Game On!

This story is based on actual events. As such I confirm that all the people are not fictious, though I have changed their names, in fact if you happen to be one of them, thank you for a wonderful holiday, I hope you enjoy my account of what happened and remember it as fondly as I do! As for the events that I describe, the vast majority are true, though I may have embellished very slightly, I'll leave you to decide where the lines are drawn.

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Holidays with my wife are enjoyable, she is lovely company, we are best friends, but we have long since stopped being intimate and when in a hot place surrounded by beautiful half dressed women, things always seem harder. I mean what constitutes a good holiday? You go away, no worries or responsibilities, sun, sea, a few drinks, topless foreign women on the beach, a big hotel bed with fresh crisp clean sheets and cool tile floors, it is just the perfect time for fucking, or perhaps that is just me, it certainly isn't for my wife.

If you go away to the Canary Islands in late March, there aren't too many young people, in fact at just past 50 we were pretty much the youngest people around the pool, well, bar a loved up couple of 20 year olds on their first trip, both together and abroad. I say first time abroad, that was what they said, but apparently she had been on a school trip to Paris but that wasn't abroad because they got a coach and didn't fly. She was very pretty and wore a different bikini every day, tall and as skinny as a rake but with massive tits, he looked to be batting well above his average, one could only describe him as scrawny, about 3" shorter than her, he wore glasses and spent the whole time on his lounger sat in really long shorts, a T-shirt and wrapped himself in a towel, bless him, I don't think he liked the sun, but I'm guessing with a girl like that, he was willing to do anything for her.

Those first couple of days we talked, they were a sweet couple, and I'm not going to lie, on more than one occasion I had a massive hard on at the pool as I tried not to make it obvious I couldn't take my eyes off of her unfeasibly large breasts compared to her slender frame. On one occasion I made an excuse to nip back to the room because where she was, I knew could see her from my balcony. I was able to position myself so my wife couldn't see me, and slowly stroked my cock imagining her on all fours those massive tits swinging as I pounded her tight little pussy from behind, damn he was one lucky lad that got to fuck her... However, this story isn't about them, they were a sweet distraction, but my holiday really began on the third day when new guests arrived.

My wife and I walked down to the pool and said hi to our young friends as we past them, I admired her choice of bikini, but tried not to make it too obvious, then we claimed 2 loungers near to the bar. The normal morgue like silence of a pool surrounded by pensioners was noticeable by its absence today, there was girlish giggling and loud talking coming from the other side of the pool.

As we settled down I assessed our new residents; it appeared they were 2 girls on their own, at least there were no signs of any lads with them, but they could have been having a lie in, the girls eager to get in the sun. They were wearing bikinis that made the other girl's bikinis look conservative, I'm not sure I'd see such small bikinis other than on the internet. The bottom consisted of a string around their waste, a string between their arse cheeks and a slither of material about 3" wide dropping from below their naval covering their pussy. The top was similar, made of string and 2 small triangles of fabric, it left very little to the imagination, in fact when they were seen from behind they looked naked, the eye candy for the rest of the holiday had certainly stepped up a notch.

The bikinis were a direct reflection on the girls' bodies, which were exquisite. One was tall, about 5ft 9", she had larger breasts, I'd guess a C cup, with an overall curvier figure than her friend, but clearly still a fit an active girl. The second girl was about 5ft 4" and looked a bit of a gym bunny, abs tight, legs and arse super toned, sporting a perky and firm B cup, the way only a teenage girl can. Both girls had long blonde hair and were pretty and youthful, damn they were really fucking hot, thinking back now I'm getting hard remembering them.

The morning wore on and around midday one of the reps came around to organise the 1pm activity, they played various games, darts, jenga, pool, boule, some strange Swedish game where you have to knock down chogs of wood with other bits of wood, all good holiday fun, the winner held aloft and given a certificate! Unlike my wife I always joined in, the other people were all very friendly and it was a laugh, my wife just stayed by the pool reading.

