I became best of friends with Barry at secondary school.  We hit it off straight away and we seemed to like all the same things.  This even applied when at fifteen we both met Jane in a coffee bar.  For me it was love at first sight.  But Barry, being the more outgoing, and braver of the two of us, was quick to ask Jane out and I was left with her rather dull mate.   Like the three musketeers we went everywhere together, only I always felt like the third wheel.  I just hoped and preyed that Barry would get bored with her or do something silly and Jane dump him.  It never happened, so my love for her was always bottled up.

At nineteen Barry went and got Jane pregnant.  Although she lost the baby it did me a favour in that I started to look to my own future and a partner of my own.  Barry and Jane started to set up house and home, and I found myself a flat, but we were still very close.  Then one day Barry proposed that the three of us went on holiday together.  He and I had been camping and fishing several times together over the years, and when he told me he either had or could get sufficient camping gear for the three of us I quickly accepted his suggestion.  In fact, I was looking forward to it.

About three weeks before we were due to go Barry was checking out some of the gear.  He had two double airbeds and four sleeping bags.  I couldn’t understand why four, but when Barry hinted that I might get lucky.   I enthusiastically checked out the gas bottle and stove while Barry unzipped the bags and zipped them into two very big bags.  Barry joked that you could zip them into three together or even four together if we got very lucky.  Then he and I put up a small tent that resembled the shape of an igloo.  Barry told me that was for me and whoever, saying he had a much larger tent that he and Jane could sleep in and also use for storage and cooking.  He told me he had already put that one up and taken it down again.  From the peg marks in his lawn, I could see that it was really big.  Having checked out all the kit we tidied it all up for the big day.

Then just forty eight hours before we were due to go Barry informed both me and Jane that he had to stay at home and for work, for a few more days.  He told us that we should still go as planned and set up camp and he would be with us just a few days later.  He even joked that he was sure that we could find things to keep us occupied.  At the time I didn’t have a car, and Barry had even planned for that telling me that he had found a car for Jane and that the two of us could travel in that.  Jane was thrilled as she now had her own car.

Come the Saturday morning when I walked around to their house, Barry had already packed the car telling me that I would have to put my case on the back seats as the boot was full.  Jane was very bubbly and excited and couldn’t seem to get on the road quick enough.  After Barry kissed Jane he told her to be good and enjoy herself and he would see her in a few days time.  As we drove off Jane told me that Barry should be down either late Monday night or Tuesday morning depending on how his work went.

Three hours later we arrived on site.  It was one Barry and I had been to several times before where we had fished both the big lakes and sea fished a few mile down a small track on a rocky beach.  I was soon opening the boot to get the tents up.  Imagine my shock that there was just the one tent and the small one at that.  There was no way that two double air beds would fit in the igloo and I soon discovered that there was just one airbed and two of the sleeping bags.  I soon had everything we had set up.  Jane didn’t seem phased that there was just one bed and two sleeping bags.  In fact it was she who suggested that we slept on one with the other over the two of us like a duvet.  There was no room in the tent for the cooking stuff so I left it setup and in the boot of the car.

Being a lovely day Jane and I walked down to the beach and lounged around and spent time swimming.  I found myself getting erections seeing Jane in her skimpy bikini as well as thinking about the sleeping arrangements.  Later after cooking on our stove outdoors, I found myself sat there with a stonking great erection.  I knew that Jane had seen it, but neither of us said a word.  As the light just started to fade Jane suggested that we went over to the clubhouse and see what it was like.

Barry and I had chatted up quite a few girls in the club over the years, some even after he had started going out with Jane.  The club house was full and there was a noisy disco in action.  I’m not one for dancing much, but Jane reminded me that Barry had told us to enjoy ourselves and that she intended to do just that.  After a few dances we sat drinking and Jane asked me which girls there did I fancy.  I joked, “Besides you, there is only the two girls in the corner worth chatting to.”  I could see a sort of mischievous look on Jane’s face.  Later on, returning from the toilets I saw Jane talking to the two girls.  I wondered what they were talking about.

