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"Oh no, sweetie, don't get me wrong. You keep your top on until it's good and ready to come off."
Thanks, I guess. "So, what exactly are the local customs?"
She pointed to the rock formation where the sand beach ended. "Anything goes on those rocks; here on the sand it is just topless."
"Have you been to the rocks?"
"Not exactly," Martha said. "Sean fancies himself a photographer, and likes to get some nudie snaps, just from the rental boats mind you." She gave his ruddy cheek a pinch and then raised her arm to scratch the back of her neck.
Adrian tore he eyes off Martha's tits to get a look at the tuft of red hair under her arms. I thought his eyes were going to bug out. He restrained himself and joined the conversation. "Get some good ones?"
"Oh yeah," Sean said with a wide grin. He pulled a Nikon camera out of his bag and attached a very long lens. "I can read the ladies tattoos from a hundred meters out."
"So," I said, "you have to be nude to go out on the rocks?"
Martha chuckled and gave me a pat on the arm. "Honey, on this island, nobody tells you what you have to do... and better yet, nobody tells you what you can't do." She winked to make her point.
Sean cut Martha off. "We're off to our boat rental now. It was sure nice of you folks to let us share your space. Perhaps we'll see you a little later."
We waved as Sean trotted off with Martha in tow. Martha turned back and yelled, "Don't forget the sunscreen."
"What was that about?" Adrian asked.
I laughed. "I think she just told me not to burn my tits."
"Good advice," he said.
"Same goes for you... in case we head for the rocks."
"I'm glad you brought that up first."
"What about Martha, are you giving up already."
"Never, but she's not here right now. Besides, I think it's time for you to do a little window shopping."
I nodded enthusiastically. Watching men in bathing suits just wasn't getting the job done.
We grabbed a few things and headed for the rocks. Well worn trails snaked between the large flat rocks. Mostly nude couples sprawled out on towels and sunned themselves.
Adrian turned back to me. "See anything interesting?"
Oh yeah! I had a wide variety of cocks to choose from, but all appeared to be spoken for. At a fork in the trail I spotted two men off to the left. From the back, all I could see was their dark curly hair and deeply tanned bodies. "This way," I said, nudging Adrian in the direction I wanted to go.
As we passed in front of them I stole a quick glance at their cocks before turning away. They were both uncircumcised, something I'd never experienced before. Their nearly hairless bodies were uniformly tanned a deep bronze, including their cocks. I hope they're not gay. I tapped Adrian on the shoulder and pointed to an empty spot to his right. "That looks like a good place."
He threw out the towel for me to sit down and whispered in my ear, "Find something you like?"
I kissed him, forcing my tongue into his mouth. I hope it answered his question. He surprised me by slipping his board shorts down and stepping out of them. Did he expect me to do that?
He reached for the sunscreen. Relieved, I applied it liberally, first to his front and then to his ass, doing my best not to give him a hard-on. When I was done, I pulled him down next to me.
He smiled. "Want a suggestion?"
I nodded. I was out of my depth. I wanted those two Greek Gods in the worst way, but had no idea how to go about it. Adrian seemed to understand my predicament.
"Take off your top and we'll put on a little show for them."
I sucked in a deep breath and did as he requested. I could see my Greek Gods watching as I exposed my breasts for the first time in public.
He rolled up a towel and placed it under my head so I could see the objects of my desire. I rolled my head to the side as though looking off into the distance, using my large framed sunglasses to disguise the true focus of my attention.
He painted a line of suntan lotion across my creamy white tits, and then gently massaged it in. Within moments, my nipples were rock hard. I thought I saw one of their cocks twitch; definitely a good sign.
"Undo the ties on you bottoms," he whispered.
I complied, but kept my legs tightly closed as he tugged my suit away from my body. This time he painted a line across my abdomen, just below my tan line. He took his time, massaging the lotion closer and closer to my thick hairline.
"Any reaction?" he whispered.
Despite their sunglasses, I knew exactly where they were looking, what they wanted to see. I parted my legs a few inches, eliciting a more noticeable twitch. I nodded to Adrian.
He painted my hips first, then my thighs, all the time massaging the lotion into my white skin. When his fingers reached the top of my inner thigh, he massaged my soft flesh, just inches from my pussy. If he intended to get me off, he was on the right track.
I kept my eyes on both cocks as I raised my left knee and opened up my leg, just enough to give them a glimpse of my slit, but not enough to open up my lips.
Adrian worked his finger along the edge of my crotch line, edging ever closer to my slit.
Both their cocks swelled in size. I was beside myself with lust, and whispered to Adrian, "Go for it." I felt his finger trace the outer lip of my pussy, starting at the bottom. Halfway up, I stretched my leg wide open, exposing my glistening pink slit.
Adrian discreetly touched my clit and gave it a quick flick.
It nearly got me off. I bit down on my lower lip in an attempt to keep quiet. I sucked in one last deep breath and waited for Adrian's next move.
He hit me with two quick flicks of his fingertip.
My body clenched, curling my fingers and toes. Adrian pulled his finger off my clit and gently massaged my mound as he watched my orgasm subside.
When my body finally relaxed, he flipped me over and spread lotion over the cheeks of my ass. I spread my legs and wondered how my Greek Gods would react to the sight of my tight little ass.
Adrian whispered, "Those guys aren't quite hard yet, shall we try to fix that?"
I looked up at him. "Yes... how?"
"Leave that to me."
He deftly flicked my clit with his finger and pressed his thumb against my tight little asshole.
"You bad... bad boy."
With a fingertip flicking my clit and his thumb deep in my ass, I didn't last long. And this time I didn't stay quiet.
Adrian kept his thumb inside me until I relaxed and quit gasping for breath. He wrapped his arm around me and whispered, "I think I've done all I can to get them interested, the rest is up to you."
I rolled over and took one look at Adrian's boner. "Want me to deal with that?"
