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Our first time on the Beach

Our first time on the Beach


We wade among the waves and dance out of their reach.
Playfully, I splash you, and laugh at your surprise
I quickly dodge your grasp as you plot my demise.
Intrigued by what you promise, I stop my flight and turn,
Sunset comes, you take my hand, lead me to the beach,
It's so clear to see that for your threats I yearn.
You pull me close and kiss me, gently bite my lip,
Caress my supple skin with tender fingertips.

Easily you remove my dress, it slides to my feet,
Shivers dance along my spine as skin on skin we meet.
You lower me to the ground, against the cool, damp sand,
And slowly drive me crazy, desire built by your hand.
In teasing exploration, your hands caress my breast,
Your lips follow in tandem, leaving me breathless.
I arch into you as you touch my aching need,
Your shallow thrusts bring climax with such crushing speed.
You halt me on the edge, soaking up my cry,
Softly kiss my lips, and thrust yourself inside.
Your sigh satisfies me, I respond with a rich moan,
They rise as you take me, twining with your groan.

At first you're slow and tender, but passion takes its course,
Your pace quickens, driving on with powerful, gathering force.
In perfect agony, I cry, your name slips from my lips,
I feel you tense in readiness, your hands upon my hips.
Together, we reach our peak, and ride out passion's crest,
Heartbeats sound loudly from exertion-tightened chest.
Intent to take me farther, you allow me to command,
Bringing me above you, your back against the sand.
I take you deep inside me until our union is complete,
I watch you shiver wildly, your skin flushed through with heat.
My strokes are slow and even to deeply pleasure you,
You spur me on as passion's heat once more is renewed.

I tighten around your blade and feel your body jerk,
As I take you faster, time ceases to work.
Easily, we climax, and I fall into you,
You hold me close and kiss me until trembling is through.
The waves gently kiss us, cooling our flushed skin,
We lay close together, content in peace again.
Sunset now has passed, and you still have much to teach,
The night will pass in wondrous of our fist time on the beach.

September 10 1963
she wrote for me
By nutbuster
Written by nutbuster (D C)
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