I stopped the rental car at the top of the hill overlooking the wide curve of the sandy beach on the west coast of Crete. Despite the fact that it was late September, the sand still shimmered in the late morning heat, and the lines of waves breaking in the blue water looked inviting. A few things had changed - there was now a new hotel block at the far end of the beach next to the taverna. But at this time of year, there would only be a few other people around, and I was looking forward to spending a few days relaxing on the beach and enjoying some leisurely walks around the headlands.
I got back in the car and bumped down the dirt road onto the bluffs overlooking the beach. In all its length I could see only a few groups of people, mostly lying propped among their beach paraphernalia on the sand just back from the water’s edge. I got my towel, a couple of books and a bottle of water, and made my own way down, finding a spot a discrete distance away from the brown tanned body of a woman lying on her front apparently fast asleep.
I stripped down to my shorts and ran towards the waves. The salty Mediterranean water was warm and buoyant, and the waves were large enough to make swimming out to sea fun. After some vigorous swimming, I floated relaxed on my back and let the waves slowly let me drift into the shore. The last one caught hold of me and tumbled me in towards the beach. I stood up and shook the water out of my eyes, then waded out through the shallows.
The woman had sat up and was looking at me. She had a short blonde haircut and looked Norwegian. Even from a distance, her skin seemed to be tanned to a deep nut brown color. As I was walking back to my spot I gave her a friendly wave, and she called something in some Scandinavian language. I changed direction towards her so she could hear me better, and stopped a few yards away. She shielded her eyes with her hand and smiled up at me.
I realized very quickly that she was completely naked. Her breasts were small but firm and pointed, and her erect nipples were brown berries. She was leaning back on one elbow as she looked up at me, her thighs wide open, making no attempt to hide her shaved nakedness. Her slim waist and belly and her smooth thighs were a wonderful deep brown color, but my eyes were inevitably drawn to the tight little slit between them.
‘I’m sorry, I don’t really speak Norwegian,’ I said. ‘Can I help you?’
She saw me gazing at her body and grinned back, answering in perfect English. ‘Oh, I wondered if you knew the time. And I just wanted to say hello. Why don’t you bring your things over here and we can talk?’
It didn’t take me long to do that, and I sat down beside where she was lying in the sand. She sat up and faced me, cross-legged. 'Would you like a peach?’ she asked. 'They’re really good. I just got these from the orchard this morning.’
While we ate the fruit she told me about herself. Her name was Bente, she was seeing Greece by herself, hitching around with the minimum of baggage. She indicated a small cloth bag, which, I realized, contained all she had with her. We chatted for a bit more, as the juice from her peach dripped down around her breasts onto her bare belly and into her crotch. She saw me looking and grinned, wiping the drops from her bare pussy with her fingers, then, with an impish smile, holding them out for me to lick. She stared into my eyes as I took her fingers into my mouth.
Then she suddenly got up on her knees facing me. 'Look, no-one on these beaches wears clothes. Take off those shorts and let’s go for a swim!’ She sat back on her heels and looked up at me expectantly.
I grinned back and stood facing her, untying the drawcord and letting my shorts fall to the ground. She looked up and down my naked body, letting her eyes rest thoughtfully on my half-erect cock, running her tongue lightly over her lips. She smiled up at me. ‘That’s much better,’ she murmured.
I reached my hand down to hers and we ran into the waves, laughing as the spray broke over us. I waded into the deeper water, where we had to jump up as the waves came by to stop them breaking over our heads. We faced each other, holding each other around the waist as they rolled by. She was much shorter than me and had to cling tighter at the larger crests. Soon she had wrapped her legs around my waist and I held her as she leaned back, her breasts heaving with laughter. We were so carried away that we did not see the big wave that picked us both up and tumbled us through the surf.
We landed, breathless and laughing, in the shallower water and disentangled ourselves. My cock was fully erect from the rough contact with her body, and as she felt it pressed against her suddenly she became more serious, pulling me down to her in a long passionate kiss as she ran her hand along its length and felt its thickness. I slid my hand into her crotch and onto the hard button of her clitoris. She groaned and grasped me more firmly. 'Come on,’ she said, 'I want you to fuck me with this incredible cock. Let’s go get a room at the hotel up there.’
Back on the beach, she took a thin cotton square from her pack, tying it low around her brown hips so as to leave a slit all the way up the outside of one thigh. I was later to find out that this was the only article of clothing she possessed. Her wet body made the thin material transparent where it clung to her. We hiked up the beach and the steep slope beyond to the car. She threw her bag in the back seat and smiled across at me as she sat back in the passenger seat.
