This was my first visit to the Cap. I'd come over with a mixed group from South Wales, for a couple of weeks of fun in the sun, staying on the caravan site. All of us good friends, all known to one another through the local swinging scene.
One day towards the end of the first week, the weather was a bit iffy, cloudy and overcast but still surprisingly warm. Whilst the others headed for the Bodega bar, I decided to head for the beach, and see if there was any fun to be had. Having already spent several days there with the gang, I knew that the back of the beach and the sand dunes was where where most of the group fun took place.
On reaching the beach I put my towel down, and decided to have a swim. The water was surprisingly chilly, so I came out after a few minutes and people watch. The beach wasn't very busy due to the inclement weather, but there were still a lot of people dotted around here and there. After a while I could see a bit of fun taking at the back of the beach by the dunes, so I wandered up, to see a lady in her 60s, surround by a group of males and a fair few couples, on her knees giving b/j's to all and sundry. So far, so good! Typical fair for the beach at this time of the day, even though it was fairly empty when you consider how jam packed it gets with the sun out. I watched for a bit and went back to my towel. Not long after a couple came and sat down in front of me, just to the right. She was a gorgeous looking Mediterranean type, jet black hair, just past the shoulder, brown eyes, and that lovely olive Mediterranean skin. Lovely and slim with it too. I'd giver her late twenties, wearing nothing but a pair of skimpy denim shorts. He was a bit older, tall and slim with greying short hair. I'd put him at late thirties or early forties.
They sat talking for a bit and then got up, hand in hand and walked to the back of the beach, towards the bj gang bang that was still taking place. I watched her sexy arse with her cum-fuck-me hips as they walked further up the beach. They then disappeared out of sight.
A few minutes later I saw them re-appear from the sand dunes at a place further along and walk back to their blanket and sit and chat.
Around ten minutes or so later anther crowd gathered at the back of the beach, watching whatever fun was taking place. The couple in front of me again got up and sauntered to the where the crowd had gathered and once again disappeared into the dunes. About five or so minutes later they again appeared once again further along the dunes and walked back to their blanket.
She stood there, he went into a small black rucksack and took out a sheet of black polythene, something else black, and a large empty water bottle. He then went down to the sea and filled the bottle up. They went walked away and towards the dunes once again. This time I knew something was going to happen so I followed them at a discrete distance and into the dunes.
When I got there, she was laying on the plastic sheet, her hands inside her shorts and fucking herself with a black dildo. He was busy marking out rectangle around her with the sea water from the bottle. I was about the fifth or six to get there, and gradually as he finished marking the rectangle out about 40 or so guys had gathered.
He then spoke something which I didn't understand a word of, then a few words in French. Luckily the guy next to me, spoke out and said “ for all of those who don't speak Italian or French, no guy is to step over the line unless it is to come on her breasts. Then he is to go back over the line. There are no exceptions to this, those are the rules.” Already most of the guys were wanking hard, and I admit I had a diamond cutter of a hard on, watching her laying there writhing around rubbing her clit and thrusting the vibrator in and out of her pussy, seemingly oblivious to the gathering crowd. Almost immediately two guys stepped forward, came in fountains all over her tits, then stepped back, to be followed by another two, then another two, then a further two and so on. Each obeying the rules and stepping back over the marked out line.
Did I step forward and over the line and partake. Well yes, it would have been rude not to have. Also I'm pretty sure I was the only Welsh and British guy there, and I felt I had to represent Great Britain in the Spunkathon category of the Sex Olympics. Sadly, due to the fact I'd had awesome fun in the Karma Sutra club the day before, with the female half of a couple I had met there, my amount produced was minuscule in comparison to a lot of the guys. Oh well! It's the taking part that counts, not the victory as I was always told by my sports teacher in school hahaha. Especially when compared to some of the guys, and the fountains of spunk they were shooting. Jesus, maybe some of them hadn't come in years! I guess about twenty five guys in all stepped forward to cum and shoot there spunk on her, and the girls stomach, and boobs were absolutely covered.
Her guy once again stepped forward and barked something out that I didn't understand. Two more guys stepped out of the crowd and over the line, and wanked and shot all over her boobs. By now the stuff was dripping off them and onto the sand. He waited a little bit longer, and seeing no one else was coming out over the line, he stood astride her at waist level, and peed an enormous amount of urine over her stomach and tits washing all the guys spunk off. She was really cuming at this, ramming her fingers in and out of her pussy and writhing on and off the sheet.
Once he stopped, she stood up, and everyone broke into applause, She bowed, took hold of her guys hand and they walked back out of the dunes, down the beach and into the sea, where she washed everything off. I went and sat down on my towel, gobsmacked at what I had just seen. It was so goddam horny and erotic and very, very naughty indeed. I thought I had seen everything in my twelve years of swinging, but that was the best fucking thing yet! Awesome isn't the word
I went back and sat on my towel and waited for them to come out of the sea. When they did, and they were toweling themselves down, I spoke to them in the little bit of French I knew. It turns out they were Italian and at Cap on holiday at the same campsite we were at. I thanked her for her performance and told her she was magnificent. She smiled and once again bowed. They then packed up their belongings and walked down the shoreline of the beach. I could only drool as I watched here sexy peach of an ass disappear into the distance.
Yes, I did see them again on the beach, several times on later days, but sadly there was not to be a repeat performance. Well, at least not while I was there....
Has any other female reading this ever taken part in such a venture at Cap D'agde. Or even one who wants to try this??? |
