Anna and Bert

 An anonymous account of a brand new summer love nederlands

It was a lovely summer’s day at sea. A gentle breeze caressed the day sailors’ young bodies. The ship’s smoothly rushing bow countered the rigging’s occasional hum. Flat out on the deck, Anna was dozing off under the towering sails’ shadows. Bert was at the wheel, but could not keep his eye on the horizon. She was like an angel, her heavenly body surrounded by rays of golden hair… the gentle rocking ship caused shadows to caress het lovely forms that shone softly with sweat and sunbathing oil… unknowingly, she allowed him a glance between her breasts, her navel winking at him in his wild imagination…

Closing his eyes in vein, he saw her body still depicted against the darkness of his eyelids. The wind blew harder until it became a fierce gale, his hands clutched the steering wheel as the ship went down in the darkness of his desire… he was swept overboard, but she was a beacon on the beach he was washed upon, finding safety between her widespread legs… he got lost in a landscape of soft forms, a wordless love song drifted on the scent of her sweet perfume… the swelling tide drove him into her arms, her lips were made to kiss and drink his breath… a new gale came up, heavier still… her thighs caressed his hips as she opened up, instantly he was caught in a wild stream, he lost hold of everything and fell into her endless deep… the swell swallowed him but he didn’t drown in the comfortingly warm twister that surrounded him: her kiss filled his lungs with love… and he regained conscience. To his relieve the ship was still afloat, but the steering wheel was hot as hell…

When he was released, he went to the foredeck. Rolling over, Anna looked at his beautiful, bronze torso, his shining muscles made him look like the ship’s figurehead. When he put his hand on a belaying pin, her imagination ran away with her. Her hips matched the gentle rocking of the ship, her breasts rolled on the deck… she hardly noticed her mouth opening up just a little… she turned over once again – too late: the wetness between her thighs made her blush. She stood up, trying to be invisible as she made her way into the cabin, flopping on a sofa just in time before a giant jerk caused her spine to curve.

Her body took way too long to recover. She shivered at the thought of somebody seeing her. Her hair was a mess, her bikinis had sagged and her thighs were soaking…

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Quietly she slipped into her cabin to change. But once she was naked the summer breeze came in through the window, caressing her all over, getting deep under her skin. She rolled on the bunk bed and again gave in to her desire. This time she was as relaxed as ever, time might as well stand still… the ship almost rocked her to sleep… for the first time in her life her hands found their way to the most precious parts of her body… until they finally came to rest between her thighs, leaving her in total wellness…

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Spreading her legs she dreamed far away… her body drifted weightlessly in the universe where she was not alone… towering above her he flowed into her… he was everywhere inside her, she was everywhere around him… he was tender and wild, she was weightless but oh so tangible… she moved in his rhythm, he floated on her waves… a storm came up, hot flames surrounded her, caused by a swirling tornado inside her underbelly… but he was with her, easing the raging storm until she drifted away on a summer breeze towards the rising sun… she welcomed the sparkling rays that he kept giving and giving until they completely filled her body… “Oh Bert…” she sighed, “oh, Bert… oh…”

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“Anna! Where are you?” Bert’s voice rang out suddenly, right next to the cabin door. “In here!” she replied, sounding just a little too excited, “I erm… I got dizzy from the heat. I’ll be right back.” She licked her fingers, slipped into her silk shirt and G-string and went back on deck, trying to be invisible – only to run straight into Bert. “Hi Anna, are you okay?” he asked.

“Yes, I am,” she smiled, “hot, ain’t it?” She quickly walked on, incapable of repressing a steaming blush.

The rest of the day neither of them dared to address the other. But at the gangway they couldn’t bring themselves to saying goodbye. After air-kissing each other their eyes kept meeting, both of them giggling shyly… only when there were just the two of them left did Anna venture to invite Bert: “Want to see my… place?”

He just nodded.

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The old town lazily drifts into the summer evening. Charter barges In their docks take a well-deserved rest from another day of sailing, some passengers being more experienced than others but all of them looking back at the experience with pride.

