Part 5 - Cap D'Adge - La Tantra swing club

Back from the beach we shower and make tea together, the enjoyment of doing such simple tasks together is so fulfilling, add to that the fact we are naked and the patio doors are wide open, people passing us by, it was surreal but grounded, if that makes any kind of sense at all!

We plan to go to a different club, La Tantra, according to the reviews Ive found it’s a smaller club, less commercial all comments seemed pretty positive.

I cant decide what to wear, a few changes occur but I finally settle on my black sassy slip and sparkly bra, YSL seems delighted by my choice as we head out.

The club was 10 minutes slow walk along the sea front, stopping to kiss might of added a few more minutes. Once inside we grab drinks and look around. The main bar and dance floor had about 6 or 7 couples sat round, waiting for the action or entertainment it seemed. It was certainly more down Market than Le Glamour but both of us kind if liked the real couples feel it had.

There was corridor that led from the dance floor with Naughty Corner written in French above the door, it was a long room, partitioned off with beds, grope rooms, more beds and a shower room at the end.

No action was happening at that moment so we went back and enjoyed our drinks at the bar and people watch. YSL slips his fingers between my thighs and plays in my wetness, keeping me so aroused.

The place started to fill up, such an eclectic mix of people enter the club, Im blown away by the confidence of a lady of about 70, in white thigh high patent leather boots, matching skirt and cropped top. She looked amazing, not so much that she was attractive but the sheer sexual prowess and confidence that oozed from her as she gyrated on the pole better than most ¼ her age!

She disappears into the Naughty Corner with 2 men and we follow on shortly after. They are fucking in a subdued manor on the large bed at the end, a small crowd are watching, it’s not doing anything for me or YSL so I sit on the bed next door. YSL pushes me back and parts my legs.

To the left of where im lay is a viewing gallery, to the right wrought iron bars to peer through, within minutes of YSL fisting me both side are full of couples masturbating each other and just watching as YSL makes me cum so hard and squirt.

Enjoying the audience YSL rolls up his sleeves (literally, he learned after last night) and starts to work his other hand inside me. The room seems to take a deep breath as I do to relax and let his hands fully inside. I almost instantly gush, the sound of my wetness as he works his magic resonates through the corridor.

I cum so hard again and go hyper sensitive YSL, as ever, reads me well and pulls out slowly and holds me.

Once I’ve recovered we grab drinks and end up dancing. The place is lively, nothing like Le Glamour but in some ways more intimate.

A big German guy and his lady are enjoying lots of attention or rather he is watching her get lots of attention. She plays with a small group of young single guys at the bar, often looking up and smiling at us.

With drinks refreshed we head upstairs to explore the top deck, an open air area, with beds and chairs, and right in the middle a medical bed complete with stirrups.

YSL tells me to hop on the bed, he places each foot firmly and methodically into each stirrup, taking charge immediately, exposing my soaking wet cunt.

He disappears between my legs and starts lapping at my wetness. It feels heavenly, so soft and gentle after the fisting. He slowly pushes his fingers inside and builds up pace.

People are sat around sipping drinks, I recognise the big German guy and his pretty lady, they are watching and I can see them enjoying seeing me being made to cum and my cunt on show for all to see. I cum squirting again, the angle and how open the table makes me must be perfect for this as I’ve never squirted as much ever before. It literally clattered as it hit the floor.

As YSL moves to grab some tissue to clean up me, the table and the floor the blonde appears behind him and excuses herself passed him, she moves close to my cunt, before I know it her tongue is lapping at me, sucking my clit and fingering me she then smiles and departs after kissing me never saying a word.

We head back to the bar, the penny drops about the pretty blonde as we witness her give multiple blow jobs at the bar that she is the paid help for the week, she had been my first hooker!

We head to the play rooms for one last fuck before home, fucking hard and deep, loving each other, not caring if anyone is near, just there for each other.

On our way out the bouncer/manager expresses his admiration of us, the fun we have had and the entertainment we had given, he adores my breasts, I allow him to suck on them while I await my handbag returned from the cloakroom… that’s normal isn’t it?

HNT - Cap D'Agde naked in the sea

Just finished writing up next post, another sex club at Cap D'agde

I will publish Friday :)

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TMI - like youve never seen it before.... including a video

A whole 9 days together at such a resort meant I was going to get sore but adding sand and after YSL discovered half the beach was still inside me at the club on the Sunday night Monday meant we needed to be extra careful and adopt a few techniques to ensuring it didn't happen again.

Id planned in advance and had packed a douche kit, one with both attachments, vaginal and anal. Because Im a huge fan of anal sex and rimming I always anal douche or give myself an enema where possible before seeing YSL and on holiday this wasn’t going to be any different, if anything more important to me as I know he won’t be able to resist fucking my ass in a club.PLus I kind of like it, I do consider it part of sexual preparation, so I suppose its a sex toy as well as being practical.

Previous douche kits I’ve found hard to use as the ball part you squeeze has been too rigid but the new one was soft and really easy, plus had a far larger capacity for water so it did a few ‘goes’ without having to stop and refill so an absolute winner for me.

The next night as we came off the beach, both covered after enjoying a 10some on the beach, we headed straight for the shower.

