A day with just Mona and I [MF] Our Greek adventures Part X (Final part)

Link to part IX: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/eq69nc/beach_sex_again_but_better_group_our_greek/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share

I’m going to start off by saying that after that day, we talked a bit and decided that for the remainder of our trip, we would drop all rules pertaining to the four of us. With a kind of don’t ask don’t tell policy attached to it. So far as I know, Jenna and John didn’t partake in anything themselves, though I may be mistaken, I don’t plan on finding out.

Also, this one is quite long before it gets to anything really erotic, but, I feel it isn’t the same without the full backstory of the whole day. Hope you guys enjoy.

We had left the islands behind and had 5 days left to spend in Athens before returning home. Nothing all that sexual happened on the island again, at least nothing out of regular sex with our own partners. In Athens, we had rented out an apartment, a nice big living room and kitchen in the centre, with two bedrooms, each with its own bathroom, off on either side.

What was interesting in Athens was that I ended up spending a lot of time with Mona alone. Her and I loved the museums, literally spending entire days there, whereas John and Jen were good with two hours in one that we could spend 8 hours in. So they would go off to a cafe or shopping while we finished up a couple hours later and rejoined them.

On our second last day in Greece, they didn’t want to go at all to one, so Mona and I went on our own. It was the one we were most excited for too, the national archeological museum. We all went out together for a morning coffee, and then parted ways.

We got there right when it opened, we looked at the various sculptures, mesmerized by them. We were behaving like a couple too, always very close to one another, holding hands, arms around each other as we looked. This was actually something that we had gotten into the habit of doing after the first few days, as well as Jenna and John got in the habit of doing, as it prevented guys from hitting on them. But, there was a sexual energy between us, that was certain, letting our hands linger longer than usual, the odd squeeze and pinch, things like that. We came across a statue of Aphrodite naked and I pointed out how her body resembles Mona’s, she blushed and put her arm around my waist, pressing her large tit against me as she did.

A similar thing happened when we came across a sculpture of Poseidon, her saying that my body looks like that, nudging me with her elbow as I stood behind her, I reached with my arms from behind her and pulled her in close to me, pressing my cock against her ass, making sure she felt it through her dress.

“Well, except for that part of your body.” She said, turning her head around and giving me a naughty smile.

We sat down in the museum cafe and had lunch, a beer, a coffee and cigarette while looking at the sculptures in their garden, discussing what we had seen, and then went back inside to look more. We finished at around 17h, we had spent almost 8 hours there, and made our way back to the apartment.

We get there, and it smelled….sickly. Turns out, John and Jenna had decided to have lunch at some not so great restaurant, and had gotten food poisoning.

“Okay, we’re gonna go for a coffee, and we’ll be back in a couple hours to see if you guys are up for dinner.”

We did just that, enjoying our time together, playing chess over coffee and cigarettes, still very flirtatious with one another, then went back. They were still a mess, John was on the toilet, for apparently the 7th time, and Jenna laying down on the couch, looking like a disaster. We asked them if they wanted us to get them some fast food or whatever, but they said they couldn’t even stand to think of eating, I went to a pharmacy and got them some pills to help them flush it out.

However, Mona and I didn’t want to waste a Saturday night at home with such a lovely city, so after checking with the two of them, Mona and I decided to go out for dinner and then to a bar, or clubbing, or both. We obviously told them to join if they felt better, though, it didn’t seem like that would happen. It was going to be just Mona and I tonight it appeared, and given how we were behaving that day, I couldn’t imagine us with a few drinks in our system.

We went to go get ready, I showered and went to the bedroom to change, but didn’t know how well to dress, I walked over to Mona’s room in my underwear, knocked twice and opened the door. She was bent over completely naked looking through her luggage. I hadn’t seen her naked since our last day on the island, the most I had seen was her in a thong and t-shirt walking around the apartment once. She stood up, showing me her amazing tits again, still nice and tanned, her nipples almost brown, no tan lines whatsover.

