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Aegean Holiday
by Rose Eastmann (eastern_rose2@hotmail.com)

***

Middle aged couple get rid of the kids and go on their 
first holiday in ten years. John has won a bet which 
means that his wife has to agree to do everything he 
asks her to do. First in a series of stories hopefully! 
(MF, exh, voy, bd, swing, beast)

***

Some times it takes a little while for things to sink 
in, I'm no dumb blond but then again I'm no rocket 
scientist either, so I usually realize what's going on 
reasonably quickly but when it came to the family 
naturist club it took me quite a few years to realize 
what was going on and by the time I realized it was too 
late!

When Amanda was four and Clare six John's parents 
offered to look after the girls so that John and I 
could have our first 'proper' holiday since our 
honeymoon, twenty years earlier, we had planned to have 
a family holiday every year for more than ten years but 
John's working commitments had always overtaken the 
need for a holiday and so each year for ten years the 
holiday had been cancelled. This time as John's parents 
had made the offer to look after the girls I decided to 
try and incentivise John into making time for the 
holiday by offering to do absolutely everything that 
John asked me too for the duration of the holiday and 
if the holiday was again cancelled I would start 
searching for a new home closer to the sea. 

The bargain was designed to maximize the prospect of us 
going on holiday, I'm usually a very strong character 
and John seldom gets his own way in anything, so me 
offering to be subservient to John was a big change, on 
the other side of the coin, John had lived in the same 
village all of his life, slap bang in the middle of the 
country, the same village he was born in, where his 
parents still lived as did his brother and seven out of 
ten of his closest family, I was on to a winner I was 
certain.

Four months to go to our holiday John was working 
fourteen hour days to get enough of his jobs done to 
allow us to go on holiday, it was very tiring for him 
and he was always knackered he managed to get a few 
hours off on Saturdays to play rugby but he had to go 
back to work after instead of going for the usual after 
match drink with his team mates. With just two weeks to 
go I was ready to cancel the holiday when one of John's 
largest customers had an office fire in Amsterdam, four 
hundred computer work stations and the infrastructure 
had been wiped out in a few hours, John assured me that 
he would get the customer back on their feet with time 
to spare before we went on holiday. 

John left home for two weeks and moved into a hotel in 
Amsterdam to manage the wiring and infrastructure 
installation in an old, empty municipal building, that 
the customer had managed to procure in less than 
twenty-four hours after the fire was put out. John 
arrived home at eleven o'clock on the Friday night and 
we were due to fly out of East Midlands Airport on the 
following day at six in the morning, I asked what John 
had done with himself during his spare time in 
Amsterdam, "Went to the cinema every night!" John said.

I was surprised that Amsterdam would have enough films 
showing in English for John to want to watch, I knew 
that he understood quite a lot of French from his 
school days but doubted that the Dutch would show films 
in French either, John smiled and told me that the 
cinemas he went to it didn't matter what language the 
film was in as there was no story line to follow, I 
realised instantly that he meant he had been going to 
watch blue films. I half expected that John might want 
to spend what we had of the night together, without the 
girls around, jumping on my bones as we had not had sex 
since he started working up to the holiday, I was 
disappointed.

John took me to a small Greek island, the main beach 
that surrounded our hotel left little to the 
imagination, none of the women or girls on the beach 
seemed to have ever worn a bikini top in their lives, I 
felt totally out of place, I was already feeling that I 
was the oldest woman in the whole island, I was thirty 
six years old and didn't even own a bikini, John took 
me to a local boutique to find a new swimsuit, he 
really wanted me to buy a bikini, something really 
sexy, and he would settle for me getting a 
'continental' swimming costume, something cut high over 
the hips and with a low front. 

The boutique was a disappointment to me, they had 
nothing in a one-piece at all, well that wasn't 
strictly true, they did sell a one piece swimming suit, 
I would have called it a thong, John persuaded me, in 
the end, to buy a bikini, I could always convert it 
into a one –piece like the shop was selling when I got 
more use to showing off my body on the sand and he 
reminded me that I had entered into a bargain over the 
holiday!