We took turns showering each other, it became a daily ritual, taking our time, scrubbing the sun lotion, sand and in some cases spunk off.

This time though I unscrewed the shower head and passed YSL the hose, he told me to bend over and he slowly inserted it into my cunt.

The water circulated and splashed out, YSL dropped to his knees, visibly aroused by doing this to me.

I clench my cunt muscles tight, captured the water until I could hold no more then pushed it out, covering him. His arousal clearly increased. Once done I then used the douche alone to remove sand and potential embarrassment from my ass.

Each night we pushed this a little further but this night YSL thought he would help out and pushed the hose into my arse and then walked out the room to allow me my privacy to expel the water as it's hadn't been planned for. This action turned me on so much, him making the decision, making me do it.

Then on Thursday night he took things further as he showered me he leant in close, kissed my neck and whispered that I needed to prepare myself, he handed the hose and I knew exactly what he meant.

I give myself an enema, 3 times to be sure, I'm nervous but excited, I tell him I’m ready, he returns and tells me to bend over, he does my cunt first, cleaning me, filling me, arousing me. He drills his tongue in my arse, opening it up, the hose is pushed inside and slowly he fills me up. When I can take no more he stops, pauses then without choice the water starts seeping from me, I feel it squirt out, feeling so laid bare and fragile, trusting so much in YSL was mind blowing. I let go more and the water starts to jet from me, it feels amazing.



I never knew he had recorded it but very pleased he did.

Part 4 - Cap D'Agde; sex on the beach **applause**

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HNT Picture Cap D'agde
Part 1 too aroused to sleep
Part 2 flight, arriving and omg
Part 3 Le Glamour, the best swing club experience ever
HNT Cap D'Agde; naked in see and audioboo of sharing Margarets Cunt


We get back to the apartment and YSL helps me strip, my clothes are soaked from cumming so much. Whilst I shower YSL prepared a snack i return refreshed and we sit at the breakfast bar, dazed and blown away by the nights activities.

It's past 6am when we fall asleep in each others arms and don't stir until I feel YSL push inside me. He whispers good morning as he kisses my neck and makes love to me slowly.

He pulls out before he cums and turn to face him, he kisses my face gently and holds me close. I slowly wank his hard cock, I know he is close to cumming he feels so hard and swollen in my hand. I kiss him hard and whisper "give me your cum" he shudders as his cum jets out and covers my hand and tummy.

It's gone lunch time, we needed the sleep but didn't want to miss anymore of the day so we got showered and headed to shops for supplies, fresh bread and a patisserie treat!

We got back unpacked our goodies and enjoyed fresh croissants, jus d'orange and fresh coffee, not forgetting each others company, the most enjoyable part of everything. After we smothered ourselves in suncream, I chose to hide under a see through sarong still, we headed for a walk along the beach.

Our apartment was less than 50 metres to the main beach so we were walking along in the surf in minutes, I was struggling to not giggle with how giddy I felt, it was so romantic and so naughty all in one!
Across the naturists beach families played, couples soaked up the sun while doing crosswords, enjoying picnics. After about 10 minutes we approach the swingers beach, the density of sunbathers increases 10 fold, no crosswords or picnics just people doing and eating each other.

We cut through and YSL suggests we have a walk through the sand dunes. He had told me about them, couples apparently go in there for more fun, gang bangs and a more male audience. As we enter the dunes there is a couple up ahead a swarm of men are following but hanging back to see what is going to happen. We over take the couple and about half the pack of men are on our trail. I feel like the fox on hunt day! I dare not look back but I know on the edge of my vision in a sideways glace there are about a dozen, not too close but clearly hoping me and YSL and going to get busy and invite them to join.

I'm built for comfort not speed and walking on the dunes is heavy going but I never slowed up in case the pack caught up! I think if it hadn't been my first time on the beach and still finding my comfort levels I might of been tempted to linger more but I wanted to get away for now.

As we left the dunes ahead were 2 gay couples one giving a long slow hand job to his partner, another giving oral as they sunbathed. We watched a moment then moved on to give them privacy.

Back on the beach we wander between the patchwork of towels and umbrellas until we find a spot to sit. Bad planning though we have to towel with us so it was time to get naked! The sarong had to go. I took a deep breath and untied the knot. As I lay the sarong on the sand I breathed I sigh of relief, it felt good, it felt liberating in fact!

We sat watching couples around us slowly playing, some just watching, some seriously fucking. Any fucking action drew a crowd. It was like seagulls fighting for bread with the single guys, all respectful but all hopeful.

A bukake is happening in the sea, a woman is on her knees in the surf and she is surrounded by cocks, the crowd becomes more dense until you lose sight of her, a similar scene happens on the beach, after about 10 minutes the woman appears, laughing with her proud partner.

A cheery French guy says hello and drops to his knees to chat, we are polite but not engaging, turning to each other to kiss and hold, a trick we use in the clubs to indicate we aren't interested. The kissing soon turns to more passionate activities, YSL is hard and I take him in my mouth, slowly sucking him while I survey the beach, every now and then coming for air and to tell YSL which o'clock to look to see action, our discreet way to notify each other as opposed to pointing!

