#3046: Santorini- Greece
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Selini loves early morning runs along the black sand beach of Perissa, but when an unexpected companion named Kostis joins her, she’s not too pleased. Even as they run in silence, their connection grows, soon turning into something stronger and much more exciting.
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When the alarm rang, Selini didn’t rise instantly the way she usually would. She had gone to bed late the night before and even considered skipping her run, but she decided to fight the laziness and get up. She stopped the alarm, dressed in her usual workout uniform—pink shorts and a white sports bra—and prepared for the day. It was warm enough, even at sunrise, and she knew her body would soon heat up from exertion. With sunglasses and earphones on, she stepped out into the quiet streets, determined to make the most of the three hours she had before work.
Her favorite place to run was the black sand beach of Perissa, a stretch usually crowded later in the day but blissfully empty in the early morning. The sand made running harder, her feet sinking with every step, but Selini welcomed the challenge in exchange for the view of the sea and the rising sun. The salty air filled her lungs, waking her fully, and she smiled as she ran, body moving in perfect rhythm.
Her peace didn’t last long. A shadow moved at her side, overtaking her. Even without hearing him through her music, Selini knew it was him—Kostis. He had become her uninvited running companion, and though she told herself she disliked it, their silent competition had become a routine. They no longer spoke, only tried to outpace each other, and though it left her lungs burning, Selini refused to lose.
As soon as she saw him, she pushed harder, pulling ahead. But before long he was back at her side, his presence both irritating and strangely motivating. Determined not to give in, Selini lengthened her stride—until her foot dug too deep into the wet sand. She stumbled forward, air rushing from her lungs as she hit the ground.
Instead of vanishing ahead, Kostis was immediately at her side, steadying her. Her ankle throbbed slightly, but it wasn’t serious. Still, the injury meant her run was over. Frustration burned in her chest as he helped her stand, but then he offered to walk with her. She accepted, reluctantly at first, but soon realized that without the pressure of competition, their pace and their presence together felt different.
As they walked, Selini found herself surprised by how much they had in common. The further they went, the lighter the animosity felt, replaced by an unexpected ease. Looking at him more closely, she noticed details she hadn’t allowed herself to before: sun-bleached hair, tan skin, bright blue eyes, and an open, disarming smile. She wondered if she had misjudged him all along.
They left the beach and continued through the narrow streets toward her home. When they reached her door, Kostis lingered. Selini knew what she wanted and decided not to let the moment pass. She invited him inside.
Her house was messy, but she didn’t care. She slipped off her shoes and led him to the bathroom, where her walk-in shower waited. Stripping out of her clothes, she gestured for him to do the same. His shirt came off easily, revealing sculpted muscles, and she answered with her own bra, enjoying the way his gaze lingered on her breasts. Soon they were both naked, stepping into the steam and spray of warm water.
Kostis lathered his hands with soap and began washing her back. His touch was gentle, smooth, and deliberate, sending warmth across her skin. She turned to face him, letting his hands trail over her arms, then down to her breasts. His fingers teased her nipples, heat pooling low in her body. He moved lower, washing her legs, his face so close to her sex that she could feel the weight of his attention. Her body responded eagerly, slick and aching.
When his hands finally explored her fully, Selini no longer held back. She guided him, made her desire clear, and soon he rolled on a condom. Turning, she pressed her palms against the shower wall and arched her back, inviting him in. His cock slid inside her, stretching and filling her perfectly. She moaned as his lips found her neck, his hips driving into her steadily, each thrust pressing her against the tiles.
Her legs trembled, her body unraveling under the rhythm of his movements. The teasing was over—she wanted everything, and she wanted it now. Heat built in waves until it broke, pleasure crashing over her as her muscles clenched around him. Kostis followed soon after, spilling inside the condom with a groan.
The water washed over them both as they steadied themselves, their breaths ragged. The competitive tension that had once defined them dissolved into something new—connection, release, and the beginning of something that neither of them had expected to find.