Fred
Copyright© 2019 by Bondi Beach
Chapter 8
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 8 - Matt met Sarah on Sarah's honeymoon. He helped her see the truth about her marriage. Now, for their twenty-fifth wedding anniversary, Matt and Sarah and Fred return with their adult children to the island where Matt and Sarah first met. Their marriage grew in ways they did not expect. NOTE: Please check the codes before you read. The story includes some light MM, oral, no anal. Theirs is a blended family; there is no incest. "Fred" is a sequel to "Sarah's Honeymoon."
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Ma/Ma Consensual Romantic
[Harper’s journal]
ON THE ROAD
On the road to S-- Julian and I doze in the back seat in happy exhaustion. In truth I am a little sore from our vigorous explorations over the last three days. Julian suffers as well. His enthusiasm matches my own and we threw ourselves happily off the metaphorical precipice in consummating our love. This morning we mounted each other almost until dawn, and I watched the night sky turn grey while Julian held my hips and pinned me in front of my open window. The lightest of cool breezes brushed my breasts and crinkled my nipples as I shook from Julian’s thrusts. He and I are evenly matched.
When I come out of my doze for a moment I see Mom look back at us and smile. She notes our hands entwined and turns to Dad. I can’t hear her whisper but when he checks the rear-view mirror his eyes catch mine and he smiles. They know now, if they did not know before, when Julian stayed overnight with me in my bedroom, but I am proud of our love and I am not ashamed. I smile back and I am content. Julian remains asleep.
We unload my boxes and clothes at the house first. Miriam and Eloise are expected later this afternoon. At Julian’s dorm we brave the frenzy of incoming freshmen, boxes, parents, a grandparent or two, plus an assortment of siblings and welcoming upperclassmen, to reach Julian’s room with our own armfuls of stuff. José Luis, Julian’s roommate, is already there and unpacked. They’re pretty similar in build and appearance, and I know from their emails José Luis is a swimmer like Julian. He’s almost as good-looking. They shake hands and embrace, a little awkwardly, the way boys and men do. I greet José Luis with a hug as well and he responds with enthusiasm. He’s more formal with Mom and Dad.
Just before our final good-byes, Mom and Dad lead us over to a bench under some trees beside the parking lot next to Julian’s dormitory. They sandwich us, Mom on one side, Dad on the other, and I know what is coming. I’m right.
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