Chapter 2

Sean was in heaven. Surrounded by beautiful women, even if he wouldn’t have chosen a few of them, all worshipping him on their massive bed that he built with the help of a few old friends.

To his right was Karen who lay with her top off while giving her man a deep kiss. To his left was Mary-Beth and Tilly who were both fiddling with Sean’s hair while rubbing his pale bare chest. Then there was Sadie and Molly. Sadie had her mouth wrapped around Sean’s sizeable manhood, with Molly’s hand on her head pushing her down then pulling her up by her hair.

“There you go, you harlot.” Molly said as she **** Sadie to bottom out on Sean’s cock, making her **** and squeal while tears began to form in her eyes.

Karen pulled back from kissing Sean and laughed slightly “Damn Molly. I never would’ve guessed you’d be so damn kinky.” She said as she watched the two with lust in her eyes.

Sean wasn’t usually too much of a kinky man himself but found that he loved the way Molly was treating the sandy blond haired woman. His cock-head was touching the back of Sadie’s throat, sending shivers down his spine and even more when she moaned and whined. Seeing the normally confident and slightly obnoxious woman with dishevelled hair and a face covered in spittle being dominated by the smaller, Irishwoman gave Sean a strange sense of catharsis.

Finally Molly let go and Sadie managed to pull herself off his cock and take a deep breath in. “Jesus Molly. Not so rough.” She said as she coughed and tried to catch her breath.

“Awe come on Sadie, you know you can take it.” The redhead woman said with mixture of sarcasm and condescension.

“Well it seems you never change, Molly.” Sean said with a sarcastic voice.

“Ah, you all love it.” Molly said with an uncharacteristically cheeky tone. At this point Sean had become pretty savvy that he was in a dream. Among other telling factors, Molly never acted so cheeky in real life.

Karen then whispered in Sean’s ear. “It’s my turn.” Before moving down to where Sadie was **** on his cock just moments ago. “Outa the way girls. Time for an expert to take the reigns.” She said as she almost shoved Sadie away from his cock.

Sadie was a little miffed at being pushed away. “Hey I didn’t say I was done, bitch!” She said in an angry tone. Despite her protest Sadie didn’t really fight too hard for it.

“Well I assumed you were done when you stopped, ya lazy-”

“Hey come on girls.” Sean cut in. “There’s more than enough Sean to go around.” He said in his usual joking manner. “Sadie, why don’t you give uncle Sean a little kiss, huh?”

Sadie rolled her eyes. “Don’t ever call yourself ‘uncle’ again... Unless you want a punch to the jaw.” She said in a half sarcastic tone.

“Hey don’t talk to him like that Sadie. You don’t gotta be violent.” Mary-Beth said before pressing her lips to Sean’s.

Tilly then supported Mary-Beth. “Yeah come on Sadie. You really gonna be that mean to the man of the house?” She said with a smirk.

Sadie rolled her eyes again as she laid down next to Sean. “Fine, y’all are so prissy.”

Sean now felt Molly’s soft, uncalloused hands touch his balls and begin playfully fondling them. “Na, only Molly’s all that prissy.” He said as he looked down at the slightly older woman.

“Careful what you say about the woman currently holdin your balls, mister MacGuire.” She said in a cheeky and seductive voice again.

“Sean you don’t look so good.” Tilly said concerned as she stroked his face near his eye.

“What I feel fine...” As he said that he got a sharp pain in his eye. “Ah fuck, what the shite is that?” He said in pain.

All the girls stopped what they were doing and instead looked to see if their man was alright.

“Sean are you okay?”

“You okay dear?”

“What’s wrong?”

“Are you alright?”

“Sean snap out of it, dammit!”

***

Sean woke up with a jolt. He opened his one eye and looked around. He was in a tent, but he didn’t have a tent. He just slept with everyone else. “Sean are you alright?” He looked to his side and saw Karen with a concerned look on her face. “You looked like you were havin a dream... I couldn’t tell if it was good or bad.”

Sean laughed slightly. “Well it certainly wasn’t bad.” He didn’t give the full story as he didn’t want to upset Karen with his dreams of other women.

Karen smiled. “Well I hope you liked it, cause you probably won’t be sleepin for a while tonight.”

