I'm sorry it's taken a few days to post Part 3 and that it's a bit long. My husband almost caught me writing the second story so I've had to write this in bits and hide it in a password protected word doc until it was finished so I could paste it across to the SH story page and submit it quickly, delete it and do a disc cleanup. If you've read the first two posts, you'll know how easily Emma and Dave led me astray. It just seemed so unfair that my husband had deprived me of so much sexual pleasure, to which I now felt I was entitled. All those wasted years. I had a lot of catching up to do and was more than willing to to try almost anything. I'd been fucked by three different guys, Dave and the two German lads in less than twenty four hours. I'd risen to Emma's challenge, and masturbated in the camp site games room, watched by five guys and been sexually intimate with her. Emma reckoned I'd taken to it so easily because I had been a Slut all along and hadn't realised. I had just needed a little help and guidance from her and for Dave to fuck me properly, giving me multiple orgasms the second time. It was a revelation, discovering how good sex should be, which released the repressed whore hidden inside. That was Emma's theory anyway. I've no idea if she was right, all I was certain of was that I wanted more cock. By the time I'd eaten, showered and chosen which tiny String I was going to wear it was getting on for lunchtime. I looked at myself in the mirror, I'd caught the sun a little the previous day, other than that I didn't look any different on the outside. All the changes were in my attitude towards sex and my desire to experience the sexual freedom and uninhibited fucking that goes with being a Slut. The sun was shining, hardly a cloud, but a sea breeze keeping the temperature down. Dave had fetched a windbreak from the car, to give us some shelter and shade, “And hide us from prying eyes if you decide to be naughty” Emma added. I put on a vest top on to cover my tits for the walk through the camp site, taking it off about half way across the salt flats behind the beach. I was enjoying the feel of the warm sun on my naked skin and the looks my large tits attracted from passing men. My tits swayed as I walked, the attention, sun and the breeze making my nipples stiffen and poke out proudly. Most people congregated close to where the path reached the beach. The beach seemed to stretch for miles in both directions, one direction was busier, a resort in the distance. We turned the other way, towards a much quieter area in the direction of the dunes. We stopped at the top of the beach, about 50 yards from the waters edge, no one within at least 100 yards. We laid out our mats, Dave put up the windbreak, shielding us from one side. I applied plenty of sun oil on my legs, paid particular attention to getting my tits well oiled, the last thing I wanted was sunburnt nipples. This time Emma did my back and my bum, and had a quick feel of my pussy. I did hers for her, letting my fingers linger on her bum and slip into her pussy when she opened her legs and invited me to finger her. She raised her bum and slid her own hand underneath, pulled her string to the side and while I fingered her cunt, she rubbed her clit until she came. We settled down for a spot of sunbathing, only a handful of people passed over the next couple of hours, mostly paddling in the sea. Dave eventually went for a swim, leaving Emma and me laid in the sun. Dave came back after 30 minutes and said he was going to explore the dunes, check it out for later. He'd been gone around 10 minutes when Emma gave me a nudge, pointing out two guys walking our way. It was difficult to tell how old they were but they looked quite fit. Emma hurriedly whispered instructions to me and I turned onto my back. Through my sunglasses I could see the guys, looking towards us, change direction slightly so they'd pass closer. Another whisper from Emma, I raised my leg closest to them, hiding what I was doing, reached down and pulled the material covering my pussy to the side. They were still about 40 or 50 yards away. I lowered my leg just as they reached us, leaving them parted, displaying my pussy. They slowed almost to a stop, before carrying on, and turning towards the sea. Glancing at us they laid out their things about 25 yards away, half way between us and the sea. I let them have a good look before rolling over onto my front, still with my legs parted, excited by my exhibitionism, wondering what Emma would come up with next. I didn't have to wait to long to find out. “Come on lets go for a swim” she said, standing up. I got up, decided to leave my string pulled to the side and pretend, for the time being, that I was blissfully unaware I was exposing my pussy. We strolled passed them, smiled and answered “Bonjour” when they spoke. We waded into the sea. The Mediterranean wasn't that warm, by the time I'd gone in up above my waist, and dipped down, I was all goosebumpy, the largest goosebumps my nipples, poking out so hard I could have hung something on them. Once we were in it was pleasant, and a chance for Emma to tell me what she intended for us to do. We started messing about, splashing each other, play wrestling, the two guys watching. The