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  Celeste turned to me and winked and then she joined Anne, licking Dave’s heavy balls as Anne sucked him. The two of them worked together, moving their tongues and lips up and down, taking turns.

  “Oh God,” said Dave. “Oh yeah.”

  Celeste pulled away and stroked Anne’s hair and whispered in her ear. Then she moved over to sit beside me. She put her hand on my penis, which was hard as a rock, and whispered in my ear.

  “Do you like watching her?” she said.

  “Yes,” I said. “Oh my God.”

  She linked her forefinger and thumb together and gripped my penis by the base, with her other fingers wrapped around my testicles, squeezing rhythmically.

  “Do you like watching her suck that big cock?” she said.

  “I do,” I said.

  “Look at her,” she said. “She loves it.”

  It was true. Anne was totally focused on Dave’s penis. She was struggling to take as much of it in her mouth as she could and had wrapped her hand around it. Her eyes were closed. Dave was grimacing with pleasure. He reached down and held one of Anne’s breasts in his hand. Anne opened her eyes and looked up at him, her big, beautiful eyes seeming to express desire and submission.

  “You think she’d like to feel that big cock inside her?” Celeste whispered.

  I nodded.

  She squeezed my penis harder.

  “It would feel a lot bigger than this little guy,” said Celeste.

  I groaned and bit my lip. I was afraid that I was going to cum from excitement.

  I reached down and gripped Celeste’s wrist in my hand, to stop her from moving it on my penis.

  She giggled in my ear.

  “You like that kind of talk, don’t you?” she said.

  Rather than answer, I turned to her and opened my mouth to kiss her. She kissed me with her tongue and I closed my eyes and it felt like the world was spinning around us.

  She pulled away after the kiss.

  “I’m going to take over from Anne now,” she said. “You take her out of the tub and make her feel good. She needs to know that you love her.”

  She took me by the hand and pulled me to the other side of the tub. I moved behind Anne, and wrapped my arm around her waist. Up close, I could see her lips moving back and forth on Dave’s penis, which was glistening with her saliva. Celeste moved beside her and put her hand on Dave’s penis. Anne turned to her and they kissed.

  She turned to me then and I whispered in her ear.

  “Oh my sweet girl,” I said. “Wow that was sexy.”

  She smiled and kissed me.

  “Did you like that?” she said. “Did you like watching me?”

  “Oh my God,” I said. “It turned me on so much.”

  She reached down and took me in her hand and giggled.

  “I really want to fuck you now,” I said.

  “I want you to,” she said.

  We left Celeste and Dave in the tub and walked over to one of the loungers nearby. I took her in my arms and kissed her. I sat her on the lounger and dropped to my knees in front of her. I kissed her breasts, sucking her nipples, and rubbed her sex, then moved my mouth to her clitoris.

  I wanted desperately to fuck her but I knew that I would orgasm very quickly, and I wanted her to cum. She rarely has an orgasm from intercourse. So I put my fingers inside her and tongued her clitoris. She came, powerfully, almost immediately, with a long gasp of pleasure. Her fingers tightened in my hair.

  We kissed then and she moved to take my penis into her mouth. I stopped her because I knew I would explode and wanted to be inside her.

  I leaned her back on the lounger and pulled her legs apart.

  I paused for a moment and looked down at her. She reached up and took my penis in her hand.

  “You liked that, didn’t you?” she said. “You liked watching me?”

  “I loved it,” I said.

  She pulled my penis inside her.

  “I loved it, too,” she said as I entered her. “His cock is huge. Do you think I did a good job?”

  She had a playful glint in her eye.

  I groaned and started to move inside her. I stopped immediately because I was going to cum.

  Anne laughed.

  “Go ahead,” she said. “Don’t hold back. Fuck me. Cum in me.”

  She reached her arms up to me and pulled me close. We kissed, our tongues intertwined. I started to move in and out. It was heaven. She grunted rhythmically. In two minutes I could feel the pressure building and then it released and I was groaning and writhing in her arms.

