Placing a date on this post as to almost do the same for myself..
I take us back to a time in the late late 90s…. To a small town in bergen county nj… in a fine tuned basement.. that would match the best of them out there…
The night was young… The ideas were flowing… and the limits were set aside… and with little to no effort at all.. another page in the Vins list was created…
Back before a time where almost all forms of Entertainment and ideas came from a www link…. There was Tv… there was HBO … and a little show that was called Real sex…. this for many was the only time paying for premium Cable paid off….
You would see things and learn things from this show that you never thought were even out there… Yet at the same time you always said out loud… “Thats Just crazy”…
but you were only lying to yourself if you tried to believe that none of these things you were seeing… Appealed to you on some kind of level…
moving on to the main part of tonights story….
This was the first time in my life that i saw with my own eyes… and felt with my own hands… just how much a Fucking freak I really could be when tempted and matched up with an equal devil in crime…
The door bell rang like it had done millions of times before…. I had this way of getting ready that was almost Perfected in its own way…
I would always make sure that everything was Perfectly set to a pace that would take little to no Effort on anyones part.. to just be able to sit back and Enjoy … the time… the moment… each other…
I was dating this amazing Girl at the time…. we all know her…. the type that back in high school was wearing baby doll Dresses … carrying lunch boxes… and was at all the local punk shows…. You would see her over and over…
the crowd of people would just disappear… all that would be left was your eyes…. staring into hers like a lust filled trance…. nothing Could remove you from that moment… and right there… I would know that I just had to have her… but the truth was… she already had me…
Even the way she made my lips feel when i would say her name…. that was like my own personal drug… The way I would tease my ears with each phone call that she made to me… This was the world… she was Miss world… Priceless … Perfected … Heart insanity….
she would call me after getting out of work… at this point we had moved passed having to find reasons to be at the same place at the same time….
We were an item… we were more then something you could place a label on… we were the prime example of what falling in love was… but this time …
I wouldn’t just fall… this was more like a free base jump onto a spike filled pit of Cupids arrows…. and I would rush to the leap…. ahh the Goodness that comes from being young… innocent… and So willing to try it all…
Her Soft voice that was like the purest of music my ears had ever been blessed to hear… Would only be complimented by my racing heart as I would watch in delight as my caller ID would light up.. showing me it was her calling… and it was my heart answering…
“hey” … its such a simple thing… that would set Fire to my heart… and Run electronic thunder through my mind… this was the purest and more intense form of mental Stimulation that i till this day have ever seen.. and felt..
It was almost like a game… Pretend that you weren’t excited… Looking back now i almost could kick myself Directly into the balls when I think that I wish I could have let her know even just a few more times…
how happy i was to receive that call…. that voice… the music of my heart pounding like the beat of a marching bands Drums at a climatic end..
she would go on to ask me what i was doing…. little did she know… I had hours before set up everything to be perfect… the only thing that was missing from my world now .. was her touch… her eyes…
her heart pounding against mine… lights off…. Tv Flicker filling the walls of endless teenage angst posters that were still Around ….
The winter was not kind that year.. the windows of the basement were filled up to the top with The falling snow that had given to the slanted roof tops on the house….
it was amazing.. you could open the window, place a bottle of soda or in my case… a few bottles of snapple… into the snow.. and it was like your own wine cellar, we didn’t drink back then… we never needed to
That night the snow was Slamming down on the earth like a crash of thunder on a perfect summer night storm…
but everything was white… perfected… and wrapped into a package of pre christmas jitters that are priceless in my mind to this day…
She would be there soon.. I knew the time was coming and that was enough to make it hard to sit around… I would chain smoke cigarettes while skipping ahead songs at a time On my favorite cds… its not that i didn’t like what was on … its that My sense’s were on overload… and I was trying to overdose…
ash trays placed in a perfect diamond shape….. The Sofa pillows placed in such a manor that would leave no choice but to be comfortable when the time came to settle down…
The Windows slightly Cracked … just enough to Make it Could enough where cuddling would be a needed commodity.
