“When did Craig say they were leaving?”
“What day is it now?”
“Friday.”
Dan’s absent minded stare at the steam on his coffee was interrupted.
“I think they said they were leaving Sunday. Did you want another session with them?”
“No, it might be fun but I still haven’t got into doing repeats. There’s no sense in going back to the clubs until there’s a whole new class of people. We could try something new, be different people. No one knows us.”
“More surprises for me?” he said, putting his cup down.
“Who knows? Curiosity really.”
“Go on.”
June’s smile radiated amusement. “You’re getting too good at reading me.”
“I’m getting better at guessing when there’s something you’re not saying, but I can’t guess what it is. You might be worried about upsetting me or you might have some secret that you don’t want to tell me yet, or maybe… Well maybe something in the back of your mind that you can’t quite put into words.”
“Yes darling,” she said, smiling while trying to sound severe. “I think that covers every possibility. I think it must be one of those.”
Dan watched her face, enjoying her smile. He took another sip of his coffee and sat back for a moment.
“Do you want any more breakfast before we go on this mystery tour? Would more coffee clear your mind?”
“Watching you doing the washing up in the nude is always an inspiration. Will you do that at home?”
“I don’t see why not, unless we have guests of course.”
“Oh I think that would be the best time.”
Dan gathered up the dishes and ran hot water into the sink.
“So when I’m doing chores in the nude, what will you be wearing?”
“Something formal I think. If you were under dressed I could be over dressed to keep the balance.”
“For breakfast?”
“Why not, but maybe it would be better for some sort of dinner, you could serve guests like that and then wash up.”
“Who are these guests?”
“I don’t know, maybe particularly admiring studs who want to spend a night with me or maybe my girl friends or possibly random people we invite off the Internet.”
She watched Dan’s expression go through mental somersaults before he laughed,
“Your imagination knows no bounds. For now I’d call it a definite maybe, but with some conditions.”
“Is this where I get surprised?”
“I think we should use the random number thing,” he said.
“How?”
“To decide how many guests, which of us is nude and for how long, stuff like that.”
“Or which hole gets fucked and by how many?” June watched his face carefully, wondering how far she could push.
“You have one more hole than me,” he said.
“But I did say that one of mine was off limits to everyone except you.”
She’d been looking out of the window, enjoying the banter but suddenly her whole attention was on Dan. “You said… Um what you said means… Um… Did I hear that right? Did you really imply that you would have two holes available to guests?”
“I didn’t say it outright and I’m not sure if I meant it. It jumped into my head and I thought why not say it. I did promise to shock you.”
“You succeeded.”
“The thing is, why would you want to have me on display? I know you were teasing but really, why would you? There could be a load of reasons. If I did that – if we did that I’d have to know why.”
“I’m not sure I know,” she said. “I was just teasing I think. Would you really have to know why?”
Dan stopped for a moment, putting the plate he’d been washing back in the water and drying his hands.
“The way I see it there might be a bunch of reasons why a couple might do something like that. The guy might like it being the obvious one. Exhibitionism pure and simple.”
“Hang on love. Are we talking about nude washing up or the whole thing.”
“Everything you can think of” he said, “of course I’m not an internationally experienced slut, so I may not think of everything.”
“Internationally experienced slut?”
“New York, London, France and I bet some of those New Yorkers came from other countries. Don’t balk at it,” he said. “You’ve earned it.”
“Sorry.”
“It wasn’t a jibe. I know it’s turned my life upside down and I’m still trying to cope but that doesn’t mean I don’t admire what you did. If I read a novel about a woman who decided that she needed to learn more about sex to please her husband and fucked a couple of hundred guys to teach herself I’d probably follow her logic and think it was the right thing to do.”
“But if the same book was written from the husband’s point of view you’d be right there with him shocked and hurt,” said June sitting down and tearing up. Dan turned, putting his hands on her shoulders.
