As summer winds down here in the northeast, I thought i'd post another piece that included my favorite place to be, down by the water. Of course the only thing that could make spending time at the beach more enjoyable is being there with someone you love. I hope you enjoy my playful tale of my idea of what it is to have a love for the ocean as much as the person you are there with. My wish for you is to find that peace and joy that comes from the calm of the deep blue waters and the same from being close to someone that you love.
Thank you all so much for stopping by and reading my works and for all the wonderful comments and emails!
Peace and love,
The Amoristicpillow
The Beach House
Usually I like driving I find it relaxes me. There’s no phone no fax no crazy clients or needy bosses. It’s just me and the road. The further I drove the more I could feel myself unwinding with every mile leaving the hectic jungle far behind me. A total transformation was beginning as I turned from urban professional to beach bum. First losing the tie and jacket to now my sleeves were rolled up my hair blown around by my open window and the radio was playing a perfect soundtrack to the quickly passing scenery. I had all the ingredients for a nice extended drive except one thing I wanted to be at my destination so bad it made the miles go that much slower. I was heading south and east to the cutest little beach house on the Atlantic with an even cuter little pixie of a woman already there awaiting my arrival. I was tempted to call to give updates of my progress and to feed my daydreams with the sound of her voice but we both had vowed to leave the phones for emergencies only. Once we arrived it was the beach the cottage and us with no outside influences whatsoever. She was probably already sitting by the water soaking up some solar energy for me or dipping those dainty painted toes in the cool water and squishing them in the sand. So left to amuse myself for the ride my mind drifted off to vivid fantasies of things we’ve done and things yet to come and the miles began to pass much more quickly. I had to laugh at myself as I reminisced my meeting her for the first time. I thought she was way too upscale for me a high maintenance type of woman and way too much work. Boy was I ever wrong about that first impression. She was charming witty and absolutely beautiful up close. Her whole face twinkled when she talked to me and the sweetness of her personality simple captured my heart. When she kissed me it was magical and I treasured every one from the smallest peck to those dreamy wet long ones that leave you breathless.
I passed a lot of miles just imagining her face and how she looks at me with her sexiest smile causing waves of heated passion to pulse through my body as I drove along. The longer we were together the more I knew and loved every nuance of hers from those sexy facial expressions to the language of her body. Her body spoke to me clearly loudly and often. Sometimes it was just for a hug or to be carried off to the bedroom for some passionate lovemaking and sometimes it was simply wanting to be held till her hearts content. Whatever her body asked me I was always eager to fill its most urgent needs. With thoughts of her filling my head the miles were gone in no time and I found myself bubbling with excitement as I was pulling into the driveway. As soothing as it was to finish the drive and arrive in my little part of paradise the transformation from worker drone to human wouldn't be complete until she was entwined in my arms. Walking through the door I immediately spotted her lying there stretched out on the couch. She was just waking up from a nap after hearing me walk in the book she was reading having long since slipped from her hands to the floor. Dropping my bag and jacket I made straight for her on the couch where she was beginning to sit up and smile at me with and excited yet sleep face. I've always thought her beautiful but there are certain times like this when she has an almost childish innocent quality to her and it just melts me inside. If she asked me the world I’d be hard pressed not to try to give it to her. Topping it off all she was wearing one of my collared work shirts and only my work shirt. I don't know what it is about that simple outfit her soft curvy body draped by an excess of fabric and those beautiful legs appearing out of the bottom or maybe it was the idea of nothing between us except a simple shirt and a few button. Even if I can’t say exactly I did think she looked enticingly cute in it and that it visually stoked the flames of my passions. In between soft kisses we said hello and she wrapped her hands behind my neck as I sat by her side on the couch. I pulled her close and she caressed my face as we kissed. I recanted some of my drive and her some of her day to me. Our sentences were ever shortening and were soon replaced by the quiet purring of each other and the soft sounds of our increasingly amorous kisses.