Anna and Bert stroll along the deserted streets, their heads still zinging with the day’s excitement. You can tell from their quick and frequent glances that each of them is up to something…

Anna feels reborn, her underbelly glowing as for the first time she realizes her femininity. She feels pretty at Bert’s quick glances, as if he were an artist and she were the model. Her tight jeans caress her legs at every step she takes, her G-string creeping between her hot cheeks… the evening breeze brings back memories of what happened this afternoon… closing her eyes in joy she remembers not wearing a bra… her silk shirt caresses her nipples, her warm breasts seem to grow by the minute… turning red she wonders if he notices…

She leads him into a small alley. Her golden hair glows in the dusk, her soft voice ringing like crystal bells. Bert also senses the electricity between them when she smiles at him over her shoulder, hypnotizing him with her clear blue eyes… her swaying hips, her shining lips, oh she’s so pretty… her clothes seem to vanish, shamelessly revealing her nakedness… his underbelly relaxes as he observes her breasts, making him completely lose his mind like a fairy dancing in the haze…

Turning one last corner she halts at the front door of a mansion oozing history. “Coming?…” she whispers. When the door closes behind them she takes Bert in her arms.  “Oh Bert…” she sighs, “What is this? I feel so strange… do you feel the same?”

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“I think I do…” he replies. She hushes: “Don’t… don’t think… feel… just feel… with your heart… with your body… all of your body…” she pushes him against the atrium wall, he feels her body heat through her clothes as she tenderly kisses his lips, whispering. “Let’s go to bed… come on… I want to sleep with you…” she pants, her perfume makes him definitively lose his mind… they give in to their embrace, their French kiss flashes around the staircase… Bert’s hands get lost between Anna’s lean and luscious forms… oh, those magic hands of his… big and strong but gentle and sensitive… and there seem to be so many of them! Anna’s body desperately begs to be touched, caressed all over, she longs to be naked and pure… but just when he finally finds her breasts she frees herself and leads the way up the stairs.

In the staircase dusk Anna’s rear seems to be accentuated by her tight jeans. She looks back down at Bert, slowly dropping her coat. As he steps over it, his heart skips a beat when she takes off her pullover in one gracious move. She winks and blinks, licks her loosely open lips… swaying her hips she opens her flies, her fingernails twinkling in the dark as they follow her jeans dropping at her feet. Unhampered by her G-string her shining cheeks dance right above his face, he keeps losing more and more of his mind… she turns to him with a gracious sway of her legs, her nipples peeking through her thin silk shirt that fits tightly around her perfect breasts… towering above him she keeps swaying her hips as her navel winks seductively at him… she lifts her arms, her hands drag her golden hair as she whispers: “Your turn…”

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In his excitement Bert doesn’t notice his clothes dropping from his body like autumn leaves. Did he undress himself? Or did she? He can’t remember. But what the heck, Anna is his world, his universe, she is everything to him, the only one…

She turns and turns, making her breast wiggle under her fragile shirt… Anna feels prettier by the minute, this is so lovely… winking at Bert she blows kiss after kiss… but when he tries to slip his hands under her shirt she turns away and climbs on. Bert can do nothing but follow on the seemingly endless stairs. He keeps climbing and climbing but she is always one step ahead… the sweet torment of her inaccessibility turns him on, until finally he grabs her G-string and tears it from her. She screams and drops before him with widespread legs. Moaning, she grabs and grabs the golden fleece between her thighs, tossing and turning as if her orgasm is imminent… her lips fall open, she sticks out her tongue and caresses herself, groaning: “Like me? Getting horny?”

Kneeling between her feet he points his pumping erection at her as her breasts’ perfume makes him crazy… “Do I turn you on? Am I good to you?” she winks and blinks, licks her red shining lips… “Come on, take me… come on… I give in… I give up… come on…”

She moans as she folds her long legs lazily around him… and finally, finally he gives in to her irresistable body. Her warm, humid sighs caress his face… lifting her arms graciously she allows him to let her shirt fly and squeeze her diamond-nippled breasts… his love dagger slides between her widespread thighs that caress his hips, the first little sprays of cum jump at her underbelly and into her navel… he grabs her thighs, ready to enter – but she grabs his erection in turn and starts to squeeze it with both hands, whispering: “Hold it… hold it just a little longer… let me sex you up a little more, honey… nice and slow… oh, so nice and slow… feel how nice this is?” her nudity sways right before his eyes, her dancing brests wave a fresh perfume into his face… she groans like a predator, he cannot escape even if he tries, oh he wants her, he wants her… but he is incapable of taking her…