  Afterwards, we laid together in the fading early evening sun, our arms and legs tangled, and said nothing, expressing our feelings through little kisses and caresses. I felt marvelously close to Anne and I could tell she felt the same way. We were in the aftermath of an erotic fever.

  We could hear the sound of Celeste and Dave having sex, and I realized soon enough that Anne was lying on her back, watching. I turned with her and watched them, too.

  Dave was lying on his back, with his feet in the tub. Celeste was straddling him, bouncing up and down, occasionally bending to kiss him, grinding herself up and down on his penis, twisting her hips, her back to us. She was grunting and moaning.

  Anne and I watched quietly as they had sex. Eventually, Dave turned Celeste over onto her knees and took her from behind, slowly fucking her while she yelped in rhythm with his long thrusts. Celeste arched her back and loudly came, keening with pleasure.

  Then she turned and took him in her mouth, on her knees below him, both hands wrapped around his penis. Before long he was grunting as he came.

  Both Anne and I became newly aroused by the display, and after they finished, she climbed on top of me and we made love slowly and tenderly, caressing one another, until I shivered and orgasmed again.

  By the time we were done, Dave and Celeste were by the pool, seated at the table, drinking red wine. Dave was in black workout shorts. Celeste had a sarong wrapped around her waist. They applauded and whistled as we strode toward them, nude, holding hands.

  “Well, how you two doing?” said Dave. He poured us both wine and we joined them at the table. Celeste gave us towels.

  “Wow,” I said.

  After dinner, in the car on the way home, Anne and I held hands and we listened to Latin guitar music on the stereo. I felt close to her.

  Once we were home, we curled up on the couch with a nightcap.

  “So,” she said. “Was it like you had fantasized about?”

  “It was,” I said. “I found it really exciting.”

  “I could tell,” she said, and rubbed at my groin. “You were so hard. You really liked watching me … suck him.”

  “I did,” I said. “It was … intense.”

  “Did you feel jealous?” she asked me.

  “Not really,” I said. “Or, that’s part of what makes it intense.”

  She kissed me and squeezed my half-erect penis.

  “What was it like for you?” I asked. “You seemed to really enjoy Dave.”

  She blushed and looked away.

  “What?” I said.

  “Well, yeah,” she said. “I guess I did. I think part of it, a big part of it, is knowing that you’re watching, and that it’s turning you on. It’s like a safe space for me to … indulge myself.”

  She kissed my cheek.

  “But that’s not all of it, though,” I said. “You got into it. I could see. “

  “I did,” she said, and squeezed my stiffening penis.

  “So,” I said, and nuzzled her neck. “Next time, do you want to feel him inside you?”

  She moaned quietly and stroked my penis.

  “It seems like you would like that,” she said. “Do you think you could handle it? You want to watch him put that big thing inside me?”

  “Yes,” I said. “I want that.”

  She pulled me close and we kissed and soon made it clear that she wanted me to lick her. I did so, tenderly kissing a
nd licking her clitoris and vagina until she orgasmed again, her eyes closed.

  Then she got on her knees and took me in her mouth.

  When she had me on the brink, she stopped and stroked it in her hand, looking up at me.

  “I’m a bit nervous about it,” she said. “He’s so big. Do you think I can handle it? Will it fit?”

  I came then, spurting onto her face. She smiled mischievously and licked me affectionately, and we went to bed.

  3

  Presents

  Celeste came to our place for a drink on Wednesday night.

  She kissed us and hugged us both warmly and Anne led her to our balcony while I got a bottle of Chianti and three glasses.

  We chatted briefly and inconsequentially about the weather and the view, before she turned the subject to our visit on Saturday.

  “So you guys had fun?” she asked. “No second thoughts later? No bad feelings?”

  “No,” I said. “Zero.”

  Anne shook her head.

  “We had a lot of fun,” she said.

