Cap D'Agde 2012 Foam Party (AKA mousses party)

Its the last full day of the holiday, tomorrow we fly home after what has been another amazing week together. 

No beach today, last time we were on holiday in Cap D’Agdewe had dismissed going to the Le Glamour foam party as we were having so muchfun on the beach but this time we decided to see what all the hype was about.

We joined the queue outside just as it was opening, the dresscode is simple, naked. A couple of young girls are on the till and we check inour bag and shoes but hold on to a few Euros to buy beers. The entrance isn'tthe normal one for the club, it’s to the rear, a part if the club we hadn'tbeen inside of.

Lots of Bedouin type loungers already have bodies and towelson them, we grab a couple of cold beers and find a rock to hide our money underso we can climb into the pool.

Just to the left is the main part of the club, the outdoorbar we have seen on an evening isn't recognisable it's covered in foam, peopleare dancing it the suds that are waist deep. The DJ is in a turret abovethe bar and the tunes are thumping.

There must be about 100 naked people in already and there isstill a steady stream of party goers coming in. YSL is sits on a shelf in thepool and I sit on his knee, his are arms wrapped around me as we enjoy ourdrinks and enjoy watching all the couples and groups around us. A woman is saton the edge of the pool, lay back with her legs spread, her partner is in thepool licking her cunt with a passion. A woman wearing a sarong comes over andspeaks quickly in French whilst shaking her head, I gather quickly she thinkswe are having sex in the pool which is forbidden. We resolve the confusion anddecide to head into the foam. Just as we wade in to the middle more foam is delivered from the roof, quickly it's up to our necks and I can feel hands from unknown people on my body, we move towards the wall as its getting too deep and surprisingly hot, the foam seems to insulate body heat and there is plenty of that. The foam keeps coming and I'm literally drowning in it. I've gone from party mode to survival! I've got tight a hold of YSL and trying to keep calm. I realise if I tip my head forward it stops it going in my eyes and creates a breathing space, I lead YSL out and discover he is in the same state. We are ill prepared newbies at this foam party lark.

 

 We shower off the foam suits we are wearing and stand at theedge of the foam watching. It seems the first time shock is something of aregular initiation. Lots of people emerge from the foam bewildered like wewere.

This time we are prepared. We stay at the exit edge and onlygo as deep as our shoulders. In the corner is a naked woman in a wheel chair,she's English and having this time of her life inviting males over and suckingthem. We dance rubbing our bodies against each other, lubricated with the foamysuds and really get in the party mood as the DJ hypes it up. A tall handsomeguy with a tanned six pack in a cowboy hat is behind me and I reach through thefoam and find a hard cock to hold as I’m dancing. Other hands explore me, anold couple, must be in there 70’s enthusiastically rub my breasts and try tofinger me. On the bar is the woman who works here alongside a bar tender in apolice hat and not much else and 2 other guys. One is mind 50's very fit andwearing a cowboy hat, along with a the next is the hunk of a guy I had hold ofjust moments earlier. He looks like magic mike, he couldn’t be cooler, andevery man in the place must want to be him, including YSL.

To the left of us a tall guy with a petite wife are stood. Helooks reserved and unsure whilst she is enthusiastic and clearly aroused,deduced from her using her partners cock as a dance partner.

We grab another beer and watch a woman ride her husband on alarge chair, she must be in her mid 50’s and she expertly grinds up and down onhis cock until she cums. To the left of her is a woman receiving attention from2 men, it looks pleasurable but a little false so our attention is lost.

Wading back into the foam as the DJ salutes the crowd, he has us all hypnotised with some of the best beats. We dance euphorically until I find myself clinging on to YSLas an unseen stranger in the depth of the foam is working his hand inside meand then fisting me to orgasm. Just as the shudders of the orgasm pass anotherset of unseen hands stroke my arse and circle my hole. Its a woman this timeand she works her way around her body and her partner joins her again I’mclinging to YSL as I’m being played with, its not so much their expertise it’sthe scenario that has me in a state.

