3 comments/ 21080 views/ 6 favorites Grecian Odessey By: bassbelly His name was John Ashton, president, owner and CEO of his own major software company, major stock holder in several others and entrepreneur. His net worth was in excess of five billion dollars. Home base was Seattle. He owned a large mansion on Mercer Island. His real estate holdings included a large house on Orcas Island, a penthouse in Las Vegas, a beach house in Boca Raton, Florida and several other houses in different parts of the world. He had just closed another multi-million dollar deal and felt that after five years of steady go, go, go; he was due some time off. He left his company in the capable hands of Debbie Evans, his second in command, boarded his 737 Biz Jet and flew to Greece on a rare vacation. He chartered a yacht in Athens. The yacht chartered for one hundred thousand a week. Well, it was a big yacht! He picked up an entourage of women in Athens and set off across the Med. The yacht was one hundred seventy five feet long and came with a crew of twenty. It was lavishly stocked with every imaginable luxury. He stocked it with six girls who liked the sea and lots of fun. Ashton was used to handling women. He was calm and urbane. In his international travels he had bedded many of them. As far as he was concerned, their only reason for being with him was to satisfy his lust. First, they sailed to Mykonos. Mykonos is home to numerous clothing optional beaches. The girls and he opted for 'no clothes' and hit the sand. They stayed a week on Mykonos. They tried to screw each other to death on every beach they invaded. Nights aboard the yacht were a constant parade of willing, warm flesh. They had enough skinny dipping, so they headed for Santorini. When they landed the girls went shopping. By that time, they all were really, really good friends. The girls ran a rotation through his stateroom. Sometimes two or three in a single night fell to his lust. This was the way vacations were supposed to be! By the time they left Santorini, he had had about enough sun and fun, so they went back to Piraeus. Since he had some business in northern Greece, he left the yacht in the yacht basin and flew to Thessalonika, checking into his suite at the Hyatt. On the first night, in fact, on the first hour of the first night, he met a girl named Marina. He found her in the hotel bar while he was waiting for a table for dinner. Fairly tall at 5'8" she had about 130 well distributed pounds on her frame. Her skin was pure white. Her breasts were large but not overly so and thrust upward. She was an absolute knock out. He looked for her chaperone and found none. He walked over to her and said, "Hi, could I buy you a drink?" "I don't drink much alcohol," she replied. "How about some juice or soda?" He suggested in desperation. "Maybe some passion fruit juice?" she requested. "Let me buy you dinner while you wait," he pled. "I don't know about that. I don't know you. You might be one of the bad guys. I'm just waiting for my father. I hope he remembers where I am. He often forgets me." "I promise, I'm not a lothario. I need some company during my meal and if I can offer something to you while you wait for your father, I'll be very much pleased to do so." "Okay, but just until papa gets here!" she answered. She summoned the barman and said something to him in Greek. He nodded and left. A couple of minutes later, the restaurant announced the opening of their table. "Shall we?" he asked, and escorted her to the table. "What should I have?" she asked demurely. "Order anything you want. Don't be shy. Order all of it if you want." The waiter appeared with a telephone. "It's your yacht, Mr. Ashton." He said. John took the phone, listened for a minute and then said into it, "Well, offer them ten million. I must have it." He hung up. When he looked back to Marina, her eyes were wide open. She was staring at him. "You're not THE John Ashton are you? The multi-billionaire? Oh my god!" "Guilty as charged," he replied. "I hope it doesn't make a difference to you." "I've never met a really rich person before. What are you doing here?" "I'm on vacation. I usually come here whenever I take time off. The weather is cool and the women are beautiful. Like you." She blushed. "I'm just a poor girl. How can you be seen with a person like me?" "First, you are beautiful beyond words. Second, you have a sweet, unassuming manner. Third, I am hoping you don't have a husband or a boyfriend. Last, but not least, I want to get to know you better." She was now cherry red. He thought she might cry. "Give me a minute to absorb all this," she quietly said. The waiter brought the menu while she was 'absorbing'. Finally she said, "What do you want with me?" "I am hoping to develop a deeper relationship with you. I am largely out of the company of women because of my businesses. I don't get much spare time for women. I don't want to hop in the sack. I just want to know you better." That seemed to relax her a little. He could tell even then that this wasn't going to be one of his usual easy conquests. So pure and innocent. "If it's not too much of an imposition, could you show me the city tomorrow?" "Okay, I'll meet you here in the morning. What time do you want to start?" "Let's start about nine. Then we'll have time for some sight-seeing before lunch." "Are we taking my car?" She offered. "No, I'll arrange transportation." He summoned the waiter and ordered the meal. Greeks are excellent cooks, so everything was perfect. They had a bottle of local wine (Domestica) with the meal and that seemed to make her happy. He admired her as she ate. She was delicate, almost childlike in her manner. He felt something pop way down deep inside of him. She was in the restaurant the next morning when he came down for breakfast. She had on a knockout white sun dress. She smiled when she saw him. "Good morning," she said. "Good morning to you. Would you like some breakfast?" "Okay, maybe just a little." After the meal the limo took them up into the mountains. Later they walked around the city for a while. As they walked she said, "I am sure you have many women hidden out somewhere. I don't want to be part of a harem." "I must admit I've got some women on my yacht. I don't have anyone permanent anywhere. I've been way too busy for any permanent liaisons. That is, until now," He replied as truthfully as he could. "Besides, you could never be a harem girl." "Why not?" she asked, a little miffed. "Harem girls are nothing like you. You are much nicer and a lot prettier. Also, you are not here for the money." That beautiful blush filled her cheeks again. She had a strange look in her eyes. It wasn't love and it wasn't lust. A woman had never looked at him that way before. It was disturbing. They had returned to the hotel and sat in the bar. She had a glass of fruit juice. He had a vodka martini. He summoned the barman and the barman brought the phone. He dialed and said, "Let the girls go. We may be having other guests." "Just what other guests would you be talking about?" she asked suspiciously. "I am hoping that you and your family will join me for a week or so and cruise through the