0 comments/ 168741 views/ 8 favorites Our Weekend with Fran Ch. 01 By: Pental My wife Fran and I had often fantasised about her getting fucked by other men, preferably with me watching, but we never really expected it to happen. During our fuck sessions we'd talk about going to the local swingers club and her getting seen to by the men there, or going up town and Fran selecting someone at the local night club and then either taking them outside for a good hard shagging or bringing them home so that we could play with her all night long. Any way this was always as far as it went. That was until last summer. I had arranged to go away with 4 of my mates for a weekend, and Fran was going with a couple of her girlfriends else where, but three days before we were to go her friends had to pull out. Fran was obviously upset about this, as it now left her with no where to go. I suggested she could come with us, but she'd have to go along with what we wanted and no complaining about things. At this, she jumped at the idea, agreeing to go along with our wishes, after all it was meant to be a boys holiday. Little did we know how it was going to end up. Any way the day arrived to go and the guys arrived to load up our Galaxy people carrier. Adam, John, Steve & Martin, like me were travelling light, as we'd planned a lazy week away. They piled their stuff in the back with ours and we all got in. Steve sat up front with me, John and Adam sat in the centre seats with Fran in the middle and Martin sat in the rear seat next to the bags. Fran not being too good a passenger had taken a couple of sleeping pills to help her along, on the 5 hour journey down south. Just to describe my gorgeous wife, she's a 5'4" brunette, in a petite size 10, with gorgeous blue eyes. Being the heat of one of our rare hot summers, Fran was wearing a fairly short thin cotton skirt and a loose fitting summer vest. Before we set off she'd shown me she was wearing one of her diamonte thongs and had decided not to put a bra on, due to the heat and not wanting to get all hot and sweaty in the car. Knowing this would get me going. I'd tried to jump her there and then, but all she let me do was finger her to an orgasm, telling me I would have to wait until we got to the caravan that night. What a bitch! So off we set. The roads weren't too bad and we managed to get a good pace. By the time we'd reached the motorway, I could see Fran was starting to drop off, what with the pills, the heat and the steady motion of the car. After a while I noticed she had fell asleep on Adam's shoulder and was slowing starting to slide down his chest. Being a gent he'd put his arm around her shoulders to make her more comfortable. A bit latter on I noticed Adam shuffling about in his seat, bobbing his head backwards and forwards and then nodding at John and pointing down to where Fran lay. I adjusted my mirror to see what they were looking at, but couldn't tell what it was, until I realised that her vest was draping low to one side. I guessed they must having been looking into the vest to see one of Fran's tits on show. This carried on for a while, as they slowly and carefully tried to move her around, to allow the vest to show more. After a bit longer Adam began to get bolder. With his arm still round Fran's shoulders, using that hand, he began to start moving her vest, I think hoping I wasn't looking. All this was beginning to get me excited, the thought of other men looking at my wife's tits. As Adam kept re-positioning her vest, Fran's breast becoming more visible, she appeared to relax more and with the motion of the car and the limited leg room, her legs started to fall open. In the cramped space of the car this initially didn't mean much, but my mind started working overtime. At one point while Adam and John were trying to get better views of Fran's tits, Adam looked up and saw me watching in the rear view mirror and froze. We looked at each other, for what seemed ages and then I just smiled. This was all the encouragement he needed. With a slow, gentle movement he began to slide his hand into her vest and on to hers tits. John watched transfixed at this sight. Meanwhile Adam was beginning to rub each breast and softly tweak her nipples. Not wanting to be left out John decide to join in. He slide his hands up her vest and started playing with her other breast. Suddenly Martin twigged what was going on, so he leaned over from the back and added his hands to her rapidly moving vest. Now with 5 or 6 hands moving around inside her top, things were starting to get crazy. Adam then moved his free hand down and rested it on Fran's thigh, seeing as she was staring to show a lot of it off. Getting no reaction, he began to slide his hand up, until her tiny thong was visible. Fran remained sound asleep. I thought with all this action she would stir, but nothing happened. With his fingers now on her thong, Adam began rubbing her pussy. By the time he had managed to move them aside, John had added one of his hands to her pussy. I couldn't believe what was happening and what I was allowing. Here was my gorgeous wife in the back of our car with three men mauling her breasts and playing with her exposed pussy. My own dick was nearly bursting out of my trousers. It was unreal. With her vest up under her armpits and her skirt pulled up around her waist and three men mauling her, any one looking in as we drove along would also has have had a good view of my wife. Steve, by now had realised what was happening behind him, so he turned round and was helping to maul Fran, who was still out cold. Fran was obviously enjoying all the attention she was getting. I