“Volley-Balling” in Greece” – ***Post Men’s Tournament***
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“This is a tale of an exciting real-life event.”
This story is 50% nonfiction and 50% fiction. Everyone is over the age of 21.
**All Copyrights are Reserved**
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FORWARD:
My name is Zach and I serve in the United States Air Force (USAF). I am a military officer — with a unique career, along with all the corresponding responsibilities. But unlike most other military officers, because of my military profession — which will not be discussed, “sorry,” and my “above-average” athletic abilities — I am often highly encouraged to take part in various sporting events and tournaments – representing my home military base, the USAF, and, on several occasions, the United States itself, at major military or international sports competitions.
I stand 6’6″, and yes, I am naturally blessed with my home-grown Southern California look; blonde hair, blue eyes, great white teeth — “thanks, mom and dad for the braces” — tanned, muscular and with a lean body and I do have big feet and extremely long fingers.
You can figure out the rest.
For the USAF, I am often chosen or sometimes directed (I dislike the word ordered) to take part in competitive basketball, volleyball, football, snow skiing competitions, and even taking part in long endurance running (marathons or half-marathons), century biking events (100 miles or more), and triathlons.
The USAF senior leadership calls my adventures free “Air Force Recruiting, Marketing and Advertising.”
The old saying is true… “It’s not bragging” — “If what you say is 100% true…
“CONFIDENCE” — I love it! — “COCKINESS” — Is not for me!
Now that you know a bit about me, let me continue to share this following actual sporting event experience with you.
“Volley-Balling in Greece – *** Week One Ends ***
Wow!!!!
Wow!!!
Wow!!!
Waking up alone in my bed — my head feels like someone is pounding a jackhammer right next to it — my pillows, bed sheets, and bed spread strongly smell of SEX — actually, my room smells like SEX and at first glance, it looks like a dirty bar right after closing time — beer bottles, empty bottles of liquor and wine and leftover food litter the room.
I feel like CRAP!!!!
But then, I smile and think — oh, hell — “Oh HELL” – what a party night it was — such a wicked and wild sex party night….
With our men’s team successfully defeating the last two opponents, and with both matches going to 3-2 set victories, we won the gold medal for this year’s volleyball tournament’s championship. And, of course, every winning championship deserves a post-tournament celebration and PARTY!!!
Our celebration quietly begins outside by our hotel’s pool area. With all the teammates and many of their recently connected European lady friends being present, we celebrate with victory toasts and share several bottles of champaign.
For my best teammate, Joey, and I, we still enjoy the awesome attention and friendship of our Swedish ladies, Wilma and Elsa. Having met them the previous night, we partied and sexed with them for most of the evening and into this early morning.
Not being satisfied with only the champaign; soon, someone breaks out their bottles of Ouzo — the Greek’s preferred drink. And quickly the “Oh Fuck Yea” bottles of Tequilla make their appearance — “The party jet is taking off.”
Elsa is dressed in a sexy short white cocktail dress, and she looks like a Greek Goddess — her dark tanned skin, bright blue eyes, beautiful face, perfect tiny breasts and her petite and tight body — drive me wild with desire and passion. Elsa and Wilma both fly out early tomorrow morning — both say they plan to party until it’s time to leave for the airport. They will be missed.
The hotel’s Greek house band starts playing earlier than normal, so all our group and the rest of the hotel guests are all dancing, drinking and flirting — flirting with everyone — everyone!
Wilma, Joey, Elsa and I retreat to our secret spot – right off the dance floor. Here, we can kiss, hold, touch, grind and play in our hidden den. Standing closer together, our ladies are talking and laughing as they check out the other partiers.
Smiling, Wilma takes my hand and pulls me out to dance. A bit taller than Elsa, I vividly picture her lying topless by the pool the first time I saw her. Where Elsa has small and perky breasts; Wilma’s breasts are large, firm and her areolas are so big — the size of an old silver dollar — with the tiniest nipples.
As the band plays a slow song, Wilma tightly wraps her arms around my neck and pulls my head towards her and gives me one hell of a kiss. Wondering what’s happening, I look for Elsa and Joey — they are no longer where we were standing.
Wilma says, “Let’s go for a walk on the beach.” “I really need to show you something,” With my arm wrapped around her sexy body, we begin our walk. Asking her what’s going on now, Wilma smiles and says, “Zach,” “Patience….” “You will see soon.”
Walking past the old, stacked boats brings back memories of my injured German volleyballer and now lover, Gretchen. Wow — such fond memories race through my mind.
Wilma, says, “Let’s sit on this picnic table.” I sit on top, and Wilma takes her hands and spreads my legs apart. Moving close and in between, she says, “You need to know that Elsa and I are not only friends.” “We are bi-sexual “- “lesbian girlfriends.”
“We share our men and other women.” “Elsa likes you and so do I.” “Because of what you sexually do to her,” – “I want to experience you as well.” Being a bit caught off guard, I ask, “So, is she fucking Joey now?” Laughing and kissing my neck, Wilma responds, “No!” “I told Joey,” “I wanted to play with others tonight?”
“What the fuck?” I said…
“Zach,” “Please listen.” “Right now,” “Elsa is in our room either packing, sleeping or throwing up in the toilet.” “She is ill from drinking too much champagne, tequila, and ouzo.” “She did not want to ruin your celebration and night.”
Pulling me off the table, Wilma lifts her dress up, turns around, shows me her naked ass and leans over the picnic table and says, “I know you love anal sex.” “Elsa, and Joey, do not like it and will not do it!” “Before I end my vacation, I want my ass to be fucked hard!” “And I want it to be you.”
“Afterwards,” “I’ll go clean up and then I will find Joey and let him fuck me — for along as he wants!” “I hope this makes since to you?” Wow — Wow — Wow!!!!
“I really do not want to fuck Joey’s lady’s ass behind his back” – no pun intended. I told Wilma, “I’ll fuck your ass!” “But I will only do it with him being with us.” “A threesome?” Wilma asked. “You — Joey — Me,” I stated. “And, if Elsa gets feeling better,” “We will invite her.”
“That’s how it will be if you want me to fuck your ass!” Hugging me, she says, “Oh Zach,” “This will be a dream come true!” She runs off towards the hotel.
I sit looking at the shadow of the stacked boats, recalling her amazing blowjob at this location and… I miss Gretchen. Hitting her name on my cell phone’s “Speed Dial” I press call —– After a couple rings – A strange female voice answers…
“Hello,” “Is this Zach?” It’s Gretchen’s Mom! – Oh. Shit! Twenty minutes later, I ended the call.