He smiled, stood up and said, "Naw, it will mess up your fun. I'll make a dash for the cliff and jump off the rocks. With a little luck I'll find Sean's boat. Meet you back at the beach."
"Have fun," I called out after him, waving as he sprinted past my two Greek Gods. I sat up and spread my legs, leaving nothing to chance. I lifted my glasses and made eye contact. Come fuck me!
They were cousins, Karl and Marx, and yes, their mothers were committed communists. Their English was excellent, the result of a college education in the United States. Aside from that, they'd lived their entire life on Ios and each managed different restaurants in their family's resort complex.
They led me to the edge of the cliff where Adrian had just jumped. It was a long way down, much longer than I was willing to jump. After some gentle teasing, they realized that it wasn't going to happen.
After a long walk across the rocks, we reached a nearly deserted sandy beach. We waded in and swam around a point to a barely noticeable crevice in the rocks. Marx dove under and disappeared. Karl explained that there was a cave reachable by a short underwater swim. Marx returned with a thumbs up and we followed him back under water. We came up in a small lagoon with a tiny white sand beach. It wasn't exactly a cave, since sunlight filtered down through the cracks in the rocks and shimmered over their golden bodies. They waited for me to make the first move.
I steeled my nerves and dropped to my knees on the soft sand. Marx came forward first, aiming his soft cock toward my open mouth. It was my first experienced with an uncircumcised cock, and I wasn't sure what to do with the pointy flap of skin. I flicked it with the tip of my tongue and then nibbled it with my lips. They both laughed and showed me how to push the skin back and expose the head.
They were easy going, and let me explore at my own pace. It didn't take me long to get them hard. I looked up, trying to decide which one to fuck first.
"Have you done a double before?" Marx asked.
I nodded sheepishly. "Once." I didn't mention that I was drunk, and didn't really remember what I had done.
"Don't worry," Karl said, "we have... many times."
I forced a smile, unsure of what I was getting into. They moved in close to my mouth, so close that their cocks were actually touching each other. I was shocked, but it didn't take a rocket scientist to understand what they wanted. My understanding of a double was one in the cunt and one in the ass. Obviously, they had much more in mind.
I opened wide and for the first time ever had two cocks in my mouth. It wasn't easy, and there was no way I was getting them both down my throat, but judging from the looks I was getting, I was doing a decent job. When they both went in, I slathered the underside of their cocks with my tongue, and when they pulled out, I licked their exposed cock heads.
Just as I was getting the hang of dealing with two cocks, Karl held back while Marx plunged in deep, nearly gagging me. I marveled at their ingenuity, and alternately deep throated each of them until they finally both pulled out.
"Wow," Karl said, "you catch on quick."
"What's next?" I asked, a little too eagerly.
"We go down on you," Marx said. He pulled me to my feet and knelt in front of me. Karl did the same thing behind me.
"I know you guys held back... I'm not sure I can do that."
They answered with their tongues and hands. I'm not sure which one was tweaking my hard nipples, but both were taking turns licking me from front to back. I assumed that one would take my cunt and the other my ass, but that is not how these two rolled. When they meant double, they meant both doing the same thing at the same time. I felt a momentary sense of panic when I tried to imagine what that might mean later. Fortunately, their steady tongues calmed my nerves and brought me right up to the edge of a dreamy orgasm. So close.
My body protested when they broke away and got to their feet. They gazed into my wanton eyes and kissed me, first one then the other. I could taste my musky juices on their lips. I tried to push them back down, to finish me off, but they resisted and before I knew it both their tongues were in my mouth. Once over the initial disappointment, and confusion about exactly how they managed it, the sensation was overwhelming. I could suck on those two tongues forever.
They broke off their exquisite kiss and Karl sat in the soft sand. He drew me to him until his face was snuggled between my ass cheeks.
Marx gripped my shoulders and gently bent me over until I was in a full jackknife position.
Karl licked my crack from top to bottom, from hole to hole. Marx leaned in and licked me, just like his cousin did.
I guessed what was coming next and took a deep breath. They probed my tight asshole with their tongues, first Karl, then Marx, until I wondered if both tongues might be inside me. That nasty thought reignited the orgasm budding deep in my loins.
Once again, much to my dismay, they abruptly stopped and had me get into a handstand. I was so horny that I did so without hesitation. I opened my legs and felt two tongues probing my cunt. My breathing quickened and I wiggled my hips trying to devour their tongues. They moved in tandem, licking their way up my slit, towards my clit. They struck gold, pinching my hard little button between their tongues. I exploded like a firecracker, crying out as pleasure enveloped every fiber of my convulsing body. My arms turned to jelly and I dropped face first into the water, losing contact with those magnificent tongues.
I scooted into the cool water and let it douse the flame burning inside me. One look at their hard cocks and I knew there was more to come. I think I surprised them when I announced that I was ready for more.
Karl pulled me to my feet and bent me over. His cock was inside me with a quick thrust, filling my slippery cunt.
"Mmmm," I said, grinning, "is this going to be a double too?"
Marx laughed and gave me a wide smile.
"Okay, but on one condition," I said, "you have to spare my ass... I promised to save it for my husband." It was a little white lie, but after giving Adrian a taste at my ass this morning, I really did want to save my next ass fuck for him.
"Mmmm," Karl said, thrusting his cock in and out. "It's a little late for negotiations."
He was right. I should have thought of this before I had his cock inside me. "I'll make it up to you... just name it... anything." Did I sound desperate? Would they demand too much?
Karl took me in his arms and lifted me off my feet, still impaled on his rock hard cock.
Marx grabbed my flailing ankles and lifted my legs high enough to drape over his shoulders, all without knocking me off his cousin's cock. He bent down and tugged on my hard nipples with his lips, then rose and kissed me on the lips. "I can't wait to see what you have in mind."
