Sex on a Beach
Date Thursday, March 28, 2024 - 04:25 AM PST
Topic Smut


This is a memory from my time in Juan les pins, in the south of France when Germany won the cup. I was on a student tour with a bunch of other kids from California. Many of the memories are vague at best, due to being drunk at the time and it being a long time ago. Its a wonderful little town and very cheap like 30 bucks a night for a hotel, a private beach where tops are not just optional but actually frown on by management, and a great bar even if they do serve blue drinks to obviously dangerously drunk girls.


I have faint memories of things like sipping wine off other girls’ stomachs on the beach and watching two gorgeous blonds play volleyball topless in g-strings at the waters edge at sunset

But anyway, back to this memory....

It was our last day in town and we are all hoping to miss the plane back to reality the next morning, so we started drinking with breakfast. Ok breakfast just isn’t the right word for the meal that we had. A yummy waiter served it on a private beach. It was fresh, juicy peaches, berries, and pineapple served with black coffee, pastis, and bread. We ate it on our tanning mats while catching the late morning sun.

We laid out in the sun trying to revive ourselves from our hangovers, bragging about last nights conquests, and hoping to overcome the melancholy mood of those about to be ripped from paradise. Imagine, if you will, a few young tanned (yes I had a tan, and a damned good one thank you very much) California girls rubbing oil on each other eating juicy peaches on white sand beaches.

We ordered some champagne (yes real champagne, and yes it does make for a giddy kind of drunk) and got giddy. Being next to naked, drunk, and too young to know better we decided to spend our last night trolling the public beaches for tasty boys. We grabbed our tops, sandals, and the last of the champagne and headed out for glory. We drank like fish, swore like sailors and partied like rock stars

My best friend, we will call him X was the only guy to get drug along with us, poor thing. I think he got sexy with the Spanish girls, but frankly i cant remember. Two blondes from Sweden (the ones playing volleyball) and a couple of girls from Spain hooked up with us just before sunset. Then things got wild and rather blurry.

I remember that me and the blondes held some guy down and pants him while one of the Spanish girls kissed him.
We then tossed him in the ocean and followed him in and teased him (swam between his legs and floated just out of reach, kissed each other just out of his reach, that sort of thing) til his eyes rolled back in his head and then we let him go and looked for new quarry. He was sorta gang masturbated by 5 girls and the warm Mediterranean ocean at night fall on a June evening

I hope he remembers it.

I know there were two Germans after that but I don’t remember what happened really. Next thing I remember is the waiter teaching us all the words for vaginia and penis that he knew in every language that he knew and serving us blue drinks
I was obviously way too drug to know better than to drink blue drinks and that same waiter had served me pastis all afternoon and red wine with dinner and might have remembered that blue booze should never be mixed with good cab sauvs or young Americans no matter how little we were wearing.
He was tasty and I know that he went home with some of the girls from my student trip, all the ones that hadn’t already gotten laid in France, three of them I think.

Well I don’t remember what happened with the Germans or how we got back to the hotel or what we did for the 4 hours that are missing, but somehow I think I had a good time. I know that I didn’t have my swim suit any more or the dress that I had been wearing and yes I was wearing something, but all i can remember is that it was pink and someone came and got it off me while i was passing out in my best friends room.

I woke wearing one of his shirts and a smile, despite the hangover.

The moral (giggle) of this story is go to the south of France before you are too old to know better, but beware of the blue drinks

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