Cuckold Summer Page 3

  Celeste surfaced in front of us.

  “That was amazing,” said Anne.

  “Yeah?” said Celeste, treading water. “Will you give me a kiss as a reward?”

  Anne nodded and Celeste took one stroke so that her right arm was suddenly around Anne’s other shoulder. She held my bicep in her hand.

  She turned to Anne and waited, and Anne leaned forward, turned her head and they kissed tenderly. Celeste pulled in closer, pressing her breast against Anne’s as the kiss intensified. She gripped my bicep harder.

  When she pulled back, ending the kiss, Anne was still leaning forward, yearning for more, eyes closed, mouth open. She nipped at Celeste’s lip as she withdrew.

  “God,” I said.

  I felt like my penis was going to explode. It throbbed and twitched and I pressed it against Anne’s thigh.

  “Mm-hmm,” said Celeste.

  “Did you like that?” I asked Anne.

  In reply, she turned her head to me and kissed me and I could feel that she was aroused by the way she moved her hips as I rubbed her clitoris.

  “Now it’s your turn,” said Celeste.

  She put her left hand on my hip and leaned in and pressed her chest against mine. She moved her thigh between my legs, rubbing it against my testicles. Her right hand dropped to Anne’s breast.

  “Very gentle,” she said, and leaned forward and kissed me. I opened my mouth and let her wrap her tongue around mine.

  Under the water, I felt her hand close around my penis and I held myself totally still. Anne wriggled against me.

  The kiss ended too soon. She pushed away from both of us.

  “Now you two kiss,” she said.

  Anne turned to me and we necked like teenagers.

  “Yeah!” said Celeste, and I could feel one hand on my ass. With her other hand, she stroked Anne’s breast. Then she slid it down, nudging mine aside, and rubbed Anne’s clitoris. Anne took deep breaths. I ended the kiss and nuzzled her ear, moving back to make room for Celeste.

  “Motherfucker!”

  Suddenly we were all aware that Dave was home, and swearing loudly. Anne and I jerked our heads up.

  I was startled. Was he angry with me for making out with Celeste?

  We stuck our heads up over the edge of the pool.

  Dave was in the kitchen doorway, talking into a cell phone.

  “Sheldon, I just got back from there. She wasn’t there. You sort it out. You fix it with her.”

  I was relieved he hadn’t been calling me motherfucker.

  He was wearing jeans, a light black sweater and a tan blazer, which he pulled off as he stepped onto the terrace. He had a shoulder holster with a pistol in it.

  He took that off next and dropped it on the table where the sangria pitcher stood sweating in the sun.

  He poured himself a glass, waved and smiled at us in the pool, drank the sangria and talked on the phone.

  “Bitch is just keyed up,” he said. “I went down there to see her, she wasn’t there. I left. I’m not going back. What’s she need to see me for? I’m not a member of her entourage. You are. You deal with her. We got four people looking after her, got hotel security on speed dial, anything happens, God forbid. It’s just nerves. Calm her down. What she pays you to do. Not what she pays me to do.”

  He poured another glass of sangria, drank a bit of it, jammed the phone into his shoulder, kicked off his shoes and undid his belt.

  “No,” he said. “No. No. Fuck you very much. Love you, brother. Hasta mañana.”

  He dropped the phone on the table and turned to the pool.

  “How y’all doing?” he said. “Playing around in the pool. Looks nice. Mind if I join you?”

  “We were waiting for you,” said Celeste.

  “I’m thrilled to see you here, Anne and Simon,” he said. “Sorry I was delayed by some bullshit. I expect Celeste kept you entertained in my absence.”

  “She did,” I said. “Very much.”

  “Is Bitchface giving you trouble?” said Celeste.

  “Yes and no,” he said, and pulled off his sweater, so that he was standing in front of us with no shirt and his pants undone. He still had an athlete’s powerful shoulders and trim waist. All three of us were against the pool looking up at him.

  “She just needs attention,” he said, and unzipped his jeans and dropped them around his ankles, kicked them behind him.

  He was wearing tight white briefs with a big bulge in the front. I glanced at Anne, who was staring up at him.

