Chapter 3

On the beach the MC was trying to organise more silly games whilst the rest of the crew were setting up tables with food and drink on them. Layla and I decided to just sit, watch and laugh at the half drunk people as they joined in what they thought was fun.

“I’ve just counted 13 naked girls Jake.” Layla said.

“Are you getting jealous because you’re not the only one naked Layla?”

“No, there’s enough guys here to see all of us not just me.”

“Well a lot of those guys saw every detail of your pussy back on the boat didn’t they?”

“Hmm, yes they did.”

“And you liked that didn’t you?”

“Maybe.”

“Layla.”

“Okay, I liked it and it made me all tingly and wet, especially when I riding that guy, whatever his name was.”

“Were you remembering yesterday in the sand dunes?”

“Yes.”

“Shall we go back there tomorrow and do a repeat performance?”

“Or two if we go early enough.”

“Jeez Layla, talk about girls gone wild, you’re going to find life back in England so boring.”

“I know, but we’ll have lots of memories and we can start planning our next holiday.”

“We could also start looking for a place that we could move in together.”

“I was hoping that you’d say something like that.”

“Then you can be naked all the time in our own place.”

“Hmm, and we can make love a dozen times a day.”

“I’m assuming that you’ll stay naked when my mates come round to watch the footy, it will be great having a naked girl getting our beers.”

“I don’t know about that Jake.”

“Come on Layla, you know that you want to, you can admit it to me, besides it isn’t like they won’t have seen you naked before.”

“You still want to have those holiday movie parties?”

“Yes, but I’ve been thinking about that, maybe we could have one big one in the function room of the Black Bull, it doesn’t cost much to hire the room and the guests could buy their own drinks.”

“That sounds like a good idea, would you still want me to make a grand, naked entrance?”

“Of course, it will be the main event. You can get on a table in the middle of the room and masturbate for everyone.”

“What, you never mentioned that before, you’d really want me to do that, in front of everyone we know? I don’t know that I could do that, it’s scary, not to mention the embarrassment.”

“Layla you get off on embarrassment, it turns you on, besides it wouldn’t be everyone, we won’t invite our parents but your brothers would be okay, I’m sure that they’d love to see their little sister naked. Because the function room is so big we could also invite all your old school mates, well the ones that haven’t moved out of town.”

“Jeez Jake, it sounds like you want the whole city to see me naked.”

“I do, and you do too Layla.”

Layla didn’t answer that one, but I knew that she did.

“We could post some of the best videos on xHamster or the likes, then the whole world can see you naked.”

“Bloody hell Jake, what are you trying to turn me in to?”

“Your true self Layla, that’s what YOU want as well.”

Again Layla didn’t answer so I got up and got my phone out. Layla posed for me and I got some great photos of her, some with her legs spread wide and me zooming in on her pussy. I got her to pose in the shallow water as well, all sorts of poses, some innocent and some very gynaecological. Layla was loving every pose.

So were some of the other guys that were there, a few, Ethan and Matt included, came over to watch us. I even got some of the guys to hold Layla up I the air with some of the guy’s hands on her tits and them holding her legs spread wide open. Her pussy was telling us all that she was loving every minute of it.

Eventually it came time to go back to the boat. Just about everyone swam back, but the little dingy had to go and collect 3 or 4, including 1 naked girl, because they had had way too much pop to be able to swim.

Layla didn’t fancy dancing to the loud music so we stood / sat at the side of the boat. I was the one sat on the relatively low part of the side and Layla stood between my legs with her back to me like she often does.

Because I was a bit lower than when I stand my hands could easily reach her pussy as well as her tits and my right hand started playing with her clit.

Layla spread her legs, closed her eyes and didn’t try to stop me from bringing her off in front of all those people. Admittedly most weren’t looking, but some were. When my fingers were busy I whispered, no, almost shouted to be heard, that some guys and the odd girl were watching us. Seconds later I felt her pussy get a lot wetter.

Probably about half way back I watched some of the crew clear the games area then the MC announced that it was games time again. Layla and I moved over to the raised area again so that we could get a better look. We both like watching drunk or half drunk people making a fool of themselves and we weren’t disappointed. I did note that just about all the girls that took part were naked and wondered if there had been an epidemic of girls wanting to get naked.

“One last game,” the MC announced, “but this one is only for the girls. Can I have some girl volunteers please?”

“Go on Layla.” I said, “it could be fun.”

Layla climbed down and joined the other 6 or 7 girls that had stepped forwards. The MC gave then each what looked like an empty beer bottle then got them to line-up along the side of the boat.

“Right girls, put the bottle on the deck in front of you then, when I say go, I want you to get the bottle to the other side of the ship but here’s the catch, you can’t use your hands, arms, or your mouth, except for standing the bottle back up when it falls over.”

These was a couple of seconds silence until people started realising that the girls had only one way to get the bottle over to the other side. The guys started cheering, and as it registered with all the girls, most, like Layla started smiling. Two girls who were wearing only thong bikini bottoms pulled them off and threw them to the side of the boat.

