The Honeymoon Trip
"Always, you always make me do only this!"
It wasn't exactly what I had been hoping for, but Winnie, as if she had grown accustomed to it, unzipped my trousers and pulled out my cock. Caught off guard, my member, which had been limp and dormant, jolted awake at the touch of the cool air. In her practiced movements, there was no longer any trace of her former aversion to the male body. I remembered how she used to panic, not even knowing how to undo a belt.
"Hup!"
Like she was taking a big bite of freshly baked bread, Winnie swallowed my cock in one go. Her tongue, which met my member every single day, teased and coaxed it from every angle. After rolling around in her mouth with her tongue for a few moments, the base of my engorged cock pushed out from between her lips as if it were growing. She didn't even gag anymore. Tightening her throat and tongue around me, Winnie began her service with her mouth-pussy. Having realized that if she made herself feel good, I would have no reason to be rough, she had successfully trained her mouth to be a perfect fit for my organ. Like a bee sucking nectar from a flower, her mouth-pussy tightened rhythmically, desperate to drain the seed from my cock. I grabbed her head, which was moving with such fluid grace, and stopped her.
"Do you really hate it that much when we only finish with your mouth?"
"Pha... Yeah! You always finish like that, leaving me hanging. And then, right after, you have sex in plain sight with the lights on until late at night! How am I supposed to not watch that!"
"But Winnie, didn't you say you weren't really interested in men?"
"...Slurp."
Winnie started sucking my cock again without a word. I had meant to stop and hear her answer, but she suddenly attacked the glans, and I missed my chance to pull away. The sensation of her sharp tongue licking the very center of my cock made my strength drain away, and I ended up ejaculating.
"Hoo..."
Winnie caught my seed in her mouth until her cheeks were puffed out. Once the climax subsided, she licked my cock clean with her tongue and lips, pulling away as if wiping it down.
"Eh..."
Just as she had done before, she opened her mouth to show me the seed. When I nodded, she closed it. I expected her to pull out a bottle to store it, but...
"Gulp, gulp..."
Winnie flashed a sly smile and naturally swallowed the seed. While she was drinking, she had worn an obscene expression, but once she finished, she put on a prim, innocent face as if nothing had happened.
"Ugh, bitter... it tastes bad..."
"...You actually drank that?"
Winnie widened her eyes, pretending it was an accident, as if she hadn't intended to.
"Oops, I was supposed to collect it, but I swallowed it by mistake. I guess you'll just have to shoot another round for me."
"You said it tasted bad. You don't have to eat it."
"I told you, it was a mistake. Besides, it's written all over your face that you like it much better that way. Just look at that smile lingering on your lips..."
Hic-
Winnie's mouth-pussy let out a small, involuntary burp, as if to say it had enjoyed the meal. She hurriedly covered her mouth, but her face was already flushed with shame, likely because I had heard it all.
"Ahem, anyway..."
Winnie continued, her voice sounding like it still carried the scent of my seed.
"I'm not particularly interested in men, but the way my body reacts to this is all just an unavoidable, physiological phenomenon. Even you would get an erection if a man touched your cock, right?"
That was a statement I couldn't agree with at all.
"Hmm, just imagining that makes my erection go away."
"...A lady's body is delicate, unlike a crude man's. Um, what I mean is... it's no different from being stimulated by a puppy."
I hadn't even touched any of Winnie's actual erogenous zones. I had only let her suck my cock, so how could she be soaking her panties just from that? Whether she was trying to seduce me or not, her pure white underwear—which had almost no fabric in the crotch—was darkening to a deep gray where it met her pussy. More than that, comparing me to a dog? That was insolent. I felt like I needed to teach her a lesson, so I hoisted Winnie up and slid my hand inside those white panties. She had clearly been pent up; her pussy, which usually wasn't very wet, felt slick and warm. As I inserted a finger and stirred, Winnie clung to my arm with both hands, her body curling inward.
"So, if you're feeling this way from being stimulated by a 'dog,' does that make you a dog, too? A bitch leaking with lustful fluids?"
"Wh-why am I a bitch!"
