We’ve returned to one of our favorite hotels in Rhodes, for some early summer warmth. The elegant Ammandes Beach Hotel. It sits by the side of the sea, in a smart part of the island. An adults-only hotel, full of well-dressed, affluent, mixed-age couples.
The hotel is quiet, sophisticated, and not too large. The guests often return, year after year. This is our third visit, and will not be our last, given the couple we met and fucked with.
It’s the end of another bright day, and most of the guests have gone back to their rooms. The sun has dipped beneath the palm trees, casting shadows across the immaculate gardens, the beach, and the pool areas.
The air is still warm, and just a handful of guests remain, scattered among the parasols and the comfortable loungers.
Jack and I have spent the afternoon in the gardens, which lie between the pool area and the beach. We are almost on our own, but slightly to our right, next to a low hedge, are the delicious couple who caught our attention earlier in the morning.
We had noticed them at the buffet, and Jack and I exchanged glances of approval.
“Cute,” I murmured at the time. Little did I know how our encounter would unfold.
Jack is now dozing next to me, and I am watching the couple with growing interest. They are a good-looking pair, and I allow myself to be aroused, as I take in their fit, bronzed bodies, lying together.
Younger than us, by at least twenty years, they are attractive, slim, elegant, tall, and smartly presented. The girl, with neatly bobbed blond hair, wears a long, pale blue sarong, split open along her thigh, up to her waist. She has long legs, tanned by the sun.
She is topless, her round breasts tipped with small, brown nipples.
Around her neck is a thin string of gold and a blue stone pendant.
Her feet, with brightly painted toenails, are slipped into soft, golden-coloured sandals. Around her wrist hangs a simple but expensive-looking bangle, studded with glinting stones.
The man, with a tanned, hairless and muscly torso, is clean-shaven, with tousled, dark hair. He wears pink shorts. A casual linen shirt is unbuttoned and hangs openly across his broad shoulders, revealing a strong, flat stomach. He looks wealthy but not brash, and on his wrist sits a watch, fastened with an old-fashioned leather strap.
I notice that the shorts, which are tied at the waist by a thin cord, reveal a promising bulge to the front, tantalisingly stretching the cotton fabric. He evidently has a majestic cock, which appears in need of bursting out into the open.
The couple lie, side by side, in the half-shade, barely a few feet away from Jack and me, their bodies touching.
They have chosen one of the many wood-slatted shelters, alongside the pool, screened from two sides, and open to our side.
They hold hands. I watch out of the corner of my eye, as the man lets go, and takes off his shirt, letting it fall to the ground. He moves his hand to wander over her bronzed, flat stomach, and down the open side of the sarong, to the top of her bikini. She moves just enough to widen the opening of her sarong, the thin material falling to one side. He slips three fingers under the elastic, towards her groin, slightly pushing aside the flimsy fabric, to reveal her trimmed, pale-blond pubic hair.
I move my head to see more clearly, and my line of vision has them both in view. Almost imperceptible, she widens the opening of her thighs for him, allowing his hand to probe deeper. I can clearly see that he pushes two strong fingers into her crack, as she bites her bottom lip in anticipation. The sarong folds open completely, his fingers stretch into her bikini, fully exposing her half- shaved crotch, and her glistening, pink, pussy lips.
She responds, by letting her hand drift, to the bulge in his shorts. She caresses the front, along the length of what is clearly a growing erection.
His firm, bronzed body lies alongside the woman, and he pushes himself and his swollen groin into her waiting hand. She slips her fingers down the front of his shorts, grips his throbbing prick, and starts to fondle his erection.
Transfixed, I am getting wet with excitement. I wish I could masturbate myself, for some relief.
He leans up to face her and happens to glance over, to where Jack and I are lying. A thinly disguised smile crosses his lips as he bends down to the woman and speaks. The woman briefly looks over to us and gives the barest hint of a smile.
They know I am watching, and they don’t seem perturbed.
The man stands up from the lounger. He stretches his torso, the top of his shorts pulls down to the tip of his dark pubic hairs, as he carefully folds his erection back under cover. With a broad smile, he nods his head at us.
Lying on my front, I get up onto my elbows, pulling my top across my tits. He strolls over to where we are lying. He stands over us, his flat, toned belly and bulging groin, so close I am mesmerised.
