Myself and John were on a one week holiday in a good hotel in Playa de las Americas, Tenerife. We'd been here before as it had a great night life and a pretty good swingers club.

We arrived on Saturday afternoon and were straight out the first evening going round the pubs relaxing after our flight.

"So, what would you like to do over the next week?" I asked John while sitting with our third or fourth drink.

"Well, we must have at least one visit to the swingers club and I fancy one of those jeep safaris, have you any must do's?" he replied.

"Actually, I don't want to do much more than relax around the pool during the daytime and come out of an evening, maybe see some live bands or perhaps a show. Though of course the swingers club has to be done at least once!"

"No problem," John replied, "if I am going somewhere during the daytime sure you'll be OK round the hotel pool or doing a bit of shopping."

So it came about that John booked his Safari trip for the Monday with an early start. He was ready and away before I got out of bed. After a leisurely breakfast I decided to make use of the hotel spa. A bit of time in the pool, then a bubbly hot tub filled my morning nicely!

Refreshed from the spa I decided to have a spot of lunch in the hotel bar. A seafood salad and glass of white wine was ordered and delivered to my table. I am just finishing off the salad when I looked up and notice a man standing at the bar sort of looking at me in a puzzled way.

You know that feeling you get when you think "do I know him?" I'm sure I do, but can't quite place where from. Possibly he is thinking the same. It can't be from the swingers club as we have not visited yet and we don't know anyone else in Tenerife. Nah, must be mistaken identity!

With a pint in his hand he comes to my table. "Em, excuse me, but is your name Shel?"

As soon as I heard his voice, the lightbulb went off in my head "Tatty!" I exclaimed. Then I was lost for words. What a co-incidence!

"Yes, it's me, though I guess you had trouble recognising me, as I did with you. Thirty something years since we last saw each other!" Tatty was laughing as he spoke. "So come on, how come you are on your own in a hotel bar in Tenerife?"

"Never mind that" I said standing up, "Hugs are required" Totally forgetting that after the spa I had just slipped on a thin summer dress with no underwear. Of course when Tatty took hold of me he soon realised there was no bra there and as his hands just sort of wandered down from my waist he found only a thin dress, no knickers.

"Don't I get a kiss as well?" He enquired. Not waiting for an answer he locked his lips on mine.

I'm not surprised he didn't recognise me at first, as while I am just very slightly heavier than when he first sunk his cock into me, my hair is now blonde not light brown and I am wearing glasses.

He has changed a bit more, from really dark brown hair, it is mostly grey now and he has put on a bit of weight, I'd describe him as chunky rather than fat which on a 5ft 10in height didn't look too bad.

After a minute we disengaged, "Come on Tatty, sit down and tell me what you have been doing for the last thirty years and what has happened to any others from our gang."

Tatty told me about his life, two divorces, the last one completed only a matter of weeks ago. He had been offered the use of a relative's apartment here in Tenerife for a week free of charge to help him get over the last divorce.

I explained that I was happily married with two kids and now that the kids have left home John and I are taking as many holidays as we can.

The next two hours sped by as we caught up with our life stories, interspersed with Tatty buying us more drinks.

It must have been the drinks but a wicked plan was beginning to form in my mind. I wanted to have Tatty again! Yep, time for Tatty to get his second ride with Shel.

Now, there is no way I would invite Tatty up to our room unless John was there. Strict rule, either of us having sex with anyone else needs the other one there. But I could tell John tonight that tomorrow is a day of sex for me. Only problem is making sure Tatty is up for it. Time for the cunning female mind to get to work!

"You asked earlier why I was alone in the hotel bar Tatty, well you've heard all about my happy life with John and our kids. Obviously we are here as a couple but usually if one of us wants to do a trip or something the other can do whatever they want." A bit of a come-on there from me, hope it wasn't too obvious.

"Like today," I continued, "John is on a Safari jeep ride and I've just been relaxing in the spa and came in here for lunch, then had the wonderful surprise of you turning up."

"It surely is an amazing co-incidence, I was just out for a walk, felt a bit thirsty and thought I pop in here for a drink. Speaking of which, would you like another drink?" Asked Tatty.

