She seemed to hover over the bed, then settled over my naked body. I felt myself slipping inside her. My vocabulary goes bankrupt trying to describe the feeling. It was good and bad, pleasure and pain, ecstasy and agony. All of those conflicting sensations made for an incredible but disorienting experience. She laced her fingers with mine as she moved up and down on me. If she was a ghost she had a physical form. She wasn't spirit. She was flesh. She was real.
I seemed to last for hours, which made me think it was a dream after all.
Drew Martyn 4 months ago
Vocabulary going bankrupt is a great phrase Christopher.