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Back at the hotel — alone after Elsa’s disappearance, and after the conversation with Gretchen’s mom — I’m not a very happy man. Grabbing a cold beer, I look for Joey — he’s not there. Chatting and laughing with the other guys from the team, my phone rang. It’s James, the tournament director saying, “Do not let Joey leave in the morning!” “Another referee canceled and now, we really need Joey to stay and referee.”
“Roger!”
“Joey stays….” “He will need official’s shirts and shorts….”
“His flight reservation needs to be canceled and his hotel reservation needs to be extended.”
“Good!”
“He will stay!”
“We will see you in two days.”
Things are looking up!
Goodnight!
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I smile as two older women stop and say hello. Saying their names are Sylvia and Gina, they look to be in their early forties, these MILFs say they’re from Vicenza, Italy. Regardless, they both display their HOT bodies, and their immediate flirting says – “They want to be fucked!
With Joey calling, I excuse myself, with a promise to quickly return, I walk away from all the noise.
Asking him if he packed to head home, he laughs and says, “Fucking No!” I tell him… “Great!” “You are not flying home for another eight days.” After he calls “Bull Shit!” – I explain my recent call with the tournament director. Another referee canceled, and now they are working to secure all the logistical things you need to get you geared to officiate.
He screams “Fucking AAAAAAAAAA!!!”
I asked about his location. He said, “I just told Wilma to go fuck herself.” and “I’m walking towards you now.” It’s party time for real! With a big high five — we are both on the prowl for new pussy!
Sylvia and Gina from Italy pass by, and I introduce them to Joey. Setting our drinks down, Joey and I each take one of the ladies and lead them to the dance floor. Asking what Sylvia and her friend are desiring tonight, she frankly says,
“We need young men to fuck both of us, plus our two 22-year-old daughters.” Ok! I ask, “How many young men?” She laughs and reaches out to rub my cock and says, “I want you and three more guys?”
“Done!”
“Where’s your daughters? Pointing to two of the sexiest girls on the floor dancing together, she says, “You can have those two after you and your friends fuck us.”
“Done!”
Looking around I see Craig, Jimmy and a few other teammates. I walk over to the guys, tell them what’s going down, point out the two MILFs and their daughters and tell them to get some alcohol and food and to meet us in my room in thirty minutes.
First, I tell them to stay, smile and wave at the MILFs when I get back to them. Walking back over to the dance floor and nudging Joey — we turn to the ladies to look at all our friends and wave!
“Done!”
“Are you serious says?” asks Sylvia – “Are you serious?” I ask back. “Yes” and “Yes” equals one hell of a fun time for all. “Now,” “Go get your daughters and bring them here!” “Let’s make certain this is what all four of you ladies REALLY desire!”
Back within two minutes, the moms and their daughters, Monique and Davena, all smile — and ALL say they need and want to be fucked multiple times!
“Done!”
I wave to our guys, and they are off to secure the drinks and food. Finding one remaining chilled bottle of champagne, after opening and pouring six glasses — we all hug — kiss — and toast for what will be an exciting finish for this special night.
Riding the elevator up to my floor, we all enjoy checking out each other’s body. Sylvia definitely has big and fake tits. Monique is rather skinny, but, has this “freaky side” look going on. Gina looks like she is scared to death. I know this will be all new to her. Davena stands there rubbing her nipples through her dress.
Opening the door to my room, the two daughters immediately headed to the restroom and lock the door. I suggest the moms and daughters use the closet to place their purses and clothes — whenever they feel ready and comfortable.
Just as the girls come out of the restroom, the guys knock on the door and enter carrying various bottles of alcohol, wine and some snack food. After everyone has their drink, we toast to our new lady friends and welcome them to our winning team.
To no one’s surprise, within a few minutes, each of the ladies is connected to one or two of the guys. Turning on some music, Sylvia stands and slowly dances around the room — giving each person a hug and a kiss. After saying something in Italian, the other three women mimics her actions and repeats the same hug and kiss.
As they pass by, some of the guys rub their booty, breasts or legs. Being politely encouraged, on their next pass by, each lady either takes off their dress or top. Emboldened by this act, as each one passed by either of the two beds, they are gently pulled to sit or lay on the bed.
Demanding fairness, now it is the guys turn to parade around the room and remove their pants or shirts. Not wasting any time, after our first pass, we all strip naked — now in front of the ladies stand hard cocks of various sizes — length and thickness.
Sylvia and Monique, while sharing the same bed, both immediately reach out and begin to explore the male tools waiting to pleasure sexual desires and needs. Bashful, Gina frustrates her Davena to the point where she says, “Mom, watch and follow…”
Davena drops to the floor, gently brings two cocks to her face and begins to slowly suck each cock with an urgent and hungry drive. As Gina sits with her mouth wide open, Joey seeing a golden opportunity, turns and rubs his cock over her lips. Being pleasantly caught off guard Gina without thinking, grabs Joey’s ass and presses his cock deep into her mouth.
With this, the orgy begins….
With all of us now naked, I keep my promise and push Sylvia back onto the bed and start eating her soaked pussy. Thinking the faster I please her, the faster I get my cock inside her daughter. Sylvia’s pussy hair is so thick and long. Waving someone else to feed her their cock, I reach out and simultaneously finger Monique’s pussy. Both Sylvia and Monique are being serviced and both are certainly enjoying the multiple pleasures.
Looking at the other bed, I see Craig feeding his cock deep into the Gina’s wet pussy, while she continues to suck off Joey. Davena is riding Jimmy’s cock, while Joey is sucking her tits. Their moans revibrate around the room.
Tired of eating pussy, I spread Sylvia’s legs and decide to just fast fuck this wet pussy. Ramming my cock deep into her pussy, Sylvia stops sucking and screams “Oh, Fuck Me!” That I do! I’m determined not to cum inside her. My single goal is to make her cum and pass her off to someone new. Sucking on her prized store-bought breasts, I feel Monique kissing and nibbling my neck and ears.
With the sound of “I’m cumming.” Joey is the first guy to pop a nut. Surprisingly, Gina swallows each of his blasts of hot cum and keeps sucking to drain his cock. Davena pulls her mom’s face near her face and kisses and sucks her mom’s tongue.
Sylvia shakes, squirms and yells, “I’m cumming.” “Do not stop fucking me!” With the two MILFs sucking and fucking, I look and make eye contact with freaky Monique, and we move towards each other. Looking at my hard cock, I invite her to touch, lick, bite, suck or fuck my cock. Nodding her head up and down, I quietly pulled her into the restroom.
