Summer in Greece

Athens, Greece is a large, busy city. I want to tell the story of my vacation to the more relaxed island of Naxos. English is not my first language, so bear with me as I try to tell you about this wonderful vacation spot! Apolafste! That means "Enjoy"!

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When I landed on the Island of Naxos I was sure that this would be the worst summer vacation ever. On the ship from Piraeus I was the only woman sitting alone buried in a book while everyone else around me was in a company of friends having a great time. This wasn't what I wanted but all my friends were stuck at work and I couldn't bear to spent my vacation in the city of Athens. Having to suffer the city for a year of work was enough. I was not only on the Island alone, but with a tighter budget than ever before. I had to bargain for everything, and I hate bargaining.

At the beach of Agios Prokopios I was trying to bargain the price on a sun-bed, but the old lady that was renting would have none of that. She turned her back on me and left. I felt so ridiculous for arguing for a two-euro discount on a sun-bed in view of so many people. I was certain they just wanted me to shut up and move on so I picked my stuff and I was ready to leave the beach.

The man next to me had heard everything. As I was about to leave he asked me if I wanted to use the second sun-bed that he had rented. He told me that I fought the price a lot stronger than he did and agreed with me that the sun-beds were overpriced. A young lady a little further away agreed that the old lady was nonsensical.

I saw a knight in shining armor in this man that saved me from a huge embarrassment, from all those eyes looking at me. I felt obliged to take him up on his offer. Who was I kidding? I wanted his company.

He was quite a good-looking man and a gentleman from the beginning and afterwards. That's how he won my trust. He introduced himself as Adrien. I thought that was a lovely name. He gave me the bed shaded by the umbrella. We began talking and I told him that I couldn't swim, so he offered to help me. He knew what he was doing and for once I enjoyed being in the sea. I felt safe with him. He wasn't throwing water on my face or pushing me under like my friends did. Of course he was more mature than my friends. I learned that he was 35 at the time, and I was 23.

He bought lunch and invited me for dinner, which he paid for without even giving me the chance to argue. I was beyond words for his friendly and caring behavior, and we arranged to meet again the following day.

I woke early the next morning to get ready. After finishing my bath I perfumed my body from head to toe with Jasmine Rouge, not planning to seduce Adrien but trying to be good company for him since I was so much obliged from his behavior the previous day. Then I set about finding the right swimsuit to wear. I looked at my naked body in front of the mirror. I liked how sexy the tan lines I had acquired in the beaches near Athens looked on my firm boobs and my tight ass. The mobile phone on the bed started ringing reminding me that in half an hour I had meet with Adrien. I decided to go with a yellow bikini that highlighted my tanned skin.

I met Adrien at the bus stop in front of the beach where we first met, and he suggested we go farther down the beach so we could have more privacy. Before I had a chance to say anything about it he looked me straight in my eyes, smiled and said, "Before I met you, I preferred being in the crowd. Now that I have your company I don't mind the quiet."

No one had praised my presence in his life so much before and with these words he made me want to spend more time with him. We left and walked a good kilometer to get to the more secluded part of the beach. Adrien found the spot we stopped and to my surprise we found couples and singles sunbathing nude. I didn't know that Naxos was an island for nudists, but it was true. No one walked around naked but it seemed that no one minded if you stayed flat on your stomach or your back.

"Do you mind the nudity, Areti?" Adrien asked me.

I knew French people had a tradition in nudism, and I didn't want to appear backwards so, I said that I didn't mind. That was not the whole truth but not for reasons of shame. I had seen three colleagues from Athens that were also vacationing in Naxos, and I didn't want to risk being seen as too promiscuous.

Adrien got naked and laid on the sun-bed, but I was a bit slower. He was amused watching me getting naked in stages. I first removed my top, waited for my shyness to subside while at the same time I was looking around for familiar faces. When I was certain that I was among strangers and Adrien I removed my bottom and lay back.

As the day progressed I realized that following Adrien was the right thing to do. The nudist part of the beach was more quiet and the people more discreet. Above all the feeling of the sun and air kissing every part of my body was something I had never experienced.

Up to that point it hadn't crossed my mind what others might think of us. Then a woman asked if my boyfriend or I had a lighter. She spoke in Greek, and he didn't understand anything but unwittingly thoughts of how people saw us popped in my mind. Could they be thinking of us having sex? The well-built man in his mid-thirties giving his 20-something girlfriend the screwing she deserved?

The idea that such a rumor could reach my work in Athens crept in my mind again. I was stuck between my adventurous side that wanted to keep doing what it was doing, and the more conservative that was constantly thinking about what people had to say.

I lay back and I saw the sea between my boobs, through my open legs and over the wild hair of my pussy that moved to the breeze. Then I looked to Adrien, who was lying next to me, and I decided to continue with my adventure. At the end of the day I was a tech support representative and not a judge or politician.