Relief washed over my face. Marx grabbed my ass cheeks and lifted me off his cock. Karl immediately entered me, thrusting his cock all the way in. They fucked me, hard, alternating cocks on each stroke.
I suspected what was coming, but wasn't sure how they were going to manage it.
When Karl stopped with just the head of his cock inside me, I knew it was time. I used my fingers to squeeze the head of Marx's cock down against his cousin's, until I was sure they were both positioned at my entrance. I gasped as both cocks filled my tight cunt. They pounded me, and kept pounding until they wrenched another mind-blowing orgasm out of me, and then they pounded my limp body even more.
I felt Marx was about to blow, and in a moment of inspiration, I pushed Karl out of me and hopped off Marx's cock. On my knees, I jacked them furiously, one in each hand, aiming their cocks directly at my face. Marx was the first to splatter me with hot sticky cum. I devoured Karl's cock and sucked him until he filled my mouth with his goo. I let it dribble out onto my tits while I drained him dry. Damn, I can be nasty.
Karl and Marx walked, or more accurately, half-carried me back to where I left my things on the rocks. Sated and exhausted, I lay down on my towel and stretched out.
Karl squirted some sun screen onto my belly. Marx joined him in massaging the lotion into my skin. I closed my eyes and felt the warmth of their hands touching every nook and cranny of my body.
The clang of a distant church bell woke me. How long was I out? Where were Karl and Marx? I grabbed my things and hustled back to the beach.
As I approached our beach chairs, I was surprised to see Adrian's empty. Was he out looking for me?
In front of my chair, I saw the word "Bar" scratched in the sand and an arrow pointing the way. Clever!
There was no sign of Adrian in the crowded bar. I described him to the bartender, but he could have matched half a dozen people in the bar. I took a chance and described Sean's big red beard. The bartender pointed to a stairway at the back.
I walked upstairs into a secluded night club that appeared to be closed. Looking around, I spotted Adrian, Martha and Sean tucked away in a corner lounge. From a distance I could see that Martha was topless, and wondered if I too should go native. As I got closer, temptation got the best of me and I deftly slipped out of my bikini top. A ray of sunlight illuminated Seans's kinky red beard, making my loins quiver. Did I share my husband's fetish for redheads.
"She lives," Adrian said, as I approached.
I winked, and gave him a dreamy smile followed by a peck on the cheek. Martha was sitting next to him, so I scooted in next to Sean. "What are we drinking?"
"Ouzo," Sean said, pouring me a shot.
"Looks like I've got some catching up to do," I said, downing the fiery clear liquid. I sucked in my breath and held out the empty shot glass for a refill.
Sean topped me off and said, "Bottoms up."
I slammed the empty glass down on the coffee table and wiped my lips. "Wow!"
"Dangerous stuff," Sean said, pouring another shot. "Better go easy."
I smiled, and pointed to the iPad Martha was holding. "Pictures from today?"
Martha grinned. "Yep, we had a productive day on the boat, isn't that right Adrian?"
I watched Adrian try to suppress a smile, and could only imagine what he had been up to with these two. I sipped the Ouzo and picked an olive off the plate in the center of the table. "Anything interesting?"
"Indeed," Sean said, "I got a good one of you."
I looked at him skeptically until he handed me the iPad. It was me, on top of the cliff between Karl and Mark. We were all naked as jay birds, and I looked scared to death. I chuckled. "Yah, they expected me to jump off that cliff... no way!"
Sean laughed. "Adrian jumped a few minutes before you."
I flipped back until I found the picture of Adrian jumping off the cliff.
Sean winked at me. "We couldn't believe you sent him off in that condition."
I smiled and looked up at Adrian. His boner was prominent in the picture. I flicked him on the shoulder. "Hey, that was your idea, remember?"
"I do," Adrian said, "and given how long you've been gone I'm guessing things worked out the way just the way you planned."
I blushed. "The one on the left is Karl, and Marx is his cousin."
"Nice," Martha said, "I thought they might be twins... you know, double your pleasure, double your fun."
"No, not twins," I said, "but they have the whole double thing down cold."
Adrian looked at me. "You did a DP?"
I smacked him on the thigh. "No sweetie, I'm saving that for you." I let that sink in until a big grin spread across his face. I knew he was dying to know what I meant by a double.
Martha piped up, ending an awkward silence. "That explains a lot."
I looked at her quizzically.
"After we picked Adrian out of the water... well, flip ahead, you'll see what I'm talking about."
I flipped, and then took a long look, not sure exactly what to say. I had my fun, so it was only natural to expect Adrian to have his. Martha appeared to be on all fours in the bottom of the boat, looking up into the camera lens. The head of Sean's cock filled her mouth, and behind her was my husband, standing, obviously fucking her. At first I thought it was just the camera angle, but then I realized that Martha had only taken in as much of Sean's cock as she could handle. It was a monster. I stammered, "Is it... that big?"
Martha laughed heartily. "Adrian said that would get your attention."
I smiled and took another sip of Ouzo. "Are there more?"
All three nodded in unison.
The next picture was similar, only Martha had turned around and now the back of her head hid Adrian's crotch. There wasn't much doubt where his cock was. Sean's cock had disappeared into the slit of her furry red muff. I had no doubt that I would be riding Sean's monster cock... and soon.
"Keep going," Martha said, excited by my reaction.
They had switched positions again and Adrian appeared to be taking a picture of him fucking Martha while she sucked Sean. His cock pointed at her hairy red crack. I looked up and saw a big shit-eating grin on Martha's face. "Knowing Adrian, I think I know what is coming next."
Martha leaned forward and swiped to the next picture.
Adrian had zoomed in the camera and Martha had reached back and spread her ass cheeks. Her tight little pucker, surrounded by a ring of kinky red hair, filled the screen, along with his cock buried deep in her glistening pink cunt. I looked over to Adrian and wagged my finger. "I thought you were saving that for me!"
