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Sven the Elder & Teresa Birdsong
© January 1999. Author's note: This story follows on from an earlier one
'Yesterday'. Although standing alone it may make better sense if
'Yesterday' is read first. It has been recently re-posted and
may be found in the ASSM archive. =========================================================== This story contains words of a sexual nature and should not be
read by juveniles. If this means you, go away and read something
else; you shouldn't be here anyway. This is a work of fiction and
in no way portrays real life - if you can't hack that, go lie
down in a dark room; the bad feelings will go away. =========================================================== This work is copyright by the authors. You may and keep
one copy for your personal use as long as the author's byline and
e-mail address and these paragraphs remain on the copy. Any
posting on a website or to a newsgroup requires the previous
permission of the authors. =========================================================== Today
~~~~~ Sven walked carefully down the narrow cliff path. It steepened
as it followed the curve of the bluff. As the trail swung round
the point of the headland the view across the sands was finally
exposed. As always he gasped at the suddenness of it all and
then clutched at the short grass of the steep bank to balance
himself. Chuckling inwardly he ed being steadier in the
past. But then the past was over thirty years ago and in those
days he had been like a mountain goat on the rocky cliffs. Now
it paid to be a little more cautious. Sven thought back to earlier in the week and Karen's invitation
to meet him now that his wife of so many years had died. Then to
yesterday and her sympathetic understanding when the dam had
broken and the pent-up emotion and tears had finally surfaced.
Today he felt different he felt cleansed as the years fell away.
Standing here on the path, looking down where Karen and he used
to walk in the old days before he had left home and married some
one else,. In days gone by , they held hands kissed and cuddled
as they followed the shoreline. In his head he could hear their
laughter as they splashed through the shallows at the edge of the
sea - two miles of sea strand empty, apart from some cows in the
far-off distance. Those halcyon days of perpetual summer were
still so real that in his mind he could smell the sand and sun
tan oil; hear the sounds of the gulls and the gentle crash of the
summer waves breaking in the sheltered bay. He laughed out loud now - the last was still true - golden sand
in an incredible arc, devoid of people, still some cows walking -
some things never change. Sven walked carefully on down to the beach and kicked his old
tennis shoes off, the sad dreams and events of the past few
months forgotten in the little-boy happiness of sand between his
toes. Unable to help himself he skipped down to the sea edge .
The water temperature on his bare feet took his breath away - it
might be July, it might be a sunny morning, the Gulf Stream might
even bathe this part of the West Coast of Ireland, but it also
moved up and down the coast erratically. For sure it was not
coming ashore here today. With the tide at flat, low water, Sven walked below the cliffs,
round the fingers of rock jutting across the strand. Smiling at
his luck, he noticed that the big deep natural pool still formed
between the retreating tide and the edge of the rocks. He
ed the goosebumps on Karen's skin and her laughing
shrieks when he had dragged her in. Sven tested the temperature
with a toe, thought 'to hell with it', glanced about to confirm
no one was in sight, stripped off and waded in. Not as cold as
the open water, it still took his breath away and shocked his
nerves into pinpricks as he ducked his head under and swam
quickly the ten or fifteen yards up and back. Clear of the water
he shook himself to get rid of the water, feeling the worry and
grief of the last few weeks draining away, dripping from his
finger tips. He used his shirt as a makeshift towel before
putting his shorts back on. He walked quickly now, carrying his shoes, a purpose in his
stride, round the deserted rocks and then started to climb
through the marram grass on the sand hills beyond the cliffs.
Not high, they were a couple of hundred feet at most, it still
left him hot and out of breath when he reached the top - pausing
he stood there, looking across the bay at the far distant hills
about twenty miles away. They shimmered a deep hue of purple
even though it was still early morning. Today would be a good
day. Turning, Sven walked slowly along the narrow meandering trail
that followed the ridge of the dunes. Finally he came to his
'secret' spot, right off to the side of the path, still high, but
not the highest point, it opened out into a little amphitheatre
shape, perhaps ten feet across and maybe fifteen feet front to
back. Its shape made it a natural look out and even in the early
morning it caught the suns warmth. The wind sighed gently in from the sea as Sven laid down and put
his pocket binoculars to his eyes and started to look at the
seaside scene below. A couple of small fishing boats close
inshore were laying lines, another hauling a net, the screeching
sound of attendant gulls born distantly down the wind. In the
distance, much further down the beach a lone golfer walked with
his dog, ired by the nosy cattle close by him. After a little while, comfortable and warm in the morning sun,
Sven dozed. - o - O - o After their gentle love-making in the light of an early dawn,
Karen had fallen into a deep and contented sleep in Sven's arms.
Awakened a couple of hours later by the sound of a mewing gull on
the roof, Karen had been at first upset at Sven's absence, then
looking out the window at the view that was below her eyrie
laughed to herself as she realised where he had gone. She had a
quick shower and towelled her hair dry before wandering around
nude to let her skin dry. She sang quietly to herself, as she set
the breakfast and got things ready for when they returned.
