Mechanical Bull !

Debbi wandered out into the exit terminal, nursing her wounded dignity. Her driving impulse right now was to find the others and to make sure she was not alone here. She ran about as fast as her heels would allow which, as it turned out, wasn't very fast at all. Fortunately, the obvious spectacle she was making of herself drew the attention of Carol, Jackie and Sarah who were drinking coffee in a bar. "What happened to you then ?" asked Carol, though she knew full well. "Did you get lost ?" "I. uh, I got pulled out of the queue for a random search" said Debbi blushing. "Oh my god, of course you did. Did they look up your fanny ?" exclaimed Jackie. Debbi's deepening blush gave them their answer.

They were still in time to catch the arranged transfer to the hotel. Debbi did not understand the amused looks she seemed to be getting from all the other passengers on the coach, unaware that they had seen her tottering beyond the screen in a state of undress that some of them even had on film ! Checking in at the hotel went smoothly and they were impressed by their rooms. Debbi was sharing with Carol, while Jackie and Sarah had another room. All four agreed to catch up on a little sleep for a couple of hours before hitting the Friday night life. Debbi had not packed any bras but was happy to slip on her thong knickers for the evening having gone commando for the flight.

The night life wasn't her priority for this weekend, she mainly wanted some sun for the next two days. And so she just wore a simple little black dress with spaghetti straps and modest neckline but quite short. The other three in contrast were dressed to the nines, Carol attempting to recapture her lost youth and Jackie and Sarah wanting to flaunt their relative affluence. Despite this, they were irritated to see that it was Debbi getting all the male attention in the first bar they hit, even if it was only from a gang of 18 year olds from Manchester on their first venture abroad by themselves. Debbi was amused by the attention. Like the nightlife, male company was not her priority this weekend but their boisterous high spirits were funny and she wasn't going to act all aloof and frosty with them.

The five boys hung on as the women cruised another couple of bars. Carol, Jackie and Sarah were searching for more mature male company but were finding to their disappointment that the Ayia Napa strip was not the best place to find that. The third bar came with the added attraction of a mechanical bull. "No way" protested Debbi to the inevitable pressure from the Manchester lads for her to give it a try. Sensing an opportunity, Carol and the others joined in the encouragement. Debbi had sobered up from the flight but had since had her **** content topped up. Sod it, I'm on holiday, she thought and so found herself guided over to the operator, to cheers from the boys and from others who saw that an attractive young woman in a short dress was going to try out the machine !

She slipped her shoes off and was helped up onto the bull by the operator, already flashing her red knickers. She wasn't really bothered by the flesh she might show, anyone could see as much of her on the beach tomorrow. But she nevertheless attempted to tuck the short black dress underneath her to provide some modesty. That precaution was short lived, however, as the bull began to spin and buck. She needed one hand on the grip and the other above her head to have any chance of keeping her balance and the hem of the dress soon flipped free. She was pitched forward and her bare thong clad bum put on display to the accompaniment of the predictable cheers and filming, not least from Carol and Jackie. The women had agreed on the plane , no photos and what happens in Ayia Napa stays in Ayia Napa ! But Carol and Jackie had no intention of keeping to that where Debbi was concerned, as events at the airport had already shown.

The bull circled, displaying Debbi's bum to all corners of the bar. She tried to pull herself upright again which encouraged the operator to increase the bucking, causing her left tit to break free from her bodice. She had no way of tucking that back inside her dress either as the operator continued to rotate the bull, giving everyone a fair share of the view. Finally, one fierce jolt caused Debbi to fall off in an ungainly heap, dress up around her waist. She clambered to her feet, adjusting her dress and laughing. "That was fun" she laughed as she was surrounded by the Manchester lads. "Go on it again" they urged. "Oh no" Debbi declined. Once was enough !