in case you missed....Installment 1
Installment 2
Long enough you linger, and separate lips gingerly, as my right
hand mirrors yours. You touch my non thought wet. The swell of you takes my breath for a split fast second, maybe more. My eyes close
involuntarily.
Your wet is so much silkier than the water, warm satin texture.
I reach in deeper and you gasp a high-pitched little staccato sound. Some little circles and rhythmic needful sounds, send pulsings
throughout my insides. I hear myself gasping my own rhythm, yet I’m not certain its coming from me. I don’t seem to be in my body, and I am suddenly aware that we have unintangeled, and are now taking off our bathing suits.
Ravenous grasping and splashing ensues, on the way to a full frontal embrace, but our arms are unable to stay fixed. There is hunger. Hands grasp, caress, and grip. Breathing is loud, fast, and needful. Hands are sliding over, around, inside, out. We touch nipple tips, and then press hungrily together, breasts against breasts. Our hips begin a mutual grinding. Your ass fills my hands, yet I can't stay there. My fingertips feel the wet that has seeped and surged, and I need be inside of you.
The mutual exploring reaches a feverish pitch like self serve,
times one million. We fight off orgasm as we elongate our bodies, the
moment, the angles, and the need. Like mirrors, we stop and push our wet hair out of our respective faces. I mention that I have no saliva whatsoever, from over-gasping. You smack your lips and laugh in agreement. “Lets take a break, and get a beer," I suggest. You nod in wide-eyed agreement.
We rise in unison and shed our robes. We embrace full frontal
vertical. Breathing quickens and mirrors the urgency. My hands scale the slope of your back and around. With my tongue, I descend to my knees. You change the distance between your legs instinctively as your eyes close in anticipation.
(to be continued)
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