A Long Time from Home Ch. 26

Since it was the midsummer celebration, I decided to do something I hadn't done for a long time. I found some flowers, bought two flame grilled sardines and a glass of wine, walked to a fire, and sat down to silently pray the traditional prayer to the Goddess of Life, who ruled the summer months, thanking her for waking me up from the trance. That was followed by the equally traditional and silent prayer to the Goddess of Death, thanking her for not accepting my spirit while I was in the trance.

Then I threw the flowers on the fire, before I ate the fish and drank the wine, as I watch the flowers burn and the cinders be carried aloft.

It didn't feel like it was enough, but something Rita had said the week before suddenly popped into my head and inspired me to a quiet prayer.

"Goddesses, grant me the strength to accept the things I cannot change, the power to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference. "

Feeling better, I stood up and walked to the nearest beach bar to get some more to drink. I had almost reached it, when a female voice said, "Ivan?"

Looking in the direction of the voice, I saw Nahia Ibarra, Karen's volleyball partner, looking at me with a smile on her face. She was also dressed completely different than the sports bikini I saw her in at the volleyball tournament.

Now she was wearing a white shirt, with a red shawl tied around the waist and a long skirt that reached almost to the ground. I had seen several of the local women dressed the same way and guessed it was some sort of traditional costume.

"Hey Nahia. How's it going?"

She walked over to me. "Fabulous. My back is in better shape, than it has been for years." She hugged me lightly. "Where're Karen and the others?"

There was no way I could quickly explain the last two days to her, so I just said, "Something came up and they had to stay at a hotel."

"Really?" She tilted her head. "Are they okay?"

"Yes, but as you know, they're getting ready to travel back to the US."

Nahia nodded and changed the subject. "Were you going to the bar?"

"Yeah. I'm thirsty."

"Well, go get something to drink then." She said with a smile. "I'll go get some wine for my dad's wine bar and then we can meet up afterwards." She looked around and then pointed at a palm tree a good distance away from the fires. "Over by the tree there? It's something we both recognize."

I agreed and walked towards the bar, while she disappeared in the crowd.

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To my pleasant surprise, the bar had both pear and apple cider with the same alcohol content as a beer, so I bought two bottles of each and walked to the palm tree. Nahia wasn't there yet, so I sat down in the sand, leaned against the tree, and drank some pear cider, listened to the music, watched people partying and enjoyed the positive feelings on the beach.

I was halfway through the bottle, when Nahia sat down next to me. The red shawl was gone, and the white shirt had been exchanged with a purple halter top that showed off her breasts wonderfully, but she still wore the long black skirt from before.

"Welcome."

"Thanks." She said with a smile. "And sorry for the delay... I had to help my dad with the beach bar and then change into something less official, since my watch is over for now."

"No need to apologize." I chuckled and offered her a bottle. "Apple cider?"

Nahia accepted the bottle. "Thanks... hmm..." She glanced at her phone. "What does... eh... 'Vidi victus veni' mean?"

I laughed. "That you have been exchanging SMS with Rita."

"With Karen, but Rita was there as well." She admitted with a smile. "I wanted to know if they were okay with me drinking with you. They were."

I returned the smile. "Well, with that answer, it can't have been the only thing you asked."

"It wasn't, but what does it mean?"

"It's Latin for 'I saw, I was conquered, I came.'" I translated, still smiling.

"Why does that sound familiar?"

"Because it's a play on Julius Caesar's 'Veni, Vidi, Vici'" I answered with a chuckle. "Which means 'I came, I saw, I conquered' and since Karen isn't into history and doesn't speak Latin, I guess Rita helped her with that... So, what did you ask?"

"I'm not sure I should tell... but then again, those scheming witches must have known I would ask you, since I don't speak Latin." She smiled. "I study electrical engineering, not classical languages." Nahia paused for a moment to drink. "I asked, how good a lover you really are... I haven't really counted Rita's wicked sense of humour into this." A shy grin appeared on her face, but her eyes had a mischievous twinkle to them. "Sorry for being so up front about it, but the way you fixed my back simply rocked my world and I want more before your vacation ends."

I thought back at the massage I had given her, the feeling of her well-shaped, toned body in my hands and the lustful kiss she had given me before we parted. The thoughts had an immediate effect on me and suddenly, my pants seemed too confining.