The evening was soon coming to a close, and again Jane had me up on my feet as they played a few slow dances.  I was a bit surprised just how close and clingy Jane got with me and I felt uncomfortable for two reasons.  The first being that she was my best mates girl and secondly I was getting yet another erection.  I was glad when we got outside in the cool air.  Then I wondered how we were both going to get undressed in the igloo.  To be a gentleman, I decided to go to the gents where I could get changed into my PJ’s while Jane undressed in the igloo.  I was sure glad that I had pitched the tent pretty close to the toilets.

By the time I got back to the igloo Jane was already in bed and under the sleeping bag.  I turned out the light and wriggled into the bed.  One thing I soon discovered about air beds was that as you roll over you tend to roll towards the other person.  We touched several times and I quickly pulled away.  Then to my astonishment Jane told me she was cold and could I cuddle up to her to get her warm.  She said that we would end up together anyway as that always happened on airbeds.  It kind of made sense for the warmth and as Jane had said you do tend to roll together.

As both of us wriggling together I had a shock.  Jane was naked.  I had expected her to be wearing a nighty or at least something.   Jane giggled at my surprise and told me that she almost never wore anything in bed.  If I didn’t already have another erection, I did now and Jane reached out for it.  I told Jane we shouldn’t do anything as Barry was my best friend.  Jane again reminded me that he had told us to enjoy ourselves and be good, and she said she intended to enjoy herself and that she was always good.  I went to protest but Jane smothered my protest with her lips on mine as she kissed me.  It did feel good and my cock jumped as Jane stroked it in her hand.

It wasn’t long before the thoughts about my best mate were banished and I was kissing Jane’s tits before moving down and licking and sucking at her pussy.  As I licked and sucked Jane was quick to move around so we were in the sixty nine position so she could suck my stiff cock.  From there it was just a matter of a short time before I was between Jane’s legs steering my cock to her warmed up pussy.  It was a rather quick and frenzied fuck and as we lay there afterwards the guilt of what we had just done sunk in. 

I started to tell Jane that this was a one off and we really mustn’t do this again and cheat on Barry.  Jane stopped me and told me that it was Barry that had deliberately not put the bigger tent in so that we would have to sleep together.  I started to stammer something and Jane stopped me dead, “For gods sake Ed, Barry intended for us to sleep together.”  I started to say something about sleeping together and fucking together aren’t the same thing.  That was when Jane hit me with it and told me that her and Barry had done some swapping and he also liked watching her with other men.

I was lost for words as I tried to take in that my best mate allowed his girl to fuck other men, and what’s more enjoyed watching them at it.  At that time, I had never heard of cuckolds, let alone knew that there were such people.  I could understand the swapping and had often longed for that when I had been out with Barry and Jane and one of the girls Jane  tried so often to set me up with.

As I lay there taking in what I had been told, Jane’s hand again sought out my cock, only this time it was far from the stiff solid cock Jane had played with earlier.  Jane teased me that she suspected that it was at the softest it had been all day.  She wasn’t wrong.  Jane told me that she intended to enjoy it again before she finally slept.  With that she was back under the sleeping bag sucking on my cock.  I decided that in that case I wasn’t going to miss out on another opportunity to suck on her pussy and wriggled into a sixty nine with Jane.

When we were both ready Jane told me her favourite position was doggy position.  I didn’t need telling twice and was quickly getting behind Jane and slipping back into her pussy.  This time I made our coupling last as long as I could and enjoyed every moment of it.  Knowing that Barry intended for this to happen only seemed to make it all the better as I pleasure both Jane and myself.  This time Jane was much noisier as we fucked and was telling me to fuck her harder and deeper.  I was doing my best on both counts.  Then like all things it came to and end as I deposited a second load in my best mates girl.

After that, did I sleep well or what?  I woke to find Jane playing with my already stiff cock.  She was telling me how good last nights fucking was and she wanted another just as good.  This time we lay in the spoon position as we humped at each other for a good twenty minutes.  Afterwards Jane was telling me that Barry rarely lasted more than five minutes, especially when he had just watched her being fucked by someone else.  I had never thought about having sloppy seconds, and it intrigued me that he enjoyed fucking Jane straight after someone else had.  The thought that someone else had been there first also excited me a little.

