Danny drained the remnants of his beer from the bottle, his eyes and thoughts on his attractive blonde wife standing at the beach-bar a few yards away. A sudden breeze opened her wrap-around skirt briefly allowing him to get a flash of her tanned thigh and panties. There were others sitting around tables as the evening sunset began to take hold but no-one else seemed to notice the sudden flash of naked flesh.
The barman who was serving her didnât get a look either; it was difficult from his vantage point. Danny had no doubt though that the barman would have liked to have seen what he had seen; he knew the look of lust when he saw it. He had seen that look when they first arrived three days ago and he had seen his eyes light up every time they had paid a visit to the bar which lay a few hundred yards from their apartment. It was clear to him that the Jamaican bar owner had the hots for Claire, his wife.
They were talking about him though. Every now and then they would look across at him. Danny began to feel a little disconcerted as well as curious. He knew Claire well; they had been together for ten years now, eight of which as man and wife; they also had two children together, so he knew that the look on her face was serious. Still, he sat there watching them talking; waiting patiently for her to return with their drinks.
It was almost ten minutes later when she moved away from the bar and her admirer, and came back to the table.
âYou were deep in conversation there?â Danny said as she sat down. She ignored his question. âYou know when you booked this holiday how did you actually find this place?â She asked him.
âI told you,â He replied. âon the internet.â
âI know but where?â She asked him again.
Danny shrugged his shoulders. âI just googled adult holidays.â
âYes as in adults only.â He replied. âWhy?â
âAdult as in adult?â She asked.
âAdult as in no children.â He told her. âThatâs what we wanted after last yearâs disaster in Orlando.â
She knew what he meant. Last year they had ended up in a family resort full of hyperactive kids and it had ruined their intended rest and relation break. Though they had children of their own and enjoyed holidaying with them there were times when they needed quality time together.
âBut did they say anything else about the resort here?â She asked him.
He shrugged his shoulders again as he took a swig of beer. âI didnât bother going into much detail. It was a last minute deal.â He replied. âWe always fancied Jamaica anyway so I just booked it. Why, donât you like it here?â
Claire leant forward and spoke quietly. âDo you notice anything about the place?â
Danny looked around him quickly. âYes, no kids.â
âLook closer.â She told him.
Danny looked around again. The two closest tables to them each had two white couples with a black male sat with them. There were two more tables with a lone white male; there were a couple more tables with white women sat with black males and then there was a large crowd around three tables put together. The crowd consisted of six white females with six black males.
He shrugged his shoulders. âLooks pretty normal to me.â
Just as he finished speaking a white woman and a black male appeared from the direction of the apartments walking hand in hand. They brushed past them as they sat down at one of the tables that had a lone white male sat at it. The man had a smile on his face as he stood up and gave the woman a kiss. âHave a good time darling?â They heard him say.
The woman said something that they could not hear clearly and then she said more loudly âHow about getting Ezra and me a drink.â
Danny looked at Claire. The penny was beginning to drop. Claire leaned forward âJoe was telling me that this resort is a haven for cuckoldsâ She said quietly.
âCuckolds?â Danny asked, trying to be as quiet as Claire.
âMarried women come here for a break without their husbands and some husbands like to accompany their wives and allow them to sample the local males!â
The blood drained from Dannyâs face. âHowâŠâŠhowâŠ..do you know that?â He asked her.
I told you.â She replied. âJoe told me.â
âHeâŠâŠheâŠ.he doesnât think weâre like that does he?â Danny asked.
âWell, he did ask if youâre a cuckold but I soon put him right on that.â She answered. âHeâd like to cuckold you though!â
âHe can bugger off!â Danny snapped back.
Claire smiled and leaned forward to give him a reassuring kiss. âBut you do like to fantasize about me with another man, donât you?.â She teased softly.
âYeahâŠbut itâs just a fantaâŠâ He started to say. âWait, youâre not suggesting that you actually want to try it are you??â
Claire smiled. âWellâŠâŠif the opportunity aroseâŠâ
Danny had no chance to respond because Joe suddenly appeared with a tray of drinks. âOn the house.â He said as he put the tray down.
