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Robert and Jess were two weeks into their idyllic Greek island holiday, luxuriating in both the hot summer sun and each other. The young couple had spent the first part alone, where Jess had admitted to inviting her sister Samantha to Greece to share not only their cottage for the third week, but her boyfriend Robert too. This was an idea cooked up by the sisters to help Sammy explore her sexuality in a safe environment, with people she trusted, and to broaden her sexual offer to her dopey, but rich and handsome boyfriend in England. Jess was unaware that her sister wasn’t as naive as she let on, and that Robert and Sammy had made love once before at their family home.
The second week became a sexual adventure in another way, with Robert and Jess often meeting the German couple Erika and Manfred from the cottage below theirs. Jess in particular enjoyed these evenings, where she had the opportunity to suck and straddle Manfred’s ridiculously large cock, whilst Robert buried himself between Erika’s tanned, toned thighs.
It was decided that Robert would set off on the early morning bus to the port to meet Sammy off her ferry. He found himself shivering at 6.00am at the village bus stop along with a handful of locals. It wasn’t until over an hour later that he finally warmed up, having had his first coffee of the day at a port-side café.
He wasn’t sure what time Sammy was due in, so he set up camp and had a long breakfast. This was the summer of 1983, so no mobile phone or internet to find out the information. He tried to read a German newspaper left by a tourist but soon gave up, planning to give it to Manfred later.
The 10.15 ferry had just docked and Robert watched as some workers and the first holidaymakers of the day waddled down the quay. They were a mix of nationalities, mostly middle-aged and in small groups. His eyes followed a blonde woman in a bikini top and wraparound skirt as she broke off and headed for the market. The local on the next table gave a long, quiet whistle which alerted Robert to another good-looking young woman walking towards them from the ferry. Sammy!
She hadn’t seen Robert so he was briefly able to luxuriate in the view which so pleased his neighbour. Sammy looked tremendous. There was something about Sammy which drew looks, she had the appearance of a Greek goddess. Her long, straight, light brown hair framed an attractive face, touched by the sun but still pale enough to mark her out as being English. Her shoulders were bare, alerting Robert to the glorious notion of her being bra-less – brave given the size of her ample breasts and the leering workers on the quayside. Just two thin straps held up a white cotton dress, tied below her tits, cupping them and presenting them deliciously to anyone who cared to look. The dress was also short enough to make her long legs look even longer.
“Sammy”, called Robert as he walked towards her. “ROB!”, she replied, then dropped her travel bag and threw her arms around him. They kissed, then Robert took her bag and they headed back to the café. The whistling neighbour was beaming now and winked approvingly at Robert as they sat down.
Sammy and Robert were genuinely pleased to see each other and chatted and laughed as Sammy devoured a breakfast. The poor kid had endured a long and tiring journey, staying overnight in a cheap hotel on the mainland before taking the ferry that morning.
It transpired that she had wandered into a local’s bar trying to find an evening meal and ended up being groped by three, drunken old men. She had been invited to drink with them and admitted flirting despite the language barrier. They plied her with drinks and bought her some food and as she got up to leave, one man grabbed her arms and forced her back down on to his bony knee. Still holding her wrists, a second man thrust his hand down her t-shirt and inside her bra, fondling her breast and roughly pinching her nipple while a third put his hand up her skirt, rubbing her pubic mound. Sammy said she didn’t feel threatened by the men because they were so old but Robert imagined that the situation could have got out of hand. He was surprised how naive Sammy sounded, or had she secretly enjoyed being fondled?
Robert and Jess had agreed to pay for a taxi back to their base and soon the pair were sat in the back of a battered old car, rolling around as the elderly driver hurled the wreck around the potholed roads.
Sammy turned to Robert with a mischievous look, “So, you’ve agreed to teach me how to give a great blow job then? I hope Jessica hasn’t changed her mind?”
“Christ Sammy, I don’t know how you talked Jess into that idea, but I’m glad you did!”
“It was fairly easy,” Sammy replied, “I think my big sister likes the idea of watching her boyfriend shagging another girl.”
