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First Holiday Ch. 01

By: hanibal



Part one

This is part of our continuing story of a joint sexual exploration, based largely on factual experiences and personal fantasies, and embellished slightly to hopefully enhance the reader’s enjoyment. I have written about Anne’s account of her first lesbian encounter when she was a teenager, which was based on an actual event. This is the story of our first beach holiday together.

We have been together for three years now and because of work and personal commitments been unable until now, to spend two weeks away together. We decided on the Greek island of Crete, somewhere we had both been previously but separately. I was looking forward to it greatly, sun sea sand and lots of sex. We realized some while ago that we are both exhibitionists and looked forward to the opportunity of having sex in front of a very small audience, either on the beach or balcony. Although in our late thirties, we are physically in good nick, Anne is slim, with a lovely shaped bottom and when wearing the right clothes to show it off, gets loads of attention, something I am very proud of. She likes to sunbathe topless wearing thong style bikini bottoms, however to publicly reveal even more of her gorgeous body, I bought her a string back bikini as a surprise. 

I gave them to her, to try on, the week before we were due to leave. I gave her the packet to open.

‘What’s this?” she asked.

“Open it and see”.

She peeled back the wrapping paper and pulled out the matching black bikini, the top had small triangular fronts and the rest was string, the bottoms were about a very respectable 4 inches wide at the widest point, narrowing to an inch at the bottom. However, the back and sides were no more than a thick bootlace all tied in a bow at the back. 

“Christ, they don’t leave much to the imagination” she observed correctly.

“Try it on, lets see what it looks like. 

She smiled at me and with the costume in her left hand, started to unbutton her jeans.

Wanting to get the full effect, I left the room to use the bathroom and waited until I knew she had changed. I walked back in as she was looking at herself in front of the full-length mirror, hands on hips. I whistled, she looked fantastic; the top as I said consisted of two triangles, approximately three inches corner to corner. She does not have a big bust, so it looked ok, not too revealing, the bottoms, however did not hide much at all. The string was threaded through the top of the front panel, so you were able to make it as narrow as you felt brave enough to do. It now looked about 3 and half inches wide.

“Turn round” I asked.

She turned to her side, the thin string was pulled up to her hip, then turned away from me, she looked practically naked, I got an instant erection.

“What do you think?” she asked, still facing away from me.

“Bend over”

She leant forward, her hands resting on her knees.

“Open your legs”

She widened her legs.

“Wider”

She widened her legs until they were 18 inches apart.

Her pubic hair was protruding from either side of the string; also the string was so narrow at the bottom it disappeared between the folds of her pussy.

“Not to revealing is it?” she asked.

“No” I lied “not as bad as you might think” I lied again.

I walked towards her, stroked the cheeks of her bottom then held her hips and pulled her into my crotch. My fully erect cock was nestled between her bottom cheeks.

She stood up and turned her face towards me.

“Oooh big boy” she cooed, “I take it you approve”.

I kissed her neck, something she loves.

“You might just give some poor old a sod a heart attack around that pool, a few of the young ones too for that matter.

She laughed, I pulled the bow at the back of the g-string, it fell off 

That might come in handy, I thought. 

“I think you might need a wax though, looking a little bit furry down there”.

She giggled again “I’m booked in tomorrow. 

We arrived the following Tuesday afternoon and shown to our apartment. They were in blocks of 8 on two levels, not very big, but ok for two. We were on the top floor, there was a nice big balcony, but it only got sun, we found, later in the afternoon. There was also a shared terrace on the roof, with tables and sun loungers. It was a real suntrap and it wasn’t overlooked. There was also a small pool, but the terrace looked favorite. 

We spent the first couple of days, exploring the village eating and drinking out sun bathing on the terrace and having sex. Seeing the attention she was getting whilst wearing her g-string, by men and women, made me horny as hell all the time. We spoke briefly with the occupants of the other apartments, not surprisingly when Anne was stretched out in her g-string all the men stopped for a chat, probably looking her up and down behind their sunglasses, when they thought I wasn’t looking. She was beginning to turn a nice color and looked great, very sexy. She told me that she didn’t notice the attention, but I think she was loving it, in fact, in an effort to get a better tan, so she claims, the front of her bottoms was getting narrower all the time. All she had left of her pubes was a very thin strip, but if she made it any narrower, she risked showing this. Also when she sat up and lifted her knees up, something she only did when we were alone, the string disappeared right into the folds of her pussy. It was sexier than if she was completely naked and I was permanently semi erect. In the afternoon, if it was quiet, we usually retired to our balcony, where we both sunbathed naked; this nearly always resulted in us having sex on the balcony. We weren’t overlooked but it was still sexy to be doing it out in the open.

We saw quite a bit of the couple next door to us, Dave and Marie, similar age to us, married with two young kids. They were away on their own for the first time in nearly ten years. Marie’s parents were looking after the kids and they were making the most of it. They had already been here a week and according to Dave had spent most of it, drinking, shagging, or both. This was confirmed by his wife, they were both very forward and the conversation was always littered with sex or sexual innuendo. We liked them both, they were good company.

Marie was a nurse, like Anne, so they had plenty to talk about. She was dark, petite with a pretty face, around 5’ 4” and fairly slim. We couldn’t tell properly as we never saw her in her costume, they went down to the beach to sunbathe and wandered back in the afternoon. If we were sat out they would always stop for a drink and she always had a T-shirt on. Dave was a builder who had done an aromatherapy course at night school and always managed to work it into the conversation, in an effort to get Anne to let him practice on her. He was a good-looking bloke, but liked his beer a bit too much and wasn’t too fond of exercise. Cock aerobics was the only exercise he tended to indulge in, so he informed us, early on in our very first conversation.

A young man on his own occupied one of the other apartments. His name was Andrew and he told us that he and his fiancé had booked to come away together, however they had split up two weeks before and he couldn’t get his money back so decided to come away anyway. 

He was only in his twenties and seemed a nice lad, quiet and had spent most of his holiday so far, reading on the terrace. Now he always came and sat with us, I didn’t mind, he was polite and intelligent. He couldn’t take his eyes off Anne though, hardly surprising, he had been here a week already and hadn’t had the confidence to talk to a girl. Seems his fiancé of two years and girlfriend of ten had decided to dump him for one of his so-called mates, so he wasn’t exactly on top form. 

“You do realize he fancies you like mad,” I told her that night, whilst sat at the restaurant table.

“Who?” she replied.

“Don’t give me that, you know who, he cant keep his eyes of you, he keeps adjusting his cock in his shorts, you must have noticed”

She smiled ‘I think its flattering, I can still get a young bloke thinking of me like that”

“I bet every time he goes into his apartment he has to jack off, thinking about you” 

She laughed at that.

“I feel sorry for him,” she said.

“So, you are giving him a show on purpose?”

“No, I am not” she replied with mock indignation, then paused “Would you mind?”

“Mind what exactly?”

“If I was, doing it on purpose”.

“Are you?” I asked.

“No, not really” 

“Not really?”

She paused “It’s the control, it makes me feel so turned on, seeing his erection grow in front of me and knowing that I caused it, makes me feel so sexy. Plus the fact that I am an exhibitionist anyway, we both are, you know that”.

“Don’t include me in this, he’s not getting a stiffy because of me”.

That made her laugh again.

I decided to push it a little.

“Do you ever fantasize about touching it?” I asked

She looked down to avoid eye contact.

“Sometimes” she replied, softly, then looked at me “but I wouldn’t” she insisted.

“Why not?” I asked.

This was not the response she expected, she looked at me with a slightly puzzled expression.

“It wouldn’t be right, would it?” 

She was fishing now; I decided to push it a little.

“What if I didn’t mind”?

“Do you mind?”

“I would mind if you did it behind my back, but I love and trust you”. I paused “I ‘m not sure, I think I would get off, watching you do it”.

“Anyway” she said, as if to change the subject “Its not going to happen, fantasies are one thing, this is not a porno film, things like that don’t happen in real life, even if you could get your head round it, which I’m not sure about”.

“I suppose so” I had to agree.

“What about Dave”? She asked

“What about him”?

“He’s always chatting me up, even in front of Marie”

“I don’t mind and she certainly doesn’t seem to”.

“Do you think that she’s attractive” she quizzed.

This conversation was going all over the place.

“Hard to tell” I lied “she always has a big T-shirt and floppy hat, seems Ok”

“She fancies you, you know, thinks your sexy, always going on about your muscles and telling me how lucky I am. Asking about what we get up to in bed and are you as good as you look.

I was surprised and flattered.

“And what do you tell her “? 

“I tell her the truth, we have a great sex life.

“Do you think Dave’s a bull shitter?” I asked

“She says not, says they’re always at it, she reckons that they’ve had sex nearly every morning down on the beach, its very secluded down at the end” she responded.

“I think we should go and have a look for ourselves” I ventured, with a smile.

“I think we should,” she agreed, also smiling.

I tried to picture Marie without the big T-shirt, wondering if she bathed topless

Another bottle of red wine later, we wandered back to our apartment. She was wearing a very light cotton summer dress, no bra and white thong panties. Anne was tipsy and horny and as we were leaving the restaurant, five minutes earlier, she had lifted the back of her dress to flash her panties to me and two waiters stood nearby. So I was looking forward to a sexy session on the balcony, or round the pool for that matter. 

We spotted Andrew in front of us, on his own. He looked a bit pissed off, I shouted him over, and he visibly bucked up when he saw us.

“Hi “ he said when he came over “thank god for you two, I was just about to chuck myself in the sea, I’m going home tomorrow and I haven’t had so much as a second look from a woman. I feel like I’m walking round with a big flashing sad bastard sign over my head”.

It was the first time I’d heard him swear, he was obviously quite drunk and feeling a little sorry for himself, two qualities that, in my experience, made you very unattractive to the opposite sex. 

Anne grabbed his arm, so she was linking us both.

“Things are never that bad,” she said “ come on, walk back with us and have a drink at the apartment, Gregg doesn’t mind, do you?”

She looked at me, raising her eyebrows, to tell me that even if I did mind, which I did, act like I didn’t, which I also reluctantly did.

“Of course not” I smiled.

“Ok, if you’re sure, don’t want to be in the way” he replied also smiling.

Made me feel a little shitty, of course I didn’t mind, he was a nice lad and he was feeling low, there was plenty time for us to enjoy each other, after all it was only a little past mid night.

We walked past the pool to get to our apartment, it was all lit up and looked very inviting. I had an idea.

“How about a dip” I ventured. I wondered if Anne had drunk enough to go along with it.

Andrews face lit up “I’m game” he said.

He stripped down to his boxers; I did the same and placed my clothes on a sun lounger.

“Come on” I urged Anne “get em off”.

“Piss off” she replied, laughing, “you know I’m only wearing a tiny pair of knickers under this.

“So!”

“Ok then” she said “get your boxers” she looked at Andrew “both of you, and Ill take my dress off” she stood defiantly with her hands on her hips, obviously thinking that I wouldn’t do it.

I hooked my thumbs into the waistband, slid them down and kicked them onto the sun lounger.

“Bastard!” she exclaimed then turned to Andrew. His face was a picture, however he did the same, briefly revealing a semi erect dick, before jumping into the pool.

“Go on” I encouraged “You know you want too, give him at least one story to tell his mates, when he gets back” I followed him into the water.

When I surfaced, I turned to Anne she was still stood on the side, fully clothed, still with her hands on her hips, looking a little nervous.

“Go on I dare you,” I shouted “after all, its nothing Andrews not already seen this week”

“You should know better than to dare me” she replied, with a smile. She reached behind her and unzipped the dress, letting it fall to the floor. She stepped out of it and kicked of her shoes, now stood wearing the tiniest pair of panties she put her hands on her hips.

“That better?” She asked. I smiled in encouragement; Andrew just nodded his head silently.

She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and paused, looking directly at me.

“Bet you wont” I challenged.

She very slowly eased them down over her hips, gradually revealing her nearly shaved pussy. She turned round to show us a gorgeous tanned bottom and very sexily bent down to slide her panties down to her ankles, giving us a clear view of her pussy from behind. She picked her panties up and turned round to give us a full frontal.

“What about that?” she asked, looking at Andrew.

I looked at him, his mouth was wide open, before I caught him mouth just loud enough for Anne to hear.

“Fucking brilliant”.

I looked back, she grinned, obviously flattered, tossed her panties on top of my clothes. Instead of jumping in, she slowly waded in at the shallow stepped end, Andrew watched her all the way. 

I realized at that point that she hadn’t done it for my benefit, she loved the attention, being able to tease a young man 10 years her junior. I felt a little pang of jealousy for the first time. She waded over to me, put one arm round my neck and pulled me towards her, kissing me hard on the lips. 

“I reckon someone’s feeling very horny” I said to her.

“I reckon someone is” she replied reaching under the water to squeeze my almost fully erect cock.

I had to admit, although I wasn’t completely comfortable with the situation, it was very erotic and I was totally turned on. It was something we fantasized about, being sexual in front of an audience. 

“Shall we go up to our room?” I asked

“In a bit” she replied, “I’ve never done this before, I’m enjoying it”

I wondered which bit she was enjoying most. She pushed away and turned to Andrew, who still had his mouth open.

“You can close your mouth now, don’t tell me you haven’t seen a naked woman before” she teased him, something she was getting good at.

“SSSorry” he stammered “was I staring?”

“Yes” she replied “but I don’t mind”.

“And it has been a while since I’ve seen a naked woman” he continued, “well, a long time since I’ve seen a real one anyway”.

“You can’t see me anymore” she teased again, she was correct; the water came just above her nipples. She jumped up exposing her breasts, her nipples were hard, I wondered whether it was the cold water, I suspected not.

“God its cold out of the water” she bobbed down “I’m not getting out of here without a towel. Andrew be a love, pop upstairs, we left our towels on the terrace” 

“I I I can’t just yet” he stammered again. “I’m a little embarrassed”.

He must have had a raging hard on. Anne turned to me and laughed, obviously thinking about our earlier conversation.

“I’ll go”. I offered, “It will give you both time to get to know each other” I quipped sarcastically.

“Take your time,” she shouted after me, the banter was obviously lost on Andrew.

I swam to the side and got out, she was right it was bloody freezing. I set of up the stairs to our place, wondering whether it was safe to leave them together. There were two beach towels on the loungers outside our room, I picked one up and dried myself off, before wrapping it round my waist and setting of back, carrying the other dry towel with me.

When I got to the pool they where sat side by side at the stepped end, on the next to top step, both pretty much completely exposed to each other. I was stood about fifteen yards away, they hadn’t seen me yet, I decided to watch for a bit. Huddled up close, they were chatting, it all looked fairly innocent. Andrew said something that encouraged Anne to place her arm around his shoulder, to comfort him. I moved a little closer and crouched behind a small wall, only three or four yards away. She must have sensed something because she looked up towards me and smiled. He still hadn’t seen me; obviously still too concerned with the naked woman sat beside him. Not wishing to embarrass him I put my finger to my lips, indicating for Anne to remain quiet about my presence. He obviously wished to talk and I did not want to get involved. The subject was getting a little boring by now, but seeing them sat together naked, I had to admit, was quite sexy, I decided to watch and listen for a while.

I could just about hear their conversation.

“Don’t worry” I heard her say, “You’re better off without her, by the sound of it” and as further comfort she patted him just above his knee, as she spoke. That in itself did not concern me, however she left her hand resting gently on his thigh, occasionally repeating the comforting pat as she spoke. Thing is, by now her hand was only a very short distance from the top of his leg. Whether it was a subconscious thing or not, I couldn’t tell. Neither could he, as glanced down at his lap, I could see his cock begin to twitch and rise. Twenty odd year old lads did not need too much encouragement, whether intentional or not. The next time she glanced at me, I nodded towards him, to warn her. She looked down at his lap. I thought she would jump a mile, no chance, she left her hand on his thigh and rested her head against his shoulder, as if to comfort him, but really, I suspected to watch his cock grow. He became fully erect; his circumcised cock was poking out at 45 degrees from his stomach. My heart was pounding, she was still stroking his thigh gently, now only inches from his erect cock, knowing that I was watching.

I thought about stopping this before it went any further, but I had engineered it, virtually giving her the green light, I couldn’t behave all mature and broad-minded one minute, and then blow my stack the next. I decided I had to leave the ball in her court and hope that she didn’t take it any further.

“That looks painful” I heard her say.

He looked down and tried to cover up with his hands.


First Holiday Ch. 01



Chapter 01: Fun at the Beach

A strange thing happened last Friday. I had a spare day of annual leave left over and used it to do some chores. My last call of the day was at a supermarket in a neighbouring town to pick up a few provisions for the weekend. It was a pleasant sunny day and I took the opportunity to use my motorcycle. While I was checking out the beers I noticed a woman a little way down the aisle looking at me sideways, but didn't recognise her and thought nothing of it. I turned my attention back to the beers, but a moment or two later she spoke to me. 

"You haven't changed much." 

I recognised the voice immediately. It was Jean, who had been my first proper girlfriend, or at least the first I had been seriously in love with and whose panties I had got into on a regular basis. 

I am now in my forties, and hadn't seen or even really thought of her for over twenty years. We were together for five years or so, and her rather rude greeting was typical of her in the latter part of the relationship -- I just knew she meant that I was still in scruffy leathers, checking out the beers, rather than that I was wearing my years well. 

"Neither have you," I replied. 

But it wasn't true. She was a good deal heavier, her skin looked coarse and jowls spoiled her once pretty face. Only her mouth was the same, just as I remembered it with a naughty little pout. I wondered if she had a man at present, and if he was enjoying her oral skills as much as I used to. 

