Summer Vacation

"Look after Jamie?" she asked before Beth could leave. "You can see that he lusts for your body."

Beth boldly stepped over him and gripped his swelling prick as she kissed his lips at length.

"Have fun," Peta giggled nervously and walked over to the young bloke and embraced him salaciously.

Jamie lay on his side to watch his wife as Beth positioned herself behind him, head between his slim thighs, to suck his circumcised penis. Peta then introduced the youth's slender, pink prick to her willing vulva, the plump lips fringed with trimmed brown hair, where he thrust easily into her juicy slit. The muscles of her solid thighs tightened as he withdrew to ram into her once more, giving him a ride to remember as she bucked and writhed and stroked his flanks, urging him to push his hips harder and faster in fairly basic terms as her reserve evaporated.

Beth felt Jamie's penis harden appreciably at the sight of his wife's now wanton behavior and thrilled as an unseen tongue found her clitty.

"I couldn't resist," Craig grinned as she looked down and their eyes met. "You have a lovely pussy. D'you mind?"

She shook her head very slightly, opening her slim thighs widely to allow him better access to her crotch, seeing Dani trying to smile at her around a mouthful of penis and smiled back, wincing at the abrasive contact of his stubbly chin on her soft inner thighs. However she suffered this a bit more willingly when his tongue and fingers probed her tingling passion pit.

Jamie drew her up to slide his wet tool into her from behind as they lay on their sides to watch Peta invite one more of the lads to replace his pal who'd just vacated her unsated cunt; then oblivious to all but the need for a hard cock inside her hungry snatch. Beside her Helen rapturously writhed and gurgled as she showed her third boy what a friendly chick she was, both women lost in a voluptuous mist of purely physical pleasure.

Even with his prick sliding within her and his hands kneading her tender titties, Jamie's attention was wholly focused on his spouse's unrestrained pleasure, Beth's cunt being only the medium for vaginal masturbation. Peta looked over at him and grinned crookedly as the young bloke got up after a quick bout, making a circle sign to indicate that he was being well looked after by Beth, then stretched back to open her legs widely and signify her readiness for the next guy seeking to share his sexual need with her.

Peta had taken the last of the waiting youths while their spouses pounded their hips on those of Beth and Dani, Helen feeling both pleasure tempered with envy and doubt at watching their slim teener bodies moving without any inhibition and turning the guys on with their youthful exuberance. After a dip she spread her towel on the grass between Peta and Erin and lay tanning her figure as she considered her position, resolving to try another casual union as the first experience had been a plus to her. Peta grimaced, gasped and groaned in her pleasurable exertions, desperately clutching at the slim body as he fiercely thrust his tingling tool in and out of her juicy snatch, coming very quickly and, then satisfied, arose looking a bit self-conscious at having been watched.

Peta took a refreshing plunge when two boys arrived from the far bank and began groping her so, rather than protesting at their eager attentions, she reciprocated before all three climed out to dry land. One of them whispered something into her ear and she laughed with a skake of her head, then moved up to where Helen lay.

"I brought you one too," Peta laughed gaily as she pushed her new friend down and knelt astride his excited body before bearing down easily upon her ample hips to sheath his sword in her shamelessly promiscuous pussy.

Helen rolled over to glance at the youngster standing at her feet with a deliciously upcurved tool jutting out from his thick, black pubic hairs and an expression of uncertainty on his face, so she gave him a reassuring grin and drew up her knees to display her pussy in the manner which conveyed her willingness to play. When he fell into her welcoming embrace she realized that she was now in the gang-bang line, but it didn't seem to be a chore at all, in fact less so when his cool cock slid fully inside her.

His thrusting was completely inexperienced, hard and rapid with his only motive being his release without any consideration for her, but beyond his shoulder she spied several more horny boys awaiting a berth, relaxed in the knowledge that she'd come in due course as there were plenty to finish what her present partner had initiated. With heaving hips she matched his fierce fucking until he groaned softly while convulsing blissfully with his weight fully on her, giving her a shy grin before withdrawing his slackening penis from her quim, leaving her fingering her red clitoris while she awaited his replacement.

Peta's partner was more of a stayer and she gyrated wildly above his slim pumping hips in a scene of total sexual abandonment, her lack of inhibition then encouraging Helen to go on with the game more confidently. Their guys were then engaged with the Sunday school teachers from the bible-bashing brigade so she grinned rather lewdly at a well hung youth who was gazing at her puffy snatch, shedding her last vestiges of reserve to haul him roughly over her lusting body and unceremoniously guide his stiff prick to her avid pleasure pouch with a delighted sigh at his full and easy penetration.

And so the afternoon continued until Baz rounded up the coach passengers at about a quarter-to-three and the old diesel sprang smoothly to life with Denny demonstrating enormous skill on the gearstick as the venerable Albion bus ambled effortlessly up the steep incline to the highway.

"So how many?" Craig enquired of his wife.

"How many what?" asked Helen sharply.

"How many times did you get shagged?"

"I wouldn't have thought that was the kind of query a lady would answer."

"You weren't being very ladylike when I last looked over," he chuckled affectionately.

"Really slutty?"

"Yeah, wonderfully slutty," he reminisced with a happy grin.

"You enjoyed it?"

"Oh yeah, rapt."

"Is this how you want the rest our holiday to be?"

"If you're game."

"It wasn't so bad," Helen said thoughtfully. "In fact it was quite fun. I don't feel very much different from before, except that I now have a sense of power and confidence and I still love my husband."

He kissed her mouth, her lips swollen and red from all the kissing she'd endured during the shaggarama.

"Oh, I love you too, darling," he laughed as he hugged her tightly. "You brought my fantasy to life and it was just so arousing."

"How many did you do then, not counting us?" Peta asked him. "Jamie will admit to five."

"Yes," Craig told her as he thought. "Yep, that'd be right, now how about you two."

"Eight," Peta told them simply while Helen coyly held up seven fingers.

"Oh you harlots!" cried Craig in feigned shock. "You'll be smoking and drinking next."

They all laughed until Peta brought a more sober mood to matters. "Nobody answered Helen's question about how we behave during the rest of our hols. I think it'd be best to agree on that right now."

"I'd like everyone to just say what they feel about things, not what they think the others think, right?" said Helen.

"Okay, so what do you think love?" Craig asked her.

She blushed and inhaled deeply. "I'm surprised at myself, but I'd like to have the freedom to make love with anyone I like from now 'til we get home."

"Hear, hear," chorused the guys in unison.

"Fine," smiled Peta. "No recriminations over what anyone else does, okay?"

"Agreed," they told her together before getting into the vehicle for the remainder of their journey.

It took almost an hour to catch and pass the surfers' coach, a cheer and a wave from a bare boobed Jane, Emma and the dark complexioned girl, Gina.

"That's the best way to travel," giggled Peta, pulling her single garment, a long t-shirt, off over her head to sit nude as Craig leaned back with his head in her lap.

"Did you ever think of getting a belly-button ring," he asked her, poking his tongue into the deep slit of her navel.

"Jamie likes the look, but I'm a bit worried about the pain in getting it done."

"I might get an earring," he mused. "What d'you reckon Helen?"

"Whatever turns you on, sweetie," she replied, noticing Peta's nudity and removing her t-shirt too. She'd seen her spouse's hand at Peta's crotch and her friend's sliding beneath the waistband of his shorts.

"It looks as if it'll be one of those sorts of trips," she said to nobody in particular.

"Pardon?" said Jamie who was driving again.

"Nothing, darling," she said. "I'll get Craig to relieve you in a bit."