"I am afraid I became addicted to your stories. They are amazing!"
Thanks!
"Leaving all your bikini tops in Spain is hot!"
Usually, our beach holidays are officially ONE CLOTHING ITEM HOLIDAYS: that means that I am only entitled to wear just one clothing item at the same time.
If I'm on the beach or the swimmingpool, I wear just a thong, always topless. If I am "dressed", I wear just a short summer dress, with nothing underneath. That includes restaurants, city centres, trains, plains, airports...
I am always trying to avoid my tits and pussy being seen; I try it 95% of the time (I'm oblivious the other 5% of the time).
Actually, I don't need any
suitcase, I am a pretty minimalist girl. In a little backpack I take: some 4 different thongs, 2 or 3 summer dresses, a book, a water bottle, my toothbrush, my dildo, my satisfyer and my bluetooth remote control egg vibrator (security staff in airpost can barely keep a straigh face...)
One of the pros is that my pussy is within reach for my husband all the time. If he wants to touch me, he can. If he wants to fuck me, he can. If not, he can play with the egg...
"Like walking around hotel pool"
Yes
"hanging out topless in a pool bar"
Yes, for hours!! We got acquaintanced with all the staff!!
"playing volleyball or any other games in the pool?" We were in the adults only section of the resort (I was not a mommy at that time), there were not that type of activities. I remember a big resort in Lanzarote were I was addicted to the aquagym classes in the main pool, topless, that goes without saying
Pool massage was cool, btw!!
"Did you try to interact with people while topless? How did they react? I believe people who are not Spaniards are not used to casually chat or do any activities with topless girls. So, it could be interesting"
I just interact as if I were clothed. Ussually it's other people who come to talk with us, I don't use to be the one who breaks the ice.
Staff members and waiters were very at ease with my tits on display. It is as fun as dramatic that they can not lay with hotel customers. I felt like a roman domina with her slaves: I was entitled to be nude before them, but they were not entitled to fuck me... That was a very arousing perversion in my head. Actually, I would have loved to fuck one of them (Pablo was his name), and we invited him to our room, but he didn't want to take the risk of being caught: sadly, he would have got fired!! I gave him 200 euros last day, anyway. That's an awful lot of money in Cuba! He took a pic of us with his phone: me embracing him (topless, obviously) at the hotel pool
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