“What’s up?” she said, making no effort to cover up, but also acting as if though she had no knowledge how enticing she looked.

“Hey, you shaved!” I said after doing a quick scan of her fit body with my eyes. Her bush was completely gone, she had obviously shaved sometime over the last couple of days, where she had no tanlines before, it was faintly lighter now where her pubes had been, her skin and pussy lips looking as smooth as ever.

“Oh, yeah, it was starting to hurt me now that we’ve actually been wearing clothes for the last few days, besides, John likes it more like this.”

“Oh, well, anyway, what the fuck are you wearing tonight?”

She grabbed a dress in her hand and held it in front of herself, unfortunately covering her tits and cooch as she did so, saying she was thinking about that one, but wasn’t sure if it was too slutty. It looked a bit short, but we weren’t going to a museum or a church, we were going out, so I told her it looks fine.

I went back to my room, put on some dark jeans and a white shirt, then some dress shoes. I went to the living room and lit up a smoke while having a beer while I waited for her, chatting with Jenna and John, asking what on earth they ate (fish), and what they were going to do. They seemed good for nothing, and just had Netflix on the TV in front of them, covered in blankets even though it was over 30 degrees in there.

Mona came out, the dress was short, shorter than it seemed when she held it in front of her, it was skin tight, quite low cut, her nice tits just barely clinging to the fabric which exposed her cleavage. It was halfway up her thigh, if she bent over to grab a pencil or something, half her ass would be out I was betting. She saw me running my eyes up and down her, her long tanned legs, then her body, but seemed to have no reaction to it.

“John, is this too much?” she asked him, shooting me a look sideways.

He looked over his shoulder at her.

“No, you look hot, it’s good.”

“Okay then,” she said, sitting down crossing her legs as her dress rode further up her thigh, putting high heels on one at a time, not paying any attention to me. I started thinking that maybe I had been a bit presumptuous thinking we would be very amorous that night , but looked at her with lust all the same.

She got up, kissed John goddbye on his forehead, and made her way outside, me saying bye to Jenna in the same way, following Mona’s shapely ass out, her dress sticking to each cheek, the partition between them quite obvious, as she walked ahead of me to the door.

We went and had dinner at a local restaurant, really good lamb actually. We stayed there a few hours, discussing the trip but mostly the museums and Athens over coffee once we finished. There was a lull in our conversation for a few seconds, she filled it quickly, abruptly.

“What were you thinking of when I walked out in the dress earlier?”

I let out an exasperated sigh in my head, it was the question I dreaded most from anyone, about anything.

“I have no idea.” I said, truthfully.

“Oh really?”

“Yeah, really. Believe me, I don’t know what is running through my head most of the time.”

She leaned in closer to me, her light brown eyes looking right at me, as a strand of her curly hair went forward into her face, her brushing it away quickly, as she took a sip of her sparkling water through her straw, almost seductively.

“It didn’t look like you were thinking with your head,” she said, a cute grin forming across her face. I smiled back at her, not really knowing what to say, I reached for my pack and took out a cigarette to buy myself some time. I put it in my mouth but didn’t light it, took it out, and spoke.

“What do you think, Mona?”

She leaned in even closer, and in a quiet whisper said:

“I think you were thinking with your dick… and…” she let the word linger. I waited, not knowing what she was thinking, or had been thinking at the time.

I leaned in closer to her, we were only a decimetre apart or so.

“And…?” I whispered back to her.

“And,” she paused, “we said no rules,”

I opened my mouth, not really sure what I was going to say, but she took her index finger and placed it across my lips, hushing me.

“C’mon, let’s go to a bar,” she said.

It was almost midnight when we left and went to a lively bar not too far away. It was dark, smokey, the music quite loud, but not so loud that you had to scream at everyone, though Mona and I used every opportunity to lean into one another’s bodies, holding each other close when we did. Her repeatedly pressing her tits, of which I could feel almost everything through her tight dress, onto me. She would lean backward into me, my hands on her hips. A number of times I started getting hard, and every time she felt it, she would turn around, and either smile, or kiss me on my cheek, or give me a firm squeeze on my stomach.

