Wednesday, August 15, 2007


Beaches are wonderful places all year round but ever more so in the summer when you can walk hand in hand beside the waves, minimal clothing which is always a plus, and watch the sunset, the colours reflecting over the water, long shadows stretching out behind, waiting as the last few stragglers abandon the beach, providing complete privacy.Slowly the light fades, leaving the luminescense of the water the only glow before the stars start twinkling overhead. Enough light to see the top removed, the curve of breast, the point of nipples hardening in the breeze off the water, and the shorts drop to the sand, leaving only smooth curves beckoning for a touch, a caress. Time to shed top and shorts, tossing them in a heap, hoping to later be able to find them. Arm in arm, soft warm skin pressed to hard muscle, the salty scent in the air tickling the nostrils, cock growing hard, and pussy growing wet, as you whisper silliness, teasing and hinting, each waiting for the other to make the first move, turning and finding each other's mouth, tongues and moans intertwined, as bodies press together, nipples tickled by hair, hands stroking firms cheeks, pulling each other down into the still warm sand, hardness slipping into warm wetness, the lapping of the waves setting the pace, the eb and flow, until one cannot hold back and pushes, faster, harder, deeper, fingers pinching nipples, soft cries echoing over the water, stroke upon stroke, breath coming faster, sweet friction, sliding, squeezing, bodies tensing and giving to each other. And as the moon rises slowly over the water, you hold, lying together, each basking in the glow, the strength, the rightness.

Knowing this will happen again.


Blogger Mina said...


11:26 AM, August 16, 2007  
Blogger Mistress S said...

It's good to see you writing again.


12:29 PM, August 17, 2007  

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