My French Affair

I stood looking at myself in the mirror. I was naked, my wife waiting for me in the adjoining bedroom. We had got back from holiday the day before, and were now enjoying some time together on our own while our two young children visited their grandparents. I listened as Annie called to me, answering that I was on my way.

We'd already spent the last few hours in bed together, and were now ready for some more fun. Looking down, I could see my cock getting hard at just the thought of Annie in bed waiting for me, of her sexy body, of her taut breasts and almost permanently erect nipples.

I looked in the mirror again. I didn't look any different to what I did a week ago. Come to think of it, I didn't feel any different either. But I was. After all, until a week ago I had been faithful to Annie throughout our ten years of marriage. Of course I've been tempted, and the odd opportunity has arisen over the years. But I'd ignored them all, wanting, needing, only Annie.

Until last week that is.

When it just happened.

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We were on holiday in France. We had driven down to the Vendee coast for three weeks in the sun. We were staying at a sort of holiday resort. It suited us – plenty of sun, close to the beach, lots for the children to do.

The resort was built around a central area, where there were a couple of swimming pools, sun patio's, and play areas. There were then the usual collection of shops, restaurants and bars. All around this central area, for what seemed like miles, were chalets, mobile homes, caravans, and even a sprinkling of smaller areas set aside for tents.

We had booked ourselves into one of the chalets. It was fine for us – a couple of bedrooms, lounge, kitchen/diner, and all the "mod cons" you could think of. Outside there was a small garden, with room for a Barbeque, a table and chairs, and a couple of sun beds. There were chalets off to each side of us, and a small camping area, suitable really for only one tent, in front of us.

The first two weeks of the holiday flew by. I spent a lot of it by the pool, or on the beach, relaxing, playing with the children, swimming, and generally watching the world – especially the ladies - go by. Towards the end of the second week, Annie started taking the children to an activity club in the afternoon, leaving me to my own devices for two or three hours. I was quite happy with this, and spent the time lying out on a sun bed in our little garden, topping up my tan and having a read.

About this time, the middle aged couple who had been camping opposite us packed up and left. While we were out that evening, another tent appeared in their place. It was quite late when we got back from our visit to a funfair in a nearby town, and there was no-one to be seen, just a small car parked along one edge of the grassy area, and a tent.

We had a bit of a lie in the next day, as the children had gone to bed late. So it was mid morning by the time we all got up. We had breakfast together, and then got ready for an hour or so down by the pool. As I opened the door to the chalet, and looked outside, my mouth must have hung open at the sight that greeted me.

There was a woman on all fours directly opposite me, in the low entrance to the newly arrived tent. Her short skirt had ridden up, leaving me with a perfect view of the back of her tanned thighs, and much of her practically naked ass. There was only what looked like the tiniest of bikini bottoms between me and her bum and pussy. Her ass wiggled as she reversed out of the tent before standing up.

As a man followed her, she turned and saw me. She smiled, a dazzling bright smile, and gave a little wave, a knowing twinkle in her year. Annie pushed me in the back just then, waking me up from my open mouthed staring at the lady opposite.

Our new "neighbours" must have been in their mid twenties. They both waved as they saw Annie and the children, and she flashed that smile again, looking at me closely. We followed them as they headed off towards the pool as well.

We were only about fifteen yards behind them and I could not take my eyes off her legs and ass. There was just something about them, about her, which I found incredibly sexy. After a few minutes of this, I shook my head, and chased after the children to take my mind off her. For the next hour or so, I played with the children and had a swim, forgetting about her completely.

At lunchtime, Annie took the children back to the chalet for lunch, while I stayed by the pool a bit longer. Annie had only been gone a few minutes when I saw the girl walking towards me. Her skirt had gone now, and she was dressed only in her bikini. As soon as I saw her, my cock began to get uncomfortable in my swimming trunks.

What was it about her? It wasn't as if she was particularly beautiful or anything. She was pretty, very pretty, but by no means beautiful. Usually, I'm drawn to dark, slender women like Annie. But this was different.

Her dirty blonde hair was short, her face and shoulders sprinkled with freckles. She had a small nose, and full, very kissable lips. Her eyes looked different – a deep, almost liquid, dark brown colour.

Her skin was tanned a golden brown. She was quite well built in a curvy, voluptuous way, with breasts that looked soft and well rounded, and that were threatening to escape from her top. I could make out her small, hard nipples behind the flimsy material of her bikini. Her waist was surprisingly narrow compared to the rest of her, which made her hips look rounded as they curved softly into her strong legs.

My cock just kept growing as I watched her, as she got closer, all of me drawn to her. I pulled a towel off the end of the sun bed and pretended to wipe my face with it before dropping it into my lap to hide my more than obvious bulge, all of the time watching her.

She smiled at me again, a knowing, flirty smile, as if she knew exactly what she was doing to me. She pointed at the sun beds Annie and the children had just vacated. I watched as the man she was with turned the sun beds around a little, but left them only a few yards away from me. I reached for my book then, intent on having a read to keep my mind (and eyes!) off her.

I could see that she was stood talking to her partner out of the corner of my eye, but made the mistake of looking up just as she leant over to spread her towel out on the sun bed. Suddenly, her ass was pointing at me again, and it was all I could do to stop my cock bursting out of my trunks. For a few seconds I took in the view of her ass pointing at me, my view undisturbed except by the thin ribbon of her thong that was caught between her rounded cheeks.