“Come on love, we can swap books anytime we want.”
For a minute he massaged her shoulders and kissed the top of her head.
“We’re both still a bit fragile but the banter’s improving. Let’s keep going. It’s best if you turn around love. To visualise all this I need to be washing the dishes.”
He watched her rearrange her chair before putting his hands back in the water.
“Okay, after the exhibitionist there is the submissive. The naked man is simply doing what he’s told.”
“That’s not you is it, the first one might be but not that one.”
“Not to anyone, no, but to a Venus, maybe.”
“Venus?”
“Very, Experienced, Naturally, Uninhibited, Slut. Sorry, best I could do at short notice.”
“You’ve dropped the International.”
“It goes without saying doesn’t it. You could have Cosmopolitan Uninhibited Natural Tramp, if you prefer.
“Stop, Stop. I’m not even going to try. I’ll settle for Venus. Anyway, I don’t see you as a sub.”
“Okay, then this is where I get out of my depth because I haven’t had the time to catch up on my reading. I think the next may be a cuckold, they seem to vary but some are into humiliation, so one of those might well be washing up naked while the lady of the house was entertaining her bull – did I get that right?”
“Factually correct I think, but I’m uneasy about that. I know for certain I wouldn’t be comfortable with humiliating you and I definitely don’t want someone else doing that.”
“Sure, but if we’re compiling a theoretical list then it has to be there. Then I guess there’s the bisexual husband who’s nude because he’s not sure what action is available and he’s ready for anything.”
“Interesting, is that one to explore?”
“I have no idea.”
“Were you tempted by Craig’s big cock?”
“It didn’t cross my mind, but then nor did Di’s pussy until you forced it onto me. I was too preoccupied with the scene as a whole and keeping you feeling out of control and safe at the same time.”
“Are there more in this cast list?”
“I guess there’s the randy husband who wants some action with the female guests.”
“Don’t I get to keep the hubby to myself?”
“Maybe not if you flaunt him in front of invited randy females. What’s the point in showing off the goods if all they can do is guess what he might be like. If you want them to stimulate them you’d have to hold out the possibility that they might sample the goods.”
“Is that the whole list?”
“No, there is one other,” he said as he wiped the last of the dishes and stacked them in the cupboard.
“Go on, I’m curious.”
“I wanted to see if you’d guess.”
“Is it important?”
“Yes, well I think it could be.”
“Well surely you’ve left out the gay husband who’s putting up with his wife for social convention but secretly lives for these events.”
Dan laughed. “Actually I hadn’t thought of that one.”
“That tells us something.”
“I guess. The last one is the painful one, the naked specimen that the wife shows off to get sympathy from her friends so that they’ll understand why she plays away all the time.”
There was an eerie silence in the room for a few seconds, Dan looked at the floor, closed his eyes and held his breath, not daring to look at June.
She stood up, grabbed his shoulders and spun him around to face her, her nose a few inches from his.
“Daniel if you ever say anything daft like that again you will be in so much trouble.”
“But it could be,” he said, daring to breath again. “People might think that.”
“People who do think that will not be invited. Come on darling, I do know what I’m talking about. I have data. There were a few that were as good, even one or two that were better in some respects but all around you’re the man for me. Never ever, ever forget that.”
She stopped for a second and the aggression collapsed. “I know, I understand. I like fucking other people so why wouldn’t you think that there’s something wrong with you. I know that you love me so much that you can’t understand that it’s me that weird. Before we’re finished here we are going to have some rules about all that. I can’t put us at risk. None of those other cocks would be any fun if I didn’t have you. If it wasn’t for you I would never have started. I wanted so much to be the best for you.”
“But you do like it.”
“Yes.”
“So I’ll never really be enough for you.”
“No, it’s not like that. If it makes you think that then it stops, but I think it could be good for both of us, so before we call a halt I want to take it as far as we can so if we stop then we both know why. I can’t have you wondering if I’m disappointed, if I’m missing it. If we stop it’s because we both know for sure.”