“Why?” Sean said with a slightly nervous laugh.

“Cause we’ve set up a party for you!” The woman said in an excited voice.

Sean was bit confused. “A party? But I’ve already had a party?”

With an even more excited look. “That was for comin home safe. This one is for cheatin goddamm **** itself. We’ve got so much prepared for you.” She then took a short pause and her face became a little more sad. “I... We thought we’d lost you for good.”

Sean, feeling bad for making her upset, motioned for her to give him a hug, which she accepted. “I’m right here love. Like I said, you aint gettin rid of me that easily.”

“I know it’s just... God, why do you keep nearly dyin on us.” She didn’t really pose it as a question.

Taking it as a question, Sean replied with a smile. “I like to live on the edge. If we’re ever to work out then you’ll have to accept that, miss Jones.”

Karen playfully slapped Sean on the chest. “Damn you, McGuire.” The two both laughed for a moment. Karen wasn’t really mad at him, she wasn’t sure she ever could be again now that she had him back. And despite all of his jests, Sean was beyond happy to have Karen in his arms again. However as he was thinking that, he started to wish that maybe some of the other girls were here as well. Pushing those thoughts down Sean stayed in the present, with the woman he truly did love. After a while Karen continued. “Anyway come on, get dressed. Everyone’s waitin for ya outside.”

“Alright give me a minute or two, I’ll meet you out there.”

Karen nodded then left the tent, but not before blowing a loving little kiss to Sean.

Sean waited a moment for her to leave then sighed. ‘Ah, gettin out of bed. My least favourite part of the day.’ He thought to himself as he psyched himself up to begin his first day out of bed after the incident in Rhodes. After a little struggling the young man was able to fully sit up and with some more effort, stand up. He looked around and didn’t quite recognise this tent. It seems he was moved here in his sleep. Looking to his side he saw his usual clothes and even some new one. All spotless and laid out for him.

As he began dressing he also noticed some muffins under a glass shield. There was a note leaning next to it which he picked up and read. ‘Me and Mary-Beth made these for you Sean. Hope you like them: Tilly.’ He picked one up and began eating it as he dressed. “Now we’re talkin. This how a man back from the dead should be treated.” The muffins were real good, He was sure he could taste some blueberry, his favourite.

After he had finished dressing himself he looked in the mirror. “Not bad, not bad...” As he looked at the bandage covering his head he couldn’t help but notice that he felt no pain at all. Almost without realising, his hand drifted up to the wrapping and began undoing the bandage. Wrap after wrap came off, revealing more and more of his red hair and pale skin. Once it was fully off what he saw was somewhat surprising.

There were quite a few scars on his head, though less than he would’ve expected. And there was simply a large dark scar were his eye one was. Overall it wasn’t awful but people would certainly notice it, and he would need an eyepatch. As he thought that he saw a well made and rather expensive looking eyepatch, seemingly made out of leather, laid out near his clothes. After putting it on he looked in the mirror again. “Well I suppose it could be worse. I could look like John with all his ugly scars.” He said to himself with a laugh. He then turned to the exit of the tent. “Alright, time to see the folks again.”

It seemed to be around dusk and everyone was preparing things for Sean’s party when he came out. Lights everywhere, Pearson toiling away at the fire and it looked like the gang had bought some good liquor as well since there were a few boxes with fancy looking logos on them.

Little Jack was the first to notice Sean as he steeped out of the tent. “Uncle Sean’s awake!” He yelled before running to give the larger man a hug.

“Hey, how are ya, Jackie boy?” Sean said as the young boy clung to him.

Jack spoke again in his soft and innocent voice. “I’m good uncle Sean. But you’re wearing an eyepatch now.”

“Oh am I now? How does it look?” The one-eyed man said as he crouched down to Jack’s level.

“It makes you look like a pirate... An ugly one.” The little boy said laughing.

“Not as ugly as your old man though.” Said the unmistakably voice of Arthur Morgan.

Jack quickly turned to the large man. “Hi uncle Arthur. Do you wanna talk to Sean?”

Arthur smiled at the boy’s politeness. “Sure. Why don’t you go help your mama with some more party preparations?”