Kissing may be a lost art to some and seldom practiced by many but not us. When we kissed it was like we were slow dancing with our mouths building up passions like a pressure cooker builds heat. I loved the feel of her body on mine and pressed it firmly into me which makes our kissing all the more exciting. I easily pulled her onto my lap and with her lips attentive to mine my hands were free to caress her luscious body. Just touching her body drove me wild and I could never keep my hands off it. Her soft smooth skin sent electric tingles through me as I ran my hands all over her curves. I could feel her hands stroking my body in much the same way and her little whimpers of pleasure let me know she was as enwrapped as I. Her hair was still damp from a recent shower and had a wonderful lavender aroma which I distinctively knew as hers. I was intimately familiar with all the fragrant scents she used and just a hint of one would be all it took to make me think fondly of her where ever I was. Her skin still had a hint of the coconut sun tan lotion she had worn earlier and it was like a pheromone making me light headed while stirring up primal lusty urges deep within my body. Soft tender kisses evolved into harder wetter more passionate ones and my hands went from soft body caresses to more sensual touches in the most erogenous of places. Silky skin rippled as my hands roamed across her torso down to her wonderful legs and then back up the inside of her thighs. Feeling her hands on my body as caressing my chest and my face I knew she was absorbing as much sexual energy from me as I was from her. Every sense I had was focusing on her presence and was increasing in sensitivity and like the speed of my breathing was ever increasing. Our tongues did a slow waltz with her velvety smoothness dancing with mine. Sweet and soft moans were the perfect accompaniment to our lingual dance and like one of the big cats I purred back deep and throaty.
With all my senses finding pleasure in everything about her I had my hand on her inner thigh and slowly began to move steadily up towards her passion flower. When her legs opened wider I could feel her body eagerly anticipate my touch. She knew I would be gently and I knew exactly where to touch to tease and where to thrill. When I brushed my fingers softly across her nexus she gasped with pleasure as that first touch sent waves of heat rushing through her body and her kisses conveyed the urgency of how much her body ached to be touched again and again. Of course I obliged as only I knew how running my hand over her mound and pressing into the fleshy area right atop my eventual target. I loved to thrill her like this teasing her into frenzy and then thrill her even more until she peaked with the ultimate pleasure. She was like a fine instrument and I wanted to play her like a maestro hitting every note and chord making her entire body sing for me.
I rubbed all around her mound of pleasure working ever closer to the nexus until her hips were arching up as if to help me find it. Sometimes I applied pressure in rhythm with my kisses to make her even wilder. I pumped her mouth with my tongue darting it in and out echoing the powerful strokes usually felt emanating from my hips Opening her love petals I applied pressure to the center and my finger worked its way into her wetness a little more with every few tongue thrust. I felt her clenching a hand full of my hair and she seemed to have trouble breathing while I teased my way in deeper. When applied pressure with my thumb to her fruit of passion and the tip of my finger rubbing it from underneath she headed right over the edge. The muscles in her pelvis almost seemed to vibrate as they contracted uncontrollably. Her entire body shook for several moments as she rode out wave after wave of pleasure that went rolling through her body. I kept up the pressure and continued rubbing slowly as the spasms came further and further apart. Eventually they subsided and with her breath caught up she had a dreamy glow about her face. She placed her hand on mine as I stopped teasing and as I pulled away I tasted her sweet saltiness on my fingers from between hers which I also gave a few sucks to. The best part of all was that this was only the warm up. I held her like that in my arms for several moments while she caught her breath and came back to reality a bit. They say absence makes the heart grow fonder but it also increases other appetites as well and she was still as hungry as I. She pulled me off the couch with her and as I stood up she grabbed my ever inflating self through my pants giving it a good squeeze and rubbed up and down its length. With a throaty growl and a lascivious smile she slid her hand up to my belt and tucked it in my pants and pulled me towards the bedroom.
Everyday she had a way of telling me, many without words, how much she really loved me and it made me smile inside and out. At times like this she made me aware of how much she desired me in the carnal sense and that stroked my male ego like nothing else. Afterwards we would talk of our love making sessions and I attentively listened to all the things that fanned her flames making mental notes for next time. I always wanted to please her like she pleased me and feed her passionate animal like she feeds mine. We were so well suited for each other but besides being so compatible in the bedroom there was our deep love for each other which made everything we did that much more special. We tried to be creative and spontaneous in all aspects of our lives and that made our lovemaking all the more exceptional. I felt her small delicate hands undo my belt and pants as I pulled off my shirts and tossed them aside. As my arms were over my head for a moment she reached up and ran her hands across my chest and down the sides of my torso. She caressed over my stomach and up again to my chest and shoulders getting the same excited aura I get when I explore her body. Once she had told me she could feel my strength and power just by feeling the muscles move and flex beneath my skin and how my body’s firmness was the perfect compliment to the softness of hers. She loved to feel the power of my body though touching me and letting her hands feel my body at work gave her a warm feeling inside like nothing else before. Sometimes I could sense her touching my shoulders as they bared my weight above her so as not to let my full bulk press into her and she could directly sense how all my muscles worked together in sinuous orchestration to drive myself deep inside her over and over again. Sometimes soft and sometimes hard but never more than she could handle gentle power she called it and when she made me purr like a big Bengal tiger I couldn’t argue with her. Standing on tippy toes she came up for a kiss and with my hand in the arch of her neck I pressed us together as hard as I dare but not as hard as the urges in my body wanted. When ever I held her the feeling was so strong it was hard not to squeeze her with all my might like a little one squeezes a favorite teddy bear.