islands." There was that blush again. She replied, "Daddy probably won't do it. Mama might. If she doesn't, I'll have to bring one of my sisters. I'll need a chaperone." "How many sisters do you have?" He asked. "Four," she answered. "Bring them all. Bring your mama too." "Huh? How big is this boat?" "It's got plenty of room for all of you. Don't worry. Go ask your mama and let me know in the morning." "Okay." Once again, that look flashed across her face. She arrived the next morning and they had breakfast together again. By now, he was totally hooked on her; he just didn't know it yet. He asked, "Well, did you talk it over with your parents?" "Yes, I did. As predicted, poppa won't go but mama and my sisters will." "Great! When can you be ready?" "We're ready now," she smiled. They got into the limo and headed for her house. It was a farm high up on a hill. Her sisters were all beautiful young ladies. Mama was an older version of Marina. Papa was busy in the vineyard. The driver loaded all the bags into the limo and they headed for the airport. "I thought we were going to a boat for a cruise," she said with a worried look on her face. "We are. The yacht is moored in Piraeus." "I don't know about flying. Mama might be afraid. She doesn't like crowds." "There won't be any crowds. I have my own plane." "Is it big enough for all of us?" "Gee, I hope so," He teased. When they got to the airport the limo drove right out onto the executive ramp and parked beside the 737. They all got out. Marina looked all around. "Where is your plane?" she asked. They were at the bottom of the boarding ramp. "Right here," He replied. Her eyes got bigger as she told her mama and her sisters that this big airliner was his private airplane. As they boarded the aircraft, the captain winked at him. "Nice catch!" he remarked. The interior of the 737 was designed for comfort. Huge lounge chairs, sofas and a bedroom with attached bathroom. There was another rest room forward in the cabin. The girls toured the airplane. "Mama says you're just like Hugh Hefner," Marina told him. "Tell mama that Hefner never had so many beautiful girls in his life. Tell them to strap in. We'll leave soon." The women all sank into the overstuffed seats and strapped in. They taxied out and took off. None of them had ever been in an airplane before. Two of his cabin attendants took their drink orders as soon as they leveled off. It would be a short but eventful flight. "I am going to the restroom," Marina announced and headed for the aft cabin. Mama and the sisters were busy looking out the windows as Marina motioned for him to follow her. As soon as his cabin door closed, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him full on the lips. He could feel her nipples pressing into his chest. "I don't know where this is going, John, but I want you to know we are all very grateful to you." He kissed her back, trying not to be a total letch and said, "I don't know either, but it feels like it's headed in the right direction." He went back to the main cabin and sat down. He knew then what it felt like to be in a whirl pool. He knew that his usual use 'em and lose 'em tactic was not going to work here. In fact, he had no intention of even trying it. He had never felt this way about any woman. He was confused and nervous. The airplane landed at Hellenicon and they boarded the waiting limo. Forty five minutes later, they arrived at the yacht basin. He walked across the ramp onto the deck, turned around and saw the girls all staring at him. "Come on," he said. "This is the right boat." They filed across the boarding ramp. "The attendants will show you to your staterooms. If you need anything at all, just push one of the little white buttons that are scattered around the yacht and someone will assist you." They wandered around in shock. Soon assistance appeared and they were shown to their quarters. The staterooms were elegant and richly appointed. Each had its own bathroom. Marina was the first to join him on the bridge. She wrapped her hands around his and looked into his eyes. Her eyes were limpid, bottomless pools. He wanted to dive in, but he didn't want to scare her before they even left the dock. Presently they were joined by the rest of her family. They were sitting on the after deck as the yacht pulled out of the harbor. "Mama wants to know who is driving the boat," one of the sisters asked. "Tell her the captain is driving the boat. All we have to do is relax and have fun. He has mapped out a tour of the islands, but if one of you wants to go somewhere else, let me know and we'll go there." Mama was eyeing him suspiciously. She said something to Marina in Greek. Marina laughed and said, "No, mama, it's not like that!" Marina sat down beside him on the lounger. "Mama thinks you may have captured us and are taking us away as slaves. It's not true, is it?" He laughed, "Of course not. Tell mama that if any of you are not comfortable, I can have you back home quickly." "How? Wouldn't you have to turn the boat around?" "No, on the next deck up there is a helicopter pad. I can fly any of you off at any time. I want everyone to relax and have fun, but if you can't, let me know and I'll get all of you home safely." She walked over and talked briefly with mama. Mama smiled at him and gave him a little wave. What a relief! He felt like he had just won the lottery. The beautiful Marina ambled back over to him and sat down. "Mama is happy now. She is just nervous. All this is new to us. We used to think that getting souvlaki from a street vendor was a big deal." "Speaking of food would you like some snacks?" he asked. "Yes, I think we are all a little hungry after coming from home." He ordered some fresh chilled shrimp, cracked crab and little spring rolls. When it was served, they all gathered around the buffet. "What are they doing? Why don't they eat?" he asked. Marina replied, "We thought you said 'snack'. This is dinner." "No, we're having roasted lamb for dinner. Tell them to dig in and enjoy themselves. If they want something else, let me know and I'll order it for them." Marina chattered at the women. They still appeared to be shy. "Come on, Marina. Let's get them started." He took her arm and steered her to the buffet table. "What do I do?" she asked. "Just get a plate and load it with whatever you want," he said, taking a plate from the waiting stack. He noticed that the galley staff had also included olives, cheese, bread, crackers and some caviar in addition to a couple of bottles of wine and some juice. Marina looked at her mama and loaded her plate. Her mama walked to the table, got a plate and loaded it with snacks. The rest of the girls followed suit and soon the whole group was munching, drinking and talking. He squeezed Marina's hand. "That's more like it," He remarked. "Is it always like this?" she asked. "Almost never," he replied, "I seldom have the happy company of so many beautiful women." So they sailed out across the Med. Late in the afternoon, Marina came to him, her head bowed. "What do you expect of me?" she shyly asked. "You have already given me the pleasure of your company. That is all any man could ask." "But don't