Perfect strangers

If love would have a sound, you would hear it from me. The sound of my breathing, the sound of my pleasure, the sound of infinite touches. The sexual tension would rise in the air, sparkly like champaigne. I wanna make love with your existence. How do we get to that point where there is no return? How do we realize we wanna get lost in each other? How do we know we're the perfect strangers in that moment?Everything starts innocent. It's just small talk, nothing special. Questions like "What age are you" or "Where do you live?" seem to be the start of a controversial beginning. It seems like nothing interesting is gonna happen. But, after some meaningless talk, lips touch for the first time. Everything gets more interesting all of the sudden. You want more. More talk, more touches, more lips uniting in a beautiful, bountyful kiss. After some point, you get what you secretly wish. What's happening deep inside you? What's with this lust for approach from a stranger? Because that's what he is to you for now. Even though your mom told you not to trust strangers, you cannot help but want more. It may seem wrong but it feels so right... There it goes! A new round of kissing and touching has begun. You noticed they're getting hungrier and more powerful. This is the moment you realize you're hungry... "MORE! MORE!" screams the monster inside you. "Wanna get out of here?" Your heart is trembling. You're a bit unsure, scared but still you mumble "Sure, why not?". Faster than you know it, you're in an unknown place, with a complete stranger that is obsessively pouring out wine in your glass. The overwhelming effect of alcohol starts kicking in and suddenly, your vision about this encounter isn't blurry anymore. You want him. He wants you.You start undressing slowly in front of him. You told him not to turn off the lights. You want him to see you. Beautiful, bold and drunk. You sit into his lap and start kissing him like it's your last day on earth. He surrenders and starts worshiping your body. This cannot be stopped anymore. You're both naked, stare into each other's eyes and you realize that this is it. This is the moment when you're gonna unleash your sexual tension upon him. You pull him on the bed, unzip his jeans and start blowing him. He puts his hands on your head, pushing you harder and harder. He's had enough of that and grabs your body, ready for the penetration. "What a wild fellow we have here". He starts taking you from the back, pushing harder and harder. You're both losing your breath but still, you wanna remain silent. After a while, you cannot take it anymore. You start to scream. This is the sound of love between perfect strangers. You know nothing about each other. You have no feelings regarding this man. But yet, you two are fucking like you were together since highschool. The chemistry has come to an end. He finishes on you and it's done. He offered you soft kiss on your forehead and he's gone for a shower. This is the time you get dressed and run out of his apartment. You left behind a note "We were perfect strangers and there is nothing more beautiful than that"...

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