I had a struggle, you could say all my life, well from the age of sixteen at least, I was smart enough to have gone on at school, done my university and all that, but the comprehensive school that I went to didn't 'engage' me, the result was that at sixteen I was gone, out of there, out the door, stupid really. I had several boyfriends during my time at Woolworth's, not that my time as a counter assistant was a long time; I soon got bored with the same old thing every day and left 'to persue an alternative career', you know, everyone does, no exams mean a soul destroying, totally mind numbing, boring job, and the younger you are the more boring the job was.

I met Steve when I was eighteen, Steve was the one, the only one, well you know, eighteen and still stupid, I married Steve within three months of meeting him, he had a great job, loads of money and loads of free time, he could buy me anything I wanted, everything I needed, well that's not strictly true either, I didn't realise it but I was already pregnant as we walked down the isle, it was really fortunate that Carol went full term or everyone would have collected on the bet that I only married Steve because I was pregnant. Even before Carol was born Steve began to knock me around, it didn't take much to earn a beating, if I felt too ill with morning sickness to fool around when we woke up, he let me finish throwing up and if I still didn't accede to his requests for sex then I got a beating. It wasn't as if sex was that good anymore, from the last day of the honeymoon sex stopped being a two way street for Steve and he became totally selfish, I tried to tell my mother about all the problems but her response was quite predictable, "You made your bed and you have to lie on it, everyone told you he was no good, and you still went and got yourself knocked up!" I was alone, well that was until Carol was born, then there was two. I put up with Steve for five years, he got caught, by the police, robbing a warehouse, I swear that I didn't know he was a thief I just believed he had this really great job, kept him away from home sometimes, but that was no bad thing, I had allowed myself to be blinded by his charms.

Steve got two years, I lost the house and everything in it, the proceeds of crime act saw to that, I had to move into a council flat, Carol was six years old so we didn't even count for a two bedroom flat, the estate was the worst in the city, high crime, drugs and violence, I didn't manage to get a job until Carol's tenth birthday. My MP has managed to get us moved into a two bedroom flat in a high rise block, still the same estate but at least Carol and I could have a little privacy at last, Carol was burgeoning in to quite the young woman at ten, she was well advanced on everyone in her school, in her body and her mind, her IQ was 135 and her bra size was 34'c' at ten.

The job, I was coming to that, George the Greek, his real name was Gorgeous or Gregarious and his surname was twenty letters long so George the Greek stuck to him like the smell of fish and chips that he was bathed in all day. I started working the lunchtime shift, so that I could earn something while Carol was at school, the money was so poor that I couldn't tell the dole people so I carried on drawing unemployment. There was a close shave one day when I was in the rear of the shop running a ton of marries piper potatoes through the peeler, someone from the government came in to inspect George's books, I managed to slip out the back before I was caught but both George and I got far too much of a fright. To earn enough money to get off unemployment I would have to work every lunchtime and evening that the fish shop was open, George let Carol sit in his living room while I worked, she could do her homework, watch TV or play music, George even got a second hand PC so that she could use it to do her homework, "I need it for my business accounts" George said when I protested that he was doing far too much for Carol and me, "Hey, you are the first assistant what has been able to put up with me for more than a few days, it would be worth ten PC's to keep you here and happy.

It took two years but I finally saved up enough money for a little holiday for Carol and myself, I could just manage a week, self-catering in Blains, on the Costa-Del-Sol, George was appalled, this would be the first holiday I had been on since my honeymoon, and Carol's first ever holiday. It turned out that George had a family home in Greece, his sister looked after it for him so that on his one visit a year to the old country he would have familiar surroundings. He offered it to me in a trice, the flight was dearer but I wouldn't have to pay anything for the villa, he even had a brother who would let us eat for free at his cafe whenever we wanted to, and to make the holiday extra special it was timed to coincide with Carol's thirteenth birthday.

