Inside Me

She put her hands down my pants. I looked at her. Angry. Angry at myself for liking it. Angry at my mother for cursing me and the day I was born. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back against the seat. Just pretend like it's not happening. Think of something else. Anything else. But I couldn't. I could only feel her hands caressing my body, her soft lips on my neck. Just don't touch her. But I did. I ran my fingers through her hair and down her back, up her shirt. She stopped kissing me and I opened my eyes. She stared at me and smiled. She knew what she was doing to me. She was inside me and I liked it. I stared back at her and kept staring until I couldn't see anymore. I laid my head back, body trembling. I couldn't think of anything else. She was inside of me.

Reviews

[Fenn Tenn]

So spot on! You do kind of hate yourself especially if you are brought up ina faith that rejects this sort of thing.

[D1218]

I really liked this
I only wish I knew the whole story
Keep Writing :) - Loved it.

[ArieannexAntithetic]

Wow. Very powerful write about how I'm sure a lot of (especially teens) people feel in this sort of situation. Also how I'm sure a lot of people feel when they're experimenting or finding out who they are. When a lesbian experiments with a girl to find out she likes girls. Loved this.