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Greek Tragedy
by Croony (albert2er@yahoo.co.uk)

***

When Jean is on holiday in Greece she finds herself 
attracted to a boy and his mother. (FFm, ped, nc, bi, 
bd)

***

Jean Rawlins was a very glamorous forty-six year old 
woman.

She had a slim but busty figure with a 38DD chest and 
was five feet eight inches tall in her stocking feet. 
Her long black hair and green eyes made sure that nearly 
every man took a second glance at her. 

Jean though wasn't interested in men. She didn't like 
them at all. She preferred boys, usually fourteen to 
sixteen year old boys and girls of any age, even women. 
They were much softer than testosterone filled males she 
thought. Plus she was a bit of a dominatrix and liked 
her own way.

She would never dare try to seduce an underage boy in 
the UK which is why her and a like minded girlfriend 
would visit the Far East and Indonesia where the boys 
are plenty and cheap.

Now though, she was on her own annual two week holiday 
in a boutique hotel on Rhodes, one of the Greek Islands, 
all alone enjoying her palatial suite and the hotels 
amenities.

That is until a new family of four arrived at the hotel 
on the Wednesday and visited the pool on their first 
morning.

The husband was around forty Jean guessed. Good looking 
but he did nothing for her. The wife, mid thirties, she 
reckoned, was about five feet two, slim with shoulder 
length blonde hair.

There was a son who was probably fourteen or fifteen but 
looked younger and took after his mother in size and 
hair colouring. Then there was the daughter, probably 
ten or eleven and just so cute, thought Jean.

Jean had spent the previous few days as she had done for 
the last few years of coming here, sunbathing by the 
pool, a walk on the beach, nice food and a drink at the 
bar between reading stories on her kindle.

The family grabbed some sun beds not too far from hers 
and she could feel the husband checking her out.

Well, she thought, if that's what you want then get a 
load of this.

She stood up and stretched then eased herself into the 
pool to cool down. She always swum breaststroke with her 
sunglasses on to shield her eyes from the glare of the 
sun reflecting off the water. Also she knew that when 
she climbed out of the pool her black two piece costume 
would be practically wet look and with her shades on she 
could see who was checking her out without being too 
obvious.

Of course the husband was looking and she was sure the 
wife was giving her the once over but it was the look on 
the son's face that gave her the most satisfaction. 
Hmmm, she thought, I might be able to have some fun 
there.

The next few days passed with the family saying good 
morning, then the obligatory, nice day again and 
eventually to a little chat about the weather.

It was on the following Saturday night, Jean had just 
eaten at a local restaurant and was having a brandy at 
the pool bar and enjoying the warm night air when the 
family came back. The husband, who must have had a few 
drinks, plucked up the courage to ask if they could join 
her. Of course, replied Jean.

They settled down in their seats, the parents opposite 
and the boy and girl either side. Every time Jean 
crossed and uncrossed her legs her dress rode higher up 
her thigh which had not gone unnoticed by the young boy 
Ben who tried unsuccessfully to hide the lump in his 
shorts. Jean mercilessly teased him before declaring 
that she was tired and said her good nights.

The next night the family came in and joined Jean for a 
night cap once more. This time though the daughter 
wanted to go to bed so Susie her mother took her up. 
Tom, the husband and Ben stayed down to chat to Jean.

'I'm going to have another, would you like one Jean.'

Jean declined so Tom went over to the bar to get his own 
drink. This gave Jean the chance to talk to Ben on her 
own. She found out they were going home on Wednesday and 
that his sister shared a room with his parents but he 
had a single room on the floor below theirs.


'So, do you sneak out to meet girls when your parents 
are asleep Ben?' she asked the young boy.

Ben just blushed and shook his head.


'Shame, you could have come and kept me company.' Jean 
teased 

Ben didn't know what to say. 

'Come to my room at midnight. Room 318, top floor and 
I'll give you a proper drink.' she said.

Before Ben could reply his father came back. 'Well,' 
said Jean, 'I'm off to bed too.' Tom looked disappointed 
and Ben just looked at his feet.

