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It was her thoughts of him that made her body respond...
Retrieving my sunglasses and heading onto the beach, hair flowing gently in the salty ocean breeze, skirt trailing behind me as I walk. I revel in the feeling of freedom that the sunlight and soaring gulls impart on me. In each step that I take I brush the sand with my toes feeling it's warmth caressing my skin. I quiver a little as the breeze surrounds me through my thin gauze shirt, my body is reacting to the sensual feelings of it's touch... As if his hands were still caressing me as they were the night before. It was a sensual, erotic sensation, one I did not, could not, dare to forget. I did not know if this would happen again. We were two souls searching for their like, to share the heat of passions play, pent-up for far too long...
She realized at that moment that it was her thoughts of him that made her body respond, nipples protruding through the thinness of the gauze. The heat beating down on her golden skin baffling her mind, was it the heat of the sun or the recollections of burning passions remembered? In an instant a feeling washes over her, and she turns to look around, hugging her arms to her body, she clutches her shoulders. She felt him from behind encircling her arms and slowly moving them along her body and down to her sides, he spins her about, Flames burning in his eyes reflecting and matching the passion that burns within her own contemplating and confused eyes.
She could do nothing but smile a soft sensual smile as he stared straight into her eyes, it seemed a natural response to him. His face softening into a similar smile, he pulls her to him. She feels his hard body against her soft curves and she hugs him warmly, receptively. As their lips part to ask the questions running through their minds, but decide not to. He runs his eyes along her cheek as he follows the trail of his caressing fingers sliding down her cheek to her full red lips. She trembles lightly and her eyes flutter at his gentle touch, no longer able to speak, forgetting what she wanted to say. He runs a finger slowly and gently over her wet lips ...
"Damn, I can not get enough of you" he exclaimed exasperatedly. "What are you doing to me woman." "Exactly what you are doing to me," she breathed in slowly. "But what it is, I...," and before she can speak another word, his lips cover hers, kissing her in the most intoxicating way, a way she recalled from the night before only more intensely, easing to more tenderly now... His hungry kisses only serving to urge her on. She whimpers seductively, womanly, tugging at his masculinity and pulling him into her... he could stand it no longer and he searches out her pert nipples over her chemise and caresses them lightly at first then more insistent with every second that passes.
She realizes that she is totally loosing control and on this open part of the beach. She pushes herself back from him. She stand before him panting and fighting the raging wild desires that are ripping through her body like angry flames of passion taunting her, "No... not here," she spat at him... He lets out a forceful breath letting the pressures of built up passions release enough to get them under control. The flair in her eyes fuels his desires further and what seems from out of nowhere to her, he bursts out laughing insanely, takes her hand, and leads her down the beach. Telling her "Woman you drive me insane!"
Beginning to relax a little now, she begins to laugh as well. "Wherever ARE you taking me," she asks him. "Shhhhh," was all he said as he places his fingers on her lips softly and walks on, pulling her with him. At the end of the beach, he stops by a group of large rocks. It was a secluded cove like section of the beach only those who came to this beach often even ventured this far. It was totally void of people and she liked this more than words could say. He stops her and pulls her into his arms and says "Now, what protests do you have?"
Her sultry emerald green eyes lock with his of the deepest blue, and their passions spark once again. She leans forward slowly to meet him in a slow, sensual kiss that gives way to hungry passion. In the tender, yet arousing moments that follow, his hands find her breasts once more probing and teasing each nipple as they kiss. He raises her blouse and slipping it over her arms, tosses it to the sand. She stands bare before him, revealing firm full breast, nipples standing out pert and alive. He runs his palms over each one laying kisses upon one then the other. She gasps when his lips leave hers and travel down to her breasts. Each hot wet kiss, stoking the fires that burn within her nubile body, cause her to moan, aching for more as he kisses and licks each breast circling and sucking. His hands found the waist of her skirt and slid it down her long well-shaped legs. His excitement could not be hidden nor his desires tamed this time. They were in their own private heaven. Their desires would be quenched before they stopped this time he says to himself. He receives confirmation of his thoughts in her seductive moans. Standing in nothing but thong bikini panties she trembles, but it wasn't from the cold, it was from his touch. She sees and can feel his arousal and it drives her wild with desire to feel him inside of her as he had been only last night.
Kneeling before her running his tongue just above her panty line, she begins to pant in anticipation. He slips her panties down kissing as he goes and slides them the rest of the way off. Before she lays back against the rocks she quickly undresses him and turning his attentions back to her, he delves his tongue into her womanhood. Tasting the now flowing nectar of her heated passion, he moans lowly, aching for the clean, sweet taste of her. By God she was so divine. The shape of her firm body, the taste of her nectar and those sultry eyes that ran right through him, driving his passions to heights he had never experienced before. Her eyes closed in pleasurable ecstasy, when she opens them, they are filled with intense desire. "Make love to me, Please," her desperate voice whispers. Then laying her to the sand he mounts her, and they begin to ride the thunderous waves of passion echoed on the shore at their feet. Moving in perfect time they build a fire that demands to be extinguished.
Kissing her deeply as he moves inside of her, she moans and arches in response to each deep thrust into her. He thrusts long and hard, both feeling their bodies begging to explode. He looks into her passion filled eyes and says, "Say it, Say you want me to explode with you, to become one, allow our souls to touch." She parts her lips in a building scream and as she reaches her peak and the screams coming from deep within her, pushes him over the edge of ultimate pleasure. They explode together, hot liquid bathing her already wet, pulsating womanhood.
Slowing their rhythm as they come down from their rapturous heights, she sighs loudly! "Mmmmmmmmmmmmm, that was Wonderful, she says." They lay beside one another until the tides rise and they have to return to the living world that they have shut out for a stolen moment of erotic pleasures. They had both wanted this to happen so desperately. "This is not the end, fair maiden, we shall meet again and tonight we shall dine." See you at 8PM,"he tells her as he turns and walks from the beach, just as he had come to her.
THE END
Written by: BellaDonna
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