A Honeymoon Cuckolding – Part V

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Ginny was putting the finishing touches to making the bed when Charles emerged naked from the en-suite bathroom. She looked up at him, drying himself as he walked towards her. Her knees felt weak. His limp but huge manhood swung from side as he walked and his taut thigh muscles rippled with each step. His strapping arm and chest muscles also rippled with the movements of the towel across his body. He looked awesome. He was awesome. He had fucked her three times in quick succession once inside her home. There was no preamble as he dropped his luggage on the floor by the front door. “Where’s the bedroom?” Were his first words after she closed the door behind them. She kissed him and he held her for a few seconds before asking again. “Bedroom?” She got the message, as well as a slap on the bottom as she turned and moved towards the stairs. He was already undressing before he got to the bedroom. She watched him tug the rest of his clothes off and then stood still as he stripped her. There wasn’t much to remove anyway; a pink button down dress and a white see through bra. Her matching panties were somewhere in the car, having been made to remove them before they set off from the airport car park for home. He pushed her back onto the bed and nuzzled his face between her thighs. “Mmmm, coochie juice,” he exclaimed. “Been waiting for this a long, long time.” Orgasms flowed driving her into a state of delirium before he mounted her. Pushing her legs up into the air, he drove hard and fast almanbahis into her. She looked up at him and saw that look again; that leer-like smile with lust in his eyes. He was using her again; using her for his sexual satisfaction. He was only interested in her coochie. Ginny was in heaven. He fucked her twice more afterwards before they fell asleep. She woke before him. Charles was lying on his back uncovered and she was tempted to take him in her mouth. She was tempted to rouse him again; resurrect his manhood and mount him but he was in a deep sleep. It would be a shame to wake him. She couldn’t sleep much longer so she got up, showered and dressed again. Then she went and made some coffee before speaking to Sean. It was lunch time and he could talk. He wanted a blow by blow account and she gave it to him. She even told him about Charles pulling back her dress as she drove along the motorway and touching her. She also told him about the lorry driver that nearly drove into them as he looked down from his cab at them. Ginny had tried to close her legs but Charles pushed them wide apart and played with her as the driver looked down, open mouthed, at her. A few hours later she heard Charles moving about in the bedroom above and went up to him but he had already found the shower. “Sleep well?” She asked him as he reached her. He smiled. “Yeah, I was kind of tired.” She kissed him. “Jet lag.” He put his arm around her and reached down to feel under her dress. “You retrieved your almanbahis yeni giriş panties then?” She laughed. “Yes, they were lying on the back seat of the car. I just hope that no one saw them.” He laughed as he began to hook his thumbs inside the waistband of them. His cock was starting to harden against her. “Have I made the bed in vain?” She asked him. He shook his head. “Not this one, at least.” He told her. “Sean’s bed?” He nodded. Ginny took him by the hand and led him away. Fifteen minutes later the first wet patch had been formed on the mauve sheet and a further twenty minutes later another one had been made but even wetter this time and spread wider. Charles smiled and then made her sit up. “Let’s get it as wet as possible for him.” Ginny felt his cum oozing from her as she sat up with knees raised against her chest. “You quite like cuckolding don’t you?” she said as she reached for his erection. “You enjoy the humiliation part of it.” He smiled as his fingers reached between her legs. Ginny sighed as they penetrated her. “The cuckold enjoys it too,” he offered. “They like the humiliation. Sean will lie here tonight and feel the wetness. It will be uncomfortable but his mind will run riot as he thinks about how it got there.” Ginny reached for his growing erection. “I… I don’t want Sean hurt,” she told him. “I love him and I will only go as far as he is willing to go.” He kissed her, “That’s fine with me,” he responded. “It’s just a case of seeing almanbahis giriş how far he will go.” “And how far is far?” He thought for a moment. “There’s only one ultimate act in my book and I have yet to accomplish that.” “And that is?” Charles’s hand moved to her belly and began to rub. It took her a few moments before she understood. “You don’t mean…” He nodded. Th… that’s some… “ “I know,” he cut in. “It’s the ultimate, having your Bull make you pregnant.” “But you’re… “ “Black, I know” Charles cut in again. “It’ll be like having the word ‘Cuckold’ written across his forehead. And as for you… well.” Ginny gasped. “Everyone will know you’ve been fucking a black guy.” “I don’t think Sean would want to go that far.” “And you?” Ginny looked at him. That look was back in his eyes again and his cock was fully hard now. She felt a surge of sexual excitement inside. Charles would love to make her pregnant, she knew that. There would be no stopping him if she gave him her consent. She could just imagine the constant fucking she would get until the deed was done. “It… it would have to be Sean’s decision,” she told him. “It’s his right to be the father of my children.” Ginny nodded as his fingers returned to her sex and slipped inside her. “But would you grant me that privilege if Sean was okay with it?” She didn’t need to respond, it was self evident. She reached for his hardness. “Please fuck me.” Charles emitted a deep groan and reached for her thighs to pull her back down into the bed. Ginny’s thighs instinctively opened very wide to take him. Ten minutes later another wet patch was made in Sean’s bed. Sean was eager to get home from work and didn’t hang around when work time finished.

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