It started with a kiss (Yuri)

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Between us...I believed it was friendship.
Until the day we actually "met"

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It started with a kiss...

I knew my life would never be the same again.

 
She and I...we had never actually met.

In the world where everybody hides behind their cyber names; where socialization has nothing to do with glamorous garments, imported cars and exquisijte accommodations...those all luxurious nothings

Our conversation had been easy, subjected to daily topics.
She was concerned, concentrated if needed to, without being too dramatic.

I was attracted to her, yet so were everyone else.
She was like an oasis for all hungers; a mother for delinquent, homeless children.

And between us...I believed it was friendship.

Until the day we actually "met" for my party.

 

I was being busy with a pile of people when someone called out her name...

 

I looked up.

Cute, confident in a simple vest and a pair of dark jeans; she coyly smiled at me with those naturally pouted lips.

The most stunning smile I have ever seen.

Hiding the blush, I greeted her with my self-cool demeanor. I even jokingly persuaded her to take off those blind sunglasses talking to others, which she followed, probably thought I was being picky.

But I really had no choice...

I need some distraction to look on, or she will definitely notice my clear interest in her
savory moving lips.

 

 

 

 

 

It was supposed to be just a night out for a lovely visitor.

We had ourselves a few shots of vodka and some whiskey.

She also had a couple of beers; I figured it was her favorite. (Not so surprised for an "open minded and easy going" kind of people like her, though)

Then she kissed me.

The kiss...I did not see it coming.

 

But then again...I don't think I would reject it even if I did.

Our attraction was too clear like crystal, too painful to resist.

She was practically drinking from my mouth, and I returned her favor with equal hunger.

Lost in our own pleasure, we completely ignored the eyes of the surroundings. It was not too long before we left for "our own business".

While we were on a taxi, she was holding on to my waist. Her right hand glued to my right thigh...before it went down my crotch.

We ended at her hotel...where I just couldn't stop myself from touching and kissing her.

My hands knew their way around her body like she was a long lost lover.

I was easily provoked just by looking into her loving eyes.

 
Devouring her all alive was my utmost desire, her pleasure kept me satisfied.

Never thought I would be this way,

feeling so...insatiable, yet so protective over someone I barely knew.

 

 

 

 

 

She had a ride to catch the next day.

As we separated, I still remembered those melancholy eyes. I thought mine were not telling any difference.

Could this be a love at first sight, or just a one night stand?

 

What exactly is this throbbing pain inside my chest?

I figured it would be better to leave those questions to time's judgment.

Right now, I will let myself "feel"

The passionate feeling that I have never...ever had before in my life.

 

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...I am thinking of you...





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