Sign of a Goddess (story)

“Please don’t fall asleep now” he spoke softly as he held her naked body in his arms. “Stay up with me, stay with me” he sounded concerned now. 

“I’m awake don’t worry” she giggled “I was just meditating a little bit Shane, relax, I’m not going anywhere. I am completely naked on your body nothing could possibly make me leave” she gazed at him, pushing her hair out of her face. 

He grinned a mighty grin. Damn he liked the sound of that. 

She sat up on him, practically displaying her medium sized breasts in front of his face, in fact her whole body was just easy to gaze at. He noticed two birth marks on either side of her thighs close to her vagina. He saw a few on her back before too, they looked just like Orion’s belt, the sign of a goddess. 

“Your?” he gulped but still held his gaze, looking even more into her eyes then he ever had before “Your Aphrodite… your different then regular girls, so very different” 

She sighed and looked at him admirably, then laughed “Good guess but I’m actually not Aphrodite.. my real name is Juliet, I die in the end” she bit her lip so as not to look suspicious but he saw right threw it anyway

They laughed joyously, she always felt more herself completely naked, maybe she was Aphrodite. But of what use is a goddess to a human? goddesses carry so many broken pieces inside them from humans sadness and negative emotions which sometimes leads them to become quite useless to the rest of the world but Shane didn’t see that, he knew who she was from the moment their eyes met nervously.

“Aphrodite doesn’t have dark brown redish hair” she said confidently, still letting him study every part of her. “Besides.. dream girls don’t exist completely, no one could possibly find that, you only find Aphrodite when you find true love and true love has to be worked for and both people have to want it otherwise it’s a waste of a perfectly good heart” 

“Whose to say I haven’t found Aphrodite my dear?” he asked her, already knowing the answer. 

She was speechless. Then she said “I’m never going to be perfect for anyone, perfection is a made up word and it has nothing to do with love. Love is everything to me, it should be to the other person too and if…” 

She couldn’t go on any longer, he had already passionately, lovingly, romantically put his lips against hers and kissed her like no one had ever kissed her before. She saw more the just fireworks, she saw visions, her powers or gifts were getting stronger as his hold got tighter. 

She wouldn’t let them have sex since she didn’t really know what the hell they actually were at the moment, she only allowed sex if a serious relationship was happening in her life and to her she didn’t know what he wanted but this whole conversation just made it obvious to her, it was much more then friendship that is for sure. 

After they made out fora few hours she went back to her subject of love. Her obsession. Her passion. The one thing that she felt made her more alive, just like her paintings, in love with love, in love with creating. She could do everything creative. He enjoyed that about her. 

She could act, sing, (sort of) dance, play instruments, paint, draw, doodle, write, no one was as proud of her as he was when it came to her talents. 

“Love is amazing” she spoke with a sigh, feeling sexually satisfied and humanly satisfied, though sex didn’t happen it was okay, he was lucky enough to get his fingers down there 

“Why do you love love so much?” he asked looking at her face to face now, breathing in each others air 

“I just do. Since humans just leave me or try to destroy me… I go towards the one thing that can make me feel less alone, love, hope, nature.. people think I have this sick obsession with not being alone but the truth is.. I’ve always been alone, even with my family I’m still alone and with my friends.. I’m always the one to save myself because people are afraid of me, they are afraid of what I could do to myself or to them. Being a goddess is so hard, it’s just so hard to feel sane, to feel like I am at least close to human and not some crazy psycho bitch.. my whole life I have been told how different I am and how I never will belong someplace or with someone.. I embrace it as much as I can but it’s a struggle” She felt like she was going to cry, her eyes almost filled up with tears but she held them back from fear of rejection 

“I.. I try so hard to be seen as myself and not what people call me but I’m so sensitive to everything, emotions, energies, just a simple kind word can bring me to tears now, joyful tears but tears none the less. All my life I have just wanted someone to love me, it doesn’t matter how they love me but if I can just have that love, the non stop kisses from the heart, the passion, my happiness would overflow” 

she paused but it looked like he was listening intently, feeling how she felt almost, realizing it all but still adoring her just the same. 

“I can’t stand broken love, for me it’s always been me who loves the most or the only one who loves, sometimes I fall so fast that they just leave me and I hit the ground.. when I hit the ground my heart breaks a little bit each time.. if I don’t find my dreams, what I’m after soon it may be too late and my heart will stop” 

She started to cry now. She could never look anyone in the eyes when she cried, only herself so she put her hands over her eyes and cried. 

His heart almost broke hearing her story, seeing her cry like this, she was such a beauty, even while in tears he knew she was beautiful. 

