When he woke up two hours later he was not alone. Before he even opened his eyes he could hear soft breathing at his side, the faint dripping of water falling delicately off the person who had recently entered the cave. He opened his eyes, expecting to see the somehow soft but also hard eyes of his uncle Toni.

"Good morning," his ex said. Not Toni. Rafa nearly jumped as he saw her wet face just a metre from his own and he couldn't help but wonder whether this was a dream.

"How did you find me here?" He asked, panic laced into his voice at the fact that his secret place had been discovered.

"Do you remember in early 2009 when you came here, sad because of your parents' break up?" Xisca reminded him softly.

"Yes, of course! How could I have forgotten, you followed me and comforted me in here." Rafa replied. It was all coming back to him now. "And what are you doing here now?"

There was a long silence as Xisca tried to formulate a sentence which would express why she came in its fullest.

"I found your note," she finally explained, "I realised that maybe you do still have feelings for me and I felt guilty at my harsh rejection. But also, I realised that with all that you're going through right now the thing that you really don't need is an angry ex on your case. So I'm sorry."

Rafa's eyes shone with a new found happiness. "I really do mean it you know."

"Mean what?"

"I still love you. I love your total honesty, your beautiful appearance, your brilliant intelligence, your understanding of when a friend needs something to lean on. I still love you, I never stopped and I never will."

When his ex-girlfriend didn't reply, Rafa couldn't help but feel that he'd blown it again. This was exactly what had caused the massive argument the evening before and he was already trying to formulate an apology. The words could never leave his mouth because she kissed him, she kissed him with the passion that he'd tried to kiss her with yesterday. He replied by accepting the kiss and opening his mouth and softening his lips. Soon, he moved his tongue into action by brushing it gently against her lips, which parted more at the touch. Rafa knew her reactions enough to know that this was a confirmation and he delved his tongue into her mouth. It seemed like forever before they finally ran out of breath and pulled away.

"I was wrong about your passion being gone," Xisca gasped, "How about you prove it to me further?"

Rafa looked around instinctively. "What, in here?"

"I'm not sure that I can wait until we get back to be honest." Xisca said, her eyes alight with an aroused blaze.

"You're the boss," the tennis player shrugged, "I have a blanket in my over night bag which we can use as the bed I suppose."
He leaned over and pulled the blanket from his bag, laying it out neatly before pulling the beautiful girl onto it with him. He quickly undid the buttons of her white shirt exposing her slim torso. As he already knew, she wasn't hugely well endowed in the breast size department which meant a completely different approach to the one he'd taken with Sophie, who's boobs had been frankly huge. Not going to the breasts straight away, he started on her neck. From what he could remember from their time together before 2009 she had a particular soft spot on the back of her neck. Smothering her neck with quick kisses, he waited until she shuddered and jumped quickly at the bottom of the back of her neck. He'd found the spot. He planted one bigger kiss and a little bite on that spot and tickled it briefly with his finger tip. Now it was time for the breasts.

The way to get Sophie aroused had been to juggle and massage her boobs but this was not possible with his less well endowed new partner. So, he went straight to the nipples with a quick pinch and a pull on each before suddenly pulling away. The topless girl gasped at the suddenness of him stopping. She knew this to be a sign that he wanted more of a reaction from her.

"Please...continue." She gasped. Rafa nodded seductively and placed his hands on her breasts giving them a squeeze and a massage before putting his tongue down onto her left areola and licking around them in soft circles. His other hand went to the nipple of her right breast, giving it sharp tweaks. He left the areola and moved onto the nipple of the left breast and sucked in softly. To finish, he gave it a quick bite. After going through the same process on the right hand breast he continued to undress her, removing her shorts and her panties with an impatient motion. Smiling seductively he withdrew his head from her breasts and, leaving a trail of kisses behind him, took his tongue to her hub.

