Date: Sun, 9 Feb 2014 19:35:58 +0100
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Me, Carol and Raoul. Part three.

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       Part three.

  On leaving the Registry Office, I took her along to a jewellers, and
there, bought her an engagement ring plus two wedding rings, me having,
before we left home, had taken off that one that had been placed on my
finger the day I had married Maureen.

    Carol hugged my arm the whole way home and couldn't wait to pull me
upstairs, only this time, she pulled me into my own bedroom that she would
then be sharing with me. It didn't surprise me that she got her clothes off
well before I got mine off, and seeing that lovely naked body that was
revealed, gave me an erection that she saw when I too was finally
naked. She licked her lips with her tongue and took hold of my hard cock
and led me to the bed that I hadn't slept in the night before.

    She let go of me so that she could pull down the bed covers before
getting on and waited for me to join her. This I did in one sense, having
her half roll onto me to kiss and pulled up my hand and placed it on one of
her tits while she then took hold of my cock to rub it as we kissed.

    `I want you to cum in my mouth first as I want to really get the taste
of you and then when you're ready again, you can then put this lovely cock
in between my other lips,' she said as she moved off of me and slithered
down the bed and holding my erection upright, took me into her mouth.

    I gave out a groan as I felt her lips push my foreskin down so that she
could run her tongue over the exposed head, teasing the G string again and
making my body quiver with her doing this as she also sucked on the head as
she rubbed the skin up and down over the hard flesh that it covered. She
held it firmly in her hand as she sucked, teased and rubbed it until I
reached the point of releasing my seed.

    `I'm cumming,' I gasped, and felt her lips tighten round the base of
the head as my hips began to lift up and let go of my cum to fill her mouth
for her to taste before she swallowed it. I was in heaven with her doing
this to me, Maureen only ever having done this to me twice in all the years
we had been married. My body stopped moving when I had given her my all and
could feel my cum being moved round the head of my cock before I felt the
suction as she then swallowed it all without taking her lips off of my
cock. She continued to squeeze and suck on me until she had taken in all
that I had to give and got a final kiss on the head before she came back up
the bed to let my cock wilt until it was ready for more sex.

  `That was lovely Dick. You have a nice taste and it really was a
mouthful,' she said between the kisses she gave me. Of course I kissed her
in return as I stroked her back as she ran her hand down by the side of my
chest. It wasn't long before I rolled her over so that I could kiss and
suck on the nipples of her tits and even giving them a nibble, making them
come up as hard as nuts. I didn't stop there, but continued my kisses
whilst using my tongue to run along the underside of her breasts. Then
moving down to tongue and kiss her stomach and down further into her muff
that gave out that adorable smell of her sex. I tongued my way through the
soft hairs and moved in between her legs that she opened for me

   My arms went under her thighs so that I could bring my hands up over
them to hold open the thick labia lips to get my tongue inside to excite
and rasp over her clit, making her groan at me doing so. I was muff diving,
poking my tongue back and forth inside her vagina while still running my
tongue over the clit to raise it up to be a small solid piece of flesh. It
was my shoulders that stopped her from squeezing her legs together so that
I could still breathe between my tongue's forays into her lovely sex
chamber.

    I kept this up until I could feel her body start quivering and begin to
shake and finally got her to have an orgasm, making her body shake and
bounce, almost dislodging me from what I was doing. Her fluids came out and
swamped my mouth, almost choking me it came in such a rush, but managed to
keep my mouth and tongue there to guide it for me to suck and swallow what
she had issued. It was quite sweet and delicious enough to swallow after
having had the taste. Her body finally relaxed and no longer tried to break
my shoulder blades which then gave me space to move and lift myself up now
that she'd had her orgasm.

    I made a wet trail up her body by wiping my lips clean of her juices
until I was up and again lying on top of her, the nipples of her breasts
still as hard as nuts raking my chest as I covered them with my chest.

    `Oh you darling!' she exclaimed when I was close enough for her hands
to pull my head down for her to kiss me before giving me a line from an old
song. "Give me another one, just like the other one, give me another one
pleeeese." I gave out a laugh.