We started drinking, and met a few people from our country of origin (not Canada, the country we are originally from), and started chatting and drinking with them. Mona and I were still behaving very much like a couple. A few more hugs, holding each other by the waist, and a bit more hand holding, but neither of us making a move. I could feel the tension between us, and her light brown eyes communicated the same to me with each look she gave me. There was nothing short of raw desire between us.

After a couple of hours we made our way to another part of the city to a roof top club. Cabbing it there, my hand on Mona’s thigh as she rested her head on my chest, my other arm around her, holding her close, her tits still pressed up against me as I looked at her breasts between her dress, knowing there was only a centimetre or two of skin between the edge of the dress and her little circular nipple. I was smelling her curly hair, a fresh flowery smell, almost refreshing as it sent tingles through me.

We got there and kept on drinking, quite heavily, though we were still in control, not wasted. We started dancing with one another, proper dancing, though quite touchy, her grabbing me on the small of my back, me running my hand up her thigh a little, touching her neck and arms with my fingertips. As the night wore on, we started getting closer together, I could feel her breath on my face, could make out every pore on her smooth face, as she smiled, her dimples showing. My hands began to run up and down her body more, resting on her ass a few times, as she did the same to me. We were in our own world. I did the math, it was about 18 hours of a constantly escalating tease, for both of us.

We kept on dancing like that for a while, when Mona leaned in, practically putting her mouth on my ear, as I felt her warm breath on it as she spoke.

“What are you thinking?” she asked me, that same god forsaken question again.

I switched to our native language.

“I’m thinking….I’m thinking about how this has gone on long enough, and how I really want to kiss you.”

She pulled her face slightly away from my ear, leaning back, her smile didn’t waver for a second, as she kept on dancing with me without missing a beat, our faces so close now our noses were practically touching, her hands wrapped around my back, holding my shoulders.

“So kiss me,” she said finally.

I thought for a second about how Mona and John may be doing the exact same thing, then remembered that we had come up with a don’t ask don’t tell policy, and forced any thoughts out of my head. I leaned in the few centimetres left in between our faces and lightly kissed her lips, tasting her lipstick mixed with some local alcohol on her. She grabbed me closer and kissed me harder, I felt her tongue rub against mine, tasting her again. We went at it more, for little while, a song elapsed before we stopped and made our way back to our new found friends at the bar and had a couple more deinks. Talked a bit with them, then went back to dancing, but really just constantly making out. I could feel her sweat a bit through her tight dress, I grabbed her long hair with my fingers, ran my fingers through it, squeezed her firm ass, feeling the fabric of her little thong between her cheeks. Mona unbottoned the top two buttons of my shirt, as I felt her hot heavy breath on my chest, which she then ran her fingers on.

We went over to the bar for another round, holding each other close.

“Shit,” she said, at one point, looking in her purse.

“What?”

“I’m out of cigarettes.”

“It’s cool just have one of mine,” I said, pulling out my pack, “fuck….I think I only have three left,” I said, feeling the soft pack between my fingers.

“Okay, let’s go buy some,” she said, “its probably time we left anyway.” It was past 4.

If anyone isn’t a smoker, they probably don’t understand how you will be willing to spend your last cent on a cigarette, even if it means walking home instead of cabbing/taking the metro, thank god we have all quit over the last few years. But, that’s exactly what we did. We were left with 10 EUR and spent it on two packs and a bottle of wine, opting to walk the five kilometres home, while swaying.

We were flirting the entire walk home, making out here and there, groping each other, laughing as we shared the bottle of wine. We playfully pushed one another, tickled each other, it was like we were 15, not pushing thirty, but we didn’t care.

