Social Psychology Research

The unexpected email subject was Academic Study. It popped up on my phone and although it was addressed to me by name I thought it might be spam but I didn't junk it straight away. Later when I had my laptop on I could see the sender's email address was from my old university server so I took the time to read the message.

A social psychology study is starting shortly into the interaction of a range individuals in situations outside of their normal activities. We are seeking people from a wide range of ages and situations to initially complete a simple questionnaire by clicking the link below.

It would be a great help if you would participate.

Thank you

It was signed off by two researchers.

The link seemed to by genuine and so having a bit of time on my hands I clicked and started the survey. It started with the usual questions such as full name, email address, gender, location by English county with a drop down list provided. So they didn't want a full address. Then age range options: 25-35, 35 -50, 50-65, over 65. I clicked the last radio button.

Next a range of options for ethnicity - white in my case.

Clicking the Continue button presented a page headed Relationship. There were about 6 or 7 options here. But for me it was straightforward and I hit the Married box. I was immediately present with another range of option for How many years married; less the 5, 5 -10,10-20, 20 -40, over 40. The last one for me again.

Next a section on my health, fitness and exercise. I'm reasonable fit for my age so it was a bit like a doctor's check. The next screen showed a whole range of activities and sports that included some that were not mainstream or maybe a little unusual. You had to tick any that you had ever undertaken. So my selection included skiing, windsurfing and flying a glider.

That was it, just a final disclaimer about data protection and a request to be contacted by email if they wanted any follow up. So I clicked Save. I didn't expect to hear any more; I'd done my bit for my alma mater.

It was a few weeks later when this popped up in my inbox:

Dear Paul,

Thank you for completing out survey, most helpful.

We would like to follow up with you with a short private telephone interview.

If you are prepared to help again can you let us have your phone number and a time that would be suitable for an undisturbed conversation. We really hope you will participate.

Kind regards

Karen and Justin

Project Researchers

I replied with details and a good times to contact me. The phone rang a few days later with an unknown number, that proved to be Karen.

More questions about my health and fitness plus my reactions to a range of slightly unusual scenarios, including one about finding myself on a nudist beach! It all seemed somewhat odd.

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As Anita sat on the London bound train she was beginning to wonder what she had signed up for. There had been some weird questions in the survey and even more in the phone call. Maybe she had made a big mistake. Here she was with a very small bag containing a change of underwear, some flip-flops, some essential toiletries plus her passport. She was going to be away for a week somewhere warm apparently. Too late now, she was committed. At 31 and in a responsible job, she thought she could manage most situations she came across. She would cope with whatever this study group experience threw at her, couldn't she.

The train had stopped. The last main station before London. People got off, others got on, the doors closed and she was on the way to the unknown. A new passenger was now sitting across the aisle from her. An older man with a beard. Nothing unusual about that except that he also had a small bag very similar to her own. He was looking at her or rather at her bag on the seat beside her... Then she realised both bags had a yellow and red tape bound round the carry straps. Hers had come in the post and was to be attached to the bag for recognition purposes. They both looked up from the bags.

Both smiled and he asked "10 am under the clock?"

"Yes. It's a bit mysterious!"

"I'm Paul. I certainly don't fully understand what this all about either."

"Anita. I'm hoping it turns out to be a cheap fun break with not to much fuss and bother."

They chatted for a bit exchanging some details of their situations, where they were from what they did and so. She discovered he was married and retired which was not a surprise. He found out she was single and worked in accountancy. Eventually she raised the elephant in the room.

"What do you make of the small bags?" she asked. "Or rather, the limited content"

"Well I have my suspicions. Particularly given one the scenarios I was asked to comment on."

"Oh! What do you think?"

"Maybe they will be giving us all monks or nuns habits or..."

Anita interjected "or maybe not anything at all!."

"To be honest I think you will be right. Birthday suits seem likely, especially as the location was stated to be warm."

"Yes. I was asked on the phone if I'd ever gone skinning dipping. What was your scenario?"

"How would I respond to finding myself on a nudist beach unintentionally." he said. "Does 'no clothes' worry you?"

"Well we have to see how this works out, but I think I'd cope. I did think it might be a possibility so I won't be completely surprised.. What about you, does it concern you?"

"No. I think I am open to it, so I hope it will be alright if that turns out to be a nudist week."

