“Last one in the water is a rotten egg!!”
As she drops her towel and exposes her leg.
Running across the warm sands with nothing on but a smile,
Followed closely by him on their own special isle..
He runs as quickly as his legs would take him,
But had to slow down because of something a-shaking.
In front of him she too slows down a bit,
She’s not as supple, she has to admit.

She trips on a log and quickly falls down
Silently she sits there laughing on the ground.
He caringly ensures that she can still stand
Before falling on top of her right there in the sand
Their bodies now together and filled with desire,
Both wanting only to put out the fire,
Her lips find his mouth and starts to please,
Her tongue darting all over as if to tease.

Four hands start exploring in the dark of the night,
Bringing nothing to the lovers but pure delight.
The pressure that was building begins to ease
As she gets up in front him, and is now on her knees.
Teasing, pleasing, bringing him profound bliss,
Never had he known joy from such a kiss.
She dances her tongue one way and then another
Causing her lover to explode with a shudder

He lays her down now to return the favor,
Her every sweetness he begins to savor.
He buries his face deep between her thighs,
Listening to her as she moans and cries..
He decides to fulfill her beach-front fantasy
As slowly he brings her to extreme ecstasy.
Her legs now tighten around his neck with one motion,
All is forgotten now, even skinny-dipping in the ocean.



Feb. 1st 2003.