I went to the beach
on my own. It was a warm and nice day.There
was another girl there. She had come from another
island because our beach was
sunnier and more secluded. We lay there completely naked
and sunbathed... dozing off and on,
putting sunscreen on. We had silly straw hats on. Mine had a blue ribbon. I lay there... looking
out at the landscape, at the sea
and the sun. It was kind of funny. Suddenly I saw two figures
on the rocks above us. They hid and peeped out
occasionally. "Two boys are looking at us," I said to the girl. Her name was Katarina. "Let them look," she said, and turned over on her back. I
had a funny feeling. I wanted to jump up and put
my suit on, but I just lay there on my stomach
with my bottom in the air, unembarrassed, totally calm. And
Katarina was next to me with her breasts and big thighs. She was just giggling. I noticed that the boys
were coming closer. They
just stood there looking at
us. I noticed they were very young. The boldest one approached
us... and squatted down next
to Katarina. He
pretended to be busy picking his
toes. I felt very strange. Suddenly Katarina said to him, "Hey, you, why don't you
come over here?" Then
she took his hand and helped him
take off his jeans and shirt. Suddenly he was on top of her. She guided him in and held
his butt. The other boy just sat and
watched. I heard Katarina whisper in
the boy's ear and laugh. His face was right next to mine. It was red and swollen. Suddenly I turned and said, "Aren't you coming to me, too?" And Katarina said, "Go
to her now." He pulled out of her and... then fell on top of me,
completely hard. He grabbed my breast. It hurt so much! I was overwhelmed and came
almost immediately. Can you believe it? I wanted to tell him to be careful
not to make me pregnant... when he came. I felt something I'd never
felt in my life... how his sperm was shooting
inside me. He held my shoulders and
bent backwards. I came over and over. Katarina lay there watching
and held him from behind. After he came, she took him
in her arms and used his hand to make
herself come. When she came, she screamed
like a banshee. The three of us started laughing. We
called to the other boy, who was
sitting on the slope. His name was Peter. He seemed confused and was
shivering there in the sunshine. Katarina unbuttoned his pants
and started to play with him. And when he came, she took
him in her mouth. He bent down and kissed her
back. She turned around, took his
head in both hands, and gave him her breast. The other boy got so excited
that he and I started all over again. It was just as nice as before. Then we had a swim and went
our separate ways.
Alma (Bibi Andersson) Persona (Sweden, 1966) dir. by Ingmar Bergman
In the Pervert’s Guide, Slavoj Žižek classifies this Bergman’s sequence as one of the most erotic scenes in
cinema simply by the way she recounts a scene of sex, a beach orgy, without flashback pictures.
"By telling rather than showing, then, Bergman has been able to tell and
show. Bergman lets Alma’s telling provide a sort of virtual flashback,
while he also creates a ripening interchange between characters in the
present. Instead of simply sandwiching fragments of the past into the
present action, he has built up two smooth arcs of action, one that we
imagine and one that is set before us in precise detail, with its own
emotional modulation. The bliss of the past events is refracted through
the pain of telling them."
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