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Chapter 22: Carl
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 22: Carl - A young husband learns he has the power to grant permission, and his young wife learns how to take advantage of it.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Cuckold Sharing Wife Watching Group Sex Anal Sex Double Penetration Voyeurism Big Breasts
After Stein fucked my wife unconscious right next to my pathetic ass, I went out and walked around the deck to clear my head. I was not sure I could watch that anymore. It was sexy as hell, but also embarrassing.
As we neared the marina, I went and sat near the two of them. Charlotte was still on his lap with her face in his neck as he caressed her back. She didn’t even look at me or acknowledge my existence.
“You have great hands, Harry,” she said. “I love how you touch me.” The dagger pushed deeper into my heart. I tried two or three times to say something, but couldn’t get the words out of my mouth.
“Princess,” I finally said. “We’re almost back. We need to get ready to go home now.”
“Why don’t you come back once we’ve docked,” Stein said. “She’s a bit overcome never having had a nut like that before.”
What could I do but walk away. I was standing by the rail watching the dock get closer. Lynn came and stood by me. “I’m sorry, Carl, about earlier. I didn’t know this wasn’t a free-for-all. I just thought you were both ... available.”
“I’m not. I never was and never will be.”
“I hope my traveling to Omaha with you this week isn’t a problem.”
“What? You’re not going to Omaha.”
“Sorry, but the boss wants me to hire those new engineers that you needed. I have no choice.”
Oh, that’s not good. Charlotte is already jealous of everyone. Once we docked, I gathered my dazed wife and took her home. She sat in the passenger seat head against this window with a winsome smile on her pretty face, until I spoke.
“Did you have a good time?” I asked sarcastically.
“I loved the sex with Harry, if that’s what you mean, but not you flirting with those sluts,” she said a little sharply.
“Flirting?”
“I saw you. All day long!”
“How could you see anything with Stein on top of you the whole day? And now he’s Harry, by the way. I guess we got past his intimacy issues.”
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