This happened in the late 1980's. My wife came home to tell me that she was going with three mates to Benidorm for a fortnights holiday. I was a little put out as this would be our first holiday apart. I decided I would go fishing, so I rang my mate to see what he thought. "Great, we'll go to Ireland," he told me. I had always wanted to go to Ireland, firstly to see the country and mix with the people and secondly it was probably one of the best places to go for fishing. Trevor came round and we talked for a long while. He had been before and knew some good places to go. Two weeks later we were off to Ireland with my transit van packed high. The ferry was pretty rough, but 18 hours later I was driving through the countryside towards Carrick on Shannon. We went to a site that he had been to before and we could set our kit up. The farmer was friendly and showed me where a toilet and sink was. and where we could get drinking water from. Trevor had gone off to get some bait and feed from someone he knew. The fishing was poor and after talking to someone in the pub that evening we were told of a lake that was hard to get to but had some great fishing. The next day we thanked the farmer and moved on. The lake was about ten miles away and was down a little lane just barely wide enough to get the van down. The trees on each side was scraping along the sides of the van and there was a wide patch in the middle of the road with grass growing out of it. Then the lane came to an end with a large turning circle and a large grass area where we could park the van. It was a beautiful looking lake and there was plenty of places to fish from. Trevor found a pitch he fancied as did I and we set our biveys up and put our beds and kit in them. I was making a cup of tea as I set my rods up. Trevor came across for a cup as we discussed the lake and how we were going to fish it. After tea I cast out two rods and was immediately pulling my first fish in. It was only small but gave me a good feeling about the lake. Later a farmer was walking by and stopped to talk to us. He told us of a path at the end of the lake that went into the village and a pub. He told us that they did good food and had evening entertainment. Not that we were there for much of that. Later four sexy looking girls came and sunbathed by the lake. Then as it often does in Ireland the rain came and after a short downfall, when it stopped, I discovered I had left my matches out and they were soaked and no use. I suggested to Trevor that we check out the pub for a meal and get some matches. The food was good and the locals very friendly. I made sure that I got several boxes of matches. Three of the four girls were in the bar drinking with some lads. One of the girls made a point of saying hello. She asked if it was us fishing the lake and I told her it was. Then she went back to talking with her friends. We had another drink and then made our way back to out kit. By the time we reset our rigs it was just getting dark, so after a cup of tea we retired to our own tents to settle for the night. I hadn't been in my bed chair more than ten minutes when my alarm went off and I was soon reeling in a nice bream. Then Trevor pulled two in and I had another. I was wrecked so I didn't bother to reset my rigs. I heard Trevor land two more and then I was asleep. The next day the fishing was prolific and I decided to fish with only one rod as It was too hectic with two or more. Then in a quiet spell I see two of the four original girls spread their blankets and sit talking and laughing. Then one of them came across to me. "Have you got a light," she asked. I told her that it wasn't good to smoke, but I gave her a light anyway and she returned to her mate. I must admit that I did find her quite sexy with her flaming red hair. A bit later they both folded their blankets and left the lake. A bit later I cooked us some food and a cup of tea and then we were preparing for the night. I had set my rigs and checked and cleaned up my swim and went to my bivey and went in to climb into my bed to find one of the two girls laid on my bed, half covered by my sleeping bag. "What are you doing here?" I asked. She responded by asking what I thought she was there for. Before I could answer her she had undone her blouse and pulled her bra down to expose a small perky set of tits. I must have looked shocked or something. "Haven't you seen a pair of tits before?" she asked. And again before I had a chance to answer she pulled off the sleeping bag to reveal that she had just a small pair of panties on. "Hurry up and close that door," she told me. The bivey isn't very big, and with the door closed, I was close enough for her to grab my cock through my trousers. "Nice," she said. "Hurry up and get into bed," she ordered me. At 26 years of age I was being ordered around by a girl probably 18 years old. I did as she said and removed my trousers and jacket and climbed in the bed in my boxers and vest My fishing chair. /bed is not designed for two and it was very tight fit. "Well you gona fuck