first I realised Emma had taken her string off was when it hit me on my tits and started to float away. I grabbed it, holding it while I took my own string off and threw then both at her. She caught them, then grabbed my arm, pulling me towards the beach until the water was only mid thigh and they could see we were both naked. I was feeling horny already, excited by my unexpected exhibitionist streak, stimulated by exposing my body to complete strangers. The two guys were watching as we walked out of the sea. We strolled slowly passed them, me to the right, Emma to the left. They were both probably late twenties, early thirties, nicely tanned, quite good looking. Judging by the attention they'd paid and the bulges in their shorts, liked what they saw. I smiled at the one closest, kept walking, hoping they were getting a good view of my pussy. I felt enlivened by my brazenness at being completely naked in front of two strangers in what was essentially a public place. Passed them, Emma linked her arm through mine, lent closer and quietly suggested we should put on a little show for them. We reached our mats, a look up and down the beach, no one was near or had appeared to have noticed we were both naked. We both bent over, backs to the guys, legs parted, exposing our pussies, while we adjusted the beach mats, moving them so when we laid down we'd be able see along the beach but the windbreak would hide our bodies. Still standing, Emma picked up the sun oil, poured some on my back, smoothing it into my skin, she poured more on her hand, rubbed it on my bum and back of my legs, before sliding her hand between my thighs, rubbing her hand against my pussy. I was facing the guys, they could see where her hand was, though they probably couldn't see how wet I was getting. She stopped after about a minute, handed the sun oil to me and I did her back and bum, then between her legs. She was bolder than me, facing them, standing with her legs apart. Not wanting to be beaten, I crouched down, opening my legs, displaying my cunt, whilst rubbing her pussy, pushing my fingers in her hole when she asked, using my other hand to finger myself. We were both getting very wet and very excited. Emma took my hand, moving it from her pussy, pulling me to my feet. We turned to face each other, poured sun oil on our hands, massaging it on to each others tits, over our tummys and smooth mounds. Finally we stood tits touching, Emma's hand between my legs, my hand between hers, fingering each other, both aroused, sinking down slowly onto our mats, until we were kneeling. We kissed, tongues entwined, our tits squashed together. We broke the kiss, both of us breathing heavily. I moved my hand from Emma's pussy, she from mine and we sat back on the mats. I lay back, spread my legs wide. Emma called over to the guys to come over, then lay back next to me spreading her legs too. I cupped my tits, squeezing them together, moved my fingers to my hard nipples rolling them between finger and thumb. Holding my left breast in my hand, I ran my right hand down over my tummy to my mons, fingertips resting on my clitoris, moving almost imperceptibly. The two guys, stood watching as I lifted my tit taking the nipple between my lips sucking it. The guys knelt, one either side of us. I moved my fingers to my cunt, slipped two in, coating them with my juices and started to masturbate. No doubt some might find my behaviour shocking and disgusting. Until a few days previously, I would have been shocked at a woman, least of all myself, behaving is such a lewd and debauched manner. Now, as I had the previous evening I found it exciting and liberating, this time hoping not to be interrupted, intending to masturbate to orgasm. My only regret was that there were not a lot more men watching me. I stopped sucking my nipple, moved my other hand between my legs, fingering my cunt with one hand, frigging my clit with the other. I heard Emma say something, realised she was speaking to the guy nearest her and had half turned on to her side. I raised my head to look at what she was doing, saw she her dragging the guys shorts down, pulling out his cock, leaning forward to suck it. I turned to look at the guy nearest me, he'd got his cock out, and was wanking. I had a quick look up and down the beach, still no one near, noticed Dave, sat where the sand sloped up to the dunes about 50 yards away, watching. I looked at the guy again, his cock now fully erect, about 7 inches long, and quite thick. I still wasn't confident about sucking cock and beside what I really wanted was his cock in my pussy. “Emma. Do you think it will be OK if I let him fuck me here?” I asked urgently. She stopped sucking the guy, “Do whatever you want” she quickly answered, taking his cock between her lips resuming giving him a blow job. I recalled something she'd said about sand and sex not mixing, and being careful not to get sand in my pussy. Deciding doggy was probably safest, I got on all fours, turning until he was behind me, offering him my cunt. I started to reach between my legs for his cock, remembered about the sand, and wiggled my bum impatiently instead. I felt his hands on my legs moving them further apart, then his cock brush against my pussy. Holding his cock he rubbed