YSL is enjoying my ministrations and attention to his cock, I must of been at it a good 20-30mins and I had realised out of my eye line a crowd had began to drawn, it seems my deep throating of YSL was worthy of watching. I up the pace and take him deeper, pleasing the crowd and YSL wasn't complaining either!! As I finish and kiss we get a round of applause, a first for us, I wanted to laugh it seemed so farfetched that this had even happened, it was like a bizarre dream.

YSL pushes me back onto the sand and starts masturbating me, on half the crowd had left, others lingered hoping for more entertainment. He slowly wanked my clit, holding me open for everyone to see. He pushed his hand inside me, it slipped straight in, I'm so wet, then he fisted me hard until I came and squirted. He told me to get on all 4's and he swiftly entered me.

I knew the crowd was swelling all I could see was feet I didn't dare look up. Some men dropped to their knees trying to get in my eye line, angling for some play but this was only a 2 person show. The cheery french man stroking my foot "non Monsieur" I say and he backs off. In my head I was alone with YSL and enjoying a damn good hard fucking.

As we finished fucking the applause grew loud, I looked up, we were surrounded on all side, the crowd a few people deep everywhere I looked. I sprung into YSL's arms wanting to be close to my co-star!

The crowd went and we lay people watching in the spoons position, one leg hooked over YSLs as he just strummed my clit.

The Cheery French man returns, my french is poor at best but I always try to have a go, he says to YSL that he should have a rest, I'm a big woman who needs satisfying and he wants to help! Cheeky fucker! YSL is laughing and tells him he is man enough to cope.

HNT - Cap D'Adge; naked in the sea

Just finished writing up next post, fucking on the beach with applause from the crowds, I will publish tomorrow.

I've just recorded a naughty while masturbatng about a ffm experience we had while away called sharing margarets cunt Let me know if you enjoyed, I might do somemore.

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Part 3 - Saturday Night, Le Glamour: The best swing club experience (ever)

It’s a little after 10pm when we arrive at Le Glamour, they are just setting up the door so we grab a drink at the adjoining bar giving us an excellent view for some people watching. I had worried if I had dressed appropriately and I was relieved we I saw how the other ladies had dressed. The place was open now, an attractive make bouncer who looked like Don Gillet was on the door, clearly his job was to keep the standards high. In the 15 minutes we sat watching, more people were turned away than allowed in even for such basics as wearing the wrong shoes.

We finish our drinks and I swagger with as must style as I can muster and I’m relieved when the bouncer looks me up and down and allows me to pass. Entry isn’t cheap but again it holds the quality up and once we stepped inside the 50 Euros in seemed cheap. It was like something off a film set. A huge thumping night club but with subtle differences, the cages and poles surrounding the dance floor being one, the glass double shower unit in the middle of the room being a few. We go for a look around before settling down to enjoy. The outside terrace was vast, lots of seating, Bedouin type beds and another bar, a quiet area with seating and the most amazing lighting. The bathrooms and mixed shower are space age, fluorescent light up was basins!
There is a small sign above a non descript spiral staircase, it reads ‘Couples Pleasure’ we head down the stairs to discover a warren of sex rooms more than I have ever seen in any sex club and to such a high standard, it was like a labyrinth of pleasure. To the left of the security station was trios, only for couples and bi fems, we ventured along to discover large beds currently vacant , alcoves with mirrors for those after something different and more intimate, private rooms and rooms clearly for the exhibitionist. We discovered a room that was dark with some kind of stalls, we weren’t able to work out its purpose but figured it might be self explanatory later. At the end of the corridor is the BDSM area, just small but with a few fun toys including stocks, a St Andrews Cross and a medical table with stirrups.

We head back to the other corridor, this allowed single males in, whilst the club was couples only the ladies it seems stay on the dance floor at times and the guys enjoy some fun, its slightly colder looking, setting a different harder mood. Various beds and rooms flow from the corridor, still empty but you get the sense of what it will be like later. There were 2 rooms that were pitch black, as we edge into them and loose all sense of direction and dimension we are both freaked by a hissing noise, we reverse and run away like school children giggling and a little scared but laughing at the reality of the security guy with an air freshener.

We head back upstairs and grab a drink and seats at the bar, we position ourselves for a serious spot of people watching. Couples filter in varying from the sublime to the ridiculous. The overriding dress theme seems to be Eurotrash, I have never seen as many men in white trousers in one place before, some being daring to wear the matching pimped loafers. The ladies vary from ‘nice n sexy’ like they were going clubbing or for a romantic dinner through to naked other than a fluorescent mesh dress, allowing everything to be seen. I felt like I fitted in well with my choice of attire.

In the main the place was oozing with class and swilling with the rich and beautiful at 10 euros a drink even if its Coke the standards of visitors are going to be kept high. The music was thumping, the DJ was heating the place up, I'm compelled to stand and start moving, I slowly roll my hips as YSL sits on a bar stool, his hands move to hold my hips and we kiss. I turn around and ensure my bum grinds against his crotch.

Of all the things me and YSL have done together dancing has never been one of them, he grabs my hand and takes me on the dance floor. We make some shapes, flirting and dancing with each other, totally high on the excitement, both in a positively euphoric state. I lead him off the dance floor and down the rabbit hole to have some fun, I need him to fuck me.

