Greece

Peta/Sam

Act 2, Chapter 4

He observed her emerge from the crashing waves, the water cascading down her glistening body. Sam, captivated by her beauty, managed to stammer a greeting as he approached. "Hello. What's your name." Sam said. His voice betrayed his nervousness a tad.

"Peta," she replied, her voice filled with warmth. They engaged in conversation, discussing school, university, and sharing laughter about the hotel staff. Peta's youthful figure was accentuated by her red bikini, while Sam confidently displayed himself in his speedos, aware of the allure they held.

They frolicked on the sand, playing with paddle bats under the sun's golden rays. Eventually, they made their way to the bar, where Peta skillfully fibbed about her age to enjoy cocktails together. As the day wore on, they strolled along the beach until the late evening, their connection deepening with every step.

After dinner, Sam noticed that Peta had left her mother by the pool. Curiosity piqued, he discreetly followed her, maintaining a safe distance as she navigated the rocks at the edge of the bay. Peta began to strip off her clothing, revealing her naked form.

In awe, Sam watched as she gracefully dived into the sea, swimming toward a small island. Sam, feeling a surge of desire, discreetly removed everything except his Calvin Kleins and silently slipped into the water, following her to the secluded isle.

Peta emerged from the water, her naked body glistening under the moonlight, her blonde hair transformed into curly waves cascading over her pert breasts. Peta made her way to a lookout point, and sat on a bench.

Sam took a different path, finding a hiding spot behind a rock to observe her. Never before had he witnessed someone so at ease with their nakedness. Peta glanced around, and Sam instinctively ducked beneath the rock, hoping to remain unnoticed. She returned her gaze to the sea, and then her hand playfully found its way to her clit.

Mesmerized, Sam watched as Peta began to caress herself, her movements growing more vigorous. He could see the wetness between her legs, evidence of her arousal. A surge of desire overcame him as he looked down at his own throbbing member, straining against his underwear.

Unable to resist, he freed his erection and began to stroke himself, his eyes locked on Peta's pleasurable display. Moans of ecstasy filled the air as Peta's fingers delved into her vagina, sliding in and out with fervor. Sam's breath quickened as he continued to pleasure himself, his gaze fixed on her legs splayed wide open.

As Peta's climax approached, she couldn't help but notice Sam discreetly watching her from behind another rock. A mischievous smile played on her lips as she decided to play along, not revealing that she was aware of his presence. It added an extra layer of excitement to the encounter.

With a great moan, she reached her peak, her body shuddering with pleasure. The sound of grunting reached her ears, followed by the distinct splash of liquid against a rock. Sensing Sam's curiosity, she stood up and called out, "Who's there?"

Panicking, Sam quickly scrambled behind yet another rock, his heart racing. From his hiding spot, he watched as Peta approached the rock where he had been. She examined it, observing the white come sliding down its surface.

Her finger delicately touched the substance, lifting a small amount and watching it ooze off the tip of her finger. The warmth and thickness intrigued her, tempting her to taste it, but she resisted, not wanting to appear too unconventional to Sam. Satisfied with her playful tease, Peta turned and made her way back to the beach, diving back into the dark waters of the bay and eventually retrieving her clothes.

Sam cautiously followed at a distance, waiting until Peta had dressed before he retrieved his own garments. Sam followed her back to her villa, keeping a careful distance as she entered. Leaning against the wall of the villa, Sam let out a sigh.

Peta mirrored his actions on the opposite side of the same wall. In her mind, she plotted her next move. She desired Sam, recognizing his shyness, and was determined to help him overcome it.

He tapped on Peta's window, drawing her attention. With a hopeful gleam in her eyes, she opened the window, inviting Sam inside. "Hey," he greeted, stepping into her room. "How are you doing?"

"Fine," Peta replied, closing her book and flashing him a warm smile. "I'm glad you're here," she admitted. "I wanted to do something with you."

Curiosity sparked within Sam as he asked, "What's that?"

"Can you teach me to play poker?" Peta inquired, her eyes twinkling with excitement.

Sam chuckled, confessing, "I'm not that good myself, but sure." They settled onto the bed, and Sam gathered the cards, preparing for their impromptu poker lesson. As the game progressed, they indulged in sips from a bottle of vodka that Peta had cunningly swiped from the bar.

Peta couldn't help but express her enjoyment, confessing, "I've never had boys around me much before."

