The sun glistens off the surface of the Pacific Ocean, shining brightly like a million Ceylonese Sapphires under the early morning sun.
"Babe, sneaking out for an early morning swim was such a great idea!" I say as we giggle like little school girls and run across the soft white sand towards the water. The morning is a little icy and with a grin I notice your nipples harden under your lemon-yellow t-shirt. I love the way your t-shirt rides up your stomach to reveal your flat muscled tummy, and the way your nipple piercing is accentuated under the thin cotton.
"Wait a minute... babe, are you wearing ..." but my question sticks in my throat as you pull your t-shirt over your head, revealing your perky breasts, completely naked. I can't help but giggle again.
"Tanya, you didn't tell me we were going for a topless dip!" You laugh at me, your grin mocking, while you take off your tiny denim shorts. You straighten up and look me in the eye challengingly. You're now wearing nothing but your leopard print bikini bottoms, the kind that ties up on the sides. I stare at your body, your nipples hard in the cold of the morning, goose bumps spread across your body. I never grow tired of seeing you naked, of looking at those long, perfectly toned legs. Your hair blows in the wind and you look at me expectantly. I snap out of my trance... you don't have any idea of the power you have over me! Or maybe you do...
I look around. There's no one on the beach but us. It is very early after all. I laugh out loud as I take my purple singlet off, throwing it carelessly on the sand. I can't believe the way we are together, I never knew I could have so fulfilling a relationship with a girlfriend, one where I can laugh at any situation.
Your eyes on me the whole time, I now remove my white cotton skirt and straighten up, meeting your gaze. Slowly you look me up and down, and your eyes come to rest on my breasts, still covered by my aqua blue bikini top. I shiver under your gaze. Still smiling you come closer and embrace me, before taking me by the chin and kissing me strongly and forcefully. I can taste the sweet champagne that we drank before leaving the house on your tongue. As always your kiss makes me weak at the knees, my heart starts racing. You pull away from our kiss. Looking me in the eye, your lips slightly parted, you untie my bikini top. I stand unmoving, and let it fall to the sand, never breaking away from your stare.
"That's better, isn't it?" you say, and giggle, before turning, grabbing my hand and running into the cold ocean. The water is so cold, and feels like a thousand tiny pinpricks on my feet and legs. We slow down as we get deeper, the freezing water splashing around our thighs. We're both too scared to go deeper, afraid of the cold water against our pussies. I wish we had a bit more champagne before embarking on this crazy mission! Still standing in the thigh-deep water, I grab you and hug you close to me, our bodies trembling against each other. I pull back and kiss you with no abandon, my hands exploring your bare back and round ass. I finish our kiss, grin, then dive under the icy cold water, and start swimming ahead. You quickly catch up to me, and when we get as deep as our hips we stop. A bit warmer from the swimming now, you stand up, presenting me with your beautiful body.
"We'll just have to keep each other warm babe," I say before standing up next to you and starting to suck at your still erect right nipple. Your nipple tastes salty from the sea water while I'm gently nibbling on it, listening to your soft sighs of appreciation. I move to your other nipple, this one pierced, and start biting harder, playing with the jewel, licking at the holes from the piercing. Your breathing increasing in pace, you start to rub your pussy underwater, feeling the way your clitoris is slowly swelling up with your excitement. I pull away from your heaving chest and watch you, your eyes closed, your face a picture of ecstasy while you're rubbing your clit more and more insistently. Pulling you down into the water, I put my hand over yours, and push your own hand harder down onto your clit. Your eyes still closed you groan, and I feel your warm breath upon my cold, wet face. My left arm around you, I pull you onto me. With my right hand I push away your hand on your pussy and start untying your bikini. First one side, then the other. We let it float away.
You are now completely naked in the sea and your vulnerability excites me. I cup your pussy with my hand, lightly letting my middle finger trace your slit. I can feel your juices, sticky and mingled with the sea water. I slip two fingers inside you and you gasp. Your eyes open. Once again I stare deep down into your soul through your wild, grassy green animal eyes. Holding your gaze I start manipulating and pinching at your little bud. You tremble involuntarily. I push down hard, my middle and index finger still inside you while I rub your clit with my thumb and hold you onto my knees with my other arm. You start panting as you get closer and closer to orgasm. In return I remove my fingers from your slippery cunt and start pinching at your swollen clit incessantly. You scream as you start to come, your voice swallowed by the early morning silence, your legs clenching tighter around my body, and waves of ecstasy engulfing you, all thoughts of the icy early morning cold forgotten. I slip two fingers back inside you and your pussy lips hungrily suck at my fingers. I love the feeling of your velvety smoothness around my fingers... I just love your pretty little pussy!
Once the waves of your orgasm start to subside, we kiss once again, deeply and lovingly. I love the salty taste of your mouth from the seawater, mixed with just the last hints of sweet champagne. My hands running through your wet hair, I can feel you shiver in my arms. You pull away from me and start looking around for your bikini bottoms but they are probably far, far away by now. You look at me and once more we giggle.
"Oh well" you say, and we start swimming back out to shore. When we get back to the beach, the water lazily licking the sand, you get straight out of the water, and walk to where we dropped our towels and clothes. I linger in the water, looking left and right, up and down the small beach, surveying for prospective spectators. When I'm satisfied there's no one around I stay where I am and look at you while you're first putting on your shorts - with no panties - then towelling your hair, the sun glistening against the water drops still left on your back. Finally I leave the water and walk to where you are. I slip my skirt up after drying the worst of the wetness on my body. As I bend over to pick up my singlet and bikini top from the sand, you push me from behind, hard enough so that I fall onto the sand. I turn around.
"What was that f..." but before I can finish my sentence, you're on top of me, pinning me to the ground. Your wild eyes spark, lightning behind them. I start getting excited. Still on top of me, you start sucking my nipple hard, pinpricks of pain and pleasure intermingle and envelop my senses.