An Island Odyssey Pt. 01 – Erotic Couplings – Free Sex Story

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A month, A whole month on a Greek island with nothing to do but lounge around, either in this very sumptuous, and expensive hotel, or on its extremely private beach, sloping gently down to the calm sea fifty yards away, there was a jetty with half a dozen motorboats moored alongside.

One person lay on one of the dozen beach loungers, each with its own wicker storage basket, small table, and adjustable sunshade.

I had earned this. I had spent two years in the wastes of Alaska, and had; along with a hundred other guys, completed the pipeline and associated control station. It had been extremely hard work, but also extremely well paid and now I was going to get warm again.

I wandered down to the sea and waded in, then I swam rapidly out to a tethered raft and climbed aboard. I climbed the short ladder to the diving platform and dived in. Marvellous, I had not realised just how much I had missed the sea. I swam around a for a while then climbed back onto the raft and the diving platform

For another dive and then headed back to the beach to try a lounger for comfort.

My swim back to shore had brought me to within a few yards of the person already occupying a lounger, and as I passed by her, she spoke.

“That was impressive, your speed I mean, and you swim well.”

“Oh; hello and thank you for the appraisal. I was brought up by the sea.”

I quickly decided that the lounger close by the one she occupied was the one I wanted.

“I was about to visit the bar to order a cool drink, may I offer you something?”

“Thank you, but I have a cooler in the basket, and Alexis comes occasionally to see if I require anything, but please, if you wish to chat, I would be grateful for the company, being alone on a beach can become a touch boring.”

I hurried to the bar and was happy to see that the bartender had a name tag on his breast pocket identifying him as Alexis. Back at the lounger I introduced myself as John and ‘she’ became Freida.

Freida is Danish, she looked to be in her early thirties, with a well-built and bronzed Bikini clad body. No fat, long legs, and large firm breasts. I knew that if I was around when she stood up, I would be able to pole-vault back to my room. As it was, I was having difficulty sitting, Thankfully I was wearing swimming shorts and not trunks.

My difficulty had been caused when Freida turned towards me to reach into her basket for the cool box, thus presenting me with a close view of the top half of two perfect breasts inadequately covered by her flimsy bikini top.

I remarked about the absence of guest in such a prestigious establishment, and Freida explained that there had been around fifteen here until yesterday, the last two had left this morning. She then told me that a wedding party of twenty would be arriving tomorrow. There goes the peace and quiet that I had expected.

In response to my queries, I discovered that Freida was less than willing to talk about her work. Getting blood from a stone would be easier because, although said with a smile, her answers were short and succinct.

“I am a government employee, The Danish Government, In Copenhagen. Office work.”

Then it was my turn.

“I am so pale because I have just spent two years in northern Alaska, and I never want to see another ice floe. I’m a freelance specialist welder, specialist because I deal with new and special materials, often in hazardous environments.” We talked and probed for information about our respective likes and dislikes until suddenly the morning had gone and it was lunch time.

We dined together, and that lunch was the most enjoyable meal I had eaten in two years. We had increased our knowledge about each other and found that we could agree on some things and disagree on others without arguing, and that we had a similar sense of humour because we laughed a great deal.

The time flew past but sadly Freida said that she had to leave me as there was something that she needed to do on her laptop, but when I asked her if I would see her at dinner she laughed and pointed out that we would be the only diners.

Afterwards I strolled around the hotel and its grounds. I found the Spa, tennis courts, swimming pool and mini golf course and learnt that I could have instruction on driving a motorboat and then take one whenever I wished.

I have pictures of my various mariner’s certificates on my phone, and after showing them to the boat-master I was allowed to take one out, drive around the bay and return to demonstrate my ability to safely come alongside the jetty and tie up.

On entering the bar, I found Freida on the veranda drinking something long with ice cubes, she looked annoyed.

“The work that I needed to send this afternoon is now not required, so when I arrived, I wasted a whole day of my holiday, putting together a file that no one wants. I was furious and said so. Returning to my office will be a stormy affair because I had left instructions that I should be kept informed of any significant changes to the current agenda.”

