he black rocky arms of our cove embrace the orange sun as it dips silently into the dark sea, the fading light shimmering off the rippling sea like a golden path leading to the end of the world.

Behind us, our beach fire is burning so bright that its dancing light on the cliff, is challenging the fading sun. After a while our fire will dwindle to a bed or coals where we will lay our shish kabobs to sizzle over the heat.

As we walk the waters edge we talk of the wonders of nature. The small waves are cool over our feet. On this warm summers night, there is no tang, in the air, of sea salt because of the warm offshore breeze. The Santa Anna flow has flattened the swells and warmed the sparkling surface.

The moon is up and the constellations are beginning to show. The memory of the sun is now only a distant glow across the dark sea. It is silent except for the quiet lapping of the small waves caressing our feet.

We now see stars around our feet, not reflected stars from above but glowing points of bioluminescence excited by our walking through the calm water. I am soon back from our fire with a clear plastic bag and a cup. We peal off each others remaining clothing in the warm night air and gently walk waist deep into the cool sea. You are swirling the surface with one hand and scooping up stars with the other. You pour the stars into the bag I hold open to you. Soon we have a clear bag of stars glowing between us. It is now dark as we draw close to each other pressing our tummies on each side of the bag. As you reach in and stir the stars, they light up like a swirling galaxy faintly lighting your face. Like the mother of creation gazing down on her universe. You are beautiful my love.

We pour our galaxy into the bigger sea and watch them swirl and fade. We stroke the sea with our hands like comets through the heavens, leaving trails of fading stars and dust where our hands pass. Faster and faster, the sea around us begins to glow. Our movements are splashing each other and soon we are purposely splashing stars on each other and watching them slide back into the glowing sea.

One star has settled on your breast. The warmth of your nipple is keeping it active. I gently dab a star from your shoulder and place it on your other nipple. Smile, the mother of creation is now a constellation herself.

We carefully remove these living points of light from each other. Then I lift and cradle you in my arms. Oh how wonderful you feel, my wholesome woman. I carry you back toward our now glowing bed of coals, then set you on your feet. I kneel to unwrap the shish kabobs and start thrusting the long rods into the sand leaning our savory meal to sizzle over the heat.

I feel your warming skin against my shoulder and turn to look. You are beautiful in the golden glow of the coals. Smooth skin with amber drops of the sea glistening before they dry. I warm my hands over the coals before ever so lightly sliding them up your sides bringing chills of pleasure. Above me, I see your nipples harden in the warm glow of our fire. Gently cares the fullness of your breasts before stroking down your sides to the flare of your feminine hips. Our pleasure is timeless. Untold generations have shared their love before us. Some of them, like us, on this same secluded beach.

My heart beats faster now and I smile in anticipation. I caress you with my soft beard as I kiss and taste the salt upon your skin. Then rub my beard down until I breath warm air through your mound of soft hair. You quiver and arch gently toward me as I inhale your scent. My heart quickens. It is pounding in my ears. As I rise, I lay my head against your chest and hear your heart beating for mine.

You grasp my strong shoulders and pull up. As I rise, you turn to face me, we kiss and then slowly pull together. First your firm nipples press through the soft hair to touch my chest, then we pull closer. Warm softness against firm masculinity. Ohhh, we gasp at our touch.

You are safe and desired in my arms as you push against me yearning to join our souls as one.

We turn, putting your cool damp back towards the fire as I slide my warm hands over your bare skin. Smile, I feel your little shudder of pleasure and feel your goose bumps rise as you snuggle into the warmth of my heart.

I cradle your back and tip my head down kissing you softly at first. Eventually I am kissing the sea salt from your neck as my hands glide down your smooth back to cup each cheek. I twist my hips just enough to bring one muscular thigh against you. Then with both hands lift and pull bringing you against me. You respond to the pleasure of pressure by arching back and pressing even more firmly.

Every muscle of my body is tightening, I am beginning to quiver in anticipation. I see your wholesome beauty, smell your wonderful scent, feel your heart pounding, hear your breath coming fast and feel your body straining to join with mine.

I sweep you up, enveloping you in my arms.