked in her eyes and took a deep breath. She knew that what was about to happen will stay in her mind forever.

He knew her opinion on foreplay, but for some reason, it was impossible to stop caressing her body. She looked like a goddess despite her being completely without make-up. As he stopped to take a breath, he could see her excitement and that made him almost lose his mind. He grabbed her and with a firm yet gentle push made her go into the dining room. There he kissed her again and without stopping kissing her, he put her on the table. His hands were now caressing her thighs, they were so smooth and pleasurable to touch. He pushed his body closer to hers, feeling her breasts softly squish under the pressure. His hard penis touched her in between her legs and she let out a silent moan. Isn’t it unfair? I am half naked and she still has her pyjamas. With this thought he helped her took her sleeping shirt off. Weren’t it for his now uncontrollable desires, he would stare at her perfect breasts with an open mouth, instead he now used this open mouth to kiss her on those beautiful teats, his tongue learning every curve they had. She let out another moan when he gently used his teeth, with another burst of excitement he was ready to move his mouth lower.

She knew what he was about to do. Oh no you won’t! She grabbed his hair and brought him back on her lips quite roughly. She didn’t want to waste another minute with foreplay. As they were kissing she slowly unzipped his pants. She gently pulled them down with his shorts, unleashing his hard penis out. He knew what he had to do so he took her panties off with his skilled hands. He brought his body closer to her and she started rubbing his penis while kissing him on his neck. He let his head lean back and moaned a little louder as he was enjoying the pleasure. She then moved her lips to his and started gently kissing him, while her one hand was still rubbing his cock. She used her other hand to pull him closed to her. Like this she made him insert it inside as deep as he could while she let out another moan. She put both her hands on his back while he was holding her with one hand on her butt pushing her towards his body, thrusting quite slowly but strong. His other hand was like a passenger running from her hair on her back and then on her breasts and then on her hips.

His excitement grew with every moan she let out and with that excitement grew the frequency and power of his thrusts. He could no longer hold her in one place using only one hand and so he repositioned his hands on her hips so she wouldn’t slip away on the table. A loud moan let him know she liked the change, but it could also be caused by him thrusting her against his erect penis. He went on and on and his sweat started dripping off him, yet he seemed to not notice because he continued without even stopping to wipe the sweat off his forehead. At this point the girl under him was screaming and that in combination with the look at her body with her back arched and her breasts shaking in accordance with her body would normally be enough for him to finish, but tonight was different. He continued thrusting not minding her pleas to stop and suddenly aside from usual contractions of her vagina during orgasm he felt unusual pressure on his penis which eventually forced him to pull out. She was ejaculating, It was rather powerful squirt covering him in more love juice with every tremor of her body. When he looked in fascination at her face he could see she is barely conscious.

To be Continue….

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Erotic Story – Part 1

The city was silent as it was always at this time. Occasional car or motorcycle broke this almost artificial silence, but only for a few moments. As he was walking through this nearly unnatural calmness he had to make a sound every few minutes, so he wouldn’t be scared. Several streets away cats started fighting their spooky screeches not quite fitting into its surroundings. Almost there. She didn’t know he was coming over to her place, it was meant to be a surprise a welcomed one as he hoped.

He stopped on the streets corner and looked at her window, there was light, she wasn’t sleeping yet. He looked down at his phone, it said it was 23:47. I still have some time till midnight. She wasn’t one of the romantic types, but he hoped she will appreciate the gesture. The sky was clear not even a trace of any cloud, but when he looked up, he saw only a few stars, one of the downsides of living in the city. The street lights blinded him and for a second panic seized him. What time is it? But the phone showed 23:58. He took a deep breath and pressed the button next to her name.

Another lonely night was in front of her. Another two hours of masturbating and following pain in her wrists. Oh well, that’s what you get when you don’t wish for serious relationships. Maybe I could call him, at least for once. Even though I wouldnt quite appreciate the sleeping together. She turned off her computer and went to the window. The darkness was so calming, just a few people on the street. The city was going to sleep and she planned to do the same. As she slowly walked towards her bed she got a creepy feeling, like someone was watching her. Just another paranoid feeling, she thought to herself. It was almost midnight. And they say miracles happen at midnight… Thinking about him really didn’t help her to get in the mood for masturbation, but she never actually needed the mood. She was already typing the name of her favorite porn website on her phone when she heard the doorbell. Omg another prankster, she thought just before pushing the button to open front door, not really caring about who gets into the building.

