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Aegean Holiday Part 1 - by Rose Eastmann

Aegean Holiday part 2
by Isabella

Story code: M/F, m/F, exh, voy, bd, swing, beast, Under Age

John still had the keys to the hire car so it came as no surprise to me that after breakfast we were heading out of town and along the road that would take us to the unofficial naturist beach. It was just after ten o'clock when we arrived in the car park, I recognised most of the cars from the previous day were there again.

We walked to the beach in silence, as I hadn't replaced the lost bikini I guessed that I would be starting out totally naked again. I could almost recognise all of the men that I could see as John guided me to the place he had selected, I spotted Kurt crossing the beach like a guided missile, arching towards the place that he could see John and I heading for.

It took around fifteen minutes for the men to finish shuffling between the few women on the beach, Kurt was with John and I and three other men, Kurt came right out and asked if he could put a little oil on me, I looked at John and he nodded in my direction so I smiled at Kurt and lay down, I was about to turn onto my stomach but John put his hand on my arm to stop me so I settled down onto my back and Kurt took to massaging oil into every inch of my body, this time, as his fingers approached my bare pussy mound I heard him whisper, "I think it looks much better like this!"

I looked across the beach as Kurt started to rub oil between my legs and began to awaken my inner body. There were around twenty people on the beach and they all stopped what they were doing to watch as Kurt brought me to my first climax. Kurt gave me twenty minutes of pleasure before moving onto my legs, he was performing body language twists and turns to one of the younger men who were talking to John in French.

The young man said something to John and he replied, "Si mon pleasure!" Which, if I understood my school-girl French to translate roughly to be 'Carry on mate!' The man drizzled oil into his hands and then started oiling my breasts, he played a lot of attention to them, pinching and rolling my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. Kurt was just passing my knees when he attracted one of the other men, I watched as he kept nodding towards my bare pussy, then the third man started to massage more oil into my pussy mound, allowing his fingers to stray down and I responded by lifting my buttocks from the towel as I gasped with the pleasure of his touch.

John and the fourth man went for a walk to a small cave at the rear of the beach, I suddenly realised where the secret stash of wine had been kept. While three men oiled and pleasured my body with their hands I watched as John and the other guy split up and delivered bottles of wine to the other groups on the beach.

As wine was passed around our group Kurt looked John in the eye as he took a mouthful of wine, then turned to me and placed his lips against mine and transferred his mouth full of wine into my mouth, spilling quite a lot down my body as he did because I was so taken by surprise, as wine ran over my breasts I felt other lips kissing the trail if red liquid.

By the time Kurt's lips left mine, the youngest of the men was kneeling between my open legs and I was being pulled back down onto my back as he knee walked along the towel, his cock in his hand and being pointed directly at my cunt.

"No, you can't do that to me out here!" "Why not, we've done everything but so far!" My head was lifted and I could see one of the older women was getting fucked by one man while another was sucking on her breasts and her husband and the other two men with her were standing watching and taking photographs of the action.

Knees slipped under my head so that my head remained elevated and I could watch the other's fucking further along the beach, then I felt the heat of the young man's cock as it pressed against my hairless labia, then there was a slight push and I felt the cock slip just inside my cunt. There was no hurry in the young man's fucking, I could see from the other woman that she wasn't being given a very hard fucking either, it was around noon, the sun was at its highest and it was around forty degrees centigrade.

The sex was very casual but so was the conversation, John was looking from me to the other women being fucked as he chatted to Kurt, even though he didn't bring me off, I felt him climax into me, then he walked down to the sea and took a dip to cool down, I was offered a cooling dip too but I turned it down. I was still watching the other woman being fucked, her man must have climaxed too because he slipped out and walked down to the sea to cool off too. I watched as the man who was fucking me walked over to her and without a word he slipped in between her legs and began to fuck her, the man who had fucked her came and knelt between my legs.

I was suddenly shocked to realise that the two men could have been one man, I hadn't paid them too much notice, neither of them had any remarkable features, no hugs cocks, no overly muscled bodies, they just looked so ordinary, so, why, I wondered had they been allowed to fuck me and the other woman when there were so many other men around that were so much more impressive. As I was being lazily fucked again, I discovered the reason listening to Kurt and John's conversation, both young men were twin brothers and it was their birthday.

John hadn't quite believed what he had heard Kurt saying and asked for comformation in English, "Fifteen years old today?" Kurt nodded his head and I went off into orgasm land, like a rocket, not from the effort the young man was putting into his fucking but from the fact that Kurt was nodding his head to John's question, confirming that I had just been and was still being fucked by little more than boys, just fifteen years old that very day.

