Chapter 13

I woke up when Martina came down the stairs. She was full of apologies when she saw me but I told her not to worry, that I shouldn’t still be in bed at that time. I got a bottle of water from the fridge and went onto the front deck to wake up properly whilst sunbathing. I waved at Toby and made sure that my feet were closest to him when I lay down.

It was late afternoon when I started to think about what I was going to do. By that time I was hungry so I slipped a dress on and walked over to the café. As I was eating I saw Kate, Zoe walking towards that part of the marina. When they got close enough I shouted over to them and invited them to have a drink with me.

Zoe told me that they had ‘escaped’ for a while before they were all going out for dinner. I told them that they were welcome to hang out with me but said that they’d have one drink then they had better go back.

After chatting for ages they got up to leave and I told them that their knickers and bras were back; all nice and clean. They came back to the boat to collect them and I asked them if they had any on right then. It was obvious that they didn’t have bras on but they hadn’t accidentally flashed their pussies to me.

“No,” Zoe said, “we thought that we’d try to see how long we can go before mum or dad says anything.”

“Good luck with that;” I replied, “remember to act normal and they might never know.”

As they left I decided that I was going to the gym again. It was time to flash my pussy and tits to Pedro, and anyone else who may be there, again; but I had a little problem; well 3 actually, left, right and pussy. What to wear, inside and out.

The skirt part was easy; I’d already decided that I was going to wear my ultra-short, white, skater type skirt. On top I finally decided to wear one of daddy’s white vests that I found in his wardrobe. It’s way too big for me and I knew that whenever I bent forwards it would hang low letting anyone who cared to look, see my tits. The only problem was that it was way too long for me, it just covered my butt.

I was just about to cut most of it off when I had another idea. I put it on again and looked at myself in the mirror.

“Yes,” I thought, “this will do as a dress, a baggy dress; not the smartest dress, but for going to the gym it would do just fine.”

An image came into my head of me doing a handstand and the dress puddling around my hands.

I felt pleased with my idea.

Then there was the third problem; what to put in my pussy. Did I want a constant vibration or did I want random blasts. After much deliberation I chose my egg. I put new batteries in it and easily slid it into my wet pussy.

As I did that I wondered if it was normal for a horny 18 year old girl to have a permanently wet pussy, especially in a warm climate like it is in Ibiza. Not getting an answer, I took the vest off, put a dress on and put everything that I’d need in my backpack.

One taxi ride later and I was walking into the gym and being greeted by Pedro who seemed really pleased to see me. After a bit of chit chat I went to the changing room. As I walked I heard Pedro making a phone call. It was in Spanish but easily understood. He was telling someone that the flasher girl was back and get round there quick.

I smiled to myself and thought,

“Bring it on guys. I’ve got it and it makes me happy to show it to you.”

I was a little disappointed that I was the only one in the uni-sex, or gender neutral, changing room. I changed into daddy’s vest and my trainers, tweaked my nipples through the vest to make the little tents even bigger; then turned the egg to ‘frequent random’.

The egg hit me with a quick blast almost immediately and I decided that I was happy that I’d chosen the top of the range remote controlled vibrating egg.

As I walked into the gym I looked around and saw 2 men and 2 girls. All glanced over to me then got on with their workouts. Pedro followed me in then told me that we would start with some warm-up exercises.

Thankfully he told me that he would demonstrate each one then tell me to do 10 of each of the exercises. We went through the following and by the time that I was finished I needed a rest: -

Squats Lunge and knee lifts Leg swings Star jumps Press-up’s Squat thrusts

The first 3 weren’t very revealing but as soon as I started the star jumps I could feel daddy’s vest going up and down on me. The right shoulder ‘straps’ slipped off my shoulder and down my arm and I could my right tit in the mirror in front of me. It was only for a split second but I could swear that I could see my slit in the mirror.

Then the press-ups. Not only did the vest rise up over my butt, but the front was hanging low and I could see both of my tits in the mirror. Also in the mirror I could see the 2 guys and 1 of the girls watching me.