He took her hands away from her face gently and put them on his back, bringing her closer to him, gazing into her sad eyes and then kissing away the tears, bringing happiness back into her soul. 

He kissed her and kissed her and kissed her, from everywhere on her face to the tips of her toes. She deserves to be kissed like this, he thought, still kissing her everywhere in sight. 

He put so much passion and love into those kisses, she could feel it all. That’s all she really needed was for him to kiss her like that. 

“Merci” she spoke sweetly as his face met hers, this time, she kissed him back just as he had kissed her only having a little surprise for him towards his private area, which may have been a bit too far for her but she loved him so it all just made sense, he had already returned the favor more then once. 

“You’re welcome my goddess” he spoke softly holding her body so close to his now, feeling the warmth of her baby soft skin, her small body it was like a dream. 

She smiled at him, he loved her smile. He loved her. 

AUTHORS NOTE: So I’ve been pretty inspired, I kind of got this idea from my last story, when Alice the pregnant lady is having sex daydreams about her husband Chester, so I thought I’d make a more personal story by putting a goddess twist to it and a bit of myself. Enjoy! 

It’s Just Nice To Feel Special Sometimes

So I have been having the same dream about the same person for the past two weeks now.. 

Sometimes it’s more romantic, sometimes it’s more sexual.. 

but it’s always the same dream!! 

I’m not entirely sure if this means I’ve been thinking about this person too much 

or if he is thinking about me 

I still do not know why my nose has been itching so much

or who could be thinking about me 

but anything is possible 

my gut was totally right about someone coming back 

so my gut must be right about other things too

no one can really keep secrets from me 

because I just find out anyway 

and when things are obvious they are obviously obvious 

I mean you can take back your words 

but I see “passion” as clear as day 

and that is something that cannot be hidden easily 

especially if devotion is in it as well 

I’m not gonna turn a friendship into a romance 

unless I know the feeling is mutual 

you know now that I think about it..

I’m not sure if was a dream or more of a vision 

oh my god.. 

maybe it was a vision 

I mean my visions always feel more real 

and that felt real 

that didn’t feel much like a dream..

my visions only end up accurate 

based on that person decisions though 

and the choices they make 

for example 

after my slightly recent 

boyfriend broke up with me 

I no longer saw him in my future 

I ended up seeing what his future looked like instead 

with the ex before him 

I knew he was going to dump me 

but that was more in my intuition then a vision 

but I did have a vision of the last time we would see each other that summer..

and I knew that that kiss was the last one I’d ever get 

If I become very close to someone 

I can see their future 

and if they choose to have me in it 

if they even consider it 

I can see that too 

I wish I could just know what my future looks like now 

maybe then 

things would seem less of a challenge to get there 

I think I’m more concerned that I could just end up alone 

that no ones gonna want to take 

an opportunity to love me and get to know all of me 

I’ve had dreams of what this person is like 

but I never get to know what he looks like 

or hear what he sounds like 

unless I’m with someone 

and they want me in their future

Do you think someone would ever wait for me? 

if I waited for them? 

or is that not entirely possible? 

is there someone waiting for me now?

or are they searching for me too? 

Damn, what I would give to just know that I have been found 

I know there isn’t just “one” of “the one” 

but I’d like to know that 

I’m taken good care of 

I know that almost every girl 

is like 

“Oh I wanna get married and have a big fat ass wedding that’s worth a ton of money 

and I’m just like 

no thanks, I think a small wedding sounds good 

do guys even think about marriage? 

can they just realize that they want to marry this certain girl? 

is there just something about this girl that makes them think “oh wow, I want her to have my kids”? 

Wow, that is a very deep question

I’v only ever been with one guy who wanted to marry me.. 

he would always say “lets have kids!” 

and since I was only 17, I was like 

“No! I’m not having a baby at 17” 

and of course we broke up 

he was my longest relationship actually 

5 months or 6 months, 

so half a year 

I don’t really remember much though 

wasn’t my best relationship 

I’ve date nothing but boy’s 

I’d like to date a man for once 

one who would just love to commit to me 

no matter what the cost 

to just have that sense of devotion 

where he’s proud to say 

“That’s my girlfriend, she’s my best friend and I love her” 

with that bond that we worked hard to get to 

that trust 

that is what I want 

I wanna be loved for who I am 

in every way 

be seen for who I am 

see him for who he is 

I think kisses are the best way to show that you care for someone 

romantically that is 

I know I should probably tone down my love for love though 

if I want to get somewhere 

but maybe there is someone who appreciates that in me 

It’s just nice to feel special you know?

