Just touch me

Sensuality is not dead…
Neither is romance.

It hides sometimes, but it’s always there.

You find it in the smallest of places and the simplest of motions. Between two people in love, you see them all the time, that is if the love is still keeping both people inspired enough to keep these type of connections.
Some people are synonymous for it and there are plenty of people out there in relationships who are not getting any of it and, in the end, their relationship suffers because of it.
When we were youngsters coming up, it was all we used WANT to do, before sex became an issue… and when I say issue, I mean, before sex became the THING to do.
Even today, a small amount of it can say more than words ever will.
I love it love it love it… did I say love it?!
I LOVE it…

I’m talking about touching…

Touching… something so simple, so easy, so taken for granted but the message in a touch can answer a question you hadn’t even asked out loud.
Human contact from one person to another is sometimes the sexiest thing in the world.
Think back to the first time when you had the opportunity to touch or kiss someone for the first time. The moment when your hand brushed past another, the sweet moment when you are about to kiss someone and you stroke their face and they respond by leaning into your touch.

With all the intimacy involved in sex, little things like simple human contact get overlooked.
Ladies, how many times have you been in a situation where you and your partner feel the heat in the room and, before anything happens, he is all lips and hands. His hands clawing up and down, fighting to get things off, lips up and down ya neck and face, no finesse about it… there’s seems to be just a means to an end. Getting rocks off.
But the small finger stroking moments of before you kiss and ya fingers brush hair from her face, that second when you put your hand in the small of her back and pull her close to you, that sexy sexy moment when she is in her or your bedroom and she is dancing in her underwear and you feel the need to slide up behind her ever so smoothly and run your hands around her waist, across her stomach and up her body to her neck.

As I said before, contact can say a lot of things without words being necessary.
How many times have you ever been with someone and tried to, say, hold their hand, only to find their fingers limp and their hand generally unresponsive to your touch?
Where words are sometimes hard to deliver, a touch can say what you can’t.
You’ve been there, say, during an argument and you are both sitting next to each other but you don’t want them to touch you so you keep your hands, legs and everything else far away from them. Because your soul doesn’t want any contact with them.

Touch is simplicity in itself.
Here’s some examples of what I’m talking about cuz I just love it:

Watching ya partner sitting next to you lost in something and you just clear their hair out of their face.

Walking down the road and your hand brushes past their hand and you suddenly lock fingers and hold hands.

The moment before a kiss and you stroke a thumb across her cheek.

Sitting down watching TV and you swing her legs onto your lap. Not to play with her feet (which some men AND women find weird) but to just stroke her legs.

Running a solo finger down the spine of she when she is laying next to you.

The moment when you are both watching something on TV and she lays her head on your chest and you brush her forehead with your lips (perfect for us big lipped lovers).

Ever played the game where you’re dancing and neither of you are allowed to touch each other? (Perfect for hood dancing, if you know what I mean – back to front.)

The delicious moment when she feels the need to run her fingers down the back of your head and neck.

When she takes her thumb and forefinger and massages ya earlobes.

When ya lady has a pudge on her stomach and her belly button just looks like a beautiful place to circle ya fingers… (don’t be tempted to put your finger IN her belly button, just circle it…)

Now some people don’t like intimate touching like this… it gets on their nerves… they want more defined, intentional contact. They don’t want that softly softly stroking shit, they want fingers to go where YOU are intending them to go.

I dunno how it feels for you but, for me, certain simple touches make me feel lovely, make me feel wanted, loved… somewhat needed.
Someone enjoys me so much that they have to just stroke or touch me…
We all like what we like but I like to be touched.

I like to be held, stroked, rubbed, massaged, felt, caressed and held.

Don’t know about you… It makes me feel alive…

By Mr Oh

Advertisements

1 Comment

Filed under Oh stuff...

One response to “Just touch me

  1. Nice blog! Hubby and I are reading through your site. Loving it so far.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s