"Likewise," Sam admitted, hastily adding "Girls I mean!," before placing his hand down on the bed. "Two pair."

Peta eagerly revealed her hand, declaring with a grin, "Flush!"

Sam burst into laughter, impressed by her luck. "With that kind of luck, you could win big."

"Okay," Peta said mischievously. "I will bet you. For every hand I win, I get to take one of your clothes for my own."

Perplexed, Sam raised an eyebrow. "And if I win, what do I get?"

Peta laughed, a playful glimmer in her eyes. "You may ask for one of my clothes. However, I can't promise you'll get it."

"Okay," Sam agreed, intrigued by the proposition. "Let's play. But what does the winner get?"

A moment of contemplation passed before Peta rose from the bed, retrieving a single condom from her bag. She returned, meeting Sam's gaze. "The winner gets to put this wherever they want."

Sam couldn't help but blush, the tingling sensation spreading across his skin. His shorts tightened with anticipation. Peta's words sent a surge of desire through him. "Shall we begin?" she asked, her eyes locked on his.

They embarked on their game, each hand building tension and desire between them. Sam claimed victory in the first round with a pair of aces. Peta looked at him, seeking his choice. Stammering, Sam requested her top. Peta obliged, lifting her top off, revealing her pert breasts encased in a red bra. She tossed it to Sam, a playful gesture.

Peta dominated the next five rounds, leaving Sam down to his underwear. Laughing triumphantly, she revealed her hand, exclaiming, "Three kings!" Sam smiled, placing his hand down on the bed. "Flush. My turn for a comeback. Your skirt, please."

Peta undid the side of her flowery skirt, handing it to him. Sam's eyes widened as he realized she was wearing red lingerie with black stockings. She was breathtaking. Determined to regain the upper hand, he won the next three rounds. With each victory, Peta gracefully removed a stocking, showcasing her sensuality.

"Bra or underwear now, Sam?" Peta questioned, her voice laced with teasing judgment.

Sam gazed at her, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Bra," he declared, his words laced with playful intent. "But don't bother covering your breasts. Let's see if you can distract me."

With the final round approaching, Peta confidently placed down four aces, sealing her victory. Sam admitted defeat, removing his underwear and spreading out on the bed, baring his naked frame to her. "You win," he conceded. "You get to put the condom wherever you want."

Peta crawled closer to him, a mischievous glimmer in her eyes. She picked up the condom, deftly undoing it. Fixing her gaze upon him, she skillfully sheathed his erection, admiring her handiwork. "Isn't this better?" she asked, her voice dripping with desire. "Now you can put that dick anywhere you want."

Sam's eyes widened at her bold invitation. "Anywhere?" he echoed, his excitement growing. Peta removed her own underwear and spread her legs in front of him, wordlessly conveying her readiness. "Anywhere," she confirmed.

Sam pulled her close, positioning her on her back. With care and anticipation, he guided his tip between her wet lips. Peta gasped, a mixture of pleasure and anticipation escaping her lips. As Sam entered her, their bodies became a symphony of movement and sensation. They were inexperienced, but their passion fueled them as they explored and learned together. This encounter surpassed the night before, with Peta's pussy stretching around Sam's girth, eliciting moans and groans of pleasure from both of them.

"Another position?" Peta requested, her voice filled with desire. Sam obliged, turning her over and taking her from behind in a passionate embrace. His hands firmly gripped her perfect bottom as he thrust into her with unbridled fervor, each movement punctuated by primal grunts.

Eager for more, Peta slid off his erection and pushed him onto his back. She straddled him, slowly rocking back and forth, savoring the sensation of his shaft filling her. The pleasure intensified, building towards an explosive climax. Together, they reached the pinnacle of ecstasy, their bodies trembling as they climaxed in unison.

Sam withdrew from Peta, and they lay side by side, their bodies intertwined. The condom, filled to bursting with his release, served as a reminder of their passionate encounter. Peta's thighs and pussy glistened with a mixture of sweat and her own arousal. "That was amazing," she breathed, her voice filled with satisfaction.

"It really was," Sam agreed, his voice filled with contentment. They shared a tender kiss, enjoying their time together.

***

Peta had gone out with her mother for a trip to the town the next day, so didn't get a chance to see Sam at all. Arriving back late in the evening, Peta realised that he'd likely headed back to his villa on the edges of the hotel. She took her sandals off, and jogged in the warm night over to his villa.

