Hot Afternoon in France

My wife Judy is five-two and a half, blonde, with medium sized breasts and great legs and hips. Our sex life was good and reasonably adventurous, but when necessary, I had told her of a sexual fantasy which always worked for me, which was of her having sex with a young man or two. She always insisted that her fantasies were of older experienced men, but one day last summer my fantasies were realised. But what a surprise.

We were on holiday in our rented cottage in France and I had planned to go fishing for the day, and Judy was quite happy to stay behind and spend the day lazing around in the sun trap that was our secluded back garden.

Just before I left, the French people staying in the cottage opposite knocked on the door and said that they had to go out urgently, and would we mind looking after their son Jean. Of course, she wouldn't mind as he was a nice lad and could speak very good English for a youngster. She said she'd look in on him and invite him to lunch.

When I got home later I expected nothing like the news she had, although I thought it odd that she had on a different bikini from the one she'd worn that morning, and her demeanour was somehow different. I could tell that she'd already had a couple of aperitifs.

'So how did your day go?' I asked as I settled down on the patio with a cold beer.

'OK I suppose. It was hot.'

''Did Jean come to lunch?'

'Yes, and he brought two friends with him. Three very fit young French men, all in brief swimming trunks and flip-flops with towels over their shoulders.'

'Did you have enough food to feed them?'

'Plenty.'

I looked at my wife as she seemed particularly cagey. 'Is there something else? Did they behave themselves?'

'Well not exactly.'

'Go on.'

'Well, there was a knock at the door and when I answered it there were the three boys standing there, all in swimming costumes.'

'And you were in your yellow bikini?'

'Yes.'

'Very nice for the boys,' I suggested. 'You might be a bit older than eighteen but I know lots of boys that age who would fancy you.'

'Well that's just it,' she gasped. 'They did fancy me although I didn't realise it at the time. I asked them in and sat them down at the table on the patio, and then served some bread, salad, cheese and ham. And we each had some wine. The other two boys couldn't speak much English but they spoke amongst themselves and I was sure they were discussing me, and when one of them got up to get some more wine I could see clearly that he was excited.'

'You mean he had a bigger lump in his trunks than normal?'

'Exactly. In fact they all did. I think they'd been discussing me. I noticed how they each took quick glances at me. They all had sort of secret grins.'

'Wow, go on.'

'You'll be annoyed.'

'I won't dear.'

'Well, you know how you do keep on about wanting me to have sex with other men, so here goes. I hope you can take this.'

'I'm getting excited already,' I said.

'Well, Jean asked if they could stay and sunbathe here for the afternoon and I said yes, so after lunch they got their towels and spread them on the patio, but then they all stripped off completely and sunbathed in the nude.'

'What, in front of you, just like that?'

'Well I was relaxing in my chair with my book, but I couldn't help but notice.'

'Of course not,' I agreed. What did you do?'

'What could I do? I just had to assume that it was normal, I mean maybe it's the sort of thing they do at home all the time. It did seem natural. And then when one of them brought me another glass of wine he stood next to me and his . . . thing . . . was right next to my face.'

'So you got a good look?'

'I couldn't avoid it.'

'Was he erect?'

'No, flaccid.'

'And did you enjoy it?'

'Well I've never seen a young man's penis and testicles so close before.'

'And was it nice?' I persisted, enjoying her discomfiture.

'It was rather - all smooth and pink and almost hairless. And quite large actually, and his testicles looked quite full. I started to get quite wet. He must have realised the effect it had on me. I almost dropped my wine. His foreskin almost covered his glans.'

I started to get impatient. 'So did anything happen between you and these three? Come on, tell me' I demanded.

She looked at me with big eyes, a smile appearing at the corner of her mouth. 'You must promise me that you won't be angry.'

'OK, I promise, I promise' I said impatiently.

'Jean suggested that I got my towel and joined them on the patio so I did. I went and fetched my towel and lay down on the patio with them. I lay on my stomach at first and unhooked my bra, and then I continued reading.'

'That was brave.'

'Well I'd had a few glasses of wine by then, and you don't like me with lines. It was so hot that one of the others, Paul I think he was called, offered to rub some suntan oil on my back, so I said yes, and that's when it started. I had my eyes closed at first as he knelt next to my shoulders to rub the oil in, but I opened my eyes and once again his penis was right in front of my face. Then the other one came over and started rubbing oil into my legs. Can you imagine two sets of hands massaging you? And then Paul's penis started getting hard. I just couldn't help myself, especially after the wine I'd drunk. I just had to look at it.'

'What . .?'

