A/N - I said at the end of a previous chapter that there'd only be five. I wrote this chapter and knew I'd have to write at least one more, so after this chapter, there will be a sixth and last chapter. Apologies that this chapter has taken so long but I've had trouble trying to figure out how to wrap all of this up without it ending up being another ten chapters long.
This chapter starts out a little wild but settles down afterwards. It had been on my mind for a while before I started writing it, so I thought I'd just write it and let you either enjoy it (hopefully) or perhaps not like it!
Editing and proofreading by
OhDave1
. My thanks to him as always.
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I'm the first one to admit that my life isn't exactly as I imagined it even five years ago when I was a clueless husband unaware of his wife's long-term infidelity. My life was now so much different to even the day that I had my ex-wife served divorce papers and she learned the truth about what I knew, what her sister had been telling me, and the subtle suggestion that I'd been intimate with her sister during the collapse of our marriage.
I still felt no guilt about the fact I had been intimate with Caroline during those last tumultuous months when I'd simply been waiting for the evidence to build up while waiting for Emily to turn fourteen so the chances of me having full custody stood an even greater chance. I knew Caroline had no guilt and no-one expected her to feel any. My wife had been cheating on me for years, and though two wrongs don't make a right, what's good for the goose is good for the gander. She'd lied to me for years. It wasn't just about the affair itself. It's constant lies that someone having affairs tells their spouse, and there were the lies not just to me but to her family.
But I never expected to be in the current position I was in. Many would find it strange considering that I thought I'd been monogamous with my ex-wife, only to find out I was an oblivious fool, but my relationship with Caroline from the start had been different. She confessed to having sex with her mother and her sister. I was now having sex with my daughter and my former sister-in-law. My son was having sex with his twin sister and his cousin.
"Oh my," Mary moaned, my ex-mother-in-law currently on my lap, "Oh my, Mark. I never thought..."
"You loving his cock, Mum?" Caroline asked, sitting next to me on our lounge.
Mary's smallish breasts moved with every bounce on my cock. She couldn't stop smiling though there was also an almost continuous blush, as if she couldn't quite believe this was happening. Leaning forward to leave a soft kiss on my lips, she then leaned over to kiss her daughter. "No wonder you're always smiling," she stated, "I haven't had a cock this good in years!"
"His son isn't too bad either," Jessica stated, turning to see my son sitting back next to me, his aunt riding his cock hard and fast, "Still love your dick though, Mark."
"I think we need to fill her up later, Dad," Nathan suggested, "Front and back. Or end to end. I think she'll love it."
If you're wondering where Alyssa was, she was on the floor with Natalie and Charlotte, my two daughters and niece busy pleasuring each other. Charlotte insisted she wouldn't sleep with any man except me, and I think Nathan wasn't particularly worried about the idea of never having the experience of being with his older sister considering he was usually with Alyssa and Natalie. But when Jessica asked him if he wanted a taste of an older woman, Alyssa agreed almost immediately, to my admitted surprise.
"Just one cock for now, sweetie," Jessica stated, kissing my son on the lips, and the smile on her face suggested she was enjoying herself immensely, "Now I know why Alyssa and Natalie are so happy with you."
Charlotte squealed behind Mary, leaning around her enough to see her younger sister was licking her pussy while Natalie had the strap-on sliding inside her. "Oh fuck," Charlotte moaned, "Fuck me, Natalie."
"I love your sister, Aly. She's such a wanton slut sometimes."
"Only a slut for Daddy," she retorted, turning to glance at me, "Whatever Daddy wants..."
"We are a very unusual family," Caroline said with humour, leaning over to kiss my cheek, "Ride him faster, Mum. You need to orgasm again."
"I'm getting tired, sweetheart."
"Hold onto me, Mary," I said, waiting until she'd wrapped her arms and legs around me before lifting her up and carrying her through to my bedroom. Lying her down, we shuffled back together until we were in the middle of the bed, Mary moaning as we resumed making love. "Better?"
"I can't believe we're finally doing this," she whispered, "I never thought Caroline would joke about something, but the idea that you'd... That you'd..."
"Why not, Mary? You're a beautiful woman."
"In her late fifties..."
"And?" I left my cock buried as I kissed her hard, loving it when she didn't hesitate in kissing me back. She moaned again as I felt her hips move for a moment. "You still love sex, right?"
"I do," she replied softly. Caroline walked in and lay beside us as she wanted to lick her mother's creampie when we were done.
"You look beautiful, Mum," Caroline added, "I love how you look when you're freshly fucked. So content and happy with life again."
Resuming our movements, Mary couldn't help moaning loudly as her orgasm was building. I knew she didn't have the energy to ride me again, but contorting her legs in the right place helped my cock rub along the right places while also ensuring I played with her clit. When I felt her pussy clench and she cried out, she near enough started to cry as her orgasm passed.
"I haven't cum with a man in over a decade," she said, her body continuing to shudder, "Keep going, Mark. I need to feel you cum in me."
Mary received what she wanted a few minutes later, her entire face lighting up as she felt me pulsing away inside her. She wrapped her arms and legs tightly around me, and when I finally stopped moving, I felt her shaking again as this time she was having a little cry. I rolled onto my side and cuddled her, feeling her tighten her arms around me. "Just hold me," she whispered.
