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My Secret Greek Lover

I've never told anyone this story before, but figured out it's safe to share it on here.

When I was 18 (over 20 years ago now) and had just finished school, my best friend Katie and I decided to go on our first holiday abroad, without our parents. We both had part-time jobs whilst studying, so managed to save up enough money for a week in one of the Greek Islands, Corfu. We didn't have a huge amount of money, so booked a small, independent budget hotel in a small town near to the main party area.

We arrived to find a nice, attractive hotel, consisting of a restaurant / bar with a few rooms above on one side of the pool, and the 20 or so guest rooms on the other side. There weren't many staff, just a few housekeepers, three or four waiters / barmen (who flirted with us as much as we did with them), and the owner, a guy I guessed was in his 50s and told us to call him Yanis. He was very friendly towards us, and even though he was much older than us, and not really my type - heavily built with a thick moustache - there was something kind of sexy about him. I could tell he was a boob man, as he made no secret of staring at mine (36E back then) , especially when I was wearing a bikini during the day. He singled me out from the other female guests for attention - free shots of Ouzo, snacks, personally offering to move my sun lounger during the day, etc, but I guessed this was something he would do most weeks, so didn't think any more of it.

Our first few days were spent mainly sitting around the pool area catching the sun, before heading off to bars and clubs at night, but on the third day, one of the waiters invited us to the weekly Greek night that they held for the hotel residents. We agreed, thinking a quieter night would do our livers and our budgets good, and it turned out to be a great evening, wonderful food, dancing with the waiters, smashing plates and drinking the local wine. Around 11pm, Katie decided she'd had a little too much to drink (so much for our less-drink night) and headed back to the room. I was still enjoying myself, talking to the waiters and some Dutch holidaymakers that were our age, so told her I would see her later.

After she left, Yanis came to sit with me, and even though he didn't speak much English and I spoke almost no Greek, we still had a laugh. When it got to midnight and the bar closed, I helped him to clear the tables as everyone else had gone. He thanked me for helping, and kissed my cheek. Something about the hairs of his moustache grazing my skin really aroused me, and before I knew it, I was kissing him, full-on.

Without either of us saying anything, he picked up our drinks, took my hand and lead me to his apartment, which was above the bar area. I knew that I probably shouldn't be doing this, he was over 30 years older than me and I hardly knew him, but the alcohol, mixed with the fact I hadn't had a boyfriend for over six months took over and I went along willingly.

Once inside the flat, we collapsed on the sofa, kissing passionately whilst he undid my halter top and bra. His eyes literally lit up when he saw my naked breasts, and he wasted no time in starting to play with them. To this day, I have never been with a guy that was so fascinated with my tits, he must have touched, squeezed, licked, sucked and teased them for over an hour. At one point, he took an ice-cube from his glass and rubbed that over my already rock-hard nipples, making them even larger and more sensitive, before he lapped at them with his hot tongue.

After this, he kissed his way down my body before lifting my skirt and pulling my panties off and diving mouth-first into my soaking pussy. He licked and flicked my clit like an expert, and I came, loudly, within a few minutes. As I lay back, exhausted, he turned off the lights and began to undress in the dark, before rolling on a condom.

Again, without any words, he parted my legs, mounted me and entered me with one thrust. I hadn't actually seen his cock as the lights were off, but it was clearly huge, wide as well as long, I'd never experienced a penis this size before, so it took my breath away initially, but as I was still wet from the tongue-fucking he had just given me, I soon adjusted. He was clearly a skilled lover, much more experienced than me (I had only been with two guys before and neither of them really knew what they were doing) and alternated playing with my tits and clit whilst he thrust in and out of me. Near the end, he pulled my legs up over my shoulders, which gave him the perfect angle to hit my g-spot, and I came again, even harder and louder than the first time, and my tight, contracting pussy sent him over the edge, making him orgasm too.

We lay there in the dark for a little while, then I told him I needed to get back to check on Katie. We kissed goodnight and I left.

I didn't tell her what I had done, as I knew she would not approve, but the next day, I could feel Yanis's eyes on me constantly. At one point in the afternoon, I went to the ladies' toilets, and as I walked back to the pool, he pulled me into his office and started kissing me and pressing his hard cock against me. I told him I had to go, and he said okay, after one more kiss, during which he pushed his tongue deep into my mouth whilst rolling my bikini-covered nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.

Katie decided she wanted to go on a glass-bottomed boat trip the next afternoon, but having always suffered with sea-sickness, I wasn't keen. Some of the Dutch students were going, so I told her to go with them and that I would just sunbathe around the pool whilst she was gone. She agreed, and once they had left, I asked Yanis to come to my room and keep me company for a few hours. Naturally, he accepted and came over straight away.