Shutting and locking the door, I lift Monique and place her on the counter and order her to finger fuck both her pussy and ass. Like a well-trained slut, she immediately follows my instructions. Her pussy cream is a thick white gooey mess, and she uses it to lubricate her tight ass. Telling her to suck my cock, Monique sucks it in with all of her energies. I say, “You are a wild and freaky lover.” She smiles and sucks harder. Saying You know I am going to fuck your tight ass with my cock.” She smiles and says, “Yes!”
Turning her around, I put her knees up on the counter and spread her legs wide. Taking a handful of her pussy cream, I smear it over her ass and down into her tight ass hole. Trembling, she says, “Please get Davena to join us.”
When I open the door, everyone yells and protests, not being able to see. “Saying, “Fuck It!” I casually turn, pick up Monique and throw her on the bed. With everyone watching, I spit on my cock and start to rub it in and out of her ass. Her moans automatically start. I see her mom roll facing our way so she can watch.
With an experienced Monique grabbing her butt cheeks and spreading them wide, the tip of my cock slips inside her tight poop hole. Inch by inch I push in and pull back. In and deeper — deeper — Monique moans and cries for more. Sylvia, her mom, slides up next to Monique and kisses her lips, breasts and yes…. She licks Monique’s pussy and clit with each of my outward stroke.
Davena crawls under and licks my shaft. Craig fucks Davena. Joey and Sylvia are doing 69. Jimmy is teasing Gina’s ass — asking, if she ever tried anal. Gina says, “Oh, NO!” “But as she watches Monique get used, I think I might try.” Jimmy jumps into action and now both are getting their ass busted hard.
I drive the rest of my long and thick cock deep into Monique’s ass and she LOVES it! She tells her mom she should try anal. Laughing, Sylvia says, “My young and sometimes dumb daughter,” “I’ve enjoyed anal sex way before you were born.” “Zach,” “Please pound this cocky daughter of mine and flood her ass full of your hot cum!”
“Yes,” that is my intent!” “But not before someone else helps me double penetrate this trashy girl!” Joey taps my shoulder and tells me to roll on my back and fuck Monique’s ass from behind with her facing up. Asking if she can take double penetration?” Monique grunts and begs for it.
With everyone watching us, I keep going with a slow and easy pace of fucking Monique’s ass. Joey straddles my legs and slowly slides his cock deep into this slut’s pussy. It only takes a couple of minutes to develop a perfect cadence of fucking.
Soon, Monique’s body cavities are filled with hard cocks. Screaming with pure pleasure Monique grunts each time my cock bottoms out in her ass. Her thin membrane is all that separates Joey’s and my hard cocks. The room is silent, and all eyes focused on our hot fucking.
Monique begs for a cock to face fuck her. Jimmy rushes into the fray and now she is totally stuffed with cock. Sylvia, Davina and Gina hug, kiss, and touch each other as they enjoy the show. Once again, Craig is ready too, and he fucks Gina and Sylvia. His cock stretches their pussy.
Feeling my nuts tightening, I know my cum is about to race up and out of my cock, “I tell Joey to pull out unless he wants my cum all over his body.” As he quickly moves away, Sylvia pushes Craig off and takes Gina’s hand and together, they drop close to Monique’s ass as they wait for my cum. Joey needing to cum for a second time tells Davena to suck his cock. Wanting to please, she opens her mouth wide and awaits her drink of cum. Jimmy yells he is close and we all yell… “Fill her mouth full of cum.”
I’m there and I groan “Oh fuck — here it comes.” Letting my first blast stay inside Monique’s ass, I pull out and fire the last remaining shots of cum over and into Sylvia and Gina’s mouth and face.
Joey blasts his hot cum deep into Davena’s mouth and over her tits and face. Jimmy grabs Monique and fires his cum deep down into her mouth. As she gags, he continues to jump more seed down her throat.
Filled, she pushes him off of her and she turns to Sylvia, Gina and Davena and lets Jimmy’s cum pour out of her mouth and into and over the other’s bodies. She collapses onto the bed and my cum runs out of her ass. Unable to move, she spreads her legs and tells her mom, Sylvia, to eat, lick, suck and clean her up.
Not doing it alone, Gina and Davena also move in and help with the clean-up. Head to toe — mouth to pussy — front and back, the ladies eagerly work to ensure Monique’s body is serviced and clean. And for good measures, Craig let’s his cum shoot over all four of our Italian sexy lovers. It is too hot watching how they lick, suck and drink all the fresh cum off and out of their mouth, tits, pussy and ass.
Joey and I, standing naked and catching our breath, “High-Five” each other. For all the times we’ve partied and fucked before, this a “First” to bag two moms, with their two daughters.
“This night will not be forgotten!!!!”
And then… There’s a knock on the door…
***Both of us freeze… ***Both of us know… ***It is Wilma and Elsa ***Oh Shit!
Not bothering to get dressed, I open the door and say “YES” — In walks Wilma and Elsa. Inviting them to come in for drinks, food and if they want some WILD SEX!!! By their reactions — that was a REALLY STUPID statement.
***Looking at Joey and Me…. ***Looking at our Four Italian Ladies…. ***Checking out the semi-destroyed room… ***Looking at the cum splattered bed sheets and cum on the floor and cum still on the faces of the Italians…***Looking at our other naked team members.
*****BOOM****
The room suddenly feels like a giant volcano rumbling back to life — Ready to EXPLODE its TOP… Joey and I know the SHIT is going to hit the fan — NOW!!!
After five minutes of being called everything bad – spoken in Swedish; both Wilma and Elsa, each grab a bottle of alcohol and begin to take big gulps of the throat burning drink.
With Wilma and Elsa’s fists tightly coiled, they point to our teammates and nod towards the room door…a mad dash of grabbing clothes and shoes takes place and then they scramble to get away.
Next….
Wilma and Elsa walk over to the four Italians and sniff their naked bodies. Laughing and holding their noses — after a single look from Elsa; the four, without saying a word, quickly get up, scramble to the closet, collect their clothes and scamper naked out the door.
Walking to the restroom to see no one is left – Wilma and Elsa look at Joey and myself. They search and find one clean, dry and cum-free bed spread. After placing it on one of the two beds — They look at us — no smile — no gesture — no expressions…
Climbing on the bed — facing each other — acting as if they are alone — they lean forward — hug each other — and begin to remove each other’s clothes — until they – like us, are totally naked. Holding each other tight, their hands and fingers touch each sexy spot — breasts, nipples, ears, tummy, ass, clit, pussy and they do it in such a RAW and meaningless manner. Not a single kiss is shared, not a word of seduction and not a single glance is made towards Joey nor me.
