I am sure most, if not all people will have such a story as this one. When I was 22 my girlfriend Stacey was 25 5’1” and size 8 blonde hair, and at that point was still trying to tell me she was a good girl. We had been going out for a couple of months and decided to take a break away in Portugal. Being very early in the season hotels and bars were not full but the sunshine was plentiful if not burning hot, the only thing that was a little bit tight was money. This led us to finding locations out of any breeze where we could get an all over tan; it appeared that the hotel balcony was the ideal place. Over the next couple of days it appeared that plenty of other people thought the same and during the day people could be seen standing on the balcony and at least topless, the bottom half covered, or so we thought by the balcony.  

Stacey and I would go for breakfast followed by a walk around the local area followed by a light lunch then afternoon of drinking wine and sun bathing. I would always know when Stacey was in the mood as she would reach over take me in hand, never ever falling to get a rise out of me, and nothing more than animal lust would take over and we fall on each other as young people tend to do, very animalistic and often. In the evenings we would visit a local bar were other residents would hang out having a few drinks before disappearing back to or room for another ration. On the fourth day however things were about to change.

Day four started like the others had done were we woke up and fucked, cup of tea and dressing we wondered off for breakfast. Once that was done we wondered down to the harbour and found some fisherman sell that mornings catch I purchased a couple of Mackerel for us to eat that night, this was the starting point of out adventure. When we finished out walkabout we went back to the room and looking out Stacey remarked that it was a lovely pool and it was a shame it was too cold to use. I jokingly remarked that of course we could go swimming, to which Stacey got an idea in her head. “Well it you think it’s so warm I would love to watch you swim” she said with a large grin. As I said she didn’t know me all that well and I have never been one to back down from a challenge, “Ok I will go for a swim, but if I do you can’t wear underwear for the next 10 days”. She thought she was on to a safe bet she had felt the water and it was cold, the hot days of summer had not started yet, not that I think she minded overly not wearing underwear, it was just something I don’t thin she hd don’t too much of. Nodding with approval I slipped my swimming trunks on, no shorts back then but proper budgie smugglers. Slipping my jeans and t-shirt on, off I went to the pool. As I reached the pool I could see Stacey on out balcony, camera in hand. Putting my hand in the water I suddenly thought what a silly boy I had been to take such a rash challenge, it was freezing, I was not going to have any balls left if I went in. Looking up I noticed other people now watching this mad person with a towel by the pool. Did I mention it was cold? Never being one to back out I removed my t-shirt, goodness that breeze was cold, slipping of my jeans I felt very cold and very exposed, and it now seemed there were people on every balcony, and some were even shouting encouragements. Now or never, I dove like an Olympic god into the pool and struck out for the opposite end, more like a belly flop and lots of water being splashed around. I reached the other end and turning like they do on TV I struck out to where my towel was. Reaching the side and with goosebumps on my goosebumps I pulled my self out. The noise of cheering and applause coming from the watching crowd was deafening…. OK the laughter and catcalling was quite rowdy, but I had done it. Dressing quickly, still damp, I proceeded to stroll triumphantly backwards to wards our room, waving at all the laughing people pointing at this mad Englishman. Stacey was waiting for me, naked; with a cup of tea to try and bring some life back in to me. I must admit I ignored the tea and started cuddling Stacey to warm me up but to make her feel some of the cold I felt. This resulted in us going to bed where she talked my balls back in to existence, a very nice way to pass the afternoon.

I got up and started to prepare and cook the fish for tea, Stacey informed me that she was going out for a walk, I told her that it would be ready around six, I also confirmed that she had nothing on under her strappy top and short pleated skirt. The skirt being one she used to dress up as a school girl. Well six o’clock came and went; food was ready so I eat mine but no sign of Stacey. Younger people reading this might winder why I didn’t call her on the phone to find out where she was, older ones will remember that tin those days there were no mobile phones. Seven O’clock came and went I was really quite concerned as to were she was, the only place I could think she might be would be the bar. Showering myself and dressing I headed down there, Stacey had been gone for a couple of hours by now and without much money I wondered what had happened.

Walking in to the bar there she was on a stool talking to two guys sat down at a table. Stacey jumped off the stool and came over to welcome me, I noticed that her skirt had lifted up and had anyone looked they would have seen her naked, shaved gash. The two guys sat at the table were certainly looking. I noticed Stacy was also a little unsteady on her feet, now I knew where she had been and she had not eaten since lunchtime drinking on an empty stomach. Kissing me Stacy proceeded to say how sorry she was to have missed tea but she didn’t like fish that much anyway.  The two chaps came over to “shake my hand and buy a drink for the madman who was swimming today”. I noticed that that not only did I get drink, but Stacey got a VERY large drink as well, if she had been drinking them for the last three hours it was no wonder she was unsteady on her feet and so affectionate. With effort Stacey got back on the stool, not in a very lady like manor at all, the room had another flash. I sat down with the guys at the table and noticed no sooner was Stacey in any danger of finishing her drink another one was brought for her, and now I was here for me to.

I also noticed that when Stacy leaned back to take her drink from the bar her legs would open and the guys could see up her skirt.

I think everyone could see where this was going, but I was unsure Stacey and I had never even talked about anything like that happening and I was certainly not going to let her make any rash drunken decisions. Just then I saw my chance Stacey got down from her stool and started to head towards the toilets, I thought I should follow her and just check in that she was ok and in a state to carry on with the flirting. But just as went to raise one of the other chaps beat me to it and his mate distracted me by asking a question about something, and before I could follow they were both gone. After what seemed far to long the guy came back to the table a broad grin on his face, and I noticed a wink pass between them. That was it I was up and moving towards the ladies, before either could say a word or try and stop me. Knocking on the toilet door I got no response, so opening the door very gingerly I discovered there was no one in there. Looking round puzzled I noticed another door and went to investigate that, pushing the door I discovered it opened on to a small courtyard with some chairs and tables, and there bending over a table was Stacey, skirt up and legs apart. Concerned I walked over to her and finding her eyes shut I asked her if she was ok, to which she replied yes I am having great time, but I need fucking again if you can mange it. At the same time it must have registered that the voice was not one of the two guys but me.  “well you will get me to go out without any money or underwear” she was not sure about my reaction, but she was right and she was making sense not slurring incoherently, so for one of the first times in my life I have pushed my jeans down and slipped my cock into a cunt that had been freshly fucked. It was not long before we both came and added to the mixture already there. Getting up I redressed and took Stacey to the toilet where I helped wash her down before we went back in to the bar.

I noticed our two friends had gone, I guess they could not be sure what my reaction would be and what trouble they could be in. Stacey came and sat next to me at the table, and carried on sipping our drinks.

Of course I could not wait to find out what had been happening. Apparently Stacey had come in to the bar and been sat nursing a beer when the two guys came in, seeing her there and finding she was on her own they started to chat her up. Stacey was saying she could see that every time she moved they could see up her skirt and it excited her, even more when they brought her another drink, she was being naughty and getting a free drink. Apparently one of them was waiting for her as came out of the toilets and took her to the courtyard where he proceeded to kiss her, she said even let it go as far as him finding out how wet she was. She openly admitted that the thought of these two guys fancying her and wanting her had made her very horny, and it appeared every time she went to the toilet which was far more than she needed, they would stop her a she came out and she would let them go a little further until soon they were fucking her, Just before I found her was the second time the second guy had fucked her. She was watching for my reaction, to see if she had pushed to far, no she hadn’t and it was the start of a lot more fun.