We spent almost every day at the beach, John took his 
time but after a week he had gotten me to go topless, I 
had expected everyone to suddenly look at me, I was 
after all the oldest woman on the beach and should have 
known better but in fact no one even bothered to look 
in my direction. John did take several pictures of me 
in my bikini and then one of me topless, I told him 
that I didn't think he would have to courage to send 
the film off to the developers.

I spent almost three hours topless but John could see 
that I was a little uncomfortable all the time that I 
was topless because around three thousand people on the 
beach could see my charms. I had been expecting John to 
want sex every day, especially with all the young, and 
very young women around on the beach with just skimpy 
panties covering almost nothing of his body all day and 
especially after getting me to go topless too, but he 
was still so tired from four months of solid working 
that all he seemed to want to do was sleep as soon as 
we got into our apartment.

Early the next morning John disappeared before 
breakfast and came back with a hire car, a picnic and 
written directions to a more secluded beach, that was 
one of John's plans I saw through instantly, more 
secluded beach, less people around, I'd be happy to go 
topless all day, I saw through it but didn't mind at 
all, I was OK with being topless just the thought of so 
many strangers looking at me or potentially looking at 
me, that made me uncomfortable. 

The secluded beach was way the other side of the 
island, the directions said, cross the river bridge and 
turn right at the burnt tree, there wasn't a road, just 
the marks left in the dirt by cars that had driven 
across the field before us. About a half a mile from 
the road the tracks ended in a makeshift car park 
overlooking a rocky cove with a tiny beach at the 
bottom of it.

There was absolutely nothing at the beach; I was hoping 
that there would be a toilet block for me to get 
changed into my bikini, I didn't want to strip straight 
into being topless, I wanted to start out with my new 
two-piece costume and after a while get to being 
topless, John pointed out that the others who were 
already there didn't need a changing room, as my eyes 
finally brought the twenty or so people into focus I 
realized that they were all totally nude, John spread 
out two towels and in a second he was nude too. I 
slipped my knickers off under my skirt and pulled my 
bikini bottoms on, then I stripped the rest of my 
clothes off and I was topless from the start.

I had expected to be sunbathing much as I had during 
the previous week, among others but in privacy, in a 
week on the beach not one person other than John had 
spoken to me, I had noticed that when John went to the 
bar to get drinks he often chatted to other men at the 
bar but never to anyone who was sunbathing close to us, 
this beach was different though, in less than five 
minutes a man walked over to us and started chatting to 
John in broken English, he was Kurt a German from 
Munchen, I tried not to look in his direction as much 
as possible but the size of him was drawing me like a 
magnet, his cock was twice as big as John's and he was 
definitely not relaxed, he stood over us as he chatted 
to John, swaying from side to side so that his huge 
cock swung like a pendulum above my head.

I did a quick head count, eighteen men and four other 
women, on the hotel's beach I was the oldest woman, 
here I was the youngest by a good few years, I was also 
the slimmest and although I didn't usually compare my 
tits with other women I had the biggest and best shaped 
breasts on the beach, they were also the whitest, 
anyone looking at me could tell that I was totally new 
to going topless, never mind being on a nudist beach. 

I realized that even though Kurt was chatting almost 
exclusively to John he was actually looking at me, I 
changed position slightly to allow the sun onto my 
other side, as my legs moved I realized that the skimpy 
nature of my bikini bottoms meant that there was a 
slight flash of hair as I repositioned myself, I only 
realized that something like that had happened because 
Kurt's cock suddenly bounced up to around forty five 
degrees and inflated slightly more in size. Within an 
hour there were four of the eighteen men standing 
around me and John still sitting at my side, someone 
offered John a spare snorkeling set and led him off in 
the direction of the sea leaving me with three strange 
men standing all around me. 

As soon as John was out of sight and under water the 
men sat down round me and started to chat and flirt 
with me, there were lots of comments about my pants 
still being on, most of the men were surprised that I 
hadn't already divested myself of them as soon as we 
arrived. Wine was produced from nowhere and was passed 
around, there were no glasses and I thought it very 
strange to see men drinking out of the bottle, one 
after the other without wiping the bottle first, when 
the bottle came to me I wanted desperately to wipe it 
clean first, I scanned the faces around me, all were 
watching me expectantly to see what I did, I didn't 
have anything to hand to wipe the bottle top so a 
closed my eyes and took a large swallow. 