"Don't worry," Martha said, "somehow he resisted the temptation. Besides, that little display put him over the edge." She swiped to the next picture.
"Wow!" It was a selfie of all three of them, and Martha's cum-covered face left nothing to the imagination. "Now, I'm the one that's jealous."
After a pregnant pause, Adrian furrowed his eyebrows.
I grinned at their confusion. "If I was taking pictures, I could have shown you the exact same shot of me with my Greek Gods."
"Sweet," Adrian said, closing his eyes, "I can already picture that in my mind."
Sean held up his camera. "I could fix that right now."
I licked my lower lip. Martha and I were already topless, and the guys only had on swimsuits. "Here?"
"We have the place to ourselves," Martha said, reaching out to pull me over so that she was between Adrian and I. "Sean baby, Get that camera ready." She raised her arms and locked her fingers behind her head, grinning from ear to ear.
Adrian immediately took the bait and buried his face in her hairy red armpit.
I heard the camera click and whirr as Sean snapped several quick shots. I edged my face down towards Martha's armpit, tempted to learn what Adrian found so erotic about hairy armpits. I was close enough to smell the aroma of seawater mixed with sweat and who knows what other pheromones she was excreting. I pinched her hard nipple, and felt my inhibitions dissolve. Click. Click.
Adrian reached over and pulled my head into her armpit, eager to share his fetish with me.
I inhaled deeply as her kinky hair tickled my lip. Her scent was intoxicating, and I recklessly opened my mouth for a taste. Click. Click.
I felt Adrian's hand on my breast, tweaking my hard nipples. I tore my face away from her armpit and found my husband's lips and kissed him deeply, aroused by my audacity. Click. Click.
Together we struggled with Martha's bikini bottoms, slipping them out from under her ass so she could kick them free. I stared down, together with Adrian, and gazed at her tufted mound with a lust I'd never felt before.
Martha spread her legs, inviting us in. Click. Click.
Adrian hesitated for a split-second, giving me an opening. I'd never gone down on a woman before, and I wasn't about to miss this opportunity. I pushed him off and dove in. The scent of her wet pussy overwhelmed my senses. Coming in from the top, I could barely reach her open slit with the tip of my tongue. But, that was enough to know that I wanted my face plastered up against her open gash.
Adrian moved to the side and pulled Martha down on her back. He then grabbed her ankles and opened her up until I had what I wanted, my tongue so deep in her cunt that I couldn't take a breath. I lapped furiously, gulping down her sweet nectar. Click. Click.
When I came up for air, Adrian dove in to take my place. I marveled at his tongue, slithering deep into her pink gash. Together, we tag teamed her until she was on the brink of orgasm. Click. Click.
Each click of the camera reminded me of Sean's large cock... waiting for me. I flicked Martha's clit relentlessly, getting her as close as I dared. Click. Click.
I jumped up and let Adrian go in for the finish. Martha squealed with delight and managed to scoot forward and get his cock in her mouth. Good, two hard cocks would come in handy. Click. Click.
Sean continued to snap pictures as I wrestled off his swimsuit and devoured him, filling my mouth and throat with his soft cock. I sucked him gently, listening for Martha to finish.
Her high pitched cry was muffled by Adrian's cock, but that was my cue. I took Sean deep and sucked hard until he was too big to keep down my throat. I wrapped my lips around his cock head and stroked him until he was rock hard.
Adrian figured out what I was up to and lifted me up onto Sean's lap. Two quick tugs on my bikini strings sent my bottoms flying. I gasped as Sean filled me, stretching my cunt to the max.
Martha deftly snatched the camera from her husband and focused it on my ass. Click. Click.
Sean spread my cheeks, opening me up for Adrian. I felt the dry head of his cock press against my tightly closed asshole. The pain was intense and I looked back to wave him off.
Adrian dribbled a big wad of spit into my crack, easing my anxiety. I closed my eyes and pushed back... hard. Click. Click.
I took a deep breath. He was in... all the way. Click. Click.
I grabbed Sean's shoulders and took over pumping my hips, ramming their cocks in and out of me, as hard as I could. I felt the rush of an orgasm approaching with the subtlety of a freight train.
Martha mumbled something about a facial.
No way! I wasn't about to stop this runaway train for a lousy picture. I roared in protest and continued to pound them. They panted, loudly, urging me on. Click. Click.
The pounding exhausted me and I hung on the brink of an insane orgasm. "Adrian," I shouted, "help me..." Click. Click.
He latched on to my hips and used his arms as pistons, taking the load off my body. Sean caught on and placed his hands over Adrian's. The image of a pile-driver flickered in my head as they drove me up and down on those two gorgeous cocks. They were in control and I was along for the ride of my life. Click. Click.
Sean cried out, a deep guttural wail, ready to blow his load. I felt his massive eruption deep inside me. I was so close; would I get there in time. Sean's hands dropped away and it was all on Adrian now. Click. Click.
So close. So close. I could feel it, just beyond my reach. Adrian screamed even louder as he unloaded in my ass. Fuck!
Martha jumped in and reached underneath for my clit. Wow! Two quick flicks was all it took. I howled with pleasure and collapsed on Sean's limp body.
My chest heaved with each gasping breath. My cum filled body still gripped two semi-erect cocks inside me.
"Ready for the money shot?" Martha asked.
I laughed. "What's that?"
"Cream pies," Martha answered. "It's going to be better than a facial."
"What do you want me to do?"
"I'll set the camera on burst mode," she said, "while you slide off of their cocks... slowly!"
Click. Click. Click...
I felt two cocks slip out of me with a gooey slurping sound.
Martha pumped her fist. "Perfect!"
I rolled over on Sean's gooey cock and looked up at Adrian. He stared down at my crotch with a wild grin. I spread my legs, giving him nasty view. When he finally tore his eyes away from my oozing body and gazed into my eyes, I mouthed the words, "Happy Anniversary."
