A beautiful summer day in July, the temperature was almost perfect-not too hot and not too cold. An azure sky that had just a wisp of clouds with a small breeze. This is the way Laura liked to go swimming with her auburn hair and emerald eyes, ready to swim or more.

A daily ritual to ease into the pool at a nice twenty-eight degrees Celsius always brought back that memory of her first time. The event that almost everyone remembers but is usually linked to a heavy petting session in the back of a car, in a bed when parents are absent, or at a hotel not known to ask for identification.

A Flashback

Laura was only eighteen, but behind many of her classmates who had already had significant sexual experiences with one or more than one person, sometimes with more than one person at a time. She remembered the warm water at the isolated beach and the day, much like the present one. The weather was like today, and she could still hear her boyfriend Tom’s voice calling to her from the water.

“Come on, Laura, don’t take so long. Nobody is going to see you.”

She hesitated to put on her sexy bikini and go into the water. Her mother had almost vetoed her enthusiasm for the purchase. Some gold highlights with a deep purple suit that covered most of her butt. The top accented her natural 38DD breasts and just missed revealing her areolas. The material was thin enough that when her nipples were erect, everyone would know.

Changing was easy enough with no one else around. Tom, her boyfriend, had seen most of her already. Why put on a suit?

A natural progression, one step at a time

After two months of dating, they had fondled all the important bodily erogenous zones. Laura had touched a penis for the first time with Tom. It was a discovery, even though she had four brothers, but all of them were older than her. When they were young, she marveled at the soft, fleshy hose going to a hard tube. As she was the youngest, she never really understood what it was for until some girls in high school started talking about their interest in boys and what they would like to do with them.

The talk with her mother about her period and what could happen with boys who were not careful was a little scary, but she was still somewhat convinced that her parents could never have done such things, at least not more than five times.

Her high school life was a little dreary. She was not unattractive, but shy, and her body did not adhere to a schedule of some girls who were women at fourteen. In her last year of high school, boom. Her breasts decided it was time to expand, going from tiny buds to her present size in the space of under a year.

That with her svelte figure upped the interest, but many of the interested boys had not shown any interest in her before, or through rumors suggested that she would be a lifelong virgin or was someone nobody would ever even date. Those mean-spirited people were now eager to go out with her.

Tom was different. He had been kind and thoughtful towards her since they first met in the second year of high school. The music class was often boring. Nothing modern and focused on classical music, but Laura was a piano expert, dazzling the class when the teacher asked her to play some music from Chopin that they had listened to with backing instruments. At the end, the class was stupefied.

But Tom stood up and clapped, saying, "That was amazing!”

Tom was six feet with a rangy physique and brown hair. Not thin, but not bulky. He was attractive and they talked during lunch times. But he had numerous friends and was even friendly with other girls in her class.

It took another year for Tom to finally ask Laura out on a date. Her first. They were going to a film at which she was so nervous she needed to see it again to know the plot. At seventeen, she had started to mature, but her shyness led to a first date of maybe a hundred words. Many of those words were ‘yes’, ‘no’, or ‘maybe’, with some ‘I don’t know’. She was sure that it was going to be their last date.

Surprisingly, Tom texted that he hoped they could go out again. The second date went better, and they were all of a sudden becoming repeat offenders.

After the third date, Tom inched his mouth close to Laura’s, and they kissed for the first time. It was just a good night kiss, but so different from a kiss on the cheek. It meant more than just a quick peck on the cheek. Tom lingered a little on her lips, and Laura felt so elated. If that date had just been ‘the kiss, ’ the rest was insignificant. Later, Laura knew what Klimt embodied in that moment.

Over the months of dating, both Laura and Tom had initiated the exploration that is associated with hormonal explosions that accompany puberty, but are suppressed by some because of societal norms. Laura knew that when Tom kissed her, her breasts hardened, as did her nipples.

Her excitement was heightened the first time she took Tom’s hand and placed it on her covered breast. Through her layers of clothing, she felt an electrical charge that had not grown old. Subsequent sessions with Tom and the layers of clothing covering her now womanly breasts were eliminated. No coaxing was needed for Tom to touch her sensitive nipples while kissing and touching her face and neck. The first time he sucked on her breasts was a treat. She loved it when his mouth found her nipples, and he circled his tongue around them. The suction he provided just made her discover that she could become aroused without playing with herself.

