This is the tenth and last story in the Cruise Series. When I started, I had no idea it would go this long. Up to now, I probably haven't been awful enough to Barb for the "kick her to the curb" crowd and I haven't made Glenn happy enough with Barb's terrible behavior for the cuckold crowd on the other end either. I have tried to be somewhat more realistic somewhere in between the two. When I started writing, I had no idea it would end up as it does. From the comments and ratings, there must be some out there who do enjoy these stories. Thank you for your encouragement.
This story is longer than I wanted it to be but I wanted to bring this story line to a conclusion and not draw it out any longer. I apologize in advance for its length.
Remember, it has all been a fictional story; these people are not real and none of this has really happened. But, bits and pieces of these stories, the way they act, react, and feel are oh so familiar -- too familiar for many of us. I have written these stories because I enjoyed the writing of them. This last story was very hard for me to write. I was surprised how long the whole series took and how hard it was to do. I hope you have enjoyed them with me and maybe, just maybe, you will look forward to the next story I am considering writing. It will be much lighter and shorter. So, hold on to your knickers as the scene unravels before us.
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When I was driving Barb's Lexus SUV out of the lot, the attendant stopped me. He wanted to know what I was doing. I told him I was picking up my car. I helped him to check the registration and insurance cards in the glove box and compare them to my driver's license. I had bought the SUV as a present for Barb's birthday three years ago so all of the paperwork was in my name. I told him he could call inside if he wanted to talk to my wife. He wasn't able get any more information out of the people at the desk than I could have. He let me go.
As Jake started driving for home, I set out toward Paula's ranch. My original plan was to go there and catch Barb in the middle of her sex romp and confront her. But as I drove, I was thinking about how everyone there would be on her side and possibly gang up on me. So, I started thinking of another plan. I didn't know if it was any better, but it would sure hurt her more in the end. Right then I was so angry I wanted to hurt her.
When I got to the town near Paula's ranch, I hung out catching a movie I hadn't seen and having a great prime rib dinner until it was well after dark. I drove out to Paula's ranch turning the headlights off as I turned off the road onto the drive leading up to the house. The moon light was bright enough for me to see as I drove slowly and quietly as possible. I parked away from the house up by the barn facing the drive out and pointing down hill.
My plan was to slip into the house undetected. I hoped they would all be busy enough with each other I could get away with it. But, oh shit, the back door was locked. Barb always insists on sleeping with the windows open no matter what the weather; so I checked around the house to see if there was an open window. Sure enough there was. The room was dark but I cautiously peeked in to make sure it was not occupied. After climbing in the window, I went to the hallway door.
I listened to see if I could hear anyone. The only voices I could hear were muffled and seemed distant so I cautiously opened the door just enough to look out. The bedroom door was in the darkened hallway between the kitchen and the other rooms in the house. I slipped into the hallway and peeked into the kitchen to make sure it was empty too as I didn't want anyone coming up behind me. Then I tip toed down to the entry to the living room.
There, I could hear their voices quite clearly. I noticed a video camera on a bookshelf just inside the living room entrance. The red light was on. Next to it were several memory cards in their little plastic cases and one just laying out on the shelf next to the camera. I slowly peeked around the corner to see Barb nude on her hands and knees. Everyone in the room was naked.
Peeking around the corner, I could see there was one man behind Barb obviously fucking her up her ass as another was shoving his cock into her throat. She stopped sucking the one to tell the other to ream her ass real hard and deep or she wouldn't let him touch her anymore the rest of her visit. Betty was sitting in a nearby chair sucking a third man as she told Barb she would keep him hard so he could have his turn at her ass too. Just as the first one was done coming in her ass and the one in her mouth was moving in behind her, the third man was moving over to fuck her face. Unlike when I watched Barb fuck Jake and Sue, my cock was not hard at all.
