The Island

This is it. He is about to walk through that door. The man of my dreams. 1

I'm standing in the middle of my room, waiting for him to come. My door creeps slowly open, and there he is. His blonde highlights glisten as the sun peers through my window. 2

He walks over and kisses me. It's the most passionate kiss ever experienced. Neither of us says a word. I slide my hands up his chest and over his shoulders interlocking my fingers around his neck. I stare into his beautiful, yet manly, brown eyes. He wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me closer. 3

I rest my head on his shoulder. As we stand, just holding each other, savoring the moment, the last rays of sun disappear from my room. The only thing that can be heard is our nervous breath, heaving from our chests. 4

I think back, remembering when we first met. He added me on facebook, then msn. We chatted for hours on end, learning every small detail about each other. He told me he loved me, said he needed me with him. I was only 14, he was 19. I knew I felt the same way, but it wouldn't work. We created the island. A place we could go to be with each other. No laws. No one but us. The island. Our island. 5

I giggle as I slide his shirt over his head. Remembering we once said that the wild island winds blew all our clothes away. He kisses me as he runs his hands up, under my shirt and unclips my bra. I take a step back, and amaze him with my talent of taking my bra off without my shirt. We laugh. He walks to me. Places his big hand on my face and stars into my eyes.6

He takes my shirt off. He slides his hands around my waist and down to my bottom, pulling us close. I feel my breast push up against his chest. I bring my hands forward and start to unbutton his jeans. He does the same. I laugh. He's wearing the G-String I bought him for his birthday. He blushes and laughs too.7

Soon we are both standing in my room, naked. Holding each other. I take my hands away and walk to my bead. I lie down and stare into his eyes, calling him to come, but without noise.8

He leans over me and kisses me softly whispering in my ear, are you ready. I slide my hands around to his back as he kisses me more passionately. I can feel his groin press to mine as he kisses down my neck. I sigh with passion and moan softly as his lips get nearer and nearer to my breasts.9

He teases my nipples with his tongue. I feel them hardening. I run my fingers through his soft, silky hair. He looks up at me before kissing down between my breasts and past my bellybutton. 10

He runs the tip of his tongue along my slit, and then searches for my clitoris. I take a deep breath as he starts the play with it. He looks up with a cheeky smile, then goes back and licks more furiously. I moan with pleasure as I feel him rubbing my clitoris with his moist tongue. 11

He slides a finger inside of me as he continues to lick. I lean my head back and relax as he takes me to places of pure pleasure. He smiles then inserts another finger. I take another large breath as I feel him going into me. My muscles contract a little, he notices and starts to rub my inner walls. I feel his tongue on my clit and his fingers inside and my whole body starts to tingle. 12

TO BE CONTINUED...