I bet Tatty was trying to get me a bit drunk to see if he could get me into bed!

"Well, go on then, but this is the very last as I need to start getting ready for our evening out, we are off to a show on the other side of the island."

Coming back with the drinks Tatty chose to sit right beside me instead of opposite as he had been. Unbidden his hand landed on my leg just below where my dress ended.

"You know Shel, you are still wonderfully attractive, like when we used to go out in Newcastle. I still think of that night we shagged at Lynn's party." Tatty was starting to get a bit amorous here and I didn't want it going too far today.

His hand was starting to slowly slide up my leg. "Hang on Tatty, there are a few people in this bar, I don't want people getting offended." Gently I removed his hand. "John is playing poker tomorrow lunchtime, why don't you meet me here again for lunch and maybe we'll revisit our memories of that night at Lynn's?"

I was hoping that Tatty would think that I was hinting about having sex with him, but that I was being discrete about it. Well, he was half right. Assuming I get my way, I WILL be having sex with him, but John will be there also.

Finishing our drinks, I told Tatty that I'd be having lunch in bar at 1pm and I pointed out a table at the other end of the room. "See that table with the large plant to the right of it? If you're here first get your drink and sit there, if I'm here first that's where I'll be." Unbeknown to Tatty the plant hid a lot of the table and a couple of the chairs from the view of the room. All part of the plan! With that I gave him a quick kiss, told him I was looking forwards to tomorrow and headed for the lifts.

I really hope I played it just right, enough hints to snare him, but not too many to appear to be a done deal. Now to let John know the score!

I was on the balcony of our room when John returned.

"Hiya, how was the Safari?" I shouted.

Coming out on the balcony John saw me topless catching a few sunbeams. "Not bad at all, the guide was great and we all got a go driving the Jeep down a mountain track. What about you, been doing anything interesting?"

"Well, how about you go have a shower and when you come out I'll tell you about my VERY interesting day." Said I, pointing at the bathroom. Coming back into the bedroom I removed my shorts which I had put on for sunbathing on the balcony.

Shortly after, John came out of the bathroom still drying himself with the towel. Immediately I went to him, took the towel off him, sunk to my knees and took his cock in my mouth.

"Wow, Shel what have I done to deserve this?" I heard him say. Taking no notice I just sucked harder until the flaccid cock enlarged and hardened until I could only get half the length in my mouth.

"Lie down on your back on the bed, I have a story to tell you." With those words I pushed him backwards onto the bed, closely following him. Barely giving him a chance to get ready I got into the cowgirl position, grasped his cock, held it upright and positioned my hole directly over the tip.

I moved down an inch until I felt his cockend between my inner lips, then stopped.

"You know how you love hearing the story of how I lost my virginity at a party to a guy called Tatty, how I at first told you that it didn't happen, then finally admitted that yes I did take his cock in me and loved it?"

I moved another inch down John's cock.

"You remember the details of the story where I even stood in my friend's living room and stepped out of my knickers, presented them to Tatty and told him to take me upstairs to shag me."

I moved another inch down John's cock.

"I told you how Tatty put on a condom, positioned his cock at the entrance of my virgin hole then was very considerate about breaking me in gently."

I moved another inch down John's cock.

"And finally I told you how I actually orgasmed the first time and loved the feel of the cock in me, straining and thrusting as he couldn't hold off from his orgasm as my fanny was so tight. Then when I felt him filling the condom with his spunk and he was pushing so hard up into me?"

"Yes, I remember, you know I love hearing your sexual exploits, what's brought this on?" John gasped as he started pushing his cock up into me, then grapping my hips to get me moving up and down.

"Oh nothing really," I whispered just loud enough for him to hear, "except that today in the bar downstairs Tatty turned up. And I am going to shag him tomorrow!"

"What? I don't believe you, your making it up!" John said, at the same time as thrusting harder and faster into me.

I feel his cock get that bit harder, he is not sure he should believe me or not, but the thought of seeing me impaled on the same cock that was my first certainly has stirred his desires. He knows that if it's true he will be there fully involved and probably taking photos.