“I don’t know how we can do that.”
“Yes darling, I know, and that’s where I’m ahead of you, so for the next week I’m going to push you in all sorts of ways, we’re going to pack so much into the next week so that you can catch up.”
“In two weeks? I can catch up two hundred days in two weeks?”
“If need be we’ll take longer. I have another week’s leave due if we need it and I’m sure you could do the same. All your clients know how long I’ve been away, they’ll understand.”
“I guess.”
“Right, so lets get to it,” she said, getting up and pulling him towards the door. “Remember the gang bang woman?”
“Yes.”
“Seeing her was what led to Craig and Di, so maybe if we spent another day sight-seeing we might get another inspiration.”
“By sight-seeing you mean observing human behaviour on the beach.”
“Yes dear, naked human behaviour, which fortunately, and very much down to your foresight and planning, happens to be right outside our door.”
* * *
They strolled along the beach, pausing occasionally to venture into the sand dunes because Dan said that some of the more interesting action happened there. Action of course is hard to define, it’s rude to stare and even more so to hang around waiting to see if a girl lying with two men is going to get fucked by either of them. Walking along the beach it is necessary to look as though you are going somewhere. This wasn’t the highest part of the season, so the place was not packed and even a long stand in one place, scanning the beach as though looking for friends did not provide the chance for prolonged observation.
“Would it be better to find a place and sit for a while?”
“I don’t know love. Remember you’ve been here more than me.”
“Yeah,” said Dan, “by about three hours during which I filled in forms, picked up keys, organised passes and ate one filled baguette.”
They carried on walking because June still felt that she hadn’t seen the whole beach.
“Could we stop for a drink? check in my bag.”
“Dan the thoughtful husband,” she said. “Juice and wine. Really you should be the wife, you’re better at it than me.”
“Well if I have to do the washing up naked all the time, maybe you could lend me an apron. I’d hate to spill hot liquid somewhere important.”
“Where would that be?” June reached into Dan’s back pack and pulled out the juice bottles. “Stay there,” she said and reached into the second pocket.
“What are you getting now?”
“My collar and lead.”
“Why?”
“Look over there. The couple lying down facing the sea. I want you looking like a dominant master when we get near them.”
“Why?”
“Can you see what he’s wearing?”
“Not clearly.”
“Lead me over that way,” she said, clipping the extending dog lead to her collar and handing the grip part to Dan.
“What am I getting myself into?”
“A good blow job I expect.”
As they got closer Dan had a clearer view. “Is that one of those cage things? I read about them when I was looking up cuckold.”
“Got it in one, so with luck the woman next to him is a randy hot wife.”
“Wow, the real thing in the wild. Shouldn’t you be the one making the play?”
“Another day darling, right now I want her to focus on you. Lead me right up to them and watch to see if his cock gets hard in that cage.”
Ten meters away they stopped and June walked forward, extending the leash behind her.
“Hello, do you speak English?”
The woman looked up, seeing June for the first time and then following the line of the leash back to Dan.
“Yes.”
“My master wishes to know if you would be interested in meeting.”
“He’s got you well trained chick. What exactly does meeting entail?”
“I cannot say, I am merely the messenger. He has an expert cock that you could enjoy. Better than the one you have tamed.”
“Anything would be better than that.”
The woman stood up, straddling her man so that he was looking right at her spread pussy. “Isn’t that so darling,” she said jiggling the cage with her toe. “Ask your fella to come over.”
June dutifully turned towards Dan and took two steps towards him before beckoning him over. As he arrived the woman spoke again.
“Nice to meet you, any chance we can drop all this master slave business, it’s only a game isn’t it.”
“That cage doesn’t look like a game.”
“Well, yeah, that’s true, but if I didn’t put it on he’d be wanking himself to death every time I looked at a man.