  “Who are you talking about?” she asked him.

  “We call her Bitchface,” he said. “Can’t really talk about clients by name. A diva. A pain in the ass. Anyway, I’m done for the day and ready for a swim.”

  He dropped his briefs as he spoke, and stood there in front of us with his big penis dangling between his legs, just above our heads. It was long and black, swinging like a thick rope. The three of us were looking up at him.

  “You guys ready for me to join you?” he said.

  I glanced at Anne. I had my hand on her ass under the water.

  I was excited and anxious. Anne didn’t look at me. She stared up at David, who was standing there waiting for an answer, his big penis pointing down at us. Anne nodded. Under the water, her hand closed around my penis, which was hard as a rock.

  “We’re waiting for you,” said Celeste.

  Dave stepped back, took another drink from his sangria and strolled to the board. We watched him as he strode to the end, pushed off and sliced the water next to us.

  He surfaced in front of Celeste, who wrapped her arms and legs around him and kissed him.

  Anne and I watched. She kept her hand wrapped tightly around my penis, absently, as if she had forgotten where it was.

  When Celeste finally finished her kiss, she laughed and pulled herself around him, so that she was hanging off his back. The two of them smiled at us.

  “I think I should tell you what we did while we waited for you,” she said.

  “Do,” said Dave.

  “Well,” she said, “When Anne and Simon arrived I was a bit of a mess from yoga, so I stripped off and dove into the pool. Then, Anne joined me. She did a pretty nice jackknife dive, in fact. Simon was a bit shier, had to be coaxed. I don’t think he wanted to drop his shorts, but he did eventually, and did a cannonball.”

  She stopped to kiss him and nibble on his ear.

  “After I did a second dive, I decided I wanted a kiss as a reward. So Anne gave me one. It was nice. Mm. Really nice. And then Simon was being kind of left out, so I gave him a kiss. Then there was more kissing. It’s a good thing you showed up when you did. I was getting all hot and bothered. God knows what we might have got up to if you hadn’t come back when you did.”

  “Hmm,” said Dave. “Seems like I missed out on the fun.”

  He stared at Anne, who was standing in front of him. She was breathing deeply, standing in chest-deep water, her lips parted. Her little pink nipples were just below the surface.

  Celeste reached out from behind Dave and took a strand of Anne’s wet hair in her hand.

  “It all seems kind of unfair,” Celeste said. “Don’t you think it’s unfair to Dave, Anne?”

  She tugged gently on Anne’s hair, pulling her toward the two of them.

  “Maybe,” said Anne. She took a step forward, licked her lips. She released my penis from her hand and lifted both hands to her hair, to smooth it, arching her back and sticking out her breasts. Dave was staring at her, smiling. I could see he desired her.

  “What do you think, Simon?” said Celeste. “Don’t you think it would be nice for Anne to give Dave a kiss?”

  My voice was hoarse when I answered.

  “Yes,” I said. “Do it.”

  Anne turned to me and smiled shyly. I nodded and then she stepped forward to Dave. Celeste put her hand in Anne’s wet, tangled hair and slowly pulled her toward Dave.

  “Gently,” she said.

  Dave put his
hands on Anne’s hips and pulled her against his body. His penis was hard now and I could see through the shimmering water that the tip pressed against Anne’s belly. She put her hands around his neck and he bent and kissed her slowly. She closed her eyes and seemed to melt in his arms. When he pulled away, she sucked on his lower lip as he slowly pulled back. Her right hand dropped from his shoulder, down his powerful chest to his waist, where it rested just above his penis. Dave was holding her left breast in his right hand, his big fingers rolling her little nipple.

  “Yeah,” whispered Celeste. “Yeah. That’s nice, isn’t it?”

  “Oh my,” said Anne, as she took a half step back. I stood behind her, and put my hands on her shoulders. I rubbed my penis against her ass. I was so excited that I was afraid I might orgasm on the spot. I could imagine my semen spurting out in the water.

  Dave was staring at Anne. He lifted his hand from her breast and stuck his thumb in her mouth. She sucked on it with her eyes closed. I squeezed her breasts in my hands from behind and rubbed my penis against her.