As we bumped along the narrow dirt road round to the hotel, she tilted the seat back and threw the wrap open, spreading her thighs apart and leading the fingers of my right hand in between her legs. ‘Feel how wet I am for you already,’ she whispered. She groaned as I gently parted her moist lips and rubbed my middle finger over her engorged clitoris. She pushed her crotch harder and harder against my hand as the car rocked around on the rutted road, running her hands over her breasts and massaging her reddened aureoles.
She soon came to her first climax, crying out loud as she raised her crotch high into the air and then slammed her body back against the seat, my finger working hard against her clitoris as she was racked by wave upon wave of orgasm. By the time they had subsided, I had pulled the car into the shadow of the hotel. I leaned over and gently kissed her nipples. She lay back panting on the seat and smiled up at me, then took my hand, covered with her juices, and led it to my lips.
I left her to recover and walked over to the taverna to arrange things with the hotel owner. It was very easy - there were few people staying at that time of year. The proprietor was a handsome middle-aged woman who was obviously not a local. She looked tanned and fit, wearing tight white shorts and a skimpy bikini top which did little to cover her large firm breasts. She glanced out at Bente, standing by the car, and, with a knowing smile, gestured me in behind the door out of sight. She got a key from the drawer but then held it up away from me, teasing me to get close to her.
As soon as I did she pulled me to her and slid her hand down my shorts to feel my erection. ‘You can have the room for free,' she murmured, ‘but you’ll have to give me a taste of what that girl’s going to get first.' I kneeled in front of her and unbuttoned her shorts, pulling them down over her thighs to reveal the dark bush of her cunt. She quickly stepped out of them and straddled my face so that I could reach her clitoris with my tongue. She tasted of unsatisfied sexual desire, and I quickly brought her to a shuddering orgasm. She moaned out loud as she rubbed her wet pussy over my face, prolonging her ecstasy, but finally, let me go. ‘Come back soon, when she’s asleep,' she whispered as she handed me the key.
When I got back to the car Bente was standing leaning back against it, her clothes and wet hair back into some semblance of order. She looked at me curiously but drew me to her, opening her thighs and pulling me into her crotch. She kissed me and slid her hand down inside my shorts, stroking my growing erection and whispering in my ear, ‘God I’m so horny for you.’
I grabbed her by the waist and threw her, giggling and kicking, over my shoulder, and carried her up the winding stair, putting her down, breathless and flushed, by the door. She drew her to me again, guiding my fingers down between her legs. ‘I can’t wait to have your come inside me,’ she murmured.
The key turned and I let her in, sensing the odor of her still damp sex as she moved past me. The room was cool and simple in the Greek manner, with a single wooden bed with crisp white sheets. By the door was a toilet and shower, and at the far end sliding windows led out onto a balcony looking out to sea and screened from either side so it was quite private. Bente explored it all quite quickly, then threw her bag on the ground and stood with her back against the white wall, looking up at me expectantly.
Once again her nipples were erect, raised towards me on her upturned breasts. I stood in front of her and lightly ran my fingers over them, then took her hands and raised them above her as though she were bound at the wrists. She stayed like that, leaning back against the wall with her arms over her head and her breasts upraised, as I took each of them in my hands and into my mouth, rolling the hard salty pebbles of her nipples around on my tongue.
I moved my lips down over her smooth flat belly, then, kneeling before her, unfastened the knot that held the cotton wrap around her hips and let it fall to the floor. I sat back on my heels and let my gaze run over her wonderful naked body. Although she must have been around twenty, her body was that of a teenager; lean, hard, and ready for penetration.
Her smooth skin was tanned to a uniform deep brown with no lines or imperfections. A few grains of sand still clung to the damp patches on her inner thighs, with a wider gap between them than I have ever seen on any woman. Her outer labia were smooth and shaven, exposing the narrow slit of her tight pussy. I leaned over and kissed it gently, inhaling the odors of her cunt and letting my tongue reach forward between her inner lips to touch her swollen clitoris.
She groaned, but then laughed and pulled me to my feet. 'First I undress you,’ she said, beginning to unfasten the buttons of my shirt. Soon she had slid it off my shoulders and was following down the center of my chest with her lips. Kneeling in front of me, she stopped and looked down at where my penis was bursting to be released from my shorts.
She smiled up at me and then pulled the elastic out and down so that it came free, the shorts dropping to the floor. Under her gaze it grew to its full length, rigidly erect in front of her face. She held it in both hands, her slim fingers wrapped around its swollen thickness, and pushed the foreskin all the way back so that the engorged red glans was exposed. She licked her lips and slowly ran her tongue around its sensitive rim, at the same time reaching back and caressing my balls. She smiled up at me. ‘Let’s save that for later. Right now I want this big cock up inside me.’
