Ibiza summer sex xx

Chapter one

I’d been going to Ibiza for my summer holidays for several years now and just loved the sun, the sea and the sexual freedom that seems to exist on this idyllic island. In the past it had never been a problem cross dressing on an evening. 2009 was no different.

I'd been into Ibiza Town on the last three nights, dressed as my alter ego, Suzy and every night I seemed to be getting more brazen and dressing more and more like a whore. The first couple of nights I'd just tested the waters and wore just a simple clothes, like a tee shirt top with a pair of skin tight jeans and heels. By the fourth night however, with, by now lovely tanned legs, I was into my tartest dress yet and my highest heels. The dress I chose was a canary yellow skintight micro mini, which stuck to me tightly in the sultry Ibizian night. I'd decided on my skimpiest white cotton thong, which barley held in my tightly tucked in cock and a white tee-shirt bra. I'd been in a few bars and been chatted up a few times but none of the guys had interested me. It was now getting quite late and I was beginning to think of looking for a taxi and heading back to my hotel when I accidentally discovered yet another bar to add to my collection. It was just below the Alt Ville and up a little alley past JJ's but before Bar Leon. As I walked past, or should I say tottered, on the cobbled pathway, I heard music and talking drifting down from above. I cautiously climbed the dark alley to peer into the bar.

Inside it was quite small, dark, cool from the air conditioning and lit only by strategically placed candles. "Come on in Darling". I peered again through the gloom and saw a blond woman smiling invitingly, from behind the bar. I entered the gloom and lifted myself up onto a bar stool and ordered a Bacardi and coke. My dress, which only just covering my bum, rode up my thighs, exposing my tanned legs and white thong. I quickly swung my legs around to face the bar. "Haven't seen you in here before Darling" asked the blond barmaid. "No, I must confess that I didn't know that you were here!” “Well you've found us now and that's all that matters". The barmaid was obviously a transsexual in her late thirties or early forties and heavily made up. She was wearing a black crochet top, which showed her white bra, a white leather mini skirt, white stockings and a pair of white calf length boots.

As my eyes became accustomed to the darkness I could see a couple of other people in the bar. In one corner two young men were embracing, kissing and oblivious to what was going on around them, their hands feeling each other’s cocks through their tight jeans. In another nook were yet another couple but this time what seemed to be male and female. He was an older guy, I'd say in his late sixties, at least, with silver hair dressed in a well-made dark suit. She, and as my eyes focused through the darkness, was a brunette, much younger probably and in her twenties, if not younger. I watched them for a while as he kissed her sensually on her lips. I watched as his hand moved slowly up her tanned thighs, pushing her flimsy skirt with it. Even I have to say that I was surprised when his hands pulled out from under the dress a beautiful hard 7" cock which, as she slumped back into the seat, he proceeded to take into his mouth and start sucking her in a methodical manner. There were three or four other guys in the bar and nobody seemed to have noticed except me.

"I'll get that". I turned around and a tall, well-muscled tanned guy of about thirty smiled at me invitingly. "That's very nice of you, my names Susan but my friends call me Suzy”. "My names Juan. My friends and I were wondering if you'd like to join us?". I slipped down off the bar stool and followed him over to a small low table and his two friends. Of course my dress rode up even further as I slipped into the even lower seat this time showing my little white thong and my, growing by the minute, throbbing cock! I was introduced to the other two guys who were of a similar age and appearance to Juan, one of whom looked a bit like Tom Sellick. I have to confess that I was beginning to feel somewhat horny by this stage of the evening and also starting to show little or no inhibitions.

After we had been talking for five minutes or so, mostly, I have to say, with Juan as he spoke the best English, the barmaid said something in Spanish and proceeded to lock the door to the entrance to the bar. The two guys in the corner immediately got up and hand in hand disappeared out through a door behind the bar. The barmaid went over and sat watching the transexual and the older gentleman as they both pleasured each other. Juan suggested that we both go through into the room that the two younger guys had gone a few minutes earlier. I nodded my acceptance, he helped me to my feet and escorted me through the door into the back room.

The back room was white, completely white, well lit and surprisingly large. The room was simply decorated with just two single beds, two chairs and a small chest of drawers. One of the beds was already being used. The two guys who had been embracing in the bar were now both naked and the bigger and slightly older guy was knelt on the bed as the other guy fucked him with a really large cock. Juan led me to the other bed and sat me down. As he turned to face me the large mound in his tight jeans suddenly exploded outwards as he released both zip and belt buckle simultaneously. His cock was inviting, large and glistening. I quickly took it into my mouth and Juan grasped me round the back of my head and forced his cock deep down my throat. Although Juan was being quite rough I actually liked it and tasted the sweet fluids starting to dribble from his meaty cock.

Although I couldn't see what was happening behind me it was obvious that one of the gay guys had cum as he let out a long groan. I pulled myself off of Juan's cock for a second and turned around. The younger guy had exploded spunk up the older guys male pussy and was now spraying it over his tanned torso. Juan quickly grabbed my head again and forced himself, once again deep down my throat. I next heard the door open and was aware that somebody or someone had entered the room. After another couple of minutes Juan withdrew his cock from my mouth and pulled me up, removed my dress and eased my thong down allowing my cock to spring out, strong and erect. At this time I was able to see that Juan's two friends had also entered the room. Both had the trousers down around their ankles and were busy wanking their dark tanned cocks. Juan intimated that he wanted me to turn over to accept his cock. "Momento" I whispered and went over to the chest of drawers on which was my handbag. I quickly pulled out a tube of KY and a Durex, which I tossed to Juan. With a large squirt of KY on my finger I eased some into myself and the remainder I wiped onto Juan's Durex covered cock.

I was soon over on my front, bum high in the air, cock like a ramrod and quivering with anticipation. Juan was the perfect gentleman and slowly opened me up with first one finger and then two. I was now perfectly relaxed and ready to receive him. He didn't disappoint and filled me slowly, firstly with his large knob end and then a little more of his beautiful cock. After slowly easing his cock into me a couple of times I felt his thighs touching mine and knew that I now had the full length of his gorgeous cock deep inside me. The initial sharp pain, when his knob end had first penetrated me, turned into hot pleasure. Slowly and rhythmically he rode me. I was in heaven!!! Whilst being slowly and beautifully fucked I was able to take stock of what else was happening in the room. The older guy was now knelt in front of the younger guy who was sat on the bed. He was giving him head and the younger guy was certainly enjoying himself if the picture on his face was anything to go by. As the older guys pussy was facing me I could see a steady stream of creamy white spunk oozing from his rear slit and forming a pool on the dark wood floor.