The bottle was taken from me by the only Greek man 
there, he put the bottle to his lips and instead of 
simply taking a drink he slipped the tip of his tong 
into the neck of the bottle. "Mmm, much sweeter than 
the wine," he said as he tipped the bottle up and took 
his swallow. 

I blushed and looked away, to my right there was one of 
the other women, I noticed that she had three men and 
her partner sitting around her, one of the single men 
was massaging sun oil into her body, she was of course 
totally naked and as the strangers hands massaged oil 
down over her stomach and abdomen she opened her legs, 
from my position I could see between her legs, there 
were tufts of hair on top of her pussy mound but her 
labia were shaved totally clean, revealing her vagina 
to me and the men sitting around me, I blushed more 
though when the man massaging oil into the woman's body 
slipped an oil covered finger down between her legs and 
into her pussy, my eyes flashed to the woman's partners 
face, he was smiling proudly as his wife's back arched 
off of the beach in response to her vagina being 
massaged.

I turned my back to the woman but that put me more 
square on to the three men, they were looking from me 
to the woman behind me, I noticed that the bottle of 
wine was now going from each man to me and then on to 
the next so I was drinking three times as much as the 
men. When John returned he was over the moon with his 
first snorkeling expedition, he kissed me on the cheek 
and massaged my shoulders, "Wow, you're very hot, want 
to come for a dip in the sea to cool down?" 

I was very hot in both meanings of the word, I was 
extremely turned on from the attention of the men who 
had been 'chatting me up' for several hours, turned on 
from what I had seen happening to the woman behind me 
on the beach and even more turned on because I 
remembered that John and I hadn't had sex since we 
decided to take this holiday four months earlier. John 
had just been working far too hard and was far too 
tired from trying to clear a window in his diary so we 
could take just two weeks off. We usually had sex at 
least once a week and it four months was the longest I 
had gone without sex since I met John.

In the sea I took the opportunity to pee, get rid of 
all the wine the men had been plying me with, I had to 
use the sea as there was no toilet facilities on the 
beach, John took me out to sea far enough for the water 
to cover my breasts, the movement of the sea was very 
gentle, almost like a swimming pool, John started to 
kiss me, then he rubbed his cock across my abdomen a 
few times under the water, I looked nervously back 
towards the beach, if John wanted to fuck me in the sea 
I wouldn't stop him, in fact I was almost thinking of 
making the first move. 

John turned me so that the beach was behind me, he 
stood close behind me and started kissing my neck, one 
hand slipped under my arm and round to my breast, 
rolling and pinching my nipple, his other hand slipped 
down over my stomach and slipped down under the 
waistband of my bikini bottoms, one finger slipped into 
my inner place, "I see you're very turned on darling!" 

John's finger was slipping easily into my very well 
lubricated pussy, I felt my bikini bottoms slip down 
over my hips, I went to look back over my shoulder but 
John stopped me. John bent down and picked my bikini 
bottoms off of my feet, he pressed the skimpy material 
into my hand and then went back to finger fucking me. I 
was driven expertly and rapidly through the early 
stages of excitement and on to a powerful orgasm, I was 
breathing so heavily that the extra air in my lungs 
altered my buoyancy and my legs started floating to the 
surface. 

I had expected John to stop his magic finger action as 
my lower body broke the surface of the sea but he 
didn't, I was in no position to stop him myself and 
suddenly the men on the beach came into focus, upside 
down but in focus, they were all standing in a line 
watching John and I closely, I closed my eyes and 
relaxed into a fantastic series of chained climaxes, 
one leading immediately into the next and each one more 
powerful than the last. 

Time meant nothing to me in my 'pleasure dome', John 
could have been finger-fucking me for five minutes or 
an hour, I had little idea, it was actually closer to 
an hour in the end when I finally stopped him, I didn't 
want to stop him but I was starting to get sore from 
all the finger action and salt water, John stopped and 
as my breathing regularized my legs sank back to the 
sea bed. I took hold of John's cock to reciprocate the 
pleasure for him but he stopped me, he started to lead 
me back onto the beach, I suddenly remembered my bikini 
bottoms, they had slipped from my grasp a long time 
ago. I just shrugged my shoulders and walked happily 
onto the beach totally nude.

