Amiga ISO Collection/AmigaDemoCD2.iso/ASCII/TEXTE/SEX/ADULTSHARE/T/TAWNY.TXT

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Having driven to the most deserted side of the lake, we park and get
out of the '65 Mustang, lay a soft blanket on the beach, and curl up
together in the moonlight.  Soft breezes and weather warm to the
touch, the sand is soft and the trees rustle their approval.

Mesmerized by your intense gaze, breath catches in my throat and I
feel my insides melt.  You lean towards me, and under your well-worn
T-shirt and jeans subtle hints of muscle ripple in response.  I part
my lips, darting my tongue out nervously, unconsciously.  As your lips
touch mine, my eyes close and my desire soars.  My body moves to mold
itself to yours, to impress itself on every inch of your lithe frame.
I breathe deeply, hotly, my hands becoming bolder in their
acquaintanceship with  your thighs, your back, your neck.  My mouth
works its way down to the base of your throat and my fingers rouse
themselves to claw at your t-shirt.  I lift it off you, over your
head, and lean over beside you, praising you with my glance of obvious
lust.  My mouth wetly traces licks of moonlight across your torso.  My
lips come to rest lightly on your shoulders, nipples, and eventually,
your neck and ears.  I dare to whisper what I'd like to do to you, and
you try to roll me over so you can lie on top of me.  Firmly I push
you back down.  I am in control.

My tongue continues its journey, the wet traces it leaves turned cool
by my breath.  My mouth reaches your waistband and my tongue
insinuates itself below it.  With my teeth I unbuckle your belt, and
with unusual determination, I use my mouth to unbutton and unzip your
pants.  You, unable to wait, ease your jeans and underwear down over
your hips.  Taking in the gorgeous view, I pull them off over your
feet.  Your smooth cock stands at rapt attention, begging to be
swallowed.  I tease before I please, and proceed to lick your thighs,
trailing soft auburn hair in a delicious way over your eager prick.
My tongue lightly touches your balls, as I outline them gently,
working my way up.  Without using my hands, I place my tongue and lips
over your cockhead.  It glistens in the moonlight as I raise my mouth
and lick my way up and down the sides of your shaft. Holding the base
with trembling fingers, I envelop your rod with my mouth, swallowing
you to the hilt.  With that familiar technique, I proceed to prove my
prowess.  You moan in response to my dazzling talent, and experience
the velvet insanity of my hot, wet mouth.  Your hips move, showing me
the rhythm you want, your fingers playing tremblingly through my froth
of auburn hair.  I lift my head for a moment, resting my tongue and
letting my fingers slide up and down your wet cock to keep the rhythm
going.  I watch your concentration shatter as you look up from your
silent reverie.  You ask me to get back to work.  I decline.  You beg,
again, plead, finally promising me anything if only I'll finish you
off.  My mouth lowers itself to your straining shaft and I can taste
the salt-sweet of your come as you thrust into my mouth.  You moan and
shudder and I can feel your cock pumping its honey down my slick
throat as you shiver your last and collapse on the blanket.  I listen
to your breathing as it mingles with the sound of the waves lapping
the beach nearby.

After you recover yourself, you thank me with a knowing grin and
proceed to push me over on my back.  I give in, unwillingly, and you
proceed, with hands and mouth, to change my attitude.  Reticent, at
first, I yield eventually to your desire.  You are in charge now.  You
rain hot kisses on my lips, neck, shoulders...reaching for the buttons
of my blouse.  You, at a glance, suddenly realize I have no bra on and
your finger redouble their efforts to remove my flimsy, sheer blouse.
You  unbutton it halfway and patience runs out.  Your fingers are
eager to stroke my straining nipples, maul my pert breasts.  Your
mouth joins mine in a mind-blowing duet as I feel your half-hard rod
returning to its former dimensions.  You lie next to me, side by side.
 My fingers caress your back, your ass, your thighs, as you ease off
my pants and lace underwear.  I lie awash in moonlight and
uncontrollable desire.  As if for the first time, flesh meets flesh in
a full embrace, and we tangle tongues for a while as our sexuality
comes to the fore.  I start stroking your now-hard cock with an eager
hand.  You whisper your intentions and my cunt grows slick with
anticipation.  You fingers move over my mound as they insinuate
themselves into my hot slit. I tremble and moan as you pursue your
endeavors.  My breath comes quick - quicker - and I shudder to a
massive climax.

Recovering myself, I get a really mischievous look in my eye.  Before
you can stop me, I am up and out of reach.  I walk into the lake until
I'm knee-deep in water.  I hesitate, and your heart flickers at the
sight of the moonlight glancing off my pearly loins, and bathing my
shapely ass in a light-caress.

You watch intently as I dive in and swim a ways.  Then I stand, thigh
deep in water; the blouse, thin to begin with, clings to my body and
accentuates my curves.  You stand, and run over to touch me again - to
hold me.  As you wade out, you notice the moonlight caught in the
water that shimmers on my body.  You pull at the blouse.  The buttons
remove themselves as you hastily tear it from my body.  You throw it
aside. casting it to the tides as you envelop me in your warm embrace.
 You scoop me up in your arms - warm and wet and wonderful - and carry
me back to the car.  You lay me gently on the still-warm metal.  Your
cock is hard and eager to share.  You stand to one side of the car,
pulling me to you.  You lean forward and start teasing my clit with
the swollen head of your rod.  I moan, and my legs spread wide - ready
and willing to accommodate.  My hips begin to rock with your motion,
begging  you to enter me because if you don't you know I'll go insane.
 You part the lips of my pussy with your cock and proceed to spread me
wide with your manhood.  I proceed to go insane anyway.

As you slide into my tight snatch in a slow but determined way, my
juices start to flow, easing your motions.  The friction - in and out
- has me bucking and moaning soon.  Wanting more and more, my
breathing quickens, becomes more ragged.  I bite my lip gently, my
eyes closed, until I come. You watch me intently, knowing only you can
bring me this much pleasure. You feel me pulling you into me deeper,
whimpering, calling out your name.  You feel me getting hotter and
wetter as I shudder and shiver through climax after climax.  You take
your time - fast and then slow - deep and wild or smooth and shallow.
You take a breather every now and then, knowing we are building up to
something rivaled only by paradise itself. You keep sawing back and
forth, pumping away, moving with me, against me, inside me.  Our
fucking is paced in rapid double-time as the urgent need in use rises,
rears its head, and reaches its fullest pitch.  In the throes of
ecstasy, you thrust mindlessly into me, time and time again, both of
us arching with desire, dripping with intermingling sweat, wanting
only to see the sunshine of a mutual climax.  The end nears, we come,
moving as one, like molten metal, good as gold.  Crying out, reaching,
clasping, enfolding, grasping, we satisfy each other entirely.

Afterwards, we lie still, the warm hood of the car beneath me tingles
as we move together slowly, resting.  Withdrawing, you sigh and look
at me with sparkling eyes.  I respond in kind, and we drink from each
others wants, needs and desires.  There is no need for words, and we
return to the blanket to lapse into a restful night of sleeping locked
in one another's arms.  Even the moon smiles down on us, as the trees
gently whisper their approval and the sound of the gentle waves
lapping at the shore mingle with our own still breathing....

-Tawny