I stopped at one point on a quiet residential street, and leaned her against the wall of a house, there was no one else in sight. I started to kiss her, my hands on her waist, putting my tongue deep into her mouth, slowly, but still with every gram of lust I had been feeling. I felt as Mona’s hands ran up my back, then under my shirt and up it again as she kissed me back. I moved from her lips down her neck, tasting her sweat and perfume as I did. I kept on going down, kissing the skin on her soft smooth tits that was in the opening of her low cut dress. I took a hand and squeezed one, before using a few fingers to move it aside just a few centimetres and exposed her little nipple, I licked it, bit it, and then sucked on it, as I felt Mona’s hands reach under my pants and grab my ass while she softly moaned. I reached under her dress at one point, I felt her little thong with my fingers, wet from her juices, I wanted to move it to the side and go at her right there, but we heard footsteps coming from uphill and saw someone walking toward us. She took me by my hand and we started walking again, faster now, wanting to get back to the apartment to finish what we started. The sun was about to come up when we go there.

When we got to our door we made an effort to be quiet, Mona fumbled around in her purse looking for the keys to the apartment, then dropped them. She bent over to pick them up, me standing behind her, half her ass came out, as I predicted, she was wearing a red little thong, showing between her cheeks, on her lips, which I could tell were already flush, I saw a slight wet spot even on the outside of them. I gave her butt a little pinch with my fingers. Finally, she stood back up, pulled her dress down, and opened the door as we tiptoed in. John and Jenna were dead asleep on the couches, I don’t think anything short of a 7 point Richter scale earthquake would have woken them. We took off our shoes, Mona took my hand and led me to their room. Shutting the door behind her, she went to the bed and sat down, her legs open, her tight dress riding up enough that the red of her thong was showing between her legs, her wet spot visible again.

I made my way to her and squatted at the edge of the bed, our eyes level, I kissed her, softly at first but quickly taking it up a notch, running my hands up and down her smooth thighs, kissing her neck, then biting it lightly. She started to unbotton my shirt, letting it hang open, kissing my chest, running her hands up and down my bare back. I took my head and put it down by her legs, kissing my way up her thighs as she spread her legs wider, I reached under her dress and pulled her thong down, the wet spot even bigger now. I pulled her dress up further, kissing my way to her dripping cooch before I licked her, this time smooth lips, no more hair, tasting her juices much more.

I stayed down for a few minutes, as she ran her fingers through my hair, feeling her breaths getting deeper, then felt her pull me up by my arms. She slid up the bed, and I got on top of her, kissing her as she struggled to undo my belt and drop my pants. When she did, she made her way down, pulled both my underwear and pants down to below my knees and starting sucking on my cock, moaning as she did so, I’m sure some form of lust taking over her as it did me. After a little bit, she moved back up to my face, as I kicked my pants off. I got her to sit up and pull her dress off, her wonderful tits falling down for me as I dove right into them, my hand dropping between her legs as I started to finger her, sucking on her tits, my hard cock pressed up against her while she softly moaned in pleasure.

I stopped for a second, remembering a fantasy of mine I couldn’t do with Jenna, pulling my loose shirt off in the process.

“Are you okay with me titty fucking you?”

She had a big smile across her face.

“Sure, but do that when you’re about to finish, not now.”

“Okay,” I said, and then resumed fingering her, while sucking on her tits, first one, then the other. I started kissing my way down her stomach toward her cooch, feeling her breathing as I did.

“Lets 69,” she said.

I agreed, though I’m not the biggest fan, that tends to lead to long sex sessions, and I was a bit worried about my evil friend, whiskey dick, showing up uninvited.

I layed down and she crawled on top of me, putting my dick in her mouth and slowly going up and down my shaft while she fondled my balls. I focused myself, licking her wet pussy, squeezing her ass, giving it a light smack her and there, before I took the fingers of one hand and slid it inside her, moving them back and forth through her soaking pussy, both of us moaning while we pleasure the other. Me lightly thrusting my cock in and out of her mouth as she took it all in, her pussy moving back and forth across my tongue with the motion of her body.

She got up from on top of me, and turned around, going in a cowgirl position, but not putting me inside her, instead, rubbing her soaking pussy lips across my cock, she bent down, kissed me roughly, and pinned my arms down around my head.