We had a great day wandering around the local town and then playing on the beach and in the sea.  I had fancied fishing but Barry hadn’t put the kit in Jane’s car so I contented myself with just being with her.  That evening we again went over to the club house.  This time I was less reluctant to dance knowing that I would be sleeping with Jane after the club closed.  As the evening wore on I had to visit the toilets.  There was a group of lads in the toilets and one of then was complaining that he hoped he could get some sleep tonight.  Then another chimed in that he was just jealous of whoever it was in the tent where all the fucking was taking place.  There was quite some banter over it, and I felt a warm glow knowing it was Jane and I they were talking about.

Later when we got back to the igloo.  The first thing that was different was I didn’t go to the toilets to change and just stripped off in front of Jane as she did the same in front of me.  Then as we made love I told her of the conversation the lads were having about us fucking.  Jane told me that in that case we had better put on an even better performance for them.  She also told me that I should point these lads out to her.

I gave the performance of my life as I fucked Jane twice more before we finally settled down.  I think Jane was deliberately noisier still as I fucked her.  The other thing was there was no guilt or even a second thought of my mate who’s girl I was fucking.  Monday after yet another fucking Jane went off looking for a phone box to be able to call Barry.  When she returned she told me that it would be Tuesday morning when Barry got away.  That left us one more night together before I would have to hand Jane back to him.  I was determined to make the best of it and as it was a very hot day, when we retreated to the igloo to get out the sun for a while, I made long and passionate love to Jane.

It wasn’t just a fucking it was love making.  I wanted to show Jane just how tender and loving I could be with her.  To be honest I think Jane would have preferred just a good old banging rather than the tender bit.  Later we again attended the disco.  I pointed out the lads that had talked about us, or rather our fucking.  Then at one point Jane disappeared to the toilets.  Just before she returned to our table, I saw her firstly chatting to two of the lads I had pointed out to her and then the two girls I had pointed out on our first evening in the club house.

Nearing the end of the evening Jane danced with one of the lads and one of the two girls came and asked if I wanted to dance or was it just a shag that I wanted.  I was shocked at just how up front she was and wondered what the hell Jane had said to her.  We did dance or should I say shuffle and Lisa’s hands were all over my arse pulling me closer to herself.  She whispered in my ear that she was looking forward to the fucking she heard me giving Jane last night.  I could feel my face going red, but at the same time my cock was getting stiffer.  Then the disco ended.  Instead of Jane and I going back to the igloo, I was being led by Lisa, towards the beach.  But a few paces behind us Jane was following with both the two lads that she had spoken with.

We were soon all in one of the many grassy dune areas.   Under the very big bright moon I could see Jane ripping at both the two lads clothes as Lisa had her hands in my shorts playing with my now rather stiff cock.  Thoughts of Jane disappeared for a while as I got involved in stripping Lisa of her clothes and sucking on her juicy pussy.  Then I got distracted as I heard June groan rather loudly.  On looking up one of the lads had her on all fours and had penetrated her from behind.

I knew just how good that felt having fucked Jane twice in that position now.  Lisa was wanting my attention and got into the same position and I was soon slipping into some sweet fresh pussy.  As I humped away at Lisa I found my eyes drawn to Jane as the second man started to use Jane’s mouth as there were no more spare pussies to fuck.  Jane saw me watching her between sucking the lad at her mouth.  I was pretty sure she was putting on a show for my benefit.  I also found that watching Jane was exciting me, and Lisa was benefitting from the extra hard fucking she found herself getting. 

The lad getting sucked was the first to come, and watching Jane deliberately washing the inside of her mouth with the cream she had deposited in her mouth before swallowing it, had me on the verge of coming in Lisa’s hot tight pussy.  Between the lad fucking Jane and myself it was a phot finish as to who came next.  As we all lay around in various stages of undress, the lad that had come in Jane’s mouth moved over towards Lisa and fed his limp wet cock into Lisa’s mouth.  Again, I found myself enjoying the show even if it was Lisa this time I was watching and not Jane.

The moment the lad got hard he was quickly on Lisa and taking his turn with her.  That was when it struck me that he was having sloppy seconds just like Barry did from what Jane told me.  I found that my cock was already getting hard again.  The sight of Jane laid there on her back with her legs parted and some lads cum beginning to trickle out of her finished the job and my cock was fully hard.   As quick as I could, before anyone else tried to take the place, I was between Janes legs and plunging into her pussy to get my very first taste of sloppy seconds.