Peta decided to be mischievous, and clambered onto the low slung roof from the wall by the path. She observed Sam from her vantage point on the roof, peering down through the skylight into his room. As he switched off the lights and settled into bed, her heart raced with a mix of anticipation and nerves. With careful precision, she undid the latch of the skylight and gracefully descended into the room below.

Her first destination was the bathroom, where she quietly rummaged through Sam's wash bag, desperately searching for condoms. To her frustration, none could be found. Disappointed but determined, she made her way to the bedroom, moving with a delicate stealth. She silently walked around the bed, her gaze fixed on the wardrobe, hoping to find the desired item within.

As she sifted through his clothes, her fingers brushed against something that made her pulse quicken. A single Durex branded condom, labeled as "extra strong," found its way into her trembling grasp. She held it close to her chest, feeling the weight of anticipation settle upon her. This condom, she knew, would mark a significant milestone in her sexual exploration. She could already sense the sensations it would bring.

Heart pounding in her chest, Peta climbed into the bed beside him, her movements careful and calculated. The anticipation of what was to come mingled with the uncertainty of his reaction.

As she lay next to him, the weight of her desire grew, and her nerves heightened. The room was filled with an electric tension, the air thick with unspoken longing. Peta listened to his gentle breathing, her mind racing with a mix of excitement and apprehension. It was now or never.

Peta carefully pulled back the covers from over the slumbering Sam, her heart racing with anticipation. She admired his peaceful form, undisturbed by her presence. Her touch traveled upward until she reached the bulge in the middle of his underwear. Curiosity consumed her as she gingerly tugged his Calvin Kleins down, revealing his member, still flaccid but impressively large.

A flicker of doubt flickered in Peta's mind, wondering if it would fit. Undeterred, she continued her exploration. She carefully pulled his underwear further down, exposing his throbbing manhood. A surge of excitement coursed through her veins as she tenderly caressed him, her touch coaxing him to life. With every passing moment, his erection grew harder, its slight curvature adding to its allure. Peta knew it was time to take their connection to the next level.

In a moment of clumsy excitement, Peta opened the condom packet, a sense of urgency compelling her. The condom slipped from her grasp, falling onto the bed, but she quickly retrieved it, her determination unwavering. Carefully, she placed the condom on the tip of his dick, her eyes fixed on the intimate act unfolding before her. Slowly, she pulled it down, encasing his shaft, the sight of it enticing her in the dimly lit room.

Feeling the heat of the moment intensify, Peta shed her tight shirt, allowing her breasts to spill forth enticingly. She discarded her underwear, revealing her nakedness, a testament to her desire. Straddling Sam, Peta held his throbbing dick in her hand, lifting it up and guiding it between her legs. A mixture of anticipation and trepidation consumed her as she positioned herself, throbbing with desire.

As the tip of his member nestled between her moist lips, Peta's body quivered with a mix of pleasure and pain. She attempted to sit back, but the discomfort proved too intense. Reluctantly, she withdrew, her gaze fixated on the condom now adorning his member.

An idea sparked in Peta's mind, a daring thought that sent a shiver of excitement down her spine. What if she removed the condom? Acting on impulse, she peeled it off, leaving it discarded beside them. With renewed determination, she positioned herself once more, her hand firmly grasping his member as she guided it back to her entrance.

Peta began to sway her hips, a gentle rhythm building between them. Each movement stretched her, creating a delicious blend of pleasure and intensity. The wetness between her legs increased, a testament to her arousal. Placing her hands on Sam's chest, she looked down at him, his sleepy eyes now wide with desire.

She pressed a finger to her lips, silently urging him to remain quiet. With a passionate kiss, she encouraged him to continue, to explore the depths of their shared desire. "I don't think I can hold back," Sam confessed breathlessly. Peta, her own desire consuming her, whispered reassuringly, "I know, just let go."

Their bodies moved in unison, a symphony of passion and desire. Sam gasped, his release washing over him as he climaxed inside her. Peta couldn't help but laugh, her own satisfaction evident. They slowed their movements, their bodies still intertwined, savoring the aftermath of their shared ecstasy.

