I just wrote this:
I can feel the ocean breeze whipping against my skin as I sit gazing at the setting sun. The sand is still warm beneath my bare feet, and I squinch my toes in the soft rocks. The sun's setting rays warm my bare skin, casting a golden glow to my complexion.
The sun slowly sinks into the ocean, painting the low clouds orange, and brushing the horizon with swaths of pink and purple. I lean back against your chest, and I sigh with the pleasure of our touching skin. Your arms come around my shoulders, and you press a sweet kiss to my shoulder.
The cove is ours and ours alone. It's rocky arms surround us, protecting us from the outside world. We have come here so many times to watch the sunset, to make love along the white beach. We have even spent the night, wrapped in each other's warmth and arms.
I know that we will once again make love as the day surrenders to the night.
Your fingers are whisper soft against my skin as you untie the top of my bathing suit. The soft fabric falls away from my body, revealing my breasts to the ocean's gaze. Your hands splayed wide across my back, you slowly massage your way around to the front of my torso. Teasingly, you allow your hands to drift around my breasts, refusing to cup their straining fullness. I moan my need to you, pressing myself into your palms.
At last, you take my breasts into your warm hands, They overflow your fingers, and you gently brush the very tips of my nipples. The already hard nubs tighten painfully, and I can feel myself growing wet. I lie writhing in your arms, against your hard chest, as you lazily caress my flesh.
Your fingers blaze a trail down my stomach and disappear beneath the band of my bikini bottom. They plunge down to the hidden valley between my legs. I can feel them playing staccato against my sensitive lips, teasing, torturing. You lips graze along the column of my throat as you part my slick folds and demand entrance. My head falls back over your shoulder, allowing you to watch as you plunder between my thighs.
My body begins to undulate as you work your magic on my pliant body. Like a skilled musician, you play my body like an instrument. Every movement, every caress, every delicious press upon my buttons creates a riot of sensations that make my body hum.
Suddenly your hand is gone, and my fingers are replacing yours. Grasping my wrist, you show me what I like, what I want, what I need. At your gentle urging, I explore my innermost secrets, flicking, rubbing, damping my fingers with my own honey. You guide me up to that little pearl nestled between my rosy lips and show me how to manipulate that little nubbin of pleasure.
Flick.
I shudder. The sun is no comparison to the heat you are generating in me. The fire consumes me and I shout out in sweet abandon. As I convulse within the throes of an exquisite orgasm, you lay me back against the blanket and stretch out beside me.
I manage to open my eyes and glance at your smug expression. Smiling wickedly, I sit up and lean over you.
"My turn."
I slowly drag my hair across your skin, caressing your chest, the planes of your stomach. Deftly, I work the clasp of your trunks and kneel up, pulling your swimsuit down your legs and finally off your body. I sit back and drink in the sight of your glorious form being kissed by the encroaching twilight. Try as I might, I cannot keep my gaze from your iron length, thrusting up proudly from the juncture of your legs.
I reach out and stroke you, running my fingertips alongs the velvet heat of you. You surge beautifully beneath my hand, and I gently close my fingers around your shaft. I slowly begin to stroke up and down along your hardness, and though I hadn't thought it possible, you grow even harder. I look at your face and see that your eyes are clenched shut in blissful agony.
Without warning, I replace my hand with my mouth, enveloping your entire length with the heat of my tongue and lips. You jerk in response, sending you even farther inside. My tongue traces swirls along your skin, and you shudder. I close my lips around the tip and softly suckle, tasting the drops of moisture that escape.
Licking the saltiness from my lips, I make my way down to the base of your erection. I gently lave your balls, drawing each one into my mouth and skirt the skin with the edge of my teeth. I can hear you start to gasp, and I grin. Once again, I take the full length of you past my lips. Ravenously, I feed upon you, sucking harder and harder, flicking my tongue along the sides. I know you are on the edge, and I ready myself for the salty explosion.
But instead of losing yourself within the heat of my mouth, you pull away and jerk me up along your body. The fabric of my bikini brushes against your engorged member, and I can tell you are about to burst. You spread my legs on each side of you, pressing my fabric-covered mound against your erection. Swearing violently, you pull at the cloth, ripping it apart in your haste to take me. I laugh throatily at your loss of control.