I scanned the beach, the men seemed to have divided 
themselves equally amongst the few women that were 
there, I had four men waiting for me and John made 
five, each of the other women had four men sitting with 
them and chatting with an occasional touch in the guise 
of rubbing sun-lotion onto their bodies. I lay on my 
towel being as careful as possible not to show too much 
of my inner body to my entourage. After another bottle 
of wine or two was passed around Kurt asked me if I 
would like him to put some sun oil on me, I turned him 
down then John kissed my cheek and kissed up to my ear 
where he whispered, "Why not lie on your front and let 
him oil your back?" John waited a moment then added, 
"For me!" 

I turned onto my stomach without saying anything and 
John gave Kurt the nod to oil my back, Kurt's fingers 
were well trained and ever-so slightly magical, as John 
and the three other men chatted away together Kurt's 
fingers worked oil into my back, I ended up purring 
like a cat within minutes and kept drifting in and out 
of sleep. Kurt didn't touch me in any kind of 
inappropriate way, I was certain that if he had 
actually tried to massage oil down between my legs I 
would not have actually stopped him, after all John had 
asked me to let his new friend oil me, he didn't say 
how far I should let it go.

Around four in the afternoon things suddenly changed, 
people were getting dressed and making a hasty march 
toward the impromptu car park, I was still in a dreamy 
state from my back massage and very disappointed that 
Kurt hadn't asked me to turn over for him. John had a 
hurried conversation with one of the passing men; "He 
said that the police patrol this beach around four 
o'clock every day so we all have to go!" 

I started to dress quickly but not fast enough, John 
and I were the last two on the beach just as the police 
launch slipped around the headland. John and I were 
questioned and asked for passports and such, of course 
we didn't have them with us on the beach so the police 
had to check with our hotel that we were who we said we 
were, it wasn't anything serious but it was a huge 
inconvenience, I could see why everyone had beat a 
hasty retreat. Another reason for the hasty retreat was 
the failing light, by the time we reached the burnt out 
tree it was so dark that it was difficult to follow the 
tire impressions marking out the makeshift road.

I was horny as a bitch on heat, John had spent an age 
masturbating me in the sea and that was a very nice 
relief after so long with out sexual contact between us 
but it didn't totally take the edge off of my 
frustration and I had just been very sensually massaged 
for almost an hour by Kurt, I was definitely looking 
forward to getting John into our apartment and getting 
him to scratch the itch that had been building inside 
of me all day. 

It was a first for me but I made the first move on 
John, he rejected me at first, I couldn't understand 
it, we hadn't had marital relations for four months but 
that was all because John was over-stretching himself 
to give us a fortnight clear for our holiday, 
eventually the bastard offered me a trade off, he'd 
give in to my demands for sex if I let him have a 
little fun first, I would have agreed to walking down 
Main Street back home in the nude at that point if it 
got me fucked.

John put a bath towel on the foot of the bed and told 
me to undress and sit on the towel while he fetched 
what he needed, when he returned he had a disposable 
razor, a tin of shaving foam, a bowl of warm water and 
a hand towel. He positioned me so that my bottom was 
only just on the foot of the bed then he pushed me onto 
my back, he lifter my legs and pushed my knees up 
against my chest. He then asked me to hold my legs in 
place, he gave my lower body a total soaking then he 
covered my pussy mound, vagina and lower in foam. John 
shaved my labia totally clean, then he shaved each side 
of my pussy mound and across the top to form an 
equilateral triangle, he was just about to clean off 
the excess foam when he had another thought and carried 
on the shaving down along the valley between my 
buttocks he even removed the fine downy hairs that 
covered the entrance to the valley.

John slapped my bottom playfully and told me to go and 
have a shower while he popped down to the reception to 
pick up some supplies. When I got out of the shower 
John was sitting on the balcony, he had a large carrier 
bag from what was laughingly called the hotel boutique. 
I stepped out on to the balcony with a bath towel 
wrapped around my body. John took me over to the 
balcony which was a hand rail connected to the floor 
with wrought iron staves, he opened the towel and 
spread it over the hand rail to hide me from people 
looking up, then he pushed me down so that my chest was 
resting on the handrail. 

