Anna and Bert - part III

Anna has been in this room often enough, but now it seems all new to her. Hot sand creeps between her toes as she strolls onto a little beach. Again the summer sun caresses her warm, sparkling skin, nipples, lips, finger and toe nails. She is overwhelmed by a strange drunkenness, she feels beautifully naked and in love… she wants to dance, make love to the sun, to the sea, to the wind and to Bert… “Oh, Bert…” she sighs as she walks into the water, “the water is lovely… warm and soft… foamy…” she picks up one of the big sponges that float on the water and slowly moves it over her waving body, foamy drips lushly wetting her forms… closing her eyes she feels how they caress her most precious parts, her lips open up loosely as she softly moans: “Oh, Bert… oh, Bert…” then she wakes up again and looks over her shoulder: “Coming?…” she smiles, “Want to get soapy with me?… Come… you can touch me everywhere… my breasts… my rear… everywhere… all of my body… from head… to… toe…” she pants, putting a spell on him with her shining breasts, foam dripping off her nipples… he drifts in the blue sky of her eyes, blown away by her kiss…

Bert has wandered into the water without even noticing. Anna holds the dripping sponge up high as she wades towards him. He watches the wet foam dripping down her lovely body, touching her most intimate parts… sliding down his broad shoulders as she embraces him. Both of them are covered in foam, the whispering, nibbling, caressing water reaches up to their knees… Anna feels it rise up along her legs as Bert grabs her rear and they kneel down into the pool. She gets turned on by the sweet caress of her thighs, her hips start to move… when the water reaches her folds she is unable to control a wonderful hip jerk. She rubs Bert’s body up and down with the foamy sponge, along his back, across his chest, between his legs… his love dagger sparkles, stretches out towards Anna’s drenched folds… she gently wraps her soft hands around it, licking her lips while she tenderly caresses his balls… he picks up the sponge and starts to cover her forms in dripping foam… oh she is so beautiful, her odour really turns him on, it makes him fall deeply in love, she gets prettier by the minute now that she kneels down before him, blowing kisses with her wet lips, she is all wet, her body shines and drips with foam, all those lovely forms are up for grabs, so pure and immaculate, begging to be explored by his yearning fingertips…

Anna smiles back lovingly at Bert’s admiring stare, her body waking up once again from girly slumber, gracefully surrendering to his caress… the freshness of the bath combined with Anna’s perfume turns him on more and more, her foamy, waving body fills his embrace, her moans and sighs are music to his ears… her wet skin is like silk to his fingertips, her forms give in to his touch, she invites him into her most intimate nearness… tenderly embracing him she kisses him softly, whispering: “Oh Bert… my sweetheart… am I good to you?… Do I turn you on?… Want to fuck me?… Right here, in the bath?… Come on… take me… I surrender… completely… I long for you…” she moans as she folds her legs loosely around his waist… his love dagger slides slowly between her waiting folds, she arches her spine and rubs her wet breasts into his face. Even his balls slide smoothly inside her…

“Fuck me… fuck me, oh please, fuck me…” she begs as they drift weightlessly on the foamy swell that caresses their bodies, tipping over and over in their clinging embrace. Their French kiss makes all kinds of juicy sounds interspersed with horny gasps… leaning on Bert’s shoulders Anna rides him furiously, her golden hair whirling around, her rear squirting in his grasping hands. Deep inside her even her breasts make way for his love dagger slipping and sliding up and down, oozing cum that seems to top her throat, she dances waving up and down, up and down, faster and faster, closing her eyes, blindly trusting her stallion that knows the way through a stormy Maze of Eden her young heart has wandered off to… screaming with her tongue sticked out she urges him to splash through the wild ocean of life in a hurricane that blows both of them towards an invisible horizon, his big hands squeeze her rear, her folds glow as they slide up and down his love dagger, his balls dance inside her underbelly as a fresh orgasm makes her body wave… she lets him go free, arms up she rides him, arching her spine so her breasts bounce higher and higher… Bert licks her dripping nipples, making her cum time and time again like he does, gulp after gulp… groaning deeply they almost drown in the cum flood that forms around them; actually, their aim was to wash it off but this sex bath is too lovely to ignore…

Every now and then Bert’s face dips into the water, whereupon Anna’s kiss of life rescues him as their wild ride continues, their tight embrace sinking deeper and deeper… thinking he is fainting, Bert is surprised by the most wonderful water world he ever saw. Whale song comes from afar as he floats on a massive, soft coral bed, heart-shaped, covered by a sea shell that waves lazily in the current. Drifting away in dreams Bert realizes this is what Anna meant when she wanted to sleep with him… oh, Anna… he imagines her lying flat out on the pink mattress, spreading her legs as her lips blow kisses of breath into his lungs, winking with her hypnotizing eyes, swaying her hips, arching her spine bidding him welcome in her bedroom… rising weightlessly to her feet her nude dance is floodlighted by the bed stage lights as she sings at him, putting her spell on him… until he wakes up, realizing he is alone once again…

What kind of creature is she, where does she come from? Is she really what she seems to be, the love of his life? And what about him, will he ever be able to live on land? Or is all of this just a dream, a lovely dream but still… just an illusion?

He hears new music, no whale song but a completely new harmony whirling around him… he can’t resist singing along, completely ignoring the fact that he is under water. Kneeling on the bed he looks around, seeing nothing but a coral forest in every possible and impossible color and shape. All kinds of fish swim around in large shoals. Bert shivers as they nibble off remains of love foam as if Anna’s lips have multiplied massively…

Now they start singing… the music does come from all those tiny mouths, dazzling Bert with its whirling sound effect that coincides with itchy nibbling as they seem to laugh at his tosses and turns that only seem to urge them on, he almost cums as they find his love dagger…