A Honeymoon Cuckolding – Part III

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Sean and his father-in-law sat in the conservatory enjoying a beer while Ginny and her Mum sat in the kitchen going through the holiday photographs as lunch cooked. Ginny thought she had taken out the ones of her with the three other men but she had missed the one with Charles. Her mum was quick to pick up on it. “And who’s this?” Ginny blushed. “He… he was just some guy we had met in a restaurant.” The smile on her mum’s face told her that she didn’t believe her. “That’s Jackson’s Seafood Bar isn’t it?” Ginny was taken by surprise. “Yes, how do you know?” “Your dad and I have been there a few times.” Ginny was gobsmacked. “I… I never knew that. When did you go there?” “When we were out there in April.” “B… but you went to the Canaries.” Her mum smiled. “Did we? Parents don’t tell their children everything you know. They have their secrets too!” Ginny didn’t know what to say. Yes, her mum and dad went away a couple of times a year. Even when she was a child they used to have holidays away on their own as well as the family holiday with her. She would have a holiday with her Gran and Grandad when they went away on their own. “What did you think of the apartment?” Her mum asked interrupting her thoughts “It… it was nice, why?” “Nice and roomy. Facilities okay?” “Y… yes, why?” “It will be yours one day.” “You mean…” “Dad and I bought it a few years almanbahis back as an investment. We have a holiday company that let it out for us but any time you fancy break there let us know and I’ll make sure it’s free for you both.” Ginny was speechless. She had so many questions running through her mind; so many things she needed answers to but they were sort of questions that she probably wouldn’t even put to her best friends let alone her mum. “Thanks.” Was her only response. Her mum handed her back the photos with the one with Charles lying on top of the pile. “He looks a nice guy,” she commented with a smile. “Yes.” “Well, I’m glad you had a good holiday,” he mum smiled. “It’s a good recipe for a happy marriage, getting away from it all once in a while and letting your hair down and having fun.” Later that evening she told Sean about her conversation with her mum. He seemed to take it in his stride. “You don’t think…?” she asked. Sean shrugged his shoulders. “It’s not a road I would venture down,” was his response. “Anyway, it’s their lives and just like ours, it’s no one else’s business.” Ginny let his response filter through for a few minutes and then her face broke into a smile. “Yeah, you’re right,” she laughed. “No doubt we’ll have to hide our lifestyle from our children some day in the future.” “And I’m sure your mum and dad will look after the grandchildren almanbahis yeni giriş while we are away.” She laughed loudly. “I wonder if Gran and Grandad had any inkling.” “That’s assuming something was going on!” Ginny laughed again. “Point taken!” They went to bed early that night. Ginny was still fired up with memories of Charles. There were many of their fucks that were still fresh in her mind but the one that constantly revolved was the final one; their final fuck in the shower on the morning they left. They had already had, what she thought at the time, was their final copulation in her bed but Charles became horny again in the shower. He scooped her up with his arms under the thighs and held her against the shower wall. His cock seemed to automatically find her opening and she sank down onto it. His strong arms held her in place and his powerful thigh muscles held them both steady as his muscular buttocks drove his erection hard and fast into her. She came hard, losing control time and time again. Afterwards, as he disengaged and let her back down onto her feet she kissed him and clung to him. “You will come over to England and fuck me won’t you,” she said. “You’re not just saying it are you?” Charles shook his head before he kissed her. “If I say I will come. I will come,” he responded firmly. “But I want you to myself when I do I come over.” almanbahis giriş “What do you mean by that?” His hand found itself between her legs and he patted her mound. “This belongs to me for the whole of my stay.” “You mean that Sean can’t have sex with me?” He nodded. “I want it to be just me and you.” “But he will be there.” “I know,” he responded, ”but not in the bedroom with us. He will be sleeping in the spare room.” “Okay,” she responded as his fingers stroked her sex. “I’ll… I’ll have to…” “Discuss it with him?” he cut in. She nodded. “Of course you must but when I cuckold a husband I like do it properly.” “It depends on exactly what you mean by properly.” He smiled and slipped a couple of fingers inside her bringing a soft moan from her lips. “That will become self evident as we progress.” “Mmmm,” she murmured, “sounds interesting.” His fingers dug deeper inside her. “It will be.” Fingers were touching her sex again but they were Sean’s and not Charles’s. “You’re very wet.” He commented. She turned and kissed him.“I know.” “I take it that you are thinking about Charles?” Her hand reached for his erection. Ginny had quickly learned that holding his cock while talking about sex with another man excited him. “I can’t wait to get fucked by Charles again.” Sean’s cock jerked in her hand. “W… what is it about him?” he asked. “Is it his size? Is it the way he fucks?” “It’s a combination of things,” she responded. “But primarily it’s because he uses me for his pleasure.” “I… I thought women preferred to be made love to, not used in bed.” Ginny kissed him once again.

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