In the next instant I gasp as you grab my hips and thrust yourself heavily into me. The invasion is swift, and I feel stretched too wide, too taut. You pull back and slam back into me, eliciting a deep groan from my throat. Feverishly, you fuck me, each thrust harder, faster, and deeper. Your urgence fuels my fire, and I am soon riding you hard, meeting each thrust eagerly.
You pull me forward and take one of my breasts into your mouth, suckling hard, biting without mercy. One hand fondles my other breast, and it's that last pinch that makes me come. The flames consume me and I feel you take one last thrust, as deep as you can. Then I feel myself being filled with your hot seed. I can feel you all the way to my womb, and I collapse onto your chest, replete.
You hold me as the aftershocks course throughout our entwined bodies. It is then that I realize the waves are lapping at our legs. The cool water is like ice against our hot flesh. I know we should move, get out of the tide's way, but I can't make my limbs cooperate. I simply lie against your still heaving chest, and I know that within our private cove, we are safe. The waters may cover us, but we will never be swept away.
This is the one I wrote and submitted the Erotica group a couple days ago:
I dreamt again last night of you. You came to me and held me naked in your strong arms. You leaned your head against my neck and softly blew delicate kisses against my skin. I shivered as your velvet tongue flicked across my fevered flesh. Your hands moved slowly up my torso, caressing my stomach, moving upwards to cup my breasts. You flicked your fingers across the tips of my nipples and watched them harden with desire. Then you turned me around so that your glorious erection was nestled within the cleft of my ass. You pressed yourself against me, imprinting me with the hard evidence of your need.
Laughing, you shoved me forward onto the bed. I turned over and couldn't breathe when I saw the hot desire in your eyes. I knew you were going to make me beg and plead, and I couldn't wait for the torment. My skin tingled as I imagined you lodged within me, moving, rubbing, thrusting.
You leaned over and grasped my wrists above my head, securing them with the restraints attached to the bed. Oh god, I was totally at your mercy. I couldn't leave even if I had wanted to. Smiling your wicked grin, you trailed your fingers over my quivering body, stopping at each sensitive place to squeeze, pinch, caress, lick and kiss.
Finally, your fingers found my mound, eagerly parting the slick lips. I cried out as you thrust a finger inside of me. As the torment began to build, you inserted another finger and slowly stretched me until I couldn't breathe, couldn't think, couldn't do anything but feel. You leaned up and drew my nipples, one after the other, into your hot mouth. You suckled hard at my breasts, and I nearly swooned. You pressed your fingers upwards and I jumped over the edge. I convulsed around your fingers as you slipped one more finger into my wet channel.
The torture lasted for what seemed like hours as you laid siege to my body, storming the shaking citadel. I begged. I whimpered. I pleaded with all my heart for you to finally come to me, to embed your length with my body. As I felt you glide up my body, I sagged with relief thinking you would finally take me like I wanted.
But you had something else in mind.
You flipped me over onto my stomach, the wrist restraints easily following your demanding movements. I closed my eyes and groaned in agony, knowing exactly what you were going to do to me. You lifted me up slightly and slid two pillows beneath my stomach, lifting my ass to your heated glaze, parting my thighs and giving you access to my deepest secrets.
I shivered as you ran your hands up my thighs, over my back, up my neck. I cried out as you grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled my head back. "Tell me you belong to me," you growled in my ear, biting hard on my earlobe.
"I swear, I belong to you," I sobbed into the sheets. "I will do whatever you want." I could feel your iron erection against my pussy, then sliding tantalizingly between my ass cheeks. I wanted you inside me more than anything. But I knew you wouldn't take me just yet.
Satisfied with my vow, you moved back down my body. I felt your fingers slide back inside me, and I couldn't stop the tears as the agony and fire within me grew. Your fingers slid out of my slickened secret and slowly travelled up to my shaking cheeks. Using both hands, you parted my ass and gently touched me, delicately fingering my most sensitive area.
Suddenly, your tongue replaced your fingers. Licking avidly, rimming me to the extreme, you slipped your fingers into my pussy again, moving in and out, stretching me to my limit. I screamed at you to stop, to take me, to use me in anyway you desired. You laughed, and the vibration against my ass once again set me off.