During all the motion, I quietly reached over and grabbed the video camera, the open memory card, and one of the unused ones too. I was retreating to the kitchen when Ruth came out of a bedroom door which was on the other side of the bookcase in the living room. She was halfway down the dark hallway toward the kitchen before she saw me. I put my finger to her lips to keep her quiet and pulled her into the kitchen with me.
After all these years, I was finally seeing Ruth completely nude. Considering her age, she was lovely. Her dark soft skin was almost wrinkle free, her breasts were full with dark thick nipples and wide areolas and very little sag, her pussy hair was dark and almost as thick as Barbs, and her hips and thighs were chubby like both her daughters'. She asked me how long I had been there. I told her long enough.
She watched and gasped as I turned the video camera toward her. I asked her to turn around for me and she did. I asked her if she enjoyed being with her daughters. She said she did. I asked her if she had enjoyed Lucy's men friends. She said in all the years she had been visiting there, she had never had sex with any of the men. Lucy, Paula, Betty, and now Barb too, but, never any of the men. Then she showed me her wedding ring still on her finger.
She said Burt would never do any of the things these women do for her. She had tried years ago to get him to try some of these things but he adamantly refused. He had wondered if these visits were where she got such perverted ideas about what husbands should do for their wives; but, he had never tried to stop her from visiting either. He only commented about her being happier and more relaxed when she returned from her visits. She always told him he was the only man for her and she had never had another. He never brought it up and would never let her talk about it.
Ruth said Burt was just a stubborn man from way back who believed men didn't put their mouths on a woman's privates as it would turn him sissy, only whores would take a man in their mouth and only a dirty nasty whore would take him in her ass. Ruth went on to say Betty told her Tom was just like her father but in reality, Tom wasn't interested in Betty because he was gay. He just got tired of trying to pretend and times and society had changed enough, he just didn't have to anymore. Those golfing and fishing trips weren't just his hobbies.
Then Ruth said she had been fucked in the ass with dildos and strap ons and had sucked them in her mouth but had never had a real man's cock in either place her whole life. She wanted to experience those but Burt wouldn't and she had never found another man she was willing to do them with. She had always liked, loved, and respected me ever since Barb had brought me into their lives. She asked me if I would let her suck my cock and if I would put it in her ass so she could know what it was really like. I told her if she was sure, I would be honored.
I sat the video camera on the table so I could remove my pants and boxers. Ruth slipped her wedding ring off and laid it on the table. When I looked at her with a questioning eye, she said theirs' are there too. I didn't see them at first until I looked closer and saw them in the ashtray in between the cigarette butts and ashes. I had a momentary day dream envisioning the sneer on Barb's face and comment she might have made as she tossed her rings, "the token of my love for her", into that filthy ash tray.
I moved over to where Ruth was sitting in a chair so she could softly grasp my half hard cock and bring it to her lips. She kissed it all over before opening her lips to let her tongue come out and lick it on the underside of the head. Then, she slowly slipped the crown into her mouth closing her lips around it as her eyes focused on my face. She swirled her tongue around the head and slowly pulled it out of her mouth. The next suck brought my stiffer cock deeper into her mouth as her hand pumped up and down my shaft. Her sucks got faster and deeper with more mouth and less hand. My hands were caressing her heavy tits and rolling her nipples.
I told her she needed to stop if she wanted me to be in her ass too as I would not be able to get another erection very quickly. She said she loved the feel of a real cock; it was so much better than the fake ones. It was so much softer, smoother, and warmer. Part of it was she loved me and enjoyed seeing in my face how much I was enjoying her giving herself to me.
I moved her to lying on her tummy on the table with her butt out and up and I moved the video camera over to the kitchen counter. I moved up behind my mother-in-law and on impulse drove my stiff cock right up her hairy cunt. I wanted her and I decided to just take her. I held her by her hips and leaned back as I thrust myself into her so I could watch my hard cock slide into her hairy lips and pull back out. I was enjoying that too much and I was afraid I would come.