Greece - Part 2

This post is crazy long and I still didn't get to the end! Greece - Part 3 will be up during the week. Let me know what you think in the comments!

*****

I woke up the next morning feeling slightly blurry around the edges. Beside me, Gavin stretched and yawned. "Maybe we should bail on the booze cruise," he said. "I don't know if I'm up to another night like last night and kicking off the day by drinking at 11 am doesn't seem like the best idea."

I laughed. "Come on, old man, you can do it. We'll pace ourselves. Besides, we told Marc and Leila we'd hang with them on the boat."

Gavin managed to drag himself out of bed and we headed down to the breakfast buffet, where Marc and Leila were already sitting.

"Heyyyyy!" Leila trilled.

"How do you have this much energy?" I asked. "You were destroyed last night!"

"She is impervious to hangovers," Marc said, shaking his head. "It is one of life's greatest injustices."

We settled in for breakfast, and chatted about the different stops on the boat cruise. Apparently we were supposed to do some cliff jumping and hit some beautiful beaches along the way.

At 11, the four of us grabbed our stuff and headed to the beach. We waded out to where the boat was anchored, and climbed up the ladder on the side.

The boat was PACKED. You couldn't move without brushing against at least three other people. And every single one of these people seemed very ready to party.

Before they had even drawn the anchor up, the crew was passing around beers for us to  shotgun. I looked at Gavin, who rolled his eyes, smiled and muttered, "So much for pacing ourselves." I grinned back sheepishly.

Luckily, the coastal views were beautiful and we soon got caught up in the party atmosphere. We were sitting on the benches that ran along the sides of the boat chatting with Marc and Leila, and I had a nice buzz going on, when we came to our first stop: the cliffs.

"Alright," the crew member shouted through a megaphone. "We are going to jump out of the boat, swim to the cliffs, climb up, and jump off the other side. For the TRUE Pink Palace experience, you jump NAKED and drink for free for the rest of the cruise!" He gestured to a wall of photos behind him of girls and guys clutching their relative parts as they jumped off of the cliffs.

Right away, there was a mass exodus as roughly three quarters of the boat jumped off and headed for the cliffs. Gavin turned to me, "You up for it?"

I was uneasy. "Just let me watch a few people do it, and I'll see. But there's no way in hell I'm jumping naked."

We watched a few people jump off in their bathing suits, before one tiny blonde girl proudly stripped off her bikini, tossed it into the water, and jumped off to a chorus of cheers. This seemed to embolden the people waiting and soon it seemed like every second person was jumping nude.

As the first few jumpers made their way back on board, I noticed that many of them had nasty-looking cuts and scrapes on their feet.

"What happened?" I asked one ruddy-faced  guy in a bro tank.

"Oh, the rocks near the top are super sharp, you gotta be really careful or your feet will get cut up."

I turned to Gavin. "I'm out."

Marc nodded in agreement. "Me too."

Leila and Gavin groaned. "Come on, baby, don't be lame!" she pleaded, tugging on Marc's hand. He shook his head and laughed.

"You guys go ahead," I said. "We lame-os will stick together."

Marc and I watched as Gavin and Leila jumped off, scaled the rocks, and made their way to the top of the cliffs. Just as she was about to jump, Leila looked back over her shoulder, whipped her bikini top off, and tossed it to Gavin, before jumping off to resounding cheers from the drunken crowd in the water.

Marc grimaced and shot me a sidelong glance. "Sorry about that, she gets a little carried away."

I patted his arm reassuringly. "It's cool, honestly. Gav and I are definitely not the jealous types. I actually wish I could've seen his face when she tossed him her top." I laughed, picturing his eyebrows shooting up practically into his hairline.

Soon, Leila and Gavin were making their way onto the boat, along with the other cliff jumpers. Once he was aboard, Gavin pulled me aside, away from Marc and Leila. "Okay, am I crazy, or is it kind of weird that Leila tossed me her top like that?"

I considered it, before shrugging it off. "I think she's just a bit of an exhibitionist. Marc kind of hinted that she gets a little crazy sometimes."

Gavin still had a slight frown. "I don't know, it just seemed like weird thing for her to do, especially knowing you and Marc were watching."

"Just shake it off," I said to him. "I'm sure she didn't mean anything by it."

