The full moon shone above the waves, sending white rays.
I am out for a walk on the beach, because the moon exerts a fascination on me.
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I liked to “sip” its energy … it “loads me” mentally. I felt the vital breath. The sound of waves fill the scene, I feel so pagan, full of desires. He was now in a delegation. I was missing his passionate hugs … his touches. “Lord, how he can touch me!” I say, full of excitement of the moment. I swing with wide open arms in an amazing whirlwind and say, “I love you!” I would like to share the overflowing happiness with others, tell them that it is not worthwhile to waste the precious moments, that “here and now” is all we have … that we are so passable … I lay on the beach with my eyes on the shining moon. The opalescent rays seem to touch me, they comfort me; I close my eyes, feeling charmed. Suddenly I feel like I’m not alone on the endless beach. The instinct “whispers” that I am not in danger. I slowly open my eyes and … I see him, my beautiful one. On his face I can read the desire, the shadows of the night create mysterious “corners”. I feel thrilled by his words, by his sensual voice. He lies beside me and holds me tightly between his powerful arms. I squeeze my arms around him and I whisper to him sensitively: “Welcome to my arms, you mortal one.” I inspire his characteristic smell, which quickly sends me into the arms of desire. I want him with my whole being. I say, “Do you want to quench my desire? I’m thirsty for you. Give me to drink! “. He slowly lowers his lips toward me and kisses my mouth. He passes slowly, swinging his palms over my back and pulling me over him. How well I feel under him, his hard forms send me straight into the claws of a frenetic vortex of emotions. I take his hard cheeks between my hands and I start kissing him hard, deep, separating his lips with my tongue, feeling his mint taste… I already feel the moisture between my legs … everything is happening in a flash. He swiftly moves his palms over my waist and buttocks, whispering: “Slower, my immortal. Gods have eternity at their disposal, they do not have to rush. ” I try to listen to him, to slow down the pace, but I feel a crazy desire to make him mine, to possess him, to be sure he is real, that he will not disappear, that I will not remain lonely again. In response to my frenzy, he comes back with lightning, with me in his arms and presses me on the fine sand with his hard torso. I feel my breasts swollen, with the tough nipples, craving for touch. He grasps my wrists with one hand and raises them over my head. “You are at my good pleasure as a mortal, now. I will show you the sublime touches, I will make you burn … I will show you how the mortals feel when they reach the infinite ecstasy. ” He starts kissing me on my neck, on my shoulder. He knew the touch of these points was making me crazy, I desperately want him in me, to have me stormy, deep but … I had to wait. Already his kisses reach the breasts and he wet my nipples. The sensations are overwhelming, the cold breeze and his tongue; wet and dry, hot and cold, what sensations … He leaves my breasts and he “tosses” starved with his teeth on my wrists. I feel his teeth scratching my sensitive skin on my wrists, feeling the thrill of excitement directly in the vagina, the delicate muscles begin to throb, to pulse. These sudden changes in caresses are characteristic of him. I haven’t met a man who would make love this way: now he kisses my breasts and in the immediate next moment he aggressively bites a sensitive area. He was making me crazy, I was moaning … I was calling his name … He begins to lower his lips to my waist, pulling at the same time the dress, he reaches the area of the slip and he pulls it with his teeth down, then he completely undress me. I am at his disposal, a poor woman, burning after him, wishing him with every cell of my body. He starts kissing my pubis, my wet labia, swollen by desire. He licks me, the touchdown of his tongue indicates the alphabet: A, B … C … D … E … I can not take it anymore. He drives me mad. I get aggressive in my ass, I push his back and I start taking off his clothes: his shirt, I open his belt with trembling fingers, I throw his pants, he is in boxers. ” How sexy he is! ”, A god with a human soul, with perfect shapes, with the force that forces the boxers’ material. I lay over him to feel him, I move sensuous on his shapes, I feel his penis between my legs. I kiss him on his neck , he moans , I reach the nipples, I touch them with the movements of my tongue; I follow the black hair arrow that leads me to his most sensitive area … I discovers the penis that goes up. It has its head congested by desire, eager to be touched … I blast over it, I moisten it with my tongue and I blow it again … he moans, the combination of warm and cold is exciting. I know what he likes, so I start licking it up and down, with prolonged movements of the tongue, and then squeezing it all in my mouth suddenly. That makes him get out of his mind, he pulls me over him and says, “Get here, little goddess. I want to make you mine. I want you to feel my passion. ” He is invading me slowly with his hard cock, the first time he enters with the big and dilated head, I feel my muscles gathered around it. He remains a moment immobile and begins to kiss me slowly, holding my waist, immobile, deep inside his penis. What sensations, what creeps get me, what mad pulses, my heart beats, I feel my pulse in the temples, over the eyes I seem to have a dense fog, nothing matters, everything is blurred … He starts to move long, seldom, his hands are everywhere, he touches me with ample moves … He enters superficially, I only feel the head of the penis and suddenly inflates violently in me … I feel the first creeps of orgasm how they encompass me … like floating in a parallel universe where the stars shine; like floating through the air, I see two people as they love …
He moves now crazy, he feels the violent pulsations of my vagina, my internal muscles strangling his penis … He overturns me under him and starts to invade me, he holds me on the waist and holds me tough, violent: “Do you like it my goddess? Do you feel how hard am I? Prepare yourself, the night is not over yet. I’ll make you mine until you no longer think! ” His voice goes out and with a last violent move, he gets into me; I feel the seams of sperm as they invade me … he collapses over me exhausted … I feel its harsh cheeks on my neck … I have goosebumps. ” I missed this! Feeling you as my prisoner!” I say. “Welcome to the world of mortals, my goddess,” he whispers me softly.
I really feel like a goddess, he is my god. He possesses me, he is doing what he wants with me and my body.
