"Nervous_Spic Wrote:
It’s an ego trip coupled with insane sensations of pleasure and power in dominating and pleasing yourself with another sentient, and them using their fully exposed aroused body to please you. Desiring nothing more than each other. How your bodies just “fit”, better than any article of clothing or wire. The sound of their moans and screams of ecstasy flood your ears as you continue to amuse yourself with everything they have to offer. Each impact more powerful and better than the rest, each breath becomes harder. The trust, respect and submission they have towards you as your skin and theirs touch softly or roughly, whichever feels best that second . The anticipation of finishing and spreading your seed into them or onto them and knowing it is desired. The explosion of life as you climax, an explosion so powerful that it creates life itself and can bind you two together into a lifetime agreement
the after glow after finishing and thinking about the way you primitively fucked the shit out of someone who walks around in society and has a life outside to other people. The sweet feeling of knowing how good you made yourself feel, your selfish desire to please another and knowing they’re still thinking about the damage you had done in your selfish animalistic pursuit of your own pleasure.
Then the texts and calls of how good you made their feel, without even trying. The most selfish and paradoxically alturistic transaction known to nature. The companionship gained from sharing your all with another. The life affirming experience you two had shared where no other moment mattered. Seeing them outside interacting with others, together civil and reserved, sharing only your deepest self with each other knowing instinctively the same feeling
Its okay"
It’s an ego trip coupled with insane sensations of pleasure and power in dominating and pleasing yourself with another sentient, and them using their fully exposed aroused body to please you. Desiring nothing more than each other. How your bodies just “fit”, better than any article of clothing or wire. The sound of their moans and screams of ecstasy flood your ears as you continue to amuse yourself with everything they have to offer. Each impact more powerful and better than the rest, each breath becomes harder. The trust, respect and submission they have towards you as your skin and theirs touch softly or roughly, whichever feels best that second . The anticipation of finishing and spreading your seed into them or onto them and knowing it is desired. The explosion of life as you climax, an explosion so powerful that it creates life itself and can bind you two together into a lifetime agreement
the after glow after finishing and thinking about the way you primitively fucked the shit out of someone who walks around in society and has a life outside to other people. The sweet feeling of knowing how good you made yourself feel, your selfish desire to please another and knowing they’re still thinking about the damage you had done in your selfish animalistic pursuit of your own pleasure.
Then the texts and calls of how good you made their feel, without even trying. The most selfish and paradoxically alturistic transaction known to nature. The companionship gained from sharing your all with another. The life affirming experience you two had shared where no other moment mattered. Seeing them outside interacting with others, together civil and reserved, sharing only your deepest self with each other knowing instinctively the same feeling
Its okay"
