"Under The Silver Moon"
I was taking my usual evening walk along the beach, just as I had done
many nights before. The night was rather a peaceful. The tide seem to
roll upon the beach tonight, not like it’s usual crashing like thunder.
The moon was especially bright for this time of year. Unlike it’s harvest
glow of Autumn Oranges, tonight it looked almost Silvery.
As I walked even farther along the beach, I would look back at the beach
house. Soon I could not even see the lights that lit the path to the front
entrance. I begin to stop, and look out over the ocean, amazed at it’s beauty.
As I continued my walk, I begin to notice a dark figure in the distance ahead of me. I couldn’t quite make reason of what it could be. I had walked this beach many times before, but had never notice anything being in that area.
As I walked on in the direction of the image, I begin to realize, this figure
that I had seen from a distance was not an object at all. But it is a women.
Not just a women, she was an angelic being of beauty. She wore a long
flowing gown of black satin draped by a white silk veil. During all of the time I was standing there gazing in awe at this beautiful goddess, she still hasn’t
noticed I am there. She stood there in the moonlight, with the silvery moonlight
shining off her hair as if it too was silk. Her silhouette in the moonbeams was so beautiful. Still unaware of my presence, I approached her rather cautiously, for not to startle her. I reached out for her face, to brush away her hair. She looked to me, my breath was taken away. Her eyes were as like sapphires, radiant, pleasing to the beholder. Her skin was so delicately soft. Her hair was such as the texture of silk. I could not speak, not only had her beauty taken my breath away but had also claimed my ability of speech. She calmly reach for my hand that was still against her cheek. She slowly begin to kiss and caress my hand with her lips.
Her lips felt like satin against my hand. I then slowly reached for her face with both hands, cradling her ever so gently, drawing my lips ever closer to hers.
Before my lips could meet their destination, her lips met mine.
It was a kiss, a kiss so sweet, but so powerful it overwhelmed my mind. I had become a prisoner, to a kiss. With each kiss the passions became more intense.
From a standing position, we were both embraced, laying in the sand. I begin to gently walk my lips down her neck. Making my way back to her luscious lips once more. I begin to slowly one by one loosen up her buttons. After each one returning to those lips of such sweet passion. My anticipation was almost unbelievable, As was hers. After gently moving aside her blouse, I could see her heart pounding underneath her beautiful breast. Ever so slowly I kissed her sweet lips once more, moving down her neck with my lips ever so lightly against her skin. I caressed her beautiful breast with only the very tip of my tongue. Gently
teasing her breast with slight pressure of my lips. I could feel her nipples harden
with every sight touch. I moved downward on her body, kissing, caressing, every
inch of the way. I begin to gently move up and down her inner thigh. Her body would press toward me and quiver, tremble in the passion of her pleasures.
I slowly reached back up to those lips again as she firmly grasp my throbbing
manhood, and slowly placed me in side her. She begin arching her back, thrusting herself into me. Grasping my forearms, pulling me ever deeper inside.
I could feel her body start to tremble. I was beginning to tremble as well. And then suddenly, almost in the same instant. We both erupted in moans and sighs
of extreme ecstasy. As we both lie there in the moonlight, still embracing each other, my lips return to hers once again. For one last kiss, for one more taste,
of her “SweetPassion”.
Written by:"TheUnLoved" 09-29-06 9:23p.m.