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24/05/2025
It was my very first post in topd when I described the time my wife Hannah and I visited Olly, a close friend of mine, at his home in France.
Olly took us out for a meal on our first night, and as the evening progressed the two of them were flirting outrageously with each other.
It was so obvious that they had the hots for each other that I, not only allowed them to sleep together, I even suggested it. So Olly took Hannah to his bed and spent most of the night, and next morning fucking her.
When we left Olly's place we travelled down south to the French Riviera, stopping at a few places before reaching Port Grimaud on the outskirts of St. Tropez. We settled on a beautiful holiday site where we parked our motor home and decided to stay for a few days.
One evening, Hannah and I went for a walk into the local village for some food and a few drinks. On our way back to camp we passed a bunch of guys who were sitting around a campfire eating and drinking.
I recognised their English accents as coming from an area close to where Hannah and I live so we stopped to chat with them. One of the guys shoved a burger, and what appeared to be a bottle of beer in my hands. In the dim flickering light I couldn't make out what it was, but, I chomped on my burger and swilled it down with my drink.
After a short while I started to feel woozy, my head was in a spin. I looked closer to see what I was drinking, only to find I had drunk half a bottle of Pernod.
That was it, I had to get back to our caravan quickly, as I wanted to be sick. Hannah was enjoying herself as she always does in the company of men, so she asked me would I mind if she stayed a while longer.
Next morning I awoke with a pounding headache. Hannah was still asleep, so, I went for a walk along the beach then back to the snack bar for a coffee to try and clear my head.
When I got back to the caravan, Hannah was still sleeping which to me meant that she had a late night. My immediate thought was that she will have copped off with one of the guys after I left. I was to be proved right.
Hannah was drinking and flirting with the guys when she was alone with them, particularly one of the guys who she had the hots for. Eventually this guy took the hint and asked Hannah to go to his caravan with him.
This wasn't an opportunity that Hannah was going to miss, so, off they went to his caravan, getting a few ironic cheers from the other guys as they left.
Once in his van they stripped off and got down to business. Hannah was rampant, as she always was after a few drinks. They were hard at it when there was a knock on the door, it was the guy who shared the caravan with Hannah's fuck buddy. The rest of his group had broken up for the night so he made his way home. He got so, so lucky. His buddy invited him to join in the fun which he did, so Hannah got an impromptu threesome. Both guys fucked her senseless before escorting her back to our caravan totally fulfilled around 3.00 am. Hannah had a big smile on her face as she told me the story.
We did see the same group of guys in the camp restaurant later that day but they made no attempt to approach us. Maybe they felt guilty but who knows. We did stay a couple more nights on the camp but, there was no repeat performance for Hannah.
Olly took us out for a meal on our first night, and as the evening progressed the two of them were flirting outrageously with each other.
It was so obvious that they had the hots for each other that I, not only allowed them to sleep together, I even suggested it. So Olly took Hannah to his bed and spent most of the night, and next morning fucking her.
When we left Olly's place we travelled down south to the French Riviera, stopping at a few places before reaching Port Grimaud on the outskirts of St. Tropez. We settled on a beautiful holiday site where we parked our motor home and decided to stay for a few days.
One evening, Hannah and I went for a walk into the local village for some food and a few drinks. On our way back to camp we passed a bunch of guys who were sitting around a campfire eating and drinking.
I recognised their English accents as coming from an area close to where Hannah and I live so we stopped to chat with them. One of the guys shoved a burger, and what appeared to be a bottle of beer in my hands. In the dim flickering light I couldn't make out what it was, but, I chomped on my burger and swilled it down with my drink.
After a short while I started to feel woozy, my head was in a spin. I looked closer to see what I was drinking, only to find I had drunk half a bottle of Pernod.
That was it, I had to get back to our caravan quickly, as I wanted to be sick. Hannah was enjoying herself as she always does in the company of men, so she asked me would I mind if she stayed a while longer.
Next morning I awoke with a pounding headache. Hannah was still asleep, so, I went for a walk along the beach then back to the snack bar for a coffee to try and clear my head.
When I got back to the caravan, Hannah was still sleeping which to me meant that she had a late night. My immediate thought was that she will have copped off with one of the guys after I left. I was to be proved right.
Hannah was drinking and flirting with the guys when she was alone with them, particularly one of the guys who she had the hots for. Eventually this guy took the hint and asked Hannah to go to his caravan with him.
This wasn't an opportunity that Hannah was going to miss, so, off they went to his caravan, getting a few ironic cheers from the other guys as they left.
Once in his van they stripped off and got down to business. Hannah was rampant, as she always was after a few drinks. They were hard at it when there was a knock on the door, it was the guy who shared the caravan with Hannah's fuck buddy. The rest of his group had broken up for the night so he made his way home. He got so, so lucky. His buddy invited him to join in the fun which he did, so Hannah got an impromptu threesome. Both guys fucked her senseless before escorting her back to our caravan totally fulfilled around 3.00 am. Hannah had a big smile on her face as she told me the story.
We did see the same group of guys in the camp restaurant later that day but they made no attempt to approach us. Maybe they felt guilty but who knows. We did stay a couple more nights on the camp but, there was no repeat performance for Hannah.
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Chard
