Passion, Joy, Desire... Let it Overflow

[WearMeWell]

I knew what you meant.

Yes, things can get very hot in the water.

Not having done this before, I would take my time...touch, ... watch,... taste..., hear... every reaction.
Bring every want to the surface, explore it,...slowly savor it, test it...watch it blossom....
..

 

[WearMeWell]

I wouldn't want to do anything fast with you... Slow, teasing, touching, tasting, crescendo slowly building

....I would be.....deliciously terrified.

 

[NeonSubtlety]

Getting ready for the bulls

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/nosoup4crr/Picture030.jpg

 

[funluvinaj]

Not having done this before, I would take my time...touch, ... watch,... taste..., hear... every reaction.
Bring every want to the surface, explore it,...slowly savor it, test it...watch it blossom....
..

Should be that way with a new lover no matter what your experience.

My first time with a woman was amazing... And continued to get better... But there was an instinct that drove me... Because I could think what things have I wanted done to me... And try them.

 

[funluvinaj]

The taven, where I met the most mysterious girl ever (aaaah, nostalgia):

http://i.imgur.com/bjibFUO.jpg

Is there a story?? *crosses fingers*

(And I don't mean erotic necessarily)

 

[WearMeWell]

Should be that way with a new lover no matter what your experience.

My first time with a woman was amazing... And continued to get better... But there was an instinct that drove me... Because I could think what things have I wanted done to me... And try them.

A wise, incredibly passionately knowledgable man one said to me...
"When a woman sees Exactly what she wants, standing in front of her, it terrifies her."

He was, as usual, ..correct.

I am trembling , head to toe, at the mere thought/voicing of fantasy.

 

[WearMeWell]

The taven, where I met the most mysterious girl ever (aaaah, nostalgia):

http://i.imgur.com/bjibFUO.jpg

Why was she mysterious?

 

[funluvinaj]

A wise, incredibly passionately knowledgable man one said to me...
"When a woman sees Exactly what she wants, standing in front of her, it terrifies her."

He was, as usual, ..correct.

I am trembling , head to toe, at the mere thought/voicing of fantasy.

*pulls you against me... Wrapping arms around you. Fingers stroking your forearm lightly*

Lets just snuggle for now

 

[WearMeWell]

*pulls you against me... Wrapping arms around you. Fingers stroking your forearm lightly*

Lets just snuggle for now

Snuggles~ (like I could resist...)

Smirking giggle at a thought~
.you know, I almost refused your strip "request"

 

[funluvinaj]

Snuggles~ (like I could resist...)

Smirking giggle at a thought~
.you know, I almost refused your strip "request"

*lays head on your shoulder... Fingers gliding over your hand, lacing my fingers through yours*

I'm not a domme... You have the freedom to say yes or no without fear of judgement or consequence...

 

[NeonSubtlety]

Sure. My friend and I, who were backpacking through Europe, set out in athens. We just explored the hills, which in the residential areas were something of a labrynth. We got lost for a solid 90 minutes. When we emerged onto a a large street, we were so thankful. It was dusk...and we were exhausted. Along the side if the building, we saw a sign with a giant arrow saying "taverna."

Upon turning the corner, we saw exactly what you see in that picture. Grape vines, lights, and a beautiful facade. It was Sunday, so things were a little dead. The house band actually came and played for us at some point because we were one of maybe 4 parties. However, there was a wedding celebration in the building to the right. We heard the music and no one stopped us as we walked in. We danced and drank with Greek strangers for about an half hour before we sat back down, sweaty, to drink house wine because it was only a couple euro per liter. As things got dark, a group of student came in.

One of them was from Spain...and while I didn't speak Greek, I spoke enough Spanish and she spoke enough English for us to talk in strange syllables. Mostly, though, it was eye contact and a few opportunities to touch her arm and pinky...and to press our legs together as I tried to put mascara on her at the table.

Her friend was into Ben, so we tagged along to her place. The four of us cooked and drank. None of us had sex. But we kissed like we'd loved each other for 15 years. It was 75% laughing. She has the shortest skirt in the history of skirts or history. And touching her body felt more playful than risqué. Ben and I walked almost 6 miles home while the sun rose the next morning because the metro wasn't running. And we basically skipped.