"I'm not going with you, I'd rather stop here with dad!" That was a bolt from the blue, "Is your father out?" "Ha! Ha! Very funny mum". "So why don't you want to come on holiday with me?" "Because you treat me like a kid - I stopped myself from butting in at that point with the fact that she was still just a kid - at least here I have my friends, and dad won't make me feel like I'm still six years old!" I had to promise on my mothers life that I would allow her to be as adult as she wanted to be, a long and very detailed discussion ended with "Well mum, if you let me down on this holiday I'll move in with dad permanently!" It felt like I was being blackmailed but what could I do, at thirteen she was more than old enough to decide which parent she wanted to live with, and to be honest, when I saw her friends at school, she was twice the mental age, twice the physical age and five times more mature, we had a deal, from the point we left our front door until we returned she was no longer my daughter but my friend and companion.

The holiday sped up on us, caught me a little on the wrong foot, I had to do all the shopping at the last minute, I allowed Carol to pick several outfits as 'twins' so that we could dress the same from time to time, apart from Carol being two inches shorter than me our statistics were exactly the same. We flew into Greece, the main airport in Athens and had to catch a ferry to get to George's home island of Kea, I didn't have any idea just how small Kea would be, the ferry hit the beach at 4 o'clock in the afternoon, we were in George's villa at five past four and on the beach at ten past. Carol had insisted on us wearing out matching bikinis, I put a sarong on top of my bikini but Carol was pleased as punch with how she looked in her bikini. She wasn't so pleased when she hit the beach though, we were the only two English people as far as the eye could see. The population on the beach may not have been as expected but the sun didn't let us down, it was blistering, quite literally, both of us got a bad case of the first day burn.

Mataeous, or Mat as he prefers to be called, welcomed Carol and I with open arms, I felt strangely guilty about taking up George's offer of free food at his brothers café but Mat soon shook that feeling off,. Mat's food was basic, Greek and wholesome, his key foreign dish was English breakfast, as good as any you would find in the UK, Mat did German food as his lunch time foreign option and in the evening it was pasta, so there was always an option to avoid the Greek menu.

Carol and I were both sore from our few hours introduction to the Greek sun, it was uncomfortable to sit, impossible to lie down so Carol and I decided that even though we were both tired we would pop into the village and see if the disco was up to much. We both wore matching thin white cotton sundresses with thin cotton t-shirts under, we had both tried to wear our bras but the sun had created a sore line just below the lace edging to the matching bras, matching burns meant matching 'going braless'. The panty choice was simple for me, I put on silk, French cut panties to get over the bikini bottom burn line, Carol put on a thong, I went for over the burn mark while she went for under it.

The disco was OK, full of loud German tourist, too much money and to much beer, I was ready to leave to be honest when two Greek guys came over to our table, they offered us a drink, I jumped in a little quick with, "No thanks, we don't drink!" Carol threw me a fierce look, I had told the truth, I hadn't touched an alcoholic drink since my wedding day, and then it was only two glasses of Champagne, Carol had, to my knowledge never drunk anything at all. "I'll have a white wine spritza please" Carol said, "fifty - fifty?" "Sure", one of the men walked off to the bar the other introduced himself, "I'm Demetre, call me Dem, that's my older brother Costos at the bar". Dem invited Carol to dance and Costos brought the drinks back to the table, he had to beers and two spritzers, all four drinks were in half litre glasses, my drink was cool and long, the lemon aid made it taste like a soft drink, I didn't realise just how alcoholic the drink was. I had finished my drink by the time Carol and Dem returned to the table, Dem invited me to dance and I watched Costos return to the bar and refresh my glass, Dem was a little clumsy, he kept trying to touch me up, it had been a long time since a man made a pas at me, even longer since one tried to touch me up. After the record Dem walked me back to the table and we crossed over with Carol and Costas heading for the dance floor. I watched Costas and Carol dance half dozen dances, slow and fast and then they returned to the table, Dem was busy making small talk for the whole time, I just nodded and made it look like I was listening but my attention was focused on my newly thirteen year old daughter, dancing with a man old enough to be her father.