I need a break and I’m back in the pool and I decline YSL’soffer to sit on the edge and having my cunt licked, I’m frightened I’d fall offor even worse look unattractive! YSL ops for sitting on the edge and I enjoyhis cock, a couple sit near us and do the same. His cock is rigid and I’madoring every inch of it and slowly taking him close to coming. YSL wants tocum and we climb out of the pool to find a bed “get on all fours I want to fuckyou hard” he says as we stand in front of the first empty bed. I’m in positionin seconds and waiting for it. I gasp as his length slides inside and his handshold my hips firmly. He slams into me hard and starts to build up pace, itshard to stay upright with all the wetness on the plastic mattress but theincentive of the hard cock has me clinging on and staying in place. Abruptly hestops and tells me to move round. There are a couple fucking and he wants me towatch whilst I get it from him. With the erotic site before me and the thoroughfucking I cum hard, my juices are flowing down my thighs. YSL spills inside ofme and collapses next to me as we finish watching the couple fuck.

Part 4 - Cap D'Agde 2012 - the BDSM club

Part 3 is HERE The full day had been spent in the beach, it certainly was busier being here on high season and the beach was rammed. Unlike last year there seemed less mixing and more peacocking and general exhibtionism.

Dinner was our Cap D'Agde favourite of local sausage (no pun intended) and fresh pasta, coupled with local wine. Sat on the balcony enjoying the view, the music adding to the relaxing ambience, I must of looked reflective, I know my mood isn't as playful as normal but given it's is only 3 weeks since Mum died I doing pretty good. YSL takes my hand and gives it a loving reassuring squeeze, I know being here is the right place to bbe.

YSL chills on the bed while I set about trying to rescue my hair, I know there will be little point in doing much as the temperature doesn't seem to be dropping much at night.

I slip on my latex look slip and matching latex look stockings. I pack my 5" heels and stick on my flats to walk there. It's not the best look but after last years toe injury I'm not pushing my luck with the heels.

We arrive at Clair Obscure, I slipped my heels on just round the corner. As we enter the small dark booth to pay the dominatrix we saw last year greeted us and stored our bags. We have a cursory look around to see if anything has changed but everything is pretty much as we remember from last year.

In the far room on the wheel is a woman tied facing the wall, her bottom fully exposed, wearing a black leather basque and thigh high boots. Her Dom was dressed like an Egyptian king, that is if they wore black leather skirts and look kinky as fuck. He is relentless as he thrashes her behind with a leather strap. Each strike lifts her entire buttock and fills the room with the echo. I'm amazed at her silence, I might of been able to take it but the room would be hearing my scream or growl with each lashing. He swaps his weapon for a flogger and by comparison to the strap he gives her a light flogging. My eyes are transfixed on him, I'm enjoying seeing his eyes sparkle as he looks upon his Sub. Beyond him is the medical table, seeing it makes my cunt ache to be on there and exposed.

We return to the bar and grab a beer. There are a few other couples arriving and in the first room is a couple that appear to have bought a red letter day voucher for a trip to meet a dominatrix experience! The guy who has an unfortunate resemblance to David Mitchell from Michell and Webb, was being wrapped in cling film after just having a little light CBT and nipple torture as an appetiser.

We head back to the end room after stopping at a slacking chair for a little warm up play. The Egyptian lord has a bull whip and looks like he would give Indiana Jones a run for his money, her restraint isn't as enduring this time, her knees buckle to absorb the pain and she flashes a glaring look over her shoulder which amuses him more.

He unites her and leads her by her collar out the room and I excitedly skip to the medical table.

YSL secures my legs and arms and pushes my thighs apart. There's no blindfold but my eyes are closed as I want to just feel it.

To be continued :)

Part 14 - Cap D'Agde, Last night at Cap D'Agde

The last day in France but we knew it was going to be an epic day!

We packed in the morning so we could relax the rest of the day, armed with a picnic, bottle of wine and beach equipment we took our last walk along the beach. We stopped at the point just 3 days before he had said he loved me for the first time, soaking up the view and reflecting on the week so far.

We set up camp and before long YSL is inside me and we slowly make love, just connected as we enjoy the sights and each other, keeping to ourselves but enjoy the audience. His cock inside and the slow stroking of my clit has me climaxing, the first of many for the day.

