Thursday, May 14, 2015

On A Sunny Afternoon (An Erotica)

Exhausted from the frustration of being bored,
I went to the beach for the waves and its white horses.
Since it was not a holiday, the picnickers were only a
handful.
I was drinking in the sight when an angel in bikini walked
right out of the sea.
With perfect body curves, enticing breasts, an enchanting
smile and a bronze skin that shone with the afternoon sun -
she was out of this world.
Her hair danced to the rhythm of the waves when she tilted
her head backwards to shake water off her hair.
She was so stunning that suddenly, everything else became
insignificant.
I found myself walking up to her and on getting to my
desired destination,
I took her into my arms - for she willingly gave herself up -
and devoured her lips.
I lay her down on the wet sand without a care in the world
and helped her off her brassiere.
My hands felt perfect on her bristols and
I felt her bullets pointed right at me.
I undid the strap of her panties, cast it aside, and open up
her legs.
I slid two fingers into her main orifice and stroked her 'g-
spot' as her body rocked to the passion.
She let out a gasp as I ram my rod into her glory hole.
She moaned and squeaked as I embarked on the blissful
heavenly ride.
But, alas, my adventure was cut short as a swift wave kiss
brought me back from oblivion to reality.
I found myself staring at nothing.

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