There is something about the female body when its cold that feels amazing against your warm hands…. its almost like you Can feel each and Ever single tiny Hair and goosebumps with such amplified sensation. The female body to me has always been the perfect drug.. and with an addictive personality , Through the years I’ve learned to Forgive myself For certain actions that might have been better though Through…
as we sat there watching the movie choice the night… she seemed so priceless… So Perfect… under the 3 layers of clothes… i knew was her soft… warm body… my mind couldn’t stop thinking about it for more then a few minutes at a time… with A.D.D this was like a blessing…. as I could constantly Plan my Next move of attack… and a battle that both of us wanted to be part of…
“Oh…. I almost forgot… I got us ice cream…”
She laughed at the thought that maybe i was joking… I mean… of course hot chocolate or something of that nature would have been better off .. since after all it was about 25 degrees outside and snowing…
“Really?” she chuckled as I got up from our comfortable position we had come to lay in… i was laying on my back.. with her head on my chest…
Things couldn’t be better… but of course they could always be upgraded… there was after all mint chocolate chip ice cream.. ben and jerry’s of course…
just a few feet away in the freezer… though.. i guess looking back on it… I could have only made this story better by utilizing my window method for the ice cream like i had done for the Snapple..
I got up slowly enough to take note of her eyes as they followed me around the room in the dark like stalking animal does to its prey…. This turned my mind into a wonder land of lustful sinful wishful games…
as we were eating our ice cream.. I always took thrill in taking little spoon fulls and slowly bringing it to her lips… I just loved watching her Tongue slowly lick the leftover melted ice cream of her lips… at times I couldn’t fight the urge myself to take a quick Taste my slowly kissing her in-between…
As we sat there like perfect examples of life at its finest and fullest… we were changing channels… a mixture of christmas is coming type commercials and some christmas Specials of well known sitcoms polluted the airwaves… back then You had about 50 channels…
if you were lucky.. and all of them had nothing on… Then we hit HBO… and it was Real sex… now this was something that might be the perfect compliment to a Sold winter snow storm Filled night…
The topic of the show that night had to do with A fetish that some people have that involved food… It was actually rather gross and not appealing at all… but it was more so the captivating Look that we both had Staring into the Tube… Of course we didn’t need anything to spark our lustful interest in our minds… as we were both I’m sure looking forward to consuming each other with our touch and lips… but this night something else happened…
as We Both sat there Cracking jokes about what we were seeing on this HBO show… we decided that Hot chocolate would be the perfect thing to add into this mix of ice cream and Mental wonderings… So i once again got up and placed the hot chocolate into the micro wave…
like everything else that i always have done and still do in my life… I over did it… and Cooked the small glass jar to a point where you could watch as smoke was Rising into the Cold air in the room.
We both laughed when i said “yeah this on your body would result in me having sex with freddy krugger” we both laughed… but in that moment.. I knew that she was thinking the same thing that i was thinking… “but if it was to cool down a little bit…”
I dont recall how it happen.. where it started … but What started as a giggling nervous curious venture… Soon turned into both of us on the floor… naked…. rolling around in our ice cream covered bodies…. we could take turns… and ask each other how it Felt..
First with Giggles… then it would turn into what felt BETTER>…
I would tease her Lips with a tiny bit of ice cream that would slowly fall down past her lips and onto her neck…. I would feel her hands tighten around me when the cold would hit her…. and every time I would make sure to kiss her even harder…
She slowly Dropped a huge piece of melting ice cream on my chest…. I wanted to hit the ceiling.. it was Cold… but before i could even register in my mind just how cold it was…. her teeth Were digging into my neck at the perfect moment and placement… it was like taken a shot of whiskey on a cold night to warm up…
her soft tongue slowly running straight down the Middle of My chest…. To my lower stomach …. and around my hips….. before I could even catch my breath…. her cold mouth had Surprised me once again….
