What a crazy night Melanie and I had last night. We went nuts. I don’t know what it was that we did, but the little multi-colored capsule made me go into a frenzy! Dinner was a blur. Everyone’s mouths were moving a mile a minute as I tried to comprehend what was being said over the loud clamor in the restaurant. Nothing like snow crabs for a meal and great company. I couldn’t keep my eyes off Melanie, who was completely all over me. If it wasn’t her hands rubbing on me one minute, then it was her leg or silky foot working it’s way up into my shorts! I couldn’t stand up without being called out for having a hard-on. That’s when Melanie gave me the little colored pill of fantasies! We both downed one without question. From that moment on, our energy never ran out.
We wandered the boardwalk dazed by the sounds and the lights that permeated our senses. We couldn’t stop moving. We couldn’t stop talking. We couldn’t stop touching each other. Every touch, every breeze, and every sight filled me with incredible and insatiable passion. I can’t describe the sounds that each light on the boardwalk gave off or the feeling that I got with each touch from Melanie. We ended up at a small bar where we drank and danced to inconsequential music, grinding and rubbing on each other in ways that seemed impossible.
We staggered as the night continued on. Minutes seemed like hours, and the night seemed to be completely magical with Melanie.
Despite all the amazement, the night eventually began to wind down, and everyone began to depart for their hotels, leaving Melanie and me on the beach alone under a full moon. We found ourselves in the early morning hours buzzing and naked, with Melanie on top of me, riding until I finished inside her. What an perfect night!