Having been quite gentle and tender the first time, he was much more dominant and aggressive this time, which I found a huge-turn on. I'd always fantasized about an older man taking me like this, and even though I had not described this too him (our language skills would have made this impossible), he seemed to know instinctively what would get me really hot.

After closing the door and greeting me with a kiss, he pushed me down to my knees and began to unbuckle his belt. His monster cock sprang out in front of me, and I opened my mouth to receive it. My hair was already tied back in a ponytail, and Yanis grabbed hold of this as he began to fuck my face. I'd never tried to deep-throat a guy before, but as he pushed his way in, I naturally accepted his dick and took it as far back as I could.

Once he was rock hard, he pulled out of my mouth and continued to undress. His body was so manly - overweight and covered in dark hair - but I found him so sexy. He grabbed the foam mattress from the sofa bed, and took it out on the balcony, before gesturing for me to follow. I was nervous of being seen, as the staff accommodation opposite overlooked us, but I went out to him. He roughly pulled off my bikini top, pushing my tits together and sucking my nipples, then yanked the bottoms off, before pushing two fingers into my dripping snatch.

He got down on the mattress and lay on his back, gesturing for me to climb aboard his huge penis. I did as he wanted, straddling his hips and then lowering myself onto him. I had intended to start riding him slowly, to adjust to his size again, but once the head had pushed in, he grabbed my hips and began to thrust hard from underneath. Clearly he wanted it rough that afternoon, so I matched his pace, my tits bouncing around in front of his face, which he loved, so much so, he pulled himself up into a sitting position so that he could suck on my nipples as I rode his cock.

I was getting close to coming, which he must've sensed, so he pushed me off him and put me on all fours. He first knelt in front of me, pushing his erection into my mouth so that I could lick off my own juices, whilst squeezing my tits hard. Then, he crawled behind me, pushed between my thighs and entered me again. He pounded hard, grabbing my ponytail, pinching my nipples, smacking my ass... it was so rough, but so sexy, and to my surprise, I climaxed without any clitoral stimulation.

After that, he pulled out and rolled me onto my back, before straddling my chest. Stroking his cock with one hand, he rubbed the head against one of my nipples, covering it with sticky pre-cum. He gestured for me to push my tits together, and once I did, he slid himself between them. I had never been titty-fucked before, and I found it arousing, the sight of the head popping out between my enormous melons and the though of him using me for his pleasure. He soon came, splashing my chest and neck with his hot juices, then grabbing my head so that I could again clean him with my tongue. I normally hate the taste of cum, but I licked every drop off him.

We still had a few more hours before Katie returned, so we got into my bed and fell asleep. I don't know how long I had been off for when I woke to find him licking my clit. He was still in a dominant mood, and when I tried to push him away - I was still sleepy - forced my legs further apart to bury his tongue inside me. I enjoy a struggle, so I pretended to push him away, which turned him on even more. He climbed onto me, pinning my arms above my head with one of his hands, whilst he sucked my nipples and fingered my pussy, hard. As I got closer to my orgasm, he let go of my arms and grabbed my neck, pinning me to the bed as he frantically drove his fingers in and out of me. This was too much, and climaxed again, squirting hot liquid everywhere, which I had never done before.

I thought this might be it for the afternoon, but looking at Yanis's turned on expression and his giant erection, I knew it wasn't. He rolled me onto my front, and put a pillow under my hips, before dipping his fingers into my snatch. I assumed he was going to take me doggie-style again, and went to raise up for him, but he pushed me back down and then began to rub my juices over my ass. At this point, I panicked as I had never done anal before, and hated the idea, but he used one hand to hold me down the other one rubbed his cock between my ass cheeks. Then he climbed on me and very slowly began to enter my ass. I resisted at first, as it hurt, but bit-by-bit he pushed his way in, and after a few minutes, it didn't hurt as much. I think holding me down and taking my ass was just too much for him, as he came really quickly, but afterwards, we cuddled for a bit and then he left.

That was the last time we fucked during that holiday, although he did play with my boobs a few times whenever no-one was looking and I gave him one last blow-job the morning before we left.

I never heard from him or saw him again, but I will always be grateful to him for teaching me what sex was all about, and how pleasurable it can be. I still fantasize about him all these years later, so Yanis, if you read this and you remember Lucy from England, with the big boobs and the butterfly tattoo - well, thank you for everything.