We chatted for a bit and I discovered that she was married, happily, she said several times, which made me think that she probably wasn't very happy. I was surprised that we seemed to have nothing much in common and little to talk about, beyond the enquiries about old friends we had lost touch with. Perhaps it should not have been surprising; by the time we split we had grown apart and were barely even on friendly terms. Maybe we hung on too long to a relationship which had run its course.

We said goodbye and went our separate ways in the supermarket. I caught site of Jean again as I finished at the checkout and our eyes met for a second. I swung the panniers over my shoulder, turned on my heel and walked out into the bright sunshine feeling an emotion that is difficult to describe. I had no regrets about no longer being with Jean, and yet our time together had been special. I felt a sense of loss for simpler times and youth that was gone forever. 

I mused on this as I loaded the bike, and then the ritual of donning helmet and gloves, zipping up the jacket against the cold and kicking the engine over, as always, lifted my mood. Hell -- what lost youth! I was still on a Triumph (though not the same one) and I'd been glad to see the back of her when we split. I had a loving and sexy wife who would be home in a couple of hours so, what was there to look back on? Still, I rode home through the afternoon traffic at a slower pace and with more care than usual, aware that I was distracted.

When I got home, I found I had a message on my 'phone -- my wife was delayed and would be home late. No problem, Chinese takeaway and a bottle of wine whenever she showed up and then the whole weekend ahead. After I had put the bike away and the things I had bought in the 'fridge, my mind drifted back to the events of the afternoon. 

On impulse I went upstairs and into the loft. In a corner, covered in dust and cobwebs, was a box which contained photos from the early days -- school days, university, friends, family and Jean. Some were in albums, but most were loose, stuffed into envelopes. My wife had wanted me to get rid of them, teasing me that I still had a thing for Jean, but they recorded a part of my life so I just quietly packed them away. As I leafed through the 'photos, I found one I remembered well. 

The 'photo showed a girl (Jean) standing on a sandy beach, blue sea and breakers in the background. She was wearing a green and white stripped bikini, red hair blowing in the wind and her body was just as I remembered, neither plump nor thin and with the tone which comes with youth rather than from the gym. 

Jean's skin was biscuit (she never really tanned, to her despair) and her breasts pushed invitingly against the material of her bikini top, the outline of a nipple visible on one side. I remembered the firmness of them, and the coral pink of her nipples. I loved the way her breasts stood up, with or without a bra, and the way they moved under her shirt when she went braless. I felt a slight stirring of my cock and gave it a squeeze as I looked more closely at the 'photo, hoping to see a hint of the crack between her legs but there was none. I sat on the floor, back resting against the wall, and remembered the holiday on which the 'photo had been taken.

We were both nineteen and were away together for the first time, touring by motorcycle and camping for part of the time, but when the 'photo was taken we were house sitting for an Aunt and Uncle who were away on their own holiday. 

The day that stands out in my memory was a trip to the rocky part of the coast for some fishing. I borrowed one of my Uncles rods, slung it over Jeans back with some line, and the rest of the gear and some food and drink went in a small rucksack. We set off in the morning on the twelve mile ride to the spot remembered from my boyhood. We parked and then walked the mile or so along the cliff top to the place where we could get down to the sea. A few people were there, some fishing, and some were just enjoying the sun and the sea breeze. 

As the morning went on and the heat built it became clear that the fishing was poor -- too hot, too bright and the tide out. People began to drift away and I gave up on the fishing to sit with Jean in the shade of a small bluff. I took my shirt off to feel the cool of the breeze and we kissed a little, had some lunch and kissed some more. 

Soon it seemed that we were the only ones there. We were young and newly together, at the stage when horniness is never more than a touch away. The kissing got more serious, and I was getting hard and horny. I could tell Jean was feeling the same from the way she held me, and from the flush which ran from her face down her throat to her chest. 

We kissed deeply, probing with our tongues and I slipped a hand under her T shirt and held her breast. She was braless, as usual, and I gently squeezed her nipple, which was as hard as an acorn. She sighed and I broke the kiss, pushing her shirt up and taking her nipple and its small, pink areola into my mouth. I sucked on it gently and swirled my tongue around. She loved this sort of attention to her breasts and her breath came faster, the nipple and areola standing up hard in my mouth. 

I moved my hand down to the front of her jeans, massaging the mound beneath. She was breathing heavily now and I popped open the button and pulled down her zipper, pushing my hand inside. This was a step too far. 

"No, we can't, somebody might see us!" She said. 

"There's nobody here but us," I replied.

I slipped my hand under her panties, finding moisture and soft curly hair. I easily slipped my middle finger in to her. 

"No, somebody might come!" 

I stifled her protest with another kiss, moving my finger slowly in and out, withdrawing it now and then to gently rub some of the wetness over her clit. She let out a little gasp, pushing up with her hips for more pressure.

"Take your jeans off," I said.

"Pull them down a bit, but I'm not taking them off." 

She arched her hips and I helped her pull her jeans down to mid thigh, but she wouldn't let them go any further.

"I'm not getting caught with my pants down!" She added.

I was badly in need of some attention myself, so I unzipped and she eagerly reached in to pull my swollen cock out, scraping it uncomfortably on the zipper. We lay there for a while kissing and masturbating one another. I kissed her nipples and breasts, and then moved down between her legs. 

There was a musty whiff of aroused woman, but even with her legs as far apart as the jeans would allow I couldn't reach her clit with my tongue, so I kissed and licked her thighs and the soft, furry, mound. I slipped a second finger gently into her pussy, moving my thumb over her slick clit. She was moaning quietly, still rubbing my cock, and I drew back so that I could survey the scene. 

I looked down at her, jeans and panties around her thighs, T shirt pulled up over her breasts, flushed and sweaty with little blades of grass clinging to her skin and my two fingers in her pussy. Her hand was wanking my penis with a slow, lascivious motion. It was a sexy sight and I felt hornier than ever. 

"Jean, I want you so bad, let's just do it; I've just got to cum." 

"Me too, I want you inside," she groaned, "but I just can't, I'm too worried that someone will come." 

She rubbed my cock some more, slowly pulling my foreskin right back, exposing the knob, and then forward again. 

"We'll just have to wait until we get home," she continued. "But I'll help you out for now, lie back and relax." 

I withdrew my fingers and lay back, closing me eyes, resigned to just getting a hand job. 

"Did I hurt your cock when I got it out?" She was still masturbating me slowly. 

"Not really," I lied. 

"No need to kiss it better then?" 

She didn't wait for the obvious reply. I felt her move and then the warm wetness of her mouth enclosed my cock. She opened the button of my jeans and cupped my balls in her hand, moving her head up and down as she sucked. I put my hands behind my head and raised it a little so I could watch. I loved to see my cock in her mouth. 

"Can I cum in your mouth?" 

I always asked, and she always said no! She removed her mouth. 

"No, I'll gag; anyway some has already come out. I can taste it, look." 

She wanked me slowly with more pressure and a blob of clear fluid appeared in the slit on my cock head. She studied it closely, moving my foreskin back and forth, and then spread it around with her thumb. Jean had been a virgin until a couple of months before and my cock was still a novelty to her. She loved to play with it. 

"Now you've got a sticky glans," She said.

Glans, her word of the week! 

"I'll suck it clean, but you've got to promise not to cum in my mouth or no more blowjobs ever!" 

"Of course," I replied, making a promise I wasn't sure I could keep. 

"I mean it; I'll never suck you again if you do!" 

She went back to work, probing with the tip of her tongue around the pee hole and fraenulum, and then fucking me with her lips. Jean loved sucking cock, and did it very well. It was just the last bit she couldn't bring herself to try. She had great timing; when I told her I was going to cum she always took her mouth away just in time to miss the first spurt. Maybe I should just do it, I thought, she'd probably forgive me. Thank me even, eventually! Just as I'd made up my mind, the tension in my cock and balls growing to the point of no return we heard voices above us. 

She froze! It crossed my mind that being caught with her pants down could hardly be worse than being caught with a cock in her mouth. She took her mouth off me, and started to roll away, pushing herself up to my shoulder, hand still on cock, pulling my foreskin right back. This was too much. I groaned, and shot wildly. Thick ropes of sperm erupted from my cock and splattered us both from belly to nipple as she finished me off with firm, long strokes. She pulled pull her shirt down with her other hand, then let go of me and pulled her jeans up. I gave my cock a few strokes to get the last of the pleasure then put it away as well as I could. 

We stayed quiet, she wiping her sticky hand on the grass, waiting to see if we had been seen, but the voices stayed where they were on, the top of the overhang about fifteen feet above us and we realised that we had got away with it. We couldn't hear the words, but there was no excitement (or revulsion) in the tone. They couldn't see us. A

Eventually the voices faded and we thought the people had left. Grinning with relief, Jean pulled up her T shirt and showed me her sticky belly and tits. 

"Look at this mess you've made," she whispered. 

"If you'd kept your mouth where it was it wouldn't have been a problem," I replied. 

I cleaned us both up with my shirt, and licked a last little blob of cum out of her navel. I kissed her, pushing my tongue into her mouth so that she could taste me. She didn't object, and I thought happily that not minding the taste was a step towards swallowing a full load. We kissed again, my hand cupping a still sticky breast. 

"We're going to need a bath when we get home," I said. 

She squeezed my cock, already hardening again, through my jeans.

"Yes, but I'll need this first." 



First Holiday Ch. 01



“God, I’m sorry”.

There, I thought, that’d break it up.

She reached down and lifted his far hand off his cock, placing it back onto his thigh.

“Don’t be silly, It’s quite normal, besides I’m flattered” she told him.

She reached down to remove his other hand, this time placing it on her own thigh!!

I nearly shouted out, as she placed her hand back on his thigh, inches from his cock.

I’d swear his dick had grown another inch.

She glanced at me and winked, “Ok?” She mouthed silently at me.

My heart was in my mouth, I wasn’t ok, I felt like I was going to puke, but I nodded anyway and hoped she could tell by my eyes that I wasn’t as well put together as I thought. She smiled then looked back down at his cock. Fuck!!

“Go on, its ok, just carry on talking, I’m still listening” she moved her fingers a little closer to his groin, just wafting them along his upper thigh. He groaned softly.

“My god” I thought, “she’s going to touch him, she’s actually going to make contact with his extremely erect dick”, obviously thinking that I wouldn’t mind. All fairly understandable really, considering a couple of before, I had actually told her, how much the idea turned me on. 

To add an extra twist to my tormented state, despite my inward protestations of jealousy and disgust, outwardly, under my towel, I was sporting a very painful, very large, erection of my own. I pulled the towel to one side to release my cock into the fresh air. I nearly groaned out loud myself as the breeze wafted against me.

As he tried to continue with his tale of woe, she was making gentle little circles with her fingers on his thigh, occasionally murmuring the odd “Aaaw”or”Shame”in response.

Her wandering fingers were getting closer and closer to his cock, it was very erotic and I had to admit that it was turning me on immensely. I was still very uncomfortable, but excited in a masochistic way, it is very odd, the jealous feelings made it more exciting. Watching two people together, in a sexual situation is a turn on, but, as I was learning, watching someone you care about in the same situation sets your pulse racing. 

I held my breath as she lifted her fingers away from his thigh and stroked her index finger from the base of the underside his cock all the way up to the tip, before caressing the head gently and placing her hand back on his thigh.

He stopped talking, obviously a little shocked, you could hear a pin drop.

She paused to look up at him “Are you ok? He nodded “Go on then, I’m still listening” then rested her head back on his shoulder, as though nothing had happened. Her hand had never moved, just lingered there, his head must have been almost as messed up as my own. 

Now seemingly oblivious to my presence, focusing entirely on this young mans dick, she continued making little circles on his thigh, whilst staring into his lap. I now realized that I wanted her to touch him again, I didn’t have to wait too long. Lifting her hand to her mouth, she licked the tips of her fingers before returning them to the tip. She was now making tiny circles on the top and underside of his cock. He was breathing so heavily that he was struggled to continue to speak, just occasionally moaning softly and closing his eyes. He leaned back slightly against the step and opened his legs a little.

This made it difficult for her to leave her arm round his shoulder; she removed it, reached down and wrapped her hand around the base of his cock. She masturbated him slowly whilst still making circles with the fingers of the other hand.

He leaned back further; his hand was still gripping her thigh, squeezing it gently. He tried to reach for her pussy, but it was obviously difficult to gain access to, even when she opened her legs slightly, so he placed it around her shoulder, gently stroking her back.

She started to pump faster; he wouldn’t last long at this rate, neither would I. I was right on both counts, he groaned loudly, his body jerked, as he shot his cum into the water and onto her hand. She carried on pumping his cock with one hand and stroking the tip with the other. Using his sperm for lubrication, she stroked him until he stopped cumming, his body relaxed. I came silently and heavily, shooting my load onto the floor. 

I watched as she scooped water from the pool to bathe his cock and clean her cum stained hands. He had his eyes closed, only opening them when she stopped stroking his cock. He was now looking a little embarrassed.

“I I I’d better go to my room, before Gregg gets back”. Now he was thinking about me, amazing how after a man comes, he also abruptly comes to his senses.

He jumped up, gathered his clothes up in his arms and made to leave. He stopped turned walked back to where Anne was still sitting, bent down and kissed her, just a peck on the lips.

“Thank you, that was fantastic,” he told her.

“Its ok, I enjoyed it” she replied smiling and as a final goodbye, kissed him on the cheek and reached up for a last squeeze of his now flaccid cock.

He stood up and headed off to the stairs.

I stepped out from behind the wall, Anne looked at me very sheepishly, obviously worried about what my reaction was going to be. I gave her the spare towel “come on lets go to bed” I said softly. She wrapped the towel around herself as I gathered our clothes up. With all of our clothes in my arms I mounted the stairs to our room, she followed me in silence.

Part 2 To follow.



First Holiday Ch. 02



I let us into the room and we readied ourselves for bed, still not really speaking. I knew it was up to me to make things right, but my feelings were a mixture of anger at her for taking it so far, jealousy and annoyance at myself for being so turned on with the whole experience. So instead of discussing it sensibly, I punished her by behaving like a childish shit. I knew I was out of order, but I couldn’t help myself. We climbed into bed; I gave her a peck and turned my back to go to sleep. I couldn’t sleep, I kept thinking about the experience; also I had a painful hard on and couldn’t stop stroking myself. I just wanted to tell her how turned on I was by what happened, make things right before fucking each others brains out. My stupid male pride wouldn’t let me; I wanted to make her feel bad about it, thinking that I couldn’t let her of the hook so easily. Blaming her, when I new that I had initiated the whole thing.

The following morning, after what was probably a restless night for both of us, things weren’t much better. I was absolutely dying for sex, but wouldn’t make the peace.

“Are you going to speak to me again?” she finally asked over breakfast.

“I don’t know what you are talking about, we have been speaking”.

“I speak, you grunt” she replied.

“I don’t feel very chatty”.

“You dared me to take my clothes off,” she said accusingly.

“I didn’t dare you to play with his dick” I responded sharply.

“You bastard” she spat at me “you told me that you wanted me to touch him, you got me to strip of in front of him and when you came back to the pool we were just sat talking, why did you stand and watch, you could have stopped it at any time, the thing is, it was as much a turn on for you as it was for me, but you can’t stand to admit it”.

This was all true and instead of agreeing, I spat back.

“You and your boyfriend looked like you were having such a good time, I didn’t want to spoil it for you”. I regretted it as soon as I said it.

She looked at me genuinely hurt.

“You fucking pig”, then standing up she said quietly “I’m going for a long walk, I will see you later when I’ve calmed down, at the moment, I don’t want to be in the same room as you”.

“Wait”, she paused and turned round to face me.

“What! ”She said coldly.

I was now on my back foot, this hadn’t worked out well at all. I decided to come clean, apologizing. She remained silent while I told her how she was right and how turned on I had really been and how I had masturbated whilst watching them, hoping that she would understand, another big mistake.

“You selfish shit, I cried myself to sleep last night, worried that you wouldn’t want to have anything to do with me anymore, while all the time it was just a childish game. You’ve been using me for your little fantasies all holiday. I’ve actually been really enjoying it, showing myself off for you and talking about what we would like to do together. Now, because you decide you don’t like where you’ve set the goal posts, you decide to punish me, by making me feel like a tramp”.

She quickly gathered up a few things and left, closing the door behind her.

“Fucking great”, I said out loud to myself “what a prick”. She had quite rightly turned the tables on me. I sat there for a while pondering how it was, that she was the one that had messed about with another blokes dick, yet I was the one that wound up feeling so bad and having to apologize.

I looked at my watch; it was only nine am, where could she possibly go at this time. Telling myself that she would be back in no time I decided to just wait on the balcony and read, enjoy the peace and quiet.

She let me stew for three hours; I tried to look calm as she came out onto the balcony. I actually felt like shit.

Before she could say anything, I started.

“Look, I’m really sorry, I know I’ve behaved like a right prick”.

“Yes you have” she agreed “but I think I understand, we were both equally to blame”.

I wasn’t too sure about that, but decided to keep my council, for the first time.

She sat down next to me and grabbed my hand “I think we should talk”

We chatted for an hour, both having to admit what an incredible experience it was. 

“Thing is” she said “I loved showing myself and I especially loved performing for you, knowing that you were watching, I wouldn’t have done it if you hadn’t been watching. It made me feel so in control and sexual. When you came out from behind the wall, I just wanted you to fuck me there and then”.

“What about now?” I ventured, smiling as I motioned towards the very obvious bulge in my shorts. She laughed as she reached over to squeeze it “love to, however”. 

She went on to explain that she had spent the morning with Dave and Marie, at their place, bitching about me and that they had got pissed off with her, in the nicest possible way, told me that they were off to the beach and sent me back to make up. When we were ok, I was to take you down to the beach, to show that things were back to normal.

“Do they know why we fell out?”

“I just told them about the skinny dipping with Andrew and that you got the hump because he was paying me so much attention”.