"How was that?" Peta asked, a playful smile on her lips. Sam, his voice filled with awe, replied, "Amazing." Contentment washed over them as they lay there, their bodies entangled. "Go back to sleep," Peta whispered, gently disengaging herself from him. She pulled his Calvin Kleins back over his dick, and stepped off the bed.

As she dressed herself, slipping her shirt and lingerie back on, Sam's voice broke the silence, his words tinged with wonder. "Is this a dream?" he asked. Peta turned to him, a soft smile playing on her lips. "A beautiful dream," she replied. "I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"

Walking through the moonlit night, Peta felt the remnants of their encounter clinging to her skin, a raw, sticky, and sweaty reminder of her pleasure. Despite the lingering satisfaction, a wave of panic washed over her as she reached her villa. She looked down and noticed a small puddle of Sam's come just outside the door.

Some small anxiety gripped her as thoughts of potential pregnancy raced through her mind. Peta dismissed them, remembering the pills she'd managed to get in town. She wanted what was left of the holiday to be as fun for her...for them, as possible.

***

"We only have one evening left," Sam said to her, as they walked along the beach. "Then it's back to our normal lives."

"We will make it magical," Peta said, cupping his head in her hand, and drawing him closer for a kiss. He pulled her close, and she could feel a slight hardening in his speedos. "You're really trying not to get hard," she teased.

"It is difficult," Sam admitted, "You're the hottest girl I've ever seen."

Peta laughed. "Ja? Stop," she said, teasing him a little by hiking up her bikini bottom. She was wearing a white bikini today, and her tanned skin contrasted with the white of the it.

"Your place or mine?" Sam asked.

"Neither," Peta said. "We're going to swim out to the island if the bay's calm today. You can finish what you were doing when you followed me before."

Sam looked horrified. "You knew I was there?"

"I knew you were there. You don't know me well enough, I might be a spy," Peta teased. "I did enjoy the fact you masturbated over me."

"You looked so sexy," Sam admitted. He looked up the beach. There was a hut between the trees, just on the edge of the beach. "Hey Peta...do we have time to fool around?"

Peta laughed. "Ja, I think so."

He grabbed her hand and pulled her along the sand, his speedos groaning against the weight of his growing erection. He pulled her into the beach hut, and drew the door back. Peta lent against the back wall of the hut, pressing her breasts out and her hips forward. "Come here."

Sam stepped toward and scooped her into his arms, kissing her deeply, and started to feel Peta up. He undid her bikini top, kissing her neck as it dropped to the floor. Peta pulled his hard dick from his speedos and started to run her hands up and down his shaft as they kissed, his fingers moving down her body to her clit.

Sam put his hand down the front of her bikini bottoms and roughly pushed his middle finger under them. Peta gasped, delighted, as he rubbed her clit, and she responded with moans as he inserted first one finger, then two, pushing his fingers in and out of her.

"Sam...Ja...," Peta moaned. "Please...put it in."

Sam pulled down her bikini and with his left hand spread her legs. He squatted a little, his girthy dick's natural curve needing to be lowered beneath her. He rose up, the tip of his dick parting her wet flaps, and pushing his shaft deep inside her.

Peta gasped again, and gripped his back with her fingernails. Sam fucked her, hard, against the back of the beach hut, each deep penetration wet and tight for them. Sam was overwhelmed by Peta's moans, the tightness of her pussy, the heat of the moment...

"I think I will pre-come" he said, slowing down.

Peta shook her head, and pulled him closer. "It doesn't matter, keep going," she said. Sam took her harder, and each movement of his hips and dick into her pushed her pert bottom against the wall, a dull thud happening each time.

The thuds became staccato as he approached a full climax. "Peta, where do you want me to..."

"Inside, inside!" Peta said, her breath short and sharp, her orgasm close. "I am close...Ja, Ja! Keep going. Oh Sam," she moaned, finally coming. She surprised them both, squirting over Sam's groin, and onto the floor. Sam's erection seemed to harden more, and he pushed her down, onto the floor, raising her legs onto his shoulders as he fucked downwards, splaying her legs apart it's every movement.

Peta moaned, and scratched his back as he finally lent back, pushing his hips forward, his dick deep inside her, and came hard, filling her pussy with his warm come. Peta's face was bright red, and she grinned as he kissed her neck, and cheeks, before he pulled his dick out, come dripping from its tip and from her flaps.

"Ja...das ist gut," Peta whispered, her German taking over in her breathlessness.