My 26f ibza fuck fest

So after sharing my last, rather tame confession, my bf has encouraged me to share this story from my past!
The summer I left school, I had turned 18 and me and my friends went on a girls trip to Ibiza before we all went off to university.
It was our first proper holiday away from our parents, and it's safe to say it was something of an awakening for all of us! With plenty of drinking, dancing and drugs, it was a wild experience. But the sex was the really eye-opening part.
None of us were virgins but we weren't exactly the wildest group before this point. For some reason though, being in Ibiza unleashed a whole other slutty side of each of us.
But this is my confession, not theirs!
So, one night half way through the week, I met a hot French guy in a nightclub we'd been to a few times. Flirting led to kissing, and the kissing led to me being fingered in a dark corner, his lips on my neck as bass music pounded through me.
We spent the next few days almost entirely in, or on each other. I'd only had one boyfriend up to this point, so having a slightly older French guy showing me how good sex could be was a dream come true, but also rather intense.
The climax though, was when one morning after spending the night in his hotel room, I was out on the balcony tanning wearing the tiniest bikini, and he came over, pulled me to him and we started shagging right there. I was riding him on the sun lounger, a towel draped over the balcony glass the only thing hiding us from everyone else when he puller• off, revealing our bodies to whoever looked over, inclu V group of boys staying in another hotel just across the ru.....