Beach Love
I sit on a beach towel as I watch people go about their business with friends or family.
What started as a quiet meditation on the beach slowly turned into me being alone in the midst of a large crowd.
My own fault, I knew this beach was busy on the weekends, I guess I just got so absorbed into thinking I could stay here all day and just listen to the sounds of the waves.
Guess that's one way to set myself up for disappointment.
Oh well, at least I was able to get in any time at all.
I was prepared to take my towel and leave, if it wasn't for the individual who approached me.
They covered the sun, but that just made any features hard to discern.
I soon found out who they were because when they spoke I recognized that voice.
"Hey, didn't think I'd see you here." Dawn said.
"Dawn? Hey, I didn't know you came to this beach."
"Guess we just didn't run into each other until now. May I sit?" She asked.
"Sure, go ahead."
She took a seat next to me. Now that I could see her features I took notice of the white swimwear.
"So, what brings you here?" She asked.
When I explained she understood, but laughed before adding.
"Well, I mean its the weekend and this place is popular. Still, sorry you couldn't meditate in peace." She sympathized.
We've known each other since eight grade and even went to the same college. Even though we got along and had pleasant memories, this year she seemed distant.
Slowly I noticed a change in her behavior every time we met.
She was more friendly, asking odd questions concerning dating.
I got an idea of what she was trying to get at, and was planning to ask her out, however questions concerning if our friendship would survive if we decided it wasn't really working out prevented me from asking her.
Why was I holding back?
I was interrupted by my thoughts from Dawn asking me a question.
"So I know I bugged you about this last time...but how's it looking in the romance department?" She said as if she was trying to make it humorous.
I just smiled and said.
"No luck sadly. How about you?"
I could swear I saw a certain look on her face. Was it relief? No that couldn't be it.
"Nah, some guys seemed interesting, but too much talk about them." She said.
"Hm, so you like a guy who listeners."
"Yeah, and is caring, a gentleman." She leaned closer to me.
"Knows the value of a relationship." She leaned away.
"Yeah." I said.
She started to stare at my torso.
She stared for a few minutes.
"Course...him having a nice body is nice too..." She said.
"That's always nice, yeah?" I stared at her neck.
"Hm...yeah." She said.
Her skin always looked to smooth, when she was wet it was shiny.
When I first saw her in swimwear in senior year, I actually developed a crush on her.
The most contact I had was holding her hand.
"Well...I guess I'll be-"
"Wait." I interrupted.
She looked at me.
I could feel my heart picking up the pace quickly.
"Do you maybe want to-" I stopped, I was too nervous.
"Want to do what?" She asked.
"Go...out sometime?" I finally blurted out.
She didn't act surprised, it always lingered, I don't know if she felt it as strongly as I did. But I could see moments where it was present with her.
She stared at me, for the longest time, making me more nervous each passing second.
The tension was finally broken, sweet release overwhelmed be when she smiled and said.
"Yes. Of course." She said.
From that point on, we've been dating. Turns out there was a few things I didn't know about her. Even though we were good friends, there was certain things that you rarely discussed with friends.
I took every precaution at first when it came to dating.
Whenever she offered to help pay the bill, I would say that it was no issue.
However, I soon found out the problems she was having with this. Sure she wanted me to be a gentleman, but that didn't mean I had to act like a man all the time.
I soon found out that being her equal, meant that when she wanted to do stuff like split the bill, I would let her.
Communication was also important. She wasn't afraid to talk about certain stuff.
She knew what she wanted, and let me know it. And at the same time, encouraged me to do the same. Honesty.
Over the many months of getting to know each other, learning from one another, we took it a step further.
When I was getting in my car to take her back home, she suggested that whenever we could, the next time we met up for another date, that we could go to the beach when it wasn't busy.
Agreeing, and making time for it, she told me something that gave me an idea of what we would be doing. As she told me to wear swim trunks.
So, when I went to pick her up I wore a breeze shirt with swim trunks, while she wore her white swimwear covered by a light shirt and shorts.
Thank god her father wasn't home, because he would get the wrong idea of us going to the beach at this time.
We brought all we needed to have a nice meal on the beach.