There was more small talk and more drinking before the disco finally closed, I was ready for bed but Carol was asking if there was any place left open, Carlos said, "The only place on the island that's open at this time of night is the beach, 'wanna' go there?" Carol was well up for it, I couldn't stop her going with Costas and Dem without breaking our agreement and risking the consequences, I decided to tag along. Costas stopped at a house just a few doors from our villa, he popped inside and returned with a holdall and two large blankets, Carol and I walked arm in arm a few feet behind Costas and Dem, we didn't go directly to the beach that Carol and I had sunbathed on earlier, we followed along an unlit pathway that skirted behind the headland and on to a small sandy cove beyond. There was a fire pit in the centre of the small beach, Dem collected fire wood and windblown paper from the area around the beach while Costos carefully spread the two blankets, one either side of the fire. In his bag, Costas had a bottle of wine, a few cans of beer and two glasses to pour the wine into for Carol and I. The fire was soon lit, it wasn't for warmth, the night air was well over twenty degrees centigrade, the fire was to provide a small amount of light on the otherwise totally dark beach. A small CD payer was also produced from the bag; I sat on one blanket, and took a glass from Costos, neat wine this time, no lemon-aid to dull the taste or strength of the wine. Carol was about to sit by my side on the large blanket but Costas gave her a glass of wine and then pulled her to the other blanket, Dem dumped an arm full of wood on top of the fire and then joined me on my blanket. Dem began to kiss me, I didn't really respond to him which pissed him off slightly, but it didn't stop him trying to slip his hand under my skirt. I tried to look beyond the fire towards Carol and Costas, it took a while but I finally saw the two of them kissing, Costas had his hand up Carol's skirt, I could see that her thong was already wrapped around one of her ankles, "Lets go swimming" Not one of Dem's best ideas but I thought it might save me having to step in and spoil things between Costas and Carol, I wanted to tell him that she was only just thirteen, wanted to stop things going too far even if Carol hated me forever, but I couldn't bring my self to do anything directly. Dem stripped off completely and headed for the sea, I had to strip completely too, silk wouldn't stand up to a dip in the sea, Costas had only a shirt and trousers on so he was nude in seconds, I had to gasp in amazement when I saw his erection, I had sex with four men and seen a fifth in the nude, Costas had more than any three of the other men I had experienced, Carol was nude in a flash too, we 'frolicked' in the sea for around thirty minutes when Cosras whispered something to Carol, they held hands and began to walk back up the beach, I caught hold of Carol and hugged her, "You have to be careful, you don't know anything about him!" I whispered under the cover of the hug, "It's ok mum, he has some things up there, I'll be OK!" She whispered back at me, she caught up with Costas in a few seconds and I watched as Costas picked up the second blanket, shook off the sand and used it to cover the two of them as they lay together on the beach. I was frozen with fear for my inexperienced daughter, so much so that I didn't feel Dem's fingers trying to invade between my legs. I managed to slip out from his grasp and spent ten minutes avoiding his cock. Suddenly Dem lost interest in me, he stomped up the beach towards his brother and my daughter, "Have you finished yet man?" he asked his brother, I thought that Dem was fed up of chasing me and wanted to go home but I suddenly realised that if he couldn't fuck me he meant to have Carol after his brother had finished with her.