He lies back and I sit between his legs taking his cock in my hand, in seconds he is hard again for me. Without any intention of letting him cum I enjoying wanking his cock, I see people watch, i enjoy seeing some admiring looks at YSL's magnificent cock.

We change position to take advantage of the view of my lookalike and slowly fuck again. The couple opposite who had been in sight most of the week admiring our play were enjoying the view, we envied their bed set up, Noted for next time!

Its 4pm and the sex starts getting more lively on the beach, groups gather but we enjoy the more descrete couple action especially watching a couple fuck slowly, the woman riding him, seeing his juice coated cock moving in and out. I loved the moment he came, both bodies stiffening and you could see the passion and connection between them.

After another hour of slow sensual play the beach starts to empty. We pack up, taking a swim in the sea as we head back and soaking up our last sunset and knowing we have had the most amazing week, not just the sexual adventure but that we had cemented our relationship. I take a handful of shells back from the place where he had told me he loved me.

We enjoy dinner together, I've never felt closer to him, in between the conversations in the silence so much is said with our eyes and smiles, music is playing and every time we move past each other we sensually touch as a minimum or use the excuse to kiss.

Dressed in my sparkly bra, slip, heels and a smile we head out for our last night in Cap D'Agde. He looks hot, he always dresses sharp and I love the way he looks at me and kisses me so deeply as we walk to the club, like he's proud of me, I feel like he wants no one else in the world but me.

We pay at the door and order a full bottle of Ballentynes to be at our disposal. I sign our bottle 'yummy' and wish we could use the camera but both of us wont forget anything of this holiday let alone this cool iconic moment.

We drink in the atmosphere as Europe's sexy fills the place. The club is as lively and amazing as our first night here. The poles are full of young nimble scantily clad girls all dancing to the thumping beats DJ Jules is throwing out. Forgetting the sexual nature of the club upstairs right now is an amazing cool place to be.

A Latin looking woman is on the prowl I think she is looking for fems to play with, her partner watches from the bar. She reminds me of a beautiful vampire, she is dressed in exquisite leather dress and boots, clearly all hand made, she kisses one of the pole dancing girls and looks back to her partner for approval, he must be pleased as the dance changes pace and they are grinding hard against each other.

Our attention is taken by another intriguing pair that have arrived. She's on a lead, both dressed in leather, a sexy masque on her, they walk through the place like an act from Cirque du Soliel. She is so sexy, it's like a living piece of art as we watch them she moves almost serpant like but he is commanding every move theatrically. She throws herself backwards and curves towards the ground right before us, her master pulls on her lead and pulls her back up, it's so sensual yet extreme.

The music takes over and im miving against YSL at the bar, he takes my hand and move to the dance floor. We dance in a euphoric state, laughing and loving every moment, knowing we are living a moment so many only fantasise over.

Next we head down the rabbit hole to the sex rooms, watching for a moment before heading into the grope room. It's already busy, we push past many dark silhouettes and stand close while our eyes adjust to the darkness and our hands reach out to discover bodies together. We kiss each other as we caress a stranger, hands appear on me and I adore the sensation as YSL holds me close, lifting my skirt so there is no mistaking intent. We take our pleasure, i drop to my knees and suck YSL's cock but it starts to get too crowded so we make our own space in another room. YSL tells me to lie on the bed and he thrusts his head between my parted thighs as i lie back, he has me moaning with pleasure in minutes. People are watching us from the door way and viewing windows, I glance and see couples being aroused by us which in turn arouses me. He tells me to move round, I know he wants my cunt on view for the voyeurs. He proceeds to fist me until I'm cumming hard. A couple enter the room and the woman starts to caress my breasts and leans in to kiss me. I respond and she unzips her partners pants and presents his cock, not what I was expecting but I go with the flow of the moment. I try to re involve her in the pleasure but the penny drops that she is the hired girlfriend for the night, you can't get into Le Glamour as a single. He had a nice cock and I enjoyed the moment of being centre of attention and it amused me that I was doing for free what she was being paid for.

YSL thoroughly fucks me over the bed before we return to the bar and soak up more of the atmosphere. We head to the outside bar with our drinks and people watch for a while. The crowd tonight was different to the previous Saturday, no less in quality or quantity just different sorts, perhaps more tourists.

