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But he hadn't. We were in a small village parked about 20yards from a small bar with maybe a dozen old spanish men sitting outside. We were parked under the only street lamp in the entire village. I blushed furiously. They might not have seen me below the dashboard but they would have seen me pop up from Bob's lap. From that they could have worked out what I had done; Why Bob had just sat in the parked car; worked out I was cock sucker; worked out I had just swallowed a mouthful of cum.

Bob was still smiling as he adjusted his trousers and got out of the car. I just sat there, blushing whilst Bob walked round, opened my door and helped me out. He leaned and whispered in my ear "I love you my dirty slutty girlfriend". I blushed even more furiously as we were welcomed into the bar. They all know what I am, I thought. My pussy was already tingling from what I had done in the car, but the humiliation of thinking they all knew that I had just swallowed a load of cum sent it into overdrive.

The bar was very friendly. Not the kind of place tourists often stop at and if they did they didn't attempt to make friends and speak the language - and they certainly didn't put on a show of swallowing cum. I couldn't get the thought that they all knew out of my mind. I couldn't decide if I was happy to be wearing shorts or not - not sure what Bob had in mind. Imagining that if I had a skirt on Bob would make me lift it and show everyone my pussy, maybe make me wank in front of them. I was so lost in my own imagination I didn't notice a beer and plate of tapas appear in front of me. Bob brought me back to reality, nudging my knee and asking me to pronounce a Spanish phrase - my language skills were much better than his. He was trying to describe the monastery in the hills we'd been to. Bob was deep in conversation with the locals and needed help with the language. I took over the narrative; drank my beer, ate some of the food and enjoyed the company. At no point did Bob bring up any of my sexual exploits: the closest he got was saying he was having a wonderful time in Spain. I watched him for a moment wondering if he would explain why. But he didn't. We stayed for over an hour, eating, drinking and chatting. The locals seemed sad to see us leave, some shaking Bob by the hand but all of them wanting to give me a tight hug. Even the bar owner came round and gave me a tight squeeze as we left - they definitely knew I thought to myself. I couldn't quite make out what they were saying as we got back in the car and waved good bye but I'm sure they were talking about my slutty behaviour. I was definitely drunk now though so it could have been my over active imagination.

About 10 minutes in to the drive Bob slid his hand up to my pussy, I parted my legs so had as much access as he needed. "Shame you're too drunk to drive" he said "otherwise I would return the favour" his fingers massaged my pussy through the shorts.

"What, finger me in front of a bar full of people" I pretended to sulk back at him.

"You said it was what you wanted" he laughed off my pretend annoyance.

I slapped his hand away from me - spitting myself because I did want his fingers inside me. "but you do owe me now" I laughed "they all knew" I continued explaining my frustration "they all knew I'd sucked your cock and swallowed you cum. They all knew I was your slutty girlfriend, so slutty I swallowed cum whilst they all watched." the four beers I drank in the bar - which I didn't remember ordering - had added to my already intoxicated state and prevented my mouth from being discrete "bet they all wanted me, wanted me to swallow their cum" I slurred the words a little "bet they wanted me to strip and wank off for them to watch. Bet that's what you wanted. Bet that's what you were saying to them. Telling them how slutty I am, how I show my tits and pussy to strangers all the time, telling them I'd do a sex show for them if you asked me to"

Bob was smirking as he pretended to focus on the road "is that what you wanted" he teased back.

"It's what you, pervy boy" I deflected. Folding my arms across my chest as if to punctuate the conversation was over. That might have worked better if I wasn't still giggling.

Twenty minutes later we were parked back at the hotel and Bob was opening the car door for me again. He held my hands to steady my alcohol infused legs. He propped me against the car whilst he went to get the things out of the boot.

"Lets go dancing," I shouted. Bob looked up from the back of the car up at me swaying in the road. He dropped the bag back in the boot and slammed the lid.

"If that what you want " he said as he closed in on me. He came round behind me and cupped my titties "like last time" he whispered in my ear.

I giggled "no, just dancing. None of your pervy-boy tricks".

"But you like it so much" he challenged, squeezing my titties firmly and exquisitely.

"Dancing" I said, not denying his assertion and marching down the hill towards the club. Bob was still squeezing my tits and hanging on behind me. He eventually let go and came to my side to hold my hand. I was a little disappointed, I was beginning to love being man-handled by him.

"That's better, pervy-boy" I teased.

"Yes ma'am" he laughed, mimicking a salute.

True to his word - and a little to my annoyance - there was no pervy business. Just dancing, hugging, laughing and kissing. We finally spilled out of the club with no stripping me, no showing my tits to anyone, no telling me wank.

