French Holiday Capers - Sex Stories

French Holiday Capers

... were playing volleyball. All the girls were topless and they looked like they were having fun. Then one of the guys from the group approached me and asked if I would like to join them. I accepted and he took my hand and we ran down the beach to join his friends.

The volleyball game turned out to be more an excuse for the guys to have a crafty grope at the almost naked girls and over the next hour or so I had been touched up by all the guys and some of the girls too. Then they took a break and a girl called Claire told me to lie on a sun lounger and she would put sunscreen on my back and shoulders. When she had done so, she started to apply screen to my thighs and buttocks. Then I felt her fingers slide under my thong and Claire began to rub my clit with her left hand, while applying sunscreen with her right. I didn't object. It felt good.

All of a sudden the impromptu volleyball started again. Everyone ran off to join in except for Claire, who seemed to be determined to bring me to an orgasm. Claire told me to lie on my back and when I did so, she pulled my thong to the side and went down on me. Her tongue flicked my clit while her fingers darted in and out of my pussy. I knew that some people on the beach were watching, but I didn't care.

I wanted this to last forever, but a public beach was probably not a wise choice. I could feel my orgasm building and when it happened, it was so intense that I screamed. I looked up at Claire and she had a cheeky grin on her ...

... face. She ran off to join her friends and I fixed my thong back in place, before calmly walking down the beach to rejoin Roger. I was aware of a few people watching me. A man clapped as I passed him and he was rewarded with a slap by his girlfriend, who shouted something at me, but she spoke German and it meant nothing.

Roger had watched my frolic with Claire from a distance. The bulge in his swimming trunks now resembled a policeman's baton. We gathered up our belongings and left the beach. During the drive back to the hotel, I decided to relieve poor Roger's frustration, so I pulled his shorts down and wrapped my slutty lips around his erection. Roger was on the verge of cumming and after only a few seconds, he shot off into my mouth. I stayed in position until the jets of cum stopped and my mouth was full.

I sat up just as we stopped at traffic lights and opened the window. My sudden appearance drew the attention of an elderly couple, who had just drawn up beside us. I'll never forget the look of disgust on their faces, as I spat that mouthful of cum onto the road.

When we got back to our hotel there was just enough time to shower and get dressed before dinner. Jude was already at our table and was waiting to be served. We joined him and Roger asked Jude when he was due to go home. Jude told us that his flight was at ten a.m. the next morning, so he'd be gone before breakfast time. I asked Jude if he'd like to join Roger and me in our room for a few drinks later. Jude ...