Friday, November 14, 2008

Unknown Sender

The message came at 2AM. It was a simple "Hey." The number wasn't listed in my phonebook. I replied with a simple, "Who is this please." The reply was a question, confirming that I was who I was and that I owned the phone number receiving the messages. I was confused. I had no idea who this was. Then he said who he was. I smiled.

It was someone from the fairly recent past. From something that I knew had ended with more of a "see you later" than a "goodbye". The texting proceeded. He was used to texting at odd hours and keeping me up. It started as a light, teasing, cajolingly sexual conversation. Of course, I kept up my part of it, knowing that if I didn't steer things properly, there would be no sex.

He actually made the first obvious pun. I texted him "wtf" and he started to read into that. When asked for an explanation I said it meant, "what the fuck". In his horny little mind he had read it to be "want to fuck".

And I did. And we did eventually. I fell asleep waiting for the answer. The problems with his schedule required him to forego sleep and travel several hours ahead of schedule to fuck me. And he did. And he has improved. Fucking his pregnant girl probably made him more inventive.

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Another Fuck Song

There are so many songs that inspire lustful thoughts in me. I'm not actually a fan of the whole, let's-do-it-to-the-tune-of-a-song movement. I think any sounds or noises in the background during sex should just be ignored and the slap-slap of flesh on flesh punctuated with the moans and groans (preferably not just mine, but also my partners), should be heard more than any song.

Some songs just make me wet. Some make me so damn horny I've stopped whatever I was doing to masturbate. I've posted so many of those kinds of songs here. But one song that makes me wanna-fuck-someone-crazy is Tear You Apart by She Wants Revenge.

Got a big plan, this mindset maybe its right
At the right place and right time, maybe tonight
And the whisper or handshake sending a sign
Wanna make out and kiss hard, wait nevermind

Late night, and passing, mention it flipped her
Best friend, who knows saying maybe it slipped
But the slip turns to terror and a crush to light
When she walked in, he throws up, believe its the fright

Its cute in a way, till you cannot speak
And you leave to have a cigarette, your knees get weak
An escape is just a nod and a casual wave
Obsessed about it, heavy for the next two days

It's only just a crush, it'll go away
It's just like all the others it'll go away
Or maybe this is danger and you just don't know
You pray it all away but it continues to grow

I want to hold you close
Skin pressed against me tight
Lie still, and close your eyes girl
So lovely, it feels so right

I want to hold you close
Soft breasts, beating heart
As I whisper in your ear

I want to f*cking tear you apart

Then he walked up and told her, thinking that he'd passed
And they talked and looked away a lot, doing the dance
Her hand brushed up against his, she left it there
Told him how she felt and then they locked in a stare

They took a step back, thought about it, what should they do
Cause theres always repercussions when you're dating in school
But their lips met, and reservations started to pass
Whether this was just an evening or a thing that would last

Either way he wanted her and this was bad
He wanted to do things to her it was making him crazy
Now a little crush turned into a like
And now he wants to grab her by the hair and tell her

I want to hold you close
Skin pressed against me tight
Lie still, and close your eyes girl
So lovely, it feels so right

I want to hold you close
Soft breasts, beating heart
As I whisper in your ear
I want to f*cking tear you apart

Yes. When I want to fuck someone I do want to tear them apart. The most honest fucking for me involves pain and bruises. I like the hard kind of sex. Sucks that the covert ops I've been engaging in recently requires I leave no marks.