We meet on the sand, in the fading light with the moon rising. I was angry with you for being away for so long, but as soon as I see you, all is forgiven and all I want to do is to please you like you pleased me the last time we met. I say a simple hello and kiss you on the lips, and you hold me tight. We are barefoot and I feel the warm sand between my toes, the warmth of your body as I rest my head on your chest, and the hammering of your heart echoes mine.
You are wearing simple clothes, a soft shirt and loose trousers with a belt, and I want to tear them off then and there to see your naked body, but I know it will be better to go slow. I wear a low cut slip dress, black and silky, which clings to my contours and skims the top of my thighs. You pull away from me and look into my eyes, beginning an apology but I put my fingers to your lips, closely followed again by my own lips, and I kiss you once. I tell you that tonight I am in charge, and you must do as I ask. You smile and agree to my terms.
I take you by the hand and lead you across the beach to a palm tree, a blanket spread out on the sand nearby. Here I press you back against the trunk and start to kiss you in earnest, at first light butterfly kisses, our lips barely touching, These change in intensity as our lips remain touching for longer, I gently suck your lower lip and start to tease your lips with my tongue. Your tongue also probes and teases until we are kissing deeply, my palms resting on your chest. Your hands are on my body, stroking over the fabric of my dress on my back and reaching for my buttocks, trying to draw me closer, but I pull back a little and start to unbutton your shirt, my lips straying to your neck.
When all the buttons are undone and your chest is laid bare to me, I reach up and pull you forwards, sliding my hands over your shoulders under your shirt to pull it backwards and down, only allowing it as far down as your elbows, so that your arms are caught behind you and you can only just touch me. I press you back against the trunk of the tree to secure your arms a little more. You can easily free yourself, but you allow me to do this for now, as I am in charge and you are obviously curious as to what is in store for you.
My hands and mouth are free to run over your chest and belly, and I start to touch and kiss you here, lightly circling your nipples, first with my fingertips, and then with my mouth. You shudder and lean back against the tree, breathing deeply and surrendering to me for now. I work lower, mouth on your belly and hands on your sides and circling to your buttocks, stroking and kneading.
I kneel at your feet and look up at you as I start to unbuckle your belt and slowly unzip your trousers; your head is back, your eyes closed and your breath is a little harsher now. I admire your restraint and praise you for it, but you still groan as I start to pull your trousers down to your ankles, and I see you are wearing black silk boxer shorts, which I also admire and choose to leave for now. You can no longer keep still, and you bring your weight forward so you can fight free of your shirt and step out of your trousers. Laughing, I stand and as you lunge at me, I retreat to the blanket, and you follow - we tumble onto it, a tangle of limbs.
For a short while I allow you free range of my body – our hungry mouths kiss deeply and your hands explore my flesh under my dress, your hands wandering under my panties to pull my hips to yours, pressing me against your hardness. Then I press you onto your back and command you to lie still. You look up at me as I pull my dress up and over my head, and you see I am again wearing my black lacy bra and panties. The bra does not remain for long, as I reach behind and undo the clasp, throwing it to the side to join my dress on the sand beyond the blanket, my breasts now bare in the moonlight, my nipples hard with desire.
I throw my knee over you so I am straddling your body, my hips above your groin. Your erection is lying impressively under the silk of your boxer shorts, and I slowly lower myself onto it, only silk and lace separating our hot flesh. I lower myself down to kiss your mouth, my hands on your shoulders holding you lightly down, and although you are more than strong enough to resist, again you allow me to do so. My bare nipples brush your chest and I do not know who is enjoying the sensation more – you or I. Our kisses are harder and more urgent now and I take my hands from your shoulders in order to run my palms over your chest, feeling your nipples hard under them, and down over your belly.
Your groin is hot and hard against the softness of mine and I break free, first sitting, then standing over you to take my panties off. Quickly I kneel beside you and gently bring my hands under your hips, lifting you up and pulling at your boxers. You half sit up, helping me to free yourself, and I pull the silk down to your ankles and off, throwing them aside to join my own clothes on the sand.
Again I straddle you, but you are sitting up now and my knees are wide apart, your hard erection pressing against my belly. Your mouth is hot, your breath ragged, and you kiss me roughly – my lips, my neck, my breasts. I have to be more forceful now in order to press you back down, but I do so firmly and you comply, groaning and saying my name. Once more I lower my groin over yours, but this time there is no fabric to separate them – I feel your hard cock under my hot wet pussy. I want to make this last a little longer, so I do not remain like this for long and instead I sit to your side and lower my mouth to your groin, bidding you to stay still if you can.
Starting at the tip of your cock, I run my tongue down one side to the base and up the other side again, putting my lips to the head and moistening it with my tongue. Again I lick down and up the sides of your hot shaft, gently cupping your balls with my palm and gently rubbing my thumb over them. I feel you shudder as I continue to work up and down, moistening your cock and working to the front, allowing the head to slip between my lips each time I come to the top. Slowly I start to take more and more of it into my mouth, still sucking and licking with my tongue. Now you are obviously finding it hard to stay still, and I have a little difficulty keeping up with the movement of your hips, so I decide to change.
I would love to sit with my knees either side of your head, but think this would be even harder to control, so again I straddle your groin, this time allowing your cock to start to slide inside me. I am so wet and relaxed, you slip in easily at first until I feel your groin hard against mine, so I stop and squeeze the muscles of my vagina so can feel your hardness inside me. You arch your back, groaning, and seem to harden more and grow inside me and it is not difficult to feel you there. You reach up and cup my breasts, gently pinching my nipples - you know how sensitive they are and watch carefully for my reaction. You have chosen just the right time to do this, and it feels as if there is a connection between them and my clitoris; it makes me moan with delight. I start to move slowly up and down and lean forward, my hair falling across your face and chest as I move. You also move your groin with mine, giving me the cue to the rhythm you desire and we start to spiral towards completion, although I had wanted to hold off for a little longer, I know we have been apart for too long and are impatient.
The rhythm becomes harder and faster – you hold on to my hips and take total control of speed and depth, slamming hard into me - after a while I sense you are close, and so am I. Gasping, I force your hands off my hips and you tremble as I grind my weight down to keep you from thrusting. Instead I make tiny circles with my hips, keeping your cock deep inside, pressing my clitoris onto your pubic bone until I can feel the first shuddering waves of my orgasm start to wash over me. As it continues I no longer care what you are doing, and you grasp my hips again, making a few final thrusts to join me in a shuddering climax, both groaning in ecstasy.
Finally you lie still and spent, and I fall onto your chest, both breathing hard and I wait until my breath has slowed until I let your cock slide out of me. I reach out to the edge of the blanket where I have left a soft fleece to cover us. I nestle into your side, my head on your chest and pull the fleece over us, and we lie together, murmuring our satisfaction and drift off into blissful sleep below the stars and the moon with the waves gently lapping the shore.