Chapter 10

Abby went to the washroom and tried to clean up her ass, dripping the odd clump of Rob’s cum, and he washed off his cock from fucking her. She hopped up onto the counter, spreading her legs. She worked his cock into her and fucked for a moment, sharing several kisses.

“I can’t get enough of your big cock!” She panted between kisses.

“And I can’t get enough of your very tight pussy and ass. What a fucking body!”

Abby and Rob reluctantly returned, and everyone relaxed in the hot tub, with Susan wanting another session with Brad.

Brad stood, offering his hand to Abby. She took it, and they stepped from the tub. He handed her a towel, and her eyes questioned what they were going to do as they dried off. Rob and Susan felt awkward, and perhaps an argument was about to ensue.

Brad handed Abby her thong bikini. “We’re going for a walk, if you’d like to join us.” Brad stepped into his Speedo and put on a T-shirt. Abby grabbed a white cotton spider web-shaped cover-up to keep the cool breeze off her shoulders but showed her bare ass.

“Maybe we will in a few minutes,” Susan replied, sensing something was wrong.

Abby remained silent as Brad took her hand, and they began walking along the lighted path. “What’s the saying, red sky at night, sailor’s delight?” He said this, stopping to gaze at the setting sun.

“It is beautiful,” she replied, looking from the horizon to the side profile of her love.

“Yes, she is very beautiful,” he said, turning and taking her in her arms.

“And he is very handsome!” Abby embraced her love and kissed him. She slipped her hand inside his suit and released his cock and balls. “Just like home,” she smiled.

“It seems so long ago, but only a week ago.”

“Did you bring me out here to talk about Rob fucking me so much?”

“Did you come with me to talk about me fucking Susan more than you?”

“No.”

“Neither did I. We never expected Monique, Jamin, Rob, and Susan to happen to us on our honeymoon. As I’ve said before, I find your sexuality stimulating; you love cock and pussy sometimes together. You are so sensually beautiful and do have the best-looking ass!” He said this, patting her bare cheek.

“Rob may be fucking it, but my ass belongs to you. I thought you’d be mad at me for letting him fuck me so much on our honeymoon.”

“Should I be mad at you?”

“Most husbands would be.”

“I’m not like most husbands. Are you mad at me for fucking Susan so much?”

“No, I’m proud that you’re an incredibly good lover.”

“And I’m lucky that the woman most men would give their left nut to fuck is my wife.”

Abby chuckled lightly, kissing him. “I love you!”

“I love you too! Imagine what Rob and Susan are thinking. They go away to celebrate twenty years of a very loving and sexy marriage, only to end up fucking us more than each other.”

Abby had to laugh. “That’s one of the things that first drew me to you—your ability to see both sides of an issue.”

Abby led him to a nearby bench underneath a light pole, had him sit, and straddled his thighs. She pulled the crotch of her thong aside and tried to stuff his cock in her pussy. She looked in both directions, seeing no one, and went to her knees, sucking fast and hard on his cock. Satisfied that it was hard enough, she mounted him.

Her hand managed to press his cock far enough into her, and she began to fuck her husband. His hands became her seat as he helped her. A couple approached, and Abby stopped. She and Brad kissed as they walked past. She gave him the look of mischief as he felt him flexing his cock in her pussy.

Abby resumed fucking her love, this time distracted by Rob and Susan approaching them.

“If you were going to fuck outside, you should have told us; we would have joined you!” Susan joked.

“Is everything okay with our newly married friends?” Rob asked.

“Couldn’t be better,” Abby smiled, kissing Brad, continuing to ride his cock.

“Ron and I had a little talk about how we’d planned on having a sex-filled anniversary vacation. We didn’t expect to be having it with a beautiful young couple on their honeymoon.”

“Maybe we should at least start off sleeping with our own husband, but that doesn’t mean we’ll wake up like that,” Susan suggested with a hint of a smile.

Abby motioned Rob closer, boldly revealing his cock, and began sucking on it and riding Brad’s cock. A moment later, she lifted off Brad’s cock, stiff and slick with their juices. “I believe his cock belongs to you,” she said, smiling at Susan.

“I think you’re right!” She smiled, mounting him, pulling aside the crotch of her thong, and taking in his cock.

“And this is my cock!” Abby said, having Rob sit and straddling him, slipped his cock into her.