“Okay, sure. Talk to you later uncle Sean.” Jack said as he ran away waving.

“See ya later kid.” Sean replied with a smile as the boy ran over to Abigail. In that moment Sean couldn’t help but be glad that she wasn’t featured in his dreams... It would make talking to Jack or John really weird. Sean dashed away those, thoughts not wanting to give his subconscious any ideas, then turned to Arthur. “So. How do I look, English?”

“Like shit.” Arthur said with a smile. “But for a corpse? I’d give you at least a five out of ten.”

“Real fuckin funny. For real, who bought me this?” Sean said as he pointed at the patch covering his missing eye.

“Well to be perfectly honest, I did.” Arthur cringed slightly at showing too much care for the dumb kid. “Pearson made it from a bear I killed.”

Sean laughed a little. “I knew ya loved me, you sorry old bastard.” He then tugged on the patch a little. “We’ll just have to see what the ladies have to say about it, won’t we.”

As he said that Tilly started to stroll over to the newly awake man. “Hey Sean. How are you feelin?” She asked with a concerned but relieved look from him finally waking up.

“Never better Tilly. Hey how do I look?”

Tilly got a slightly flustered look. “Uh... well you look fine, like always I guess.”

Sean then turned back to Arthur. “Told ya.”

Arthur rolled his eyes and walked off to help around the camp. While he loved Sean like a brother and was relieved that he was alive, the little bastard still got on his nerves like nothing else.

Sean then turned back to Tilly. “Thanks for the muffins by the way. You and Mary-Beth did great.” He said with a smile as he tapped Tilly on the shoulder.

Tilly blushed at the man’s compliments. “Well thank you. We wanted to make sure that you woke up to somethin nice.”

“Well you succeeded.” Sean said before he gave the dark skinned woman a hug.

“What’s this for?” Tilly said as the two were locked in a hug.

“Just bein friendly. It’s not everyday a man comes back from the dead.” Sean said as he pulled away from the young woman.

“Oh well, thanks.” Tilly said as she nervously fiddled with her dress. “Well I gotta go. I have a few more things that need doin.”

“See ya later Tilly.” Sean waved her off.

Sean then made a straight line to the one who needed his thanks the most. As he approached his horse, Ennis, the stallion started neighing and moving around excitedly while still tied to his post. “Hey buddy.” Sean said as he stroked Ennis on the nose. “Ya saved me, you smart bastard.” The horse and Sean then just looked into each other’s eyes, as Sean silently thanks the loyal steed. “You’re gonna be gettin some really good carrots later.”

“He’s really is a damn smart horse.” Hosea said as he walked over to the younger man.

Sean laughed and turned to the man. “If I recall correctly, you said that Ennis here looked ‘slow and dull’ didn’t you, old man?” When Sean had first bought the horse Hosea had advised against it on the grounds that Ennis’ breed was known for being rather unremarkable.

“Well I didn’t exactly expect him to be able to dig you out of your own grave now did I?” Replied Hosea.

“Well, I suppose you got me there.” Sean said with a laugh.

Hosea laughed with Sean a little before saying. “Well I got some stuff I need to take care of. It’s good to have you back, Sean.” He tapped the Irishman on the shoulder before walking away.

“It’s great to be back, you angry old shit.” Sean shouted with a laugh as Hosea walked away.

Sean continued through the camp, greeting a few people before he noticed Karen had her lovely backside to him while organising some drinks. Sneaking up on her Sean grabbed her from behind and began tickling the unsuspecting woman.

“Ah Sean!” Karen said laughing.

Sean stopped after a moment. “Thanks for settin this up sweetheart.” He said as he grabbed a drink from Karen’s hand. “However I gotta wonder. Am I allowed have two welcome home parties in two months?”

Karen laughed as she held up another drink. “You kiddin? Even if someone didn’t like it they’d still be happy to have the booze.”

Sean then put on a feigned face of offence. “Oh, so I’m just everyone’s excuse to get drunk? I thought I was worth more than that to you callous bastards.”

Karen paused for a moment then smiled. “Well everyone says you give great speeches? So there’s that.”