Of course, this was to be after something else.
When we set the chairs and everything up, she walked down by the shoreline, and I followed.
I was behind her and decided to surprise her with a neck kiss.
She was startled at first, but seemed to appreciate the sneak attack I gave her.
When I let go of her, she started to walk into the ocean, staring at me for a bit before I walked in.
Thanks to her, my swimming has improved, though I would never be as good as her I still was confident I could handle myself if the need arose.
Thankfully it didn't, as we were able to swim in peace.
She would dive under the water as I would stay above the surface.
We would play peek a boo and she would get me with a few splashes with her tail.
When her playful streak calmed, we just stared at each other.
She slowly went beneath the surface, as I lost sight of her I prepared myself for any splashes.
None came though, and in its place, a new surprise came.
She, mere inches from me slowly rose from the water.
She presses her nose against mine, and started to kiss me.
As she did so, she wrapped her arms around me in a tight embrace.
She told me to hold onto her as well, so I wrapped my arms around her and she moved to float on her back.
I was carried to shore, as she acted like a raft, using her tail to push us back to shore.
My face was somewhat buried in her breasts, it was like we were floating in the air.
As much as I wanted this to last forever, I was brought back to reality as we laid on the shore.
Still, I could hope right?
Well, not so. Because after awhile Dawn said.
"As much as I enjoy this, you know we can't stay like this forever." She said.
"Mmm..." I groaned, planting my snout into her chest. Not wanting to get up.
"Hm, I know. But if we stay like this then how will we be able to do what I have planned after this?"
My ears perked up at hearing that, which got a giggle from her.
She had other plans? But wouldn't get parents get suspicious? Even if it wasn't what was lingering in my mind, they would still be worried.
I lifted my face and got off of her.
"What's this plan of yours consist of?"
She just smiled and said.
"Oh, you have to wait and find out, but I think you'll enjoy it." She said.
I felt my heart skip a beat. We haven't had sex, sure there was a few nights when she would sneak out to snuggle at my place, but that's the farthest we got so far.
Sadly, the last time she tried her parents found out, and we were cut off from snuggles. For now at least.
We washed the wet sand from our bodies before we went back to the chairs and got the food out of the picnic basket.
Not much was said as we ate, I was more focused on what this plan was, however I knew not to push it as I would find out after the meal.
However I did bring up the issue on her parents being concerned.
She revealed that she used the excuse that she was staying at her friends house for a sleepover.
With that bit of information, I only grew more excited.
Was it finally going to happen? Our first time?
It was almost confirmed when we packed everything in the car, and she told me to drive to my house.
When we got to the house, I helped her put the stuff by the front door.
When I turned, she embraced me.
"Now...where were we?" She said in a low volume.
This time, there was no barriers in our way, all that was left was up to our imaginations.
I nuzzled her chest with my nose before looking up.
We locked lips as we made our way to the bedroom.
When we got there the door was shut, I walked back to her kissing her.
I made my way to her neck, preparing to take off her swimwear, but she stopped me.
"Slow down." She gently said.
She was right, I was so excited that I didn't notice I was rushing it which should be the last thing we want.
So, taking a breath I started to kiss her, this time taking it slow and savoring every second.
Eventually, it got to where we both had nothing on and were on the bed.
I would get at her neck and her breasts while she played with my neck and stroked my back.
After what felt like a long time already I slowly made my way on top of her as she continued to stroke my back.
As much as my instincts were telling me yes, I wanted to make sure she felt good as well.
I looked up at her, to which she nodded once, letting me know it was ok.
I had other plans.
Kissing her once, then her neck and working my way down her front, she stopped stroking my back as I started to lick her vagina.
I kept teasing the outside, sometimes tracing with my tongue, however I knew this alone wouldn't get her off.
When I started to insert my tongue inside her, I felt around for the clitoris.
When my tongue brushed up against it I set on a steady rhythm and kept it.
I took notice of some factors that let me knew she was liking what I was doing.
So I kept up what I was doing.
When it happened, it was so worth the wait.
I took notice of her pleasured expression as her insides contracted.
When it was all done, she looked at me as I climbed alongside her to lay next to her.