Soon, the Tom Sellick lookalike, had moved over to me and was thrusting his enormous cock in the direction of my mouth. I gleefully took hold of it and pulling his skin right back sucked heavily on his knob end. His hands soon had me in a vice like grip and he forced his cock deep into my throat. It was gorgeous, I was being roasted and god I loved it. Juan was the first to crack. I could feel his rhythm getting faster and faster and his cock throbbing with a different intensity. Soon he exploded up deep inside me. Although he was wearing a Durex, I could still feel the spurts of his spunks as it pulsed out of his manhood. He collapsed onto my body and then exited me. I was still concentrating hard on bringing off ‘Tom Sellick’ and was sucking like mad when i was taken by suprise as Juan’s other friend thrust his hard prick roughly into my wet hole. "Christ no rubber" was my immediate thought but unfortunately I had long since passed the sensible time. "What the fuck" I thought to myself "I've always wanted to be properly fucked. To feel a man impregnate me with his seed!!!" He was soon shafting me with renewed vigour but I must confess was beginning to get a bit sore as he was really stretching my pussy. Luckily I didn't have long to wait or suffer as I soon felt his fingers tightening onto my hips and could feel his cock throbbing harder and harder. With one last thrust of his loins he filled me with his hot creamy spunk. Almost simultaneously his friend gave up the fight and sent his seed deep into my mouth. His spunk was so hot, sweet to the taste and, my god, plenty of it. His hand was clamped around my head and I was forced to swallow and suck more from his cock. Finally he let me go and I gasped for air. The other guy had by now pulled his cock from me, wiping his spunk over my thighs. I collapsed, worn out, onto the bed. I really was exhausted and felt and looked like a used whore. I had just been used as a receptacle for their pricks and spunk. I suppose, in a way, I'd got exactly what I'd asked for.

I still had a raging hard on and was now gagging to have my climax. My cock was actually hurting and it seemed like it was trying to break out of my skin. I was scared to even touch it! While I lay there worn out I heard the two gay guys sorts themselves out and disappear from the room. I got up and retrieved some tissues from my handbag and wiped my face and crutch, both of which were covered in spunk. As I started to dress the blond barmaid entered the room. "You've been having some fun then boys and girls". She was now wearing a shinny rubber corset, rubber stockings together with high-heeled calf length black PVC boots. Her large erect cock a phallic probe pointing upwards. She could immediately see that I had not been satisfied. She said something, in Spanish, angrily to Juan and his two friends who quickly and sheepishly dressed and left the bar.

"We're going to have to sort that out aren't we!" looking down at my still throbbing prick. She motioned me back to the bed and laid me laid back down. She then lay down on the bed as well but in a 69 position and soon we were both sucking each other’s cocks off. She certainly was an expert at oral sex and I silently thought to myself "She's got her 'O' levels alright". It was the best oral sex that I've certainly had to date. Her cock was big; in fact it was enormous, much bigger than the Spanish guy whom I'd had not 15 minutes earlier. I secretly thought to myself "I'd struggle to take that up me!" She tasted nice but the thing i remember most was the smell of the rubber which was overpowering but not unpleasant. It was like sucking a cock with a Durex on but without one! We both didn't take long to bring each other off. I spunked a huge load first closely followed by her. By this time I was heady with sex and drunk her creamy spunk readily, savouring it as it slipped down well-lubricated throat. We both led there satisfied and relived of our seed.

"There, that's better isn't it? Those boys shouldn't have left you like that. I told them so as well, in no uncertain terms. Now lets get tidied up and have a drink for the road". Sandra, as it turned out she was called, was a lovely lady and she was able to tell me all about life as a transsexual in Ibiza Town, the bars to go to and the ones to avoid. She also told me all about the old guy and the tranny whom I'd seen earlier in the bar. Apparently, after I'd gone into the back room to be fucked, the older gentleman had taken the tranny over one of the tables in the bar whilst the tranny sucked Sandra off, luckily not to fruition. They had only just left before she came into the back room, which is why she was, so aroused. It was well past three o'clock when she showed me to the door, said our goodbyes and gave me a sweet little peck on the cheek "The harbour front is just down those steps to the right. You should get a taxi, no problem. Buenos notches darling"

I have one further disgusting confession to make regarding my night in Ibiza Town. I picked up a taxi on the harbour front easily enough and sat in the front seat with the driver who was atypical spanish taxi driver. You don't have to be a genius to realise that, after what I'd been through, Suzy was not now looking her best with what pitiful make-up I had left smeared across my face. When we arrived at the end of the street where my hotel was he stopped the car in a dark area. " You senor? Like free ride?" motioning with his head towards his crutch. A nod was all that was required and with that he unzipped his jeans and exposed his semi rigid cock. So down I dutifully went and got my third mouthful of creamy spunk that night and a free taxi home. Now I KNOW I'm a slut !!!!!!!!!

Chapter two

Just before I’d left Sandra the night before, up in the bar on in the Alt Ville, she’d asked me to keep in touch and, true to my word, a couple of nights later, I’d again tottered once more into the small bar to be again greeted warmly by Sandra. Apart from my ridiculously high heels, I was dressed quite conservatively in just white capri pants and a cropped red cotton top. Sandra wasn’t dressed at all and was in her alter ego of Stephen although she was still wearing a little makeup and denim jeans that looked suspiciously like they’d been sprayed on as her/his pert ass and cock was VERY ‘on show’.

Over a lovely refreshing cold drink ‘Sandra’ told me that the older silver haired guy who’d been sucking off the tranny when I’d last visited the bar was an ex pat multi millionaire, called Peter, who, not only had a large yacht in the harbour, stretched out below us, but also had a large converted finca up in the hills above San Antonia, where, the following evening he was hosting a party to which Sandra and myself were both invited. Sandra intimated that it would be one of ‘those’ sort of parties, if I knew what she meant. Well I think I did !!

It was agreed that a taxi would pick me up, from my hotel, around seven and then pick up Sandra from her flat to the north of Ibiza town, on the way, before going to the party. I’d decided to wear my favourite brunette wig, an electric blue bodycon dress and although it sounds not the sort of dress to wear in the sultry Ibizan heat, it was very thin material, almost see thro, clung to my body and falsies like a second skin and barely covered my bum. Very sexy and slutty. Teamed with a very tight white thong, tanned oiled legs, a little gold lame clutch bag with my ‘essentials’ tucked away and a pair of red patent four inch stilettos. I have to say that I felt a million dollars and I was as horny as hell!! Sandra didn’t disappoint either and looked amazing. She was still blonde and wearing a simple sheer skin tight black dress which was even shorter than mine and a pair of thigh length red pvc boots, with, I should imagine five or six inch high heels. The real surprise was that on the way to the party Sandra, discreetly lifted her dress in the back seat of the taxi and showed me that her cock was ‘caged’ for the evening, a pretty chrome cage with a small silver lock on it and she gave me the key for safe keeping. A real party girl !!!

The finca was down a long secluded drive, guarded at the end by some impressive iron gates, monitored by a couple of dishy looking security guards. The finca was on the side of a hill overlooking, in the distance, the emerald blue Mediterranean sea and had been massively extended over recent times and now included an extension with huge panoramic widows which overlooked two luxurious infinity swimming polls. On the huge patio were gathered about fifty or sixty people, mostly older couples, relaxed and all drinking cocktails and seemly having a very good time.

We did turn a few heads when we walked, or tottered would be a better description, especially Sandra in her ridiculously high heels boots, up the drive but we where soon ingratiated into the party when Peter, the suave looking owner who I’d ‘sort’ of bumped into a few evenings before, came over and welcomed us to his home and introduced us to a few of his friends on the patio. I soon realised what sort of party it would be when I was offered a drink by a young waiter, about sixteen or s*******n, with a beautiful tanned body wearing nothing but a black dickie bow and the skimpiest pair of black swimming trunks I’d ever seen on a man and not helped by the fact that his cock, which was obviously semi aroused, the knob end just showing over the top of his trunks. There were another four or five boys similarly attired but, besides the boys, there were also about the same number of stunning young curvaceous girls wearing the same bow tie but completely naked apart from white three inch heeled stilettos. The couple we were talking to were quite open about what would ‘probably’ be happening later, sex wise and the gentleman quite brazenly suggested that he’d love to ‘fuck’ me later, his wife not batting an eyelid as she seemed to only have eyes for the cock popping out of the waiters trunks. I just smiled, knowingly. I was obviously going to be in for a long evening !!!