After all that kissing and touching my blood was boiling and I wanted to throw her on the bed and fill her with myself until all the pressure inside me was explosively released in wave after wave of ultimate pleasure. Squeezing and caressing my hardness in her hands my body had responded quickly and was showing its readiness. In the time it took me to step out of my pants she slid onto the bed and while resting up on her elbows was smiling seductively as her tiger stalked up the bed to its prey. I made it half way before I paused with my face right above her hips and found I couldn’t pass by. While she was a tempting vision of beauty still draped in my shirt her legs had parted to allow me to climb atop her I couldn’t resist pausing and inhaling the aroma of her wonderful essence. It had a hypnotizing effect on me and for moment I enjoyed her sweet musky scent. I lowered my face to her lap and took another long draught of her through my nose before kissing my way up her inner thighs to her delicate mound. I felt her fingers plow rows of my hair as she prepared to hold on for a ride. I softly kissed my way around her tummy and back down to the source of my addiction. Lost in her perfume and unique aroma I kissed my way to her epicenter and when my lips gently touched certain places her fists would clasp handfuls of my hair. Guiding my head she was trying to keep me on or off a number of particular spots as I explored my way around and all over my precious orchid. Graduating from kisses to licks I left no spot unattended giving extra attention to the ones that got the best moans. Propped on my elbows I put my hands to better use and delicately opened her folds revealing her little magic button. Licking my lips I gently kissed that button softy at first then letting my lips press into and around it a little harder each time. Next I put my tongue up against her entire opening and dragged it upwards making sure the tip of my tongue tickled every contour from bottom to top.
By this time she was beginning to soak me in her honey and its taste aroma and its slippery coolness on my face felt amazing. Her sweetness drove me crazy and knowing how much I pleasure I was giving her was all the incentive I needed to keep going. The hotter she got the wetter she was and the more aggressive I could stimulate her. Using my upper lip to apply pressure to her pearl I slipped my tongue as deep as I could straight in then curling it up as I pulled it out extracting more of her nectar and purposely tickling the upper ridge of her slippery love tunnel. For my grand finale I slide a finger inside then another stretching her a bit and giving her a feeling of being filled while I applied pressure to the underside of her magic button. I then started to suck on her jewel and the entire area and folds of skin surrounding it. I sucked it all right up into my lips while I flicked my tongue over it inside my warm mouth. Just in case the pumping of my fingers and the blowjob wasn’t enough to send her over the edge I had one more creative trick up my sleeve so to speak. With her breathing faster and the moans getting louder and louder it was only a matter of time so to help her along I began to hum. I made deep throaty hums that resonated through my face right through my lips which held her most sensitive self softly between them. Almost immediately the climax was there and I hung on while her body thrashed in the throws of another intense orgasm. Her whole body was shaking and I could feel her pelvic muscles clenching my fingers as waves of intensity rolled through her entire body soaking my fingers and face with more of her beautiful nectar. All I could think was that she was so much fun to play with.
It is said that half the pleasure is in the giving and while I’d admit I do find immense pleasure in pleasing her but there’s only so much a guy can take before these primal urges inside had to be sated and now I had one very erect urge that needed to be satisfied pronto. With my libidous agenda set I kissed my way up her body stopping at those beautiful breasts for a while loving the feel of them in my mouth. They were erect in their own little way and speckled with goose bumps. How could I not pay them some attention?
As irresistible as swollen perky breasts can be I had to leave them behind due to the overwhelming urge in my loins to plunge myself deep into her. Kissing her hard and long I could taste her tongue and her salty goodness still echoing its wonderful flavor in my mouth. I could feel the remnants of her delicious lubricant on my face and its slippery effect as my lips slid over hers as we connected with out mouths. With my tongue probing her soft and sweet mouth I let my rigidness find the perfect point of entry by itself and with a few teasing drags of my head up and down here groove of love I easily sunk all the way in. Her body accepted me with its loving warmth and it felt amazing. It was as if she was made just for me to melt into her. The warm wetness and sensation of being inside was so good I stayed still sunk all the way in and then try to push just a little bit more. Trying to take me even deeper she brought her knees up higher wrapped her legs behind me and used them to pull me in with as much power as I was thrusting. I started pulling back almost all the way out and then changed direction plunging back all the way in bucking into her hips as I bottomed out. Like a steam locomotive just starting out I was increasing the pace yet still maintaining that full deep stroke. Every time my hips met hers she gasped with pleasure from the contact and as my speed increased so did her squeals of pleasure. I also steepened the angle of my entry so the topside of my shaft was sliding roughly past her nexus as it sunk in teasing yet another climax from inside her.
