He Brings Out The Wildness In Me

Alison Sparks
2 min readFeb 7, 2023
Photo by Yan Krukau on Pexels

Does your eyes ever meet someone else’s, and instantly you know that you’re going to fuck them sooner or later? I’ve had a couple of those moments in my life, one of them being just a couple of weeks ago. And it’s not always with the most conventionally attractive people in the room. That spark of sexual tension is way more about the looks.

One look across the table in a darkly lit room, and it’s set. Something is going to happen. How? Or when? I can’t tell you yet. But it will. It’s like a mysterious manifestation that my sex obsessed mind has created.

I can’t deny that I think about sex more than the average person. Especially after I’ve had sex recently. I relive every moment, every breath and every thrust. I can still recall the smell of sex on my skin as curled up to his chest later. A part of me thinks that I shouldn’t be feeling this way. It’s too soon. Too intense. But I really can’t get certain scenes out of my mind, no matter how hard I try. The way he asked to kiss me even though it wasn’t a date. The way his mouth tasted on mine. Fuck… Should I even continue?

My mind lingers on his cock again. It was the perfect size, even though he left my pussy aching the next day. But some kind of animalistic part of me enjoyed even that part. What mattered to me the most was that I’ve been claimed the previous night and that morning…

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Alison Sparks

Just a writer, sharing my musings on sex, sexuality, sex work, mental health and LGBTQ+ topics.