Soon they were pulling into St Pancras station and heading up to the bronze statue 'The Meeting Place' under the station clock. A number of people were waiting around, but they soon saw a small group carrying small bags with yellow and red tapes. They stood with them and others also arrived until there was a group of varying ages and cultures apparently standing together. It was soon obvious that there were 6 men and 6 women. There was some discussion amongst the group that that a Eurostar trip looked likely. At 10 am exactly two more people approached the group. They wore small rucksacks and carried folders. The man introduced themselves as Jason and Karen, the researchers. He welcomed the group and confirmed that the group would be travelling together on the Eurostar. He checked that every one was present from his list and then Karen handed out the train tickets that would be needed to be scanned at the platform gates. Paul noticed that we being given out in pairs by name, man and women.

Soon they were heading through the gates, security and the UK and then French customs and on the platform. Then there was a short wait before they could board the train. As they then found their seats Paul wasn't surprised to be seated next to Anita, having noted the way the tickets had been given out. Jason checked everyone was on board and in the correct seats. Then they were off ans soon heading into the tunnels through London before heading under the Thames and out into Kent.

Karen gave out some paper work to each pair, which included the day's travel details and a little information about how they would be working together in the current pairs throughout the trip. The journey would be to Lille then TGV to Angers. A meal in Angers and then a mini bus to the villa, the final destination. Apparently phone signals would deteriorate in the countryside and would be non-existent at the villa. There was no wifi either. So the advice was to make any calls or messages while still in the city and then turn phones off.

While they were in the channel tunnel Anita spoke quietly to Paul.

"Do you really think this is going to a clothes free week. I can't see this group being obvious nudists."

"Maybe not their usual dress code, true" replied Paul. "But what do nudists look like with their clothes on anyway?

"Good point." Anita laughed.

"I think I'll be quite surprised if that is not the case though. We will have to wait and see."

At the restaurant in Anger the tables were for four people so Anita and Paul were seated with another pair who appeared to be of similar age to each other rather than the big difference between Anita and Paul. They introduced themselves as Tom and Stella. The four of them got on quite well chatting during meal. After the main course Stella said somewhat conspiratorially

"Do you think we are going to be 'Au naturel' this week?"

Both Anita and Paul looked at each other then said "Yes" together.

"Only Tom doesn't think so, do you you Tom?"

"No I don't. I think they would had to make that clear from the outset."

"I think its one of the surprises or shocks that were promised. I think there were also some hints in the questions we were asked. I'd already said to Anita that I would be more surprised if that is not the case!."

Anita said "I think the table over there might be having a similar conversation. The lady facing me looks quite shocked!"

Deserts and coffee was served at this point. After the meal was finished Jason and Karen went round the tables to say that the transport would be arriving shortly so to make use of the facilities and use phones while it was still possible.

Jason saw the party onto the minibus in their buddy pairs and then off through the city and into the countryside beyond. The journey lasted over an hour on main roads but the roads became narrow and twisting. It was difficult see much as it was now dark. Eventually the minibus turned through some sort of gates and along a drive with tress pressing in on either side. It stopped outside what appears to be a large house. They were all ushered inside with their modest bags into a pleasant room with enough seating for them all.

Karen stood at the front to explain everything they needed immediately to know.

"I'm sorry its been a long day and I know you all have questions. First the plastic bags on the table here for you to but your passports, phones, credit cards and any other valuables. Please write you first name only on the outside. These will be locked away safely for our stay.

This holiday villa provides continental breakfast, light lunch snacks and evening meals. However the dress code, as some of you have worked out, is 'no clothing'. Maybe the first surprise of the project. But perhaps not! And now perhaps the first shock. The villa has 7 guest rooms."

There were a couple of sharp intakes of breath to that. But Karen continued

"You will be sharing with your buddy."

Someone said "You are joking right?"

"Absolutely not. Breakfast will be from 8 with a briefing at 9:30 tomorrow. Now please deposit your valuables. Jason will direct you to your rooms. Please remove all your clothing and store it away then get some well deserved sleep."

Initially, in shocked silence they followed the instructions. Anita looked at Paul and said "I did wonder." They got their room number and directions from Jason and hurried away from the noise that was now breaking out.

The room was fitted out as a typical holiday space with en-suite facilities, the villa details folder on the side and a wide double bed, or maybe two singles joined together.

"You seem pretty cool about this, Anita."

"We already figured we were going be seeing a lot of each other! We are getting on with each other pretty well anyway. We have to go with it. Do think its a problem for you?"

"No. It had crossed my mind on the train because of the way most holiday accommodation is set up. Actually the more I think about the what not to like!" Changing the subject he said "This seems to be a good room."

