Rocky Relationships
Keywords: Relationships, Rocky,
It's hard not to think of her on a night like tonight. The way the moon reflects off the water reminds me of the nights we shared together. We stared at the moon, longing for the reach to touch its light, but earthbound, we could only dream.
"I am an alien, escaped from the moon!" she exclaimed. "Do you see how I shine? I shine just like the moon." I looked at her body, and she did shimmer. Her soft curves always excited me so.
"All aliens are locked up in laboratories. They're all dissected, tested and locked away, except for a few locked in museums." I felt myself harden; she looked so good in the moonlight. In no time I was rock hard, wanting to take her.
"I'm stone cold serious, I'm an escaped alien." I almost believed her. She moved against me, feeling my hardness, rubbing herself against me. "You're so hard tonight."
"Yes, maybe it's the moon, or all this alien talk."
"I mean it, I am an alien."
"I've never had an alien before," I said, teasing her granite nipples. "Someone else is hard tonight too," I whispered slyly.
"Hard and wet... feel," she replied, opening herself to me.
I felt beneath her, touched her wetness and wanting more I rolled over her. The wet excited me, she glistened in the dim light. Our touch became more turbulent as we wrestled together, sparks flew when we passionately crashed together. Movement intensified as we consumed each other, finally crumbling together, both soaked in each other's ecstasy.
I remember that time well, we laid together for the rest of the night and well into the following morning. We dozed, and as we woke, we came together again, grinding against each other, wearing into each other with every movement.
Later that day, all she could say was, "That was staggering, you've never been so hard for me."
"I was pretty hard, wasn't I?" I whispered. I touched one of her nipples and said, "You were pretty hard yourself, like two diamonds."
"Diamonds, now those I like, I have been wondering about diamonds, or a diamond."
"Whoa, whoa, slow down a bit. I'm cracked over you, but let's now rush it."
"Rush it?"
"Yeah, talking diamonds," I replied.
"Well you're the one who brought it up."
"But I was just talking about how hard your nipples were last night, and this morning."
"We've been together now for ages it seems, why can't we talk about more?" she asked sternly.
"Look, it's fun knocking around with you, but I'm not ready to set this thing in concrete or anything."
"Just what are we doing then?"
"Just skipping together, having fun. I like you a lot, I probably love you, but I'm not ready to let the moss grow on me or anything," I answered.
"Moss? Concrete? Go ahead, just say what you mean, call me a ball and chain," she shouted.
"No, no, you don't understand, it's not that way."
"What way is it?"
"Now don't go skipping off here, we can still have fun together," I pleaded.
"For ages I've been wasting my time, haven't I?"
All I could do is shrug as she clattered away and I watched as the last bit of daylight reflected off that smooth surface of hers. I figured she'd come back, but she didn't
I get sad when I think of Pebbles now. Yeah, we had our rocky times, and in the end we both got so craggy, but I still miss her. She didn't move too far away, she's just a stone's throw down the river. When the light's just right, I can see her leaning on her new partner "Flint". The moonlight still does amazing things to her.
Since she left during the last flood, I have been alone, I just can't seem to get close to anyone else. Yeah, since Pebbles left it's been a long dry spell for me, but I got a feeling things will start rolling again for me. Just recently I've noticed a cute little gem looking at me, looking for a long time. I couldn't help but notice her there all by herself gathering moss. I would simply stare and she would stare right back at me. I gave her my best stony expression and she almost smiled. And damn, that ass of hers just won't quit, I'd just love to make some sparks with her.
Yeah, the dry spell is finally over, I think she's gonna roll my way.
Keywords: Relationships, Rocky,