It took my young lover an age to climax, after all, he had climaxed just a few minutes earlier into the other woman and he wasn't putting a lot of effort into his fucking. I, on the other hand was, I was bucking and thrashing about so much from my own orgasm that I slipped off of the knee holding my head up and almost bounced the boy off of me.

At one o'clock we all ate a communal lunch on the beach together, all twenty of us piling our food into one large pile and then taking whatever we wanted. John and I walked out into the water together after lunch; we were just talking about anything and everything. John asked me what I had thought about my first sex with another man, or men. I shrugged my shoulders in a non-committal kind of way, "Mind you, you did turn a corner when you heard that both of them were only fifteen today, I thought that might have turned you off, not lit your fuse like that!" John was smiling at me.

I knew that I was blushing, mind you it hardly showed up on my face as I was so red from over a week of Greek sun. "I'm not proud of that at all, they didn't look that young to me, but I guess that it won't make any difference, I'm still a criminal!"

Eventually John took me to the beach and to a rather large man, I was expecting him to be Greek, he had that dark swarthy look about him, so it came as a surprise to hear a broad Southern states, American accent and he reached out his hand and shook mine. John explained that I was feeling very uncomfortable and very guilty for breaking the law with the man's sons.

"You have nothing to feel guilty about my dear, We travel all over the world so that the boy's can enjoy legal sex and me too, when they were eleven, we took them to Bolivia, we got a doctor's note to confirm that they had passed puberty, so they were free to enjoy sex there, when they were twelve, we took them to the Yucatan in Mexico, when they were thirteen, we took them to Spain. When they were fourteen we did a tour of Bulgaria, Croatia and Austria, because the legal age in those countries was fourteen, now we're here, in Greece the age of consent is fifteen, so you haven't broken any local laws here, it might not be a very good idea to mention having sex with them in England and even less in America, back home in Virginia, they have to be eighteen before they can have sex!"

"Well, if they started to have sex at eleven, no wonder they were so blasé about having sex with my wife!" Johnny said, I dug him in the ribs and pulled him away from the man. I felt really terrible, it was slightly less worrying to me that I hadn't been their first, far from it, it turned out that they had, in the past, had sex with over a hundred people, I didn't like to ask but it sounded like men as well as woman.

John asked me if I'd like to have sex with Kurt, I flashed him a dirty look, he had just allowed me to have sex with two fifteen year old boys and now he was suggesting that I allow someone else to have sex with me. If I hadn't felt quite so disgusted with myself I would have agreed in a shot, I had never seen a man with a cock as large as Kurt's cock before in my life but I couldn't get it out of my head the way I had responded when I heard Kurt and John talking about the age of the boy with his cock buried lazily in my pussy. I felt worse about my reaction than the actual age of the boys if I was being truthful with myself, especially after finding out that I hadn't actually broken any laws in Greece.

John decided to let it drop for the moment and as I settled down to a little nude sunbathing John went off to chat with Kurt before moving on to chat with someone else. Kurt came over to me and sat at my side, he just started out chatting with me, he was telling me about a group of naturists from all over the world that called themselves the 'Family Naturists Club' they all travelled the world to countries where the age of consent was more liberal than their own country. As Kurt was chatting to me, quite casually, he started to rub a little sun oil into my breasts, then on, down towards my pussy.

I couldn't stop myself responding to Kurt's touches, my back lifting off of the towel as Kurt's, oily finger, slipped over my clitoris. Then Kurt began working me up, he slid his body down and his head slipped between my thighs and his mouth and tongue took over from his fingers. I had my hands on each side of Kurt's head holding him in place as I started to thrust my hips up into his face.

Kurt hadn't shaved that morning and the roughness of his stubble was adding to the pleasure / pain of my climax. By the time I opened my eyes from the deepest part of my climax I had quite an audience standing around watching Kurt and I as he gave me oral sex. I couldn't believe that just two days earlier I was too shy to go topless in public and now I was seemingly very happy to be naked with a man eating my pussy out.

Kurt slid his body along mine, kissing all the way up my body until his lips met mine, as he slipped his tongue into my mouth his cock head pressed against my labia. He had to push so hard to try and get his monster into my body that my oily back meant that I was sliding along the towel away from his cock. John moved in, he stood with his feet either side of my head, so that as Kurt pushed me along the towel, my shoulders crashed into his ankles and I had to gasp as I could move no further, Kurt's cock finally managed to part my pussy lips and, even though I had been fucked by two young men and been finger fucked for over an hour, I was still unable to accommodate his cock without pain.

