Cap d’Agde Vacation – One Week as Their Personal Slut
Published on 29/05/2025
A few weeks later, David and Éric invited me to join them for a vacation at their apartment in Cap d’Agde. Everything was rewarded for — food, outings, sodas — with just one condition: I had to be available whenever they wanted me.
Free sex-filled holidays? I said yes.
We drove down on Saturday. Arrived around 6 PM. Unpacked, showered, and went out for dinner. Naked in the naturist village, the vibe was relaxed, erotic, and free. I expected mostly older guys, but there were plenty of young men too — all hot and confident.
We grabbed sodas at a bar. Got a few casual touches here and there. No complaints. Then pizza. Then David suggested a club.
Inside, the place was packed. We found a table, ordered sodas. I thanked my hosts with a deep kiss each and slid my hands over their bulges. They grinned.
Éric pulled David onto the dance floor. I stayed behind, finished my soda, and watched the crowd. That’s when I saw him — a sexy Arab guy, shirtless, but still wearing boxers. A shame, really.
He came over.
— I'm a bit shy, he said.
— Don’t worry. Let me help with that.
I pressed against him, felt his dick swell inside the fabric. He whispered, “You’re a fucking slut with a perfect ass.”
I slid my hand down, pulled his boxers low, freed his cock, and lined it up between my cheeks. He lubed up, I spat on my hole, and slowly slid down onto him right there on the dance floor. A small crowd formed around us. He groaned. I moaned. The tension was electric.
He came fast, deep inside me.
Another guy stepped in. No words. Just action. I was still bent over. Ready. Wet. Needy.
Then David and Éric showed up.
— We leave you for five minutes and you’re already on your second cock? David teased.
He pushed inside me, hard. I arched and came instantly, untouched. He pounded me hard, then passed me to Éric. Same rhythm. Same lust.
A huge black guy joined the circle. David and Éric motioned him over. He didn’t need an invitation. His cock was massive. My eyes watered as I opened up for him.
— This week, you’re our toy, said Éric. We’ll use you well.
That was the plan. The black guy came on the floor. David and Éric inside me. I came three times that night. And that was just the beginning. One hell of a vacation.