As I shook and tremored with my orgasm, you moved to your knees behind me and grabbed my hips. Wetting your shaft with my juices, you thrust yourself into my tight pussy, slamming yourself into me all the way to the hilt. I started to whimper and moan again as you pulled out of me and pushed back in. You rammed into me over and over, shoving me into the mattress. Just as I thought the world would once again explode, you suddenly withdrew.
I felt you again part my ass cheeks and then felt your slick member rubbing against me, reading me for your intrusion. All of a sudden, I felt the amazing pressure and sentation as you forged into my tightest channel. The stretching was too intense, the burning too incredible. I pressed my face into the sheets and yelled with all my might. I heard you laugh behind me as you started to move within my ass. Everything disappeared till the only thing I was aware of was you ravishing me from behind, withdrawing and forcing yourself back in.
I felt you tense as your thrusts became more frenzied, harder and faster. I was on the egde, just about to jump, when I felt you explode within me. The feel of your hot seed filling me pushed me over the cliff and I screamed again as I soared to the clouds, crying with the sheer joy and pleasure enveloping us.
You collapsed along my sweat-slickened body, chest-heaving, heart-pounding. I smiled into the darkness as I realized that, in the end, you too lost control. As you pulled out of me, I gasped at the amazing sensation. Unconsciously, I clenched around you and heard you swear. You had to pause before withdrawing all the way, then you collapsed against the extra pillows. Almost absentmindedly, you reached over and released me from the restraints.
My body singing with pleasure, I sighed and turned onto my side. I trailed my hand over your chest, smiling as your muscles moved beneath my questing fingers. As I moved lower along your abdomen, your breath caught in your throat. I stroked your cock, coaxing the steel back into play. I kissed along your hips bone, making my way towards your growing shaft.
You surged to life as I took you into my mouth, licking away our essences. Your fingers clenched in my hair as you pressed yourself deeper into my mouth, further into my throat.
"Jesus," you whispered as I continued my ministrations. I smiled against your erection and took you to the stars once again.............
I can feel the ocean breeze whipping against my skin as I sit gazing at the setting sun. The sand is still warm beneath my bare feet, and I squinch my toes in the soft rocks. The sun's setting rays warm my bare skin, casting a golden glow to my complexion.
The sun slowly sinks into the ocean, painting the low clouds orange, and brushing the horizon with swaths of pink and purple. I lean back against your chest, and I sigh with the pleasure of our touching skin. Your arms come around my shoulders, and you press a sweet kiss to my shoulder.
The cove is ours and ours alone. It's rocky arms surround us, protecting us from the outside world. We have come here so many times to watch the sunset, to make love along the white beach. We have even spent the night, wrapped in each other's warmth and arms.
I know that we will once again make love as the day surrenders to the night.
Your fingers are whisper soft against my skin as you untie the top of my bathing suit. The soft fabric falls away from my body, revealing my breasts to the ocean's gaze. Your hands splayed wide across my back, you slowly massage your way around to the front of my torso. Teasingly, you allow your hands to drift around my breasts, refusing to cup their straining fullness. I moan my need to you, pressing myself into your palms.
At last, you take my breasts into your warm hands, They overflow your fingers, and you gently brush the very tips of my nipples. The already hard nubs tighten painfully, and I can feel myself growing wet. I lie writhing in your arms, against your hard chest, as you lazily caress my flesh.
Your fingers blaze a trail down my stomach and disappear beneath the band of my bikini bottom. They plunge down to the hidden valley between my legs. I can feel them playing staccato against my sensitive lips, teasing, torturing. You lips graze along the column of my throat as you part my slick folds and demand entrance. My head falls back over your shoulder, allowing you to watch as you plunder between my thighs.
My body begins to undulate as you work your magic on my pliant body. Like a skilled musician, you play my body like an instrument. Every movement, every caress, every delicious press upon my buttons creates a riot of sensations that make my body hum.
Suddenly your hand is gone, and my fingers are replacing yours. Grasping my wrist, you show me what I like, what I want, what I need. At your gentle urging, I explore my innermost secrets, flicking, rubbing, damping my fingers with my own honey. You guide me up to that little pearl nestled between my rosy lips and show me how to manipulate that little nubbin of pleasure.