I was flashed instantly to a powerful climax, the most powerful that I could remember in my life. Kurt was no lazy lover; he was very powerful and was pounding into me like a steam hammer. I had lifted off into one of the most powerful climaxes of my life at the sheer size of his cock but his powerful fucking action kept me at that peak for longer than I could ever imagine. Just as I thought that I was going to black out from sheer exhaustion, Kurt moved his mouth to my ear and he whispered, "I saw how you reacted when you heard how young the boys were earlier, you loved it, the dirtiness of it, the criminal feeling you got from being fucked by such young boys. I can arrange for you to meet some thirteen year old boys in Spain, they are desperate to fuck a sexy older woman like you and in Spain; it would be perfectly legal for you to fuck with them too. You will need to have something to swap to get into the Family Naturist Club first though..."

I was totally shocked, why did I get even more turned on from Kurt's words even though I knew the concept of sex with a thirteen year old boy should have been totally abhorrent to me. Even in my wildest fantasies over my thirty-six years of life, I had never imagined or fantasised about younger men, every object of my 'masturbatory' fantasies over the years had been ten to twenty years older than me.

"...We will even pay for you to go to Spain on a week long holiday to meet a many young boys as you could possibly want to meet, from thirteen years old upwards while we pay for John to go on holiday in Bolivia with your daughters, we have several doctors willing to swear in court that very young girls have passed puberty!"

I was just blacking out, my climax had gone way beyond reasonableness and I just couldn't take in enough oxygen to feed all the muscles that were contracting madly. The final straw was having Kurt mention my daughters going on holiday to Bolivia with John while I was in Spain. Kurt hadn't said that the girls would be expected to perform any kind of sexual acts but the hint was there.

John was patting my hand; I could feel a river of cum running out of my pussy as the world blinked back into view. "Wake up sleepy head; we have to get out of here before the police patrol gets here!" It was four o'clock in the afternoon and John and I were the only two still naked on the beach, there was a long line of men wandering up to the car park. I could hear the sound of a powerful motor out at sea, I snatched my dress and pulled it over my head just as the police launch passed the headland and rounded into our bay. John was sitting down trying to wriggle into his trousers before the policeman with his binoculars scanning the beach could spot him.

I was totally naked under my summer dress; I just hadn't had time to find my bra and knickers so I would probably be returning to the hotel semi naked. Alan was waiting for us in the reception at our hotel; he invited us out to dinner with him to repay us for taking him out for tapas the day before. John had only paid eight thousand drachmas for the tapas and drinks for all three of us. The meal that Alan paid for was closer to sixteen thousand Drachmas each when the wine was added in.

Now it could have been the sun and being naked all day or the wine that had been passed around with lunch or it could have been the fact that both Alan and John had just spent two hours flattering me and chatting me up over dinner, and more wine. But, even though there was no way I should have been turned on, having had the fucking of my life just a few hours earlier, but I was. It could have had something to do with the way I was dressed, it shouldn't have been though, after all, I had spent all day on a beach, totally naked in front of twenty or more men, but sitting there in a well lit restaurant with just a thin summer dress and no underwear on, I felt that every man in the place was staring at me, the waiters certainly spent more time around out table than any of the other tables.

OK, I have no idea either, four or five months without sex and you'd have thought I'd be happy with four fucks in two days, in my normal life, that was a year's worth of sex for me, hell, who was I kidding, the fuck I'd had with Kurt would have qualified for a year's worth of my usual sex life with John on its own. So why was it, that at the moment that Alan paid the bill and helped me to my feet, the last thing on my mind was going to our own bedroom with John, I wanted to take a walk on the beach and have sex with both Alan and John.

Alan had other ideas though, John , Alan and I went to Alan's room, the door opened and the dog from the night before rushed over to greet all three of us, well, I assumed that it was the stray dog, it looked totally different, "I've had him shampooed, wormed and treated for fleas, I've also had his claws clipped and given him a good meal, so he's in tip top condition!"

A shiver ran through my body, last night when John let the beast lick me, it was from behind, in the dark and, on my part, totally unplanned, now, it was in the room, in the light and I couldn't use the excuse that I didn't know that the dog was going to be encouraged to lick my intimate place again.

All three of us were naked in about fifteen seconds, I won the undressing world speed record, but then I had the advantage of just one item of clothing, all I had to do was slip the shoe-string straps off over my shoulders and gravity did the job of undressing me at fifty-four meters per second.