Touching her breasts was one thing, but then Tom placed her hand on his crotch, and she felt his erect manhood for the first time. He wore tight jeans that showed a long bulge. She placed her hand on the rise in his pants first, rubbing it to feel it hard, and holding the shaft as best she could. Then she felt it twitch, almost like feeling a baby kick in the womb. She liked the response to her touches as she squeezed his lump, and it begged for her attention.

In the next installment, Tom asked her for the first time to feel his organ directly. Laura unbuckled his belt, undid his button, and slid her hand below his underpants. His cock was hard, but she didn’t expect it to be a little slippery and wet. The sticky, greasy feeling of his precum was a surprise. Nobody told me he would make a fluid like a woman, before he ejaculates. The touch provoked a response from inside her loins. The passion with which they kissed and fondled each other in that moment previewed more exploration.

That first handful on Tom didn’t last very long. In a brief second, Laura sensed Tom’s penis contract and expand quickly. Tom, also without much experience, released a huge quantity of his man seed onto his abdomen and Laura’s arm and hand. The surprise was evident, and Laura released her grip but then continued to jack Tom. Tom moaned, and Laura’s tongue and breast could tell that this was an orgasm for a man.

The following steps were rites of passage for most adolescents exploring things that they didn’t understand. There was no porno readily available for girls, and the internet was dial-up at that time. Girls had talked about blow jobs and giving head, without any big explanation. Everyone assumed that they knew what they were talking about. Nobody wanted to admit that they were so naive that they had no real idea.

Then, Laura had the courage to ask what it meant.

“Oh. I didn’t think that you did that. Isn’t that where they pee?”

The friend explaining oral sex on a man to Laura was a young woman skilled in the techniques involved. Wide-eyed Laura was listening intently and wanted to record the discussion. The knowledge from her friend was accompanied by her friend’s insistence that if she mastered those techniques, her boyfriend would be unable to resist her.

Armed with the knowledge imparted by her friend, Laura went down on Tom, and he was the lucky recipient of his first oral sex. She wasn’t sure what to expect because her first hand job was so fast. Going down Tom’s chest and feeling his nipples harden for the first time was a turn-on. Knowing she could suck on his nipple and elicit a reaction was sexy.

Moving down his body and releasing his penis brought that sticky liquid feeling between her thighs. His precum was leaking as Laura pulled his pants and underpants to the ground. Kissing and gently biting as she moved down his abdomen, she had her first taste of man juice when she licked just below his navel.

‘I wouldn’t order it as a drink, but it wasn’t so bad,’ she thought and continued.

Holding his cock in one hand and massaging his chest with the other, she came face to dick with the goal of her action. Laura directed the hard cock to her mouth and hesitatingly washed around the head with her tongue. Not bad, she concluded without letting on that she didn’t want to taste Tom’s leaking manhood.

With renewed enthusiasm, Laura took the head in her mouth and gently sucked on his erection. Starting at the head she sucked and flicked her tongue at the underside of the corona that she later learned was the frenulum.

Laura remembered vividly the moans and words that Tom issued.

“Suck me, Laura. Don’t stop! I’m gonna cum so hard.”

Laura went up and down his shaft and jerked him with one hand as she concentrated on the upper part of his rod with her mouth. As her instructor indicated, she timed her up-and-down hand motion with that of her mouth, and it was having the effect she was told it would. Tom gently held her head to feel this amazing sensation that he had never experienced.

Laura was also so excited by Tom's response that she forgot about the eventual outcome her new motions would elicit. She was concentrating and listening to the sucking sounds she was making with saliva on Tom’s erection, mixed with his copious precum. For a young man, a few minutes seemed like an eternity of pleasure.

“I’m cumming, Laura,” he cried as Laura wasn’t sure what would happen.

With a brief second, Laura sensed a contraction with her mouth and tongue, followed by the release of Tom’s semen in distinct spurts. She knew this would come, but forgot about it in the moment and didn’t realize that a first-time sexual experience for almost all males winds up in a rapid ejaculatory event.

Not a seasoned veteran, Laura had no time to think and engaged in peristalsis to swallow all of Tom’s copious seed. Tom was also surprised that it was over so quickly. Laura was still pumping and licking him, finding that semen wasn’t as distasteful as she imagined and that Tom was still moaning and touching her head afterwards.

