Magaluf Sex Story

The thing I love most about going on holiday with the lads is the fact you're away from the nagging girlfriend and can fuck as many birds you like without getting -caught-that is, as long as one of your shags doesn't stitch you up and get you caught like what happened to me! It was six days into our annual fortnight of debauchery in Magaluf (Megalove!) and I'd already shagged my way through three slappers. I would've pulled on the other nights too if it wasn't for , having too many Stellas, but that's all part of the fun I reckon!

Anyway, like I say, we were on day six and mucking around on the beach. Sunbathing, swimming, kicking a footy around, ogling a few topless sorts... you know the stuff. I'd just booted a precision pass to my pal Rob and was waiting for the one-two when this slutty looking brunette tart tapped me on the shoulder. Decked out in a red bikini that left little to the imagination, she was handing out flyers for some new club in town, and said if I asked for Debs I'd get to jump the queue and get in for free.

When she gave me a saucy wink before moving on to the next punter I knew I was in, and looking at her arse as she -walked across the sand had my cock stirring. This was e dirty whore that 1 was desperate to get into! After a spag bog and a couple of beers with the lads, I made my excuses, scrubbed myself up and headed off to this new club.

Funnily enough, it was called 'Bar Romp' - I certainly hoped I'd be romping with. Debs before the evening was out! There was already a queue forming outside, but I. went up to the bouncers, showed my flyer asked for Debs and all was hunky dory. Jealous blokes looked on as she appeared in a raunchy black leather bikini and escorted me inside. The club was really plush, with loads of neon lights, big bars and a massive dance floor. Staff were rushing here and there, sorting out last minute preparations for when the doors opened and in rushed the fun seeking holiday makers. "You're probably wondering what you're doing here," said Debs with a sexy smile. "Well I know what I hope I'm here for!" I replied with a cheeky grin. She led me upstairs, giving me an eyeful of her pert bum cheeks and long legs, and into what I can only describe as a 'boudoir' area. It was all decked out in red velvety drapes and scattered with double beds, chaise longues and sofas. The place was made for chilling and fucking! "I've been looking at this room for weeks now since I started doing the promotions," teased Debs, "I've been gagging to be the first to fuck on one of these beds!" I. was slightly baffled, "So why .me then? You must've had loads of chances to shag in here, before now, blokes must be falling over themselves!" "I just wanted to save it until opening night," she giggled, "my own personal 'opening night' if you like..." With that she pulled my head towards her and thrust her tongue into my mouth, indulging me in a passionate kiss. The insatiable babe then shoved me back onto one of the beds and straddled me. She ripped my shirt open and began working at my jeans, soon they were off and thrust onto the bed beside us. Having this filthy-looking bikini-clad babe stripping me off was doing amazing things to my cock, and by the time she'd torn off my boxers I was the proud owner of a king-size boner. "Nice cock," she cooed "let's have a see if it likes being sucked..." Starting | off with long, slow licks up my turgid shaft, this was becoming unbearable it was all I could do not to blast my spunky load all over this kinky bird's face. When she took my swollen helmet into her warm, moist mouth I was gritting my teeth and clinging on, but what sensations she was sending up and down my throbbing tool piece! Swiftly unleashing my muscle from her oral attentions and straddling my thighs, her miniscule; bottoms nestling against my dick, she began slowly V removing her bikini top to reveal her pert breasts complete with bullet-hard nip-: pies. Debs, looked slutty ; and out of this world, but just when I thought she was going to plant one on my rock-hard root, the minx had a surprise in store. Grabbing my jeans and rifling through the pockets, she got my mobile and began going through the phonebook. "Mum, Dad, Granny, Big Sis...ahhh, how sweet!" she said cheekily, "but who's this love heart? Helen? Is that your girlfriend Mark, you naughty boy?" Debs began running the phone up and down my stiff todger as I tried to lie my way out of this awkward situation,, which blew my concentration to pieces. "Helen's erm, just a good colleague erm friend of my Sister's from work or college, or something..." I was a stammering wreck, I just wanted to get my ; cock inside this filthy bitch!

"So, it won't matter if I give her a ring then will it?" In no time she'd called the number and was telling Helen how I was with her and gagging to get my prick inside her pussy, before swiftly hanging up! "Oh, did I forget to tell you Mark, power really gets me off," Debs continued with a smile, "now where were we..." She practically tore off her tiny briefs and impaled her soaking cunt on my aching manhood. Her hot slit felt unbelievable pumping on my thrusting tool, and Debs must've been loving it too as in no time she was crying out as her climax overwhelmed her pulsating fuck-hole. Her frenzied grinding pushed me over the edge and I blasted her spadger-walls with a torried jet of spunk. "Cheers love, that's this place christened in style" said a sweaty and satisfied Debs, but we open soon and there's work to do! Bikini on and she was off, leaving me to quickly get dressed. I left the club and saw Debs working the queue with a helping of my spunk in her cunt. She waved bye and I knew this would be a one-nighter, but who cares? It's a superb shag I'll never forget! As for Helen, after loads of groveling she did forgive me, I told her some crazy chick : nabbed my phone. Which wasn't so far from the truth!