10 : silent waves, silent kisses

We have not actually said a word to each other about what we were doing. We are just doing it. Of course we knew our circumstances and the novelty of what we were doing. But it felt like words were not necessary. In fact words would probably have no meaning. We did not need to say things, we only needed to taste what we wanted to say. But we spoke so many things to each other – the language of touch and caresses.

s: dreamy

At that point love would have been much easier to explain in words. If we used words, I didn’t think it would be able to explain why and what we were doing to each other even if we spent a whole day doing it.

We were finally beside the car. I was fumbling with the keys. I couldn’t fucking get the keys to go where it was supposed to go because we were kissing and now she was also touching. Part of the problem was I needed to open my eyes to look at the house where our friends were. I was afraid they might come out or open a window or something. Opening my eyes was a bummer because every time I opened my eyes, I would interrupt myself from watching the fireworks I see when they are closed. Actually, the fireworks that lit inside me happened every time I felt her tongue and her touch on me as I grew really hard.

n: pisting mga miron ini... magsitigil kayo ng mga hirit nyo... nawawala sa flow si franc0... @franc0don't mind them... tuloy mo ang kwento...