How a Beach Flower Blooms

 
 
They decided on the beach
For their second date;
Just like the first one
And the first one had been great
 
This time, however,
It was past the summer season
Fall had just begun;
So it was cool, but not freezing
 
They had gone for a swim,
Had done some catching up
And then they leaned back against a log
To watch the sun go down
 
The two, they were close
But still wanted to be closer;
So he put his arm around her,
And the two got that much closer
 
When their eyes came together
Their lips then did the same—
They were soft, they were slow,
And then they drifted away
 
They both then looked away
To the sunset painted sky
And there their hearts moved fast
But they kept up their disguise
 
The man looked around;
There were people, but they were distant
However close enough to know
If they were up to any mischief
 
The woman was patient
She could hold that warmth inside
But he wanted her right then and there
And she liked the fire in his eyes.
 
All they had on were swimsuits
And they were covered by a blanket
So they could do some subtle things
Without having to be frantic
 
Her swimsuit was still wet—
Or had it been from the kiss?
Either way, he pushed it aside
And began to soothe her ****
 
He was soft with his hand
As soft as he could be
Then she pulled down on his shorts,
And soon he was free
 
She couldn’t help herself
She had to squeeze him hard;
And she held him there, in control
So she could feel him throb.
 
The two stayed that way—
For them it felt like forever—
With her tight grip on him
And her getting wetter
 
She felt like she could burst,
And, so did he
Then he entered two warm fingers
And it seemed to her so mean
 
She wanted more, more, more
She wanted to let go
She wanted everything, all at once
But he kept at it slow
 
Then she grabbed him lower—
And she pulled on them slow
To remind him that she had him
And that she wanted more.
 
So slowly, so slowly
He pushed in another, now three—
And moved them in a way
That sent shivers through her knees.
 
 Her eyes clenched shut, and she bit her lip, because she knew that any second, this would be it.
 
Then she came, she came!
And couldn’t hold back her moan
Or the shake of her legs;
They were beyond her control
 
Nobody had noticed
Or at least no one stared—
And for the two of them,
They were the only ones there
 
And she hadn’t even noticed;
But he had let go to;
Because now she felt her hand
Covered with his yummy goo
 
 Then they kissed and they blushed,
“Oh what a rush!”
Is what she told her girlfriends
The next time that they had lunch
 
And when they asked her, “What?”
“Are you two now more than friends?”
She said that their relationship
Is soft, rough, and always changes like those sands