We had been so distracted by dancing we hadn’t seen the dozens of people head down the stairs. As I walked through it was obvious I was attracting attention, my height and full figure had a few of the men and couples turning their heads. Most rooms had people in them in varying states of undress. We stop and watch as 2 Harley guys that we had seen early in the day pleasure 2 curvy girls on the bed. The room was partially obscured by a chair mail curtain but we pulled it aside and blatantly watched as the dark haired German woman came hard. Sounds of fucking came from the end of the corridor, a woman was on the medical table getting a thorough seeing too, couples stood round watching and enjoying the site before them. A small French couple were flowing us, the guy clearly interested in me.

The curious room from earlier had people in it now, we joined them and learned quickly in the darkness what the room was for. YSL was holding me, kissing me, we talked in low whispers how in awe of the place we were, YSL whispered how pleased he was to be here with me. He holds me tight giving me a loving hug, his arms around my waist and back. I then ask him “is that you?” hands appear on my arse, slowly tracing my shape, another hand, a different touch this time, “more hands are touching me” I say. YSL holds me close and tells me to enjoy as he pulls up my skirt ensure any wandering hands had easy access. The mystery hands continue to explore me, I’m so aroused by this scenario, YSL loosens his hold but doesn’t let go. 2 people are sucking my breasts and a hand is parting my pussy lips. YSL starts exploring one of the mystery people, a small female, not normally his type but the excitement of the unknown and darkness has him aroused.

The hand on my clit is working its magic and YSL holds me as I cum hard. As I recover I'm presented with a cock in my hand, a good size but at a short height, the penny drops it’s the Small French Couple (remember these as they pop up again!) I wank his ample cock and YSL drops to his knees to rim and lick the woman. Other hands caress me and then the Small French Man moves to penetrate me, Im not interested in that and I refuse politely. He urges forward again and I only have to say YSL’s name and he has hold of me and takes me from the room reinforcing to me that I am here with the right person, he never gave his pleasure a moments thought he just ensured I was OK.

We head back upstairs , half way up are streamers and glitter, its like we have been in a time machine and we have arrived at new years eve. The club its packed, the European exhibitionists elite in full throng dressed up in some of the most elaborate outfits from a man on the floor, rubber kilt and fuck boots catches my eye clearly inspired by Jean Paul Gautier through to dressed like Egyptian Gods. The poles surrounding the dance floor where in full used, some just with amateur wives getting sexy for hubby to those that could earn money as they slide almost naked down the pole held only by their thighs.

We grab drinks and dance some more, drinking in the atmosphere. Both of us are so aroused by the atmosphere and freeness of everyone surrounding us.

Refreshed we head back for more fun, this time we headed for the room that we had watched the Harley guys in and go for putting on our own show. YSL hitches up my skirt and goes down on me. I’m soaked, I know as I was dancing it had been flowing down my thighs, he is slurping away at my juices and takes me to the edge of cumming, his mouth locks around my clit and sends me over the edge. I instinctively close my legs but YSL pushes them back open and delivers a spank to my cunt making me gasp. The crowd outside was gathering and YSL started to fist me, for mine and their pleasure, I dare say he enjoyed it too.

He slowly worked his way inside but once inside his vigorously fisted me ensure I would cum hard and quickly. He knows what angle to get to make me cum so hard. I feel it starting to build and YSL tells me to cum for him. I know I’ve soaked him as I shudder with pleasure, my nipples so hard from cumming.

We head back into the grope room, this time ready for the hands. YSL lifts up my skirt so there is no doubting what he wants to happen. As we kiss hands appear on me again. I reach out and caress a woman’s breast and then her arse, YSL joins me exploring others. I reach for YSL's cock, he unbuttons his trousers and lets me have it, Another cock is offered to my hand its small but enthusiastic and I whisper to YSL “I’m wanking 2 cocks now” I’m smiling and inside laughing at how outrageous the whole thing was! If you had asked me even 6 months ago would I be doing this I would of bet my life on never.

YSL has an idea and tells me to stay next to the wall and if I’m not happy just to say his name. He walks out the room and a moment later his cock is presented to me through a hole. I slowly wank him as 2 couples play with my breasts and caress my bottom. I bend down and suck him slowly and see that next to him are couples fucking. After a few minutes he tells me to join him there is something I need to see.

Behind him on a sofa is a 4’some the ladies are kissing and caressing each other while the guys fuck them hard but next to YSL is what I can only describe as a porn star fuck. The guy, clearly a fan of the gym, so tight and muscular has hold of a waif of a girl, her legs both wrapped around him, suspended in the air he holds her and fucks her so hard and fast. Slapping noises as his balls bounce off her ass and cunt fill the room as he grunts and continues to pound her. His trousers still around his ankles, something we later learn is the 'French way' It was a spectacle to see, I always thought this would be pure porn acting and no pleasure but as the frantic fucking came to an end he pulled out quickly and jetted cum.

As we walked out the room more porn moments were to be seen; a woman on the bed holding her self open like a circus act, her legs so far apart she either does yoga or dancing, the guy licks her exposed cunt and in a flash as she cums he steps back to the wall and unzips his pants to unleash his large cock, the woman in one movement rolls forward unzips her jacket to expose her breasts and kneels before him with his erect cock in her mouth.

