One late summer night the party was about to fade, the boys – playing Belote in the kitchen, the girls – hanging out in the living room bored. Just then, may be 5 minutes before the chicks were all about to fall asleep completely Clara said:
– Hey girls, do you know what story I heard? Supposedly it happened in our small, little town, but it seems to me as a total “Urban Legend”. However, it’s great – very romantic and a little bit sad, do you wanna hear it?
– Go on, we will either wake up or it will work as a bedtime story to us – Sylvia answered, while going through the messages in her phone and deleting the useless ones.
Clara began to talk and all the girls were listening very carefully, because she was always telling very interesting stories, unusual and yet simple enough to find if not yourself at least someone that you know inside.
– Ok. Listen carefully. Soo… he was 20-something and his name was Theodore. He was rather handsome – tall, with a well-shaped body, dark blonde hair, a little bit rough, but very manly face and sparkling green eyes. Theodore had many acquaintances – he was hanging out with them in the bars and the clubs of our town, just like us, may be we even met him personally… In these smoky bars, as we all know, all the crushes happen, and with his hot look he surely enjoyed the female attention. However, Theodore had a problem, a little secret he wasn’t sharing with no one, a secret gnawing him inside, hiding under his seemingly happy life. He couldn’t get erection with all these pretty, young, hot women, that smelled like flesh and sex and which everyone wanted to sleep with.When Theodore was in bed with a good-looking woman, doesn’t matter what sex tricks she was doing, he just “couldn’t lift the parachute”. But wait, he wasn’t impotent… he could get a massive erection, but only with ugly women. If he was in bed with some old, fat, hairy or just honestly ugly woman, he was fucking her long and making her crazy. But he could never prove his abilities to the beautiful ones. After couple of meetings with him, and several “bed attempts”, the pretty chicks just stopped answering him the phone or began making excuses to don’t see him. After couple of weeks he was seeing them with someone else, who didn’t had his looks, neither his spirit, but who managed to fuck them and most likely to satisfy them as well. None of these beauties managed to reach his true side and the ugly ones he fucked once or twice and then he had no desire to see them anymore. Theodore was just using them as objects to satisfy his lust, like sex dolls that he wasn’t attracted to, but which strangely excited him. He was thinking: ”Only if I could have the sex that I want to, I would be happy”.
She was 17 and her name was Christina. Possessing interesting beauty, fine body and a huge sexual appetite, she loved to fuck and she was doing it like no other woman on the world. Knowing that she can have the penis of every man, no one ever refused her sex, but she couldn’t reach the soul of no one and this was making her sad. Not that the men weren’t falling in love with her – they did, but in the moment when she felt that they were hers, she was losing any interest and was leaving them. Like she was running away from happiness, from what she wanted. Thus, from bed to bed, from man to man, she stared into their eyes while they were cuming, trying to find love inside. But she didn’t saw nothing but passion and lust and endless emptiness, remaining inside her after. Not that Christina wasn’t falling in love either. She was falling in love couple of times a year, but only with the men she could barely touch, from which she could steal moments and after they were with her for a little while, returned to their girlfriends and wives. Christina loved only the ones, passing through her life like fairy ghosts and leaving behind a taste of sweet sadness. She continued to be with different men through her body, accepting in her soul only those she couldn’t have, until she started feeling more and more empty. She wanted to change, she was telling herself that she will do it and still she couldn’t help it. Lost in a circle, just when Christina though that the dirty water was all over her and there wasn’t making no sense to lift her head and try to catch a breath, Theodore met her. It happened like in the movies. Randomly on the street, he turned after her and she turned after him. They started a chat. Just noticed each other in the crowd and exchanged Facebooks cause the cell phones were no longer in fashion. Decided to go out. Went out for a date and after that both of them experienced what they always did. She got drunk and went to bed with him and he failed to get it hard. But instead of embarrassing them, that somehow made them more intimate than ever.
Under the influence of alcohol or no Theodore first told her his story and that he need the sufficient sex to feel happy. Then Christina replied, that the sex couldn’t give happiness but contrariwise and told him her case. They decided to turn their back on the fucking and all these things that make the “relationships” – “relationships”. Decided to see each other and talk about dinosaurs and books, instead of bills, sex, drugs and money, to touch each other on the most unconventional places, like the chin or the thumb of the left hand, instead of kissing and making out. They began to meet, “date” that way, like two human beings, that just enjoy sharing their time. No commitments, no contingencies, nothing sexual.
But one evening, while they were talking and simply enjoying the pleasure of the presence of the other, quite spontaneously they kissed. They embraced their bodies, after they already knew each others souls. Headed to bed and did the most wonderful, fulfilling and satisfying sex ever. After they denied and erased from their memories, everything they knew about sex, everything they were taught, distorted through the countless narrow prisms and public mirrors, they found it again, innocent, immaculate, almost magical. In the morning Christina woke up and watched him sleeping. After a little while Theodore also woke up and smiled.
– Clara, you’re a great storyteller, there is no other like you, but tell us what happened next? – the girls asked, lifting their heads and listening with now fully open eyes.
– I don’t know, I also heard the story up to here… I guess they lived happily forever after.
– Yeaah, right, things like that don’t happen anymore, nobody give up sex, no one get tired of it. Sex rules everything around us, we can’t get over that. – Victoria argued adding – It is still very beautiful though…
– Yeah, I want something like that to happen to me, my boyfriend starts getting on my nerves a lot..
– The lethargic atmosphere from before turned back to the well known girlish noise, when everyone shared with the others their love troubles and joys. Only Kalina stood silently on the side, slightly smiling…