Robert took the opportunity to tell her of the adventures with the Germans. Sammy listened open-mouthed and as she did so, slowly took the hem Bayan Escort Gaziantep of her dress and rolled it up her thighs revealing her white pants and then as she pulled them to one side, her soft, pink pussy lips. She sat directly behind the driver so the old local couldn’t see her spread her legs and gently rub over her pussy, closing her eyes as Robert gave her some more graphic details.
“God I’m so horny Rob, tell me more. I can’t believe Jessica had your penis in her mouth and the German’s in her fanny. What an image, my dirty sister…”
Robert had a barely contained erection in his shorts and Sammy now absent-mindedly stroked his hot cock over the material. He in turn let his left hand fall between her legs and Sammy’s arousal grew as he added his fingers to hers in caressing her pussy, slipping his middle finger between the lips, the motion of the car making him finger her hard as she teased her clitoris.
They neared the little port village close to the cottage so Robert stopped his probing and tried desperately to think of something, anything, so his erection would calm down. At the harbour, Robert adjusted himself and awkwardly got out of the taxi but Sammy’s door wouldn’t open. She had to slide across the back seat over to Robert’s side. The elderly driver anticipated this and turned to look down at her legs which opened as she maneuvered out of the hot car. She left her thighs wide apart for a moment, allowing the most perfect view of her panties to the delight of the driver (and much to her amusement, Sammy too).
The sisters were happy to be reunited, Jess eager to hear about the torturous journey from England. They hugged each other and Robert was strangely turned on by the sight of their breasts crushing against each others. Sammy in turn was desperate to hit the beach and swim in the beautiful sea. Jess already had on a bikini top and sarong, had packed lunch and a bottle of white wine and some beers in a cool-box. After a quick turnaround where Robert had showered and Sammy changed into a bikini, the three of them headed down the cliff path to the secluded beach.
They made camp away from the handful of other holidaymakers already there, the Randall sisters drawing admiring looks from the males and a touch of envy from the females. In their bikinis they looked hot, with slightly different body shapes but both with large, full breasts and long, toned legs. Jess was deeply suntanned after two weeks of naked sunbathing, whereas Sammy was paler and eager to catch up. Their brief bikini tops and bottoms left little to the imagination.
Robert compared their butts as they ran away from him and into the inviting sea. Jess had a smaller bottom, in fact was slimmer all round with a flat stomach. Sammy’s buttocks were fuller, beautifully so, and surprisingly firm as she hurtled into the gentle waves. They beckoned Robert to the sea and he sprinted and dived in between the girls who immediately jumped on him. It was a joyful moment with Jess seemingly happy for her sister to jump on her boyfriend’s back, her wet body sliding off his.
They returned to their towels, ate lunch and drank wine before resting in the heat of the day. Jess was worried about Sammy getting too red.
“Samantha, let Robert put some sun lotion on your back”.
Sammy, lying on her front, reached behind her and untied her bikini top. Jess smiled at Robert as he straddled Sammy’s butt and started carefully dribbling the sun oil on her hot, dry skin. He moved his hands lower from her shoulders and down her back, careful to apply the oil all over. He moved lower still, to the top of her bikini bottoms and glanced over to Jess who was watching him intently. Her mischievous look implied that he should continue even lower so he adjusted his position and worked up from her calves to her thighs and to her rounded buttocks, moulding her flesh in his hands. Sammy parted her legs ever so slightly allowing Robert to oil inside her legs and up over her lower butt cheeks. He ‘accidentally’ allowed his fingers to move under her bikini bottom.
Again, he cast a glance at his girlfriend who had a broad smile, mainly because his erection was blatantly obvious. Jess was laying on her side, her head propped up on one elbow. Robert noticed that she was gently stroking her pussy over the thin material of her bikini pants. This emboldened him to tug Sammy’s bikini bottoms up and over her buttocks, and off her legs so she was completely naked to his touch. Apart from two other sunbathers, people were too far away to notice him applying more oil over her soft butt, down her crack and in between her parted pussy lips, which demanded more attention from Robert than was strictly necessary!