    `Well it's going to take a little longer my sweet, but there again, you
could help me in that for you've got two hands,' I told her, and she gave
me a smile back and pushed me off of her so that I was then on my back, my
semi hard cock lying up on my stomach. She sat up and so I had one hand
rubbing my cock and the other my balls. From past experience, I knew that
her hand playing with my balls wasn't going to help, but as I liked her
doing it, didn't say so.

    `What's a tit roll?' she asked me out of the blue.

    `Pardon?'

    `A tit roll. I heard one of the girls at the University say this the
other day but didn't catch what the other girl said. What is it?' she
asked.

    `Well it's for a man to get astride of a females body and place his
erection between the two breasts of the female. She then squeezes her tits
together so that only the head of the man's cock is visible. The man then
starts to move his body, making his cock move back and forth between the
pressed tits until he cums. That's so the girl can see it shoot out of his
cock. I idea is then to see how much of the man's cum she can catch in her
mouth without it plastering itself all over her face.'

    `Can we try that? Not now,' she said, feeling that my cock was now as
hard as it was going to be at the mere thought of giving her a tit
roll. `I'd rather have what you've now got up inside me.' And so, she
released my erection for me to move myself across her, finding her legs
already open and waiting. I didn't need a hand to guide me where it was to
go and so lifted myself up onto my elbows and moved my hips up, feeling the
head probe her entrance, and with a swift thrust, entered to a gasp from
her as I filled her until our pubes met before pausing. `Thank the Lord for
what I have just received. Dick's dick.'

    As she lifted her legs up high, my hands went under her shoulders and
began to fuck my future wife. With me really humping her, I soon had her
fingernails digging into my back as she began to lift herself up underneath
me and give out a little scream as she had another orgasm. This triggered
me off to then unload my cum into her supine body to finish up panting as
heavily as she was, both of us trying to get more oxygen into our lungs. As
I lay on her heaving breasts, I realised that in less than twenty four
hours, I'd had sex with Carol more than I would have done with Maureen over
a month, and the day hadn't even finished yet for in another hour I would
be giving her a tit roll.

    With me lifting myself up off of Carol, we had that sucking noise of
our sweaty bodies parting before I rolled over onto my back, her having
more energy than me, quickly moved down the bed and began to suck on my wet
cock. My mind asked the question if Carol was really a nymphomaniac? For if
she was, within the space of a year, I would be a wreck of an old man.

    When she'd finished seeing to cleaning up my cock, she came up and we
kissed and stroked each other for the next hour until she was able to raise
me up enough for her to have the experience of a tit roll. I felt like an
old man already as I got astride of her body and shuffled myself further up
and supporting my body with my stretched out arms, I lowered my hips down
for my cock to lie between her lovely breasts. Her hands then came up to
each side of them and pushed them together, trapping my cock in between
them.

    `Okay Dick. Let's see you cum,' she said giving me a smile, opening and
closing her mouth like a goldfish in a bowl. I began to move in the same
mode as if I was fucking her in the normal fashion, but we both could now
see the bright red head of my cock emerge from between her tits with every
forward movement, the eye winking before disappearing back between her
tits.

    It took me at least three or four minutes before I felt my sap start to
rise and gasped that I was about to cum and she opened her mouth as much as
she could. I watched the first emission of my cum shoot out of my cock only
to miss her mouth, hitting her upper lip and nose, making her give out a
snort. The second shot was right on target and went into her open mouth,
but only caught half of the third shot as it came out, the other half
hitting her chin. As did the fourth shot with the fifth one missing her
face completely, landing on her neck as the last remains dribbled out of my
cock.

    I saw her swallow what she had caught and was trying to lick some off
her upper lip as she released her breasts for me to move off of her and
fall over onto my back. Silly thing to do, for she then came on top of me
and smeared my mouth and face with my own cum as she kissed me. I was
surprised that my cum didn't taste as bad as I thought it would, not
realising that with her taking my cum into her mouth and swallowing it, it
couldn't have been that bad. Slightly salty and almost the same as
swallowing a raw egg. I then even went as far as licking some of my cum
from off of her throat and then with my lips smeared with my own cum,
kissed Carol and had her lick off the rest from my upper lip.