Anita was looking into the drawer unit, "I'll put my clothes in the top one and you use the next OK?" With that she started getting undressed, folding her things and putting them into the drawer. She then took her tooth brush and went into the bathroom. Paul tried not study her naked form, but failed somewhat.

Paul was still a little surprised as to how relaxed she was, but followed her example and had stowed his clothes away too by the time she had left the bathroom. When he returned from his visit she was already in bed, so he took the other side. As the bed was so wide they each had plenty of their own space. It had been a very tiring day and despite the strangeness of the situation they were both soon asleep.

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When Paul woke the next morning he was aware of someone in the bathroom. It look him a short while to realise where he was and make sense of his surrounding. When he opened his eyes again he saw Anita standing looking at the Information folder. As he was still laying down his eyes were more or less in line with her bum. What a great sight to wake up to! She must of heard hm stirring because she turned which meant he was looking at a quite different part of her anatomy!

"Morning, you're awake then! It says here that you shouldn't be doing that."

"Doing what?"

"Focussing on my naughty bits! There is an 'Etiquette for Nudists' page in here. I can guess what you were thinking."

"Sorry, I plead guilty to admiring the lovely view. But I'm not sure you know what I'm really thinking."

"So what where you thinking then. The Project notes make it clear we are to all be honest with each other!"

Paul was silent, but Anita persisted "Come on, share those wicked thoughts."

"OK then if you really want to know. I was thinking that is a lovely vulva that I'd like to explore with my tongue!"

"Oh OMG... I can't believe you would even want to do that."

"Don't worry I'm not about to jump you. I read the bit about respect. I'm not going to take advantage of this unusual situation."

"Um, oh..., but is that something you would really do. You like licking, doing oral?"

"'Fraid so. If you want to sit on my face I'll be happy to demonstrate! Sorry that's out of order, a joke."

Anita put the information folder back on the side and then came back towards the bed. "I think a demonstration is exactly what we need." With that she climbed onto the bed and swung her leg over his chest. He was surprised, shocked but it didn't stop him from grabbing her bum and pulling her towards him, kissing and licking the top of the inside of her thighs as he did so. He worked his tongue slowly round her outer lips, then back to her thighs, teasing her, back to her lips but all the time avoiding her hood. After a while he started running his tongue up, slightly separating her lips. Then between her inner and outer labia before finally opening her up and running over the top of her hood. Anita was beginning to moan and wiggle onto his mouth. He kept his hands on bum massaging her cheeks as much as he could in the current position. He kept up his assault with his tongue now paying more attention to her clit. She was gasping now, eaning forward and pressing down on his mouth. He brought his hands round to lift her up a bit so that he could breathe, then using his thumbs to work the sides of he clit area. He lift arm up and flicked on her engorged nipple. Suddenly she shook and cried out. He could feel her quivering and going limp.

After a minute or two she rolled over onto her side of the bed and collapsed. When she had finally got her breath back she looked over at him and muttered "Thank you, that was wonderful."

He leaned over and kissed her forehead, "Your welcome." As he did so he saw the digital clock by the bedside - 8:43. "Oh the time. We need to get a move on." He got out of bed.

"My turn to ogle now!" Anita said looking straight at his erection.

"I need a cold shower I guess. Then you will need another rinse off I imagine." He disappeared into the shower. When he came out he spent a few minutes checking out the notes in the Information folder before finding his flip-flops that they had been told to bring. He was ready to go, back to his normal state, when Anita emerged from the bathroom. They grabbed the towels that they needed for sitting on chairs and set off for the dining room.

When they got there it seemed that they were the last to arrive. Some people where still at the tables but others were already sitting outside on the terrace. There was a long table against the wall with plates, croissant, pastries and coffee. They helped themselves and looked for an unused place to sit. They saw Stella waving at them, indicating that there was no one else sharing their table.

"You two must have slept well." Stella said. "We were shocked by the arrangements."

"Did you expect this?" queried Tom. "Its a bit unsettling to say the least."

"You will soon get use to it. Paul and I just got our kit off and went to sleep. After the journey we were tired."

"You mean you slept in the nude? And in the same bed."

"Of course. That was what we told to do."

"Well we cheated a bit" said Stella "Kept our knickers on!"

"Not impressed" replied Paul.

Stella and Tom stood and collected their towels just as Karen came towards the table. She was naked like everyone else. She pulled up chair before sitting on the towel she with her.

