Always at Night

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Alone in the tropics at night, everything is amplified. Not only the sounds from the rainforest, but also the senses are heightened...especially the sense of fear.

 

I know he is there, in the darkness watching me. I walk to the moonlit beach and look at the black sea shimmering in the ghostly moonlight. The sand is still warm beneath my feet and the gentle breeze ruffles my dress like the playful kiss of a lover. The gentle rolling of the waves seems to hypnotise me and I sway in time with them. I breathe deeply, and the scents of the forest come to me. There is an almost mournful feeling to it. The scent of decay mixes with the heady tropical flowers and with each breath it seems to change in subtle ways. As my arousal increases, the scent becomes that of my lover. I can smell her on the breeze, yet, all the time, I know HE is there. I let the thin cotton dress fall from my shoulders and I stand skyclad in the moonlight. Now, my own scent joins the play, and mentally I urge it deep into the forest. I stand with my legs apart and push deep inside me. I want my scent to flood the night... especially to him. Now, I find my clit is throbbing in time with the waves and I reach down to caress her. I am rewarded by a rush of fluid down my legs. I feel slutty tonight, like a whore.



I lay on the sand and close my eyes and begin to masturbate. I pray he sees me. I finger myself, hold myself open and finally, when the ache to be filled is too great, I plunge two fingers inside myself. The pressure on my g spot is so intense that I relax and feel myself pee as the orgasm rapes me. At the same time, I sense his maleness near me. I do not open my eyes. I just know he is there. At this moment, I would allow anything. The orgasm crashes to its climax and I feel spatters of wetness on me. For a moment, I think it is me. Then, when I open my eyes, I see the white milkiness of his sperm on me.



A single tear runs down my cheek for now, he is gone. My vagina aches for him, even though I have never seen him. I hope that tomorrow night, he will be there again but that this time, he will spend his seed inside me. I walk back to my chalet by the bay pausing only to look once over my shoulder.



I hope he knows.

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