She gets wilder and wilder: “Want me? Want me? Come on, spray me all over… yeah baby, spray me all over…” Anna’s hips jerk incontrollably, she is feeling a new sensation when her folds open up… her spine arches, her golden hair caresses her shoulders, neck, back and breasts, her nipples sparkle… she winks and licks her shining red lips as for the first time she feels truly alive. Am I horny? she wonders, is this okay? She desperately longs for it, all of her body makes nothing but sense… Bert is so sweet, she enjoys the way he admires her beauty… she wants to dance, be his naked ballerina, flying weightlessly around him as the moonlight shines through the window… “Oh, darling… I’m so horny…” she moans as Bert caresses her with his eyes… bending backwards from his love dagger she sways her long, streamlined legs graciously around him, her toe nails glisten, her skin is like silk… all he can do is dance with her, between her tender playful fingertips his erection is just her wand that forever ties him to her… and just when she starts to ride it a fountain of cum sprays all over her. She screams laughingly, taking a shower in the soft foam. Sighing and moaning she totally soaps her body, pole-dancing around him, swaying and jerking her hips, bending and stretching, tossing and turning under the fountain while Bert in his endless orgasm can do nothing but let her go free…

Anna gets more and more excited as her body enjoys dancing like never before… but Bert is equally overwhelmed by a completely new experience. He was never really into intimacy but the way Anna confides in him makes him feel perfectly at home. Totally submerged in her nude ballet, she hides nothing from him, winks at him, invites him, seduces him, never holding back… her swirling fingertips lead his hands through thick, foamy cum that covers her skin… “Come on…” she gasps, “why don’t you join me…” his hands follow her twists and turns as she lets him play with her forms and lures him into the realm of her most precious parts… until she suddenly slides on his lap.

Almost immobile as they drown in each other’s eyes, their breath moves their bodies up and down… time seems to stand still… Anna’s nipples almost touch Bert´s… her perfume whirls around him, gets into his lungs… he listens to her breathing, almost tastes her sweat mixed with the flavour of love balm… all of Anna´s body glows as if moonlight radiates her from within… her shining lips taste like cherries, her tongue tastes like honey, she enjoys the itch of her sparkling nipples, fingernails, toe nails… big drops of love balm find their way across her goosebumps all the way down to spots where she has never been touched before… her golden hair swirls around her like a bridal veil…

They take a deep, simultaneous breath which makes Anna´s body wave graciously, Bert´s hips following every move, their underbellies moving as one… his love dagger slowly goes up and down, occasionally squirting between patches of golden hair… Anna´s fingertips caress the warm, soft head as Bert reaches for her underbelly… their navels want to kiss as their fingers playfully meet… another deep simultaneous sigh… and next moment their bodies get unloosenably entangled, their lips squirting softly as they melt together in a French kiss.. down below Anna feels wet and warm as Bert caresses her between the cheeks… gasping hypnotizingly they spread love balm all over each other, the touch of her body makes him madly horny as she bathes in his building orgasm… “Oh, Anna… Anna…” he moans, she joins him “Oh, Bert… oh Bert… fill me… fill me… fuck me… fuck me…” they drown in in another French kiss as he grabs her cheeks, her thighs slide up and down his hips, she crosses her legs behind him… their rhythm accelerates, slows down again in love´s eternal tide… and then his pumping, jumping love dagger slowly, tenderly enters her deep femininity, filling her thirsty underbelly with his creamy foam of love.

Bert reluctantly lets go of her gasping mouth as her head bends backwards. Pushing her breasts in his face she moans: “Oh honey… oh darling… fuck me… fuck me…” she catches his hip jerks with her sparkling folds sliding up and down the soft, warm form that fills her as he gets wilder and wilder, even his balls slip inside and he just keeps coming…

If only she could have a tongue down there, to lick him, taste his love foam as it fills her entire body like blood… she gives in to her orgasm, gasping, moaning, screaming for more, harder, deeper, faster, wilder! Her spine arches as she throws him about, he rides her furiously, her golden hair swirls around her tossing body, he softly bites her neck, the staircase resounds with her longing cries… greasy foam covers their squirting thighs, he pushes and pushes and pushes, she swallows and swallows and swallows his growing love dagger that fills her up to her throat, her mouth runs over as his loving hands caress the most intimate parts of her foaming body… he is truly a love artist, making her breasts balloon for joy, his tongue plays around her electric nipples, then makes its way up her soft, foamy forms… her neck is a one way track to a fresh French kiss… their gasps gust in the staircase that steadily fills up with cum, gradually drowning them. The evening darkens the staircase window as the young couple’s cries soar like fireworks in the night.. the old house is filled up with love foam and is finally covered in a star-spangled veil…