All girls spread out a little and stood over their bottles with their feet apart.

When the MC thought that all the girls were ready he shouted “GO” and all 8 girls squat and impaled themselves on their bottles.

The cheering from the guys got so loud that I thought it was louder than the music had been.

Every girl was struggling to keep the bottles in their pussies and everyone realised that there were a lot of wet pussies on that boat.

Layla was really struggling, she could get no more than a metre before the bottle hit the deck. It took well over 4 minutes for the first girl to get there and she was given a bottle of champagne, but I was sure that most of the guys watching were thinking, like me, that they’d rather fuck a wet pussy than a dry pussy.

That game caused so much enthusiasm from the crowd that the MC decided to do it again. Some of the girls walked away, some, like Layla, stayed to have another go, and 3 different girls came forwards to have a go.

Again the noise from the crowd was unbelievable as the girls struggled. This time Layla was closer to me and I managed to get a video of her struggling.

A different girl won this time and Layla walked back to me still carrying the bottle that was covered with her juices. I took it off her and put the neck into my mouth and sucked.

“You taste as nice as ever.” I said when I took it out.

“You can taste the real thing as soon as we get back to the hotel.” Layla replied.

The music started again, but this time with a lot less decibels. I looked where the boat was heading and saw that we were approaching the harbour. When the boat docked people started disembarking and heading for their coaches and I saw that some of the girls hadn’t bothered putting any clothes on so when Layla went into the bag to get her skirt I stopped her and said,

“No, stay like that Layla.”

Layla looked up at me, smiled and let go of her skirt. I picked up the bag, got my phone out and videoed Layla disembarking and walking to the coach. It was mainly her butt that got videoed except when she turned round and tried to get me to stop videoing.

I even videoed her getting onto the coach and because of the 3 high steps I captured her still wet pussy between her legs.

As we were walking down the aisle near the back of the coach. Layla tripped on something and an arm came out to catch her then pulled her onto the lap of the arm’s attached body. It was Matt with Ethan sat next to him.

Laying on her back across the laps of the 2 guys Layla looked up and said.

“You guys will do anything to get your hands on my body, well go on, do what you want to me.”

Matt looked up at me and I nodded my head, sat on the seat the other side of the aisle and lifted Layla’s feet onto my lap. I got my phone our and videoed Matt and Ethan groping her tits and pussy.

Layla hadn’t cum for ages and she lasted long enough for the coach to be speeding along the main road back to our resort before she let everyone around us know that she was cumming.

Matt was getting Layla close to cumming again as the coach pulled up outside our hotel and we had to quickly get off and went into the hotel.

Back in our room Layla opened the balcony doors and stood at the railings taking some deep breathes. I saw her waving and went and looked and saw Matt an Ethan on their balcony opposite.

I took Layla into the bedroom and put her in the position that she went into when the MC on the boat had told the girls to get in to the boy’s favourite position to eat her pussy and did just that until she’d orgasmed then I fucked her properly until I came deep inside her.

I turned my head to look out and saw Matt and Ethan still looking over at us. I lay beside her as her legs came down and before I knew it I was asleep.

I woke as it was starting to get dark so I woke Layla and we went into the shower.

I dressed Layla in yet another see-through skirt and top and we went to eat before another night in a few bars but on our own.

The following day we got the buses to the same beach but earlier in the day. Layla was a bit disappointed that she didn’t have to stand and have a man’s face right in front of her pussy but she made up for it by wanting 2 trips into the dunes to put on a similar show for the wandering voyeurs, one in the morning and the second in the afternoon.

In between the shows we wandered around, going down paths and dirt roads passing people going the other way and vans delivering to the beach bars. We even walked through the car parks, both of is naked apart from our flip-flops. We also went to one of the beach bars but I put my shorts on because we didn’t see any naked men in the bar.

All in all we had a great day and Layla was happy that she’d been seen naked by so many people and been watched fucking by quite a few as well.

Back at the hotel we had a late dinner then a nap because that night we were going to a nightclub. I asked Layla if she had any plans for what she was going to wear and she told me that she was planning on wearing one of her see-through tops and as a surprise for me, she’d brought a yellow ballet tu-tu and cut off the built-in knickers.

“I love the tu-tu idea but I think we can do better than one of your tops.” I said.

I left Layla to sleep for a little longer and went to the local shops where I bought a couple of lipsticks of very different colours. When we were getting ready I used the lipsticks to draw circles round her tits.

“There you go Layla, that will do for a top.”

And that’s how she went, heels and a tu-tu and nothing else. If you were stood close to Layla you couldn’t tell that she was naked below the tu-tu but if you were more than 2 or 3 metres away you could see her bare butt or pussy. Layla said that it felt like she was just wearing a belt.

We walked to the bus pick-up point, the club being well out in the countryside, and found other girls wearing next to nothing waiting for the bus. Although none of the other girls had their pussies uncovered like Layla.”

Layla found that it was impossible to sit on the bus seats with the tu-tu on so he took it off and sat naked, putting the tu-tu back on when she stood to get off the bus.