Eventually, as the two spoke miss Grimshaw came up to check on Sean. “You feelin alright?” She said in a motherly tone.

“Oh, other than the missin eye, I’m doin grand.”

“Well that’s good...” After a few moments Grimshaw bit the bullet and gave Sean a hug. “I’m glad you’re alright.”

Sean smiled down at her. “I knew you cared about me. You care about everyone here... even though you try not to show it.”

Grimshaw rolled her eyes at the boy trying to dismantle her mind and pulled away. “Well how are you gettin settled in your new tent?”

Sean then got a properly shocked look on his face and looked between miss Grimshaw and Karen. “Wait, that... That’s mine? No jokin around?”

Karen then answered for the older woman. “Yep. We all pitched in and bought you your own tent. We thought you deserved it, after being shot and all.”

“Damn I should get killed more often. Really makes people give you some much needed respect.”

After talking for a little longer it turned fully dark and Sean heard Javier calling him over to the campfire. “Hey amigo, come sit down with us.” Around the campfire was Javier, Bill, Lenny, Hosea and Charles.

“Come on let’s go grab some more drinks.” Karen said as she began walking towards the campfire.

“I like the way you think.” Sean said as he walked over to the campfire and grabbed a bottle of whiskey.

“There he is, the muerto.” Javier said as he strummed his guitar next to the fire.

“I don’t know what that means but I assume it’s a lovely compliment.” Sean said as he sat down on a log next to the fire. Karen then sat down on Sean’s lap and wrapped her arm around his shoulder.

Lenny, who was sat next to Sean, patted him on the shoulder. “It’s great to have you back, man.”

Sean took a sip from his bottle and said with a smile. “Ah it’s great to be back, brother. Next time your gonna be the one to have a near **** experience and give everyone an excuse to drink.” As Sean said this the flesh behind his eyepatch began to sting and burn slightly. “Ah damn!”

“You alright amigo?” Javier said as he stopped strumming his guitar.

A moment later the pain subsided. “Yeah it’s fine. Just a... headache is all.”

At this point Karen was getting a little drunk and starting to act more bold. “I know what’ll make it better.” The blonde said as she leaned in and kissed around the man’s eyepatch.

Hosea sighed and laughed a little from across the campfire. “I wonder how long this one is gonna last you two.”

Sean then pulled back slightly from Karen. “I’m a changed man, Hosea.” He said with some feigned hurt. He then looked back at Karen. “No more just drunken flings Karen. I’ve got a big tent now. You wanna share it with me?”

Charles rolled his eyes. “Oh god.” The man said as he stood up and walked away from the campfire.

Karen was little shocked at Sean’s proposal but couldn’t stop from showing her happiness and excitement. “Oh god yes, Sean.” She said as she hugged him. “It’ll get me away from Grimshaw too, so it works out nicely.” She said, making a few of the people around the fire laugh.

Everyone continued talking around the fire for a while. The only one who hadn’t said anything yet was Bill. Sean’s voice was now slightly slurred from the drink as he turned the larger man. “Oi Bill, what’s wrong? You haven’t said anything to me yet.”

Bill just mumbled. “Sorry.”

“For what?” Sean said in a confused voice.

“Sorry for... burying you, kid.” Bill had spent the week since Sean’s almost **** beating himself up for not realising the boy wasn’t dead. As much as Bill could seem like he didn’t care most of time, he still felt bad for doing that to his brother in arms.

Sean swung his bottle around a little. “Ah shucks. Let bygones be bygones. I woulda thought you were dead too if you had a bullet in your head.”

Bill let out a small smile before saying. “Thanks, you little Irish bastard.”

“Sean. You still sober enough to make a speech!” Dutch yelled from his tent.

“Always, Dutch.” The young man said as he drunkenly pushed Karen off his lap with a small yelp. Sean walked to the middle of camp, by the large tree, and stepped up on top of a box. “Alright you drunk bastards, can y’all hear me?” He slurred in his drunken state.

“Sadly yes.” Arthur said making the camp laugh a little.