My arms were laid out along each side of the handrail 
and he took a bobbin of silk dressmaker's chord from 
the carrier bag and tied each of my wrists to the 
handrail, cutting the chord to just longer than needed. 
Then John crouched down behind me and pulled my legs 
apart and tied my ankles to the bottom of the iron 
staves, holding my legs wide apart, because of the 
positioning of my body and legs my bottom was sticking 
out into the balcony. 

John stepped up behind me and started to fuck me very 
forcefully and violently, he drove me to a climax with 
just a few thrusts. I heard the door to the balcony of 
the apartment on the right open and close, I was trying 
desperately to keep quiet as John fucked me, I didn't 
manage very well. I turned my head to the right just in 
time to see the guy in the next apartment look over the 
banister and round the divider that was supposed to 
provide us with privacy on our balcony. Our neighbor 
stood there watching John and I fuck; I closed my eyes 
so that I could get back to enjoying a well deserved 
fucking from my husband.

As John started to spurt his wonderful load up into my 
belly he was distracted by the sound of two stray dogs 
fighting over the bins behind the tapas bar below our 
balcony. "How would you like me to bring one of those 
dogs up to clean you out?" I thought John was joking 
and judging by the laughing from our neighbor standing 
watching us, he thought John was joking too, hearing 
the mans laughter reminded me that he had just watched 
me being fucked, "Untie me now please!" I said.

John was still thinking about the dog and missed my 
request so I repeated it slightly louder the next time. 
I was quickly untied and wrapped the towel back around 
my body. John was standing staring down into the yard 
behind the tapas bar still watching the two dogs 
fighting for ownership of the food scraps from the bars 
bins, he was also talking to the guy next door in an 
absent minded way.

"Hey darling, do you fancy a snack?" I was about to get 
ready for bed, we hadn't been up beyond nine o'clock 
since we arrived in Greece. I walked back out onto the 
balcony, "I've brought you a new dress and undies to 
ware when we go out tonight!" He said, I took the dress 
out of the bag, it was definitely a nighty not an 
evening dress or a cocktail dress and the undies were 
actually just a thong. I pointed out that I thought 
that the dress he had brought me was actually meant for 
wearing in bed not out in public but John told me it 
would be fine, "I don't see a bra!" I said.

"You don't need one!" 

I dressed in my new clothes and put on a pair of two 
inch high, Cuban heeled shoes, John was still chatting 
to the guy next door when I came out and gave John a 
twirl, a little too fast as it turned out as the flimsy 
material of the nighty flew up revealing my new thong 
panties. John took in a deep breath but the guy next 
door gave out a low whistle and said, "I've changed my 
mind, I will take you up on that offer of a drink and 
snacks!"

We met our neighbor in the hall, John introduced me to 
the guy and of course himself too, the guy told us his 
name was Alan, he shook John's hand and kissed me on my 
cheek, then we all walked together down to the tapas 
bar. John ordered drinks, a mass of cold meat, chips 
and dips and a ton of bread, he got a bottle of white 
wine for me and bottles of strong larger for him and 
Alan. After we had finished eating and I had drunk a 
glass of wine John took a piece of meat and wandered 
off around the side of the bar, when he returned the 
alpha male stray dog was following him licking its 
lips. 

John ordered more beer and as we all sat chatting John 
was throwing the dog pieces of the cold meat. The 
waiter came out and chased the dog off; the waiter 
didn't stop until he had reached the edge of the 
illuminated area of beach around the front of the tapas 
bar. John picked up the wine bottle and his beer bottle 
by their necks in his left hand then collected all the 
rest of the cold meat on his right hand, he stood up 
and offered me the crook of his left arm to link my arm 
through, we walked off without saying goodbye to Allan 
which I thought was a little rude but as it turned out 
it wasn't at all rude as Alan was following along just 
behind us. 

I expected John to take me back to the apartment but he 
didn't, he led me out along the beach, out into the 
darkness, I noticed John moving the meet in his hand, 
moving one piece from his closed hand to between his 
thumb and forefinger, just then the dog appeared out of 
the darkness and took the meat from John's fingers. The 
dog followed closely behind John, taking small pieces 
of meat as we walked along.

