Immersing myself in the sapphire colored liquid, the saline water buoys my body as I roll onto my back and observe the wisps of clouds miles above my head. My bare breasts peek out of the water as the current rocks me back and forth, my body seemingly weightless in the Adriatic Sea. The underwater clicks of animals having an afternoon snack fills my ears and I drift into the space of daydreams, a mere beige speck in the endlessness of the surrounding blues.
The coastline is stained of chalk and jade, a forest of oak gives way to volcanic stones reminiscent of porous bones that abruptly disappear beneath the sea. Other bronzed bodies decorate the shockingly white rocks here and there like serpents warming their blood.
Glancing around sheepishly as I undo the clip that holds my swimsuit top up, I spot a man like a reclining Greek god to my right gazing out into the limitless space, I shyly glance away from his toned form as he turns over to hide my embarrassment at having possibly been caught peeking. To my right, perfectly tanned tits sway freely as a woman navigates the precarious footing, her nipples barely standing out from the sun kissed flesh surrounding them. No tan lines mar these perfect bodies and I'm visually overloaded by the perfection of land, sea, and sex.
Gathering confidence from my not so near neighbors, I let my top drop and lie back determined to brazenly soak up as much sunshine as I can. The milky skin between my swimsuit lines tingles as it warms to the unfamiliar sensation of being bared to the sun. Minuscule ripples lap around the large speckled boulder I'm draped on while crabs skitter within slender crevices found along the shore. I grow accustomed to the new sensations present as the soft breeze teases me, stroking my tender skin while I busy myself in a novel. Getting lost within its pages, I forget my nudity and disappear from existence.
Resurfacing from the tale a short time later, I'm eager to dive beneath the briny water that has been whispering promises of cool quenching relief from the intensity of the sun. My toasted skin yearns for the shock of the chilly water and I stand trying to determine a best way in. Stretching my back I grin to myself at the absurdity of the giddiness I feel to be standing in public, bare chested and uncaring. The rocks become slick underfoot as I navigate the shallow depths stumbling over the hidden holes and jagged rocks like a drunken toddler. Finally giving up as I tumble into the water, I giggle at the liberties afforded to me here.
Aiming for the deeper water further from the coastline, the white sandy bottom in the distance guides me away from the rocky shore . Warm and cool veins of water crisscross the bay giving me chills as the temperature switches to and fro with no warning. As I look around, it's still hard to believe that I'm here, even after all all of these months of travel. Each day still promises new sensations, sights and experiences, and instances like this are priceless.
I become infatuated with the azure palette surrounding me while the sky kisses the horizon I swim in the crystalline waters. No waves bother me as I dive beneath the surface and I find I'm falling deeply under the spell of the moment. Lying back into the waters bathtub like embrace, the sun momentarily blinds me before I close my eyes and float effortlessly.
Finally tiring of my solitary games with the sea I return to my perch, my exit from the water no more graceful than the entrance. Clamoring onto my towel I collapse, lying prone while sun immediately takes up the task of drying my backside. I silently wish that I had the courage to bare it all, but this is my first time and I'm too shy to join the others in their natural state. I've already grown somewhat accustomed to my semi-nude display in this short time and I no longer feel the nerves I originally did when others walk past.
The sun has made it's way across the sky, a subtle warning that it might be time to retreat into the shade before I turn less beige and more rose. I'm already excited and looking forwards to my next beach adventure. Stripping completely beneath the towel now wrapped around my body, I sit facing the ocean for a moment. Feeling the caress of the air as it winds up my calf, around my knees and past my thighs, I'm tempted to let my towel drop, but that's an adventure for another day. The daredevil in me simply can't wait until next time when I just might go for it.
Dressing, the dried salt forms patterns on my skin. My hair is wild and stiff with it as I try to mold it into something less erratic. Sun baked, warm and happy, I walk back into the forest towards the car.