"Right, got to stop now, time to get ready for that show or we'll miss the bus." With that I dismount from John's cock to his massive disappointment, but tough luck husband, I want you to keep all that spunk in you till tomorrow!

"So, come on tell me your cunning plan to get Tatty into bed tomorrow."

"Well, it really shouldn't be that hard. No, let me rephrase that, his cock will be really hard, I'll make sure of that." We are sitting at the back of the bus on our way back from the show and John wants to know the plan for tomorrow. "If I played my part correctly, Tatty now thinks, but is not sure, that he will be in with a chance of shagging me tomorrow. You are supposed to be off playing poker at the casino and I am meeting him for lunch."

"Therefore, as far as Tatty is concerned, all he has to do is pour a few drinks down me, reminisce about the old days and hey presto, up to the room, shag me, then off before you come back from poker. I think he is praying I'll be a pushover for him to compensate for his recent divorce"

"You haven't told him we are swingers then?" says John.

"No, I worried that he'd get scared off. He did say that his first marriage was to a sexually boring woman and his second was not much better. So the thought of you and him taking turns at me might have blown his mind."

"So what is your grand plan then?" John asked me with a puzzled look on his face.

"Well, Tatty is supposed to be meeting me at 1pm. I will be ordering lunch in the bar again and of course a drink. General chit chat while having lunch, then I am going to excuse myself and head to the toilet. I will text you from the toilet and you come down to the bar 10 minutes later."

"And how do I explain my unexpected presence when I am supposed to be playing poker?"

"You got knocked out by someone who had a Royal Flush against your quad sevens! It does happen dear husband, even to you!" John is not a bad poker player, but he'll never win The World Series. "So, you came back early to meet your wife's old friend"

"Hah, bet that spooks him!" John exclaimed.

"Maybe so, but we will drop gentle hints, if not outright disclosure, about MFM threesomes, hopefully he will be randy enough to go for it."

"OK, I can go with that," replied John, "So am I getting a shag tonight then?"

"No chance, I want your balls full of spunk for tomorrow. I want Tatty to have sloppy seconds before he shoots his lot in me."

I wanted to get a bit more dressed up today for meeting Tatty than I had been yesterday. So I put on knickers, stockings and suspenders, a skirt which is perfect for seduction as it rides right up if I have been sitting down and a tight white vest top and some medium heels. Applied make-up and at 1-05, (got to be a little late don't I) I am ready to head downstairs. "Remember John, 10 minutes after I text you, you arrive in the bar. We'll be sitting at the table which is obscured by the large plant."

Arriving at the bar I find Tatty standing looking at the menu with a half finished beer in front of him. "See anything nice?" I ask.

Looking me up and down he smiles broadly and says, "I certainly have now!"

"Cheeky boy!"

"So what can I order you for lunch and to drink Shel?"

"Could you get me Chicken salad please and a glass of white wine. I'll go over to the table before anyone else grabs it." I had to get to the table first as I wanted to be at the seat obscured by the large plant. Within a couple of minutes Tatty was sitting opposite me, having brought the drinks over.

"Well, this is more refined than the old days in the pubs of Newcastle," he said as a waiter delivered our food.

"I've been lucky that we can now go to these sort of places and have also done and seen things which I'd never even dreamed of back in the day." I said while looking directly into his eyes. "Anyway, we should get this food eaten."

Lunch eaten, the waiter came to remove our plates, I noticed his eyes looking at my legs so I looked down. As I thought would happen the skirt had ridden up and the tops of my stockings with the suspender clips were on show.

"You could have told me," I whispered to Tatty, "I'll have to put myself right before that waiter comes back." I stood up and deliberately took my time wriggling the skirt back down.

"No chance," said Tatty, "I was enjoying the show too much, look the waiter is bringing the drinks now, what a shame you spoiled his show."

A disappointed looking waiter placed our drinks then left with a lingering look at my legs.

"You still have probably the best looking legs I have ever seen, Shel. I didn't appreciate how good they were back then, all I wanted to do was get them open and me in between them."