“What did they think?”

“They both thought that you were being childish”

“Oh, they did, did they, why exactly?”

“Well” she ventured, hesitantly “this beach that they go to is a nude beach, so they have been starkers in front of everyone all week, without a care in the world. In fact the reason Marie doesn’t take her T-shirt off, when she comes up here, is because she doesn’t wear anything underneath”.

My dick twitched a little at that thought.

I paused “And you want to go as well?”

“I really want to, but only if you don’t give me any more shit, I wont put up with it this time”. 

I nodded “Ok, this time you’re in charge, I won’t say or do anything” and added with a smile to keep the mood light “ It doesn’t matter whose dick you’re stroking”.

She laughed and squeezed my dick, “nothing like that will happen, I just don’t want you getting uptight if Dave flirts a bit while I’m naked, you know what he’s like”.

“I told you you’re in charge”.

“Good, lets go”.

We got our things together and walked down towards the beach, things felt back to normal it was great. The nudist section was separated from the rest of the beach by a wooded area; this made me feel a little less nervous. Anne seemed to know where she was going, we walked past five or six couples, all naked, most of them older than us, down to the far end and clambered over some rocks. I saw Marie straight away, stretched out on a towel, face down, she was also naked apart from a pair of sunglasses. The towel at the side of her was empty.

Marie lifted herself up onto her elbows “Aah. Back at last”

Anne looked at me, guiltily “Sorry, I came down this morning, I wanted to find out what you thought about it before I told you”.

“Its Ok, I deserved it”.

Anne layed out her towel at right angles to the top of Marie, I put mine at the side. We both started to undress, I stripped down to my trunks and paused, Anne stripped naked and looked at me. 

“Now, now, don’t be nervous”

“He might need a hand” Marie joked.

Anne reached over and undid the cord on my trunks, then started to slide them down slowly. She stopped and moved round behind me, reaching round, slid both hands down into the front of my swimming trunks and very slowly eased them down, stroking my dick as she did so. It felt like she was putting on a show for Marie, who was watching the whole thing intently, smiling at me as my semi hard cock came into view.

“Very nice” she commented.

I bent down and slid them off as I lifted each foot in turn then threw them onto the rest of my clothes, before I started to get fully hard, which had been a distinctly embarrassing possibility.

We both sat down on our towels facing Marie, they began to chat. What the fuck was that about, I couldn’t help thinking that Marie knew more than Anne was telling.

While we chatted, I checked her out from behind my glasses; she was resting on her side, facing towards us, so I had a full frontal. Not quite as slim as Anne, but slightly bustier and wider at the hip, lovely brown skin, very nice. Her legs were slightly crossed so I couldn’t see her pussy properly, but what I could see was hairless. 

I asked about Dave.

“He’s gone for a walk, you know what he’s like, he’s not really into sun bathing all day, after he’s checked out all the naked women he gets a bit bored. He knows your coming so he’ll be back later, especially now Anne’s back”.

I was becoming sure that they were both messing with me, probably to see if I was really as cool as I was trying to behave.

“God its hot” Marie said, “I’m just nipping into the water”.

She lifted herself up onto her knees; I could now see all of her completely hairless pussy. She took of her glasses and turned round to put them in her bag, she was now on all fours, legs slightly apart with her pussy pointing directly at me. After a few seconds she turned to catch me looking at her, smiled and stood up.

“Won’t be long”. 

I watched her butt as she disappeared into the water.

“Enjoying the view?”

I turned back to Anne “sorry” 

“Don’t be, she’s very attractive, don’t you think?”

“She isn’t as attractive as you, but I can’t help looking when it’s right in front of me”.

“I don’t mind, honest, and she definitely doesn’t mind, so don’t worry”.

“Did you strip off this morning?”

“Not at first, but after a while it seemed unnatural not to”

I was a bit narked at that, imagining Dave leering at her, jealous feelings welled up inside me.

“Bet Dave loved that”, I chided.

“No more than you would, he was a perfect gentleman, even offered to put my sun tan cream on for me, again” she teased, while smiling cheekily.

“He’s persistent anyway, did you let him?” I asked coolly, but very much hoping that she didn’t.

“No, but I was that pissed at you, I was tempted just so I could wind you up about it”.

I laughed, to cover my relief.

“Marie knows the whole story doesn’t she?” I asked

She hesitated “yes, Dave only knows what I told you though, we spoke while he went off for a walk”

“What did she think, was she shocked”?

She thought it was the sexiest thing she’d ever heard; it was her that made me come and get you. She told me that if I didn’t go and get you then she would and considering how horny I had just made her, she advised that I go or she couldn’t guarantee that she would stop at just a wank, so I thought it best if I went”.

I laughed at that “Do you think she meant it?”

“She would love to get her hands on you, I don’t think that she would need much encouragement either”.

“I’ll bear that in mind” I said, with a smile, though only half jesting.

She gave me a sideways look, “Also bear in mind, what’s good for the gander is good for the goose and you don’t cope too well when your goose messes around with another gander”.

I understood the analogy immediately and was a little annoyed at the implied threat, she was in control and I didn’t like it.

“And what exactly does that mean?” 

She didn’t get chance to reply, Marie returned.

“What have you two been up to” she knelt back down in front of us and gestured towards my lap. Despite my anger, I had been very aroused by our conversation and was almost fully hard; I raised my knees up to cover myself. She reached for a spare towel and dried herself off. 

Anne jumped up “Only chatting, Gregg will tell you all about it, I’m off for a dip, cool myself down, I feel all hot and bothered”. She bent down and kissed me on the cheek before setting off for the sea.

After she’d gone, we chatted for a bit, while I checked her out again from behind my glasses, before Marie said, “You’re burning, have you not put any cream on?”

I looked down, my chest and my thighs were beginning to redden, I was normally so careful, today’s events had pushed it to the back of my mind. She brought a bottle of high factor from her bag and stood up, she bid me do the same, “turn round” she instructed. I stood up and turned round, she squeezed the cream onto my shoulders and gently smoothed it in with both hands, she had a nice touch and I was enjoying it. I began to suspect that it wasn’t just for my benefit; because of the time she spent on my shoulder and back muscles. She even covered my butt, again using both hands to knead my buttocks. After a very enjoyable few minutes, she patted my bottom and told me to turn back; we were now face to face. She smoothed the lotion into my chest and onto my stomach, with the same gentle touch, “God I love a man with a six pack” almost to herself, she stroked my stomach muscles with the tips of her fingers “Dave used to be like this, when we first met”, something I found difficult to picture. I looked down at her; she had goose bumps on her shoulders and breasts, probably from the breeze wafting onto her still wet skin, her nipples also appeared erect. My cock started to twitch and rise, again. I glanced over towards the sea but couldn’t see Anne anywhere. Marie knelt down to do my legs, there was obviously no need for her to do this, but I didn’t want her to stop and she didn’t seem to want to stop either. I was now fully erect; she stood up wafting her hands over my legs and thighs as she rose. 

“What about that” she nodded towards my cock “don’t want it to get burned do we”. She bent down and squeeze a large dollop of sun cream into her right hand and stood up again. Looking me in the eye she asked with a sexy smile.

“Do you want to do it, or would you prefer me to?” 

I knew what I should have said, however, still smarting a little from my earlier conversation with Anne, I just nodded my head. She rubbed her hands together before wrapping them both around the base of my cock, then smoothed them all the way up to the tip. I groaned softly, it was gorgeous, her soft hands covered in cold cream felt fantastic. I had felt on the edge for most of the afternoon and this was going to be too much. She gently squeezed and stroked my balls with one hand and moved the other cream covered hand up and down my cock. After a couple of minutes of this, I started to get close.

“God” I groaned, “I’m going to come” 

“Good” she whispered, “I want to watch”

That was enough, my cock twitched and spurted my cum onto her breasts, my legs were quivering as she carried on pumping until I had to tell her to stop. She held the base of my cock with both hands and moved closer to rub the cum covered end onto her stomach. I had come heavily and it most of it was on her, she let go of me and smoothed the milky fluid into her skin, it glistened on her body and she seemed to like it. She sat back down on her towel and looked up at me smiling, I didn’t know what to say to break the silence. I didn’t need to say anything.

“The sea is gorgeous” I heard Anne from behind me “you should try it, clean yourself off” slight pause “both of you”. She must have seen us.

I wiped the end of my cock with my hand, as I turned round to face her.

“What do you mean?”

“Oh I don’t know, you both look a bit hot and sweaty” she replied as she walked past me and sat down on her towel.

“I’m ok,” said Marie “I’ve just put some fresh cream on, wouldn’t want to wash it off”

I sat down next to her, she smiled at me, I wondered if I had been mistaken and hoped that Anne had just missed us. If she had seen something, she didn’t mention it, we chatted as before and I began to relax a little.

When the sun started to go down a little, we all returned back to the villa. We had discussed all going back to our place for a drink. 

“I’ll pop back and get Dave” Marie suggested “could do with a shower, ours is bloody awful though, hardly any pressure”

“Bring Dave, then jump in ours” Anne suggested “you can use it after me”.

She agreed and nipped back to their apartment, we let ourselves into ours. Once inside, Anne went into the bathroom and I opened a couple of beers and a bottle of red wine, I took them onto the balcony. The sun wasn’t as fierce but it was still hot, I took of my shirt, sorts and trunks, wiped the sand of myself and put my shorts back on. It felt a lot more comfortable; I picked up my beer and sat down. 

Anne joined me a little later; she came out onto the balcony naked and proceeded to dry herself of with the towel. There was a knock on the door and a shout as they let themselves in; I got up to greet them.

“Sounds like they’re here” I said, stating the obvious to break the silence “You’d better get dressed”.

“Nothing they haven’t seen before” she reminded me as she slipped through the sliding door from the balcony to our bedroom.

I nipped inside, Marie was dressed the same and was carrying a small bag, Dave was wearing shorts and polo shirt.

“I’ll just nip in the shower” she went into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

“Hi Greg” Dave held out his hand, I put a beer in it.

“Thanks” we chatted as we went onto the balcony.

Dave took off his shirt and sat with his back to our bedroom, I faced him, Anne came out. She had a white hand towel tied round her waist and a very short T-shirt with nothing underneath. The towel was very short and tied with a knot at the side, leaving a gap, revealing all of her left thigh, I presumed she had panties on but I couldn’t tell; she looked great, though I didn’t think it was really appropriate. She was carrying her after sun lotion; she placed it onto the table.

“Oh, Hi Dave, didn’t see you there”

“Hi” he replied “couldn’t miss you dressed like that, looking great as usual” he added then nodded towards the after sun “need any help with that?”

His usual banter, consistently obvious, expecting the usual re-buff. She punched him playfully on the shoulder.

“Go on then, but you’d better not have been joking about these magical hands of yours, I’ll just get another beer first” she walked into the apartment.

“I I I’ll just get another as well” I stuttered, before getting up and following her.

“What are you doing?” I spluttered, as sternly as I could muster, you know what he’s like, he’ll have his hands all over you.

“Oooh lucky me” she cooed.

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean”. I said angrily

She turned to look me in the eye.

“Don’t you dare take that tone with me, after watching what you and his wife got up to on the beach today, behind both our backs, I think you’d better keep your mouth shut. He might be ok with it, should I ask him?”

“I don’t know what you mean” I was fucked and we both knew it.

“Bull shit! She was covered in your cum, thing is I don’t mind, when we are both involved, I would actually have got off watching, but you’ve just moved the goal post a little wider. I would never have gone behind your back or done anything without you’re consent, now It doesn’t matter, does it?”

“What are you going to do?” I was worried now.

She smiled at me “Oh I’m not sure, you’ll just have to watch me, providing you’re there, otherwise I’ll just have to tell you about it, when I get back” she was fucking with me now.

“Marie will be out of the shower in a minute” I said, hoping this would curtail any vengeful thoughts on her part, at least for the moment.

“So!” she spat back at me “For one thing, I don’t think she gives a stuff and if she does, she deserves a bit of her own medicine”. 

“Do what you want” I replied, smiling with false bravado, trying to look cool about it “you’ll give in before I do” I was relying on the fact that she rarely met another man that she fancied and Dave, ordinarily, definitely wasn’t her type anyway.

“There you go again” she replied “too quick to challenge me.

She didn’t give me time to answer, picked up two bottles and walked out onto the balcony.

I followed her out, she put the beer down, I sat down as before, facing them both.




First Holiday Ch. 02



Having enjoyed our afternoon at the beach, we packed up our things and prepared to leave. We took the path that led along the foot of the bluff and then curved around and up to the top. I half hoped to see the people we had heard up there as Jean had jerked me off but there was no one. We continued along the path, and after we had gone half a mile or so I felt the pressure of a full bladder.

"Wait a moment, I need a piss."

I turned away from Jean, walked to the side of the path and unzipped. As I took my cock out, I saw that Jean had moved around and was watching me. 

"Can I watch?" She asked, but she already was.

I stopped mid stream and let go of my cock.

"Of course. You can hold it for me if you like."

She reached out and took gingerly took hold of it.

"This is fun!" 

She giggled, moving my cock around as I started to pee again, hosing down the undergrowth beside the path. But I hardened rapidly, and the solid stream turned to a spray and then pinched off. She circled my penis with her finger and thumb and moved my foreskin back and forth over its swollen purple bulb. It felt good, the cool of the breeze on my knob adding to the sensation.

"Do you need to cum again so you can get soft and pee some more?"

"No, I'm finished. And I'll wait to cum with you at home."

She released my penis. 

"Well, I've got to go now. You can watch me if you like."

Jean moved a little into the undergrowth beside the path. 

"Tell me if you hear anyone coming."

She pulled her jeans and panties down to her ankles and squatted down, spreading her thighs, and started to pee straight away, one hand on her pussy and the other holding the back of her pants away from the stream. I slowly moved my hand on my penis until she had finished, being careful not to cum as I wanted to save it for our evening at home.

"Don't stop, seeing you standing there wanking while you watch me is making me all horny again; it's just so rude. I want to see you make yourself cum -- I know you do it sometimes." She said.

"Another time." 

I put my cock away, knob under my belt buckle as it was too hard to go in the usual way. 

"And only if I can watch you do the same."

"Oh, I never do that, only when you're inside me and I need a bit of help to cum."

"Well, you seem to know pretty well what to considering you never masturbate!"

She didn't reply, just stood and pulled her pants back up. We were soon back at the bike and set off for the ride home. As I navigated around the narrow lanes Jean held on tight with both arms around my waist, but relaxed her grip a little when we reached the main road and slipped a hand under my jacket. She went a little lower and started to massage my cock through my jeans. I guessed she was enjoying some nice sensations too -- the bike (my pride and joy) was a 650cc Triumph Bonneville and she had told me more than once that when she was in the mood the ample vibrations it provided would get her juices flowing. I used to jokingly check the seat for a damp patch after a good ride.

When we arrived back at the house Jean went straight in while I parked the bike around the side. I followed her in and as I closed the door behind me I heard running water. I could see Jean standing by the bath (the bathroom was on the ground floor). She had already shed her leather jacket and was pulling her T shirt over her head, her tits bobbing deliciously as she threw it down. I went to her and hungrily sucked a nipple into my mouth -- it was salty, a mix of sweat and sperm from earlier. She sighed and ran her fingers through my hair, pulling me to her breast. I broke away, to kiss her on the mouth but she pushed me back.

"Take your clothes off, the baths nearly ready." 

I didn't need to be told twice. As I unzipped my boots and jacket and took them off she peeled her stretch jeans down and kicked them into a corner. 

"Never mind the bath, I want you now. Look at this," I said.

I undid and pulled down my jeans and shorts as she stepped out of her panties. My rigid cock pointed skywards. We stood naked a few feet apart, just looking for a moment, and then she reached across and turned the bath off.

"Come here, getting clean can wait," She said.

As we came together and embraced my cock poked into her soft belly. We kissed deeply, and she reached down and grasped me firmly in her hand.

"I've been thinking of nothing else than this since we left the beach!"

Her hand moved slowly on my erection.

"I guessed that. I almost creamed my jeans with all the attention you were giving me. Was it the bike making you horny?"

"A bit, but it was mostly from what happened this afternoon. Anyway, I need it badly now"

"Need what?" I teased.

"This. Your cock." She slid her hand up and down it a little faster to emphasise the point.

I liked her to talk a bit dirty, but she was a little shy about it still.

"Need it for what?"

"To make love."

"What's that?"

"You know. I want to fuck. Don't tease me; I'm too horny to mess around. I want you to fuck me now. I want your big cock fucking me 'till I cum."

"Well, why didn't you just say so? Lie down then, it's your turn to cum." 

She lay down on the floor, legs spread lewdly, with her knees slightly raised. Her vulva was swollen and open, with translucent strands of moisture stretching between her pussy lips. I knelt between her legs, admiring her pussy which was so obviously ready for me, moving my hand slowly on my cock.

"You really are horny," I said and leant forward to go down on her. Usually she loved my mouth and tongue there but this time she grasped my shoulders and pulled me to her. 

"No, I need you now. I'm serious, don't mess around, just fuck me hard." 

My cocked bumped against her cunt and I reached down to guide it to the right place, but her hand was there first and all I needed was a gentle thrust and I was in, popping through the slick entrance into the hot wetness inside. As I started pumping I kissed her on the lips. 

"I love you." 

She liked to hear it said, even though we both knew it implicitly. 

"Me too she gasped," and bucked her hips back at me, matching thrust with thrust. 

"Fuck me harder, I want to cum, I can't wait." 

Her voice was husky now. I pounded into her hard and fast, full length in and out at each stroke. Silence now, except for the wet sounds of sex and the rhythmic slap, slap, slap of balls on soft female flesh. Her hand reached between us, fingers rubbing her at her clit. She crossed her legs over my back, digging her heals in, then I felt her body stiffen and she cried out. 

