Sue and Melanie were sluts. Self-confessed sluts, but sluts all the same.
They had both taken a job at a bar in Spain, in, in Torremolinos at one of those terrible tourist resorts, where lots of young people gathered for sun, sea, and sex. And of course, booze, nightclubs, and never-ending parties.
It was fun work. Both girls were twenty-two, almost finished at Uni., and thinking that this would be there last great summer break before the reality of working life set in. They had made a pact at the beginning of the summer, to watch each other's backs, but also to really let themselves go for it.
Mel (as her friends called her) was tall at 5'10". Rounded in all the right places, and blonde. She wore her hair tied up in a ponytail most of the time as it would otherwise be a nuisance at work. She was reasonably fit, both from work and from the sport she had done at Uni. She looked great with her summer tan highlighting her blond hair and blue eyes. She loved to wear square-neck t-shirts with short sleeves, which showed her lovely 34c breasts at their best. At work, there was no dress code, and Mel often went with cut-off denim shorts and espadrilles.
Sue, in contrast was 5'5" and slim. She had flaming red hair and hazel-coloured eyes. Her small 34b breasts didn't really need a bra to support them and she didn't often wear one. She had a really cute bubble butt, from all her workouts at the gym and she liked to show it off by wearing really tight, stretch jeans, or jean shorts. Sue like to dress for comfort and usually favoured a simple loose t-shirt on top.
Both girls had pretty faces, sun-kissed from all the time at the beach, and not really needing any make-up to enhance their beauty. Sue had a really cute smattering of freckles across her nose and along her jawline.
At their work, the bar employed a number of security personnel, led by Rod, who had also been responsible for recruiting Mel and Sue. They had met Rod at a nightclub in Manchester, where he also worked security. Rod had told the girls that he worked winters in the UK and summers in Spain. He had really sold the idea that it was a great place to work and have fun at the same time.
The security guys were, according to Mel, all hunks. Adonis's with toned bodies and good looks. Sue generally agreed and they had had some fun times with the hunks already this summer.
Today, however, Mel had something special planned. A new security guy, Antonio, had just taken a job at the bar. He was local, but his command of the English language was impressive. Antonio was also at University in Spain and like the girls only here for the summer.
Sue was simply smitten by this tall man, with his dark hair, brown eyes, and fit body. She would hang on his every word when he spoke with that enchanting Spanish accent. Sue and Mel had spoken at some length about how they would simply have to 'have their wicked ways' with Antonio.
Today, the girls had the evening off work. Mel was off a little earlier than Sue, who had to settle the cash register before she could leave and was already started on the cocktails. Sue didn't drink much. She always thought that she had come to work to save money for the inevitable parties which would take place next semester at university. She didn't really like to be out of control anyway. Tipsy was ok, but much further than that was not her thing.
Rod was staying at a beach hut which he rented for the summer. A simple and spartan place which was all he needed. He had no need to cook as the local food and restaurants were dirt cheap. All Rod needed was a bed, a bathroom, and a TV. (Which he didn't use all that much.)
Rod had asked Mel and Sue if they would like to join him and some of the boys at his place for a few drinks this evening, to which Mel had enthusiastically said yes. She was expecting that there might be some "action" and as she had already fucked half the security crew, she had no objection to getting busy with anyone, or more of them tonight.
Sue had also fucked some of the boys. There seemed to be a culture of recreative sex without the complications of relationships which permeated throughout the whole of the resort. She had often seen the same girl or guy on different nights, and each night with a different partner. Sometimes it was guy - girl, other nights girl- girl or guy- guy. No one seemed to be attached to anyone. A sort of hedonistic atmosphere that wafted through the air. An immensely pleasurable freedom, which everyone around her embraced, and which was in shrill contrast to the staid and conservative attitudes in good old England.
Rod's hut was about five minutes' drive from the bar, and he offered Mel a lift. He hadn't said that the three others would also be getting a lift too. He had a small Suzuki Jeep with an open top, which had just about enough room for four. As Mel climbed into the back, she realized she would have to sit on someone's lap. She looked around at the three lads. Rod was driving and Antonio had hogged the front passenger seat, so that left Alex and Max.
Mel was already quite tipsy. She licked her lips and chose to sit on Alex's lap.
Off they went, driving slowly through the late afternoon traffic. They got stuck in mini traffic jams now and then, so the trip took almost fifteen minutes instead of the usual five. Alex didn't waste any time in getting the first score of the evening as he slipped his right hand under the waistband of Mel's shorts. He covered the action with his left hand, but Max knew what he was up to and just smiled, ignoring him at the same time.
Alex was delighted to find that Mel was going commando. His finger found her pussy and slipped easily between her outer lips. Mel turned her head and kissed him lightly on his cheek. "Yeah baby." She whispered as she squirmed a little under the attention to her pussy.
Alex let his left hand slide up under Mel's t-shirt and caressed her breast, sliding back and forth over her nipple. Her nipple grew hard under his finger, and he pinched it gently between his thumb and forefinger.
"Uhm." Groaned Mel. "You're getting me all hot and flustered."
"Good." Answered Alex. "Just a taste of what's to come later." He added.
"Oh god, I hope I come later, but don't stop now, I'm almost there." Said Mel.
Alex rubbed harder on her pussy and inserted a finger to find that she was already dripping wet.
"Hmm. And what do we have here?" he asked.
"One hungry pussy." Answered Mel. "Don't stop now." She added.
A few strokes more, and Alex felt Mel strain herself against him. She gasped. "Oh yes baby, thank you, that was horny."
Alex felt a flow of her nectar over his finger and hand and withdrew it from her shorts.
"You can thank me later." He said smiling at Mel.
"I definitely will be thanking you later." She answered. "Probably more than once." She added as she winked at him.
Just then, they pulled up in front of Rod's place. Mel jumped out of the jeep first and ran to the door calling "Last one in is a stinker." All the while laughing. The boys followed and there was a push and shove contest going on before Rod opened the door and they all fell inside laughing.
The cocktails had really affected Mel, and although she wasn't really drunk, her inhibitions had all but gone out the window. Her shorts were soaking wet, and without thinking that she had no under wear she let them drop saying.
"Well, I guess I won't be needing these anymore."
The boys were used to Mel being so unrestrained and just laughed as they admired the blond hair which was so neatly trimmed above her pussy.
