The sun was just making its presence known, pinks and purples invading the darkness that had been there a moment ago. The waves were lapping rhythmically against the soft sand of the shore as we waited for the sun to make its debut.
We had arisen an hour earlier to make the short trek to the beach to watch the sunrise. There was just something about witnessing the birth of the new day that was both calming and exciting at the same time. The beach was deserted even though it was quite pleasant out right now. The emptiness of the beach would not last though β it would fill up soon as the sun made its trip to its zenith.
But for now, we were enjoying our solitude, lying next to each other on a blanket in the pastel morning light. We stroked each other softly and lovingly as we murmured professions of love to one another. Your body was soft, yet firm beneath my caresses. It responded with the expected tightening of muscles and the catching of your breath. I hadn't even approached the core of your being and you were already shuddering with intense pleasure. You were always so easy to please. The slightest attention to your erogenous zones (which were many) brought you indescribable pleasure.
My hands wandered over your body, impeded only by the small bathing suit. Looking into your eyes, I released the ties of your bathing suit and gently removed it β shushing your quiet protests. It was alright. We were aloneβ¦ for now. And what better way to bring in the day? I basked in the beauty of your nudity: your perfect body, 35C-22-35, the way your nipples puckered at the slightest provocation, either from cold or stimulation, your beautiful pussy with its small tuft of pubic hair at the apex of your cleft.