“I’ll take that as a yes then.” Sean then took another swig from his bottle. “First I wanna thank you all for doin this. I deserve everything you lot have laid our for me and more.” He said in his usual arrogant tone. There were a few laughs and joking jeers from the crowd before Sean continued. “Second I just wanna say... I love ya. All of ya. Even some of the more annoying lots of ya.” He said looking at Grimshaw, Sadie, Molly, Bill and Uncle. “But not you. Fuck you Micah.” He continued making the crowd laugh again.

Micah rolled his eyes and walked away with an angry huff.

“We’re glad to have you back, Sean.” Lenny shouted from the crowd.

“We love you Sean.” Mary-Beth continued.

“I know you love me sweetheart, how could you not.” Sean took another drunken swig. “Also thanks so much for pitching in to get me me own tent. Karen and I will make great use of it, I swear.” He said as he winked at Karen, making her cheeks go a little red. “Anyway, get back to partying and have fun you great bastards. Sean MacGuire is back... Again. To stay this time.”

As everyone began to disperse Sean hopped from the box, stumbling a bit. Karen then ran over to him and gave him a kiss. “So, you wanna go test out our new tent?” She said in drunk voice.

“Oh blimey I would, miss Jones.” Sean said as he picked her up bridal style.

Karen squealed in excitement as Sean carried her to their tent.

“Please try and keep it down for Jack, you two!” Abigail shouted as the two made it to their tent.

“No promises, I’m afraid.” Sean said while he carried a laughing Karen into the tent.

Once inside the tent Sean walked up to his, now their, new bed and playfully tossed Karen onto it with a bounce.

“Whoo, alright cowboy.” Karen said laughing. She then got up from the bed and started slowly, tantalizingly undressing for her man. First her hair came loose, letting it all fall onto her shoulders. Then came her blouse as she slowly slid it down revealing that she wore nothing underneath it.

“Well aren’t you a brave girl.” Sean said in response to seeing her show her pale, round, freckled tits. Sean then began taking his jacket and hat off, revealing more of the newly scared skin.

Karen, liking what she was seeing, began to speed up her undressing. She got to her her dress and slowly slid it down, wiggling her hips along the way. “You like what you see?” She said seductively at seeing Sean nearly stop undressing just to look at her.

“You know I do, love. You like what you see?” Sean said as he unbuttoned his shirt.

Karen couldn’t quite put her finger on it, but something was different about the Irishman. Was he more muscular? It looked as though he had abs that Karen was certain he didn’t have before. Either way, Karen certainly did like what she saw. “It seems the bullet to your head didn’t affect your looks too badly.” Karen said laughing a little.

Sean then paused for a second. “What about the eyepatch? It doesn’t make me look like an ugly pirate does it?” Sean asked making Karen burst out laughing. “Hey, I’m being serious.”

“Who told you that?” Karen said as she tried and failed to stop laughing.

Sean then got a slightly embarrassed look on his face. “Well it was little Jackie.”

“Jack told you that?”

“Yeah.”

“And you believed him.”

“Well... I mean...” Sean paused not quite knowing what to say.

Karen then stepped up to him and put her hands on Sean’s shoulders, pressing her bust into his chest. “You are an adorable fool, Sean MacGuire.” She said before pressing her lips to his.

Sean accepted the kiss and brought his hands up to hold his lover by the head in an effort to bring her even closer. As their tongues danced and wrestled with one another, Sean almost absent-mindedly finished pushing Karen’s dress down her wide hips. Once the dress was fully off, the horny Irishman grabbed his lover by the arse and pulled away slightly so he could speak. “Mmm I’ve been missin you since that night in Horseshoe.” He said looking his lover in the eyes.

Karen’s eyes looked almost dizzy with lust. “Oh god I’ve missed you too.” She said as she slid down onto her knees. With Sean’s hand in her hair Karen got to work unbuckling the man’s belt. “Lets not fight anymore.” Karen said as she looked up at her lover.

“I agree, was gettin tired of the hard to get act anyway.” Sean replied as he picked up his drink, which he placed on a night stand next to his bed, and took another swig as Karen got to work with his pants. After a moment he heard a small gasp of surprise.

“Was... was it always this big.” Karen said as she let the man’s half-hard cock spring out of his underwear. It looked to be around ten inches long, which Karen was sure it wasn’t last time she’d seen it.