  “Good!” said Celeste. “We did, too. I just wanted to check. We want to ask you over again this Sunday.”

  “That could be fun,” said Anne.

  “Did you talk about next time?” said Celeste.

  She looked at me. “Are you ready to take the next step?”

  I nodded, kind of lost for words. I think my face was red.

  “Yes,” said Anne.

  Celeste took my hand in hers.

  “And what step is that, Simon?” she said. “I want you to tell me.”

  “Well,” I said, struggling to hold eye contact. “Anne and I have talked about it, and we’re clear that, um, next time she’d like to take Dave inside her.”

  Celeste smiled and squeezed my hand.

  “Right,” she said. “Dave’s going to fuck her. Right? In front of you. Right?”

  I nodded.

  “And you want that?”

  I nodded again.

  “I do,” I said.

  “And you want to, Anne?” she said. “You want Dave to fuck you in front of Simon?”

  “I do,” said Anne.

  The inquisition was over. Celeste smiled.

  “Awesome,” she said. “I think it’s going to be really fun. I just wanted everything to be clear before we take the next step.”

  She started to dig around in her purse.

  She pulled out two little gift-wrapped boxes, one the size of a jewelry box, the other a little bigger. They were wrapped in shiny black paper and red silk ribbons.

  “I got you guys some presents,” she said.

  She gave Anne the smaller box and slid the other one across to me.

  “Oh!” said Anne. “Presents!”

  “Open it,” said Celeste, to Anne.

  Anne carefully removed the ribbon and paper. There was a little black box inside. Inside that, there was a little golden key on a golden chain.

  “It’s lovely,” said Anne.

  I stood to help her put it on. The chain was long, so it dangled between her breasts.

  “So,” said Anne, “what’s it unlock?”

  Celeste smiled.

  “Can you guess?” she said.

  Anne couldn’t.

  “How about you?” said Celeste, turning to me. “Can you guess?”

  I sat down and stared at the other box.

  “Does it unlock what’s in the other box?” I asked.

  “Very good,” said Celeste. “And what’s in there?”

  I stammered.

  “Is, is it a cage?”

  Celeste clapped once and smiled.

  “Very good,” she said. “Open it.”

  With a queasy feeling in the pit of my stomach, I opened it.

  “I hope I guessed the right size,” said Celeste. “You’re what, six inches?”

  It was a cage, as I had guessed. I had never seen one but I had read about them many times in erotic stories for men who fantasize about being cuckolded. It was a little penis sheath, made of stainless steel, with a locking ring at the base, to go behind the testicles, and a tiny golden lock on the hasp that linked the base to the cage.

  “Wow,” I said. “I’ve never seen one before. I mean, in real life.”

  “Did I guess the size right?” said Celeste. “Are you about six inches?”

  I was blushing bright red. In fact, I am four and half inches when erect, something I had long ago determined by myself with a measuring tape, and confirmed on several other occasions. I had never shared that number with Anne.

  “Um, almost,” I said.

  Every inch of my penis was stretched to its limit at that moment.

  “Wow,” said Anne. “Can I look at it?”

  She took it from my hand and pulled the two pieces apart, removed the little lock from its hasp and fit the key into it.

  “What does almost mean?” said Celeste. “Four inches?”

  “And a half,” I said. “Four and a half.”

  “Hmm,” said Celeste. “Well, I got small, not extra small. It will likely still fit. Maybe it will be a bit more comfortable than the next size. And anyway, it’s for the flaccid penis, anyway.”

  Anne was turning it around.

  “Wow,” she said. “I’ve never heard of this. What is it?”

  Celeste gave me an evil grin.

  “Tell her,” she said.

  “It’s a chastity cage,” I said. “The idea is that a man who wears this surrenders control over his penis to his key holder.”

  “That would be you,” said Celeste.

  “Hmm,” said Anne. “Interesting.”

  She turned it in her hand.

