When We Touch I Get This Feeling Novels & Stories

I reached out to grab one that was near him, and I didn't expect that we would both reach for it at the same time, causing our palms to touch. I didn't expect that when our palms touched, I would feel a strange emotion that I had never felt before. I felt a jolt of electricity flow from my fingers to my entire body. I couldn't name what it was, but it felt like a voltage surge that you only feel when you touch a wire that has a problem with its insulation. That's how I felt when our palms touched... I don't know why my body overreacts even with just a simple touch of our palms, it's just so exaggerated. Actually, it's not new to me to have someone holding my hand, so it really makes me wonde

“Yes, can you?” I nod my head, “This might sound strange, but you know when you get butterflies in your stomach when you’re excited?” Aleksandr just smiles and nods for me to continue. “Well, when we touch, it feels like the butterflies are attracted to you and they move through my body to wherever you are. Is that weird?” “Not at all!” he assures me. “For me it feels like pleasurable sparks of lightning or fireworks.” I nod my head to acknowledge what he said. “I’ve never experienced anything like this before. Have you?”

I felt like I was floating, carried away by the rush of sensation. I drew back, gasping for air, as I opened my eyes. He cupped my cheeks, and I felt a light, tingling sensation run through my skin. It was as if tiny pinpricks of electricity were running across my face. My cheeks grew warm, and I could feel the flush of a blush spreading across my face. Why is my body reacting to his every touch?

While cursing him with dirty words in my heart, I touched the back of his big hand. That feeling is back, the electric shock is back. I've never touched a man, and been touched by a man until now... and that makes a lot of emotions overwhelm me. My hand trembled as I moved his hand away from me, and the imprint of his touch was like a hot trail that would stay permanently and I would never be able to get rid of it. Mentally and physically.

I loved the peace and everything that came with it. As we walked, I moved closer to her, so close that the back of our palms touched. I felt the zap, an electric feeling that travelled through me. It was as gripping as the one I'd felt that day when I stood by the window, and she came to me. Zeph didn't pull away, and I didn't dare move, the touch sending sparks through me. We kept walking, the contact almost imperceptible to anyone else, but to me, it was everything.

I asked "Hmm" He responded and stepped into the kitchen closing the door from inside. Why is he locking the door? What does he want now? He stepped towards me and I turned around showing him my back. He stopped when he was standing exactly behind me. His front was touching my back giving me goosebumps all over my body. The hairs of my body stood up in reaction. I gulped hard. He placed his finger on my shoulder sliding it down to my arm and stopped on my elbow leaving a trail of electric shocks everywhere he touched. Why I always feel a kind of current whenever he touches me?

I asked slowly, needing the confirmation desperately but not really knowing why. “I feel them as well when touching you. It’s not something I’ve experienced before. I’ve been around a lot of others like us, both sexes and it’s never felt like it does now.” he responded, his fingers still skimming along my arm before going back to my hand and tracing the lines on my palm and fingers. I shivered and bit my lip, my eyes watering because I could feel every soft and smooth touch, something I had sorely missed. “Why?” I whispered, shivering from the tingles, the feeling almost overwhelming, my breathing a little ragged.

This is just a simple and innocent request yet my mind is filled with numerous thoughts. I reluctantly give my hand in his big palm and as soon as he wraps his fingers around my small hand, I feel sparks erupting under my skin. I feel butterflies fluttering their wings inside my stomach and it feels too pleasant to lose contact. I feel my heart making a jump inside my chest. All this feels so good. Just a moment passed and I felt hundreds of emotions just by a touch of him. It is like he affects the depth of mine. It feels like he sends something so wild through his touch to me. It is mysterious, just like magic. He made me feel so much just by a single innocent touch of his. As if my soul d

"It's a weird thing isn't it? To touch someone and feel like you're on fire when it's your fingertips that are freezing cold. They shiver on their own as I run them down your neck, your collarbones, the dip between and you huff, half at how agonizingly slow the touch is and half at how incredibly it affects you, makes you fall apart without realisation.

she said with a nod. After waiting patiently for her agreement, I extended my hand towards her as I leaned off the tree. I was surprised at her lack of hesitation as her small hand fit perfectly within mine. My heart jolted at the sudden burst of energy that ignited as our skins touched. It scent a wave of satisfaction running through my veins. Why would I want to let go of someone who's touch made me feel this way?