Thanks for your comments on the first part of our story. As Martin said I wanted to write this part. Part one was really just an introduction, describing how things started and Martins surprise at my uninhibited behaviour, first flashing my pussy initially, then as my confidence grew, masturbating whilst being watched by several guys in the apartment opposite. As Kennyboy82 suspected that was just the start. I suppose the seed was sown when I started going topless. I enjoyed exposing my tits, knowing that guys were looking at me and sometimes wondered what it would be like to be completely naked in public. The idea excited and aroused me but I never thought I'd dare do it until I unexpectedly had the opportunity on the holiday. Beyond that I can't really explain my conduct. Truth be known, the discovery that I was capable of behaving as I was without feeling embarrassed or even remotely guilty was liberating. Partly it was being outdoors naked in public, deliberately exposing my most intimate parts which excited me. I was turned on wantonly exposing my pussy, knowing that my wet, gaping cunt made my sexual arousal obvious. It had long been a fantasy to be watched while masturbating. I found it surprisingly easy to go beyond exposing myself to being watched, unashamedly masturbating. Doing it, fantasising that they were actually on the balcony with me, fucking me, was better than I ever imagined. I was on holiday, no one knew me and I might not get the opportunity again. Having taken that first step I was determined to try other things. Or to be more specific I wanted to be fucked by a guy I didn't know. I was certain that Martin wouldn't object. I suspected he probably thought I'd long forgotten his suggestion, several years previously, about inviting a guy to fuck me. I hadn't, and intended to find a guy, preferably one with a large cock, and let him fuck me. I decided not to tell him my intentions. I wanted to surprise him and of course it made it easier to change my mind if I lost my nerve. Certainly seeing all the different sizes of cocks, more specifically the larger ones was arousing. What women hasn't wondered what it would be like to be fucked by a really well endowed man? Is it possible to be a Slut and not realise, until the right combination of things happen at the right time and place which releases a hidden or suppressed cock loving whore? As we drove to the beach I thought about what I planned to do. I'd enjoyed flashing my pussy and being watched masturbating. I couldn't get the size of some of their cocks out of my mind. Martin is not particularly small in the cock department, about 7 inches. I'd seen two or three men who were about 9 inches and one whose cock looked to be larger. I'd found it incredibly arousing. Not only that, in the time I'd spent in the dunes the previous day, I'd seen a woman who had been inviting men to have sex with her. In the short time I watched, she had fucked or sucked three of them, with more waiting. It was the most debauched thing I'd ever seen and also the horniest. I'd felt jealous of her and started fingering myself until I realised a couple of guys were watching and walking towards me and I left hurriedly. Witnessing her, more than anything, was the catalyst which impelled me to act. It was as if a switch had been flicked, the idea of being fucked like her, overwhelmingly appealing. The inner Slut in me had been released. As we got closer to the turning to the beach I started to have doubts I could go through with having sex with a complete stranger. I was naked under my short beach dress. Sitting in the car the hem had ridden up to the top of my thighs. Looking down I could see the top of my gash. I parted my legs slightly, touched my moistening pussy and slipped a couple of fingers into my cunt, reasoning that it would relax me and help overcome my nerves if I was more aroused. I hadn't told Martin what I'd seen in the dunes and that I wanted to be fucked by someone I didn't know, almost certainly being watched by other people. From the corner of my eye I could see I was distracting Martin and told him to pull into the next lay-by to watch. Whilst I fingered myself I decided that I wanted to go ahead and find a guy to fuck me, but first I would have to tell him. It would give me the opportunity to tell him at least some of what I was proposing to do, though I wasn't sure how far I could go, and get his agreement and support. I told him drive on, do some sightseeing and get a late lunch before going to the beach, which had the advantage that it would be later when we got there, nearer the time I'd seen the people in the dunes. We found a café in a nearby resort and sat at a table outside. Standing, my short dress only just covered my bum and wasn't really suitable for anywhere other than the beach, certainly not sitting at an outdoor café in a busy beach front street. Martin offered me the chair which had its back to the other tables. No chance, Slut was now firmly in charge. I declined and took the other chair. As I sat, the dress rode up. I made a perfunctory attempt to tug it down. The look on Martins face confirmed, without my looking, that as I expected, my pussy was visible. I felt a surge of excitement that my cunt was visible to anyone who looked. The young waiter certainly noticed and was very attentive. The emerging Slut in me rewarded him by sitting back from the table and parting my legs a bit wider and for longer each time he approached. He wasn't alone in appreciating my flashing. I