Mare Nostrum

The dust swirls around our feet like smoke as we start
up the path. Sweden and it's cold rain are far behind
us. Springtime is changing slowly over to summer in
the Mediterranean and the green hilsides are already
tinged with brown. A few more weeks and the summer
heat will be opressive, baking the rocks, but for now
the early morning air is fresh and sweet. We've found
a small village, farther up the coast where it's not
so crowded but today the beach is already filling with
tourists.

The old woman at the hotel has packed us som
nectarines and sliced melon and we're on our way to a
cave that's about an hours hike up the coast. It's
hard work. Low bushes line the stony path. It's
thyme and when you crush the leaves between your
fingers it smells of a Mediterranean kitchen. As we
round a point, a patch of green darker and larger than
anything else around comes into view. It's a tree and
when we reach it we find that it's guarding the mouth
of the cave, thriving on the moist air from within.

We jump down into the opening and the cool air feels
like an Arctic blast after the hike in the warm sun.
I can see your nipples through your thin, white cotton
shirt. I breathe in the moist air, wanting you. We
crouch down and go as far back as we can but the
passage rounds a corner and vanishes into blackness.
There's no way to go on without a flashlight so move
back to the mouth of the cave. You move towards the
opening and the light shines through your clothes. I
can see the shape of your body and it makes me want
you more.

The ledge at the opening is waist high and we stand at
look down towards the sea. There's a few fishing
boats out on the horizon. Far down the slope we can
see a small cove cutting in from the rocky coast with
small patch of white sand. A secret place, waiting
just for us. I pull myself out of the cave, turning
and reaching out to give you my hand. As I pull you
up you balance momentarily on the edge. My arm finds
your waist and I draw you towards me, we're presssed
together. I can feel your nipples, hard from the cold
air of the cave. You can feel my cock stiffen with
desire as we stand there for a moment. We smile and
move off towards our beach.

The chill of the cave vanishes quickly as we step out
into the bright sunshine again. It's about 100 meters
to the sea and we lose sight of our goal along the way
but after a while we're at the waters edge. The cove
is just off to our left and we pick our way along the
rocks, the waves gently splashing up towards us.

As we reach the small sandy beach, it's only 5 meters
wide and 20 long, the sound of the waves is muted,
masked by the softer gurgling of the water in our
cove. Our clothes are quickly off and you head in for
a swim as I spread out the large, white cotton blanket
on the sand. The sunlight sparkles on the water
around you as your hair fans out around your head. I
wade into the water and the sand quickly gives way to
rock, covered with sea urchins, I swim slowly out to
meet you and you smile, a diamond tiara of sunbeams
around your head. We swim and dive and play for a
while then you swim lazily back to shore.

As you rise out of the sea the water streams
shimmering from your skin. You're sitting eating a
slice of melon as I join you on the blanket. The fruit
is ripe and the juice runs over you lips. I lean to
kiss you, tasting the sweet melon and the salt of the
sea. This is how the ancient gods must have felt...

I take a nectarine, eating it slowly. When I'm half
done I pull out the pit and put it away in our pack.
You've finished eating and are stretched out sunning
yourself. You're skin is perfection, the swell of
your breasts You smile up at me, wanting me to want
you. I lean to kiss you again and you lie still, with
your arms stretched out over your head. My lips are
on your throat, gently nibbling. My fingertips move
over your body, caressing your side, tracing the curve
of your hip...

I take the last piece of nectarine and run it from
your neck down your chest, drawing a wet circle of
juice around your breast. Your nipples stiffen and
darken and you let out a small gasp. I gently kiss my
way over your body, following the trail of juice. My
mouth reaches your breast I cup it in my hand and
take your nipple ever so gently between my teeth,
pulling on it as my tongue probes and coils... The
tart juice and the sea salt taste divine... the scent
of your skin is intoxicating...

I let my hand glide over your stomach, finding it's
way between your legs, you part them slightly to let
me in. My finger gently traces a path around your
pussy, gently touching the lips. My mouth finds it
way to your other breast and you stretch out even
more, arching your back. I can feel that you're very
wet now and I slowly slip the tip of finger into you.
I pull back slightly and then slide it in deeper...
repeating this several times till it's all the way in
you. Then I slowly, very slowly, pull it out and
up... my finger is slick with your juices and I find
your clit... the first touch is hot and wet and feels
almost electric. You moan and arch your back even
more, pushing up to meet my hand. My fingers finds
it's way into you again and then back to your clit...
My hand is in you again, this time two fingers and
they find their out and up. You're wet and slick and
I softly roll your clit between my fingers, your hips
rolling at the same speed...

I lift my head and smile down at you, your eyes are
closed, biting your lower lip, arms still stretched
out... I take a piece of melon now, and paint a trail
of juice from your breasts and down over your stomach.
A small pool forms on your belly as I paint my way
down between your legs. my hand is still there...
moving in time with your hips. The melon juice blends
with your own.

I kiss my way over your stomach, pausing there to lap
up the juice and then continue... My mouth joins my
hand... I press my tounge firm and hard against your
clit... rolling in the same rythm. A finger finds
its way into you again, slowly pumping in and out...
after a while there's two... you push hard with your
hips into my face my hot breath on you, fingers in
you... You freeze and start to shudder, legs shaking
for what seems like forever. You've lifted your hips
high off the blanket and now they slowly sink down
again..

I'm watching you as you slowly open your eyes, skin
flushed from the sun and arousal... I'm beside you
now, in your arms... I take a bite of melon and then
kiss you and you can taste yourself along with the
fruit... the Gods smile down on us...