One of the larger play beds is set up like a Tumblr photo shoot, bodies naked and fucking in so many ways but sat perched on the edge of the bed is a woman dress in a latex suit and wearing a police hat as if she was overseeing play.

We head to the other side of the play rooms and watch some fucking but were more of a mind to play than see. We go towards a bed YSL takes hold of me, unzips my skirt and pushes me back on the bed. He pushes my legs apart and starts to fist me again. Licking my clit at the same time I feel more fingers I know whats is coming next. I reach for the lube as I want to make sure I don’t get sore as I have a full week ahead of me. He lubes up both hands and starts to push inside. I don’t hold back, we are in the harder play area and I don’t care who hears. Both hands are inside and a crowd is gathering to watch, even the security staff are coming to see what is drawing the crowd. YSL has me cumming and squirting so much and he doesn’t stop, there is no let up in his pace or intention. As I cum again and start to shudder he pulls our and takes hold of me knowing I was passing that point where I need to be held so tightly. When I regain composure I tell him to lie back and so I can suck his cock.

He is so hard, I take him in my mouth and slowly lick and tease him. I deep throat him which draws more attention from the guys passing, Couples stop and discuss how I’m taking his large cock all the way in. After about 10 minutes of ‘showboating’ YSL orders me on all 4s and ploughs his cock inside me. It feels so good. He pounds me hard until my cum is visibly running down my thighs. A few of the Harley guys try for an invite onto the bed but remain respectful and just watch as we cum together on the bed. The wrong setting but we lay on the bed holding each other close for a moment before we dress and go back upstairs for a drink and some fresh air. We enjoy people watching, discussing the sights before us and enjoying each other’s company, but still excitable and blown away by the night so far.

We move back into the trios area. It was about 4am and as we headed up the corridor we spotted the medical table was empty. YSL tells me to lie back, he places each foot slowly into the stirrups and Im instantly exposed to him, he takes his time licking me slowly, inserting a couple of fingers inside me and rubbing my gspot. A couple are watching us and the both step forward and start playing with my breasts. Im astounded by how forward people are, its like a help yourself buffet but I don’t care, its turning me on, I have a fantasy playing out in my head, Dr YSL is being very naughty and the nurses and feeling me up. YSL is loving my cunt and has me close to cumming again, he pushes his hand inside and starts to fist me, I feel the orgasm start to build I know I’m going to cum so hard I could almost burst into tears, I feel it and I hear it, YSL exclaiming how much I’m cumming, its clatter on the floor as I gush repeatedly soaking him, me and the bed.

As I recover and try to straighten myself its clear I’m ruined, my skirt is soaked, my basque is drenched, YSL is covered evn his trousers were caught in the torrent. We decide to head back to the apartment, weve been awake for 24hrs straight and have only had 3 hours in 48hrs, pure adrenaline and arousal have kept us awake.

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HNT Picture Cap D'agde
Part 1 too aroused to sleep
Part 2 flight, arriving and omg

Day 2 - flight, arriving and omg!

We dress and head for the shuttle bus to the airport and stand holding each other at the bus stop. I know on our trip away in July we did 'couple' stuff but this just sticks in my mind as a moment I really feel as a couple with him. Just doing something mundane and ordinary as stood waiting for a bus but it's together, shared experience, constantly connected together.

We arrive just before the checking opens but YSL is like me and we like to be early and organised. We are the first in the queue and it's a first for me flying with Ryan Air!

The staff bark efficiently but I imagine they are frequently at the receiving end of many a disgruntled passenger. Once the bag was checked in and we dodge a nutter going through security we relax and grab breakfast together. The place is packed clearly a load of flights waiting to go, after their departure gates were called the room was left with an eclectic mix all of which I wondered if I would see naked at the resort in the next few days. Some girls exit the toilets in front of YSL checking how many condoms had been bought, we thought they were a Cap D'Agde certain but later we saw them heading for Glasgow! Clearly with plans!!

As we queue for the plane at the gate you could spot the Cap D'Agde tourist, they were split into the Naturists crowd; spotted by their age, greyness and comfortable clothing and the swingers; spotted by their manicured nails, perfume and hair dye.

As we get near to the plane steps a scene from 'Terry and June' plays out. Old couples reunited with excessive use of the word gosh!

I move into the first seats at the rear of the plane and we enjoy the shambles of boarding without allocated seats unfold.

An old chap, looking trampy and disabled is in front sitting on the aisle seat, he shall be called Andy from now on, we named him this from a comedy show, you will hear more about him in posts to come. A posh couple ask him to move along or let him in. The husband encourages his wife "do you think he would mind awfully moving along" Andy plays stupid pretending he can't understand or operate the arm rest, posh husband clearly getting frustrated by the charade pipes up "he clearly bloody minds doesn't he!" me and YSL sit giggling and watching more people attempt to move poor Andy and fail.

I'm a bad flyer, I think I've mentioned it to YSL before, it's silly really as I fly loads with work. As the plane gathers speed on the runway YSL sees how stressed I am, he holds my hand and after a couple of bad jokes he does a great job of distracting me.

Once in the air YSL sets up his iPhone with matching Bose head phones, we might be on a budget airline but we are doing our own first class!