Back down the rabbit hole for more fun we head back to the same room and enjoy ourselves again. A couple bravely enter the room and indicate they wish to join us. They were German. She was a well stacked woman in her late 40's and her husband the same but notably short! Again we rolled with the moment and ended up naked on the bed with them. I had no interested in sex with the male but allowed him to touch and play with me. His wife on the other hand was literally squealing (and snorting) like a pig, cumming and squirting as YSL showed her how it's done. As she finally came she nipped and clawed at us, both of us not welcoming it. To repay the compliment she proceeded to give YSL the hand job from hell... 1,2,3,4 stop 1,2,3,4 stop it was like she was doing CPR, the language barrier failed us as we tried to move things along and it ended with them wishing to meet us on the beach the next day. We smiled and agree knowing we would be safely on a plane!

We head to the room that had scared us the previous Saturday. We braved the dark to enjoy some solitude together. In the pitch black we lay together firstly laughing at the previous experience then conversation moved to us, how special this experience had been, how secure in each others feelings we felt. Just at that moment someone joins us in the room, I know this as a cock is placed in my hand. I whisper to YSL, I don't know whether to giggle, scream or wank it!

I encourage YSL to trace along my arm and feel it. We both hold the cock a moment then the stranger in the darkness can be heard unwrapping a condom, he moves between my thighs, YSL is holding me as he checks the strangers cock for condom and holds me open for him. We had talked/fantasised before the holiday about such a circumstance like this on the beach, but right now in the darkness, the not knowing who it was but being fucked by the ultimate stranger, deep and hard, while feeling so deeply loved, it was so erotic. I've never felt more his, ironic perhaps but it's how it felt and it made it so heady.

The stranger climaxed and departed leaving me a quivering wreck in YSL's loving arms. We lay there together in awe of what just happened.

Back upstairs we spent the next 20mins guessing who it was on the room... He had a shaven head and a shirt collar he was tall and muscular.. It described half the room and added to the arousing 'who done it'.

After more drinks and dancing we headed to the BDSM area and I climb on the medical table. YSL takes his time eating my cunt before starting to fist me. I'm so lost in the moment I don't see that next to us is a foursome in full throng. YSL brings it to my attention before fisting me till my juices could be heard clattering off the stone floor.

We head to the room from earlier and thoroughly enjoy each other, we notice how quiet it's getting, YSL jokes that the tourists tonight have no stamina, just then one of the security guys indicates the club is closing, it's close to 6am! It is us with too much sexual desire and stamina.

We walk back along the beach in the water, capturing every last moment of the holiday we can get. Back at the apartment we shower and talk, the night had been so hedonistic and potent, we were giddy with the excitement of what had happened. YSL reminds me we still had one more night of the Holiday left back in England and so much more beyond that.

An hours sleep was about all we managed before the alarm went off, YSL had the coffee on before I'd even opened my eyes, we cuddled while it brewed before YSL led me to the beach, coffe in hand, naked, the sun was just rising, we stood together with our feet in the Mediterranean, sipping coffee watching as the sun rose above the horizon. I was tired, mid sobering up but so pleased we did it. We kissed and he pulled me in close, telling me how much he enjoyed the trip and me. I could feel tears well up inside, I felt choked by this moment, knowing the holiday was coming to an end but feeling like it was the start of something else because how secure I was feeling in our relationship.

I felt so loved.

Click here to see inside the club and highly recommend listening to the music.

If you missed any of the Holiday posts they are here..... lots of pics, video and naughty Tales of our time in Cap D'Agde

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
Part 4 - sex on the beach **aplause**
TMI video we took while away a
HNT - naked in the sea http://heelsnstocking.blogspot.com/2011/09/hnt-cap-d-naked-in-sea_28.html
Part 5 la tantra swing club
Part 6 10some on the beach
Part 7 The Germans and Sharing Margarets Cunt
Part 8 The most special day of the holiday
Part 9 the Sauna Club
Part 10 watersports and dunes
Part 11 2nd night at the Spa
Part 12 the bdsm club