02/12/2010
Hi, I've posted a few times now, so guess you're starting to know me.I'm an english girl living in Wales, with a good body and a husband who likes to show me off....
We'v just been away to Butlins which is really a large holiday camp for children in the UK, but who supplement their income with adult weekends at the tail end of the season. This story is about our three nights there recently.
The setup is mainly three story chalets (one chalet per floor) on a huge site and loads of entertainment venues. As you all know entertainment = drink = no inhibitions!
Our chalet had two bedrooms, and a kitchen diner, and we went with my husbands friend and his new girlfriend.
We got there Friday afternoon, booked in and hit the pub until the chalet was available. We flipped a coin for the room with the double bed and we ended up with room with the two singles, which backed out into a small courtyard, surrounded by similar flats. We were on the ground floor.
After unpacking we were straight out for food, more alcohol and some entertainment. The guys were buying four pint pitchers so no-one could really measure who had drunk what and how much. The entertainment was good, but the other couple decided to have an early night and went back to the chalet. We were out a bit later and then decided to walk the 1/2 mile back to the chalet.
As you all know cold air on a belly full of alcohol can have two effects, and I had both. I immediately went light-headed and needed a pee. There was no toilets on the walk back and I was desperate, so I found a quiet corner, pulled down my knickers and jeans and started to pee. Unfortunately I'd not noticed that I'd snuck under a movement sensor light, and as i swayed forward from the wall, it triggered, leaving me in 20 seconds of bright light. Of course this happened just as a large group of single lads were passing, leaving me showing a lot more than I'd intended. My husband of course thought this was brilliant, and continued to trigger the light until I'd finished, showing me peeing to a further two groups (I've never understood the male fetish with watching women pee!). We continued our walk, but by now my husband was fully turned on, and before I knew it we were down a different alley and my jeans were back around my ankles. My husband denied the peeing bit turned him on, but he seemed even harder than normal as he took me from behind. It's a regular challenge for my husband to make me moan or scream when we have sex outside. I'm normally load inside the house, but try not to draw attention to use outside. My husband was pushing deep into me from behind, whilst one hand squeezed my breasts and the other played with my clit.
He was whispering that he wanted to hear me moan, but I was resisting well. Then he slipped his hand from my breast and started to play with my bum hole. Now this tends to drive me wild (I'm no keen on anal sex as it can hurt, put love a finger up my bum during sex - just can't explain why.
Of course my husband toys with my bum until he sees a large group of males coming in our direction, and then asks me what I wanted him to do, of course just as the group walk past the end of the road he has me screaming "to stick it up my bum". Which he duly did as all 6 or 7 blokes watched me orgasm with a finger up my arse and a cock inside me. They all had a good look before my husband finished off and we went back to the chalet.
By the time we got back we were both horny again so finished off with sex with the curtains open and lights on, being overlooked by about 12 different windows. I can't tell you if anyone saw us because I was face down in the pillow!
Nights 2 and 3 soon....