He flicks on our inflight movie. I start to giggle so much as "real couples group sex" is played. I can't believe we are watching this never mind the fact I think YSL is awesome for thinking of such a naughty treat as in flight entertainment!

We get to the main inflight movie the choice was "the secretary" or "friends with benefits" we opt for the later, I'd rather watch The Secretary in an environment I can be bent over and spanked.

I love that he has been so thoughtful and planned such a treat, the flight was over in a blink of an eye as he held my hand firmly as we landed.

The terminal was a posh modern shed with nothing more than a coffee shop and a toilet. Outside taxis waited for those that had prebooked. We gathered our cases and headed to the taxis rank. The sun was shining, it was hot but bearable as we waited for the taxis. None appeared only what seemed to be prebooked gathered waiting for their fares. We discovered we were wrong as people enquired and took the taxis we had been stood next to.

I gather confidence and request help in my best French. We hadn't discussed each other’s lingual abilities so I felt shy and a tad foolish to begin with but YSL was pleased of me stepping up and sorting. I think he is used to having to step all the time and I think he liked that I had the confidence.

Once in our ride, a very plush executive ride I started taking in our surroundings, my trips to France previously had never been as far south. The French landscapes I had seen previously had mirrored the English countryside with more plushness and ordered horticulture, the vista before us wasn't that. There was still the ordered horticulture but it was muddled between more arid land, more what I would expect for Spain or Italy.

Within about 10 minutes and a few breath taking driving manoeuvres we arrive at the village gates.


We settle with the driver and prebook our return taxis, the first of the up sells we had been offered that we wanted.

You have to buy a ticket to gain access to what is essentially a walled community. It's changeover day so the ticket office was busy, 2 queues of people still divided by cosmetic products. A few guys in Harley jackets also littered the queue, I wondered if getting naked would they keep their waistcoats on? I knock a few people over with my back pack on as I fidget in the queue, excitement was building even more.

I stay close to YSL, I'm close to nervous but not apprehensive as we enter the village. We walk round the corner and it was confirmed visually that we were in the naturist village as a naked man of about 60 years if unpacking his car quickly followed by a couple of the same age whizzing by on bikes.



The office of the agent where our keys are was closed for lunch so we head to a bad for a cold beer.

As we sat at the bar just in the shade we absorbed our surroundings. To the right were 2 couples chatting over coffee, sounds normal until I add that both ladies wore nothing but dog collars, all were totally naked, heavily pierced. As they got up to leave they kissed each other and hugged as if they had been in any normal situation, this was to be 'normal' for the rest of the week.

More naked people pass, a couple naked except for she was wearing stilettos and a sparkly belt! Men wearing t-shirts but no pants? The Naturists and the sexual exhibitionists so easy to separate.

The keys weren't ready still so we dropped the bags and went for a walk. YSL has been here twice before but as a Naturist and a voyeur when opportunity allowed him, he gives me the guided tour. The place is vast, different shopping and restaurant areas, people emerging naked from the supermarket, sipping beers, eating lunch, it's like a different planet. I'm actually feeling uncomfortable in my clothes as people look at me and YSL as the odd ones out.

We pass Le Glamour, said to be the top swingers club in Europe, music is thumping from it, there is a lunch time pool/foam party inside. We venture onto the beach. YSL had explained in advance of how the beach is split but seeing for my very eyes was surreal.

The first section is Naturists, families, young and old enjoy being naked enjoying the sea, sand and sun as god intended. About 500metres on is a bar, it cuts the beach between the Naturists and the swingers. Beyond the swingers area becomes the gay beach.

As we pass the bar the beach becomes dense, the towels and parasols are literally touching each other. As we walk along the beach we notice couples wanking each other, others performing oral as they sunbathe, I'm trying my hardest not to let my jaw drop or point!

We head back and grab the keys after a rapid unpack I realise my mobile isn't working. Partially a blessing as it means work calls won’t be a nuisance but I need to contact home and do the "hi I'm here" call. YSL is such a caring guy he did everything to help sort my phone including hiking up the tallest building on site to see if he could get a signal but to no avail, he did find a phone box though.

We shed our clothes (well I still clung to my see through sarong) we head to the shops to get supplies and make my phone calls.

I call my Dad first to ensure everything was ok, he told me to chill and go enjoy my holiday and he would text hubby and let him know about the phone issue.

We buy loads of treats for the apartment, lots of wine,  pastis and my fav Whisky Ballantine’s! YSL had offered for us to eat out in restaurants all week but both of us are good cooks and enjoy the fresh French produce so we opt for cooking for each other. I saw it as more time alone together which I value so much.

We head back and prepare food, enjoy drinks and curl up on the bed for what should of been a nap seeing as we had only had 3 hours at most sleep the night before but being lay naked with each other and the excitement of our adventure has us both aroused. We slowly masturbate each other as we discuss our excitement and expectations. I know it's different circumstances but I feel even closer and so in love with YSL. Every moment of the holiday so far he has been such a gent and so caring, from carrying bags, opening doors to holding my hand and pulling me close at every opportunity. I'm normally like a human version of buckaroo carrying everything and seeing to everyone else's needs, I almost feel guilty except YSL makes it clear he wants to do these things and reassures me I'm not being lazy! It's funny as we are both giving and caring people and constantly want to care for each other. He has never told me he loves me directly but I feel so loved by him and it has me smiling inside and out.