you expect me to do something 'special' for you?" "I want you to do whatever makes you happy. If you are asking me if I expect you to sleep with me, the answer is no. That may come later in our relationship and I have to admit that I want to but I don't want to run afoul of your mother and sisters. I most surely do not want to scare you or make you do something you don't want to do. Let's just take it nice and slow. For now, friendly is fine with me." She smiled at him and gave him that 'look' again. She pulled his lips down to her and kissed him. It exceeded 'friendly' by a long way. Again, he felt something stirring deep in his heart. He didn't want to admit it but even then, he was falling in love with her. "I am very happy that you don't want to take advantage of me. I am having some deep feelings for you, too. I don't want to screw things up by going too far too fast." She looked at mama, then at him. She kissed him full on the lips again. Mama smiled. The sisters giggled. He had hired a small combo and at six o'clock they began to play. "Who wants to dance?" he asked. Marina immediately volunteered. "Where did you get the band?" she asked. "I don't know. You'll have to ask the chief steward. I just told him to get a good combo for our evenings. They'll probably leave us in Crete but if you want them to stay, I can arrange it." He took her into his arms and squeezed her lightly. She was so soft. Her perfume had him completely enchanted. He danced her around the deck. Mama tapped her on the shoulder and took over. What a surprise! Mama was soft and she could dance too. She squeezed him and whispered in his ear, "Please don't hurt her. She is a virgin. All my daughters are virgins." "I would rather die than hurt her," he whispered back. He was startled when he discovered that he really meant it. One by one, the sisters cut in. They were having fun. So was he but more importantly, so was Mama. The band stopped at eight. The supper chimes rang and they retired to the dining area. The galley staff had really outdone themselves. The head chef appeared and announced, "If any of you want something different, please let me know and I'll prepare it." Nobody wanted anything different; after all, roast lamb was close to being the Greek national meal. The women tried hard, but they just couldn't wolf down all the lamb. Stuffed to the gills, they all went to the forward lounge. "That was the best meal I ever had," chimed Marina. "I hope it is the first of many," he quietly murmured to her. She blushed. He felt so good, he almost yelled out loud. She was just so beautiful. The more he stayed around her, the less he wanted her to leave. He had never been in love but he suspected that he was close to it now. Her mother looked at him and smiled. She knew, even then, that he was solidly hooked. The sisters were whispering amongst themselves and giggling. They probably knew it too. It seems the only ones not completely convinced were Marina and John. One by one, the sisters and then mama went to their staterooms. He stayed in the lounge with Marina, not wanting to let her get away. She sat down next to him. He put his arms around her and kissed her. She hugged him tightly to her and hummed a little tune. He kissed her again and she melted into his arms. None of the women he had ever been with had this effect on him. He had the feeling that she belonged right where she was and that nothing could tear her away from him. He knew it would be easy to let things get out of hand and he didn't want that. Had she been anyone else, they would have been in his stateroom by now. His body ached for her. If he didn't take charge, he knew he would loose control and do something he would regret. He stood up and pulled her to her feet. "I don't want to leave you now, but I want you to get a good night's rest. If only you weren't so damned nice! I'll take you to your stateroom." "What makes you think I want to go to my stateroom?" she asked. "Maybe I want to go to your stateroom." "Marina, if you were just about anyone else, I would lift you up and carry you at a dead run to my room. But I think we may be working on something really good here and I don't want to take the chance of losing it." "I guess you're right John, but it would be so easy to be with you. My hormones are boiling." "Believe me, I know how you feel. I feel the same way. I promised your mother that I would not hurt you and I am determined to keep that promise. I want you so badly, my entire being is shaking. Let's be sure before we do anything rash." He walked her to her stateroom. He held her and hugged her at the door, letting his lips gently brush hers. She held his head, pulled him to her and licked his lips. He knew he wasn't going to last much longer. Back in his stateroom, he reviewed the situation. Here he was in the middle of the Med with a girl he was falling in love with. Love? How did that get in there? As he thought it over, he realized that he was, in fact, falling in love with her. Did he need a woman to complicate his already complex life? What good was all his money if he couldn't share it with someone he loved? He had never shared anything with anybody. He was too busy amassing a fortune. Did he want a wife and kids? He wasn't sure, but he knew he wanted Marina. He knew he would have to talk to mama and papa very soon. Grecian Odessey He drifted into a fitful sleep. He writhed all night. He dreamed of Marina. At eight o'clock the breakfast chimes sounded and he headed for the dining room. One by one the sisters assembled and sat down. There was no sign of mama and no sign of Marina. The girls ordered their breakfasts and still no Marina and no mama. Finally at eight forty they both walked into the dining room. They both sat down at his table. This couldn't be good. "Mama and I had a long talk this morning. I told her how I felt about you. Now I want you to tell her how you feel about me." He looked directly into Mama's eyes. "I am in love with your daughter," he confessed. "I know I haven't known her for very long, but the more I see her, the deeper my love grows. It's something I have no control over. I have no experience with love. I've never been in love before, but I am fully aware that love brings elation and pain. I promised you I wouldn't hurt her and I won't. I must talk to your husband. After this cruise, we will go back to Thessalonika and I'll talk to him. I have promised Marina that I will not take advantage of her. All I can tell you is that I love her." Marina had tears in her eyes. They were running down her face. Had they been alone, he would have licked them off. "I thought you might be in love with me, but I wasn't sure until just now. What are we going to do?" she murmured. "We are going to do whatever you want to do. I refuse to let you go. I want to keep you with me always," he replied. "I know that you will have to return to the States soon. We must talk to papa. I want you as badly as you want me, but we cannot overlook Greek tradition." "I seldom overlook anything. I know a man in Athens who can get passports and visas for you and your family quickly. I want to finish this cruise. I don't want Mama to