Well now I thought, Freida does more than just work in an office, I think it is probably the case that in fact, she has an office staff.

“John, If I had known that you could drive a motorboat, I would have begged you to take me for a little trip.”

It was heartening to learn that I had made a sufficiently good impression on her, that she was willing to spend more time with me and trust me in a small boat on a large sea.

“It will be my pleasure to do that, but just now I was demonstrating that I had no need of tuition. If you are keen to have a trip, we could take packed lunches tomorrow and have a run around the island. The boat-master said that the boats are topped up each morning and there are a few lovely coves which are only accessible by boat.”

We spent time lounging on the beach with an occasional dip in the sea, which revealed the fact that her Bikini was for decorative purposes only. I did my utmost not to stare, but that was in vain, and Freida laughed at my discomfort, telling me that no woman would wear what she wore if she minded men looking at her.

Dinner was typical Greek cuisine and delicious, and the wine waiter had chosen well. I have no knowledge of wines and have no problem saying so, he was happy to show that he did, and by the end of the evening so were we. We had moved to the lounge bar to continue talking and discovering just how compatible we were, over more wine.

We went up to our respective rooms together, but as Freida inserted her card key in the lock, she leant and kissed my cheek and thanked me for a wonderful evening. I told her that I enjoyed the evening and the kiss; and floated on to my room and had a cold Shower.

I spoke with reception before breakfast and they were pleased to provide picnic baskets for our lunch, as that meant they had no one to cater for until dinner.

Freida had dressed in a thin loose top to keep cool, which had the opposite effect on me, the fact that she wore very short shorts did nothing to help, but she had sensibly chosen to wear a cap instead of a floppy hat.

The boat master was on the jetty and as we boarded, he told me that he had put two blankets in the boat as he felt certain that we would wish to Sunbathe and swim in one of the coves. He was smiling as he said: “I believe that you will be grateful sir.”

We enjoyed the views and the breeze, the views I enjoyed included Freida when she did some steering. I took over as we came across a series of coves. The first was narrow and stark, the second was merely a dent in the otherwise solid rock face, but number three had a narrow entrance and then opened out into a deep, half-bowl-shaped cove, with a beach, and wonderfully clear water.

Someone had fixed a metal ring into a rock at one end of the beach, so once we had thrown our footwear onto the beach, we climbed out into a foot of warm clear water and taken our picnics and blankets onto the sand; I tied the boat to it.

We spread the blankets and as I lowered myself onto one, Freida took her top off to reveal her bikini top; her shorts followed to display the other half of the ensemble

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I had removed my T-shirt and was about to sit, when Freida removed her bikini top. It had been little more than decoration anyway because it certainly did not support anything, but the effect on me was immediate. She swiftly removed her Bikini bottom and sprinted into the sea.

Problem, I was wearing swimming shorts only. I had not been near any female who was not covered in furs and sealskin for two years, had never been anywhere close to any female with statistics like Freida’s, and to then have that happen, and then in the nude, was more than my libido could cope with.

I had an erection which hurt, and she was yelling that I should drop them and come on in. I shouted that I was coming and as she dived under the water I sprinted into the sea, still wearing my shorts.

The problem had not gone away, neither had Freida. The water was crystal clear, and she came up from the seabed, which was some ten feet below my feet. As she surfaced in front of me, she grabbed my shorts telling me not to be so shy and sank, dragging them down with her.

That was when she saw my problem. Freida surfaced, said: “come on”, and swam to the beach. That’s it I thought; I have ruined any possibility of beginning a relationship with her.

I stepped onto the beach and into a whirlwind. Freida hugged me, soft flesh pressing against my chest. She kissed me and said:

“The Sun has always heightened my sexual urges and when I am on holiday, I do rather relax my guard a little, but I have never met anyone of either Sex who has even slightly stirred me, then you arrived. After we had lunch together, I was hooked. I fought it, well, I struggled a bit, but this morning I knew I was going to have you before I went home.