Half way through the 10 press-up’s the egg zapped me and I collapsed flat on floor for a couple of seconds which provoked Pedro to tell me to stop resting and get on with it.

The squat thrusts were the most revealing as my vest slid right up to my shoulders as my feet jumped forwards. By the time that I was doing those I noticed that 2 more men had appeared in the gym and were staring at my bare backside.

Those warm-up exercises over Pedro told me to spend 10 minutes on one of the exercise cycles. When I got to it I noticed that the saddle was set a bit high for me. I looked at Pedro hoping that he’d come over and lower it. He just motioned for me to get on it and start pedalling, which I did.

And that was a nice surprise. My pussy slid from side to side on the saddle that rubbed my clit. With the help of the egg zapping me, it wasn’t long before I was cumming in front of the increasing number of young men, and the 2 girls that were watching me. As I calmed down I looked over to my little audience and saw that 2 of the men had their phones out and they were both videoing me. I smiled.

Pedro came to collect me and took me to another machine, one that I hadn’t used before. After he demonstrated it he told me to have a go. It was hard work and not very revealing.

I smiled to myself when Pedro took me to the next machine; it was the leg spreader. I’d been looking forward to going on that one again and I wasn’t disappointed; neither were my audience or the cameras. Pedro set the weights and he seemed to set them so that it was easy for me to spread my legs but nearly impossible for me to pull them together again. I wondered if he was doing that on purpose.

There were 7 men and the 2 girls watching me when Pedro said I was done on the leg spreader. I was starting to think that my workout was over when Pedro rubbed his stomach and asked me if it was my abs that I wanted to work on.

I rubbed my stomach, over the vest, and nodded my head. He then led me over to the mats and told me to get down on my back. He then demonstrated: -

Crunches Reverse crunches Sit ups Leg raises Bicycle

Then one at a time he got me to do them, 20 of each. Of course, that meant that my vest was often up around my waist, much to the delight of the audience and cameras.

I asked Pedro to hold my feet down when I did the sit ups and the egg got the better of me after the 8th rep. I had to have a little break before continuing.

At the end of them I was feeling the effect of all my hard work but Pedro wasn’t finished.

“You need to keep your legs flexible Georgia. You need to do the splits.”

I looked at him, using my expression to tell him that I was knackered; but he just took my hand and pulled me over to one corner of the big room.

“Okay Georgia, let’s see you try.”

I’d taken gymnastics in PE at school so I knew that I could do the splits, so I slowly slid my feet apart and looked at him as I went down into my best version of the splits.

“Good, Georgia; very good, but can you do that standing up?”

“What; I don’t understand.” I replied.

“Watch;” I can start it but I can’t get my leg all the way up. I’m a man, girls find it easier.”

I wasn’t sure about that part but I was willing to have a go; especially as it would mean my vest going up around my waist. I had a go and surprised myself by being able to do it. I was pleased and so was my audience who had followed me across the room and were now applauding me.

If I hadn’t of been balanced on one foot I may have just given them a little curtsey.

“Your flexibility and balance is good Georgia but you need to keep using it or you will lose it. You can bring your leg down now Georgia.”

I smiled and did so, my vest falling back down to cover my pussy and butt.

“That’s why I am here Pedro. Are there any other balancing things that I can practice?”

“I guess that handstands and walking on your hands is good balance practice.”

“I can do those.” I replied with a grin on my face. I just knew what would happen if I turned myself upside down.

Pedro turned his hand over indicating that I should do it; so I did. Just as soon as my legs were up I felt gravity getting to work with the vest. It puddled around my hands and I walked out of it and towards the audience. As I moved forwards I let my legs spread wide to help me balance.

I saw feet move out of my way as I walked right through them, turned and walked back. When I dropped my legs and got onto my feet I got a little round of applause. This time I did do a little curtsey.

Then I thought,

“Oops, I’m naked in a public gym with people watching me.”

I picked up the vest and put it on before turning to Pedro.