"Hmmm, thanks for the compliment, yes I do remember very well all that happened that night. I really did enjoy it, but of course it nearly didn't happen after that drunk lass nearly wrecked Lynn's kitchen just as we were about to do it upstairs."

Tatty gave a wry smile, "I had the condom all ready to use, you had your legs open, then all Hell broke loose downstairs, we had to get dressed real quick to see what was happening."

"That's right and what you probably don't know was after me and Lynn tidied up downstairs I was not in the mood any more. It was Lynn who said to get you to lick me out to put me back in the mood, which was the first time I had ever been licked down there and how great it was!"

Tatty gave a big smile, "No, I never knew that, but luckily it worked and I did manage to pop your cherry, you have no idea how many times I have replayed that night in my mind."

"Oh, me too," I whispered just loud enough for him to hear. "Excuse me for a minute, I must go to the toilet."

From the toilet I sent a text to John. "See you in ten minutes." I also removed my knickers and put them in my handbag.

Returning to the table I asked Tatty, "do you remember after the commotion when I brought you a fresh beer at the party, sat on your lap and said that was the consolation prize for not getting a shag? What did I do next?"

He answered straight away, "you stood up in the middle of the living room, reached under your skirt and took your knickers off then gave them to me and said they were the second consolation prize."

"That's right, then I sat back down on your lap and told you something."

"Yes, you told me to take you back upstairs and shag you."

I reached into my handbag, balled my knickers tightly into my hand then reached across to take his nearest hand. I pressed the knickers into his hand and said, "these are not a consolation prize, but can you guess what might be the next prize?"

His face was a picture of puzzlement turning slowly to delight!

And my timing was perfect as at that precise moment I heard John saying "Hi Shel, I got stuffed at poker, so thought I'd join you and your lunch date for a couple of drinks."

Never have I seen a face turn from delight, to puzzlement then to sadness as quickly as Tatty's did. Poor lad, the prize was his to grasp, so to speak, when it appeared to be snatched away!

"And you must be Tatty, I have heard so much about you. Yesterday afternoon Shel was full of it as she was telling me about meeting you in this bar. What an amazing co-incidence!" I heard John say as he held out his hand to Tatty. Yes, I got his private joke to me, full of it indeed, meaning me taking his cock as I was telling the story.

"Let me get us all a drink, what will you have Shel, Tatty?"

Without batting an eyelid I replied that I would like, "Sex on the Beach please dear, if it's not too early to get a cock...tail? Tatty, you still on the beer or would you like to have Sex on the Beach with me?"

With a bit of a confused nod Tatty indicated that beer would be fine.

While John went off to the bar to get the drinks, Tatty leaned over to me and asked "should I leave, what's happening, will your husband be staying long, do you want to meet at another time?"

"Sit tight, wait till John comes back and we'll explain a bit more about our world."

When John came back with the drinks he told Tatty to move seats to next to mine and he'd sit on the opposite side of the table. This meant that only John was in view of anyone else in the bar.

"So a toast, to old friends, unexpected meetings and happy reunions," proposed John. We all drank to that. "It's a good job you are hidden from view Shel, that skirt has ridden right up, people could see your knickers," he continued.

"They'd have to have very good eyes, right now they are in Tatty's pocket," I retorted.

Poor Tatty, didn't know what to say.

"You know, Shel has told me so much about you and the people you all used to hang out with, I almost think I know them. I love to hear her story of the party where a very drunk lass caused such a commotion," said John looking directly at Tatty.

Without missing a beat he then said, "But at least you did get to shag her."

At the same time I pulled my skirt up, took hold of Tatty's hand, spread my legs and put his hand right onto my naked, smoothly shaved fanny.

"OK, I think we owe an explanation, you see Tatty, John and I are swingers, have been for nearly 20 years. I am bi-sexual, I enjoy having sex with other couples, single females and from time to time I want a damn good fucking from two men. One of which is always John."

Poor, poor confused Tatty, he is looking at me, looking at his hand on my fanny, looking at John. Totally lost for words.