Flick.
I shudder. The sun is no comparison to the heat you are generating in me. The fire consumes me and I shout out in sweet abandon. As I convulse within the throes of an exquisite orgasm, you lay me back against the blanket and stretch out beside me.
I manage to open my eyes and glance at your smug expression. Smiling wickedly, I sit up and lean over you.
"My turn."
I slowly drag my hair across your skin, caressing your chest, the planes of your stomach. Deftly, I work the clasp of your trunks and kneel up, pulling your swimsuit down your legs and finally off your body. I sit back and drink in the sight of your glorious form being kissed by the encroaching twilight. Try as I might, I cannot keep my gaze from your iron length, thrusting up proudly from the juncture of your legs.
I reach out and stroke you, running my fingertips alongs the velvet heat of you. You surge beautifully beneath my hand, and I gently close my fingers around your shaft. I slowly begin to stroke up and down along your hardness, and though I hadn't thought it possible, you grow even harder. I look at your face and see that your eyes are clenched shut in blissful agony.
Without warning, I replace my hand with my mouth, enveloping your entire length with the heat of my tongue and lips. You jerk in response, sending you even farther inside. My tongue traces swirls along your skin, and you shudder. I close my lips around the tip and softly suckle, tasting the drops of moisture that escape.
Licking the saltiness from my lips, I make my way down to the base of your erection. I gently lave your balls, drawing each one into my mouth and skirt the skin with the edge of my teeth. I can hear you start to gasp, and I grin. Once again, I take the full length of you past my lips. Ravenously, I feed upon you, sucking harder and harder, flicking my tongue along the sides. I know you are on the edge, and I ready myself for the salty explosion.
But instead of losing yourself within the heat of my mouth, you pull away and jerk me up along your body. The fabric of my bikini brushes against your engorged member, and I can tell you are about to burst. You spread my legs on each side of you, pressing my fabric-covered mound against your erection. Swearing violently, you pull at the cloth, ripping it apart in your haste to take me. I laugh throatily at your loss of control.
In the next instant I gasp as you grab my hips and thrust yourself heavily into me. The invasion is swift, and I feel stretched too wide, too taut. You pull back and slam back into me, eliciting a deep groan from my throat. Feverishly, you fuck me, each thrust harder, faster, and deeper. Your urgence fuels my fire, and I am soon riding you hard, meeting each thrust eagerly.
You pull me forward and take one of my breasts into your mouth, suckling hard, biting without mercy. One hand fondles my other breast, and it's that last pinch that makes me come. The flames consume me and I feel you take one last thrust, as deep as you can. Then I feel myself being filled with your hot seed. I can feel you all the way to my womb, and I collapse onto your chest, replete.
You hold me as the aftershocks course throughout our entwined bodies. It is then that I realize the waves are lapping at our legs. The cool water is like ice against our hot flesh. I know we should move, get out of the tide's way, but I can't make my limbs cooperate. I simply lie against your still heaving chest, and I know that within our private cove, we are safe. The waters may cover us, but we will never be swept away.
This is the one I wrote and submitted the Erotica group a couple days ago:
I dreamt again last night of you. You came to me and held me naked in your strong arms. You leaned your head against my neck and softly blew delicate kisses against my skin. I shivered as your velvet tongue flicked across my fevered flesh. Your hands moved slowly up my torso, caressing my stomach, moving upwards to cup my breasts. You flicked your fingers across the tips of my nipples and watched them harden with desire. Then you turned me around so that your glorious erection was nestled within the cleft of my ass. You pressed yourself against me, imprinting me with the hard evidence of your need.
Laughing, you shoved me forward onto the bed. I turned over and couldn't breathe when I saw the hot desire in your eyes. I knew you were going to make me beg and plead, and I couldn't wait for the torment. My skin tingled as I imagined you lodged within me, moving, rubbing, thrusting.
You leaned over and grasped my wrists above my head, securing them with the restraints attached to the bed. Oh god, I was totally at your mercy. I couldn't leave even if I had wanted to. Smiling your wicked grin, you trailed your fingers over my quivering body, stopping at each sensitive place to squeeze, pinch, caress, lick and kiss.