The afternoon passed without any more weird incidents between the four of us. Around us, however, the rest of the crowd was getting wasted and shit started to get weird. We pulled up to a beach to stop and eat lunch and go for a much needed swim. We had just sat back down on our towels when Leila suddenly yelled, "Holy Fuck!"

We followed her gaze to where two people from the boat were completely naked and screwing less than a hundred feet from where we were all sitting.

Marc laughed, "Bold move on that guy's part."

We watched as the two went on, seemingly oblivious to the fifty-odd strangers gawking at them.

"It's like a car crash. I want to look away, and yet... I can't," I laughed. "I actually don't know if I find this more horrifying or hilarious."

An Australian guy traveling with a large group stood up and began narrating the action. "The male presses the female into the sand as they rut, exerting his dominance. In return, the female whips her mane back and forth in an exuberant display of pleasure." He went on and on, and soon we were all in stitches.

I wiped tears of laughter from my eyes. "I think I'll skip the grand finale. You guys down to head back to the boat?"

We waded back to the ladder. As we began to climb back up, an explosion of loud cheers behind us announced the climax of the beach scene.

Unfortunately, the drunken shenanigans didn't end there. As the boat headed towards the next destination, more and more girls started to lose their bikini tops, and soon we heard an announcement over the megaphone that body shots were starting.

"I think this might be our cue to go hide on the back of the boat." I said to Gavin.

He was about to reply, when one of the Australian guys stepped up to the makeshift bar with one of the topless girls and dropped his pants. A crew member poured tequila all over his dick, and the girl proceeded to lick it off. In front of everyone. No shame whatsoever.

I turned to Gavin, eyes wide, too shocked to even form words. He mouthed WHAT THE FUCK?

"I'm too Canadian for this shit," Leila said, "Let's get away from these animals!"

We quickly packed up our stuff, and made our way to the back of the boat, where a few other people were hiding out. We spent the rest of the cruise chilling out, chatting and keeping to ourselves. From the sounds of it, the antics at the front of the boat just got more and more belligerent.

By the time that we dropped the anchor at The Pink Palace, I was more than ready to get the hell off the boat. We shoved our way through the drunken hordes and made our way up the beach.

"Okay, I'm down for a quieter night after that ridiculousness. You guys down to grab dinner and then just hang on the beach or something?" I asked.

"Oh God, yes." Marc agreed.

"First I need to wash away the memories of what I just witnessed," Gavin added.

We all laughed in agreement, and made plans to meet at the Disco.

*****

After dinner that night, the four of us grabbed a stockpile of drinks and made our way to the beach. It was the last night for all of us in Corfu. Marc and Leila were headed to Ios in the morning, and we were off to Santorini.

"We'll miss you guys! It's been so fun hanging out with you!" I exclaimed.

"I know!" Leila agreed animatedly, throwing an arm over my shoulders. "We've had so much fun too! We were actually thinking of switching our plans and doing Santorini before Ios so that we could all travel together a bit longer."

"That would be amazing!" I agreed.

Marc piped in quietly, "Yeah, we've really enjoyed getting to know you guys, and we'd like to...." He trailed off, looked down, blushing and laughed awkwardly. He cleared his throat and started again, "We actually wanted to ask you guys something." He gave Leila a look that was loaded with meaning.

She smiled reassuringly and picked up where he had left off. "We just think you guys are really cool and fun, and well... we were wondering if you'd consider having a foursome with us." Her hand stroked my shoulder gently.

I suddenly felt completely sober. For a moment, neither Gavin or I said anything. I looked at him, sure that my expression mirrored the complete surprise that was written all over his face. "Uh..." Gavin began before trailing off.

I turned to Marc and Leila, and casually disengaged my shoulder from her grasp. "We don't really do stuff like that."

Marc wouldn't make eye contact, but Leila pressed on, "Well, would you consider it?"

I hesitated, looking back at Gavin, who simply shrugged and shook his head at me.

With every second, I could feel the awkwardness mounting. I smiled tightly at Leila and said, "I think that maybe Gavin and I should talk about it privately."

She nodded enthusiastically, "Of course! We would never want to pressure you guys into doing anything. But let me just assure you that we would all talk it through beforehand, and lay down some ground rules so everyone could feel comfortable and enjoy themselves." She reached over and squeezed my knee.

