This is the final part of the long Granddad story. If you haven't read the previous episodes it would probably make more sense if you read them before reading this.
Granddad - The Fourth Love - Home to roost.
It didn't take long to pack, just some bed linen, towels and our personal bits and bobs. We shopped for snacks for the journey in the village and headed off.
North of Millau we left the motorway and took the scenic route along the Gorges du Lot and onto Aurillac before stopping in the Gorges de la Dordogne for a late lunch.
"Where shall we sleep tonight My Love."
"In a shed Darling." I grinned as we packed away after our meal.
"A shed?"
"OK, a hut. A hut in a wood. In the middle of nowhere."
"That sounds much more exciting."...
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"Good afternoon, Mr. Smith. Did you have a pleasant drive? Your chalet is ready for you. Will you be dining this evening?"
"You said a hut," accused Anja as I pulled up in front of the Swiss style chalet.
"Well it was a shed way back. We upgraded to a hut and then this, about five years back. It's still a shed, just a bit posher." I laughed.
We unloaded only what was required.
"Can I get undressed now?" she asked plaintively.
"Off course, it's a proper Naturiste site."
"As opposed to an improper Naturiste site?" she giggled.
"Very much so. We'll need a little towel to sit on in the restaurant unless you want to dress for dinner?"
She threw a little towel at me and laughed.
"I'll not be wearing clothes, unless it is necessary, until we arrive home!" she stated emphatically, "what do we do in the meantime," she teased.
"I thought a swim in the pool maybe the hot tub then a sauna? What d'you fancy?"
"You, after we've eaten," she grinned devilishly.
The heated pool was perfect. The hot tub was occupied so we headed for the sauna. It too was occupied with two couples sitting close. The girls were kneeling, facing the the guys and happily jigging up and down on their cocks. Anja and I sat facing them across the little wood lined space.
"I thought you said this was a proper Naturiste site?" whispered Anja.
"It is, this sauna is privately known as the Cabane d'infidélité. Assignations are frequent here."
"So we can fuck?"
"Thought that was reserved until after dinner."
"You didn't tell me this place existed." she accused as she slid to the wooden slatted deck.
I passed her our towels, folded. She grinned happily, wrapped one hand about my growing cock and used the other to place the towels. The two girls slowed their pace and watched as Anja swallowed my cock. It grew quickly, very quickly but then they were very pretty girls.
She was kneeling on the first level of bench with me standing behind sliding my cock back and forth in her cunt when another couple came in. They watched appreciatively. The two girls had switched to reverse cowgirl and were watching us while playing with each other's clitty's. The new lady climbed onto the top level of bench and sat with her legs wide. Her partner pushed his head between her legs making her sigh contentedly.
Anja came strongly. I sat her on the top level bench and emulated the guy beside me, eating out Anja's cunt.
"Would you like to be shared, My Darling?" I murmured.
"Would you mind terribly much if I said no, My Love?" came her instant response.
"You always make exactly the right choice." I confirmed.
"I would like a spunky cunt or at least a mouthful though," she laughed surprisingly loudly.
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We joined the motorway at Chateauroux and headed north towards Vierzon.
"We'd had a lazy morning..." I started.
"Pardon, Granddad... Oh! Your fourth love?"
"My third love Darling. You are my fourth and hopefully my last, if we are to keep chronological order," I grinned.
"Love you, My Love," Anja laughed.
"... we flew down the previous day. A little shopping in the village. We tried the bed, went out for dinner and back to bed, early.
We didn't rush to get up but when we did Mum washed her hair and I went to get breakfast. We were on the balcony, laying on our enlarged lounger, enjoying a coffee and each other's body.
"Excuse me... oh! Um, sorry didn't mean to interrupt," Came a very pretty voice from the adjacent balcony.
"You're not interrupting, Dear," said my Mother making no attempt whatsoever to stop running her hands lovingly over my cock, "what can we do for you?"
She was a very attractive young lady, late teens early twenties at most. Naked. She looked comfortable and conflicted at the same time. Probably because Mum was still stroking my cock and it was responding to a very pretty girl clearly watching every movement.
"Errm, my friends and I have just arrived and need to do some shopping. We're not sure what we should wear."
"Your friends? Are you two couples or are you lucky enough to have brought three boyfriends with you," chortled Mum delightedly.
"I wish!" the beauty declared, "no, we're four girls. Karen thinks she wants to marry her boyfriend. Charlotte said 'are you sure you've had enough cock already?' And what with one thing and another Charlotte, Karen and Debbie decided to come here to find out. They asked me if I wanted to join them. So here we are, for a week.
"A cock hunt then." laughed Mum in delight.
"Well, sort of. The others are after getting as much cock as they can..."
"You don't like cock?" asked Mum in surprise and licked around my swelling cock head before she could answer.
"Oh no! I love a good cock, certainly as much as you, maybe more. There's just a couple of other things I'd like to try as well..."
"Such as?" Mum asked before swallowing my length.
The girl watched as Mum took my cock down her throat without pause.
"Wow! That was incredible!" she said admiringly.
"Cums with practice," said Mum, delightedly.
I could tell she was attracted to the beautiful young woman and left her to make all the running.
"Does your errr, husband?" she offered, "or lover, cum with your practice?" she asked cheekily.
