Off on our holidays
Diary Entry: August 2018
It was the summer, and we had booked a two-week holiday which included a seven-night cruise around the Mediterranean, followed by seven-nights in a hotel on a beach near to Nice in the South of France. France was one of our favourite destinations and we had been to this hotel a few times before.
It wasn’t our first cruise either. Anne loved to be afloat even before we’d started all this with Brian. She used to ‘come-alive’ whenever we cruised, she used to tell me that there was something about being in bed with the motion of the ship that got her all aroused. So I looked forward to this cruise, given the changes that I’d seen in her over the past year.
Brian and Sara were also going on holiday, they left the week before we did and they were headed to Portugal for their first break together.
We joined the cruise ship in Venice after flying first to Heathrow then onto Venice. We enjoyed the cruise and had more sex than we’d had in previous times, which I put down to our new regime and our involvement with Brian and Sara.
We disembarked in Nice and spent the next seven days relaxing by the beach and the hotel pool. It was at this hotel when we had a surprising encounter with a French couple that made our holiday.
It happened on the penultimate night of our holiday. We had struck up a friendship with a married couple in their thirties from Paris. We first met them at breakfast on our first morning, and had spent a couple of days together, and even took a day-trip on a sailing boat that we all enjoyed immensely. We ate dinner together most evenings, and afterwards, we would either sit on our balcony or theirs with a couple of bottles of wine and look out onto some beautiful sunsets.
They were friendly, and we both admitted that they were both highly attractive. He, Michelle, was typically French, olive-skinned and well, he got her juices flowing just with a smile. And his wife, Marie was gorgeous, with her long black hair and blue eyes and her classic curvy figure, well she was sex on legs. She was a gorgeous, sultry woman and every time she looked at me I felt that her eyes pierced my soul, she turned me on so much. I constantly imagined what was under her dress, or her bikini, or whatever she wore.
As our holiday neared its end, we all drank a little too much, and we were on our balcony when my wife’s tongue let out some of our secrets. And when she let slip, about our best friend Brian, Marie was very intrigued and asked for more details. The wine flowed freely, as Anne’s tongue loosened further, and she told them about her first time with him, and how we all ended up sharing our bed.
I watched them both as she spoke and it was obvious that they were both excited and very interested. Michelle revealed that they had talked about doing something like it in the past but never had the nerve to do it, or knew anyone to ask. Anne looked at them both.
“How about us?” She said.
I glanced at her, I could tell that she was seriously aroused, her nipples poked at her top like bullets. I smiled as I saw them glance at each other.
“You? For real?” Marie asked, in her sexiest French accent.
“Sure. We both find you very attractive, and we are leaving in a couple of days, so tonight is as good a time as any.”
I felt my cock stiffen as I watched them and tried to figure out how they would react. They looked at each other and started to talk in French. The conversation seemed to get quicker, and more animated as time passed. Then Michelle turned and spoke.
“Anne, Paul. We are very flattered, but we think that we would be a disappointment to you. We are both very nervous.”
I glanced over to Anne. I knew that under that skirt she would be soaked, his sexy accent would be turning her on so much. I smiled.
“Michelle, I’m sure that wouldn’t be a problem. And I can also assure you, neither of you would be a disappointment.”
I watched as they exchanged a glance, Marie lowered her eyes and I thought that she blushed. Then there was another exchange between them and she nodded and looked so shy.
Michelle looked at Anne.
“Okay, Anne. We can try.”
Anne stood and walked over to Michelle and took his hand. He stood and she led him into our room.
“We should go inside, away from prying eyes.” She said.
I got up and stood before Marie. She looked so cute, so sexy, and so scared. I reached out and she took my hand, her fingers trembled as I wrapped mine around them and pulled her to her feet. As she stood I slipped my arms around her waist and pulled her to me. I pressed my body against hers, and she felt my bulge press into her. She lifted her eyes to me and stared, I smiled.
“You see. It’s worked already.” I said.
She smiled and I surprised her, I kissed her.
She moaned as we kissed and I felt her relax in my arms. Then we headed inside.
When we got inside we stopped and looked at Anne and Michelle who were locked in and embrace as they kissed in the middle of our room. I hugged Marie.
“Do you like to see that Marie?” I asked.
She bit her lip and nodded.
“Oh yes.” She whispered.
They broke and Anne slipped her arm around him and they looked at us.
“How do you want to do this?” I asked.
“Do you want to watch each other, or go to separate rooms?”
They looked at each other, again Marie lowered her head. I lifted it gently with my fingers.
“Do you want to watch him, Marie?” I asked.
She bit her lower lip and nodded. I kissed her softly.
“Then that’s what we will do.”
I took her hand and led her to the seat in front of the dresser and I sat and pulled her onto my lap. She wrapped her arms around my neck and we settled down with a good view of the bed.
Michelle was nervous. I could see his fingers shake from where I was sat. Anne took his hands and put them behind her onto the zip of her dress, he got the message and slid it down as she pulled his shirt from his trousers, and then started to unbutton it. As her dress fell to the floor she had his shirt off his shoulders and it joined the dress on the floor.
