Our Hidden Field

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is not a sex story. It is involving sex, but if you are looking for the dirty, filthy, hot stuff, i'll let you know you won't find it here. This is a romantic love making "story". It isn't even really a story, just something I wrote for someone about a year ago. It is how I pictured my first time with that person, so if you want to call this a fantasy go ahead. Feedback is appreciated. :]

Submitted: June 24, 2010

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We slowly get into my car. There was no rush. Tonight feels right. I hear the engine start and my stomach gets those butterflies I so often feel when I’m around you. You place your hand on mine. I take it ever so softly and bring it up to my lips. You smile that perfect smile of yours, only tonight is different. Either way I knew what you were smiling about and you knew me well enough by now to know when I was nervous. The blinding lights of the streets illuminated the road, the white lines creating patterns in my mind. Anything to get rid of the nerve wrecking feeling, the absolute assurance I desperately need to know that tonight will be perfect for you. As if you can read my mind, you gently squeeze my hand. We drift into country roads. We had been driving for a while, but there was no rush. Complete silence, comfortable silence. The kind I was so used to with you. The safe silence we would share when I held you in my arms on a cold night. I could feel us nearing closer to our destination, our hidden field. No words needed to be spoken. We both knew where we were going. Tonight just felt right. I park on the side of a dirt road. I hesitantly reach up and turn off the ignition. I hear a faint sigh from you. I want to know what you’re thinking, but now is not the time. I open my car door and the smell of fresh grass and dirt fills my senses. I feel cool air all around me, gently pulling at my hair, making its presence known. I grab the blanket and two pillows that are in the trunk. I can feel the damp ground beneath my feet as I grab your hand and lead you to a field on a high hill. We approach the top and I’m amazed by how beautiful it is. I look at you and I see your face light up, tears running down your cheek. I understand… I just hold you. We place the blanket on the tip of the hill. I lay down, and you lay against me. My arms are tightly around your waist, protecting you from any pain of your past, promising you that I’m always here. We stare up. The night sky is painted pitch black. The full silver moon so bright in comparison and the stars are shining so big. The most they’ve shown in a million years. You should’ve known I’d make the stars shine for you tonight, crickets in the distance playing their song for us tonight. I feel so alive here with you. I brush against you ear and whisper “I love you” ever so softly that it’s almost as if I’m telling you a precious secret, only meant for the two of us. You lean up and gently place a kiss on my cheek. Butterflies again, only this time it all comes faster. We lay there for awhile. There was no rush. I was embracing your body tightly, giving you all the body warmth I had to offer. I wanted to know what you were thinking. I wanted to know what you were feeling… I needed to know how right this was, that you trust me, that I make you feel safe, that you’ve never felt this way before, and that you are sure with all your heart that I am the one. I am the one you wanted to give your innocence to, your purity. And once again as if you could read my mind, I feel your eyes upon me. I turn to you, and you give me this look, and the butterflies go away… all my questions are answered through your eyes, I understand. No words needed to be spoken. I gaze into your soft grey eyes, so intently, I feel as if my soul is going to break into a thousand pieces. I see your expression shift. You seem calm, ready. I look at you with question, silently asking for permission. You quickly return my question with a soft kiss. I can taste your lips, so sweet against mine. I knew the answer. I lay you down carefully against the blanket and look into your eyes for a moment. I kiss your forehead, your nose and then your cheek. I softly meet your lips and kiss you with all the passion and love within me. I take my time, there is no rush. I slowly start to remove your clothes. I place gentle kisses all over your silhouette… starting at your neck, moving down. I remove the last thing in my way from showing you how much I love you. I kiss back up to your lips and pause. I delicately pull away from them with sadness but only by a few inches, since this is as far as I can allow myself to part from your touch. I look into your eyes. You stare up at me so trusting, but yet there are still insecurities. You let yourself unfold and allow yourself to be completely vulnerable under my gaze. I can see all your fears now. I kiss you so deeply and look back at you. All the fears are gone. This is about us. You plead with your eyes. I know what you need. No words needed to be spoken. I kiss back down your body so gently, so carefully making sure to savor every moment. This isn’t just sex, this is love. This feels right. This feels natural. This feels innocent, and pure. This is the most intimate thing I can do for you. And I can feel your hand in mine and my lips firmly against yours as I bring you down from your high. I hover above you, waiting for your eyes to open, waiting for your reaction. You slowly flutter your eyes open and give me such an intense gaze. I feel chills now… so in love. The stars seem closer now. So tempted am I to reach up above me and capture a star in my hand… to give it to the beautiful girl next to me. We lay here, embracing each other’s company. And there is that comfortable silence, that safe silence. And I hold you tightly like on nights when you are cold and want my arms around you. And from this night I will always have memories of the cool air and the fresh grass, the pitch black sky and the full silver moon, the stars shining so bright and the crickets playing their song for us, and the way I made you feel, and the way you made me feel, and the only three words spoken, the only three words that mattered and the only three words that could describe exactly how I felt that night… because really… no words needed to be spoken.


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