After a difficult year, it was such a tonic to be flying to Greece for a well-earned ten-day holiday. Sunshine was guaranteed at this time of year, so light packing was all that was required. Bikinis, sarongs, dresses, strappy shoes, flats, trainers, leggings, sports tops and shorts, sun hats, sunglasses, a couple of towels and some sexy underwear. The bag was packed in a couple of hours. Oh, and then the other bag with my make- up, skin regime creams and fluids. Perfumes, lots of perfumes, gels, soaps, shampoos, conditioners and my bikini line trimmer of course. I picked up a packet of condoms, then smiled to myself and put them back in the drawer. I wouldn’t be needing them.

My friend was due to accompany me, but like me, she runs a business, and some last-minute changes meant that she had to cancel. So, a holiday on my own to Greece it was. Wouldn’t be the first time. Dare say it wouldn't be the last. I frequently travel alone. No one else to consider, do exactly as I please and go wherever I want. If the mood takes me, I can also be a little slutty.

As I got through the usual airport procedures and eventually sat on the plane, I stifled a laugh as I thought about previous trips here. I had a vivid memory of a honey seller grabbing my hair as he leaned against me behind his hut, stroking his cock and delivering warm creamy sperm all over my tongue.

“Drink madam?”

I didn’t hear her the first time, but I did the second. I erased the thought of warm blobs of cum covering my tongue and replied, “Oh yes, please, thank you,” and grabbed the bottle of water from the BA assistant.

I worked, then slept through the flight. I arrived on time, and as I alighted the plane, the warm air hit me. The sweet smell of local Mediterranean flowers and herbs, coupled with the salinity of the Aegean Sea.

Those floral and woody notes brought back some memories. I was looking forward to relaxing this week. I collected my car and drove through the island, enjoying the whitewashed walls and the Bougainvillea draping over as the temperature soared to thirty-four degrees.

I arrived at my hotel, a beautiful, somewhat expensive, five-star rated accommodation that would give me everything I needed for a relaxing week to reset me for the work challenges ahead.

I checked in and unpacked my luggage in my suite. It was rather opulent, but I had worked hard and deserved it. It was meant for two, but with my friend Tina canceling late, there was no time to amend the booking, so enjoying the space was my mantra.

Essential oil notes filled the air, and outside, the meticulously kept gardens spread out to the rocky landscape before the sea rolled gently into the beach. The local stone, Dionysian marble, and polished wood of the fairly new hotel added to the experience of luxury. I felt wonderful and ready to enjoy my break.

I spent the afternoon unpacking, sorting through clothes and looking at the treatments the spa had to offer. I had a quiet drink in one of the many hotel bars, waited on by handsome dark waiters, then opted for a swim in the sea before dusk.

Tired from travel, I ate alone and had an early night.

The next morning, I woke with a tickle in my throat. Typical, I go away from a holiday and feel unwell almost immediately. I was sure it was nothing serious, so I decided to drive to the local Pharmacy to find a solution.

I found a small café and stopped for a morning coffee and croissant while looking on my phone for a pharmacy. It was bustling and full of locals. I love to watch Europeans, especially Latin individuals, go about their busy days, so different from mine back in England. I saw a pharmacy within a mile, and after drinking my strong black coffee, I went to my car. It was getting warm now. It was after 10am, and the temperature was in the late twenties. I removed my t-shirt and added a sarong to cover my bikini panties. My bikini top would be sufficient. I quickly covered my skin with some Factor 30 sun cream and headed for the pharmacy.

It was cool and air-conditioned inside. A local guy in his early fifties (I would estimate) was talking to the pharmacist. He was well built with a ponytail and a crash helmet in his hand. Obviously, the owner of the motorcycle parked outside. I strolled around the small store, but due to the language barrier, I was unable to see what I might need, so I waited to get the pharmacist's attention. Mr Ponytail realised I was waiting and generously apologised for taking her time.

‘’Please. You can talk now; I am taking all her time, please.’’

I felt a little embarrassed. ‘’Thank you, it’s fine really, I can wait until you have finished,’’ I replied.

The pharmacist interrupted; she seemed a little relieved to escape what looked like a lecture he was giving her.

‘’How can I help you? ‘’ she asked.

I couldn’t take my eyes off her. So pretty, devastatingly pretty. Long dark hair and a fantastic figure. She wore a pharmacist’s white coat, underneath a tight white blouse and long cream trousers that flared a little over her flat shoes.

I explained about my sore throat that just came on this morning.

Mr Ponytail had some advice, however.

‘’Salt. Not the kind you have at a restaurant, full of chemicals. No. You need salt from the sea. Full of minerals. So good for you. Don’t take the table salt shit; this is no good. Buy some real salt, salt from the Aegean Sea.’’

‘’Okay,’’ I said, laughing as the pharmacist felt a little embarrassed at his outburst. She took over.

‘’He is right. Salt is very good for you, but we also have lots of harmless treatments for a sore throat.’’ She continued to ask me some questions about it and eventually gave me some lozenges that would assist and asked me to come back should it not disappear in a few days.

‘’Just three euros.’’ She said as she barcoded the product on her scanner.

"Hold on a second," she added, and went into the small room behind the counter. As she turned, I could see her figure at the side where her long coat opened. She had an amazing pair of long legs and what looked like a very shapely backside in her tight suit trouser pants. She came out with a small sachet of natural salts.

‘’Take this too. It will also help. Dmitri is right, it is good to take the sea salt when you are in Greece.’’

Mr Ponytail (Dmitri) was outside talking to someone else while sitting on his motorbike at this point.

‘’Where are you from?’’ she asked.

‘’I’m from England, just here for ten days to enjoy the sun and get away from work. Thank you so much for the salt. How much do I owe for that? ‘’ I asked, getting my phone out again to pay.

‘’No charge, that is for you,’’ she replied.

‘’That’s very kind of you,’’ I said. I felt bad taking it for nothing.

