Told from the point-of-view of $name1, she has gone on holiday with her best (girlfriend) $name2. Out drinking one night they meet a couple of boys and go back to their hotel room…
I had been planning that trip with my friend $name2 for a longer time than I would like to admit. We were friends since we were little girls, and we’ve always gotten along great.
She is blonde, small built, B cup breasts, her butt is also a little bigger than mine. Her body is spectacular, despite being petite, yet she is very sexy.
As for me, I am similarly petite, with A cup breasts, and butt not as big as my friend’s. I had no problem with that fact. I had no problem with that fact, I liked my body.
We both wanted to travel to Mallorca for vacation, we were attracted to that place. I had waited a long time for that, and now, that it was getting closer, I was more excited.
I wanted to see other places, other people, other cultures, and this was the perfect opportunity for that. The moment we bought the tickets I knew it was real. $name2 hugged me and said:
“Finally, $name1. We’re going on vacation.” Yes, it was official! At last!
$name2 could get excited about anything, she was much more cheerful than I was. It was easy for her to meet people and socialize, I didn’t find it that way.
I had a much harder time communicating, talking to strangers was extremely difficult for me, however, $name2 helped me as much as possible.
Her good humor was contagious. When we went out together, I had a great time, and if there were boys present, $name2 did most of the talking.
I just had to smile, and maybe answer a question or two. The dynamic between us worked well.
Once we were in Mallorca, I was very nervous. $name2 was walking in front, and I was trailing close behind her. I felt like people in the airport were watching us.
“They’re not looking at you. They’re not looking out for anything, they’re busy people.” $name2 said, and I relaxed a little, even though I still thought they saw me.
She was very direct, she always said the things she thought, even if they were not well received.
I liked that about her, and next to her I could open up enough to hide my shyness and insecurities. We got straight to the hotel, the room was small, but comfortable enough.
We would be very comfortable there for the next few days. $name2 suggested resting before going to some disco, or somewhere similar. I had a hard time sleeping because of the excitement I felt about being there.
My mind kept imagining everything I would do during our stay there. After a lot of trying, I fell asleep, although I dreamed so much that when I woke up I felt that I had not rested at all.
When I opened my eyes, I realized that $name2 was in her bed fast asleep. I didn’t want to wake her, even though it was already dark, and something inside me wanted to go out and see the place.
$name2 had some influence on me in that case? Well, no doubt about it. It wasn’t a bad thing.
She was helping me to be more sociable. Seeing that $name2 was still fast asleep, I decided to go over to her to wake her up.
I didn’t want to spend the rest of the night cooped up in the hotel room. I called her twice, and she was still asleep.
I didn’t know how $name2 could sleep like that; it was the first night. Realizing she wouldn’t wake up like that anymore, I would try something else.
“$name2, wake up. It’s already night.” I said, shaking her arm.
She woke up, rubbing her eyes, and asking the time. After that, we both decided to go out and dressed to impress. Neither of us were wearing bras, my small breasts looked erect and perky.
$name2 complimented me, and I felt the heat spread across my cheeks. Our dresses were very sexy, we would go to a local nightclub. Once there, we started having drinks.
I was having so much fun.
$name2 was pointing cute guys in all directions. After several drinks, we made the determination to dance.
Even though I didn’t know how to do it, I tried. My inhibitions were at a minimum. For that reason, I danced with $name2.
She laughed raucously and watched as the boys watched us. Every now and then she would look around.
“There are a lot of cute boys here.” She whispered in my ear.
I blushed, for I knew $name2 was right. We were dancing a little raunchily when some boys near us approached us.
They were very attractive, and I was nervous, however, the drinks helped me relax.
We went back to the table with these guys. $name2 was restless, and I knew it would happen before it even happened: $name2 invited them into our room. I was trying to wave her off, but she kept going.
I had no choice but to smile and walk up to the room with them. The problem was my shyness since from the beginning my pussy had been contracting every time one of them danced too close to me.
I felt the drinks taking effect, and all that was unavoidable. However, I was on vacation. I could do anything I set my mind to.
$name2 was the most outgoing, and she led them to our hotel room. She had mentally already picked out one of the guys, I knew because I knew her well.
