It took some sorting out. I had been approached through my profile by a gentleman querying whether I was interested in him taking pictures or filming my wife and I having a sexual interlude using our own cameras. It was difficult as my wife is happy to fuck in places where we might get caught and is always very overt, happily naked and quite loud, curiously she shuns the idea of dogging though probably for fear of someone knowing us. To that end I ruminated over using a hotel and meeting in the bar with her commando and giving our new friend a few dreamy peeks of her uncovered cunt before going up to the bedroom. However the Covid thing has been ruining all that and we had to think again. At last the whole idea grew into using a chalet in the forest which had opened only this year and as yet had very few people aware of its existence. I rang and asked if there were any vacancies to be told that there was an opening for the weekend approaching if we wanted. I wanted ok so suggested to my lady that we were going away for the weekend to the new place just around twenty five miles away. She was delighted and gave me a big kiss which led me to revealing the darker side of the plan and that we would be having somebody watching us and taking pictures adding that it would be with our equipment so would remain a secret for the three of us. Naturally she wanted to know a lot more but at the end she accused me of being a sly devil but admitted that it could be fun after so long in the 'dark' I approached Ian and said if he could make his way there on Friday or Saturday, then all was on. I suggested we had a zoom meeting before any concrete plans were made but I booked us in anyway, deciding we would have a nice time even if he could not make it. Zoom took place that evening and he seemed as genuine as his profile which I showed Liz prior to the laptop parly. After we concluded she was happy and in a buoyant mood for the rest of the night and very suggestive. Ian had been very honest and said there was no pressure for any direct contact from him as he was just happy to be taking photos. I noted that she relaxed significantly at this revelation. It was only five days to wait and we made arrangements and had a special bag packed with some fun clothes for her. Having her in a girly mood made for more sex than for ages and I was rampant. Friday arrived and with all the bags packed we left mid afternoon and were there for just after four. The chalets were more like cabins but secluded from each other, naturally very clean and tidy. We arranged to meet Ian in the flesh at a pub just a couple of miles down the road where he could leave his car and return with us. Our cabin was near the back of the woods and though we had to go past a fair few others, there was nothing behind us except a load of trees and a big field of maize. Liz changed to go to the pub and came out looking really fabulous in a flimsy dress and nearly nude stockings held up by a suspender belt and naturally no panties. Her breasts were similarly uncovered and her nipples poked against the material, perky and fresh. Ian was a few minutes late but met us in the beer garden. It being early, only two other couples were taking a drink in the sun. We sat and chatted for an hour and as the place was beginning to get noisy, Liz said she was going to the ladies and then we best go. As she went to stand up, her dress rode up and Ian got a good full on view of her cunt uncovered before she slipped her leg over the bench. I saw it too, beautiful legs framed by white suspenders and her pubes trimmed very short and slightly wider than Brazilian. Ian's smile told all. We got back to the cabin and sat down. I opened a bottle of wine and we opened the windows to let some cool air in, plus a few flies which we did not need. We sat quietly and Liz was near me on a sofa while Ian was on a chair near the table. I showed him our Canon camera and he said he had a similar model so was familiar with it. I also gave him a small camera which could do video footage, which he understood its use. The atmosphere was tense but I felt we maybe needed the evening to draw in a bit before we did anything. So we went onto the veranda and sat with the bottle disappearing. The sun had gone behind the treeline and just a few strands of sunlight pierced the canopy and the sky grew an orange glow. It was feeling time was waiting for us. I mentioned we maybe ought to withdraw inside and we all seemed to look at each other in a 'this is it' moment. We went in and shut the door. I put on a light and Ian picked up a camera and said 'Imagine I am not here' then went to a corner of the room. The silence was deafening, I kissed her gently and said how long I had waited for her and touched her breast. The sigh she gave was long and loud and the click of the camera was all that could be heard. I felt for her zip and drew it down, I felt her grip me for a moment and then let go, I thought she was having second thoughts so I mentioned her last evening with her lover and suggested she would love him to be here right now. She said 'Of course I would' 'Would you like his cock in your hand?' 'Yes' 'And then deep in your cunt, fucking you and spunking in you' 'Oh yes' 'Then think on that while we have a bit of fun.' I slipped the straps from her shoulders, her eyes were closed and the camera was clicking fast. 'I am taking your dress off now and Ian will see you naked just like Pete. Would you like that?' 'Yes please' Her dress dropped to the floor and she was looking fabulous, nipples very hard and her stockings and suspenders giving the erotic scene a decadence promising some fantastic photos and memories for the three of us. I led her to the sofa and sat her down, opening her thighs and saying 'Let Ian see your cunt, imagine you are showing Pete that you want fucking' He came closer, his cock was out and I had not realised until that moment. It twitched a little as it was poking through his zip. It looked a reasonable size, but no bigger than mine, which was uncomfortably tight in my pants. 'Does Peter fuck you often' I whispered to her 'Yes every month for nine years, I love it when he has me' Ian broke in 'He is a lucky man to be having a woman like you' as his prick waved close enough for her to touch. She opened her eyes and saw his shaft and she reached out and stroked it. 'Get your clothes off if you want, you will be more comfortable' He put the camera down and went to the back of the room and undressed, leaving his clothes on the table and then picking up the camera again and taking pictures that we would scrutinise later. He was tall and slim and his cock was uncircumcised, the foreskin stretched back and exposing his cockhead. I knew it was my turn and I got Liz to reveal my body to the camera leaving us all naked. I licked her nipples for the camera and then took myself down to put my tongue deep in her lips and lick and tease her clit. She writhed excitedly and with her eyes shut as I interspersed talking of Pete and his fucking her and Ian was listening intently to me revealing her sexy antics in hotels or our house and in the great outdoors where he had fucked her many times. Licking her deeply and flicking my tongue rapidly over her clit had her so roused that she managed to squirt for the first time in years on my face. Ian said this was marvellous and I was on the edge. I slipped my cock in my lovely wife and Ian came close with the camera recording the insertion bit by bit. I was really pissed off that I was so close to coming that I did not last anywhere near the length of time I wanted to and I shot my cum deep inside her. Gasping disappointedly I felt myself wither and slip out. Liz was still on a high and Ian looked at me. I nodded my head and he put the camera close to her open lips to picture my cum oozing out before putting the camera down on the floor and pushing his cock deep inside her. He lasted longer than me but it was over in next to no time and she begged for him to fill her up. As he withdrew, two satisfied cocks hung shiny and half hard in front of her. She licked us both clean. ian had to go, but had a shower before I drove him back to the pub and his car. He said how nice a night it had been, I agreed and said I thought my wife had too.