I rolled over quickly, not daring to look any further, my face flushed, my cock painfully hard. I tried to read for a bit after that, not really seeing the words, but desperate to take my mind off her. As soon as I thought my cock was decent again, I pulled my shorts back on over my trunks and headed back to the chalet, smiling briefly in response to her bright smile and wave as I left.

That afternoon, when Annie and the kids were out, I lay out in the sun for a little while longer. I was feeling wonderfully relaxed, but could not shake her out of my mind. Why was I so drawn to her? As I thought about her, my cock started to rise again. I rolled over, angry with myself, with her, and tried to push her to the back of my mind again, trying to think of anything but her.

A while latter I heard her come back to their tent. I kept my eyes closed, and a few minutes later heard their car starting up and then pulling away. I went back into the chalet to get a drink. As I came back outside, she appeared from her tent, still dressed in her bikini. She smiled at me, openly, frankly, looking me up and down, before spreading her towel out on the grass.

I couldn't stop myself from watching her as I stood in the doorway of the chalet sipping my drink, my feet stuck to the floor. I couldn't take my eyes off her as she leant over to spread her towel out, as her breasts pressed forward in her top. She sat down and began to spread sun tan lotion on her shoulders. I couldn't drag myself away as she ran her hands onto the tops of her breasts, and then her belly and onto to her thighs, rubbing her lotion in carefully, slowly, deliberately.

When she was finished, she rolled onto her front and reached behind herself to rub her cream covered hands over her ass. She opened a book in front of her, and started to read. I stared at her deep cleavage, at the swell of her breasts. She looked up and smiled, that all knowing smile. I turned and went back inside the chalet, blushing furiously, my cock hard in my trunks.

I went through to the bedroom, and lay down, thankful for the cooler air. I tried to read, but couldn't concentrate, visions of her springing up from the page at me. I reached into my trunks, feeling my now semi erect cock. I cradled my balls with one hand, slowly stroking my ever growing cock with the other. I gave in to my imagination and pictures of her, this time naked, filled my head as I wondering at the delights hidden by her bikini.

Within what seemed like seconds, I was having a full blown wank, my trunks half way down my thighs, my cock thick and hard in my hand. I closed my eyes, feeling her against me, her breasts warm and firm, her pussy wet and waiting. My body tensed as I came quickly, my hand a blur as I wanked my cock, my cum squirting into the air before splattering down onto my belly.

I opened my eyes, my breathing heavy, and watched the cum dribbling over my hand and down my shaft as I stroked my still hard cock, squeezing the last of my cum from my aching balls. I looked at the thick splotches of cum on my belly, stark against my tanned skin. Even after my release, I couldn't stop thinking about her. What was it about her?

I dozed off, still holding my cock, only to be woken up by the cries of the children as they ran back towards the chalet. I dived into the bathroom in a panic and got cleaned up, frantically rubbing at the drying cum clinging to the hairs on my belly.

That evening we had a Barbeque. As I sat outside in my shorts cooking the meat, while Annie sorted out some bread and the salad, I tried to ignore the couple from the tent, even though I knew they were only a few yards away cooking on a small camping stove. Even when they both cried out, I didn't turn around. But Annie came out to see what was going on.

She told me that they had managed to knock the stove over, spilling their food all over the place. Before I could say anything, she was walking towards them, telling them that we had loads of food, and that they were more than welcome to join us. I sat still, my mind in turmoil, but not fully understanding why.

Minutes later she was stood in front of me, while Annie introduced Maria and Jacques to me.

"Hello," she smiled, touching me on the shoulder as I tried to carry on cooking. Her voice was low and husky, and very French.

I looked up at her, taking in her tight vest top, and the short skirt that barely hid her ass. My shoulder felt like it had been burnt were she had touched me. I could barely speak, my mouth felt dry, and my tongue felt like it was swollen and stuck to the roof of my mouth.

I tried to carry on cooking, only glancing across at Maria when Annie led her inside. I could hear them talking while they finished off the salad, but it was only her voice, only her, that I was really aware of, my cock hard in my shorts, my mind filled with visions of her again. I groaned and shook my head as I looked blankly at the meat as it started to burn.

The meal was a nightmare. The six of us were sat around a table made for four. Maria was sat between me and one of the children. She was very animated during the meal, great fun, always giving the children a lot of attention. But every time she leant towards Peter, our youngest, her ass and leg pressed back against me. My cock throbbed as I felt the heat of her naked flesh against me, as she flashed her bright smile at me, as she touched my arm.

Maria and Jacques helped us clear up, and - after a drink - Maria helped Annie settle the children down in bed. Jacques went back to the tent for some more wine, and then we settled down for a drink around the table outside. Maria sat close to me, openly flirting in a fun, slightly tipsy, sort of way as one drank our way through one bottle of wine after another. Every time she touched me I could feel my cock react and my face redden.

It was late when we eventually decided it was time for bed. Maria leant over and kissed me gently on the cheek, her lips warm and moist. Was it my imagination, or did she hold me just a little tighter than was necessary? Had she pressed herself to me a little more than normal?

Before going to bed, I slipped outside to check that the Barbeque was cold. I could hear Jacques and Maria in their tent, my mind immediately filled with images of her again. A surge of irrational jealousy swept through me. I shook my head, angry with myself for being so daft, as I stumbled back into the chalet. I grabbed Annie and we made love frantically, wantonly, my body moulded to hers, but as I came, it was Maria I was thinking of.