‘’No, please, we are very hospitable people here. We like to look after our visitors. I want you to be well this week and enjoy the sunshine. Where are you staying, if you don’t mind me asking?’’

‘’Not at all,’’ I gave her the name of my hotel.

‘’That is a lovely hotel. Have you tried the spa there? It is so relaxing.’’

‘’I haven’t yet. I only landed yesterday, but I looked at the treatments and considered spending some time there. It does look lovely.’’ I replied.

I am due to be there on Thursday (in two days’ time). My mother bought me a day pass as a gift, and I have reserved it for then. Maybe I will see you there if you are not at the Beach,’’ she suggested.

Hesitating for a moment, I replied I would love to have a day at the spa, and Thursday works for me. I have made no plans yet. I can buy you a coffee to thank you for the salt.’’

‘’There is no need, but if you know you will be there, I will be happy to sit with you and have a coffee and a treatment maybe. I’m Agathe, by the way.’’ She put out her hand to shake mine, and as she did so, her white pharmacist jacket swung open. Her tight cream t-shirt clung to her chest, pushing her breasts together. They were full. She was pretty, slim, delightful, had a killer body, and to top it all, what looked like a huge pair of breasts. She was intoxicating.

I put out my hand, ‘’I’m Beth, it’s really lovely to meet you, Agathe.’’

As we shook hands, we stared a little at each other, and we both smiled. It was a lovely moment.

‘’So Thursday then,’’ said Agathe, at last breaking away. "Shall we say 10.30am?’’

‘’Okay, I’ll check it all out there and meet you in reception,’’ I suggested.

‘’I have a massage booked for 11am. Maybe you can also book one too, and we can talk while they massage.’’

‘’I like that idea,’’ I replied. I’ll make sure I book mine at the same time.

‘’Ok then, see you, Beth.’’

’’See you, Agathe.’’ 

I left in a bit of a daze. What a wonderful chance meeting. I got in my car; it was stifling hot in there. I would head back to the hotel and maybe sit by the pool for an hour.

‘’Bye bye fair English lady,’’ I heard from outside the car. Mr Ponytail was sitting on his bike looking at me. I smiled and waved at him, ‘’Bye and thank you for the salt tip.’’

‘’No problem, see you again, I hope,’’ he said as I started my car. I smiled at him. I just might, I thought to myself as I looked at him for quite a while as I drove away.

I spent the day relaxing by the pool and tried to go for a run in the afternoon, but it was too hot. I did about 1 km and turned back. I swam for a while instead, then slept until early evening. I sent messages and finished some work, then read a book. In the evening after dinner, I headed back to my room and logged on to the Lushstories website.

My wonderful friend J was in the eyecandy room. We spoke for a while and roleplayed a little scene. It was thrilling, and we both orgasmed before sleep took us. She’s so beautiful.

Wednesday was also a relaxing day. A few hours at the Beach followed by lunch at a nearby beach bar and an afternoon by the pool. I went to the Spa and managed to book a massage at 11am for the following day. I mentioned Agathe and said that I would like to be with her as she was my friend. It was all arranged.

‘’Oh, hold on, Beth. Just so you know, Agathe has the one-hour deep tissue massage. Is that okay?’’

‘’Yes, that’s fine,’’ I said.

‘’We have to warn all people that this one is a fully nude massage; not everyone is okay with that, so I am just checking you are happy to do that.’’

‘’Oh, really? Um, yes, that’s fine,’’ I said.

It was booked.

I went to my room. I had a shower. I thought about Agathe naked in the massage room. Those legs, that shapely ass, those huge breasts. My hand went between my legs. I rubbed at my clit, it was on fire.

I quickly dried myself and logged on to Lushstories. I went to the eyecandy room. The need to expose myself was high. I posted pictures of myself and soon had the attention of a number of older men. I opened a private room and displayed pictures of myself in lingerie. I then posted pictures of myself without lingerie. Directed by one of the room members, I posted a recent picture of myself lying on my bed, legs wide open, pussy lips and clit exposed for all to see.

Goaded further, I then posted a video of me masturbating, then inserting a vibrator. Finally, a picture and video of me enjoying myself with the photographer who took the pictures. Sucking his cock, being fucked by him and his friend. And eventually taking their cum in my mouth. Fully exposed and enjoyed, I came strongly, squirting over my bedsheets.

As I slowly came down from my heightened sexual arousal, I couldn’t help noticing a couple in a hotel room across the pool at the same level as mine. An older couple, I would say in their sixties. She was wandering around the kitchen; he was sitting on their large balcony. He had binoculars in his hands, pointing directly at me. I looked around me and realised my curtains were thrown open. I had a lamp on in my room, and he could probably see everything going on in my bedroom. Including me lying on my bed with my legs open, playing with my pussy as I exposed myself to my lush friends.

I went to the balcony and looked around. There was no one else on their balconies, and also no one else around the pool. A couple of people sat in the hotel bars, but neither of us was visible to them. I walked back to my bedroom; he was still staring across at me through his binoculars. Instead of closing the curtains, I opened them wider and turned up the lighting. I let my robe fall to the ground; I was naked underneath. I squeezed my breasts and stroked my pussy while staring directly at him. I then blew him a kiss and gave him a wave. Just before I closed my curtains, he waved back. 

I woke in the morning, feeling relaxed and satisfied. I showered, then decided to go out for a short run. I put on my running shorts and my new On Running training shoes and left the hotel just before 8am. It was already in the mid-twenties, so I decided I would run for no more than half an hour. The road was quiet in the morning, so it was safe and a nice run to get my day started. I came back and showered again, then headed for breakfast. A wonderful selection of cereals, fruit, yogurts, pastries, cheeses, and hams. I went for a healthy breakfast option, then took a black coffee by the pool, my massage and spa day with Agathe to look forward to shortly.

I was then hit with a curveball. A message in my room from Agathe, who had called reception to let me know that her Massage was moved to 12pm; an unavoidable clash this morning meant she would be late. Her mother was unwell, so she had spent time taking her to a doctor.

