Chapter 1

My wife’s first initiation to kinky sex games happened on when on holiday. Although to be quite honest she didn’t even know about it the first time. We were on a touring holiday in Scotland, in a large motor home camper. We were parked in a site in the highlands, north of Perth somewhere.

We had walked up half a mile from the site to see the Salmon ‘jumping’ up through a hydro dam via several concrete pools, a ‘Salmon ladder’. It was good, quite interesting. On our way back to the Caravan Park on foot we called in at least three of the local pubs for a drink. The last one near the site had a sort of ‘Tourist’ type Scotch whisky notice on a shelf purporting that it held the best half dozen malts in Scotland. It offered that anyone who could get along the shelf of malt whiskies and identify them again, by their taste alone, would get each second correct ‘dram’ free. We both liked malt whisky, so we had a go. Sadly both of us failed badly and it cost me a fortune in ‘Dram’s. Although I was more used to drinking Scotch and got more right than Jenny did, her throwing down the six large whiskies in less than an hour had a rapid effect on her sobriety. She was totally drunk.

I talked her into leaving the pub, apologising to the landlord as we left, as Jenny was accusing him of cheating, demanding a second taste of one of his free malts in the whisky bet. By the time we had staggered across home into the site I was practically carrying her.

I had parked our motor home on its own, well from the others on purpose. I’d left it parked right up at the end, under some secluded trees, mainly so I could piss outside at the back of it instead of filling up our chemical toilet or walking to the toilet block. It also gave us some privacy for any sexy games that we often played when on holiday. Jenny was always randy as hell in hot weather, especially on holiday when sleeping in our Camper van, she would really ‘let herself go’ away from our friends and people who knew us. If tipsy on holiday she sometimes even fantasised about someone watching us through the van’s flimsy net curtains while she played with herself ‘for’ me. While that was really great in fantasy talk, in reality I didn’t really want her to put on a show for any random passing old pensioner going to the toilet block, it would have given them a heart attack. So I pulled the curtains, for what they were worth, as they hardly touched.

Sex clearly wasn’t happening this night anyway when we finally got back to the motor home. I opened a bottle of cold Prosecco from the fridge and hopefully put something ‘cheeky’ on the TV disc player. Jenny had drained her full glass of Prosecco almost before I had turned around, and was slurring her speech badly. The Lagers, Whisky and then Prosecco had clearly caught up with her, as her head suddenly flopped onto her shoulder. Disappointed I tried to rouse her but she was gone, quite out of it, now snoring away gently.

It was a very hot summer night and she was only wearing her flimsy loose shorts with little skimpy knickers underneath, almost a thong.

I vainly tried to play with her pussy, putting my hand up inside her shorts but she was clearly well and truly passed out cold, comatose. Not even a moan, even when wet my finger and slipped it gently inside her, nothing.

Disappointed I turned off the Dvd player and went outside for a pee, it was after midnight but as I went around the back of the van and I almost fell over the stranger who was as standing just outside our van window. He made no move to run away, on the contrary, he just stood still there and looked at me in a friendly sort of way, then even walked round to the door to the motor home, looking back at me in a quizzical way. On a sudden kinky impulse I opened the door and invited him back up into the van with me. I offered him a drink first, he drank it then he kept looking across at my passed out wife. I leaned over and gently pulled Jenny’s loose shorts up a little then her panties over to one side, showing him her naked pussy which was still gaping apart slightly from me slipping my finger up into her. I did it again, while he watched intently I gently stoked her slit, then I held her cunt gently apart with both thumbs, finally pushing two fingers up into her as the stranger came closer and watched what I was doing intently. Eventually after I’d motioned him towards her with my hand he eventually if hesitantly joined in. He put his head between her legs and licked at her pussy. My passed out wife didn’t say anything or wake up but was moaning in her sleep so I grabbed my phone and quickly snapped a load of pictures of her getting well and truly licked for the best part of five minutes. Passed out or not, even dreaming my wife was by now clearly enjoying this oral stimulation, her breath was quickening and she moaned, despite being in her deep sleep, it must have been a nice dream judging by her sigh’s and sexy murmurs, but she was still quite obviously asleep. At least I think so.