could hear her pussy juices squelching, as all those fingers were pushed in and out of her. Adam, being the most forward of them, decided to take things further. He slipped his trousers down and climbed between Fran's legs. He was about to be the first man, other than me, to fuck her. He looked at me for approval again, which he eagerly got, and then drove his cock up her soaking cunt. Fran just moaned out loud, but still didn't stir. Adam rode her for all he was worth, soon filling her love tunnel with his juices. The look on his face was a picture. John spurred on by this, quickly struggled out of his trousers and pushes Adam aside, so he could mount my wife. Two new men inside, in five minutes. I couldn't believe what I was allowing them to do to her. John also didn't last long and then there was a scramble between Steve and martin over the seats to be the next to enter my wife. Steve made it first and was straight in there and soon adding his load to the other two who had filled her pussy. As soon as he'd finished Martin claimed his place. Fran looked a real mess, laying back, squashed between three men who had just fucked her, with a forth pounding away on top of her. Her pussy was making real sloshing noises now, as Martin forced himself up her well loosened and sloppy cunt. Finally he decided on a different finish. Pulling his dick out of her cunt, he moved up to her face. As Adam held her head up, John opened Fran's mouth and allowing Martin to concentrate on filling her face with his jism, which soon over flowed down her chip onto her chest. All this was too much for me. At this point we were just approaching a service station, so I pulled of and parked at the back of the carpark, well away from any others. I jumped out and roan round the side. Quickly pulling the door open, Adam jumped out, I swung Fran round so that she was half hanging out of the door. With her legs already spread for me and cum running out of her I rammed my cock straight up her and very soon added my load to the three others that had just been deposited up her. After I got my breath back, we cleaned Fran up as much we could and strapped her back into her seat. What with the dried cum on her face and chest, there must still have been more dripping out of her well fucked cunt, but we could do no more. As we drove off, I looked at my wife again in the mirror. She looked great and I thought I sensed a slight grin on her face. The rest of our journey was a lot more uneventful..... Our Weekend with Fran Ch. 02 After our rather exciting journey down, I didn't think things could get any better, how wrong I was. We arrived at the caravan and piled out. Fran was still groggy from the effects of the pills she'd taken to help her on the journey. Little did she know how short the journey had seemed to us. We got the keys and made ourselves at home in the caravan. Fran and I claimed the double bedroom and left Adam, Steve, john and martin to sort themselves out. Our plan was to go out to get a meal and a few drinks, so in preparation, after the journey, we would shower and change. Fran elected to go first in the shower. As soon as I heard the water running I made an excuse to go in and see her. While we were talking she commented on how wet she felt and hoped that we wouldn't be out too late, as she wanted a good shagging with me when we got back. I smiled at the thought of the afternoon's session, which she took to be agreement. As I left the bathroom I left the door slightly ajar, so that by careful positioning we could see Fran in the shower. This didn't last long though as she was nearly finished. Once all freshened up, we headed off to the local pub for something to eat and drink. It turned out to be more of a social club, with a bit of a disco on later. We ordered our meals and got the first of what we hoped would be many drinks. As the evening went on, I noticed Fran was stating to get quite drunk. I watched what she was drinking and saw that the guys seemed to be ensuring that her glass was never empty. By the time the music started she was in a very happy state and couldn't wait to start dancing. One by one she dragged us on the floor and between each dance she would down another drink. After about an hour of this she was dancing real close each time, rubbing herself up and down who ever she was with, not that we were complaining. Acting like a real drunken slut, she pulled me up to dance. As we moved around I started to feel her up. First I rubbed her arse, pulling her skirt up to show the lads which thong she was wearing now, then I turned her around and pressed my erection into her arse crease, so that I could maul her tits. I couldn't believe her I was in the middle of a crowded dance floor showing off my gorgeous wife again, to four men who had only hours before fucked her on the journey down. It was my wildest dream come true. This was the signal for the guys to join in. In ones and twos they joined her on the dance floor, pawing and mauling her in full view of everyone. Not that any of the men there seamed to complain, but a few of the older women didn't look too happy. We decided enough was enough, so we collected our things and headed off back to the caravan. Once the fresh air hit Fran, after all she'd drunk, she was out cold. Between us we half carried her back to the caravan and I'm sure more than once I caught the guys having a crafty feel of her. As soon as we were in, we re-arranged the cushions in the lounge area to form a mattress in the middle of the floor and laid Fran on it. Her skirt had ridden up again showing off all her glory. As quick as a flash Martin and Steve were either