Beth's Adventures in Sussex (1). During the lockdown I thought I might as well write something about some recent adventures indulged in by my wife, Beth. Before going further I should explain that what follows is based partly on what Beth told me, partly on what I believe occurred, and partly perhaps on what I imagined or even wished had taken place. Well, you decide. Names have been altered to preserve anonymity. Back in the dim and distant past my wife and I belonged to what was called the Sussex Forum Society, now long defunct, which organised swinging parties in our area. We very much enjoyed the group sessions, Beth especially. We are now both getting on a bit, but although nothing much has happened on the swinging front in recent years, we are both still reasonably fit, and enjoy a good cuddle. Unfortunately, I can't always pay my wife the attention she deserves, and needs, so we have come to an amicable understanding where she can from time to time (especially if I am away on business) find a little companionship for herself, so long as she tells me all about it afterwards. Among other things, like many other men, I find her accounts really get me going. Anyway, I thought I would write about one experience she had a couple of years ago, in the summer of 2018. Like many women my wife enjoys being pampered at spa days and the like, so on one occasion she took herself off to a treatement session at a floatation centre in a large town on the south coast not far from where we live. This treatment involves lengthy immersion in a salt bath which is apparently very relaxing and beneficial. Not my cup of tea, but there you go. Having had the floatation treatment and feeling very relaxed, she adjourned to the rest room and sauna which happened to be occupied by only one other client, a middle-aged man, called Phil. To cut a long story short, they had a pleasant chat and found they got on well, especially when he started to cosy up to her. As they were alone in the rest room/sauna, with no one else around, they gradually got closer and closer, and started cuddling. At that point, realising that he obviously fancied her, my wife decided to help him out which she did to his great satisfaction. Later, when leaving the spa, he suggested they might like to get together with some friends of his, so they exchanged numbers. Later Beth was quite open about what had happened, and wondered what I would think if she met up with him again. No problem so far as I was concerned, especially as a few weeks later I would be away working abroad for a few days. In due course they contacted each other and arranged to meet one summer evening in a wooded Common at D* in Sussex which has a reputation as a place for dogging get togethers. One time it was listed along with other such places in a scandalous article in a local newspaper. On the appointed day, Beth tarted herself up and drove to meet Phil at the car park on the Common. Making their way through the woods they came to a clearing right in the centre which was a known meeting place for doggers. When they got there, Beth found another couple (Marcia and Dave), friends of Phil, waiting for them, together with Barney, an old pal of Phil's, and another man, Frank, a mate of Dave's. The early arrivals had laid some blankets on the ground and opened a couple of bottles of wine. Very cosy. Phil indicated to Beth that she should make herself comfortable on the blankets, and gave her a glass of wine. He also suggested that Barney should come over to join them. The three of them lay there sipping wine and chatting, until Beth felt Phil's hand on her thigh, making its way up under her dress. In fact she was wearing just a flimsy dress (it was a balmy evening), without knickers or bra. Winking at Barney Phil that he too should help himself, and Beth suddenly found two pairs of hands stroking her thighs and fondling her breasts through her dress. At that point she thought she should start making her own move. Bending forward she quickly located Phil's hardening prick, and unzipping his flies she quickly took it into her mouth and began licking it up and down. Meantime, Barney worked his way under her dress and lifting it off began to suck at her nipples. I have to say that having her nipples sucked really turns Beth on, and while she worked with her mouth on Phil's prick she grabbed Barney's hardening cock with her free hand and started stroking it. By now she was naked, and suggested that the two guys might like to get into the same state, which they did only too willingly. Meantime Beth saw that Marcia, Dave and Frank were also well away, which excited her even more. Now the fun really began, and while Beth continued to suck Phil's cock, Barney worked on Beth's pussy, making sure it was nice and moist before thrusting himself inside her. That really got Phil going and within a short time he shot a huge load in Beth's mouth (she loves it when that happens). At more or less the same moment, Barney gave a huge groan and emptied himself in Beth's pussy. Beth by this time was so excited by the whole scene that she herself came almost immediately with a prolonged orgasm, and all three of them collapsed in a naked tangle. Naturally it took a while for them to recover from their efforts, and so they amused themselves watching Dave and Frank enjoying Marcia. Well, that didn't conclude the night's entertainment, but perhaps I will return to that and other adventures on another occasion. I find writing it all up a very pleasant way of getting through the lockdown.