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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I m a man of nature, lived amongst it, work within it and believe in it as the one true force on this gorgeous planet of ours and so my sexual pleasure is at its peak when outdoors. We d not been together more than a few months and life was (and still is) pure bliss. We were out for a walk on a hot summers day, eager to feel the sun on our backs and enjoy being us. We parked up in the car park and headed down to one of my favourite Cornish coves. The walk begins amidst the trees but every now and again you get a hint of a sea view, either a peek thru the trees or the taste of salt upon the lips. Her fingers slipped in mine as we walked, god she looked, felt and smelled real good and, being a dancer, she has a walk where her ass and hips sway beautifully, i often walk behind her just to enjoy watching her slim body move soo eloquently. After ten minutes we reached the shoreline and all was quiet, I took her in my arms, pulled her to me and gave her a long gentle kiss, but a deep kiss, one where lips meet, where tongues run across the lips tasting that perfumed taste of lipstick mixed with sea salt, deeper our tongues probed, dancing within our mouths, embracing one another, she bit down on my lip and held it firmly, gawd, she knew my body was reacting. I pulled away from this gentle bite and ran my mouth to her neck, along her ear, her sighs mixed with the roll of the sea upon the shore was one of the finest, erotic, harmonious masterpieces that could ever be written. Thankfully this was one of my secret places, off the beaten track so unlikely anyone would press their way thru the undergrowth in search of something they did not know existed. We broke away and headed to a spot hidden amongst the rocks and sat down facing each other. Not all dance needs music, sometimes it is the sound of nature or the mind itself that drives the dance. We tucked in close and our hands outstretched we closed our eyes, interlocking fingers and so our dance began. Our hands wove themselves around each others, our fingers played, dancing lightly upon the palm, delicately and so sensually, we slid them down our arms, gliding lightly, feeling the warmth of the sun as we touched, felt, sensed, I broke away one hand, fingers reaching to her delicate neck, stroking her, teasing her, fingers dancing lightly across her lips, she kissed as they ran their merry way.. I ran to her shoulders and her upper arms, brushing them, stroking, then slowly I raised her vest from her body and cast it to one side. All the time she danced her fingers across my body, touching everywhere, at times lingering, at others hibting with the slip of a finger and a smile. She stripped my upper body and put finger to my nipples. This for me is the greatest stirring of sensual touch and she knew it |