the knob end along my gash, parting my pussy lips. I lifted myself, felt his cock, sliding between my labia and entering my cunt. He kept steady for a few moments, moved his hands to my hips, slid more of his cock into me, my hole, opening to take him. He stopped again, said something in French to his mate, before gripping my hips more tightly, drawing me back, my cunt expanding, taking his lovely thick cock. I moaned loudly as he fully penetrated me, his balls slapping my clit as he began to fuck me. Emma stopped sucking her guy, turned to watch, grinning and looking impressed by my slutty behaviour. She told her guy she wanted him to fuck her, getting the message across by taking hold of his cock and pointing at her pussy, getting on all fours beside me, facing the opposite direction to me, towards the dunes, where Dave was. Having sex with my husband I rarely came. Since Dave had fucked me I'd climaxed every time I'd been fucked. I came not only because the guys who'd had me were better at it, but also I got a kick out of being so wicked, behaving in such a debauched and wanton way. This time was no different. Already aroused and close to cumming after playing with Emma it didn't take more than 6 or 7 thrusts for me to feel the first flush of warmth radiating from my pussy. I responded to his thrusting cock, changing position slightly for deeper penetration, pushing back to take his length. Each time he slammed his cock up, I sighed, moaning louder when he fucked me harder, nearly there. He moved his hands from my hips to my tits, pinching my nipples. I felt my cunt fluttering, along his shaft, groaned that I was cumming, gasping that I wanted him to cum inside me. He must have understood. I climaxed, felt his cock pulsing inside me, heard him grunting as he ejaculated, pushing into me three or four times, pumping more spunk into my cunt with each thrust. Emma was still being fucked, but it wasn't until my guy pulled out and I turned to watch, that I realised that Dave had joined in and she was sucking his cock while the French guy fucked her. A couple more minutes and she'd taken a load of spunk in her pussy and swallowed Dave's cum. I'd already worked out that the guy who'd fucked me was Jean-Paul and the one who'd fucked Emma was Henri. Fortunately Dave speaks some French and we found out that they did the maintenance and odd jobs on the camp site, lived in an ex rental caravan in the car park behind Reception. More interestingly they were frequent visitors to the dunes and knew where the action was likely to be found. This early in the season there hadn't been many people there so far. We arranged to meet them later. Dave told us after they'd gone that Henri had said he was certain there'd be plenty of guys that night. “He's probably going to tell his mates there are going to be a couple of English Sluts out tonight” he told us. “How many do you think you can handle?” he asked me. “Two or three” I suggested. Emma snorted, “That's not very Slutty. I want to see you being fucked by at least double that” We had several hours before meeting J-P and Henri in the bar. I had a quick shower then went to my bedroom to rest. I didn't think I'd fall asleep, thinking about the night before and the afternoon, but the next thing I knew was Emma telling me it was time to get ready. I went to the shower block, had a nice long refreshing shower, washed my hair and shaved my pussy. Back at the mobile home, I chatted to Emma while I dried and straightened my hair, applied a little make up, moisturising lipstick. I told her that Jean-Paul's 7 inch cock was the largest I'd ever had, and hoped I’d be fucked by him again.”That's not big. I was fucked by a black guy a few weeks ago, his cock was over 10 inches, and as thick as my wrist. That’s big” she boasted. I thought she was winding me up, said I didn't think it was possible, until she showed me a couple of photo's on her mobile, one of her trying to take it in her mouth, the other of it very definitely in her pussy. “I'll introduce you when we get home” she promised (As yet unfulfilled unfortunately). With that thought in mind I finished dressing. A black and white, stripped vest dress, no bra or panties, why bother, I'd only have to take them off again, and I was ready to go. It was nearly 10pm, the sun not long set, when we arrived at the bar, saw J-P and Henri sat at a table, chatting to four guys and a pretty girl about 20 years old. We were introduced, hand shakes, kisses on the cheeks, all quite formal considering the guys were probably going to shag me in the next hour or two. We had a couple of drinks which relaxed me a little. The bar was emptying, the barman, collecting glasses, giving them to the woman working behind the bar, getting ready to close. One of the guys and the girl got up and left together, our group were just about the only ones left. Finally we got up to leave, Henri had a quick word with the barmen and woman before joining us outside. A moonless night, we detoured passed our mobile home to pick up a bag containing towels, a torch, a lantern and water. I don't mind admitting it was with some trepidation that I walked with them towards the dunes. I could just make out the path to the beach, but once we were out of sight of the camp