P Beach Club

[Hightower 607]

Kate stepped gingerly off the plane, feeling every one of the six pornstar martinis deep she had been from the airport. Despite the utter failure of the two-and-a-half hour flight to sober her up, she could still appreciate the summer heat that filled the air as she went down the steps, clinking cabin bag of duty free gin swinging onto her back.

"WHOOO! WE'RE GOING TO I-BEE-THA!" Sara, her maid of honour, hollered behind her. She had tried to convince the bubbly blonde that an Ibiza hen party in June was a bit excessive, but a modest donation from the bank of Jack's mum and dad had been enough to tip the scales. Her phone buzzed, vibrating the small handbag draped over her slight shoulders. Flicking stands of dark brown hair away she pulled the phone out. On schedule, Jason's stag's flight was just boarding for Amsterdam. He'd signed off his text with the genius advice to only start with half an E at a time.

She smiled down at the message and sent a reply telling him not to shag too many prostitutes while he was out there. Quick as a flash he had retorted that he'd just smoke too much weed and pass out face-down in the canal.

After what seemed like an endless queue through passport control and waiting for baggage the party of five reached their transfer busses. 

"Sara, where are we going tonight?" Sim, a petite Indian girl, shouted across Kate on the bus.

"O Beach, ladies!" Sara replied to a chorus of oos and ahhs. "So I hope you packed some sexy bikinis!"

"Wait a sec..." Chelsea, Jack's sister and a tall willowy thing with black hair, questioned. "The tickets you just sent us say P Beach!"

"Hang on, you're right," Sara replied with a giggle. "Must have been a typo!"

"What even is P Beach? I've never heard of it!" Kate said, staring down her maid of honour. "What's next, Club Paraglide? Ibiza Crocs?"

"Alright mrs, calm down," Sara retorted. "I'm looking it up. P Beach Club, Ibiza's better when it's wetter... that's an interesting tagline."

"Sounds like it's still a pool party at least!" Sim said sounding relieved. 

Kate shrugged. They were there all week, no harm in trying somewhere new, she thought.

Four hours later

The thumping techno and throngs of people were getting a bit too much for Kate as Sara dragged her along the strip. The heat had given way to a cool breeze and her athletic body shivered slightly in her pink bikini and short sarong. 

"There, look!" She shouted, and sure enough, there it was. The sign was small and it was set back a bit from the main street, as if it weren't trying to draw attention. The doorman looked at them with a raised eyebrow as they presented their tickets and went through a warren of corridors to the main club. 

As the door swung open, Kate gasped. There was a central pool with flanking plunge pools and hot tubs with private booths flanking the sides. But the club was dominated by a stage in front of the pool with dancing girls in varying states of undress, some in bikinis and some totally nude. But her jaw really dropped when one girl, a beautiful redhead, strutted forward and squatted, baring her spread pussy to the crowd and started peeing.

 

 

[wetwulf 3,324]

Very hot concept! Will there be more? I want to hear about the party! 🤤

[Hightower 607]

8 hours ago, wetwulf said:

Very hot concept! Will there be more? I want to hear about the party! 🤤

Yep, I'm just debating what direction it will take! 

[Lutab 1,052]

Great start! Looking forward to part 2