December 29, 2010

• The Beach

   

  Your body amazes me

  Your smooth soft warm skin.

  Your curves excite me.

  Your lady parts entice me.

   

  I put my cheek against your flesh

  To feel the electricity between us.

  My moist mouth presses warm kisses

  Along the length of your form.

   

  I touch you softly

  Palms and fingers sensing your energy.

  I worship all of your body

  But relish in the response of your sensitive parts.

   

  I lay you naked on our nude beach

  Put suntan oil all over your body

  Let the world watch as I rub lotion on your breasts

  And through the thin hair of between your legs.

   

  Would you mind if we drew a crowd watching

  Your Tshirt over your face

  My hands all over your body.

  Let them watch.

   

  Let them watch while you arch your back

  Feeling that special tension as I pet your pussy.

  Gently running my fingers through your lips

  Trailing one fingertip across your clit.

   

  I adjust the Tshirt

  It still covers your eyes but lets you peek beneath it

  Men standing in the sand also nude

  All pointing at you.

   

  I reach across your body and rub your shoulder and down your arm

  My arm brushes across your nipple.

  I repeat this a number of times.

  Your hardened nipple bends and pops with each passing glance.

   

  I take a little more oil and drip it on each nipple.

  I use just one finger on each to rub it in

  Around in circles.

  You moan as the men move closer

   

  I ask the men to create an opening where the sun can come in

  And shine warmth on your body.

  They gladly oblige

  One asks if he can take pictures.

  “OK” I say.

   

  More men join the crowd

  And a woman is allowed to move to the front.

  My fingers are working on your nipples

  You lift one leg in response.

   

  Placing my hand on your inner thigh

  I push it back down

  And move your legs apart

  I begin to spread oil over your lower torso

  And upper legs.

   

  You are moaning regularly now

  As I slide my hand between your swollen lips

  My finger moves up and down your slit

  From clitoris to the opening of your pussy.

   

  The men move closer.

  The picture taker takes close ups of my hand

  Flicking your clit

  As you arch and moan.

   

  A man asks if he can masturbate his come on you.

  The men have been exceptionally quiet.

  “OK” I say

  They all move closer

   

  You lift the Tshirt to see better

  And there are men all around

  Holding their cocks and

  Jacking off

   

  I move my finger lower to your opening

  As you replace the Tshirt.

  I press my finger against the ridges of your opening

  Rimming the orifice

  Pulling it open.

   

  A man asks if he can lie between your legs

  And eat your pussy

  “OK” I say.

  He jumps down and lays his nude body between your legs.

   

  You see his long blonde hair

  And caught parts of his young nude body

  But never saw his face

  Which is now engulfing your pussy.

   

  I turn my attention to your breasts

  Moving around to straddle your head

  Leaving more room for the masturbators

  Your naked body fully exposed to them.

   

  The man eating you is voracious

  Licking his saliva all over your labia

  Hid hand presses against your ass

  Lifting it

   

  His tongue finds your clit and

  He takes your little nub into his mouth

  You feel his lips tighten around it

  And he begins to suck on it

   

  Rhythmically sucking your clit.

  His lips ride up and down.

  His fingers have penetrated you

  They push deep inside you.

   

  Your hands reach down and grab his mane

  Fistfuls of blonde curls to hold him tight

  And let him know

  How much you love the sweetness of his kiss.

   

  Your stomach is splashed in warm semen

  You hear many of the men grunting

  And become aware of your own lust filled noises.

  You are loud because nobody cares.

   

  More splashing semen

  A new man dives down in the sand

  To suck your toes and rub your feet

  My hands are press and cup your breasts.

   

  It is hard for you to concentrate on any of these

  Just the blonde young man continues to massage your clit

  In his mouth

  And run his fingers quickly in and out of you

   

  You feel his fingers slide through your opening

  His lips jacking off your swollen clit

  Fingers hitting something inside you

  You grasp and pull his hair

  Semen hotly raining on you

   

  As you fall over the edge

  Arching twisting

  Held helpless by my thighs on your head

  Blonde head on your center

  A man pulling on your legs.

   

  You scream again, exploding.

  I remove the tshirt from your eyes

  As you watch a thick crowd of men still

  Masturbating over your naked body.

   

  Your blonde hero soaked in your juices

  Lifts his head and smiles.

  You wonder how a boy so young could get so good.

  “Let’s take our young blonde man home” I said.

  “OK,” you whisper.

   

   

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