 

[NeonSubtlety]

The Palio festival in sienna

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/nosoup4crr/Picture183.mp4

 

[funluvinaj]

Sure. My friend and I, who were backpacking through Europe, set out in athens. We just explored the hills, which in the residential areas were something of a labrynth. We got lost for a solid 90 minutes. When we emerged onto a a large street, we were so thankful. It was dusk...and we were exhausted. Along the side if the building, we saw a sign with a giant arrow saying "taverna."

Upon turning the corner, we saw exactly what you see in that picture. Grape vines, lights, and a beautiful facade. It was Sunday, so things were a little dead. The house band actually came and played for us at some point because we were one of maybe 4 parties. However, there was a wedding celebration in the building to the right. We heard the music and no one stopped us as we walked in. We danced and drank with Greek strangers for about an half hour before we sat back down, sweaty, to drink house wine because it was only a couple euro per liter. As things got dark, a group of student came in.

One of them was from Spain...and while I didn't speak Greek, I spoke enough Spanish and she spoke enough English for us to talk in strange syllables. Mostly, though, it was eye contact and a few opportunities to touch her arm and pinky...and to press our legs together as I tried to put mascara on her at the table.

Her friend was into Ben, so we tagged along to her place. The four of us cooked and drank. None of us had sex. But we kissed like we'd loved each other for 15 years. It was 75% laughing. She has the shortest skirt in the history of skirts or history. And touching her body felt more playful than risqué. Ben and I walked almost 6 miles home while the sun rose the next morning because the metro wasn't running. And we basically skipped.

This is the kind of story I started this thread for last year under my in hiding/starting over screen name...

Living life fully... Carpe Diem!!

 

[WearMeWell]

*lays head on your shoulder... Fingers gliding over your hand, lacing my fingers through yours*

I'm not a domme... You have the freedom to say yes or no without fear of judgement or consequence...

Mmmm~ eyes fluttering closed...stifling a yawn. Pulling our enwraped hands. Aroundme, gently laying us back, warm bodies moulding to one another...

It took me almost 6 minutes to type this. I'm falling asleep sitting up...and my brain is being tardy on the wake ups.
Many apologies~

I'm going to try and sleep for a bit, before the wee one wakes me for a bottle.

Waves and mumbles while yawning..."night..."

 

[NeonSubtlety]

This is the kind of story I started this thread for last year under my in hiding/starting over screen name...

Living life fully... Carpe Diem!!

The powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse.

 

[funluvinaj]

Mmmm~ eyes fluttering closed...stifling a yawn. Pulling our enwraped hands. Aroundme, gently laying us back, warm bodies moulding to one another...

It took me almost 6 minutes to type this. I'm falling asleep sitting up...and my brain is being tardy on the wake ups.
Many apologies~

I'm going to try and sleep for a bit, before the wee one wakes me for a bottle.

Waves and mumbles while yawning..."night..."

Perfect ending to my night. *kissing your back*

Good Night dear lady.

 

[funluvinaj]

The powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse.

Bravo.

 

[NeonSubtlety]

While in Paris, Ben and I randomly ran into a friend if ours on the steps up to scare couer. He was studying that summer at the university. We hung out with a bunch of Americans, and found this crazy jamband as things got dark. A guy road in on a bike with about 6 different instruments on it. They were passed out and everyone in the crowd played with them. I played a guitar, a triangle, this cylindrical thing made of wood that looked like a train whistle, and a tamborine.

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/nosoup4crr/Picture186.mp4

 

[WearMeWell]

Sure. My friend and I, who were backpacking through Europe, set out in athens. We just explored the hills, which in the residential areas were something of a labrynth. We got lost for a solid 90 minutes. When we emerged onto a a large street, we were so thankful. It was dusk...and we were exhausted. Along the side if the building, we saw a sign with a giant arrow saying "taverna."