It was the tall tanned handsome Swedish guy trying to sign people up today, unsurprisingly he made a bee-line for the 2 new residents and there was much mirth and bravado coming across the pool, I was listening carefully and heard that the girls agreed to join in the activity, which was to be table tennis. I very unfairly made the assumption the 2 girls were only signing up because of the hot Swede, and I apologise to them for that, as it was, they joined in every single activity for the rest of the holiday with great enthusiasm. Even if they had been making a play for the lad, he was very sweet and very loved up with his Swedish girlfriend who was working at a sister hotel near by, so don't think they'd have gotten anywhere. He was struggling to get numbers for table tennis, but knew I was game for anything and was already writing my name down on the sheet as he approached. I nodded and agreed my participation, all the more interested now that I knew who else was going to be playing.

The clocked ticked to 1pm and I grabbed a beer and headed around the back of the complex to the table tennis table. I was greeted by the Swede and two old guys in their 60s that I knew from previous activities and we greeted each other like old friends and sworn enemies. I had no idea what they were like, but I myself spent a lot of my youth with a paddle in my hand and was feeling very confident of a win. The 2 older guys started knocking about and myself and the Swede chatted, he informed me we were waiting for 2 girls, Sarah and Libby, who had promised to play, I feigned surprise at the news.

We didn't have to wait long, the bubbly infectious presence of the 2 girls was evident before they appeared from around the corner. I tried really hard, and hope I managed it, to hide my complete shock at what the girls were wearing. I've already described how they were dressed by the pool. Well the taller curvier girl (who I soon found out was Sarah), she had completely covered herself up in some wrap thing, I say covered up, it was completely see-through, she was effectively still in her tiny string bikini! The other girl, the fitter more toned one (who hence forth will be Libby) had at least put some sort of non see-through skirt on, but was just wearing her tiny bikini top.... Game On!!!

So 5 people competing, it was decided to be a round robin, everyone playing everyone, with Sarah playing one of the 2 old guys first. Now anyone who has been to the Canary Islands will know how windy it can be, and table tennis in the wind is a different game altogether. What was plainly obvious from point 1 was that there needed to be a backstop down wind, myself and Libby both realised this and moved in to position. Whilst my move was of course partly due to it making sense, somebody needed to stop the ball blowing away, it also meant I'd have to stand directly behind Sarah in her see through wrap, her completely naked buxom arse, bar a small string, jiggling about as she attempted to play.

I started chatting to Libby and she was really friendly, it became obvious due to our accents that myself and the girls came from the SW of England (though I now live in the NW), in fact we'd all grown up in small seaside towns so joked and compared notes about what that life was like. Whilst we played goal keeper to the wind errant balls and chatted, Libby pointed out what a great view I had of Sarah's arse. That took me completely by surprise and I looked at her and my jaw dropped, trying to find words to reply, but I stayed silent and just looked at her, clearly shocked. She just laughed and said something about how could any guy not resist staring at that, she was practically naked, then she teased me about going red... So apparently it was "Game on" in another sense.

Whilst chatting and admiring Sarah's arse, now apparently with not only permission, but encouragement from her friend, I found out that they were both 19, were old school friends, and Libby had done a B-Tech in Physical Education and now worked at a Leisure Centre, and apparently was pretty confident she was going to win. Sarah however, though enthusiastic wasn't so good, I think her near naked state certainly helped her win points as her opponent desperately tried to keep his eyes on the ball, but despite this she soon lost her first match.

Next up was Libby and the other old guy, this time Sarah joined me as back stop.

She'd clearly heard what Libby had been saying about her arse and she was now teasing me about staring at it. I now was a little more composed and was able to handle the conversation in a much more mature way, complimenting her on how great her arse looked and thanking her for showing it off so beautifully, I think this turned the table on her a little and she started to blush and go a little coy. For the duration of this match the old guy had his back to us, which meant Libby in her tiny bikini top was facing us, and wasn't that a treat. I made a point of telling Sarah what amazing tits Libby had, though I whispered it to her as didn't think it appropriate to be announcing it to the other 3 guys.. And that was it, the three of us sort of bonded, I guess there were no young lads there, and most of the other guests were OAPs, from that moment on the girls pretty much hung out with my wife and I. As for the tournament, well it was clear it was going to be myself or Libby so our match was left till last to be the decider, I'm not proud of myself, but I gave her a good spanking.... Not literally, well not yet...