I love to dive into her with different speeds and power varying from short strokes to long hard ones or a random combination of all of the above. I call that my freestyle approach and is one of my favorites. I couldn’t wait to release I was so torqued up I couldn’t pace or hold myself back at all I was sprinting for the finish not going for the marathon. Our faces were very close together and she was moaning and I was grunting at least that’s what I think. I could feel her running her hands over my shoulders and back feeling my muscles work as I drove myself into her faster and faster and it made her as hot as a pistol. Her moans and squeals of delight were keeping rhythm with my ever increasing speed and as I felt the pressure building inside me I could sense another climax of hers approaching. A pleasant warmth was spreading from my tip down the core of my shaft and throughout my entire pelvic region. It was mind numbing and I lost myself in the sensations not even thinking about pumping away but just reveling in the pure pleasure of the moment. My body was on auto pilot at this point taking what it wanted. Only it knew how fast and how deep it needed and she eagerly took everything I had to give and was ready for more. I balanced on that edge for several moments wishing this could last so much longer and yet wanting to climax equally as much. Fortunately I never have to decide between the two because there’s only so much one can take before you explode. I felt my impending release swiftly approaching and the point of n return was almost at hand.
To make sure she would go over the edge with me I reached between us and massaged her button with my fingers as I pumped away. I started to thrust different as hit the point of no return even if I stopped moving this second I would still explode and there was no turning back now. My body gave her its signals of the impending explosion and sensing my readiness I could feel her holding me tighter with both her arms and legs. Judging by the sounds she was making I was sure she was ready to go again too. If there is one thing that sets her off more than anything it’s when I release deep inside her. I felt that trigger sensation inside me where one more second or two would be all it would take to unleash my eruption. One quick deep thrust was all I needed and the flood gates were going to open. As I pumped and bucked and plunged deep inside her the sonic boom shook through me starting from somewhere deep inside and flying through me like a thunderbolt. Buried in as far as I could be my hot liquid let loose inside her and the feeling of that viscous fluid forcing itself through me was pure pleasure. I couldn’t breathe as wave after wave of contractions racked my body as it tried to pump every last drop I had into her. My whole body was rigid and then curled up involuntarily only to go rigid once again and the sensations of my orgasm was all she needed to climax a finale time on me. I gave her body everything I had holding nothing back and her body accepted me and coaxed my honey from me perfectly as we shared this beautiful moment of ecstasy between us. The best part was feeling her latest orgasm shake her whole frame beneath me in sync with mine. It’s just amazing feeling her body quiver and spasm when we are still so deeply connected.
It took several moments before we returned to our senses and caught our breaths. Quietly she kissed me no words needed to be said right now her sweet tender kisses said it all. We were still connected both at the lips and hips and when I throbbed myself inside her she would answer by clenching me back. I was so sensitive still I started to giggle when ever she clenched on me and before you knew it we were both laughing and tickling each other. I reluctantly rolled to the side and we snuggled up with her head on my chest and her body hugging mine. As I held her softness in my arms I could sense her closing her eyes and breathing in my sweaty musky scent and I did the same with her perfumed scented tresses. I could feel her hug me with all her strength and I hugged her back as hard as I dare without crushing her. I wanted to squeeze her as hard as I could and found it hard to stop squeezing sometimes I loved her so much. I was lost in my feelings for her as I held her close eyes closed with the sweet smell of her body next to me. I could have drifted off to sleep like that totally contented and spent with my body wrapped into hers and not a care in the world. As my most excited part of my body throbbed itself down a big drop made its way out and fell onto her thigh and tickled as it ran down the side of her leg. She shivered as goose bumps spread on that leg and she snuggled up even closer. “Welcome home baby” she said, and I smile as I kissed her and said “it’s good to be home.” Later we washed up and went walking along the sand at the waterline as the sun did its best to paint the sky in some memorable colors. Her hand felt small inside mine but when we stopped to watch the sun fade into the horizon we stood hip to hip and she felt perfect next to me. The sun had lost its heat and a cool breeze kicked up and to stay warm we walked hip to hip the rest of the way. I don’t remember talking too much on that walk just how good it felt to be together. As the last of the daylight was losing out to millions of twinkling stars we made it back to the house. On the little porch we stopped to kiss again and slow danced to our own music before heading in for the night, transformation complete.