A Night on the Beach (My Year With You pt1)

We ran, high on the fun
Of a good night out, down
To the beach. Stars hung above
As we pulled off our shirts
And ploughed into the water,
Breasts firm in the cold air.

You held the bottle, Jack Daniels.
And it was you who asked,
'Have you ever been with a girl before?'
I laughed, my usual shyness disappearing.
I told you no, then the stars
Filled my vision as you laid me down.
Your lips were fuller than I expected.

I reached up for you, my hands
Found your hips and rested there.
Your nipples were hard, your tongue
Soft in my mouth. I felt myself throb,
Wanting you. Then you moved,
Putting little kisses down my body,
Reaching for under my skirt.

You touched me gently. I sighed,
It was sheer pleasure, feeling your finger
Running down my pussy. I was wet,
You glided down me before you were
Inside me. Just your finger, moving,
Plunging. We were all alone.

Before I knew it, your face
Was pressed between my legs,
Licking and caressing. I felt it
Building inside me, felt my climax
Come closer and closer. My sighs
Turned to noisy cries, it rose,
Burst and enveloped me. When you pulled away
I was shaking.

'Tell me,' you whispered,
While I lay breathless, 'are you turned on?'
'Yes!' I gasped, 'Yes,'
She lay next to me, 'Talk to me,' she said,
'Tell me what turns you on.'
I did, I told her everything. What I thought,
What I imagined, what I wanted.
She was touching herself, and hearing her sighs,
I told her about them, made her moan
And then got off on that too.

Then we were both quiet. I heard waves
And felt your arms wrap around me.
You had me close. It felt good.