French Delight

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I am new on this forum and eager to share a few of my memories.

My wife Hannah was hotwifing for more than 20 years and during this period she has fucked dozens of men. My most memorable experience was her first fuck outside of our marriage, but I want to start with another occasion which is very special to me. I have written this story some time ago in another forum, but I would love to share it again in this forum.

In the early years of our marriage Hannah and I had heavy expenditure buying and equipping our home. So, we decided between us that I would seek employment overseas in order to make more money. Hannah was already hotwifing when I Went abroad, so I told her she could carry on seeing her boyfriend whilst I was away.

I started with a two year stint in Saudi Arabia followed by another two years in Libya. When in Libya I shared a two bedroom apartment with a French man Named Olivier (Olly) and we became good friends. When our contract ended we agreed to keep in touch, which we did. We phoned each other quite often.

It was later when Hannah and I hired a motor home so we could spend some time touring Europe. Our venture started in France, so I made a point of visiting Olly who lived in a village in central France.

Olly was so pleased to see us and because he lived in a two bedroom villa, he offered to put us up in his spare room.

That night, Olly took us to his favourite restaurant for a meal. Whilst we were out,we were reminiscing about our time in Libya, but I noticed he was paying a lot of attention to Hannah, in fact he was positively fawning over her.

Olly is your typical French man, he is a very good looking olive skinned guy with black curly hair. He is a little effeminate in his mannerisms and a real charmer with the ladies. Hannah was really attracted to him, she was loving the attention she was getting from him.

Later when Hannah went to the ladies room, Olly said to me, your a lucky man, Hannah is so beautiful, so I said to him, back off tiger, she's mine. When Hannah came back she asked why we were laughing, so I told her, Olly fancies you, I think he wants you in his bed tonight, would you like that, I asked her. No, of course not she replied shy'ly, which I suspected wasn't true but we left it at that.

Later that night whilst we were back at Olly's villa having a nightcap, Hannah excused herself an said she was going to bed. 10 minutes later she appeared in the doorway dressed only in her blue satin night dress. She looked so sexy, she was obviously naked underneath because it clung to her body showing every curve, her erect ripples were clearly visible through the material and she was showing lots of cleavage.

Hannah had come out with a lame excuse, to ask a question about our travel plans for the next day. However, I wasn't fooled, she was posing for Olly.

I started feeling so horny seeing her and I thought to myself, what the hell, were in a foreign country and I may never see Olly again so I went over to her and stood behind her. I put my hands on her shoulders and kissed her on her neck and at the same time slid her nightie straps over her arms. I held her arms firmly and allowed her nightie to fall to the floor. I continued to hold her arms so she couldn't cover herself, so she was standing completely naked in front of Olly.

Olly feined shock, as did Hannah, but then I said, I've been watching you two all night and you've obviously got the hot for each other. I asked Hannah again, do you want to ...... with Olly tonight. Yes she said, I would like that. Olly looked embarrassed but couldn't believe his luck. He took Hannah to his room and I didn't see her again until next morning. Hannah later told me that she had a wonderful night, Olly was such a considerate lover, she said he must have kissed every inch of her body before making slow, sensual love. She said Olly has a lovely penis, I loved getting my mouth round it and licking his balls. They fucked that night and again next morning. Hannah was on cloud nine and wanted to stay another night which didn't surprise me, but a two night stay wasn't in our itinerary, so, they were both disappointed when I said we have to move on.

Olly and I did keep in touch for another year or so before we lost contact. I haven't heard from him for years. I think Hannah would have loved to go back again to see Olly but it never happened.

Olly wasn't the only guy Hannah fucked on that trip but that's a story for another time.

 

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I am new on this forum and eager to share a few of my memories.

My wife Hannah was hotwifing for more than 20 years and during this period she has fucked dozens of men. My most memorable experience was her first fuck outside of our marriage, but I want to start with another occasion which is very special to me. I have written this story some time ago in another forum, but I would love to share it again in this forum.