  Celeste broke the spell.

  “Well,” she said. “That only seemed fair. Now, let’s sit in the hot tub. Time for us to have a chat. And I don’t know about you, but I want some more sangria.”

  I felt oddly anxious to climb out of the pool again, knowing that Anne and Celeste would inevitably compare Dave and me. His penis looked like another category of thing compared to my much smaller white penis. It felt odd to stand around, the four of us naked, as Celeste filled our glasses with sangria.

  Celeste and Dave both seemed completely relaxed and unselfconscious, but Anne was nervous. I awkwardly put my arm around her and gave her a kiss.

  “Are you having fun?” I asked her.

  She smiled and nodded and cuddled up against me.

  “How about you?” she said quietly. “Is it fun?”

  I smiled and kissed her.

  “Oh gosh,” I said. “Really fun. It’s amazing.”

  She glanced down at my erect penis.

  “I can tell,” she said.

  We followed Celeste and Dave to the hot tub and settled into the hot, bubbling water, which felt great. We sat boy-girl-boy-girl. Anne snuggled under my right arm.

  “So,” said Celeste. “Is this the first time you two have done anything like this?”

  We both nodded.

  “We’ve been talking about it for a while though,” said Anne. “We’ve been curious.”

  “And how do you like it so far?” asked Dave.

  Anne laughed. She had now had quite a bit of sangria, drinking nervously, and her voice had the quality it got when she was just a little tipsy. Her accent started to come out a bit, which I found adorable.

  “So far, so good,” she said.

  “How long have you two been, um, doing this kind of thing?” I asked.

  “Three years,” said Dave. “Not long after we got married we got invited to a party, hosted by some friends, the same ones who organize the trips to Taboo. We had fun. Went to the next party.”

  “We haven’t really stopped since then,” said Celeste. “It’s kind of part of our lives now.”

  “But not really an important part of our lives,” said Dave. “When we first talked about it, we decided that we would make sure that we always kept it light.”

  “It’s fun,” said Celeste. “We have made some really good friends, people who would do anything for us, and vice versa. But it’s recreational and, I don’t know, shallow, the experience. Games. Fun games.”

  “We’ve seen some couples take it too seriously, invest too much in it,” said Dave. “Not good for the relationship. It’s the kind of thing you shouldn’t fool around with unless your relationship is solid. You have to trust each other, communicate, stick to your limits, take it slow at first.”

  “What are your limits?” said Anne.

  Celeste laughed.

  “They’re different for both of us,” she said.

  “Basically, Celeste and I seduce other women,” said Dave.

  “Or let them seduce us,” said Celeste. “I don’t fuck other guys. I’ve got all the cock I can handle right here.” She wrapped her hand around Dave’s penis. He inhaled sharply and smiled as she started to rub him.

  She looked up at us and smiled.

  “I don’t want to be greedy,” she said. “This really is all the cock I could ever want. I’m kind of a tease with other guys. I’ll kiss them, grope them, push their buttons, but I’m not going to fuck any of them.”

  “And is that OK with the couples you play with?” said Anne.

  “It has to be,” said Dave. “If it’s not, they can play with somebody else.”

  Under the water, I slipped my hand between Anne’s legs. She spread them to allow me to rub her clitoris.

  “We’re up front about it,” said Celeste. “And a lot of the husbands find it a huge turn-on to see their wife with Dave. It’s a huge fantasy for a lot of guys, to see their wife with someone like him. It’s usually their idea at first and the women have to be talked into it.”

  “After the ladies have a taste, usually the husbands don’t have to do much more convincing,” said Dave, laughing.

  Celeste looked at me.

  “I kind of think that’s what’s going on with you two,” she said. “Am I right, Simon? Do you fantasize about seeing Anne with another guy?”

  All three of them were looking at me and I was flustered. I blushed and cleared my throat.

  Anne answered for me.

  “He mentioned it for the first time on our honeymoon,” she said. “When we were in Venice.”

  She kissed me.

  “I’m no prude,” she said. “I love him. If I can make his fantasy come true, why shouldn’t I?”