"How are you two? Slept well I hope. You seem to be getting on with each other alright so far. Were you surprised or shocked by the arrangements?"

"We are fine thank you. We expected the nudity to be honest."

"But not the sleeping arrangements so much" added Paul. "Although we did have our suspicions."

"Does it bother you? Some other others seem to have found it a problem."

"No problem" they said in unison.

"Good to hear. You were the last down so I wondered if you had found it difficult. I'll see you outside for the briefing shortly." She look at each of them in turn and then walked away.

"Do you think that was a test?"

"You mean to check if I'd been misbehaving."

"I just thought she might be thinking we were getting on too well!"

They laughed and went out onto the terrace for the briefing. It was clear that some people were little uncomfortable without their clothes although some seemed more relaxed. They sat next to Tom and Stella who also seemed to be a bit calmer.

Jason led the briefing. Explaining that the first day was for settling in, so nothing too taxing. The plan was to walk in our pairs to explore the grounds to get our bearings and also find out about our buddy.. We would explore in our pairs as with everything else apparently. There was a map of the site in the information folders. First there was time return to the rooms to get comfortable and apply plenty of the provided sun protection. He advised special attention to the bits that didn't normally see the sun and to make sure our backs were protected. "You have a buddy to help. We don't want any sunburn." The following activity would be lunch from 12:30. The pool would be available to use once the site had been explored.

The group then split up and headed for their rooms or went to speak to Jason or Karen first.

Anita headed into the bathroom. When she emerged she was carrying the sunscreen. "Have you seen what's in the basket with this Paul?"

"No, I didn't bother to look earlier, too much of a rush."

"Another surprise. A lube dispenser and condoms!"

"Really? Mind you as this is a nudist facility miles from anywhere maybe its part of the normal toiletries supplied."

"Could be I suppose." Then she laughed. "But maybe its part of the study to see how sociable we get!"

They got on with applying the sun cream. It seemed a bit weird doing their nether regions.

"I suppose you want to do my front as well as my back, Paul?"

"Just your back, cheeky. We can't be late again."

They finished off each others backs and the studied the map. The estate looked quite large with what appeared to be wooded areas as well as more open spaces with paths or trails shown. There was a red line showing boundary of the property. The villa was obvious as well as the pool area with jacuzzis also marked. In a far corner of the property there was an area close to the woodland marked 'Zone spéciale'. When they got outside on to the terrace they could see some of the other pairs setting off in different directions. Karen was there and said "Try to keep away from others at much possible. You won't be able to avoid meeting, but don't form a group. See you later."

On the map a number of the path radiated out from the villa but there was also one that seemed to start a loop round the property. No one was headed for that so they set off to admire the beautiful surroundings.

Paul said "We're supposed to find out about each other, but we have shared quite a lot on the train."

Anita was silent for several moments "Paul, I'm feeling really guilty about this morning. I shouldn't have climbed on to you. You are a married man."

"You don't need to feel guilty. I effectively invited you to. If anyone should feel guilty it's me but my wife and I have not had sex for years."

"Oh, why not? Don't you get on or something?"

"No nothing like that. We are still very happy together. She finds penetration very uncomfortable however so we have just sort of given up on sex altogether. I do miss it though sometimes. So this morning was great. I enjoyed myself and I think you did too."

"No one has every made me climax by doing that. I fact my ex partner wouldn't even go down on me."

"That's not good. I bet he wanted you to lick his dick and give him a BJ."

"How did you guess!"

The path led out of the wood to a high hedge that had obviously been planted in a straight line. Then there was an entrance with a sign, Zone spéciale. It wasn't possible to see inside without following a path round a fence.

"We we told to explore all the facilities, Paul. Lets see what so special."

They walked into a spacious open area that had a wooden structure and fencing and hedges that enclosed the whole area. The structure was three sided so that it formed a sort of terrace. There were sun beds and parasols arranged outside. The structure contained shelving with towels and various containers. There was an outside shower area.

"Oh this something special. Look at this art work."

Paul had been looking round the outside "What is it?"

"Its a large pen and ink drawing of people having sex."

He came into the terrace and saw the framed image on the rear wall. It showed a women riding a guy but also there was another couple standing behind them watching the action. He was behind her and had one hand cupping her breast and the other much lower. It was obscured by the girl in the foreground but it was clear where it was.

"That's not a drawing, Anita. It's a photograph that has be rendered as an ink sketch. And that's not all, it was taken just outside. You can make out the edge of the building and the shelving inside."

