Deleted member 41431
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I'm so touch starved that when I sit next to pretty girls on the bus, the mere touching of our shoulders nearly short circuits my brain.
I can feel the rising and falling of her body as she breathes, every subtle motion when she shifts around and fidgets. I become so self-conscious of my own breath that I try to manually slow it down so she won't realize how excited she's making me.
During the whole bus ride I can't focus on anything but everything about her. Even if I'm looking straight ahead or out the window, my attention is only directed towards her outline in my peripheral vision. It's like I'm under a spell and intoxicated. I just have the most desperate urge to wrap my whole body around her and kiss/cuddle/fuck her right there.
How fucking pathetic do I have to be to feel like this?
I can feel the rising and falling of her body as she breathes, every subtle motion when she shifts around and fidgets. I become so self-conscious of my own breath that I try to manually slow it down so she won't realize how excited she's making me.
During the whole bus ride I can't focus on anything but everything about her. Even if I'm looking straight ahead or out the window, my attention is only directed towards her outline in my peripheral vision. It's like I'm under a spell and intoxicated. I just have the most desperate urge to wrap my whole body around her and kiss/cuddle/fuck her right there.
How fucking pathetic do I have to be to feel like this?