My friends call me "Nymph" because of my always present desire for sex... They're honest about it, and so am I.Now I've wanted to share some of my exp...riences for awhile - so here's my most recent story from my vacation in Alicante, Spain!With my two best friends, Laura and Martin. We decided to go on a one week vacation in the sunny Alicante. We arrived at our Hotel and began unpacking our stuff. They had booked a two bedroom's - one for Laura and I to share and one for Martin. Which would. She was worried I would be jealous. I am not ugly by any means, but this guy was exceptional as well as being about 12 years younger and sporting a bigger cock than mine. I tried to assure her, but it was a sticking point. One night we went to a club and after a few drinks we were whispering to each other about how horny we were and wouldn't it be great to find someone, when Jean suggested she was ready to do something with Adam. I immediately got a hard on. We called his cell phone. I’d read in a magazine something about not waking a person during a dream so I decided then to not wake him. I moved back a little. I had hoped to give him some space. I was still too close as he proved when his clenched fist swung from nowhere to land heavily on my hip. It was unexpectedly hard, my yelp of pain woke him instantly. He figured out what had happened for himself. ‘Sorry, Bess,’ was all he said. Then he had stood and walked off into the night. I had found him easily enough. He was. Ouch, my pride. But my sense of hurt went away when she grabbed me by the cock and slammed her warm tongue down my throat. I was lost and began slowly running my hands up and down her body, taking her in, getting to know ever scent, every sound, but she had other plans. I felt my pants unzip and my dick pop through into the air. It was like a load had been lifted off my mind and onto the head of my tool when she wrapped both her hands around the tip and squeezed; putting more and more.