think that I am kidnapping you. Don't forget that we must talk to your father. Now, let's just relax and enjoy the sea." "What do you have planned for us?" she whispered. "First, I can't even think about making love to you until I talk to papa. If papa says 'no' I don't know what I'll do, but I know I must have you with me. Maybe I'll kidnap you then." "Oh, John, you might be too cautious. You must be firm when talking to Greek men, especially fathers. My father is a little gruff, but he is a good man under that rough exterior." "I hope so, Marina, I'm not used to taking 'no' for an answer. I can be pretty tough when I have to be. Let's go out on the after deck and enjoy the evening." They stood and excused themselves. Her sisters were pointing and giggling. They knew she had him and now, so did he. Hand in hand they walked out onto the afterdeck into the warm Greek night. He hugged her tightly and she hugged him. He looked back into the cabin and saw Mama looking at them and smiling. At least half the war was over. It took them a week to visit four more islands. At each one the left the yacht and went ashore. John told Marina that they could buy anything they wanted and mama and the sisters took full advantage of it. Finally leaving Mykonos they sailed all night. The yacht anchored in Crete the next day. "Who wants to go shopping?" he asked. All the girls huddled together and chattered like magpies. Marina walked over to him and said, "We all want to go shopping, but we don't have any money." "Come with me," he replied and led her to his stateroom. "Home at last!" she exclaimed and jumped in the middle of his bed. He almost lost it and jumped in with her. "That will come much later," he told her. He walked over to the safe and spun the dials. "Come here." He ordered. She hopped off the bed and came to him. "What do you want?" she asked. Digging into the safe, he removed a stack of cash and handed it to her. She shyly took it. "How much is this?" she asked. "I don't know. It's probably several thousand dollars worth of drachmas. I never count petty cash." "What am I to do with it?" "Take your mama and sisters into town and go shopping," he answered. "Are you coming with us?" "No, I have business to attend to, but I have an escort for you," he said as they headed for the main salon. He pushed a white button and a steward appeared almost immediately. "Tell George and Phil I need them," he instructed. "Yes sir," he replied and sped away. "Who are George and Phil?" Marina asked. A few seconds later her question was answered as two really big men appeared in the lounge. "Yes sir?" George and Phil had been in his employ for years. Both were ex seals and both would kill for him if necessary. "The ladies are going shopping. Guard them with your life. If they run out of money, get some more. Do not let them get cheated and above all, do not let them get hurt." "Yes, sir" they replied. "Wow!" commented Marina. "Would they really give their lives in our defense?" "Absolutely. If you need anything, just let them know and they'll take care of it." he answered. The shore launch appeared at the fantail and the ladies got on board. Soon they were sailing to the pier. He watched until they got off the launch and then went inside. He got on the world phone and called his Seattle office. "There may be one or more guests coming with me. They are to receive the luxury treatment. Prepare the house for as many as six guests." He hung up the phone. The barman poured him a vodka martini and he settled on the afterdeck to await the return of his shoppers and his helicopter. The helicopter beat the shoppers back to the yacht. The pilot brought him a small package which he put in the safe in his stateroom. He went back to the afterdeck just in time to see his boat load of women approach and board the yacht. Marina had a big smile on her face. Mama was smiling. The sisters were giggling. "What happened, did you break the bank?" John asked. "Better than that!" Marina answered. "Well, are you going to tell me or do I have to guess?" "I think we need to be in the lounge for this news," she replied. John detoured to his stateroom and retrieved the small package. He opened it and put the contents in his pocket. Then he walked into the lounge. "Okay, what's the big news?" he inquired. Marina smiled at him and said in a low voice, "Mama called papa while we were in town. Papa said it's okay with him if I am in love with you." "Yes John. My husband said, don't hurt her. What is next?" said mama. "I'm glad you asked," replied John. He got down on one knee in front of Marina. "I have loved you from the first moment I saw you. There is no way I can live without you. Will you marry me?" He opened the ring box and gave her a huge engagement ring. She squealed, "Yes, yes, yes! How did you know that papa would say it was alright?" "Americans can be decisive too. I decided I had to have you regardless," he whispered. He got up and sat beside her, kissing her tenderly. Mama approached them and said, "We want to go back home. Marina can stay with you. We must go home and arrange the wedding!" "I'll send my airplane for you. Please don't leave until I have a chance to help you with the wedding arrangements. I'll call for my jet right now!" He went to his office and wrote a check for the family. Then he presented it to mama. She looked at the amount and said, "This is too much. You shouldn't waste your money like this!" "You must allow me to help you if I am to be part of your family. As soon as we're married, I'll take us all to my home in the States. You can all relax and play in my country." Mama looked at him and smiled. It suddenly dawned on her that money meant nothing to this man who was in love with her daughter. She gripped his hand. Then to Marina she said, "Try not to kill him before the wedding!" "Why Mama!! What do you mean by that?" "I think you know. You two have a good vacation and then come home to me." After dinner the girls all went to their rooms leaving John and Marina on the after deck. He held her tightly to him like he was afraid she would get away. She kissed him and smiled. "I'll be sleeping with you tonight," she whispered. Her hands dropped to the bulge in his slacks and found their prize. She squeezed it. "This is mine now. I must have it!" John picked her up and carried her to his stateroom. Once inside he deposited her gently on the bed. She was absolutely the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Her hair fanned out around her head like a halo. Her soft smile invited him to her side. He lay on the bed beside her, gathered her into his arms and kissed her a deep kiss filled with passion. She returned his kiss with equal fervor. "Undress me!" she ordered. "Good idea," he panted. They stood next to the bed and divested each other of their clothing. Soon he had on only his shorts and she was clad in a bra and panties. He hugged her to him and deftly unsnapped her bra. When she stepped back her magnificent breasts were presented to him. Lust was overcoming them. She pulled his shorts off and stared in wonder at his rigid cock. He slipped her panties to the floor and kissed her dampening