Well it was that time again, arriving at Beziers Airport & jumping into my taxi to the Cap D’Agde for a week of fun. This year was going to be different. A new friend had reached out, inviting me to pair up with her whilst she was over. What’s a guy to say – Yes Please! I was flying in a bit earlier, so had a few days solo. Day 1 - ended up as usual in Kamasutra, the weather was too hot, but it was a lot of fun in there....

Well I had things to do, but happily not to early, so we woke, played a little, had breakfast and had a lovely shower together. The Shower was pretty big and Maria showed me how she could put her hands flat on the floor whilst standing up – clearly I wasn’t going to miss the chance so took her hard under the cascading water. Did I mention her gorgeous bum? Later that evening, we headed out for a pizza, glass of wine and a...

So, those of you who have read my, and Maria’s stories will have some idea of what our expectations were. To recap, after meeting on my last day in the Cap and having fun in the Hammam before I had to head to the Airport, we had kept in touch and agreed to meet in April – also of course in August at the Cap. However, we really couldn’t wait, so we decided to meet in Berlin. The plan was to fulfil Maria’s fantasy of a 3som...

If you haven’t read Part 1, you really should do – actually you should read the two previous stories that detail my meeting with Maria and what happened since. So in the morning, a cuddle is definitely in order – I rolled over and started to stroke Maria, moving in for a kiss, “good morning Gorgeous”, “mmm, that was a lovely night”, “indeed it was”. I head to the bathroom to brush my teeth, before long she joins me. I mov...

So the plan was to meet in Berlin, a couple of nights of unbridled lust, finally it was time to head to the Airport. Drove in, dropped the car, got to the plane and got in my seat - frankly I couldn't get my mind back to business, all I could think about was Maria. Actually I had been thinking about her and what we planned to do for the last month since she said she would join me. That was totally unexpected, we are seein...

So it started on that last day at the Cap D’Agde. Killing time by the pool, I met three Brits – all living in France, Sam, Sarah and Maria. They were naturists rather than swingers – at least they all said they were. Sam and Sarah were a couple – Maria was a rather gorgeous single lady, Sarah was quite gorgeous too. I can still close my eyes and remember them both stretched out on the loungers with their gorgeous bums on...

Firstly to say this, like all my stories is true. I should have written it down last year after coming back and may also end up being in the wrong order if I get down to writing about the night before too. So it was the last day in August, my week in the Cap was over, all that was left was to give my keys back & find something to do for the several hours before my taxi picked me up for the trip to the Airport. Those of yo...

A good few years back, I met this great couple, he was a policeman, she was in sales, they lived not too far from Heathrow, we can call them Mark and Carol Mark was a very genial laid back for a cop, a really nice guy and he loved to see his lady taken. he loved to join in to and i wouldn't for a minute describe him as a cuck. Carol was absolutely gorgeous, she was about 5,2 with a petite size 8 figure, lovely tits, cute...

For those that read my last story, set at the beginning of my week. I am skipping forward now to the end of my time there. Of course there was much fun during the week - the cute little Finn who wanted me in her ass, the Belgian, the other Belgian, the gorgeous tanned French babe & two Swedes (not at the same time) in Tantra.....anyway back to this story. I managed to get a tad sunburned on the beach on Wednesday, so head...

Firstly to make you all jealous....here I am at the Cap D'Agde enjoying some sunshine and some nightlife. Checked in Friday afternoon to my apartment & headed for the beach. It's still as described, pretty wild, maybe not as much as previous years, but still plenty going on. Later that evening, I headed to Tantra. Those that have been here before will certainly know that place. It was for sure a lot quieter than previous...

My last story was about a little club in Paris I used to frequent, this one is about life after it closed.... Well when Le Dix Bis was no more, I had to search for a new pleasure venue. I tried several clubs, but often they were almost empty of women, maybe one or two couples, so pretty boring. Then I came across Moon City. Firstly it was in Pigale, the heart of Paris's Red Light District. There are other clubs that claim...

Well my stories started with the Cap D'Agde and I will no doubt return there at some point (in writing or hopefully in person). Paris Swingers clubs can be pretty challenging for a guy on his own. Trying to find the best clubs takes time, money and patience... Several years back I came across a very odd little club called Au Dix Bis in Paris Etoile, not far from the Le Meridien Etoile. The building was very old and very t...

Seeing as I was asked for more stories of my exploits around Europe, here is another. Most of the clubs I have been to over the years follow a similar pattern. You go in, change if its a spa type environment, sit at the bar, enjoy the spa, then start to wander around to see what is happening. You look to make eye contact, you might see a couples enjoying themselves in small groups, sometimes you find a group room. This pl...

As my username implies, I travel a lot. Often I'd try to arrange some fun with local swingers, but it didn't always pan out. So I would fit in a visit to a local swingers club. This is the story of a visit to Avarus in Berlin. If it gets lots of interest, I will add a few more. I arrived in Avarus as a single guy, so being hopeful of fun, but not speaking German did put me at a disadvantage. I had a wonder around, saw the...

Seeing as we are all sitting around locked in (Covid), I thought I would share something with you all. Two years ago, holidaying in the South of France, I managed to get over for a couple of afternoons to the Naturist Village at the Cap D’Agde. I had so much fun there that last year I booked myself in for a week, staying on a boat in the harbour inside. Whilst the boat was a bit of a challenge, the fun outside more than m...