A   S U P R E M E   M O M E N T

She was walking on the beach holding her little pink umbrella as if she wanted to keep the world away from her. She looked like an 18th century painting, and in many ways she was a rare piece of art.

I went to her and when she noticed me coming her face changed and to my surprise she was no longer that mystery woman, but a fragile child who feels happy that daddy is home after a very long day at the office.

When I reached her she opened her arms and held me close to her for about a minute when we hugged. I could feel her round breasts pushing against my chest and her hart beating fast.

She took me by the hand and we walked together towards the abandoned church. I could feel her arousal and at the same time I knew that she was also scared. She was sexually active, but never in her life she had felt that erotic pleasure. I was the fortunate man to be chosen to give her that.

I closed the wooden door after her and we looked into each other's eyes for a brief second. Her breathing was irregular. I touched her face softly and she pressed her full lips against my hand.

I turned her with her back on me and I started kissing the back of her neck and ear. As I went down on her untouched skin I took off her little pink dress. As she lay there besides me, totally naked I felt as if I was just as simple mortal and she a goddess.

She took one hand and put in on her breast and the other between her legs. I could feel the wetness of her desire for me. She was ready to enter a new array of sensations. She wanted to be possessed.

As my fingers probed deeper and deeper, she was pushing her body against mine, wanting to feel as much as she could. I was amazed by her hunger for sensations, for feelings, for emotions.

When I felt she was ready I entered her powerfully. I was afraid I was too rough when she turned to me and her face had a special glow. She moaned. I moved very slow and deep at first. She pressed my hand against her breast and I knew that she wanted no restrains; she didn't want to be protected any more.

I was pushing harder and faster. Her hands clenched onto my skin, but I wouldn't stop. I was afraid I would hurt her and I was about to slow down when she moved and pushed me deeper inside her.

I was very close to a moment of supreme bliss, but I wanted her to feel it too. When I looked into her eyes I felt that she was totally with me. Through empathy she felt my bliss, her muscles tightened and we both reached the ecstasy of love in the same time.

Our experience was complete, and no words could describe what we felt to we just held each other hoping we would never need anything else.