The man does not seem to mind that his erection is only very slowly subsiding, the outline of his thick prick showing prominently, pushing up the thin fabric of his shorts.
I give Jack a nudge to wake him, and he opens his eyes.
“Hi, I’m Daniel.” The young man beams, with a warm, friendly smile.
I put out my hand to him. “Charlotte, and this is my husband, Jack.”
Jack shakes Daniel’s hand, slightly puzzled as to why we are being greeted by a stranger.
Daniel’s torso and his bulging dick are directly in line with my face, as he continues. “We arrived a week ago. My girlfriend Eloise and I. Lovely spot. When did you both get here ?”
I reply, trying to avert my eyes from his groin. “Three days ago, actually. Just for some warmth, and sun, and fun.”
He smiles broadly, as if sharing a private joke with me. “Well, fun and sun sounds good to us. The perfect combination for a holiday break.”
I roll over onto my back. I’m aware my top slips to one side, allowing a glimpse of my tits. My panties are stretching tightly, into the folds of my vagina, showing the top of my pubic hairs. But I’m enjoying the flirtation.
He makes it very obvious he is gazing down at my body, taking it all in. In my mind’s imagination, I think his prick might be stirring again, the erection growing once more. I feel good that I’m likely the cause of his arousal.
Jack, waking from his slumber, becomes faintly aware of what’s going on and asks. “You both here for the first time?”
Without taking his eyes off me, Daniel replies. “No, we’ve been here before. Love the hotel and the grounds. Always able to find a quiet corner to relax in. Eloise is a sun worshiper, so she needs to get an all-over tan, you see.”
Jack glances over to where Eloise is reclining. She gives a loose, casual wave back.
Daniel leans over me and taps my hand. “We’ve got a bottle and an ice bucket. Why don’t you both come over and join us for a drink?”
Jack is quick to reply. ” What a great idea, We’re right behind you.”
He leaps to his feet, as Daniel helps me up, taking a long look at my body, as he holds me by the hand. We walk the few paces to where his girlfriend is sitting.
There’s a double lounger close by, and Daniel drags it so that it sits alongside them.
He introduces us to his companion, Eloise, who gives us a wide smile. I’m aware she’s appraising us both.
We lie in a row, next to a hedge, and are barely hidden from view from the main hotel, the gardens, and the beach beyond.
Jack and I settle down together, glass in hand.
Daniel sits opposite, Eloise lying by his side, her small, naked tits standing upright, unashamedly proud. Daniel’s shorts ride up his thigh, and the bulge inside them becomes even more prominent, stretching down the side, his cock threatening to pop itself into plain sight.
I can sense that Jack knows very well that this sight excites me, but says nothing.
Daniel raises his glass. “To new friends.”
Eloise clinks our glasses and, with a smile, adds. “To new adventures.”
I tell them that Jack and I haven’t been here for years, but we used to holiday very often, staying in the same room. Daniel and Eloise are easy conversationalists. It’s their second visit, they’ve been together for five years, and they holiday regularly across Europe.
Eloise sits up next to Daniel, allowing her sarong to part itself widely, exposing her long, bronzed legs, which she nestles alongside Daniel’s bare thigh. The setting sun glistens on her blue stone pendant, it lights up her tanned body, and highlights the contours of her little breasts, and their erect nipples.
It’s my turn to sense Jack is getting excited. He smiles broadly and, as we chat, barely lifts his eyes from the space between Eloise’s legs.
The chilled wine flows easily. Daniel seems to know Jack is staring, and by way of encouragement, places a hand high up on his girlfriend’s leg and rubs her thigh.
He asks. “You two been together a long while?”
I answer. “Sometimes feels like it. But we do our best to keep ourselves alive and active.”
“I can see that,” Daniel says, and continues. “Eloise and I have been together years now. We certainly do all we can to have as much fun as we can.”
Jack asks, “What do you both do?”
Daniel answers, “I’m a farmer. I also own a gallery. Eloise is a photographer and a painter. She exhibits in my gallery. Not the only place she exhibits, if you get my meaning !”
Daniel explains that his farmland has unused buildings and that he has converted one of them into an art gallery and photographic studio.