In the early years of our marriage Hannah and I had heavy expenditure buying and equipping our home. So, we decided between us that I would seek employment overseas in order to make more money. Hannah was already hotwifing when I Went abroad, so I told her she could carry on seeing her boyfriend whilst I was away.

I started with a two year stint in Saudi Arabia followed by another two years in Libya. When in Libya I shared a two bedroom apartment with a French man Named Olivier (Olly) and we became good friends. When our contract ended we agreed to keep in touch, which we did. We phoned each other quite often.

It was later when Hannah and I hired a motor home so we could spend some time touring Europe. Our venture started in France, so I made a point of visiting Olly who lived in a village in central France.

Olly was so pleased to see us and because he lived in a two bedroom villa, he offered to put us up in his spare room.

That night, Olly took us to his favourite restaurant for a meal. Whilst we were out,we were reminiscing about our time in Libya, but I noticed he was paying a lot of attention to Hannah, in fact he was positively fawning over her.

Olly is your typical French man, he is a very good looking olive skinned guy with black curly hair. He is a little effeminate in his mannerisms and a real charmer with the ladies. Hannah was really attracted to him, she was loving the attention she was getting from him.

Later when Hannah went to the ladies room, Olly said to me, your a lucky man, Hannah is so beautiful, so I said to him, back off tiger, she's mine. When Hannah came back she asked why we were laughing, so I told her, Olly fancies you, I think he wants you in his bed tonight, would you like that, I asked her. No, of course not she replied shy'ly, which I suspected wasn't true but we left it at that.

Later that night whilst we were back at Olly's villa having a nightcap, Hannah excused herself an said she was going to bed. 10 minutes later she appeared in the doorway dressed only in her blue satin night dress. She looked so sexy, she was obviously naked underneath because it clung to her body showing every curve, her erect ripples were clearly visible through the material and she was showing lots of cleavage.

Hannah had come out with a lame excuse, to ask a question about our travel plans for the next day. However, I wasn't fooled, she was posing for Olly.

I started feeling so horny seeing her and I thought to myself, what the hell, were in a foreign country and I may never see Olly again so I went over to her and stood behind her. I put my hands on her shoulders and kissed her on her neck and at the same time slid her nightie straps over her arms. I held her arms firmly and allowed her nightie to fall to the floor. I continued to hold her arms so she couldn't cover herself, so she was standing completely naked in front of Olly.

Olly feined shock, as did Hannah, but then I said, I've been watching you two all night and you've obviously got the hot for each other. I asked Hannah again, do you want to ...... with Olly tonight. Yes she said, I would like that. Olly looked embarrassed but couldn't believe his luck. He took Hannah to his room and I didn't see her again until next morning. Hannah later told me that she had a wonderful night, Olly was such a considerate lover, she said he must have kissed every inch of her body before making slow, sensual love. She said Olly has a lovely penis, I loved getting my mouth round it and licking his balls. They fucked that night and again next morning. Hannah was on cloud nine and wanted to stay another night which didn't surprise me, but a two night stay wasn't in our itinerary, so, they were both disappointed when I said we have to move on.

Olly and I did keep in touch for another year or so before we lost contact. I haven't heard from him for years. I think Hannah would have loved to go back again to see Olly but it never happened.

Olly wasn't the only guy Hannah fucked on that trip but that's a story for another time.

A great story! The only thing that could improve it would be photos of Hannah!

 

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A great story! The only thing that could improve it would be photos of Hannah!

I agree, but back in the 70s & 80s we didn't have camera phones. Film was sent away for developing so had to be kept clean and decent. I would love to have some naughty pics of Hannah to look back on.

 

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A great story! The only thing that could improve it would be photos of Hannah!

DM me If you want a photo of Hannah. No nude pics though, I don't have any, but if you're curious to know what she looks like I'll show you.

