A Night at the Beach

Even from behind, her silhouette was unmistakable. It seemed to glow softly, as thin streams of moonlight barely touched her otherwise dark frame. I stepped towards her, my feet softly padding against the smooth sand. For a brief moment I was afraid to speak, not wanting to startle her. However, her soft voice removed my fears as soon as they appeared.

"It's so perfect out here. The quiet crashing of the waves and the endless blanket of stars..."

My arms slipped around her waist, and her body leaned back against me readily. The pressure and warmth of her back against my chest was comforting, and in the silence her words echoed vaguely in my mind. The waves continued to reach for the shore, softly crashing against the sand. They were not yet near enough to reach us, but it wouldn't be long before they were. The soft music of the waves seemed to entrance the both of us, and for quite some time we both waited in silence.

Suddenly she turned around, and our lips met for a far too brief moment. Her soft kiss was not especially passionate, but looking into her eyes I could see the erotic thoughts in her mind. I brought my hand up to her cheek, and gently ran my fingertips over her soft skin. She closed her eyes momentarily, seemingly lost in the moment. Her lips neared my ear, and a delicate whisper left them...

"Carry me..."

In a moment she was in my arms. As I carried her up the stairs that led over the sand dunes, she snuggled closer against my body. The heat emanating from her body was both comforting and distracting, but certainly not unwelcome. When we entered the bedroom, I laid her gently on the bed. In the darkness our lips quickly found each other's, and the gentle passion of the moment overtook me. My fingers ran slowly through her long hair...

"I love you Jenn..."

"And I love you, Matt..."

My fingers found the bottom of her shirt in the darkness, and for a brief moment I paused. She lifted her arms above her head, and taking this as her allowance I quickly removed it. Her hands immediately reached behind her back, unhooked her bra, and removed it...releasing her breasts to the dim light. My hands softly caressed them, massaging them tenderly in the darkness. Her nipples quickly hardened, and while still massaging one breast gently, I took a nipple in my mouth and softly licked it. Her moans were my reward, heightening my desire. The sweet smell of her desire was quickly filling the room, and I couldn't wait any longer for her warmth. Still, I paused for a moment before moving past her breasts.

Slipping her nipple from my mouth, I began to kiss my way slowly down her stomach. Her hands began the work mine had enjoyed only a moment before, massaging her beautiful breasts. When my kisses brought me to the beginning of her jeans, I unhooked them with ease. I quickly unzipped her jeans, and slid them down her legs. With my fingers barely under the waistband of her panties, I slowly pulled them down her legs. Her excitement was quite apparent, as her sweet juices were practically dripping... My tongue began to explore the warmth of her pussy, and I was relishing the taste of her desire. Her quiet moans may have led me away from her breasts, but the louder ones that now rang in my ears were causing me to ache with desire. Rather than giving in to my own desires, I focused my energies on her. My tongue began to tease her clit, nearing it but never touching. I felt one of her hands grasp the back of my head and hold it against her pussy. Little did she know I had no plans of removing my tongue from her until I tasted the sweet nectar of her orgasm. Finally ending the torture of teasing her, I allowed my tongue to touch her sensitive clit. Her moans quickly grew louder, nearing the level of a scream. She began to grind roughly against my face, yet I only gently licked her clit. Within a moment I could taste the sweetness of her cum, and heard her final sigh of pleasure.

As I removed my head from between her legs, she kissed me quickly. Her eyes seemed to twinkle as a quiet whisper left her lips...

"Now, it is your turn"

She forced me to lie back, and began to kiss her way down my neck and chest. I was already painfully erect, all eight inches standing out prominently. She knew I loved her slow pace, and loved teasing me with it. As her lips traveled down my stomach, I closed my eyes and focused my mind on the pleasure I was receiving. Finally, her tongue softly caressed the head of my cock. The sudden overflow of pleasure almost made me reach a much needed orgasm, but the pleasure disappeared as quickly as it had appeared. I felt her fingers wrap slowly around the base of my cock. Her delicate touch made me groan in need, and she offered a barely audible giggle as my reward. Her hand began slowly stroking me as her tongue teased the head of my manhood. As her pace quickened, I felt as if I would cum and end the fun prematurely. As I opened my lips to tell her, her pace slowed down. I smiled to myself and let out a soft moan of appreciation and want, preparing for her teasing. When her pace had almost reached a stop, I felt the head of my manhood enter her mouth and enjoyed the soft warmth it offered. Her tongue teased me to my limits, and her hand began to ease into a quicker pace. I knew much more of this would give me the pleasure I so needed, but I wanted it to end inside her pussy. My lips opened and I moaned out...

"Baby, I want to cum deep inside your pussy..."

Her hand ceased its stroking almost immediately, yet her tongue continued its teasing for just a moment more. Finally the pleasure of her torture ended, and she mounted me with a sudden passion. Every inch of me was quickly inside her still soaked pussy. She began riding me with a slow pace. My hands traveled up to her breasts, and softly squeezed them. Her response was a soft moan which delighted my ears, and her pace began to slowly quicken. Her moans began to take on a quality I can only describe as similar to a purr, which I had come to take as a warning of her nearing orgasm. I felt her pussy tighten and was lost in my own orgasm. After a moment we both lay against each other, her head resting on my chest. Her soft whisper still echoes in my mind whenever I think of the beach and that night of passion...

"I love you Matt..."

"I love you too, Jenn..."