I could hear squidgy sounds as my cock penetrated her.  Jane groaned and told me that she wanted it fast and hard.  Jane’s pussy was making pussy farts as I plunged in and out of her.  The second lad had recovered enough that he crawled to Jane and stuffed his cock into her mouth as I ploughed her pussy.  It wasn’t long before the lad on Lisa was groaning.  Lisa was also groaning but for an entirely different reason.  The lad had cum and left Lisa close to coming, but not quite close enough.  The lad in Jane’s mouth soon put that right as he replaced his mate and started to plough Lisa’s pussy for her.  The two of them both came before Jane and I did.

As the five of us lay recovering I realised just what it was like to be a cuckold even if I still didn’t know the word at that time.  I had also had my first taste of sloppy seconds and I had to admit I liked it.  Later the five of us walked back towards the camp site and Jane and I left Lisa with the two lads as we made our way to the igloo.   Tucked up and cuddling in bed, Lisa teased me that she saw me watching her getting spit roasted.  That was another term I had never heard used in that way before.  She also teased that she saw the spark in my eye, the same spark she sees when Barry gets cuckolded.  I didn’t admit it but it had definitely excited me watching her getting fucked.

Next morning when I woke, besides Jane playing with my hard cock, I could hear someone erecting a tent.  The noise of tent pegs being hammered in.  The only hammering happening in our igloo was when Jane pulled me on top of herself and steered my hard cock to her pussy.  Then I was ploughing Jane’s pussy and she was making her loud demands for me to fuck her harder and longer.  She even threw in that she wanted it as hard as I had fucked Lisa.  When we finally finished fucking I noticed that the hammering of tent pegs had finished.  I felt famished and started to dress.  I told Jane that I would start breakfast.

As I exited the tent I had the shock of my life.  There stood right on front of me was Barry with a big grin on his face.  I was trying to apologise to him for fucking his girl.  All Barry seemed intent on was getting into the igloo.  In seconds I could hear Jane groaning again as Barry started to fuck her.  It was my turn to get cuckolded as he took sloppy seconds and from the sounds of it Jane was loving every second of it.  By the time they had finished I had a pot of tea made and was crisping up some bacon.

Barry emerged from the igloo first, just in time to grab the first bacon roll off me.  As he tucked into the roll, with a twinkle in his eye, he said he heard that we were enjoying ourselves.  Then he asked who was this Lisa that I had fucked.  Jane joined us and grabbed the second bacon roll leaving me to make yet another.  Jane told Barry all about Lisa and what had gone on last night as she ate her roll.  I was surprised that she left nothing out.  Barry joked that if she didn’t stop telling him all the juicy details she would find herself on her back again getting another good fucking.  Jane joked, “Promises promises.”

Later that day, after we had finished setting up the second tent,  the three of us went fishing as Barry had brought the rods and gear.  I could not believe that my best mate was not mad at me, in fact he seemed extra happy.  That evening at the disco w

e introduced Lisa to Barry.  We both got introduced to Mandy who was the other girl I had pointed out to Jane and was Lisa’s mate.  That night Barry slept with Jane and I slept with Mandy.  I guessed that Lisa was with one or more of the other lads.

It was by far the best and most enlightening holiday that I ever had.  The rest of the fortnight I slept with Mandy Lisa and Jane as well as a fourth girl who’s name escapes me.  Between Barry, myself and four of the lads we took turns with all the girls.  I noticed that Barry often held back and just watched to start with and then he would go in for sloppy seconds with one of the girls.  Barry always, at the end of the evening, ended up being the last person each night to fuck Jane.

I know that Jane wasn’t my girl but it forged a stronger bond between us.   What that holiday taught me was that I enjoyed being cuckolded and having sloppy seconds.  I took that through into my own marriage and now some thirty years later I still enjoy watching my own wife getting a good seeing to by one or two other men, and then taking my turn at sloppy seconds or even thirds.  As for Barry and Jane, my wife and I often play with them, and like Barry I have made it my mission to see that my wife always belongs to me and my cock at the end of any sessions.