The Greek Menu(Current Rating 18/100, based on 132 votes)
The Island was beautiful and the Tavernas provided such fantastic food that Ian was really enjoying his solo holiday. He had decided to come alone after a traumatic parting from his latest girlfriend and had spent much of his time on the beaches, wallowing in the hot sun and ogling the many Greek girls that seemed happy to parade topless. Although he was a virile 22 year old, he hadn’t intended to be tempted by the thought of a sexual liaison, and his self-control had lasted well until the night before he was due to fly home.
He was sitting at a Bar in the town one evening when he saw a girl whom he was positive he had seen alone on the beach that day. He smiled and her response seemed to prove his point. She came over to the Bar and in broken English confirmed his view by introducing herself.
“My name is Nina. I see you at the sea today, Yes?”
“That’s right,” he said with a grin, “May I buy you a drink?”
The girl spoke rapidly in Greek to the barman and a glass of colourless liquid was put in front of her.
The following conversation was difficult as her English was poor, but they managed to understand each other adequately over the next few drinks until Ian suggested they found a Taverna and had some food.
Nina beckoned him to follow her and they walked slowly down towards the beach again where she indicated a small restaurant overlooking the sea. After much laughter over the unintelligible menu she agreed to order for them both and he chose a bottle of wine.
As they started to eat Ian surveyed the girl opposite him. She had the beautiful dark hair of many Greek girls and a figure that began to stir his male instincts. She was wearing an embroidered white blouse that she filled amply and below the fashionable bare midriff she had a full patterned skirt that showed her bronzed legs to advantage.
The meal concluded with a cup of thick Greek coffee and he paid the bill. As they left the Taverna Nina headed towards the seashore, slipping off her thong sandals as she ran in and out of the gently breaking wavelets at the water’s edge. Ian followed suit and they laughed as he went out too far and soaked the lower part of his slacks.
They walked for about 300 metres until they were well away from any civilisation and Nina wandered up the beach to a small area of sandy dunes where she sat and beckoned him to join her.
Ian sat in front of her as she rested her hands on her raised knees, apparently oblivious to the fact that her skirt was far too short to hide the view he was now getting in the bright moonlight. He could see she was wearing white panties and the sight of them, plus the plainly visible hair protruding around the edges, caused him to feel an erection growing.
She looked at him with a soft smile, “You want to love?” she asked simply.
“Well….yes…if you want to”
“I want” she replied and lay back against the sand. One hand moved down to pull the dress away from her waist and then slid beneath the elastic waistband of the panties.
“You kiss, I do this,” she ordered, and Ian moved alongside her, leaning over and cupping the curve of her breasts as he bent to kiss her. She nearly ate him in her eagerness to respond, her tongue snaking into his mouth.
He couldn’t resist putting his hand down to find hers and as soon as he felt the thick bush of hair, she drew back and moved his hand a little.
“No in” she said firmly.
This is going to be difficult, Ian thought as he kissed her again, How to make love without going inside that hairy haven?
After a few minutes of passionate kissing, Nina came up for air.
“I wet now,” she said, lifting a hand to his face so that he could breathe in the musky aroma. Then she stood up and quickly removed the white panties before kneeling before him.
“Now make you wet” she said, reaching for his zip and carefully extracting the rigid member. She closed her hand around it and started to masturbate him slowly.
“Not too much” gasped Ian, realising he was more aroused than he’d imagined.
Nina bent & inspected his prick and gave a sigh of pleasure, “ Wet now” she said triumphantly and turned away from him to kneel in the sand.
Ah, he thought, So it’s to be that way round.
He moved close behind her and felt through her parted buttocks to touch the swollen lips of her vagina.
“I do that” she insisted, her hand displacing his, “You come in”
Ian held his prick and steered it between her thighs towards the open cleft.
“NO” she said in an exasperated tone, “Other place”
Then he realised.
She wanted anal penetration and he had only experimented with that on one previous occasion. Carefully he redirected the leaking tip towards the tight ring of her sphincter and pushed gently. To his surprise he entered quite easily and accompanied by a long gasp of satisfaction from Nina, he drove in deeper.
As soon as he was just over halfway inside her, she started thrusting back at him and he knew it would not be long before he could no longer control his actions. Nina started to move faster and he could feel she was fingering herself vigorously as she began to gasp strange words in Greek.
Ian felt the oncoming release at the same time as Nina began to moan loudly and with a final thrust from her, he came violently inside her. As he did so, she cried out and pushed back against him as her orgasm burst, forcing his full length into the forbidden passage.
They stayed coupled for some minutes, breathing hard and enjoying the intense pleasure of the climax they had both experienced. Then Ian slowly withdrew and sat beside Nina, his arm around her as he kissed her.
“Good?” she queried with a grin on her face
“Very good” he agreed, “But very bad as well”
She looked at him quizzically, “Bad?”
“Not the right place” he said, waving a hand to the area between her thighs.
“Oh yes, always there for young Greek girls”
He must have looked puzzled, for she turned to look him straight in the face and explained, “If you go here” and she pointed at her vagina, “No Greek man want to marry Nina. If you go to the back, nobody know. You understand?”
Ian was amazed to learn this cunning way of enjoying sex whilst maintaining ones virginity, and nodded his comprehension.
Nina stood up and moved a few paces away before squatting on the sand and making some very unladylike noise as she expelled his fairly prolific offering. Then she came back to him and slipped on her panties, “I go home now” she said, adjusting her skirt & blouse.
Ian stood up and zipped up his slacks, “Thank you Nina”
They walked back along the beach in silence but holding hands. When they reached the area by the Taverna, Nina rounded on him and gave him a passionate kiss, Maybe again?” she asked.
“I go home tomorrow” he replied sadly.
“You come to the Island again”
“Maybe” he said as they parted and Nina ran up the beach as Ian walked slowly back to his small Hotel.
He went to sleep that night wondering what the average English girl would think of anal sex to retain her virginity – and decided they wouldn’t think it a very good idea.