She walked barefoot along the shoreline, the waves dancing at her feet; it must’ve been a mile or more until she spotted the cabin just beyond the dunes. She saw the steps next and headed towards them, almost sad to leave the water that chased after her on the tide. But she was excited at the possibilities that lay before her tonight.
The woman knocked softly at the cabin door and waited; slowly the door opened and she stepped inside unsure of what to expect. Firm hands grabbed her arms and pulled her close and she felt another set of hands blindfolding her before she could get a good look at her surroundings. She had a momentary flash of fear as she realized that bad things could happen here tonight, or maybe, very good things. She began to tremble ever so slightly. “Are you scared?” came a familiar voice, one that she had been hearing on the phone for months. She nodded her head, not trusting her voice and jumped as the cabin door opened and then closed with a thump. “Don’t be afraid of me. I promised I wouldn’t hurt you and I won’t. We’ll do this together. It’s just us now.”
Gradually Anna relaxed and the grip on her arms loosened. Her captor pulled Anna close and just held onto her for a long moment. Anna inhaled finding a sharp, spicy scent with a hint of flowers that lingered in her nose and she decided that she quite liked it. Even blindfolded Anna was graceful and she leaned into her mystery person and whispered,”Shall we?”
That was enough and the pretty, petite, blonde was crushed against a soft form and given a kiss that would (and did) make Anna’s toes curl into the hard wood floor beneath her feet. Just as quickly she was released by this nameless person and she shivered in the cool air as her short dress was peeled deliberately down her arms and the fabric slithered from her body. Anna’s nipples puckered in the air and suddenly there was a warm wet mouth around one and gentle fingers pinching and pulling at the other. After a moment the mouth and fingers changed places and Anna moaned softly, arching her body up, aching for more. She sensed the figure in front of her kneeling and felt her thighs being nudged apart gently. That warm, wet mouth that had teased her nipples was now licking and biting at her inner thighs, urging her to spread them further and as she did, she found herself locked in an embrace, pulled tightly against this soft mouth that laved her mons with attention, teasing her, barely touching her, dipping lower still to find the treasure they sought.
Anna was on her toes by now, grinding her hips, seeking more contact and she groaned as she felt her partner pull away, with a soft, low laugh. Giving no warning their hands found her ass, lifting her just a little, pressing her back against the wall and giving her what she wanted, what she craved. Her body spasmed in the darkness that trapped her and she struggled, wanting to hold out against the lips and tongue that drove her wild, wanting things to last and last.
She shot awake, gasping for air and half moaning as she sat up in bed, her throbbing pussy wet and aching. Her husband, awakened by his wife’s movements rolled over and looked at her. “That dream again?” She nodded and reached for him without a word.