me or what?" she asked. I was amazed that in a Catholic country where religion plays a big part in their lives that a young girl would be so forward. Not waiting for my answer her hands had freed my cock from my boxers and was rubbing it up and down her arse. Out of practical need and balance I had my arm around the girl and had a handful of her perky tits. Then she had pulled her panties to one side and pushed backwards and impaled herself on my cock. She was tight and we started rocking together to get my cock fully in her pussy. She started groaning and then stopped with her pussy pulsing around my cock as she came. It was causing me to get ready to cum. I warned her and she just pushed back harder onto my cock as I pumped my cum deep inside her pussy. As we lay quietly I could hear someone moaning in the distance. Bella laughed, "sounds like your mate it taking good care of Kerry." So my mate was fucking her mate. This caused my cock to stir again and it wasn't long before Bella was on her back and I was hunched over her banging her the best I could in the bivey. She squealed and moaned loudly as she came. Once we had recovered from our efforts she got off the bed and redressed herself and left. Next morning I was talking with Trevor about the girls. He had fucked Kerry twice as I had Bella. He didn't even know their names. We had a good days fishing and decided that we would have a hot meal in the pub. The two girls were in the pub with their mates and totally ignored us. After the meal and a couple of pints of the black stuff we made our way back to our biveys. I had settled down and was just beginning to doze when the zip on my bivey opened and in stepped a girl. I couldn't see who it was in the dark. She was quickly undressed and in bed with me. A hand helped my cock from my boxers and Impaled herself on my cock. I assumed it was Bella and pumped her pussy until we came together. I could hear Trevor doing the same with his visitor. The pussy on my cock soon tightened and forced my cock into pumping my seed deep inside her pussy. I told her that was a good fuck and to my surprise, when she agreed, it wasn't Bella. I asked who had I just fucked and she laughed and told me is was Kerry. Kerry told me that Bella was in with Trevor. For the next two nights the girls rotated the bivey they were in. On our fourth night Kerry told me they had a surprise for us the following evening. We had intended moving on, but with a surprise to come we decided to stay another night. That night as I was settling in a girl unzipped my bivey stepped in and zipped it back up. I was wondering what the surprise was. In the poor light I could see her undressing and climbing into my bed with me. In anticipation I had taken my cock out of my Boxers already. The girl had her back to me and I grabbed a handful of tits. I was sure They were bigger than Kerry's and definitely bigger than Bella's perky tits. Perhaps I was wrong. I moved my cock into position and pushed half of my cock into the willing pussy. Then we were off pumping at each others genitals. She came very quickly with a very loud moan. I kept pumping away at her pussy. Then she was building towards another climax and I was going with her. She came and I was just there when she shouted at me to take it out and not cum in her. I did as she asked. I was confused, it was neither Kerry or Bella. I asked her who she was. She told me that she was Miranda and her friend Jess was with Trevor. I had now screwed three of the four friends. Miranda told me that it was her turn with Trevor the following night. Well we never did move sites and we took turns with all four girls. The last night all four girls came to our site and Trevor and I had built a bonfire and moved our sleeping bags close to the fire. When all four girls arrived I lit the bonfire and that night I managed to screw three of the four girls around the fire. Trevor was doing the same with the girls. Then later when it started to get colder the fourth one came into my bivey and one went with Trevor. The other two went home. I woke in the early hours with Jess sucking my cock. Like Miranda she told me I could fuck her but not cum in her. Well I did enjoy her tight little pussy before blowing my load in her mouth. Shortly afterwards she dressed and left. Next morning Trevor was also on his own. We had breakfast and started to pack our kit up and in the van, while talking about the girls. We were ready to close the van doors before making our way to the ferry when the four girls arrived at our site. Between them they gave us a blowjobs. Miranda and Kerry shared my cock and the other two serviced Trevor's cock. Miranda swallowed my load. Then they gave us their phone numbers and we had to rush so we would get to the ferry on time. Back home my wife had already arrived and looked well tanned and I later discovered with no tan lines. She told me how much she had enjoyed her holiday and the hotel. Then she asked how did the fishing go. I told her I had caught four big ones. I never did tell her four big what.