“We’re working on it. Lets say if I leave her out of my sight too long she be screwing something.”
“How long is too long.”
“On average eighteen hours and seven minutes, but that’s only an average.”
“And what about this piece of equipment,” she said, pointing at his cock, “how often does that get exercised?”
“Are you offering.”
“I thought you’d never ask.” she said, dropping to her knees on the sand.
“Tell me,” said Dan in a academic sounding voice. “Can your pet come inside that cage?”
The woman sat back on her heels. “It has been known, of course it’s not comfortable for him, hurts like fuck if he gets really hard but if your pet wants to have a go, feel free.”
June knelt next to the man.
“Hold on a moment,” said Dan. “I think we should do this properly.” He shrugged off the back pack. “Get the tent pegs from the windbreak, stake him out, do it properly.”
June was in action in a flash and rapidly hammered two pegs into the sand above the man’s arms and then cuffed him and clipped his arms to the pegs. In another minute she had his legs spread wide and fixed.
“That is a quite a sight,” said the woman. “I like it. I’m Mandy, this specimen, well lets just call him Specimen shall we. Get to it slut. Don’t let him come, edge him and keep it that way. I love hearing him moan while I’m enjoying myself.” She picked up a small towel and wrapped it around the man’s face across his eyes.
“Is his tongue any good?” said June.
“One of his better points.”
June reversed position and lowered her pussy onto the man face. “Get your tongue to work Specimen.”
Mandy stood up for a moment and kissed Dan, one hand reaching behind his head and the other finding his cock. “Standing up or lying down?”
“Standing where she can see,” Dan whispered, “But maybe you want to watch June work his cage? No need to rush.”
“You’re very considerate.”
“Watching her work is always fun. Get on your knees and keep me hard and I’ll see to you later.”
“Yes master,” she said, dropping to her knees and starting to get to work. Dan’s eyes were fixed on June as she lifted the cock cage with one hand and began to lick it. Dan had never seen such a thing close up and he suspected that June hadn’t either. Studs who wanted to fuck her in New York would hardly be likely to turn up wearing one and he doubted that some hot wife would bring a cuckold to June for a treat, interesting as the thought might be.
The cage was a shining metal affair, almost artistic in design, A solid ring around the base of the cock and balls padlocked to a the cage that enveloped the cock with silver metal. Unlike a prison cage the metal was almost woven in an abstract pattern, like the white space between a leopard’s spots. The thought of the sunshine tanning a leopard skin pattern sprang into Dan’s mind and then disappeared – he’d have to keep the exact same hardness all day – possible but unlikely.
As he watched he could see the effect of June’s ministrations, or maybe it was his face being teased with her pussy, who knows, one way or another it was having an effect. The cock in the cage was swelling, the flesh pressing against the holes and filling the whole thing. It must be tight, does it hurt he wondered. Would that matter? June until then had been licking teasing the flesh through the holes each of which were big enough for the tip of her tongue to enter and touch whatever it could find.
By now Mandy had Dan’s cock solidly hard and from what he could see she was concentrating on him and had no interest in her partner. Dan on the other hand was captivated by June, who kept looking at him as she played with the caged cock in front of her. Dan found himself reflexly thrusting his cock into Mandy’s mouth, striving at the same time to school his thoughts away from any idea of coming. He felt as if he was on a tightrope. When June enveloped the whole cage in her mouth dropped her head down so that it went out of sight Dan had to really struggle, closing his eyes at one point, trying to get rid of the images and frantically trying to think about cold water or ice maybe, anything to stop himself coming.
As June’s head came back up she mouthed,
“You have to fuck her.”
The thought hadn’t entered Dan’s head but he wasn’t in any doubt about what June was saying. Was she simply lost in the moment. Did she really mean it? She must have seen the doubts running across his face.
“Fuck her Dan.” This time there wasn’t any doubt. Push it past the point of no return, get out of your comfort zone. He could hear the words echoing in his head. The blow job he was enjoying was in his comfort zone. Yeah, maybe. How should he do this?