side of her and started removing her clothes. When they'd finished, she lay naked on a her back, with her legs and arms outstretched, showing off all she'd only ever shown me. The guys soon had their clothes off and were down at Fran's side. They obviously assumed it would be OK with me. If they'd bothered to ask, they'd have found out I was well up for watching them have plenty of fun with my wife. Steve knelt between Fran's legs and began eating her out like he hadn't eaten for a week. John and Martin grabbed a tit each and began sucking on her nipples like two little babies and Adam slid his cock between her lips. By this time all of them were sporting huge erections and no one them had anything to complain about in that department. Every five minutes they would all rotate around Fran's prone body, until they had all had a go at each of her intimate places. John was now back at her cunt and took things to the next level. He sat up and rubbed the end of his dick around the opening to her pussy, which was now pouring out her own juices again. Slowly he entered her again, for the second time today, but this time he didn't cum straight away. They continued with their five minutes a piece rotation, until again they'd all had another go at each secret part of her. Next Adam lay on the floor and the other guys picked Fran up and lowered her, pussy first, on to his waiting cock, which was standing up to attention like a flag pole. Being out of it, they had to support her, so that Adam could fuck her from underneath. Just at that moment we all froze. Fran opened her eyes and asked what we thought we were all doing. Nobody moved, or said a word. She looked straight at me and said, she suspected something had happened on the way down, as she was so wet and wide when she showered and she'd noticed that something had dried on the skin of her chin and chest. I didn't know what to say. What she said next really shocked me. She told Steve and John to lower her right down onto Adam and then said for Martin to get his cock up her cunt with Adam's pretty damn smartish. They didn't need telling twice. So now here was my wife with two cocks squeezed up her love tunnel, staring straight at me and smiling. Adam couldn't move much, but Martin was able to build up a good rhythm. This soon brought Fran to an enormous orgasm, that racked her body. She then made Steve lie on his side and she backed up to him and told him to fuck her hard. John, she got to lie in front of her and told him to do the same. I moved in close and held her leg up high, to give them both access to her cunt. She was going absolutely crazy. She'd never suggested anything like this before. After a while of this, she got up and told us all to lie flat on the floor. She then went along the line, one after the other, sucking our cocks. Then when she went back to the start, she lowered her gaping cunt down onto our dicks. One by one she went along us, a few strokes on each, then she did the same again, only this time with her back to us. When she got back to John, she faced him and lowered herself right down. As she was riding him, I got up and went behind her and started to finger her arse, something I'd always wanted to do. After a couple of minutes of this, and no complaints, I got bolder and started rubbing the end of my dick around her brown ring. Still she didn't resist. Well she was getting fucked and trying to suck Steve and Adam's cocks into her mouth at the same time. This was it. Slowly I began to force myself into her tight hole and my god it was tight. At first nothing happened, but then slowly her arse started to open up to me. Inch by inch, my dick slid into her back passage, her final forbidden territory. Once as deep as I could get, with only my balls still outside, I rested to allow us both to get used to the sensation. The I started to fuck her. First while slow steady thrusts, which gradually built up to good hard banging. With the excitement of now being able to fuck her arse, the tightness and the general atmosphere, I didn't last long. Despite only having come already that afternoon, I pumped what felt like gallons in to her tight hole. While I got my breath back, I left my cock fimly embedded inside her, until finally with a wet plop I slipped out. Seeing an empty hole, Martin wasn't one to waste time. Pushing me out of the way, he lined his cock up with her arse and began to slid forwards. I was about to stop him when I thought why, Fran wasn't complaining it at all. Fran was soon having another shuddering orgasm, which clearly set Martin off, because he started pumping his seed into her back door. John too was also unable to hold back any longer and pumped his cum back up her cunt. As Martin had withdrawn, with each thrust from John her arse opened, forcing out a small steady stream of cum. God she really did look great. After John had finished, she told Adam and Steve to sandwich her. Now she was really enjoying herself. They too soon came, filling her with yet more spunk, which was soon flowing out of her well fucked holes like a river. With us all fucked out Fran suddenly called us bastards for not finishing of her final orgasm. She got up and went over to the table and picked up a bottle of Stella that I'd been drinking earlier. She promptly flopped down in a chair and raised her legs in the air, displaying all her charms. She then proceeded to insert the bottle up her cunt, neck first, and really started pumping herself with it. With us five sat on the floor in a semi-circle, around her feet, looking gob smacked, she pulled the bottle out and re-inserted it wide end first. She continued ramming it into