Lust and Love on The Island of Rhodes - Sex Stories

Lust and Love on The Island of Rhodes

... sensuous lips. She looks so young and innocent and sexy. “Oh, thank you,” she said, blushing slightly with that sweet, shy smile, then surprised me when she leaned back in her chair and crossed her leg, causing her tight, short skirt to rise higher, and reveal her tan, smooth thighs. She wore leather sandals and pushed one off, leaving it barefooted. Just then the owner appeared at the door. I asked Annika what she would like to drink. “I do not drink much, but I would like a glass of white wine, thank you.” I turned to him, “Would you bring Annika a glass of the local white wine.” “Yes,” he said, smiling and nodding at her before disappearing into the building. As soon as he left, Annika surprised me again by moving her bare foot to my leg, touching it with her toe and looking into my eyes, a slight playful smile on her lips as she slowly moved her foot up the inside of my leg to my thigh, causing me to spread my legs, as she moved her bare foot to my hard cock and pressed the arch of her foot against the bulge straining my jeans. She didn’t say a word as she gazed into my eyes while moving her foot up and down my hard cock, smiling slightly, clearly seducing me with her tantalizing manner. Damn, I’m so hard. She sure knows what’s she’s doing…this feels so good. “You want to have fun with me?” She smiled into my eyes and continued to slowly move her foot up and down my jean-covered cock, playing the expected role. Before I answered, the old man appeared with the white ...

... wine, placed it in front of her and glanced down at her foot pressed against my cock, then smiled at me, as if he was not surprised at what was happening. I wondered what their relationship was, but at the moment, knew it was clearly of mutual benefit. I knew she was a whore but sensed not experienced, or comfortable in this role. She had a shy innocence and vulnerability about her that made her both devilishly sexy and angelic--someone who was being seductive because she was called to entertain me and have me spend money, but not completely in her nature to do. It was strangely appealing. Without taking her foot away, she leaned forward and clicked my glass of beer against her glass of wine. “To fun.” She laughed and lifted her glass but kept her bare foot pressed against my hard cock. “To fun,” I repeated, then took a sip of my beer, while she moved her glass to her lips and gazed into my eyes over the rim with a playful, teasing smile on her lips before taking a sip. “Do you like me?” She held the glass to her lips and took another sip, her eyes gazing at mine, then surprised me by taking a deeper drink, finishing half the glass in one gulp. “Yes, you’re very beautiful.” I looked into her eyes, then at her nipples poking at the thin material and her enticing cleavage barely covered by the low cut blouse, then at her smooth tan leg stretched between my legs, her short skirt high on her thighs, her small foot moving slowly up and down my throbbing erection. “I like you. You are ...