Written by Mark

Fact
20 May 2011


I had no idea what Holly's friends were on about when we announced our engagement, some dropping hints but no details. I didn't really take much notice, they were probably just trying to wind me up anyway. We'd had weekends away, spent our honeymoon in Rome. It was the the following year that we went to the Costa del Sol and I discovered that I'd married two different women. I call them home Holly and holiday Holly. At home Holly is prim and proper, business suits, usually trousers. Jeans or long skirts at the weekends. Holiday Holly is the opposite wearing the absolute minimum, mini skirts, see through tops, her 34dd's braless. On the beach minuscule G strings, bikini top? I don't think she owns any. As for sex, at home she's up for most things in the privacy of the house, holidays she becomes a complete slut, she fucks more or less anyone, any time, just about anywhere. If it's in public, being watched the more she likes it.

Holly had booked the holiday to a resort she'd visited 3 or 4 times previously with her girlfriends. A few nights later we met some of them, chatting about this and that, including our forthcoming holiday. Much laughing and joking from her friends, along the lines of “Try and keep your knickers on now your married” and “Hoping to see Carlos and Enrique again” In bed that night I asked who Carlos and Enrique were. “Oh just a couple of guys I had a threesome with” she casually told me. I almost came on the spot, she didn't miss how hard my cock had become. She got on top guiding my cock to her pussy then as we fucked she told me all about it. It was obvious from the state of my cock and how quickly I came that the story had turned me on. Laid with her afterwards she asked what I thought about threesomes. “More the merrier” I replied in a jokey way. “Really. You wouldn't mind?” she said sitting up. I realised she was serious but could hardly say no, besides the idea of fucking her with another guy sounded good to me. As the holiday got closer she mentioned it several times, enough to get me excited, without going into detail. She bought some clothes to wear, showed me some very short skirts, see through tops. OK for the beach over a bikini I said, she just smiled saying nothing.

The next time I saw the skirt or tops we were on holiday, the first evening when we were getting ready to go out. Holly had showered and I went after her, coming out to find her sitting, putting on her make up wearing a micro skirt, mesh top with a half cup bra underneath. My cock immediately stiffened, as I saw her nipples were partly uncovered, and her thong was visible even sitting with her legs together. She knew most of the bars and clubs taking me by the arm going to a couple, checking out the scene. In the third she was greeted like a long lost friend by Alberto the owner. The season hadn't really started and the bar wasn't busy as he came around, kissing her on both cheeks. I was introduced, bought a drink while he called to one of the bar staff to look after the bar while he went with Holly to tell Felix that she was there. He guided her through a door next to the bar, hand on her bum, the dooring locking behind them. After about five minutes I glanced at my watch, and kept glancing, 10 minutes turned to 15, 20, 25. Thirty five minutes the door opened and she returned with Alberto and Felix who was on his phone. The first thing I noticed was her bra had gone, tits uncovered, her nipples hard, poking through the mesh top. She kissed them both and came over to me and said, “I needed that. Put these in your pocket” handing me her bra and thong. “Have you just been fucked by them?” She rolled her eyes, “Yep. Have a feel if you want”. Grabbing my hand and pulling it between her legs, ignoring the other customers. Her cunt was soaking, gaping open, my fingers slipped inside, before I could pull them away. Looking down my fingers were covered in spunk and shining with her sex juices. I looked for something to wipe them on, but she took my hand to her mouth licking and sucking them clean. Felix finished his call and came over and told her he'd got hold of Juan, told her there was a party the following night, we were invited and gave her the address.

Being the first night, we were tired and returned to our hotel, walking back I noticed the inside of her thighs were wet, cunt juices and spunk dribbling down her legs but she was unbothered. I thought everyone could tell she'd just been fucked and she made sure they did by sitting on a wall for about 10 minutes with her legs open, exposing her cunt to passers by, At the hotel reception as we waited for the lift I looked in the mirror, dangling from between her legs, a string of spunk, slowly swinging until it dripped on the floor. She could see one of the male clerks watching her and as the lift doors closed lifted her skirt, showing him her, smooth wet cunt. In the room I didn't bother to undress, just got my cock out as she knelt on the bed, skirt around her waist, wiggling her bum inviting me to fuck her. I slid my prick into her spunky, squelching cunt and fucked her as hard as I could adding a good load of cum. “If that's the effect before you've even watched me fucking, I can't wait for tomorrow” she told me after. As I drifted off to sleep I wondered what she had planned for the next night, just how many men she intended to let fuck her. One thing seemed certain I was in for an eye opening evening and having overcome my initial reservations I could hardly wait.

I'll continue another day.


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