The next morning, I tried to ignore Maria, to the point of being rude, when I saw her by the pool. I tried not to look at her, and, having largely succeeded, felt happier when I went back to the chalet with Annie and the children.

After lunch, Annie took the children off to their club, while I sat outside in the sun with a drink and a book as usual. A while later, I saw Jacques and Maria coming back from the pool. Maria was wearing her bikini again, with a long tee shirt that just about reached down to the bottom of her cheeks. As they got back, they both smiled and waved. Jacques went into the tent, coming out only moments later with the car keys.

Despite my resolve, I couldn't help but watch as Maria draped her arms around his neck and kissed him. As she reached up, her top rode up, giving me a perfect view of her ass, her tiny bikini bottoms again leaving so little to my racing imagination. Jacques then got in the car and drove off, leaving Maria on her own. She smiled at me again, and then went to the tent. I turned away quickly, not trusting myself to watch as she crawled into the tent.

I went indoors for a drink, and then stood leaning against the door drinking and watching the world go by, as I often did. A few minutes later, Maria appeared. She looked over at me, openly looking me up and down. I was only wearing my swimming trunks, and just the thought of her looking at me sent the blood racing to my cock.

I'm thirty four, keep myself fit, and always feel good about myself when I'm on holiday and have got a bit of a tan. Even so, I suddenly felt uncomfortable at how openly, how frankly, she looked at me in those few seconds.

Abruptly, she smiled and turned away, walking towards the ice cream stall a hundreds yards away. I watched her, mesmerised by the way her ass rolled as she walked. She bought an ice cream cone and began eating it as she walked back, her small pointed tongue flicking out. I groaned as I watched her, and without really thinking went back indoors.

Before I knew it, I was on the bed, my rigid cock in my hand, my mind full of her again, full of her, of her tongue flicking out at my cock. I shut my eyes, and stroked my cock, peeling my skin back slowly. I opened my eyes and watched as I squeezed the pre cum out of the tip of my cock, watching as it ran slowly down my shaft. I thought I heard something. I looked up in alarm, but couldn't see anything. I stroked my cock, enjoying the hardness, the strength of my cock in my hand.

I reached for my balls, my legs wide apart. I glanced across at the long mirror on the wall at the foot of the bed, watching myself, seeing her reflection as she calmly watched me, licking her ice cream slowly, her eyes fixed on the reflection of my thick, hard cock in the mirror.

I sat up in alarm, automatically trying to drag my trunks up over my hard cock. She turned and fled. I ran after her, but by the time I reached the chalet door she was just going into her tent, her back to me. She stopped and looked back at me over her shoulder. She smiled, a sensual, inviting, knowing smile, and then went into the tent.

I couldn't help myself any longer – I followed her.

There was a sort of low canopy over the entrance to the tent, which you really needed bend over for to get inside. However, once you were through that the tent opened up, and was high enough to comfortably kneel up in. There was an open area inside the canopy, and then zipped doors on each side, leading to the two ends of the tent. One door was zipped up, while the other hung open. I turned towards that one.

I pulled the door aside and crawled through. Maria was there, kneeling up facing the door. Her bikini was gone, and she was naked. As my eyes adjusted to the semi darkness, I took in the sight of her beautifully rounded breasts, of her taut nipples, of the triangle of dark hair at the junction her thighs.

She was still holding her ice cream, licking it slowly. It was starting to melt, and drips were running down the cone before dripping onto the soft skin of her belly, before trickling down her body slowly towards that patch of dark hair. I moaned at what I saw, my cock springing up in my trunks, painfully restrained by the tight material. I started to move towards her, but she stopped me with a glance, as she looked pointedly at my trunks.

Kneeling up, I pushed my trunks down onto my thighs. My cock sprung free, bouncing in front of me, sticking out almost obscenely, the skin pulled back from the red, bulbous head, pre cum already dripping from the tip. I watched her looking at me, her eyes wide and bright, her tongue licking her lips in anticipation as she watched me wriggle out of my trunks completely.

I knelt in front of Maria, my cock pointing up at her. Without taking her eyes off me, she tilted the ice cream cone towards herself. I watched mesmerised as the last blob of ice cream slipped off the cone and landed with a "plop" just above her breasts. She put the cone to one side. I groaned, my cock jerking, as I watched the ice cream run slowly into the deep cleavage between her breasts.

I moved forward and kissed her hard on the mouth, pushing her onto her back, wanting her, needing her. My lips were crushed to hers, as she lay down, as she unfolded her legs from underneath herself and stretched out, her naked body next to me as I lay beside her. Her tongue slipped into my mouth, cold from the ice cream, hot with passion.

We kissed passionately as I reached for her breasts and nipples, squeezing and caressing her as our tongues thrust into each others mouths. I kissed along her lips and down her chin, moving quickly to kiss along her neck, nibbling at the soft skin as I went, listening to her soft sighs as I ran a hand up her legs, gently rubbing the hot flesh on the inside of her thighs.

I kissed her throat, my tongue running lightly over the hollow there before slipping down and between her full breasts. I licked the melting ice cream from her body, sucking it from her and eating it, flicking my cold tongue across onto her hard, puckered nipples as my hands roamed over her body, touching her softly but rubbing her hard, as I licked my way down her body.

