It was only a matter of time before my love of getting my kit off, and group fun would lead me to Eureka. After my first few visits I was hooked, and Eureka became a regular haunt. When describing the fun I had at Studland and the saunas it was easy to protect others identities. Describing the fun at Eureka without identifying anyone is trickier. Hence this story will mix many years of visits into one afternoon, and some details have been changed. Summer Sundays are my favourite time to visit Eureka. Long hours spent tanning on the bottom field, and plenty of fun to be had around the grounds. Saturdays are quieter, and the evening parties are the stuff of legend, but for me the chilled atmosphere on a Sunday is better. I arrived just after opening time at 10 in the morning. Approaching the clubhouse to check in I smiled at the victims of the previous night’s excesses. Sore heads, and exhausted bodies we slumped outside the chalets, and on the terrace, voices were subdued, the previous night must have been a good one. I paid for the day and walked back to my car to display the parking ticket. Once there I picked up my bag and towel and headed to the bottom field. Emerging from the trees, even at this early hour the air was warming up. I strolled down the field before stopping and spreading my towel on the grass. I know lots of people prefer the top field, or the pool area, but for me the peace of the bottom field is what makes Eureka so special. I quickly stripped of and looked around. At this early hour, the field was almost empty. Down in the bottom corner a couple were slowly shagging. Last night’s Viagra had obviously not worn off, and they were changing position, and fucking with abandon. They were enjoying the sunshine and the freedom to fuck in a field, and certainly didn’t look like they needed me interrupting them. So, I put on my headphones and settled back to read my book. A good few pages later, so maybe 30 minutes, I sensed them walking up behind me. I turned smiled and wished said it looked like they were having a good morning. The guy was looking hot and sweaty, and his cock was glistening in the sun, while his girlfriend’s pussy lips were pronounced, and I could see a dribble of cum leaking from between then. They both smiled and continued past me. I decided it was time for a drink, so grabbing my play bag I got up and headed up the slope myself. My play bag contains essentials like my car keys, cash, condoms and a few other bits and bobs. Its easier to carry and keeps everything safe when I am away from my towel and rucksack. Over the years I have developed the habit of walking to the clubhouse, via the woods, so I turned left at the top of the field into their cool embrace. The path through the woods passes many small clearings, places where I have played many times. At this time however it was unlikely that anything would be happening, so I was enjoying cooling down and listening to the birdsong and the breeze in the trees. Even so I took time to investigate several of the clearings. By the time I got to the corner furthest from the clubhouse, I was already thinking about a nice cuppa, so as I started walking up the slope, I almost missed the couple in the big clearing on the left. He was sat on the bench, and she was stood bent forward giving him a blowjob. I quietly moved off the path and stepped into the undergrowth to watch them. The thing with getting turned on when you are naked, is that there is nowhere to hide. Not that I was trying to hide my growing erection. In front of me, the guy stood up and repositioned the girl to lay her on her back on the bench. I had a perfect view of her open pussy as she planted her feet either side of the bench. The guy slipped a couple of fingers inside her and began to frig her hard. Pretty soon she was moaning, and you could hear her pussy squelching. I stood, stared, and stroked my cock, enjoying the show. The guy turned and looked straight at me, smiled, and signalled for me to come and join them. I walked round to the entrance to the clearing, and when he beckoned me again I walked in. In the warm air I could smell the girl’s juices and inhaled deeply. The guy nodded to me and indicated I should kneel between the girl’s legs. I dropped to the floor and watched mesmerised as the tempo of his fingering increased. Tentatively I reached forward, but he quickly indicated that I should not touch. So, I drew my hand back and dropped it to my cock and started to wank it slowly. This seemed to spur him on, and he bent forward and spoke to the girl. “There’s a wanker just inches from you. He’s wanking himself looking at your cunt. Go on, cum for him!” This seemed to take the girl over the edge, and in a few seconds, she was squirting all over me. Her whole body spasming as she came. Her cries and grunts sure to attract anyone else in the area. In the meantime, I was soaked. Her juices dripped from my face, ran down my chest and soaking my cock as I wanked. The guy withdrew his fingers from the girl and wiped them on her thigh. He turned to me, and indicated the show was over and I should leave. I reluctantly climbed to my feet and left them to it. Walking up the slope to the top of the woods my hardon throbbing in front of me. When I got to the big fallen tree I stopped and wiped the girls cum from my face and body, then sat for a while to let my hardon subside before I continued to the club house. There I had a shower, and a cuppa. Then went and chatted with some friends by the pool. Eventually the heat of the sun bouncing off the walls and the water made me hot I dropped into the pool and cooled down, before heading back to the bottom field. When I got there, it was much busier. The bottom field seems to attract those couples who like to play for an audience, and a constantly circling audience of single guys. Don’t get me wrong. Quite often, I am a single at Eureka. I just hope that I never become a nuisance to anyone like some guys do. I returned to my book, and the occasional bit of people watching, and enjoyed the sun on my naked body. At about 12 I was dozing when I was awakened by someone setting up camp just up the slope from me. Turning onto my front I looked up and saw a couple I hadn’t seen there before. After they had undressed and were soon chatting and getting their picnic things out. It soon transpired that neither of them had thought to pack a