OK, I suppose many of the contributors on here, have had much more exciting episodes, either real or imagined ! This short tale is maybe more of an illustration of cultural differences rather than a incredible sexual encounter. Anyway we live for part of the year on an island in the eastern med, a while ago some friends bought a house about 25km from us and we have been helping sort it out for our friends who still work in the UK. There are only three permanent residents in the small complex. Dave an older guy ex navy, bit of a grumpy individual, whose wife left him some time ago, not surprisingly, and a local greek couple in their thirties Pannicos and Zara, at least that is how we pronounce her name. During our few weeks sorting the house we got to know them quite well. Anyway our friends were across to stay recently, and decided to have a party, just John and I, Bob, and Pannicos and Zara. Now Zara is a very striking girl and dresses to impress the guys, she is olive skinned and very slim, hair tied back and little make up. This night she had the tightest pair of low cut jeans on, they looked fit to split, just like they were sprayed on, together with strappy very high platform heels, which had the effect of making her take short steps and wiggle very seductively, on top she wore a silky very tight evening top, which clung to her superbly pert breasts. So you get the picture. As the evening progressed, more wine was drunk, and conversation became progressively more extrovert. Our friends and ourselves are late fifties,so it was somewhat surprising for sex to enter the conversation especially with a younger couple, but we were all laughing, coming out with stuff like we dont get enough, and no variation. Out of the blue Zara said she enjoyed oral sex a lot, The four of us laughed and one of our friends said that I probably didnt even know what was involved . Zara who was sitting next to me, clearly took this as a challenge, now bearing in mind other than us there was noone else around and we were at the rear of the houses, I suppose it didnt matter. But she just reached out and grabbed me, to be precise she grabbed my cock through my shorts, still talking to the others, whilst she held onto my rapidly growing member, within a few minutes she pronounced that she would show us all, I was quickly unzipped, shorts and boxers tugged down just enough for her to gain access, and without hesitation took me in her mouth, whilst rapidly pumping my new throbbing cock, the others were literally struck dumb, Pannicos on the other hand has broad smile on his face. Zara paused several times and actually told the us all how it should be accomplished, then returned to me and carried on, stopping when she knew I was about to burst. She got up sat back down, but then reached out again, and with what seemed like two flicks of her slender fingers, had me spurting all over my boxers, in fact she almost seemed to milk me. I never knew that I could produce so much cum. The whole thing took no more than 6 or 7 minutes, leaving me to go to the loo and clean up, when I came back, everyone was just talking as if nothing had happened. Later in bed that evening , I did ask June what she thought about the whole thing, she actually suggested that I should consider myself a very lucky man, and that I shouldnt expect a similar response from her to soon.