This is the first of a series of stories I want to publish. This one is free! I hope you all enjoy it.
Kisses,
Isabelle
My watch beeped softly under my sleeping bag and I jerked awake and then groaned. My head was thumping, my mouth was dry and tasted disgusting. I felt thirsty and slightly nauseous. It was just another morning on holiday on the Greek island of Paros, and I was hung-over, alone and miserable in my sleeping bag. As always, my friend Andy had managed to get a girl the night before and had not come back to the tent we were sharing. As always, I had returned to the camping site alone, horny, and still a fucking virgin. I cursed myself and stuck my head under my raggedy pillow. I wasn't ugly, I had a decent body. I lifted weights and did kickboxing. I knew I could be interesting and funny, I had plenty of friends who were girls who'd attest to that. So why was I so unlucky, night after night? Why could I never screw up the courage to simply hit on girls and hope for the best? I was hopeless, paralysed by insecurity. At the critical moment my courage would fade away and I'd be left standing there, stammering, while my target would shake her head in disgust and walk away. There were only three days left of my holiday, and it seemed that my fantasies of finally losing my virginity on the Greek islands were not going to be realised.
My watch beeped again, and I wrestled it out from under me and angrily switched it off. I had to get up, I had set my alarm so I could be out of my tent early enough to see the girls in the tent opposite mine. The three sexy young university students from Germany were the only bright spark in my holiday. Every morning they casually and un-self-consciously undressed and dressed outside their tent, showing off their youthful, beautiful, sun-kissed bodies to all around. I had not missed the show once in the week I had been there, and I wasn't about to miss it now. I could hear them talking softly amongst themselves and laughing as they stirred in their tent. I unzipped my tent flap and ran out to brush my teeth, wash my face and drink some water so that I would be at least slightly presentable.
When I came back from the communal washrooms, only Annemarie had risen. She was the eldest and the leader of the group. She was tall and strong and athletically built, with muscular, long, slim legs, narrow hips, a flat stomach and small, almost non-existent tits. Her face was striking and handsome, with a wide, confident mouth, an aquiline nose and large, hazel eyes. Her light brown hair was always pulled back severely from her face in a utilitarian pony-tail, and while she showed her body off with as much abandon as her friends did to all the men at the camping, I was sure that she was at least bi, if not lesbian. Still, she had always been friendly towards me; I think she could sense that she was not my type and that I was not interested in her in that way. I still enjoyed watching her cat-like movements though, and her muscles smoothly gliding under her dark-tanned skin.
"Ah, Matthew, good morning!" she said. "You came back so late last night, I was not sure that you would be able to wake up this morning in time to greet us!" She winked at me, making it clear she knew exactly why I dragged myself out of bed each morning so early. "Liese was quite worried that you would not be up in time to say good morning to her," she continued, "Clara and I had quite a time convincing the poor girl that you could be depended on!"
My heart skipped a beat. Of the three girls, Liese was my favourite. In fact, if I was to be honest with myself, I would have to admit that I had quite a crush on the petite blonde. Could she really be concerned with whether I would wake up early enough to see her? What did she care about an 18 year old gawky virgin just out of high school? I blushed at the thought and looked up to see Annemarie smiling cheekily at me. My heart sank, that explained it. She was just teasing. She turned away from me and bent over at the waist, presenting her firm ass to me as she flipped open her tent flap. My cock stiffened slightly in my shorts as I caught a glimpse of her pussy lips.
"Liese!" she bellowed into the tent, "your boyfriend is up and about and wondering where you are! And he's blushing! It's so cute! Quickly, come out and see!"
Liese stuck her head out of the tent and looked over at me and grinned. My heart caught in my throat. She was gorgeous. Not classically beautiful, but so vibrantly, radiantly alive that she glowed. She had smooth, lightly tanned blemish free skin, shining, mischievous blue eyes, sandy-blonde hair curling past her shoulders, a pert little nose and a full mouth that seemed always just about to burst into laughter. She came out of the tent and stood up. Like Annemarie, she was already gloriously naked, and not for the first time an image of the three girls sleeping nude together flashed through my mind and my already semi-erect dick stiffened even further. Her body was fantastic. She was small, barely up to my shoulder, but perfectly formed and compact. Her high, perky breasts were much more than handful each and her ass curved up and round with lush feminine promise. Her stomach had the slightest hint of a womanly curve. Her arms and legs were strong and shapely. She looked like an athlete, but without the hard, somewhat masculine lines of her friend Annemarie. Liese was entirely and indisputably female, and I was completely in lust with her.
"Annemarie you are so bad!" she admonished, "Matthew is not my boyfriend! I am sure he has a girlfriend back home and thinks only of her!"
"Well the thought of his girlfriend back home doesn't stop him from coming out to perv at us every morning!" joked a third voice, as Clara also came out of the tent. She winked at me knowingly. Clara was also beautiful, half German and half Filipina, her exotic looks and slight, almost boyish body had attracted the attention of all the men in the camping site. She was dressed, and holding a bag.
"I'm going to the supermarket before it gets too hot," she said. "Would you like me to get anything for you Matthew? Maybe some new shorts? You'll have poked a hole through those before I get back I am sure!" All three girls burst into peals of laughter and I was mortified.
"Hey, don't be embarrassed!" chuckled Annemarie. ""You should be proud of that monster you keep hidden in there!"
They all laughed again, but even in my embarrassment I could sense that there was no malice in it. I tried to smile, and self consciously adjusted myself though my shorts.
"That's better, smile a little" said Liese. "Hey, Annemarie and I are going to the cafeteria to have breakfast while Clara is out. Do you want to join us?"
"Of course!" I blurted out, and then blushed again. Mercifully, the girls pretended not to notice.
"Good," said Liese. "Go and grab us a table while we get dressed and we'll come and join you".
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