I rushed to Dem's side, just in time to hear Costas say, "I've not even started yet, you don't ever rush these things!" I asked Dem if he had a condom, he suddenly smilled at me, "Hey, Costas, did you bring rubbers?" Costos turned away from Carol, causing the blanket to fall away from them, Carol was lying on her back, knees up in the air and wide apart, Costos had two fingers of his right hand buried all the way inside of her vagina, he was gently massaging in and out of her, I noticed that as he withdrew his fingers he was trying to open them, trying to open her, he didn't try to stop, just because I was watching them, he passed his brother a condom and turned his body back towards Carol. Dem pulled me onto my back, on the same blanket as his brother and my daughter, my right shoulder touching her left shoulder, my right knee touching her left knee, I balked slightly at the thought of the situation my daughter and I now found ourselves in. Dem rolled the condom along his cock and knelt between my thighs, Carol and I looked toward each other, I couldn't help but smile, she returned my smile and then her eyes closed, her back arched and I watched as Costas eased her into a gentle orgasm. Dem hooked his forearms behind my knees and lifted them up, he took a careful aim, or as careful as he could in the dim light from the fire, he dropped with all of his weight against my body, the pain of 'first contact' caused me to cry out and push my body a few inches away from him, "Fucking hell Dem you bastard!" slipped from my mouth, Costas spun his head towards his brother, he sad something in Greek through strained, clenched teeth, I didn't understand a word of the short tirade but Costas's body language told me he was sending his brother home. Dem was like a petulant child, he stood up, tore off the condom and threw it toward the fire, then he kicked at a stone which flew into the fire causing it to flare up. I decided that I should take a little walk and give Carol a little privacy but as I began to move Costas slipped his hand away from between Carol's legs and pressed down onto my abdomen, "Please stay", he said, then he pulled me back down the blanket slightly and pulled my legs apart, now almost all of my outher leg was touching along the length of Carol's leg. As Costas repositioned his body the light from the fire illuminated my stomach, there were two bright red flashes where Costas's fingers had been, he had broken my daughters hymen, he must have realised by now just how young she was really. Costas was now kneeling with his left knee between Carol's legs and his right between mine, the fingers covered in Carol's virginal blood were now rubbing between my legs, gently easing my labia apart, easing over my clitoris and starting the opening process, a gasp from Carol made me look over towards her again, I felt a little weird at the thought that Costas was now easing his middle finger, covered in Carol's blood into my vagina, Carol was building slowly to a gentle climax, tow fingers of Costas's left hand massaging her inner body so gently into a building orgasm. While Costas was being totally gentle and caring with Carol he was quite the opposite with me, as soon as he had opened me up he began to masturbate me quite vigorously, as I leaped to my own climax rapidly overtaking Carol, she looked over towards me and smiled, closing her eyes each time she was driven a little higher up her climactic ladder. Costas could have been masturbating the two of us for five minutes or twenty-five, I completely lost track of time as I bathed in climactic pleasure.

Costas let the two of us relax from our climaxes, I had already climaxed more in that one masturbation session with Costas than I had ever done in my life before that time, if we had left the beach at that point I would have been completely satisfied, I wasn't sure how Carol would feel, her first time, first sexual contact and it was with a master, he had, I was sure, ruined her for any other man in the future, I was sure that few men in the world could have matched up to Costas's expertise with his fingers. Costas repositioned his body, he was kneeling with both knees between Carol's legs now, he asked if she wanted him to use a condom on her, Carol looked over to me and nodded, Costas searched in his bag and came out with a foil wrapped condom, he also had a sachet of lubricant called Slick or Silk, it was hard to read it properly in the poor light from the fire, I was amazed that Costas even managed to get the condom over his cock head, it took him ages to roll the latex down his cock shaft, when the sheath was all the way down there was still almost two inches of Costas's cock un protected. Costas tore the end off of the sachet of lubricant and applied a little to the top of his condom covered shaft, then he folded the sachet into half and pushed the open end into Carol's vagina, using thumb and forefinger to squeeze the entire content of the sachet into her body. I eased my self up onto one elbow and watched in amazement as Costas eased his massive cock-head between Carol's vaginal lips, "I can only do it for five minutes, no more, with a condom on!" Costas said, I wondered if he would be able to get all the way inside my daughter in five minutes, each millimetre his cock pressed home caused Carol to wince and gasp, Costas remained upright on his knees so as to control the pressure pricelessly as he fucked her, then I noticed that the wincing and gasping changed into the beginnings of her first climax with a mans cock, Costas reached out and pulled my head down, manoeuvring me so that my mouth made contact with Carol's mouth, she kissed me hungrily, within seconds we were tong wrestling even though Carol was having trouble breathing because of the strength of her orgasm. I felt Costas gather up a handful of my hair and pulled my head down Carol's body, placing my mouth once again, this time, over Carol's nipple, as I began to lick, kiss and nibble on Carol's breast her hands replaced Costas's and she was pulling my head down harder against her breast, forcing my teeth against hard against her stiffening nipple and each increase in pressure caused Carol to arch her back, and then suddenly Costas had pulled out. He hadn't climaxed, "The five minutes are up" he said, I lifted my head and looked at Costas's huge cock, the condom had begun to tear close to the top, Costas tore off the condom and threw it onto the fire, he fished another condom out of his bag and said, "You want the condom for five minutes or me, unwrapped for as long as you want?" I nodded to the condom, I wasn't actually sure I wanted him to fuck me; it had been fabulous having his expert fingers driving me through so many wonderful orgasms, hell who was I kidding, I would have killed to feel his cock in me, the same problem, he had difficulty rolling the latex sheath along his massive cock, as he entered me, without the benefit of lubricant, he fell forward, placed his hands either side of my body, just below my armpits, Costas eased all the way in to me and then began to hump into me with the force and speed of a steam piston on a racing locomotive.

