Georgia - S01 E72

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Georgia - S01 E72

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 72

The talk got around to what we’d be wearing to go out and they both showed me what they’d brought.

“Sorry girls, both those outfits look great for England but they’re not what you need for tonight. You need a loose fitting, short top and a skirt similar to what you were wearing this afternoon. You can borrow whatever you find in my wardrobe, and remember, it’s dark out so don’t worry about anything showing.”

“So you won’t be wearing that new top that you bought today then Georgia?”

“No, I think that I’ll wear that as a cover-up over my swimwear.”

“But you swim naked Georgia.”

“So I do. Then I guess that I was right, I’ll be wearing it over what I wear for swimming.”

“You’re such a slut Georgia.”

“I know.”

Three girls, and a bottle of tequila, can talk forever but we eventually we went downstairs to sort out something to wear. Actually, it didn’t take long and 2 girls, all wearing ultra-short, skater type skirts and baggy, crop tops emerged from the boat and walked to get a taxi round to the other side of the harbour.

I took them to one of the nice restaurants there and we had a lovely meal sitting outside watching all the people, normal and strange, walking by.

We’d gone through 2 bottles of champagne before we left; all 3 of us slightly ‘happy’.

“So what’s this place that we’re going to Georgia?” Kate asked.

My response was to stop and turn to her then slide my finger along her visible slit.

“Like that did you Kate?” I asked.

“Yes.”

“So you’ll like where we’re going; come on.” I said.

“Are we going to some sort of live sex show or something?” Zoe asked.

“No, that’s another night. The performers tonight are people who don’t even know that they are performers.”

“What?”

“You’ll see, nearly there.”

“Where the hell are we going?” Zoe asked as we turned into the alleyway.”

“A very pleasurable little bar.” I replied, “Didn’t you see the name over the entrance to the alleyway?”

“No.”

“Never mind, you’ll soo find out.”

I opened the door and led us in.

“This looks very much like one of those old world bars in town back in England.” Kate said.

I led them to the bar to get us some drinks and when Zoe got there she said,

“A man just grabbed my bare butt under my skirt.”

“Did you enjoy it?” I replied.

“Sort of, but it only lasted for a couple of seconds.

After we’d been stood there waiting for a couple of minutes I felt 2 hands go up the front of my top and massage my little tits before the fingers pulled on my nipples. Then the hands disappeared.

“Did I just see what I thought that I saw?” Kate asked.

“Yep;” I replied, “I got my tits groped in a public bar.”



“What the hell is this place?” Zoe asked, “Oh, oh, that’s nice.”

“This place is called ‘Groper’s Bar’; and it’s where girls come to get; well, groped. Do you want to stay or leave?” I asked.

“Stay, definitely stay.” Zoe said.

“I’m not so sure.” Kate replied.

Just then the barman came to me and I ordered us some drinks. When I turned back to Kate I saw a smile on her face and 2 hands up her top.

“No Kate, don’t look for the face that belongs to the hands; it’s more fun if it’s totally anonymous.”

I continued,

“Relax ladies; you’re not going to get raped here; although I doubt that it would be rape; just have you goodies groped; all just a bit of harmless fun but at the same time it can be quite pleasurable. You might get 1 or 2 guys, or girls, that make you cum. That would be nice wouldn’t it?”

“Ouch; yes.” Kate replied.

“Let’s move over by that pillar so that the guys sitting down have got good access to our pussies.”

We did, and it wasn’t long before all 3 of us had smiles on our faces. When a bar stool became vacant we took it in turns to sit on it and Zoe and Kate soon discovered the pleasure of getting finger fucked to an orgasm whilst sat at a bar.

As the place filled-up and space to breath got at a premium, our tits and butts became more of a target for the guys who seemed to be constantly moving around.

One time when Kate was sat on the stool and I was stood next to her trying to get us some more drinks, I used my right hand to grope her pussy and rub her clit. I think that that was the 3rd orgasm that she had that evening.

When Kate decided that she couldn’t take any more we left. As we got to the end of the alleyway Zoe stopped walking and looked around. When Kate asked her what she was doing she replied,

Getting my bearings; getting familiar with the surroundings so that I can find this place again. That little sign up there needs to be way, way bigger.”

As we walked down the street I asked Kate what she thought about the place.

“I never knew places like that existed. Do you think that there’s one where we live Zoe?”

“I doubt it. Word about how good it was would soon get out and all these so called feminists, who don’t know the meaning of the word, would be demanding that it was closed. Then the weak politicians would get it shut just so that they can have a quiet life living on their ridiculous salaries and expenses.” Zoe replied.

“Yes,” I added, “Those stupid women, who haven’t got a proper life, should stop trying to control what other women can and can’t do. Live and let live is what I say. Supply and demand will take care of the rest.”

“Too right.” Kate added. “How about another drink girls?”

We walked back to the square full of people drinking and showing-off their strange outfits, and got the drinks and watched the world go by. We all agreed that Ibiza is 2 different towns with 2 different sets of people; the day people and the night people.

Zoe wanted to go on to a club but Kate was feeling tired, probably because of a little too much alcohol, so we got a taxi back to the marina where the girls stripped and gave me my clothes back before they went back to their boat and I went to daddy’s.

To Be Continued...