Inebriated Joey and I, to make matters worse; grab a beer and pull up two chairs to sit and casually talk about the tournament, the wild Italians, our next two days off, visiting Athens and so on….
The four of us are now playing a game of “Fuck You” no “Fuck You!”
Finishing my beer, I go take a piss and turn the large shower on full blast. Enjoying the warm water, I care less about what is going on in my room. Washing my hair and face, the door opens and all three of my crazy friends walk in and without speaking join me in the shower.
I moved away from the water and reached for a towel, only to be stopped by Elsa. Looking up she cups my sensitive balls and begins to gently massage my cock. With a smile, I tell her to clean her pussy and ass, if she wants my cock. “My ass?”
I step out of the shower, dry myself and walk naked into the bedroom. Sipping on a new cold beer; I watch and snicker as her sexy and wet body slides up next to me. After taking a sip of my beer, Elsa jumps up into my arms and kisses me deeply and lovingly. Her tiny body slides up to my face.
Having her use the wall to keep our balance, I dive into her pussy and suck, eat, nip and flick my tongue and teeth all over her tiny box. I use my tongue to wet, tease and fuck her tight ass.
Squirming as if to try to get away, the pointed tip of my tongue slowly slides in and out of her virgin hole. Saying, “Zach,” “This feels so nice. Please do more.” Spreading her butt cheeks wider, I tongue fuck her deeper and faster. Her moans grow louder and more frequent.
Getting my little finger wet with her juices, I gently slide it in and up to her sphincter muscle and pull it out. Gasping, she squeezes my neck begging for more. Once again, my wet finger slides in and nudges her tight ass muscle — in and out I finger both her pussy and ass.
Laying her on her side on top of the bed, with my cock deep inside her pussy, I pull on her nipples and tell Elsa to rub her clit. Shaking and struggling to breath, I pull my cock from her pussy and press it against her ass. “Zach!!!” “No, please no! She begs. And then, she pushes her tiny ass back hard against my cock. Back and forth we work to get her tiny ass open and ready for my cock. Pushing hard, I steady her hips as she is now on a mission to let me fuck her ass. I grab her shoulders and with one hard push her sphincter muscle gives way.
Telling her the painful part is over, I lean toward her face, wipe the tears away and kiss her softly. “Zach,” “Now, take all of me!” “Fuck my ass deep and hard.” She confidently states. Out I slide, then in with my cockhead leading deep into her bowels.
Elsa, pants, grits her teeth, howls and screams with each thrust. The deeper I go, the greater her body responds. Using her freely flowing pussy juices as lubricant, allows me to speed up — to drive harder — to ease her pain and to quadruple her pleasure, sensitivity and enjoyment.
Shouting “I’m cumming!” She shakes, trembles, thrashes, mumbles and whimpers. Using my fingers, I relentlessly pound her pussy and simultaneously continue to fuck her tight ass. Telling me, “Baby,” “Please cum in my aching ass.” I begin to pound, grip her hips, bite on her neck and shoulders — faster — kissing — fucking — oh, oh, oh —- “Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!!!”
We cum together. Her supersensitive pussy squirts her cum juice all over me and the bed. I ram my throbbing cock deep into her ass and flood it with rope, after rope, after rope of my cum. Elsa cries out… “This is Amazing!”
Catching my breath — letting her catch her breath; we hold each other tight, enjoying long and passionate kisses and letting this special moment settle into our memory banks. “Oh….” “I feel all of your cum seeping out of my ass.” I grab a well-used fuck clean-up towel and slide it in front of her red and swollen ass hole.
She passes gas as my cum burbles out in a steady stream. Embarrassed, I pulled her close and let her know that it was normal. She laughs and says, “Mister,” “You are the very first — Congratulations!” I ask if she enjoys it and if she feels ok now. Her reply was direct — “Yes and Yes!”
Knowing it is late into the night, I ask, “What time do you leave for the airport?” She says, “Around 4:00 AM.” Looking at my watch, I see it 3:00 AM. Oh fuck! You better hurry and get ready. “Where’s Wilma and Joey?” I ask.
We both slide off the bed and quietly open the restroom door — Only to find both of them naked and sleeping side by side in the bathtub. Laughing, Elsa sits on the toilet and begins to pee, fart and pass much more of my cum into the basin. Flushing the toilet, I lean over and turn the water on in the bathtub.
Now, turning on the bathroom lights, Elsa and I take a really quick shower. By now, Joey and Wilma are feeling the water in the tub and are slowly waking up. Elsa says what time it is and Wilma screams, jumps up, jumps into the shower and then squats and pees on the floor as all four of us are in the shower.
Elsa, finding her dress, shoes and purse, quickly dresses. Wilma, moving slow from an aching back, finally gets dressed. I ask Elsa if she needs help with her luggage and she says no. All she wants is my cell, so we can share our contact information. With Joey walking into the room still naked, we enjoy one final group laugh. Taking Elsa into my arms, we express our mutual thanks, pleasures and enjoyment. Doing the same, Wilma and Joey share one last hug and kiss.
Wilma pulls me into her arms and whispers…. “Did you enjoy her tight ass?” I did not respond. So, just like that, our Swedish lovely ladies close the door, and they are gone.
Looking at Joey, I yell… “Get some damn clothes on you pervert.” 4:00 AM and we still have eight more days to enjoy Greece.
But first, I need sleep! — Lots of sleep!
“Joey, wake me up at noon!”
***THE WEEKEND IS FOR FUN***
Finally waking up on Friday, at around 1:00 in the afternoon; I drag myself to the shower and let the water awaken my body and mind. It dawns on me; we have the next two and a half days off before the Women’s Volleyball Tournament begins on Monday.
Clean, I rummage to find some non-smelling clothes. Once dressed, I call Joey, waking him up and telling him to hurry and meet me at the pool side to grab some lunch — I’m famished!
While sitting by pool and waiting for Joey; it quickly becomes apparent, all the men’s tournament participants have departed. Likewise, the number of European vacationers on-site is drastically less. To think, in the next 24-hours, there will be a major influx of military women, from all parts of Europe, and tourists, all racing to join the fun in Glyfada and this beautiful hotel, resort and beach.
My phone rings and it is Gretchen calling. “Hello…my sweet lady!” I speak. That did not impress her, and I can immediately tell she is upset with me or something involving me. “So, you let my mother push you away from me!” She angrily states. “Why did you not call back — again and again and again, if required?”