She had me lie on my back on the cool sheets of the bed. My shaft stood rigid upright from between my legs, as big and as hard as I ever recalled. She knelt upright on the bed, straddling me, but my cock still reached halfway up her belly and she had to lean sideways and straighten one leg in order to line up its end with the lips of her cunt. With one hand she positioned the swollen end against the moist entrance to her vagina. I felt it pushing its way into the narrow constriction, and for a moment I thought I must be too large for her.
But she eased her weight over, gasping as the first few inches of my cock suddenly entered her. The tightness of her vagina pushed my foreskin all the way back so that the most sensitive parts of my penis were touching the smooth walls of her cunt. It felt incredible, as though my cock were held in some velvet vice. She was now kneeling up above me, and she leaned over onto her hands to look at the remaining length of my shaft disappearing up between her long smooth thighs. Looking straight into my eyes now, she began to spread her knees apart, slowly lowering her crotch so that she impaled herself further and further onto my shaft.
I put my hands around her slim waist and could feel my thick rod moving up inside her. I felt the swollen tip push past her cervix and into her uterus. Finally, just as she had sunk all the way down onto me so that her pussy hairs brushed against mine, I felt the end of my cock come up against hard muscular wall of her diaphragm. She let out a long sigh and ran her hands up over her belly. 'You fill me up inside,’ she sighed, massaging her swollen aureoles as she finally slowly began to move back and forward on my cock.
Her swollen clitoris rubbed hard against my pubis and, as I held her by the waist, I could feel tremors of orgasm begin to run through her as she built up to her first shuddering climax. When it came, she screamed out loud and arched her body back so that her breasts stood high above me. Her whole abdomen convulsed as the waves of orgasm swept through her. I could feel my own organ begin to throb as my own climax approached. Sensing this, she slid herself up and down on my shaft, each time coming down so hard that it drove the breath out of her lungs. The whole bed was bouncing as she suddenly gripped my cock tightly with her vagina and my rising seed pushed upwards, exploding out into the depths of her womb. She kept up her pumping action as I kept spurting what seemed like pints of semen into her womb.
The sight of her lithe brown body and the dark berries of her nipples kept me hard even after my climax and I pulled her down onto me and rolled her over on her back. In that position, I could really start pumping into her. She lay back, her whole body glistening with sweat, and brought her legs right up so that her ankles were around my neck. At each stroke, I was now able to drive the whole length of my shaft repeatedly up into her as far as possible. She flung her head from side to side as her body was wracked with fresh orgasms. I felt my ejaculation coming again and pumped even more of my seed into her before she finally released me and we lay gasping in a pool of sweat on the bed.
When we had both recovered I slowly withdrew from her and began kissing her glistening body. Soon my mouth was down between her legs, where semen and cunt juice were flowing freely from between her still engorged lips. I gently parted them and let the tip of my tongue caress her clitoris. She sighed, and then her breathing once again became urgent, as I began to lick her more forcefully. Just as she was coming to another climax, I reached underneath her pushed a finger deep inside her anus. She gasped and gripped my head between her thighs as she rolled around on the bed, overcome by yet another series of orgasms.
My cock, rubbing against the rough sheets, had become hard again and I kneeled up on the bed, straddling her panting body, my erection hovering over her. She smiled and whispered, 'yes, I want you in my mouth next.’
She rolled me on my back again with her thighs astride my face, and leaned forward, running the tip of her tongue around the rim of my cock and then taking the whole of my shaft down her throat in one movement. I reached up to her clitoris with my tongue and it took only a few movements before we both climaxed again, my seed this time going deep into her larynx. She sat up and looked into my face, continuing to run her hand up and down my rod. `Come on,’ she said, ‘there’s one last place you haven’t fucked me yet.'
She lay on her belly again with her thighs parted and her ass slightly raised. Looking at the narrow slit between her tight cheeks was all I needed for my cock to come rigidly to attention again. I reached around under her and used some of her cunt juice to lubricate the tight entrance to her asshole, then positioned the swollen end of my shaft against it and, holding her firmly by the hips, pushed my way into her anus.
Inch by inch I slowly drove the whole length of my rod into her as she moaned and pushed herself back against me. At last, I was fully inside her abdomen and could feel my thick cock swell her slim waist as I pushed up through it. She steadied herself with her elbows on the bed to take the force of my strokes as I rammed into her. I reached under her and rubbed her swollen clitoris as she cried out every time I lunged into her. At last, I could feel the sperm beginning to rise up my cock, and I pulled her tight towards me as it exploded into her intestine. We collapsed on the bed again. She wriggled around under me and looked up into my face, wrapping her legs tightly around me. ‘I’ve never been fucked like that before. That was incredible,’ she sighed.