“Very good Georgia that was a really good workout. I would like you to do all those exercises every time that you come here, just increasing the number of reps each time. Can you do that for me?”

“Even the walking out of my clothes?” I asked.

“Look Georgia, do you see any unhappy people? No, so yes, if you end up naked you will make a lot of people happy.”

“Well I think that I can manage that Pedro.”

“So when will you come again Georgia?”

“In about 2 minutes.” I thought, but actually said,

“I don’t know but it won’t be long. I promise.”

I left the room and went to get a shower. I was followed into the changing room by a man still holding his phone. In there I saw a man and one of the girls that I’d seen in the gym. They were at opposite ends of the room and both were naked, the girl drying herself.

“Cute.” I thought as I looked at the man’s cock as I lifted daddy’s vest up and over my head then turned to look at the man who had followed me in; he was holding his phones like he was videoing me.

I got my shampoo out of my backpack and walked to the shower where I saw another naked man showering.

As I showered, watching the man showering, the naked man who I first saw came into the shower; followed by the man with the phone who had now got naked as well.

The man who’d been videoing me came up to me and asked if I would mind having my photograph taken with the men.

“Hmm,” I thought, “naked me with 3 naked men!”

“Yes, okay; how would you like me?” I replied.

For the next 15 minutes or so, I posed in quite a few innocent and sexy poses with them. The 2 who didn’t have their phones with them went and got them and I have no idea how many photos they took.

The innocent photos soon turned to sexy ones. Two of the men squat either side of me then lifted me up between them. My arms instinctively went round their shoulders. One of each of their arms was supporting my butt whilst their other arms held my legs wide apart.

The third man clicked away with his phone camera.

This was repeated twice more with a different man taking the photographs. Whilst I was up there that third time the egg kicked into life with a long blast that took me over the top and I hung on to the 2 men holding me. They, of course, realised that I was cumming and were grinning and talking to each other in Spanish.

The gist of what they were saying was they thought that I was a slut.

As I retreated from the edge I thought about what I’d heard and I had to agree with them. What’s more, I felt proud of that.

When the 2 men let me slide down to the floor my hands slid down and found 2 hard cocks. I looked up at the men and smiled. Then I started wanking them.

“This is what sluts do isn’t it?” I thought as my hands went up and down.

I looked up to the 2 men and saw that neither of them was unhappy about what I was doing so I got down onto my knees and licked the tip of first one, then the other cock. I felt both cocks twitch and maybe get a little harder.

Getting no objections, my mouth alternated between sucking the 2 cocks, taking them deep into my throat.

I was just getting really into doing that when I felt the third man lifting my hips so that I was on my legs but bent forwards to be able to suck the cocks.

Then I felt the third man’s cock pressing against my pussy. I shuffled my feet apart and felt the cock penetrate my hole.

Then I felt some pain and I heard the man behind me swear and withdraw.

I quickly realised what the source of the problem was and I put my right hand under me and to my pussy. Then I squeezed the egg out and into my hand.

Putting the egg onto the floor I was able to concentrate on the 2 cocks in front of me. I waggled my butt a little and soon felt the cock behind me ram hard into me.

It didn’t take long for all 3 cocks to erupt, one inside my vagina and the other 2 onto my face. As I felt them start to cum I’d backed off the one that I was sucking and looked up to both their faces. With my mouth open I was quickly rewarded with 2 lots of man cum shooting at my face.

When the cock inside my hole withdrew I stood up and licked up the man cum that my tongue could reach and swallowed it whilst still looking into the men’s faces.

I was just finishing that when I heard someone clapping. I turned my head to see the girl that had been in the changing room when I went in. She was still naked and grinning as she clapped her hands. In Spanish she said,

“That was quite some performance Georgia. I like the egg touch. How would you like to get paid for doing that?”

In Spanish, I asked her what she meant.

Changing to English, she told me that she worked at a club that put on live sex shows, and since I had done just that with 3 men that she doubted that I knew, she wondered if I would consider doing that professionally.

“Oh, I don’t know. It’s one thing having sex with strangers in a quiet place like this but in front of an audience is something completely different. I don’t think that I could.”