I quickly went to the spa and managed to move my massage back an hour too. I was so looking forward to seeing Agathe in her underwear; I also knew that the massage was a naked one, so the thought of seeing those magnificent breasts uncovered was too much to ignore. Selfish, I know, but I was hugely turned on by her.

I arrived at the spa area just before noon and saw Agathe as she rushed in, still wearing her pharmacy clothing from a couple of hours of work this morning. She apologised for the change and was sorry that we couldn’t massage together now as planned. When I told her I had managed to change mine too, she reacted in a wonderful way.

‘’Oh Beth, you changed it to be with me? That is so lovely of you. I’m now looking forward to it more than ever.’’

‘’Of course, I understand you had to change, so I thought it would be perfect if we could still have our arrangement. And I owe you that coffee. My throat is already feeling so much better,’’ I said.

"Maybe it is the salt after all," she smiled.

We headed into the Spa. I had a bikini on beneath my robe, unsure what to wear.

We both went into different changing cubicles and came out with our robes on and were greeted by a lovely lady called Katerina. She was in her thirties, maybe a little younger than us, but powerful-looking. Definitely an athlete.

‘’Ladies, are you ready for a massage?’’ she asked.

I smiled, ‘’Yes. I’m ready, I think," I replied nervously.

‘’Absolutely,’’ said Agathe, who dropped her robe to the floor as she walked towards one of the massage beds. Completely naked. She looked incredible. Tall, slim and with a beautifully round but firm ass. Her long, brown, sleek back was muscley without being unfeminine. Her long hair was in such wonderful condition; the sun always helps! Then I saw her breasts. Round, swelling, for her body, they were so large. Her areola covered a large surface area, and in the middle of them sat two proud long nipples. As she turned, I saw her perfectly managed thin jet-black strip of pubic hair, two to three inches. Straight lines leading down to her small, cute slit. My jaw dropped. She’s fucking perfect.

‘’Hey Agathe, lovely to see you again,’’ said Katerina. ‘’This must be your English rose you were telling me about.’’

I looked across and smiled as they both smiled at each other.

‘’Yes, we met at the pharmacy this week, isn’t she delicious?’’ Agathe said.

I couldn’t believe my ears. They had been talking about me. Agathe called me delicious!

I blushed but absolutely loved it.

I dropped my robe and walked over to the other massage table, right next to the one Agathe was positioning herself on.

‘’Uh Oh!’’ said Katerina. She was referring to my bikini.

‘’No bikinis in my massage parlour, young lady.’’ She said.

‘’Oh, I’m sorry, shall I take it off here?’’

‘’Yes…’’ they both said at once, and Agathe sat up to watch me.

Self-conscious, I unclasped my bra and threw it to the floor. I climbed out of my panties and lay on the bed next to Agathe. She watched me all the way.

‘’So beautiful.’’ She said.

I was feeling very self-conscious around these beauties, ‘’Thank you,‘’ I said, feeling very flustered.

Katerina spoke. ‘’Okay, today I am going to give you a deep massage. I will spend a couple of minutes on one of you, then the other. You will have some time to cool and calm down between the massages to relax your body and get used to it and be ready for each stage. Beth, you may not have had a massage like this before, but please don’t worry. It will feel very nice, and Agathe has recommended it.’’

‘’Try and relax, Beth. It’s a little intense at times, but I want you to experience it. I want to experience it with you also, so I hope you won’t mind that I have suggested this for you.’’

Not knowing what to expect but absolutely loving being here and in the presence of these ladies, I couldn’t wait to see what it was all about. I just hoped it wasn’t all sport and deep tissue and no pleasure. The thought of some kind of sexy experience with these two ladies was in my mind, and I was trying to get it out, as I was sure this was all about sport.

Katerina pulled back the towel from Agathe, who was lying on her front. I stared at her body. Katerina covered her in massage liquid (which smelled divine) and gently massaged her shoulders and arms. She moved to her legs and feet, and you could see a slightly uncomfortable look as Katerina undid the knots in Agathe’s shoulders and thighs. She took at least ten minutes.

My turn.

She pulled back my towel and did exactly as she did with Agathe. My shoulders were burning under the intense pressure. Jesus, I don’t know if I can take much more, I thought to myself.

‘’Just relax, Beth,’’ said Agathe as she sat up watching me.

The same sensation on my thighs, but I relaxed after my calves, which felt strong, were not so intense.

‘’Okay girls, so far so good?’’ asked Katerina.

‘’I think so,’’ I replied.

‘’I’m very ready for the next stage,’’ said Agathe.

‘’Yes, you always are,’’ grinned Katerina.

Agathe lay on her back; her large breasts fell to the side slightly due to their size and weight. Agathe tried to push them together a little. Katerina laughed.

‘’You can’t beat gravity, Agathe; those big old titties are gonna go where they want to.’’

They both laughed, and Agathe looked embarrassed as she put her hand over her mouth, saying, "Katerina!’’

‘’Beth has been looking at them just like I have, Agathe. They are perfect works of art. Perfect, sexually arousing huge big breasts to be explored and enjoyed. Now let’s see how they respond.’’

Agathe looked across at me and smiled. My pussy tingled.

Katerina covered he hands in the delicious-smelling massage oil, then smothered both breasts. Pushing them together, over and over, her thumb flicking across the nipple. She spoke as she did this.

‘’Lovely big breasts, look at those nipples. Hardening now, Agathe, hardening nicely. How does that feel, Agathe?’’

‘’It feels lovely, Katerina.’’ Her eyes closed as she let Katerina assault her breasts.

She used a small wet wipe to wipe the massage oil from around her areola, cleaning them softly. It looked so sexual.

She then climbed on top of Agathe and squeezed her breasts hard together, her nipples almost touching. Then she really surprised me. She put her mouth over both nipples and sucked hard.

‘‘Oh wow,’’ I said. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.

Katerina looked over at me and smiled. ‘’Don’t worry, I'll come for you soon, Beth.’’

I just nodded.