 

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I am new on this forum and eager to share a few of my memories.

My wife Hannah was hotwifing for more than 20 years and during this period she has fucked dozens of men. My most memorable experience was her first fuck outside of our marriage, but I want to start with another occasion which is very special to me. I have written this story some time ago in another forum, but I would love to share it again in this forum.

In the early years of our marriage Hannah and I had heavy expenditure buying and equipping our home. So, we decided between us that I would seek employment overseas in order to make more money. Hannah was already hotwifing when I Went abroad, so I told her she could carry on seeing her boyfriend whilst I was away.

I started with a two year stint in Saudi Arabia followed by another two years in Libya. When in Libya I shared a two bedroom apartment with a French man Named Olivier (Olly) and we became good friends. When our contract ended we agreed to keep in touch, which we did. We phoned each other quite often.

It was later when Hannah and I hired a motor home so we could spend some time touring Europe. Our venture started in France, so I made a point of visiting Olly who lived in a village in central France.

Olly was so pleased to see us and because he lived in a two bedroom villa, he offered to put us up in his spare room.

That night, Olly took us to his favourite restaurant for a meal. Whilst we were out,we were reminiscing about our time in Libya, but I noticed he was paying a lot of attention to Hannah, in fact he was positively fawning over her.

Olly is your typical French man, he is a very good looking olive skinned guy with black curly hair. He is a little effeminate in his mannerisms and a real charmer with the ladies. Hannah was really attracted to him, she was loving the attention she was getting from him.

Later when Hannah went to the ladies room, Olly said to me, your a lucky man, Hannah is so beautiful, so I said to him, back off tiger, she's mine. When Hannah came back she asked why we were laughing, so I told her, Olly fancies you, I think he wants you in his bed tonight, would you like that, I asked her. No, of course not she replied shy'ly, which I suspected wasn't true but we left it at that.

Later that night whilst we were back at Olly's villa having a nightcap, Hannah excused herself an said she was going to bed. 10 minutes later she appeared in the doorway dressed only in her blue satin night dress. She looked so sexy, she was obviously naked underneath because it clung to her body showing every curve, her erect ripples were clearly visible through the material and she was showing lots of cleavage.

Hannah had come out with a lame excuse, to ask a question about our travel plans for the next day. However, I wasn't fooled, she was posing for Olly.

I started feeling so horny seeing her and I thought to myself, what the hell, were in a foreign country and I may never see Olly again so I went over to her and stood behind her. I put my hands on her shoulders and kissed her on her neck and at the same time slid her nightie straps over her arms. I held her arms firmly and allowed her nightie to fall to the floor. I continued to hold her arms so she couldn't cover herself, so she was standing completely naked in front of Olly.

Olly feined shock, as did Hannah, but then I said, I've been watching you two all night and you've obviously got the hot for each other. I asked Hannah again, do you want to ...... with Olly tonight. Yes she said, I would like that. Olly looked embarrassed but couldn't believe his luck. He took Hannah to his room and I didn't see her again until next morning. Hannah later told me that she had a wonderful night, Olly was such a considerate lover, she said he must have kissed every inch of her body before making slow, sensual love. She said Olly has a lovely penis, I loved getting my mouth round it and licking his balls. They fucked that night and again next morning. Hannah was on cloud nine and wanted to stay another night which didn't surprise me, but a two night stay wasn't in our itinerary, so, they were both disappointed when I said we have to move on.

Olly and I did keep in touch for another year or so before we lost contact. I haven't heard from him for years. I think Hannah would have loved to go back again to see Olly but it never happened.

Olly wasn't the only guy Hannah fucked on that trip but that's a story for another time.

When we left Olly's villa, we made our way down south to the riviera, we travelled along the coast stopping at various places for the night. When we reached Port Grimau which was only a couple of miles from St Tropez, we decided to stay for a few days. We parked up on a lovely campsite with all the amenities we could wish for.