and sometimes girls like me 

we take risks to feel like that 

even if it means our hearts get broken 

I’ve done things that I do regret 

to get the feeling 

of being special 

it’s hard these days to find someone who doesn’t want anything from you

instead of just wanting to make you happy and love you

most people just leave after they have taken what they want 

but there are still some of us who stay around because we care 

and because we’d do anything to see you happy 

I don’t know how many people there are like that in my life right now 

I can tell you two, including my family but that’s about it 

this is gonna sound like a really dumb question but why do people leave and come back?

do they realize they made a mistake so they turn around and try and fix it?

or is it because they feel sorry about what they did before and they want to make it up to the person? 

or is it just something they saw that they didn’t see before?

can that happen? 

do they just come back to be nice? 

I think this is the first time someone has ever come back 

not wanting to take anything from me 

I guess I don’t really need to know why 

but I think the second most common reason people come back 

is because it’s something in their heart and in their head 

that tell’s them 

there are some people who never intend on coming back so they close the door 

with words like 

“lets just be friends” 

or 

“I don’t deserve you” 

at least after a relationship 

I believe that those are the words used 

believe me I’ve heard them a lot 

I know an awful lot about love 

I’ve been through quite a lot myself 

to finally know what real love is 

one day

someone’s gonna be lucky enough

to give me that real love 

I just wish I knew who

The Greatest Day (a short story)

He took a deep breath. It had been some time since he had gone on a date, perhaps too long, it took him an hour and a half a head of time to find something he thought was decent to wear, he wasn’t going to just show up in sweatpants. New jeans and a grey tshirt it was. He could just imagine how beautiful she would look on their first date. 

He had only just called her up the night before and cracked, telling her exactly how he felt and what he wanted with her. Then hearing her voice for the first time it brought a chill up his spine and warmth to his heart, he practically felt butterflies in his stomach. He had never met anyone quite like her before, a woman with such abilities and strength. He often felt like an outsider but to hear her say that she often felt like one too brought him to try and understand her, what she’s been through, and to just make her happy no matter what. 

Her happiness ended up being his key goal at the end of the day. If he didn’t speak to her once, just once then that would drive him completely crazy. He often found himself daydreaming of her through certain times of the day but always late late at night when he lay underneath his covers. She had always been the girl who stayed no matter what and others had been stupid enough to leave her but none smart enough to come back. 

When discussing subjects of a deeper notion they both often felt as if they were saying the “wrong” thing, but that was untrue since every word exchanged only brought them closer together. 

He was in the car now, on his way to her house, more nervous then he had ever been. The mall and then a walk around the lake, that was the plan. So much time but to him if felt like so little with her. They would stay up and talk till morning most nights, unless she chose to fall asleep, that also drove him crazy and made him miss her more then he could say. 

He pulled up in front of her house now, he thought he saw a small glimpse of her through a window with sheer white shades covering them. 

He took another deep breath, fixed his hair a bit then made his way up the sidewalk to her door. He rung the doorbell and waited patiently, her mother answered the door. 

“Hi you must be here to pick up Z, she’ll be right down, I’m her mother Tami, sit down and make yourself comfortable” her mother said sweetly. 

Yup, it was practically an interview but he didn’t mind, she was going to be down those stairs any minute now.

Sure enough he heard her, everyone got up as she came down the stairs. She wore a black skirt, a cute little green lace top, a hoodie and some cute little black flats. Again all he could think was “damn”. She didn’t even have any makeup on just some red lipstick.. 

He wanted to kiss that red lipstick off her lips, then kiss every bit of her body and call her his. He’d never felt like that with any woman before. Although he had had illusions of loving other woman but this with her was real. It scared him to think he could loose her again, anyone could just snatch her out of his grip and that would practically kill him, he knew it too and somehow so did she. 

He turned on the radio as they got in the car, one of her favorite songs came on and she sang along to it. He watched her in the rear-view mirror, those perfect lips opening and closing word by word. After she stopping singing he didn’t quite know what to say, “Your so beautiful Z, I mean it, it’s like everything you do you just blow me away” 

she had always been a flirt so naturally she said back “Oh I can blow you” 

He blushed “Thats not happening on a first date” he laughed 

She giggled “I know” then she let out a big fat smile “besides anything I say will just drive you crazy anyway” 

He didn’t object to that, nor did he answer, she seemed to be right about almost everything that she said to him. He liked it when she talked a lot and said words he enjoyed. He knew that this date was going to be one of the greatest day’s of his life and that no matter what he was staying when others have not.