Later that day we had lunch at the Coliseum restaurant and he proposed that we rent a single house and share that cost as well. I knew he had money but being a conscious spender made me admire him even more. I accepted his offer and moved to his apartment.

Us staying together didn't change much in our relationship. But as we were together continuously, we starting becoming closer, and I shared a lot of his stuff, especially the iPad and his novels. With that, my attention about covering also slipped to the point I wouldn't cover a lot when he was around at the beach or at the house.

A few days after moving in together, a heat wave reached our island. We went to the beach in the morning, but I was so affected by the heat that I got back to the room almost in a state of confusion. I had a bath, turned on the air conditioner, and slipped naked under the sheets where I fell asleep reading one of his books about the adventures of a medieval knight.

What happened next was the most vivid wet dream in my life. I found myself in the Middle Ages in a snow-covered plateau in front of the walls of a castle. I was a prisoner of some kind, because I was inside a cage dragged behind horses and escorted by knights armed to the teeth. I could feel the cold on my fingers and my face, the only parts that were not covered by the thick wool cloak I was wearing.

The carriage came to a halt and the door of my cage opened. I came down a few steps and as I did I was sure that my cloak gave way and the Master Knight in front of me and the others knights behind him saw my bare pussy or at least the thick brown bush that hid it. I stood in front of him and just by looking at the Master Knight's eyes and lips, the only parts of his face that the helmets did not hide, I could tell that he wanted me.

I had the same desire, apart from the cold palms and feet, the rest of my body was burning from lust. As if he could read my mind, he answered my desires. He said something I couldn't understand, but I took it to be French and pulled my cloak open revealing my left breast and my pussy.

I felt ashamed and scared but even more erotic knowing that he would take me in front of his fellow knights. He cared nothing about my shame and crouched to take my nipple in his mouth and cup my hot pussy with his cold hand.

Before I had to feel his lips on my nipple, I heard a loud bang. I woke up in my room in Naxos with one hand on my left tit and the other feeling my wet pussy.

The air in the room was very cold from the air conditioner working overtime. As I looked around still confused and helplessly horny, I saw Adrien standing by the bedroom door with an erection that made his cock head almost poke out over the top his bathing suit.

I didn't know for how much time he was there or care to explain the awkward situation we found ourselves in. I desperately needed his attention and that thing that he was sticking out of his bathing suit. I pulled down the sheets revealing my ass and asked him to come to me.

He didn't waste any time. He let his bathing suit fall on the floor and grabbed a condom from the drawer under the mirror and put it on his member. For the first time I saw his cock fully erect. I had seen it semi-hard several times but that time it was so hard and upright that it almost touched his belly. I mustn't be fully awake when he jumped on the bed and landed on me. I was in a dreamy situation and I could feel his strong hairy legs moving over my silky ones, his bearded cheek that was scratching my neck and the scent of the sea that he brought with him made me raise my head and look for his lips to kiss and taste the salt. His hairy balls rested on my legs, then he moved upward and pushed his cock inside my wet pussy. With one loud moan I let all the air of my lungs and buried my head on the pillow as he continued to fuck my pussy harder and harder.

I care a lot about my lovers but that time it was all me. I just needed his cock for two minutes to get me off and then I pulled him out not being able to continue any more.

Adrien, always a gentleman and knowing the right thing to do he withdrew and let me sleep.

I woke up early in the afternoon and he made me coffee and we didn't discuss what happened. We both were unusually tight lipped that afternoon. Outside it was still warm but nothing compared to the heat of the morning. We sat in the balcony by the pool and started planning our night.

He suggested we go see a movie. There was one that we both liked and it was the last night that was on but I dismissed the idea. I was too bored to do my hair and makeup or choose clothes. I told him that I would rather go for dinner in the Coliseum Restaurant by the beach that we both liked and then come back to the apartment and watch some TV.

Adrien never watched TV, so he didn't seem to go crazy on the idea, but he agreed anyway and got up to get dressed. I got up and closed the balcony door and took off the t-shirt I had on when I was sleeping to put something more elegant.

I thought that going to the restaurant was not a good idea. We would eat too much as we always did and then would not perform well in bed, which was at I really wanted for the night. I never had a friend with benefits situation before, and I was ashamed to say out loud that I liked it.

That didn't change the fact that the restaurant was a bad idea. Without a shirt, I went to find Adrien in the kitchen.

"Don't get dressed too much," I told him, "I changed my mind again; we should get the food to-go and then buy more condoms."

He was tying his shoes when I told him that and he looked up at me smiling. He came up to me and kissed me on the mouth and his hands grabbed my ass and lifted me up. He would fuck me right there, if I let him, but I had taken a liking to teasing him and making him work for it.

For the next week my French lover and I fucked like crazy, and before separating at the Athens Airport he invited me to France for more. I took the trip to France the next year. I was alone once again and that trip changed my mind forever.

I became a nudist, a tourist's slut and changed my outlook on vacations all together.

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I want to thank SexyGeek and blondebella91 for editing the text.