I remember it was the second night when Hannah and I went for a walk into town to sightsee and enjoy a few drinks in a local pub. On our return to our motor home, we were walking through the campsite when we passed a group of guys who were gathered around a campfire drinking. We immediately recognised their English, Geordie accents, they were from an area close to where Hannah and I live.

Of course we stopped to chat with them and they immediately made us welcome. One of the guys handed me a bottle of what I thought was beer. We were enjoying ourselves drinking and talking football etc. when I began to feel a bit woosey. I looked at my bottle of beer and was shocked to see I had ...... half a bottle of pernod. I hadn't noticed in the dark, I just assumed it was beer and so I was swilling it back unknowingly.

I suddenly felt quite ill, I wanted to throw up which would have been embarrassing in front of everyone. I said to Hannah, I need to go now, but Hannah was enjoying herself as she usually was in the company of men and wasn't ready to leave.

Why don't you go ahead, she said, I'll follow you shortly. I was in no fit state to argue, I needed to get away, so I left. I actually threw up before I reached the van, but luckily no one saw me. I staggered to the van where I went straight to bed and immediately fell into a deep .......

When I woke up next morning with a massive headache, Hannah was laid next to me, sound asleep. I didn't disturb her, I made myself a strong coffee and swilled it down with a dose of headache tablets before going for a walk to pull myself together. I walked along the beach to get some fresh air then stopped by the cafeteria for another coffee.

It was 10.30 am when I got back to the motor home and Hannah was still fast asleep. I made her a coffee and woke her up. Your ...... late I said, what time did you get back to the van?

I think it was around 4.30 am when I got back to the van, she said, I had a lot to drink and I got a bit naughty. I left her with these guys, (there were six of them) at about 11.00 pm. So Hannah didn't arrive back to the van until five and a half hours later. When she'd had her coffee and pulled herself together, she told me her story.

She carried on drinking with the guys for a couple of hours after I left. She said I was quite ...... and feeling very frisky. You know what I'm like when I've had a good drink in the company of men.

This is what she told me.
Because I was the only woman in the group, they were making a big fuss of me. After a while the conversation began getting very raunchy and suggestive. As the alcohol was taking effect I began to loosen up. I was getting very horny, especially when when they started flattering me and making it obvious that they fancied me. A couple more drinks and I knew I wanted to have sex. There were two guys in the group who were really good looking, fit guys and I decided I was going to have one of them.

It reached a point where I thought they were never going make the final push. They were getting close, they were stalking but didn't move in for the ....... Finally, I took the lead, I snuggled up to my favourite guy and said, why don't you take me back to your caravan. That did it, his eyes widened, he couldn't believe his luck. He excused himself to his buddies and took me to his caravan.

She went on to tell me that she loved the sex. She gave him the full works, he laid there whilst she sucked his dick, he went down on her pussy and licked her out before he fucked her.

When they finished, they were laid on the bed getting their breath back when there was a knock on the door, the door opened slightly and a voice said, is it safe to come in. It was his pal who he shared the caravan with. Anyway, he came inside, and after they were talking for a while, the first guy suggested that she gives his buddy a turn. Because the second guy was the other one in the group who she fancied, she obliged him. She went with him to his bed where she got fucked for a second time. She told me that he was well aware that he was getting sloppy seconds and he was ok with that but he wouldn't go down on her pussy. She did suck his dick though, and he did fuck her.

When she finished telling me her story, I was so horny, I completely forgot my hangover and fucked her again.

That evening Hannah and I went to the campsite bar for a drink. It was early evening and all six guys were in there. It was a large club house and it was very busy. We didn't sit near them, and all evening they made no attempt to approach us. Whether that was embarrassment or not I don't know. As we were leaving I looked over to their table, they were watching us so we both gave them a little wave. I wonder what was going through their minds.

I'm sure they would have loved to have another session with Hannah, and I'm equally sure that Hannah would love to have another session with them too. But it didn't happen.