The drive is tough and longer than we expected. The map showed less than 100 miles, but we quickly discover that not all Mexican roads are as good as Interstate 5. The last twenty miles are on a bumpy dirt road. A few times we are even questioning if it is passable, but fortunately our rental is a capable SUV, so we trudge on. We started early in hopes of getting there before the heat, but it was not to be - we are getting close to noon, and it is getting very hot.
In all honesty, the remoteness of our goal was part of the attraction. For the past 30 minutes of our drive, we haven't seen anyone at all - driving or otherwise. We hoped that the destination wouldn't disappoint, and we would largely have it to ourselves. We were right on both accounts.
When we arrive and get out of the dusty vehicle, the view before us is nothing short of magical. It is a cenote - one of those beautiful circular ponds originating from the massive meteorite impact millions of years ago. Jutting out right next to it, and partially overhanging it, is a fairly large crag. It creates a good amount of very welcome shade. In front of the pond, there is a small sandy beach, and all around it is the jungly forest that we were just driving through for so long. A small stream is feeding into it, adding pleasant murmur.
- Wow, - you say. It is hard to disagree.
As we hoped, there is nobody there at all - unlike the popular cenotes closer to civilization. We brought swimsuits just in case but are happy not to need them. Minutes after getting out of the car, we are feeling the heat, so both of us quickly undress, you pull your hair into a bun, and we jump into cool water.
We spend some time swimming lazily and enjoying ourselves. Upon getting closer to the crag, we discover that part of the rock overhangs the water and creates a mini-grotto - sort of a dark awning, under which the water is not too deep. Of course, we have to get in there to explore. It isn't big enough to hold any secrets, but the two of us can easily fit there - standing neck deep in water, hidden from view.
You love the cave and look around, observing cool rocks sticking out of the ceiling. That gives me an opportunity to creep up behind you and embrace. I kiss the back of your neck, and my hands wander, somehow inevitably finding your boobs. I press you closer to me, and you don't seem to mind. My cock is nestled between your buttocks. The water is just a bit too cool for me to be fully erect, but I am definitely feeling the excitement.
You turn around and start returning my kisses. Our tongues play, bodies close. This grotto is perfect, and you are perfect, and we take our sweet time, just kissing and kissing for who knows how long.
...Apparently, long enough. As we separate briefly, I notice movement on the beach. Two figures. Female. "Oops", - I say and point them out to you. What do we do? Our clothes are on the beach. This is embarrassing. Maybe they didn't see us? No luck, they did - they waved at us casually and got back to chatting.
As we are contemplating our options, the two ladies pick a shady spot for themselves and put down their beach towel. Quickly, it becomes clear that our nudity will not be an issue - they also strip down completely and run into the water, laughing.