Sasha's Dream Beach (By Invitation Only)

*lays down next to Dragon, laying a head on his shoulder* No need to rush the story if you aren't feeling creative. It's okay to just relax.

Was getting accosted by a niece at the time. Saps my brainpower. Ungah
 
*looking into my cabana, seeing the worn wood, the small cot. Not enough. I get to work, starting to paint the walls, this time, sky blue, the windows white. Instead of the small cot, I bring in a normal twin sized bed with soft linen sheets and place a single white taper by the bed for a light.

Moving to the opposite side, I scrub out the sink, and bring in a small fridge and oven, so that I can cook for guests.

On the side, through the small door, a claw-foot tub, vanity, fresh towels, lavender soap. Yes, that's better. A home away from home, not just a hovel in the sand*
 
* I try not to make any noise as I appear out of the dream mist, a pail of canary yellow paint in one hand and a brush in the other. Without comment, I get to work on the outside of the cabana. I hear my friend inside, working on her place. It's good therapy to keep busy. And it's a bright sunshine day on the beach. Sure, we'll get hot and probably sweaty, but that's what naked swim time is for later, right?*
 
*as I gather old linen to hang on the line, I hear the brush strokes, peeking out to see Thyri working, watching, in surprise as she paints the wood side of the cabana. I'm speechless for a moment, before walking up to her, silently, giving a smile, nodding in approval and kissing her soft cheek, before hanging up the linen to air out*
 
"Wasn't sure about the color. Some might think it too much. It's cheery though. And people will be able to see your cabana from a good ways off, that's for sure! But if it doesn't suit you, we can always repaint. Busy hands are happy hands."
 
"Yellow and light blue are my favorite colors, dear one. Please continue."

*I whistle softly as I return to the cabin, opening the windows, then with a rather mischievous smile, I wave, and turn to the bath, adding hot water, the scent of lavender, and removing my linen wrap*
 
*Muttering under my breath as I catch a glimpse of her playful smile through the window, the glass hazy from dried salt from the sea spray, lending a gauzy dream-like feeling to the beautiful vision disrobing within.*

Dang, it's hard to work with.....distraction. ;)

*To my credit, my concentration lasts a few more minutes. I almost get one side of the cabana covered with one coat. Well, there is always time later. And look! I got some paint on me! Better get myself cleaned up!* ;) :D
 
*steam floats up from the surface of the water as I slide in it, taking some lavender oil and adding more scent to the air, waiting patiently, hoping my tease was enough, dipping my head in and sighing*

Salt water is nice, but nothing beats a lovely bath.
 
* I saunter (Yes, that's the word to describe it. Slow and easy, casual.) nonchalantly inside, following the sounds of the running bathwater and the enticing smell of lavender. At the door to the bath, I pause, leaning a hip and shoulder against the door frame. It skews the lines of my body in a way that makes it look more curvy on the side away from the jamb. It's not intentionally seductive. I'm just trying to be casual, not seem too eager. But I can hardly wait to get my hands on her skin.

A flirtatious smirk, one eyebrow raised quizzically as my fingers slowly pull the tie on my top, opening the neckline of my sundress to a scandalous degree.*


Need someone to wash your back for you, lovely?
 
*Watching with wide eyes, such a lovely beauty, with a knowing sensuality that I'm learning to adore*

Actually, gorgeous, I wanted to wash yours. You have the new job, the long week, and I have had an easy day. Let me take care of you.

*taking the bottle of lavender oil and pouring some in my hands, rubbing, warming, grinning*
 
*A shimmy and a shrug are all it takes to shed my now loosened dress, the neckline nearly open as large as the waistline now. I drop one shoulder and the rest just slides away. One nice thing about being modestly endowed; nothing much to hang up on.

I try. I really do try to act dignified and not sprint across the room to dive into the inviting bath. I can resist the lure of the water. Even the delightful aroma of the bath oil. It's her. She's the enticement I find irresistible. At least I manage not to trip over myself. :D

Leaning down before stepping into the tub, I take my time kissing you, slow and sensual, simply enjoying the plump softness of your luscious lips yielding to mine. Ah! Heaven!

Stepping into the soothing hot water, I can't help but sigh at this bliss. Lids lowering with the sheer pleasure of relaxation beginning to take hold, I turn, albeit reluctantly, to sit with my back to you, between your beautiful sexy thighs.*


It's probably for the best then. I'm such a dirty girl!
 
*laughing quietly* Dirty hmmmm? Perhaps that is something that your wild, musician character will bring to the small town? Or perhaps not...

*I start to rub the oil into your back, more massage than wash, placing soft kisses along your shoulders*

I think you are completely irresistible. Thus why I'm not in bed already...
 
*I can feel myself relax with each soothing touch, as if it's a wonderful drug taking my body over by degrees. Slowly I let my body sink down further into the tub, lying my head back on one of your shoulders. I turn my face to nuzzle your cheek, kissing softly and sweetly. Then on a rare impulse for mischief, my teeth find your jaw, biting slightly even as I moan at the feeling of your breasts pressing and sliding against my back.

Beneath the water, my hands have found your thighs, inching slowly higher.*


I'll have to see how she channels through me. It might end up being a little bit of her, and a little bit of me.

And if you get tired, sweet dreamer, I'll put you to bed and tuck you in. Maybe I'll crawl right in beside you and join you in your dreams.
 