"You compared me to a dog, so it stands to reason that you, who share your flesh with me, are similar."
"I said 'puppy' in the first place..."
It's all the same. Isn't a puppy just a son-of-a-bitch when it grows up? I continued to stir her pussy with my finger. Winnie, who had been responding by clenching her inner walls, began to curl her legs and wrap them around my arm more frequently. It was time to cut it off here.
"So, my little puppy. Do you want to do more with your pussy?"
"..."
Perhaps due to her last shred of pride, she didn't answer, but her face was full of disappointment that I had stopped. I let her suck on my middle finger, which was dripping with her juices.
"If you act like a puppy just once, I'll give you more than this."
Even if her mind said no, I could feel her body, already loyal to my cock, rejoicing at my words. But perhaps the act itself weighed on her, for Winnie's squeezed-out response was different.
"...You're a real pervert. Isn't this too much? How can you make a person do something like that... Ugh!"
Feeling a bit spiteful, I jabbed deep into her pussy. I had expected her to refuse, so I wasn't that disappointed. As for me, I could just do more with Vera today. I needed to work hard to ensure she didn't have any suspicions, especially since she felt my stamina was lacking. That was the same reason I had only taken one round with Winnie.
I could hear Winnie shouting something from behind, but I ignored her and left the Melbourne mansion.
"Hoo..."
Vera draped herself over me as I lay on the bed. I hugged her tight, feeling the weight of her body, which was lighter than I had expected.
"Ed, by the way, don't you need to visit your family home?"
"Huh?"
"Even on the wedding day, it seemed like not a single person from the Mountbern family came. Shouldn't you at least pay your respects...? Of course, you sent some gifts, but that's not all that matters, is it?"
I hadn't even expected them to come to the wedding. In fact, I would have hated it if they had. The best part about accepting this marriage was, no matter what anyone said, that I could finally get out of that house.
"It's not necessary. I'm a man who has left his family, and I came here with the intention of never going back."
"But they're still your family..."
Family? The Mountberns remaining at the estate were just the family of the bastard born before me. If "family" meant the biggest bastards, then sure, they were family. My father, the previous head, had tried to restrain them while he was alive, but after they took over the headship, they had made my life a living hell. Thinking back on how they constantly hinted for me to leave, I wonder how I even endured it. If I had regressed to those days... ugh, I don't even want to imagine it.
"My name is Rystein now. I feel like Vera-noona is more of a family to me, so it's fine."
"We are family, aren't we? Even if I'm not your wife..."
Smack-
There's no law saying you can only kiss your wife, is there? As we kissed, I felt like I might want to put her in my mouth, so I pulled her into a tight embrace. The mouth is for Winnie. Vera is for kissing...
"Ed."
"Yes, noona."
"I'm sorry for speaking about family without knowing. I didn't understand... You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to."
"It's alright, noona."
The current Vera didn't know much about me. Perhaps all she knew was what she had seen on the marriage documents. Just as she had told me about her own past recently, she seemed to want me to share my own.
"Hmm, then shall we go there?"
"Go where?"
"I'll tell you when we get there. It's a five-day ride on horseback, is that alright?"
If we went there, the opportunity to talk would come naturally. It wasn't the kind of story that was easy to bring up without context.
"...If Ed helps me, I'll try. I want to go with you..."
Traveling for five days on horseback is incredibly exhausting. Even if she had learned to ride properly, it would be a stretch for a lady.
"Shall we just take a carriage?"
"No, I like the idea of just the two of us riding together."
"But we have to pack luggage and such, so a carriage would be..."
"We can pack everything and still ride. I used to ride side-saddle quite often when I was a maiden."
If she insisted this much, it should be fine.
"Then shall we leave tomorrow?"
"No, I need to tell Monica, and we need to prepare... let's leave the morning after tomorrow."
"Understood."
There wasn't much special to prepare; I'd just need to make sure we had sleeping bags and plenty of food. A trip on horseback with just Vera right after getting married—it wasn't a long distance, but I was looking forward to it. And so, the morning of the day after tomorrow dawned.