Then, slipping on shorts and a t-shirt she went out and drove the
short distance down to a small hidden lane that the locals used
as a short cut to the beach.. Pausing she took her car rug out
(the grass could be prickly in the dunes) Karen quietly closed
the car door before setting out. Gingerly she climbed towards
her goal, she was quiet - hoping to be able to see Sven before he
spotted her. Quietly she held her breath as she peered over the lip of the
half-hidden bowl. She smiled as she was rewarded with the sight
of Sven lying out, then she giggled as she realised he was
asleep. Ducking back from the top she glanced around and
realised there was no one else about so early - she slipped her
shirt off and then followed it with her shorts so that she was
quite naked. She hid her clothes and the rug just below the lip
of the bowl-shaped depression and out of sight of Sven, then
whistling softly, sauntered mischievously into view. Sven woke with a start at the sound of the intrusion, glanced
over his shoulder and his heart did a flip as he saw Karen.
Then, as he realised she was stark naked his jaw dropped in a
perfect double take. Struggling to regain his composure Sven said
"Hey Aphrodite - the sea's way down over there." Karen stood facing the morning sun and stretched upwards, then
said languidly "On a morning like this I want to worship the
sun..." Sven lay back on the grass and took in the beauty of the woman
who stood before him. Karen retained a sveltness that belied her
years - exercise and no children had helped, now, like Sven in
her early fifties, she was still stunning. Sven's gaze shifted
from the still firm, petite breasts, across the flat stomach to
the naked confluence of her thighs. He ed that she had
been shaved for a minor operation at some stage in her younger
life. Perversely, her pubic hair had never grown back. It made
her even more beautiful. "Well Apollo?" She teased. "Truly you get lovelier and more stunning as time es." Karen twirled like a model showing off on a stage. Her curves
and shapeliness glowed in the golden light of the morning. As Sven got to his knees before her, she gestured at his shorts.
As he removed them she walked to the edge where she had left her
things, bringing them back into view. She spread the car blanket
out for them to lie on. Sven laughed as she put her clothes
down. "Ah! That spoils the illusion, I thought you walked all the way
here dressed only in that smile.." Karen giggled coquettishly and stuck her tongue out in a gesture
that Sven ed well. Kneeling on the rug in front of her, he pulled her down to
him, eager to begin the dance they both so obviously had in mind.
Holding her head gently in both hands he kissed her face. Lost
in the eroticism of the moment, Sven felt himself harden in the
sunshine and clear air of that mystical spot where they had used
to meet in secret so long ago.
Sven's hands continued their caressing, across her breasts and
nipples and her stomach to the edge of where her thatch would
have begun, before working back upwards again. Karen tried to
in, running her hands through his hair, but he gently put
her hands back by her sides. "Just lie still..", he said. This was Sven's moment, he was controlling the timing and
motions of what was to follow. He wanted to keep the pace slow,
to savour the moment and try and make it last an eternity Gently he pushed Karen onto the rug so she lay on her back, eyes
closed, her nipples now hard and casting shadows in the morning
sun, the light bright and shining in off the dappled sea. Sven
leaned forward, kneeling between her thighs and kissed her gently
on the forehead. Again he kissed across her face to her mouth
then downwards tongue flicking on those erect nipples before
trailing a wet line across her stomach to the top of her vulva.
She gasped as he nipped her clit lightly between his teeth before
lifting her legs gently onto his shoulders and covering her
awakening mound completely with his mouth. She quivered and
then bucked underneath him as he wiped his tongue through the
delicious nectar of her aroused centre, her wonderful taste and
tanginess reminding him again of the taste and smell of the sea
below them . Sven played homage to that arousal and drank at
that glorious fountain until Karen pulled him away, unable to
stand any more of the sensations that were making her cry out and
grab at his back and shoulders. Sven paused for a second to savour the fiery red of her entrance
before she held his penis and guided him into her body with both
hands. He gazed deep into Karen's hazel eyes, "Karen - do you
...?" Karen smiled and murmured, "Yes, last night..." Then they both whimpered strangled cries at the ion and
emotions that took them over the edge a few seconds and scant
strokes later. Sven sagged down onto Karen and then rolled sideways to spare
Karen his weight, his now shrunken penis leaving a trail across
her thigh. As Sven gathered his breath and their breathing
returned towards normal, he kissed the tip of her nose. They dressed slowly, with frequent interruptions to cuddle like
teenagers in a first love affair. Between them they folded the
rug and then holding hands started to walk back to the car. As
they topped the rise Karen's old Coastguard watchtower home came
into view high on the hill. They paused as Sven looked at it. "What made you buy such a wonderful lookout?" Karen shaded her eyes and looked as well, then, with her hand
around Sven's waist, she laid her head on Sven's chest as she
reflected; pausing, before answering "The happiest times of my earlier life were here, growing up, our
families intertwining before we left to seek our fame and
fortune. I made enough money to retire and write, I was lucky
enough to have some of my writing published and that enabled me
to buy the ruin and make it into my home. With the views to
inspire me and all the memories - it seemed right." "You never married?" Sven queried. "Lets just say I never met the right man at the right time." They walked on hand in hand to the car. "Look," said Karen, pointing upward at the lark singing high in
the sunlight, far above their heads. His hymn of exultation for
that bright new day, rising in their hearts made them pause.
Sven smiled at Karen and, his heart echoing the happy birds
feelings for the new day, kissed her again before they made their
way home.
© Teresa Birdsong & Sven the Elder
January 1999 With much gratitude to Bo, my most excellent proofer and friend.
He has the wit, ability and kindness to alter things to reflect
what I meant to write in the first place. Teresa Birdsong may be ed via :
p o a t 9 8 at h o t m a i l dot c o m Sven the Elder may be ed via :
Sven at brass-neck dot demon dot co dot uk
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