Sean had a slightly offended look on his face as he replied. “Ye- yes it was always that big.” He said stuttering.

“I’m pretty sure it wasn’t.” Karen said as she measured it against her forearm. She was quite certain it was no more than five inches last time she saw it, not that she was complaining. As much as she was okay with his length before, his new length was an upgrade in every way. She simply couldn’t wait to test it out. “Well either way I’m very happy.” She said looking up at Sean’s face.

“Well then get on with it, ya damn tease.” Sean said as he gently tugged on her hair. As he said this Karen’s mouth practically jumped on his dick, sending shivers of pleasure up the man’s spine as her wet mouth began to suck on his rock hard cock. “Fuck Karen. You really know how to work a dick don’t ya.”

Karen looked up and winked as she continued her work. She slowly swirled her tongue around his tip, making him grunt and grip her hair slightly tighter. After a moment, she pulled back from Sean’s dick. “Sit down on the bed. It’ll make it easier.” She said as she pointed to the bed beside them.

“You got it ma’am.” Sean said as he sat down on the bed and watched as Karen crawled towards him like a mountain lion. Once she reached him she brought her hands up to her tits and started playing with them. She fondled and twisted her nipples, all for her man’s entertainment. “Well this is nice. But maybe you could put those milkers to better use.” Sean said as he sat on the bed.

Karen caught his meaning and moved closer to Sean, placing her breasts around his throbbing dick. “I can do this now that it’s big enough for em.” She said with a smirk referencing Sean’s new size.

“Blimey, maybe it did get bigger.” Sean said, seeing himself from this new angle. “I really have to die more often. It seems to have loads of benefits.”

Karen slapped Sean on the chest. “Hey, don’t even joke about that, mister!” She said in a stern voice before getting back to her task. She wrapped her breasts around Sean’s twitching cock and began moving them up then down. After a moment she also started playing with his tip using her tongue.

Sean was in heaven. ‘The only thing that could make this better would be if Mary-Beth and Tilly were here.’ He then realised what he just thought and chastised himself slightly. ‘Dammit boyo. Keep your head in the game. Karen is here right now, stop thinking about other girls.’

After a while of working his cock, Karen stood up. “Alright your turn, lover.” She said as she sat down on the bed.

“I’ve practised since last time.” Sean said smiling as he got down onto the floor in front of Karen.

“On what?” Karen said, laughing.

“Best not to think about it.” Sean said as he got to work. Karen’s trimmed pussy was already soaked with her juices dripping onto the bedsheets. “Oi someone’s gonna have to clean these you know.” Sean said as he tapped the sheets.

Karen rolled her eyes. “And that someone will probably be me. Now get on with it.”

“Alright, alright. Keep your nickers on.” Sean said, fully aware of the irony that she didn’t have any on. Sean started with one long lick up Karen’s slit making her shake a little.

“Ooh yeah, just like that.” The horny woman said, finally enjoying some pleasure after nearly one month long dry spell.

Sean then brought his finger up and slid into Karen’s slit up to the knuckle while still licking her. He eventually started focussing directly on her shiny pearl, sucking and licking it as he made Karen shudder and moan in pleasure while more of her juices leaked onto his face.

“Oh yeah keep goin, Sean. Right there.” Karen managed to drunkenly mumble between moans as she also attempted to keep drinking. Sean sped up a bit, making her moans become more erratic as she began to spill her drink a little.

After doing this for a little while, Sean sped up more and started overwhelming the drunken woman, making her moans louder and louder until she was screaming so the whole camp could likely hear.

“Hey! I said keep it down!” Abigail shouted from outside the tent.

Karen giggled. “We did say no promises. Didn’t we Sean?” She said as Sean stood up.

“I’m quite sure we did.” He said as he sat down at the front of the bed.

They then heard Abigail sigh from outside. “Please just keep it down. I don’t want Jack hearin that.”

“Fine, fine we’ll keep it down for ya.” Sean said before the two heard Abigail’s footsteps drift away.

Karen then laid down on the bed, with her hair sprawled out and her breasts on full display. “Well you have me. What are you gonna do with me?”