"Basically Tatty, if you are up for it, after these drinks we can all go back to our room. You and John take it in turns shagging and satisfying me. Only thing not on the menu is any play between you and John, he is not bi. Other than that, just about anything goes."

"Wow, I must admit I have never been in a threesome before, my two wives barely wanted normal sex, never mind stuff like that. I'd be mad to turn it down. Yes, let's do it!" With that his finger found its way into my fanny, exactly the same as he had done all those years ago.

While finishing our drinks Tatty asked us lots of questions about the swinging lifestyle, which we answered honestly. Often his jaw dropped with amazement when we mentioned stuff we have done with other people which is commonplace to us now, but mind blowing to him.

John did have one last question for Tatty though. "As responsible swingers we get STD checkups every few months. Can I ask if you have had a test or been involved with unsafe sex outside of a relationship?"

Tatty scoffed, "I have hardly had any sex for the last five years. My second marriage was ten years long, for the last five years it was a quicky missionary style shag about once a month IF I was lucky. Then I found out three months ago the she had been shagging her boss for the last two years. That was it, marriage over and just to be sure I was safe I did go for tests and am totally clean."

"Right," I said, finishing the last of my drink, "Time to head upstairs, I need cock!" Rising from my seat I faced Tatty so he had a close up view of my nicely wet, shaved fanny. "See anything nice?" I asked again while wriggling the skirt back down to look respectable again.

On entering our room, John headed to the bathroom, which left Tatty looking at me.

"Please help me out of this skirt, it's great for seduction, but I'm fed up with it now."

From behind willing hands reached to the catch of my skirt and then slid the zip down. I shimmied out of the skirt, and then bent over to pick it up, making sure to rub my bum onto Tatty's crotch. Throwing the skirt across the room I straightened up and found a pair of hands pushing up the front of my vest top and cupping my tits.

Gently rubbing myself against Tatty I was lost in the moment of him holding my tits and tugging on my nipples. "How to they feel now, compared to thirty-ish years ago then."

"Just as beautiful," he replied, while at the same time lifting my vest top over my head and throwing it to join my skirt.

I turned round to face him, pulled his head to mine and locked lips. "You are way overdressed," I said as I started to unbutton his shirt then dragged my nails down his chest. Now came the fun part, I loosened his jeans then pushed them and his boxer shorts down his legs. His cock is only half hard, I think he is still a little nervous. I can solve that!

Dropping to my knees I take his cock in one hand while fondling his balls with the other. Looking up at his face I stick out my tongue and lick the end of his cock. A nice pearl of pre-come has made an appearance, I lean forwards, purse my lips and suck gently right on the end of the cock, not enveloping the end. My hands are not idle but giving gentle tugs on his balls and a slow up and down motion low down on his cock. Without breaking eye contact I slowly consume his enlarging cock into my mouth, breathing warm air on it and just lightly sucking. A few minutes of this and his shaft has turned solid. My work down here is done.

Kicking my shoes off, I climb onto the bed and tell Tatty to, "get naked, then get your mouth on my fanny." Within one minute he has done just that.

"Now that's a sight I like to see," exclaims John as he comes into the bedroom, he is naked already having taken his clothes off in the bathroom. Some might think we have done this before!

"Take no notice of John, just you keep licking me and a nice suck on my clit now and then please," I instruct Tatty while tightening the grip on his head with my thighs. Soft moans are escaping my lips, the feelings are building up in me, and an orgasm is not far off.

"Urrrhhhh, Lick it harder, Urgggggghhhhh, suck the clit, UUUUrrrrrrgggghhhhhhhhhh, that's it. I'm coming!"

John jumps onto the bed and sucks one of my erect nipples into his mouth. That intensifies the sensations and I feel my fanny contract and pulse then squirt some juice over Tatty's mouth and nose. More contractions, pulses and squirts follow.

"Stop, stop both of you, let me recover please." I am coming down from the sensations and could not stand any more stimulation right now.

"Is it OK if I video our play Tatty, no faces shown and just for our private use?" John has our phone in his hand.

"Sure, I don't have a problem with that as long as I can see the video before I go."

Reaching over to the bedside table I get hold of a bottle of silicon massage oil. "On your back Tatty I am going to massage your cock."