We realise the time, its 9:30pm and the nap isn't going to happen, going for the burn is our only option now!

We shower and dress, Le Glamour is our destination tonight. I slip on my leopard print basque, fence net stockings that YSL attached, turning me on as he caressed my thighs, then I adorned a black satin corseted skirt and pinned my hair up, the look finished with black patent leather heels.

YSL was pleased with my look his face told me before he verbalised it.

He looked so handsome, head to toe in style wearing Mui Mui linen pants, Ralph Lauren shirt and stylish shoes, freshly shaven and smelling great!

He took my hand and we headed to what was to be the most eye opening evening ever!

The holiday - Day 1: too aroused to sleep

I arrived at YSL just as the countdown timer turns zero, we embrace and get busy packing, we want to get on the road as soon as possible. Bags sorted, agenda checked, tickets, passports, money, we are good to go!

I was driving, its 260 miles to the airport so we were both pleased we escaped work early and started the journey. We didn’t get to the hotel until gone 7, as soon as I dropped my bags I stripped and went straight into the shower, I needed to relax as the drive had been heavy going despite the entertaining company.

As I stepped out of the shower and enter the bedroom YSL takes hold of me, his eyes lit up making me feel uplifted by his wanting. I lay on the bed while he showered, aching to be close and naked with him. He joined me on the bed, wrapping his arms around me, pulling me close and kissing me deeply.


He knows I haven’t cum for nearly a week and he doesn’t tease me, he parts me thighs and drinks my wetness as he manipulated my clit into a frenzy. He makes me cum twice before pushing his cock inside me and fucking me hard. I needed this moment, It had been a long week without him and both of us had been busy so even leisurely messages had been minimal. His cock inside me is like a connection, I feel him fill me with affection and make me feel wanted. Just the way he looks at me and the passion behind each thrust tells me how much I turn him on. I show him how much I love him as I cover his cock in my cum and arousal.

He tells me to stand in front of the mirror, He has positioned a chair and cushion for me to bend over. He stands fucking me firmly. Holding my hips as he pushes in so deep, pounding me, feeling his balls slap agains my lips and thighs. He drops to his knees and licks the juices flowing and probes my ass. As he stands he slips a couple of fingers inside me, Im soaked, he uses my wetness to ease his hand inside and starts to vigorously fist me. I’m cumming so hard I can hardly stand. My juices are just flowing from me as he relentlessly fists me until my legs give way and I can take no more.

We enjoy a bedroom picnic and then head to the hotel bar for a quick drink. The bottle of wine in the room hadn’t lasted long. It was a warm night and we sat outside and reflected together how we had even got there… how from one night in April when we met for a drink, as I had finished that glass of wine and YSL had asked if I wanted another… I had replied ‘No, but I don’t want the night to end yet’.

Ive never been away on holiday without either my parents or husband and kids so this was a pretty big leap for me. Ive worked all over the world but this is different, this is biggest thing ive ever done outside of my relationship, reality of what Im dong sinks in, not regret, not guilt, but how happy I am that I am doing this we YSL. The trust, love and affection I have for this man is more than I ever anticipated or thought I was capable of.

I'm also aware that this isnt something YSL has done before, he isnt the flighty sort and whilst he hasnt said the words 'I love you' I know I would not be sat here at the airport with him if he didnt. Its been a busy 18months of working for him and he has chosen to spend his holiday with me, I feel so valued and wanted by him. As we head back to the room, my juices are running down my thighs as we wander along the corridor towards our room hand in hand.

As we enter the room we both strip again and climb into bed enjoying a baked treat I had made us before curling up and cuddling. We start kissing again and YSL's hand parts my lips and he talks to me while wanking my clit. I hold his cock firmly as he arouses me more and more. Slowly wanking each other to climax, holding each other close, whispering filthy and loving words to each other until we both shudder as we cum.

I was too aroused still but we needed sleep, an ealy start and a very long day ahead of us on Saturday as we plan to hit the beach when we land and go out clubbing all night, not a momnet togther on this holiday will be wasted. I finially doze off but wake about 30minutes later. Im wanking myself, I must of woken YSL while doing so and he is holding me open as Im about to cum, the shock of waking with him holding me in such a way and my self administering while asleep sends me straight into orgasm.

I give up on sleep for a while and watch YSL, holding him as he drifts off. About an hour later as I hold him I feel him stiffen. His hard cock presses against my thigh, im too aroused to ignore it so I peel back the covers and take it in my mouth. Gentle and slowly I adore his cock, trying not to wake him, Im being selfish and enjoying his cock for me. His cock stiffens more and his breathing changes I know Im going to be discovered so I start sucking harder to ensure his continued participation. As he wakes and acknowledge my enthusiasm I take him deep in my throat. His cock and balls taste deliveious, coated in both of our arousal. I join him on pillow and he pushes his cock inside me, Slowly fucking me in spoons position while I rub my clit. He pulls out and pushes into my arse and starts thrusting harder. I know he isn’t far from cumming. I want his cum and I tell him. His cock goes rigid and swells inside me just as he spurts his seed deep inside.