She opened Agathe’s legs and, licking down each thigh, she placed her mouth over her pussy and pushed her tongue deep. ‘’Deep massage,’’ she said as she fucked her pussy with her tongue. Agathe was moaning; it looked amazing. Her breasts were falling all around as Katerina pushed them one way then the other. She climbed off, then offered her a choice between a long black dildo and a long white one. She chose black and giggled.

‘’Push that all the way in, sweetie,’’ Katerina instructed as she made her way over to me.

Agathe gently played with her entrance and slowly pushed the dildo into her pussy. Oh my god, it looked beautiful.

‘’You like that?’’ asked Katerina.

I nodded. ‘’Yes, I’d…,’’ but as I tried to answer, she had pushed me down on the bed, squeezing my breasts and pushing her tongue deep inside my mouth.

‘’Sexy little English rose, Beth, tell me how cute you are,’’ she grunted at me as she kissed me.

I surrendered, lay down, accepted her tongue in my throat, and kissed her back. Hard.

‘’She said you were lesbian. She was right, little English lesbian for me to play with,’’

‘’I said she might want to play, that’s all.’’ Said Agathe, in between yelps of pleasure from the dildo ramming against her cervix.

Before I knew it, the white dildo was inches deep in me as Katerina continued her assault on me.

She dropped down and pulled it out, replacing it with her tongue as she sucked on my pussy, her tongue slurping all over me. I moaned in pleasure as the dildo entered my mouth.

‘’Suck it, English Rose,’’ she said, and I sucked the dildo sexily and hungrily.

She grabbed the dildo out of Agathe’s pussy and pushed that into my mouth. I licked it all over, tasting her gorgeous juices. Agathe watched smiling as I cleaned her pussy from the dildo enthusiastically.

Katerina stripped off, her brown, strong athletic body, large breasts with pierced nipples, covered in tattoos from neck to ankle. She was a sex machine.

I dropped to my knees and just went for her pussy. Agathe laughed as she watched me, but I was in no mood to mess around. I pushed my tongue deep into Katerina and grabbed her breasts, pulling her onto me.

‘’Oh! my fuck, my fucking fuck,’’ she moaned.

‘’Hold her head there, Agathe. I gush soon for English rose,’’ she said as I licked, scooped and swallowed her constantly leaking pussy.

‘’Hold her,’’ she repeated as she grunted passionately. Agathe stroked my hair but pushed my mouth further towards her pussy.

She screamed, and a flow that pushed me back poured out of her pussy. Unable to catch it all, I was covered. Agathe laughed, then dropped to her knees to catch it in her mouth.

I reached across to grab Agathe’s breasts. I grabbed her right breast, so full. So heavy. Her nipples were rock hard. My pussy gave way immediately. ‘’I’m cumming.’’ I managed to squeak.

Agathe leaned across and kissed my mouth. I orgasmed with the taste of Agathe’s lips and tongue. What a beautiful moment. I watched as she kissed me and stroked my clit. I stared at the breast I held in my hand. Agathe the pharmacist. So elegant, so beautiful.

After we showered, we went to the coffee shop. I felt a little embarrassed, but it wasn’t Agathe and Katerina’s first rodeo, so they were very natural with each other, even flirting with the male bar staff.

‘’Are you okay?’’ Agathe asked me as Katerina thanked us and left.

‘’Bye bye English rose,’’ Katerina said as she left, winking at me, telling me she had not finished with me.

‘’Oh gosh,’’ I said as I waved goodbye.

‘’You were so amazing,’’ Agathe said quietly, staring at me while sipping her cappuccino.

‘’Agathe, you are so beautiful,’’ was my response.

‘’I want to go to your room now,’’ Agathe said.

‘’So do I,’’ I replied, standing, leaving my coffee.

We rushed into the room and fell onto the bed. Kissing hungrily, hands everywhere. I wanted to taste every part of her. I spent time kissing every inch of her breasts, her pussy. She came over my mouth, and I made her cum again a few minutes later. I turned her over, and while fingering her intensely, I put my tongue deep into her ass. I tasted everything there was to taste. It was intense and lasted a couple of hours. We finally slumped and slept. Then we called room service. We needed coffee.

We chatted and laughed, and I told her about my balcony friend. He happened to bet sat out in the same place on the balcony. No wife, but with his binoculars.

Let’s have some fun, Agathe. Get dressed for me.

‘’But I’m cosy. You want me to get fully dressed?’’

‘’Please, bra, shirt and blouse, don’t worry. You’ll be taking them off straight away.’’

‘’Crazy English Rose,’’ she said as she went to dress as I asked.

‘’Stand on the balcony.’’ I requested.

‘’Here?’’ she asked.

‘’Stand back a little so no one else can see you. Okay, now undress slowly for him and me, but always look at him.’’

‘’Naughty English Rose,’’ she said, as she slowly undid her blouse and stripped for me.

She slowly removed her bra; her huge breasts fell free, wobbling slightly. What a delicious sight. She pushed them together, then she did an unexpected thing. She beckoned him to come to our room with her finger.

‘’Agathe, what are you doing? I have to stay here!’’

‘’It’s okay, you don’t want some cock?’’ she asked.

‘’Well, I wouldn’t mind, but I don’t know if I have to stay here; he is here with his wife.’’

‘’Well, he is on his way, so you better get ready, ‘’ she laughed.

‘’You really are full of surprises,’’ I said.

‘’I want to see you suck his cock.’’ Agathe said. ‘’Will you do that for me?’’

‘’Ok, I can do that,’’ I replied.

‘’I want him to cum on your mouth, Beth, and I want you to swallow all of it, you understand?’’

‘’Baby, I’ll do that for you,’’ I replied

‘’Promise?’’

I nodded, surprised at this request. A knock on the door…

I open the door, and the balcony man is standing there.

‘’Come in,’’ shouts Agathe.

He walks in.

‘’Hi,’’ I say.

‘’Good day, ladies. Thank you for the show,’’

I immediately drop to my knees and look up at Agathe as I undo his pants.