noticed three guys nearby who could see under the table and view what I was doing. I couldn't resist sitting with my legs open. At first I only flashed my pussy at them. My confidence grew. I opened my legs wider, reached between my legs with one hand, held myself open revealing inside my wet pink hole to them. A quick look around, no one else could see what I was doing. I pushed two fingers in and began sliding them in and out while they all leant forward watching. I fingered myself for a few minutes before moving my hand to my mound and sat stroking my clitoris while I talked to Martin. Displaying my sex, and playing with myself, in such a public place was just what I needed to reinforce my compulsion and determination to be fucked on the beach before the day was out. Over lunch I told Martin that I wanted to pick up a guy for sex while we were at the beach. His initial reaction is best described as stunned. At least momentarily. “Seriously?” he asked. I nodded, “Unless you don't want me too” though I knew he did. “Of course I do” he replied enthusiastically, a big grin on his face at the realisation that his wish was coming true and he was going to see me being fucked by another man. “Do you want to take him back to the apartment?” he asked. “No. I want to do it on the beach” I told him. I briefly described what I'd seen in the dunes, including the woman being fucked while being watched, including that she'd invited more than one guy to fuck her. He was a bit surprised I wanted to be watched. I don't know why, he'd seen how excited I got flashing and when I'd been watched whilst masturbating on the balcony and was aware I was playing with myself as we talked. I'd found watching the woman an incredible turn on and aimed to experience the same, unrestrained, uninhibited sexual freedom she had indulged in. My initial intention was to have sex with one guy, preferably one with a large cock. Although I didn't think Martin would mind, I didn't want to overwhelm him by revealing exactly what a Slut I was hoping to be and didn't tell him of my intention to have sex with two, or maybe three men, to start with if I got the chance!!! I was buzzing in anticipation as we drove to the beach. My earlier nerves all but gone, I felt confident that I could go through with it. Now that I had Martin's support I was looking forward to him watching me being fucked. Recalling how many men had been watching or waiting to fuck the woman I'd seen, I was relishing taking more than one guy and revealing to Martin that I was intent on becoming an even bigger Slut than he realised. With that thought in mind we pulled into the car park. I was as ready as I'd ever be. All we took was our mats, some water, my sun lotion and camera in a bag. I was hoping he'd be able to video at least some of what happened. I took off my dress as we walked along the beach, enjoying the feel of the warm sun on my naked body. We weren't sure if it was best to sit together. Martin suggested it would be easier for me to get guys to approach me and more of an turn on for him if he sat nearby, watching and surreptitiously videoing. I thought that might work better too. If I could pick up a guy to take me to the dunes, I was certain there would be other guys who'd want to fuck me. After all, the previous day I'd only seen one woman and about a dozen men. I wondered if she sucked or fucked them all. I suspected she had, shivering with excitement at the idea of having sex with so many men, wondering if I could become become as sexually liberated. Ahead of us I could see a woman with her arms linked through a guy either side. From the distance I could see she had short blond hair, and thought it might be the same woman I'd seen. We were getting close to where I'd gone into the dunes, there were only a few people so far along the beach. The woman and two men disappeared into the dunes and less than a minute later two guys on the beach got up and followed. This was definitely looking promising. I told Martin to stay where he was to watch and I went up the beach, close to where the people had disappeared into the dunes. A bank of sand either side of a gap in the dunes, low enough for me to see over sitting up, but hide my lower body. I had a quick look from the top of the beach, in time to see the women and four guys, now together, disappearing behind a dune. I was tempted to follow but decided to wait and see if anyone else turned up, who I could try to pick up. I was fairly hopeful. I got settled on my mat, Martin calling to me to change position until he was happy with the view he had on the camera hidden in our bag. I could see people strolling in my direction and laid down on my mat to wait until they were closer. From behind my sunglasses I watched two men pass, I didn't fancy them. A man and a woman followed, passing and continued down the beach. A guy of about my age was getting closer, he had quite a nice sized cock. I opened my legs as he approached, resting my hand on my smooth mound, fingers just brushing my clit hood. He slowed and looked, gave me a friendly smile but then continued. About half an hour had passed, I was getting a bit despondent, I'd seen several men going into the dunes before they reached me and was thinking about following them, if only to watch. I gave it a few minutes, watching a guy strolling towards me. As he got closer I could see his cock dangling between his legs, swinging as he walked. He was glancing towards me as he neared. I could see he was probably early thirties, quite