Dark Fires, a story by jules{s}

I closed my eyes, as he kissed me. His mouth so warm , transferring heat to my chilled flesh, until I grew so warm against him that I stopped shivering. I found myself kissing him back, lifting my hands to cup his shoulders, sighing softly. His fingers were now tangled in the mane of my hair. Holding my head still as his kiss became more fiercely, demanding and consuming.
He lifted his head briefly, I watched as his eyes rove over my face. Then his handsome features turned into a frown. Bewildered, I reached up for him, wanting him to kiss me again. I needed him to recreate the searing heat that he had ignited, But he reached out, folding his strong fingers over the palm of my small hand.
"Hmmm...little one, I should be spanking you." I smiled dreamily, pulling his head down to me, my hand on the back of his neck, fingers tangling into his blonde hair, that just brushed against his collar. With a faint, smothered laugh, he stretched his long body across mine, as his hands roamed my breast and down the damp length of my body, stroking me through my wet blouse and skirt.
Gently, with his mouth still on mine, he eased my arms from around his neck. sliding his hands up and over me, and then - so quickly - my wet garments were gone, cast aside on the sand. Naked, shivering again but not from the cold, I looked up to him, I clutched his arms, my lower lip caught between my teeth as spasms racked my frame.
Smiling slightly, as he lifted to his knees. I felt panicked suddenly. A damnable weakness flooded me, and it seemed as if all my limbs were suddenly limp as he reached out and turned my body over. I wanted to protest, to stop him. Yet at the same time, I wanted him to do it, to make me so hot.
Then again he was over me, his lips exploring the back of my neck as he pushed my hair to side. His lips traveled down my back as his hands massaged my bottom. His tongue circled at the curve of my back. His hands slipped down between my legs, opening them to brush gently against the sensitive flesh of my inner thighs. He had not removed his clothes and I could feel the abrasive rub of his jeans against my naked flesh.
Suddenly, I cried out from the sting to my bottom. Before I could squirm away he had placed his other had on the small of my back as he rubbed at the stinging spot. His hand came down again, making me gasp. Squirming in the sand, I tried to get free. His hand rubbed again at my bottom until I moaned in deep pleasure.
His fingers slipped back down to my inner thigh and his hand slapped lightly against my right inner thigh and then my left side. I began to buck my bottom up and down, as if I was riding him. I heard his low growl as his hand smacked down on my bottom again and again. The spanks were not hard ones at first, just stinging ones.
His hands, not to gently rubbed and squeezed my bottom. he leaned down and kissed ay my neck again and then whispered.."My good girl..ummmm". Again he swatted my bottom several times, this time a bit harder. The harder spanks made me gasp and squirm harder but then his hands were rubbing at my bottom, and his fingers slid down between my legs, his fingers slipping into me. He leaned forward as his fingers worked magic in me.
In a move quicker then I could of anticipated, he had rolled me over on my back and brushed at the sand on my body. His fingers still inside my pussy as his other hand squuezed at my nipples and rubbed them between his fingers.
Kissing, his lips exploring the curve of my neck, moving down to the deep rose tips of my breasts. His tongue circled my nipples and I shuddered, gasping out as I arched my back that he would suckle them. He took his time sucking and licking, making me squirm as his fingers continue to go in and out of my pussy and his thumb rub against my clit. I squirmed and bucked and arched my body wildly.
He pulled his fingers from me and I moaned, almost pouting at him. He rose and quickly took off his clothes. I took a deep breath as I looked at his manhood...so hard and erect..my body arched up. He was now between my legs, leaning forward and taking my breast in his mouth he suckled. I arched up for him as he thrust forward. He laced his fingers through mine, spreading my arms out to my sides, and he began to move, slowly at first, the thrust and drag of his body produced such hot dark fires in me.
It was so beautifully overwhelming. I could hear the ocean pounding and the rhythm of him inside of me, taking and taking me till I was matching his pace, arching up to meet his thrust. Heat waves soared through me. I was breathless and reaching as the fires inside me exploded and I felt him spill all of his cum deep inside me. Such exquisite warmth and heat. His body had stiffened and he had thrust so deeply, he had groaned and growled before he sagged against me, I put my arms around him and held him, both of us to overwhelmed yet to speak.

The End Copyright © jules{S}