This is taken pretty much intact from my IRC Log of the night I've corrected

most spelling and typo errors. /me looks around for the typo fairy.

 

Picture this: a hot, humid, tropical, white sand beach you lie on a
large beach towel in the shade of a palm tree. You look up and turn
your head and that is when you see HIM.

He is sitting a few feet away, but even from this distance, you can
make out the hard-sculpted features of his back and chest.  While you
are looking at him, he turns his head and you are caught in his
piercing blue eyes. You sit enthralled as he stands up and begins to
walk towards you.  You can't help but notice that he fills out his
black shorts in _just_ the right places, as he stops to pick up his
beach towel.

As he reaches you he says, "Do you mind if I sit next to you?" in a
silken voice that begins to turn your insides to mush. You manage to
say, "Umm, no I don't mind."

You take this chance to admire in detail the chiseled features of his
body. The rippling of his back as he spreads out his towel, the flexing
of his ass under his shorts.  As he begins to stretch out next to you,
you try not to moan.

He turns to you, "Um, look I know that this is a bit forward but could
you rub some sunscreen on me?"

You take the sunscreen from him you can't help but notice the firmness
of his hand you wonder what they would feel like caressing your body.
You put a little of the cream into the palm of your hand letting it
warm a bit before beginning on that broad muscled back.

Your hands move with a volition of their own, caressing and kneading
the muscles willing them to relax. Your hands begin to move lower, down
that back.  As your hands reach the waistband of his shorts, you pause,
unsure, how far you should go. He seems to sense your hesitation and
rolls over, catching your wrists, he says, "Care to give my chest the
same treatment?"

You answer, "I normally don't do things like this."

He says, "Me either, but something about here and now just feels right
can you feel it?"

"Yes I can," you say your eyes meet with the now sapphire blue eyes.
You begin to caress his chest. Your hands memorizing every inch of it,
rubbing the cream up and down his arms as well.

Your hands begin to caress his nipples raising them to hard buds.
His hands clasp around your wrists, extending them out, gravity forcing
you to lean in.  The ocean breeze caresses your hair. When gravity ends
your journey downwards, you find yourself stretched out over his hard,
taunt body.  Your hands have come to rest framing his face. As you look
into each other's eyes seeking and giving permission for what is about
to happen. Your lips meet. The first kiss is gentle, tender even.

Then growing in intensity, and passion, your lips part, tongues seek
the heat of the others mouths. His hands begin to caress your back.
You don't remember how but your bikini top has been removed. (Who cares
for those details right?) His mouth moves down tracing paths of fire
along your skin. You open your eyes and find him above you now. Kissing
and teasing your flesh. He reaches your breasts he circles the nipple
and draws it into his mouth.  Your back arches urging him on. He pulls
your body closer to his you can feel his hardness.


The End

Note from Mel: I'm sorry to have left you hanging at that point but I can't really

write sex scenes they never turn out right. So I'll let your imaginations take over. 

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