The ocean roared under the gaze of the star-filled sky. The decimal of sound was deafening as the moon broke through the multi-colored clouds. It gave vision to each wave of water as it splashed against the large rocks that blocked us both from its path. The vision was godly and magnificent, as though it had been created with clarity and creativity from Mother Nature’s wisdom.
The walls of salt water, maybe between four and five feet tall, bashed and crashed against the barriers as if searching to break through its assailant in search of me. My shivering partner was slowly backing away as each spray of water grew closer, edging invisibly, just to overcome us with cunningness.
We moved back another few feet toward the huge rock caverns that were less than twenty meters behind us, slipping every now and then in our haste. Its form moved around in a widening motion, its willing arms outstretched, hoping to hold us within its watery embrace for an eternity.
A northerly wind followed its path and grew more intense as the waves followed suit, their height growing and their numbers increasing as her breath grew deeper, intensified with each passing moment!
Neither of us was experienced with the nature of the sea. We backed away further and further until we reached the mouth of a deep cavern that we had explored earlier. In daylight, it gave one the impression of excitement. But in the dark, it held secrets that only our imaginations could conjure.
Marie never noticed the water that was licking at her thin black shoes, more befitting to a walk in the park than the jagged monsters the shoes had just clambered over. But I noticed, and as we moved into the cliff’s mouth in search of a haven and of sanctuary, I noticed something else.
Four hours earlier ...
I pulled my car into a hidden tree-lined field just off the dirt track that led from the main road. We both exited and walked along the acre of grassland, heading for the beach below us.
The area was deserted. There was not even a house for miles, just as we had been informed. It was all we had imagined it to be, perfection for outdoor love.
It had taken us nearly twenty minutes in our decent from the cliff top to the pebbled beach below. The journey was hard and dangerous as we climbed almost vertically down the structure’s face. The distance was roughly about two hundred feet or so, but felt more in the region of five to six hundred as each move proved more difficult, putting our lives at stake.
We finally reached the bottom and as we landed on solid, safe ground, I scooped her up into my arms and tasted her platter while my hands slid along the top, then bottom length of her willing body. She trembled as my tongue entered her awaiting mouth and mingled within the flavors of her existence.
There was nothing to fear as we lay upon the warmed pebbles. We slowly undressed one another with such lust that it gave birth to a grunting and moaning that we were both unaware existed within us. Within moments, we were both naked and squirming within every orifice that our bodies desired to be discovered.
As the yellow being of light warmed us, I could sense an ending. As our mouths met yet for one more second, I could do little but cry out profanity as we orgasmed instantaneously as one!
“Do you really adore me?” she asked me as I dressed myself. I wasn’t quite sure how to answer. I looked down upon her slim, naked body and the long, dark hair that rested its locks upon the surrounding small stones. I did as best as I could under the circumstances.
“I love you more than the dew and the grass combined as one. Comparing you to a flower, I would say a red rose,” I exclaimed.