‘’The show is not over,’’ I say, as I fish out his cock and start to suck it.

‘’My English friend Beth wants you to cum in her mouth,’’ says Agathe.

‘’Oh, is that right?’’ he asks. I nod as my head is bobbing up and down on his cock. I gently stroke his balls, and he lifts his head back and moans.

‘’Strip for me,’’ Balcony Man says to Agathe as he enjoys my mouth.

Agathe removes her clothes slowly, then strokes her breasts.

‘’Come closer,’’ Balcony Man says to Agathe.

She walks closer, and he squeezes her breasts. I look up and watch, then stroke my pussy as he gropes her; it looks so damn sexy.

He places his hand between her legs, and she lets him finger her.

‘’Oh fuck,’’ he moans, ‘’Open your mouth,’’ he says as he grabs his cock and furiously strokes it.

Kneeling obediently, I open my mouth and wait for his cum to cover my tongue.

With his finger deep inside her, Agathe is stroking her clit and pushing her breasts together, while nodding and saying ‘yes,’ repeatedly as she watches me, hungry to see me take his cum.

His sperm flies out of his cock, covering my tongue and chin. Aware of my promise, I gulp desperately and use my finger to scoop the sperm that missed my mouth and coated my chin. But this cock is not giving up. More and more ropes of warm, thick sperm shoot at me. I hungrily take it down as Agathe watches me, her orgasm now visible as she rubs at her clit, her pussy juices splashing out on the floor as she encourages me to swallow.

‘’Oh! Swallow it, Beth, swallow it all for me, baby.’’

I gulp and gulp as finally his cock twitches for the last time. I hold his fat cock in my hands, licking it all over; it is coated in his sperm, and I take my time to clean it all up. He holds his finger towards me, dripping in thick cum. I take it in my mouth and swallow.

‘’Good girl,’’ he says as he finds another thick blob that fell onto the wooden floor. He points down; Agathe nods at me. I drop to the floor and use my tongue to suck it off the wooden floor.

He catches his breath and looks down at me. On my knees, both hands around his cock, looking up at him, kissing and licking his balls. Pure worship.

He starts to jerk his cock again; it’s still rock hard. ‘’I don’t think I’m quite finished yet, ladies,’’ he says. Agathe giggles.

He jerks harder and pushes our heads together. We kiss and stroke each other as he watches, jerking his cock faster and faster. His breathing gets heavier; he finally sighs, ‘’I’m cumming,’’ he announces as he pushes his cock towards Agathe.

She has a smile on her face as she stares at me with her mouth wide open. His cock twitches again as he fills her mouth with more sperm. This guy is a machine.

She holds his cum in her mouth and approaches me. She puts her face over mine and her mouth over my lips. I understand.

I open my mouth wide, and the sperm pours from Agathe’s mouth into mine.

Less lumpy, thinner and more watery, but still volume. I swallow.

He pants and laughs. ‘’You two girls are amazing,’’ he says, as he does his trousers up and makes to leave the room.

Agathe grabs me and kisses me passionately. ‘’You swallowed so much cum for me, baby,’’ she says, giggling.

‘’I did it for you.’’

 Agathe left, and we swapped contact details. Arranging to meet in a couple of days after Agathe had gone to work and was free to meet up again. We arranged to meet in a small café a few miles from where Agathe worked in a small fishing town.

I drove to the town and walked around the small shops as I waited for Agathe to arrive. I was early. I bought some trinkets and found a small necklace for Agathe. I bought it, and the little old man in the shop asked me who it was for. I told him my new Greek friend; he said it was a beautiful gift and looked me up and down. I smiled at him. ‘’You are a very beautiful English girl,’’ he said.

‘’Oh, thank you,’’ I replied. ‘’You are a very handsome man,’’ I rubbed his arm and tilted my head, flicking my hair over my shoulder.

Looking down at my legs where he was staring, I saw how short my skirt was; his eyes were burning a hole in me and making me tingle.

‘’Would you turn around for me?’’ he asked.

I giggled and slowly turned around, shaking my ass a little and tilting my head to each side, laughing, ‘’like this?’’ I asked, flirting outrageously.

He smiled, ‘’Keep going,’’ he goaded me.

‘’Actually, I need a new bikini,’’ I said as I spotted a rack of bikinis and swimsuits in the corner of his store.

‘’Come, let us find the right one for you,’’ he walked me over to the section.

I played with a white set, but he pointed me in the direction of a see-through swimsuit.

‘’This one,’’ he said, holding it out for me.

‘’Oh, I don’t think so,’’ I said, ‘’maybe a bit too revealing.’’

‘’Please, try it for me,’’ he requested, pointing me towards the changing room.

‘’But I have to meet my friend soon,’’ I protested.

‘’Quickly,‘’ he said, ‘’Let me see you wearing it.’’

I took it out of his hands and walked into a tiny changing room with a small curtain in front.

‘’Okay, but just quickly,’’ I added as I walked in with the swimsuit.

"I’ll wait here,’’ he said, standing right outside.

Inside, I hung the swimsuit on a hook as I removed my shirt and bra. I unzipped and took my skirt off and undid the ties at the side of my bikini panties and let them fall.

I looked at the swimsuit but decided not to try it on.

‘’It doesn’t fit, I’m afraid, ‘’ I called out to my new friendly shop owner.

‘’Oh, that’s such a shame, ‘’ he said from outside.

‘’Come in and see,’’ I said.

As he walked in, he saw the swimsuit hanging on the hook. Looking down, he saw me sitting on the bench. One hand over my naked pussy, the other covering my nipples.

"But you didn’t try it,’’ he said, shocked but unable to stop staring at my body.

‘’Close the curtain,’’ I suggested.

He closed the curtain and stood staring at me.

I stood and moved towards him, letting my arms fall, revealing my naked body to him. I put my arms around his neck and my mouth over his; I kissed him. He opened his mouth and kissed me back. Our tongues swirled. I kissed him hungrily, passionately; his hands squeezed my ass as I lifted my leg and wrapped it around him, my pussy lips opening. He changed.