Sean moved so he was hovering above her. “I’m gonna make love to ya... Then I’m gonna fuck you till you can’t stand up.” He whispered in her ear.

Karen shivered at Sean’s loving yet slightly dominating attitude. “Well let’s see what you can do with ‘MacGuire junior’ then.” She said while wiggling her hips beneath him.

Sean started by grabbing Karen’s hips and aligning them better with his. He then leaned down and pressed his lips to Karen’s in a loving kiss. “I see you, Karen. I really do.” He said softly, making loving tears start to form on Karen’s eyes. Sean grabbed his sizeable manhood and began gently guiding it into the woman’s opening, making her gasp in pleasure. He thrusted gently at first, savouring the soft velvety feeling of Karen’s walls. “Oh you feel so fuckin good Karen.” He said quietly.

Karen began moaning louder. It seemed as though the near **** experience changed Sean somewhat. He was caring far more about her pleasure this time around, making sure to touch all of the right spots within her. If this was how he made love to her then she couldn’t wait for him to properly fuck her. “Go a little faster baby, I can take it.”

“Your wish is my command.” Sean said in his usual joking tone. He then sped up slightly, making his balls begin to slap against Karen’s juicy arse. He was now grunting in pleasure as he slid in and out of his lover.

After a few more minutes of delighted moans coming both the young adults Karen could feel her climax coming. “Sean, I’m close.” She said through her moaning.

Sean usually came quite fast but tonight he knew he had to savour himself a little more. At his point Sean still felt like he could go for hours like this. “I could do this days, love.” He said he continued thrusting into the woman.

“Well you’re doin better than last time then.” Karen said again through her moans. A few more thrusts and Karen’s legs were quivering beneath Sean’s. “Oh god I’m... I’m cumming, fuck!” The young woman began to scream as her pussy gripped her man’s cock.

Sean grabbed Karen by the cheeks and muffled her screams with his mouth as her pussy gripped and clenched on his cock as it was trying to milk him. After her climax calmed down Sean pulled his lips away and let go of the spent woman’s cheeks. “Damn you really did cum.” He said as he looked down at the large wet patch where she was laying.

As Karen calmed down she eventually was able enough to speak through her panting. “Is it time to fuck me then?”

“It is now.” Sean said with a smile before he flipped Karen onto her stomach and put her in a prone position. “You ready to not be able to stand up?” He said as he roughly pushed her torso into the bedsheets.

“That’s a pretty tall order, I don’t think you can handle it.” She said, trying to coax him into starting.

“Well okay then you asked for it, love.” Sean then pushed his large cockhead into Karen’s still sensitive opening, making her moan in delight. Sean sped up rather quickly, slapping his pelvis into the busty woman’s arse over and over again.

Karen was certainly enjoying it, but she wanted to see just how far Sean might go. “Is that, all you, got?” She said through moans and pants.

Sean smiled. “Oh you want more do you?” He then slapped Karen on the arse, making her cry out in pleasure and pain.

“Oh god yes.” She cried out.

“How do you like that you eh?” Sean said with a slightly condescending tone. “Ah, of course you love it.” He said before slapping her on the arse again. “You slutty little tramp.” Sean then pulled Karen up a little so he was screwing her like a bitch in heat.

On all fours moaning like an idiot and enjoying every second of it. Karen was very happy with the new Sean, all the fire that he used to have but now he could actually do something with it.

Sean went like this for a good few minutes before he felt himself tiring and his climax coming. “I’m gettin close!” He said as he pulled Karen’s hips into him again and again.

“I am too. God I’m gonna cum again.” Karen said muffled by the pillow her face her was pressed into.

As Sean and Karen rapidly approached their finish he couldn’t help but think of some of the dreams he was having. “Man, imagine if Mary-Beth were here.” He thought to himself.

Through her moans Karen yelled. “What!”

At that moment both their orgasms hit them, as Karen’s tight opening clenched again on Sean’s cock. Sean had the good sense to pull out and spray his seed onto Karen’s back rather than into her womb, not wanting to risk a pregnancy just yet.

For a moment the two just laid there on the bed in silence, not quite knowing what to say to each other. ‘You’re a goddamned moron.’ Sean said to himself. ‘Right as you two were doin good, you had go and ruin it.’ He waited another moment before climbing off the silent Karen. “I’ll uh... I’ll leave you the tent.” He said as he started to walk off before Karen grabbed his hand.