Only a few seconds passed and he already made up what he will say to the com, so that she would open. He smiled to himself, she would be so surprised when he spoke to her, but without the warning the door started buzzing and his smile vanished. She unlocked the door, is she expecting someone? Surely that would explain why she is still awake. With this surprise, he almost turn around and walked away. He stepped inside. She lived on the first floor, under her apartment was just a storage room and her neighbors lived across the hall. As he was walking the stairs he started to feel more and more anxious. What if she doesn’t want to see me, what if I am to intrude on some other acquaintance of hers? He was so caught up in his own thoughts he didn’t notice he was standing in front of her apartment already. He checked his phone, this time it showed 00:13. How long have I been standing here? Once again he took a deep breath and gently knocked. Nothing happened. He knocked again with increased intensity, yet nobody seemed to hear that. In frustration he pressed hard at the button next to her door and the bell made surprisingly loud sound „CRRRRRRRRRRRR“. Now she will surely open the door, but what will her mood be after such rough disturbance?

She hoped this person just forgot his keys or wants to surprise someone else without them noticing. But no. She was already laying back in her bed wearing only her long sleeping shirt when the doorbell to her apartment rang again. Will I NEVER masturbate again?!? Quite annoyed she got out of her warm bed, put on some panties and walked to the door to look at whoever was making her so angry. She was shocked after seeing who’s behind the door. He remembers where I live! What is he doing here? I guess that midnight miracles do happen! She had no idea what to do, be happy or not, whether to open the door now or wait, dress more or stay in the shirt. She stayed not moving for a minute, then decided to unlock the door and slightly open them. She leaned into the space the opened door offered and when their eyes met, both of their faces shined with the widest smile. “Hi, do you want to come in?”

All he hoped for was that invitation, but when it came he froze. He was smiling, his eyes were full of excitement, yet his body failed to oblige. She was beginning to look a little impatient when finally his legs moved. When he was inside, she closed and locked the door. He was so sure that he looked like an idiot, staring at her with open mouth. She was gorgeous, her round face beautifully fading behind her long dark hair, surely silken on touch. She was not exactly slim, but the curves she possessed must have made any man drooling. He swallowed the saliva quickly filling his mouth, somehow her attire made her even more desirable, strange since it almost covered any resemblance of her curves.

Somehow it made her look otherworldly. She finished locking the door and he raised his eyes from her hypnotizing ass. Their eyes met once again and all he remembered after was how he pushed her to the door and their lips met. His hands started in her hair but soon they moved lower. He couldn’t control himself, and everything suggested she knew that and this knowledge made her even more demanding.

To be Continue….

Hiding My Feelings

Blame it on society,
blame it on modern dating,
blame it on the city I live in
that doesn’t root for people like me

But I’m becoming so good at hiding things;
like my feelings,
my loneliness and
my love for you.

I smile at the ones who hurt me
and pretend like I didn’t spend days
crying over them,
wanting them to want me back.

I pretend like I’ve already let go
because holding on is weakness,
holding on means you don’t know
the kind of love you deserve.

I act like everyone is just a friend,
I’m not looking for anything more
because wanting more means
pushing away the ones you care about.

So I hide how I feel.
I say I’m happy they’re dating,
I’m happy they found love
as I continue to mend my broken heart.

I pretend that I like loneliness,
that solitude is good for me,
good for my work.
I pretend like I don’t need anyone.

And I keep hiding my pain.

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Broken Heart

Gr8 lines by a broken heart:

1) If you ever see me walking with someone esle – its not because I want to – its because you weren’t brave enough to walk with me.

2)If you see me smile – its not because I forgot you – its because I was tired crying for you.

3) If you see me living again – its not because I have moved on – its because I had the fact that u can live without me.

4) So If I fall in love with someone esle – its not because I want to – its beause you weren’t there to catch me.

  • When you are dreaming with the broken heart, the waking up is the hardest part.
  • Time can heal a broken heart but it can also break a waiting heart.