I had no idea how it would happen or that you were so readily available. Would you please just dispense with the foreplay, lay me down and put that somewhere useful.”

Like a starving man finding a ready cooked meal I inspected nothing; I went to the feast, and I gorged, so I have no idea what any of the delights between her thighs looked like. We were on a blanket with me between her thighs in seconds, and she seized my erection and fed it to her suction pump of a Vagina.

“Go slowly John, it is ages since I had a man in there.”

She was so very tight, but her body had provided her Sex tube with sufficient lubrication for me to enter her without hurting her, and I confess to being overjoyed at bringing her to an enormous, noisy, climax.

It took about twenty minutes to achieve that, and the timing was perfect because I had to swiftly remove myself from her body to allow my own release, which unfortunately coated her thighs.

Freida recovered her composure and suggested a swim to clean us up, and then have lunch. That was when I found something I had not expected to find. In a picnic basket was a small bottle with the label of a well-known baby oil.

I showed it to Freida which brought the response I was hoping for, with a rider.

“After lunch; but first I want the foreplay that I passed on.”

I spent some time making up for what I had missed with my starving man behaviour, and from a very close range admired her completely smooth and hairless vulva and pudenda.

I kissed, stroked, and licked the various component parts of her sexual equipment and erogenous zones. The tight slit between her labial lips parted slightly as my tongue pressed against them and her inner lips were no defence against an intrusive finger.

Freida begged me to stop tormenting her. I could not understand how what I was doing could be described as torment. I was admiring her body: which she had already told me, pleases women. I relented and my reward was Freida in a highly frustrated and passionate mood,

The Sex was fantastic. She was tireless and keen to show me what she knew and was not averse to experimenting, so I was glad to have the bottle. We also indulged in a great deal of mutual oral and so two satiated happy and tired guests arrived back at the jetty.

I kept the bottle and as there was no one around I took the baskets back to reception while Freida went straight to her room. I went up to get a fifty Euro note, put a ‘thank you’ note with a smiley face into an envelope and went to reception to ask for the boat master’s name.

I learnt that the receptionist’s name was Elaina, and that she was his daughter, his name was Giorgio, and he was the hotel site maintenance engineer.

Freida was wearing nothing under her bathrobe. I took my time taking her and discovering exactly how sensitive her nipples were, and what the effect of various actions would be, when carried out in conjunction with other actions in another part of her body. She was still wearing nothing when I left to Shower and dress for dinner.

It is a sign of a good hotel that the housekeeping staff do not indicate in any way that they have noted that two guests are now using only one bed. Mine was unoccupied that night, although Freida did not sleep in her bed until the early hours of the morning. I did use my own room to Shower and dress and went to meet Freida for breakfast.

Over our breakfast Freida asked me if I had plans for the day ahead because the wedding party would be arriving shortly, and having twenty new guests arriving, in a party mood, would spoil the peace we had been having.

“I can have the hotel ferry take us to the mainland and then hire a car to go sightseeing.”

Freida pouted and whispered that she would much rather that I took her somewhere secluded so that she could practice her seduction skills. Or if that fails, she said, we could indulge in carnal pleasures.

Ah, plain speaking, I Love it when one can have a conversation without having to wrap up or unwrap, what is being or has been said.

It was interesting to find two packed picnic baskets and a bag with two blankets waiting at reception. I know I had a puzzled look and Elaine smiled and told me that last night, her dad had bet that we would go out again today and not just because of the new arrivals, so it was no surprise to them when, immediately before breakfast, Freida had telephoned to ask for two picnic baskets to be prepared.

On arriving at the jetty Giorgio was waiting alongside a motorboat and holding a freezer bag with a bottle of wine inside.

“This is a small thank you from the kitchen staff for yesterday’s Free time and from me for your note. I think that as you are repeating your journey, you must have enjoyed yourselves.”

What can I say? We made a beeline to the cove, stripped, swam, examined the sexual equipment of each other and fucked; repeated the last two activities and then wined and dined. It had become apparent that when Freida has wined and dined all she wants for afters is Sex, and she got it.