Sandra pointed out some of the other guests, most of whom she knew as customers and acquaintances at her bar in Alt Ville. Several of them, according to Sandra, were also millionaires and and there were even a couple of tv celebrities amongst the guests. The DJ down by the lower pool was also, again according to Sandra, quite well known and had worked for radio one. She’d also been told that there were a couple of premiership footballers, one of them an international, at the part together with their own ‘harem’ of young women. She’d been to a couple of Peters parties in the past and told me things would soon liven up.

The pair off us had now been chatted up and propositioned by several young men and a couple of the ‘husbands’ too but one young man in particular took my fancy insomuch as he seems a little more refined in his chat up lines, and was young, always nice! And I quite fancied him. We made our excuses to Sandra and the couple we’d been talking too and made our way past one of the swimming pools, which had several naked couples splashing around in and into the house, which was amazing. All marble, white, leather settees!!! I knew where all this was leading and sure enough we soon found ourselves in one of the empty bedrooms. Connor, I think that was his name, couldn’t keep his hands off me and I had to calm him down a bit by sitting him on the bed and having a chat. It turns out that Connor was only just sixteen and was a nephew of Peter, who’d pointed him in my direction as he’d thought I’d be a good ‘introduction’ to the sort of girl I was!!! Well he was right there wasn’t he!! Anyway, after he’d calmed down a bit I undid his shorts and started sucking off his, quite small, but rock hard cock, knelt down in front of him. He did have a lovely cock which tasted lovely and he was soon asking if he could ‘put it up my bum’ which made me smile a bit as it was all, obviously, rather new to him. I quickly fingered some KY up my clit and bent over the bed and he came up behind me pushing his cock straight up me. He wasn’t big but it was quite long and hard and although it was probably his first time fucking a tranny, or an asshole for that matter, he didn’t do a bad job although within only a couple of minutes I could feel hot spunk coursing up my pussy and he’d soon collapsed on the bed, spent.

I cleaned myself up, as best as I could, using some spare bedding in a bedside cabinet and then we sat chatting for a while before going back to join the party which was now in full swing. I eventually found Sandra coming out of some bushes with a big black guy who, by the state of both of them, had obviously doing exactly what Connor and I had been doing in the bedroom. Sandra still had her dress pulled up around her waist and was no longer wearing any knickers, her chrome cage sparkling in the spotlights s**ttered around the area and the big black guy, with a magnificent muscled physique, who’d been in the swimming pool before fucking Sandra was also trying to ‘shove’ his enormous cock into yet another stupidly small pair of speedos. Sandra was leaking cum all down the back of her thighs and soon disappeared looking for a toilet or somewhere she could clean her clit leaving me with the black guy.

He got the attention of one of the waitresses who brought us over a chilled bottle of wine and three glasses. I must say that the waitress was gorgeous, completely naked, like the other waitresses, with a coffee coloured tanned body and an absolutely stunning slim figure figure you can only dream off and, in my opinion, seemed to be offering herself, sexually to whoever seemed interested. Her breasts were small but pert and her nipples were the size of brown peas, perched on her breasts. Alan, that was his name, was a lovely guy and it was just nice to sit and take in what was unfolding around us. While I’d been away, being fucked by Connor, about a dozen women had turned up dressed like whores (well so we’re Sandra and I too, too be honest but we were mere amateurs compared to them) and were soon mingling with the guests to whom Peter had announced that they were all from the best ‘whorehouse’ in Barcelona and we’re ‘free’ to use however you liked. Mind you, I don’t know why you’d want a gorgeous whore when you could have Sandra or myself or even any of the stunningly beautiful waiters and waitresses.

I could however see the attraction as all of them were dressed in some amazingly sexy skimpy and in a few cases, obscene outfits. One, who especially took my eye, was about twenty, if that, with beautiful breasts encased in a leather half cup bra, a skirt with a belt no wider than the skirt, with stockings and suspenders and, probably, the longest pair of legs on the highest pair of heels I’d seen all evening. I’d already spotted couples openly having either full sex, oral sex, anal sex, with either their wives, the waitresses and now the whores joined the sexual orgy, most of which was taking place on the patio surrounding the pool and even in the pool.

Sandra still hadn’t returned but I was not too worried, just taking in the goings on, feasting my eyes on one particular couple who were trying sex in every position under the sun on a lounger further along. When I looked around however, Alan was now being sucked off by the waitress I’d lusted over earlier. Fair dos to Alan who’d only just finished fucking Sandra, not thirty minutes before and whose cock was now again rock solid, very thick and about seven or eight inches long, at least. The waitress was bent over Alan and I had a wonderful view of her cute pert ass hole and even a bit of her hairless tiny cunt, I was very very jealous of Alan at that moment. I’d have been quite happy to watch her sucking him off when the ‘husband’ who I’d been introduced to earlier and had wanted to fuck me, approached me and asked if now was a good time? I was so horny by now I just said yes, got out some KY, pulled up my dress up to my waist, bent over the lounger, pulled my thong to one side, smeared some KY vaguely in the direction of my hole and just waited for the inevitable. Well he didn’t need any persuading and his, quite large, cock was soon pumping up my clit in a nice steady rhythm. It was all rather pleasant really as as I was being fucked I was watching Alan having an amazing blow job by a gorgeous girl. The ‘husband’ was moaning away as he fucked me and, I have to say, satisfying me very well, but I couldn’t take my eyes off Alan and the waitress who’d stopped sucking him and was now spreadeagled naked on the next lounger with Alan about to enter her beautiful hairless cunt. Alan was big, very big and I think Sandra would have been well pleased taking that cock, but I think the young girl was now having second thoughts but Alan certainly wasn’t and despite her mild protestations forced himself on her. There was a fair bit of screaming and moaning from her to begin with as he thrust his cock into her cunt and it gathered quite a crowd around the pair of us but once he’d, more or less, broken her in she was okay and actually, I thought, started to enjoy his cock.

I was so engrossed in watching Alan and the waitress fucking on the lounger next to me that I didn’t realise that the ‘husband’ had finished fucking me too and I was still knelt, ass in the air, on the lounger and, slut that I am, also didn’t complain when a complete stranger took what was on offer and was soon banging away at my ass. By the way I’d given up on Durex’s after the guy in the bar had fucked me bareback, a couple of nights previously!! Alan had now finished fucking the young girl and I was now, it seemed, the centre of attention in that part of the patio area. The stranger had now finished fucking me too, shooting even more spunk up my very wet ass and just when I was thinking a nice long drink might be nice yet another guy wandered over fancying a fuck. I must confess he looked a bit over weight and not the most handsome man at the party but what got my attention was the length of his cock, poking out like a telegraph pole, which must have been at least ten inches long, not thick, more like a thick stick. The woman he was with was wanking him off and egging him on to fuck me and by the way she was stunning too, well there weren’t many ugly ones!!! I suppose it was obvious what she saw in him!! Well did I want him? Yes I did and bracing myself I felt the woman easing the guys cock into me. An amazing feeling as his cock went so far up into my body, I must have taken all its length, pleasure? definitely. He didn’t last long, thank god but he did add another huge load up me, very hot and creamy this time. I got the impression that the woman wasn’t too impressed with his performance.

