Ok this is my first attempt at writing and would gladly appreciate any feedback. The characters are all over 18..
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A figure in shadow standing above me with a sad look in their eye.
The scent of flowers and strawberries was the first thing I ever noticed of her. The woman I LOVE, Zoey. She was gorgeous 5 foot 6 inches tall reddish blonde hair eyes that look at you and you would melt into them, an athletic body with 34 b sized breast and the tightest little arse that you would ever kiss. We walked on a sandy beach by the lake holding hands, I feeling totally contented and glad to finally find her. We stop and I hold here in my arms kissing her forehead, her nose her eyes and holding above her luscious lips and whisper I love you.
Rain is falling on the figure and I start to see another figure beside it.
As I hold our embrace I look into her eyes and see happiness and a hint of sadness in the background, I see the sadness disappear as I kiss her, we gently glide ourselves down kneeling into the sand, caressing the smooth skin of her neck and down her shoulder she shivers for anticipation. We recline back further onto the sand and glide my hand on her back and slowly bring a strap down off her shoulder on her dress. Her hand gently touches my check and she smiles and I see a tear roll down her check. A wave crashes.
The shadow slow starts to clear for the lower half of the figures.
I start kissing the nape of her neck and glide the other strap down of her dress. Savoring the scent of her kissing ever inch I can get too. Gliding the fine silk of her dress down her body comparing her skin to the dress and thinking if the dress evened her. Feeling her hand slowly start to tug at my shirt untuck it from m slacks. The dress is just below her sensual breasts encased in a white ivory silk demi bra. I work my kisses lower to her right breast circling and purposefully avoiding her delicate rosy nipple, which are starting to become hard as pink pearls. Finally licking and blowing cool breath on them and take it into my mouth, a gasp escapes her lips. She has bunched my shirt under my arms awaiting a time to pull it over my heads and shoulders. Caressing the left breast I fell her skin start to shiver again. As I switch to give the left breast the same treatment my shirt comes over my head. And I feel her push me onto my back.
The shadow now reveals the lower half of a dress and a set of gray slacks.