Asking her to let me speak, please…. “I called, two nights ago and your mom answered the phone.” Knowing it was me calling…She said, “Your injures are not healing as expected.” “You have a high fever, you are in great pain, you must take a sleeping pill to get any rest and when you think of or hear of my name — you get all upset and cry without end.”
“Yes,” “This is all true!” “But “YOU,” help me get past all these negative injury issues.” Gretchen said. “I count on you to help me know” – “I will be OK!” She’s crying now and I feel bad. Me saying…
“Your mom also shared about your “Boy Friend” being so strong and present every day to assist you.” “Bull Shit!” “That is so not true!” Gretchen almost screams. “He and his mom visited one day.” “He sat with me in my bedroom for twenty minutes and then he left!” “I haven’t heard anything from him since that day.
“Gretchen,” “The absolute last thing I want is to somehow — someway, hurt your feelings or damage our friendship.” I speak. “Friendship?” “Oh….now I understand,” “All we will ever be are friends!” She cryingly mumbles. Now, I get it! She wants a relationship with me. Wow! What can I say without causing more pain?
The silence — her silence rips at me! “Let’s do this…” “Let me get next week’s tournament completed.” I suggest. “Then, I will fly back to and stay in Madrid to work for a week.” “Then, on that Friday evening, I’ll fly to Munich.” “On Saturday and Sunday” – “I will smother you with kindness, passion, humor and HOPE!” I recommend it. More silence — She drives me crazy as she processes her thoughts. Finally, she says… “Ok!” “I understand that is the best we can do — right now.” Right now?
Sounding a bit more positive, Gretchen says, “I do not care what my parents say or think.” “I want you to hold me!” “You, got it!” Was my honest response. “So,” “I need you to not worry about us.” “We are fine!” “I need you to focus on positive healing and trust your body will be good as new soon.” My honest words of encouragement.
We discuss many topics and personal feelings and worries. But we avoid the elephant in the room — the volleyball tournaments. This subject can be addressed later. She’s sleepy, so I blow her a kiss and tell her I miss her — which is true. We promise to talk very soon. Bye.
Joey sits and looks at me. “Dude?” “What the hell was that all about?” Before, I can answer — he answers “Gretchen!” Let’s quickly change the subject!
“Joey…” I speak. “In all the years of our friendship and sportsmanship, we’ve experienced a hell of a lot of partying, fun and sex.” “But, this week,” “Is the “Winner-Winner-Chicken-Dinner,” “Of all the wild shit we have experienced” – “EVER!” Laughing, Joey just moves his head left to right and back again, in total agreement.
Two and a half days of free time before we go back to work near Athens, Greece — “Fucking A!” “Hey,” I speak, “Have you ever toured Athens and all the Greek antiquities?” “I haven’t – Neither has Joey.” “Let’s go play tourist for a few hours this afternoon.”
We approach the hotel’s concierge desk and request someone to take us on a private tour of Athens. “When?” They ask. Hmmmmm “Now.” We reply. “Sirs, we cannot arrange for that with such a short notice.”
Seeing that the dollar is at its all-time high against the Greek’s Dracma, it’s like we are playing with house money – we politely say, “We will pay double…!”
Twenty minutes later, the resort’s General Manager’s daughter and her best friend, head out towards Athen’s with Joey and I squashed together in the back seat of this tiny sports car. Both girls are university students, both speak excellent English.
We are the first real American guys they have encountered — outside the resort and both girls are too damn beautiful. Cassia is the driver’s name, and she is 22 years old. She’s studying to be a doctor. Her best friend’s name is Lyra. She is 21 and will graduate from her university in the Summer. She is studying to be a biochemist.
Both girls have beautiful long black hair, big darkish green eyes, the awesome Mediterranean skin color, super slim and sexy figures, and both are very single. Their comment.
It is such a fun afternoon; driving and walking, driving and hiking, driving and crawling – as we visit one historical Greek site after another, and of course we visit The Parthenon, The Erechtheion and The Ancient Agora.
By the end of the fourth hour, we are all burnt out on sightseeing. Asking if Cassia or Lyra are in a rush to get back; and with them saying no, we challenge them to take us to the most authentic and delicious Greek restaurant for drinks and dinner.
Foregoing all the suspect tourist restaurants, Cassia drives up and down the surrounding mountains until we reach this tiny white building sitting on top of a high mountain. Leading the way inside, each girl takes one of our hands and tells us to keep our eyes closed until they say we can open them. Cassia stops, shrieks, and quickly pulls my head down so I will not hit the low restaurant’s door entrance.
Once clear and seated, the girls say, “Open your eyes.” Like an image from a world-class travel magazine; this tiny building not only sits atop the mountain; its awesome multilevel decks, tables, dance floors, fountains, and walking paths magically transcend down the other side. The panoramic view captures the blue sea waters below, multiple olive orchards, rows upon rows of people’s white tiled roofs of their home, and part of Athens.
Lyra, seeing that Joey and I are almost speechless and captivating, says, “This is nothing!” “Just wait until sunset and beyond.” Cassia says, “And,” ‘Just wait until dinner!” “It’s absolutely delicious and amazing!” Telling Joey, “We need to pinch ourselves.” This statement is lost in translation. “It all looks, sounds and smells too good to be true.” I clarify.
“Plus,” “We have the honor of being with two amazingly beautiful ladies.” Lyra punches Cassia in the arm and says, “See,” “I told you they would like us and flirt…” We all broke out laughing so hard.
The wine, salad, bread, meat, fish, veggies, and dessert taste heavenly. Being totally stuffed, we cannot stop thanking the ladies. They enjoy us recognizing and calling them “Ladies!” A spark flashes in their eyes each time that word is spoken.
Telling us we have one last place to visit before our tour ends, Cassia drives back down and up the local mountains until she pulls in and stops the car at this overlook.
Cassia takes my hand and Lyra takes Joey’s hand. Leading the way, Cassia takes us down this small pathway, until we turn the corner, and then, the beauty of the night presents itself — Athens is vibrantly illuminated with yellow, red and green colors, hues and shadows. Breathtaking does not adequately describe the visuals.
Stepping in front of me, Cassia takes my hands, and, after asking if it is ok, she wraps my arms around her and draws her back close to my body. This moment will register as one of those “Oh, My God!” experiences for the rest of my time. Cassia’s hair smells amazing, her dark skin feels so soft, her, now comfortable voice sounds seductive without even trying to be seductive and the way she gently grinds her body next to mine is getting me hard.