I was definitely going to have a rest now and that drink that I’d promised myself so I quickly pulled my dress down and made my ‘escape’ as you might say. I soon found Sandra who, it would appear, was having as good a time as me and had just been fucked for the third time, once by Peter, the host, who sucked off one of the prostitutes who was a tranny whilst fucking Sandra in one of the bedrooms. I was curious as to who she was! I’ve been concentrating my story on what I’d got up too but there were lots of other things going on all over and around the grounds of the finca. I can’t really tell you about some of the things that were going on, well not on this site anyway, but let’s just say that one of the prostitutes, dressed in figure clinging soft red leather had a large golden retriever with her and in another room, Sandra told me that there was an orgy going on with younger girls and boys (you’ll have to use your imagination on both of these scenarios but I’m sure you get the drift)

It was now quite dark, past midnight and although there was plenty of ‘action’ still taking place we were both thinking we’d had a good night, we’re well fucked, little bit tipsy and had had a great time so perhaps it was time for a taxi. Sandra suggested that I spend the rest of the night at her place as we both agreed that we were both still quite horny and I think we both knew where we were both heading!!

While we were talking, the stunningly gorgeous very young waitress, who Alan had fucked so roughly earlier, came over to join us. She was still completely naked with only her bow tie, albeit a bit worse for wear, as was her pussy, which looked quite puffy and red but she was very chatty and keen to sit with us. She’d just come from one of the large lounge areas with the panoramic widows where there was a orgy going on and she had been fucked a couple of times before everyones attention had been drawn by a black couple who were putting on a sex show in the middle of the room, which she said, was pretty extreme, even for her. Even so I was still smitten with her so was more than happy to talk, as was Sandra, even more so when one of the young male waiters came over to join us who couldn’t take his eyes off Sandra’s caged cock, which, as she led back in the chair, knicker less, was on full display. Sandra seemed as smitten with him as me with the young girl who, it transpired was Spanish, just sixteen and spoke excellent English and her name was Alejandra. She told me that this was only her second time working here for Peter as a ‘hostess waitress’ although she’d done something similar the previous summer when she’d been only fifteen and had made a lot of money, and she said it was a LOT, the previous year selling her ‘virginity’ which she did at least a dozen times to various older men with lots of money. Peter apparently paid all the waiters and waitresses at least one thousand euros each per evening but you had to be available for, literally, what ever any of the guests desired, no questions asked, failure to comply with any request was instant dismissal. You also had to be definitely under twenty years old and preferably under s*******n or eighteen, the younger you looked the more likely you’d get the job.

As our conversation developed I did think that there was something special between us and some sort of attraction was forming between the two of us. Obviously there was a massive different in age and the other aspect of my transsexuality but at that moment neither of which seemed to matter very much, if at all. I really couldn’t take my eyes off her stunning body, especially her breasts and cunt and I could feel my cock seriously straining against my tight cotton thong, I was wanting her so much. I think we both realised what we wanted at the same time and before we knew it we were heading to the bedrooms, desperately searching for an empty one. Room after room was being used, mostly, I have to say by the ‘brought in’ prostitutes performing some fairly extreme and sordid sex acts not only on men but some of the women too. Eventually we found a free bedroom and quickly locked the door behind us and threw ourselves onto the bed. Of course Alejandra was completely ready for sex having been completely naked all evening and surprisingly seemed so hot for my cock which had eventually, with a little help, had broken free, my dress again up around my waist and was throbbing uncontrollably in anticipation of the beautiful used cunt which I couldn’t wait to enter. Considering how she’d been abused by Alan’s huge cock earlier and fucked several times in the last hour, her cunt , although very puffy, was beautifully moist, not surprisingly, welcoming and although she winced only a little as my throbbing seven inch cock entered her, it was somehow different to all the filthy sordid sex I’d had and seen before that evening, very special and stupidly romantic, for me anyway.

Alejandra was an amazing fuck, just amazing for one so young, she was so beautiful I couldn’t believe my luck. I was desperate to fill her cunt with my sperm but in the same breath I wanted it to last forever. She understood, I’m sure, how I was feeling towards our lovemaking and was very gentle with me. Christ it ought to be the other way round!! After a couple of minutes Alejandra pulled away from me and turning over she raised her pert bum offering herself to me. I asked her if it was what she wanted and her look said it all and I needed no second asking and soon i was probing her hole with my tongue, tasting and smelling her juices and odours. I quickly grabbed my handbag and fumbling with the tube of KY smeared some on my cock and all the rest into Alejandra’s hole. I started to open her up with my finger, Alejandra moaning with pleasure and anticipation before I stood behind her and, gently, very gently eased my cock into her. Gosh she was so young, slim and beautiful and I seriously had to hold myself back from giving her a serious hard fuck but it just didn’t seem right. I probably only fucked her for two or three minutes before I had the best orgasm I’d had for years as I exploded deep inside her. Alejandra felt the moment too and cried out in pleasure as I emptied even more of my semen into her. I just couldn’t stop cumming!!! The pair of us just collapsed together, on the bed, fully intwined.

We must have led there for ages before we started talking again, we just had so much to say to each other and things to find out. The clock on the wall was now showing three thirty and it was now, definitely, time to go. The rule was that as long as no other guests wanted to use Alejandra she was allowed to leave anytime after four in the morning so, after finding Sandra, who’d just finished being fucked by her new ‘friend’, and was now definitely looking very much worse for wear, her black dress a mess, covered with white stains down the front and plastered over the back although mine wasn’t much better with a lot of staining around the hem, we ‘smuggled’ Alejandra and Sandra’s waiter friend back to their locker room to change.

Alejandra and her friend soon reappeared, Alejandra still looking stunning, but also so so young, she barely looked fifteen at most, wearing just jeans and a white cotton top which clung to her pert breasts as though she was still naked. On the way to the entrance gates we noticed that most of the prostitutes were leaving too, again, like Sandra and myself, looking a bit rough around the edges. The woman with the retriever had a big smile on her face as did her ‘companion’ who was wagging his tail too, so I presume he’d had a nice time as well!!! I did see young Connor getting into a taxi with one of the prostitutes too, one of the stunning ones wearing the tightest, briefest and shortest pair of red satin hot pants, so he was obviously making the most of the evening and, presumably, his uncles money and ‘advice’.

All four of us got into one of the long line off waiting taxis and headed off ‘home’ dropping Alejandra, regretfully, and her friend off in San Antonio before Sandra and myself back to her flat back in Ibiza town. What an amazing evening and the two of us were like a pair of teenagers just returning from our first date. Neither of us could stop talking, me about Alejandra and Sandra about her new found lover.