We fall asleep briefly again but im too excited to be settle so I sneak to the bathroom to let him rest, I enjoy a shower, smiling as I relax under the flowing water, dipping my fingers inside myself and tasting YSL while he sleeps thinking about what tomorrow will bring.

HNT - Cap D'agde

Im back! Last week was the most amaxing week, not for the obvious sexual pleasures that were goin to be enjoyed, even those expectations for both of us were surpassed but emotionally. Last week we took a step closer together, I heard the words I have been longing to hear from him and so much more. I have so much to blog about! and a few pictures to share as well as a VERY NAUGHTY VIDEO! Happy HNT! Join in the fun..



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Tmi - dating

1. You’re on a speed date. You’ve got 7 minutes with the potential partner. You already know the person’s name. What are the first three questions you would ask?

Where are you from?
What do you do?
Your place or mine?

2. Have you ever participated in speed dating? Did you get a regular date/second date out of it?

Nope but I have offered to do it with a friend of mine who is single, it would be like shooting fish in a barrel!

3. Do you participate in online dating? How many dates have you had as a result of online dating sites/matches?

I met YSL online but through a swingers site. I've enjoyed a lot of coffees, a few kisses and the odd sexual partner through online sites. The reality compared to someone's online persona is often a mile apart! Folks using old pictures or even someone else's!

4. You are attracted to:
a. Who people are?
b. What people have?
c. What they can do?

Who people are, what the can bring to the relationship. Care, compassion, intelligence, humour are all more valued than material stuff.

5. What “little red flag” will cause you to end a date or immediately decide this person isn’t for you?

Bad manners! Or being over assumptive can really get my heckles ups

6. What do you feel you need to sacrifice or have sacrificed to be a part of a relationship?

I'm fortunate that with YSL I feel o can be entirely me, no holding back or compromises, especially after the last week together. There hasn't been a moment where I haven't been able to voice my opinion.

7. If you cooked for your date, what would you cook? Well tonight I'm cooking scallops & king prawns with rocket ravioli served with a tomato and chorizo sauce, fresh tomatoes, rocket and Parmesan and for desert I've made plum and pear crumble (even picked fruit myself) with fresh cream (didn't milk cow).


8. At the end of a first date, how would you kiss your date?
a. Press your lips against theirs
b. Gentle kiss on the cheek
c. Lots o’ tongue, like you’re on a tonsil exploration
d. I don’t kiss on the first date

Never a plan, just how it feels at the time, lean in close eyes and see what happens next.

Bonus: You just put up a profile on a dating site. You must describe yourself in 10 words or less. What are your 10 words?

I'm going to invite you guys to answer this!!!


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HNT - nipples

TMI - Naked

1) What do you wear to sleep in?

I sleep naked, I hate feeling restricting in clothing in bed. If im wearing my PJ’s its because im slobbing on the sofa, Id strip before getting between the sheets.


2) Do you ever walk around your own place naked?

Yes, Most mornings im up making breakfast naked, the kids have a healthy confidence with there bodies from it and its something I encourage.



3) Have you or would you ever answer the door naked?

Yes! Lets just say the other person smiled



4) What part of your body do you like to be on show? Why?

My neck, shoulders and ankles, they are really sensitive and I like having them touched.



5) When sunbathing how much do you bare?

I like to go topless I hate getting tan lines but…..

As you all read this I will be naked on the beach, or naked, sat sipping coffee in a café, perhaps wandering round the supermarket! Im currently in the South of France at a naturist resort, no clothing allowed!



6) Have you or would you bare all on a naturist (nude) beach?

Erm see above, I haven’t even packed a swim suit!



7) Have you ever flashed your bits in public? If not would you if it turned your partner on?

I have flashed when tipsy upon a partners request but it didn’t turn me on but the idea of lying naked on the beach together, being able to touch and enjoy each other in public has me drenched.



8) Have you ever given a striptease or has anyone given you one? Did you enjoy it?

I have given a strip tease and enjoyed it but I was drunk and im sure if I had seen myself I would have been appauled!



9) Ever gone skinny dipping? Alone or with others?

Not until this holiday! My Mum put me off the whole idea of it when I was 16 and going on holiday with the boyfriend (now hubby) she told me a fish or an eel would swim up my fouf!! That’s going to put anyone off!! I might have to ask YSL to keep his cock inside me to make sure this doesn’t happen ;-)



10) Do you like to look at naked people or do you want show off your nakedness.

I don’t want to show off my nakedness but I am happy to be naked in front of others, there are many things I have gained from my relationship with YSL but one of the main things is body confidence. He makes me feel beautiful.

I will enjoy people watching, I love to see the differences in people, physically and culture wise, im sure I will have so much to blog about when I get back!



Bonus


Sexually speaking, what's the furthest you would go with a partner in public? Have you had sex in public?

As you read this I think I will be able to say I have had sex in public in broad daylight I’m sure, with an audience. Prior to the holiday I have had sex in a busy bar and in a car park.

Oh My God!

HNT - All over tan

Happy HNT xxxxx

We leave tomorrow for Cap D'Agde, im beyond excited, Ive been getting a couple of sunbeds in this week not for vanity but as part of my cover story... the all over tan!

I have posts scheduled so do pop back and if I get WIFI I might post a treat or 2!

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