After we finished we headed back to the pool area, or more specifically the pool bar. I generously offered to buy them a drink as a commiseration, of course eyes rolled, it being an all inclusive holiday, one of the girls made some comment about "Dad Jokes" and gave me a very naughty impish smile, which stirred something deep inside. They had G&Ts, I got a beer for my wife and I, then they came over and I introduced them to my wife, who was very maternal and didn't seem the slightest bit concerned about her husband bringing over 2 sexy half naked teenage girls. She is like that, she thinks it inappropriate, or even weird, that an older guy should find a younger woman attractive, and would find it hilarious if I mentioned that a younger woman may have flirted with me, sex and all its nuances just goes over her head.

There were no loungers free by us, so the two girls sat themselves down on the pool edge dangling their feet and talking about going for a swim. I am not sure if my wife saw, she certainly never said anything, but when Sarah proceeded to bend down and position herself, not more than a few feet from me, as she crouched her arse cheeks spread and the thin string did very little to hide her puckered arse hole, fucking hell I could have reached my hand out and violated her there and then. My hand slid inside my swim short pocket and wrapped around my rapidly stiffening cock. I'm not proud to say, and I'm not sure how many other blokes have done this, but my swim shorts have holes purposely cut in the pockets so I can stroke my cock by the pool, and have even made myself cum surrounded by people, that is a skill in itself, completely hiding an orgasm in a public place.

Anyway, drinks were finished, the girls jumped in and the pair of them messed around like a couple of teenagers, pushing each other under, splashing, duck diving, that was when I had my first orgasm watching them. My wife had her eyes closed, other people were reading books, I had my towel on my lap and my left hand in my pocket. To start with just rubbing and flicking the edge of my helmet with my thumb, teasing and massaging the head of my hard cock with my finger tips, the precum oozing out and lubricating my knob as I started to be a little more forceful, but all the time being very careful to hide what I was doing. With a slight adjustment I was able to slide my entire hand through the hole in my pocket and firmly grip my cock. Again, I couldn't go with a classic stroking technique as that would have been obvious as I sat on the lounger surrounded by people. It is a bit like tantric masturbation, bringing yourself to orgasm mostly through mental and visual stimuli, I certainly had the perfect visual stimuli and I was thinking back to the table tennis too. I was really close to cumming, in fact I could have probably cum already but was loving edging myself as the girls frolicked in the water in front of me.

My rock hard prick held flat against my stomach, through the pocket in my shorts my palm was against the head and my thumb pressed against the shaft, I was very lightly wanking by flexing my thumb up and down. What happened next through threw me a little, Sarah and Libby were encouraging me to join them, the water was lovely, calling me a boring old man, or something like that. I was focused on cumming and suddenly these girls were talking to me. I said something like I'm just going to finish my beer, then suddenly I'd pushed myself over, that feeling every guy knows when he has past the point of no return, they were talking to me and I was orgasming, in public.

I took a deep breath and curled my toes up tight as wave after wave of intense pleasure went through my body, my cock spitting out warm jet after jet in to the palm of my hand. There really is something amazing about having an orgasm like that, I wonder how many other guys reading this have done something similar? I was now sticky and my cock softening, I pulled my hand out of my pocket, rubbing the cum off as best as I could as I did. I grabbed my beer, now far too warm having been sat in the sun, downed it and then in one rapid fluid movement got off the lounger and dove in the pool, my cum stained shorts and semi hard cock soon eradicated by the cold water. There was no horse play in the pool with the girls, I had a bit of a swim and we chatted and we made plans for lunch, up until now it had only been liquids and food was needed.