pussy. Her skin was pure alabaster and without blemish. She observed that he was trembling, shaking like a leaf. "I am trembling because I am a virgin, but why are you trembling?" "Because you are the most beautiful, perfect woman I have ever seen and soon you'll be mine." They fell to the bed in each other's arms. John's hands were shaking as he reached for her. Her hands were shaking too. He pulled her naked body to him and held her gently against himself. She could feel his hardness pressing into her. He kissed her as he rubbed her body. His hands found her breasts and he caressed her nipples. Her hands squeezed his cock. He kissed her breasts and lovingly sucked on her nipples. She moaned and tightened her grip on his manhood, slowly jacking it. "I'm going to eat you now," he whispered. He started kissing his way down her belly. His hands grasped her rump and lifted her to his hungry lips. He kissed her vulva and then licked her already wet slit. When he licked her she started the shudder. "Oh God, don't stop," she begged. He stuck his tongue into her sex and fucked her with his mouth. As he sucked her clit into his lips, he entered her with a finger, feeling for her G spot. When he found it he rubbed it gently. Marina elevated off the bed. "Yes, yes," she screamed. "More, more." He was licking her captured clit while he fingered her G spot. She was going insane with desires and pleasures she hadn't even suspected existed. "What's happening to me John?" she cried out. "You are going to have an orgasm. Relax. You'll love it!" And cum she did, screaming out her lust and love. John lapped up as much of her juice as he could. He slid up her body and gave her a deep, deep lover's kiss. She tasted herself for the first time on his tongue. "This is the time, isn't it?" she asked in a quavering voice. "If you want it, you are now ready," he whispered. "Please, John, please! Take my innocence!" she quietly begged. She parted her legs for him and he moved to her opening. She could feel his cock pressing on her sex. "Will this hurt?" she quietly asked. "Maybe a little, but it'll feel real good pretty soon." "Promise?" "I swear!" "Then now is the time. Do it!" she wrapped her legs around his butt as he started probing her pussy. Her cherry popped as soon as he started to enter her. "OOHH! It hurts John!" she exclaimed. "Do you want to stop?" he asked. "No!!! Make me a woman. I'll never stop even if it kills me!" John slid the rest of his dick into her super tight pussy. He stopped when he had it all in her. "I'll just wait for you to feel good," he informed her. "I'm already feeling good. Do it! Do it now!" He started to glide out of her. "Noooo!" she moaned. Then she felt him glide back in. The more he pumped her, the better it felt. "Oh yes!! Do it harder. Make me cum again!" she cried. John had never felt a pussy like this one. It was quivering and pulsating around his throbbing cock. "Oh. God, I do love you so!" he exclaimed with his lips buried in her hair. John tried to go slowly so as not to hurt her but soon lust and Mother Nature took over and he was pounding into her. "More, more, fast, faster" she panted. "Please don't stop! Make me cum again!" she whimpered. He felt her starting to shudder and he knew she was close to orgasm. He drove into her with renewed vigor. Her breath shortened and she clutched his body to her. Her feet beat a tattoo on his butt. She was in the middle of an intense climax when his toes curled and he slammed as deeply into her as her could. "AAAAaaaaahhhhh, yes, yes," she screamed as she came on his squirting rod. She could feel his hot offering deep inside her pussy as it drained the life giving fluid from him. "Oh my God!" he cried when he felt himself jetting his semen into her. His sweat mingled with her sweat and combined with the juices of their love. He rolled over so she was on top and held her tightly to him. "I don't have the words to tell you how much I love you," he whispered. He started licking the sweat from her body. "Oh John, I am not clean. Don't do that." "I am going to lick you everywhere. Don't worry about your sweat. It just means I don't have to salt you!" he chuckled. He sucked on her earlobes and licked her throat. He kissed the valley between her magnificent breasts and sucked on her armpits. She was starting to wriggle. "John you are going to make me cum again," she observed. "I hope so," he replied, wriggling his tongue in her navel. Next came her body. Her juices were sweet in his mouth. Traveling down her body, her legs and feet fell to his tender ministrations. "Roll over," he ordered. She was in no mood to fight so she soon was on her belly. He tasted her over every square inch that his tongue could reach. He rolled her onto her back. She was shaking as she came down from her sexual high. John was still licking her. He stopped licking and held her into his arms. "I'll love you forever," he declared. "Oh John I never knew that sex was like this. I thought there would be a lot of pain and discomfort, but I was wrong. This is the best thing that ever happened to me and the really good thing is, it happened with the man I love!" "If it's this good before our wedding, I can't even imagine the honeymoon," he replied. John slowly sat up in the bed and Marina sat beside him. They were exploring each other, kissing and feeling. "I want to examine my penis in more detail!" she suddenly exclaimed. She lay on his lap facing his member. She tentatively touched it. Then she kissed it. Cupping his balls, she thrust it into her mouth. It was swelling inside her. "You're going to kill me!" John cried, wriggling and twitching as she sucked him off. "I'm gonna cum!" he screeched. He held her head into his lap and squirted another load of baby juice down her throat. Licking her lips with a satisfied smile, she remarked, "MMmmm, yummy, yummy!" He pulled her to him and kissed her deeply. When they broke the kiss, he noticed that she was still smiling. "Okay, what are you smiling about?" "Well, my girl friends told me it would taste bad. They said it might even hurt. They obviously know nothing about it. It tasted good and it felt good. I want to do that all the time!" "Marina, let's take our first shower together. I can't wait to get you wet." When they stood up she noticed some blood spots on the sheet. "I must save that so my parents know I was a virgin." John swept the sheet off the bed in one motion and stowed it in his closet. "Let's get wet!" he remarked. She held his hand as they walked into the shower room. The hot water was soon stinging them as they enjoyed their first shower together. "I've got to wash our cock!" she happily announced and soaped his dick. While she busied herself with his pecker, he gently washed her tits, pinching her nipples and making her squirm. His soapy hand went between her legs and he rubbed her tenderly. Soon she was quivering and twitching in his hands. "Fuck me here!" she begged. John picked her up and slid her over his cock. She wrapped her legs around him as he bounced her. "John!! I'm gonna cum!! Bounce me harder. Fuck me to death!!!" Her pussy squeezed his cock as she entered orgasm causing him to shoot his