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The staircase is still covered in foam when Bert wakes up. His body feels sticky. “Where are we…?” he asks, absently. “Do you really want to know?” Anna replies, whispering: “I don’t… I want you… all of you…” he opens his eyes to her nudity, towering above him as if she drifts in an aura of morning light. She stretches gracefully as her intimate parts are caressed by fresh rays of sunlight… her fingertips follow each curve of her warm body, her golden hair swirls around her like angel wings… she seems to fly, making love to a bright shining lover…

“Oh, Bert…” she sighs, “I do solemnly declare I’ll never wear anything again… I’ll stay naked forever… oh… oh…” she moans as the sun kisses her folds, warming her underbelly. She licks her lips as they open up slightly… reaching between her thighs she feels her folds relax… a warm stream of light enters her body, totally filling her up from her golden fleece up to her neck… another sigh makes her brerasts swell, waving through her belly, hips and legs… the scent of love emerges from her winking navel, making his love dagger grow… he realizes being naked but feels no shame. Nor does Anna as she is turned on by his admiring looks, hypnotizing him with her semi-closed eyes she spreads her thighs and groans: “Take me… take me…”

His love dagger jumps to attention as he mounts the stairs, but her fingertips lead his face between her legs. “Lick me… lick me…” she gasps, “come on, make me mad… mad as can be… with your tongue… that lovely tongue of yours… oh!” another jerk makes her body wave, her moistening folds reach for a kiss… Anna’s seductive gasps seem to resound inside her as Bert almost involuntarily sticks out his tongue, smelling her proximity… her golden fleece tickles his face as Anna runs her fingers through his hair… holding her thighs he gently closes in on her… “Lick me… lick me…” she whispers, he licks and licks… Anna’s folds taste like a cocktail of juicy tropical fruit topped by lots of melting cream… revealing the deepest secrets of her femininity her body waves and waves to his rhythm, her fleece caressing his face… his tongue reaches into her, twisting, sliding in and out as Anna totally surrenders. His caress turns on her legs and cheeks, his fingers run through her fleece… a crazy feeling, a lovely madness makes her body sing out loud. Her breasts grow to the size of balloons, or melons, deliciously forbidden fruit for both of them to enjoy… “Oh Bert…” she begs him, “go on, go on, oh please go on… don’t stop, don’t stop, never ever again… let’s keep in touch forever…” groaning from her deepest self she feels her body waking up to the fresh morning light of femininity, relaxing to Bert’s gently rocking rhythm that makes her cum more wildly than she could ever have imagined. Her orgasm is an instoppable flood springing from her deepest, darkest roots, glowing, sparkling, resounding right through her body and out into the universe, streaming down her forms. She feels reborn, a new star in heaven, brighter than any other…

Bert enjoys his view across Anna’s navel, her dancing breasts, her swaying arms and jerking head as she desperately gives in to her pleasure and lust… screaming out loud with her eyes closed and her mouth wide open, squeezing her breasts she sticks out her tongue that looks as if it is an extension to his own, their bodies seem to melt together as one, connected by his love dagger that seems to reach from his thighs right up to her neck… creamy foam is springing richly from deep inside Bert’s underbelly, unstoppable as Anna keeps going on and on making him crazy, taking possession of his love dagger that moves faster and faster up and down and round and round, time and time again… both of their orgasms flow together as one, there is absolutely no way back… Anna’s dance gets wilder en wilder, the magic rhythm of her screaming makes the staircase explode as her juices stream down Bert’s face… and then, finally, she jumps off him and races up the stairs, both hands between her squirting thighs.

Bert gets up, gasping, and runs after her as fast as his foaming legs allow. “Anna! Anna!” he calls, and there she is, sitting on the top step spreading her legs to stop him. “Hi, honey…” she whispers and blows him a kiss, “did you like it?”

