Pleasure in Discourse
he hugged her gently. Enfolding his arms around her and drawing her into the close and passionate embrace of a new lover; mixed with the intimate and love of a long time friend.

            She was confused; she had no way to comprehend the situation. She could feel his strong arms surrounding her, his warm body pressed tightly against hers; and the brazing support of his strength against the fast current of the water around them. His phallus no longer moving freely in the water, but became tucked in a tight cocoon of flesh between his body and the front of her legs and crotch. She let out her breath slowly, what else was there to do? The water surging pushed her limp hands at the end of her dangling arms, attached to her relaxed shoulders, supporting her unmoving head, which housed her confused and reeling mind. It coolly streaming past her caught the back of her knuckles lifting them, urging them, so she reached timidly around his back, feeling his sun warmed skin, even hotter now from the slow waist deep drudge up the stream. They stood like that for what seemed like eternity to her, yet it may have only been a few seconds, the mist over them, and the heavy crashing of the water behind them, and the thousands of gallons rushing past each minute. 

            She breathed heavily from wonder at the situation. She could not understand how this man came to be naked in the stream with her, how she became enwrapped in his embrace, and how her arms had gotten around him as they stood locked in place in the fast moving stream. Her thoughts like the stream flowed through her mind quickly, and fleetingly. She could not grasp any specific ideas, or conclusions, but could only render a vague mental image of the scene that was so vividly before her, if only she would open them. Before she could only see the stream surrounding her, but now all which was visible in her mind was this man enveloping her. and she could feel her nipples pressed against his chest. Each exhale, each inhale, slid her nipples and breasts across his smooth skin.

            He said nothing, but she could feel his chin on her shoulder, and his slow and steady breath in her ear. Just as she was about to enquire as to the purpose of his encroachment on her bath, she felt something stir between her legs. It felt as if it were an errant wave at first, which brushed against her crotch; but then she felt it again, warm, and strong push against the inside of the cocoon which they had created. She could feel his phallus stirring between her leg, growing slightly and pressing against the top of her thighs, and the bottom of her labia.


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