seed deep into her. He held her tightly to him. "We're never going to get clean if we keep this up," he told her. "In don't care if I'm never clean again. Don't pull it out. It belongs in me." They somehow managed to get each other clean. John carried her out of the shower and deposited her gently on their bed. He crawled in behind her and slipped his cock into her from behind. His arms wrapped around her and his hands gently massaged her breasts. "I'm going to sleep with it in you," he announced. "Are we spooning? Mama told me about spooning. I love it already. Are you going to cum in me again?" "I'm going to try. You are just too sweet and hot. I want to cum in you every night forever!" She could feel his hot breath on her neck. For the first time in her life she knew that all was right with the world. He moved a little and she felt his cock wiggle deep inside her. She went to sleep with a satisfied smile on her face. Mama and the sisters all giggled when the lovers finally staggered in to breakfast. "Did you have a nice time last night?" mama inquired. "It was great!" replied Marina. "Are you pregnant yet?" "Oh mama!" answered a red faced Marina. "You know we wouldn't know this soon. We are working on it though!" "Did you save your sheet?" "Yes mama. It will be ready before you leave." John and Marina settled in for breakfast. After breakfast they all sat on the fantail and watched the harbor traffic. Mama leaned over and said something to Marina in Greek. Marina blushed and said something back to her in Greek. Mama laughed. "What's the joke?" John asked. "Mama asked how big your cock is." "What did you tell her?" "I told her it wasn't your cock anymore, it is mine." John looked at mama and nodded. The he burst out laughing. So did mama. John now felt secure in his relations with the family. Mama said, "You must make lots of fat babies so I will have something to play with." "We're working on it mama. Don't set the wedding too far in the future. I have a feeling that it won't be long!" John replied. A steward appeared with the sheet in a plastic bag. He handed it to Marina and Marina presented it to mama who looked at it and smiled. "Yes, you will make many fat babies for me," she grinned. John escorted the women to the waiting helicopter. "We'll be there in two weeks," he said to mama. Mama kissed his cheek. Mama smiled and got aboard the helicopter with her girls. John watched them go until they were out of sight in the direction of the airport. Marina wrapped her hands around his neck and whispered, "Where will you take me now?" "Anywhere you want to go," he answered. "Can we go to Italy?" she asked. "Sure. I'll just tell the captain. Was there anywhere special you wanted to visit?" "No, just have the captain select some nice places," she said as she pulled his lips to hers. "I want you now," she whispered. "Then you shall have me!" They stumbled into the master's suite, groping and grabbing. As the big yacht pulled out of the harbor, John sank his yacht into Marina's harbor. "It is at home again," Marina giggled. "Let's see if we can make a baby on this trip," John answered. Marina was wriggling beneath him, driving him wild. He stroked her rapidly. As she approached climax, she screamed, "Yes, yes, give it to me!!" and then she collapsed. John was squirting his juice into her. She regained her senses and humped him fiercely. Grecian Odessey "If I could, I would have you in me all the time," she panted. "What a great idea! I'll see what I can do about that!" "Can I sleep on top of you with it in me?" "Sweetheart, you can do anything you want. I am your slave." John kissed her and felt her tongue engage his. He moaned and rubbed her body, clasping her tightly to him. "I love you," she stated simply. She was completely open to him. "Do what you want with me but first, make me pregnant." She grabbed his flaccid cock and rubbed it on her leg. Her efforts were rewarded when she felt him swelling in her hand. "You must be superman!!" she laughed as he attained a full erection. "It depends on the circumstances. Not many men could resist a treatment like this!" "You are not supposed to resist. You are supposed to keep it in me at all times. Like now. Give it to me!!!" John mounted her again and slid his stiff dick into her slick, wet receptacle. "That's what I want. Make it squirt. I have to feel your juice in me again." "Yes maam," John said as he started to stroke her. He pulled her beautiful body tightly against himself as her pumped her hard. "Oh John, please don't ever stop loving me," she panted. "I can't stop. I guess I'll always be in love with you." John and Marina stayed locked in each other's embrace for the better part of the next two weeks. The yacht visited several Mediterranean venues. They would explore each one briefly and the get back on board and make passionate love with each other. The final stop was Thessalonika. Mama was waiting at the dock. Marina skipped lightly across the gangway and into her mother's arms. "Oh mama, it was more beautiful and wonderful than I ever thought it could be. We had an incredible time. I know that John will be a great husband." "I heard that!" laughed John. "I don't fit on a pedestal." "No, but you will fit on my wedding bed quite nicely," Marina replied. It seemed like half the city attended the wedding. John and Marina said their vows and exchanged rings. Marina's father shook John's hand. "You be nice to my little girl," he admonished. "I have to be nice to her. I love her. I am very happy to be part of your family." "What will you do now?" papa inquired. "The first order of business is to get passports and visas for all of you. After that I'll take you to my home and you can relax." "I can't leave my farm." "We'll hire a manager." "I cannot afford a manager." "I can. Consider it a wedding gift for giving me the most beautiful woman on the planet." Papa thought it over for a while. He grinned broadly and said, "Okay, but I must return sometime. I am a man of the soil." "You can return anytime you want papa. I want everybody to be happy. I would also like for my new family to see my homeland. The area where I live is absolutely beautiful. If you don't like it, you can return right away, but I want you to see where your beautiful daughter and I will spend our lives. It is where your grandchildren will grow up. Please come with us, at least for a little while." "Now I see why you are so successful in business. You are a very persuasive man. I will come with you for a little while. You are right. I must see where my daughter and grandchildren will live," papa agreed. "And now we must go to Athens to secure your passports and visas. My man there should be almost ready." "Where will we all stay?" asked papa. "I rented the penthouse in a big hotel. It takes the whole top floor and will accommodate all of us." "You have it all together. I am happy to have you as my son." They all boarded John's jet and he flew the whole tribe to Athens. Two limos met them at the airport. They departed for the hotel. When they got to the penthouse, papa found out it was about fifteen thousand square feet, much larger than his home. "This must cost you a