Blue Fire
The ocean currents swirled like the torrent of desire in Wolf's head as he watched his beloved Virginia run to the ocean's edge like an eager child. She looked so primevil, yet innocent in her nakedness. His own nakedness rose in response as he followed her, mesmerized at the way the moon's glow danced off her body and the water as she threw a handful of it into the tropical night air. The light was a fire, a magic fire.
He joined her underwater, their circling, dancing figures so aglow with the blue light that they were almost featureless. When they arose to break above the surface, Virginia's body swept up against Wolf's, her back and head arching before gravity pulled her back down into his embrace. His eyes had gone bright green with intense desire, the full moon only maginifying the effect. "Virginiaaaaaa..." he half whispered, half growled. Not taking his eyes off her, he put one arm under her knees and carried her to the edge of the beach, even more aroused at the way the water glistened on her pale skin. He struggled for self control. He wanted this moment to be perfect for both of them.
His eyes dialated in time to the throbbing of his swollen penis as Wolf reached up lovingly and gently for Virginia's hands to lace them with his own. His hot mouth revealed his intense desire as he covered hers in an entwining kiss. He squeezed her smaller hands in unconscious exitement, but was careful not to hurt her. He leaned up to gaze down on her, his tongue licking his lips slowly, still tasting her kiss.
"I didn't think it could get any better...but it is." Virginia breathed as she placed her hands along Wolf's silver ridge crest that ran from the base of his skull to his twitching tail. She rubbed the base of his tail slowly as she would his penis. Wolf groaned and arched his head back with his eyes closed. His penis brushed against her pubic hair and teased her firey opening, pre-orgasmic fluid already dripping from it's dark head in urgent need. He kissed her more urgently, then slid his mouth down to lick both her hardening nipples with seductive sighs mixed with wolfish whimpers. Virginia's grasp was more demanding as she clutched at his hair, her fingers kneading his head. The water slid just as seductively under her butt as the tide went in and out, teasing her opening from beneath as Wolf's member rubbed against her from the top. One final kiss and he slid it in her slowly, gently, but with increasing lust. Her female muscles embraced it as a drowning victim clings to her rescuer. Her vagina was a wound only his penis could staunch. She gasped at the feel of him filling her. With a deep, long growl that almost sounded like a song, Wolf began his primal thrusting, slowly pulling himself halfway out of her, then fully in to the hilt. He knew just how she liked it, this dance. He rose up so the base of his penis was angled to rub her clitoris just right on the downward stroke, which he knew drove her crazy. Her increasing whimpers confirmed this, whimpers that turned to cat-like moans with every stroke. Her legs came up further around his pumping back, her toes curled around his ass and her fingers dug into the flesh on his back, but that only seemed to exite him more. With one final growl, Wolf released himself into her at the same time Virginia's body surrendered to his with contractions that echoed the ocean pounding on the beach. They'd never dreamed it could be this good. Wolf howled one final time, then collapsed panting beside his mate, his spent member drawing out slowly. They finished with a slow, sensual kiss, like the period at the end of a sentence, then went to sleep in each other's arms. The full moon set as though it were a benediction, leaving the two lovers to the ocean, and the night.
The End.