"And look what is on the shelves, the same baskets that are in the shower room with what looks like the same sort of contents." Anita moved to examine one of the baskets. "Yes, sun cream, lube and condoms."

As they were considering this another pair came round the edge of the entrance fence. A black guy maybe mid 30s and an older white women.

"Hi. I'm Jimmy and this is Amanda. What is this place?"

"Paul and Anita, good to have some names."

"I think we will let you work out the purpose of the Zone. We will leave you to study."

Paul and Anita left and started back in the general direction of the villa. Once they were out of earshot Paul said "What do think. just public sex, swapping or group activities."

"Maybe all three. It certainly looks a free fun zone. If you are going to do it outside then you must expect an audience at the very least. It has been arranged to be hidden from general view, so you don't have to go there."

"True. There could all sorts of nudist couples coming here. Normal to outlandish!"

They walked of for some minutes in silence.

"Um. Paul are you planning to shag me later?"

"What! Was that a scared question or an invitation?"

"Mainly the later to be honest. I'm really horny after this morning and the thought of the Zone has made it worse!"

"Or better - more horny still?"

"I guess so, yes. I am slightly apprehensive though because I haven't for quite a while, plus the guilty bit about having another women's husband."

"Well the last bit is for me to worry about. She might not mind that much actually, although I'm not planning to tell her. What happens in villa stays in the villa. If you would like to have sex with me later then I'm not going to complain. But if you don't then so be it. Respect is part of the deal here."

"OK. I'll keep that in mind, but I think I am still going to be horny by bedtime!"

"Can we change the subject now or else I'm going to have a problem. I wonder how lunch will work."

They walked on to the pool area and noted that there were also a number of large hot tubs. Tom and Stella were in one and Stella invited them to join them. They climbed into the bubbling water and were glad to get out of the heat of the sun.

"That's better." said Anita "I needed to cool off."

"Do you burn then?" asked Stella "I suppose I sort of assumed people with darker skin like yours didn't have our problems with the sun."

"Absolutely we burn. Hence the sari. Cool but protective. I've never been to India as I was born and raised in the UK but I understand the logic. Plus I have some white heritage a generation back. But even Jimmy over there will be using sun cream."

Jimmy and Amanda were walking towards the villa. Stella turned to look at them. Paul thought was was to move the conversation on so he asked "How you b getting on with the dress code? You didn't seem very keen earlier Tom."

"I am beginning to feel little more comfortable I suppose. After all we are all in the same boat. You seem alright with it though Stella."

"Well I have been to a nudist beach way back in the past. My husband and I were on holiday in Corfu and had found a really nice beach not far from our hotel. It seemed almost deserted. It wasn't until we had been there for a while and more people had arrived that we realised. So eventually we took off our swimming costumes and went for dip. After that we went every day and came back home without tan lines. And before you ask we went back the following year!"

They all laughed at that as the gong sounded from the villa to tell them lunch was available. So they got out, dried off and headed for the dinning room. The two women were in front and Tom quietly asked Paul what they had made of the Zone spéciale.

"The zone of sin and pleasure, you mean. I expect they get all sorts of clients here, during the season."

"I hadn't thought of that, not for this week then."

"Probably not. But who knows what others may want to get up to!"

Once again the cold buffet meal was self service with no staff in evidence. As they were finishing Jason explained that the afternoon would be spent round the pool and hot tubs but that he and Karen would be having a chat with each of the group individually. He reminded everyone about sunscreen and mentioned that it was available next to the towel shelves by the pool. They all headed out to get sun beds and towels. Those that had been in the tubs before lunch needed to reapply sunscreen all over. Now they had to do so with an audience. Some were somewhat uncertain but others just got on with it seemingly totally unconcerned who might be looking. In any case generally no one was watching anyway.

Jason and Karen and took the first pair off for the chat. Karen taking the man and Jason the lady. They were gone for about 15 minutes. Then Tom and Stella. When they came back another pair went off. Anita turned to Stella, "What is that all about then?"

"A general chat about how we finding things, the nudity, the unfamiliar bedroom companion, the location. He took notes. There was also a simple questionnaire to fill in. Finally Jason asked what I made of the Zone spéciale."

"What did you say to that?"

"I told him it seemed to be a sex playground! He just said OK and that was it."

When it was Paul and Anita's turn it followed the format that Stella had outlined. On the way back to the pool they compared notes. Jason seemed particularly interested in how Anita was getting on with a much older man. Karen also had some questions about this topic with Paul. After they filled in the questionnaire they too where asked about the Zone. They both responded along the lines of the discussions they had with each other before lunch.