fortune!" he said to John as they entered the suite. "Anything for my wife and family!" John replied. "If you want to sight see while we wait for your documents, the cars are at your disposal day and night. There are two master suites and several bedrooms. You and mama can take one of the master suites and Marina and I will take the other. The girls can fight it out over the bedrooms." They settled down into the hotel. Papa came to John and said, "I'm kind of hungry. Where can we eat?" "You can go to any one of several fine restaurants here in the hotel, order from room service or if there is a special restaurant you want to try, I'll arrange it. George and Phil can help you." "Are they the two giant Americans my daughters told me about?" "Yes sir. I don't want anything to happen to you and mama." Marina had chosen the master suite that overlooked the sea. She was waiting for him to finish with papa. When he walked through the door she threw herself into his arms. "We're really going, aren't we John?" she squealed. "Yes my love. It'll take about two weeks, but we will go. You seem to be over dressed." He observed. "Oh boy!!!" she whispered. "I've been waiting for this all day!" "Let me help you into your honeymoon suit," he volunteered. She held her arms over her head as he deftly divested her of her clothing. Then she quickly stripped him, grabbed his hand and jumped into bed. He fell beside her and took her tenderly into his arms. Her body was trembling in anticipation. John licked her breasts and sucked on her neck leaving a strawberry mark. "Oh John, you shouldn't do that. What will mama say?" "I'll bet she doesn't think we're holding hands. My mark shows my love for you." "Well, in that case," she mumbled and attached her lips to his neck leaving another strawberry mark. "A woman has never done that to me! I kind of like it," he smiled. "This woman will do everything to you," she playfully replied. Her lips slid down his body and engulfed his fat penis. He could feel her tongue playing in the hole in the end. It was driving him insane. She grasped his nuts and squeezed gently. Her head bobbed up and down on his distended prick. "Oh God!!! You're going to kill me!" he growled. She didn't miss a beat. Soon he felt his hormones boiling way down deep inside him. "Watch out! I'm gonna cum!" he warned. She deep throated him and he couldn't hold it anymore. His entire load slid down her throat. It was so good it almost knocked him out. When he regained his senses, she was sliding her hand up and down his half limp cock and fiddling around with the head, licking it occasionally. "After I recover, I'm gonna lick you until you scream," he groaned. "Then things are going according to my plan. I can't wait for you to recover. Kiss me!" John dragged her to his hungry lips and sank his tongue into her mouth. She sucked on his tongue and he captured hers. "I can't wait," she panted. "Put it in me." "Yes maam!" John agreed. He grabbed her waist and spun her around, entering her from behind. "I read about this but I never thought I would get to try it!" she squealed. He reached around her and rubbed her clit. Suddenly she was gyrating like an out of control airplane. She felt him plumb her depths as she experienced things she had only read about. His hot breath was on her neck as he humped her. Between his cock stroking her so fiercely and his fingers playing with her clit, she soon was on her way to another monumental climax. When she finally came he was buried deep within her, squirting the contents of himself into her. She collapsed in a little wet heap beneath him. He crawled off and took her into his arms as she regained her wits. "Oh John, we've got to do that again." "I'm afraid you'll have to wait. Your pecker has died and will probably take some time to recover." "Then hold me and love me. I want to stay in your arms forever!" He squeezed her gently and soon she was asleep. Her breath tickled his chest hairs. She made a little purring sound. John was absolutely sure that he had become her slave. He would do anything she asked. His breathing deepened and soon he too was asleep. Of course, instead of the two weeks he had been promised to clear all the paper work, it took five weeks. John grumbled every minute it was late. He even thought about chartering another yacht but he knew he wanted to be immediately available to field any problems. Finally, physical completed, shots taken, paperwork finished and photographs submitted, the passports and visas were delivered to him. He called the family together. "If you have any unfinished business now is the time to take care of it. We'll leave in two days!" Everybody seemed happy. Papa broke out a bottle of ouzo and they all toasted their trip. Even the sisters got a little shot of the powerful libation. The morning of the trip arrived and they all went to Hellenicon and boarded his jet. Soon they were on the polar route to Seattle. When the plane leveled off Marina whispered to John, "Mama wants to use your bedroom." "Why?" asked John. "Papa and she want to join the mile high club." "Okay," John laughed, but we get to use it before we get to Seattle." Marina said something in Greek to mama. Mama smiled, pulled papa into the bedroom and shut the door. They came out an hour later smiling. John gave the 'thumbs up' to papa. "Thank you,' Papa said. "That's so sweet," Marina told him. He kissed her deeply and held her soft body as close to him as he could get. The sisters giggled. He didn't know if they were amused by Marina and him or mama and papa. Probably both. The pilot came on the intercom and said, "We are starting our descent into SEATAC. Please be seated and strap in." All eyes were on the windows while everyone watched the western Washington forest glide by. Soon there was a 'thump', 'thump' as the jet settled onto the runway. Home again! John could hardly believe the events of the past few weeks. He had left on vacation a happy bachelor and come back with a family. Customs met them at the executive ramp and soon had them cleared for entry into the United States. Two limos and a Suburban picked up them and their gear and started the trek to Mercer Island. Everyone chattered excitedly as they sped down the freeway to their new home. John's staff was waiting for him at the entrance of the twenty five thousand square foot mansion. The staff escorted the visitors into the house. Mama and papa stared at their surroundings. "Mama wants to know if this is a hotel," Marine quietly said to him. "No, this is your new home. Do you like it?" Marina chattered with her parents and her sisters. John looked at Mama and mama smiled at him. "The staff will show you to your quarters. If you have a problem with your sleeping arrangements, let them know and they'll fix it." The maids unpacked the family's luggage in their respective rooms. John stood on the main concourse overlooking the lake. He had his arm wrapped around Marina's shoulders. Suddenly she pulled his lips to hers and kissed him deeply. "This is like a fairy tale. I love our house and I love you. Mama and papa are dazzled by this place. I guess it is overwhelming for all of us." "It was a long