The ocean breeze was a prelude to the night’s escapades as the moonlight glowed on the shoreline. Wrapped in each other’s arms, we found the perfect place between land and sea, hearing only waves and whimpering cries of pleasure as our bodies intertwined in a lustful siesta. We rode the seemingly never-ending wave of passion, leaving us completely spent and fully satiated.
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The hot sun burned his skin. But as he stripped off his clothes, all he felt was an ocean of arousal. Perspiration dripped as they touched each other. With every passing moment, each one of them became bolder, hungrier and raw with desire. Life was a thousand feet away, and here, all that mattered was pleasure. Their bodies twisted in waves of bliss as they devoured each other by the edge of the sea.
We were two young lovers, chasing the tide as it rolled out, so far away from the prying eyes of the world. We fell on the beach, legs entwined. My shirt was off, and I was already hard as we kissed feverishly, eagerly exploring each other’s nectar-sweet mouths. Our love-making was primal yet tender, and time stood still in those hazy, heady moments. Eventually, we collapsed in each other’s arms, sated, satisfied, and filled with the oceans of lust we had just conjured up together.
He felt as if his universe was bursting with an uncontrollable fire from within; a primal passion on the shore as he felt his lover’s body crushing against his. He spread his legs apart to open his little world to the night, the stars shining down with approval as he welcomed the pleasure of buried wetness inside him.