We stumbled back in to the hotel foyer, me clinging on to Bob to avoid spilling on to the floor, him keeping a firm hold of my waist. It had been a great day - another great day: everyday of the holiday so far had been better than the previous one. Today had been th best so far, the relaxed drive through the mountains, making love outdoors, finding the small tapas bar - even though it had filed my thought with humiliation - and ending the night dancing until the small hours. Bob had let me keep my clothes on all day - well more or less - I wasn't sure how to feel about that. But it hadn't stopped me being turned on for the whole day. I was well aware of the moistness between my legs and the ache for Bob to take me again.

The street outside and hotel grounds were surprisingly busy given how late it was - or more technically early in morning. We'd walk past dozens of people, some single staggering back a little worse for wear, a few couples some of whom look like they had just met earlier that night under the buzz of neon disco lights and cheap alcohol and a few groups of girls or boys who hadn't met that holiday fling person. On previous evenings Bob hadn't missed a chance to expose me, but not tonight, he seemed oblivious to the opportunities to show off my body.

Making our way up the stairs I giggled remembering all the sexual humiliation I'd been subjected to in this stairwell. In hindsight they were good memories, the events had certainly turned me on. Our hotel was a little quiter than some we'd seen, it was bit more family friendly and a bit further away from the nightclub district. But I could still hear drunken chatter from the foyer and landings as people struggled getting to their rooms.

"So I get to come home with my clothes on tonight" I teased Bob. It wasn't strictly true, my panties and bra had been left in the orange groove (Bob's suggestion - 'leave them on the wall for the farmer to find' he'd teased).

"If you like" Bob answered, squeezing my waist towards him.

It was a romantic little squeeze but it frustrated me. I wanted him to strip me, command me to take off my clothes like he had the other nights before fucking me to fantastic orgasms.

"Well I don't like" I sulked. Faking annoyance I broke away from Bob and skipped - uneasily on my drunken legs - up the steps to the next landing. By the time Bob caught up, probably less than a minute later I had already peeled off my teeshirt and was giggling uncontrollably as I tried to get my feet out of the shorts gathered at my ankles without falling over. Each time I lifted my foot to get if free I lost balance, wobbled, put my hand against the wall to regain balance and put my foot back down. Bob folded his arms as he leant against the wall grinning like a cheshire cat as he watched. The more I tried and failed, the more I laughed, almost forgetting I was trying to get naked in a public place. The more I laughed the more I failed. Eventually I failed completely, getting my ankles tangled in the shorts, I fell, undignifiedly, landing on my bummy feet rocking in to the air.

For a moment Bob looked concerned that I may have hurt myself but the uncontrolled laughter reassured him I was not and he continued to enjoy the spectacle. I lay on my back frantically kicking my legs in the air trying to dislodge the shorts, but to no avail.

I eventually gave up, laid back on the cold tiled floor planting the flats of my feet, on the floor knees pointing to the ceiling and huffed. Bob appeared over me smiling down

"Need a hand," he asked.

"Now you offer to help" I laughed as I slapped his leg trying to pretend to be annoyed.

He reached down and grabbed the material of the shorts, pulling it up and bringing my legs with it. Holding my ankle with one hand he untangled the material and freed it from my foot with the other. Holding my foot between his legs it did the same with the other foot. At last I was naked apart from my wedge sandals. Bob took both feet in his hands holding my legs straight up above my hips. Smiling at me he began to push his arms outwards pulling my legs apart and didn't stop until my legs were spread obscenely wide. He glanced down at his prize, my pussy, and then winked at me.

"Happy now your naked on the stars again?" he asked holding my legs in position

"Almost" I answered and slid my hand between my legs using two fingers to open up my pussy before ploughing them inside myself. I pistoned my fingers into my pussy five or six times whilst Bob held my legs open and watched.

"Dirty wanker" Bob laughed as I continued to plunge in and out of myself.

"Your dirty wanker" I happily replied, not missing a beat with my fingers "just need someone to catch me now" remembering every other time I'd been in a compromising position on these stairs.

"I think there are still people in the bar if you want to go and show them" Bob teased as he let go of my legs. For a moment my legs wobbled whilst my muscles kicked back into action. I held them in the position Bob had let them go, keeping them wide whilst I continued to wank my cunt. I slowly let my knees fold and tilt forward so my feet were planted on the floor but I didn't close my legs, keeping my knees wider than they should be and keeping fingers working my excited quim and bringing my other hand to toy with my clit.

Bob left me on the floor wanking as he gathered up my discarded clothes. Then without warning he grabbed both of my wrists in one of his strong hands and in a single swift motion pulled me to my feet, a little hop brought them together. He had to quickly let go of my wrist and grab my waist to stop me stumbling around. The sudden movements, alcohol and lust made me dizzy and I clung to him for stability. Pushing my face into his we kissed deep and hard.