She held my head lightly and guided me back to her breasts, her back arching. I resisted for a few moments, my tongue playing with the gold cross at her pierced belly button before letting her pull me upwards. I ran my tongue around her breasts, swirling it lightly around her taut nipples before sucking them hard into my mouth.

Maria pulled me harder to her, twisting her body as she pushed her nipple up to me, forcing it deeper into my mouth. I teased her for a few seconds, and then sucked hard again, drawing her nipple, her breast, into my hungry mouth, my tongue playing, pressing the rubbery flesh against the hard roof of my mouth.

The tent was full of her deep moans of pleasure as I sucked on her nipples, letting her guide me from one to the other as I licked and sucked and kissed and nipped her, as my hands ran freely over her wanton body.

My cock was rock hard along her thigh, and I could feel her pressing her leg against me. Maria drew her knee up a little, throwing her legs apart as my hand slid along her inner thigh again. I ran my finger higher, exploring the naked skin each side of her wet slit, playing lightly across her prominent clit, along her fleshy pussy lips, my mouth still clamped to her breasts.

She reached for my hand, pulling it to her, rubbing my fingers harder along her slit, pushing her hips forward to meet me. I resisted slipping my fingers inside, wanting to tease her just a few seconds longer, sensing that was what she needed as the first ripples of her orgasm poured rough her.

I rolled on top of her, sucking harder on her nipple before kissing her mouth and pressing the hard length of my cock down onto her pussy. She thrust her tongue into my waiting mouth to fuck me, my cock now lying between her pussy lips, my cock head pressing on her clit. Her fingernails dug into my ass as she grabbed me, pulling me to her.

I pressed my cock down hard on her, feeling her writhing and wriggling under me, rubbing herself against my rigid cock as her climax ripped through her body. She was hot under me, a flush running up her chest, her breathing harsh against my mouth.

Even as Maria's climax was coursing through her, and I could feel her moving beneath me, I moved down her body, kissing her body, kissing quickly over her beasts and tummy, down towards her pussy. I could feel her wetness on my belly, and then my chest, as I moved, keeping her body close to mine. I curled my legs up as I moved in the confined area of the tent.

She drew her knees up as I reached her pussy, exposing everything to me. I gazed down at her for a few long seconds, taking in the sight of the neat triangle of soft, dark hair, of the fleshy nub of her clit poking out from its hiding place, wanting attention. I looked at her pouting lips, at the juices running down towards her tight puckered ass. I leant down and wrapped my lips around her clit, pushing the rubbery flesh from side to side with my tongue before sucking on her.

She cried out again and again as I toyed with her clit, sucking her, nibbling her, before moving onto her pussy, and sucking first one, and then the other, and then both of her fleshy lips into my mouth. I licked past her lips, as far down as I could reach, teasing and tickling her bum, feeling the little ridges of flesh under my tongue, before moving up and plunging my tongue deep into her pussy.

Her ass lifted off the ground as she pushed herself hard to my mouth, grinding herself against me as I sucked and licked her, drawing her pussy, her tasty juices into my mouth. She threw her head back as she came again, crying out as her back arched, as she thrust her breasts gloriously upwards. I sucked and licked on her, and fucked her greedily with my tongue, reaching up for her breasts and nipples, as she held my head tight, grinding her pussy onto my mouth and tongue.

I lapped at her clit and pussy gently once her orgasm had begun to subside. Maria laid still, the tent quiet apart from her laboured breathing. After a few long minutes, she pulled me upwards. We rolled onto our sides and kissed, long soft sensual kisses that made my already hard cock throb against her. She broke our kiss, her hand trailing down my chest and belly, her nails sending shivers through me, before she wrapped her hand around my cock for the first time.

"Thank you," she whispered, speaking for the first time, her voice husky. "But now it's your turn."

She pushed me onto my back. I wriggled up the tent a bit to make room for her to kneel between my legs. I propped myself up on my elbows and watched as she looked at my cock lying on my belly. She dipped her head down, her heavy breasts dragging across my thighs as she licked slowly up my shaft. And then she did it again, only this starting lower, licking my balls as well.

I pulled my knees up, and the third time she started even lower down still, teasing my bum as I had teased hers, before licking my balls, her tongue swirling around each one before sucking them into her mouth, first one, and then the other, her tongue playing across them softly as she sucked gently.

Her tongue and lips moved up my shaft again, slowly, wetly, nibbling and licking at me, before her tongue poked at the slit in my cock head, teasing more pre cum out of me as I moaned softly at her attention. She looked up at me as she lifted my cock away from my belly, sighing as she felt the weight, the thickness, the strength of my cock in her small hand.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm....." was all she said, before leaning over me and wrapping my cock in her breasts, before dipping her head and sucking me into her mouth.

I gasped, pushing my hips up to meet her as her lips slipped down my shaft, as more of my cock disappeared into her hot, wet mouth. I watched as her head bobbed up and down, her lips stretched around my thick shaft, the tent full of wet slurping sounds. She held the base of my cock in one hand, her lips sliding down to meet it as I fucked her mouth. She cradled my balls in her other hand, her fingers probing lower, scratching me lightly.

Her head bobbed faster and faster, my cum bubbling in my balls. I groaned even louder, my breathing coming in gasps as my hips thrust upwards, her eyes never leaving mine. My body began to tense as I was about to cum – but Maria stopped me, holding my cock painfully tight, looking at me, her eyes pleading.