“Stay, it’s... it’s alright.” She said as she pulled the man back to their bed by his hand.

Sean, a little confused, sat back down on the bed next to Karen who was laying down. “I’m sorry Karen.” He said with a guilty voice. “I was thinkin of somethin else and then it just-” He tried to continue but Karen placed her finger on his lips.

“Shh.” She said in a soothing way. “It’s alright, Sean.” She waited a moment before continuing. “Where uhh... where did that come from?” She asked trying to figure out what was going on. Sean had never showed any interest in Mary-Beth so why now?

Sean sighed, realising that he would’ve had to tell her at some point. “Well if you promise not to laugh...” He paused for a moment. “I’ve been havin dreams since that shite in Rhodes, dreams where umm...” He trailed off not knowing quite how to explain it.

“Go on.” Karen said as she placed her hand on Sean’s in a supportive gesture.

“Well they involve... I mean their about, you. In my dreams we seem to be married, or somethin like that. But it’s not just you, there’s... other girls there as well, one of them bein Mary-Beth.” Sean now had his eyes closed hoping it would shield him from the wrath that might come from Karen.

Karen laughed slightly. “So you’ve been havin dreams of screwin not just me, but also Mary-Beth?”

“Well her and others.” Sean corrected.

“Well who else then?” Karen questioned.

Sean thought for a moment about his words. “Well there’s also Tilly and... Sadie Adler.” Sean decided against mentioning Molly, as she was still with Dutch and he’d never want to get in-between them.

Karen then asked a very important question. “Well is it serious?” Sean opened his eyes and looked at her for clarification. “I mean do you actually wanna sleep with them girls?”

Sean had been asking himself the same question. Did he actually want Mary-Beth and the other women? Molly was off limits for sure. But Mary-Beth, Tilly and even Sadie were technically open. Mary-Beth was cute and sweet as anything, same with Tilly most of the time. But Sadie, Sean would have to think about her. Even if he did want the widow, he’d have to wait a while longer before ever pursuing her, her husband only died a few months ago after all.

“I um... I think I would to be perfectly honest witcha... But not just fuck em and leave em, ya know?” Sean said slowly and cautiously. When Karen didn’t respond for a moment Sean quickly continued. “But I have you, and I’d never go behind your back... ever! I swear.”

Karen thought for a moment. She could be a jealous girl for sure, but she’d shared living space, food and even sometimes clothes with Mary-Beth and Tilly, though it was mostly just her giving the younger women her old clothes since Karen would never fit in any of the younger girl’s clothing. Perhaps she could bring herself to share her man? Mary-Beth was a hopeless romantic, it may even be amusing to try and set up the perfect little romance for her.

Sean was now getting nervous as Karen didn’t speak for a good half minute. “Please just say somethin. Either tell me to fuck off or to go get her, just say somethin.”

Karen had made up her mind. “I’m your woman, and you’re my man. You get that?”

“Of course I do darlin.” Sean said quickly.

“You’re mine and I’m yours but... Maybe you can be some other girl’s as well. Just so long as you don’t do anything behind my back.”

“What are you sayin?” Sean said, not quite catching on just yet.

Karen rolled her eyes at the man’s obliviousness. “I’m sayin that WE can maybe bring Mary-Beth and others into our bed someday. I don’t know how you’re gonna do it but I’m okay with is, so long as you never forget about me.”

“Gosh you are a catch, miss Jones.” Sean said as he leaned in to kiss Karen.

“I know I am.” She replied before accepting the man’s kiss. The woman had a lot of things swirling through her head as she possessively kissed the Irishman.

After a moment Sean pulled away again. “Are you ready for bed yet?” Sean still felt like mingling with the gang at the moment, he’d only been up a few hours at this point.

“Nope. I could go for some more drinks.” Karen replied with a smile.

“Then let’s go drink, love.” Sean said as the two got up and began dressing to go back outside into the party.

Before the two left the tent Karen turned to her lover with a smug expression. “I can still stand up. You’ll have to try again later.”