Instead of saying anything, I reached out, took her gently by the neck and dragged her in for a kiss.

There wasn't a trace of resistance and as soon as our lips met, her tongue danced against mine.

"Awkward position." She panted as our lips parted again and before I had a chance to reply, she swung a leg over mine and sat down on top of me. Feeling my hard dick, she wriggled her bottom a bit and whispered. "For me?"

"If you want it."

Almost by themselves, my hands travelled to her legs, where they started to caress the flesh. Even through the soft material of the skirt, they felt smooth and strong.

Since I was leaned against a tree and she was sitting on top of me, she only had to lean forward a bit to kiss me, which she did. However, she also moved her hips ever so slightly, softly grinding against me and in spite of the fabric separated us, I could feel her pussy pressing directly against my cock.

"Mmm..." Nahia moaned into my mouth and pulled back a bit. "This is so naughty."

Being caught up in the moment, it took me a few heartbeats to realize what she meant, but then it struck me, that we were having what could only be described as foreplay on a public beach. We might be sitting in semi darkness, but we were still visible to people nearby.

"Too naughty?" I asked, but she shook her head, "No. It's too dark for anybody to really see anything, but we need to be careful. I have to live here."

She kissed me again, blocking any chance for me to point out, that she was the one that jumped me and not the other way around.

The kiss went on for a while, becoming hotter by the moment and I could feel her body heating up, as she moaned into my mouth.

Without breaking the kiss, she lifted her body a bit and sneaked a hand under her skirt, enabling her to fondle my now aching hard cock.

At least, that was what she was doing at first, but after a while she started unbuttoning my pants. With a quick pull, she freed my stiff cock from its prison, pushing the front of my briefs down below my balls and wrapping her hand around it, squeezing it lightly as if to test the hardness. She lowered her body until I felt her naked pussy pressing against the head of my cock, rubbing it between the wet lips of her pussy. The lack of panties surprised me, but I guessed she had planned for this or at least hoped for it.

Finally, she broke the kiss, whispering. "I've been wanting to do this since Thursday."

She slowly pushed down and back at the same time, biting her lip as her pussy spread around the head of my cock, opening wider and wider, gripping and slowly sliding down as the head was engulfed in her soft wet tunnel.

"Oh god." She moaned, rocking herself to push her pussy further down my cock, "Karen was right. You have a perfect size cock."

I swallowed a groan as I caressed her back. She was extremely tight, and the walls of her pussy massaged the head of my cock wonderfully, as she slowly and carefully worked more inside her, using small movements I doubted anyone could see in the semi darkness, even if they were looking directly at us. Even the fact that she was burying my cock in her tight wet pussy, was hidden from view by the long black skirt, that concealed our lower bodies like a small blanket.

Nahia went back to kissing me, her inner muscles squeezing me gently each time she lifted off after she had gotten a little more inside. She didn't get more than halfway, before the gentle squeezing turned into a ripple and her body shivered and shook as she came, moaning almost silently into my mouth.

I turned my caress into a hug, holding her tight until her shivers subsided as she came down from her orgasmic heigh. Breaking the kiss, she leaned her forehead against mine and giggled softly. "Karen did say that sex with you was good, but holy fuck was that an understatement."

That made me chuckle. "Don't give me the credit. I've done nothing so far." Holding her a bit tighter, I pressed her downwards on my dick. The orgasm had loosened her up and as I pressed down, my dick slowly but surely went deeper into her.

Nahia rotated her hips again, moaning and shivering with each spin. It took some time but eventually the smooth skin of her thighs and ass were firmly pressed my hips and I was as deep inside her as I could possibly get.

She sat still for a moment, clearly enjoying the feeling. Then she leaned forward and kissed me, gently rocking her hips, grinding her clitoris against me while her soft lips caressed mine and our tongues played.

Her rocking settled into a steady rhythm and to my amusement, her hips moved to the beat of the music someone was playing a little further down the beach.

"This is so exciting." She whispered with a smile when the song ended, squeezing my cock with her pussy. "People might see us, and I can't believe how much it turns me on!" She moved her hips in a circular motion and shivered. "Fuck... I'm already close to coming again!"

