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By *_Marius OP Man
over a year ago
Currently Faraway |
After a nice session of naturist swimming, sunbathing and public sex with my man, we headed up the motorway and went back to the flat in the early afternoon.
After finishing our meal, I started getting ready for later in the evening.
It was about 18:30….I sent a Whatsapp message to M, the wife of the couple.
‘Greetings to you two’, I said. ‘I hope all is well; so…do you still want my presence tonight?’
‘Good evening’, came her reply. ‘Of course, we are looking forward to seeing you in the flesh; do you know exactly where you’ll be stopping at for the hotel?’
After giving me instructions about the hotel’s address and the metro station, I finalised my preparations.
Freshly showered and washed, outside and inside: check
Shaved head: check
Waxed back, shaved front, balls and arse: check.
Eau de toilette: check
Posy mirror aviators on: check
Right; it was time to head towards the nearest metro station of my town and head towards the city centre. I gave my man a deep snog and made my way out. By the time I had reached the platform and was standing at the edge, waiting for the next train, I started getting this usual, familiar sensation….every time….the whole area of my stomach and my intestines felt so tight….. ‘fuck’, I thought to myself…. ‘this is for real now; no going back’…thankfully I had my earphones on and put some music on, trying to forget. But, to no avail….The train reached Syntagma Square and I had to get off and change for the red line. I walked to the other side of the platforms and sent them a message.
‘Hey…I’m in Syntagma now’, I said. ‘I’m waiting for the other train…I don’t want to sound like an idiot but…..my legs feel all queasy….You are my first ever Greek woman’, I typed to M.
Then came the reply… ‘Don’t worry. We are just as nervous too; you are our first solo bisexual male as well’.
‘See you soon’, I said; phone back in pocket.
Finally, I reached my final metro station, Ilioupoli…..I took the escalators and walked out.
After a few steps away from the entrance of the metro, I turned around and….there it was…the hotel where I would meet M and V… ‘Shiiiiiit!’, I thought… ‘This is real, man…this is happening’. My legs were almost shaking. My guts were feeling like clumsily tied trainer laces…I noticed a bit of railing in front of the hotel and I sort-of climbed on them, trying to sit as comfortably on them as I could. ‘That’s it’, I said. ‘Deep breaths…shoulders up’….I had a casual look around the area. No man-woman couple about with ‘that kind’ of aura about them….. ‘FUCK meeeeeee!’, I thought ‘I’m gonna meet my first ever Greek wife and her husband’.
My head was like a split personality. ‘This is happening, lad, this is real./I want to shit myself/You’re waiting for a Greek married man-woman couple in front of an “erotic hotel” in the centre of Athens  !/Come on, let’s turn back and get away/Don’t you FUCKING DARE leave! This is what separates men from boys’.
And then…..I turned my head a bit and looked from the corner of my eye….on the other side of the road….A man and a woman walking slowly towards me…both of them wearing sunglasses. Both of them looking….Greek…olive skin, dark, almost black, short hair on him…shoulder-length dark brown hair with a hint of highlights on her…. They both stopped in front of me and we all exchanged a three-way split second’s silent look. ‘That’ look of a split-second understanding.
‘Kalispera! (good evening)’, said the husband, extending his hand to me for a handshake. ‘Marios?’
‘Kalispera’, I said, returning the handshake as heartily as my nerves would allow. ‘Yep; that’s me’. Smiles, handshakes and introductions all round; we walked towards the hotel and V, the husband, asked for a room from the receptionist. Both he and I chipped in for the room fee and proceeded to the area of the lifts.
When we opened the hotel room, there was an air of….’classy sex’…Black wooden chairs with black-and-yellow paisley patterns, or whatever they call it….A big circular bed with a red velvety cover…we all sat down and introduced ourselves to each other. Getting to know things about each other a bit more. ‘I’m enjoying this’, I thought. With or without the sex.
‘So then’, I said eventually, smiling and feeling relaxed after half a small glass of wine. ‘What do you think?’
Then M slowly got up from the armchair and with smooth, even movements, took her black summer dress off; revealing two nice-looking breasts and a black thong. V also got up and took his shirt off, blue shorts and underwear.
They both climbed the bed; I proceeded to take my clothes off as well. A porn movie was on the tv in the background but nobody was paying attention. I watched them kissing and whispering to each other and they both returned the look towards me.
I moved closer and put V’s rock-hard dick in my mouth. Slowly; stadily; up-and-down. Deep sucks. Then I gestured at M to get closer and we both started sharing V’s dick. I gave M a snog; I kissed and sucked her nipples as softly as I could. I could smell her girly deodorant. Another snog with her and we both kept sucking V. Amazing….Then, V asked for me to lie on my back. I acquiesced and I soon had his dick in my mouth while I could feel M’s mouth on mine. Christ….I was ROCK hard…I alternated a little between V’s dick, his balls and his crack….trying ever so gently to slip my tongue in a place where he probably hadn’t felt another man’s tongue….And then…while I was sucking him deeply and more intensely, I felt a soft hand with slippery fingers touching my hole….finger in! In and out…slowly…M was giving me a gentle massage, preparing me for V’s dick. My body was getting more and more relaxed, my dick hard as ever.
Then, they switched places…M sat by the side of my head, she was sat at such an angle that my mouth was withing touching distance from the black string covering her vagina….I kept my promise and didn’t touch her but she and V had turned me on so much that I couldn’t resist putting my hands on her arse and squeezing gently the area near her hole…..
V started pounding my hole and he soon climaxed. He lay beside me, wanting to take a break and then M took his place….I could feel soft fingers again…two of them… ‘Put three in’, I said while wanking intensely. She soon started giving me a steady finger-fuck that was probably one of the most amazing finger-fucks I had received from a woman. I kept looking at her breasts hanging while I was wanking myself and she was fucking me…. ‘GOD! YES!’
I had splashed all-over my chest….I was exhausted….a little bit of a break please and a bit of wine, I thought.
M went to the bathroom to freshen herself up while V and were laid next to each other chatting. I inadvertently started stroking his torso, touching him sensually and before I knew it….he started doing the same to me….M joined us back on the bed…I could see V’s dick was getting decidedly hard again so I didn’t waste any time. I grabbed it and started wanking him gently again. I whispered something to M and we started snogging in front of V. All the while I was gradually wanking V ever so intensely. Snogging M, interlocking my legs with V and wanking him. Soon, he gave out another deep, prolonged moan…My fingers were covered in his spunk….Amazing…
Later on, the three of us got dressed and headed down and out of the hotel. It was dark, past 23:00.
We hugged each other and kissed on both cheeks. They walked to their car and I headed towards the metro station to grab the last train for the night. I bought a mental picture of my man’s face in my head and I thought ‘God, I want you to fuck me….Fuck me!’ I was hornier than ever….I was so looking forward to throwing myself at him tonight!
The next day, I sent a message to M.
‘Good evening’, I said. ‘How do you do? Are you packing your things for your holiday?’
‘Good evening!’, she replied. ‘Yes, we are getting ready for tomorrow. How are you?’
‘I am very good thank you’, I said. ‘We came back from the nudist beach at Limanakia; I’m cooking dinner now. I would like to wish you to have a lovely holiday together’, I said. ‘I hope you enjoyed my company as much as I enjoyed yours. And I really hope I can see you two again sometime!’
‘We enjoyed the evening too’, she said. ‘Let’s keep in touch and hopefully we will see you when you come back to Greece again. Filia!’ (kisses)
‘Polla Filia (lots of kisses) to both of you!’ I replied with a smile on my face.
The End
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