Tom was still in a daze when Laura lifted her face, and he immediately kissed her, offering his tongue to show that he was appreciative of all she had done. Laura returned her tongue still bathed in his seed. Tom was surprised and excited to taste himself on Laura.

Wrapping his arms around her, they kissed for a while, as he slowly caressed Laura’s breasts and one of his hands wandered down to her abdomen, then further. Sensing that Laura was not protesting, he continued to her panties. A clear string of sticky yet slippery liquid/gel that Tom found fascinating.

“You did that, Tom. You made me all excited,” Laura whispered in his ear.

Tom was now accustomed to Laura and her budding fellatio skills. However, he hesitated to reciprocate. For his sexual education, Tom consulted some older, experienced friends who told him about how women respond to cunnilingus.

“It is like getting a blow job for girls and almost all of them like it,” one friend told him.

“It isn’t like the crude jokes we sometimes tell. It is really exciting to have a girl respond like we do,” another told him.

Buoyed by the encouragement, Tom took it into his own hands, maybe more with his tongue and lips, to give himself a taste of oral sex and Laura.

Sitting alone on the couch in the living room of his parents’ home, while they were away for the day, Tom was ready. Kissing Laura and fondling her breasts, slipping off her bra, and playing with her nipples. Laura had no idea what was going to happen next. Laura loved it when Tom went down and played with her nipples, sucking until they were hard. They were so taut it felt like they would burst.

As his hands played, he started to descend, languidly kissing her abdomen, and his hands lifted her skirt. She wanted him to put his hand in her pussy. It gave her an electric charge every time he ran his fingers around her clitoris and inserted one in her love tunnel. All she could think about was that overpowering urge that made her so hot when his finger pumped in and out of her.

Laura wiggled a little to help Tom remove her panties. They were not as wet as the first time Tom touched her little button. Tom moved to inside Laura’s thighs with alternating kissing and nibbling. Liking that so much, Laura reinforced it by holding his head and running her hand through his hair and playing with his ears. He sucked hard, but the sensation was incredible, and later she found the mark of his attention, just next to her sex.

Laura was not ready for the next step in her sexual advancement. She had not discussed the act with anyone, so it was a real shock. Laura opened her legs a little wider as Tom moved his head directly in front of her and ran his tongue over the slit in her mound.

Laura jumped a little as the tongue grazed her clitoris and she let out an, “Oh!”

Now Tom’s tongue probed deeper and felt her hardened pearl. Laura slouched back, pushing her pubic mound forward to give Tom better access. That maneuver was met with a tongue lashing up and down her slit with each brush on her clit, causing a slight jerk in her body. This was more interesting than even sucking on her tits.

The enthusiasm that Tom showed was being rewarded with Laura’s moans and touches.

At the introitus, Tom licked to try to find how to enter her cunt. His tongue slipped up into her, and he moved it in and out, tongue fucking her as he massaged her breasts and sides. Laura was in a trance that was headed to an awakening.

Laura was now pumping her pussy on Tom’s tongue, but the next few minutes were memorable. Tom replaced his tongue with one and then two fingers that Laura humped, while Tom, from his basic training, sucked on her hard love button. In the space of a few minutes, Laura’s remembrance was a blur, but not the sensation she received.

Continuing to suck her and finger her, Laura started to shiver like she was cold, and then to their great surprise, Laura shot several spurts of liquid that hit Tom in the face. The taste of the liquid that fell into his mouth lingered, and he continued to lick Laura’s pussy until she relaxed.

Laura, in post-orgasm, relaxed and pulled Tom to her and kissed him, running her tongue over his and tasting herself for the first time. Moaning was the communication that expressed their inability to find words for their pleasure.

A memory that repeats with each time

Back to the beach. She kissed him, and now they had evolved. Her tongue slinked into his mouth and circled his. Feeling his tongue respond, they enlaced their arms around each other. The innocent first kiss had given way to a passionate embrace. All that led to the trip to the secluded beach would spawn the mania Laura had for making love in the water. The aquafilia was her fetish. Her thoughts always drifted back to that first time with Tom.

The heat, the passionate kisses on the blanket, along with all the touching and fondling outdoors. They had kissed before in public, but this was different. Both of them were in a state of arousal that left reason lying with their clothes on the blanket.

After a languid kiss, Tom took the liberty of practicing his skill at exciting Laura. He had gone down on her many times now, but the breeze from the ocean, the sun warming their bodies with a slight breeze, made her more aroused than the other times Tom had his tongue and mouth raise her hormonal level.