nice looking, decent body, his cock definitely one of the larger ones I'd seen, perhaps 9 inches. I wanted him and intended to make it obvious. I grabbed my bottle of sun oil, opened it, pouring some onto my tits until it was dripping off my hard nipples, running down my body over my tummy and between my open legs. I put the bottle down and began rubbing the oil onto my tits, stroking my nipples, moving my hand onto my tummy as he approached. I waited until he had almost reached me before opening my legs wider and sliding my fingers lower, over my slippery skin, to my pussy. I looked up at him and smiled. I began to move my hand against my pussy, rubbing up and down my gash. No doubt you will be unsurprised that I slid my fingers into my cunt one at a time and started to masturbate. This time it was just the prelude, to get his attention and make it obvious I was available. He stopped in front of me and smiled. He squatted only a couple of yards away, watching me wank. I stared at his cock longingly, wondering what to do next. I grabbed the sun oil and held the bottle up and asked if he would do my back. “English?” he asked. I told him I was. “English women are very sexy” he said, moving closer, reaching for the bottle. His cock was almost level with my face, close enough to touch. I'd only have needed to lean forward a foot or so and I could have taken it in my mouth. That close I could see how thick it was, the shaft heavily veined, the foreskin pulled back uncovering the bulbous knob end. I had to have him. He took the bottle from my hand, crouched next to me, poured oil on to my back and began to rub it in with one hand. I still had four fingers in my cunt, the touch of his hand caressing my back added to my excitement. I moaned with pleasure, putting my other hand on his muscular thigh. He put a hand on my left tit, stroking it, squeezing and rolling the erect nipple between his finger and thumb. I sighed with desire, when he moved his hand to my right tit, giving the nipple similar attention. His other hand reached my lower back and touched my bum crack. I was sitting and he could reach no further unless I moved. I asked him to wait while I turned over so he could do my bum and legs and more importantly reach my pussy. Turning over I realised that if I lay down, my front, and even worse, my pussy, would most likely get covered in sand making sex uncomfortable if not impossible. With my bum towards Martin, I turned over onto all fours. The guy poured sun oil onto my bum. I felt it running down my bum crack, into my pussy and dripping onto the mat. He began to massage the oil into my buttocks, rolling and spreading them. I parted my legs for him. He moved his hands down the back of my thighs. I moved my legs further apart his hands on my inner thighs, sliding towards my pussy. The sides of both his hands touched my cunt, his hands gliding back and fore along my gash for a minute or so before moving his hands back onto my bum. He spread my bum cheeks, his fingers sliding along my crack. I felt a finger touch my anus. I moaned softly and rocked back against his hand. His lubricated finger pressed more firmly against my bum and without warning slipped into my arse. It was unexpected but felt pleasant but I wanted him to touch my pussy. I reached back moving his hand telling him to finger me. He pushed two or three fingers into my cunt, finger fucking me. My attention was on his cock, it was definitely getting harder and just about with in reach. Supporting myself on one hand I twisted slightly and was able to reach it. Though he wasn't fully erect I couldn't close my fingers around his girth. I stroked his cock, wanking him. I felt him getting harder, couldn't drag my eyes away, watching in anticipation as he became fully erect. It hadn't grown much longer. The 9 inches I'd guessed about right, but felt thicker, throbbing in my hand as the blood pumped through the engorged veins. I continued stroking him, spreading the precum oozing from the tip over his knob until I was forced to release him as he moved behind me. He was still fingering me. I raised my bum, moved my legs further apart. He pushed all four fingers into my pussy. His thumb pressed against my anus and slid in. I rested my head on one arm, the other between my legs, fingertips stroking my clit. My body felt on fire, hot, flushed, every movement adding to my pleasure and arousal. I felt him move, his fingers being withdrawn from my cunt and my arse. “Please don't stop. Put your cock in and fuck me” I sighed, practically oblivious to where I was. His cock touch my bum, then between my legs, not entering me but sliding along my gash between my splayed cunt lips. I moaned, wanting to feel him inside me. He said something I didn't catch in his accented English and stopped moving. He looked over towards Martin and repeated what he'd said “You fuck?” he asked. “Yes” I nodded eagerly. He spoke again “ Fuck here or les dunes?” he asked. I was to aroused to stop. “Fuck me here” I gasped, wiggling my bum, reaching between my legs for his cock and guiding him into my cock craving Cunt. I felt his large bulbous knob slip between my pussy lips, my hole stretching to take his unaccustomed girth. Slick and lubricated with sun oil and sex juice my cunt opened. His thick cock slid into me. Inch after inch of gorgeous man meat entered me until he was fully inside my hole. I'd never felt my cunt so stretched or deeply penetrated, it was heavenly. He began to fuck me, slow and deep, his heavy balls resting against