Trying to be a gentleman, I ask if she feels comfortable next to me. Her answer was abrupt and quite candid. Letting go of my hands, she turns to me and immediately begins to kiss me. Her kisses are hypnotic and so delicious. Running my hands over her back and shoulder sends chills throughout our bodies.
Catching her breath, and realizing we need to slow down, she says, let’s go find Lyra and Joey. Understanding her response, I tell her that is a smart thing for us to do. Giving Joey a heads-up on our approach to them, I whistle loudly a couple of times. Cassia understands what and why I am whistling; so, she begins to sing a Greek song. Kissing her quickly, we both laughed so hard. Seeing Lyra and Joey shuffling their clothes, we know, they were being very naughty.
Having previously paid the hotel for the tour guide, when we arrive back at the resort, Joey and I attempt to give them money as a tip. Sensing this is almost an insult, I explain in our culture this is commonplace. Cassia agrees and says, “It is the same way here,” “Except,” “I never have dinner, drinks, romantic walks and kisses and hugs with our clients.” Busted! We all laugh.
Confirming what they already know, Kyra asks, “So, both of you are here all next week volley balling?” “Yes,” we will leave next Sunday.” I respond. “Great!” Cassia says. “We will see you again, if you like?” “Like!!!!” “Hell, yeah, we like! I read Joey’s mind. We exchanged cell numbers so we can stay in touch. With one last kiss and hug, we watch the ladies drive away.
“I never experienced an afternoon and evening quite like this.” Joey says. “Me neither!” “What a night and look we are very sober.” I speak. “Let’s go get a beer!”
By now, the hotel management, restaurant team, house band, pool staff and bartenders all call us by our first name. Giavanni is a huge and robust man, and he serves as the lead outdoor bartender. He often gives Joey and I shit over all the women we rotate through during our first week.
Tonight, he takes special delight in asking about our VIP Athens sightseeing tour and our special hostesses. Letting him know we received Five-Star care and treatment; he goes, “The big boss, Cassia’s father, NEVER lets her get near any of our quests.” “Much less, letting her escort two American military volleyball players.” I respond saying, “Both, Cassia and Lyra, are real ladies and that is how we treat them — like real ladies.” “Real Ladies….” “I like that thought.” Giavanni says.
Joey asks, “So,” “Why and how do you know about our tour?” Giavanni laughs so hard and says, “I am the head bartender at this resort.” “It is my job to know everything, about every guest!” He tells us to lean closer and he whispers, “Just like I know the maid staff had to change out someone’s entire bed linen, bedspreads, and towels, because there was too much sex residue left everywhere.”
Slapping my back, he laughs and says, “You two are my male sex heroes!” “All I can do here is work, talk, watch and wish; every time I see all the beautiful women every day.”
Calling it an early night, I head to my room and gather all my dirty laundry into one large bag. Calling the front desk, I plan for the clothes to be secured, washed and returned in the morning.
Crawling into my bed, I enjoy the fresh smell of clean bed sheets. Lastly, I send Cassia a text thanking her and expressing my enjoyment of spending time with her. Immediately, she responds saying she feels the same way. Asking about our plans for tomorrow? I replied saying we are free until Monday morning. With a smile emoji, she writes, “Great,” “Tomorrow,” “We have a small surprise for you!” “Sleep Well!”
My last thought of the night… Gretchen, Sylvia, Monique, Gina, Davena, Elsa and now Cassia — Some may call me a dog or worse. But I am simply happy to share a small and special time with each one of these unique and beautiful ladies. And, yes, I am appreciative for all the hot and intense special private time as well.
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With a great night’s rest, I am ready for Saturday and all the fun we can discover. Calling sleepyhead Joey, I tell him I’m going for a run along the beach, “Do you want to go?” Already anticipating his negative response, I am shocked when he says, “Yes!”
Within fifteen minutes, we walked through the resort and hit the beach, beginning our run. Passing by all kinds of docks with multi-million-dollar yachts tied and secured, it’s easy to remember, in Greece, there are those who have it and those, who unfortunately, live without.
Even at this early time in the morning, we pass fellow runners of all shapes and sizes, workers preparing their boats for tourist day trips, vendors setting up their small restaurants and outside tables and chairs, crews cleaning and maintaining various para-sail boats, fishermen in their small boats heading out for a hopeful and successful day of fishing, and small bakeries, with the intoxicating smell of fresh breads. It feels great to be alive…!
Back at the hotel, while sitting outside and waiting for our breakfast to be served; Joey hits my arm and says, “Look,” “Here’s the first bus load of American volleyball players arriving.” These girls must be from up north. They are all pale skin colored, except for the few black players.
We can hear their excitement, as they talk about getting into the water and enjoying the bright sunshine. I tell Joey, “For the next day or two, let’s not tell anyone we are associated with the tournament or that we are also military members.” Knowing some ladies will go topless. They will freak out when they find out we are refereeing their tournament.
Smiling and saying hello to each group of new arrivals, it appears week two will also have its share of lovely women, with most of them desiring to do their wild thing.
As Joey finishes eating, I call Gretchen to say hello and check-up on her. Her mom answers the phone, but this time she is open and rather friendly. She updates me on Gretchen with some good news and some not so good news. I remind her the women’s volleyball tournament starts in two days and this might make Gretchen sad or frustrated. Thanking me, she hands the phone to Gretchen. We spent the next few minutes talking about this and that. She cheerfully lets me know; her booty is no longer sore. Having James, the tournament director calling, I must end our conversation and answer his call.
“Hey Zach,” yes sir. “I have a big favor/task I must ask for your help.” Ok. “Well, here goes.” “General Raintree’s, who is the Vice Commander of the European Forces, daughter, is in Germany now, home from college for the summer.” Ok. I’m wondering what that has to do with me. “Kerri is 21 years old and a standout athlete at her university.” Ok. “She wants to be here — as in Greece, with no chaperone, no security detail, and playing on one of the weaker volleyball teams.” “After throwing a fit or two, her father gave in and now she is inbound arriving late this evening.”
“I’m so screwed,” I say loudly to be clearly heard. “Yes,” “Yes, you are screwed.” Says James.
“But it what it is — what it is,” and “Seeing you are the most experienced participant and the senior ranking military officer here; this hot mess falls directly into your lap.” Knowing I have no options, I tell him to email me the details and I’ll make it work.
“Fuck — Fuck — Fuck” – “I am so screwed!”
Joey asks, “What the hell is wrong now?”
I say, “Get this…!”
21-year-old college student – General’s baby girl — Arriving late tonight — No chaperone — Playing on one of the weaker teams AND I’m tasked to help her have fun, keep her safe and know, she is a spoiled brat.