Thanks, I guess. "So, what exactly are the local customs?"
She pointed to the rock formation where the sand beach ended. "Anything goes on those rocks; here on the sand it is just topless."
"Have you been to the rocks?"
"Not exactly," Martha said. "Sean fancies himself a photographer, and likes to get some nudie snaps, just from the rental boats mind you." She gave his ruddy cheek a pinch and then raised her arm to scratch the back of her neck.
Adrian tore he eyes off Martha's tits to get a look at the tuft of red hair under her arms. I thought his eyes were going to bug out. He restrained himself and joined the conversation. "Get some good ones?"
"Oh yeah," Sean said with a wide grin. He pulled a Nikon camera out of his bag and attached a very long lens. "I can read the ladies tattoos from a hundred meters out."
"So," I said, "you have to be nude to go out on the rocks?"
Martha chuckled and gave me a pat on the arm. "Honey, on this island, nobody tells you what you have to do... and better yet, nobody tells you what you can't do." She winked to make her point.
Sean cut Martha off. "We're off to our boat rental now. It was sure nice of you folks to let us share your space. Perhaps we'll see you a little later."
We waved as Sean trotted off with Martha in tow. Martha turned back and yelled, "Don't forget the sunscreen."
"What was that about?" Adrian asked.
I laughed. "I think she just told me not to burn my tits."
"Good advice," he said.
"Same goes for you... in case we head for the rocks."
"I'm glad you brought that up first."
"What about Martha, are you giving up already."
"Never, but she's not here right now. Besides, I think it's time for you to do a little window shopping."
I nodded enthusiastically. Watching men in bathing suits just wasn't getting the job done.
We grabbed a few things and headed for the rocks. Well worn trails snaked between the large flat rocks. Mostly nude couples sprawled out on towels and sunned themselves.
Adrian turned back to me. "See anything interesting?"
Oh yeah! I had a wide variety of cocks to choose from, but all appeared to be spoken for. At a fork in the trail I spotted two men off to the left. From the back, all I could see was their dark curly hair and deeply tanned bodies. "This way," I said, nudging Adrian in the direction I wanted to go.
As we passed in front of them I stole a quick glance at their cocks before turning away. They were both uncircumcised, something I'd never experienced before. Their nearly hairless bodies were uniformly tanned a deep bronze, including their cocks. I hope they're not gay. I tapped Adrian on the shoulder and pointed to an empty spot to his right. "That looks like a good place."
He threw out the towel for me to sit down and whispered in my ear, "Find something you like?"
I kissed him, forcing my tongue into his mouth. I hope it answered his question. He surprised me by slipping his board shorts down and stepping out of them. Did he expect me to do that?
He reached for the sunscreen. Relieved, I applied it liberally, first to his front and then to his ass, doing my best not to give him a hard-on. When I was done, I pulled him down next to me.
He smiled. "Want a suggestion?"
I nodded. I was out of my depth. I wanted those two Greek Gods in the worst way, but had no idea how to go about it. Adrian seemed to understand my predicament.
"Take off your top and we'll put on a little show for them."
I sucked in a deep breath and did as he requested. I could see my Greek Gods watching as I exposed my breasts for the first time in public.
He rolled up a towel and placed it under my head so I could see the objects of my desire. I rolled my head to the side as though looking off into the distance, using my large framed sunglasses to disguise the true focus of my attention.
He painted a line of suntan lotion across my creamy white tits, and then gently massaged it in. Within moments, my nipples were rock hard. I thought I saw one of their cocks twitch; definitely a good sign.
"Undo the ties on you bottoms," he whispered.
I complied, but kept my legs tightly closed as he tugged my suit away from my body. This time he painted a line across my abdomen, just below my tan line. He took his time, massaging the lotion closer and closer to my thick hairline.
"Any reaction?" he whispered.
Despite their sunglasses, I knew exactly where they were looking, what they wanted to see. I parted my legs a few inches, eliciting a more noticeable twitch. I nodded to Adrian.
He painted my hips first, then my thighs, all the time massaging the lotion into my white skin. When his fingers reached the top of my inner thigh, he massaged my soft flesh, just inches from my pussy. If he intended to get me off, he was on the right track.
I kept my eyes on both cocks as I raised my left knee and opened up my leg, just enough to give them a glimpse of my slit, but not enough to open up my lips.
Adrian worked his finger along the edge of my crotch line, edging ever closer to my slit.
Both their cocks swelled in size. I was beside myself with lust, and whispered to Adrian, "Go for it." I felt his finger trace the outer lip of my pussy, starting at the bottom. Halfway up, I stretched my leg wide open, exposing my glistening pink slit.
Adrian discreetly touched my clit and gave it a quick flick.
It nearly got me off. I bit down on my lower lip in an attempt to keep quiet. I sucked in one last deep breath and waited for Adrian's next move.
He hit me with two quick flicks of his fingertip.
My body clenched, curling my fingers and toes. Adrian pulled his finger off my clit and gently massaged my mound as he watched my orgasm subside.
When my body finally relaxed, he flipped me over and spread lotion over the cheeks of my ass. I spread my legs and wondered how my Greek Gods would react to the sight of my tight little ass.
Adrian whispered, "Those guys aren't quite hard yet, shall we try to fix that?"
I looked up at him. "Yes... how?"
"Leave that to me."
He deftly flicked my clit with his finger and pressed his thumb against my tight little asshole.
"You bad... bad boy."
With a fingertip flicking my clit and his thumb deep in my ass, I didn't last long. And this time I didn't stay quiet.
Adrian kept his thumb inside me until I relaxed and quit gasping for breath. He wrapped his arm around me and whispered, "I think I've done all I can to get them interested, the rest is up to you."
I rolled over and took one look at Adrian's boner. "Want me to deal with that?"