'Good night then,' said Jean. 'Night,' murmured Ben. 
'Night,' said Tom.

Jean was dressed in her long cream silk dressing gown 
with nothing on underneath. She knew her nipples could 
be seen and this made her even hornier and them even 
harder. At midnight there was a soft knock at the door. 
Jean smiled to herself and thought, come in said the 
spider to the fly!

She opened the door and ushered Ben in quickly so not to 
be seen. He was only wearing a t-shirt and a pair of 
shorts and had nothing on his feet.

'Hello darling,' said Jean. Ben smiled. She poured 
herself a brandy and put a little in a glass for Ben 
before sitting on the sofa and beckoning him to sit 
beside her.

'Cheers,' she said. Ben took a sip and promptly had a 
coughing fit. Jean took the glass from him and put both 
on the coffee table before rubbing his back. Her other 
hand rested on his thigh.

'Are you alright dear,' she said rubbing his back and 
stroking his thigh.

Even when he'd stopped coughing she continued to stroke 
his thigh only moving her hand higher and higher towards 
his crotch.


Ben didn't know what to do. He looked at the older woman 
and saw that her dressing gown had come open showing a 
great deal of her breasts.

'Er...maybe I should be going,' he stated

'Nonsense, young man. We're just getting to know each 
other and by the tent in your shorts I don't really 
think you want to go anywhere.'

Ben looked down horrified that his erection was in 
evidence.

Jean moved her hand over the bulge and gave his cock a 
squeeze. 
'Mmmm nice,' was all she said.

'Why don't you stand up?' she told him. Ben did so 
without question and she took hold of his shirt and 
peeled it over his head. Then she unbuttoned his shorts 
and peeled them down his thighs. His five inch penis 
stuck out from his body. That will do nicely, thought 
Jean.

She led him by his cock into her bedroom whereby she 
pushed him on her bed and undid her robe and slipped it 
off. Ben just stared at her large breasts. Not having 
had children there was hardly any sag on her tits.

She took his cock in her mouth and after about thirty 
seconds he completely lost it and came. He'd never 
experienced anything like that before. 

Jean lay beside him on the bed stroking his body and 
playing with his still hard cock. 'Are you a virgin 
Ben?' she asked. Ben nodded. 'Well you won't be after 
tonight,' she said straddling his prone young body.

She sank down on his hard again cock causing Ben to gasp 
and moaned as she rode him slowly and sensually at 
first. Then she bucked on top of him riding him hard 
nearing her orgasm but all of a sudden he shuddered and 
squealed as he came.

'Damn,' cursed Jean as her near orgasm depleted.

'I-I'm sorry,' said Ben.

'You will be,' Jean said taking a silk scarf and tying 
Ben's wrists to the headboard. 

'What... what are you going to do?' pleaded Ben. 

'I'm going to get what I deserve,' she said. 

She reached into her drawer and pulled out a small 
vibrator which she lubed up and switched on. Ben could 
only stare as the fake cock buzzed and vibrated. She 
slipped it between the cheeks of his arse and pushed. 
Ben was about to scream when Jean put her hand over his 
mouth to render it a quiet muffled shout as the cock 
slid deep inside him.

She crept up the bed and straddled Ben's head as he 
writhed and begged her to take it out. This turned her 
on even more as she fucked his face to an almighty 
orgasm.

'Get dressed and get out!' She ordered. Ben slipped on 
his shirt and shorts and limped back to his room knowing 
he could never tell anyone what had happened.

The next morning he was still sore but so incredibly 
turned on that he wanked himself off twice thinking 
about it.

Jean didn't see the family by the pool during the day 
and she was surprised to see the father, mother and 
daughter sitting by the pool bar in the evening when she 
came back from the taverna.

She said hello and she was asked to join them. 'No Ben?' 
Jean inquired.

'No, he's having an early night. For some reason he was 
really tired this morning and he just wanted to go to 
bed after our busy day on the sailing trip.' said his 
mother.