He gently teased the girl with his tongue and fingers by tracing the insides of her thighs towards the place where she wanted his tongue most. She was starting to moan now, her first vocal reaction to the worship that he'd been giving her. At her reaction he moved inwards to spread her pink lips with his tongue and place his mouth directly over her opening. Kissing her like he would kiss her mouth, he gradually moved his tongue into her and began to explore. She bucked up and gave her loudest scream of ecstasy as his tongue found a certain point within her and Rafa, never breaking their eye contact, concentrated three seconds purely on this spot. He knew that he'd brought her to the edge already and he gently pulled his tongue out to lick on the surface once more. He brought his fingers into the fray, rubbing the top of her clit with one finger whilst very shallowly penetrating her with the another. She moaned again, thus giving Rafa the signal to change his tactics again and he slid his tongue over the top of her clit, shaping his mouth into an 'O' shape and sucking on it. It was when he put another finger in her when she came, covering his tongue with her sweet juices. They withdrew from each other as they briefly caught their breaths before Xisca made a move to return the favour, leaning over him to kiss him. She could still taste her orgasm on his tongue. Knowing that there was only one place where he wanted her mouth at that moment, she moved lifted his t-shirt over his head and pulled down his shorts and boxers so that they were in the same state of nudity but forget his rock hard abs and his big pecs, there was only one piece of her body which caught her eye. She looked down in love at his eight and a half inches in wonder, not at its size but at the memories which she had about them. The dreams she'd had about them.

"I've dreamt of this moment for years," she whispered up at him, referring to their utter nakedness. Slowly, she took his cock in her hand and rolled it about in one hand whilst juicing the head of it like an orange with a pattern of three squeezes and then a long, hard twist. Rafa lay his head back, enjoying the brilliant pleasure as she moved one of her fingers down to the tiny bit of skin between his ball sack and arse hole. From memory she knew that this was one of his most sensitive spots and mercilessly she tickled it at the same time as pumping his cock up and down. When Rafa emitted a guttural moan, she removed her hand from his cock and prepared her mouth for action. Seeing what she was about to do, Rafa took her head in his hands and gently directed it down, controlling the pace.

Xisca quickly engulfed his long manhood in her warm, wet and young mouth. Although she'd never let on, she loved the feeling of blowing a man; she loved the power and the control but also revelled in the pleasure which she was bestowing upon her partner. It was just as satisfying as the end result of her efforts. She didn't just suck it, she made love to it with her mouth and it turned her on nearly as much as fucking. She planned to suck her beautiful boyfriend's fine specimen every available day for the rest of her life. Rafa groaned as she started licking him all over, her hand stroking him when she licked the head. Her tongue went all around the crown, gentle one moment but flicking out the next. She kissed the crown a couple of times before running her tongue all around him once again.

"You're amazing," Rafa managed to say. He was speaking the truth, never had she ever sucked him off like this before.

She left his cock for a moment. "Only repaying the favour."

She went back to his cock, her tongue working at him fiercely, twisting, turning, licking, teasing. And then, in one rapid motion she took him all the way in. He could feel the tell-tale pressure building up at the base of his balls.

"Stop, Mary or I'll come before we get to go the whole way."

Reluctantly, she withdrew her mouth from its position at the very hilt of his cock. "Okay," she said breathlessly, "where do you want me?"

Wordlessly, Rafa took her hand and led her to the blanket, gently lying her slightly sweaty body down so that she was on her back and that her legs were spread and inviting. It was the classic missionary position, old, simple but romantic. Rafa lay down too, supporting himself up so that he was just inches above her and his pelvis was in between her legs.

"You ready, Mary?" he asked excitedly.

She nodded and patted him on the back. She quickly brought their lips together and braced herself for the feeling of being entered for the first time in years. He was slow and considerate as he pushed his eight inches into her, letting her body get used to the stretch before advancing. It was a good thing that she was so wet because it acted as good lubrication.

With a final push and a grunt he filled her up and they were fully joined once more. Xisca sighed in relief, partly because it had not hurt like she'd feared but also because she knew that she'd subconsciously wanted this ever since they broke up.

"You okay?" Rafa whispered in her ear. She nodded confirmation and motioned for him to start.

