The mysterious fisherman leads me by the hand down the dark, winding road, away from the main part of town. I’m still lightheaded from my orgasm in the alley, and my heart races with excitement at what I think is about to happen. I can’t stop thinking about the way he grasped his cock and squirt his cum all over me like a common whore. *I want to feel him shoot his hot cum deep inside me.*
He leads me to a simple house off the main path. He opens the door and beckons me inside. The small home is adorned with simple, airy décor, with classic, old Greek furniture. I don’t dwell on the details too long. He leads me to a bedroom and shuts the door behind us.
My breath picks up. *I’ve come into the home of a stranger, someone I can’t communicate with. And I fully expect him to fuck me. I want him too. Please.* He pulls me close to him and kisses me tenderly, caressing my hair as his tongue flirts with mine, then slowly bites and sucks on my lip. His kisses grow rougher. One hand grabs me by my braid and tilts my head back, forcing a moan from my throat. His other hand drops to my ass and squeezes me, followed by a sudden slap that sends shivers down my spine to my cunt, making me whimper and pant.
He slips off my dress and stands back to scrutinize me, hungrily devouring me with his piercing eyes. I flush, standing naked in the stranger’s room while he is fully clothed. His eyes meet mine and in a rough voice growls, «τι κάβλα είσαι εσύ;» I have no idea what he’s said, but the way he’s said it makes my stomach flip and my cheeks blush redder. Involuntarily, I squeeze my thighs together for the sensation. I’m slippery with desire.
His hand moves to his waist band, pulls out his twitching cock, and pumps it with his fist twice. He grabs me by the hair down and nudges me downward, never breaking eye contact. I get on my knees and look up at him. I wrap my swollen lips around the tip and slowly glide my mouth down his shaft, covering him with my spit. I grab his shaft and rub it as my hot, wet mouth teases the head of his cock. I look up, straight into his eyes, and lick a drop of precum up the tip. He lets out a soft groan as his eyes roll back and he pets my hair. I grab his hips, suck him more, deeper and deeper, until my throat is filled and I have to pull back to stop from gagging.
Grabbing him again, I move downward putting his balls in my mouth, one at a time. He mutters something that sounds like a curse, and I can’t help but smiling to myself, knowing that I’m torturing him with my mouth. He reaches down and kneads my nipple. I cry out in surprise, but he cuts me off by pushing my head back down, fucking my face with his throbbing cock. I’m slobbering all over him now, deepthroating him the best that I can, tears stinging my eyes from the effort.
He tugs upward on my braid and I stand only for him to push me back on the bed. His clothes come off and again my breath hitches at his body, how tan and lean it is. His jaw is clenched with intensity, his muscles flexed. I can now see the sharp V trailing down to his pulsing dick.
He kisses my pussy again, then slides two fingers into me, moaning at how wet I am. He teases my clit with his thumb and then his tongue while fucking me with his fingers again. I’m overly sensitive from my earlier orgasm, so I expect to be cumming again in no time. With some effort, he slowly pushes a finger into my tight little asshole, and I feel myself tightening. “Oh God,” I manage to stutter. He slows down, and teases me with a smug laugh and crooning voice, «αααα τι σου κάνω μωράκι μου;»
I whine at the emptiness and need I feel when he removes his fingers from me. He brings his fingers up to my mouth and pushes them in, forcing me to taste myself. He watches me, panting, eyes dark, then grabs my legs and places them on his shoulders.
I am fully exposed, open, accessible to him and whatever he desires. I feel a flush surge on my skin from my shyness, but it’s too late for that. This stranger has already seen me bare. He has probed, sucked, and tasted my most intimate parts. He may be a mystery to me, but he practically owns me.
My cunt dribbles as he teases my opening with his cock, barely pushing the tip in, before withdrawing it and then doing it again. Finally, with a delectable groan, he pushes all the way inside me. I’m so wet, he slides right in, effortlessly, but his girth still stretches me out, my pussy walls hugging him. Slowly, he pulls out then pushes back in, over and over. He leans down and kisses me deep, moaning with his thrusts.
I am once again a whimpering mess, muttering “oh my gods” and “fuck yeses” as my back arches upwards and my eyes roll back. If feel him take one of nipples into my mouth and I can’t help but shudder and moan as he nips and teases at it.
He pulls out and moves his finger in a circle letting me know to turn around, so I do, and get on all fours. I gasp as I feel his breath on my cunt, his stubble teasing my folds. His tongue dips in momentarily, but soon he’s positioning himself behind me and before I know it he thrusts deep inside me once again. He only gives me one stroke, before teasing me with his head, so I start backing my sweet little pussy around his dick, fucking *him*. He groans, grabs me by the hips and ass and takes the lead again, pushing into me hard and fast. As he fucks me, I can feel his cock growing bigger inside me. He’s reaching so deep inside me, I cry out in a painful pleasure, unable to keep quiet.
He pounds me hard and persistently, and I can hear his breath quickening, his moans coming out louder and erratically. It’s clear I’m pushing him to his limits and he’s getting close. Knowing that turns me on so fucking much, I feel myself begin to tighten as well, a slow build up winding tight in my core. With three final hard and impossibly deep thrusts, I come, dripping honey all over his cock, my pussy squeezing and contracting around him. This pushes him over the edge, and I feel this stranger’s dick tighten then convulse over and over again, filling me up with his hot, thick cum.
* * *
It’s my last day on the island, and I’m embarrassed to say that I saw more of this stranger’s abdomen than I did any of the island sights. I still don’t know his name even though we’ve fucked a good 15 times. We haven’t been able to talk about anything, but having seen my departure ticket, he knows I’m leaving. We walk hand-in-hand, to the port. I expect a romantic kiss goodbye, but instead he pulls me into another alleyway, pins me up against the wall, lifts my dress and gives me a rough and quick goodbye fuck. I cum on his big, pulsing cock within two minutes like the slut I am. One thing is for sure—this stranger will be giving me and my vibrator plenty to relive for months to come.
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