"So," Bob said, breaking the kiss "what does my dirty wanker want to do now? Up to the room to make love or down to the bar to wank in front of whoever is there?"

"Mmm" I muttered, the alcohol hadn't quite dulled my playfulness. I exaggerated looking down the stairs to where the bar was and then up to where the room was. "mmm " I continued to ponder "no one has seen me naked yet" i teased and took a step towards the downward stairs. For a moment Bob looked quizzical and pleased at the same time trying to work out if I was serious or just teasing. He didn't need to be confused for long "but i really only need to be seen by you" I said as I took his hand and started walking up the stairs to our room and started giggling again.

We made it to our room unseen, I couldn't work out if I did want to be caught or if I was just drunk either way I was happy and turned on. I flopped on the bed and instinctively spread my legs and started toying with my pushy again. Bob smiled as he locked the door and got undressed. "Come and fuck me" I asked wiggling my hips a little as I continued to wank myself. Bob kneeled between my legs, his hard cock jutting out in front of him. "Fuck you dirty wanker girlfriend" I teased him. He took hold of his cock and waved it at me for a moment

"Fuck my slutty wankeing girlfried" he answered me but made no movement towards me. "Or take her back to the bar to show her off".

"Show her off another time, just fuck her now" I replied, "I'm close to coming and need your cock in me" I moved my free hand to my boobs. Squeezing them and pinching my nipples to tease Bob more.

Bob smiled, teasing me by not moving. Just watching me wanking myself off for him. He reached forward and squeezed my titty. He pinched the nipple and pulled it slightly, I arched my back but didn't left up enjoying the painful stretch in my nipple. A moan excaped my lips as as said "yes, fuck me".

He let go of my nipple allowing my boob to spring back to shape temporarily before he swatted a firm spank across my tit. "Yes, fuck me" i begged again. My fingers still working my cunt my breathing became more deliberate. Bob took my hands in his and pinned them at the side of my head bringing his lips almost to mine and his hard cock tantalisingly close to my wanton opening. I could feel the heat of his manhood throbbing against me "yes, fuck me" I begged again. He just held himself there, teasing me, building my desire and anticipation. Then he lowered his mouth to mide, kissed me deeply probing his tongue deep into my mouth, so deep it made my quim tingle. Then in one swift movement he plunged in to me. In a single stroke he pushed deep inside my desperate cunt filling it completely. He still had my hands pinned but my legs were free to wrap around him holding him deep inside me. I came almost immediately. My whole body tensed. My pussy twitched and milked Bob's cock holding it deep inside me. I bit hard onto Bob's shoulder to stop myself screaming out loud. It felt amazing, my whole body filled with fire and satisfaction.

Bob wasn't finished. He held still for a few moments letting my euphoria wash over me and away. As I loosened the grip with my teeth Bob started moving, gyrating his hips pressing in to me and against my clit. There was no chance for me, my body responded again to the desire "oh yes" I moaned. Bob let go of my hands, moving one of his to be titty and the other wrapping underneath me holding me. Loving me. "Yes, I'm yours" I whispered, "all yours, use me anyway you want". Bob kept grinding into my soaking wet cunt. I wrapped my arms around him, squeezing him into me, his hot breath on my neck, his cock probing around my pussy, filling it, stretching it, satisfying it, completing me. He eased himself out almost completely then all the way back in hard. Again, all the way out then all the way in, again, all the way out, holding for a second, whilst tightening my arms around him, and then thrusting back in hard and deep, as deep as it could get, pressing deeper, growing deeper into me, then short rapid strokes, almost frenzied pistoning in and out, I pulled my legs in to him drawing his body as tight to mine as I could get it. Fast deep strokes, then an explosion as he came inside me. Cum flooding my already soppy cunt. And with it my own orgasm, my body shock, I held to him as tight as I could, as if I would fall from the earth if I didn't hold tight enough, my body shock, my cunt spasmed. My world was complete. I could feel the jets of hot delicious cum pumping into me as we both lay almost motionless for what seemed an eternity. Eventually my body started to soften and I felt Bob's muscles relaxed. He kissed me softly and neither of us said anything. Not like the first time when I had unleashed torrid verbal abuse, using filthy words that I never used before but had done plenty of times since.