I slid my hands under her halter top and cupped her firm breasts, letting her hard nipples stick between my fingers, squeezing them each time I caressed her tits.

Nahia moaned softly and started to rock again, whispering. "God, this is good!"

"Very good." I agreed, enjoying the way her rocking made my dick slide into the warm wet pussy.

Again, she moved her hips to the beat of the new song, driving herself closer and closer to an orgasm, while I enjoyed the feeling of her tight pussy around my dick and her breasts in my hands.

An idea struck me, and I removed my hands from her breasts, and without warning, started to tickle her side, using exaggerated movements, leaving anybody who happened to watch us little doubt, as to what I was doing.

Nahia laughed, squirmed, and bucked as I tickled her, and the movements sent her pussy up and down much faster than before. I stopped tickling her the moment I could feel the orgasm start, took hold of her hips, and pressed her down on my cock, flexing the muscles in my buttocks to make my hips go up at the same time, effectively driving my cock as far into her as I could get in this position. Holding her there with one hand, I quickly reach up with the other and dragged her into an orgasm muffling kiss.

Her body tensed and her pussy contracted as she came with a shudder, screaming softly into my mouth. Using the muscles in the pelvis, I made my dick flex inside while she came, but otherwise, I just held and kissed her, while the climax slowly faded and the energy, she had released flowed into me, washing the tiredness away.

After a while, she broke the kiss, sat up and looked at me with a smile on her face and eyes that sparkled. "That was awesome!"

As she spoke, I could feel her still trembling pussy contract around my cock.

"Yeah, it was." I replied with a smile to match hers. "Even here on the beach."

Nahia hurriedly looked around to see if anybody was watching us, but nobody was paying us any attention as people everywhere was busy dancing drinking and having a good time.

A gleam of red hair caught my eye and as I watched, a good looking red headed woman walked towards one of the bonfires, drawing some attention from the men she passed on her way. I could understand why, as she had an hourglass figure and a large bosom. None of the men approached her though, which I suspected was due to the man walking next to her.

While somewhat short, he had broad shoulders and moved with the confidence of someone that could handle himself in a fight. As he looked around with a smile on his face, I suddenly recognized him as the male Interpol agent, the Twins had shown me in their mind-images earlier.

Nahia squeezed my still stiff cock with her pussy, making me turn my attention back to her as she softly said, "Damn, you have a nice thick cock. I could sit on this all night."

"I'm pretty sure we would be discovered then." I said with a chuckle. "But we could go to my hotel room."

"Yeah, we could..." She said, but then suddenly sighed. "Damn... I have to be here at midnight. I promised my sister, that I would jump over the fire with her... and I have to go visit my grandparents tomorrow and stay there for a few days."

"So, after midnight, but before tomorrow?" I suggested with a smile.

"You don't mind waiting?" She said, sounding a little surprised.

Laughing softly, I dragged her in for a soft kiss. "For sharing pleasure with someone as gorgeous as you, I would wait weeks."

Before she could say anything, I kissed her again, sneaking a hand under her shirt at the same time. She jumped a little, when my fingers slid up her leg until they reached her pussy, where I started to draw circles around her clitoris, making her moan into my mouth.

She kissed me harder and in response, I stopped the circling, placed a finger on each side of the sensitive organ and slowly moved them up and down, stroking the clitoris.

"Mmmmmm." She groaned and rocked her hips, pressing down on my stiff cock. I could feel her pussy trying to clamp tighter around me, as her rocking made it go in and out, stimulating her with each little move.

Keeping it slow, I continued to kiss and stroke her for some time, alternating between vertical strokes along the clitoris and horizontal strokes, that made my finger glide over her hard nub.

Nahia loved it, moaning, and groaning into my mouth, while gently rocking her hips to move my cock inside her. Her pussy clenching and unclenching in response to my strokes, her juices flowing freely down the base of my shaft, running down my balls.

With the slow pace, I was setting along with the limited movements we could make, it took a while before she was ready to come again, but I could feel her orgasm building.

Breaking the kiss, I whispered. "Ready?"

"Fuck, yeah!" She panted with a grin.

Leaning my head back, I dragged her closer to me, causing her to move forward and lift her hips.