"Fuck me," she whispered, "please fuck me."

I dragged her away from my cock and rolled her onto her back, my cock already recovered and rigid in front of me as I knelt between her knees. I held her legs, pushing them back towards her. She grabbed her own knees and pulled back harder, exposing her glistening pussy and opening up her body to me.

I drove my cock into her quickly, not stopping until I was buried as deep in her as I could reach. We both cried out as her lips parted for me, as her pussy moulded itself around me. I pushed forward, her legs over my shoulders, and fucked her harder, deeper, faster. I pumped into her frantically, without finesse. I plunged my cock into her repeatedly, my balls tight and full and slapping against her, my ass clenching with every powerful thrust.

She cried out wantonly, her hands clawing at her breasts, pinching and pulling on her nipples, her head rocking from side to side as I powered into her. I leant further forward, my hands now each side of her head, her heels drumming on my back as I fucked her.

The feeling in my cock and balls was unbelievable, her pussy tight around me, milking me, my balls full of cum, my whole body awash with a desperate need for release. She screamed out as she came, her head thrown back as powerful orgasm tore through her body.

I roared as I came seconds later, my cum erupting from my cock in thick jets. I pulled out of her after a few seconds and wanked my rock hard cock, sending jets of cum up onto her body, splattering on her hands as they held her breasts, onto her belly, her clit and pussy, before I plunged my cock back inside her hot body.

My cum seemed to last forever, filling her pussy, covering her body, Maria's own pleasure prolonged as she felt my cum inside her. She sat up slightly to watch it running down her body. We held each other, kissing breathlessly, awed at the sheer intensity of our orgasms, of our pleasure, my cum sticky between us.

Slowly, we became aware of sounds from outside the tent, from around us. With a start, I came back to earth with a bump, realising the time. I scrambled around from my trunks, pulling them on quickly as Maria watched, my cock still wet from her pussy, splotches of cum on my chest and belly. She passed me some tissues, and watched silently as I wiped my cum, her juices, from my body as best I could.

I looked at her, still naked, a sense of loss, of need, surging through my body. She pulled the edge of the blanket we had been lying on over her body, hiding her nakedness.

"Go," she whispered.

I hesitated, not wanting to leave but knowing that I had to. I crawled out of the tent, and dashed to the chalet, not daring to look around, already racked by guilt. I quickly showered, scrubbing at my body carefully, dreading Annie's return.

That night I lay awake in bed. Annie and I had made love, lovingly, tenderly. But again it was Maria that I had seen as I had cum, her face, her body that I kept seeing. The next morning I felt tired and irritable, guilty and ashamed. I knew what had happened was wrong and had to stop - but it felt so right.

When we went to the pool after breakfast, we passed Jacques and Maria. They both smiled at us brightly, but I tried to ignore her, deciding that was the best, the only, thing to do. Annie looked at me a bit puzzled, surprised at my apparent rudeness.

A bit later, I saw Maria by the pool, and this time it was her who glared at me. At first my stomach lurched, a sense of loss, of need, churning inside me. But I turned away from her, determined in my resolve to ignore her, my heart, my head, telling me one thing, my cock another.

After lunch, Annie went off with the children again. I heard Jacques go out in the car, off windsurfing again with some friends like he had told me a few nights before. I had thought about going out, to make sure that I didn't see Maria again, but as she was nowhere to be seen, I decided to lie out in the sun with a book.

I laid out face down, my eyes closed. For a while, all was quiet. But then, for some reason, I opened my eyes. Maria was walking straight towards me, an ice cream in her hand. It was a lolly on a stick this time, a round lolly, made of ice and quite thick, perhaps six or seven inches long.

She licked at it slowly, her tongue flowing from the bottom of the lolly to the top, her eyes on me, knowing that I was watching, knowing that I couldn't drag my eyes away. She turned towards her tent, bending down to enter it. As she did, she dropped her skirt on her floor. She had the same bikini on, her ass practically naked as she looked at me over her shoulder, the tip of her tongue between her lips.

How was I meant to resist? I didn't even try. All my resolve disappearing as she looked at me, melting away as quickly as her lolly. Seconds later I was on my feet and following her.

By the time I got to her tent, and pulled the door flap to one side, my cock was hard and poking out of the waist band of my trunks. Maria was already naked, sitting facing me, her legs curled up underneath her, leaning on one hand. She was licking the lolly again, her eyes flicking from mine to my cock.

I pulled my trunks off and knelt in front of her. I reached for my cock, her eyes widening as I stroked my thick length, squeezing drips of pre cum from the tip. I leant forward and wiped my cock head on her thigh, leaving trails of pre cum sparkling across her tanned skin. With my eyes locked on hers, I took the lolly from her, and leant forward to kiss her. Her lips and tongue were cold as we kissed softly.

As I eased her backwards, her legs unfolded from underneath her until she was lying down beside me. I held her arms above her head, her two small hands held in one of mine as I settled beside her, her naked body stretched out for me.

I licked the ice lolly, my eyes on hers, and then flicked my tongue across her hard nipple. I felt Maria's skin puckering and tightening even more under my touch, little shivers going through her body. I licked the lolly again, and leant over her to suck her other nipple, my inflamed cock pressed against her thigh. I touched her nipple with the tip of the lolly, watching her body tense and then wriggle at the coldness.