flight. I'll have the cooks prepare a light meal and then we can rest. Tomorrow, I'll want to talk to the whole family after breakfast." "Whose boats are those?" Marina asked pointing to four big cruisers moored at the pier. "Those boats belong to us. You and I own everything you see." "The seaplane too?" "Yes my dear, all of it. We can discuss all these things tomorrow." After dinner John took her outside to enjoy the cool breeze coming from the lake. "I always thought this place was the most beautiful thing in the world until I met you," he whispered to her. "I love it here John. This will be a great place for our children." He held her in his arms and kissed her tender lips gently in the fading light. She sighed and gave herself up to him. "Let's go to bed," she said quietly. They walked into the house and he carried her into their bedroom. He gently laid her on the satin sheets covering the giant custom made bed. Soon he was beside her, feeling her body as she felt his. "We've got to get rid of these clothes," he excitedly murmured to her. Her hands trembled as she undressed him. This was to be their first intercourse in this home. She grinned because he was trembling too. Naked, they reached for each other, devouring each other's lips. Her fingers wrapped around his cock and stroked it gently. She felt his hands on her breasts as he started the dance of love. One hand dipped to her crotch and rubbed her slit. A low moan escaped her lips as she slipped down the slope to the ultimate pleasure. "Now John, do it now. I can't wait! I must have it in me!" He rolled on top of her and soon she felt his hard cock sliding into her center. The rhythm of passion started. Her body humped against him as her drove her closer and closer to ecstasy. "Give me a baby John!!!" she cried. Her orgasm had overcome her senses. John's orgasm started as soon as he felt the first contraction in her pussy. The semen shot from him into her as they wriggled against each other. When he was empty and she was sated, she asked, "Oh John, do you think we have conceived?" "I hope so sweetheart, but even if we haven't, we still get to practice all the time." "I want it again as soon as you are ready," she requested. "It is yours. You can have it any time you want it1" he laughed. "If I'm pregnant do you want a boy or a girl?" she whispered. "All I want is a fat, healthy child. I don't care about what sex it is. Whatever we make will be good for us. Her hands wrapped around his fast hardening cock. She rolled over on top of him and slid their dick into her hot, wet pussy. "MMmmm," she moaned as the magic shaft sank into her. "Can I sleep like this, with it in me?" she whispered. "Honey you can do anything you want. If you want to sleep wet, I'm all for it." "Oh, goody, goody!" she cried as she wriggled on top of his pleasure stick. Soon she stopped wiggling and he could feel her warm breath against his chest. I might do this every night, he thought as he drifted off to sleep. Marina woke him the next morning mewling into his chest and rubbing his cock. "I guess that means you want breakfast," he said as he regained his senses. "I want you for breakfast!" Marina squealed. "Then you shall have me!" John answered and slid his cock into her anxious pussy. She was already very wet. They struggled with each other and soon Marina was in the throes of a magnificent orgasm. John kept stroking her and she came again only this time he squirted a big load of sperm laden semen into her center. "It's mine all mine," she happily grunted. "Let's get cleaned up and go to breakfast," John suggested. He pulled her off the bed and they strolled into the shower together. John called the family together after breakfast. "I want to tell you about the various toys we have. As soon as you are capable you may want to enjoy them on your own. If you need help or are unsure, the staff will assist you. I want you all to have a great time. Later this week we'll take one of my boats out to the San Juan Islands. I have a cottage on Orcas Island and we can stay there as long as you want. If any of you want to go fishing, the staff will help you get fishing licenses. We have plenty of equipment but if you want to use something we don't have, just tell the staff and they'll help you find it." Papa asked, "I heard you have hunting here. Can we do that?" "Of course. I have a lot of hunting equipment so when the season comes around, we can go." The sisters were giggling and chattering among themselves. Marina told him, "They wonder what you do for entertainment." "There are many places in Seattle that have all kinds of entertainment. If you want some real entertainment, we can fly to Las Vegas. I'm sure we'll find something to please you. And now since this is your first day here, I think you should explore the house and grounds. If you see something you want to do just tell the staff and they'll fix it for you. Have a good time and please come to me if you have any concerns." With that he took Marina's hand and led her down to the waterfront. "John you have a beautiful house," Marina observed. "It's not my house anymore. It is our house. All the things you will see and experience belong to you. Please regard this as your new home." As they stood on the pier, she held his neck and bent him into a kiss. "I love you John," she declared. He held her tighter and took her into the boathouse. Moored there was his favorite yacht, an eighty five footer named 'Someday'. "This will be the Marina A." he told her. They got on board and went directly to the master's cabin. "Oh John, this is better than any house I've ever lived in," she said. "Let's test the bed!" he suggested. She squealed and jumped right in the middle of it. He started peeling her cloths from her as she wriggled and tried to help him. When she was naked she whispered, "Now you." She slowly stripped him, kissing her way down his body. She enveloped his cock and sucked mightily. "Oh God, that is so good. Come up here. I want to kiss you." She dropped his cock and slid up his body. He found her lips and licked them. She opened up and soon they were soul kissing each other. She held his dick and he rubbed her pussy. Her legs popped open and he claimed his treasure. Wriggling and writhing, moaning with pleasure she accepted his cock and sucked it into her hungry pussy. "Are we gonna do this every time we're alone?" she whispered. "Definitely." "I can't get enough of you. Let's get busy!" His rhythm increased almost to the point of pain and still she begged for more. Suddenly she screamed, he grunted and another load of love fluid was injected into her. They lay panting side by side breathing heavily from their sweet labor. He held her and she squeezed him as hard as she could. "I hope you're pregnant," he said as he licked her forehead. "I hope so too. We need some babies. Oh God I love you John. Hold me forever!" "That's my plan," he answered. Marina and John enjoyed each other for many years and produce six offspring. By the time he retired John's fortune had grown to over nine billion dollars and he trained his sons in his business. He thanked God every day for leading him on his Grecian Odyssey.