I'm caught in the ferment of your gaze, a look that draws in the tumult of the ocean and the raw sensibilities of my wanting. It's a powerful and intoxicating mix that has me holding my breath, daring not to exhale for fear that a single breath may break this delicate spell.. But I do exhale, a long displacement of air that seems to reach you, warm and enveloping. The fabric draping your torso starts to billow, as if under the spell of my desire. You take heed, and with a simple twist of your wrist, the cloth veiling you falls into the white foam wash of the lapping ocean. Your body floats in the eye of the descending sun. The caramel of your halo burns a lighter golden hue, almost translucent. My eyes follow the line of your shoulders down to the fullness of your breast. Perfect in their symmetry and form, they hang like bounty in an orchard, my hunger unrelenting. And my eyes continue to devour you, feasting on the curve of your sides as they meld with the round of your hips. Legs, elegant and long holding you in place, like some baroque sculpture, bound with energy and fluidity, poised to spring at any moment. It's an energy the passes through me, lifts me from my prone position. But as I stand you turn and step into the mouth of the sea. The water seeming to cede around you, offering you unimpeded passage into its depths.
Your body arcs gracefully into space, the sumptuous round of your arse rising up then disappearing into the green mouth of a wave. You stand, waist deep, emerging siren like from the sea, rivulets of water cascading down your shoulders, over your breasts, collecting at the summit of your nipples only to return to the current in thick droplets.
I stand naked, facing you, the will to dissolve in that same tide having overwhelmed me. You smile and my fate is sealed. I wait and the ocean is an accomplice in the resolution of my fate. A wave carries you towards me, delivering you to my feet, your hands reaching out to clasp my legs. I can feel myself being drawn from the safety of land into the unmediated pleasure of fathomless depths. Your hands continue to rise up until they are at my hips, the potency of the sun having diminished and now supplanted by the furnace of wanting. You welcome my sex with a deep kiss, my legs weaken, my dissolution begins. My hands fall upon your shoulders and the radiant heat of the sun is palpable on your skin. Your delicate and fleshy pout moves along my thick length, down to the base, a hand cupping me, pulling them downward. Your mouth is upon me and I part my legs offering you free reign, guiding you under me, your tongue inching along my perineum to the ring of my arse. You lap at it and I reach down to firmly cup your breasts, squeezing intently as you dip your tongue inside me. Your nipples are caught between my fingers and I press them together and the ache cause you to moan and pause, letting the ripple of ache and pleasure join with the ebbing of the tide.
You are on all fours, my hands tracing the whole of your sculpted back, down to the bend of your arse and along your crack. I grip your cheeks and part them, exposing your sex to the approaching sea. A set of small waves pass between your thighs, slapping your folds, a cool and urgent oceanic fuck. You draw in a deep breath and lift your face to look at me. I see the delirium in your eyes, the joy of being fucked by the enormity of nature and infinite reach of the sea... I move behind you, kissing the small of your back, along the line of your crack to your whole. My hands cleave you open, spreading your cheeks with force. My tongue gently rims you. The passing current licks at your cunt. You are at the mercy of the scared and the profane, your body on offering to my disparate need and the ineffable demands of Neptune .. I continue to drink from you sharing your folds with the sea. My mouth drawing in your thick lips and tasting your sex infused with the ocean's briny grace.. And all the while my hands are upon you, fingering the depths of your arse and stroking the drop of your heavy breasts, all is a banquet...
Now my cock is poised, at the threshold of your folds...My hands grabbing at your wet and serpentine main, I pull and your neck stretches as your eyes turn upward. It is dark, the sun has left us, our purpose is now hidden and free to enter a shadowy realm of hidden desires. With only the ocean as a witness we are free to submit to the will of our deepest wants.. my hand comes down hard on your wet flank..In that instant you push back on my length, craving to feel me part you, a blistering ache. You allow the ache to possess you and moan..."again" the sound of my hand striking your arse momentarily rings loud before being swallowed by the sea. The water will hide us, will keep our secret. Both of my hands gripping your hips, pulling you onto my cock , my will joining by the force of the tide thereby compelling me to grind ever harder.
Your sonorous moans urging me on..."fuck... Again..again..." A series of slaps ring out but are again swallowed in the tumble of abating waves.. Your are raw and lost to a multitude of currents, especially the tide growing inside you, it's an insuperable wave that will wash away all thought and feeling to leave you spent and born anew. My cock is similarly raw and my will foregone.. I am at my end, at the precipice of my undoing.. My issue will fill you in a thick and constant stream.. I pull on your mane one last time, my energy trailing.. A deep and powerful thrust that sends me completely into you.. Your are utterly possessed by my cock and shudder. I cum and collapse on your back, desperately gnawing at your ocean soaked back.. You wail and give over to the tide. My arms wrap around you and a final wave washes over us... Depositing us on the moonlit beach.. Spent and coiled ....