It's New Years eve, and you and I are getting ready to celebrate it with style. We get dressed up in our rags and head out to the Mount. Bayfair to the Mount is a fairly big walk, so we end up spending the whole time holding hands and talking. 30 minutes later, we arrive at Burger King. We walk in casually and order a meal to eat in. As we eat, we talk some more, learning more about each other in each sentence. Once we finish our food, we toss the trash in the bin, and walk down the street towards Mount Drury. On the way to the oversized lump of dirt, we both inch closer to each other, until we are holding each other, my hand on your waist, your arm over my shoulders. We take the tiring walk up the steps to the top of Mount Drury slowly as to not puff ourselves out. Once at the top, we plop our bums down on the cool grass and look into the sky, all the while still embracing each other.On our backs, we stare at the sky, waiting for the arial performance of fireworks to begin. I look at my watch, but it is still only 11:45pm. There's still quarter of an hour to spare together. I roll over to see you looking back into my eyes. We stare into each others eyes for a good minute, before I give you a light kiss on your top lip. We hug on the ground, keeping each other close. I pull my head back and kiss your cheek, you turn and I kiss your lips. You start to kiss back, and we start to kiss each other in the grass, starting with shy pecks, but getting more adventurous. Pretty soon we are laying in the cool grass, lips locked with one another, tongues intertwined, discovering the inside of our mouthes. My hand drifts down, and places itself on your ass cheek. We continue kissing and our hands venture all over our bodies. Soon, my hand is back to your ass, as the session gets slower again, but not getting close to finishing. I lay there, my mouth on your mouth, my left hand rubbing your bum, and my right in your hair, holding you close.Our love is interrupted by a loud BANG. The first of the fireworks are flung skyward. We break apart and look to the dark night sky, waiting for the next firework to fire. We lay there, oohing and aahing over the display of light, each burst of brilliant flame lighting up your face. I pull you in closer and you lay your head on my shoulder, and I lay mine on your head. You look up at me, I look down to you and I kiss your forehead. We watch the performance again, and by the time it is over it's almost 1 o'clock. I look into your eyes and say "that was awesome". You just nod, still looking into my eyes. I roll over to get a better look at you, and we lay there for a few minutes before we resume our kissing from before the show.In the heat of the kissing, you break away. "What's wrong?" I ask. "Oh, nothing, it's just that there's nobody here, that's strange" you say. I agree, there is usually more people on the hill. Oh well. Again, we resume the session. This time, my hand is more adventurous, and it travels down your thigh and I drag your leg up onto mine, and hold you closer. My hand glides back up to your rear, and I hold it in my hand. The kissing starts to get much hotter and heavier, and in the spur of the moment, my hand runs up your spine, under your shirt until I reach your bra strap.The rest is history.
I don't get it?
it was a light room with a window that was open. the air was blowing the white curtains gently as i walked toward it; the cuboard. it was large and brown and handcarved and had managed to catch my attention every time i walked passed it. i opened the door and kneeled inside slightly and just as the wind caught the door and closed i managed to see a young boys face half in the dark and light, his cheeks red and sweat on his brow. then it was dark. i could hear his breathing low and steady-just-so i reached for his hand. it was warm. i could feel his pulse through his fingers and suddenly his hands were in my hair. i blindly stuck my hand out for something to grab and got a handful of his shirt and pulled him forward closer and closer until i could feel his breath on my face. warm and soft air that carressed my cheeks and nose. i leaned forward slightly and instantly our lips met. once. twice. three times. each time every peck making my heart thump harder. then finally he parted his lips and the kiss lasted longer. his hands moved down from my hair and around my waist, my hips, he was everywhere. i put my hands on his face and all of a sudden he pulled me forward and we collapsed onto the ground. i put my hands out to make sure i didnt fall and everywhere the was wet. something that felt like warm thick buttery water. everywhere. then there was a faint sound. a sniff. something. someone else in the cuboard. i listened and could hear them. their breathing and their sniffling. i sat up and turned to where the sound was coming from. 'are you ok?' a whispered. 'no' her voice was soft and sad, filled with tears as if she only just managed to say that one word. she sounded familliar. he sat up and pushed me into the corner and then moved away. i couldnt feel him anymore but i could sense their presense. she stopped sniffling and somewhere in the small amount of darkness there was a sound that changed everything; the sound of lips smacking. endlessly i heard it like a clock ticking on and on loudly in my ears just as i was trying go to sleep. it got louder and louder until it was all i could hear; their deep heavy breathing, their lips intertwined, their clothing shuffling under the influence of their movements. i couldn't stand it. i needed to get out. i turned my body sideways and i could feel her arm on my shoulder as i tried to push the door open with my legs but it wouldnt budge. then everything changed;it was like the space we had had dramatically shrunk and i could feel them donig everything. i could feel his arm tensing and relaxing as it was thrusting forward. her body rising and falling quickly as she threw her head back from the thrill of pleasure. i could feel clothing being thrown around and i could hear his lips on her body and her responses to everything she did. i pushed as hard as i could and then it opened. once my eyes adjusted to the light i could see it all; the two of them tangled up with eachother in the corner of the cupboard. both of them drenched in their own sweat and her naked body covered in a white liquid that was spilt everywhere. her head rested over his shoulder with red cheeks and droopy happy eyes with a small grin to follow. her thin body spread out beneath him; her breasts and vagina both meeting the lines of his body and his fingers firmly placed within her as her legs twisted around his body. i feel back onto the floor and looked at him for a moment before leaving the room; anything to get away. (then i went into this medow and ate and apple)
Can someone explain the OP to me? Like, is the joke that it's complete nonsense? Do I have to be from a certain country to understand it? Was it just really badly delivered?