The dog was instantly interested in me as soon as I was nude and made a bee-line for the junction at the top of my legs and started to 'wash' the area with his tongue. As soon as he had cleaned off all the salt he started to butt his head against my upper thighs to try and open my legs to get at the tasty smell he could sense from my inner excitement. John and Alan were laughing as I tried to stop the great brute of a dog knocking me over to try and get access to my insides.

Alan finished undressing, "You want to fuck her first or hold the dog back while you watch me do her?" John took a hold of the dog around its neck and pulled it away from me while Alan guided me to a low coffee table that had been thoughtfully covered with a beach towel. My ankles were pulled back and to the side of the coffee table legs and course ropes were used to hold my ankles to each table leg, that forced my knees wide open and by the act of nature, my vagina wide open too.

Alan knelt in front of the coffee table, between my knees and eased his cock into my body. The dog didn't like it one little bit, he saw me as his bitch and didn't like an inferior dog having its way with me. Alan was a good fuck but he wasn't really trying to blow my lights out like Kurt did earlier, he was the aperitif, to wet my appetite for the main event. John and Alan swapped, Alan holding the dog back while John took his turn at me. John did try hard to give me a good climax before he added his spunk to Alan's.

I was glad that he had finally finished because my legs were starting to cramp and I had hoped that once he had finished himself off he would untie me but I was wrong, as soon as John vacated the space between my thighs, Alan released the beast and the dog turned into a pussy guided missile once again.

Within seconds of the dog reaching my cunt I forgot all about the cramps in my legs and even the memory of Kurt's earlier fucking was driven away from my mind as the dog's tongue reached parts of my body that had never been reached before. I was driven through over thirty minutes of chained climaxes as the dog sought out every drop of his adversaries seed.

After thirty minutes the dog started to lose interest in licking me out, I got the feeling that he had finished eating all the spunk from John and Alan that he could find and now there was no more tasty titbits in me, Alan turned to John and said, "Now we'll see if he is just good or if he is good enough for me to pay to ship him back home!"

The dog didn't turn away from me after it finished eating me out, he lifted his right front leg off the floor, then he skipped forward with his hind legs and his right leg hit the table just an inch away from my left hip, then the dog lifted its left leg and skipped forward again and realisation dawned on me that the dog intended to fuck me and Alan and John were standing there admiring the dog's skills.

I wanted to fight, wanted to tell John to stop this before it went too far but as I felt the course belly hair of the dog scrape over my abdomen and then the dog skipped forward again, it's sheath covered cock rubbed against my pussy lips, then I felt the warm smoothness as the dog's 'lipstick' brushed around my opening before the dog thrust his hips forward and his cock started to grow and travel up into my body, it only took fifteen seconds but I knew that I was lost and wouldn't be able to ask for it to be stopped. It only took fifteen more seconds before I felt the huge ball that they call the knot hitting against my cunt.

I remembered that it had taken me, what seemed like an eternity when I was masturbating the dog the previous evening until John took a hold of its knot and the added pressure on that section of the dog's cock had caused it to fire off in double quick time. The dogs cock inside my body was easily equal to both Alan and John but I knew that there was another two to three inches of cock still outside. I was torn, part of me wanted the dog to fuck me the way it was all night long, it was, as you could imagine, animalistic and bestial, with a huge speed advantage over most men but I knew that there was more to feel but, that feeling would be a fleeting feeling as the dog would climax soon after locking its knot into me.

As the knot started to ease into me I was screaming at the top of my lungs, both from the pleasure of the fucking and the orgasm it was giving me but also from the pain as I was opened up more than I had ever been since the birth of my daughters so many years earlier.

I felt the scalding hot but thin semen spilling from the dog's balls, there was an intense pressure as there was nowhere for the doggy spunk to go as my vaginal opening was totally blocked by the dog's knot. Alan had moved in to expect the lock between the dog and myself, "I hear that if there is a little help, the dog can sometimes go again before it pulls out!" With that Alan put his hand on the dog's hind and pushed down with all of his weight.

The pain was indescribable as another inch of dog meat was forced up into my body and it was like a switch being flicked in the dog's humping motor and it started all over again, this time it lasted for twenty minutes but as the dog fired off for the second time, there was no pressure build up, the dogs semen had somewhere to go, Alan's pressure on the dog's bottom had forced the tip of its cock to actually pass my cervix and now the dog's cock was actually inside my womb.

I hope that you like my attempt at extending Rose Eastmann's story; I tried to keep it in a similar vein to the original story. I did deviate into a little age relationship but when I spoke to Rose about the story, she had originally intended it to have age as a theme, that's why, right in the first few chapters; she mentioned the 'Family Naturist Club' and it had been her intention to introduce her daughters into the story. Perhaps in a future story they may be added into the mix.

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