My Husband Watched (Cuckold Married Cheating MMF Erotica)

By Christian Quinn

A caravan holiday wasn't what either of them had in mind, but with the help of the British summer sunshine, a little booze, and an older couple as their lusty neighbours, suddenly a week in Weymouth isn't sounding so bad.

Without either husband or wife realising, they have inadvertently booked onto one of the UK's kinkier camp sites, home to the Bullpen, a club for the more adventurous couple.

And now, with neighbour Linda threatening to lead hot wife Nikki astray, how will her husband react? Will Nikki enjoy all the fun of the camp site, or will hubby be packing their bags back into the car and have them high-tailing back up the motorway before sunset?

WARNING: this 18,900+ words story features brazen, explicit and graphic scenes of an extremely adult nature, and is intended for audiences aged 18+ ONLY. All characters depicted are over 18.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Deviant Erotica
• Release date: Mar 19, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310200960

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MY HUSBAND WATCHED

By

Christian Quinn

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My Husband Watched

Copyright © 2015 by Christian Quinn

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This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the author’s imagination and are used fictitiously.

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MY HUSBAND WATCHED

A caravan holiday certainly wasn’t my idea of fun. It wasn’t even on my list of possibilities when we’d been choosing our yearly holiday destination, but a combination of forgetting to book a couple of weeks off work until the very last minute, and then realising Nikki’s passport had expired had culminated in us booking a late deal online, and the following Monday our trusty old silver estate car had pulled up outside the faded green static caravan that would be our home for the next week and a day.

It had been one of those freak British summer time roasting hot days. Well, it had been roasting hot all week, and it was forecast to continue. At least it wouldn’t be a wash out as I had feared. As we unpacked, our new neighbours came out to introduce themselves. John, a white haired pot bellied guy was in his mid to late 50s, twenty years older than Nikki and I. He wore a white and blue short sleeve Hawaiian shirt and khaki shorts, topped off with brown leather sandals and ankle high white sports socks. His wife, Linda, was a short and round lady with a beaming smile and a little too much tit on show for her a woman of her age. Still, it was the summer time and she was on holiday. They were both very friendly, and as they bade us farewell, letting us get back to our unpacking, Nikki and I shared a joke that they were probably swingers.

I don’t know if I fancy yours, she said, But I certainly wouldn’t mind his dirty old todger wriggling about inside me. Nikki was always cracking smutty and often stomach churning jokes, and sensing her good mood, I stole an at the opportunity to cuddle her from behind whilst kissing her neck, my hands roaming down her legs then back up and under her skirt.

I bet you would as well… I whispered, rubbing my fingers over her lips through the fabric of her knickers.

No…, she replied, breathily, He would need to be younger than that for me, she said, her hand cupping my face as my tongue found the nape of her neck, and he would need a nice thick cock to fill me up. Her other hand slid around and inside my trousers, tugging at my already solid erection. My fingers slide inside her panties, dipping into her wetness, drawing a gasp as I frigged her off whilst she masturbated me, stood in our caravan against the side window. The window that just so happened to look right over John and Linda’s spot. I stole a glance out, on the off chance we were being watched, though only a net curtain stared back. With a grunt, I spunked into my pants, quicker than I had in years, though Nikki seemed to enjoy it enough to get herself to an enjoyable orgasm, pleasantly unwinding off any stress from the journey.

Our holiday had barely started and already we had managed to reinvigorate our sex life better than I could have dared hope. It wasn’t that our sex life was particularly lacking. We more than made up when I was around. Only my job in the City stole more of my time than I would have liked, and Nikki spent the rest of the time buried in her own work at home. If we were lucky, we would get a shag in on a Saturday night, because aside from that time, we barely saw each other. Our sex life was filthy and varied. Nikki being particularly liberal, there were not too many fantasies we hadn’t explored. She loved dirty talk, as did I, and had started talking about being fucked by other guys to me during a particularly filthy fuck session a few years back. Noticing my cock grew harder when she talked about another man’s cock being inside her only spurred her on. Since then I had heard all about her previous boyfriends, fuck buddies, and even a quick fuck in the local nightclub toilets from a lad whose name she couldn’t even remember ever knowing. Call me what you like, but I loved it. I loved hearing her tell me how she had been fucked by big dicks, curved dicks, hairy and shaven dicks. How she had sucked a big black dick on her friends hen party weekend and swallowed every drop of his spunk. I found that the bigger the tale of the dick, the harder I seemed to cum. Nikki would tease me about it. I wasn't ashamed of the size of my dick like so many men seem to be, it was hard and long, though not as thick as I would have liked. I found that I admired watching another man’s rock hard member slide into a willing participants mouth, pussy, or arse entirely as appealing as most women seemed too. I wasn’t fussy either, I