“You’ve been very naughty, teasing me all day,” she spoke, as she kept moving her soaking pussy lips , so flushed already with pleasure, up and down my cock. “I think I you deserve a spanking.”

“You’ve done the same to me,” I said, I felt the grip around my arms tighten, “if anything I should spank you.”

“Just try.” She said, a big smile across her face again.

We wrestles naked, our bodies rubbing against each other, in the blur of motions that passed, we both managed to get a few slaps in on the other’s ass, before I finally managed to pin her down, face down in the sheets, her lovely ass just below me as I sat on it.

“You give up?” I said, my cock rock hard, my balls resting on her ass as I held her arms down. I saw her nod her head. I slid down and slapped her ass, hard, a few times, seeing her tanned skin starting to turn red quickly as she whimpered. I didn’t want to overdo it, and leaned down and gave her firm ass a strong bite, leaving my teeth marks on her cheek.

She spun around suddenly and pinned me down again, sitting on top of me, her pussy resting on my pubic hair. I thought she would insist on spanking me too, as a big smile crossed across her red face, her light brown eyes looking right at mine. She leaned in close to me, her mouth centimetres from mine, and whispered:

“I want to feel your thick cock in me.” I felt her breath on me, before she came in and kissed me. She pulled up a couple centimetres

“So feel it” I said, grabbing one of her tits, my other hand going on her ass pushing her down further onto my cock, its shaft stretching her hairless lips around it, as she started to move back and forth on it slightly again.

She lifted herself up again and continued to grind me like she had been. I could hear her softly moaning, my hands on her smooth thighs now. I wanted to take my dick and thrust into her, but I restrained myself and waited for her.

She looked me straight into my eyes, and I asked her:

“what are you thinking about?” with a grin on my face.

She didn’t respond, she lifted herself up, the muscles in her thighs showing, as I felt them flex underneath my fingertips, grab my bare cock and put it in her. Slowly, first just barely getting the tip of my head in, then slowly sliding halfway down my shaft, before lifting herself up again, uttering a “holy fuck,” panting hard, before going down it again, this time right to my pubes.

She started to ride me, my hands on her ass, squeezing it hard, as she moved her body up and down, slower than I had expected, but her face still showing enjoyment, as she kept her arms on my chest, her supporting herself on them, me feeling quite a bit of weight on them. She continued to go up and down on me like that for a little bit, as I felt my dick stretching her tight pussy, watching it go in and out of her slowly. At one point she leaned down to me, and whispered a nice compliment to me that I’ll keep to myself, between her gasps.

I wrapped one arm around her, holding her down close to me, her big tits against my chest, my other hand grabbing her ass, as I started to rapidly, but not roughly, thrust in and out of her, I heard her whimpers in my ear as I kept going, sharp, but quiet, like a hoarse whisper. I felt her hands squeezing my shoulders, her nails digging into me. I kept going for a few minutes then slowed down. She rose up and starting going up and down on me again, her abs showing their definition as she moved, her hand sliding between her legs for just a second, before she put them on me, continuing to ride, putting in a slight grind here and there, her moans becoming louder, then me indicating with my hand she go quiet so we don’t wake anyone. I saw her lips forming an O, then clenching her teeth, her eyes shut, as she continued to ride me, then her face that I already knew so well, as she orgasmed, I felt the area around my cock get wetter.

She came down onto me panting, her tits right up on me again, as I ran my hands up and down her sweaty back and ass, running my fingertips down her spine and in between her cheeks. I kept on slowly thrusting into her, feeling her pussy opening and closing to accomodate my cock with each thrust.

“Take me from behind,” she said once her breathing calmed a bit.

I slid my cock out, pulled myself out from under her, and made my way to her rear. I took my hands and pulled her cheeks to the side, then leaned in and gave her a hard bite again, on her other cheek now. Finally I took my dick and smacked her ass a few times, there was no laughing this time around. She had her face down in the pillows, her tits hovering just above the bed sheets, and her two back dimples just above her smooth firm ass. I took my cock, parted her lips a couple times with it, then put myself in slowly, hearing her moan as I did.