'Yes, I couldn't help it. It was nice and smooth and pink. I could see it swelling with every pulse. As it grew, his foreskin stretched over it and moved back until his glans was exposed. And I was getting a total body massage at the same time. My shoulders, my back and my legs all at the same time. They were so gentle. And then I felt someone pulling at my bikini bottoms until I knew they could see my bottom. I looked round and there was Jean kneeling on the other side with his penis sticking up into the air. I started to get up but Paul put his hand in the middle of my back and pressed down so I couldn't move and before I knew it my bottoms were pulled off and I was as naked as them. Then someone's hands were smoothing oil on my bottom cheeks. Well you can imagine how wet I was: me naked with three equally naked good looking young men. Then they gently turned me over and started applying oil all over my breasts and stomach and thighs and I could see that all three now had big smiles and strong erections. I just had to get some relief. The third boy, who I think was called Gervais, was rubbing oil on my thighs and on the upward strokes his fingers strayed to my pussy.'

'And you let them carry on?'

'Of course, it was lovely. I hadn't felt so turned on in ages, all these young men's hands stroking me. I was so relaxed that when I felt fingers stroking my intimate lips I just didn't want to stop them. And then I parted my legs slightly to see what he'd do, and he took the hint quite quickly for a young boy. His fingers found my clit and made me wetter. God I've never felt so sexy. And then Paul started stroking my clitoris while Gervais put his fingers inside me. And with Jean smoothing suntan cream into my breasts I couldn't control myself and had the most wonderful orgasm.'

By now my own penis was throbbing from the story. I needed to put it inside my wife as soon as possible, but the story was fascinating. My wife enjoying a sexual liaison with three teenage boys was beyond my imagination.

'And then what happened?'

'I was so embarrassed that I gathered up my things and went inside, but they followed me into the bedroom, each of them standing there smiling and naked with big erections sticking out in front of them. I tried to cover myself up but Paul grabbed my wrists and pulled me over to the bed and pushed me down onto my back. Then he took my hand and held it against his penis. It was so big and hard. The other two held me by the ankles and opened my legs again.'

'You mean they forced you?'

'Not really. I was embarrassed a bit, but not unwilling. Don't forget they'd just brought me to one orgasm. And then before I knew it, Jean was kneeling on the bed between my thighs. I could see his penis wobbling in the air. I reached out and held it in my other hand. It was the first time I'd held two penises at once.'

'So you were enjoying it? What was the other one doing?'

'Gervais?'

'I don't care what his name was. Of course.'

'I think he was just standing there rubbing his erection. But then suddenly Jean was covering me, and his penis was pushing up against my vagina, and he slid right in.'

'You mean . . . you let him enter you, just like that, in this bed?'

'Yes of course, I couldn't have stopped him if I wanted to. Both our bodies were oily. They had all oiled their penises with sun tan cream. He started sliding in and out and I wrapped my legs around him to stop him escaping, and then he started kissing me and putting his tongue in my mouth as we were making love. It was unbelievable. And I hope you don't mind darling, but he was bigger than you. And for a young man he was remarkably good.'

'What? You don't mean it,' I gasped.

'Yes, I'm afraid so. I had a wonderful orgasm.'

'God!' I rubbed my erect penis against my wife's thigh.

'If you want to come in then that'll be four penises in one day,' she giggled.

'You mean you had sex with all three?'

'Of course. I couldn't leave the other two out, they were almost bursting. After Jean finished, Gervais did it, then as soon as he'd finished, Paul climbed on. None of them lasted very long. I think they were all virgins.'

'You must have been full of their sperm.'

'I was. I've never seen so much. But don't worry, it's all gone now. After they'd all come I sent them out and went and had a shower. Then I decided to have some fun with them.'

'How?'

'Well after my shower I went back outside and they were all sunbathing so I got the suntan lotion and started on them, but just one particular part of them. First I started on Gervais. I squirted some on his penis and started rubbing it in gently of course, and then when he became erect I rubbed some around his balls but as soon as I did that he ejaculated all over his stomach. The others laughed, but they were keen for me to do it to them, so I did.

'And you made them come?'

'Yes darling, it wasn't hard. I only had to stroke them before they were coming. And now telling you all this has turned me on again.'

I couldn't believe that my wife had done it, but there was no doubt. She could never have invented such a situation. She reached down and stroked my turgid penis, pulling at my foreskin urgently, pulling me over her. A quick feel between her legs told me that she was wet and ready and I plunged into her, but we didn't last long, and soon, as she started to come, she had the fourth measure of sperm pumped into her that day.

Afterwards as we lay back relaxing she said. 'Well that story must have turned you on too. You were as quick as the boys.'

I didn't answer. I was just realising that for the first time in our marriage, my wife had been unfaithful to me. And not with one man, but with three at once.

'And did you really enjoy it?' I asked.

'Well of course I did. I must admit that it was only afterwards that I realised that I'd been unfaithful to you, but I know you love me. You're not too angry are you darling?'

'Not really,' I answered truthfully, 'in fact it's been the best turn-on ever.'

'Are you going fishing tomorrow?' she asked.