Eloise reaches for her phone. “Let me show you. These are some paintings and pics I made recently.”
She opens the screen to reveal an album of her work.
They all seem to be of Daniel, in various erotic and semi-nude postures. His magnificent, erect cock, features unashamedly. I don’t know whether to blush or give praise at what I see on the screen.
We see Daniel taking a shower in the nude, or half-dressed in a field, or astride a horse. In all the photos, Daniel’s cock appears prominently, partially, or fully aroused. His penis is strong-looking, thick, and straight.
Eloise seems proud of her work. “He’s a perfect model, don’t you think? Lovely body, tight where it needs to be, and look at that prick hanging down between his muscly legs, and his round, fat, ball sacks. Like the marble statue of a Greek god. He’s the perfect symbol of masculinity, don’t you agree, Charlotte ?”
The sun is setting, and the light is dim. Daniel has moved his hand further up her leg, and he brushes the sarong material to one side. Holding her phone in front of us, she has opened her thighs wide, allowing his hand to rest up against her pussy crack.
She leans into us, her bare torso so close, Jack cannot avert his lusting eyes. She continues flicking through the images, holding them up to us.
“Sometimes I paint, sometimes I photograph. But always I get to see his lovely body, and he gets to fuck me afterwards, with his thick, strong prick, don’t you, Dan?”
He smiles down at her, his finger inching itself into her vagina lips, as she squirms slightly, the contours of a growing erection now very visible, along the side of his shorts.
I look over to Jack and hesitate. ” Well, we ought perhaps to let the two of you get it on together. In peace, I mean.”
Eloise, her voice almost panting, replies for both of them as she puts her phone down. She pushes her hand into the top of Daniel’s shorts, down over his pubic hair, and with her slim fingers, pulls out his long, hard cock. It arches, stiffly, into the air, the tip glistening, in the fading light.
She looks at me clearly, deep into my eyes. “Oh, no. Please stay. We enjoy being watched. It’s such fun to share.”
Next to me, I can sense that Jack is slightly taken aback. But I nudge him out of his stupor, and with a gentle nod, I persuade him to stay and watch.
I take Jack’s shoulders and get him to lie down next to me, as we face Daniel and Eloise. I slide a hand down his front, to his crotch, feeling his prick slowly harden. My fingers rub it gently as we watch, murmuring in his ear. “Let’s watch this and have some fun with these two gorgeous people. It’s what they want.”
Eloise pulls down Daniel’s shorts to below his knees. He lies naked, his swollen cock standing proud and erect, above his flat stomach, as Eloise drops her sarong to the ground, and climbs astride, on top of his lap. She has her back to him and is facing me, opening her vagina with one hand, and slowly lowering herself onto him, bracing herself with her taut, tanned arms.
She smiles. “You can help me, Charlotte. Grab his nice, stiff prick, and put it in me. Open me up, and slip it into my wet pussy. Finger me a little first, to make sure I’m nice and wet there, ready for his cock to slide in. But be quick, with you two watching us, I’m so in need of a proper fuck.”
I move away from Jack and ease myself alongside Eloise, leaving Jack to fondle his erection. I dip a middle finger into my cold wine glass, and slip it into Eloise’s vagina, parting the cum-dripping lips and enjoying the silky, sticky feeling. Then, cupping his balls, I take hold of Daniel’s hard cock, and push it into her glistening crack. It slides in easily, his prick juices mixing with the cold wine and her wetness. His penis moves in and out of Eloise’s cunt, alongside my finger, and the combined juices coat my hand.
Above us, the hotel rooms are lit up. We can almost be seen by guests on their balconies, so close to us, which adds to the feeling of eroticism and excitement.
Eloise reaches over, picks up her phone, and hands it to me. “Take some pics, Charlotte. Take some pics of us all, and make them really filthy and rude, so I can add them to our album. Get Daniel’s long prick inside my pretty vagina, and me, bouncing up and down on his strong, muscly thighs.”
I take the phone and move it towards them. Framing their bodies, and filming their fucking. I move the phone to take in Jack, whose erection is being vigorously rubbed by Eloise.
She breathes lightly. “How about you two get it on? My little fingers have got Jack nice and hard for you, Charlotte.”
