Part 4 here:
https://www.fabswingers.com/forum/stories/1635415
Dale returned to the cabin with coffee for them both, Helen had been showered and was standing wearing a bright pink bikini.
'What the fuck are you doing?' he asks, clearly annoyed
'I, I assumed, we were finished? I was about to head to the pool deck'
'Finished? I will tell you when I am finished!' Handing Helen a cup of coffee, 'have a break yes, but we are far from finished, we still have almost 4 hours before those two are back'.
Dale's attitude takes Helen by surprise, but turns her on immediately, knowing that she is going to be fucked again.
Dale strips off, his cock still semi-hard, sipping his coffee. Helen sits next to him, 'I don't know how much more I can take' she giggles, 'Jon never fucked me like that, ever, it would have been over in minutes with him'
They finish their coffee, Helen telling Dale all about how disappointing the sex is with me, then Dale stands, and demands she sucks him until he is hard again.
'What if I refuse?' she teases
'Then I will have to get rough' Dale says sternly, really meaning it
Helen tries to hide a smile, taking a sip from her empty cup. Dale notices, stands up, grabs a fistful of her hair and pulls her to her knees, 'get me hard slut, I need to fuck MY pussy again'
Helen opens her mouth willingly, her make up now all washed off and her face looking fresh again. Sucking gently on the tip of his cock, holding his balls, looking up and making eye contact as she pulls gently, taking his shaft all the way in.
'Thats it slut, get me fucking hard, and don't ever assume I am finished until I tell you I am'
Just then, a knock on the door and in walks Samuel, the cabin stewart. We had made good friends with Samuel the past few days, always a friendly smile and a hello when we saw him. Asking where we were going or what we were doing that day. Samuel stops in his tracks, 'Oh, I am sorry Miss Helen, Mr Jon, I didnt realise you were inside'.
Dale looks over to him 'Its ok, we're just making the most of some time without our own partners' then laughs
Samuel goes bright red, realising it is not me with my wife, Dale's cock still deep in Helen's mouth.
Helen pulls back, 'its ok Samuel, Jon knows, there's nothing to be shocked at' and starts sucking on Dale again.
'You're a lucky man Mr' he says, and walks out
Dale bends Helen over and pushes his cock against her pussy, gliding in easily and starting to fuck her gently, his hand reaching round playing with her clit as he fucks. Helen begs him to go harder, wanting it in ways I can never manage. Dale slaps her arse hard 1...2....3.......4.......5 times making my wife cum as her arse stings and burns bright red. The slaps so hard Samuel could hear them the other side of the cabin door.
'I'm going to fuck your arse' he warns Helen, 'and that's not a question, it's a statement'
Back on the bus, myself and Sarah are onto our 4th vineyard and our 8th glass of wine, both pretty pissed now. The heat of the sun making the wine flow down very easily. Sarah seemingly forgetting about Dale and his illness. |