Although i was, personally, was completely drained physically and emotionally I was very aware that although Sandra had been fucked several times she’d not actually had a, what I’d call ‘a relief cum’ and had confessed to me, in the taxi, after we’d dropped her boyfriend off that she’d regretted wearing the cage so no sooner had we got undressed and in bed I got to work on her. I struggled at first to get Sandra’s cock unlocked and out of the cage mainly because I’d never worn one myself but that they all seemed different in their ‘operation’. I did eventually free her and I was soon down on her taking her cock in my mouth which was now growing unrestrained, in fact getting quite big as when I’d gone with her before it had been big but not it seemed that big. Sandra was moaning now and I asked her if she wanted to be finished off orally or did she want to fuck me, I didn’t mind. I could feel her cock really throbbing and pulsing now in my mouth and Sandra loudly told she wanted me so I quickly offered myself to her and after only about four or five thrusts up me she spunked into my ripped and sodden hole, completely exhausted and drained.

Chapter three

I was now into the last couple of days of my holiday on the beautiful island of Ibiza where I’d had an amazing last couple of days (and nights!!!). I have to admit that I couldn’t get Alejandra out of my head, which was stupid, I know, but, as they say, there’s no fool like an old fool.

I knew that Sandra knew where her new ‘boyfriend’s’ flat was and I presumed he’d know where Alejandra lived. Anyway to cut a long story short, the four of us, Alejandra, Sandra, her boyfriend and myself arranged to go to platja des Cavallet beach on the southern most tip of the island the next day. It’s a well know nudist beach, with a gay ‘section’ and is well know for its ‘relaxed’ atmosphere and is about a mile long strip of golden sands backed by sand dunes and scented pine woods. I was staying in Platja de’n Bossa which was only a short taxi ride away and Sandra was going to pick me up on the way. Unfortunately, early that morning I got a phone call from Sandra telling me that she wouldn’t be able to make it as the her relief was ill and couldn’t come in. Both myself and Sandra, if she’d come, were going as our male alter egos I should add, which I did !!

We’d arranged to meet in the car park at the northern end at about eleven and, on time, Alejandra and her waiter friend turned up on an old Vespa scooter. Alejandra who looked absolutely stunningly sexy and i was struck by how young both of them looked, was wearing a tiny pair of denim shorts and a white tee shirt. The ‘boyfriend’ who didn’t speak very good English, was disappointed that Sandra wasn’t joining us but soon got over it. I can’t, honestly, remember his name but I’ve a feeling it was Jorge or something like that.

If you’ve ever been to the beach you’ll know the set up. There is a beach bar just to the right at the entrance to the beach and to the left of the entrance is a section of beach for non nudists but to the right it is a completely nude area. The first part, as you go south, is very much a family area, and then you stroll into an area where single male and female nudists spend their day. That’s really where the normal bit ends and from there on it all gets a bit hedonistic!!!

As soon as we’d got past the ‘family’ bit, the three of us stripped off, shoving all our clothes and towels into a small rucksack that Jorge was carrying. Alexandra’s body was even more beautiful in the sun and as we stopped to rub suntan oil in each other, she absolutely glistened, her breasts, pert bum and slightly protruding pussy turning me on. I was VERY aware of the huge difference in our respective ages and also our bodies, Jorge’s slight taunt muscular figure especially but, as at the party, Alejandra assured me that it wasn’t a problem for her, she enjoyed my company, liked being with me and had very much enjoyed our love making a couple of nights previously. Her body might have been immature but her outlook on life definitely wasn’t.

If you’ve never tried nudist, especially on the continent, in the warmth of the sun your missing a wonderful feeling of freedom, calm and pure relaxation, all of which I was experiencing as I strolled hand in hand with Alejandra dipping our toes, now and then, into the clear water. Yes, we did get some looks, as I was obviously old enough, not only to be her father but even her grandfather but we didn’t take any notice. To start with I was quite surprised that I hadn’t got as aroused as I thought I would, especially when she’d rubbed suntan onto my body, but as we ventured further along and I’d kissed Alejandra a few times my cock was now very erect, amusing both Alejandra and Jorge. Fortunately I wasn’t the only one with a hard cock as, after another hundred yards, we’d wandered into a stretch of the beach where voyeur couples seemed to gather, not close together, but with enough space around themselves. I have to say that most of the couples were middle aged, ranging from forty to sixty ish in age and mostly, or they certainly looked and sounded like, German, Dutch or Swedish. All the couples, and there were probably six or seven, were surrounded by about the same number of men and women although mostly older men. Most of the couples were performing a sexual act either fucking, wanking, fisting their individual partners or offering their ‘wives’ to be either fucked or spunked over by the surrounding watching voyeurs. The three of us decided to watch one particular couple, the wife wanking and sucking, we presumed her husbands very large cock, whilst being fucked alternatively in her cunt and ass, one after the other by five or six guys lined up behind her stretched out long legs. She was actually quite good looking, one of the younger ones, with blond sun bleached hair, her pendulous tits swinging as the guys banged away at her cunt and ass. One of the ‘watching’ women, another good looking blond, was going along the line wanking and sucking the guys cocks, getting them ready !!! The ‘husband’ showed no sign at all of cumming and she, I should image, wouldn’t be satisfied until the entire male population of the beach had fucked her. She must have been being fucked for ages and had loads of cocks, as her ass, cunt and legs were plastered in white used spunk. Alejandra was very impressed with her sexual stamina!!!

I must confess that all the ‘action’ going on around us had got the three of us as horny as fuck, very obvious by the size and hardness of both Jorge’ and my cocks, and the three of us ran down to frolic in the sea. I swam with Alejandra for a while, both of us playing with each other, kissing deeply, holding each other close and tightly. After a while I left the sea to lay out on the beach leaving Alejandra and Jorge enjoying the cooling water. I did get quite envious, jealous and a little hurt as it was obvious that their playing had become more sexual in nature and, I couldn’t bring myself to ask, I’m sure Jorge had fucked her, led in the surf, albeit, probably not fully. I had no possession over her body but it did hurt!!!

We carried on along the beach, heading south, to a bar in the distance which was now predominantly the ‘gay’ area. This area was very popular, much busier than the other parts of the beach, and had beach loungers and sun umbrellas. It was probably ninety percent single male gay guys and male couples but there were a few lesbian girls, quite stunning actually, and the odd heterosexual couple. Alejandra and i found a table, in the shade, near the bar and ordered a couple of cold drinks which were delivered to our table by a stunningly gorgeous naked black waitress who obviously knew Alejandra well, as they greeted each other warmly. Alejandra and the waitress were talking in Spanish for a couple of minutes and when they finished Alejandra told me that she’d worked with her the previous summer at some of the parties she’d been a ‘hostess’ at and that as she was now over twenty she couldn’t work at any of ‘Peters’ parties as she was too old. She did however tell Alejandra about a sex party the following week which was, apparently, paying good money, if she was prepared to ‘sell her body’ and that she thought it was the sort of party Alejandra would be up for, which she was, which for me was another dagger in the heart.

Watching all the oiled bodies lounging in front of us reminded us both of seals or sea lions cavorting on some far away seashore. There were certainly no inhibitions on this section of the beach and quite a few of the men were having sex either casually with strangers or with their partners, sometimes both and at the same time. One particular guy, just in front of us, must have been fucked by at least four or five guys in the time we were sat there. Insatiable. Another hard on was coming on and actually quite envious of the attention his hole was getting. Alejandra didn’t help either as she was sat opposite me, feet up on the chair, with her legs open wide caressing and fingering her pussy, turning me on even more and, I should add, a lesbian couple behind me who were also getting quite aroused and had to dash off into the sea!!

