The Writers' Circle

Sensations

A short story.

AlienBrat

M/F romance


	The sun was just beginning to set, reflecting like colors of gemstones upon the surface of the waves as they gently washed the shore.   This area of the beach was private, and no one was near.   I spread my blanket out upon  the chrystaline grains of pure white sand. I untied my swim suit and let it fall around my feet and lay down on the blanket.   The sand was still warm from the sun, and the heat seeped through the blanket to soothe my naked body.  A whispy breeze played with my nipples, caressing them, teasing them into pointy hardness.  It teased the fine hairs upon my stomach and each sent a little pulse of pleasure through my skin.

	I closed my eyes and sighed, letting nature ease my mind and body.  The gentle caressing sound of the waves relaxed me, the warm sand comforted me, the breeze teased me.  I sighed and stretched, pushing into the warm sand beneath the blanket, forming a sort of cradle around my form.  I emptied my mind of cares and woes and felt my breathing ease, my body relax.  I drifted on the mindless clouds of pleasure my body was experiencing.  

	In just a few minutes, I became aware of a new sound.  I listened closely, and knew there was a disturbance in the water.  I opened my eyes and turned my head to see what had disturbed my peace.  I saw you.  Tall, blonde, and very good looking, you waded slowly through the surf, ever closer to the shore.  You were naked and your man hood swayed gently with your steps.  

	I was prepared to ask you to leave, to tell you this was a private beach, that you had disturbed me, ruined the pleasure of my day.  But even from so far away I noticed your eyes.  You were not looking at my naked body, you were looking at my face.  Your hair was long, your eyes were dark, and the closer you got the more cleary I could see the reflection of the waves playing in them.   Your eyes were almost hypnotic.  Upon your body tiny dew drops of water clung to your skin and glittered like fine diamonds in the last of the suns' golden rays.  You were truely a beautiful man, and I could not utter a sound to deter your approach.  

	You smiled and with a gesture of your hand you beckoned me to stand.   Without knowing why, I stood.  You slowly walked up to me and stopped just before touching me.  You raised a hand and tangled it in my hair and I looked up into your smoldering dark eyes as your lips crashed down upon mine.   You pulled my lips hard against your own.  Your kiss was hard, demanding, passionate, leaving no room for refusal.  Our tongues met in a swirling motion of caresses.   I could feel your heart pounding against my naked breasts, then realized, it was not your heart but mine which pounded so.  

	Your hand in my hair you pulled my lips from yours and looked deep into my eyes, as if you could read every desire I'd ever known, and searched for those I'd yet discovered.  You released me, perhaps to give me an opportunity to refuse.  I did not move.  You reached up and gently touched my lips with your fingers.  As if I had no will to stop it, my tongue slipped from between my lips and licked the glistening droplets of water from your fingers.  You smiled as I caught each drop upon my tongue and spread it over my lips.  I leaned in and licked each drop from your chest.  I closed my lips over your nipples and sucked, drawing the evening air over your nipples as I captured each tiny droplet between my lips.  I heard you sigh as I slipped to my knees, my tongue capturing each bead of water as I licked my way down to your manhood, my hands caressing your sides.  Your manhood was firm and solid, still covered with the glistening diamonds of water.  You put your hands gently into my hair and held handsful of it as my tongue tasted you.  

	Ever so slowly my tongue gathered each drop, savoring it as it passed my lips.  My tongue left warm wet trails a long the shaft of your manhood.   A new, glistening droplet formed upon the eye of your manhood.  I capture it with my tongue, savored it's warmth and flavor, not so different from the sea water diamonds I'd already captured from upon your body.  I opened my mouth and you gently slid you manhood deep within it's warmth.  My tongue caressed you, teased you.

	You tugged on my hair pulling me to my feet before you.  Your lips crashed down upon mine once again and you thrust your tongue deep into my mouth to taste your own flavor there.  Ever so slowly, gently, you brought us both down upon the blanket.  Your lips traveled over my cheeks, around my ears, and down to the hollow of my neck.  Your lips lingered there, sucking, tasting, sensing my passion rise.  Your hands caressed my nipples, tweaking them, causing shivers to course through my body.  Your hands caressed my stomach, along my sides, and when they parted my thighs, I was ready, willing.  

	You stared into my eyes as you lowered yourself gently on top of me, and  your manhood touched me.  I raised my hips to meet you.  A gentle thrust and your manhood began it's quest for pleasure within my folds.  Another thrust which I rose to meet and you were buried deep within me.  Our hips met in exquisite pleasure as we moved against one another, searching, demanding release for a burning need within.  Heavenly!  We made love passionately, almost desperately upon the sand warmed blanket.  You rolled taking me with you to be on top and I rode you hard, impaling myself upon your manhood.  Your hands caressed my breasts, your fingers played upon my taut needy nipples.  Then you sat up and grasped my hips in your hands.  You caught one of my nipples between your lips.  Oh the pleasure!  The joy I felt as I rode your hard manhood, your lips nursing at my breasts!

	Our bodies tensed and moved together as one when our climax consumed us.  My heart raced, skipped a beat as waves of pleasure crashed violently against my senses!  I felt the warmth of your orgasm flooding me deep inside, heard your soft sigh of pleasure, felt your lips lock upon my throat in passion.  Minutes passed as the pleasure subsided.  You held my head in your hands and kissed me softly before moving me from your manhood.  I lay beside you, weak, sated, tingling from the passion we had shared.  I drifted on the pleasure....

	I opened my eyes to find you were gone.  The sun had long since set, and the sand had lost it's warmth of the day.  I thought you must have been a dream, a wild, passionate, wonderful dream.  I stood and gathered my suit and blanket, and felt wetness drip upon my thigh.  I reached down and gathered the wetness and brought it to my lips.

	You had been real!  You had been here!  You had loved me!  I looked towards the ocean and all I saw were the waves as they gently washed the shore.....