I got fucked today on the beach. Not surprising, perhaps, given that we are staying at a nudist resort in the south of France. It’s not obligatory to get fucked; you can just take the sun on your more intimate parts if you want. But fucking is there, it’s available and free (once you have paid their rather expensive fees for an apartment), and if like me you like that sort of thing, well, go for it. Not that I am altogether experienced. I have done it before, but not so often I am blasé. For me, it’s still a daring thing to do, especially in public. Fortunately I have my husband with me, so I feel safe, no matter how many guys there are waiting in a line with their cocks hanging out. I’m not joking; they actually do that. As soon as they see a woman at least semi-naked and looking available they crowd round.

         I observe certain protocols. First, I won’t have more than two of them on me at once. There can be a cock in my cunt and one in my mouth, or if I am feeljng confident and the guys appeal, then one in my cunt and one in my ass. But no more. I like to concentrate on what I am doing to get the most out of it. More than two cocks at a time and I lose track. So my husband pushes them off if there are too many. He doesn’t participate except to assist. That is to say, he may hold my legs apart while I’m on my back. He may hold my head if a guy wants to use my mouth. He may rub my clit if a guy is in me.

         Another thing is that if a guy is going to enter my cunt he must wear a condom. If it’s my ass, then I don’t insist. But I’m not using birth control at the moment. My husband polices this. He also helps with anal. Some guys are amazingly ignorant about what a girl needs if he is to stick his cock up her ass, like careful preparation, lots of lube and so on. My husband has been known to take a guy’s cock in his mouth and make it nice and slippery for me. I think he’s a bit gay; he says not, but I know better. I don’t know why he feels the need to deny it. As if I care. But men are funny like that. If a married girl likes other girls, I don’t think it would occur to her to hide it from her husband; most men like watching a bit of girl-on-girl action.

         Today I had three guys in my ass, once after another. The second two were really good, because my ass had been well lubricated by the first, who had a huge load. When we got back to our room later, semen was still oozing from my ass. My husband took a picture. He likes to see that. I think he’d like to pimp me out. Perhaps one day we’ll try it. After he took the picture, he wanted to stick his cock in there too, but I said no, enough was enough. I keep him pretty much under control. I said, instead he could lick my cunt and make me cum. In the end I insisted he do it three times. Then we went for some lunch. The poor man had a hard-on all the way through, and I teased him mercilessly. He was across the table from me and I took my bikini bottom off, sitting where no one could see, though they don’t like that; the seats can get messy. Then I stuck my foot up inside his shorts and rubbed his cock with my toes, but just not quite enough that he could cum.

         I told him that later we would go back to the beach, after I had had a snooze, and then we would find more horny guys. I didn’t want any more fucking, but I said he could jerk some guys off onto me, on my tits, on my cunt, into my mouth. He got excited doing it but I still didn’t let him fuck me.

         We went clubbing at night. I wore a very sexy little dress and guys kept inviting me onto the dance floor and putting their hands up it and fingering me. Eventually I let one guy take me outside. I let me husband come too. My husband put me up against the wall and held one of my legs and the guy stood against me and fucked my cunt; my husband pulled my knickers to one side for him.

         When we got back to the apartment I felt really tired. My husband wanted to fuck me but I said no, I was exhausted. Maybe tomorrow, if you are good, I said. Maybe if you suck cock for me, I said. I had been talking about this for a while. My husband said he couldn’t, but I said you will, sooner or later. Maybe this would be the day. We would see.