Our story continues on the middle Sunday of a 2 week holiday in the south of France a long time ago. This is Chapter 6, so if you are new to this I recommend you check out the previous chapters to understand why we are where we are and who the characters are. Previois stories are shown on my profile.

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After 15 minutes of general chit chat among the 5 of us, we agreed to meet up at the site cafe for breakfast in an hour or so, and that today was going to be a recovery day on the beach.

Gee and I headed off to the shower block, and have a long lazy soapy shower together, tending to each other, sensually and passionately, delicately cleaning her red puffy inflamed pussy, showing the results of her last nights fun. Chris had fucked her 3 times while she was away at his caravan, the last one was very lengthy as Chris had trouble cumming by then. On the other hand, their first fuck was over inside a minute, as he came shortly after he entered Gees wet willing pussy. He made up for it by giving her two quick orgasms with his tongue. So she was reasonably happy.

As she soaped me clean, my cock hardened and I wanted to fuck Gee again. She asked me to hold off until we were back at the caravan as she wanted the privacy.

We ran back to the van at speed, crashed through the doors, she flopped on the bed, naked, legs spread wide. I dived face first into her pussy, wet with her juices. Lots of tongue action on her clit, and fingers inside deep on her G spot bought her to the edge, so I got up, rammed her hard with my, by now throbbing cock. We went for few minutes, I was enjoying the visual feast of her big tits moving wildly, synchronised with my deep thrusts into her pussy.

She rolled me over, straddling me, my cock now touching her cervix as she rode me as hard as we could.  We peaked together, and enjoyed a noisy, wet amazing orgasm. She laid down on my chest, our mouths mashed together in the glow of glorious reclaim sex.

After some minutes enjoying those post fuck feelings, we got up, wiped the sex juices from us, again, got out gear together and walked to the cafe, arriving a few minutes late.

Meg was on her own, clutching a frothy cappuccino, no sign of Paul, or Chris and Helen yet. We sat, ordered coffee and chatted to Meg. It turned out Paul was very hungover and would stay sleeping it off in the caravan. Hmm, might be interesting later on the beach, I reflected.

As Meg finished talking, Chris and Helen arrived, both looking like that hadn't slept all night, which they hadn't.

More coffees,  baguettes, croissants and pain chocolats later, we headed to the beach.  Chris was quiet, the 3 girls were chatting, very animatedly. Meg trying to get all the dirty details out of Gee and Helen.
Just before we got to the beach, passing the small shops and shacks, the  girls dived across to the swimwear shop, that was selling tiny thongs, no tops of course. It felt pretty wild given it was the late 80's. They went in, Chris and I waited. As the minutes passed, we were bored so I went in to tell Gee to find us at the usual spot.

We walked on chatting about our evenings with each others partner. Chris was amazed at Gee skills, particularly her blow job talent, and her ability to squirt when he was giving her oral. He said he had never witnessed that.  I smiled inwardly as Helen was very capable of squirting, as she had proven to me that evening.  I didn't let on,  I didn't know if Helen had said anything.

Chris said I don't know what you did with Helen but she said she was so sore and 'fucked' she would not let me touch her.  'We had a busy night, I'm sure she will tell you all the dirty deeds.' I replied
I was being cautious with what I shared as I wasn't sure what Helen had said to him, and how much she left out.  Trying to be sensitive to his feelings, given the journey they were on with their relationship (see previous parts of the story for that)

We set up on the beach and waited for the girls, About an hour later they arrived, joined us on the towels. They were very animated, chatting excitedly non stop, laughing and giggling. Meg sat next to me, then Gee, then Helen next to Chris.

Tops came off, and Megs small pert tits, with her bullet like nipples, hard as rock was naked, close to my face. Our eyes met, and locked together, staring deep into each other. A connection was made, it was now about timing.

I laid my head to my towel and shut my eyes, trying to recover from the previous 15 or so hours.  I heard the girls giggling, chatting quietly and shuffling about as they removed their short shorts and got comfortable. 

Not even five minutes passed, and I felt a body press on to my shoulders, a bare breast impressed on me, and a gentle Welsh whisper in my ear.

'Mark, will you oil my back please?'a followed by a gentle kiss on my ear.

As she lifted off me, our faces close together  I said 'Of course'. As she lay down, I saw all three girls were wearing tiny thong bikini bottoms, Meg in white, Gee in black and Helen in yellow. I was going to have trouble today with the feast of bum flesh. As Helen was oiling Gee, they both looked at me, smiled, Gee giving me a nod of approval. It was evident from the body language and how they had laid out between me and Chris that much scheming had taken place in the previous hour.