“Oh I think that you could Georgia, it’s not just in here, I watched you in the workout room and you were really enjoying being naked and cumming in front of all those men.”

“Well yes, I can’t deny that but ... I don’t know.”

I was verbally being a bit shy but my pussy was gushing and my brain was saying,

“Yes, yes, yes; when do I start?”

“Tell you what Georgia, have that shower that you haven’t finished yet then we’ll talk some more. Mind you don’t stand on your little toy; you definitely don’t want to damage that.”

I smiled, picked up my shampoo and turned the nearest shower on.

I looked round and saw the 3 men finishing their showers and I watched their cute butts as they walked out. The girl was still stood there watching me, and the 3 men.

When I’d finished showering and cleaning my egg I went to my locker and got dried. The girl was at the other side of the room getting dressed. I noted that she didn’t put any underwear on under her micro skirt and tank top. I was just slipping on my dress on when the girl turned and walked over to me.

“So Georgia, have you been thinking about it?”

“What sort of sex shows are they?”

“All sorts, we change them just about every night.”

“I mean, is it just fucking in front of an audience?”

“Tell you what Georgia, come and have a drink with me and I’ll tell you more. I’m Daniella by the way.”

I put my hand out to shake Daniella’s hand then said,

“Okay then, why not. This sounds interesting.

We walked out into reception where Pedro said goodbye and again said,

“Same routine next time Georgia; but more reps.”

“Okay.” I replied; then whispered to Daniella,

“I wonder if he means getting naked as well?”

“Probably.” Daniella replied.

As we walked down the street Daniella said,

“You are 18 aren’t you Georgia? It’s just that you don’t look it.”

“Yes, of course. Here, I’ve got my I.D. card in my purse.”

Daniella said that she was happy to take my word for it but by the time she’d finished talking I had the card in my hand.

“So you’re a dancer then?”

“No, but I applied for the card to save carrying my passport around with me.”

“I like the photos, not many girls are lucky enough to have nude photos on their I.D. cards.”

I smiled and thought a quick ‘thank you’ to Pau. Daniella took me to a quiet little bar that looked to be only used by the locals. As we walked in a couple of old men watched us. Daniella took me to a table where the 2 old men could watch us. As we sat down she said,

“I like to let the old men look at me so that they can dream about what they can’t have.”

“You big tease.” I replied as a young girl came over and asked us what we wanted.

“Cuatro tequila por favor.” Daniella replied.

“Right Georgia; the club has about 10 different themed sex show ranging from medieval torture to naughty school girls to fucking machines to outright humiliation to just dancing and fucking. How does that sound?”

“Do any of the girls actually get hurt?”

“No, not really, a few red marks but nothing that’s still visible the next night. If it were the girl wouldn’t be able to perform until she was healed. It’s all for show.”

“You included fucking machines; I’ve never been fucked by a machine before.”

Daniella smiled and said,

“Girl, you’ve never been fucked until you’ve been fucked by a good machine.”

“Sounds fun; there’s no drugs involved in any of this is there?”

“Absolutely not. Maybe the odd puff of a cigarette if you’re playing a naughty schoolgirl or the odd tequila or two. Oh, and getting fucked by the odd beer or wine bottle. Did I mention that all the men that work there are chosen because of the size of their cocks? All are bigger than those you took back at the gym.”

“Wow; so how many nights a week would I have to work?”

“That’s up to you; some girls only work one per week, others work 4 or even 5. I only work 2. Oh, the boss likes the girls to work at least a Friday or a Saturday each week. There’s a rota that you write your name on. It usually has the name of the theme on it so that you know what you’re going to be doing.”

“That sounds quite good; so how much does it pay then?”

I wasn’t really interested in the money but I didn’t want Daniella or the club management to know that.

“A thousand per performance; for the girls that is. The men only get half that. The boss says that it’s something to do with supply and demand.”

“I laughed and replied,

“Poor men.”

“Don’t feel sorry for them girl; they get their rocks off every time.”