Over to the left of us was a sort of gym/exercise area with keep kit equipment, where about five or six very muscular guys were working out. I have to say, and Alejandra agreed, they had magnificent bodies, well toned, oiled, massively muscled and getting a lot of attention from the guys on the loungers, lots of whistles and hard cocks. The two biggest guys, well the biggest muscles, were both black and their oiled dark skins absolutely glowed in the bright sunshine. We both couldn’t help noticing that apart from one of the black guys, all the other bodybuilders cocks were tiny almost no existent. The odd black guy however, made up in spades, for the others as his cock was enormous and when I say enormous, I mean enormous. It was well over twelve inches long and thicker than my arm with a huge knob end and he was only semi hard as it was hanging down his leg. Even Alejandra admitted that she’d never seen anything that big even for her tender young eyes and we both now realised what all the whistles and hard cocks were for. I watch a lot of porn nowadays and even now I don’t think I’ve seen as big a cock!!!

We did spot Jorge down on one of the loungers ogling over the bodybuilders, with it would appear a new ‘friend’ and we caught his eye letting him know we were thinking of heading back. We decided to walk back along the dirt track, in the pine woods, behind the sand dunes and Jorge soon caught us up with his new friend’ in tow who turned out to be another West Country boy called Rod, aged about twenty-five or so. He was well named Rod as he had a long hard cock like a tent pole stuck out in front of him. It turns out that Rod was on his honeymoon and had left his new bride sunbathing back on the beach in platja d’en Bossa as he was more I nclined to a different sort of sex, now and again!!!

Alejandra and I were like a couple of love sicks love birds walking along the shaded path getting, loads of looks but with not a care in the world only having eyes for each other. We thought there’d been a lot of casual male ‘gay’ sex on the sun loungers but that was nothing to what was going on in the woods. Whereas on the beach it had been mostly guys and gals in their twenties and thirties, here in the woods it was the oldies going for it with mostly guys fucking or wanking each other off, some in circles of five or six all wanking furiously each others cocks off. One old guy was tied over a large fallen tree and, like the woman being fucked on the beach earlier, had a string of men all waiting in turn to fuck his spreadeagled ass.

About half way back to the car park Alejandra and I slipped off the path into the dunes and finding ourselves a nice sandy spot, out of the sun and quite we laid out a towel and sunk into each others arms. I’d had a semi permanent hard for most, if not all the time, I’d been with Alejandra and I think she knew that I wanted her and I’d like to think, her me. Her cute pussy was as beautiful and moist as it had been the last time and I was determined to enjoy her to the full this time. We writhed together, our naked body’s hot and slightly sweaty, hands and lips exploring each others body intimately, probing her pert cunt, my tongue licked her hole, my cock throbbing as it eventually pumped and thrust into her small beautiful petite tanned body. We said things to each other that had lots of meaning but knew in our hearts that they could have no meaning at all. She could feel me about to cum and like the last time, pushed me away, quickly rolled onto her front, offering herself to me. I started to say something about KY but she just screamed out for me to take her, so I did. I spat some saliva at her hole and I was in. Her hole was lovely and tight but she took me so well without a murmur and I lasted a lot longer than the last time enjoying every single thrust, until I just filled her hole with loads of cum, dripping out down her pert little cheeks around to her pussy. We both knew that was it, like the last full stop, on the last page, in an amazing romantic novel and I kissed Alejandra like I’d never kissed anyone before or since.

When we retuned to the path, at first we couldn’t find Jorge and Rod but we eventually found them sitting on a log kissing. They’d obviously made love as Rods cock was now quite flaccid and he wasn’t living up to his name anymore and likewise Jorge’s cock with was only now a shadow of what it had been earlier. It was pretty clear too as to what we’d been up to as, although I thought I’d cleaned up Alexandra’s pussy with the towel, as we walked along my cum was still flowing out her bum, but she didn’t mind, she said it was a badge of honour for our love for each other. Rod and Jorge had obviously NOT cleaned up as, as we walked behind them, both of there asses were both leaking cum down their legs.

When we got back to the car park we, regretfully, had to put our clothes back on. We said our goodbyes, I kissed Alejandra passionately, promised I’d never forget her and watched as she disappeared across the salt flats on the back of Jorge’s scooter. I watched her till they just became just a dot in the distance.

Luckily Rod, who had a hired open top mini moke type car, was staying literally in the next hotel to mine, gave me a lift and he invited me to meet his new bride. Well Rod was certainly on a winner with her, as she was a little stunner with a lovely smile, long blond hair, a beautiful tanned curvaceous body and was wearing just a red bikini bottom that was about the size of a small triangular postage stamp and left absolutely, and I do mean nothing, to the imagination. I’d love to know what she’d think if she knew that her new hubby had just been fucked by a young teenager and that he’d fucked him with his gorgeous cock.

Chapter four

I only had a couple of days left, before jetting home to the uk, and I was already, unfortunately, thinking of all the problems and tribulations waiting for me back home. A last couple of days to finally hone my tan!! I decided to walk along the beach, in the direction of the hotel in which Rod and his bride were staying, just really, to have a chat and say my goodbyes. I thought my hotel was pretty good but I must say that their hotel was in another league, a shining white edifice of glass and steel with a huge infinity pool, located in a prime position on platja d’en Bossa beach. It was one of the ‘new’ boutique type hotels that were then becoming all the rage and very trendy with young upwardly mobile couples. I couldn’t immediately spot Rod, or his bride, so I sat down on an empty lounger under the shade of a large palm tree, to just take in the view. Lots of couples were lounging around the pool, being waited on by very attentive waiters and waitresses, for whom nothing seemed to be too much trouble. Unlike some of the women, certainly around ‘my’ pool and on the beach, there didn’t seem to be any that were over forty, overweight or any screaming k**s running around, in fact all the women looked amazing and their male partners looked pretty dishy too with plenty of six packs on show!!! Decisions, decisions!!!

Anyway I eventually spotted Rod’s young bride, on a lounger, under an umbrella over on the far side of the pool who seemed to be in deep conversation with one of the pool ‘attendants’, a good looking black guy about the same age as her. I couldn’t see Rod, so I just sat there, watching, just curious. They seemed a bit more ‘friendly’ than I sort of expected, insomuch as that the ‘attendant’ was applying suntan oil to her back, bum and legs as she led out on the lounger. I must confess, from where I was watching, I thought that she was completely nude but I suspected that that wasn’t the case. Just as I got a bit nearer to them, she recognised me, and the ‘attendant’ quickly disappeared back to the pool area. She seemed pleased to see me, although I got the distinct impression that she was either embarrassed at what I might have seen or was being a little coy. I must say that she was a looker and, yes, she did have a bikini bottom on but it was nothing more just two bits of thin string, fully fashioned into what you’d vaguely call a ‘bikini bottom’. When she turned over to face me I could fully appreciate her body, which as I said before, was curvaceous, but not overly so. She had a wonderful golden tan which I suspect came more from a tanning studio, in the uk, or a bottle than the fierce Ibizan sun. Longish golden coloured hair, pretty face, beautiful medium sized pert breasts, large nipples, trim waist, very long slightly muscular legs but the crowning glory was her shaven pronounced pussy. The string bikini bottom, basically, didn’t cover much at, if anything and it actually accentuated the lips on her cunt even more so, as it cut deeply into her. She showed absolutely no inhibitions, regarding her pussy being on show and I’m sure she very slightly parted her legs to make her cunt even more obvious to me, which it certainly did!!!