herself until she had yet another raging orgasm. Then she lowered her feet to the floor and waited for the bottle to slowly slide out of her well and truly fucked love hole. A while later, she slid down on to the mattress with us where we all spent the night. I'm sure a few sly gropes were going on through out the night, I know I did. As I drifted off to sleep I began to have some fantastic ideas of what we could get up to tomorrow... Our Weekend with Fran Ch. 03 It was getting late in the morning when we all woke up. After all it had been a very busy evening the night before. We still seemed to be in a general huddle on the floor, all wrapped round Fran's naked form, one way or another. I rose first and went to put the kettle on, that's when I saw it was gone midday. Fran soon followed me to the kitchen area, just off the lounge, in the large static caravan we were all renting for the weekend. When she reached me, she put her arms around my shoulders and whispered how much she had enjoyed last night and that it was great to have lived out one of our fantasies. She was only sorry that she hadn't known what was going on in the car on the way down. She said she was going for a shower and to get dressed, but I told her she wasn't to put any clothe on, or at least only a thong if she must. With a cheeky grin off she went. Ten minutes later she was back, wearing just a cerise, satin thong. Steve, John, Martin and Adam, by this time, had surfaced and were all seated around the bench type table having a drink with me. As Fran came in she asked if we were all OK and whether we wanted anything. With that plenty of suggestions came forward, but she pointed out that she meant to eat. Which of course threw up plenty more ideas. After a light lunch of toast, as that was all we'd brought with us, the rest of us showered. We decided we would go out to get some food and drink in, save going out time in a pub. We all had other ideas on our minds. Fran said she would stay at the van and do some sunbathing, while us chaps went out for supplies. An hour or so later we returned, armed with enough drink to stock a bar and some foodstuffs. Fran was laid out on a lounger soaking up some rays, at which we all offered to rub some lotion in for her, which she readily accepted. There was my wife, lying out in public, only wearing the skimpiest of bikinis, with five men trying to rub sun lotion into her body. And she was loving every bit of attention. After we'd used up most of the bottle, including a lot on parts of Fran that don't usually see the sun, we laid out for a while, enjoying a few drinks in the warm sunshine. About 6ish, Fran said she'd go and prepare us all something to eat. I wondered what she would think of what we'd bought. Salad and fruit stuffs, including extra large cucumbers and bananas, strawberries and cream and ice cream. We'd planned a very special evening. About 30 minutes later she called me in and I found her again wearing only the cerise thong. Fran asked me how I wanted the food serving, so I made my suggestion.! 0 more minutes later I called the lads in. You should have seen their faces. There was Fran laid out on the dining table, covered in the evening meal. She was in fact our table and plates. She had salad and fruit stuff arranged across her body, bottles stood between her legs and under her arms, along with the cucumbers and bananas. This truly was a meal we couldn't wait to devour. So we tucked. I don't know why but it tasted great. I watched as the guys would linger over picking something up, or gently drag their hands or fingers over her soft skin. Adam, who seemed to be coming out as the boldest of the group, picked up a banana and said it looked a bit dry. He promptly pulled Fran's thong to one side and started rubbing it up and down her wet pussy lips. After a couple of minutes of this he slowly inserted it up her cunt. Fran began to smile and groan. Then he said he realised what was wrong, he hadn't taken the skin off. So he pulled the banana out of her pussy and peeled it. Next, placing it back at her entrance, he told her not to squeeze as it might break off. This was going to be hard for her. Adam started fucking her cunt with the peeled fruit and we could see it getting softer. Eventually the fruit could take no more and began to crush, so Adam did no more than push it right up inside her and sat back. John immediately took over. Grabbing another banana, he quickly peeled that and started to feed it into her mushy love hole. A few minutes later, his banana began to crumble, so he too pushed hard and parked it up inside my wife. The strain on Fran was beginning to show, not being able to move. Steve decided on a different approach. He planted his mouth on Fran's cunt and started to eat the squashed fruit from out of her. Using his fingers and tongue, slowly out it came. This was too much for her and brought her to her first orgasm of the night, which helped eject the remainder of the fruit. Martin said he fancied strawberries and cream, so one by one he pushed the fruit up her banana and cum juiced hole. When he felt that there was enough in there, her got her to raise her hips and opened her wide with one hand, while slowly pouring the cream in with the other. What a sight. What a meal he made of it as well. In all our married years together I'd never known my wife so compliant. Normally she has to be in control, saying what she wanted done to her, and that being nothing like this weekend was turning out to be. But here she was allowing five guys to do what ever they wanted to her wonderful body, and the more we did, the more she wanted done. Sex between