Talent Allie

A Slice Of Heaven

By Allie | 2006

"A Slice of Heaven"

My eyes still closed, I can hear the crashing of the waves beat against the coastline. The warmth of the rising sun on my face. The steady rhythm of your breath. A slight wind rustles the surrounding trees, making our hammock sway ever so slightly. The birds sing a soft song not wanting to disrupt the quiet peace of the morning. I turn to look and there you are, nestled in the crook of my arm just as you have been ever since our love-making the night before. The waves of your hair cascade over your face. I watch the timing of your breathing as your wonderful, still-naked breasts move up and down. I lightly move some strands of hair and brush my lips against your cheek. Still sleeping, a smile creeps on your face and you roll over on your side, away from me.

Not wanting to wake you, I slip my arm out from under your head and swing gently off the hammock. My naked body saunters across the sand to the outdoor shower where I take care of the reason I awoke in the first place. All I have to do is think of you -- any part of your full-figured wonderland. From your deep colourful eyes, to your luscious lips, firm breasts, rounded hips and down to.. well, you know. You are a slice of heaven -- my slice.

Refreshed from my shower, I tip toe back to the hammock where you are still asleep on your side. All it takes is the sight of your bare back to stimulate my senses again. With you, I’m insatiable. As I crawl in next to you, you stretch and arch your back, inviting me to snuggle in -- I do.

Lightly my fingers work their way up your body, raising goose pimples as I go. You twitch in enjoyment. I tickle the softness of your belly all the way up to your breasts. I cup your upper one and tenderly begin to knead. How I love to feel your softness in my hands, against my skin. I tease your nipple in between my thumb and forefinger, not too hard, but just enough to get a reaction. It swells in response. My lips brush lightly on your shoulder. Instinctively you grind your rear into me.

I gently roll you on your back, eyes still closed, and a faint trace of a smile lingering on your lips. I run my tongue around your nipple several times before taking it into my mouth causes a murmur to escape your lips. I suck your nipple, slowly and you awake from your dreaming. Your hand clutches the back of my head and pushes me down, your back arches begging me to move faster, suck harder. I eagerly oblige.

You grab my head off of your breasts and gaze into my eyes. You tell me to meet you on the sand. In an instant you are running off to the outdoor bathroom, and I'm off to the sand with a blanket, desperate for your return.

Thankfully, the wait is short. You hurry towards me and to my surprise, run right past laughing, and into the ocean. I smile to myself as I watch your nakedness plunge into the water. So you want to play do you? Without hesitation, I dive in after you.

We both surface close to one another. In two arm stokes I am next to you, my arms around your waist, your legs wrapped around me. My tongue traces across your lips, once and twice again. Suddenly, you crush your lips to mine, sucking in my tongue into an intimate dance with yours. Each of us, excited, exploring, eager for more.

My reaction to this play is obvious, as my member throbs against you, waiting and begging for entrance. My hand reaches your sex and I honestly do not know which is more wet -- or hotter -- you or the water. I find your clit, hard and wanting attention. The palm of my hand runs over it, back and forth. Feeling how hard I am, your hand grabs my now hardened shaft and you stroke it gently - teasing me, making me mad with desire.

Groans escape our mouths as we move faster, harder, wanting more. In an instant, you push away from my body and swim off towards a great pile of rocks. I take a deep breath and follow.

At the base of the smallest rock, you grab on and hoist yourself out. God you’re beautiful. Your wet body glistens as you bask in the sun, your hair shimmering in the light. You watch as I pull myself out of the water and clamber onto the rock. Your eyes are transfixed on the muscles in my arms, compliments to my daily work outs. Not giving me time to catch my breath, you grab my arms and pull me to you.

The coolness of the rock is a nice contrast to the heat transferring from your body. My mouth opens slightly as your tongue traces the inside of my lips. Not giving you another chance to tease me, I crush my lips to yours this time, sealing us in a series of passionate kisses -- each one more hot and fevered than the last.

I break from your mouth and move to your neck. I know how much you love to feel my tongue and lips deliver feather-light kisses right below your ear, on the ridge of your slender neck. Your hands glide up my back to clench the hairs at the nape of my neck.

I start my travels down your body, stopping at your breasts, your nipples hard. One then the other, then back again to the first. While my mouth is happily engaged, my hand moves purposely to your bare, naked honey pot. My fingers play lightly around its lips, teasing, wanting your body to ask for more. Your legs part further, your hips rise off the rock. I know now, that my dance has made its mark.

I bend down and let my lips tease your inner thighs, my breath blows, ever so lightly, between your legs. Your body strains as you urge me on wanting more -- needing more. My tongue enters and explores your wetness as your body twists and turns beneath my touch. My hands reach beneath to cup your buttocks and pull you closer to my face. I want to immerse myself in you, I want -- no need, again -- to explore every inch of your loveliness.

My tongue darts in and out, caressing your entirety. It looks just like a glowing oyster’s shell on this beautiful day as it gleams in the sunshine. Your hips gyrate to the rhythm of my tongue. Hands grab the side of my head, urging me to go harder, faster. I bury my face in you, darting my tongue in and out as fast as I can. I explore every cleft, ever inch of your being.

Your breath quickens, moans escape your lips to meet the birds flying overhead. You mumble that you're close, that I need to slow down. But the raspiness to your voice only drives me on. You push my head away and tug at me to move upwards. You try to roll me onto my back - but I can't allow it. I know that as soon as you place your delicious lips anywhere near my throbbing shaft, if I’m not in control it'll all be over and you'll be left unsatisfied. That is something that I will never stand for - you being unfulfilled. Much to your dismay, I ease you onto your back.

Your hands cup my face, drawing me in for a passionate kiss as I position myself over you. As I enter, your mouth sucks on my tongue, echoing the timing and force of my thrusts. I wrap my arms around your knees and draw your legs back so that I can move more effectively – reaching ever deeper. You grasp your legs to hold on, squeezing me tighter. But as my thrusts force you closer to a climax, your hands creep to my back and hold on for dear life.

I can feel myself wanting to explode now and it’s too much for me to bear. I beg for you to dig your nails into my back, any distraction will do. You hesitate. I beg again and this time you comply. You feel so good, so hot, so wet, pulsing in rhythm to my movements.

Your hands reach down and grab my arse to pull me tighter into you. Your hips match my every thrust. I close my eyes and think about your body flowing with mine. That is until....

I hear your moans growing louder, raising in pitch. I open my eyes to gaze down upon your flushed face. Your head tilts back, you’re biting your lower lip. Your muscles pulsate, grabbing and releasing as we build to the final climax. With your back arched, you scream as you release your orgasm. Now your thirst has been quenched, I too let loose, releasing all of the passion I have for you, gushing forth inside you. The crashing waves drown out our cries of passion.

As short moments pass, our senses return to normal. I disengage myself and roll off of you. In a flash you roll on your side and throw your leg over mine. With your head on my chest, snuggling in, I wrap my arms around you. With a grin on your face and satisfaction in your eyes, you whisper - “good morning”.

I smile down at you and with the brush of my lips I answer your well-wishes. I then gaze up to the beautiful blue sky, fluffy cotton-wool clouds and the glorious sun and tell myself how grateful I am, to have my very own slice of heaven.