– Dikshit

Why I love Her?

She ask me “Why do I love her?”. And I looks at her, not like she’s crazy, but like I am wondering how she could be so beautifully unaware, unaware of the fact that I simply Love her the way she deserves to be loved. That my love is effortless because of the person that she is.

I love her because she’s there for me. Because when I feels like my life is slowly falling apart, somehow she’s picking up the pieces before it even happens. Because when I comes home from work and has had the worst day ever, she listens, and she doesn’t make me feel bad for hiding negativity, or for voicing it on her, she knows that I just needs someone to hear him. I Love her because she listens.

I Love her because she doesn’t try to change me. She doesn’t lay a list of things down that she wish I would do, or say, a list of qualities she wishes I personify. and I Love her because she seems to enjoy and support the person I continues to become.

I Love her because she doesn’t apologize for being herself. She doesn’t apologize for crying through an argument that doesn’t make sense. She doesn’t apologize for reacting, whether it’s excitement or anger or joy. She doesn’t apologize for her feelings. I Love her because she doesn’t say sorry for being the person that she is, having the feelings that she feels, or acting on the reactions those feelings cause.

I love her because she accepts the things about me that most people consider flaws. She sees my imperfections and she understands that’s what makes me human. She sees my imperfections and understands that she’s got them too. I Love her because she doesn’t expect our love to be perfect. She doesn’t expect me to be perfect either.

I love her because she doesn’t make me feel like a disappointment. I Love her because she is proud of me and everything that I do, because she doesn’t pressurize me with expectations that I needs to live up to, or benchmarks I needs to reach. I love her because she accepts me even when I fails. I Love her because she encourages me to keep going, to try again, and to not feel discouraged while doing so. I Love her because she motivates me to be strong.

So when she asks me why I Love her, but in her head she knows it’s because a small part of her can’t believe it and a larger part of her maybe doesn’t want to, because if she believes me when I says, “I love you,” if she believes all of the reasons I gave, it mean that love is something she deserves. It mean that love is real, because she’s finally found a person who can give Love to her.

By, Dikshit

Relations

In This Cruel World Of Relations,

I’ve Learned That..

Promises Are Not CONTRACTS.

Sweet Words Are Not GUARANTEES.

Big Hugs Are Not BONDS.

And That Nothing Is Permanent In This Life.

One Day Someone is Mine..

The Next Day that person is Gone..

Last Night Someone Was Sweet..

The Next Morning the same person is Insensitive..

Relations are not Always About Fairytales & Fantasies..

They are About Truth And RealitieS..

Unconditional Love!!!!

*IF A LIZARD CAN, WHY CAN’T WE?*

 This is a true story that happened in Japan.

 In order to renovate the house, a Japanese man breaks open the wall. Japanese houses normally have a hollow space between the wooden walls.

 When tearing down the walls, he found that there was a lizard stuck there, because a nail from outside had been hammered into one of its feet.

 He sees this, feels pity, & at the same time curious. When he checks the nail, it was nailed 5 years ago, when the house was built!!!

 What happened?

 The lizard had survived in such a position for 5 yrs!!!

 In a dark wall partition for 5 years without moving, it is impossible and mind-boggling.

 Then he wondered how this lizard had survived for 5 years without moving a single inch, since its foot was impaled!

 So he stopped his work and observed the lizard, to see what it has been doing, and how it has been eating

 Later, not knowing from where it came, appears another lizard, with food in it’s mouth.

 Ah! He was stunned and touched deeply.

 For the lizard that was impaled by the nail, another lizard had been feeding it for the past 5 years.

 Imagine? It has been doing that untiringly for 5 long years, without giving up hope on its partner.

 Imagine what a small creature can do, that a creature blessed with a brilliant mind cannot do.

 Please, never abandon your loved ones. Don’t turn your back on people because they are in difficulty. Don’t see yourself as more intelligent or the best. You may be a bit luckier today but life is uncertain and can change things tomorrow….

 A Moment of negligence might break the very heart which loved you against all odds..

 Before you say something just remember…

 *It takes a moment to break, but an entire lifetime to make …………*

 God created space within our fingers so that we can hold hands……

 Be there for somebody today.

 Love one another!!

 😊😊😊😊😊

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