Holiday in an exhibitionist paradise
"We need a holiday!" I exclaimed to Jane, over the breakfast table.
It was a Monday morning, just a few weeks after our evening with Tom and Carol. (See the story Tom and Carol and Jane and me.) We were getting ready for the start of the working week, and I was feeling the Monday morning blues after a wonderful weekend spent with Jane, my wife of over 4 years. We'd spent the weekend with just the two of us, so I had a few good memories to take to work with me. I felt though that we needed to get away for a good holiday, and I'd had an idea that I thought might spice up our love life even further.
"That sounds like a damn good idea." Jane replied. "I have some holiday I need to take before the end of our company year, and I imagine you do too. Did you have anywhere in particular in mind?"
"I've got one or two ideas, but let me look into it further first. I promise you'll not be disappointed, and you might even be able to indulge your exhibitionist streak. We can talk about it some more this evening when we're back home." I said to her.
"Oooh, now I'm intrigued," she replied.
We both had to rush a little to leave for work, so after a quick kiss and a final feel of her soft, sexy arse I left the house, and she followed me out to her work place straight after.
As usual, we texted each other throughout the day, keeping the sexy vibes going until we could get back together again in the evening. She was curious about what I had in mind, but I wanted to wait until I was sure it was a viable option. I'd taken my own laptop with me to work, so during my lunch break I started to look for suitable places for what I had in mind.
That evening, after our evening meal, we sat down on our settee and I said to her, "How does the south of France sound to you?"
She was excited at the sound of that.
"That would be brilliant!" she exclaimed. "There must be loads of places there we could go to."
"Well, I've got one particular place in mind, if you're up for it." I said to her. "It's a place called Cap D'agde."
"That sounds very nice. I've no doubt it'll have a beach, bars and restaurants where we can indulge ourselves."
"It has." I replied, "But there's one important thing I've missed out."
She gave me a quizzical look.
"It's a naturist beach and village, and it's notorious for its 'anything goes' and hedonistic atmosphere. Apparently, people are free to do whatever they want, and it's practically mandatory to wear no clothes within the village and beach. It's a voyeurs and an exhibitionist's idea of heaven. The voyeurs can watch the exhibitionists, and apparently the beach area is exceptionally popular."
I booted up my laptop, and showed her the websites I'd been looking at. Within minutes she was sold on the idea.
"I'm going to be so horny all the time." She said excitedly. "I'm going to fuck you every chance I can, and hopefully watch a few other people getting their rocks off as well. I may even come home with some new ideas, so are you sure you're ready for this?" She laughed.
We spent the rest of the evening looking for flights to Montpellier airport, hotel accommodation within the resort village, and transfers from the airport to the village, and had them all booked before we went to bed that evening. We booked 10 days in the resort, starting in just a couple of weeks time, and knew we'd both have no problem taking the leave from work. The thought of what we'd planned had clearly turned Jane on because as soon as we came to bed, she started to give me one of her amazing blow jobs. Instead of letting me finish in her mouth though, as soon as I was hard enough she straddled my hips, and sank herself onto my cock. I was more than happy to watch her huge 36DD tits bounce up and down above me as she rode my cock and brought herself to a juddering climax. I came inside her damp, silky smooth cunt a few seconds later, and we fell into a blissful sleep wrapped around each other shortly after.
The journey to Cap D'agde a couple of weeks later went smoothly. We drove to the airport for the flight to Montpellier, and the transfer service was waiting to take us straight to our hotel in the naturist village. Looking around the hotel lobby when we arrived, we were amazed by the amount of bare flesh already on display. The hotel staff were clothed, but just about everyone else was either naked or barely clothed. It was quite a surreal moment for us.
Our room was on the seventh floor of the hotel. There was a huge double bed in there, with plenty of floor space, drawers and wardrobes available. The bathroom had the usual toilet, with a bidet, and both a bath big enough for two, and a shower also with enough room for two. There was a sliding door at the other side of the room leading onto a large balcony, which had a couple of large, cushioned wicker chairs and a table. The view from the balcony was amazing, and we could look down into the village from above, watching the people walking about below us. The adjoining wall to the next door balconies was only half the width, so it was easy to see along the line of balconies, or look down onto the ones below us. We were already beginning to imagine the things we might see on them.
"This is heavenly." Said Jane, "But I suspect we're a little overdressed. Shall we do something about it?"
I was happy to comply, and within moments we were both naked, standing in the middle of our room.
"Shall we go outside onto the balcony for a little while?" I said to Jane. "I want to get used to being completely naked outside before we venture further afield."
We opened a bottle of wine from the room's bar and went outside. I sat in one of the chairs, relaxed with my legs stretched out in front of me. Jane went to the rail on the balcony and looked over, her large tits hanging over the edge as she looked down. Her body was bent at the waist so her gorgeous arse was pointed in my direction. I couldn't resist walking up behind her and nestling my already stiffening cock between her soft cheeks, my hands reaching round to grasp both of her wonderful tits and roll her nipples in my fingers. She pressed back into my crotch, and I slowly rubbed my cock up and down the crack of her arse. After a few moments, she stood up and turned around.
"Lets save this for later." She said to me, after a loving kiss and a full body hug which left me wanting much more.
Reluctantly, I let her go, and we got ready to go outside for the first time to join the throngs downstairs, and explore the area. It only took a minute as all we wore were sandals, and Jane carried a bag over her shoulder with essentials inside. Going down on the lift I began to feel very self conscious. I love being naked, especially with Jane, but I'd never been naked in public before. It felt a little like one of those dreams, except that I wouldn't be able to wake up from this one.
"God, I'm so turned on at the moment." Jane said. "I've always wanted to do something like this, but never had the chance before. Just feel how wet I am already."
With that she took my hand and pressed it to her cunt. My finger slid in easily, and I could tell how wet she was. My cock jumped at the contact, so I was already semi-hard when the lift doors opened. I was very embarrassed at first, thinking everyone would notice straight away, so tried to hide it with my hand. However, I quickly realised that no one was taking any notice of us, so I held Janes hand as we walked through the hotel lobby towards the exit doors.
We strolled through the centre of the village, looking around at the various shops, bars and eating places, as well as the people wandering round as well. They were literally in all shapes, sizes, skin colour and ages, from young twenty somethings with perfect figures, to middle aged and even elderly men and women with big bellies, sagging tits and large arses. Some people were completely naked like us, other wore very little, or revealing clothes. No one seemed self conscious at all though, and it soon became obvious that everyone was accepted no matter how they looked. It was very refreshing, and it wasn't long before I was able to relax and enjoy the ambience.
Jane was much quicker than me to get into the spirit of things. She walked nonchalantly through the village, her hips swaying gently as she went along, and I felt very proud to have this beautiful, sexy, uninhibited woman alongside me as we walked together.
As we walked through the village we saw a sex shop, so Jane suggested we go in and take a look. There were several people inside looking around and buying things, so the staff in the shop were busy. There was a large selection of sex toys and dildo's, but Jane said she wouldn't want to buy one here as she didn't fancy going through airport security with on the way home. There was a harness on display, with an attachment for various dildo's which she was quite taken with.