He smiled, stood up and said, "Naw, it will mess up your fun. I'll make a dash for the cliff and jump off the rocks. With a little luck I'll find Sean's boat. Meet you back at the beach."
"Have fun," I called out after him, waving as he sprinted past my two Greek Gods. I sat up and spread my legs, leaving nothing to chance. I lifted my glasses and made eye contact. Come fuck me!
They were cousins, Karl and Marx, and yes, their mothers were committed communists. Their English was excellent, the result of a college education in the United States. Aside from that, they'd lived their entire life on Ios and each managed different restaurants in their family's resort complex.
They led me to the edge of the cliff where Adrian had just jumped. It was a long way down, much longer than I was willing to jump. After some gentle teasing, they realized that it wasn't going to happen.
After a long walk across the rocks, we reached a nearly deserted sandy beach. We waded in and swam around a point to a barely noticeable crevice in the rocks. Marx dove under and disappeared. Karl explained that there was a cave reachable by a short underwater swim. Marx returned with a thumbs up and we followed him back under water. We came up in a small lagoon with a tiny white sand beach. It wasn't exactly a cave, since sunlight filtered down through the cracks in the rocks and shimmered over their golden bodies. They waited for me to make the first move.
I steeled my nerves and dropped to my knees on the soft sand. Marx came forward first, aiming his soft cock toward my open mouth. It was my first experienced with an uncircumcised cock, and I wasn't sure what to do with the pointy flap of skin. I flicked it with the tip of my tongue and then nibbled it with my lips. They both laughed and showed me how to push the skin back and expose the head.
They were easy going, and let me explore at my own pace. It didn't take me long to get them hard. I looked up, trying to decide which one to fuck first.
"Have you done a double before?" Marx asked.
I nodded sheepishly. "Once." I didn't mention that I was drunk, and didn't really remember what I had done.
"Don't worry," Karl said, "we have... many times."
I forced a smile, unsure of what I was getting into. They moved in close to my mouth, so close that their cocks were actually touching each other. I was shocked, but it didn't take a rocket scientist to understand what they wanted. My understanding of a double was one in the cunt and one in the ass. Obviously, they had much more in mind.
I opened wide and for the first time ever had two cocks in my mouth. It wasn't easy, and there was no way I was getting them both down my throat, but judging from the looks I was getting, I was doing a decent job. When they both went in, I slathered the underside of their cocks with my tongue, and when they pulled out, I licked their exposed cock heads.
Just as I was getting the hang of dealing with two cocks, Karl held back while Marx plunged in deep, nearly gagging me. I marveled at their ingenuity, and alternately deep throated each of them until they finally both pulled out.
"Wow," Karl said, "you catch on quick."
"What's next?" I asked, a little too eagerly.
"We go down on you," Marx said. He pulled me to my feet and knelt in front of me. Karl did the same thing behind me.
"I know you guys held back... I'm not sure I can do that."
They answered with their tongues and hands. I'm not sure which one was tweaking my hard nipples, but both were taking turns licking me from front to back. I assumed that one would take my cunt and the other my ass, but that is not how these two rolled. When they meant double, they meant both doing the same thing at the same time. I felt a momentary sense of panic when I tried to imagine what that might mean later. Fortunately, their steady tongues calmed my nerves and brought me right up to the edge of a dreamy orgasm. So close.
My body protested when they broke away and got to their feet. They gazed into my wanton eyes and kissed me, first one then the other. I could taste my musky juices on their lips. I tried to push them back down, to finish me off, but they resisted and before I knew it both their tongues were in my mouth. Once over the initial disappointment, and confusion about exactly how they managed it, the sensation was overwhelming. I could suck on those two tongues forever.
They broke off their exquisite kiss and Karl sat in the soft sand. He drew me to him until his face was snuggled between my ass cheeks.
Marx gripped my shoulders and gently bent me over until I was in a full jackknife position.
Karl licked my crack from top to bottom, from hole to hole. Marx leaned in and licked me, just like his cousin did.
I guessed what was coming next and took a deep breath. They probed my tight asshole with their tongues, first Karl, then Marx, until I wondered if both tongues might be inside me. That nasty thought reignited the orgasm budding deep in my loins.
Once again, much to my dismay, they abruptly stopped and had me get into a handstand. I was so horny that I did so without hesitation. I opened my legs and felt two tongues probing my cunt. My breathing quickened and I wiggled my hips trying to devour their tongues. They moved in tandem, licking their way up my slit, towards my clit. They struck gold, pinching my hard little button between their tongues. I exploded like a firecracker, crying out as pleasure enveloped every fiber of my convulsing body. My arms turned to jelly and I dropped face first into the water, losing contact with those magnificent tongues.
I scooted into the cool water and let it douse the flame burning inside me. One look at their hard cocks and I knew there was more to come. I think I surprised them when I announced that I was ready for more.
Karl pulled me to my feet and bent me over. His cock was inside me with a quick thrust, filling my slippery cunt.
"Mmmm," I said, grinning, "is this going to be a double too?"
Marx laughed and gave me a wide smile.
"Okay, but on one condition," I said, "you have to spare my ass... I promised to save it for my husband." It was a little white lie, but after giving Adrian a taste at my ass this morning, I really did want to save my next ass fuck for him.
"Mmmm," Karl said, thrusting his cock in and out. "It's a little late for negotiations."
He was right. I should have thought of this before I had his cock inside me. "I'll make it up to you... just name it... anything." Did I sound desperate? Would they demand too much?
Karl took me in his arms and lifted me off my feet, still impaled on his rock hard cock.
Marx grabbed my flailing ankles and lifted my legs high enough to drape over his shoulders, all without knocking me off his cousin's cock. He bent down and tugged on my hard nipples with his lips, then rose and kissed me on the lips. "I can't wait to see what you have in mind."