Staring at the tableau in front of him an idea dawned.
He put his hand on Mandy’s head, stroking it, making his presence felt, trying to make it firm and masterful.
“Can you fuck that thing?” he mouthed at June, pointing at the cage that had emerged from her mouth. A slow smile came over her face. She reached behind herself and pulled the towel off Specimen’s face.
“Sorry about the blinding light,” she said and moved down his body, squatting over the erect cock cage and beginning to use it to play with her pussy lips.
Dan pulled Mandy up. “Your man needs some shade,” he said, drawing her around towards his head. “Put your pussy on his face.” No explaining he thought, give orders, expect obedience.
He moved to June, “Face down if you can love, I want her tongue in your arse, can you do that. He was rewarded with a devilish grin and she eased herself forward flat on the sand, legs spread and pushing herself back onto the cock cage that was now invisible inside her.
Dan returned to Mandy’s rear, took a condom from his backpack and slid his cock into her. Concentrating hard he made sure of his pace. Nothing violent, but making sure his entry was unrelenting, without hesitation, getting all the way in until his balls were in Specimen’s face. He tried to avoid feeling sorry for the guy. He gripped Mandy’s hips and pulled her back against him until her clit was poised over her man’s mouth.
“Work that clit,” he said, trying to sound as authoritative as he could.
From then on it was what the military call hard pounding with one addition. He reached forward, putting his hand on Amanda’s neck, forcing her head into June buttocks.
“You can use your tongue too.”
Only one question now he thought, who the hell is going to cum first and when? Of course the poor guy underneath has a problem, a lot of work to do and June will probably edge him to death – a good test for her. Trying to think about the other three was keeping his own orgasm at bay, so he concentrated for a while on Mandy, hammering her as hard as he could and rhythmically pressing her pelvis into her man’s face.
Dan found time to have a quick look around and noticed that they were gathering an audience. Did that mean he should drag it out to extend the performance? He wished he could see June’s face. Being masterful was all very well, but he was probably the least experienced sexual athlete in the game. The man underneath them all must have been doing this for a long time. You didn’t sunbathe in a cock cage with a sexy woman unless you’d been in the business a while. Well yes he thought, that or completely henpecked. June was way ahead of him, except maybe some of this was new. He was fairly sure she’d never fucked a caged cock and probably hadn’t had her arse licked by a woman.
I’ve given her something new, he thought. Hey, that’s wild. He felt a surge of enthusiasm and under him he sensed Mandy beginning to moan. Speed up, make her know she’s been fucked.
Watching June he saw that she was supporting her self on one arm and the other had crept under her body. She must be winding herself up. Time to go for it.
Pressing Mandy into the man on the floor he redoubled his effort and was rewarded with a spluttered cry. He felt her pelvic muscles contract around him and allowed himself to really enjoy burying himself as deep as he could until his own orgasm overcame him. In front of him he saw June’s shapely arse bounce a couple of times and then ease herself forward off the cage and away from the mouth working her rear. Mandy collapsed on top of her specimen, opening her mouth and enveloping cage and cock. Dan stayed where he was for a moment, watching June, needing a cue or some sort. That’s the problem with being a novice, you can think stuff up but you don’t know how it’s supposed to end until you’ve done it.
June rolled onto her back and put her arms back, stretching on the sand and smiling at the sky until she clasped her hands behind her head and turned her face towards him.
“Well done” she mouthed. We should practice lip reading, he thought. June got up and strolled over to him, her walk full of sex and pride, coquettish, and tempting despite her exertions. She wrapped her arms around him and eased his cock out of Mandy, a squirt of cunt juice followed his cock and dribbled onto her man’s face. June knelt beside him and pulled the condom off Dan and then with exaggerated care she squeezed the contents over the specimen’s face.
