High as a Kite

.. on LSA this wekend.
Sex whilst high = other worldly.

edit:

so I took some happy hippie juice - 6 Woodrose seeds soaked in fresh orange juice (yeah, I stayed raw while abusing substances.)

It kicked in. I was stranded on the couch for 8 hours, tripping.
Melting fans. Breathing walls.

If I were a man, I'd have had a hard-on. Tingling.

When he kissed me, all my senses imploded.
Tongues felt like the most glorious textures, lips pressed and lightly touching.

They left for a half hour, sober.
I panicked.
I needed him.
I felt love for him.

Trip over.
An 8 hour adventure without leaving the couch.

He turns to his friend "going to bed.. might have to pick her up. She'll want to cuddle, she's still tripping balls."

Coming off the drug, we went to bed.
Ie; two mattresses.

He was hard. He tore my jeans off.
I wasn't sober yet.
I was TRASHED, telling you the truth.
We fucked. Hard.
while we were fucking?
"I have to tell you something."
I reply... what?
"I think I'm falling in love with you."