“Yeppers!” “You are totally screwed!” Thanks Joey.
I am still wearing my sweaty running clothes as I approach the registration desk. “Oh Mr. Zach,” the older man behind the counter states. “We hope your last-minute VIP tour yesterday was perfect.”
Hell, news spreads fast around here. “How may I help you?” “I need to have a separate room assigned next to my room — even better if it has a connecting inner door.” Looking into the reservation system. “I am so sorry, but all our rooms are already assigned.”
Keeping my temper under control, I attempt to explain the situation — again! “With great respect,” “May I speak with the Resort Duty Officer, please!” “Yes,” “Of course.”
Minutes later, we discover the “ONLY” suitable solution is for Kerri and me to share the only remaining full-sized suite. She will have her private restroom and bedroom; we will share a common living space and I will have my own private restroom and bedroom.
Forget the costs…. The General’s baby daughter comes first!
So, the question now is… do I shower in my old room, or do I wait until I move all my stuff into the suite? I will go with the latter.
After completing my room change and showering, I give James a call and I update him on the room situation and confirm her airline and flight number, etc., arriving at 9:15 this evening AND someone other than me is picking her up and bringing her directly to the hotel. Correct? Yes, Correct!
Ok, I still have time for some fun. Throwing my trunks on, I headed down to the pool or at least I thought that was what I was going to do. Half-way to the pool, Cassia and Lyra call and ask if Joey and me are up for some water fun. Only telling us to be at the pier behind the resort in an hour — another unknown moment of excitement awaits us. Calling Joey, I say… “Hey,” get your trunks on…!”
An hour later, we are at the pier… Waiting for our new friends to show up. And, when they arrive, both Joey and I are stunned to see what they are, or better, are not wearing. Stunning, both Cassia and Lyra are wearing the tiniest string bikini bottom, with an ultra-thin white blouse that leaves little to imagine as we admire their beauty. Giving and getting hugs and kisses, they ask… “Are you ready to play with us?” Both Joey and my eyes burst with anticipation and excitement. Catching on to our thoughts, Lyra, laughs and says, “Not that kind of playing?” “At least, not at this moment!”
Grabbing our hands, they lead us out onto the pier until we come to the last boat — such an inaccurate description, where there are 6-7 other fit men and beautiful women. One guy, introduces himself and graciously invites us to board his … “His Big Ass” Yacht. Pushing us on-board, Cassia and Lyra both say, “they will not bite — enjoy!” Cassia, being the gracious lady she is, tells everyone Joey’s and my story of being international volleyball players (cough), American Air Force officers and two fun guys. One girl in the back yells, “Great!” “Maybe we will win today.”
Looking at Cassia, she half-smiles and laughs, saying “Do not get mad, but we want to use your volleyball talents at this local tournament we are playing in today.” Hugging me, she says, “Please!” and then they all say, “PLEASE!” How can we refuse? Immediately we feel the engines come alive and soon, we are motoring across the waters.
Cassia, now leaning against me, tells and asks…. “Here, in Greece, women have no problems going topless. It’s part of our culture. Will it bother you and Joey to see Lyra, me and lots of other girls topless?” Smiling….A Really Big Smile; I say, “We’ve been here for a week and every day, we see women going topless. So, we will be ok!” Cassia, unbuttoning her top and getting ready to take it off says…. “But” “You,” haven’t seen me topless!” 😊
WOW…!!!
She not only takes her blouse off, but she also turns toward me and literally asks me to view them, to touch them and to become comfortable seeing them. Seeing? “I want to touch, lick, suck etc., on them I whisper.” Kissing my ear, she says, “Maybe later…Tease!” We meet up with Lyra and Joey, both lying on some boat pillows. With her top still on, Lyra says, “See Joey,” “I told you she is proud of her perfect breasts.” “Ok,” “It’s my turn,” Kyra announces, and she bashfully removes her blouse, which allows us to view and enjoy her smaller sized breasts — but her nipples are amazingly long.
Smoothly sliding across the sea, it doesn’t take long to reach a small private island; with one unbelievable house, multiple pools and three awesome sand volleyball courts. Kyra tells us to just go with the flow of fun, drinks, food, volleyball and kissing and hugging. “Kissing and hugging?” “Oh, yes,” “We are a very close group of people.” She says as she runs to her friends.
Walking around and meeting so many nice people, I feel bad not being able to speak in their native Greek language. This place is beautiful and everywhere you turn you see beautiful topless women. Marco, I think that is his name, comes over and asks if we are really willing to play. Saying, yes of course, we go find Joey and we meet up with our team.
Cassia and Lyra are laying out by the pool, and we know they are watching us intently.
Meeting our team, they tell us to not say anything about our volleyball talents. The other team normally wins because they always bring a couple of strong players. We have four men and two very “HOT” girls on our team. Joey and I worked hard to help our teammates hit winning shots. Being able to easily identify their ringers, when it’s available we apply extra power hitting the ball at them or making them dive in the sand. We easily beat the first team and now we drink a cold beer and talk with our ladies.
It is such a turn-on to casually sit and chat with Cassia and knowing her awesome breasts are just there for my enjoyment. She sits up and asks me to rub lotion on her. Rolling her long hair up in a bun, she sighs the first time she feels my hands on her neck and shoulders. Looking over shoulder and down her front, I am amazed at the fullness of her breasts. They are full, but there is no sag. She fakes a cough and says, “Focus on what you are doing? I asked her to lie down on her stomach.
My…! Her natural beauty runs head to toe, without a blemish. Kissing her neck as I rub oils up and down her spine causes Cassia to squirm and softly moan. As I slide my hands over her tight ass, I feel her contracting her butt muscles. “Zach,” “Please come here.” she requests. As I move towards her, she turns over and spreads her legs wide. So wide, her tiny thong is unable to contain her full and puffy lips. Knowing I am watching her, while looking into my eyes, she slowly pulls the tiny bikini to one side.
My, Oh, My!!!! —- Cassia’s body is Perfect!
She whispers… “I want to see you! – All of you!”
“Right Here — Right Now?” I ask —– “Yes, please!” She answers.
Walking next to the top of the lounge where she is now sitting, I begin…
“Stop!” “I will do that!” Cassia states.
Knowing that everyone is now watching Me — hmmm — watching Us — Is such a rush! My long cock feels longer — My thickness feels thicker — My mushroomed cock head feels twice the size. This is a very erotic moment for certain. Standing next to Cassia, she looks at me and says, “I promise,” “This is a total first for me — but I cannot control my lust for you!”