corkscrew. Before they had a chance to get into an argument I rolled over and looked up the slope to them and said hello. They stopped their argument and introduced themselves, before asking if I had a corkscrew. Luckily for them I always have one, and a lighter in my rucksack as they are a great ice breakers. Crisis averted they opened their wine and offered me a glass. Pretty soon the three of us were chatting and getting to know each other. It turned out my inclination had been right, and it was their first time at Eureka, or any club. They had tried naturism on holiday and heard about Eureka there and decided to give it a try. Nothing they said indicated they were swingers, so I didn’t push it and just enjoyed their company. It was nice to be able to tell them more about the club, and the facilities at the club house. I mentioned the parties, and while they looked interested, they didn’t question me further. By the time the three of us had finished their wine, we were all laughing and chatting like old friends. I offered to get ice creams for them as a thank you for the wine, and the girl said she would come with me as she needed the loo. As we walked to the clubhouse, I introduced her to a couple of friends on the way. On the way back with the cornetto’s we again chatted with people I knew, so by the time we got back to her hubby the ice creams were melting. As she sat down on her towel a drop of melted ice cream dripped onto her breast and we laughed. Her hubby looked over and smiled but seemed distracted. I was concerned in case he didn’t like his wife laughing with another guy and was careful to move back to my own towel. I sat facing them as we ate our ice creams and noticed that hubby was sporting an impressive erection. At about the same time she noticed and fell into fits of giggles. Hubby looked flustered and tried to cover himself. “What’s got into you?” she asked. “That couple over there were just fucking” he said, resulting in another peel of giggles and an intense stare at the couple concerned. After a while they had both calmed down and the ice creams had been finished. They asked me more about the swinging side of the club and I was happy to answer their questions. I soon transpired that they were both extremely interested, and keen for new experiences. Perhaps the clearest sign of their interest was the wetness leaking from her pussy. From my position at their feet, I was looking straight at the small drop of milky liquid on her pussy lips. As I dragged my eyes away, and looked back at her face, she smiled and opened her legs a bit further. My hard on was doing a good job of drilling through my towel and into the grass below. She smiled and licked her lips, before turning to hubby and kissing him. The kiss lasted for ages, and I was beginning to feel like a bit of a spare part. With the site in front of me, and the growing ache in my balls I decided it was time for another trip into the woods. I grabbed my play bag and stood up. I walked up the field and back into the woods. Once again, the cool wrapped around me and I strolled deeper. After a short while the path widened, and I stepped from it. I opened my bag and selected a cock ring from the selection I carry in there and started to fit over my still hard cock. By the time it had reached the base it was a struggle to slip each of my balls through in turn. When they left and I had fitted the ring correctly, my cock had softened to a lazy lob, and I continued along the path into the woods. The first clearing was busy with a couple and several single guys. I continued to the big clearing in the middle of the woods and headed to the large space at the top. This site is often used by gay guys, but today it was busy and as I approached, I could see a few of the regular guys were already there. Behind the 2 logs is a bench, on which a large woman was kneeling and being spit roasted. The guy pounding into her from behind is a long term regular, blessed with a massive cock. Not that is seemed to be causing her any problems. I didn’t recognise the guy at her head, but when he came all over her face, he was replaced by another guy I knew. The two of them set up a good rhythm, shuttling her back and forth impaled on their cocks. My mate at the back had started to introduce a finger or two into her ass, and I knew where this was leading. Along with all the other guys I was keen to join in and have some fun, but with so many it looked like I may be in for a long wait. Just then, I felt someone brush up behind me. I turned and recognised a couple I have played with on numerous occasions. We greeted each other, and the wife pushed past me so she could get a front row view of the action. This couple are in their 60s, but still very fit. She is petite with amazing long nipples, while he is tall, and slim with a large cock. They are both bi and blessed with tans that tell you they spend a lot of time naked. The wife watched intently as the fucking in front of her stepped up a gear. Almost unconsciously, she reached out and took hubby in hand. As her breathing quickened, and she became more engrossed in the action several hands including mine reached round and started to caress her. Hubby smiled and propelled her gently forward into the group of very horny guys waiting to fuck something ….anything! On the bench I could see the guy at the back begin to cum, his final slam into the girl almost sending her of the other end and ensuring the guy in her mouth was introduced to deep throat. As he began to slide his cock out of her pussy the guys parted and wifey pushed forward to join the action. Within seconds of the guy vacating the pussy, she was up behind her and her slim hand was disappearing between the folds. The look on her eyes suggested that this was a new level of full, and one that she was enjoying very much. Watching the fisting scene in front of me had ensured that I was fully hard and I started to wank in time with the action in front of me. All around guys who had been waiting their turn were pumping their cocks in time to the slim hand as it ploughed in and out of the kneeling girls soaking pussy. My mate had regained his breath and set about organising the guys to give the girl on the bench a cum bath. And so it ended, with probably 15 guys wanking and spunking over a girl with another woman’s fist buried inside her pussy. Just another sunny Sunday at Eureka.