That ‘Crazy Little Thing’ About Lost Love

[DeeDeeX2]

What is that one thing, that crazy little thing, that sticks in your mind about a particular lost love?

I have a phobia about other people touching the front of my neck. During a love affair with one particular person who instinctively knew how to touch me in such a sensitive and caring way, I let go of my fear temporarily and found a pleasure that I've not experienced with another since we parted. I think about this every day.

What's your crazy little thing?

 

[paulboulder]

Holding her hand as we ran through sprinklers...and hearing her laugh and squeal as we did. A forever memory...

 

[DeeDeeX2]

Holding her hand as we ran through sprinklers...and hearing her laugh and squeal as we did. A forever memory...

Thank you for sharing that moment. You've painted a innocent and lovely picture.

 

[intrepidgoodtime]

Her pleased laugh after I playfully stole a kiss on Halloween…she never knew I was in love with her. Neither did her fiancé…

 

[intrepidgoodtime]

What is that one thing, that crazy little thing, that sticks in your mind about a particular lost love?

I have a phobia about other people touching the front of my neck. During a love affair with one particular person who instinctively knew how to touch me in such a sensitive and caring way, I let go of my fear temporarily and found a pleasure that I've not experienced with another since we parted. I think about this every day.

What's your crazy little thing?

What a lovely story to us off with

 

[DeeDeeX2]

Her pleased laugh after I playfully stole a kiss on Halloween…she never knew I was in love with her. Neither did her fiancé…

Thank you for sharing this fleeting yet persistent memory of a stolen kiss.

DeeDee

 

[Beholders_Eye]

I was in college, quite naive about sex. She was a flaming redhead, we made out on her living room couch. At some point, she undid her bra and I ran my hands under her shirt, feeling a woman's breasts for the first time. An exquisite revelation; my hands still remember the softness and that nipple so hard. We were interrupted by noise elsewhere in her house, and that turned out to be the last date, but the memory....

 

[DeeDeeX2]

We were on our first road trip together. We started early that morning and stopped for lunch on the far side if a moderate-sized city before heading into the mountains.

While sitting next to each other in a quiet booth waiting for our meal, our hands began exploring each other and we both got hot .

Instead of eating right away, we had our lunch boxed-up to go, and drive to the nearest motel. We stayed most of the afternoon engaged in joyous sexual congress.

It was early in our relationship and it the first time we shared ourselves orally. It was such a sweet experience. My memories of that afternoon have stayed with me continually. I think about fondly and often.

DeeDee

 

[Lit_shreya]

Sitting in his lap and enjoying the nice romatic conversation . I miss it

 

[Statius]

We weren't involved, but after graduating HS just a drive in the country on a summer evening. Stopped at a field in the middle of nowhere. Sun setting, field covered in dandelions as the fireflies came out. Sat on the hood of my truck, never spoke a word. One in a million moment.

 

[SouthernMatureGuy]

In college, walked a secret crush to her car. She turned and I kissed her. When we stopped she softly exhaled and whispered "Wow" before smiling and getting in her car.