I asked, rather belatedly, where Rod was and she merely said, in a fairly disgruntled manner, that he’d, yet again it would seem, gone off ‘for a drive’. I’d have bet a million pounds that either he was again at the nudist beach, far end, I suspect or he was with Jorge having some more sexual ‘fun’. She seemed to be happy to chat with me, told me her name was Fiona and it would appear that Rod had told her about me and Alejandra, that he’d met us in a bar according to Rod, that I was a cross dresser but nothing about the beach and Jorge. We were both as bad as one another, both firing questions about each other. Me about her and Rod (Rod was actually nearly thirty, been married before, Fiona only just twenty two, Rod owned a very successful electrical business and was quite rich!!!) and she was pumping me about cross dressing, what I wore when I was Suzy, did I go with men, Alejandra, what was our relationship, sex (a lot!!!) all sorts of things and I was, I’ll admit, finding it hard to keep, not only my hard cock in check, luckily I was wearing quite a loose fitting pair of swim trunks, but also not to keep looking at her very very desirable body particularly her cunt. If I didn’t know better I’d have thought she was flirting with me a bit and those long legs of hers were undeniably getting wider and wider apart!!!!

We must have talked for at least an hour or so, probably more but I was getting quite hot, even under her umbrella and I needed either a swim, a wank or a cold shower so I said my goodbyes and said I might pop along again later to see Rod. As I looked back the black pool ‘attendant’ had reappeared and was sat on her lounger once more, all over her like a rash. I very very curious as to what was going on, definitely suspicious, and sure enough Fiona got up, a couple of minutes later, threw a chiffon wrap around herself and sauntered off to the hotel, followed by the black lad.

Later in the afternoon I again wandered along to Fiona and Rods hotel, my curiosity, by now, off the ‘curiosity’ scale !!! Rod had returned from his ‘drive’ and was now lying on a lounger next to Fiona wearing in a tiny pair of blue speedo swimming trunks whereas Fiona was now almost decent in a black one piece swimming costume but that still struggled, somewhat unsuccessfully, to cover, either her gorgeous breasts or her pussy, the slinky material, yet again accentuating her cunt as it cut up between her thighs. Rod was quite ‘pink’ and although he didn’t have a bad body it certainly wasn’t in the same class as the muscular black pool ‘attendant’ now, presumably off duty and oiling himself by the pool, in direct sight of the ogling Fiona, and well aware of her too, I couldn’t help but notice.

By the way that Rod looked at me, I very much got the message that what had happened yesterday was strictly ‘off limits’. The look was enough! Rod told me he’d been for a nice drive in the hills but slyly gave me a wink. Fiona dragged herself away from looking at her ‘Adonis’ and once again started asking questions about ‘Suzy’ in particular. I told them that I’d be out, as Suzy, on the town later and that if they wanted to join me, they were more than welcome which, well Fiona especially, seemed well up for. I gave them directions to ‘Sandra’s’ bar in the alt ville and arranged to see them there at 10.30 ish.

I went back to my hotel, had a stiff drink, a shower and a long think as to what to wear as I was pretty sure I was going to have some strong competition in the ‘who can look the tartiest’ maiden stakes, with two strong runners in Fiona and Sandra. I’d be amazed if Fiona didn’t go for broke, especially with her figure, looks and sheer sex appeal!! In fairness, apart for a couple of shorts and ‘male’ swimming trucks, most of my 23kgs luggage was made up of sexy undies, tarty dresses, capri pants, couple of tops and about four or five ridiculous high heels. I had also bought, whilst I was in Ibiza, another pair of heels and two more dresses. Well I call them dresses but I suspect no decent woman back in the uk would consider them dresses in the truest sense, I mean none of them were more that about two foot six ‘long’ and weighed about 2ozs each !!!! Two or three days before I’d bought a sexy off the shoulder, electric blue micro mini dress (my favourite colour). I decided that was going to be the one!!!!! I’d bought two pairs of ‘falsies’, a big pair and a smaller pair, well it was going to be the big ones together with my blond bob hairpiece and my favourite white six inch ‘Essex’ stilettos.It goes without saying that after two weeks of careful tanning I had a gorgeous golden tan much enhanced by copious amounts of baby oil my legs looking particularly good, if I say so myself. I literally poured myself into my dress, finished my face, slipped on my heels and braced myself for what I was sure was going to be a very interesting evening but I did feel good.

The taxi picked me up just after ten, dropping me off at the bottom of the steps leading up to the bar, which meant I had to totter past two bars, being, hopefully lusted over, while my dress rode further and further up my bum with every upward step. After what seemed a lifetime I eventually stepped dow into Sandra’s bar to be greeted by her profusely and immediately offered a large cocktail. As in my previous visits, I hoisted myself up onto one of the barstools and exactly as before my dress became nothing more than a handkerchief around the top of my body!!! While Sandra attended to her customers, I was able to have a good look around. I couldn’t see Rod or Fiona but I could see, as I looked behind the bar, that Sandra was again wearing the black skimpy see thro’ dress she’d worn to the party, which I’d said before was even shorter than mine and, also, that she was again caged.. I did however notice that she had cleaned most of the white spunk stains off it although not all of them. Absolute Tart !! I did notice, at the other end of the bar, Jorge, Sandra’s ‘boyfriend’ and who was he talking to? only the black adonis from the pool at Rod and Fiona’s hotel who, I couldn’t help noticing, was wearing the tightest briefest pair of white latex shorts, his large cock VERY obviously outlined. I did also notice Juan and his mates over in the corner but apart from a nod in my direction I decided to keep my distance, besides, there attention was on an attractive middle aged woman who looked a bit like an older version of a well known Scottish BBC weather reporter. She was loving the attention already stroking and feeling Juan’s cock through his tight jeans.

After about twenty minutes Rod and Fiona arrived. Rod was quite conservatively dressed but Fiona certainly wasn’t, wearing the shortest, tightest, sheerest, sexiest, ‘ultra micro’ mini dress that I’d ever seen. The dress, which was powder blue in colour, was so short, only about eighteen inches from top to bottom and that it was obvious it was all she was wearing as her pert breasts and enlarged nipples clung to the dress and no knickers either, her puffy shaved cunt lips blatantly on show just beneath the hem of her dress. Her blond hair was up, Bardot style, make up amazing and she was wearing very similar white high stilettos as mine. There wasn’t a head in the bar that, at that moment, wasn’t looking at her and she fucking loved it. She came over and perched her naked pert bum precariously on a barstool next to me, whereas Rod, immediately went down the other end of the bar, talking to Jorge and the black ‘pool attendant’ who he seemed to know. Fiona was actually quite good company and was far from being some stupid ‘blond bimbo’, telling me about her business selling bridal gowns, which was, according to her, quite successful. She could drink a bit too, already on her second cocktail, and was definitely opening up regarding her relationship with Rod and how he neglected her, sex wise. Looking over Fiona’s shoulder, I noticed Rod and Jorge, disappearing, hand in hand, out through a back door, which I knew led to a small backyard leaving Fiona’s black friend free to join us. Fiona greeted him warmly, planting a kiss on his cheek, and introducing him to me. I’m rubbish at remembering names and can’t for the life of me think what it was but I’ll call him Sam, to make things easier. Sam and Fiona were obviously a bit more than friends, as I well knew, and, within minutes the pair of them were, basically, petting each other while still talking to me, Fiona couldn’t stop feeling and rubbing Sam’s large cock through his latex shorts and Sam was practically ‘ fingering’ Fiona’s, ‘on display’ cunt, no, I could confirm, she definitely wasn’t wearing any knickers ! I did wonder what impression she’d made on the people coming up the steps I’d navigated earlier. I can only imagine!!