With a quick move of my hips, I pulled my cock out of her, immediately replacing it with my fingers.

Kissing her to muffle the coming scream, I rammed two fingers into her, aiming right at her pleasure zone and finding it, as the palm of my hand connected with her clitoris.

She stiffened and the groaned, as I pressed the tips of my fingers against the pleasure zone and started to move my hand back and forth, massaging both the pleasure zone and the clitoris fast and firmly.

Nahia's body started to shiver, then tremble. Her pussy contracting around my fingers, clenching and gripping them as they went in and out.

"Uhhhhhhhh mmmmm" She screamed into my mouth as she came, her pussy squirting juice over me and her body spasming, while I held her tight until she collapsed on top of me, gasping for air.

We sat like that for a while, but eventually, she rose her head and kissed me softly. "Thank you."

I returned the kiss. "I'm not sure why you're thanking me, but you're welcome."

"For giving me the wildest orgasm in my life." She said softly and gave me another kiss, just as an electronic sound went off next to us.

Nahia looked irritated as she picked up her phone, but suddenly widened her eyes. "Shit. It's almost midnight and my sister's looking for me!"

"Lift your hips." I said and when she did it, I reached under the long black skirt, pulled up my briefs and buttoned my pants. Not exactly an easy task with a hard-on and not being able to see what I was doing, but after some fumbling, I got it done. "There you go."

With a smile she moved of me, sitting down to my left.

"Holy shit... was that me?" she said as she looked at the wet spot her juices had made on my pants.

"Yeah." I said with a smile. Since the pants were so dark blue that they were almost black, the soaked part wasn't easy to see, but just to be on the safe side, I took the rest of the cider and emptied it over the wet spot.

She looked at me. "Ehh why did you do that? It's not like people can see what caused it."

"I know, but now they can't smell it either." I said with a grin.

Nahia returned the grin. "Clever man... hmm... I better go find my sister before she finds me. Can we meet here in like half an hour?"

"I'll look forward to it."

She kissed me one last time, before she stood up and walked away.

Taking another cider, I opened it and drank some, before I stood, adjusting my hard-on, so it wasn't as visible. Something out of the corner of my eye caught my attention and looking over, I saw a trio of what looked like tourists, two women and a man, sitting on a blanket on the sand, drinking beer.

When they saw me looking in their direction, they all smiled widely and lifted their beer bottles in a salute. The guy gave me a thumps-up sign, while the two women placed their bottles on the sand and mimicked clapping.

Glancing at the palm tree, I realized that they must have arrived while Nahia and I was kissing and due to the position and the tree, Nahia haven't been able to see them sitting there. They might not have been able to see our faces for the tree, but they were able to see most of what we were doing and from their reaction, they had obviously seen most of it.

The only saving grace was that they were light haired, fair-skinned, and were wearing shorts, T-shirts, and sandals, marking them as tourists. That made in unlikely, that they would have any chance of ruining Nahia's reputation, so I raised a bottle of cider to return the salute and bowed slightly, which caused the trio to laugh.

With a return smile, I turned and walked over to one of the larger bonfires, where I sat down so my pants could dry. Looking at the partying people on the beach, I could feel the smile on my face.

Life was good, I decided and was about to drink more of the cider, when the strangest thing happened. It started as a tingling sensation in my neck and slowly spread all over my body. It was the feel of Vis Vitae.

At the same time, people shouted "Midnight!" in several languages and all around, people started to jump over the smaller fires.

The tingling sensation was still there, so I closed my eyes, focused on seeing the Vis and then opened them again. The air was like a thick fog as Vis energy materialized, flowing in huge amounts along the beach, engulfing everybody there.

I laughed to myself when I realized it was a temporary Dragon- or Ley line. One so old that its existence had been woven into the local folklore. There were several of these temporary Ley lines around the world and usually they were only there for four to ten glass (2-5 hours), before they were gone again.

I had no clue what caused them, because they weren't connected to any of the usual celestial phenomenon like solstices or eclipses, but an ancient theory said Vis Vitae moved like the ocean and that events like this one was the Vis equivalent to a local flood tide. It this case the 'flood tide' happened two days after summer solstice and must have done so for hundreds of years, but every temporary Ley lines followed a different pattern.