Wicked Wednesday

Secret Memories #WickedWednesday

Every time I hear a song by Collective Soul – any song – I’m taken back to the summer I was sixteen. I went to my first concert with a sort-of friend. She desperately wanted more friends, and I didn’t know how to tell people no. I had never been to a concert, and the boy I liked was going.

I remember flirting and desperately wanting to be kissed by this boy. A wiry boy with sharp features, short hair, and a too-deep voice for such a young age. He could do things with his tongue and his hands that I had never experienced before, and I wanted him to keep doing those things to me.

That evening, while the band rocked on, he pressed himself into my backside. I could feel his hardness. I didn’t understand the moist desire between my thighs, but I liked what he made me feel. He wrapped his arms around my middle, and I pretended I knew what to do with what I felt prodding against the round underside of my ass.

A song came on the radio earlier this week, and I closed my eyes and remembered that feeling of being young, free, and wild. I was too young to understand what I felt nearly eighteen years ago, but now I know that I felt my femininity, the early bloom of the sexual being I am today, on that night with that young man. I can still feel the flush on my cheeks, the tightening of my nipples, the dryness in my mouth, the wetness in my core – and all that I need is a song.

Over the years, through good times and bad, whenever I hear Collective Soul, I smile, remembering a distant memory that still brings me secret pleasure.

Thank you, Wicked Wednesday, for giving me a reason to relive such delicious memories. I’ve carried that memory with me through many a tough road. Instead of pining for something I no longer have, I smile at the innocence and squirm with the desire.

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Kayla Lords

I am a sex blogger, podcaster, freelance writer, international speaker, kink educator, and all-around kinky woman. You can find me online sharing my innermost sexual thoughts and experiences, teaching other bloggers how to make money writing about sex, and helping kinksters have happy healthy BDSM relationships. I'm also a masochistic babygirl submissive with an amazing and sadistic Daddy Dom and business partner, John Brownstone. Welcome to my kinky corner of the internet!


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