I ran the lolly all around one nipple, and then dragged it slowly across her body, down into the valley between her breasts, and up onto her other nipple, and then back down between her breasts again, leaving wet trials of icy water on her hot flesh.

I sucked on her cold nipple, toying with the hard, sensitive flesh with my lips and tongue, her moans filling the tent as I held her hands tight in mine and teased her. I moved the lolly slowly down her body, onto her belly. I watched as her belly button slowly filled with the icy water, as she pulled her tummy in as my cold touch spread.

She gasped in anticipation as I let go of her hands and sat up a little. She didn't move her arms, but still lay there, stretched out naked before me as I moved the lolly over her body towards the triangle of hair above her pussy. I passed there, moving the lolly sideways across the top of her pubic mound, before tracing the edge of the triangle, leaving wet trails along the junction of her legs and body, rivulets of cold water running down towards her bum.

Her hands were on her breasts now, her back arching, her body writhing as I moved the rapidly melting lolly again. Her legs flew open as I touched her clit with the melting ice, her belly pulling in as she gasped loudly. I watched as she reached down with both hands and pulled her pussy lips upwards, leaving her clit naked to me. I swirled the tip of the lolly all around the exposed bud of hot flesh, leaving her gasping.

Her moaning got louder as I rubbed the lolly carefully between her hot pussy lips, pointing it downwards, rubbing the length of the lolly along her slit before easing the tip inside her body. She was rubbing her clit hard, in a rapid circular motion. I pushed her hand away, and leant over to suck on her clit, to flick and tease it with my tongue, as I pushed the lolly deep inside her.

Maria grabbed her own breasts again, kneading them, pulling on her nipples as the melting lolly sent waves of cold pleasure through her body, as the cold juices ran teasingly down to her ass. I sucked hard on her clit while I fucked her gently with what was left of the lolly. She cried out again and again, arching her back and holding me tight to her, as her orgasm flooded her body with intense pleasure.

I pulled the lolly from her and threw it to one side, before clambering between her legs and driving my cock into her pussy. I don't think I'd ever felt harder or longer or thicker as I drove my hot cock into her cold pussy. Her lips stretched around me as my hard, hot cock met her soft, cold pussy. Wave after wave of pleasure ran through her as I fucked her, as I drove my cock into her.

With a roar, my cum exploded into her, mixing with her juices as I fucked her, as I drove into her through my orgasm, through hers, until I slumped on top of her, gasping for breath, my cock still buried inside her, our bodies wracked with pleasure.

As I got my breath back, I rolled onto my back beside her, reaching out for her, both of us laughing at our release. It wasn't long before Maria was reaching for my cock again, stroking me before leaning over and licking me gently, cleaning my cum and her juices from my cock before slipping the tip into her mouth. I felt her teeth biting on me gently, and then her tongue rubbing across the rough, sensitive skin between my shaft and cock head.

As she sucked me into her willing mouth, she straddled me, lowering her pussy towards my waiting mouth, my eager tongue. I looked up at her clit, her pussy, her bum, wanting to taste her, to lick her, suck her and eat her. I reached up for her cheeks, held her tight and pulled her towards me, as her lips slipped deliciously up and down my cock, her fingers teasing my ass and cupping my balls.

She dropped her hips lower, pushing her pussy hard onto my mouth. I slipped my tongue inside her, tasting our cream as I licked and sucked on her. I slid a finger between her cheeks, rubbing lightly over her bum as she ground her pussy hard against my mouth. I fucked her with my tongue, my mouth clamped over her clit and pussy, my finger teasing.

I could feel her hair on my thighs as her head bobbed up and down on my shaft, her back arching as she moved, her hips rocking, pushing her pussy rhythmically onto my tongue as my hips bounced off the ground to drive my cock deeper and deeper into her wet mouth.

We came more or less together, our urgent cries muffled by each others bodies. Her juices seemed to gush from her, my cum pumping strongly into her mouth. We sucked each other hard, our mouths clamped onto each other, not wanting to waste a drop of our juices, each wanting to take everything the other had to give. But even so, as she moved her pussy away, her juices dripped onto my face and chest.

She turned around and we kissed gently, holding each other tight, our bodies hot and sticky. Her tongue flicked around my mouth and chin, licking her juices from my face. I did the same to her, tasting my cum on her, before kissing her deeply, our tongues exploring gently.

We held each other for as long as we could, for as long as we dare. In the end, Maria pushed me away, telling me to go, wanting me to stay. I pulled on my swimming trunks and left, not really caring if I was seen.

I showered quickly, and then went back outside, my balls aching, my mind full of Maria, still feeling her hot against me. I watched her come out of her tent, and walk quickly towards the shower block, wrapped in a towel, my cock rising as I thought of what was underneath.

The next day was different. We didn't even pretend to fight it. As soon as Annie and the children were gone I was at the chalet door, dressed just in shorts, waiting for Jacques to go out. I watched with a pang of jealousy as Maria kissed him before he left, but even as the car disappeared around the corner I was crossing the few yards to her tent.

I scrambled inside and pulled Maria into my arms. We kissed urgently, our hands everywhere. I tugged at the strings of her bikini, wanting, needing, to have her naked in my arms. She practically tore my shorts down my legs, my hard cock slapping against my belly as she released it. Our tongues fucked each others mouths, our lips crushed together, as I pulled her onto the floor with me.

