The pool and patio area are all secluded at the villa, so Helen and I were soaking up the sun on the loungers totally starkers and of course sleeping off the drink from the previous night. John had just gone to the town to buy some bits and bobs, when in strolled Brian and Phil, I knew we shouldn't have let them come back to the house the night before. Helen was sound asleep and was recovering from the shagging she'd received from these guys. I left Helen sleeping and asked the guys if they wanted a cold drink and took them into the kitchen, thinking back, maybe I should have put something on. The kitchen has a breakfast bar with high stools and the guys took a seat as I poured the drinks. I took the seat in between them, with my back to the worktop. I asked them if they enjoyed themselves the night before and said that they'd obviously tired Helen out, to which they responded yes and we've got the pictures to prove. They had taken photos with their mobile showing them both screwing her and her coming round giving Brian a blow job and then riding Phil for all she was worth. Seeing the photos got me wet down below and as I had nothing on, my moist little lips were on view. Brian asked if I enjoyed looking at the photos and suggested that perhaps they could get some photos of me. He got down of his stool, took of his shirt and shorts and stood between my legs, which seemed to open automatically for him. He already had an erection as he pulled me to him and started kissing me, something that I reacted to with gusto. Within seconds he was inside me, grinding away at me. Phil stripped off and was now taking the photos. He said we were pretty tame and why don't we do something more daring. What have they got in mind I remembered thinking as the shudder of my first orgasm when through my body.Brian withdrew his cock and asked if there was any oil -only cooking oil I replied. He got the oil, told me to stand with my hands in the air and my legs apart and rubbed the oil all over my body - it was so sensual - I then had to do the same with him and perhaps I did linger a little more than I should have when I was applying the oil to his cock. He then bent me over and proceeded to rub oil into my bum. Oh no, I thought to myself, I'm not going to enjoy this. In went a finger, still dribbling oil onto the hole, in went another finger and his other hand had now gone round to the front and whis oily fingers were playing with my equally oily clit. Excitement was running through my body as his cock started to penetrate my bum. The first few inches were probably the most noticably,but after that he was in to the hilt and started pumping away. I found myself crying out as Phil stood in front of me and offered his cock up to my mouth and I took it eagerly devouring it as if it were my last meal. I was now cuming likw a train and felt as though I would never stop, until Brian shot his load and minutes later Phil came in my mouth. Through all this Helen was sleeping and I thought it was about time she got involved. i walked over to the lounger and started to lick her ear. She stirred and I kissed her squarely on the mouth letting all of Phils cum transfer. I then sat on her face and got her to lick Brian cum out of my hole. Phil and Brian had gone either side of the lounger and pulled her legs apart, with no resistance. My oily body slid down hers, kissing her tits on the way down to her shaven pussy where I lapped up the cream of her juices. I glanced up and saw Brian just sticking his cock into her mouth and Phil sucking her rock hard nipples. I stood up and went behind Brian, grabbing hold of his balls and squeezing them just hard enough to get a response. Phil took my place between Helens legs and pushed his mighty tool into her now very moist hole. At this point John arrived back. I left the guys working on Helen walked over to John unzipped his shorts, revealing a huge erection, dropped to my knees and took him into my mouth. As he watched his wife being screwed at both ends I could feel his cock swelling and knew his was almost there. I lay on the other lounger and told him to screw me hard. This was our last day at the villa and we all wanted to make the most of it, so we asked if Brian and Phil wanted to stay for dinner, the only proviso being that they were not allowed to get dressed or go home without shagging Helen and I at least twice. They did it and even though we're back home the guys have been phoning every day and are looking forward to us going back for some more fun. Maybe next year.