She ran her fingers across his chest, I could tell how much she liked the feel of it. He had a good body. And as Anne started on his trousers I felt Marie grind herself onto my hard cock. I smiled and reached around and slid my hand across her breasts and stroked gently across her dress and over her nipple. She leaned back into me and I kissed her neck softly. She moaned.
I lowered my hand and slid it along her leg and under her dress. As I slid it slowly up her legs she shifted and her legs parted just enough for me to get my hand between them. My fingers slid across the soft material of her panties and I could feel that she had a good bush of hair underneath and I pressed my finger along her slit and found her clit. She moaned more and pressed her head into my neck as I rolled my fingertip around her clit over her panties.
Anne gasped as she pulled down his boxers and revealed a big cock, he was as big as Brian and hard. Anne glanced at me and I smiled at her as he took her bra off and let his hands roam across her breasts. They moved to the bed and he laid her down on it and began to kiss her as his hands roamed over her body and she began to moan and writhe on the bed. I turned Marie’s head to look, I didn’t want her to miss anything and she stared at them as I pulled my hand from her dress and returned it to her breasts.
Marie stared at her husband as he kissed my wife and she moaned and wrapped her fingers around his cock. He groaned and slid his fingers between her wet pussy lips and slipped one inside and began to finger her. She panted and her chest rose and fell as she breathed hard.
“Oh, Michelle. Fuck me. Fuck me now.” She cried.
I smiled, she was so turned on that she didn’t want foreplay, she wanted to be fucked. He glanced over to me and Marie. His wife smiled at him and nodded. He turned away and knelt at Anne’s feet. He spread her legs with his hands then crawled up and knelt between them. He stroked his cock a few times then leaned over her and rubbed it along the length of her slit a few times. She panted and gasped.
“Fuck Michelle! Put it in!” She begged.
He leaned forward and guided it between her lips and I watched as her mouth fell open and she fell silent as he pressed home and his cock pushed into her. He stretched her as he slid it in, and she reached up and grabbed his arms and gripped him as he pushed, and pushed until he was in her.
She gasped and breathed in.
“Oh god, it’s big. Oh yes.”
I smiled as I kissed Marie’s neck again, but her eyes were firmly fixed on her husband as he began to move inside my wife and they began to fuck each other.
As Michelle picked up his pace I felt Marie stretch to get a better view. I smiled and helped her to her feet and we walked over and stood beside the bed and I held her as she stared down at her husband as he started to slam his cock hard into my wife. Anne responded and she wrapped her legs around his thighs and gripped him as she pushed up at him. She moaned and cried out as he plunged deep into her and her fingers gripped his back and dug into the tanned flesh.
Anne began to breathe hard and her fingers pulled at his flesh as she cried out and yelped with each deep thrust. When she came it was loud and she buried her face into his neck to stifle the squeal that came from deep within her.
I felt Marie grip my waist as she tensed as Anne came and then she gasped as her husband threw his head back and slammed into Anne one last time and fell on her as his cum shot from his cock and began to fill my wife’s pussy.
We watched as they lay together on the bed and Anne caressed and stroked his back as I saw his bum cheeks twitch as the last few spurts of cum left his cock and flowed into Anne. They kissed and then he rolled from her legs and lay beside her, she turned and faced him, her hand stroked across his stomach and she looked up at me and smiled.
“That was fantastic.” She sighed.
He looked at his wife and they exchanged a look, and a few words, one of which I recognised, ‘fantastique’ Marie turned her head to me.
“We? Now?” She glanced towards the bed.
I smiled and nodded.
“If you want to?” I asked.
She smiled and nodded.
The others got off the bed and sat on the chair that we had vacated after Anne pulled it close to the bed. I stood and undressed Marie, she had become incredibly nervous, which I found a turn-on. When I slipped her summer dress over her head I gasped, she was topless and wore a tiny pair of panties. I quickly stripped down to my boxers and she stared at my bulge. I wasn’t as big as her husband, but it would only be the second cock that she had experienced in her life. Like Anne, she was a virgin when she met Michelle.
I laid her down and we kissed. My hands explored her body as we kissed, and as I worked my way over her soft flesh I could feel her tremble at my touch. She moaned as my lips found her nipple and I gently suckled it and teased it with my tongue, as my fingers flicked across the other and pinched it gently. She let out a cry as my teeth gently pressed into her nipple and tugged at it. To her surprise, I started kissing her stomach and moved lower. They had already revealed that her husband often neglected her pussy and I hoped that he was watching closely as I knelt at her feet and peeled her panties down and revealed a beautiful full bush of dark pubic hair.
I ran my fingers through her soft, downy pussy hair and let them caress over her clit. She gasped and her hips twitched as I gently pressed onto her sensitive button. I lay down and pushed her legs wide and pressed my mouth onto her pussy. She cried out and her fingers grabbed at my hair as my tongue licked all along her wet slit and probed just inside her pussy and then my lips pressed onto her clit and she moaned and pushed her pussy up against my mouth. She mumbled something French, which I assumed was good and she tugged at my hair as I began to lick and suck on the clit and pussy.
