Summer Night Daydream

Free from the shackles of clothing, the prince dives into the steaming, hot springs, at last isolated from human eyes. In an epic display, he resurfaces slowly as a silhouette against the Moon, the light refracting from the hundreds of droplets springing from his long, black hair. Peaceful and calm was the atmosphere around him, the prince fell into total contentment as he lay his head against a large boulder while the healing properties of the mystic waters worked magic upon his sore flesh.

As he prepared to fall asleep, his gaze caught a familiar image. He swam closer for a better view. And there was no doubt in his mind that this was her, his eyes feasting upon the rare and beautiful delicate work of art. Her irises were as blue as small desert oasis, and her pale skin was as soft as lotion. Her silky, blue hair and symmetrical facial features have all but hypnotized the prince. To him, she was more than just a princess. She was a devine goddess from a forbidden dimension.

Blushing and giggling upon the very sight of the prince, the princess, without hesitation, advances towards him with her arms outstretched on a predetermined detour to embrace the tan skinned royal. The warm, soft, supple feeling of her breasts pressing up hard against his chest meant that they were in preparation for a long and deep aquatic intimacy. Her legs wrapping around his waist as he pulled her lips close to touch his own, tongue playfully wrestling one another. His hands sliding down her back as she arches back for something more. And amidst her moaning and sighing that night, they were completely alone with nothing but nature's ambience to further drown out any outside interference. Nightly escapades of a sort will surely follow behind and beyond the young summer night.