site two of the guys turned on torches. That was all the excuse Emma needed to take off her dress and throw it to Dave to put in the bag. I followed suit, strangely feeling much more relaxed once I was naked even though I hardly knew the five guys. We'd reached roughly where Emma and I had been fucked during the afternoon and could just make out a glow from the dunes and turned towards them. Another 100 yards and we reached the edge of a dip, illuminated by a couple of lanterns, giving enough light to see two woman and about 10 or 12 men. One of the women was being fucked from behind while sucking a cock. The other woman was crouched over the face of a guy who was busy licking her pussy while two other men stood next to her and she sucked their cocks in turn. I only had time to take that much in before Emma, took one arm, J-P the other and with the others following we joined the group watching. I'd already confided in Emma that I enjoyed being watched whilst masturbating, (though I imagine she'd already worked that out). To get me started she took my hand and placed it on my pussy and told me to part my legs. Covering my hand with hers, she started moving my hand, until she felt me slip my fingers into my pussy, once again, openly masturbating in front of strangers. My juices were already flowing before two of the guys from the bar joined me as Emma moved away. The language barrier didn't matter. I wanted them to fuck me and I didn't need to speak French for them to understand that. Their hands began to explore my body, fondling my tits, touching my bum, hands between my legs. One of them slipped his fingers into my cunt next to mine, wetted them with my juices. I jumped and gasped when he took his fingers from my pussy and touched my anus. After the initial surprise, I relaxed, letting him smear my bum hole with my juices, before working a slippery finger up my arse. I fingered my pussy faster, leaning back a bit as another guy joined in, sucking my tits. With my free hand I found his cock and began to wank him, trying to get an idea of how big he was. The guy fondling my tits, took my hand and placed it on his cock and slipped his fingers into my pussy, finger fucking me. Standing watching, just arrived were the barman and woman. She was mid forties, already had her dress off and was unfastening her bra, releasing a pair of tits, even larger than mine. They had to be 42FF at least, probably bigger. Dave and another guy obviously liked them, helping her remove her panties before disappearing from sight. Emma was with 4 or 5 guys, on top of one riding his cock, whilst wanking off two guys. That reminded me of the sand and sex rule. I was manoeuvred around. The finger in my bum slipped out as I was bent over, my legs moved further apart positioned for my first fuck of the night. The guys I'd been wanking moved, one behind me, one in front. I felt hands on my bum, my cheeks being spread, his cock move along my crack, touching my anus, only briefly but long enough for me to think he was intending to push it in my bum and fuck my arse. I wiggled my bum and he slipped his cock into my cunt and began to fuck me. I held onto the guy in front of me for support, his cock in my face, prodding at my mouth. I didn't have any objection to sucking cock, I just didn't think I was very good at it. I remembered Dave's advice, realised that if I didn't practise, I'd never learn to be a good cocksucker or be able to call myself a Slut. I opened my mouth, and took his cock between my lips and began sucking him off. He tried to push more in, I stopped him by wrapping my fingers around the base of his shaft, controlling how much I was comfortable with. As Dave had told me, most men are so grateful to get a blow job they won't complain. I felt the guy fucking me, moving in and out faster, could hear him huffing and puffing, his body slapping against my bum as he shagged me. I wasn't close to cumming, but guessed he wasn't far off. A few more thrusts and I felt his cock twitching inside me as he came. I clamped my lips tighter, around the cock in my mouth, sucking him harder, even taking more of his length. The guy who'd fucked me, withdrew his cock and stepped away. Another guy, the one who'd had his finger up my arse I think, replaced him. I felt him entering me, his hands parting my buttocks, a wetted finger pressing against my anus. His cock penetrated my cunt opening me up. It felt bigger than any of the ones I'd had so far, much thicker, stretching my tight pussy, filling my cunt just right. He pushed the finger up my arse. It felt rather nice, and I wondered what something a little larger and harder might feel like in my bum. The distraction had caused me to loose concentration on the cock in my mouth. To late I realised he was cumming and I had a mouthful of spunk. Before I had a chance to spit it out he came again so I swallowed, gulping down a third lot when he came for the third time. To my surprise it tasted quite pleasant. I was quite pleased with myself, getting the hang of giving blow jobs another landmark. I knew that from then on I'd allow guys to cum in my mouth if they wanted to. Two guys had cum, I still hadn't but wasn't far off. The guy fucking me was taking his time, his finger moving in and