The four of us went up and had lunch together, my wife did most of the talking, chatting about school and work and life, telling them about our kids, our eldest 3 years older, our youngest 2 years younger, and our middle boy had exactly the same birthday as Libby! I was trying to keep my eyes from staring inappropriately, especially as I didn't have sun glasses on now, plus I was sat next to my wife. Lunch was uneventful, afterwards we went our separate ways, we were heading in to town, the girls back to the pool, and that evening they were going to some club they'd been told about, we were going to a bar to watch a football match (how cliched and British). It wasn't until later that evening that our paths would cross again.

My wife and I had gotten a little messy in the bar watching football, 2-1 drinks can do that, back at the hotel we were listening to the end of some music quiz we'd missed the start of and sipping on wine. It must have been about 11pm when I noticed the 2 girls walking in, they stood out being dressed to impress in little dresses, certainly covering more than their bikinis had, but not too much more! I tacitly suggested to my wife I was getting another drink, and did she want one, she decided she'd sit this round out because she still had quite a bit left and was starting to feel sleepy after a day of drinking. I headed over to the bar, getting there just before Sarah and Libby, I kept my back to them and pretended not to have seen them, not wanting to make it too obvious. As I had hoped they soon spotted me and greeted me like long lost friends, me being a little drunk I merrily greeted them back and gave them both a small hug and we exchanged kisses on the cheek, that was the first time I'd touched them, they smelt so good and it had been a long time since I'd embraced such a young and vibrant woman.

As I was in front I asked if they were still drinking G&T, and they were, so I added their drinks to my order. The place was pretty full and with no free tables they asked if it was okay to join me and my wife, I made another feeble joke, I can't remember what exactly but it definitely had a sexual edge to it. It was greeted with a mix of giggles and rolled eyes and some comment about being "In my Dreams", things were going along very nicely, but in my head I was only ever being playful, I genuinely didn't expect anything to happen.

We got back to the table and my wife greeted them and enquired as to why they were not at the club, which is something I'd been meaning to ask. They started sharing the nights events, how they got dressed up to go to this club, had hit a couple of bars but they were pretty dead and then they found out the club didn't open till the start of April, all things considered they decided to come back for free drinks at the hotel rather than pay for them on the strip. Both girls were very gregarious and had made many friends amongst the other older guests, it was really quite sweet actually, though they looked like they belonged at some Ibiza party spot surrounded by clubbers, they seemed perfectly happy where they were, good salt of the earth Devon Lasses!!

The quiz had finished now and the place had started to thin out, we were chatting about plans for the following day; my wife's glass was now empty but she was struggling to stay awake and suspected we were about to leave, rather than get another round. Before my wife had declared the night to be over Libby announced that she wanted revenge for table tennis and challenged me to a game of pool. Now however long I'd spent with a paddle in my hand, it was incomparable to how long I'd held a cue, so that was music to my ears, no teenage girl was going to beat me! I suggested perhaps we could have one game and then play doubles, also that our glasses were empty so I'd get another round. I said this knowing that my wife had had enough, however it really is not unusual for me to stay out much longer than her when on holiday, at home I'm a night owl and she is in bed by 9pm. We'd been on a cruise the year before and she'd head off to bed about 10, I'd stay out drinking and dancing with friends we'd made until 2am. However, this was slightly different, was she really going to be happy leaving me drinking and playing pool with two ridiculously sexy young women?!?

As I mentioned before, my wife really has no concept of what happens in the real world with regards to sex, in her head everyone thinks like her, two 19 year old girls would be as likely to win the Nobel prize for Peace as be in anyway attracted to her husband. Additionally she knows how competitive I am and how much I love to play pool and she doesn't, so it didn't come as too much of a surprise when she said she was too tired and just wanted to go to bed, but I should play, but to make sure I behaved myself. Now most women saying that on leaving their husband with two beautiful young women would probably have meant, no funny business or else, I knew my wife just meant don't get too drunk and go for a midnight swim, or do anything silly, the thought of me engaging in any kind of sexual activity didn't even cross her mind. I asked if she wanted me to walk her back, but it was really just around the corner and she said she was fine, she hugged me goodbye, made a final check to make sure I had my key, she didn't want me waking her up to get let back in, and then she was gone.