One hand pulled hard at my nipple as the other hand slid between my legs; his middle finger plunged deep into me. ’’You like that English slut?’’ He asked, gritting his teeth.

‘’Yes, I like it very much,’’ I said, as I pushed my pussy towards him, stroking my clit as he finger fucked me faster. Pulling at my nipples. I kissed him hard.

He spun me around in the small space, ‘’Ooh,’’ I squeaked, as I let him manoeuvre me to where he wanted me.

Hastily unbuckling his jeans, I felt his already hard (but quite small, bless him,) cock pushing against me. I bent over further, opening myself to him as his cock eventually slid into me. He grunted hard as he fucked me; every push was met with a grunt or a swear word!

‘’Take it bitch, take my cock, English slut, I’m fucking you now…’’ comments like that, that obviously helped him get where he was going. It felt nice.

He pulled out of me and ordered me to my knees as he jerked his wet cock frantically.

I dropped to my knees and smiled, ‘’that’s okay with me,’’ I said, as I took his cock in my hand and put it in my mouth. Licking all my juices and his precum from it. I swallowed, then started to suck him as he bucked and moved around. I tried to get him to hold still so I could suck him properly, but he was in a state of heightened arousal and was unable to be calm. I went with it. He grabbed his cock and, after a few strokes, let out a huge grunt and pushed his cock into my mouth.

I was in for a surprise.

My mouth filled with thick cum in a very short time. His cock pumped more than twelve or thirteen times, as a guess. Each time, thick and plentiful ropes of sperm ejaculated into my mouth. I took a moment to swallow as his cock kept jerking and spasming, sperm oozing and shooting out without any respite.

‘‘Mmm,’’ I moaned loudly as I swallowed and tasted a huge mouthful. Grabbing his cock and sucking hard, enjoying his cum immensely. He pushed my head back, ‘’No, there’s more,’’ he said, his cock still twitching furiously as sperm kept oozing and jetting out. It was incredible, so sexy.

I opened my mouth and let him jerk it all in. A second huge mouthful swallowed, and cum was still pouring out, albeit a little slower at this point. But as I sucked, more cum kept covering my tongue. I was happy to keep sucking; he tasted beautiful.

‘’Amazing, you swallow all,’’ he said.

I sucked him slowly, sensually, squeezing more drops out and showing him the cum on my tongue before swallowing, ‘’I want more,’’ I said as I licked all over his cock.

‘’You want more?’’ he asked, surprised.

I giggled and nodded. ‘’Yes, I want more. You taste delicious,’’ I said as I licked, squeezed, and continued to suck his now only semi-hard cock.

‘’Come back tonight, you can have more. You want to meet my friends?’’ he asked.

I laughed, ‘’Are you serious?’’ I asked, still licking his cock.

‘’Ten o’clock tonight, come back to the shop. I will close. I will be with my two friends. You can suck us, and we will cum for you. Then you can have this more,’’ He said.

I kissed his cock. ‘’Okay, I will come back tonight and meet your friends,’’ I said, and I stood and got dressed. I remembered to take my necklace for Agathe.

I made my way to the Café, and the beautiful Agathe was waiting for me, drinking coffee.

I smiled when I saw her and greeted her with a kiss on the cheek. ‘’It’s so lovely to see you,’’ I said, ‘’You look beautiful,’’

She was wearing a white blouse with no sleeves; her huge breasts were moving around underneath her white bra below her blouse. They looked so enticing. She wore long white trousers, tight at the hip and thigh, running loose and wide to her feet, where she wore white trainers. She looked incredible. Her hair and make-up were perfect, as they had always been when I saw her.

She smiled, but she looked sad.

‘’Are you okay?’’ I asked.

‘’I am now you’re here. Can we go to your hotel?’’

‘’If you want to,’’ I replied.

We left straight away, and we both drove separately to my hotel. I was so happy to be with her, but something was wrong.

When we got to the hotel, we went to my room, and I opened the windows to let some air into the room; it was hot. The view over the bay was spectacular, and people were milling about below us around the pool areas.

I went to get some water for Agathe, and she appeared behind me, kissing my neck.

‘Oh Agathe,’ I said as I turned around and we kissed. We melted into each other’s mouths.

I placed my hands over her shirt and directly around her huge breasts, moving them left to right; they felt so full, so heavy.

She undid her buttons and removed her shirt, quickly unfastening her bra and letting it fall to the floor. She grabbed her left breast and lifted it to my mouth. ‘’Suck it,’’ she requested.

I sucked and squeezed; her breasts felt and tasted beautiful. She slid her hand inside my shorts and panties and softly rubbed my quickly moistening pussy lips.

‘’Let’s see it, exhibitionist,’’ she teased.

I stripped off slowly and spread my legs for her.

‘’Let’s take some naughty pictures of you for this website you use, what is it called again?’’ she asked.

‘’Lush,‘’ I told her, ‘’Actually, the full name is Lushstories.’’

She threw my phone across. ‘’Open it,’’

I logged in and walked her through how it worked. She read some stories while we chatted, and I logged in to eye candy.

We spoke to some guys, and she goaded me to send pictures of myself. She could see how worked up I was getting.

"Send him naked pictures of yourself,’’ she taunted.

‘’Ok, you select one,’’ I responded.

She selected a picture of me with my legs wide open. She sent it to him without asking or hesitating.

I watched her as she enjoyed it. She licked my pussy as I talked to him.

I came so hard; it was incredible. I looked at her beautiful face as she licked my pussy lips. I watched her as I orgasmed; it was so beautiful.

‘’Okay some new pictures,’’ she suggested.

I posed for her, some subtle and some not so subtle. She asked me to pose on the bed.

I promised her I would change my profile picture to one where I am on my knees, hands out and face down on the bed, completely naked. As soon as I post this story, I will change my profile picture to our picture. I also posed without panties, my trimmed hair and pussy lip just on display. I will add this also. Agathe really liked it.