sometimes you become over whelmed with the feeling while making love…. While fucking…. whatever you want to call it…. and infact at times … you could do both.. and it would be just as hot.. no matter what the degrees outside Might be.. winter or not.. This was hot and it was only getting hotter…
no longer being able to resist the urge to be the aggressor… I flipped her over from on top of me with a single motion… I felt and heard her breath leave her… She was shocked .. but not scared… in fact… this is what she wanted and had earned with her actions just a few moments before…
“oh fuck….” She slowly whispered… but it wasn’t like she said it so I could hear it.. it was the natural reaction that her body had… She needed what she was saying.. and I wasn’t going to have her ask again…
I pinned her down Against the floor… both hands above her head…. with a firm grip to let her know this is where her hands were to stay…
My hands slowly pulling her underwear down just a few inches to let her know.. but not enough to begin to show her just what my intentions were…
Slowly taking her tongue into my mouth while stopping only to lightly bite her lower lip… there was nothing that could stop us now… not even the house coming down on top of us from the unlimited amounts of old man winters Snow storm…
For a second there as I was Running my tongue slowly around the sides of her hips… I could see her hands coming down from where had placed them…
“uh uh” I whispered to her.. as to motion that it was not time to move them yet…. but before I could be more persistent… her small soft hands were firmly placed around her breast… She was enjoying this as much as she could… and I wasn’t about to stop her…
nor was she going to stop me from taking this to the next level…. Remember the hot chocolate that I over did myself in the microwave with… There it was… The Smoke had died down.. but it wasn’t cooled down by any means….
“oh shit” i heard her whisper to her self…. I thought about it for a second… maybe this was too much… but then again… if it was .. she would have let me know… and with how Connected we were… I would have known…
and besides there was no confusion to be met here… as I watched her hand slowly slide into her now half removed panties…. Slowly watching me while pressuring her self to the thought of what would come next… (all pun intended)
I slowly poured a little bit at first of the hot chocolate… I was still worried that it was too hot… but the moment that it hit her skin…. it was a matter of seconds before it was her hands that were smearing it all over her Naked body… Perfected madness….. I couldn’t stop myself from licking her fingers clean while She Slowly rubbed the rest of the chocolate from her stomach onto her tits…
Sucking her nipples slowly… while the chocolate would harden after being Exposed to the cold air… that just meant… pour more…
This time i slowly poured a lot more on to her tits…. I could have came right there… the look in her eyes… the way that she was telling me such Dirty thoughts with out a Single word… I was in love in so many ways.. that I could have died a million Deaths in that very moment.. and never Stopped once to look back…
With each drop of hot chocolate hitting her body,.. she would dig her nails deep into my skin…. it didn’t hurt… I wanted more…. if it was up to me.. I would let her maul me to death in this moment… This was the peak of visual nirvana…. The senses overloading with an Explosion of Love mixed with lustful kinky thoughts… physical actions of the dirtiest thoughts you have ever had….
I can’t tell you how long This all lasted that night… I cant recall just how many times she would cum from my tongue … but i can tell you that i ate enough chocolate that night to turn me into a fat kid again….. I couldn’t get enough….
When we were done… we sat there….. silent at first while we both tried to catch our breathes…
Silently staring up at the glow in the dark star covered ceiling of that basement… the cold are Rushing in for the window… as in our moment we had failed to see the Snowing had turned into a blizzard…. she wasn’t going anywhere that night… and she didn’t have to…
We laughed when we knew there was no way to explain This scene of ice cream and hot chocolate to anyone… it was everywhere…
that night we snuck into the shower together … and I like to say that the sight of the left overs we helped each other clean off our bodies… was the reason we ended up having sex in the shower for hours on end….But the truth was that we had broke that fourth wall… we left all morals… all rules… all worries behind… and let out selfs truly be ourselves…
That basement Is long gone… and I no longer eat mint ice cream because it never tasted the same to me after she was gone… but the memories are enough for me to always give a second look and a funny little grin to myself in the food store when I pass by the Hot chocolate isle…
Thank you…. Maybe you will never read this… but I know that you don’t need to… cause you lived it.
You have truly made the pages of my Fantasies perfected
Merry Christmas and Happy new years
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