“This is it, guys.” She said once we were in front of our room door. She was trying to open the door and failed several times, fumbling around with the key.
“Let me, I’ll get it,” I asked, and she turned away from the door to kiss the boy she had already picked out.
They were both very handsome, one was blond, and the other had brown hair.
She chose the blond.
The other boy hugged me from behind, as I opened the door, and kissed my neck. I knew that was it.
As I entered the room, he turned me around and kissed me passionately, his lips were soft, and my mind clouded.
I felt like I could no longer think clearly, the very moment his lips touched mine, I put my insecurities aside.
I was in another country, far from home, and I jumped. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and we embraced as we kissed eagerly. I felt my nipples harden.
He stopped kissing my lips, more like eating my mouth, to kiss my neck, and move down to my breasts.
I took the opportunity to see what $name2 was doing and saw that she was kneeling in front of the boy waiting for him to offer her his cock.
I opened my eyes wide, but immediately my boy pushed me down by grabbing my shoulder so that I would do the same.
$name2 and her boy were right next to us, so we could see everything the other was doing.
I knelt down, and he pulled his cock out, which he waved in front of my eyes.
I took the cock in my hands, jerked him off without looking up, and proceeded to take that cock between my lips, massaging it with my tongue. I moved my hand as I sucked, licked, and swallowed all the liquid that came out with my mouth.
The boy looked over to where $name2 was.
She was doing exactly what I was doing. I watched too, and she watched me as a huge cock went in and out of her mouth. He was moving his hips rapidly and $name2 was bucking back and forth hard, she watched me and I felt my pussy start to get wet at an alarming rate.
We were kneeling on the carpet. My boy wanted to imitate his friend and fucked my face violently.
$name2 had regained control, while I, on the other hand, was suffering from retching that I thought I could not control.
She was watching me as my face was being brutally fucked. That cock was reaching for my throat, and I felt that for a moment, it pierced it.
Without warning, $name2 reached out a hand in my direction and caressed my small breasts. It was the first contact between us.
My first reaction was to pull her hand away, but then she concentrated on my nipples, and I liked it so much that I let her continue.
All I could think about was, “Please take that hand to my pussy.”
I was so turned on, I needed her to masturbate me. And as if she had read my mind, she put a hand on my pussy, rubbing my clit gently.
I was still sucking my boy’s cock, he had stopped moving his hips, so I was no longer choking. What $name2 was doing made me close my eyes, and enjoy her hand to the fullest.
The boys surrounded us and grabbing our hips, forced us down on all fours on the floor.
I sighed, and then he slowly penetrated me until his cock was inside me.
$name2 was being fucked too, and as if they had planned it, they were moving at the same time, with similar rhythms, fucking us hard, furious, arrogant.
Their bodies were crashing against ours and added to all that were our moans.
$name2 shut me up by kissing me on the lips, her mouth taking over mine as we were fucked from behind, and her hands cupped my breasts.
She rubbed my nipples, and made me lose my cool, I moaned against her mouth, and she didn’t stop kissing me. She massaged my tongue with hers, and we offered the boys a unique and very sexy sight.
My boy ground his hips against my buttocks, then slowed down, and moved in circles, which I found sensational.
A current of pleasure coursed through me, and I felt that an orgasm would undeniably take place. $name2 was helping with her passionate kisses and her restless hand.
I had a very powerful orgasm. I cried out as $name2 kissed me, and she smiled. Still, the boy fucked her violently, she stopped kissing me to scream, as she also came and she squirted all over the boy.
They continued as if nothing, leaning on our hips.
I felt that if he kept going like that, I was going to end up cumming again, and that’s just what happened. $name2 kissed me as I cried out, and she fondled my breasts.
They surrounded us once again. This time to face each other. I knew what to do, kneeling down. $name2 did, and opened her mouth, sticking out her tongue.
A stream of cum went into her mouth, she closed her eyes to keep it from falling in there.
I did the same, and my guy didn’t have as good a shot, but a lot of it landed on my mouth anyway. The boys left, leaving $name2 and I sweaty, and tired, laying naked on a bed together, almost cuddling together.