I blasted off into orbit, almost missing totally the feeling of Carol's mouth playing with my nipples, I was overwhelmed by the force of my climaxes, the second building before the first had played out, and then the third and so on. Costas fucked me for around twenty minutes before pulling out and moving back to look at both of us girls lying on his blanket, he took Carol's hand and pulled her onto her knees, he pushed and pulled her until her mouth was pressing against my pussy, then he entered her from behind and began to fuck her slowly, each time he pushed into her it forced her mouth harder against my pussy, with in seconds Carol was building into her climax once again and as she did she began to lick my pussy, it was my first experience of a woman licking my pussy and it was marvellous, even though I should have been feeling totally guilty that my daughter was giving me oral sex I didn't, I was loving it. Costas was beginning to hump Carol a little harder now, driving her pleasure meter to extreme heights, his breathing began to speed up, he was close to his own climax, the first of the night, then his wrist watch beeped and he stopped, he stopped half way to his climax, pulled himself out of my daughters pussy and started to pull his trousers on, he was skipping along, trying to pull up his trousers as he headed for the path back to the village, he called back "Please take my things back to your place, I'll collect them later!" And then he was gone.

Carol and I didn't speak; we just pulled out thin summer dresses on, popping our t-shirts and my panties into Costas's bag, searched around for Carol's panties but couldn't find them, realised that either Costas or Dem had taken them as a trophy and began to laugh out loud. The sun was just beginning to turn the rich royal blue of the night sky into a steel blue colour as I kicked sand onto the dying embers of the fire, at least it would be easier to walk back to the village.

It was six o'clock as we walked into the village, Mat was just putting the tables out side his café, "Morning girls, early breakfast?" he called out to us, I looked down the front of my sundress, without the t-shirt under it the dress made it look like I was almost topless, it had a small 'bib' front with a low scooped neck line and very large armholes. "Not really dressed for eating in public" I called back to him, "Rubbish, you look just right for early morning breakfast, help to wake everyone up" he responded. We sat at a table close to the kitchen, Mat served us our simple 'continental' breakfast and then pulled a chair up and joined us as we were the only customers in his café that early in the morning. Mat couldn't take his eyes off of our hardly covered breasts, even when other customers came in for breakfast Mat rushed to serve them and then came rushing back to ogle Carol's and my breasts, it was two hours later when we finally got out of the café and to our villa and to bed.

I went into my bedroom, opened the doors on to the terrace, closed the curtains, switched on the ceiling fan and stripped off, I had brought new nighties for the holiday but it was far too hot to wear one, I even stripped off the sheet, which was the only cover on the bed. Before I could fall asleep Carol slipped through my bedroom door, she was too hot in her bedroom, she saw me lying on top of my bed in the nude and slipped out of her nighty and joined me on my bed, we were asleep in seconds.

I do hope you enjoyed reading my second erotic story, if you have any comments good or bad please feel free to contact me at sandy_kent_1974@hotmail.com

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