Relief washed over my face. Marx grabbed my ass cheeks and lifted me off his cock. Karl immediately entered me, thrusting his cock all the way in. They fucked me, hard, alternating cocks on each stroke.
I suspected what was coming, but wasn't sure how they were going to manage it.
When Karl stopped with just the head of his cock inside me, I knew it was time. I used my fingers to squeeze the head of Marx's cock down against his cousin's, until I was sure they were both positioned at my entrance. I gasped as both cocks filled my tight cunt. They pounded me, and kept pounding until they wrenched another mind-blowing orgasm out of me, and then they pounded my limp body even more.
I felt Marx was about to blow, and in a moment of inspiration, I pushed Karl out of me and hopped off Marx's cock. On my knees, I jacked them furiously, one in each hand, aiming their cocks directly at my face. Marx was the first to splatter me with hot sticky cum. I devoured Karl's cock and sucked him until he filled my mouth with his goo. I let it dribble out onto my tits while I drained him dry. Damn, I can be nasty.
Karl and Marx walked, or more accurately, half-carried me back to where I left my things on the rocks. Sated and exhausted, I lay down on my towel and stretched out.
Karl squirted some sun screen onto my belly. Marx joined him in massaging the lotion into my skin. I closed my eyes and felt the warmth of their hands touching every nook and cranny of my body.
The clang of a distant church bell woke me. How long was I out? Where were Karl and Marx? I grabbed my things and hustled back to the beach.
As I approached our beach chairs, I was surprised to see Adrian's empty. Was he out looking for me?
In front of my chair, I saw the word "Bar" scratched in the sand and an arrow pointing the way. Clever!
There was no sign of Adrian in the crowded bar. I described him to the bartender, but he could have matched half a dozen people in the bar. I took a chance and described Sean's big red beard. The bartender pointed to a stairway at the back.
I walked upstairs into a secluded night club that appeared to be closed. Looking around, I spotted Adrian, Martha and Sean tucked away in a corner lounge. From a distance I could see that Martha was topless, and wondered if I too should go native. As I got closer, temptation got the best of me and I deftly slipped out of my bikini top. A ray of sunlight illuminated Seans's kinky red beard, making my loins quiver. Did I share my husband's fetish for redheads.
"She lives," Adrian said, as I approached.
I winked, and gave him a dreamy smile followed by a peck on the cheek. Martha was sitting next to him, so I scooted in next to Sean. "What are we drinking?"
"Ouzo," Sean said, pouring me a shot.
"Looks like I've got some catching up to do," I said, downing the fiery clear liquid. I sucked in my breath and held out the empty shot glass for a refill.
Sean topped me off and said, "Bottoms up."
I slammed the empty glass down on the coffee table and wiped my lips. "Wow!"
"Dangerous stuff," Sean said, pouring another shot. "Better go easy."
I smiled, and pointed to the iPad Martha was holding. "Pictures from today?"
Martha grinned. "Yep, we had a productive day on the boat, isn't that right Adrian?"
I watched Adrian try to suppress a smile, and could only imagine what he had been up to with these two. I sipped the Ouzo and picked an olive off the plate in the center of the table. "Anything interesting?"
"Indeed," Sean said, "I got a good one of you."
I looked at him skeptically until he handed me the iPad. It was me, on top of the cliff between Karl and Mark. We were all naked as jay birds, and I looked scared to death. I chuckled. "Yah, they expected me to jump off that cliff... no way!"
Sean laughed. "Adrian jumped a few minutes before you."
I flipped back until I found the picture of Adrian jumping off the cliff.
Sean winked at me. "We couldn't believe you sent him off in that condition."
I smiled and looked up at Adrian. His boner was prominent in the picture. I flicked him on the shoulder. "Hey, that was your idea, remember?"
"I do," Adrian said, "and given how long you've been gone I'm guessing things worked out the way just the way you planned."
I blushed. "The one on the left is Karl, and Marx is his cousin."
"Nice," Martha said, "I thought they might be twins... you know, double your pleasure, double your fun."
"No, not twins," I said, "but they have the whole double thing down cold."
Adrian looked at me. "You did a DP?"
I smacked him on the thigh. "No sweetie, I'm saving that for you." I let that sink in until a big grin spread across his face. I knew he was dying to know what I meant by a double.
Martha piped up, ending an awkward silence. "That explains a lot."
I looked at her quizzically.
"After we picked Adrian out of the water... well, flip ahead, you'll see what I'm talking about."
I flipped, and then took a long look, not sure exactly what to say. I had my fun, so it was only natural to expect Adrian to have his. Martha appeared to be on all fours in the bottom of the boat, looking up into the camera lens. The head of Sean's cock filled her mouth, and behind her was my husband, standing, obviously fucking her. At first I thought it was just the camera angle, but then I realized that Martha had only taken in as much of Sean's cock as she could handle. It was a monster. I stammered, "Is it... that big?"
Martha laughed heartily. "Adrian said that would get your attention."
I smiled and took another sip of Ouzo. "Are there more?"
All three nodded in unison.
The next picture was similar, only Martha had turned around and now the back of her head hid Adrian's crotch. There wasn't much doubt where his cock was. Sean's cock had disappeared into the slit of her furry red muff. I had no doubt that I would be riding Sean's monster cock... and soon.
"Keep going," Martha said, excited by my reaction.
They had switched positions again and Adrian appeared to be taking a picture of him fucking Martha while she sucked Sean. His cock pointed at her hairy red crack. I looked up and saw a big shit-eating grin on Martha's face. "Knowing Adrian, I think I know what is coming next."
Martha leaned forward and swiped to the next picture.
Adrian had zoomed in the camera and Martha had reached back and spread her ass cheeks. Her tight little pucker, surrounded by a ring of kinky red hair, filled the screen, along with his cock buried deep in her glistening pink cunt. I looked over to Adrian and wagged my finger. "I thought you were saving that for me!"