With Meg on her front, arms crossed under her head,  I set about oiling her,  starting at her feet working my way up the backs of her legs.  Her thong string was deep in her bum crack, but her legs were quite close together.  The more I worked the oil in to her smooth skin, the more she relaxed as I used massage type strokes rather than just slathering on oil.

As I got to the top of the backs of her legs,  I ignored her bum and moved up to her shoulders. She made a strange uh uh sound and wiggled her bum, indicating what she wanted.  I ignored her and started on her neck and shoulders.  I crouched down and whispered in her ear to be patient, I heard a small sigh in response.

Working down her back, I rolled my hands round the sides to make contact with her breasts.  She slightly eased upwards so I could massage all of her breasts and tweak her bullet hard nipples.  She was purring like a kitten.

I shuffled down the towel and went back to the tops of her thighs. She opened her legs so I kneeled between her knees, facing up her body. The thong was making a terrible job of covering her pussy and her lips were clearly showing, shiny with moisture.

I rubbed more oil in to the backs of her legs and on to massage her perfect small firm bum cheeks, pushing her down into the sand.  My hands slide round and down her cheeks,  into the deep moist V, rubbing the sides of her pussy, her sighs turned into audible moans of pressure.  I continued massaging around her pussy.

Casting a glance across at Gee and Helen, they were watching intently,  Helen licking her lips suggestively at me.

A couple more circles round, a bit more oil, and as I went upwards,  I slide my forefingers from each hand deep into her pussy,  as far as it would go.  Meg groaned, her juices continued to flow.

I took a quick reality check, given that there were other people on the beach, with more appearing closer to us.

I slapped one of her cheeks and said 'You're done' smiling at her. As I lay down on my towel next to her, we looked at each other and smiled.

'Im not done Mark, you have got me so horny now. But I need to be done, hard and soon' I smiled back

'Helen and Gee told me everything...I'm so fucking jealous of them'

'We could have this morning when you came by' I replied

'No, no I really couldn't then,  not at that moment.  But having spoken with them and how they plan to sort out Paul, we will....today, later'

I was intrigued, but none the wiser.  Clearly the girls scheming was elaborate, and why we had to wait so long for them to turn up.

Gentle resting, sleep and tanning continued. Gee came across to me,  thrust her large breasts into my side as we sat together. 

'Enjoy that with Meg?'

' I did and I think she did'

'I agreed with Meg that I would pop back to check on Paul this afternoon,  you will look after Meg won't you? . Take her back to our van for a while,  she is expecting it , you got at least 3 hours before I'll return, make her happy darling'

Gee grabbed her things and announced to all of us that she was too hot and popping back to relax,  winking at me and Meg. Then Gee walked off along the beach., turning, waving, smiling, blowing me a kiss.

Helen bobbed her head up, looked and me and smiled. She was in on the plan but left us to it. I asked Meg if she wanted a drink, she nodded yes.

We packed up at about 2.30, the beach was rammed and it was very hot.  We hit the first bar and I ordered a bottle of cold white wine. We sat drinking chatting, talking openly about our lives, our past, our relationship and how Gee and I were the way we were with each other. I said it was only recent and told her about the events I told in my first 2 stories and how swapping unfolded for us.  I could see her nipples harden under her t shirt, pressing hard against the thin fabric.

As we finished the wine,  I could see she was very visibly relaxed.

'Take me to the van Mark, you know why '. She seemed almost embarrassed about what was going to happen,  or at least verbalising it.

We walked back up the hill to the van,  it was a steep dusty long drag, in the maximum heat of the day,  we were very relaxed with the wine and very sweaty.  We dropped our stuff in the van, grabbed towels and went to  shower together, removing the sweat, sand and oil. Her naked body was stunning,  a small trimmed landing strip of dark pussy hair, pert breasts. We washed each other tenderly and sensually, my cock rose to full hardness, pressing into her flat belly as we hugged and kissed deeply. Her caution now fully thrown to the wind,  she was active and wanted this. 

Arriving back at the van,  I glanced at the clock to see we had 2 hours before Gee returned.

I removed Megs towel and eased her gently on to her back, putting one knee up, I reached and pushed her legs wide, her pussy glowing radiantly before my eyes, her nipples rock hard. She edged up the bed and I joined alongside her, our mouths met, lips opened, tongues probed and thrusted. Meg sighed with pleasure.