"Keep fucking, don't stop I'm cuming." 

As Jean came she gripped me hard with arms and legs. I looked into her face. It was flushed and contorted, eyes tight shut. I slowed my thrusts as her orgasm subsided, enjoying the contractions of her pussy against my cock. 

"You're still hard, didn't you cum?" 

"No, you're too wet, I was nearly there but I just didn't get over the top." 

She was smooth as silk inside, tight but so wet there was hardly any friction.

We rolled over, managing to keep my cock inside, and she knelt astride me grinding her pelvis against mine. 

"I'm going to make you cum now; I want your sperm inside me this time." 

She leant forward, supporting her weight on her arms. I looked between our bodies as she started fucking me. My cock glistened with her wetness as it slid in and out of her distended cunt. 

"Oh fuck, I'm cuming again, fuck me," she cried.

When she came, she lost the ability of movement for a few seconds, just going rigid. I held her hips in my hands, thrusting up into her as she came again. I was nearly ready and kept fucking her until she was finished.

"Now me," I gasped, breathless from the exertion.

She started humping steadily up and down on me, banging down hard and then up again until my knob almost slipped out. A few seconds of this was enough. The tension rose until it was unbearable and then quickly dissolved into a delicious throbbing and twitching as I spurted into her pussy.

When the last of my orgasm had subsided she stayed on top of me and we kissed, enjoying the afterglow for a minute or two. My cock softened inside of her, but it still felt good and she slid back and forth a little to prolong the pleasure, grinding our wet pubes together.

"We'd better move, the bath will be getting cold." She said presently and stood up. I watched my cock slip wetly from her. 

She took a step forward, feet either side of my chest, and spread her legs a little wider. 

"Like the view?" 

It looked good to me. Her slightly open crack, a neat auburn bush and a trickle of sperm down her inner thigh to set it all off. 

"Love it." I said, stroking my cock.

"Leave that alone! I might not be finished with you yet."

"Ok, let's hop in the bath then. I'll be right back."

I went to the kitchen and popped a beer for each of us. When I returned to the bathroom, she was already in the bath. I handed Jean a beer and got into the bath at the opposite end. It wasn't really big enough for two, but I slid my legs under hers so that my feet were either side of her hips. Her legs rested on mine, her feet either side of my chest.

We relaxed, drinking our beers for a while.

"Do you want the soap first?"

"No, you take it." I replied.

She soaped her upper body, moving her hands over her breasts and belly.

"I'll do your legs." I offered, and she passed the soap to me. I set to work, soaping her from her feet to the tops of her thighs, but couldn't comfortably reach any further. 

"Come closer, I can't reach the good bits!"

Jean shifted to a kneeling position, legs either side of mine and resting her backside on my thighs. I reached between her legs and soaped her pussy, slipping the soap back and forth. She sighed, and I slid the soap further back between her ass cheeks.

"That feels nice." She said. I let the soap go and explored the bud of her ass with my forefinger, but it didn't open for me. She reached down for the soap and started to bathe my chest, then moved down between my legs to my ball sack. My cock was fully hard again now and she took it in her soapy hand, moving it up and down.

"Are you wanking me or bathing me?" I joked.

"Just making sure it's properly clean for the next bit."

Usually when she masturbated me she moved my foreskin back and forth, but now it was retracted and I enjoyed the feeling of her slippery hand directly on my knob, a different and more intense sensation. She leant forward and kissed me, then wriggled further forward to try to get me inside her again. The bath was too narrow to do it comfortably.

"Turn around and sit on my lap." I said.

I got inside her, but we couldn't move much so she got back on her knees facing away from me and I entered her doggy style. I thrust slowly in and out of her slick pussy, enjoying the view of her pussy and ass. I took my cock out and rubbed the head on Jeans still soapy ass bud, then pushed it back into her pussy.

"Do you want to cum again?" She asked.

"Yes. What about you?"

"Not yet. Take it out and stand up."

"Why?"

"Just do it and you'll see."

I did as I was told, and Jean turned around, knelt in front of me, and took me in her mouth. She held my balls in one hand, steadying herself on the side of the bath with her other hand while she sucked me. She took her mouth off for a moment.

"Cum when you like."

"Are you sure? Why the change of heart?"

"Third time today, it won't be much!"

She closed her lips over me again, sucking harder and moving her lips firmly back and forth on my knob. I groaned.

"I'm nearly there, it's cuming now."

I expected her to pull away as usual, but she didn't. Jean took her hand off my balls and started wanking at the shaft of my cock. Still sucking, she tilted her head back and looked up into my eyes. Her hand was moving in time with her head and suddenly my balls tightened and I ejaculated into her mouth. She kept sucking until I had finished, and then held my cock softly in her mouth as it started to shrink. After a minute or so, still holding my cock in her hand, she turned her head to one side and delicately spat, then sucked gently on my soft cock again for a moment.

"That was great." I gasped. "Thanks. You know how much I wanted that."

"I enjoyed it too, it was like I could really feel you cuming, more than I can when you're in my pussy. I could feel your knob swell and get harder just before the sperm squirted out."

I knelt down and we kissed, pushing my tongue deep into her mouth. 

"Does my mouth taste of spunk?"

"A bit. But as long as it's mine I don't mind."

"Cheeky. Next time you can lick me out after you cum in my pussy."

"How could I refuse after I've just cum in your mouth?"

"Sorry I spat it out."

"That's ok; I don't care where it goes. Actually, it looked quite sexy when you spat, really slutty."

"Thanks a lot!"

"You know what I mean. In a nice way."

We got out of the bath and dried off. As we put our bath robes on, I cast my mind back to the view I had had of her puckered ass bud. It was just a quarter of an inch from her pussy, the thin bridge of skin between the two holes stretching as my cock pistoned in and out.

"Can we try it anal sometime?" I asked casually.

"No way. Never! Forget it!"

I smiled. That was what she had said about cuming in her mouth until today!



First Holiday Ch. 02



“Go on then where do you want me”

“Now there’s a question”, he joked, “lie down” he nodded towards the sun lounger, he had placed a towel on it in readiness. She looked at me, pursed her lips blow me a kiss then slowly peeled off her T-shirt and threw it at me. Now lying face down with her legs pointing towards me, her arms hanging to the side. Dave took up a position to the side; he flipped of the top of the bottle and covered his hands with the lotion before squirting it on her back. She jumped a little as it landed between her shoulder blades and as he squeezed a line down the length of her spine. There was nothing overtly sexual about it and we all carried on chatting as he started to massage her shoulders. She was clearly enjoying it, from the occasional groaning noises that emanated from her lips. He worked her neck and shoulders, carrying on down both arms to the tips of her fingers. I was feeling more relaxed about it and thought that I would probably have enjoyed it myself. He finished with her back and proceeded to anoint her legs, beginning with her feet and slowly working hi way up her left leg. As he reached the top of her thigh, both hands wrapped around her leg with his thumbs pressed into her hamstring, she parted her legs slightly. This enabled him to work his hands all the way up to the bottom of the towel, however, he didn’t stop there, his hand disappeared underneath the towel and over her bottom. I couldn’t see properly, but his fingers must have been very close to her pussy, she moaned a little louder and opened her legs a little wider. He repeated the movement, pressing harder, she groaned again. He looked at me, gauging my reaction.

“I think she likes it,” he said, probably to break the silence.

I needed another drink and stood up, my cock was bulging in my shorts, I wished I’d put my under wear back on. He didn’t say anything, but he couldn’t have missed it.

“I’ll get some beers”

When I walked into the flat, Marie was coming out of the bathroom, her hair was wet and she was wearing a bath towel tied around her bust, she was rubbing her hair with a small white towel. 

“Hi, give me one of those”, pointing to the bottles. I passed her one, she took a drink.

“Its quiet out there, what’s going on?” she asked.

“Daves finally persuaded Anne to let him give her a massage”.

She peered out onto the balcony; Dave had started on the other leg, giving her right thigh the same treatment. Marie looked at me.

“Do you mind?” She asked

I shrugged, “its only a massage”. 

She smiled, “I know, but he’s very good and she’s obviously enjoying it, he makes me come every time”.

I shot her a worried look; “you told him about last night with Andrew, didn’t you?” She nodded.

“Fucking great, does he know about this afternoon as well?” she nodded again.

“Why did you tell him? And why did he not say anything to me? I would have gone berserk”

“We tell each other everything because we have nothing to hide from each other”

“Very fucking enlightened, trouble is not everybody is as open as you two seem to be, Anne saw us and went mad, now she is bent on teaching me a lesson with a horny bloke who probably thinks I owe him, no wonder he’s like a dog with two big dicks”

“Not too small yourself” she reached down and stroked my still erect cock through my shorts, I jumped back.

“Don’t worry, she was watching us for ages back at the beach”.

“You saw her! Why didn’t you stop?”

“Because she obviously didn’t mind, otherwise I wouldn’t have done anything, it seems that you’re the only one that should feel guilty here”.

That didn’t help.

“I suspect she has a side that neither of you have seen before, enjoy it, you don’t know how lucky you are” she paused “Has Anne brought a hair dryer? “.

This change of direction threw me; I nodded, towards our room.

“IIIts in the bedroom” I stammered.

She stroked my slowly wilting cock again before taking her things into the bedroom.

I hurried back onto the balcony and sat back down. Dave was still on Anne’s right thigh, both his hands were under the towel, Anne had her eyes closed and was moaning softly.

From where I was sitting I could see Marie drying her hair in our bedroom, she caught me looking, smiled and dropped her bath towel to the floor, before carrying on drying her hair, now naked.

I looked back at Dave, he had seen watching me watching his wife, he smiled at me, before returning his attention to my wife’s bottom.

He got hold of the corner of the towel and folded it back, revealing Anne’s left buttock before squirting cream onto it. He massaged both or her buttocks, she parted her legs a little more. We both could see that she definitely wasn’t wearing any underwear, I suspected that he had probably already realised this. I watched as he rubbed both hands over both buttocks, she lifted her bottom slightly as he forced his hands up; this enabled him to uncover all of her bottom. His hand forced her buttocks apart, revealing her pussy lips, his thumbs were millimetres from her pussy, each time he smoothed his hands over her bottom. She was moaning softly and probably wouldn’t stop him if he decided to touch her. He stopped, patted her bottom before pulling the towel down.

“Right turn over, I’m just nipping to the bathroom, too much beer again” .He stood up and left us.

Her eyes snapped open, spell broken for a moment, a slightly disappointed look on her face, before realising I was watching she smiled at me.

“Ok?” I asked her

“Yep, you?” she nodded.

“Enjoying yourself,” I asked again, flatly.

“Yes thanks, he’s very good at it”

“So Marie tells me, she says he always makes her come, have you yet” I was torturing myself.

“No, not yet, but he’s got my front to do next”.

“Look, you’ve proved your point, I’m sorry”

“This is not just about you now, I’m enjoying it and I didn’t think I would, tell me it doesn’t turn you on, when you stood up before, I could see how hard you were, I bet you’re hard now”, she was right on both counts, “besides it’s only a massage”.

“If its only a massage you’re after, why did you leave you’re pants off?”

“I didn’t, I put a thong on” she lifted her towel to show me her bare pussy, “Oh my god! Do you think he noticed” she looked at me, her face reddened with embarrassment, I believed her. 

“Of course he noticed, he had his hands all over your ass,” she laughed at this.

“Do you really want me to stop him? She asked.

“Do you? This annoyed me, she already knew my feelings, by my thinking, she shouldn’t have to ask me, but I suspected what her answer would be.

She hesitated “not really, I mean he’s seen me naked before anyway”

“This is different” it was and she knew it. She looked me in the eye and said 

“I know” slight pause “was it obvious?”

“What?” 

“That I wasn’t wearing panties”, I nodded.

“God, he almost touched me there, I didn’t realise, was he watching me? could he see?”.

I nodded again “It turns you on doesn’t it?” I was beginning to realise what an exhibitionist she was, this time it was her turn to nod. “I don’t fancy him or anything like that, it could be anybody, its just, exposing myself like that in front of a stranger is very erotic for me”.

“What about me? Does it matter how I feel? Are you going to stop this “?

“You didn’t think about my feelings this afternoon on the beach, did you” she stated accusingly.

“Marie told me that you were watching all the time, so don’t give me that”.

“Aah, but you didn’t know I was watching, you looked bloody horrified when I came back, so no, I reckon we are far from even yet”. I didn’t agree with the logic of her argument, but couldn’t do much about it. 

“Besides, I think it turns you on as well, you’ve fantasised about it often enough, you just won’t admit it, look you know I love you and I love the fact that you’re turned on, lets enjoy it, look, I don’t want to fuck anyone else, plus we’ll be back home in a week lets have some fun” I was a little relieved at that.

“Back again” Dave emerged through the door “have we finished?”

“Nearly” she tossed him the bottle of lotion and lay back.

He opened it again and kneeled down at the side of the sun bed, this time he squirted loads of the stuff over her shoulders, breasts, stomach and one leg, then he looked at me, probably sensing my unease and said.

“Come on, give us a lift” he tossed the bottle across to me “you do the other side”

I knelt at the side of my wife, she looked at me and smiled, I watched as Dave stroked her stomach and sides before gently caressing one of her nipples, almost by accident, probably to gauge her reaction, she sighed and arched her back slightly. Obviously encouraged by this response, he now more blatantly stroked both nipples with his fingers before squeezing them between his thumb and forefinger. He smoothed the cream over both breasts and her erect nipples; she closed her eyes and groaned again.

I looked up and Marie was stood in the doorway, taking her cue from Anne, she was naked from the waist up and was wearing a small towel about her middle, the split in hers was at the front of her left leg. She watched for a minute before walking out to us.

“Mind if I join you” she asked before picking up a beer and sitting opposite me and behind her husband.

Anne lifted her head up to see Marie and greet her, before lying back down and closing her eyes. I nodded and smiled, she smiled back sexily, lifting her right leg over the arm of the chair, she wasn’t wearing underwear either, she was exposing herself completely to me. She closed her legs briefly as Dave turned to acknowledge her, then opened them again as he turned back. He was now pre-occupied with Anne’s breasts, I also noticed that his cock was trying to burst out of the front of his loose fitting shorts. It was the first time I’d noticed; he must have removed his underwear when he went to the bathroom. I didn’t know where to look, either Anne’s erect nipples being gently stroked by Dave or Marie’s pussy now being gently stroked by her own index finger. Anne’s right arm was by her side, her hand was very near to my cock, I moved a little closer. She opened her eyes, smiled at me the lifted her fingers to stroke the front of my shorts, lightly grazing my cock, it was aching to be released. As if reading my mind, Anne pulled the front of my shorts down to partly expose my cock, both women were staring at me now as I pulled them down to my knees, to reveal myself fully to them both, by now I just needed to be touched. Anne wrapped her right hand round my cock and I groaned as she gently masturbated me in front of our audience, it was a thrill to be watched like this, especially as Anne reached down with her left hand to pull the towel away and start to touch herself, she was obviously very aroused. She lifted her hand to her mouth, licked the tips of her fingers and began to masturbate her self, god it was sexy. She closed her eyes and pulled on my cock hard as she shuddered to a climax. Dave, not taking his eyes of my wife’s pussy, slid his shorts off to expose a large erection, and with one hand on his cock and one on Anne’s breasts watched as she continued to touch herself. 

She opened her eyes to see Dave’s cock in front of her, she watched him stroke himself. She loved to watch me masturbate, something we liked to do in front of each other and was obviously enjoying watching Dave do the same. She turned to look at me and whispered, “fuck me”, a thought that had been crossing my mind for some while. I stood up with her hand in mine and motioned to the bedroom, however she had different ideas.

“No, here, now” she whispered again, I wasn’t too sure; Dave was watching me, smiling to see what I would do. I knelt at the foot of the bed chair and pulled her to the edge, I already new it was the right height. I was still not sure whether I wanted Dave watching me do this to my own wife, while he pulled himself off to it. Marie, probably sensing my hesitation, got up off the chair; she slipped off the small towel she had almost been wearing. Now naked she knelt by my side and reached in front of me with her right hand and wrapped it around my cock for the second time that day. Anne, stopped touching herself, she lifted herself up onto her elbows to watch Marie push my cock against the folds of her pussy. Dave took his chance, as Anne stared at my cock in Marie’s small hand, he reached down to touch Anne’s pussy with his left hand. He stroked her gently for a few seconds, just above the point where my cock was pushing against her, obviously to gauge her response. Her response was to lie back down, open her legs a little wider and push herself against my cock and his hand. He wet the tips of his fingers with his tongue and returned them to her clit, Now with her hands free again, she stroked her nipples with her right hand and reached up with her left hand to squeeze Dave’s thigh, after only a short time I watched, for the first time, my wife being brought to a shuddering climax by the hand of another man and obviously enjoying it. 

My heart was pounding out of my chest, not feeling able to stop it now even if I really wanted to; I felt it was up to Anne to define the boundaries. 

She relaxed a little and stopped squeezing Dave’s thigh, as tightly, I was pleased to see little white marks were her nails had been digging in, however she didn’t cease contact. With her eyes closed again, she wafted her fingers over the front of his thigh, while he continued to caress her pussy. 

Marie was still squeezing my cock, preventing me from entering Anne, as we both watched what was happening, all this time both my hands were resting on Anne’s thighs, squeezing them gently. Dave, stroked the back of Anne’s hand as it touched his thigh, then, while watching his wife’s hand on my cock he pulled my wife’s hand slowly towards his own cock, knowing that I wasn’t in a position to complain. I watched her fingers reach the base of his cock, her eyes opened as she realised where her fingers had come to rest, instead of pulling away she wrapped her hand round it and started to stroke him in front of me. Marie pushed my cock against Anne’s pussy and whispered in my ear.