I started going slowly, wanting her to feel every vein in my cock as I took it back and forth in her, watching her shapely ass as it absorbed my thrusts with the slightest jiggles, pulling her cheeks apart, looking at her tiny asshole as she bent forward more, giving her a few light spanks. I sped up, her moans getting louder, reached for her tits and squeezed those big beauties, reaching around her thigh and putting my hand on her lips, stimulating her clit, feeling her juices soak my hand as I did. She was getting louder and I reached forward with the hand on her tit and covered her mouth, feeling her bite down on my finger lightly, stifling the scream she wanted to let out. I kept on going and felt her body tense again, then her head falling down on the pillow infront of her. She had orgasmed again, I kept thrusting into her softly.

I could’ve finished in that position, but I had a few minutes left, and I wanted to see her tits bounced up and down as I went into her from above her. So I pulled out, grabbed her by the hips, and turned her over. I slid myself into her pussy again, watching as she moaned one more time, savouring every second of it. I didn’t go slow this time around, I went fast straight away watching her tits as they went up and down with my thrusts, as I slightly elevated her bottom to give myself a better angle, squeezing her ass as I did. I started moaning myself now, a grunt escaping me here and there as I saw my cock going in and out of her pussy, her face red now as she choked back streams, her arms starting to flail a little wildly again. I grabbed her soft tit and squeezed it, hard. I went for not too long, when I felt I was going to finish soon. I pulled myself out of her, then moved up to her tits.

I’m not sure if she remembered, but my groaning while smacking them with my cock definitely reminded her, I put my dick, wet with her juices, between her tits and she squeezed them together, moving her body up and down as I thrusted myself. We went on for a few minutes, the first time in my life I was doing anything of the sort as she looked me right in my eyes. I warned her I was about to finish, but she kept going, when I could no longer hold back my moan of pleasure, my dick shooting off a few streams of cum, landing on her face and neck, before she slid down and put her lips on my cock, a few remaining squirts of my cum filling her mouth as she sucked me off.

Finally, she released me from her mouth, I used my still semi hard cock to rub her face with a bit, her giggling with her little dimple as I spread my cum around her cheeks, and onto her lips, before I went off from on top of her and laid down next to her. We breathed hard for a little bit.

“I need to go wash this off, can you grab us some water and an ashtray?”

I said sure, I tiptoed out to the kitchen and poured two glasses of water and grabbed the ashtray. I lit a cigarette while I waited for Mona. She came back into the room, kissed me lightly, then I lit her smoke for her. She tickled my chest as she smiled, I turned to face her, did the same to her body, gently running my fingers up and down her, spending a bit more time on her tits, her body looking amazing with the light from the sunrise making its way in through the windows.

“So, what’d you think?” She asked.

We discussed our impressions while we smoked, both confirming it was the only time. When we finished, I got up from the bed and kissed her lightly on her lips, before gathering my clothes to make my way to my own bedroom.

As I reached for the handle I turned around to look at her naked body once more. Smiling, she said to me:

“The perfect way to say goodbye to Greece.”

“Absolutely,” I answered, smiling myself, as I turned around and closed the door behind me.

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PS as it says in the title, this is the last story (barring the one Jenna has yet to write) from the Greece trip we took, and the last story between the four of us I feel has any sense in being written (we did end up doing similar things later, except for this last one, a few times, but it would be very similar stories with a different setting) I don’t know if I’ll write anymore further, almost certainly not about the 4 of us, so if I do it’ll be nothing but regular one on one MF sex, I may, but I’m definitely taking a bit of a break. Believe me, it’s actually quite exhausting doing this.

Thank you to everyone that read these, I hope you all enjoyed them as much as I enjoyed writing them.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/eqlim7/a_day_with_just_mona_and_i_mf_our_greek