Sammy turned her head towards her sister, who met her look and smiled before before whispering, “and so begins lesson number one…”
For the second time that day, Robert let his slick, now oiled fingers guide themselves in and out of Sammy’s tight pussy, lubricated by the sun oil and Sammy’s own juices. He teased her clit and slowly increased his rhythm which made Sammy lift her butt off the towel. Jess sat up, her brown legs spread, her body shielding her boyfriend and sister from prying eyes. Her own fingers were now digging into her pussy, intrigued by her deep feeling of lust as her sister was expertly finger-fucked in front of her.
Sammy was writhing beneath Robert’s touch. He now had three fingers squelching inside her, his measured moves making her contort with pleasure. A wave of sharp, deep orgasms made her look up red-faced at Jess and plead, “will you let Rob screw me? Please Jessica, can he screw me?”
Jess suddenly felt a pang of jealousy but nodded her approval, not wanting to back down on their agreement. The reality of the situation had Jess reeling, her conflicting feelings of deep lust and raging envy tormented her briefly, before she gave in to the situation and focused on her own aching wet pussy beneath her pants, begging for attention.
Robert slipped off his shorts, his velvety dick springing up in anticipation. Jess lent over and sucked the tip of his cock as he looked across the beach. Only one man was watching them from reasonably close by, pretending to read a book but clearly transfixed by this scene. The man poked his wife who looked up and over to the young threesome. This didn’t concern Robert who was happy to entertain and let Jess take his dick further into her mouth.
Sammy looked around and was overcome with the action next to her. Robert moved onto his back with Jess continuing to move her lips up and down his hard cock. Sammy shifted her position to mimic Jess, and again, looking at her sister for guidance, moved her head to Robert’s cock and gently ran her lips and tongue from the base of the stiff member up to the tip. The sister’s heads were now close together, moving in perfect harmony, sucking and licking and enveloping his cock. Their lips touched involuntarily making them giggle. Sammy pretended to take a lead from her sister (she was here on the pretence of learning new sex skills after all), following her every move.
Robert’s gaze was diverted by movement by his feet. Out of view of the girls, their closest voyeuristic neighbour on the beach – Robert guessed a German tourist in his early fifties – had moved closer and was unashamedly snapping the action with his Nikon FA camera. Given this was the early 80s, the camera was pretty high-tech: though nowadays he would have used his phone to film the action. Robert grinned at the tourist’s audacity and imagined he and his partner pouring over the prints once developed. Admittedly, the man now had the perfect view of the girls running their mouths up and down Robert’s cock, as well as their shapely butts and occasional views of their fulsome breasts and Sammy’s pussy as they contorted to get the best position. Robert wouldn’t mind seeing the prints himself!
Jess seemed to sense that Robert was close to ejaculating, so she stopped blowing him and moved to one side. She still hadn’t noticed the voyeur who had moved to the other side of her, kneeling and drawing breath (and hiding his hard-on from his partner no doubt). Sammy too stopped and lay on her back next to Robert, who (after looking for assurance from Jess one final time) guided himself between Sammy’s legs, held under her thighs, lifted her legs up and apart and buried his face in her soaking wet pussy, coating his face in her juice. Robert was in a hurry, but not so much that he didn’t savour the taste of Sammy. He began licking faster, lapping eagerly.
Jess leaned closer for a better view. She opened her legs, bit her bottom lip as her finger stroked her clit steadily as she watched her sister and boyfriend intently. Robert was now above Sammy. He asked if she was on the Pill (he knew already) and okay with what was obviously going to follow. Although she whispered “yes”, her red face and the passion in her eyes answered for her.
Robert gently slipped his hot cock inside Sammy, his slow, deep thrusts trying to coax an orgasm before he ejaculated himself. Jess was moving her soaked fingers quicker and quicker over and inside her wet pussy. Both she and Sammy were starting to gasp as Robert’s thrusts grew stronger and quicker. He was aware that the tourist had only just stopped taking shots when his film ran out and was now retreating back to his gawping wife.
Sammy and Robert shuddered in a shared climax. He felt Sammy’s body judder involuntarily several times as he pulled his cock from her pussy. Her boyfriend had made love to her twice but not in such a knowing and expert way. “Fuck, that was sooooo good…” said Sammy, forgetting for a moment that her sister had just witnessed her being screwed by her boyfriend. Jess for her part just grinned back after sucking on her sticky fingers.