*smiling, kissing the side of your head, just above your ear, my hands moving around your rips, just under your breasts and moving up and down your tummy*

Soon, I'll take you to bed with me, but not yet. There is something I've wanted to do for awhile now, and I can't resist any longer.

*my lips find yours, and my hands go further down, caressing your hips, fingering along the bone, then together, over your sex, just touching, holding, not moving*
 
*Those hands, sliding oh so smoothly over my body, the lavender oil calming, but the touch stimulating in it's own way, it all makes my eyes close in a wonderful dream-like bliss.*

That sounds like a perfect way to end this day. It would be my dream then.

*Then my breath catches as your hands slide over my bare mound, cupping me. It's the one thing that gives me away, other than the slight stiffening of my nipples despite the warmth of the bath. My hands caress your thighs, but then move to your arms, trailing a light touch up to your shoulders, pulling you closer for another kiss.*

Mmm, I do love your ideas!

*I can't help the instinctive upward move of my hips, rolling them slightly to increase the contact with your hands.*
 
I press my hands there, lightly, feeling warm, wet heat, delicious, and breathe into your ear*

If it wasn't my bedtime, I'd do so much more. I hate to tease so much, but I cannot finish what I start so late. Perhaps I shouldn't tease...

*giggles and nibbles your soft ear lobe, before lifting us both out of the tub and drying with the towels*

You are coming to bed with me Miss...
 
I press my hands there, lightly, feeling warm, wet heat, delicious, and breathe into your ear*

If it wasn't my bedtime, I'd do so much more. I hate to tease so much, but I cannot finish what I start so late. Perhaps I shouldn't tease...

*giggles and nibbles your soft ear lobe, before lifting us both out of the tub and drying with the towels*

You are coming to bed with me Miss...


We are two of a kind. I really want to continue, but snuggling in bed with you seems like such a perfect thing right now. I'm getting a bit fuzzy headed myself, and my words are coming slowly.

*Kisses you eagerly as the soft towels envelope me. An arm slips around your waist as we head for the bed together. A pause at the bedside to hold you, another long kiss igniting my passion for you. Then slipping in beside you, under the sheets, wrapped in your arms. Now I can dream of an angel.
:heart:
 
*the bed is small, but for two girls who love to cuddle before and during sleep, it's perfect. We are a knot of limbs, snuggling comfortably, and I kiss you deeply, returning that wonderful passion, eyes closed, caressing the soft, moist skin, swimming in the scent of lavender*

Good night, sweetheart, sweet dreams.
 
* Nuzzling into the hollow of your throat, a gentle kiss 'good night' with warm lips over a fluttering pulse.*

Good night, my Sweet Dreamer.
 
* I drift close to consciousness at various times throughout the night, my mind becoming just aware enough of my sweet bed companion to reach out for her, fingers exploring, touching, mapping the planes and curves and textures of her body in the dark of the night. By early morning, I know her body better by sense of touch in the dark than my eyes do by daylight.

Sometime in the night, I slip further down in the bed, my questing lips finding her breast. I'm just aware enough to capture her nipple in my mouth, latching on before slipping back into a euphoric dreamy haze, sucking softly. In my semi conscious state, I imagine myself like an infant, enjoying the sheer physical intimacy of the suckling. I'm not feeding though, not expecting nourishment of any physical sort. What I get is an emotional reward, a feeling of intimacy and closeness to this woman that is rare.

Idly as I drift deeper into the grip of sleep, I wonder what the physical sensations I'm giving her are being interpreted as in her dreams.*
 
*I sleep deeply, having someone so wonderful, so soft and warm, so close, but my dreams become sharp in focus, caressed, caring, loving, not purely sexual, then suckling...

I dream of a child at my breast, not just a child, some in between form, that crave the comfort I provide. I cradle her to my breast like a mother, so strong is the instinct. It feels utterly natural, right.

I hold my bedmate more tightly as I hold the child, encouraging her to seek comfort by the act.*
 
*Morning is a slow sensual pleasure, waking at our leisure, no blaring alarm to drag us kicking and screaming into reality today. Not that this reality is at all unpleasant to wake up to. A soft supple breast at my lips, a warm sexy body in my arms, who wouldn't wake with a smile to find that?

Realizing I must have drifted into sleep in the middle of that intimate nurturing act, I grin, giving that turgid bud one last loving lick before scooting up to kiss its owner on the lips, a good morning greeting abbreviated only by the need to relieve myself. :kiss:

She is beautiful with that early morning bed head look that is so damn sexy! I promise myself as much as her that I will be right back. Disentangling from the sheets, I cross the room, nude, headed for the bathroom. I get halfway there before realizing we have company. Instinctively I move to cover myself, then remember that when I belonged to Mistress, I was nude all the time, and Dragon has seen it all before anyhow. I shrug off the concern of modesty and go on my way, sparing a wave to the visitor. I do close the door to the bathroom. Nobody needs to see that first thing in the morning.*
:rolleyes:
 
*already awake with Thyri snuggled against me and writing a bit, kissing her forehead before watching her walk to the bathroom. Goodness what a walk. I can't help but lick my lips. As she takes her morning time, I rise, and give Dragon a quick smooch before getting out fruit and toast, and making coffee*
 
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