The Velvet Caress

We went to our special bay last night. Together in the moonlight we kissed and caressed each other. Then, we began our great adventure. I could feel Sarah's arousal as my hand grazed between her legs. She was so hot and wet, and even through her cotton dress I could feel her wetness, as she could feel mine. We broke apart and walked into the all consuming night until we were swallowed up in the velvet darkness. Once alone, we slipped out of our summer dresses and tied on the blindfolds we had brought with us. Then, turning back to the beach we sought each other out. How the night was suddenly full of sound, of scents. We walked with our arms by our sides, and only when I felt the surf on my toes did I change direction. At one point, I felt her pass close to me and I stood still breathing in deeply. It was her arousal that I could distinguish from the other scents on the tropical air. I followed her and as I felt the heat of her body I reached out to touch her. I pulled her to me and hungrily kissed her. As my hand cupped her firm small breast, I heard a distinct snap in the forest beyond. I froze and turned my blindfolded eyes in that direction. There was no doubt to my mind. He was there, as he had been the previous night when he had anointed me with his sperm. Sarah was desperate for me. She pulled me down onto the sand and pressed my legs apart. I felt her tongue enter me and arched my back in rapture. Her hands grasped my hips and soon, she was in a hard rhythm against me probing deeply with her tongue while I poured my wetness onto her face. I heard her cry out and the rhythm against me intensified and became hard, almost brutal. Sarah cried out and her passion echoed around the bay. I came three times as she uttered the vulgarities I love so much. "Oh Yes, Oh fuck yes." Suddenly, I needed her taste in my mouth and I felt for her shoulders. Sarah grunted in earthy submission and I knew she was in the mood for something harsh. I felt for her head. Oh how intoxicating it was to be blindfolded with her. When I found her soft cheek I drew back my hand and slapped her hard. She gasped and I repeated the movement slapping her face from side to side before moving on to her small breasts. I pinned her to the sand and felt her straddle my thigh. Oh, how wet she was. Hungrily, I kissed down her tummy and then, with a shock that was almost violent, my tongue tasted the unmistakable taste of sperm. Those violent movements against me were not my beloved Sarah. He was there too. He had jacked off from behind her even as she had brought me to orgasm with her tongue. How long I sucked and lapped at her I do not know. I wanted her taste, but I also wanted him too. I sucked and swallowed greedily before pushing my finger deep in her ass as she climaxed into my mouth. For a while I was still between her legs. I wanted HIM inside me too, but even as I knew he was standing beside me, I also somehow knew he would not take me. We removed our blindfolds and walked naked back to our bedroom. Sarah walked with her head on my shoulder and wept softly. We slept in each others arms as innocently as two adolescent girls. In a way, our journey of discovery together has been very much like that. Almost like journeying through puberty again. I feel like I have emerged into a new state of being. I am, I know, bi-sexual. Something I would never have thought of myself as being. Sarah too has changed. She is totally at one with me and I with her. As if she could hear my thoughts in the early morning as I watched her sleep, she stirred and opened her beautiful blue eyes. Her mouth formed the words "Helen. I love you." I do not know what adventures lay ahead of us. I only know that I love her too.