It's a warm summer night and it's just the two of us. No kids for ten days. I'm wearing my long green skirt and a white tank top. Nothing else. A perfect night for a walk on the beach. There's a bright moon and plenty of stars. Neither one of us has to be anywhere in the morning.

"How about we pack up some cheese, crackers, and wine and go to Black's Beach?" I suggest. You agree readily enough.

We park the car and get out sweaters, wood, food and a blanket. I wanted a bonfire picnic. I decide to be romantic, you indulge me. I start feeding you cheese, with your head in my lap. I make a silly comment about grapes and palm leaves. One hand feeds you and the other begins to caress your chest through your T-shirt. I pinch your nipples, trying to get a reaction. Then I let my hand wander across your belly. I slide my hand under your shirt. You breathe in sharply, my hands are cold. I run my fingers lightly over your skin, creating goosebumps.

I've become so engrossed in touching you that I've stopped feeding you. You raise your head a little to nip at my left breast. My nipple hardens immediately. You continue to nip at it through my shirt.... I reach under the waistband of your pants and run my fingers through your pubic hair. So nice of you to not put on underwear after our afternoon romp.

I tease your flesh, running my fingers around your thighs and pubic bone, lightly touching your sac, squeezing gently. I lean down to kiss your forehead, your eyes, nibble at your ears, lick and nibble down your throat....

You begin to suck more energetically on my breast, causing me to stop my ministrations, moaning softly.

Damn, I hate it when you distract me like that!

I try to unbutton your pants, but you stop me. Grabbing my hand, you slip it under my shirt. You lift my hand to raise my top as you slip your head under it. Your warm tongue is a shock, then an intense pleasure. I feel myself getting wet. I need to arouse you, too. I arch my back. You reach behind me to hold me up and I dart my hand into your pants, squeezing your cock urgently.

I notice another couple walking along the beach and decide to be daring, instead of demure. I unbutton your pants, lean down, and begin licking the head of your penis. Light, feathery licks, till your head lifts and I suck it deeply, greedily into my mouth. I roll my tongue around it, tasting every side. Your head falls away from my breast as you moan in pleasure. I squirm around until your head falls onto the blanket, then I throw one leg over your chest, straddling you.

I suck your head deeper, pushing my tongue against your cock, raising it to rub against the roof of my mouth. I tease you, letting your head reach my throat, but never sucking hard enough to deep throat you.

The couple is closer now, close enough that they can see us in the firelight. I slowly pull my mouth away... and take hold of the base, creating a cockring with my fingers. I lick and blow on you until the head is purple and swollen. I run my tongue over your now super-sensitive cock.