Lust and Love on The Island of Rhodes - Sex Stories

Lust and Love on The Island of Rhodes

... forced her to scream at the top of her lungs. “Oh please, please, give it to me harder! Harder! Harder! Oh my god, fuck me, make me yours.” Her screaming made me grab her legs and lift them over my shoulders and from this angle, pounding downward with all of my strength, driving my hard cock deeper, ramming her juicy pussy like a piston, I fucked her as hard and as powerfully as I could. “Take it! Take it! Take my cock!” “Give it to me! Give it to me harder, harder!” Fucking me like an alley cat in heat, her legs wide apart, her pussy completely open to my pounding, lifting her ass off of the bed, trembling, shaking, screaming at the top of her lungs until her whole body convulsed in a huge, wild orgasm, her tight pussy squirting hot cum all over my cock while I kept thrusting through her orgasm, fucking her savagely like a wild animal. “Take my cock!” I screamed, my orgasm rising with each hard thrust as she erupted again just as my hot cum gushed into her overflowing pussy, our liquids pouring down the crack of her ass and onto her thighs while my writhing body collapsed on her with intense convulsions that made me dizzy from the biggest orgasm of my life. Laying heavily on her, unable to budge, panting and gasping for air, I loved the feeling of her body under me, her breasts crushed against my chest, our wetness and the aroma of us. I kissed her shoulder and felt her legs and arms wrap around me, embracing me and holding me to her, and, in those exquisite moments, we were ...

... no longer whore and sailor using each other. Somehow, we had transcended and became lovers wallowing in the warmth of discovery. A breeze from the open window overlooking the Mediterranean brought in the sweet fragrances of roses climbing up the stone walls of the café. Seeing a small balcony through the French doors, the sun setting over the water and pink clouds glowing in the late afternoon sky, I marveled that I was there, then lifting my head, looked down at Annika, her wild, dark hair splayed over the pillow, then noticed tears in the corner of her brown eyes and a smile on her lips. We didn’t speak. My God, she’s so beautiful I thought, still trying to catch my breath, when she moved her hands to the back of my head, and pulled me to her lips, and we kissed softly, tenderly. Suddenly, realizing it would be dark soon, and there were no lights on the road leading back to town, I knew this amazing afternoon would have to end. I would have to ride my bicycle back to the shop before it got dark, and go to the dock to catch the boat that would shuttle me and the other sailors to the ship. We would be leaving Rhodes later that evening with the repairs made. “It’s getting late. I have to go.” I leaned on my elbow and looked at Annika’s radiant olive skin glowing in the fading sunlight. “I don’t want you to go. Why can’t you stay?” “Stay!” I was stunned by her question. “I can’t stay. I have to go back to the ship. It’s getting dark.” “Don’t you want to stay here with me?” She ...