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“Lay down,” she says softly. “I want to tell you a story.”

“A story? Does it end with me inside you?”

“Just do it.”

So I lay out on the soft blanket and wait. She stands in the sand, with the ocean and starry sky as background. The moon has cast a light on her, and beads of water on golden skin shimmer in its glow. Her lovely arms and expressive hands raise, and she begins to hula. For me. Naked.

It is done slowly, with hands and hips expressing her message. The music she hears I hear. There is no embarrassment to be seen in such realness. It is like a crash of thunder to my heart. She makes the gesture for love, sending it to me. Kissing fingertips, touching heart, she offers it all. Speaking of heaven and earth. I have never seen this hula. Think it is an original. Hips sway in a quietly erotic dance. Turning around, the back is as good as the front view. The roll of torso and hips showcase the abilities she possesses. Feminine in the extreme. Fingers, arms, hips, all relating what she wants to say. It is the most moving gift of my life. Beyond tits and ass, into another realm of desire for the whole woman, in all her glory. I am taken.

She ends with one hand over the other, and a bow to me. Her smile lights the night more than the moon.

“If you were mine, I’d never let you go,” I say, reaching for her hand.

She sits next to me.

“But I am yours. I just tried telling you.”

I roll on top of her wet body. We fall into the first kiss. Then I pause and look in her eyes.

“I want to say something. Before your pussy scrambles my ability to speak. Before you think I am saying it because we’re fucking.”

Her eyes lock with mine and time stands still. I pause for a moment before letting the truth out.

“I love you, Leilani. Think it’s been forever.”

She takes in a breath and eyes glisten with emotion.

“I love you too, Alek.”

One tear spills onto her cheek, and I kiss it away.

“Why are you crying?”

“Because you’re my dream come true.”

Every cliché about love proves real. A thousand violins begin to play. The entire world condenses to a pinpoint, here in this one mystic spot. I’m not walking in this wonderland alone, where sky and earth are playground. Time to play amongst the stars.

The kiss is amazing. All that’s been waiting to be said is expressed with lips and tongues. Our hands through hair. Every sense flows into the others. I can’t get or give enough. The way she moves and sounds. The smell of her hair. Her unpredictable, unforgettable self pours into me becoming one symbiotic being in a wild dance. I have never been this man before.

She gets on top and lifts her hair. Clenching bountiful cheeks makes her pussy lips tighten. My dick is hard as steel waiting to be inside her but hoping she takes her sweet time teasing the way. Undulating back and forth like only a hula girl can, she rides. A finger is licked, then comes down and plays with the tip of me, making it wet. Oh God. I reach for erect nipples and roll them between my fingers. A moan.

She could ask me to stand on my head and whistle Beethoven’s Fifth right now and I’d do it. To say I am under a spell is to belittle spells. There are no right words. This is indescribably otherworldly. She thrills me says it best.

“Give me your cock, baby.”

I reach down and position myself against her lips. My breathing has become elevated, and her chest is rising too. She opens and guides me in.

“Easy now, big guy.”

That only makes it harder. But I slip in aided by her slick juices.

“Babe, you’re so wet. I fucking love it!” I say, lifting into her.

She squeezes me in response and makes me want to come right now.

“Fuckkkkk.”

I have to control this to last as long as it takes for her to come. Want the first one to be together. I flip us over.

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