Janice and I were on holiday in France. The site we were on was just 200 yards from the beach and some evenings Janice and I would have a walk along the beach after our evening. Most nights there were a few others, mainly dog walkers using the beach, but occasionally courting couples, but they mainly disappeared into the dunes. It was Saturday and we had a great day out and had a great meal in a restaurant early evening. Having got back to the site we went off for our usual walk. Tonight, there was a large group of teenagers and people in their early twenties. They appeared to be using driftwood to build a rather large bonfire. On returning from our walk along the beach we sat and watched them in their endeavours to build the bonfire.
Others were bringing down food and others had alcohol. It looked like it was going to big a big do, and a boozy one at that. A couple of girls came across to invite us to join them. Janice speaks no French at all, and my French is rather patchy and although I understood that we were welcome I couldn’t work out what the party was for. Eventually a lad joined us, and his English was quite good, and he informed us it was just friends meeting up and new friends were welcome.
We decided to join them and while Janice just stood around, I helped collect and build the bonfire even higher. Then someone put some music on, and the fire was lit. It was getting pretty dark, and the main light was now from the fire. Drinks were being handed around and some food. I had eaten so I just grabbed myself a beer. I was watching some of them dancing to the music and Janice had joined in with them. I found a group of lads that were talking and laughing, and I was invited to join them and several of them spoke English so I could join in on the fun.
It wasn’t long before a few of the group were making out and as they danced. Then a few of them went off into the dunes presumably to have sex. I was a bit surprised that some of them went off in twos and threes. I thought it was time to retrieve my wife and get her back to our tent and then suddenly realised that I couldn’t see her. I had been all through the group still dancing and looked all around the fire to see if I could find Janice and as I couldn’t I thought she must have gone back to the tent on her own. I decided that was where I would make for. The shortest route was through the dunes, and I hadn’t gone far before I was watching some young lady taking a good fucking from one of the lads while she sucked another lad’s cock.
At first it was pretty hard to see exactly what was happening as the main light was from the moon and stars and four small lantern lights, but soon my eyes became accustomed to the light levels. I could hear lots of other girls moaning and groaning and some chatter from some of the lads. I decided to find another way around them so not to disturb them. As I rounded the dune to the right of them, I again found people making love only this time it was three lads and three girls fucking and as I watched the lads were rotating around the girls. They were taking turns to fuck each girl. I was stood there with a stiff one poking at the front of my shorts.
Then an arm came around me and slipped into my shorts and eased my cock from my shorts. I thought that Janice had found me for a moment until the young girl got in front of me and started to suck my cock. I wanted to protest that I was a married man and run, but my cock said no and just enjoy it, Janice would never know. After a while she led me to a spare blanket next to the other three couples and as she lay back on the blanket, she pulled me between her legs and my cock went straight int the girl’s pussy right up to my balls. Then we were fucking.
A minute or so later they were all swapping again, and I was pushed off the girl and to the next girl. Then I was on her and banging away in her pussy. I was just beginning to like it when it was all change again and I was in my third pussy of the day and then onto the fourth and then back to the first pussy. Two of the lads had started coming and on the next change I was buried in some girl’s pussy along with another lads cum. My first time getting really sloppy seconds. I soon added to the sticky mess inside her with my own cum. Then I panicked thinking about Janice, and rushed back to our tent to catch up with her, only to find she wasn’t there.
I decided to go back to the beach and have another look around the fire area to see if I had missed her. Even after a good look I couldn’t find her and decided to take a different path back through the dunes. As I got near the carpark and roadway, I could hear lots of lads that sounded excited. When I got to them, they had three women on hands and knees and ten of them were rotating as I had with the four girls. Only these lads were using their mouths as well as their pussies. I wasn’t sure who were the luckiest, the ten men or the three girls. As I got closer, I was waved at to join in fucking the three girls. I was pushed into the line and as I got to the first girl and her pussy, I crouched as I took my cock and slid it into the girl’s pussy.
From the wet sticky sensation on my cock, it was clear that she had already taken several loads of cum. As I ploughed away at the girl’s pussy the second girl took a load in her mouth and then as she turned to look where the next cock was coming from, I suddenly recognised the woman. It was my own twenty-seven-year-old wife Janice. I nearly panicked, she might catch me fucking another girl, and then I thought so what she had taken two cocks already in her pussy since I got there and now two in her mouth, as she readily accepted the next cock in her mouth.
Then it was all change, and I was back in the queue waiting to be sucked off by the same girl I was just fucking. My turn came quicker than I thought as she drained two sets of balls quite quickly. Then it was my turn in her mouth. She sucked pretty damn good, and I was in fear of following the previous two lads and cum in her mouth. I was actually relieved when it was all change again and I was back in the queue for the third girl’s mouth. I was soon enjoying another great blow job. Then it was all change again. I don’t think Janice realised that it was my cock now invading her mouth or really cared at that moment as she sucked me quite hard. I only just managed to hold off from coming before everyone was moving again.