She laid on top of me, my cock hard between us, her juices already escaping onto my cock and balls. We broke our kiss as she lifted her body away from me, and lowered a hard nipple into my mouth. We both gasped as I reached for other breast, as I sucked on one taut nipple, rolling the rubbery flesh between my tongue and the roof of my mouth, while I teased the other nipple with my fingers, while she pressed her pussy and clit down onto the hard shaft of my cock.

With an audible "pop" she pulled her nipple from my mouth and turned around. Now it was my turn to gasp first as she held my cock upright and sucked half my length into her mouth, before lowering her dripping pussy onto my waiting tongue.

She writhed and wriggled above me as I held her ass and licked and kissed and sucked her wanton, hot pussy, her juices running into my mouth and down onto my chin. Maria was wetter, more excited, more turned on than I had ever known her, and my cock, sensing this, grew even harder, even longer.

At first, I couldn't work out what was going on. It seemed to suddenly get dark, but as I had my face buried in Maria's delightful pussy, I didn't think anything of it. But then she seemed to lift her pussy away from my mouth – or be lifted away. I looked up – and my eyes must have been out on stalks as I was greeted by the sight of an erect cock, of a pair of heavy balls, of a hand reaching for Maria.

Jacques!

For a moment I started to panic, but then watched mesmerised as his cock disappeared into her pussy. At first, her pussy just opened up as his cock head split her lips apart. Her lips stretched around him as his shaft slid easily into her. Maria moaned in pleasure onto my cock as he eased into her, and then with frustration as he pulled out until just the tip was inside her. I looked up, fascinated by the sight of his hard cock glistening with her juices.

Then Jacques plunged his cock inside her, pushing her body forward, pushing her down onto my cock, pushing me deeper into her mouth. I cried out as her teeth grated down my cock, as she sucked on me, drawing me towards her throat. As she sucked on me, I reached up to lick on her pussy again, flicking my tongue across her clit and pussy as Jacques slid his cock into her, his balls catching me every so often as they swung heavily beneath his cock.

I reached between us for her breasts, holding them, squeezing them, rubbing and pulling on her rock hard nipples. As Jacques fucked her harder and faster, our movements sped up to match his. Maria sucked my cock harder, her teeth and lips holding me tight as I slipped deeper and deeper into her hot, wet mouth.

I pulled on her nipples, making her cry out with pleasure. I sucked on her pussy lips, and toyed with her clit with my tongue, watching as Jacques cock ploughed into her, occasionally catching my mouth or tongue, his hot, hard flesh tasting of his wife's delicious juices.

Maria came first, not caring who heard her as she dropped my cock and cried out, the fucking she was getting, the toying with her clit and pussy, her breasts and nipples, sending waves of pleasure through her. As she cried out, Jacques grunted and drove his cock into her. I watched as his body tensed and his balls tightened as he pumped his cum inside her.

When my cock had dropped from her mouth, Maria had grabbed me and started to wank me furiously. But as my cum shot from me, she sank her mouth back over the head of my cock and sucked everything I had to offer from me.

We separated slowly, and I watched as Jacques and Maria kissed, sharing the taste of my cum as their tongues explored sensually. I watched them as they knelt opposite each other, Jacques cock still semi erect and slick with Maria's juices, her body flushed with excitement, his cum wet on her pussy and thighs. I automatically reached for my cock, stroking gently as I watched them as I took in this unexpected turn of events. When they broke their kiss, they turned to me, huge smiles on their faces.

"Let me," Maria murmured, reaching for me as he husband watched on.

It seemed like only seconds later that I was hard again, but in reality it was long minutes during which Maria touched and stroked me, before licking and sucking on my growing cock, all the time my hands roaming over her sexy body. Jacques reached for her too, joining me in caressing her. Maria reached out for his stiffening cock, wanking him gently as she leant over me, sucking me, her ass in the air, our two cocks so very close together.

Jacques cock was darker than mine, and slightly curved, but otherwise we were much the same as Maria made sure that we quickly became how she wanted us – long, hard and thick.

I lay on my back, and pulled Maria to me. She sat over me, her legs each side of my body, and held my cock upright. Jacques was kneeling beside me, his heavy cock in his hand as he watched his wife rub the head of my cock against her pussy. I felt her heat and wetness on me as she slowly sunk her body down onto my cock.

I groaned out loud as she took me inside her body, until I was buried deep, her pussy pressed hard to me, moulded around every ridge, every vein, of my throbbing cock. I reached for Maria's breasts as she began to move slowly up and down on me, as my hips moved to her rhythm, driving our bodies together.

Jacques knelt up beside her, and reached for her head, pulling her towards him and pushing his cock into her willing mouth. He reached behind her with one hand to toy with her ass, while he held her head to his cock with the other hand, his fingers entwined in her hair.

The tent was quiet apart from our soft groans, and the wet sound of sex, of my cock driving faster and faster into Maria's wet pussy, of Jacques cock fucking her sweet mouth. Our movements became faster, harder, more urgent as our need for release grew.

I think I came first, my cum pouring into Maria in thick jets. She pressed down hard on me, the feel of my cum squirting inside her taking her over the edge. She clawed at my chest as her climax filled her body, as Jacques sent his cum into her mouth. She reached a hand out to his balls, squeezing them as she sucked his cum from him, as her pussy milked my cum from me, as we all cried out together.