“If we knew you better you would have had this direct,” she said, “so I guess you should have it now. Maybe Mandy will want to lick it up.”
“What might Mandy want?” The woman turned, rolling around on the sand to come face to face with June.
“Did he come?”
“Dan did,” said June, pointing at the deposit, “and you are fairly juicy yourself. But your specimen, no. Almost I reckon. Almost, for quite a while. The poor thing is rock hard. Will he get over it, you know, being the only one who hasn’t come?”
“He’s not due until tomorrow. A whole week, naked and caged, that was the deal.”
Mandy leaned down and kissed briefly before licking some of Dan’s come off his face and then kissing him some more.
“Not exactly a cream pie,” she said, “More like squirty cream.” She licked his face and then french kissed whatever she found into his mouth, exploring him with her tongue.
“She loves him really,” said June, hugging Dan and talking quietly in his ear. “He must like it. How was it for you? Did you enjoy that?”
“Should we stay?”
“You mean what happens now?”
“Yeah, I’m the novice here. Do we slope off or stop and chat, talk to the audience, sign autographs?”
June giggled. “Sit down and rest a while. Have a drink. I’ll offer them some some wine, there’s plastic glasses and enough for everyone indoor bag.”
She poured him a glass and turned to Mandy, “Would you like a glass of wine? Is the specimen allowed some?”
“It is allowed some. I guess you want your tent pegs back?” She got up and pulled the pegs loose and undid the cuffs. “His name’s Bob really, when we’re not playing. Bob, tell them how it was for you.”
“Awesome,” he said, massaging his wrists and sitting up. June handed him a glass of wine.
“Dan would love to hear your side of things if you don’t mind. We’re here on our honeymoon and trying to make the most of it. Thanks for being up for that.”
“Don’t say you wish your honeymoon had been like that,” said Mandy putting a finger on Bob’s lips. “Ours was very conventional,” she said. “Before I discovered cocks and Bob discovered that he liked it.”
“Has he been caged long?”
“Not long enough.”
“A year,” said Bob, “on and off.”
“He’s better when it’s on, he pays more attention to me. That’s the point of it really, it gives me control and I know what he needs. You two were brilliant. Hey, and wine too.”
“We should be thanking you,” said June.
“Why?”
June quickly looked at Dan, did she dare tell the secret? He nodded.
“Dan’s never done anything like that before.”
“Wow, and he was so good.”
“He’s a fast learner.” The pride in June’s voice was obvious.
“What about you?”
“Bob’s cock, even if it was in a cage, is number two hundred and seventy. Really we should take a picture to make it official.”
“You’ve had two hundred and sixty nine cocks and you have pictures of them?”
“Every one,” said Dan “She has a computer full of them, like holiday snaps, but in a database with critical reviews”
“It’s a long story.” June said as Dan watched a hint of a blush flush her cheeks.
“When you’re not fucking do you have time for a social life?” Bod chimed in. “We could have dinner if you’d be interested. Amanda is a hell of a cook.”
“So long as you’re happy to have food served by a naked slave in a cock cage.” Amanda suppressed a giggle.
“Sounds ideal,” said June and Dan in unison.”Is your name Amanda or Mandy?”
“Mandy is the slut, Amanda is the married lady,” said the lady with two names.”Bring your camera and you can add him to the collection. I bet he’s the only one in a cage.”
“You’re right about that.”
“How many have you had dear,” said Bob.
“You know as well as I do.”
“Eleven,” said Bob, “but some of them a lot of times. Were your’s all different guys? Did I hear that right?”
“All different,” said Dan.
“Did you watch?”
Dan turned to look at Mandy. “No I was at home and she was in the states. She filmed them all.”
“Bloody hell.” Mandy sat shaking her head. “I’m not in your league chick. You really must come tonight. I want to hear more.”
End of episode 6
As in the previous episode this is fiction , but similar events to those included can be found on the web as apparently happening at Cap d’Agde.