Finally, your fingers found my mound, eagerly parting the slick lips. I cried out as you thrust a finger inside of me. As the torment began to build, you inserted another finger and slowly stretched me until I couldn't breathe, couldn't think, couldn't do anything but feel. You leaned up and drew my nipples, one after the other, into your hot mouth. You suckled hard at my breasts, and I nearly swooned. You pressed your fingers upwards and I jumped over the edge. I convulsed around your fingers as you slipped one more finger into my wet channel.
The torture lasted for what seemed like hours as you laid siege to my body, storming the shaking citadel. I begged. I whimpered. I pleaded with all my heart for you to finally come to me, to embed your length with my body. As I felt you glide up my body, I sagged with relief thinking you would finally take me like I wanted.
But you had something else in mind.
You flipped me over onto my stomach, the wrist restraints easily following your demanding movements. I closed my eyes and groaned in agony, knowing exactly what you were going to do to me. You lifted me up slightly and slid two pillows beneath my stomach, lifting my ass to your heated glaze, parting my thighs and giving you access to my deepest secrets.
I shivered as you ran your hands up my thighs, over my back, up my neck. I cried out as you grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled my head back. "Tell me you belong to me," you growled in my ear, biting hard on my earlobe.
"I swear, I belong to you," I sobbed into the sheets. "I will do whatever you want." I could feel your iron erection against my pussy, then sliding tantalizingly between my ass cheeks. I wanted you inside me more than anything. But I knew you wouldn't take me just yet.
Satisfied with my vow, you moved back down my body. I felt your fingers slide back inside me, and I couldn't stop the tears as the agony and fire within me grew. Your fingers slid out of my slickened secret and slowly travelled up to my shaking cheeks. Using both hands, you parted my ass and gently touched me, delicately fingering my most sensitive area.
Suddenly, your tongue replaced your fingers. Licking avidly, rimming me to the extreme, you slipped your fingers into my pussy again, moving in and out, stretching me to my limit. I screamed at you to stop, to take me, to use me in anyway you desired. You laughed, and the vibration against my ass once again set me off.
As I shook and tremored with my orgasm, you moved to your knees behind me and grabbed my hips. Wetting your shaft with my juices, you thrust yourself into my tight pussy, slamming yourself into me all the way to the hilt. I started to whimper and moan again as you pulled out of me and pushed back in. You rammed into me over and over, shoving me into the mattress. Just as I thought the world would once again explode, you suddenly withdrew.
I felt you again part my ass cheeks and then felt your slick member rubbing against me, reading me for your intrusion. All of a sudden, I felt the amazing pressure and sentation as you forged into my tightest channel. The stretching was too intense, the burning too incredible. I pressed my face into the sheets and yelled with all my might. I heard you laugh behind me as you started to move within my ass. Everything disappeared till the only thing I was aware of was you ravishing me from behind, withdrawing and forcing yourself back in.
I felt you tense as your thrusts became more frenzied, harder and faster. I was on the egde, just about to jump, when I felt you explode within me. The feel of your hot seed filling me pushed me over the cliff and I screamed again as I soared to the clouds, crying with the sheer joy and pleasure enveloping us.
You collapsed along my sweat-slickened body, chest-heaving, heart-pounding. I smiled into the darkness as I realized that, in the end, you too lost control. As you pulled out of me, I gasped at the amazing sensation. Unconsciously, I clenched around you and heard you swear. You had to pause before withdrawing all the way, then you collapsed against the extra pillows. Almost absentmindedly, you reached over and released me from the restraints.
My body singing with pleasure, I sighed and turned onto my side. I trailed my hand over your chest, smiling as your muscles moved beneath my questing fingers. As I moved lower along your abdomen, your breath caught in your throat. I stroked your cock, coaxing the steel back into play. I kissed along your hips bone, making my way towards your growing shaft.
You surged to life as I took you into my mouth, licking away our essences. Your fingers clenched in my hair as you pressed yourself deeper into my mouth, further into my throat.
"Jesus," you whispered as I continued my ministrations. I smiled against your erection and took you to the stars once again.............
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yuriel:
wow......
rangerrick:
3 fantastic stories!!! thanks for sharing!! 