Loving memories Stories

Beep… Beep… Beep… Beep… I hear as my eyes slowly open. The room is blurry; I try to get some orientation as I am not sure where I am. What has happened to me? I think. Beep… Beep… Beep… Beep… I felt different; light-headed. My eyelids are so heavy and my mouth feels dry. I am not able to move. There was a weariness within me, though my mind seemed still sharp. Beep… Beep… Beep… Beep… A vision appears, and it hovers above...

He is younger and stronger.... yes, he is larger than me. She has never looked more perfect. The peak of our love affair, of our lives, and there he is. I watch him take her... all of her... making love to her as I know I cannot, at least, not anymore. Eyes closed now, I still see the young lovers. Her eyes open and she looks up at her young man, surprised. "I felt like someone was watching," she said to him, and to the e...

It has been fifty years, yet I never forgot a single detail. After work, every Friday, we secretly met in our favourite hidey-hole behind the post office. I clearly remember how she possessively held it firmly in her delicate hand and how I liked watching her do it. She smiled. She blushed. She giggled. She gasped. She begged. She licked. She moaned. She swallowed. She moaned. She licked. She begged. She gasped. She giggl...