She moaned, and humped her pussy up against my mouth, as I continued to work my tongue over it. Her clit was hard and I could taste her juices as they began to leak from her. Then, her fingers grabbed my hair and her thighs closed around my head, as she gripped it tight and cried out in French. She humped up at me and I felt her legs shake as she came on my mouth.
She squealed as I held my mouth on her pussy and she came hard. Her hips jerked erratically up at me as her orgasm swept over her and I had to hang on at times just to stay on contact with her pussy.
As it subsided she flopped back onto the bed and released my hair and her legs fell open and I was able to lift my head. I looked up at her. She lay back, she looked up at the ceiling fan which slowly rotated above us. I slid from her and lay beside her and kissed her.
“Did you enjoy that Marie?” I asked.
She looked at me, her breathing still a little fast and stared into my eyes.
“Mon dieu c’était si bon. Je ne me suis pas sent comme ҫa depuis longtemps.”
She leaned in and kissed me. Her tongue pushed into my mouth and toyed with my own. When we broke I looked at Michelle.
“That was good right?”
“She said that she hadn’t felt like that in a long time.”
I smiled at him.
“You should do that to her more often Michelle. She loves it.”
He nodded and looked at her, and in an accent that I knew would have my wife wet between her legs he spoke to his wife.
“Marie, seeing you like that was beautiful. I promise you that we will do that every time we make love from now on.”
I smiled and she looked at me, she bit her lip.
“Now?” She asked.
I nodded and laid her back down and slid between her legs knelt up and stroked my cock. She looked up at me with anticipation all over her face. I leaned over and slid the tip along her wet slit, her black pussy hair glistened with her juices from her orgasm. And then I pushed and it slid into her.
It was my turn to groan, she was tighter than I had expected and her pussy gripped my cock shaft as I slid into her.
“Oh god, that’s tight.” I moaned and pushed until I was fully inside her.
Her hands wrapped around my neck and we began to fuck. I took long slow strokes, I wanted this to last, she felt wonderful and as we fucked she kissed me passionately. She loved to kiss, and it showed. We soon picked up and she ground herself against me each time I thrust into her as she worked her clit against me. Her legs raised and she hooked her feet behind my back and I felt her grip me even tighter as I pounded into her.
It had turned into a most memorable fuck and I was in ecstasy. I glanced across and noticed that my wife had now got Michelle hard again and was on her knees as she sucked his cock as he stared at me fucking his wife.
I slowed and whispered into Marie’s ear.
“Marie. Would you like to switch to doggy?” I asked.
She nodded and I stopped. I pulled out of her and raised her onto her hands and knees. I turned her to face her husband. She now saw that my wife was at his feet with his cock in her mouth. Michelle was transfixed. He stared at her and she knelt and faced her as I slipped behind her and grabbed her hips and pushed my cock into her pussy.
They stared at each other as I slid deep into her and she groaned and pushed back at me as I held onto her hips and fucked her. She yelped and grunted and cried out as I pounded my cock into her pussy and she rocked back and forward as we fucked hard on the bed. Michelle stared at her throughout it all as I slammed into her, and even when he came into my wife’s mouth, he only took his eyes off her for a moment. He looked down and stroked Anne’s hair as he shot his load into her mouth before he returned his gaze at his wife as I fucked her in front of him.
It was such a hot sight and I felt my orgasm rise as I gripped her hips tight and pushed hard, my balls slapped off her thigh as I slammed into her then I groaned and threw my head back and thrust deep and I felt the first eruption of cum shoot out and into Marie’s pussy.
She cried out as she felt the hot, sticky cum shoot into her and I held her tight as I lay over her and my cock jerked inside of her as it spurted cum into her pussy. Her arms collapsed and her head fell onto the bed as she gasped for air as my cock continued to empty my cum into her. I looked up in time to see Anne, lick Michelle’s cock clean and turn to look at me, she smiled, and I sat back and my cock slid from Marie and a sliver of cum dribbled down onto the bed.
The room was silent for a few moments, only the sound of our breathing could be heard, then Marie turned and hugged me.
“Thank you, Paul. That was beautiful.”
Michelle and Anne joined us on the bed and we discussed what had happened. They both had loved it all, and when I suggested that we could spend the night with each other’s partners they took me up on it immediately. And as I kissed Anne goodnight and she left with Michelle I knew that she would be riding his cock within minutes of getting into their room, as for me and Marie. We made love twice more that night, and again in the morning. It was a long and memorable night.
When we left the hotel both Anne and I were a little sad. We knew that we would miss them both. Anne was delighted when we exchanged email addresses and they asked if they could look us up the next time that they were in England. We knew that they visited London often, I told them that we lived far from London, and Michelle said that they would love to travel to see us.
On the flight back we reflected on our holiday and both agreed that it had been one of the best, and, we had met two more people that we knew, we would see again.