I take over from Eloise, and lean down, my mouth open, my tongue out, and lick Jack’s hardened penis.
As I look up, taking his throbbing erection in hand, I add. “Now, Jack, shall we put on our own show? Prove to her us oldies can still perform wonders, while we watch these young folk fuck.”
Jack grabs his stiff erection and slips it into my open mouth. He brushes the tip of his cock, dripping with my saliva, running it over my wet lips.
Eloise changes position, lying flat on the lounger, opening her long legs, and allowing Daniel to thrust his cock into her pretty, little, wet, pussy.
She whispers over to Jack, smiling widely. “Not a bad-looking cock for an oldie. Nice and experienced, and still strong and tall. Shall we see how big we can make it, Jack? Nice and hard, for Charlotte. Should be easy, while you’re watching my cunt being fucked.”
Jack groans and pulls his saliva-coated cock out of my mouth, pushing me down onto my back, alongside Eloise.
We are lying side-by-side, our boys on top of us both. Eloise moves one of her hands towards my pussy mound, her fingers tickling my pubic hairs, as they reach my open crack.
Jack’s throbbing prick hovers over me, ready to enter my wetness.
Eloise takes the erection in her hand and smiles. “My turn to make myself useful. Let me guide you. Let’s get that stiff dick into your beautiful wife’s beautiful cunt.”
As Jack lowers himself onto me, Eloise slips his prick in between the sticky folds of my vagina. He pushes himself in, deep into my wet hole.
Eloise murmurs. “Love it. Fucking in the open. You two are wicked, and fit, and naughty, for a couple of oldies. Let’s all cum together, while there is nobody about, but us four. “.
We are fucking, as a group. And it’s exciting and erotic. We are within sight of the hotel balconies and the open-air bar, where evening drinkers are sipping cocktails.
Daniel is the first to orgasm, as he pulls his glistening cock out from Eloise’s wet pussy, and spurts his cum over her bronzed tummy.
Jack and I watch her smear the sticky cum over herself as she murmurs. “This is the best bit, Daniel’s lovely cum all over me. Your turn, Jack, show us what you’ve got in that old prick of yours.”
I thrust my hips into Jack’s groin. I can feel the heat of his throbbing knob, almost about to cum.
Eloise leans over to rub her pretty, bronzed tits over my belly, as she gazes down at Jack’s cock.
“That’s it, Jack. Get that sticky spunk flowing over us both.”
She lets her hand take his cock from my vagina, glistening, and dripping cum. She wraps her long fingers around the shaft, rubbing the lubricated stickiness, until a flash of thick cum splatters over my stomach.
The boys sit back, gazing down at Eloise and me, their erections spent but still upright. Eloise lies over me, wiping the cum from both boys into her skin.
She puts her mouth alongside my ear and murmurs. “One more surprise, just for you, pretty old lady, with a lovely body, and a nice pussy.”
With the boys looking on, she kneels her naked body over mine, pushes my thighs apart, and plunges her cum-covered fingers into my wet cunt.
She whispers. “One more little orgasm, Charlotte, just for me. One girl to another. Something for the boys to watch.”
Jack and Daniel sit alongside me, playing with themselves, their half-erect pricks holding back, ready for a final burst. They masturbate their erections together, each pointing their dicks at my naked body.
I feel my clitoris expertly fondled. Eloise knows how to please; her fingers move smoothly, and I close my eyes as a powerful orgasm slowly rises inside me and shoots through my body.
She laughs. “Love it, Charlotte. Love making you cum for us all. And the boys, look at them, like two naughty little boys. They have shot a new load, just for you.”
I hear the boys groan as they finish themselves off. Their second cum load, spurting over me and Eloise.
We all breathe out, exhausted and spent.
Daniel is the first to speak.
“I say we all meet for a drink, in the hotel bar, in two hours. The rule is, we all go commando. Boys and girls, no boxers, no panties, no knickers. I’ll be checking each of us. Then we can have fun, shocking everyone in the bar, as we secretly feel each other under the table. First one to cum buys the drinks.”
The evening that followed will be another story, for another day. But for now, let me say, Jack and I enjoyed every naughty moment of it. Thank you to the bar staff of the Ammandes Hotel for finding the four of us a quiet corner.