my clit each time he buried his cock into my receptive cunt. He took his time, fucking be a bit faster, holding my tits, teasing my erect sensitive nipples. He'd been fucking me for a few minutes before he spoke. “You like being watched?” he asked. I turned my head, replying “That's Martin. My husband” he laughed “Not him, them” I looked the other way. I don't know where they'd come from, three men were standing looking over the low bank of sand watching and wanking. I was to far gone to care or stop anyway. “I don't mind. Just fuck me” I replied excitedly. He began fucking me harder, I felt the first flutters of a building orgasm. A big cock in my cunt, fucking me. Three guys just feet away, watching and wanking. The erotic situation, the sheer debauchery of what I was doing overwhelming me. I hoped Martin was getting it on video. I frigged my clitty faster, panting to the guy to fuck me harder. He started withdrawing his cock almost completely before ramming it back into my cunt repeatedly. With each increasingly powerful thrust his large balls slapped against my engorged clitoris exciting it further. I felt his hands on my bum, spreading my buttocks, his fingers touching my anus. He pushed one one and then a second in to my arse. I groaned in pleasure, begging him “Fuck me. Fuck me. FUCK ME. CUM IN MY CUNT” I screamed. The first wave of orgasm coursed through my body, my back arching, head thrown back. My cunt muscles loosened and tightened, gripping and massaging his thick cock. He slammed it into me as deep as he could, his cock pulsing inside me, pumping his seed into me as I climaxed. He thrust into me forcefully three or four times, each time shooting more spunk into my appreciative cunt. With his cock still buried inside me I got my breath back. I'd done it, been fucked outdoors, by a total strangers in front of Martin. I felt a wonderful feeling of liberation, but one wasn't going to be enough to satisfy my new found appetite for cock. I was hungry for more. He saw me looking back towards Martin and then the three guys, guessing what I was thinking. “Maybe they fuck you too” he suggested with a knowing smile. “Maybe” I replied taking in the detail of the three guys. None had a cock as large as his, two were in their late twenties, early thirties the other mid forties. They looked clean, reasonably attractive though the older one was a bit overweight. They were all erect, 6 or 7 inches, and it was cock I wanted. I told him to ask if they wanted to go into the dunes and fuck me. A rattle of rapid French between them and I got the answer I expected. Martin had moved close enough to hear what I was doing and mouthed his approval. The guys softening cock slipped from my pussy, followed by a gush of spunk as I got up. “Je suis Nikki” I told him in my best French as I grabbed my things. He replied that his name was “Jean” At least I knew the name of the guy who'd just fucked me. We walked further into the dunes, in the general direction the women had gone. Martin caught up and joined us. I introduced him properly and asked Jean to tell the three guys that I wanted Martin to video them fucking me. None objected. We'd gone about 150 yards, behind a dune partly screened by low shrubs and grass. I rolled the mat out and knelt on it, beckoning the three guys closer. Jean sat nearby to watch, stroking his cock which seemed to be responding and getting stiff again. With the three guys in front of me Martin began to video, this time openly. I decided to start by sucking their cocks in turn. Holding a cock in each hand I took the other between my lips, sucking it into my mouth. Taking as much as I could I sucked his cock for a minute, whilst wanking the other two. I moved from one to the other, licking their shafts, squeezing their balls sucking and wanking them for about 10 minutes. I heard other voices, three or four men must have seen us and come to see what was happening. I was more than happy for them to watch and possibly join in. I looked over at Martin, his cock standing as hard and erect as I think I'd ever seen it. He was as turned on as me. I briefly wondered if he'd want to fuck me afterwards. I certainly wanted him too. But first I had at least three hard cocks to satisfy me and wanted fucking now. I managed to communicate that I wanted one of the guys to lie down so I could get on top. The eldest guy got down. I didn't waste any time, getting on top, holding his cock and guiding it into my sodden hole. As soon as it was in I began to move up and down, riding him. The other two stood either side, close enough for me to wank their cocks. When I stopped riding, the guy thrust his hips, driving his cock up me while I took the opportunity to suck the two guys rampant hard-ons. I rode him, fucked and sucked for several minutes until I felt him slam his cock into my cunt, go rigid and with several loud grunts he ejaculated inside me. As soon as he finished cumming I climbed off, knelt on all fours offering my spunk drenched cunt to one of the other guys, indicating that I wanted to suck the other. I felt the guys hard cock enter me then being slowly eased into my wet, sloppy stretched hole. I let him pump his cock in two or three times before beginning to suck the other cock. His cock was short but thick, stretching my lips tightly around his shaft. I sucked him greedily, rocking back taking, cock deep in my cunt, then as he rammed it back into me, forcing me forward, taking cock in my mouth until I was almost gagging. With almost no warning the guy