Pulling my trunks down, she leans forward and immediately works to suck my entire cock into her mouth. Without losing her contact, I straddle her body and am now able to lower my mouth to her totally smooth pussy. This is heavenly, the taste of her sweet pussy juice, coupled with her seduction of my cock is almost overwhelming. The deeper she deep throats, the further and faster my tongue and lips work to please this, Goddess.
Looking up, I see nude Lyra riding on top of Joey, plus there are several other couples and threesomes. With a major surprise, I feel Cassia’s tongue sliding between my cock and ass. Pulling me down further, she begins to lick and tongue my bung hole. This action prompts me to use my long fingers to rub her G-Spot as I lick and tease her ass hole. Moaning wildly now, Cassia says, “Zach,” “I need your cock inside me.”
Without hesitation, I turn to see my beautiful Cassia longing for me, needing me, craving me and to honestly know, I feel the exact same emotional desires and needs. Slowly kissing and holding her, our bodies mesh together as lovers. Her hands rub and grip my shoulder and neck — we begin to grind, we begin to squash, we begin to hump, we begin to fuck… My cock is now slowly and gently opening her sexy folds as her juices combine with my precum, making it easier for me to slide into her raging furnace of passion.
Deeper I slide in… Faster we both press… Louder our moans increase… My thickness expands her vaginal walls… Her fingers dig into my ass… Take me she begs… Oh, yes Lover… Hitting her uterus causes both pleasure and mild discomfort… Pulling out and sliding faster back in… Our pace quickens… Our groans become more ragged… Invading her womb… Crying out in lust — in need — in sexual overload… We both groan and explode in wild convulsions of sexual release… My cum explodes into her womanly cavern… Her juices wash over my nuts and down my legs… Shaking, we both cling to each other… Peace and satisfaction overtake our heart and mind… We Made Love!
Woah……! That was so perfect and pleasing.
Wiping our sweat off each other and now softly kissing and laughing about nothing — we are happy.
Weird, yes! Weird to the point we made love out in the open with many strangers watching and applauding. We both stand and jokingly bow to our admiring viewers. Holding Cassia close, we make our way to an outdoor shower enabling us to wash away our sweat and fluids. What a fun and exciting afternoon.
As I drink a bottle of cold water, my volleyball team says we are ready to play another team. Looking for Joey, I see him enjoying the shower. Yelling at him, we all tell him to forget being clean — it’s time for more volleyball. Evidently this team knows Joey and I are not routine players with our team. An ensuing argument begins and it’s easy to see how competitive and passionate the Greeks are about their volleyball.
With tempers calming down, we begin to play. After two close plays at the net, I tell Joey to watch out, the other team plays dirty, and I know they will be happy to injure one or both of us. On the very next play as I jumped to spike the ball, one player from the other team took a hard swipe at my ankle, while I was landing. Of course, all my team charge the net giving this guy hell. I dust the sand off me, telling my team it is all great and then I stop and smile at this punk.
Karma can be a Bitch!
A few plays later Joey sets me the ball fast and short, right above the net and I put all my energy spiking the ball as hard as I can. I hit this guy squarely right above his nose. He fell backwards like a fallen tree. As his team helps lift him up, I simply stand there and smile as I did before. He walks away holding a towel to his bleeding nose and his team follows with their heads hanging down.
Cassia walks over to me smiling and gives me a big hug and kiss and then says…. “What, you Americans cannot play fair?” Knowing she is joking; I pick her up and leap into the deep end of the pool. While under the water, I reach and pull her tiny bikini bottom off her sexy body. She comes up gasping and splashes water in my face. Telling her to use the side of the pool to keep herself from sinking, I slid behind her and began to rub and explore her wonderful body. Sliding underwater, I kiss her feet, suck on her toes, bite on her ankles and nibble my way up her warm body. Coming up for air, she immediately hugs and kisses me. Asking her to turn her body towards me, I go under again, sucking gently on her nipples, rubbing her tummy, playing with her clit and spreading her legs wider.
Coming up again for air, Cassia says, “Zach,” “I cannot take anymore.” “Put your big cock inside me! Please…!” Letting my trunks fall to the bottom of the pool, while kissing her, I use my fingers to gently open her pussy lips. With only a couple of attempts, my cock races deep inside her. As she holds on to me, as I hold on to the pool’s edge, she tightly wraps her legs around my lower back. Together, we slowly move back and forth, kissing, whispering sweet words of passion and lust into each other’s ear, not wanting this moment to end and letting our closeness sear our memory.
We feel each other, our bodies are in total harmony, we know our climax is rapidly approaching and we know we cannot stop…. We cum together! We are not fucking; we are making love. Wow! What am I doing? More so, what am I feeling?
Diving to the bottom of the pool, I retrieved both of our missing swim wear. Helping Cassia put her bottom on correctly, she thanks me and then climbs out of the pool and walks over to her girlfriends and lays my trunks on a table. Being a fun sport, I slowly stroke my cock to get it hard and then I proudly walk to the table, while not breaking eye contact with Cassia. Reaching for my trunks, one of the girls say, “Oh, not so fast cowboy!” “We want to see what has made Cassia scream, moan and cum all afternoon.”
Great! Now, she is all red and embarrassed. After being touched, stroked and lightly sucked by the girls, Cassia gets to help me with my hard cock. Cheering her on to not let this beautiful hard cock go unused, she sits on her knees and begins to stroke me, suck me, lick my slit, rub her tongue all over the head and cup my balls. Working hard, she struggles to get my cock fully down her throat.
Two girls slid beside Cassia and offered their services. Now, Cassia is sucking me with another girl, and the third is sucking my nuts and eating my ass. I was in heaven. Knowing I wasn’t going to last long, I tell them I’m going to cum — they all looked at my cock and opened their mouth wide. I stood and fired off rope and rope of cum, giving each girl plenty of my American cum. When my cum is done, they all get close and lick and suck me clean. I’m tired.
Resting against Cassia, she says we need to leave soon to get back to the hotel. Then it dawns on me, it is 9:45 Sunday night. I hope the hell brat Kerri arrived on time.
Aboard this amazing yacht, cruising back towards the pier and with Cassia sleeping in my arms, my phone rings and upon answering — without even a hello …. “Just who the hell do you think you are? “There is no fucking way, “Zach,” I am sharing a suite with you.” “Get your ass to this hotel, NOW!!!” “I am not impressed — not impressed one fucking bit!” “Do you know who I am?” CLICK!!!!
“Volley Balling” – Week Two – ****HELL WEEK***
Coming Soon.