  “Our friends Toshiro and Mariko have one, and they love it,” said Celeste. “Toshiro used to spend a lot of time online, jerking off to cuckold web sites. Now he doesn’t do that. It has made him, um, much more obliging.”

  “Wow,” said Anne again. She turned to me.

  “You remind me of Toshiro,” said Celeste to me. “Your reactions to the teasing. You have the same buttons.”

  “So, you want me to put you in a cage?” Anne said to me. “And I decide when to let you out? Is this something you’ve fantasized about?”

  I blushed. I found it hard to meet her eyes.

  “Well,” I said. “I have fantasized about it.”

  “Maybe we should see if it fits,” said Celeste. “Although it doesn’t work if the penis is erect. I bet you’re erect right now. Are you?”

  Anne looked down at the front of my shorts and giggled.

  “You guessed right, Celeste,” she said.

  She put her hand on my groin and squeezed.

  “Let’s see,” said Celeste. “Stand up.”

  Without thinking, I stood up and stepped out from behind the table. It felt normal to do what she said.

  “Drop the shorts,” she said.

  I looked at Anne, to make sure it was OK.

  She was smiling at me.

  “Is this fun for you?” she asked me. “I think it is. Drop them.”

  I undid my shorts and they dropped around my ankles. My penis was tenting the front of my briefs.

  “Looks like someone’s got a little man bump,” said Celeste. “Off with the undies.”

  I closed my eyes and pulled them down and kicked them off. I was blushing furiously.

  “See if it fits,” said Celeste.

  Anne held it next to my penis, but it was obviously too small.

  “Nope,” she said. “Not while he’s hard.”

  “Hm,” said Celeste. “So we can either wait till it goes down or …”

  Anne squeezed my penis.

  “He’s really excited,” she said. “We might have to wait a while.”

  “Hm,” said Celeste. She reached out and her hand joined Anne’s on my penis.

  “I want to see if it fits. I bet we could make him come in a hurry.”

  I groaned with frustration and desire.

  “Which do you
want, honey?” said Anne. “Do you want to cum? Huh? Or do you want to wait until it gets small again?”

  “I want to cum,” I said, through gritted teeth.

  “I have an idea,” said Celeste. “Why don’t we let him cum now, but first he has to agree to wear the cage until Sunday, when you visit? You two can try it out for a few days?”

  Anne smiled.

  “Oh my,” she said. “That would be five days. Wow. That’s a long time.”

  The two of them were gently, absently squeezing my penis. I yearned for release.

  “Can you handle five days?” Anne asked me. She kissed me and pulled at my penis.

  I nodded.

  “Yes,” I said. “I can.”

  “You can still make love to Anne with your mouth and your fingers,” said Celeste. “But until Friday you’ll wear the cage. Deal?”

  “Deal,” I said.

  “Great,” she said, and pulled her hand away. “Hurry up. I can’t wait to see if it fits.”

  She pulled Anne away to sit next to her. The two of them looked up at me.

  Suddenly I realized what she wanted. She wanted me to masturbate in front of them. It felt deliciously humiliating. The blood rushed to my face.

  “Don’t get it on us,” said Celeste. “Here. Take this.”

  She handed me a cloth napkin from the table.

  I looked at Anne. She smiled at me.

  “Do it,” she said. “Show us how you make yourself cum. I love seeing you touch yourself.”

  I stood there staring at them, holding the napkin.

  “Don’t be shy,” said Celeste. She reached up and took hold of my wrist and started to move my hand on my penis.

  When I started to move it on my own, she stopped me, and pulled my hand away. She pulled it to her mouth and sucked on my finger, coating it with saliva. She spit onto my palm.

  She guided it back to penis.

  “Try it now,” she said. “Rub that little guy. Make it come for us.”

  I started to stroke myself. Anne and Celeste watched me closely, smiling.

  Anne put her hand on my hip and moved her head closer, watching. She opened her mouth and looked up at me but didn’t put me in her mouth.