The Beautiful Kind

We were staying in Jiuzhaigou (do you see the smiling face in the mountains?)

which was humid and tropical (saw my first monkeys in the wild!!) Our hotel was right next to a national park, which was steeped with these awe-inspiring mountains.

One night at midnight it started to lightning and thunder, so we dragged our blankets out to our covered balcony that overlooked the courtyard with the pagoda and pond. It was pitch black, and the sound of the rain and thunder surrounded us. Every time lightning flashed, the mountains looming overhead would illuminate. It was so fucking surreal, as if a bunch of silent craggy giants were peering over the walls spying on us.

So we gave them a good show. We made intense and sweet love on the balcony. The energy from the storm inspired us - we kissed passionately, our hands roamed, my back arched, I sighed. He was on top, and it felt delicious to be pressed between his body and the tangled blankets cushioning the hard balcony floor.

I kept seeing the giants over his shoulder, and images of the Golden Whip Stream, monkeys in the trees, and the breathtaking views from our day’s hike kept dancing in my head. I felt so alive to be celebrating such a beautiful act in such a beautiful, outdoors setting. It was truly a goddess moment. After we finished, we drifted off to sleep until the dewy air blushed with dawn.

The whole thing was incredibly romantic. Except for the part where I had my finger up his ass and he dumped his copious load in my ear.