The rest of the afternoon passed sunbathing, or in the pool or the jacuzzis tubs. After the researchers had finished with everyone, Karen announced that dinner would be 7 pm and that the pool area would remain open but that the bedrooms could be used for rest or shower to be ready for the meal. By late afternoon the pool area was thinning out. Paul, Tom, Anita and Stella left together and headed to their rooms. Once they reached their own room Anita suggested they showered together.

"I like the sound of that, but I'm not sure its altogether a great idea. We can't be late for dinner."

"I wasn't suggesting too much fun just a little warm up. To get us in the mood for something else later."

"You're a bad influence on me. But come on, we can do each other's backs again."

"And fronts too this time."

They spent an unnecessary amount time removing all traces of sun cream from each other's bodies. So when they came out of the shower some 10 or 15 minutes later Paul was in no condition to be seen in public. Fortunately the clock showed 18:39. So there was time for him to return to a more flaccid state. When they reached the dinning room there were menu cards on the tables. Tom and Stella joined them. A young girl approached may 18 or 19 and asked in good English what they would like to drink. She had a note pad and pen that was all, she was wearing the same as them - nothing. She took drink orders from other tables too. She and a slightly older girl returned and served the drinks before taking food orders. When the food came out there was a third waitress, older. Anita said quietly to Stella "Mother and daughters do you think?"

"I would think so, they have very similar figures."

Tom interjected "Their figures are not doing much good for my blood pressure!"

"I can sort out your blood pressure later!" Then she added "I'm a nurse after all."

Anita and Paul looked at each and laughed at the innuendo.

After dinner they were free to use the bar and the other facilities around the villa. Paul and Anita got drinks. The older of the two girls was serving and was clearly quite used to being naked, she had no tan lines at all. They then went out onto the terrace and sat for a while.

They could just see that Tom and Stella were headed for the hot tubs

"Do you think Stella's 'blood pressure' remark was just a joke? Tom looked a bit shocked" Paul asked.

"I'm not sure, perhaps she does intend to give him some relief later. I can't quite work her out. She is wearing a wedding ring but seems a bit flirty all the same. Talking of that, how long do you think we need to stay around? I need to take care of your 'blood pressure' soon!"

"Well I can't see either Jason or Karen, and no one else will be checking."

They finished their drinks and then walked down the terrace to the door that led back inside to the staircase. As soon as they got into their room Anita pushed Paul onto the bed and attacked him. First running her tongue along the underside of his cock before taking the rapidly growing tip into her mouth slowly caressing him. She took more of him into her mouth bobbing up and down.

"Ugh. I'm not going be able last long if you keep doing that. Ohh."

She let him slip out. "That won't do. I need you inside me, I'm soaking. I've been thinking about this since this morning!"

"Lets get a condom. Hopefully I'll last longer that way."

Anita nipped into the shower room and came back with a packet. "I got a ribbed one."

She proceeded to open it and quickly rolled it on down his shaft, before straddling him and guiding him into her willing opening. With Anita ridding him cowgirl he was able to fondle her breasts and tweak her nipples. Then he used his thumb to work her clit has she slid up and down. She was beginning to moan. He kept working her tits and clit, alternating his hands to the targets. She flopped forward so that she was hardly moving but total impaled. He could still circle her clit but now also suck on her nipples. He felt her shake as he licked around her areola. She collapsed onto his chest. He held tight letting her recover, keeping their bodies joined. After a short while she said "Oh that was good. Can you manage another position? How about doggie?"

"Happy to try but not sure how I will last. You've got me well wound up."

With a bit of experimenting the found a position to suit them both and he carefully entered her from behind. He found he could also stimulate her with his fingers as he slowly thrust back and forth, trying not to go to fast. He wanted to prolong the fun as long as possible. The slow full stokes seemed to suit her and she was moaning again. He used his fingers as much as he could and she seemed to be getting close. "Oh hell... Agh..." He picked up his pace and very soon they both climaxed more or less together. Paul held onto the condom as she sank forward and they both collapsed onto the bed exhausted.

"Well that was great fun. I never expected to shag a guy old enough to be my father."

"Grandfather more like! I hope we didn't disturb the neighbours. We got a bit noisy at the end!"

"Oh hell. I think its Stella and Tom next door and we will have to face them at breakfast."

"Maybe they are misbehaving too. We'll see what tomorrow brings."