“I think she needs to be fucked”, I lifted both of Anne’s legs up to my shoulders and Marie guided my cock all the way in, I desperately wanted to fuck her now and started to pound away, hard. She began to go a little wild, pushing up against me, Dave was still stroking her clit and breasts, while she tugged on his cock, probably a little too roughly. Despite my initial reluctance to get so heavily involved, or more to the point, my reluctance for Anne to get involved with Dave, I had to admit that it was an extremely erotic scenario, a well discussed fantasy come to life for us. Marie reached round behind me and squeezed my balls with her left hand, while she fingered herself vigorously with her right. I reached behind her with my right arm, to feel for her pussy, she was soaking, I put three fingers in straight away and frigged her hard, she started to tremble as she began her orgasm. She shook violently and came with a cry, she continued to shake for 10 or 15 seconds, before calming down. I removed my fingers and just stroked her bottom, letting go of my balls; she reached for Dave’s cock. Anne had to let go as Marie leant forward to take him in her mouth. I concentrated on fucking Anne, she was on the verge of a big orgasm, so was I, I held off just long enough and started to come as Anne convulsed beneath me. I had been building for this all day and pumped my come into her as she came harder than she had done for a while, shaking and pushing up against me before relaxing to a stop. I leaned forward to kiss her on the mouth.

“Did you enjoy that?” I asked, knowing full well that she had.

“It was fantastic” she whispered in my ear, I had to admit that she was right.

“Lets watch them,” she whispered again.

We turned to watch our new friends; Dave was lying back on the floor while his wife, on all fours, was giving him a real porno movie style blowjob. The head of his cock in her mouth, occasionally lifting her head to use her tongue on the tip, whilst she masturbated him with both hands, Anne does this to me and I love it. I was still quite hard, so just continued to slide in and out of her, whilst we both watched, I could usually make her come again before I lost my hard on. This time was no exception, Dave started to build to his own orgasm, we could see his toes curl as Marie’s hands increased to movement on his cock. His hips bucked as he came, shooting his come into Marie’s mouth, or so I presumed, as she never lifted her head, swallowing every drop. Anne had never taken her eyes of Marie’s mouth on Dave’s cock; she watched, fascinated and came again almost at the same moment he did. I wondered whether it would be awkward, now things had petered out, there was no need to worry, Marie picked up a bottle and took a swig.

“I don’t mind the taste, but I prefer a beer”, she joked.

It broke the ice and made us both laugh, I pulled out and stood up, reaching for a towel, it was still warm and Anne and I were bathed in sweat. I wiped myself with the towel and passed it to Anne.

“I think we need a shower love” I said to Anne, but also directed at our guests. I thought we needed to be on our own, to discuss things. They took the hint, Marie gently slapped Dave’s bottom and stood up,

“Come on lover, lets leave these two to get cleaned up, we can get showered back at ours”.

“I thought your shower was playing up” I said to her, she smiled at me.

“It’ll probably be ok now”.

We chatted as normal as they slipped their clothes on; it was all perfectly natural even though Anne and I remained naked. We kissed each other goodbye, fairly innocently, although I noticed Dave squeeze Anne’s ass as he leaned in.

Before they left the girls arranged for us all to meet up for a drink later on at the pool bar.

“I didn’t think you’d want to see them again so soon” I stated.

“Why not? they’re good company, anyway nothings going to happen in the bar is it?”

I wasn’t so sure.



First Holiday Ch. 02b



Chapter Two (Her Story): What Happened At The Beach

I have written this in response to several E mails, interested to hear Anne's experiences in her own words, read his version first.

It had been one of the most sexually liberating experiences of my life, touching and stroking this young man, exerting complete control as I brought him slowly to orgasm as my husband watched from only a few yards away. I wasn't particularly attracted to him, I love my husband and never look at other men as a rule, but it was incredibly erotic and very sexy. I think I have always known that I had a bit of a dark side I have many fantasies, most of which I am able to share with Greg. Before we had got together, I had only slept with a few men and none of them could make me cum, a pleasure reserved for my regular fantasy driven masturbation sessions. We seemed to click, almost straight away and the first time we made love I came twice. This seemed to flick a switch inside me, after that I came easily all the time, usually many times in a session and even discovered the absolute delight of a multiple orgasm. That evening as I stared at his cock in my hand, feely wonderfully dirty, I was constantly on the verge of orgasm, not quite getting there. When he stroked my thigh, I wanted to grab his hand and push it between my legs but something kept me from loosing my inhibitions completely, not knowing how Greg would react was a big factor. 

When it was over and I saw Greg's face I was concerned that I'd gone too far, I suspected that he'd been turned on, but struggled to get his head round it. However the childish way he behaved, seemingly trying to punish me for something that he had all but asked me to do, made me seethe.

We had a terrible row the morning after; I was so angry I gathered up a few things and stormed off, not really sure where I was going to go. 

As I left the room, Marie was just leaving hers, I was not in the mood for small talk but Marie stopped to chat.

"Are you ok?" she asked obviously sensing my distress.

"Had a bit of a row with Greg this morning, that's all" I confessed, "just need a bit of space" I smiled weakly.

She put her arm round me "come with us down to the beach for a bit, it's a lovely morning, let him sweat for a bit, Dave's just bringing our stuff out now"

I didn't really want to but she was very persuasive, so I agreed.

"I'll need to pop back for a few things though"

"No you won't" she admonished me "I'll nip in, tell Dave to pack another towel"

She nipped back into the room while I waited outside, it hadn't been the towel I was thinking of, I was only wearing shorts, T-shirt, sunglasses and a tiny pair of string panties. They both came out of the room a moment later; Dave's face was beaming.

"Morning Anne, didn't recognise you with your clothes on" he joked. I smiled back, a little puzzled at the comment, I suppose he was used to seeing me in my tiny bikini bottoms. 

"Glad to see you've decided to leave your husband behind and join us," he continued, probably trying to lift my spirits, but still as subtle as a Sherman tank.

We chatted, during the 20-minute walk along the shoreline, they were good company and Dave made me laugh, even if his comments and observations were not always in the best of taste. They held hands all the way there and touched at every opportunity, it was very nice and they were obviously very close. I observed them both as we walked, Marie was very attractive and petite, while Dave was a big man, carrying a little too much weight, with what you would flatteringly call, rugged good looks. I would not have originally put them together, but I could see now why she would be attracted towards him. 

I was a little puzzled at the length of our walk as the beach we had visited previously was no more than 5 minutes away from the villa, however it was a pleasant walk and I was feeling better. We couldn't see the beach now; it was separated from the road by a continuous growth of bamboo type stick-ups, I queried this with Marie.

"Don't worry, there's a path through to the dunes on the other side, its nice and quiet, we could have walked along the beach to the end but this is easier" she replied.

Sure enough we came to a footpath and turned onto it, at the end it opened out into the dunes, there was a painted sign just in front of the dunes depicting two costumed bathers with a cross painted across both.

"Err, is this a nudist beach" I asked no one in particular as I stared at the sign.

"Did Marie forget to mention?" replied Dave. I looked at him; he knew very well that Marie hadn't mentioned it and his very wide smile confirmed this.

"Don't worry, its more of a clothing optional" said Marie trying to reassure me "keep yours on, its not compulsory, its just a nice quiet spot," I feigned indignation, but was actually quite looking forward to it.

We clambered over the dunes and onto a beautiful sandy cove, of about fifty yards in length, separated from the rest of the beach by a large rocky outcrop. There was probably only half a dozen couples on the whole of the beach, after all it was still pretty early in the day, and as we walked along it I could see that most of them were nude. 

"Lets go down to the bottom," suggested Marie "probably a little bit more secluded" obviously thinking of me. We walked down to the end, it was quite rocky and Marie rounded a couple of big boulders onto an empty patch of sand right at the waters edge. It was a lovely spot, very private, we placed all of our towels down side by side, Dave at one end, Marie in the middle and myself at the other end. Not sure what to do I sat down on my towel, Marie pulled off her T shirt to reveal just a pair of tiny bikini bottoms, tied at the sides, she reached for the cords, paused and looked at me.

"You don't mind do you?" 

"Not at all" I replied truthfully. She undid the cords and whipped of the tiny costume to reveal a completely shaved pussy mound and an all over tan, she placed them in her bag and sat down next to me, popped her glasses back on then lay down. I pulled off my own shirt to expose my breasts and undoing the buttons on my denim shorts slid them off whilst still sat down. I lay back, now just wearing my panties, no less covered than when I wore my G-string I suppose, but they were very sheer and being very soft material tended to disappear between my pussy lips. While Dave was looking away I glanced down to check, the outline of my pussy was clearly defined. I watched Dave from behind my sunglasses, he wouldn't be able to tell if my eyes were open or not. His physique wasn't a patch on Gregg's, but I was still inquisitive as to what he looked like naked. He pulled off his shirt and threw it onto the towel, he was probably in better condition than I'd first thought, he was big but solid not fleshy, probably had a very good shape a few years back. He glanced towards me as he fingered the cord on his shorts, he was also wearing glasses so I couldn't really determine if he was staring directly at me or not. I didn't move my head, as he appeared to look me up and down, probably checking out my barely covered pussy. He had a smile on his face as he undid the cord and slowly eased his shorts down, all the time looking me up and down. Surely he couldn't tell I was staring back, if he could he didn't care as he slowly and seemingly deliberately exposed more and more of his cock until it finally popped into view, before letting his shorts fall to the floor. He picked them up and put them along with his shirt into Marie's bag allowing me a good look. His cock was quite large, circumcised, neatly trimmed and tanned. He rummaged around in the bag and produced a bottle of oil, before standing back up in the same spot. He spent a couple of minutes applying the oil to his upper torso.

"What are you doing that for" Marie asked "We put it on before we came out"

"I know" he replied with a mischievous grin "but I think I missed a few bits" he then started to rub the oil into his cock, "trouble is, I don't think I've brought a big enough bottle."

"You wish, it shouldn't need more than a cap full" she replied before turning over onto her stomach and saying to me.

"Men, if only their cocks were as big as their ego's" I laughed at that.

"Marie?"

"What now?" she replied

"Can you give me a hand, I don't think I can reach all the way to the end."

We both burst out laughing.

"You're not offended are you?" she asked me.

"Not at all" I replied, "makes me laugh."

"I think I'll go for a dip" Dave told us "bit of a walk, perhaps, while you two chat."

"Check out naked babes, you mean" replied Marie "You've just spent five minutes rubbing oil on your bits, now your going to wash it all off"

"I know, when I come back its going to need to be done all over again" he replied with a real dirty grin "so I'll be looking for volunteers," with the emphasis on the plural.

"I'm sure we'll be trampled in the rush" she replied sarcastically "then followed up with "tell you what big boy, bring us an ice cream back and we will see what we can do." 

"Brilliant" he replied, then scooping his shorts up into his hand "see you later" he set off.

"Hey" I said to her "what's with the "we," questioning her own emphasis on the plural.

"Don't worry, where is he going to find ice cream on a nudist beach"

I had a little bit more confidence in Dave's determination than she appeared to have.

"Any way" she turned towards me "would you mind?"

I didn't expect that, I looked at her.

"Wouldn't you?" 

She shrugged, 

"We saw you last night" 

"What do you mean" my heart rate must have shot up.

"By the pool"

"Christ, what did you see?"

"When we were on our way back to the room last night, we could hear noises at the pool, so nipped up to have a look hoping it was kids skinny dipping."

"Hoping?"

"Yea, its not just Dave that likes looking at naked bodies you know, why do you think we come down here, we nearly always end up having sex in one form or another, even if its only a sneaky fumble."

I was surprised at how forward she was, I realised that they must have seen what I'd done.

"What did you see?" I urged. I was intrigued by the thought of us being watched, particularly as it seems they had enjoyed it. It was now obvious that Dave's behaviour and overtly risqué comments had a direct relation to what they had seen.

"We couldn't see too much as you were in the water, at first we thought it was just you and Greg, so Dave was dying to see if you would let us join you, then we noticed that young fit bloke, staying near us, in the water as well, so decided to wait a while.

"Why?" I asked, we wouldn't have minded"

"I think we thought, we would have been intruding, especially when you and that young bloke were on your own, Greg got out and walked right past us."

"My god, what did you think might happen."

She didn't say anything, just raised her eyebrows at me. I must have turned bright red at that.

"You must think I'm a real slut, I've never done anything like that before."

She reached across and touched my arm reassuringly.

"Hey, don't worry, I must admit I was a little concerned about Greg, but when we saw him return with the towels and do nothing to stop you, we realised that he was into it as well."

"Why, what did he do?"

"You mean you don't know?"

"That's what the fight was about, he pushed me to do it, not that I needed much pushing when it came to it, I suspect he got off on it, then he changed his mind."

"Too right he got off on it, I think we all did."

"What do you mean?"

"We were only about five yards away, from Greg and around fifteen yards away from you, behind that trellis at the side of the pool area. If Greg would have looked our way he would have seen us, he was way too preoccupied."

"Go on" I urged.

"While Dave was watching you, I watched Greg" she paused a little, lowering her voice as if someone was listening "He was wearing a towel, which did very little to hide his hard on."

"What did he do?" I whispered back, I had a good idea, but listening to someone else tell me about it was very erotic.

"He had a quick look round, towards the steps behind him, then pulled back his towel, I know it's your husband we are talking about, but he has a gorgeous body. You don't mind me saying that do you?"

"Not at all" I replied truthfully, she was right and I was getting very turned on picturing it right now.

"What did he do?" she knew I was turned on. I'm sure.

"He started to stroke himself, his cock is gorgeous too, you're very lucky."

"Hey, you don't seem to be too unlucky yourself in that department, I know Dave was joking, but there doesn't seem to be too much wrong with his equipment."

"Don't tell him that, he'll be waving it about even more than he does now."

We both laughed at that.

"Seriously though, did you not think I was behaving like a complete slut?"

"God no" she replied "Dave and I often fantasize about stuff like that, I know he would like to take it further"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, we've played sexy card games with a couple that we know, nothing too heavy but we all ended up naked" she paused.

"Go on" I urged.

"Well the second and last time we played, it was girls against boys, we'd had an absolute load of drink and Dave came up with the idea that the losing team performed oral sex on your partner, we where all so pissed that we agreed and naturally, they cheated and we lost.

"What did you do" I was hanging on her every word.

"Well both blokes sat on the couch side by side and I knelt between Dave's legs, by then I was really up for it, we all were apart from my friend Kim"

"Why, what happened"

"She had drunk too much, passed out on the floor, so obviously I thought that was it, I could whip Dave off to bed for a session."

"And"

"Well, Dave says that he reckoned it wasn't fair on Kim's husband and that we should at least let him watch us, I thought he was joking at first so I decided to call his bluff and started to stroke his cock in front of Mick, expecting him to stop me"

"Did he?"

"Nope, I don't think Mick knew what to do, so he just sat right next to Dave and watched, I was totally aroused by it."

"What happened?"

"Nothing more really."

I gave her a disbelieving look.

"Ok" she continued, "Mick was touching his cock, but he wasn't hard like Dave, probably a bit nervous, so I started to stroke his thigh, like you where doing last night."

"What about Dave?"

"What about him? He'd started it, and I was that turned on by now, I didn't care"

"Go on"

"I teased him for ages, stroking his thigh higher and higher, just missing his cock"

"Did you touch it?" I was definitely turned on and was pushing my hand against my panties. She nodded at me.

"I wrapped my hand round it, god I felt sexy, a cock in both hands and Mick's was even bigger than Dave's"

"Is Dave's cock big" I asked.

"I think so, depends what you are used to I suppose, anyway you've seen it."

"Not hard I haven't."

"Well, you'll have to ask him when he comes back, I'm sure he won't mind"

"I'm sure he won't" I replied, "I might though" I couldn't tell if she was joking or not, but wasn't going to be drawn "Anyway you haven't finished" I was really into this now "did you make them both come? Tell me everything."

"I kissed Dave's cock, whilst Mick watched."

"Did Mick touch you?"

"Not at first, but after a while, he started to stroke my shoulder, he was very gentle, it was nice."

"Was Dave bothered?"

"Not a bit, he even stood up and moved away, made some excuse about getting a drink. He told me later that he wanted to watch me, to see how far I would go"

"And how far did you go?"

"Look, are you sure about this? I've never told anyone before, it's a little embarrassing talking about it."

"What, more embarrassing than knowing you and your horny husband actually watching me play with a strange mans dick in front of my husband last night."

"Good point."

"Carry on then." 

"Ok" she paused a little, then continued "I moved between Mick's legs and put both hands around his cock, I've got to be honest it was difficult getting my hand around it"

"What did it feel like?"

"Like a cock only bigger" she joked.

"Alright, I guessed that, I mean what did you feel like."

"It was unbelievably sexy, I was so turned on"

"That's how I felt last night at the pool, what did you do next?"

"I licked the tip with the end of my tongue"

"Did you blow him?"

"Yes, it seemed the natural thing to do, I was hugely turned on and Dave obviously didn't mind."

"Why what did he do?"

"I felt him behind me, rubbing his cock against my bottom, I was so wet that he just put it straight in, I wanted him to fuck me hard"

"And did he?"

"Oh yes" she repeated "

"What about Mick" 

""What about him?"

"Did you fuck him?" she shook her head.

"God, No"

"Did you want to?" she paused then nodded

"I think so"

"Why didn't you?" 

She shrugged her shoulders.

"They both came, I could feel Mick building up to it and I wanted to watch him come, I pulled him out of my mouth and watched him spurt all over his chest and stomach"

"Did you come?"

"Have you ever had a multiple orgasm?" she asked, I nodded.

"Lucky girl" she said "Often?" I nodded again, she raised her eyebrows.