Back to the story…

We kissed, sucked, licked, and orgasmed for many hours together; it was intense, but very sensual. Sexy, but loving. Hot but caring.

She showered and dressed and kissed me goodbye.

‘’When do you leave?’’ she asked.

‘’Not for another four days, ‘’ I replied, keen to arrange to meet with her again very soon.

‘’I see,’’ she replied. ‘’I must go back to the mainland this afternoon, but I will be back before you leave. I will call you when I am back on the island.’’

‘’Okay, I will miss you,’’ I said as I pouted and stroked her arm.

She looked sad, ‘’I will miss you so much too, Beth,’’ she replied. She turned, waved, and left.

I woke in the morning and had a quick swim before breakfast. It was a lovely temperature, and the smell of the Jasmine and Orange Blossom around the pool garden filled my nose. No message from Agathe. I was disappointed.

But I had a few days of my holiday left; I wanted to enjoy it. I wanted to relax and not think too much about my business back home. I wanted to drink good wine and eat good food. I wanted to enjoy the warm weather and the relaxation. I also wanted something else. My exhibitionist side was nudging me. I felt like a small adventure.

Back in my room, I looked through the pictures I had taken with Agathe. They were very sexy. Too hot for my lush profile pic. But I would add them to my profile and make sure I display them when I am chatting and roleplaying.

After breakfast, I decided to go for a jog. I asked the concierge where a good place to run would be. He talked about avoiding the hills and not running once it was midday, as the sun could dehydrate me. I was aware of these things but thanked him politely. But then he told me something that pricked up my ears.

‘’There is an old track that people used to use to get to the other side of the island. So farmers would cut the grass and keep the trees away so that people could walk it. It is maybe 12km, but it would be a good shortcut to get to the other side, which is difficult to drive to. It is a good place to run, very flat.’’

‘’It sounds perfect, how do I get there?’’ I asked.

‘’You need to drive to Kalathos; there is a small industrial area. Please don’t get out of the car there. Keep going, and you will see the track on the side; it is next to a rest area.’’ He informed me.

‘’Okay, thank you. What is the problem with the industrial area?’’ I asked him.

‘’Oh, it is a famous area here. Lots of men hanging around. It used to be an area where men and women would go for fun, but they don’t go anymore; only old men there. Not a good place for you, Miss.’’ He added, ‘’Keep driving 1km to the rest areas; you can leave the car there and start there, the track rejoins there. Ladies have complained about the men who hang around there; they are pushy and not very nice.’’

‘’Thank you, that’s very helpful,’’ I said and made my way to my room to get changed into my running gear.

After I showered, I put on a small sports bra and a tight running top over it. It stopped at my midriff, perfect for a suntan. I added some panties and short leggings, then some small socks for my new trainers. I tied my hair up and got my earphones ready. I just needed my phone and car keys and, of course, water. A bottle to run with and a spare.

As I was changing, I started thinking about this industrial area. It seemed like it used to be fun. The guys hanging around there now are just wishing it still was, I guess.

I got in the car and made my way to Kalathos, just 5km or so. I saw the industrial area and could see the trail start point. This is where I would continue in the car to the rest area, which must be just up the road a little. I decided to see what he was referring to; the industrial area just seemed very quiet.

I got out of the car and walked along the street to the trail. I walked in carefully. There was no one around, and it was very quiet. Just cicadas buzzing and Grasshoppers making their unique noise with their knees. It was a little creepy. I turned to go back to my car when I saw a man behind a tree staring at me and smiling. I waved politely and continued walking. He was calling me over. I smiled but kept walking. When I looked back, he was joined by another man. I went to the car.

I started the car, but before I drove away, I had this urge to go back. ‘’Stop it, Beth,’’ I said to myself. But I was on holiday, here to have fun. I stopped the engine.

Without removing my running top, I unclasped my bra and pulled it through one of the arms, discarding it on the passenger seat. I looked down at my leggings and wondered what to do about them. So I removed them. I got out of the car, trainers, socks, a running top to my midriff with no bra, and a pair of tiny white panties. I walked to the trail.

I passed the tree where the guy was previously standing; he wasn’t there. Not a single noise outside of the wildlife. I continued to walk and heard rustling behind me. He was following me. I became aware of what I was wearing. He would have been staring at my ass. My body tingled. I stopped and pretended to re-tie my shoelaces. Bending over with my legs almost straight. Pointing my ass at whoever was behind me.

I stood and turned around as he called out to me. ‘’Hello, lady, where are you going?’’ he asked.

He was around 60, medium height and build, with dark curly hair and a moustache with a dark shirt and jeans.

I smiled and turned to face him. ‘’I was having a walk in the trail,’’ I replied innocently.

‘’You are dressed a little strange for a walk, no?’’ he asked.

‘’Well, I was wearing some leggings but then I saw you, so I thought I’d take them off,’’ I replied flirtatiously.

‘’You can take the panties off too if you like.’’ He suggested.

I smiled and turned around. ‘’Okay,’’ I said, and bending over, hooked my thumbs in my panty tops and slowly pulled them down to my ankles. My ass was up high in the air. My pussy and asshole were revealed to him.

He walked over to me and touched my ass. ‘’Don’t move,’’ he said. As he unbuttoned and unzipped.

‘’Okay,’’ I said, compliantly, as I remained bent over in front of him, his hand on my ass as I waited for him to push his cock against me. I was tingling; it felt amazing. I placed a hand inside my legs and stroked my pussy, I was soaked.

His cock entered me, and I let out a slow whimper of lust. ‘’Oh yes,’’ I managed to say.

He grabbed my boobs in each hand and pulled me over him. His cock was big; it filled me, and he started to push fast and hard. I opened my legs wide and pushed myself against him. It felt incredible. I reached between my legs and felt his balls dangling. I caressed them, and this seemed to be met with a positive response. He fucked me hard and fast, then groaned as his cum filled me.