At the end of the beach, where the sand turned into a 
rocky foreshore John stopped, he had fed the dog all 
the meat from the tapas bar, he stopped me walking then 
stepped in front of me, I looked back, Alan was 
settling down on a wall surrounding an olive grove, it 
wasn't easy to see him but the full moon was giving a 
little light, enough to see that he had opened his 
trousers and was massaging his cock as he waited for 
John to start the show. 

John lifted the back of my 'dress' to above waist 
height with his left hand, then he slipped his right 
hand down the back of my knickers and started rubbing 
his hand all over my bottom, down into the valley 
between my bum cheeks and past, he was kissing me all 
the time, then he pushed my panties down over my hips 
and they fell around my ankles. 

John knelt down in front of me, kissing down over my 
stomach and onto my pussy, he lifted my left foot and 
slipped my panties off of my ankle, he placed my foot 
back on the floor about a foot to the left, then he 
picked up my right foot and did the same, he threw my 
panties in Alan's direction, then he stood back up, he 
kissed me for a few minutes patting my bare bottom, 
there was a sudden cold shudder running through my body 
as the huge ugly dog started to sniff and lick around 
my bottom.

John stopped kissing me and started to push my head 
down, I knew what he wanted from me, he wanted a blow 
job in front of Alan, I started to squat down to get to 
his cock but John stopped me. "Keep your legs strait!" 
He said.

I straightened up again and bent at the waist, I 
started sucking John's cock while the dog was licking 
around my backside, the fat from the meat that John had 
been carrying was what had interested the dog to lick 
me but then the dog found more interesting things to 
lick. John was working my pussy with his right hand 
driving me to suck him harder and attracting the dog's 
tong to lick my vagina. John fired off into my mouth 
and then his cock slipped from my mouth. I was just 
about to stand up straight but John held me down, he 
beckoned to Alan, I looked over, he was using my 
panties to rub his cock but he wasn't tying to climax.

Alan walked over to me with his cock still out, he 
stepped up in front of my mouth and I took his cock in 
and sucked it hungrily. While I was doing the business 
on Alan's cock John was kneeling by my side, opening me 
up to the dog and encouraging it to lick deep into my 
pussy, then he started massaging my clit as the dog 
licked. My knees almost buckled under me as I went weak 
with the muscle spasm of an incredible climax. 

John kept me high until Alan climaxed into my mouth, 
Alan let the pleasure of his climax get the better of 
him and he tried to force his cock down my throat, 
which almost made me black out. John pulled the dog off 
of me and helped me to stand up, then he guided me to a 
rock to sit on, the combined taste of two men's cum in 
my mouth was too much for me and I grabbed the bottle 
of wine and took several large gulps of the alcohol. 
"You okay Alan?" John asked.

"Absolutely fantastic!" Was the reply.

"Well then there is only one of us that needs taking 
care of then now!" John said.

I looked around, there was only John and Alan in sight, 
I thought that someone else had stumbled across our 
little scene, then I realized that the third man was 
the dammed dog. John took my hand and pulled it under 
the dog, he placed my hand on the dog's sheath and 
started to pull it back and forth. The dog grew into my 
hand and I gently started to jerk it off. The Dog's 
cock was massive, I was glad that John was happy for me 
to give the dog a hand job, I didn't relish the thought 
of John making me blow the dog off too.

It was taking an absolute age to get the dog off, John 
reached under him from behind and grasped his knot in 
he palm firmly, the dog fired off in seconds, I was 
glad I wasn't sucking the dog for a second reason when 
I saw how much cum he had in his balls. I took another 
swig from the wine bottle and then John said good night 
to Alan and guided me off to the apartment, as we left 
the beach I could hear Alan telling the dog how good he 
was as he fussed with the dog.

We went straight to bed and to sleep, nothing was said 
on the walk back or before we went to sleep. The 
morning was ripped into view at eight o'clock by the 
sound of a barking dog. Alan had brought the dog back 
to his apartment and it was on his balcony barking, I 
looked out, the dog was standing looking over the 
divider and onto our balcony, it felt like he was 
mocking me.

There was still a week left of the holiday but that's 
all I have time to tell you about for now, there will 
be more, you can help shape the future stories by 
telling me what you'd like to see.

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