"Well, I had my first, fortunately Dave lasted just long enough, as he came, I must have come five times one after the other. After that I couldn't have fucked Brad Pitt let alone anyone else" she paused again "Even if I wanted to, which I'm not really too sure about, after all, it was my friends husband, way too close to home" I nodded in agreement wondering if there was a subtle hint, perhaps even a come on, hidden within her comments.

"Have you ever done it again?"

"No, we've seen each other, but I think we where all a bit embarrassed about it, so its never been mentioned, I don't think Mick said anything about it to Kim, so it was never really on the cards"

I started to feel a little embarrassed myself, wondering what Marie's soon to be returning husband had actually seen.

"You haven't finished last nights story," I urged

"Not much else to tell, we both watched you make that young blokes night, while I watched your husband come all over the floor tiles, before covering himself back up"

I was annoyed "Why did he give me such a hard time over it then?"

"Probably guilty, he was obviously turned on by what happened, but can't get his head round it, would you do it again?"

"Not if it caused any trouble, my marriage is too important"

"What if he didn't know about it?"

"I don't want to do that, that would really feel like cheating"

"I bet he would if he thought he could get away with it"

"I don't think so, we have a great sex life, I would do pretty much anything he asked, neither of us needs anyone else" I stopped abruptly, realising what I'd said.

"Then what was last night all about? Look its only a bit of fun, nobody is having an affair, you both need to stop beating yourselves up over it, its just sex"

She made it all sound so sensible and appealing, I just had to convince Greg.

"I think you should speak to Greg, you make it all seem so simple"

"I'll do better than that, go back and make up with him, then bring him down here this afternoon"

"What are you going to do?"

"Do you trust me?"

"Of course"

"Good, because I have no intentions of doing anything that would cause damage to your relationship, but if I'm right about Greg, and I don't see why not, then you both may have some fun and he would have to climb off that high horse he's sat on"

I was intrigued "What about Dave? He can't be around" I paused " would you tell him?"




First Holiday Ch. 02b



"Probably, but he wouldn't be too happy if he thought he was missing out, would you help me out first"

"Of course, how?" I answered without thinking.

"Oh, you'll see, just follow my lead"

I wondered with a bit of trepidation what she had in mind.

I settled back to get a bit of sun, before realising that I didn't have any sun screen on, I asked Marie and she produced a couple of bottles from her bag, I picked out a factor fifteen and started to cover my front. 

"Take those off" she gestured towards my knickers "they don't exactly hide a lot do they and it's a lot nicer being naked, who wants white bits"

I had to agree; I lifted my bottom up and slid them off, putting them in my bag.

"Make sure you use extra there," pointing towards the narrow white strip, either side of my pussy "you don't want a sunburned kitty, spoiling all your holiday fun"

I agreed with her, laughing at the comment, she watched me as I rubbed myself with the sun cream, careful not to spend too much time there as I don't think it would have taken to much stroking to get me off. After finishing my front she asked me if I would like her to do my back, I passed her the bottle.

"Yes please"

"Turn round" she ordered.

I knelt up with my back to her and she proceeded to gently rub cream into my back and shoulders. I don't think there was any sexual intent, but given the nature of our conversation and my aroused state, I think any contact would have felt mildly sexual. If Greg had have been there I would have fucked him regardless of who was watching. I had my eyes closed, as she worked down my back and brushed between the cheeks of my bottom, I groaned softly.

"Now there's a sight for any red blooded males sore eyes, two gorgeous women rubbing sun cream on each others naked bodies" I recognised Dave's voice and opened my eyes to see him stood to my left, he was wearing his shorts and carrying two dripping ice creams. Marie patted my bottom.

"Done" she said. It was Dave's turn to groan.

"You don't have to stop for me, I'll just stand back and keep quiet" 

He was incorrigible and persistent.

"You should be so lucky" Marie replied "managed to find the ice cream I see"

"Did you doubt me?"

"No, I suppose not, surprising how resourceful you can be if you think there's something in it for you, we should have asked you to perform an impossible task, like clean the apartment for example"

There was that "we" word again.

"You say some very hurtful things," he said with a pained expression, as he passed us the ice cream "as though I need any incentive to do a favour for my loved one"

"That's ok then" she replied sitting back.

"However" he said whilst sliding his shorts off to reveal a slightly stiffened cock "a deals a deal, I'll just wash the sand off while you finish, ta ta"

He turned and waded naked into the water, I was a bit uneasy now and said as much to Marie.

"Don't give me that, I saw you last night remember, that wasn't just for Greg's benefit, I bet you loved it"

"This is different"

"I don't see how, look do you want to get your own back, whether you like it or not your husband has been a total shit over this, you have no reason to feel guilty about anything. Just watch, if you feel like touching I won't mind and if not that's ok to" 

She was right I was being irrational and I really would like to put Greg in his place "Ok, your right" besides, I thought, it wouldn't hurt to watch and it might be fun.

Dave returned dripping wet, I lay back with my legs slightly open.

"Pass me the towel love," he asked Marie. Instead of throwing it to him she stood up with it.

"Come here" she said and started to wipe down his chest and most of his front, kneeling to wipe his legs, funnily enough missing his cock.

"I'll bring ice cream more often if this is the response" he quipped "although you've missed a bit"

"Don't worry, I'll get around to that"

She walked behind him to towel his back and legs, I watched avidly as she knelt down to wipe his legs and ass and then reached round to dry off his cock. Obviously, by doing it this way it enabled me to watch as she massaged it dry, even putting her hand between his legs to wipe his balls. His cock was now semi hard and he groaned as she stroked it, all the time he watched me watching them. She stopped and lay the towel down on the sand before lying on it; she then patted her own towel, which was now between us.

"Come on then, big boy, lie down" he sat down on the towel between us

"On your front" she ordered, he turned over as she took out the bottle, I just turned on my side to watch from behind my dark glasses, whilst pretending to read Marie's magazine. 

"I thought I was going to get double attention," he cheekily suggested.

"Now, now" Marie chided him "I think that's more than you could take, wouldn't want to give you any ideas"

"It's a risk I'm prepared to take" he replied, "last time I bring two ice creams back," he continued with a feigned look of mock indignation.

What the hell I thought "go on then, you did bring me ice cream I suppose" I knelt up at his side, Marie and I where facing each other, she was smiling at me.

"Good girl, I don't see why I should have to endure this by myself" still making a joke of it.

"Don't give me that, I bet you've both been waiting for me to get back"

"Cheeky boy" she laughed and smacked his bottom gently.

She squeezed cream into her hands and onto his back before passing me the bottle; I did the same onto his shoulders. We both spent a couple of minutes on his upper body before Marie moved down to cover his bottom and legs. We were spending way more time on it than needed, Marie was teasing him unmercifully, massaging his bottom and in between the cheeks. I had to admit it was nice, even though I stayed around his upper torso; I was enjoying the situation, conscious that he was going to have to turn over and wondering what I was to do.

Marie was obviously less concerned "come on big boy, on your back" she smacked his bottom again.

"That was very nice," he said as he turned over onto his back unashamedly revealing a semi erect cock.

"My, my, looks like you really enjoyed it" Marie said lightly running her finger along the length of his cock. She took up the bottle and looked at me.

"Hold out your hands" she was trying to make my mind up for me. Dave remained silent for the first time, he was looking at me, probably realising that one of his flippant remarks may have spoiled the moment. I held out my hands, palms up as she poured sun cream onto them. I smoothed it onto my hand then applied them to Dave's chest, making slow circles.

"I'll do the bottom half" she said and proceeded to apply cream to his legs, started at the bottom and working up. I carried on smoothing cream over his chest and down to his stomach; his arms were by his side, with his right hand resting against my left leg. While Marie massaged his thighs I knelt up a little to rub further down, I was now rubbing both my hands either side of his cock, which by now seemed to be fully erect.

"Looks like you need a bit more there" she said as she picked up the bottle and squirted cream around the area I had just been rubbing, she also applied a generous amount to his cock.

"Can't miss that bit can we, that's definitely one place not to get sun burned"

I returned to the area either side of his cock and Marie made no effort to move up, I massaged closer and closer, he even parted his legs slightly allowing me to rub down between his thighs. My hands brushed against Marie's fingers and we looked up at each other, she smiled and winked at me. I was also now conscious that Dave's fingers were ever so slightly stroking my left thigh, just above my knee. His eyes were closed and his cock was so hard by now that he was making it twitch. I was beginning to feel the way I did the previous evening and my heart was pounding loudly. I had a quick look round, feeling suddenly aware that we were on a public beach, no one was around.

"Don't worry its very private here," Marie whispered to me. "Nobody can see us."

I looked at her and she smiled at me again, then glancing at his cock I rested the palm of my hand against it, it felt rock hard. Dave sighed and lifted his hips slightly, pushing up against my hand as I rubbed the cream onto his cock. Marie leaned forward to kiss him, first gently then passionately, their tongues intertwined. I could hear her whispering to him softly, asking him if it was nice and was he enjoying it. His response was definitely very positive, his cock twitched again and his hand moved further up my thigh. He was now gently brushing his fingers up against the front of my pussy, not giving any relief just stroking the few pubic hairs that I had left. He was still testing, not pushing too far too fast, which was good as I had had no intention of letting touch me there. However, that was before, I was now so close to boiling point that if I didn't get some relief I would wind up doing it myself anyway.

I moved forward a little to get a better position, opening my legs wider in the process; this was the encouragement he needed. The position was a little awkward, however he still managed to press his thumb against my pussy, with the top of his thumb against my clit. I pushed against his hand, rocking slowly in an effort to get release. I wrapped my hand around his cock and using the cream, started to masturbate him slowly. I used both hands on his cock, sliding my left hand up and down and using the fingers of my left to stroke the underside of the head. His body tensed, I new I'd hit the spot so carried on stroking; I loved doing this to Greg. His thumb pushed against the opening to my pussy, so widened my legs still further to let it slip inside. It was almost the relief I needed, I pressed against his hand until he was all the way in, he then moved it in and out slowly before picking up the pace a little. Marie stopped kissing him and watched us for a while before realising that Dave might be close to coming, she leaned in to use her tongue on the tip of his cock. This was enough to do the trick, his body tensed and he gripped me harder as Marie put her mouth over the head of his cock. I carried on masturbating him with my left hand and moved my right to squeeze his balls gently. I could feel him come into his wife's mouth, she never flinched, it was such an erotic thing to be involved with I came myself on Dave's hand, my body shuddering I gasped and came quite hard, fortunately just before he did. 

I didn't know what to say, Dave lay there breathing heavily, looking at us both in turn. Marie leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek, whispering softly.

"That was fantastic, are you ok?," I nodded.

"Did you enjoy it?" she asked, I had enjoyed it, more than I thought I would, however I felt very guilty and a little uncomfortable. Dave sat up and kissed me on the cheek.

"That was fantastic" he told me, I smiled weakly, not knowing what to say.

"Go and cool yourself off and don't rush" Marie ordered.

"Yes ma'am" he kissed her and set off for the sea.

"I shouldn't have done that," I said.

"Nonsense, you forget, I was there too, you loved it"

"Hardly the point really" I replied "I've cheated on Greg"

"I suppose you have" she agreed, "will you tell him?"

I shook my head.

"I think you should"

"Why?"

"I think he will get off on it" I shook my head again.

"What if he did it as well?"

"He wouldn't"

"Bring him down here and we'll see"

"Why, what will you do?"

"Just bring him and leave us on our own for a bit, I'll get rid of Dave"

"Why are you doing this? What do you get out of it" I was a little suspicious of her motives and acted a little too defensively. She looked at me with what seemed to be a genuinely hurt look.

"I'm not after running off with your husband if that's what you think, I love my husband as much as you love yours"

"I know, I'm sorry" I was a little embarrassed

"Have you enjoyed doing all this?" she continued, I nodded "did you like stroking two men other than your husband, until they came?" I nodded again "Would you like to do it again? I paused a little before nodding again.

"Well so would I, I would like to make Greg come while you watch and if I'm honest, I'd love him to stick that big gorgeous cock in me while Dave watched and I'm pretty sure Dave would love to watch him do it. And I'm definitely sure Dave would love to put his big gorgeous cock into you"

My eyes widened in genuine shock at these last statements

"What!" she exclaimed with a grin "don't give me that, you're just as big a slut as me, you just don't realise it yet" I had to laugh at that, I also had to grudgingly agree, though I wasn't ready to admit it to her yet.

"Greg will never go for it, even if I wanted to, which I'm not as convinced about as you seem to be"

"Leave that to me, bring him here later and we'll see"

"Ok, but it won't work, he won't do anything behind my back and I can't tell him he has my permission without telling him about what just happened in case he goes berserk. I wondered what I was getting us into, but I was so excited by it all, that I was prepared to give it a try; also, apart from getting a charge from watching anything develop, I would love to take him down a peg or two.

Read his version to see if anything happened!!



First Holiday Ch. 03



 Chapter 3: Will she finally go all the way?

All my stories are based loosely on our real life events and revolve around those first time feelings.

If this chapter is well received, then I might write some more.

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After Dave and Marie had left our apartment, we sat and talked to each other about the events of the last 24 hours, trying to be as open as possible. Anne also related to me her experience at the beach earlier in the afternoon. She told me how, with Marie's encouragement, she had massaged sun cream onto Dave's cock and how between them they had continued on until he came in Marie's mouth. I wasn't happy about it one bit, but didn't want to argue any more, I accepted her explanation of how she did it partly in anger and frustration at the way I'd behaved and partly because of Marie's plan to catch me out. I also had to accept that Marie had been at least partly correct in her assumptions about me. In a mad moment, I had got carried away and when it came to the decisive moment, I had failed their little test and allowed Marie to perform a similar act on me, even if there was an element of entrapment. We both promised not to do anything like this again behind the others back, we also promised to be more open with each other about how we felt and what we wanted.

There seemed to be little disagreement, even though I had been a little more uncomfortable than Anne, there was no doubt that the experience generally had been extremely erotic. I think I was beginning to get my head round it, accepting that it was only sex and neither of us had any intention of starting an affair, in fact after this holiday it was unlikely that our paths would ever cross again. 

Before they'd left that afternoon Anne had arranged with Marie for us all to meet up this evening, this surprised me a little as I thought it was a little too soon and would have preferred only each others company and evidently I had mistakenly believed that she would have felt the same.

"Marie asked me if we fancied meeting for a drink, I wasn't sure what you would say but I didn't want her to think that you and I might be having any problems, we aren't are we?"

I hugged her "Of course not."

She looked at me as we hugged

"She did only mention a drink, I don't think there was any other intentions," she reminded me 

"Despite anything that may have happened I enjoy their company, particularly Marie's and to be fair they're going home in a few days, we've got another week to ourselves."

True enough, today was Saturday they where going home on the following Tuesday, I suppose I was probably still feeling a little insecure.

"You're right," I stated, she was right, as usual.

However a couple of hours later as I lay on the bed watching her get ready I was getting the uneasy impression that even if she wasn't actually wishing any sort of sexual contact, she definitely wasn't trying to dissuade any special attention. She put on her flimsiest summer dress, a simple design, either pulled over the head or stepped into, no buttons or zips and ideal for travelling, as it looked great straight out of the case. Plain looking on the hanger but quite sheer and the material was very soft and clingy, not for a woman with any unsightly bulges and back home, she would always wear a slip beneath it. She turned around in front of the full-length mirror, checking herself out. In the half-light it looked fairly modest, bare shoulders but it dropped down to at least mid thigh so not too revealing, however when the light shone onto it was virtually transparent and she knew it. The soft curve of her breasts and the outline of her nipples were clearly visible, I knew she was wearing a pair of tiny string panties because I had watched her put them on and the combination of the fine string nestled between the cheeks of her bottom and the sheer material meant that she appeared naked underneath. In fact, she has a small tattoo of a dolphin on her right cheek and in the light; I could just about make it out. 

"Can you see my knickers?"

"You may as well not be wearing any, even if I could see them, which I can't, they're so tiny as to not be noticed."

"Should I take them off?" she teased.

"Up to you, surprise me."

"Ok" she replied with a huge grin she disappeared into the bedroom for a few moments.

"Have you taken them off?" there was no way she would go out for the night in that particular dress without panties, she was just teasing.

"Can you tell?" she asked on her return. I could not but I knew however, even just the thought of it was making me hard again. I tried to lift up the back of her dress for a sneaky look, but slapped my hand away firmly.

"Ah ah, no peeking" she chided "you're going to have to wait and see."

I pulled her onto my cock, which by now was bulging, in the front of my jeans; she pushed against me for a second before pushing me away.

"Come on, or we will end up staying in." I feigned disappointment with a fake moan and followed her out of the villa 

Recent events had really made her blossom sexually, I decided to it was best to try to be cool about it, take Marie's advice and endeavour to enjoy it. 

They were already at the poolside bar when we arrived, perched on two stools; we greeted them and Dave ordered some drinks. Marie looked a knockout, in a light white cotton dress that was shorter than Anne's was. Unlike Anne, she was wearing a bra, the whiteness of the dress showed off her tan and it was low cut, showing a generous amount of cleavage. Dave turned to give us a beer each; he shook my hand then gave Anne a peck on the cheek.

"You look fantastic," he looked down at her "that is a very sexy dress."

"Easy tiger, not too keen you'll scare her off." admonished his wife.

She pecked him back, clearly flattered.

"Leave him alone, obviously a man with taste."

I leant in to kiss Marie.

"So do you, gorgeous tan" she smiled at me, a little twinkle in her eye.

"I know and it's all over too, but you already know that."