The club looked huge and judging by the decibels of music coming from inside it was a good job that it was in the middle of nowhere. I presented our tickets and we were in.

There must have been over a thousand young people there. It was quite dark but had lots of strobe and ultraviolet lighting which highlighted the girls who wore white bras or knickers even under their outer clothing. Of course Layla didn’t have that problem, in fact she was a little disappointed by the lack of light to highlight that she only wearing a ‘belt’.

It was difficult to move around and half the time you were lucky to get your own space to dance but we managed to get some drinks, that were expensive, from the long bars that had dozens of serving staff.

We soon realised that the club was more like a Rave with the place offering very little other than dancing and a great atmosphere, but having said that there was a Foam area and a small Swimming Pool that people were stripping off and cooling down in. There were so many people in it that you couldn’t really swim in it and I wondered how may people peed in it rather than searching for the toilets.

The Foam area was fun with people disappearing into the foam and there were lots of groping going on under the foam. I wasn’t too pleased being in it as I suspected that most of the groping was by young men rather than girls. I spent quite a while at the edge of the foam while Layla went in and spent ages in it. Each time she came out she had a smile on her face and I assumed that she’d got groped quite a bit.

When Layla went to the club just wearing the tu-tu I half expected it to somehow get ripped off her never to be seen again but it didn’t happen, even in the Foam.

Another area that Layla enjoyed was the pedestal dancing. There were a number of these around the place for anyone, but only girls, got up there and danced with everyone around being able to look up their legs and see what they were, or weren’t, wearing. I noticed that Layla danced with her feet wider apart and did a lot more pelvis thrusts when she was up there than when she was on the ground.

Eventually the place started winding down and we headed back to the bus discovering that dawn was starting to break. Layla again took the tu-tu off to sit down, not caring that the other passengers saw that she was naked as the walked down the aisle. She couldn’t be bothered to put it back on when we got off the bus and she walked back to the hotel in just her heels.

Layla was tired, but not tired enough to throw the balcony doors open, try to get some energy from the fresh, glorious morning, before asking me to spoon her on the bed, my hard cock finding its goal, before we both went to sleep.

I was still spooning Layla when I woke up and my morning woody was threatening to enter her so I helped it on its way and enjoyed the warm, wet, velvety, tight glove until she woke up and almost demanded that I finish what I started before she went to sleep.

It was way too late for us to go to breakfast in the hotel so we did our bathroom routine then got dressed the way we did every day for breakfast, and went to a cafe down the road, Layla’s sarong floating behind her as we walked and her doing nothing to hold it together to cover her pussy.

Back at the hotel we decided to spend the rest of the day at the hotel pool where we met some of the other hotel guests. We got a couple of sun loungers as spent quite a bit of time getting our tan’s a deeper shade of brown, Layla’s tan being all-over.

Layla kept saying,

“I don’t want to have white inner thighs.”

That being her excuse for keeping her legs apart.

I almost made her cum when I was rubbing the sunblock on her but I decided to stop just before she got there, resulting in me being called a cruel bastard.

“Layla’s spread sunbathing got the attention of the other guests there and a few came over to introduce themselves to us and I noticed that when the girls came over they sat or stood beside us, but when it was guys they always stood at the foot of the loungers which I’m sure pleased Layla as well as the guys.

One guy that we talked to told us about a bar at the other side of the resort that he said was always lively and aimed at young people having fun. He told us that they had a mechanical bull and often had drinking competitions and different audience anticipation entertainment. When I asked what sort of audience anticipation he told us that that night’s entertainment was a wet T-shirt competition and that the previous night’s was a couple of male strippers that managed to strip a few girls during their act.

Well Layla wanted to know exactly where the bar was and she went to the hotel reception, totally naked, and asked for a map of the resort and to mark on it the bar in question, which the man did.

Back at the lounger Layla put the map in our bag then asked if we could go there that night. What could I say?

There were 3 or 4 other girls there that were naked, including that Mandy. Apparently her and her guy, Ronnie didn’t much like going to beaches so were spending most of their holiday daytime at the pool. Layla suggested a trip on a party boat describing what she had got up to when we went, even the bottle carrying which got Ronnie very interested. They said that they’d book a trip on the boat that evening.

We didn’t spend all day on the loungers, there were impromptu games in the pool which Layla told me had resulted in her getting groped in her pussy a couple of times and I admitted that I had groped a couple of girls as well. It’s difficult not to when you have you lift a naked girl in a swimming pool or get something from them that they try to hide between their legs.

I’d remembered to take my phone with us and I got some great photos of Layla sunbathing and messing about in the pool. Including her on the shoulders of a couple of guys chicken fighting.

Anyway, we stayed at the pool until the sun started to go down then went back up to our room where I sat on the balcony with Layla sat leaning back on me with my cock deep inside her.

As she slowly raised and lowered herself she waved at a few people in the hotel opposite, including Matt and Ethan who watched her for a while but they left before Layla vocally let them all know that she was cumming.