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She arches her spine and winks at him with semi-closed eyes. “Feels like heaven…” Bert gasps, “oh Anna, you’re so pretty…  a true blessing…” he wants to kneel down on the step below her, but she lies down, her arms stretched graciously along her head. “My turn…” she whispers, licking her lips that shine in the morning sun, forming a deep red hole in which she could easily swallow his love dagger… her body waves, dances, twists and turns as seductively as ever… he kneels down over her as she gently takes his love dagger in her hands, never letting go. Once again she licks her lips, he sits on her face instantly filling her mouth with his orgasm. She moans as she enjoys the foamy orgy, her body rolling from side to side in the golden aura of her hair… her tongue feels soft, warm, lean and long, oh so long… licking his balls she jerks for joy as his love dagger enters her throat, twisting and turning to the rhythm of Bert´s moves… her caressing tongue makes his balls wiggle and oh, he keeps on coming… as he pushes his love dagger down her throat she starts to wrestle but not trying to escape, oh no… she gets horny as she swallows it, balls and all… her face turns irrecognizable as it is covered in sticky foam, her lips and tongue slide up and down his love dagger, her groaning resounding in his underbelly which keeps him coming endlessly, one orgasm after the other…

Drowning in a pool of lust, Anna enjoys the sweet, warm orgy of Bert’s orgasm filling her time and time again, he keeps on cumming every time she moans in greed… she caresses the full length of his love dagger with her fingertips, her lips sliding up and down like cherry jelly… her honey tongue dances around the soft, flexible head that just keeps oozing…  his balls are the fruit in a cocktail, its foamy drips caress her face as her hands swirl around to spread it all over her body… she imagines they are his hands, his fingertips, all of them… in her dreams she is the main course of a banquet, Bert being the master chef. She shivers as she imagines his tongue slowly, slowly working its way all over her body, dancing around her nipples, her navel, her folds… she feels like screaming when she cums, but all she can do is groan, he doesn’t seem to listen and oh, she cums again, again and again… until in her dreams his tongue climbs her neck and finally reaches her lips where it meets hers, comfortingly embracing her in a time-stopping kiss…

Embracing Bert’s hips Anna drifts away into her dream world, her tongue pole-dancing around his oozing love dagger, her golden hair caressing his thighs and underbelly… carrying her head in his big, careful hands he violently pours one foamy gulp after the other into her insatiably gasping mouth…

Meanwhile, crawling around the floor in his orgasmic drunkenness, he spots a door opposite the staircase. Could it be the bedroom she wanted him to sleep with her in? Or is there yet another surprise in store? The freshly polished handle promises something special…

“Bath is ready…” Anna whispers. Still foamy and sticky, she must have freed herself from his grip somehow. As he gets up her weightless embrace slides around him again. After drowning him in another French kiss, Anna smiles mysteriously “Coming…?”

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Pacing gracefully and athletically she leads the way, looking over her schoulder, a pink towel swaying just above her rear, hypnotizing Bert as she dances right before his eyes like a fairy… her fingernails sparkle as her hand folds graciously around the handle, making Bert’s love dagger grow… as the door slowly opens, he barely believes his eyes: Anna’s bathroom is nothing short of paradise. Large foamy hand mobs drift around a blue lagoon framed by lazily waving palm trees, a dome revealing the sky, allowing the sun to shine above the ocean.

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Anna turns to Bert, spreading her arms as her towel only covers one of her breasts. “Well?” she smiles at dumbfounded Bert who just admires her beauty that seems to be made for paradise. She approaches, hips swaying, navel winking, eyes hypnotizing… a faint air causes her pefume to caress Bert’s body, a soft melody comes fome afar… her lips shine as she hums along and gets lost in a wonderful nude dance… lifting her arms she spreads her thighs invitingly and closes in on him… paralized by her perfume he feels his love dagger sparkle… he takes her in his arms… just as her moist body heat flows around him she drops her towel… and swallows him in a French kiss that lasts for hours…