This sort of set the tone for the evening, we chatted and drank for a while before moving on and doing the same in a couple of other bars. Apart from the occasional bit of sexual innuendo or the odd saucy story, it was like any other night out with friends, until the drink began to affect us a little more. We decided to return to the pool side bar around two in the morning for a night cap, Anne is not a great drinker, so has to pace herself, tonight she was a little worse for wear, as was Marie. Not drunk, but very cheerful, I was not too bad and neither was Dave, but he used the atmosphere to push the boundaries of the conversation and it was not long before sex was the primary topic. We sat at a table at far corner of the terrace, on the edge of the lit area, there were a few other people there and it was quiet, but I thought it was still best to sit out of the way because of the increasingly sexual content of the conversation

Anne waved her empty glass in front of her. "Come on whose turn is it." I had just been so it was Dave's turn. He shook his head "when do you two get a turn?" He asked. 

She laughed.

"I'll tell you what, if you can guess what colour underwear I'm wearing, we'll get the next two rounds in, if not you get them in."

"What's this "we," he gets a look at your knickers and I probably get to buy the drinks." I reminded her.

"Seems fair to me, but I'll need proof" he insisted.

She nodded in agreement. 

"It will be worth it for flash, but I expect you to stand up here at the table and give me a good look at the knickers in question." she nodded again.

After much deliberation he said "They can only be white, under that flimsy dress, yes a white thong."

"Wrong" she said.

"Stand up and prove it then." She stood up, teasingly raised her dress a little before reaching in her purse and producing her lacy thong, she held them up for him to see.

"See have a good look, they are white, but I'm not wearing them."

"Get to the bar loser," ordered his wife. 

He laughed and shrugged his shoulders.

"But how do I know, they might be a spare pair" he banged his hand on the table "I demand proof."

"It's a fair point," Marie concurred. I was a little intrigued myself, still surprised that she would have spent the evening panty less, unless she had removed them earlier in the evening. 

"You can't exactly flash in the bar," I suggested, " The waiter's been watching you two all night as it is."

"Cheaper than giving him a tip though," she replied.

"I'm prepared to accept the results of a physical examination, as long as I do the examining," Dave helpfully suggested.

"Seems fair," agreed Anne to a slightly shocked audience, she moved round the table and stood with her back to Dave and facing towards me, with her arms by her side, Marie moved to sit beside me to block the waiters view and get a better view of her own, I suppose. 

Anne was still standing, swaying a little with the alcohol; Dave reached down to the hem of her dress with both hands and very sexily raised it to the top of her thighs. She giggled, grabbing his hands to stop it going any higher. 

"Naughty!"

"Sorry," he pulled it back down smoothing it back down with an exaggerated motion, sliding his hands over her bottom and thighs.

"I can't feel anything, but I'm still not sure."

"Well you have to be sure," she insisted, I couldn't believe the way she was, she had always been pretty open and adventurous but this holiday she was a different woman. She was making me horny and jealous all at the same time, I didn't like the jealous feelings but as Marie squeezed the top of my thigh under the table, I had to agree that there where definite advantages with my wife's new side. Dave's hands slid under the hem of the dress, even in the dim light you could clearly see his hands slide over her bare flesh all the way up to the top of her thighs. His hands then disappeared behind, obviously onto Anne's bare bottom before reappearing at the front of her thighs.

"Still not sure, need another minute or three," he was not for letting up and she was not for stopping him it seemed. His right hand disappeared onto Anne's bottom again; I could see his hand slide between her thighs up towards her pussy. She gasped as he obviously reached his intended target, I could just make out the back of his hand as he rubbed against her. Marie was now lightly wafting her fingers across my bulging cock, not much relief through jeans, she squeezed me gently. Anne's breathing indicated her increased level of arousal; if he carried on, she would climax right there in the bar. He pulled his hands out probably for the best considering where we were.

"Yep, definitely no knickers."

She smoothed her dress down, composed herself as Marie moved back to her seat and she sat back next to me. She leaned in to kiss me and squeezed my leg.

"Ok?" I smiled and nodded.

"Did you enjoy that?" I asked her

"He only had a bit of a feel, you don't mind do you?"

I looked at her with raised brow

"You were so into it, I could tell and I suppose I'm beginning to mind a little less."

She leaned in close, with her hand on my still erect cock she whispered in my ear.

"I can tell," she gave me a little squeeze then she nibbled my ear and said softly "He put his thumb inside me, I nearly came," she squeezed me harder "does that turn you on?"

I suppose it did, I nodded; she pulled away from me still with her hand on my cock.

"I think it's your round," she said to Dave.

"It's a bit dead in here, fancy a drink up at ours? We've loads of stuff," suggested Marie.

Anne looked at me, I shrugged my shoulders, wondering where this was going to lead, she took this as an agreement from me and turned back to them.

"Fine, sounds like a good idea to us."

We nodded in agreement, finished the remnants of our drinks and followed them upstairs. Once inside, Dave put some music on then went to the fridge, both girls danced drunkenly, the alcohol had affected them both, I pulled Anne in towards me, Dave put the drinks down and did the same to Marie. I watched him kiss his wife on the lips; he also reached round to squeeze her ass as they danced, I did the same. Dave went further, he inched up the back of her dress to expose her pantie clad bottom while they danced, he knew I was watching as he slid his hand into the back of her knickers. If she knew how much she was exposing, then she did not seem to mind or more likely past caring. As the music stopped, Marie pulled away to change the CD; we took this opportunity to sit down. 

Their place was a little larger than ours, particularly the lounge area, where there were two couches facing each other, separated by a low coffee table. Anne and I sat together on one while Dave sat opposite; to be exact he sat opposite Anne, obviously still aware that she was without underwear, Marie put two bottles of wine on the table and sat beside Dave. She sighed loudly as she sat down.

"I'm too knackered to dance," she told us.

"Too drunk more like," replied her husband.

There was a pack of cards on the table, I reached forward to pick them up, they had pornographic images on the back, I had a quick flit through, and Anne was also keen to look. They were graphic, showing lots of full sex in various positions.

"We bought those in a shop near the beach, couldn't resist," Dave informed us "they're our strip poker cards."

"Oh, play often then?" asked Anne

"Actually, no, but we're prepared to give it a go, just to be sociable."

"I'm game, if everyone else is," offered my increasingly surprising wife.

"You sure, from what I can see, you only need to lose one hand," offered Marie.

"She's got shoes on," said Dave "that's at least three goes, tell you what, what about truth or dare, that should stretch it out a bit."

"I'm game, how do you play?" I turned to her, concerned now that the alcohol might make her do or say something that she may later regret

"Are you sure? You know what your like if someone dares you, particularly when you've had a drink."

"What's the matter, its only a bit of fun, besides, we've all seen each other anyway."

"Both men take your shoes off" Marie ordered us "they don't count, that should even things up a little."

We agreed and removed them, neither of us had socks on. 

"You as well," Dave said to Marie "you're wearing underwear, that will leave us all with three items of clothing," she slipped them off.

"Ok," said Dave "we take it in turns to deal single cards, face up, the one with the lowest card either removes an item of clothing or has to do a dare or answer a question from the player with the highest card."

We all agreed and Dave dealt the first hand, Anne lost straight away and removed a shoe. Then me, I removed my shirt, it was all fairly casual and we continued to chat and drink as we played. Dave lost his shirt and Anne lost her other shoe before Marie lost a hand, no one had opted for a truth or dare. I know we had all seen each other and even played around a little, but the atmosphere was beginning to feel a little tenser. I wondered just how far Anne was prepared to go, I was fairly sure about how far Dave wanted to go, I didn't mind a little stripping and touching, but was not sure if I could handle anything else. Anne was behaving very brave due to the drink and I think was trying to shock me a little, probably expecting me to stop it before it went too far. Marie lost the next hand to me; she stood up with her hands on her hips, before reaching inside her dress and removing her bra, I sighed in mock disappointment, she just smiled. Dave and I both lost our jeans in the next two hands; the girls were looking decidedly overdressed now.

We took a moment to charge our glasses while Dave was in the kitchen; Anne leaned in to kiss me "Are you ok? She whispered," I shrugged my shoulders, she smiled and kissed me again, this time she squeezed my semi hard cock through my boxers "Seems all right to me."

"Now, now you two, lets not get carried away," Marie admonished us playfully.

"Why, would you like a go?" 

Marie smiled at me sexily.

"I'd love a go, perhaps later."

"Go of what?" asked Dave returning to the table.

"Never you mind," she replied, Dave picked up the cards.

"My deal I think," Anne lost to Dave; she only had one item of clothing left.

"What's it going to be?" he asked, undressing her with his eyes already.

"Truth!" she exclaimed.

"Right," said Dave, obviously disappointed, he thought for a moment then smiled sadistically.

"Have you ever had sexual contact with another woman?"

"Christ!" I exclaimed, "straight in at the deep end there."

"Only if it's true, is it?"

It was something that Anne had only ever discussed with me and I have written about it previously in this forum. I looked at her; she looked at Dave and said.

"Yes, once, when I was eighteen."

"Tell us about it" asked Dave, I jumped in.

"I thought it was only one question at a time."

"I don't mind," said Anne.

She told them briefly about being seduced by an older, attractive woman at a party, about her having her pussy shaved before having oral sex performed on her. This is explained fully in one of our previous stories, it is very sexy and I have heard it many times, it always gets me hard, tonight was no exception.

"Did you do it back to her?" This was Marie now; she was sat on the edge of the couch, obviously very interested.

"No, I used a small vibrator on her."

"Did you like kissing her?" Marie again.

"Yes, it was very sensual, she was very feminine and attractive."

There was a pause in the conversation. Dave filled it.

"Right, your deal Greg." I dealt Marie a losing hand; she stood up again, reached under her dress and slid of her panties, both girls were now naked under their dresses. I looked at Marie, she winked at me whilst crossing her legs giving me a brief glimpse of her pussy, I had seen her naked before, but this was far sexier. Marie dealt the next hand and Dave lost, he stood up and whipped his boxers off without a care, revealing a semi hard cock, both girls cheered as he bowed slightly then sat back down. Dave dealt the next, I lost, so I stood up and played up to the girls as they clapped and cheered, by posing and sliding my boxers up an down before removing them, exposing my own semi stiff cock also to rapturous applause, then sitting back down. Marie lost the next hand; she did a very sexy strip, to the music. With her back to us she lifted the back of her dress to expose the cheeks of her bottom then slid her arms out of the straps to let it fall to the floor. She turned round with one hand across her breasts and one over her pussy, staring at me she finished by raising both of her arms over her head to expose herself fully. Dave picked up the cards to deal again, it was Anne's turn but I think the alcohol had numbed her senses slightly. He winked at me before dealing Anne a two of the bottom of the pack, she obviously lost.

She stood up and swayed slightly, giggling. 

"God, I think I might need a bit of help," Dave jumped to his feet in a flash.

"No problem, anything for a friend," he generously offered.

"Go on then, kind sir," she responded with a cheeky smile, she stood with her arms by her side, making no attempt to remove it herself.

I moved to the end of the sofa and turned to watch, trying to look cool and relaxed as Dave stood facing Anne, his cock thick and semi erect.

"Does it go up or down?" Obviously referring to the dress.

"Either, you choose."

"Down, I think," as he reached up to the shoulder straps and lifted them off her shoulders, the dress clung to her breasts and would not fall unaided. Taking his time he pulled it slowly down, gradually exposing more of her breasts until the nipples appeared, I could see they where erect, my mouth was dry watching expose more of her body, taking every opportunity to slide his fingers against the skin. After revealing her midriff, he knelt down in front of her as the dress rested on her hips and bottom.




First Holiday Ch. 03



"I think I'll try a different technique" he slid his hands up her thighs and onto her bottom and pulled it down from the inside, obviously just to get a feel, she didn't object, smiling down at him. Her pussy came into view for the second time that evening as the dress finally fell to the floor, he looked at it for a second before standing up in front of her again, this time his cock was stood firmly to attention. He did not move as she sat down and picked the dress up, his cock was almost touching her face. I thought he was pushing it now and wanted to say something, she looked at it and said.

"Now big boy, watch where you're poking that thing, you could have someone's eye out." 

She then shocked me completely by leaning forward and planting a kiss on the end, before sitting back in the chair, he took the hint and sat down. There was a pause in the conversation, Marie was watching me, probably sensing my unease and waiting for a reaction, Dave was oblivious and used the lull as an excuse to nip to the toilet. 

"I'll just get another bottle of wine," Marie said before standing up and walking to the kitchen, leaving us on our own. 

"What the fuck was that?" I asked her, not happy at all.

"I'm sorry," she replied smiling, it was only a bit of fun, lighten up."

"Lighten up, you kissed his dick, why don't you just go ahead and fuck him and get it over with. I was over reacting, I was jealous, but I was also racked with guilt over how turned on I was by what was happening and I did not like the feeling.

She stopped smiling. "What if Marie did it to you?"

"Its not the same," I was digging myself a big hole, "I think we should call it a night before you go too far," I'd just jumped in it.

"You really should make your mind up, one minute you're all up for it and turned on next minute you've become this really childish shit, if you'd explain your feelings to me, then I'd understand, but don't throw blame in my direction then bark orders at me," she stood up, "I'll see if Marie needs a hand." She walked into the kitchen area, completely unembarrassed about her nudity. I was left sat on my own for a couple of minutes. She was right of course, but it was still new territory for both of us, I was worried about recriminations and regrets if things went too far.

All three returned together, Anne, instead of sitting back next to me, she sat opposite, Dave, with cock now back to normal proportions, sat at the side of her and Marie sat next to me, this did not help to ease my concerns.

Dave had a small box. 

"It's just an idea, we have this game that we have played together a couple of times." He lifted the lid, it contained dice and two sets of cards marked his and hers "you throw the dice and the lowest picks a card, or we could just take turns. It's the same as truth or dare but saves the problem of coming up with ideas. We understand if you don't fancy it, but if you don't want to do something on a card, pick another, most of them are quite tame anyway." 

Without looking at the game or me Anne said. 

"Go on then, I'm up for it." She poured herself another glass of wine, I picked up one of the cards marked Hers, it read. "Tell the other players about your first sexual experience," I felt pressured but it seemed fairly tame.

"Go on then," I reluctantly agreed. We decided to throw the dice for the first go then take turns after that. We threw the dice and I lost, I picked up a card, "sensuously kiss the nipples of another player of your choice for 30 secs." 

"Come on Marie, prepare to be kissed" I would have preferred to kiss Anne, but I was still annoyed at her for not sitting back next to me. I got on my knees in front of her, with my back to Dave and Anne and started to gently kiss her nipples occasionally nipping them between my teeth, while Dave counted the seconds. She obviously liked it as they slowly became hard and she put her hands behind my head to pull me in towards her. Dave counted thirty and I planted a kiss on both nipples to finish. 

"Oooh Anne, he's very good at that, can I borrow him again sometime" I was flattered, I was also nearly fully erect, something Anne could not fail to notice. One thing I noticed was that Dave was back at full mast again and Anne's hand was resting on his thigh, either watching us had got him going again or more likely Anne had been playing with his cock whilst my back was turned.

"Anytime" she replied, "especially as he seems to enjoy it so much." I sensed that this had got to her a bit; I felt more than a little satisfied. It was her turn, she picked up a card and read "Have you ever had sex with another woman and would you do it again."

"Well you all know the answer to that," she told us.

"Aah, but would you like to do it again" Dave jumped in; She paused, fidgeted a little.

"Yes, I suppose so, with the right woman" she looked at Marie and smiled playfully.

Dave picked his card up "instruct two women of your choice to have sex together" he waited for a reaction before saying "just joking, unless you fancy it".

"What does it really say"? Asked his wife

"Kiss the neck and shoulders of a player of your choice for 60 secs, come on Anne, stand up" they both stood, Anne facing us with Dave behind her. He started to nuzzle and kiss the back of her neck and down her left shoulder before working his way back up to her neck. This is a very sensitive spot for her and she loves it when I do it and judging by her reaction this was no exception, her eyes where closed and she made soft sighing noises. He had his hands round her waist and gently stroked her stomach while he kissed her neck, it looked very erotic, but it also seemed very intimate, especially as he moved his hands up to stroke her breasts and tease the nipples. Anne responded by reaching behind her, I could not see her hand but she was obviously stroking his cock as he nibbled her shoulder, my heart was in my mouth. I looked at my watch ready to call time, Marie, obviously to distract me, grabbed my watch arm and pulled it onto the top of her thigh. I looked at her.

"Shush" she mouthed almost silently, "lets watch for a bit longer"

Dave moved around to the side, still kissing her neck and squeezing her nipples in turn, we could see Anne's hand on his cock now. I wasn't sure how long had passed, but it seemed long enough for me, I called time

"That was very nice," she said, stating the obvious.

"Not too bad for me either" She giggled and looked down at his cock still in her hand "Did I do that?" she asked, obviously flattered, she was enjoying herself and it showed. He gave her a quick peck on the lips and they both sat down, she was a lot more comfortable than I was, Marie took her turn. 

"French kiss a player of your choice for 60 secs." I expected her to turn to me, but instead she asked us "Can I kiss Anne?" She looked at Anne, we both remained silent, I had to admit I would like to see this.

"I think that would be nice" Anne replied. Marie moved to sit next to Anne; Dave stayed on the couch but moved up to give them room. Marie leaned forward and their lips met, very gently, Marie reached up to put her left hand at the back of Anne's neck, pulling her in slightly. I watched as their mouths opened and their tongues met as Anne put her arms round Marie and pulled her back onto the couch. Marie moved her left hand down to touch Anne's right breast, stroking the nipple with her fingers, Anne responded by stroking Marie's left breast with her free right hand. I was totally turned on by it, my cock was painfully erect, glancing across I could see Dave was in the same state, he reached over and stroked his wives bottom as she stroked my wife's breasts. They must have kissed for a couple of minutes; I was not going to stop them. Marie pulled away, pecked Anne on the lips before standing up and sitting back next to me, Anne was flushed and I suspected extremely turned on. When she is like this she can get pretty wild, just enough alcohol to reduce any inhibitions she may harbour, we have very hot sessions, where she tells me her fantasies while we may love; I really wanted to fuck her now. She sat back up and collected herself together; it was my turn so I picked up a card. 