Jean looked at Susie and gasped at how much sun she must 
have had out on the boat . 'Oh my, you must be so sore?' 
Jean exclaimed when she saw her red chest and shoulders. 
' am a little,' replied Susie, 'I think the one of the 
sun creams must have been out of date.'

'Look, why don't you come up with me when we've had our 
drinks. I can put some aloe vera on it to take away the 
soreness? Asked Jean


'That would be great,' said Susie, 'you don't mind do 
you?', she said looking at her husband. 'No, not at 
all,' he replied, 'just don't make a noise when you come 
in.'

Jean and Susie went up to the suite. Susie was really 
impressed. 'Wow,' she said, 'this is lovely.'

Not as lovely as you thought Jean as she looked at Susie 
in her off the shoulder white summer dress. She guessed 
she wasn't wearing a bra either because of the sun burn.

'Let me get some stuff and I'll be right back.' said 
Jean In the bathroom she got the aloe vera and slipped 
off her own panties from under her summer dress.

'Here we are, lets see what good this can do.'

She walked up behind Susie and started to peel her dress 
down her body.
'Wha...what are you doing,?' asked Susie.

'Well we don't want to get your nice white dress dirty 
do we?' and in a second the dress was on the floor and 
Susie was standing there in just a white silk thong.

'Sit here and I'll sit behind you,' said Jean as she 
guided Susie over to the sofa.

She started to apply the cream to Susie's back and 
shoulders giving her a slow sensual massage. She could 
feel Susie relaxing in her hands as they worked their 
magic and once she was sure she heard Susie moan.

Feeling braver Jean slipped her hand down over Susie's 
chest and onto her breasts. This time Susie did moan. 
When Jean began to fondle her breasts and nipples Susie 
tried to protest.

'Sshhh, you know you want this don't you?' said Jean. 
With one hand playing with Susie's nipple her other hand 
pulled her head round and Jean kissed her full on the 
mouth, her tongue sneaking between Susie's lips. 


Jean knew then that she was hers for the taking. Holding 
her hand she led Susie meekly into her bedroom. 

She told Susie to lie on the bed then unzipped and 
discarded her own dress before taking off her bra and 
letting her full breasts fall free.

Kneeling on the bed Jean peeled off Susie's panties. 
'Please Jean, don't I must get back. I ..er.. have to 
go.' pleaded Susie. 

Jean pressed Susie back down on the bed. Not before I 
have my way with you, said Jean.

Jean took out two silk scarves and tied her wrists to 
the bed. 'Nooo, please, let me go,' Susie begged. 

'Oh you can go after I've fucked you senseless, young 
lady,' commented Jean.

Jean, got off the bed and went to one of her drawers 
where she took out a ten inch black strap on. 

'Oh god, no... please Jean, let me go, it's too big.' 
Susie watched amazed as Jean wrapped the harness around 
her waist and buckled it up. Taking a bottle of lube he 
coated the cock and kneeling back on the bed she slipped 
it between Susie's pussy lips.

'It's going to be too big,' pleaded Susie. Jean pressed 
forward and drove home with one push. Susie moaned and 
surrendered to the older woman as she fucked her.

Soon Susie's legs were wrapped round Jean's. Her head 
was buried into Jeans neck as she was frantically 
fucked.

'Oh god yes, fuck me. Fuck me!' Soon Susie was coming on 
the huge cock her orgasm over but Jean continued to fuck 
her. 'I'm finished, please stop,' begged Susie. 

'Not until I've cum,' replied Jean. 'Oh god no! Oh I'm 
cumming again!' panted Susie. Jean finally succumbed and 
she too had her orgasm, a long and pleasurable one.

They lay kissing with the cock still deep inside of 
Susie.

'I really must go now,' Susie said feeling totally 
satisfied.

Two days later Jean was sitting on her large balcony 
before breakfast when she saw the family's bags being 
loaded onto a coach for their journey home.

She was sure that both mother and son gazed up at her 
room before climbing on board.

END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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