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Anna has been in this room often enough, but now it seems all new to her. Hot sand creaps between her toes as she strolls on to a little beach. Again the summer sun caresses her warm, sparkling skin, nipples, lips, finger and toe nails. She is overwhelmed by a strange drunkenness, she feels beautifully naked and in love… she wants to dance, make love to the sun, to the sea, to the wind and to Bert… “Oh, Bert…” she sighs as she walks into the water, “the water is lovely… warm and soft… foamy…” she picks up one of the big sponges that float on the water and slowly moves it over her waving body, foamy drips lushly wetting her forms… closing her eyes she feels how they caress her most precious parts, her lips open up loosely as she softly moans: “Oh, Bert… oh, Bert…” then she wakes up again and looks over her shoulder: “Coming?…” she smiles, “Want to get soapy with me?… Come… you can touch me everywhere… my breasts… my rear… everywhere… all of my body… from head… to… toe…” she pants, putting a spell on him with her shining breasts, foam dripping off her nipples… he drifts in the blue sky of her eyes, blown away by her kiss…

Bert has wandered into the water without even noticing. Anna holds the dripping sponge up high as she wades towards him. He watches the wet foam dripping down her lovely body, touching her most intimate parts… sliding down his broad shoulders as she embraces him. Both of them are covered in foam, the whispering, nibbling, caressing water reaches up to their knees… Anna feels it rise up along her legs as Bert grabs her rear and they kneel down into the pool. She gets turned on by the sweet caress of her thighs, her hips start to move… when the water reches her folds she is unable to control a wonderful hip jerk. She rubs Bert’s body up and down with the foamy sponge, along his back, across his chest, between his legs… his love dagger sparkles, stretches out towards Anna’s drenched folds… she gently wraps her soft hands around it, licking her lips while she tenderly caresses his balls… he picks up the sponge and starts to cover her forms in dripping foam… oh she is so beautiful, her odeur really turns him on, it makes him fall deeply in love, she gets prettier by the minute now that she kneels down before him, blowing kisses with her wet lips, she is all wet, her body shines and drips with foam, all those lovely forms are up for grabs, so pure and immaculate, begging to be explored by his yearning fingertips…

Anna smiles back lovingly at Bert’s admiring stare, her body waking up once again from girly slumber, gracefully surrendering to his caress… the freshness of the bath combined with Anna’s perfume turns him on more and more, her foamy, waving body fills his embrace, her moans and sighs are music to his ears… her wet skin is like silk to his fingertips, her forms give in to his touch, she invites him into her most intimate nearness… tenderly embracing him she kisses him softly, whispering: “Oh Bert… my sweetheart… am I good to you?… Do I turn you on?… Want to fuck me?… Right here, in the bath?… Come on… take me… I surrender… completely… I long for you…” she moans as she folds her legs loosely around his waist… his love dagger slides slowly between her waiting folds, she arches her spine and rubs her wet breasts into his face. Even his balls slide smoothly inside her…

“Fuck me… fuck me, oh please, fuck me…” she begs as they drift weightlessly on the foamy swell that caresses their bodies, tipping over and over in their clinging embrace. Their French kiss makes all kinds of juicy sounds interspersed with horny gasps… leaning on Bert’s shoulders Anna rides him furiously, her golden hair whirling around, her rear squirting in his grasping hands. Deep inside her even her breasts make way for his love dagger slipping and sliding up and down, oozing cum that seems to top her throat, she dances waving up and down, up and down, faster and faster, closing her eyes, blindly trusting her stallion that knows the way through a stormy Maze of Eden her young heart has wandered off to… screaming with her tongue sticked out she urges him to splash through the wild ocean of life in a hurricane that blows both of them towards an invisible horizon, his big hands squeeze her rear, her folds glow as they slide up and down his love dagger, his balls dance inside her underbelly as a fresh orgasm makes her body wave… she lets him go free, arms up she rides him, arching her spine so her breasts bounce higher and higher… Bert licks her dripping nipples, making her cum time and time again like he does, gulp after gulp… groaning deeply they almost drown in the cum flood that foams around them; actually their aim was to wash it off but this sex bath is too lovely to ingore…

Every now and then Bert’s face dips into the water, whereupon Anna’s kiss of life rescues him as their wild ride continues, their tight embrace sinking deeper and deeper… thinking he is fainting, Bert is surprised by the most wonderful water world he ever saw. Whale song comes fom afar as he floats on a massive, soft coral bed, heart shaped, covered by a sea shell that waves lazily in the current. Drifting away in dreams Bert realizes this is what Anna meant when she wanted to sleep with him… oh, Anna… he imagines her lying flat out on the pink matress, spreading her legs as her lips blow kisses of breath into his lungs, winking with her hypnotizing eyes, swaying her hips, arching her spine bidding him welcome in her bedroom… rising weightlessly to her feet her nude dance is floodlighted by the bed stage lights as she sings at him, putting her spell on him… until he wakes up, realizing he is alone once again…

What kind of creature is she, where does she come from? Is she really what she seems to be, the love of his life? And what about him, will he ever be able to live on land? Or is all of this just a dream, a lovely dream but still… just an ilusion?

