Mykonos My hubby and I vacationed Greece a few years back...

Mykonos My hubby and I vacationed Greece a few years back. It was our longest vacation to date, lasting an entire two weeks. With it being our first time there, we did a ton of touristy stuff of course. In fact, we spent an entire 5 days in Athens alone. But when we ended our trip with 4 days on Mykonos at a 4 star luxury hotel, that’s when things really heated up. On the first night there we met ‘Mr X.’ I can’t use his real name because he just happens to be an extremely well known basketball player in the NBA. At the recommendation of the concierge, hubby and I ventured out to a hot nightclub called Babylon. The first thing I noticed walking in was MrX towering over the entire dance floor. After about 45 minutes in the club, MrX noticed me too. Targeted me is probably a better way of putting it. Without him evening knowing that I’m a practicing hotwife, he brazenly began hitting on me right in front of my husband. I had specifically chosen a dress for that night that emphasized my breasts (putting it mildly), and he zeroed in on them immediately. His compliment, which incorporated a reference to a huge load of his ejaculate, was so forward that it caught me completely off guard. After buying both me and hubby a drink, he essentially took me away from my husband, telling him that a woman as gorgeous as me deserved to be at the center of the dance floor. Once X had me there, I became his for the rest of the evening while hubby watched everything unfold from our table. We danced for hours to the thumping music, with my breasts completely exposed for probably half the time. X made himself quite familiar with several other parts of my body on the dance floor as well, confirming for himself in fact how wet my married pussy was for him. And around 4am he swept my sweaty little body off to his suite without so much as letting me say goodnight to my husband. A member of X’s entourage delivered him message simply indicating that he would have his wife back in time for brunch tomorrow at Tropicana. For the next 4 hours Mr. X made me his woman. This stud had both the cock and stamina of Zeus himself, and he delighted himself to fruition in each of my three very willing and receptive openings before our night together was over. In fact, before that morning I’d never allowed a man to climax bare inside of my ass, but X didn’t bother asking my permission in any event. Around 10 am the next morning, a member of his entourage escorted me back to my hotel, and I quietly slipped out of my dress and crawled into bed with my sleeping husband. I was so exhausted from rutting all night with X that I didn’t even bother to so much as change out of my filthy little panties. I spooned against my sweet husband and immediately drifted off into a blissful sleep to the sound of waves cascading onto shore outside of our window. My last thought was of how excited I was to tell him the plans that Mr. X and I had made for the afternoon. Plans that this time involved all three of us. If you enjoy my stories please consider tipping on this post as a way to support my writing endeavors. Thank you ☺️