came in my mouth. I gulped his first load of spunk down, slipping his cock from my mouth as he came again some in my mouth the rest splashing my face. I turned away, looking towards my husband. Martin got some excellent video of me, (which I'm watching as I write) an expression of unbridled lust on my face. Spunk in my hair, running down my face, more dribbling from my mouth, dripping from my chin to the ground, my tits swinging, from the force of the guy fucking me, his cock pistoning in and out of me frenziedly as he climaxed adding his spunk to the mixture inside me. He prick slipped out, almost immediately followed by a gush of cum cocktail, running from my cunt and down my thighs. I looked hungrily at the guys who'd arrived, then back at Martin. He gave a “It's up to you. Go on if you want to” sort of shrug. That was good enough for me. I called them over and they took their turn, fucking me from behind with everyone watching. Once they'd all cum inside me that was about it, I asked Jean to tell them that was it for the day and they all wandered off. We sat chatting, though I couldn't keep my hands off, or my mouth from Jeans magnificent cock. He fucked me again before we left and asked us to meet him at the same place, though a bit later the following day. Martin waited until we got back to the apartment before fucking me, turned on by other guys spunk still oozing from my cunt. We talked late into the evening about what had happened and what I'd done, whilst watching the video he'd taken which turned us both on. I confessed that it had been my intention to be fucked by several guys and wanted to have sex with more men. “We'd better take up Jean's invitation and meet him tomorrow” was Martins reply. At Jean's suggestion we started going in the evening when there were more men and a few women who wanted to watch or fuck. Jean fucked me almost every day. By the beginning of the second week, Martin was enthusiastically participating. It was his idea that I try Double Penetration with him and Jean. I wasn't sure I could take Jean in my arse so he fucked my cunt while Martin fucked my arse. An amazing sensation, both holes filled, two cocks inside me, almost touching each other through my cunt walls. I came two or three times. I was DP'd, either two in my pussy or one in my pussy and one in my bum, at least once each day until the end of the holiday. Finally with a lot of lubrication Jean arse fucked me two days from the end of the holiday. I was insatiable, wanted to experience as much as I could in just a few days. I wish I'd kept count of how many guys either fucked me or I sucked off. Around thirty I think on the beach and in the dunes not including some who I allowed to wank and ejaculate over me one evening. Oh, and there were the four lads in the apartment opposite. I made a point of looking out for them and saw them one evening in the complex bar when it was too windy for the dunes. They were younger than I thought, 18 or 19 years old but that didn't stop me from inviting them back to ours to fuck. Very energetic they were too. Making up for what they lacked in their sexual techniques with their stamina and flattering enthusiasm to repeatedly fuck a woman old enough to be their mother. I loved the sex, adored being fucked by so many different men and all the different sized cocks, large and small, but especially the larger ones. I enjoyed the freedom of being naked all day and much of the evening. I was pleased with my all-over tan, and I mean all-over. Much of the time when I wasn't fucking I sunbathed with my legs parted, usually spread wide, and the normally pale skin between my legs was tanned almost as dark as my body. All good things come to an end. On the final day we went to the beach to meet Jean. As a surprise he'd organised for five guys with cocks as large as his to fuck me. After they'd all had me, some twice, I told them how sad I was going home, my fling over until next year. I honestly thought that after the holiday I'd be able to stop. I hadn't bargained on how much I'd enjoy being fucked by numerous different men or just how addictive it was. Within a month I was picking up guys and last year started going dogging with Martin for casual sex. In the 18 months since that holiday I must have been fucked by something like 60 or 70 different men. Martin is as delighted as me that I'm now a total and unrepentant Slut. After I've been fucked, he likes nothing better than sliding his cock into my spunk saturated cunt or arse. He started going down on me too, licking and sucking my pussy clean of other mens cum. He liked the taste and with a little urging and encouragement has since sucked several guys cocks. It took a bit more persuasion to convince him that he should follow my example and sample the pleasure of anal sex. That, along with the dogging, how I got promoted at work and significantly improved my sales figures are a story for another day which I can write if anyone's interested in hearing more about my Slutty behaviour. Do I have any regrets? Only one. That the Slut lurking inside me didn't escape sooner. I'm sorry if this is a bit long-winded and probably has far to much detail, but I wanted to attempt to explain what happened which released the Slut in me. All the same I hope you enjoyed it. In a few months time we are off to the south of France again, this time to Cap D'Agde where I fully expect to significantly add to my tally of guys who've fucked me. I'll write again later in the year if you want to know how I fared.