This time Maria kissed me, her body hard against mine as she lay on top of me, as Jacques caressed her. I could taste his cum as I kissed her slowly, passionately, our tongues playing together. She rolled off me, and held Jacques, before cuddling back up to me, her hand cradling my still wet cock. We held each other for a few more minutes, knowing that I would have to leave her, leave them, shortly.

After that, the rest of the day seemed to drag on. All I could think about was them, and of the next afternoon when we could be together again. I had seen Jacques and Maria go out, which had sort of made things easier. But just the thought of her sent the blood racing to my cock, and I knew I wanted to be with her, with them, again, no matter how wrong it was. I couldn't help myself.

It was quite late when they got back. It was a warm evening, and I was outside having a last glass of wine before following Annie and the children to bed when they pulled up in their car. As they got out, Maria flashed me a dazzling smile before saying something to Jacques.

As she came around the car, I saw that she was wearing a tight vest top that clung to her breasts and showed off her nipples, and a short, flared skirt that barely covered the bottom of her ass. She knew I was watching as she walked the few paces to the tent, Jacques in front of her, her ass swinging from side to side.

As she reached the tent, she dropped down onto all fours, her ass pointing at me, and began to follow Jacques inside. She didn't need to be on all fours, and I knew that it was just for me, because now I was looking directly at her naked ass as her already short skirt rode up. She looked at me over her shoulder, smiling that delicious smile again, before going further into the tent, her ass rocking from side to side, her pussy lips now clearly pouting at me.

I almost dropped my glass in my haste to get up, to go to her, my cock now a massive bulge in my shorts. Ignoring all else, I ran across to their tent and followed Maria inside, dragging my hard cock out of the top of my shorts even before I reached them.

I almost bumped into her as they had both stopped just inside the tent. Jacques was sat facing me as I turned into the tent, his legs out straight and his arms behind him supporting his weight. Maria was on all fours in front of him, her lips already wrapped around his thick cock, her head bobbing up and down as she sucked wetly on his cock, her ass in the air.

I moved quickly behind her, Jacques grinning at me as I flipped her skirt up to leave her ass totally naked. She opened her legs a little more, showing me her wetness, her swollen lips, her wanton pussy. I shuffled closer and drove my cock into her, grabbing her hips and pulling her onto my rigid cock.

Her cries as my cock plunged into her as deep as I could reach were muffled by her husbands cock. I pulled out as much as I dare, and then drove back into her again and again, pushing her down onto Jacques cock, making us all cry out. She grabbed his shaft, holding him tight, her hand stopping his cock from disappearing any deeper into her mouth as I fucked her hard.

Her pussy was hot and wet and tight, and it seemed like only seconds before she lifted her head away from Jacques cock and cried out that she was cumming, only seconds before her body tensed and then relaxed as her orgasm sent wonderful tremors of pleasure through her body. I held her tight, fingering her little puckered ass as she moaned and cried out, my cock buried in her pussy, her head in Jacques lap.

Gradually she recovered, and began sucking on his cock again. I fucked her slowly, wanting to cum, needing to cum, but wanting to make it last, perhaps sensing that our time together was coming to an end. She pushed her ass back against my finger. I teased her some more, rubbing at the little ridges of flesh, wanting to fuck her there. I looked at Jacques. He nodded slowly.

I pulled my cock out of Maria's pussy and pulled her hips down a little, quickly rubbing my cock head against her ass, hoping that my juices were enough wetness for us. She stopped still as she realised what I wanted to do, and then moaned as I pressed my cock head hard against her.

At first, nothing happened, but then – with an almost audible "pop" – she relaxed and my cock head shot into her. She screamed, in pain, in pleasure, her cries muffled by Jacques. He held her tight as I pushed against her again, as an inch of my cock, and then two, and then more, disappeared inside her.

She felt hot and tight and unbelievably sexy. I leant forward again, and slowly my cock buried itself inside her. I held still, letting her get used to me, before easing out of her, and then sliding back into her again, slowly, carefully. She wiggled her ass against me, moaning softly.

"Fuck me," she told me.

And so I did, slowly at first, but then harder and faster, knowing that I wouldn't be able to last long as my balls slapped against her wet pussy. I felt her pushing her fingers into her pussy, and rubbing them along my cock as I fucked her ass, as she fucked herself, as she sucked on Jacques, as he toyed with her nipples.

In the end, my orgasm exploded with out warning. I threw my head back and cried out as I sent jets of cum deep into her ass. I pulled out and sent more cum arcing up onto her back, and then onto her ass and pussy. Her fingers were a blur as they pumped into her pussy, as she came again.

Jacques pulled his cock from her mouth and dragged her around, quickly driving his cock into her as she clung to me, as we kissed, our lips crushed together, his cock sending more pleasure through her body, and then more cum into her.

She clung to me as Jacques cuddled her from behind, his cock still inside her, his hands on her breasts. She kissed me softly, knowing that I had to go. I pulled my shorts up, my cock still covered in cum, in her juices, her body still splattered with my cum.

She kissed me again, softly, lovingly.

"Thank you" was all she said as I left.

I was up early the next morning, unable to sleep. I opened the curtains and looked out. I stared blankly, not quite taking in the open space in front of me. The car had gone, the tent, Jacques – and Maria. I felt stunned, empty, not quite believing it.

It was over as suddenly as it had started.