Pleasure Island The sun is setting and the afternoon heat has subsided to a cool tropical breeze as me and my lover lye stretched out on the beach on our secluded island.
The waves have begun to tumble against the shore and bathe the rocks with soft foam, while the seagulls soar majestically to the heavens.
As we lye together, embracing each other with gentle hugs and feather kisses, we watch nature open its door to a theatrical performance of beauty.
The serenity surrounding us seems to bring us closer as we become one with nature.
While the tropical breeze entices us with the sweet scent of amour, it tenderly sprinkles us with the mists of water from the now restless sea.
We are now about to begin our journey by surrendering to the exquisite elegance of nature.
As I feast my eyes upon the most virile, masculine and powerful man I’ve ever known, I can’t help but to start a slow simmering melt down by the fiery chocolate god that now stands erect before me.
Looking into his eyes, I can see what he desires the most. The reflection of a passionate, beautiful, desirable woman for whom his tongue licks across his lips in slow deliberate movements, waiting to savor the chocolate that has begun to trickle from his goddess.
As I look into my lover’s sultry eyes, I surrendered to his power. I found myself suspended in his world. I wanted to be stripped of every thing, my clothing, my sense of direction and my sense of time.
He slowly began to undress me, stripping me completely as my fruits swelled in anticipation of his tongue.
I too began to undress him slowly, wanting to savor every moment.
When I was done, he stood before me saluting heaven in perfect attention.
Lowering me down to the ground, I felt as if I had been placed on a blanket of clouds knowing that it wouldn’t be long now before I’ll be lifted to greater heights.
Like a panther and I as his prey, he captured and pinned me beneath him.
He pressed his lips against mine. His tongue searched for an opening that would gain him entry to seize its occupant.
After that conquest, he began his journey in search of the island of lost treasures.
His tongue blazed a trail of fire as my body ached and arched from every area he touched.
Traveling south at a leisurely pace, I stopped him abruptly as he approached the island.
Looking at me through sultry, pleading eyes, I looked at him and grasped the back of his head, closed my eyes and sent him home. Home being the island between my thighs, he dove into my creamy shores headfirst and drenched himself in the waves of my passion.
As my body arched higher to the heavens from the erotic pleasure he was giving me, my desire to taste his passion overwhelmed me.
Turning him over, needing to quench my thirst, I sipped tenderly on the straw provided.
Licking lazily, I made slow deliberate movements around the tip, tasting the tiny drops of passion.
As I began to once again began to sip on the straw. I could feel the drink inside coming to a rapid boil, on the brink of explosion.
Just as I had abruptly stopped him, he did the same to me. He flipped me over on my back and thrust his lightning bolt in me as his electricity raced through every inch of me. Unable to restrain himself any longer, he roared like a might lion and in a thunderous explosion, his hot sweet passion rushed inside of me, causing my ocean to swell and overflow. As we both dropped gently back to Earth trying to control the involuntary spasms our bodies were experiencing, I was totally intoxicated from his lovemaking. Reaching over to touch him, I found that his oak tree was still standing tall. As the ocean steadily rose, I knew I had to seek higher ground. So I sought refuge and proceeded to climb the oak tree. With powerful hands, he lifted me up by my hips and boosted me to the top. I sat straddled atop of the tree as his powerful hands lifted me up the tree, and quickly lowered me. As the rhythm of our movement began its up tempo beat, lightning streaked across the sky, thunder boomed loudly, the wind blew fiercely and the heavens opened as the rain began to fall and saturate our body. With my head back, I can feel the rain dance against my face. Just as the rain trickles down my neck to the tips of my mangos, my lover rises to lick the moisture. In the midst of the storm, we both became entangled in the rapture of our lovemaking and peaked simultaneously, saturating each other with our passion. After a long night of erotic pleasures and exotic treasures, we awaken to a new day. With tranquil crystal waters, a clear blue sky and the rising of the golden sun, we allow nature to embrace us as we once again begin this day in a warm embrace.
