It had been a long and fun filled day to be sure.


It had been a long and fun filled day to be sure. We'd strolled through the streets of Carmel, looking into shops, sometimes going in and looking over the merchandise, laughing and talking about what we liked. We dined along the wharf, watching the sealions play and the otters scampering about in search of shellfish. We ambled along after dinner, letting the fading sunlight warm us and sitting on the beach, we watched it settle into the ocean, painting a warm, red glow over the skies, and us. The weather was warm and pleasant as we walked back to our motel room, and we settled down for the night. Our first bout of lovemaking was slow, erotic and filled with the wonder of exploring each other for the first time. Your body moved and undulated as I found many of your sensitive areas, and I was pleased to see and hear you react with pleasure to my touch. Your hands sent electric shocks of pleasure through me as you found places on my body that I'd never thought were sensual. The soft glow of the small candles we'd bought along with their light scent made your body a study in warm curves, perfect skin, and sensuality. Our orgasms came close together, and I felt the whole of my inner being pouring forth into you, as your legs wrapped around me like a warm, loving blanket. The softness of your lips contrasted against the firmness of your arms and legs as we floated on our cloud of passion. We held each other and fell asleep, with me curled up behind, my arm over your waist, cupping your warm breast. I awoke to find you still against me. The warmth of your behind pressing firmly against my loins and igniting anew my desire for you. In the dim light of only a single candle now, I traced the soft curve of your beautiful thigh, marveling in the silky texture of your skin. Your breathing was deep, and rhythmic, while I watched you. My lips sought and found the warmth of your back, and I left soft kisses from your neck to your shoulders, enjoying the subtle changes in your breathing. You moved slightly, and I felt an electric thrill as your labia slid over my hardening erection. I moved my hand gently over your exposed behind, cupping your upraised curve of flesh and feeling it's curiously soft, yet firm resilience. As I lifted it, I heard the soft parting of your moist labia, and my erection grew.

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