He hears new music, no whale song but a completely new harmony whirling aroun him… he can’t resist singing along, completely ignoring the fact that he is under water. Kneeling on the bed he looks around, seeing nothing but a coral forest in every possible and impossible colour and shape. All kinds of fish swim around in large shoals. Bert shivers as they nibble off remains of love foam as if Anna’s lips have multiplied massively…

Now they start singing… the music does come from all those tiny mouths, dazzling Bert with its whirling sound effect that coincides with itchy nibbling as they seem to laugh at his tosses and turns that only seem to urge them on, he almost cums as they find his love dagger…

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“Like it, honey…?” Anna’s whispering voice resounds everywhere. Bert looks up to find her whirling around the coral bed, shrouded in a cloud of fish, each of them singing and nibbling her most precious parts, conducted by her graceful arms… she dances weightlessly, doing pirouettes and saltos like an acrobat while singing a solo part to the fish chorus Her golden hair blends with the coral where something of a water organ plays along with a harp, trumpets and flutes… Anna brings all of the underwater world to life, she is the source of a fairy world Bert never wants to be released from again…

He is absorbed in the fish shoal that gradually merges with the one dancing around Anna. “Come along, honey…” she sings, “Let’s go to bed…” He cannot, will not resist being lured into the deep secrets only she knows…

Anna is completely happy. Her weightless body sparkles all over, the fish indulging her senses, crawling through her hair, nibbling her lips, dancing around her nipples and navel, even between her rear cheeks as they follow her gentle swimming movements…  when she spreads her thighs they almost touch her femininity, causing her underbelly to open up… an erotic vision makes her hips jerk, her semi-closed lips let her tongue slip out… her folds smile as they kiss her fingertips… her breasts balloon to juicy fruits, her nipples sparkle like gems as she starts breathing faster… oh Bert, she sings in her dream, go on, please go on, I beg you… don’t ever stop… make me crazy for joy, quenche my insatiable lust… let me die in ecstacy, drown in love… I want to sink in your arms, explode in an eternal orgasm…

Bert notices her secret pleasure as her ecstatic song whirls hallucinatingly around him, he observes her semi-closed-lips as she caresses herself all over, his eyes hardly succeed in tracing her dance as they try to follow her wandering fingertips… turning on her back she gasps as she reaches between her jerking thighs, squeezes her breasts, twists her nipples… her golden hair is like fire around her lazily enchanting movements as her body slowly descends on the heart-shaped coral bed. Bert is placed between her widespread thighs by the fish, his love dagger longingly stretched out towards her… her folds open up as she takes it between her fingertips… he sinks into her, bubbling pants leave her wide open mouth as she licks her shining lips… her breasts follow the rhythm of her swaying hips… slowly she leads him inside, then stretches her arms alongside her head… her folds caress his love dagger, sucking it in way down deep… his orgasm flows into her ultimate femininity as her navel winks, her lips shine as they reach for his, sticking out her tongue, smiling… her kiss tastes like cherry jam… he kneads her rear cheeks as she arches her spine, folding her legs around him, her folds swallowing his balls… his face dipped between her breasts, his tongue licks the soft roundings… she tosses and turns as their love dance becomes wilder, his dagger reaches up to her neck as he gets hornier, his pushes and pulls infuriate her as they ride each other, her breath is his breath, her ecstacy is his ecstacy as they become one in wild tenderness… their moaning harmonizes with the underwater symphony still resounding… pushing and pulling they bounce up and down on the bed, her squirts and fumes cover them in a mist as their exploding orgasm perfectly matches the underwater world crescendo, the fish closing a silver curtain around the bed as the love dagger unites the couple in ecstacy, cumming simultaneously, time and tome again… their endless, horny kiss makes them melt into one blob of love oil, their orgasm everlasting even when time stands still…

THE END

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