The threesome sank back into the sand, exhausted by their efforts under the hot sun. Another hour passed which included more drinking, laughing and swimming, before the sisters started to make a move home. Along with the voyeuristic German couple they were now alone on the beach.
“I’ll have one more dip if you don’t mind and bring the cool-box back with me” said Robert. He watched the girls cute butts dancing across the sand and up the rickety steps until they were out of view. He’d love to have known what they were discussing!
The German couple were in the warm, clear blue sea when Robert dived back in and swam for ten minutes.
As he began heading out he waded close to the couple. They nodded to each other and Robert realised that although the man was stocky, rotund, red from the sun and now quite sheepish, his wife was reasonably attractive with huge, well-shaped breasts that were barely held in place by her skimpy bikini top.
“Thank you for the show” she said in English with a delicious German accent. “My husband really likes taking pictures. I will wait to see them tonight!”
Now Robert was blushing as she moved towards him through the waves and continued.
“He likes to photograph me and you together. Yes?”
“Ah, I should really get back, my girlfriend will be waiting” said Robert, unconvincingly.
“Let me just see der Schaft close to me. Let me put it in my mouth.”
The Schwanz” she continued when Robert looked blankly back at her. She was very close to him now and as he still looked bewildered she boldly grabbed his growing cock over his swimming shorts.
“Ah, I get it!” he replied as she threw her arms around him, squashed her ample tits against his chest and kissed him passionately.
The husband smiled and turned and headed back out of the sea. “Folge mir” he said, beckoning them to follow. Robert wondered where this was heading, but after a week of savouring his delicious German neighbour – Erika – he was intrigued to find out.
The man had put a new roll of film in his camera by the time Robert and the woman reached their towels. Robert was amused to see his hands shake as he wound the film into place.
“I’m Inger and this is Rüdiger. Rüdiger likes watching the girls kissing your schaft! He was very hard when he returns. I saw you make love as well. If one is your girlfriend, who is the other girl?” asked Inger.
“Oh, that’s her sister.” They all laughed at this and Robert admitted it was a little out of the ordinary.
“You bad Englanders” said Rüdiger with a barely concealed erection in his flowery shorts.
Inger released her breasts from the skimpy bikini top. They bounced free, marvelous suntanned globes with large, chocolate-coloured nipples. She placed her fingers inside Robert’s wet shorts, and eased them down over his now impressively rock hard cock. She lowered herself down to her knees so she was facing the tip of his dick. With a glance back to her husband who was poised with his camera, she took the cock deep into her mouth, virtually taking its entire length in one movement.
Robert gasped as Inger worked up and down his veined cock, slurping eagerly at the bulbous tip. She even worked her mouth underneath to take a testicle into her warm mouth, pulsing it gently before working back up to the tip again.
Rüdiger was on his knees for a better view, clicking away very close to the action with Inger happy to stop and pose, grinning around Robert’s cock. Being watched so closely was a turn-on for Robert who held off ejaculating for as long as he could, but the view was moving him closer to the edge with Inger’s tits swaying below him as she picked up the speed of her sucking.
Eventually he could hold off no more. Inger realised he was about to come but instead of moving her mouth away, she took the full length once more as he exploded into the back of her throat. She gasped as she withdrew, breathing hard and smiling as Robert’s cum dribbled onto her chin, then greedily licked off the hot, thick residue from Robert’s cock.
As Robert took a breath, Rüdiger whipped off his shorts and beckoned Inger to do the same for him. Robert was amused to see his hard, squat little dick surrounded by a thick mass of pubic hair. He thought Inger would have no trouble getting both Robert’s and her husband’s cock in her mouth at the same time. He took the camera off Rüdiger and used the four remaining shots of Inger blowing her husband. The poor woman was desperate to be fucked and took off her bikini bottoms to reveal a rotund butt and very hairy pussy.
Robert took this as a sign to leave them to it, so he withdrew silently, waving to Inger and blowing her a kiss as he did so.
What more was in store for Robert as he made his way back to the cottage? What a day it had been so far and what a night was in prospect with the two horny Randall sisters. And of course there was the interesting possibility of further romps with the neighbouring German couple, Erika and Manfred, this time with the delicious Sammy added to the equation.
More to follow in the next installment.
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