Replay

One minute the smell of lilacs come through the window, the sun is shining, life is good. Then i smell leather, overwhelming my senses and I snap from my Vanilla life... I'm there, on the edge, wanting just a bit more, to push me over the hump and turn me into a sweaty screaming cumming machine. you lean over me, mouth on my body, arms chained, the leather rubbing against my skin, oh please please please just a little more, my hot button drowning in fluid, wanting one more  flick as I go over the edge. words no longer make sense and I'm a quivering mess, oh yes, yes, yes. hot, brimming with energy, wet and oh my god insensible, sheer ecstasy and adrenaline.  your mouth on mine  and we fully connect causing a burst of what seems like flame between us. Suddenly the smell of grass and the sound of the lawnmower...and its gone. I blink, it was all real enough years ago. Now however, just a reoccurring replay in my mind.