I Can't Stop Thinking About ****
Yesterday was the second time I went to a club.
The first time I danced wild, held a guy's hands, danced with a guy , hugged a guy... Kissed someone.
It was actually my first time even touching a guy to be honest.
It was a start of so many things.
I may sound insignificant but it was pretty significant to me.
We were grinding alright, and he pressed his body against mine. He reached under my skirt and squeezed my ass, he nudged his knee up my legs. I don't know what to feel. I didn't dislike it. I was just confused.
When he hugged me, I could smell his cologne and it smelt so good. I love the sensation of being hugged tight and smelling a guy's perfume but it's just that I keep thinking of my crush and wished it was him.
This guy was pretty cute too and God damn, his perfume...
The first time I danced wild, held a guy's hands, danced with a guy , hugged a guy... Kissed someone.
It was actually my first time even touching a guy to be honest.
It was a start of so many things.
I may sound insignificant but it was pretty significant to me.
We were grinding alright, and he pressed his body against mine. He reached under my skirt and squeezed my ass, he nudged his knee up my legs. I don't know what to feel. I didn't dislike it. I was just confused.
When he hugged me, I could smell his cologne and it smelt so good. I love the sensation of being hugged tight and smelling a guy's perfume but it's just that I keep thinking of my crush and wished it was him.
This guy was pretty cute too and God damn, his perfume...
