Floating

Floating,

Feeling the gentle waves rock me, lulled and fading into a dreamy state.

I find my mind wandering to you.

My thoughts mirroring the inky depths below.

I imagine the current swirling below. Light and tormenting not too far below me, but an undertow deeper that feels untamed and well…dangerous.

I find myself unconsciously holding my breath…wondering at the folly of falling for you. Is this attraction I feel really wise?

I know I want you, on a primal level that creates a hunger that can’t be sated. I imagine you behind me, holding me tight, whispering sexy messages softly into  my ear.

Your mouth moving slowly down my neck as I involuntarily feel myself push back into you, and as I do this, I feel the lilo move and water flow under me. I momentarily shiver, exactly as I would as you continue to kiss and lightly bite my neck, whilst one arm continues to pull me close, and the other lightly flick and squeeze my left nipple. I imagine you gradually squeezing harder and more urgent.

I lightly moan, which only encourages you.

In my mind I feel the undertow of the water pulling me down deeper. I look up and see sunlight streaming down onto my face.

I’m no longer tentative, lost to the encouragement you continue to whisper as your mouth, teeth and tongue continue their path up and down my neck. I feel myself being lost to the depths and your ministrations. I close my eyes and let myself get pulled deeper.

I feel the arm holding me slowly start to lightly stroke down my body, your touch flighty, in comparison to your hand still teasing and torturing my right nipple. electric currents shoot down my body. Pain and pleasure, a dichotomy of touch driving me wild.

In time with your hand reaching my wetness I feel my own hand reach down and mimic where I imagine your hand going.

Rocking on the ocean, lost to thoughts of you, I slowly run my pointer finger up my slit as my legs open wide. Slowly opening then balancing myself.

My finger is so wet, I bring it to my mouth to taste, again imagining you doing this, bringing your finger to my tongue briefly, before taking it to your own mouth, slowly, savoring the juices you have caused.

I hear you quietly groan, a long drawn outlet of breath.

My hand returns downward, I’m so lost I no longer recognize whose hand is slowly opening me wide, dipping in, before slowly moving to my clit. Rubbing, I start to slowly thrust, whimpering, moaning.

In some distant parallel I hear myself, and feel the tempo build.

Somehow in my mind you have moved me to a bed, and your mouth and tongue are now focused on my pleasure, all centered on my clit and warm wet welcoming hole.

Tongue and teeth working my clit, 2 fingers workIng in and out of me…I feel the currents swirl around me, the sunlight just pinpricks in the distance.

I’m now settled to the swirl and fast losing touch with reality.

The hunger is real and it’s urgent. As you continually assault my gspot I feel the pressure build.

Don’t stop I whisper to myself.

I see you smile up at me as my pussy clenches tight on your fingers and the release is close.

Oh my god, I don’t care if this is foolish, I want this so bad. I thrust one final thrust as I feel myself release.

I hear you laugh as I gush my juices everywhere and feel you come up onto me, leaning down and kissing me. A deep tongue kiss as you slide your magnificent hard cock into me.

Mmmm, I think as your thrusting meets the rhythm of the waves.

I know as soon as I’m done imagining this, I’m heading home, messaging you, and saying….yes, get here.

I’m ready to let go and enjoy getting caught in your undertow. 😘

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