    `Boy! Did that shoot out of your dick Dick! It came out so fast I
wasn't ready for it. I caught the second shot but there wasn't enough power
in the rest,' she said as she took some off from her throat and licked it
off her fingers. `It still tastes nice. You've licked some of it, what do
you think of it?'

    `It's not as bad as I thought it would be,' I said, smearing her face
again with another kiss. Though I'd rather have something to eat, I'm
hungry,'

    `Men!' she snorted. `Stomach first and then sex.'

    `Well I have to eat to get enough strength to do as much as we have
done already,' I complained. `So let us both have a shower for we're both
sticky and sweaty, and then get something to eat.' With that, I got out of
bed and went into the bathroom and into the shower. At least the shower in
my bathroom was bigger than that that was in her room, er, was her room. So
we had more space when she entered and began to wash me. At the same time,
I washed her, ridding us both of my cum that we both had about our
faces. She tried hard to make me hard again, but failed, much to my liking,
for enough is enough I said to myself. So after the fruitless task and care
she took over washing my dick and balls was to no avail, finally gave up
for us to leave the cubicle and dry ourselves.

    `Dick. As were are not going out, can we stay naked while we have our,
er, late lunch?' Now I wasn't averse in looking at those lovely breasts she
had, so I agreed, and so, downstairs we went, bollock naked, well I was for
she hadn't got any bollocks, and it was nice to see the way the cheeks of
her bum moved from side to side as she went down the stairs and walk on to
the kitchen. I didn't go in but went and sat down at the dining table.

    `Aren't you going to help me?' she called out from the kitchen.

    `Nope. For the past fourteen years, either Maureen and I saw to your
meals. Now that you will soon be my wife, let's start as we mean to go
on. The kitchen is your domain from now on. I just supply the food, not
cook it.'

    `Shitbag,' I heard her mutter.

    `I heard that!' I shouted back and got up from the table and went into
the kitchen and gave her a hefty slap on her ass which made her jump. She
turned round, her breasts swinging about as she did so. `What was that
for?' she cried out, a hand rubbing her backside.

    `I am not a shitbag, but your future husband and I will not tolerate
being called that nor in that tone of voice either.' Her face had turned a
little red and she turned back to the cooker but couldn't catch what she
then muttered. I couldn't but grin as I left the kitchen to wait and see
what she had either cooked or destroyed. The plate that was finally placed
in front of me looked edible as she then went and sat opposite me, the best
place for me to see those wonderful tits of hers as I ate what she had
cooked.

    `That was lovely darling. Now I'm going back to bed...' I began, only
to have her interrupt me.

    `Oh good. I'm coming too,' she exclaimed, standing up.

    `To get some sleep,' I finished my sentence. `I'm knackered. And this
needs time to recuperate,' I added, waving my flaccid cock at her. `So it's
sleep first.'

    `And when you wake up?' she asked in a sulky tone of voice.

    `Well let's wait as see what crops up,' I grinned at her before leaving
the dining room and going upstairs. I didn't catch this time either what
she muttered and I was soon back on my bed and I was asleep before she came
into the bedroom. Well at least she had let me sleep even though she had
got onto the

bed with me. We didn't have any covers on for it was rather warm for that
time of year, and she had cuddled up against me, her tits pressing into my
back.

    I think I was still half asleep, for I know I turned round and rolled
her over onto her back and got myself over on top of her, knowing that my
cock was up and hard and had her legs open for me to slide in between
them. I can't say what kind of expression she had on her face for I still
had my eyes closed. But it spite of that, my cock still moved up and
entered her and I fucked her while still asleep as it were. I gave her my
cum though I don't think she had an orgasm, and when I'd finished, I rolled
back off of her and went back to sleep.