"Don't think I need to go to the bar and wank in front of everyone anymore" I joked as our senses came back. I pushed Bob off me, rolled him on to his back and kissed him "but you will if I tell you to" he teased me back "yes" i confessed as I kissed him again "anything you tell me to". I stroked his chest continuing to kiss him as my hand found if soft cock. I held it willing it to grow hard again. I moved my head down kissing his chest, licking one of his nipples and then down further. Lifting his cock to my mouth I licked the head tasting his cum and my juices, I licked the head again, wrapping my tongue around it, then sucked it into my mouth. It fitted easily in its satisfied state. I kept sucking cupping his ball, twirling my tongue around his shaft. After a few minutes my efforts were rewarded as I felt the wonderful cock start to grow and stiffen in my mouth. I continued until it was at full strength and would barely fit in my mouth.

I moved back up the bed still holding his cock and lay on my stomach looking at Bob whilst I stroked his cock. "Now fuck my arse, fuck you slutty wanker girlfriend in her arse" I told him whilst I smiled at him. The early morning light was starting to come through the open patio doors as he rolled on top of me. His legs either side of mine, his hard cock nestled in the crack of my bum whilst he took my hands and held them above my head.

He repositioned himself, using his knees to spread my legs, they didn't need much encouragement and I spread them wide so he could fit between them. I freed my hand from his and sneaked it down between our bodies, behind my back I found his cock and guided it to my arsehole. Once it was nuzzled against my tight opening I brought my hand back up, letting him take hold of it again, taking control of me. "Yes plese" i said as i felt him start to press "fuck my arse" the presure built. I knew there would be a moment of pain as he broke in but I wanted it "yes please fuck my arse" still it pressed trying to force his way in, I tried to relax "you can fuck me anywhere, anytime" I confessed. I felt my opening give a little, unable to resist the hard manhood trying to get in "I'll do anything you want me to, please fuck me" he was pressing harder any moment the resistence would give way and he'd be in my arse again. "I'll always be your slutty girlfriend. Make me as slutty as you want, I'll do anything". The pressure finally won his cock forced its way into my reluctant but wanton arse. I screamed into the pillow, It had gone all the way in, deep, up to the hilt. Not like the first time when Bob had paused to let me become accustomed to the invasion. Bob pulled back, not out just a few inches back and the back in. My face still buried in the pillow, the pain not easing yet. "Just fuck me" I sad through the pain. I wanted him to use my body. The perfect love making of earlier had given way to my lust and I wanted to be fucked hard. Fucked hard in my near virgin arse. Bob took me at me word. No gentleness, no encouragement, no time to get used to it. He started to thrust in and out of me. Fucking my arse, no gentlenss just raw fucking using my arse to pleasure his cock. And that gave me enormous pleasure. "Yes, fuck me, use my body, it belongs to you, fuck it hard as you like, just do it to me" Bob kept fucking me, holding my hands tight, thrusting hard and deep in to my arse. It felt so filling "fuck your slutty girlfriend, make me wank, expose me, spank me fuck me, fuck my arse" Bob kept fucking me as I spilled by obscene words. It felt so good. So raw. So passionate. My breathing was becoming uncontrollable, I had to concentrate, the pleasure was too much for me. Another orgasm hit me, my body stiffened my cunt twitch and spasmed. Bob ignored it, taking me at my beeging and kept fucking into my arse. His rhythm picked up pace, spurred on by my reaction to being used by him. I could feel his cock growing and swelling.

"Cum in my mouth, cum in my mouth now please" I begged, almost sobbing with pleasure, "please let me taste your cum in my mouth"

He jumped off and spun me around. I was getting what I wanted. He was holding his cock with one hand and pulling me in to position with the other. I hurried onto the floor so i was below him and opened my mouth, sticking my tongue out eagerly waiting for my mouth to be filled with his cum. He did not disappoint, he aimed his cock at my open mouth and shot a hot rope fo cum across my tongue and lips. That wasn't enough, I lunged forward taking his cock in my mouth not wanting to miss a single drop of his delicious cum I sucked and swallowed as his shot into my mouth I could taste my own arse on him mixing with the salty cum. I loved it. I kept sucking, sliding my mouth up and down his cock until it stopped erupting. I kept sucking trying to get more cum from him. Once I was satisfied I wouldn't get any more I started to lick the entire shaft. Licking him clean of my arse and saliva and his own juice. Finally satisfied with my work I stood up "thank you" i said as I hugged him.

"You're amazing" he replied and pushed me back onto the bed "I love you so much".

"Even though I'm slutty" I questioned

"Yes, I'd love you if you were a nun!" he joked "but i do love this slutty side that has come out" he teased looking down at me on the bed. I spread my legs and put my finger in my cunt "this slutty side" i said , teasing him back.

"Yes, you dirty wanker" he laughed back as he climbed on the bed and cuddled me into him. I still had my fingers in my pussy as I fell asleep in his arms.

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