Horny Holiday 3 - The Cave in the Cove
by Jonathan Eddington
On the first full day of our holiday, we rose early due to the baking heat of the sun beating down on our tent. After a quick breakfast, and before the other campers had even begun stirring, we decided to head to the nearby beach for a refreshing swim.
After making a couple of wrong turns during our walk down, we finally arrived at the tiny village nestling in the valley that opened up into a small cove. To our surprise, the wind was quite strong here, and there were several surfers braving the waves, yet there had been none at all at the camp.
"Still fancy a swim?" I asked Mary.
"Hmm. Looks a bit too rough" sighed Mary. "Though we can still take a walk along the beach."
Giggling like teenagers, we removed our foot wear and raced down to the water, feeling the warm sand running through our toes.
"Flipping heck that's freezing!" I yelped after just a few steps into the sea.
Mary stopped a few feet from the water line and laughed as I rushed back out again. Over Mary's shoulder I spotted a gap in the cliff at the edge of the beach. A small cave.
"Let's go exploring" I grinned and head over towards it.
"Explore...? Oh yeah!"
At least we would not get cut off in there, as within the few minutes it took for us to reach it, the tide was definitely on its way out. Even though the cave was only a few feet taller than us, and just wide enough for both of us to stand side by side, it was surprisingly deep. Though the sandy floor gave way to uneven rock a short distance past the bending entrance, and the roof lowered swiftly to barely chest height.
"Very cosy" Mary purred in the shadows, pulling me close to her.
"Yet tantalisingly public" I whispered as I slip my hands inside her t-shirt and slowly lifted it up.
Tenderly we kissed as I reached round and unfastened her bikini top. Mary stepped back, grabbed her t-shirt, and swiftly removed it with her bikini top, setting free her beautiful breasts. Looking over Mary's shoulder, and out of the cave, I could see two more surfers heading for the sea. Blissfully unaware of our increasingly naked bodies only yards from them, they ran on into the sea in search of the perfect wave.
Swiftly we discarded the last of our clothes and savoured the hunger on each other's lips. Our hands caressed every delicious curve of each other's exposed bodies, before homing in on the focus of each other's desire. Softly I gasped as Mary stroked the full length of my erection, and she sighed as my fingers dipped into her glistening pussy.
From outside the cave came the sound of rapidly pattering feet and soft voices. Suddenly something ran past the front of the cave causing us to break our kissing and watch outside. Even with the rising possibility of discovery our hands and fingers still stroked and thrust each other's raging passion. Again we heard the pattering of running feet coming towards us.
"Woah!" I said, as without warning we were no longer alone.