"Don't worry," Martha said, "somehow he resisted the temptation. Besides, that little display put him over the edge." She swiped to the next picture.
"Wow!" It was a selfie of all three of them, and Martha's cum-covered face left nothing to the imagination. "Now, I'm the one that's jealous."
After a pregnant pause, Adrian furrowed his eyebrows.
I grinned at their confusion. "If I was taking pictures, I could have shown you the exact same shot of me with my Greek Gods."
"Sweet," Adrian said, closing his eyes, "I can already picture that in my mind."
Sean held up his camera. "I could fix that right now."
I licked my lower lip. Martha and I were already topless, and the guys only had on swimsuits. "Here?"
"We have the place to ourselves," Martha said, reaching out to pull me over so that she was between Adrian and I. "Sean baby, Get that camera ready." She raised her arms and locked her fingers behind her head, grinning from ear to ear.
Adrian immediately took the bait and buried his face in her hairy red armpit.
I heard the camera click and whirr as Sean snapped several quick shots. I edged my face down towards Martha's armpit, tempted to learn what Adrian found so erotic about hairy armpits. I was close enough to smell the aroma of seawater mixed with sweat and who knows what other pheromones she was excreting. I pinched her hard nipple, and felt my inhibitions dissolve. Click. Click.
Adrian reached over and pulled my head into her armpit, eager to share his fetish with me.
I inhaled deeply as her kinky hair tickled my lip. Her scent was intoxicating, and I recklessly opened my mouth for a taste. Click. Click.
I felt Adrian's hand on my breast, tweaking my hard nipples. I tore my face away from her armpit and found my husband's lips and kissed him deeply, aroused by my audacity. Click. Click.
Together we struggled with Martha's bikini bottoms, slipping them out from under her ass so she could kick them free. I stared down, together with Adrian, and gazed at her tufted mound with a lust I'd never felt before.
Martha spread her legs, inviting us in. Click. Click.
Adrian hesitated for a split-second, giving me an opening. I'd never gone down on a woman before, and I wasn't about to miss this opportunity. I pushed him off and dove in. The scent of her wet pussy overwhelmed my senses. Coming in from the top, I could barely reach her open slit with the tip of my tongue. But, that was enough to know that I wanted my face plastered up against her open gash.
Adrian moved to the side and pulled Martha down on her back. He then grabbed her ankles and opened her up until I had what I wanted, my tongue so deep in her cunt that I couldn't take a breath. I lapped furiously, gulping down her sweet nectar. Click. Click.
When I came up for air, Adrian dove in to take my place. I marveled at his tongue, slithering deep into her pink gash. Together, we tag teamed her until she was on the brink of orgasm. Click. Click.
Each click of the camera reminded me of Sean's large cock... waiting for me. I flicked Martha's clit relentlessly, getting her as close as I dared. Click. Click.
I jumped up and let Adrian go in for the finish. Martha squealed with delight and managed to scoot forward and get his cock in her mouth. Good, two hard cocks would come in handy. Click. Click.
Sean continued to snap pictures as I wrestled off his swimsuit and devoured him, filling my mouth and throat with his soft cock. I sucked him gently, listening for Martha to finish.
Her high pitched cry was muffled by Adrian's cock, but that was my cue. I took Sean deep and sucked hard until he was too big to keep down my throat. I wrapped my lips around his cock head and stroked him until he was rock hard.
Adrian figured out what I was up to and lifted me up onto Sean's lap. Two quick tugs on my bikini strings sent my bottoms flying. I gasped as Sean filled me, stretching my cunt to the max.
Martha deftly snatched the camera from her husband and focused it on my ass. Click. Click.
Sean spread my cheeks, opening me up for Adrian. I felt the dry head of his cock press against my tightly closed asshole. The pain was intense and I looked back to wave him off.
Adrian dribbled a big wad of spit into my crack, easing my anxiety. I closed my eyes and pushed back... hard. Click. Click.
I took a deep breath. He was in... all the way. Click. Click.
I grabbed Sean's shoulders and took over pumping my hips, ramming their cocks in and out of me, as hard as I could. I felt the rush of an orgasm approaching with the subtlety of a freight train.
Martha mumbled something about a facial.
No way! I wasn't about to stop this runaway train for a lousy picture. I roared in protest and continued to pound them. They panted, loudly, urging me on. Click. Click.
The pounding exhausted me and I hung on the brink of an insane orgasm. "Adrian," I shouted, "help me..." Click. Click.
He latched on to my hips and used his arms as pistons, taking the load off my body. Sean caught on and placed his hands over Adrian's. The image of a pile-driver flickered in my head as they drove me up and down on those two gorgeous cocks. They were in control and I was along for the ride of my life. Click. Click.
Sean cried out, a deep guttural wail, ready to blow his load. I felt his massive eruption deep inside me. I was so close; would I get there in time. Sean's hands dropped away and it was all on Adrian now. Click. Click.
So close. So close. I could feel it, just beyond my reach. Adrian screamed even louder as he unloaded in my ass. Fuck!
Martha jumped in and reached underneath for my clit. Wow! Two quick flicks was all it took. I howled with pleasure and collapsed on Sean's limp body.
My chest heaved with each gasping breath. My cum filled body still gripped two semi-erect cocks inside me.
"Ready for the money shot?" Martha asked.
I laughed. "What's that?"
"Cream pies," Martha answered. "It's going to be better than a facial."
"What do you want me to do?"
"I'll set the camera on burst mode," she said, "while you slide off of their cocks... slowly!"
Click. Click. Click...
I felt two cocks slip out of me with a gooey slurping sound.
Martha pumped her fist. "Perfect!"
I rolled over on Sean's gooey cock and looked up at Adrian. He stared down at my crotch with a wild grin. I spread my legs, giving him nasty view. When he finally tore his eyes away from my oozing body and gazed into my eyes, I mouthed the words, "Happy Anniversary."
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