I promise, as Freida toyed with my cock during a short rest period, she asked me if I had ever had Anal Sex.

I had not, and said so, wondering what was coming. She said that neither had she but now she was in the mood to try it with me.

Freida said that she has occasional sapphic liaisons with a friend from her school days who occasionally plays both ways. Her friend had admitted that she had tried it and found that she liked it and asked for it to be done again.

She had tried to start the process with Freida saying that it was so good she would want them to do it together once she was used to it. That was not going to happen with Freida.

There was now a change in the air.

“It would be great if we can learn together.”

“Freida, did she tell you about the precautions you should take? We will have to wait until I can buy some condoms, that is certain.”

She looked disappointed until I said that although I had never done it, I had read and seen enough Porn to know how to begin. Getting her used to having her rectum entered would be fun for me and I was only too willing to do it, because the thought was already turning me on and if it had an effect like that on her then she was going to enjoy it.

She was all for it; so, taking the little bottle of oil which to me had been a greater gift from Giorgio than the wine had been I placed her on her back with her thighs well apart and straddled her in the 69 position. Freida lifted her legs so that I could wedge my elbows behind her knees thus giving me a view of her fantastic sexual equipment.

I licked sucked and nibbled her labia until her Vagina entrance was open. I could see the moisture beginning to form droplets at the entrance to paradise as Freida begged me to fuck her, but she had asked for something else, so I ignored her plea to take her, and just lapped inside her tunnel.

Lifting my aim, I kissed her puckered rear door and Freida Jerked. At that moment my cock was deep inside her mouth, and I felt her teeth closing, but thankfully they stopped, and I lifted my pride and her joy out of harm’s way.

I kissed her sphincter again, but for just a little longer, then once more, this time pushing my tongue against it. It opened slightly and I pushed my tongue hard against her back door and it widened further.

“Ooh, that was nice, do that again.”

I did. My tongue pressing harder and licking a little way inside her.

“Ooh, yes, that is so good.”

Unscrewing the cap from the bottle, I drizzled a little oil onto her sphincter and before it could run down the cleft of her bottom, I pressed a forefinger against it. Her sphincter opened further, and I was in.

She arched her back and grunted softly but did not complain. I removed my finger fastened the bottle and then reapplied my finger, but now I went back to eating her Sex as well.

I worked my oily finger a little deeper until it pressed against her inner sphincter, then I began a small circular movement, and her rectum began to widen, just a little, but it meant I could get two fingers inside her.

Now the in and out movement could begin again until I was finger fucking her rectum and reaching ever deeper inside her.

I had read that the rectum has far more nerve endings than a Vagina which goes a long way towards explaining why woman can experience stronger orgasmic events through Anal intercourse, and if you can manage to sensitise her vaginal wall and her clitoris at the same time, she will beg for repeat performances.

Now for something else I had read about but never seen, I stopped my facial assault on her Sex, inserted the thumb of the hand invading her rectum, into her Vagina and pinched the thin membrane between her rectum and her Vagina and gently rubbed.

Freida climaxed. No warning at all, her body came off the blanket, lifting me with it, she shrieked, wet both herself and me and the blanket, and then collapsed.

I moved to lay beside her and was rewarded with a soft shaking body being pressed against me.

I could not help, I rolled her onto her back, slid between her magnificent legs, fed ten inches of rigid cock into her and then held her tightly until she began responding.

When I say responding I am guilty of understatement. The fucking became frantic, and I had to give in and pull out as a stream of cum spurted up onto her stomach.

We washed ourselves in the sea, I tidied up and washed one blanket in seawater so that I could say it had dropped in accidentally, although I doubt Giorgio or Elaina would believe that for a moment.

On the trip back to the hotel Freida cuddled against me and told me that we had to have a serious talk about us, and soon.

It became obvious that soon was now.

“I have finally found someone I miss the moment he’s out of view. The Sex is fantastic and that is important but I’m talking about you, the person. We converse, laugh, even disagree on things. Even in the short time that I have known you I have come to trust you.

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