out of my bum in time with his cock felt wonderful. I started to frig my clit, felt my orgasm building up, turned my head away from someone wanting to shove his cock in my mouth, nothing was going to spoil my climax. I started moaning, and panting, the guy fucked me faster and harder, my fingers rubbing my clitoris vigorously brought me to a powerful orgasm. It seemed to ripple out from my cunt in waves, as he ejaculated, pumping his seed deep inside my hole. I'd climaxed so hard he had to support me until I recovered. I was in lust with him, found out his name was Jan, he was Dutch and spoke good English. I hung on to him possessively I wanted him again later. What happened from then on is almost a blur, partly from my own recollection and partly from what Emma and Dave told me the next day. Jan introduced me to some of the others, I can't rememberer exactly how many times I was fucked. I know I got on top and rode a couple of them. I was fucked from behind at least four or five times and one guy who must have been in his fifties, picked me up and lowered me onto his cock. I hung on to his neck, wrapped my legs around him, while he held my bum lifting me up and down, fucking me standing up. I must have sucked about six of them, some to get them hard enough to fuck me others who I sucked until they came in my mouth. I finally had to stop when I somehow ended up on my back and got sand in my pussy. Definitely not to be recommended. I found Jan, retrieved my dress and told Emma where I was going and went with him and three of his friends to his caravan, via the showers, to wash off the sand and copious amounts of spunk, streaming from my pussy. Not that I got much sleep. I became Jan's Slut for most of the remainder of the holiday. He fucked me, his three friends fucked me and with the exception of the weekend when it rained he took me to the dunes during the day where I sunbathed, nude most of the time, and every night when I was fucked by numerous men of all ages. He even fucked me in the sea one evening, people strolling passed or walking their dogs only a few yards away. With the water above our waists, I sat on his cock, gently rising and falling with the waves which was both soothing, erotic and a great way to fuck. On several occasions I was watched masturbating by a group of mainly men. I don't know why I get such a thrill out of performing such a private act, publicly but I do and I always orgasm. On the last but one day I did somethings I'd been wanting to try, before the end of the holiday, but hadn't felt ready until then. During the afternoon, I went with Jan to his caravan and we had Anal Sex, something bigger and harder than a finger was most certainly better. The other thing I wanted to do which Emma had been telling me to try was Double Penetration. The evening wasn't really warm enough for outdoor sex in the dunes which was a shame because I'd been hoping to be DP'd in front of an “audience” Instead I went with Jan and three other Dutch guys to the caravan. First two of them DP'd me, both their cocks in my pussy. Then Jan and the other guy DP'd me. Jan fucking my arse and his friend fucking my pussy, which I found more satisfying because they got deeper penetration and I came twice before they came inside me. How many different men fucked me? I've no idea. How many times was I fucked or how many cocks did I suck? I don't know. Emma tells me she saw me being fucked at least a dozen times one night and thought that was my average. If she's correct it means I could have been fucked something like 150 times during the fortnight. I can't believe that it was that many times, but I can't entirely discount the possibility because I did have sex with a lot of different guys and it didn't occur to me to keep a tally. I wish I had because I would quite like to know too. The holiday came to an end much to soon for me. I had one final fling on the night ferry home. I had a cabin to myself, booked when Steve had been supposed to have been with me. I picked up a couple of drivers in the bar and they both fucked me during the crossing to Portsmouth. A couple of hours drive and we were home. I had a bit of a problem that night, explaining not only my shaved pussy, but my all over tan. There was no hiding the fact that I had been sunbathing nude. He wanted to know if men had seen me naked. I assured him not a single man had seen me, which was sort of true, it was dozens. Steve accepted the story Emma and I had concocted about going to an area where only women were allowed but he made it clear he wasn't to impressed with me for going or Emma, who I blamed, for taking me. The question is what do I do now? I thought I'd be able to just switch off what happened when I got home. Having experienced such sexual satisfaction and freedom I now realise I don't want to stop. I've been fucked by Dave three times since our return. I've had sex with my husband and both times all I could think about was Jan and all the other guys who fucked me on holiday and how boring and unfulfilling sex with him is. I think it's only a matter of time before I pick guys to fuck me, or do as Emma suggests and place an Ad on SH or somewhere for No-Strings sex, with two or three discrete guys on my days off when Steve's at work.