Once he is settled I pour some of the oil onto his cock, then just delicately spread it around, from cockend to base. I then lift myself up and spread my legs over his midsection facing away from him. I lower myself until I can feel the underside of his cock nestling against my fanny lips. "Enjoy." I say as I start rubbing up and down his cock. My inner lips are dragging along his cock and when I bend forwards slightly my clit makes contact as well, but in this position there is no chance of his cock entering me.

After a few minutes of this, I turn around, facing him, so that I am again running my fanny up and down his cock, but this way round his cockhead can press up and I just let it enter my hole at the top of each stroke before lifting off and going to the bottom of the cock again.

Deciding he has been tormented enough I dismount and lie back down on the bed. Spreading my legs very wide I point downwards.

"Tatty, you are first to go and just like the first time take it easy till my fanny gets used to you." Climbing between my legs he positions his cockend at the entrance to my hole, exactly like he did when he took my cherry. John is standing to one side videoing the show.

Looking directly into my eyes he slowly starts entering me. When he gets half way in I orgasm, not a full on screaming one, but nice enough. "Yes, Yes, Yes. Oh fuck me more, but make sure you last a lot longer than you did the first time you had me." I didn't tell Tatty that I always orgasm as soon as I get a new cock in me, much better to let him think it was all him. I climax pretty easily either from licking, finger stimulation or cock.

Soon his cock is right up me and he then begins a slow in and out motion. It's always nice to feel a new man giving me pleasure. "A bit faster please." Sure enough he steps up a gear. My fanny is wonderfully slippery, a combination of natural lubricant and the massage oil, which means I can go for ages without feeling sore. "Can you give me it really hard and fast for a minute then give John a go at me."

He certainly follows instructions, I am being pounded! "Ug, Ug, Ug," the breath is being forced out of me with each in stroke as he seems to get every millimetre into my pussy.

Sweating and panting he finally slows then pulls out. "All yours mate," he says to John who pulls me towards the end of the bed so my bum just hangs over.

Standing at the edge of the bed John lifts my legs straight up and separates them, looking down at my gaping hole he takes aim and without using his hands inserts himself into me.

"Watch this," he says and gestures Tatty to come closer.

John has a trick where he leans forwards over me, keeping my legs on the outside edges of his shoulders and can move his waist back and forwards, completely removing his cock from me and then reinsert it straight back in. It is a great sensation for both of us, I feel his cock repeated opening my inner lips and just going into me, while John feels all the sensations at the tip of his cock as it goes in and out.

We continue like that for a little while then John tells me to get on the bed doggy style. I know what his plan is!

John knees behind me and enters me fast and confidently. He gets hold of my suspender belt, one hand each side, bunches it with his fists and starts to give me a pounding equal to Tatty's efforts, but because I am in doggy it feels so much deeper.

"Tatty, get your mouth under me, suck on a tit and pull the nipple of the other one." This doubles my pleasure and I know it won't be long to my next orgasm. Reaching out I get hold of Tatty's cock and start wanking him.

John is still hammering away at me, using the suspender belt as leverage, thrusting deep inside me then withdrawing nearly all the way out. Combined with the pleasure radiating from my tits my orgasm is rushing up at me now.

Stars explode inside my head! "Fuccccckkkkkkkkkkk, fuck me, fuck me!" I feel John push right up me, straining to get every part of his cock in me. He explodes and what feels like a gallon of cum blasts into me. I feel the pulsing of his cock and my fanny responds with pulses and grips of its own.

I collapse face forwards onto the pillow gasping for breath and only John's cock deep in my pussy and him holding my waist up by the suspender belt keep my mid section off the bed.

After a minute I feel John withdraw his cock, followed soon after by the feeling of cum escaping from me. Looking between my legs I see a slivery trail just reaching to the top of my left stocking.

"Tatty, your turn, get behind me and stick it in!" I let go of his cock and look at his face. A bit of doubt is evident. "Have you never had sloppy seconds? You'll love it, go in slow and savour the warm, slippery feeling."