Her breathing was still a bit heavy but calmer than when the orgasm was happening.
She turned on her side and hugged me as we lay there, taking a break.
After a bit of enjoying each others embrace, I decided to tease her.
"Wanna do it again?"
"Mmm no...that was...more than enough." Was her response.
She rested her hand near her vagina, still taking a few breaths every now and again.
"Hm...you got the perfect tongue for doing that." She admitted.
"One of the perks of being a canine." I said.
She removed her hand from her vagina.
"Still...you haven't gotten any fun." She looked at me.
"Its fun watching you make those faces." I teased.
"Hm...be quiet. Next thing you'll be asking me to scream when I orgasm." She smiled.
"Hm, now that you mention it." I said.
"No." She said, still smiling.
I didn't push it further, even if it was fun.
She looked at my member, before getting an idea.
"You up for getting wet again?" She asked.
I could only imagine the one place in the house where we could get wet.
"Sure, I'm down." I agreed.
She got out of bed while I did so after.
We walked to the shower and turned it on.
She walked in and started to get herself wet.
I was caught staring at her.
"You coming in or what?" She asked.
I blinked before entering the shower, watching her finish up lathering her body with the water, that shiny wet look increased her overall appeal.
She turned and got her breasts under the faucet.
When she motioned for me to come over I moved closer as she took my arms and slowly guided me under the faucet, switching places.
She pulled be in a hug as the water ran over my entire body.
Even though I didn't want to seem like a teenage boy obsessed with breasts, she picked up on the signals I was giving off and guided both my hands to touch them.
I was in almost a trance as I gently rubbed them. They were so smooth.
When I was ready to move on I looked at her.
She smiled and moved her body up a bit and moved closer to the falling water.
I kissed her breasts under the running water, covering every inch I could, causing my member to emerge further.
She slowly backed up from the running water. I lathered up any water remaining on her chest.
I looked at her, she looked down at my erect member.
As much fun as we were having, we had to wrap it up with one last act.
Switching places I lay on the shower floor as she sat on top of me.
She started to move back and forth with her hips, teasing my member as she slowly worked it inside of her.
It felt almost like a spiral at the end.
As she worked up and down my tension slowly built up more and more.
However, she wasn't willing to let me release just yet.
She twisted her body a certain way and her insides almost engulfed mine, causing me to lose my tension.
I waited as my tension died down, I nodded when she was good to go again.
I felt the grasp release as she worked her body to build up the tension again.
She did the same thing a second time.
When it died down, she hovered over me, allowing my hip movements to be free to move.
I started to move my hips in a thrusting motion, trying my best to keep an even pace as I fought to keep my knot out of her.
However when I was starting to erupt, she moved in a way that made my knot go right inside her, becoming stuck.
She knelt down and kissed me as I erupted inside her.
A few minutes after I got stuck, she used her tail to switch the shower off.
She lowered herself on top of me as natural processes ran its course.
After awhile when it was done she lifted herself and my member slid out of her.
After that, she turned the shower back on and cleaned herself up.
When she got out I cleaned up and shut the shower off.
Going into my room I saw her laying on the bed, still naked.
Not bothering to put clothes back on I climbed in with her and we both snuggled and fell asleep.
When morning came she was already up to greet me.
"Morning."
"Morning, how long have you been up?" I asked.
"Not to long." She answered.
We snuggled for the next twenty to thirty minutes before we started to get up.
We cooked breakfast and ate before I took her back home.
I watched as she walked up the driveway to her front door.
I drove off as I didn't want her family getting suspicious.
On the way home I couldn't help but wonder if I did anything wrong. Sure she seemed to be happy with my performance, but I guess I was the type to worry.
Even though she didn't expect me to be perfect, I still tried to make an effort to make things, like sex, memorable for her.
When I got home, I read the new notification from her.
It read: "I had a great time last night, we should do it again sometime." With a heart emoji at the end.
I responded back with: "I had a great time too, I definitely would like to do it again."
We texted back and forth for a bit more before she went offline.
Going into my house I went back upstairs to work on my homework I had due the next day.
I could still smell her faint scent on the bed.
Wait...
Scent.
Oh shit...
I'm so dead.