Everyone was chatting away,enjoying each others company, some more than others like Fiona and Sam and it was now well past midnight, the bar was slowly beginning to empty, Juan, his mates and the ‘Scottish weather presenter’ had all left together, I hope she was prepared for what she was about to receive, Jorge and Rod had returned, both with smiles on their faces and Rod had now rejoined the three of us down our end of the bar. There was now only about two or three other punters, apart from our little group left, and Sandra was trying to get them to leave, which she succeeded in doing and locking the door behind them. Since Jorge had come back into the bar Sandra had ‘collared’ him behind the bar and already had his trousers down around his ankles, knelt in front of him, sucking off his cock which seemed to be the signal that, suddenly, it was open season for sex. I seemed to be some sort of innocent watching bystander, as Rod started snogging, his hand down on her cunt, with Fiona, while she, in turn, unzipped Sam’s latex shorts, got out his very large shiny black cock and started wanking him, all the while kissing Rod. Sandra, who’d stopped sucking Jorge, now was leading him into the back room where I’d been split roasted a week before, indicating to all of us, me included, to follow her. Like the week before, there were just the two single beds, in the glaringly white spartan room and Sandra grabbed me and Jorge and led us over to the bed in the far corner. Jorge had removed his trousers, by now, and was just wearing a white tee shirt, his brown cock hard and ready to fuck Sandra, who was already knelt on the bed, no knickers, ass in the air waiting for Jorge’s cock. Sandra beckoned me to join her and I soon had my thong off and like her, was also knelt on the bed, ass in air, waiting to be fucked but I had to wait my time as Jorge was banging away at Sandra’s ass, who was moaning in pleasure. Luckily the pause before I was to be fucked allowed me to finger up some KY, just in case.

Fiona, Rob and Sam had followed us into the room and while Sandra and I were preparing for Jorge’s cock, Fiona had seamlessly slipped out of her dress, which probably wasn’t too much of a problem, seeing how there wasn’t anything to it and was now spreadeagled, on her back, on the bed, beautifully tanned, completely naked and gagging to be fucked. She hadn’t really let go of Sam’s black cock, even when stripping and, with what seemed to be Robs permission, he was soon on top of her, giving her the fuck of her life, Fiona moaning like a banshee!!! I didn’t really see Rod come up behind me but I soon knew he was there when the knob end of his long cock probed tentatively into my hole and thanks to the KY was soon fucking in unison with his ‘friend’ Jorge. As Rob was fucking me I did look over at Fiona and Sam who was now fucking her doggy style. We both looked at each other and smiled!!! After a couple of minutes Jorge and Rob swapped over, Jorge now fucking me and Rob, Sandra. I’d not had Jorge’s cock up me before, but I could see why Sandra was so keen on him, he could certainly use that cock of his. After a couple of minutes they swapped back, but Rob I could tell, wasn’t going to last much longer, his cock was throbbing uncontrollably and he was fucking me far to fast and hard, not taking it steady and after about another five minutes I felt his hot spunk fill my hole. His cock must have been really long, as I knew it was, as he seemed to be pulling it out of me for ages. Rob slumped in the single chair watching his gorgeous young wife of two weeks being fucked senseless by a big black cock but, I have to say, with a smile on his face. I’d sat up by now too and was also watching Sam fucking Fiona, whilst Sandra was still moaning away, being fucked by Jorge. I think Sam wanted a breather from his strenuous fucking of Fiona or to let someone else have a go at her but anyway he first looked at Rob but he wasn’t up for it having just spunked up me and then his eyes fell on me. I must say that sat on the bed my cock was rock hard and it would have been very ungentlemanly or unwomanly, in my case, not to help out, so over I went!!! Fiona was now back spreadeagled as before, her cunt gapping, red and even puffier than earlier and literally begging for cock, any cock, even tranny cock. I must say that she surpassed even Alejandra in the beautiful cunt stakes, magnificent. My cock wasn’t as big as Sam’s but when her long legs went around me, squeezing my cock deep inside her fabulous cunt I don’t think I let myself down in pleasuring her. I’m not much of a stayer, especially up cunts rather than bums and I very soon spunked my load into her hot cunt and while it was pleasurable for both of us, it wasn’t enough for her and she was soon begging, pleading in fact, for Sam to come back and finish her off. Sam had got a second wind and his cock, bigger than ever, was soon giving Fiona’s spunky cunt yet another pasting.

Jorge had by now finished fucking Sandra, her spunk filled ass, as mine was too, weeping spunk, as she too collapsed onto the bed. Rob had recovered a bit too and had now moved over to the side of the bed where Fiona was being fucked hard and it was now becoming apparent that Sam, now almost frantically fucking his large black cock into her and the loudness of her cries that Fiona was giving out, both were very near. Sandra, Jorge and myself now watched as Rob held Fiona in his arms and kissed her passionately as Sam shuddered and finally thrust and shot his sperm into Fiona’s cunt and she likewise collapsed, utterly spent and completely fucked and satisfied, Rob whispering sweet words as he stroked her hair.

That was the end of the evening, Jorge and Sam, both neither big talkers, said there goodbyes and were soon gone, Sandra and myself went into the small kitchenette at the back of the bar to clean up and swap ‘experiences’!!! Sandra had spunked off in her cage and she had to take it off to clean it before I helped lock her in again. When the pair of us came back in Rob and Fiona were still on sat on the bed, Rob still holding Fiona, still completely naked and looking slightly dishevelled but still stunningly gorgeous, her hair cascading over her face. Fiona was still coming down, from what had obviously been a massive orgasm, even now trembling slightly but Rob was so understanding towards her and gently kissing her lips. They told us that before they’d joined us that evening, back at there hotel, they’d had a raging row, mainly about the lack of attention that Rob had been giving her and things had been said that probably shouldn’t have been and Fiona had told Rob about Sam and likewise, during the row, his friendship with me, the fact that I was transsexual, where he’d been had also came out. After they’d calmed down they’d both told each other what they wanted, sex wise, out of the rest of the holiday and had both agreed that, that evening anyway, anything, literally anything was allowed. Fiona had got a message to Sam and likewise Rob to Jorge although Sandra had already invited him already. Fiona was happy, she’d been completely satisfied by Sam, the big black cock she’d always craved, Rob had enjoyed watching another man take her, especially a black cock, she’d enjoyed letting a transsexual fuck her too and Rob was glad that his secret was no longer a secret but a pleasure they could both share in the future. We helped clean Fiona up, her cunt, sore, a little bruised and absolutely sopping with mine and Sam’s leaking spunk. Sandra had to lend her a pair of her knickers for the taxi ride back to the hotel.

The three of us were lucky to get a taxi back to the hotel quite quickly and back in the foyer we said our goodbyes and they promised to keep in touch and the pair of them both thanked me for making there honeymoon very