From the first thrust he penetrated the very depths of her insides and then he pulled out until the purple head of his rock hard manhood was clearly in site. Then, taking his time, he would push himself the whole way back in again. It was the contrast between fullness and emptiness with made it feel so good. She cried out a little, the instinct being to close her eyes but she managed to keep staring into her lover's red, concentrating face. She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, her toes clutching onto his built up buttocks as he began to speed his thrusts up enough that his balls slapped loudly against her. His pelvis was going like an engine, with a scary pace and depth. Xisca felt like she was on a roller coaster, her nails gripping onto his back so tightly that blood was drawn but it was ignored. She screamed in absolute ecstasy as she sensed that both of their fuses were coming to an end. With a giant heave, she pushed the 85kg man off her, wishing to prolong this particular encounter.

"Wow," she gasped. She could almost still feel him inside of her, her pussy feeling like it was gaping wide open. In the years since they'd split up she'd barely slipped a few fingers inside of herself and being filled up by such a large shaft had left a lasting effect. Her sweating lover could not reply, after five minutes of the vigorous thrusting he looked like he had after the 2012 Australian Open Final against Djokovic, a match that had lasted just shy of 6 hours. It was time to give him a reward. She climbed on top of his panting muscular frame beside her, causing him to look at her in surprise. Raising her eyebrows and smiling at him, Xisca took his cock in her hand and positioned it to just below her pussy where she squatted above him.

"Would you like me to ride you?" She asked him quietly, obviously already knowing the answer.

He looked up into her eyes, seeing only perfection. They both wanted to continue but Rafa was worn out mentally, physically. The last couple of days had been tough and her suggestion was the perfect method of relaxation.

"Thank you, Mary." The words were simple, but she could read between the lines and see how much they were meant to convey. She continued to smile as she lowered herself down onto him. Soon, every single millimetre of his manhood was inside her in the deepest penetration possible. Taking complete control, Xisca began to bounce up and down, leaning down to kiss him as she did so. Her hips did all of the work, sliding her pussy lips up and down the sides of his perfect cock. Rafa tried to thrust with her but she signalled for him to stop, placing her hands on his chest. She wanted to be in control here, she wanted him to be passive because it was a true reflection of their trust for each other. Rafa gave up his attempts to help, squeaking as she began to grind her hips in a rotary motion. The view of her on top of him, grinding her hips around his cock was almost too much for him to bear. Their sweat mixed, their bodies joined. This was passion at its most powerful.

It was Rafa's turn to surprise Xisca as this time he pushed her off, jumping to his feet. They were both thrusts away from the sticky end and he wanted to finish it with something new. Not knowing exactly what he was going to do, Xisca got up with him, her eyebrows up questioningly.

"Trust me," he said quietly. In a quick motion he picked her up so that they were looking directly into each other's eyes. He made her put her arms around her neck and her legs around his waist. Xisca was as light as a feather, her thin frame making the position easy, but somebody a little more full, rounded and curvaceous might've been more difficult to keep in this position for long even with the tennis player's famous strength. His hands now free, he guided his cock back into her and he started to thrust. It wasn't the easiest position, the penetration wasn't overly deep and the thrusting was slower than alternatives but their faces were only inches away from each other. Their eyes never left the ones opposite them and suddenly, Xisca broke into a lovely smile. A giant moan of appreciation followed and Rafa began to felt the walls of her insides tighten around him. Her juices flowed over his manhood, some dripping down onto the natural stone below and he pulled out. Quick as a flash, he put her down back on the makeshift mattress and knelt down beside her, rapidly finishing himself with his hands. It wasn't long before he came over her chest, spurting out ropes and ropes of his warm, sticky cum. He squeezed the very last drops out from the head of his cock before collapsing next to her with a massive groan. He looked across at her, watching her run a finger through the pool of the pearly, white, glistening product of his desires. It looked beautiful against her tanned skin.

"Wow." She eventually said. It pretty much summed up what they were both thinking.

"We're the best," Rafa agreed. He was still watching her run his cum through her fingers absent mindedly, half wishing that she'd let him unload on her face. He couldn't help but remember his night with Sophie, when he had covered her smiling features with the pearly white substance. Sophie had swallowed it, something that had been very sexy to Rafa. He shook the thoughts out of his mind. This time was for him and the girl lying next to him and not even the sluttiness of Sophie could get in the way of that.