Hello, my name is Christina and I decided to write down the story I lived through these days.
Ever since I can remember, apart from the usual vacations, I used to spend at most two weeks in my grandmother's village every summer. Basically, this village is full of young people in the summer. In general, even as a teenager, I am good-looking and all the grandmothers with grandsons would tell my grandmother about matchmaking. My grandmother, now living in Athens, saw it as a joke. To cut a long story short, in a conversation my grandmother had with Apostolis's grandmother (I had never seen him in the village, he was a Mathematics student in Patras, 20 years old I found out later), his grandmother had taken it seriously, for heaven's sake, and had pestered my grandmother about the connection!! She even gave us her grandson's phone number.
Many months had passed since my vacation in the village and it was already October when I was unpacking my bag for a crazy weekend at my best friend's country house. In the front pocket, I found the piece of paper with Apostolis's mobile number. Just for fun, I can promise you that, I sent him a message. I told him who I was, he had heard a lot from his grandmother. MERCY.
We talked on the phone all those months, every day. For fun. Until one day, in one of our conversations, I told him I wanted him to come up to Athens, after all he was from Athens, he was just studying in Patras. We set a date for Monday. His family didn't know he was coming because they would nag him about leaving his studies, and my parents were away for a week in Vienna for their 12th wedding anniversary. Apostolis would stay at a friend's house for 2 days, who studies in Athens.
We met at Burnazi. As soon as I saw him, I was blown away. He wasn't so expressive, again. He knew I had been in a relationship for almost 2 years. I, on the other hand, wanted to provoke him, to make him caress my breasts, to taste my kiss. We drank our coffee calmly, I was looking at him the whole time so provocatively that I could feel he was shocked. I suggested we go for a little drive in his car. Yes, the little drive was nice, but not even a glance at the opening of my legs.
It started to snow. He told me he was afraid to drive like that. I suggested we
go to his friend's house, who was away, and I would leave by bus when
the snow stopped. We went to the house and I asked for something to wear to
feel more comfortable. I took one of his t-shirts and put it on while changing
in front of him. He was left speechless. We were sitting on the couch when he couldn't take it anymore and
started kissing me and opening my legs, telling me, ''Tell me
why you're torturing me. I can't hold back.'' I started taking off his clothes
while kissing him, going lower and lower until I reached the
right spot. He was already hard. I started licking him up and down,
playing with my tongue, and he was going crazy with pleasure. He gave me a
condom, which I put on with my mouth while he seemed to enjoy it.
I was very wet and he moved my thong aside with his
teeth. He started putting his fingers inside me while I wanted to
scream with pleasure. He was licking my nipples and his fingers had
driven me wild. He went down with his tongue lower and lower until he reached
my clitoris, and since he had drunk Coca-Cola and because of the
carbonation it felt perfect, he was biting me lightly. It was sooo perfect. He
asked me to play with his cock while I was begging him to go inside
me... he slapped me and pushed my head down to the crucial spot. I started
licking it and playing with it until he came very quickly. He got up and
left me there alone. I freaked out. I was begging him to go inside me and he
refused. He went to the bathroom for a shower while leaving the door open. He
smiled at me and said, ''Now what are you going to do, huh?'' I understood his little
game and acted indifferent even though I was turned on. I tell him, ''I want to take a shower
with you,'' I said coyly. He couldn't resist, he pulled me and
took me from behind. I was tight. It was the first time I had been taken from
behind. I was crying and screaming together. Then he laid me down in the bathtub and
took me from the front. It was one of the best sensations, the water falling
slowly and his cock going inside me. I came within a few
minutes. We finished our shower and lay cuddling in the little bed. I
couldn't leave him alone for a minute. I kept provoking him for
sex. The following days, up until today, apart from the snowball fight, the
crazy sex and the divine food (yes, he cooks perfectly), I didn't do anything
else. I didn't pick up my phone once from my boyfriend's calls
and I told my parents that we were secluded at my best friend's
country house in Evia. Today I am home. And at 7, I have a date with my boyfriend.
Yes, Apostolis is a perfect lover and future husband (what grandmothers want)
but I adore my boyfriend!! Apostolis and I talked it over. That was the end.
I await your comments. Kisses