"You have a suspected groin strain, a player of your choice needs to examine you and recommend the correct treatment." I wanted Anne to do it so I told her. I leant back in the chair as Anne got up and knelt between my legs, she was getting into it.

"Now then lets have a look, what seems to be the matter?" she started to massage my thighs, pushing her hands to the tops of my legs, squeezing and kneading all around my cock, never actually touching it. My cock was so hard it twitched, small drops of pre-cum at the tip, she squeezed my balls, weighing them carefully, still not touching my cock.

"Yes I can see the problem, there is a large amount of swelling, I recommend a tongue massage, but I think I need my assistant to hold it for me." She looked at Marie, who did not hesitate, she reached across with her right hand and grabbed hold of the base of my cock firmly and held it up towards Anne's mouth. She squeezed my thighs as she proceeded to lick my cock all over, it was fantastic, two sexy turned on women, both attending to my very hard manhood, every mans dream. This went on for a minute or so before she kissed the end and pulled away before sitting back down as Marie released her grip.

"Do I get one of those" Dave asked.

"Depends what card you get," teased Anne.

I wondered if she meant it, not really thinking that she would go that far. It was her turn, she picked a card.

"Oh god, 

"What is it?" asked Marie.

"Do you ever have sexual dreams involving person or persons other than your partner, if so, have you ever climaxed during these dreams and when was the last time." She paused for a while, she told me that she dreams of us being watched by others, but not actually participating.

"Go on "urged Dave, spill the beans".

"Yes, I've dreamt about men and women and I often come."

"What!" I exclaimed, "That's not what you've told me."

"I know, I didn't want you getting jealous, ever wondered why I wake you in the middle of the night sometimes, just wanting to fuck your brains out?" she paused again "they usually don't have faces anyway, it could be anybody".

"What do you mean usually?"

"Well sometimes I know who it is"

The other two where listening intently to our spat.

"When was the last time?"

"Last night"

"Who was it?" I think I knew already.

"I went to sleep last night horny as hell, all I wanted was for you to make love to me"

"Go on, who was it"

"You know who"

"I thought so"

"I don't see what the problem is, it was only a dream and you where in it as well, anyway if its such a disturbing concept for you to grasp, why have you still got a raging hard on?"

I looked down, she was right.

"Now, now children" said Dave "she has a very valid point there Greg and so do you" nodding towards my cock. I had to laugh at that and concede the issue, for the moment at least, however I could not get the mental image of Anne on all fours, my cock sliding in and out while she sucked on Andrews dick, out of my mind. I just wish that my cock hadn't been quite as hard, to add some credibility to my tormented state, I really was struggling again with mixed feelings of jealousy and sexual tension.

"Do you want to call it a night?" asked Marie obviously a little concerned for us.

"No" replied Anne "If I'm going to get shit it might as well be for something I've done rather than something I've only dreamt about doing."

"Good girl, you know it makes sense, my turn I think" Dave was a subtle as a brick through the window, he picked a card up, I said nothing.

"Choose another player to sit on your lap until yours or their next go, well its Marie's go next so that wont take long so come on Anne hop on". He leant back as Anne got up and straddled his thighs, his still very erect and quite large cock must have been nestled between the cheeks of her bottom, she wriggled her behind as he let out a groan.

"That feels nice, painful but nice" he sighed, my heart was thumping again. Marie took her turn and picked up the next card.

"This one will be difficult" she told us "Your partner has a sun burn on his penis, after laying out naked in the sun, the only thing that seems to ease the pain is your saliva, do your best to ease his discomfort" she paused a little "you will have to move for me to do this one".

"Wait a sec then" Anne said, lifting herself up a little, she reached down and lifted his cock up and sat back down. His cock was now in full view, between her legs and pushing against her pussy, she moved around a little to get comfortable.

"How about that?"

"I'll try my best" she replied before getting up and kneeling between Dave and Anne's legs. Anne opened her legs and leaned back against Dave, he reached round and held her waist. Marie started to kiss and lick the base of Dave's cock whilst stroking Anne's thighs with both hands. Dave moved his hands up to cup Anne's breasts and play with her nipples, she in turn wet the tips of the fingers of her left hand and reached down to stroke the tip of his cock. He must have been in heaven, as Anne pushed against his cock on one side and Marie licked the other. She was rubbing against him now, his cock must have been pressing against her clit because after a couple of minutes, she started to come for the first time that night. This was fast developing into something beyond my control, Marie removed one hand and was now stroking her own pussy with it, it seemed every one was getting off but me. 

Anne looked at me and mouthed, "I love you," as if to reassure me, I knew she did, but it was still difficult for me.

"I know," I mouthed back, she gestured towards Marie with her head.

"Touch Marie, let me watch you" I moved the table out of the way, knelt beside and started to touch her pussy with my right hand, whilst stroking Anne's thigh with my left hand. Marie pushed against my hand; I put one finger inside, then two, moving them in and out slowly. She stopped licking Dave for a moment, turned her head towards me and looking at me through half closed eyes whispered "Harder, do it harder" and as if to encourage me, wrapped her fingers around my cock and squeezed hard. I pulled my fingers out slowly and inserted my thumb all the way in, pressing down to try and locate her G spot whilst rubbing against her clit with my fore finger. It did not take long for her to start to orgasm, she came loudly after a couple of minutes, pushing against my hand and aggressively tugging on my cock. 

"God! I need to be fucked," she said as if to her self, and then looked up at Anne,

"Can he fuck me?" I looked at Anne she looked in ecstasy with her eyes glazed over, I hadn't noticed before, but Dave was now rubbing her clit with his left hand. She had one hand around his cock, pushing it against the folds of her pussy, she was still stroking the tip, with the other hand, obviously close to coming again, she nodded at me silently.

I moved behind Marie and nestled my cock between her ass cheeks, pushing against her to give myself some relief whilst reaching under to stroke her pussy. I really was unsure, not readily willing to cross that line, knowing we could not go back, worried that it might affect our relationship detrimentally. Even worse was the thought that Dave might think he had a green light to fuck Anne.

"Go on" Anne urged softly, I looked up at her and she nodded again, 

I placed the tip of my cock against her pussy lips, pressing gently; Anne's urging now filled me with the thought that it might not matter if Dave felt that this would open the door for him, she actually might want to fuck him anyway and it was her that needed a reason to act on it. A few days ago, the thought would not have realistically entered my head, but recent events and seeing her now, writhing against another mans cock, on the verge of another orgasm; it was hard not to think about it. 

Probably sensing my hesitancy Marie pushed back onto me, I slid part way in making her gasp aloud. Although Anne could not see properly, she would now know my cock was at least part way into another woman for the first time since we had met. I watched Anne, eyes now closed as she climaxed again with a shudder and a small cry and thought "fuck it, its too late now" I slammed into her pussy with one quick thrust making Marie gasp out loud and Anne open her eyes to watch. Marie by now had stopped sucking Dave's cock, she had her head resting against his right thigh, with her face turned half towards me as I picked up the rhythm. I was really slamming into her by now, the faster and harder I pounded the louder she groaned, obviously right on the verge of a big orgasm, but not quite getting there. I reached under her again to touch her clit, rubbing gently as I pounded into her, it was difficult keeping the rhythm but it was enough to push her over the edge, she shuddered violently, crying out as her orgasm washed over her.

She slumped forward, momentarily spent, I pulled out of her, I had not come yet and was still painfully erect. I lay back against the couch stroking my cock whilst watching Anne do the same to Dave, I wanted to fuck her bad, it seemed that she had the same idea. She climbed off Dave's lap and crawled over straddling my thighs, grabbing my cock and putting it inside her very hot and wet pussy. She always loved to be on top and as a rule had her most intense orgasms whilst in this position, all I had to do was lean back and let her fuck me to orgasm, which wasn't very far off. Dave, probably feeling a little left out and probably at least as horny as I was, crawled over to Anne. He stood at the side of us stroking her hair as she humped against me. She reached for his cock again, pulling him close, then wrapped both hands around it. I had never seen her like this before, she was like a different woman, the most turned on I had ever seen her. Marie had recovered slightly and crawled over to my other side, watching her husband and gently stroking the two of us in turn. I could see what was going to happen as Dave ran his fingers through her hair, pulling her gently towards his cock. She changed her grip; with one hand around the base and the other cupping and squeezing his balls, she leant forward slightly and licked the head before putting it in her mouth. Watching her squeeze him whilst pumping his cock into her mouth was to much for me, I finally let loose, with my hands on her waist, pushing up into Anne as hard as I could, I emptied myself into her, the sensation was amazing, the whole situation helping to heighten my senses, producing an incredibly intense orgasm. 

Anne still humped against me, her appetite not yet sated she pulled on Dave's still very erect cock as my own wilted slowly. I pushed up, whilst gently thumbing her clit trying to push her over the edge. Marie knelt over to kiss my chest gently working her way up to my face and neck she whispered in my ear whilst nibbling it gently.

"Don't worry, its ok"

"What do you mean?" I whispered back.

She kissed me on the lips

"Dave will finish her off"

"No" I replied quietly 

She placed her finger across my lips.

"Shush" she kissed me again "don't be selfish, she's too far gone, let them do it" another kiss "do you want to watch?"

I shook my head, in a daze; Anne was still trying to fuck against my flaccid cock, obviously trying to get off. Marie kissed me again, her tongue lightly dancing against mine before breaking away, she looked at Dave, obviously gesturing with her eyes before turning back to kiss me again. As we kissed I watched Dave pull Anne to her feet, pulling her close into him he kissed her fully on the lips for the first time, I could see her tongue dart into his mouth, it was very intimate. My stomach lurched, I felt nauseous as I watched him take her hand and lead her towards the bedroom.




First Holiday Ch. 03



"Are you ok?" Marie asked as she nibbled my ear again, obviously a little concerned.

"No, not really"

"Why?

"Isn't it obvious?"

"No" she was still kissing me, whispering softly "We have just had fantastic sex" she kissed me again "But that's all it was, why is it any different for her"

"It just is" I paused to think "I need to watch"

"Are you sure?"

I nodded

We both stood, she led me by the hand towards their bedroom, the door was half ajar, I leant against the frame and looked through the gap. The room was partially lit with a small lamp at the side of the bed. They where stood at the end of the large double bed, Anne had her back to Dave, nestled into him, they where both facing away from us, he was kissing her neck and stroking her body. I could see one hand on her right breast gently squeezing the nipple.

He steered her forwards towards the edge of the bed. Marie pulled me into the room and towards a large wicker chair in one corner, she urged me to sit down and she sat sideways across my lap. We had a side on view of the bed, which was bathed in the soft lamp light, they still never acknowledged us, I suppose it was possible they didn't know we were there, Anne was deep into a haze of alcohol and ecstasy. Watching him waft his hands over her gorgeous body, seeing the way she convulsed as he reached around to finger her pussy, pushing harder as she forced herself against his cock, my own prick did its best to betray my feelings. My heart was pounding, my brow was bathed in sweat, my stomach was still churning, but my cock was as hard as it had been all night, uncomfortably pressing against Maries bottom. She squirmed against me before lifting up slightly and pulling my cock between her legs, clamping her thighs around it so just the head was in view. She put her fingers to her lips and wet them with her tongue then reached down to stroke the underside of my exposed member, I let out a groan, it felt fantastic.

"That nice?" whispered Marie as she nuzzled my neck and face, I nodded silently in reply.

"Good, you just watch them" 

I had never stopped watching them; my eyes were glued to the scene unfolding before me. Dave whispered something I couldn't catch into Anne's ear, she pulled away from him and climbed onto the bed on all fours, her face buried into the pillow and her bottom in the air, her head was turned towards us but her eyes remained closed. He climbed onto the bed beside her, lifted his fingers to his mouth to wet the tips before gently wafting them along the length of the folds of her very exposed pussy. I could hear her breathing deepen as her arousal increased and she put her hand against her right breast squeezing the nipple between her thumb and fore finger, she looked gorgeous and wonderfully sexy.

Dave moved behind her, his cock resting between the cheeks of her bottom, gently pushing against it. I could see the end of his cock appear and reappear as he moved against her, he was rubbing the underside against her pussy and she was pushing back against it.

Up until that point I do not think I had realised that it was actually going to happen, I also realised something that had already dawned on Marie, I wanted it to happen. 

I had always loved to watch her, I watched her undress at night, I watched her in the shower, I watched her completely expose herself on the beach. I loved to see her casually expose parts of her body as if by accident, to men less fortunate than myself and I was watching now, my mouth so dry that I probably could not speak out to object anyway. She loved me to watch her, proud of her body and wanting to please me with it because she loved me. The events on this holiday all leading up to this moment, had been an extension of our love making and now as I watched Dave hold his cock in his hand, pressing against the entrance to her pussy, lightly probing and teasing, this was just another step. Anne's eyes opened to look at me with a slightly furrowed brow, probably a little concerned for me. Marie probably thinking along the same lines whispered to me.

"Ok?"

"Yes" I whispered in return, I was, I realised that thing s between us might never be quite the same, but was determined not to let it come between us.

"Then let her know"

I smiled and blew her a kiss, she smiled back, she knew.

Dave also knew, he pushed into her all the way; she gasped aloud and closed her eyes again 

"Oh God!" I heard her quietly, then a bit louder "go on" .She was biting her lip and squeezing her nipple harder as he started to fuck her with increasing force.

I looked at Marie, she was still stroking my cock, more concerned for me than herself, I pulled her to me kissing her firmly on the mouth, our tongues dancing together.

I pulled away, "I would very much like to make love to you"

She smiled at me "good, I think I would very much like to let you"

I wanted to get onto the bed so we stood up, facing each other for a moment our lips locked before pulling her by the hand towards it, climbing on, we knelt at the side of them, facing each other still kissing, she was gently pulling on my cock.

"Lie down, I want to get on top," she whispered. I did as I was asked, willingly, I lay at the side of Anne and reached out to touch her. She responded by taking her hand from her breast and placing into mine. We held hands as Marie climbed across me, still holding my cock she pushed against her pussy. Anne's eyes now wide open watched my cock slide into Marie, she released my hand and reached across to touch me, sliding her hand down to where our bodies where joined together as if to confirm what she could see. 

"God that looks so sexy" she said, to no one in particular, "I want to see" she then moved around to get a better view forcing Dave to pull out. Leaning forward still on all fours she kissed my chest and stomach working down my body then onto Marie's stomach and working up to her breasts, nuzzling into them, gently biting on her nipples, she reached down with her left hand to stroke Marie's clit. Dave was now knelt at the side of both of them, she reached for his cock and pulled it towards her bottom, he got the message and came around behind her again. Now almost alongside my head I had the most amazing close up of his cock being presented to her pussy before being pushed all the way in again, I stroked her bottom and the back of her thigh as he fucked into her. 

Marie really started to hump against me, obviously close to orgasm, unsurprising considering the attention she was receiving from us both; Anne increased the pressure against her clit, probably sensing the oncoming climax. It was enough to completely push her over the edge; she shuddered to orgasm with Anne lightly caressing her clit until she stopped shaking. She reached down and held Anne's hand.

"Please, oh god, please stop, I can't stand it anymore, I'm too sensitive" she was still twitching slightly as she lifted up of my cock. I had not come yet, but badly needed to, Anne grasped my cock and presented it to Marie's mouth as she moved back and knelt between my thighs. They were taking it in turns to lick and suck me; Marie took hold of me with her left hand and held my balls with the other whilst they both licked the head. I was in heaven, particularly when Marie trailed a finger against my ass producing an approving groan as I spread my thighs a little wider. She removed the hand from my sac and licked the tip of her thumb, placing it against my ass, pushing it in slightly. That just about did it for me.

"Oh god, I'm coming" more to warn Marie, if she felt she needed to avoid a stream of cum. There wasn't really a need to, as I lay there staring at Dave's cock sliding into my wife and two sexy women taking it in turns to lick my cock, one of which had her thumb tickling my ass, I came for the second time that night, erupting onto both of them. Marie lifted her head and jacked me off onto both of her gorgeous breasts with Anne licking the head until I had stopped Cumming. It was like a domino effect, watching me come brought Anne to the edge and then some. She practically screamed out as the first of a series of convulsions swept through her, Dave continued to push into her as the multiple orgasm continued, Marie was holding Anne's head in her hands, kissing her face and whispering to her all the way through it. The concentration showed on Dave's face as he tried to hold off long enough, I could see his butt cheeks clench as he cried out and shot into her, he kept going a little after he came, long enough for her to stop trembling. She was resting her head on my stomach, breathing heavily and making tiny whimpering sounds, totally spent. Dave was leant forward placing soft kisses on her back, breathing as though he had run a four-minute mile, also totally spent. He pulled his now flaccid cock out, a stream of cum dripping from both of them onto the sheets and sat back against the headboard of the bed.

It was awkwardly quiet; Anne picked her head up and kissed Marie on the lips.

"I can't believe we just did that, you sure you've never done this before?"

"I swear " she looked Anne in the eyes and kissed her before saying "seriously, I would never have let Dave come in you if we had done this before" she paused for a second then with a huge grin "but I wouldn't mind doing it again, if it was like that"

"What about you?"

She shifted her gaze downwards, avoiding eye contact "I'm not sure" Marie looked at me, realising Anne needed reassurance, I knelt up to kiss her, I did not want to commit to anything until we had spoken privately

"It was fantastic, if you're ok about what happened, then I am more than ok."

"Sure?"

"Positive."

The End of This Bit

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All my stories are based loosely on real life events.

If this chapter is well received, then I might write some more.