I laughed and stood up, pulling her up off the bed towards me. We looked down at the sheets, now covered in sand, semen and cunt juice, and at own bodies, glistening with sweat. Seeing her petite but hard body oiled like some sex machine made me want to start fucking her all over again, but she wriggled away. ‘Let’s check out the shower! I love to fuck in the shower.’
Like all Greek showers, this was just a handheld nozzle in the tiled bathroom, and we had a lot of fun cleaning each other off, playing it hard over our most sensitive parts. Then she turned off the water and thoroughly soaped my body. By the time I had done the same to her, paying special attention to her breasts and her cunt, my cock was as hard as steel.
She leaned back against the tiles and opened her legs. ‘Take me,’ she commanded. She cried out as I drove myself up inside her and impaled her against the wall, lifting her whole body up on my tool, but then lifted her legs and wrapped them tightly around my waist, drawing me ever further into her. Our bodies slithered against each other with the soap.
By the time we had finished and I had impaled her yet again with my shaft against the tiled wall, the whole floor was underwater. We went out on the balcony to dry off. The sun was now beginning to fall towards the distant horizon, and the few people on the beach seemed to have packed up and left.
Bente leaned against the corner of the stone balcony, which came just above her waist, and I came up behind her, my cock nestling in between the cheeks of her ass. I put my arms around her and gently massaged her erect nipples, kissing the smooth skin of her neck. This soon began to turn her on, and she ground her hard body back against mine. I picked her up by the thighs and lifted her up so that her belly was resting on the parapet. She held on, her breasts hanging out over space, as I drove into her cunt from behind. I felt her muscles tighten as her orgasm swept over her, and, almost at the same time, my own ejaculation came inside her.
We lay collapsed over the edge of the balcony for a while before we got our breath back, then I pulled out of her and turned her round, picking her up by the waist and sitting her on the corner facing me with her legs apart. The wind blew a stray blonde hair across her tanned face as she smiled down at me as I kneeled before her, and, holding her firmly by the thighs, began to address her swollen pussy with my tongue. She arched her back, her firm breasts in the air, as I took her through yet another series of orgasms. The fact that she was doing this in full sight of anyone who cared to walk underneath seemed to turn her on even more.
The sun was sinking toward the horizon, and both of us were hungry after an afternoon of continuous sex. Bente went into the bathroom to tidy up, while I tried to straighten up the bed. In a few minutes, I joined her. She was looking at her face in the mirror, her naked thighs pressed against the edge of the sink. I came up behind her so that we were looking at each other in the mirror.
Slowly I slid my hands up her belly, and, as we watched in the mirror, lifted her breasts so that the hard buttons of her brown nipples stood erect. I caressed them between my thumb and fingers, then, as she watched me, let one hand slowly slide down again and into her waiting crotch. My fingers eased between her labia and, as soon as they touched the swollen button of her clitoris, she pressed herself back against my erection and shuddered through a climax. I brought my wet fingers up to her lips and then to mine, tasting her juices.
Then suddenly she whipped around to face me, and lifted herself up on the edge of the sink, with her head thrown back and her thighs spread apart. ‘Oh God, I want you inside me, now, all the way,’ she cried. I stepped back so that the end of my shaft was against her waiting hole, and pushed up and forward as hard as I could until I had completely penetrated her. She screamed as my cock impaled her yet again. I lifted her off the sink with my hands under her cheeks and she wrapped her legs tightly around me.
I carried her out of the bathroom and slammed her into the stucco of the bedroom wall, pinning her against the rough unfinished cement. Again and again, I rammed her body, impaled on my cock, back against the wall until I could see her blood begin to run down onto the floor. Then I pried her legs from around me and lifted her off my shaft, turning her around and slamming her breasts and belly against the wall. I forced her legs apart, and drove into her cunt from behind, lifting her body up and grinding her front against the jagged wall as I penetrated her.
She was beyond screaming, only letting little whimpers escape from her gasping mouth. Her breasts were being flayed by the sharp edges of the concrete. She held her arms up against the wall, bracing herself against my thrusts. At last, I came inside her, and pulled out, releasing her. She slithered down the wall, leaving a trail of blood, and collapsed on the floor. Any fears I might have had for her were soon overcome as she turned her head to look up at me.
‘That was a great fuck,’ she said with a grin. And she rolled over on her back and opened her legs again. ‘Make me come one more time before we go eat.’