The play with her breasts and pussy was maddening. Laura wanted to feel Tom’s manhood penetrate her. They had been circling each other like two birds in a mating dance for months now, and Laura couldn’t wait any longer. Just cumming wasn’t enough. She needed to feel Tom really fuck her.

As Laura received Tom’s ministrations, she suddenly rose from their blanket and grabbed Tom’s hand. Letting go when she rose as she bounded for the water.

“Come with me,” she gleefully requested.

“Okay, but why?” he responded.

She hesitated as the waves lapped at her legs, and Tom's penis bobbed up and down as he followed.

“Come on, Tom, don’t take so long. Nobody is going to see us.”

Now her contemplation was complete. Her decision was rapid.

She knew what she wanted, as Tom closed the distance from the beach to the water with the cooling water splashing around her. Soon she arrived just above waist-deep in the water, waiting for Tom.

Tom pulled her arm, and Laura was directly in front of him. Their lips met, and their tongues were electrifying their bodies. As Laura reached down, she felt Tom’s erection growing in her hand as he massaged her breasts and tugged on her hardened nipples. Still excited from their preliminaries on the beach, Laura knew she was ready.

“Tom, I want you. Fuck me here,” she demanded.

“You sure?” he responded.

“I don’t want to ask you again. Give me your cock,” she commanded.

With no hesitation, Tom held Laura in the gentle undulating waves that moved her breasts as her hand reached behind her to hold his rod. Wrapping her legs around his back, she slid down, guiding his homing missile into her for the first time.

Moving up and down with the gentle waves, Laura was filled with his manhood. It felt so good to be fucked. To have his shaft inside her. She squeezed his cock with her pussy as he moved up and down. They shared the waves and kissed as they enjoyed their first-time making love.

“Fill me with your cum, baby,” Laura whispered in her ear.

Heeding her plea, Tom, also losing his virgin status, proceeded to spurt a healthy number of ropes into Laura. Laura was almost unaware that Tom had already cum, until she felt herself start to jerk on his cock with her body signaling her own orgasm.

It was a moment that Laura would not forget. She was so cum drunk that she almost forgot they were in the water and wanted to slip down to suck on Tom. It was an event that few people forget.

For Laura, she wanted to be reminded repeatedly. Returning to the blanket on the beach, Tom’s relaxation was complete, but Laura wanted more for the day. Her gentle caresses, aided by her tongue and mouth, led to Tom being ready for another séance.

Dragging him to the waves, Laura beckoned, “Now fuck me again and longer!”

She mounted him, and with similar motion, he had more staying power, with the second time being longer and more passionate. How marvelous, Laura thought as she moved with the waves. The second wave took much longer to arrive but was more profound than the first.

Laura slowly raised her body off Tom’s still swollen member. Kissing him and feeling his cock slip out and the warm cum drain from her cunt just made her want Tom’s cock. Returning to the beach, the two deflowered adolescents snuggled, kissed, and fondled each other.

The next time they made love was on land, and although wonderful, Laura was mired in the overwhelming endorphin explosion that she experienced in the ocean. The act of lovemaking was amplified for Laura. In the coming years, Laura, for whatever reason, was unable to shake her fixation with lovemaking in the ocean.

Subsequently, making love in her parents' pool elicited the same response as in the ocean. She had developed a certain desire to make love in the water. Her aquaphilia was established beyond any doubt.

Present day

After several years, Tom faded away as the two went to different cities with new adventures and new lovers. However, that first time in the ocean kept Laura as passionate as the first time.

Now, each time as she slips into her pool, her newest lover waiting for her perfectly formed body to arrive, the wait to embrace him, come up behind him, and feel his manhood stiff in her hand still makes her body yearn for this renewed sensation. She has been unable to have a perfect replication of that first time, but each time with her new lovers, she has the desire and the arousal as if she were back on the beach.

Once her new lovers are baptized in an almost religious way with their immersion in Laura, they are considered special if they long for continued sessions. Failure of a lover to cede to Laura’s fascination with love in the water results in a rapid break, even if their performance on dry land is exemplary. With passing years, Laura’s aquaphilia has led to her developing a stable, or is that school of lovers, who specialize in that other kind of water sport. For Laura, making love in the water has captivated her lovemaking ever since that first unforgettable moment in the gentle waves.