We kissed with passion, her arms round my shoulders pulling me hard in to her mouth.

We released 'Mark, I want to be fucked raw, I don't know what it's like.  I've only ever fucked with Paul, it's good but it's all I know. Helen told me and Gee what happened with you two last night, I want some of that.  She said it was the best fucking she had'

I looked into her eyes 'You dont want me to make love with you? You want to be fucked hard'?  I wanted to double check

'Yes, yes'  her eyes looked sad and pleading.    'You are on the pill aren't you?' I asked

'Please just fuck me and fill me with cum, I want it raw'

I got up on to my knees,  moved her diagonally across the bed, I grabbed her knees and spread her legs as wide as they would go,  before jamming my face into her pussy, finding and licking her little clit. I penetrated her wet lips with 2 fingers, curling them upwards to find her G spot.

She was gasping and sighing, letting out quiet words of yes, yes, oh no, oh fuck at random intervals. Her hips were moving in time with my fingers, sliding in and out.  I continued until I felt her start get more animated and louder,  I pummelled her tight pussy with my fingers

'Oh fuck fuck, Im gonna cum......FFUUCCKKK she screamed, I released my fingers and tongue,  as she let go, a huge squirt of clear liquid arced upwards, before curving down,  soaking the bed sheet. It looked like it was happening in slow motion to my lustful eyes,  as I was intent on playing this beautiful young wife, another mans wife.

She was struggling to breathe, her heart was beating rapidly,  she started to cry.  Her legs were in spasm, jerking uncontrollably, her hips contining to jerk randomly

I moved up, kissing the tears from her face,  she was smiling at me, but no words came as she tried to reset her breathing. We hugged and kissed for another few minutes.

'Oh Mark, Mark, Mark.... what did you do to me?   I have never felt anything so intense in my life.  Is that what sex is like?   Fuck, I never knew.   Im sorry I pissed like that,  I'm quite embarrassed. ' she moved her face into my neck to hide from it.

'Meghan, you beautiful girl, no,  you didn't pee, that was not piss. You squirted, it can happen when you get so intensely turned on'

Meg lay on her back, legs spread, hair dishevelled, gasping for breath,  glowing with perspiration in the heat of the day and the moment. A massive wet patch showed dark on the bed,  the inside of her thighs and pussy totally wet.

We looked deep into each others eyes and laughed.  She pulled me in, kissed me deeply and thanked me profusely. 

'That frightened me for a moment,  I have never felt anything like that,  I felt I had no control over anything.  I  so needed that and I want more of it'

She reached down and rubbed my raging erection and said 'And I need that in me, fuck me with it now'.

Having an orgasm of such intensity seemed to totally change her demeanour,  she was now assertive, bordering on aggressive, she knew what she wanted and was going to get it.  Paul was going to get a big shock the next time they were in bed together. Quiet mouse Meg was long gone.

Meg shifted around on the bed,  pushed me on my back and went down on me,  taking me deep into her mouth as far as she could, gagging on occasions as her throat filled.

After a couple of minutes,  she straddled me,  spread wide and sank down on my hard cock,  taking me all the way in,  initially slowly grinding on me.

Her eyes were wide, her mouth open but no songs other that quiet gasps

'Fuck Mark, you are so big, I have never been filled so deep, God it feels amazing...Fuck'

She started to speed up her gyrations and humping on me, her breaths became deeper and faster,  her sighs became groans.  Gasps and swear words came out, profusely and loud.

I reciprocated our movements, humping and fucking her, while she rode me.  We were both building quickly now,  faster deeper harder louder...Fuck fuck fuck, we both uttered.

'Oh my god, Im cumming agin, Fuck fuck fuck.' Meg screamed

I could feel my orgasm coming quickly too,  I carried on pumping hard as I was overwhelmed with pleasure pulsing five or six times deep into her wet dripping pussy .

Meg collapsed on my chest, breathing wildly, we slid around on each other,  bathed in sweat, hugging tightly, sighing with post fuck pleasure.

She raised her head after a few minutes,  we looked into each others eyes and kissed deeply,  full tongues,  holding it seemingly forever,  locking in the passion and ingenuity of the moment.

It felt good giving Meg new pleasures. She looked happy.

We lay together for half an hour,  saying very little, just cuddled together,  enjoying the contact and the moment.  Meg nodded off to sleep, I held her and reflected on an amazing few days,  wondering what might happen in the remaining five days of the holiday,  and how Gee was getting on with Paul, a short distance across the caravan park.