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to keep you upright as the waves gently pull you back and forth. The ebb and flow of the water is so subtle, you don’t really notice it or think of it. Yet at the same time, it is powerful enough that you must dig your feet into the sand and use a lot of your strength to keep from being knocked over.
    “That subtlety, that powerful, strong-yet-still-subtle movement is more of what I’m talking about. Imagine having the hot night air around you, and the cool but still warm water surrounding your body, and having female flesh pressed up against you. Say you’re holding her, arms wrapped around her waist. She slowly starts caressing your thigh. Such a small, light caress you barely even notice it. Just like the pull in the water, it is gentle, soft, barely noticeable. Until you suddenly realize your cock is half-hard.”
    Chloe looked at Samuel and realized he had opened his eyes to watch her as she described her fantasy. His gaze was hot as he became more ensnared in her descriptions, as they lost themselves in her fantasy. Men, she knew, were more visual creatures. So while she could use her own imagination to fill in the blanks of her own fantasy, she realized she needed to describe her thoughts into words to let him get the full impact of what she was trying to convey.
    “Her light, gentle massaging is merely building the fire inside your groin, not putting it out. After a few minutes, not even the cool chill in the water can dampen the sexual arousal. Yet you can’t make her work faster, or stroke harder. She is gently caressing your thighs, working her way up. Soon she will reach your cock. Yet she won’t dip her hand into your trunks, she will simply massage you through the Lycra.
    “You’re starting to breathe harder, the fire in your cock is getting hotter. Your lover is still massaging you, gently caressing you, but the hunger, the arousal and ache inside you is growing stronger. Her caresses aren’t relieving the stress. You’re in the ocean, maybe the odd person now and then walks by you on the beach, calling out ‘Good evening’ so you can’t pick her up and fuck her wildly on the beach. You have to stand and take her explorations.”
    Chloe enjoyed dragging the fantasy out, fleshing out more and more details to drive her point home to Samuel. The way he shifted on his chair showed his jeans were obviously becoming too tight.
    “So maybe instead, you growl at her to hurry up and fist you. She smiles up at you, and reminds you that you promised her she could take her time, explore you in the relative safety of the ocean. You can’t go back on your word, of course. So you must stand there, with the waves ebbing and pulling at you, a beautiful woman in your arms slowly driving you wild, and the odd night stroller walking down the sand. You can’t take her, you simply have to let her sate her curiosity. I’d be willing to bet her exploring you would quickly drive you insane.”
    Smiling in a slightly smug manner, Chloe leaned forward, balanced on her legs.
    “So, Samuel, think it’s a tame fantasy of mine now?”
    He swallowed, stunned for a moment. With obvious effort he collected himself, swallowing a few more times, until the fire in his eyes became banked. “It’s definitely worth a thought or two. Except there is one point you missed.”
    Chloe frowned. “It’s my fantasy, I can’t have missed anything.”
    “Sure you could have. If that man was me, and the woman driving him wild was you, then I would have had a simple solution when I truly couldn’t take any more.”
    Chloe raised an eyebrow arrogantly. “Oh?”
    “Yeah,” he drawled. “I would have ripped off those tiny bikini panties, stripped out of my own trunks, and driven myself so far inside you your screams would echo across the beach.”
    Chloe swallowed, easily picturing in her mind Samuel doing just that. It certainly had a devastating effect on her heartbeat.
    “Well, that is one solution. I hadn’t quite gotten that