My orgasm was simultaneous, and I was in a daze as he shuddered and rattled me, while filling me with his seed. He finished, then shook the drops of cum off his cock onto the grass as he pulled his trousers up and made to leave. ‘’Don’t stay around here, it’s not safe,’’ he said as he walked away, looking left and right to ensure he wasn’t seen.

‘’Thank you, bye, that was lovely, ‘’ I said as I scrambled up, pulling my panties up, as his cum seeped from me.

I got back to the car a little self-consciously with just my panties on! I got in and started the car, relieved no one saw me walking back. I went to drive to the rest area, then decided the run was off today. I was still shaking, and my wonderful orgasm was workout enough. I smiled and made my way back to the hotel. ‘’Fantastic,’’ I said as I drove back.

I checked my phone, looking for a message from Agathe. Nothing.

When I got to reception, the concierge asked me how my run was. ‘’Oh, it was really lovely, thank you,’’ I replied.

‘’Did you start at the rest area?’’ he asked.

‘’No, actually I started at the industrial area; the trail is easy to access there,’’ I replied.

‘’Oh, okay,’’ he replied. ‘’Just be careful there, no?’’ he followed up.

‘’I thought it was really nice there,’’ I said with a sexy smile, teasing him a little.

‘’I see, very good, Miss.’’ He replied; he was flustered.

‘’Could I order a coffee?’’ I asked.

‘’Of course, I will bring it to you myself, Room…’’ He checked his files, ‘’Room, 18.’’

‘’I’m gonna take a shower, then I’ll need to get dressed, shall we say 15 minutes?’’ I requested.

‘’Not a minute more, Miss,’’ he replied. ‘’How do you take your coffee?’’

I looked at him and said, slowly, "Creamy, thank you." I checked his badge, ‘’Spiros. See you in 15 then.’’ I left, smiling at him.

I showered and considered what to wear for Spiros’ arrival.

I decided on a yellow T-shirt and green skirt. It was my relaxing uniform.

He knocked as I was drying my hair.

‘’Madam, your coffee, as you ordered, hot, and… creamy,’’ his intonation rose at the last word.

‘’Perfect, just how I like it,’’ I responded and took it from him.

‘’Anything else madam,’’ he asked.

‘’Beth, call me Beth.’’ I corrected him.

‘’Of course, can I get you anything else, Beth?’’

I forgot to mention that beneath my yellow t-shirt I wasn’t wearing a bra. He hadn’t stopped staring at my nipples since he arrived. I also decided against panties under my green miniskirt.

I sat down on the comfortable chair. I slowly lifted my miniskirt, flashing my pussy to him.

‘’There is one thing I could do with,’’ I said as I lifted my skirt higher, completely revealing my recently showered and trimmed pussy.

I opened my legs and stroked my lips; it felt really nice.

He walked towards me and dropped to his knees.

‘’Oh yes, Miss Beth, absolutely I can help,’’ he said as he put an arm around each leg and pulled my naked pussy towards his mouth.

He licked me like he hadn’t tasted pussy in a long time. My god, his tongue was so far up inside me!

He grunted as he sucked on my pussy, and pulling me towards him, opening me up further, his finger slid against my asshole. It felt incredible. He stroked and pushed; his finger entered my ass. It was too much. ‘’Oh god, I’m going to cum,’’ I yelped.

‘’Cum for me, Beth,’’ he said without taking his tongue from inside me.

‘’No, I mean, really cum, I’m going to squuuiiirrrrttt…’’ I managed to say just in time. It was too late. My juices rushed out over his face and mouth. He was covered.

I was jumping around the chair, strumming my clit as my pussy continued to squirt and gush. A pent-up orgasm that was now revealing itself, His amazing tongue and finger working it out of me.

He stood and toweled himself down. ‘’I must get back to the desk, Miss Beth,’’ he said.

"NO, no, not yet," I said as I reached for his belt.

"I have no time,’’ he said, trying to break away.

"Then we’ll be quick," I said as I undid his zip, pulling his cock out of his black uniform trousers.

His rock-hard cock bounced in front of my face, dripping with precum. I grabbed it and put it straight into my mouth. His complaints stopped as he moaned.

His cock was majestic. Big, long, thick, a big purple shiny head, dripping with cum. Big balls hung below which I immediately caressed. I licked up and down his shaft and sucked his balls. He really enjoyed that. I went lower. He quickly pulled his trousers off and put one leg on the chair to give me better access down below. I licked all around his balls and ass. I pushed my tongue into his asshole and jerked his cock. It did the trick!

"Oh Beth, I’m cumming," he announced, and I put my mouth around his cock and sucked slowly.

His sperm shot up to the back of my tongue. I continued to suck and swallow at the same time as I dragged each spurt of warm, creamy sperm down my throat. His beautiful legs and ass pushed forward as his cum shot into me. I stroked him and enjoyed his warm, sexy taste.

He quickly scrambled back into his clothes, fixed his hair, and left, thanking me.

‘’Thank you,’’ I called after him. ‘’Nice and creamy!’’

I swam, ate, ran, worked a little, and checked my phone lots. Still no sign of Agathe. Where could she be?

It came to the last day of my holiday, and I had heard nothing.

I decided to drive to the pharmacy to say goodbye. If she was even there.

After packing, I drove to the small town and grabbed a coffee across the road, Exactly, where I sat when I first met Agathe. I could see a dark-haired lady in the store. It must be Agathe. Maybe things were complicated. I decided to go and say goodbye; I couldn’t see her one last time. She was so beautiful.

I finished my coffee and walked to the Pharmacy. As I walked in, the lady was dealing with a customer. I waited for her to finish, and she turned to me, ‘’Can I help you?’’ she asked.

It wasn’t Agathe.

‘’Yes, I was wondering if Agathe was here today,’’ I said.

‘’Agathe is not here anymore,’’ she said.‘’ She left for Athens with her husband; she won’t be coming back as far as I know.’’ She smiled and walked away.

I hesitated, ‘’Thank you,’’ I smiled and walked out of the store, wiping a tear from my face.