  “Good question,” said Dave.

  “It’s an incredibly common fantasy, Simon,” said Celeste. “You shouldn’t be shy about admitting it. In fact, you can’t be. If you want Anne to play with Dave, you have to say so.”

  My face was bright red and my voice was hoarse when I answered.

  “It’s a really strong fantasy,” I said. “It really, um…”

  Under the water, Anne had wrapped her hand around my penis.

  “He gets so hard,” she said. “It’s like a magic button.”

  “What can I say?” I said. “I’m just perverted.”

  “I think we should take it slow,” said Celeste. “I really like you two. I could see us having fun, hanging out, playing from time to time. We have some friends I’d like to introduce you to.”

  She turned to look at Dave.

  “What do you think?”

  Dave smiled.

  “Yeah,” he said. “Take it slow, make sure we can all be friends, whatever happens.”

  Celeste looked at me.

  “Simon,” she said. “I’m going to give Anne a little taste of this.”

  She glanced down at Dave’s cock, which was visible through the bubbles, with her white hand on it.

  “That’s going to really turn you on,” she said to me. “And you’re going to take her over there to one of those loungers and fuck her. After it sinks in, a few days later, you two will decide if you want a little more. And we’ll decide if we do, too. How’s that sound?”

  I nodded. Here it was at last. I suddenly had a feeling of dread. Did I really want to go through with this? Did I want to see Anne take Dave into her mouth?

  I guess I did.

  “That sounds good,” I said. “Thank you.”

  I turned to kiss Anne. I could feel how aroused she was because of the way she rubbed against my hand.

  Celeste turned from me to Anne.

  “Come over here,” she said, and stretched out her hand.

  Anne took her hand, and Celeste pulled her over, so they were sitting on either side of Dave. Dave put his arms around them both, and took a breast in both of his hands. He wore a huge smile.

  “Um hum,” he said. “Yeah. That’s right.”


  Celeste took Anne’s hand in hers. She guided it to Dave’s penis, and they both stroked him.

  “You like that?” Celeste asked Anne.

  Anne nodded. Her cheeks were flushed.

  Celeste leaned forward and kissed Anne. Their tongues intertwined. Under the water, their fingers were wrapped together around Dave’s penis. After they kissed for a while, Celeste withdrew, and then Dave kissed Anne while Celeste whispered in her ear. I couldn’t hear what she was saying.

  Celeste pulled back and looked at me.

  “Are you OK?” she asked me. “Do you like this? Are you turned on?”

  I nodded.

  She smiled.

  “I thought you were,” she said. “I can read you.”

  Under the water, she reached over and took my penis in her hand and squeezed it once, firmly.

  “Tell her,” she whispered. “Tell her that she’s turning you on.”

  Then her hand was gone and she turned back to Dave and Anne.

  I cleared my throat.

  “God, Anne,” I said. “Wow. You’re really turning me on. Oh my God.”

  Anne looked at me and gave me a lovely smile.

  “I love you,” she said.

  “I love you, too,” I said.

  Then Celeste was at Dave’s side. She nudged him to sit up on the edge of the tub. His penis came out of the water like a submarine’s periscope and he sat back with his legs spread.

  Celeste sat with it rubbing against her cheek. She pulled Anne to her and they kissed. Then she took Dave’s penis in her hand and kissed the tip of it.

  “Do you want to kiss this?” she asked Anne.

  Anne, breathing deeply, nodded.

  Celeste looked over at me.

  “Tell her,” she said.

  “Do it,” I said. “Anne. Go ahead.”

  She smiled at me.

  “This feels so naughty,” she said. “You OK?”

  I smiled and nodded.

  “Good,” she said. “Because I want to …”

  She interrupted herself by taking Dave’s penis in her mouth.

  He groaned with pleasure and ran his fingers through her wet hair. Celeste encouraged her.

  “Yeah,” she said. “That’s nice. Go ahead. Suck that thing. You like that big cock?”

  Anne took it into her mouth more deeply, turned so that she could take more of it, and started to move her mouth rhythmically up and down. It stretched out her lips. It occurred to me that it must feel very different in her mouth than my penis.