                                                    *

  When I woke up in the morning, it was to find that Carol was already
awake for she was in the process of sucking on my morning erection. `So you
are now back in the land of the living,' she said in a sarcastic
voice. `Now it's my turn.' And she moved up and got astride of me and held
my erection upright and inserted it into her pussy before she sank down,
taking it all in until she was then sitting on my thighs with my cock
throbbing inside her heated interior.

    `What do you mean, your turn?' I asked, looking up at her sitting on my
cock and feeling her muscle acting as usual at clenching themselves round
my shaft.

    `Well you woke up and fucked me and then went straight back to sleep
some more,' she told me, though I didn't remember doing so. `That's why
it's my turn.' No more needed to be said for she was moving herself up and
down on my cock and I lifted up my hands to massage those tits of hers as
she literally fucked herself on my cock. I was massaging them as she
bounced up and down until her own hands came up and squashed mine even
tighter over her tits as she began to really bounce about in the throes of
having an orgasm. Her head was thrown back and she gave out a groan to be
followed by a scream as she released her cum for it to dribble out of her
pussy and saturate my balls. Mind you, I did cum myself at the same time.

    When she came to a stop, she moved her legs backwards so that she could
then fall forward onto me whilst I still had my cock buried up inside
her. `My darling lover Dick,' she said in a breathless voice before kissing
me. `Well at least you will remember this one.' And then she lifted herself
up of me but didn't stop to suck on my still hard cock, but had got off the
bed and moved off to the bathroom. `If you want breakfast, you'd better get
up too, for I have to be at the University by nine o'clock today,' she
called out from the bathroom.

    So I got up and went into the bathroom to find that she had already had
a shower and was drying herself, so I went in and washed myself as she
disappeared, no doubt to get dressed and, I hoped, get breakfast ready for
when I finished. She had, and it was ready for me when I finally got
downstairs.

    `That was a wonderful day yesterday. I can't wait until I'm off for us
to do it again,' she said as we ate our breakfast.

    `Don't you recall that the same day next week you are off, were are
getting married?'

    `Oh! Yes, of course. Will we be having a honeymoon?' she asked in a now
shy voice.

    `Yes. While you're at the Uni, I will go and book one,' I told her,
though where, I had no idea, but would find somewhere in such short
notice. This I did after we had kissed goodbye for her to go off to work,
leaving me to do the washing up. With that done, I then wandered out to
find a local Travel Agency and went inside.

    I told the man at the counter that I wished to book a fortnight's
holiday for two, somewhere where there was the sun, sea and sand, for it
was to be our honeymoon. Also, it had to be one week from today. He reeled
off a few places and there was one that I had once read about, and asked
him if it would be possible for that one.

    `Lyon Island?' he asked.

    `Yes. That's the one,' I said. He leafed through a manual to find out
more and then made a phone call, not hearing what he said until he turned
to me.

    `There's only one booking available. It's all inclusive but the two
bedrooms on board the aircraft have already been booked I'm afraid,' he
said.

    `What about on the return journey?' I asked. He then was back on the
phone and smiled and turned to me.

    `Yes. There's one available for the return flight. It's rather
expensive, for there are no other aircraft that having these flying
bedrooms,' he told me.

    `Book us in. For the journey out, the hotel and the flight back with
the bedroom,' I told him. He turned back to the phone he was using and made
the booking before replacing the phone and taking all my details and wanted
the money up front. But an inclusive holiday plus the aircraft with a
flying bedroom would please Carol, so wrote out a cheque there and then and
got back the details of flight times both ways. He was pleased because of
the commission he would be getting and me because it was perfect having
read about this island in the Bahamas and knew that Carol would be
delighted with it too.

  I was quite pleased with myself and stopped in at a bar and had a beer
and a Ploughman's lunch. This being a variety of cheeses, freshly baked
bread and some pickles. This was better than cooking my own lunch. I spent
the rest of the afternoon playing on my computer till Carol arrived home
just before six.

  `Well? Did you ask whoever's in charge at the University that you want
time off next week? And two weeks after that?'

  `And two weeks? I did for the Thursday and Friday, but not for another
two weeks,' she replied.

  `Well you'd better tell them on Monday if you want a honeymoon,' I said
with a big smile on my face.

                                              *