This day comes around annually, one of party and merriment. The mid-summer party at the caravan park where we stay each year. I, Ella, have visited here since I was young, and have grown up in its natural beauty, resting in a cove with spectacular sea views.

               I have 2 children and a wonderful husband now, who I have been with for 20 years. Like all marriages it has had its ups and downs, however this had been a fantastic year. My husband Dave had recently found a new job he enjoyed, and we had opened up emotionally too, talking about our desires in life. One night after a few too many glasses of wine, Dave asked me if I would ever consider “swinging”.

               When I first heard this, I was shocked, then as the words sank in, I started to feel secretly aroused. What was he suggesting here? Me with another man? Him with another woman? A Roman style orgy???

               We went to bed that night and he said I could imagine anyone I wanted to while he made love to me. I had an ex from the past. I imaged him filling me up one more time before we parted ways. I orgasmed harder than ever…...

               As time went on nothing happened, we never went to any swinger parties, or to meet any couples. However, we always talked about the fantasy of it.

               Now here we are, at the summer party. Evening is approaching, the music is playing, party in full swing, and I am sat at a table outside with Dave, and one of his former work friends called Adam.

               Adam is a fun guy, mid 30s, athletic build, and funny. We all chat and have a laugh, the alcohol is flowing, and suddenly Adam says that he went to a swinger’s party the previous week.

               Dave and I both looked at each other square in the eyes, then back at Adam, and ask together – “What was that like?”

               We must have both sounded way too keen, because he looked back at us with a frown, then asked “Why do you ask?”

               Dave and I sat there in silence for a moment, then burst into laughter. We whispered to Adam, so no one else could hear, that we had talked about trying it out once but never followed it through. He said it was just a lot of different people and couples having sex. Although straight to the point, I found this a turn on, I know Dave did too.

               As the evening grew dark and our table fell into shadow, Dave said to Adam, “Ella just wants to know what it would feel like to touch another man’s cock again. Adam, would you let her feel you through your jeans?”

               Adam, looked around, stood from his chair, then sat on the bench next to me. He reached out for my left hand, took it in his, then guided it under the table.

               I felt his thigh, his inside leg, then…... OH MY! His huge hard cock in his jeans. My heart almost stopped, then it pounded harder than ever and I let out a gasp.

               Dave asked me, “Is it as exciting as you expected it to be my love?”

               I couldn’t answer, I was too busy getting wet………….

               I tried to speak, but just mumbling came out. Dave said, “Maybe it’s time we went back to the caravan and had a bite to eat, we can come back down and enjoy the music later. Adam, would you care to join us?”

               I was dizzy in my head, I felt lost, what was happening to me???

               Dave and Adam, both walked me up the hill under the darkness of the trees to our caravan, my loins were aching for them both, I felt like a scream was going off in my head………

               We all went in through the door and straight to the bedroom, locking the door behind us.

               Dave said, “Adam, why don’t you give Ella a kiss while I start things off……

               I lay down on the bed and Adam started kissing my neck as Dave undid my jeans and started pulling them off. He then started taking my knickers off and started kissing the inside of my legs. Adam and I touched tongues as Dave flicked his against my hard wet citrous... Was this a dream? Being eaten out by my husband while kissing a mid-30s hunk!

               I reached out and felt Adam’s rock-hard cock in his jeans. Dave saw me do it, then asked “Why don’t you take it out Ella?”

               I did, and almost fainted. It was just magnificent. Solid, smooth, and ready for fun. I wanted it, I wanted it so much.

               Both Dave and Adam obviously knew. And before I knew it Dave was off me and Adam above me, between my thighs, about to push in.

               He didn’t though. The bastard teased me. He stroked his hard smooth tip against my pussy, rubbed it against my clit and started wanking.

               My head exploded in joy. I couldn’t take it anymore, I just said “FUCK ME PLEASE!!” And that he did. He fucked me so hard I saw my ancestors. He pounded my sopping wet pussy while I frantically wanked Dave off. 2 cocks at once, my ultimate dream.

               When I came it was insane, Adam must have felt it too, as I felt him pulse as he shot his warm cum deep into me. He must have pumped 10 times as he unloaded all his lovely cum in me. His grunts were amazing to hear in my ear.

               When he had finally relaxed, he rolled over then Dave climbed on to finish our wonderful encounter. The thought of Dave, my husband, fucking me with another man’s cum in me was too much, and I came hard again. This man must love me so much to let me have such joy and pleasure. I fucked his cock so hard as Adam looked on. Then Dave too gave me my present, and my fantasy was fulfilled – 2 men’s cum in one session, and I got to cum on 2 cocks too. Bliss.

               We all cleaned ourselves up and went back to the summer party, me a little red faced and flushed. But it will be a party to remember……………….