The numbers of lads had reduced due to those that had come so I went straight from Janice’s mouth to her pussy. Her pussy was much looser than normal, and it was already well lubricated with other men’s cum. I’m not sure if it was knowing that I was in my wife’s pussy in other men’s cum or just the previous sucking and fucking that I had, but just six strokes and I was coming adding to the mess in Janice’s pussy. I had barely moved away, and Janice had another man already slipping into her pussy. After putting my cock back into my shorts, I staggered a few yards away and sat watching all three girls still being fucked.
As I sat there, another four lads arrived to inflate the numbers again. There seemed no end to the three of them getting fucked as the lads continued to rotate. Slowly one by one the men came in one a girl’s mouths or pussy, and then either sat or stood around watching others fucking the three women or wandered off. When it got down to five lads left rotating around the girls, the next change meant that for the first time since arriving Janice didn’t have a cock in her mouth as well as her pussy. As she looked around expecting another mouthful of cock, she realised that there wasn’t one just yet. That was when she suddenly realised that I was sat watching her getting fucked.
Janice looked panicky as the lad behind her banged her pussy, so I blew her a kiss. With that she knew that I wasn’t angry with her and settled back to enjoying the fucking she was getting. It didn’t last long as the lad groaned and added to the cum already inside her pussy. One of the lads being sucked moved to Janice’s pussy and proceeded to fuck her. Slowly one by one the men groaned as they came in one pussy or another. Then Janice took her final load of the night. Everyone started to drift away. In the distance, we could hear two other girls clearly taking a good seeing to, but Janice wanted to go back to our tent by then. As we snuggled into out sleeping bag, I got a whiff of sex and cum from Janice’s pussy and wondered just how many loads she had taken in her pussy. She asked how long I had been watching. At first, she just thought that I had watched. That was until I informed her that I was one of the lads rotating around on the three women, including her. At that point Janice didn’t feel so guilty knowing that I had also serviced the other two girls. We fell asleep cuddled up.
Next morning Janice told me her pussy was a little sore. Hearing that, I asked just how many lads she had fucked and sucked. She nervously giggled as she told me that she lost count at seven and guessed the final number was probably much closer to fifteen or sixteen. Hearing that, I decided to come clean about the four girls that I had help fuck prior to finding Janice being fucked. We had a long talk about it and told the other that we had enjoyed what had happened. I had enjoyed fucking other girls as well as watching Janice getting well and truly shagged.
Janice didn’t want to go far that day, so we mainly lounged around the pool and just enjoyed our site. Then come evening time, Janice said she was still a bit sore and didn’t want to walk as far as we normally did, and just a short way along the beach she sat watching me disappear along the beach and around into the next cove. I walked to the far side of that cove and then turned around to go back. It was now that I saw one of the lads that had fucked my wife and he was with one of the first four girls that I fucked. The lad asked where my wife was, and I told him sat on the next beach. His girlfriend spoke no English, but he spoke quite good English and he said they would walk back with me. On the way he asked had we enjoyed the party and I told him that both Janice and I had enjoyed it very much. In fact Janice had enjoyed it a bit too much and now had a sore pussy.
When we got to Janice, she immediately recognised the lad as one of the lads that fucked her the previous night. The three of us sat down with Janice and chatted. Joseph was translating for Veronique as we chatted. We were asked if it was our first-time partying. Both Janice and I said no but we had never partied together before. Then Joseph asked did we want to do a straight swap that evening. Janice had to tell them no, as she was a little sore, but perhaps in a few days time she might be ready for some more. I was a little disappointed that I wasn’t going to get another go at Veronique that evening, but I wouldn’t be fair in me having a threesome while Janice had to sit it out.
Then Joseph asked were we going to the next party. We asked what party, and Joseph explained that each Saturday there was always a party. It was passed on word of mouth which beach it was to be held on. Joseph explained that way they helped clean up the beaches of driftwood and rubbish as well as having fun. He told us which beach the next party was to be held on and told us they would be pleased to see us there.
Janice decided that she would forgo any meeting with Joseph and Veronique, to make sure she was ok for the next Saturday’s party. I did get to fuck Veronique again as well as a few other girls at the party. Janice was again used in a large group swapping around. We both had fun and she got to watch me with another girl while I watched her taking a good pounding by several of the lads. Then our holiday came to an end. The following year we returned to the same site and although we saw where the bonfires had been held, we never caught up to the group. The following year was much the same with the exception that with two nights left at the site we bumped into Joseph and Veronique. We swapped and had a great evening with them. Joseph told us that the group had reduced in number as many of the lads and girls got married and drifted away. This time we swapped phone numbers before parting.
The following year We stayed with Joseph and Veronique who had got married, but they were no longer interested in swapping or parties. It was a shame, but Janice and I had found and joined a group of likeminded people back home. Then the virus hit, and we have had no more contact with them and their number has now gone dead. So that has put paid to more fun in France.