At that moment, I was feeling anything but comfortable. I stood up, and Gavin scrambled to follow my lead. "Okay, well, we'll talk it over and let you know." I pasted a bright smile on my face and chirped, "See you at breakfast!" I waved awkwardly and dragged Gavin behind me, hurrying up to the steps and leaving the other two behind us.

We basically sprinted to our room, and when the door closed behind us, Gavin turned to me with wide eyes and said, "What the actual fuck?"

"I know!" I whisper-yelled back. "What is this, a key party? I didn't even know people still did this kind of shit!"

"I TOLD you it was weird that she threw me her top!"

"Okay, yes, you were right, you can have that one. I won't even argue."

"This may have been the weirdest day of my life," Gavin said. "I think my brain is imploding trying to process this clusterfuck."

"And they seemed totally normal!" I whisper-yelled again.

Gavin laughed and whispered back, "Why are you whispering?"

"I just feel like they can hear us or something, I dunno I'm freaking out!" I replied.

Gavin laughed and we both sat down on the edge of the bed. We sat in silence for awhile, both of us trying to process the bomb that Marc and Leila had dropped.

I turned to him. "What if they change their plans and come with us to Santorini? How weird is that going to be?"

Gavin simply shrugged. We sat silently again for a few minutes and then Gavin turned and looked at me. He had this weird look on his face, almost embarrassed.

"What?" I asked.

"Well... The idea of it is actually kinda hot." He laughed sheepishly and looked down at his lap.

"Seriously?"

"Well... Yeah. I mean, she's really attractive.   When she was stroking your shoulder, it kind of made me picture of the two of you together, which is super hot."

"Okay, I get that," I replied. "But this wouldn't be a threesome. Marc would be there too."

"I don't know, the more I think of it, the more I think it might be a huge turn on to watch you with someone else." Gavin blushed but maintained eye contact.

I considered it. I tried to imagine myself watching Gavin with Leila, or even hooking up with Marc. I shook my head, "I'm not saying no... I just can't really see it."

Gavin moved behind me, running his hands over my shoulders as he leaned in and whispered into my ear, "Imagine you and me making out, my mouth devouring yours, my hands all over your body." He runs his hands down onto my breasts, stroking and squeezing them gently.

"Then all of a sudden you feel Leila's mouth on your neck." He pauses and sucks gently on the spot where my neck meets my shoulder, before whispering again, "The two of you kiss as her hands reach for my hard cock, and your hands reach down to stroke Marc." He takes my hand and leads it down to his shorts, where I can feel he's hard. I stroke him gently as he plays with my nipples through my thin sundress. He moans softly, biting down on my neck.

"I gently ease you into Marc's lap as Leila climbs onto mine. You grind down onto his hard cock as he goes wild on your breasts." I turn around and straddle Gavin, who squeezes my breasts harder, before undoing the halter top and baring them to his mouth. He lifts each breast to his mouth, tugging on my nipples with his lips and teeth. I start to writhe on his lap, bucking my hips against his.

"Marc slides his hands up your dress and pulls your panties off," Gavin acts out his words, sliding my panties off my legs and onto the floor. He gently begins stroking me as he continues, "He slips inside you, and you look over and see me doing the same thing to Leila. She moans on my lap, as I fuck her and Marc fucks you."

I smother Gavin's mouth with mine. I don't know if it's the image he's spinning or just his sexy words but I feel like I might explode. I pull his hair as I tug his head back and moan, "I need you right fucking now."

I reach down and ease him out of his shorts before lowering myself onto him. I moan deeply as I throw my head back and begin riding him hard. No more words are spoken as he drives up into me, meeting my intensity.

I feel my body begin to tighten up around him, and I come hard, clenching him deep inside me and digging my nails into his shoulders. He comes a split second later, biting my cleavage as he explodes inside of me.

We stayed like that for a few minutes, clinging to each other and breathing hard. "Holy shit," Gavin whispered as he pulled my head down for a kiss.

I eased myself off of his lap, and we shed our remaining clothes, lying down to face each other on the bed. I can't believe I'm even considering doing this, but I can't deny how much it turned me on listening to Gavin paint that mental picture. I'm not sure which of us is more surprised when I look into Gavin's eyes and say, "Okay, let's do it."