The evening began with a soft gentle breeze coming in off the gulf, the feel of the coolness on my bare skin was heaven, as Cassandra and I walked, hand in hand down the deserted beach, listening to the soft crash of the waves, and going nowhere.
The thought of her next to me, the feel of the soft skin of her hand, the smile when she looked up at me were like some sort of hypnotic drug throwing me into a trance that was dominated with thoughts of her.
The beauty of her bronze skin, soft and smooth under the bright moon light. The wonder of her beautiful green eyes, as they lit up when she looked up at me and smiled with her lovely angelic mouth. And the longing for her touch. I was in heaven.
She moved with the grace of a gazelle as we moved silently down the beach. Eventually we paused there on the beach and turned to face each other, Cassandra’s lovely green eyes holding my gaze. Cassandra looked so pure and innocent standing there on the beach in all her glory like a bronze goddess that there were tears in my eyes as I took her in her arms. Cassandra immediately raised her beautiful beaming face toward mine. She had the sexiest most erotic mouth, with pouty full lips.
Our first kiss was so gentle that it had almost been chaste. But there had been fire in both of us, so the next kiss was more intense. Cassandra’s mouth was eager, as she probed my mouth with her tongue.
Pulling her closer to me, I kissed her sensuous lips, making love to her mouth with my own. I felt Cassandra’s animal passion through her skin in that embrace, a prelude to the raw emotion that was to come.
For about ten or fifteen minutes we made out like teenagers with no intimate contact but our arms around each other’s necks.
As I reached up and cupped her beautiful face in my massive hands, she again touched her soft sweet lips to mine. Kissing her gently. I tasted Cassandra’s breath. Felt the moisture on my lips and heard her soft sigh as our lips meet. And as we stood there holding on to that slow lingering sensual kiss, I felt a familiar burning in my loins starting. It was a wanting, a need to be one with her, to have our bodies joined in a loves embrace.
She stood there with all the grace and poise of an Egyptian princess. She was so beautiful that she literally took my breath away. The bright moonlight enveloped her body in a mystical glow like that of an angle, a glow that accented the crown of medium brown shoulder-length braids. She was tall and slim with long muscular legs like a ballet dancer and had such small delicate breasts, that she wore a bra strictly for decoration.
When I could finally breathe again I lowered her to the soft cool sand and laid down next to her. I saw a sheepish grin come across her face and a desire in her eyes. Slowly, as I gently kissed her sweet lips my tongue traced the outline of her full ruby lips and the lines of her face, allowing my tongue to taste the sweetness of the skin along her neck. I heard her softly gasp.
Between kisses, we gazed at each other, looking directly into the other’s soul. Caught up in mutual lust we came together again. This time like two teenagers at the drive-in experimenting for the first time. My hand crept up and I felt her nipples harden as I caressed her breasts through her bathing suit top.
As the kiss continued, like a hormone driven teenage boy I discretely started slipping her top off.
I was pleased to see that her delicate breasts were capped by quarter size dark brown areolas.
Like a giggly teenage girl, Cassandra acted like she didn’t know what I was doing. I wondered who was seducing whom, when her hand wrapped around my head and she gently pushed, forcing my lips to nuzzle her breast. As my hand moved up and cupped her breasts, I leaned down and feasted on Cassandra’s succulent breasts.
As my eager lips closed around her already erect nipple, Cassandra gave a little gasp and started breathing heaver. Her eyes kind of glazed over as her head fell back on the sand and she surrendered her breasts to my magic lips. As my tongue traced little circles around her nipples, I felt her back arc up as if wanting me to be a little rougher.
I loved the scent and the slightly salty taste of her soft skin. In my excitement I started kissing her stomach. As I tenderly kissed my way down to her inner thighs, my thumbs hooked in the waistband of her bottoms and I slipped them off.
I sighed with pleasure as I felt her pubic mound against my face.
Her slightly parted legs drew my eyes to the closely trimmed hair between her legs. I’d never been with a black girl before, so when the moon moved from behind the clouds, I saw that her pubic hair was finer than I expected, silky soft.
Awe struck, I could only stare.
Raising her arms above her head, Cassandra stretched like a cat, her legs spreading wide, exposing her womanhood to my scrutiny.
Then with a mischievous smile, she reached up and twisted her fingers in my hair and pulled my face down to her crotch.