Holiday Orgy

A couple of summers ago my wife Kate and I went on a beach holiday to Spain. We stayed in a rather ‘mixed’ high rise hotel. When I say mixed it was rather rough at times having a strange mixture of couples, families and young boisterous adults in their teens and twenties who would return at all times of the night rather the worse for wear through drink.

We spent many leisurely days lounging around the pool or on the beach tanning ourselves.

One afternoon we were on the beach when a group of youngsters whom we recognised from the hotel set up camp next to us. We got talking and it turned out that they were from the South of England. Early evening we all made our way back to the hotel and agreed to meet up in the bar for a quick drink before we intended to go to dinner and they intended to go on a bar crawl.

After a quick shower and change of clothes we met in the bar. Sonny was a stocky black guy about 6 foot 3 with a love of football. Tony was a good looking dark haired lad of 17 years old who was the boyfriend of Maria who was a short plump girl, 16 years old, with small breasts.

After a few drinks they began teasing us about going off to dinner whilst they went out for some hardened drinking. Never one to shy away from a challenge Kate said we should join them since we could drink them under the table any day of the week, and so off we went with them.

We spent a few hours on a bar crawl along the main strip. During this time I have to admit I was feeling fairly ancient compared to the young teens and twenties who surrounded us (and fairly drunk). Kate on the other hand was rather reborn and seemed to hit it off with the youngsters, downing shot after shot.

Seeing me feeling left out Maria asked me to help her get the next round in at the bar, where we stayed for the next hour or so deep in conversation. I must admit I was flattered by the attention she was paying me.

Around about midnight we moved on to a nightclub where the drinking continued for another three hours.