I feel him get in position. John has started filming again as Tatty starts putting it to me again.

"Hey, that's not a bad feeling, it's different from before and when I push in I see lots of cum squirting out of Shel's fanny." Tatty obviously has become a convert to sloppy seconds.

"Right Tatty, go for it mate, give it to her hard and fast. Grip her suspender belt and ride her as hard as you can, when you feel yourself coming shove it right up her and hold it there till you're finished. I'm going to get Shel to clean my cock."

John positions himself between me and the headboard so he can keep filming and presents his cum coated cock to my mouth. With the tremendous thrusting and pounding I am getting from Tatty it's difficult to actually do more than lick it in passing, but I try my best. Eventually I manage to capture his cock between my lips and can really start to taste the cum. I don't have to move my head much, the back and forwards motion provided by the shagging does that just fine.

After about ten minutes of the most energetic shagging I think I have ever had, (Didn't think Tatty would have that much stamina), I feel the cock get jammed right up me and the end expand, I know what's about to happen! Sure enough I feel a blast of cum hitting my cervix, followed by four more equally powerful shots, then a couple of smaller squirts. The moans and groans from behind me tell a story of a man's joy and relief at the end of a good fucking session!

The jets of spunk have started another orgasm for me, my fanny grips hard on the cock lodged in there. This one is from the mind as well as the body. I'm remembering the first time that his cock was squirting spunk inside of me. My moans and obscene language aimed at Tatty fill the room and probably are heard down the corridor. I don't care! I've just been well fucked and received a bucket load of cum, let others share my joy!

John seems to have enjoyed the ride also, his cock is now solid again, bet he took a little blue pill in the bathroom!

"Right, final swap, Tatty bring your cock for cleaning, John just put your cock in me and very gently in and out, no more hard thrusts." I watch between my legs as the cock is removed from my fanny and an absolute torrent of spunk makes its way down my leg!

A quick shuffling of bodies gets everyone in the right position. I am presented with Tatty's cock absolutely covered in cum, it's not only coating the cockhead, but all the shaft is glistening with a layer of cum, his balls are overlaid with more of the stuff. I am in for a feast here!

John's cock is filling my hole nicely and I swear I can detect a slight difference in tastes when I lick different areas of the cock in front of me. Maybe I am wrong, but I am sure that last taste was John's spunk and the different one, perhaps a little more salty, is Tatty's. Within a few minutes I have licked up and swallowed all the cum and Tatty's cock is fresh as a daisy!

"OK John, let's take a breather, time for drinks all round," I feel John withdraw and I reposition myself against the bed headboard. "So, how was that for you Tatty? And John, did you enjoy your first sloppy thirds?"

"Wow Shel, I can't begin to tell you how much fun I've had, every minute has been wonderful, although I admit some things were a first for me. I can't begin to tell you how grateful I am to you both for including me in this shagfest!" Said Tatty.

"As for me, the sloppy thirds was similar to sloppy seconds, though obviously a bit sloppier, Tatty you must have pumped a week's worth of spunk when you came up Shel." John said as he was bringing a couple of beers and a glass of wine for me.

"Well, for my part, I have been royally fucked today! It's one of the rare occasions where I wanted and got continuous hard shagging. Plenty of top class orgasms and a fanny that knows it has been used. Look at it, poor thing, still wide open and dripping spunk! My suspender belt is stretched beyond repair and my stocking tops are soaked with spunk!"

"I've an idea!" I continued, "if John is agreeable, would you like to come to the swingers club with us on Friday evening Tatty? Its trio night, which means a couple can take in a single guy, we could have another threesome and maybe even get another couple involved also?"

"No objections here," replied John, "If you are still in the same rampant mode I'll need another cock on call to deal with you."

"That would round off my holiday on a real high note, needless to say I had no chance of getting to a swingers club with either of my wives, I'd be honoured to go with you both, can't wait to see what it's like." Said Tatty with much excitement, "would it be too cheeky to ask for another shag today Shel, to keep me going till Friday?"

"Look at the state of my fanny! That is out of action till Friday! But I promise you'll get as much on Friday as you did today, maybe even more!"