Upon turning the corner, we saw exactly what you see in that picture. Grape vines, lights, and a beautiful facade. It was Sunday, so things were a little dead. The house band actually came and played for us at some point because we were one of maybe 4 parties. However, there was a wedding celebration in the building to the right. We heard the music and no one stopped us as we walked in. We danced and drank with Greek strangers for about an half hour before we sat back down, sweaty, to drink house wine because it was only a couple euro per liter. As things got dark, a group of student came in.

One of them was from Spain...and while I didn't speak Greek, I spoke enough Spanish and she spoke enough English for us to talk in strange syllables. Mostly, though, it was eye contact and a few opportunities to touch her arm and pinky...and to press our legs together as I tried to put mascara on her at the table.

Her friend was into Ben, so we tagged along to her place. The four of us cooked and drank. None of us had sex. But we kissed like we'd loved each other for 15 years. It was 75% laughing. She has the shortest skirt in the history of skirts or history. And touching her body felt more playful than risqué. Ben and I walked almost 6 miles home while the sun rose the next morning because the metro wasn't running. And we basically skipped.

Oh such wonderful, beautiful, passionate memories! Oh to have been
That free... free to explore...live, , love, dance, kiss....
*dreamy sigh~

 

[funluvinaj]

While in Paris, Ben and I randomly ran into a friend if ours on the steps up to scare couer. He was studying that summer at the university. We hung out with a bunch of Americans, and found this crazy jamband as things got dark. A guy road in on a bike with about 6 different instruments on it. They were passed out and everyone in the crowd played with them. I played a guitar, a triangle, this cylindrical thing made of wood that looked like a train whistle, and a tamborine.

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/nosoup4crr/Picture186.mp4

Fantastic!!!

Thank you!

 

[NeonSubtlety]

We were in Italy that summer, the year they won the World Cup. We were only in Italy until the finals. But we got to celebrate with a bunch of locals after all the Italy wins. During the quarterfinals, we were in poggibonsi, which is a small city (50,000 or so) outside of Florence. We'd taken the bus in and out. And it was late by the time we'd retuned.

The first place we saw to sit down was a mohogony bar with some guy in an Hawaiian shirt pacing outside. We walked in and got some wine and antipasti. The game was playing on a television at the bar. And the few patrons around were crowded around watching. Our server was named Victoriana, was one of the most beautiful people I've seen in my entire life, and is, I believe, the cause of 90% of ben's past marital troubles, lol.

We walked up to watch the game just as the crazy man in the Hawaiian shirt walked in. He was wearing an old-school 80's Walkman, presumably listening to the game. And every now and then, he'd start yelling into the air for no reason. We thought he was crazy until talking to a few others revealed that he was the owner, that all of the workers were relatives of his, and that they'd been in business for over 40 years.

He seemed constantly angry. Only slightly praising good things and swearing to the heavens every time something went wrong. But when Italy won, he instantly opened 4 bottles of champagne to serve maybe 12 or 13 people there...all on the house. Then, outside erupted a parade -- a sight we became accustomed to seeing. Apparently, in Europe, any time your team wins in the World Cup , everyone in the city grabs a flag ( which they just have on-hand), gets in their car, and drives around. One of the workers just happened to have a trombone on him (lol), and took to the streets afterwords, aging the national fight song ( which is the riff from the white stripes' 'seven nation army'). This is what we saw, upon leaving:

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/nosoup4crr/Picture184.mp4

 

[NeonSubtlety]

Sorry if this is just over-the-top rambling, by the way. I didn't want to clog your thread. I just felt like sharing/

 

[funluvinaj]

Sorry if this is just over-the-top rambling, by the way. I didn't want to clog your thread. I just felt like sharing/

I LOVE it!! Kudos to you for traveling and seeing the world... Experiencing the people, the culture. I'm honored you shared your stories here.

 

[NeonSubtlety]

Another picture of that tavern that I just found:

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v259/nosoup4crr/Picture114.jpg

 

[Pondlife]

Morning all.

lol~ I meant in the added water sense. I've walked into a shower fully clothed to get to something I wanted to try..(and a swimming pool for that matter).

Hang on back right up there, those experiences so need expounding upon!

Should be that way with a new lover no matter what your experience.

Oh hell yes.