us was normally good, but the things she was letting us do went far beyond anything I'd ever imagined. While Martin was eating strawberries and cream out of her cunt, Steve was rubbing ice cream around her breasts and nipples. This was being licked of as fast as he was able to spread it around. Her nipples, which are normally good, were standing out a good inch from her breasts. I'd never seen them so big. When I touched them they must have been as hard as steel. They looked and felt like small bullets. God this was awesome. I pushed John out of the way so that I could get my mouth around them. I had never felt anything like it. I started sucking on them and then nibbling them. They tasted so damn good. Steve kept smearing ice cream around, which I licked up as fast as I could. In the end I couldn't help myself and began chewing on Fran's big, hard nipples. Really biting and mauling them. Getting no complaints only spurred me on even more. Steve then handed the ice cream to Adam, who started liberally applying it to her cunt, inside and out, and then started to chew on her other nipple. We were really giving those bullets some serious grief, but what ever we did seemed to make no difference, biting, chewing or sucking for all we were worth. I looked at Fran's face and was pleased to get a great big smile back in return. Some one got a couple of cushions from the lounge which we placed under Fran's arse, allowing us easier access between her legs. We decided to use her pussy as the dish for dessert, an ice cream sundae. John and Martin held her legs as high as they could, while Steve held her cunt open by her swollen lips. Some ice cream went in first, followed by a couple of big juicy strawberries and some cream. Next in went another banana and some more ice cream and cream and topped off with another couple a strawberries. She looked so tasty. Then out of the blue she said what about my arse, aren't you going to be gents and give a lady a real treat. With her legs still held up high I grabbed a cucumber. It was the biggest I'd ever seen. I could just touch my finger tips as I wrapped my hand around it. I liberally smeared the end with cream and applied it to her brown ring and pushed. As she opened up to take it, I looked at her face and her eyes opened so wide I thought they were going to pop out of her head, but she just nodded for me to carry on. So I did, and in it went. Slowly but surely, inch by inch, until about seven or eight inches of this monster were tucked up inside her back passage. Then I saw her relax and she said to keep going. I want it all she said. So I did as I was told, until her arse began to close around all ten inches of this beast. When it was finally all in, she let out such a sigh and moan. Enjoy desert boys, Fran said, so we all tucked in. Taking it in turns we feasted on her. Fingers and tongues kept dipping in to her honey pot to retrieve the fruit sundae until at last she was empty. She'd orgasmed three times that I counted whilst this was happening. She was insatiable and still wanted more. She slowly got up on the table on all fours, the look on her face was a picture. I've never felt so full, she said to me, why didn't you let me do this before, she begged? Once on all fours, with her arse facing us, she said watch this. Slowly we watched her tight puckered anus start to open and the point of the cucumber came into view. Her arse hole gradually spreading wider as she worked it out of herself. Once the widest part was no longer constrained, Fran gave a final shove and the cucumber shot out of her and onto the floor. Her ring piece, being so stretched, remained wide open, for what seemed like ages, until she begged for someone to fill it. Steve jumped up and in one swift movement, rammed his cock balls deep into her stretched hole. All desperate for a shag, we took turns filling her, spit roasting her from each end. She looked a real mess. Still with the remnants of our meal smeared all over her Fran said. I need to get cleaned up, so she got off the table and lay on the floor. Shocked was an understatement. She now wanted her to piss all over her to clean her up. I'd never known she harboured so many dark secret fantasies. One by one we took up position over her and pissed on my now truly slutty wife. We pissed on her cunt, on her tits and on her face. In ran down her body and in to her hair and when it was my turn she even held my prick to her mouth and asked me to spray it straight down her throat. While I did this Adam was pissing up her cunt until it was coming back out along his dick, she was so full. Whilst Fran had had countless orgasms we still hadn't come. She told us she was going to shower and that she wanted us to join her, one at a time, during which we could come where ever we wanted. Later as we lay in bed, she told me what had happened in the shower. I and Steve had come in her mouth, Adam, no surprise, had filled her arse hole with his spunk and Martin and John had left her pussy full of their loads. Twice during the night I was woken to find someone had joined us in bed and was quietly humping Fran, whether in the belief that she was asleep, I don't know, but she told me in the morning that she had never enjoyed herself so much, hoping that it wasn't too long before it happened again. This morning was to be our last before travelling home, so after all that happened so far, I guessed that my mates had yet more in store for Fran. She had so much come out of her shell. Not only allowing other men to do things to her, but the things she let us do and what she herself asked for. Life was to be far more interesting from now on....