Joe held out his hand âIâm Joe and you must be Danny.â He said before pulling up a chair. Danny began to feel uneasy as he sat down between him and Claire. âThatâs me done for the night.â He said as he sipped on his drink.
The three people from a table behind got up and walked passed them; the white woman and the black male held hands and the white male followed on behind. The black male spoke to Joe as he walked passed and Joe said âI will, have a nice time my friend.â
Danny looked at the white male following them; he wore shorts that had a prominent bulge in the front. âThere goes one happy cuckold.â Joe commented.
Danny felt uncomfortable. He knew that Joe wanted to cuckold him and he also knew that Claire would do it if given the chance. âMaybe he isnât happy.â Danny said. Joe laughed âDid you not see his stiffy?â He said. âA cuckold will always have a stiffy when his wife or girlfriend is with another man.â
âHave you cuckolded many men Joe?â Claire asked.
Danny was shocked that she would ask such a question.
âYes.â He responded looking at Danny.
âWhat do you get out of it apart from the obvious?â Claire asked him.
Itâs a combination of things.â He said as he sipped his drink.âBut like my friend just then, I do get a buzz in that situation, taking the wife away to pleasure her and having her husband as an onlooker with a stiffy.â
âHe did look excited.â Claire commented. âDo they always get that excited?â Joe smiled. âYou bet.â He replied. âItâs the first sign that they enjoy being cuckolded. We always call it the cuckold test.â
âThe cuckold test?â Claire asked.
âWell if youâre with a couple for the first time and youâre paying the wife some attention and the husband gets a stiffy then you know that heâs up for it. Heâs a cuckold.â Joe explained.
Danny was feeling more uncomfortable now as he sensed Joe gazing down at his crotch.
âSo if the husband gets a stiffy in that situation then he somehow enjoys being cuckolded?â Claire asked him. Joe nodded. âWell put it this way. If that guy we just saw didnât want it to happen he would be dragging my friend off his wife. He wouldnât be following on behind with a stiffy would he?â
âNo, I guess not.â Claire replied looking at Danny.
âYouâre very quiet Darling!â
âMaybe Dannyâs afraid that heâd pass the cuckold testâŠâ Joe said with a smile. Danny gave a nervous laugh. âI doubt it.â He said.
âSo youâre up for taking it then?â Joe asked him.
âI doubt if Claire would even want me to take that test, whatever such a test would involve.â Danny replied.
âYes, how would you test him?â She asked.
âLetâs go back to your apartment and Iâll show you.â Joe relied.
For a few moments Claire and Danny just looked at each other. Danny knew that he should end it there and then but there was something about Claireâs interest that intrigued him. Yes, it was true that sometimes in moments of fantasy he would think about her with another man. There was an occasion a couple of years back when some guy had hit on her in a hotel they were staying at. She had gone down to the bar ahead of him and a guy approached her and started to chat her up. He was quite an attractive guy and was quite blatant in his interest in her. The guy looked quite disappointed when he appeared on the scene. Whether she had been teasing or not; she had told him that if she had been single she would have gone off with him. Her confession excited him and it put some extra vigour into their fucking that night.
âSo, you willing to take the test?â Joe asked him directly.
Danny made no effort to respond.
âIâm up for it if Danny is.â Claire said.
Danny felt a hint of sexual excitement come over him. âSure, why notâŠâ He found himself saying.
A few minutes later and with their drinks downed, the three of them headed off to the apartment. Danny made a point of grabbing Claireâs left hand as they walked away; there was no way that he was going to walk on behind them. However, Joe reached for her other hand and Claire found herself walking with two men. âHmm this is quite nice being taken home by two men!â She said.
Danny said nothing throughout the short journey to their apartment. He was in a state of nervous excitement and confusion. One part of him wanted to see Joe just disappear and leave them alone but there was another part that found excitement in seeing him holding on to his wifeâs hand. Claire on the other hand seemed quite cool about the whole situation.
When they got back to the apartment Claire opened a bottle of white wine and they all nervously stood in the kitchen quietly drinking. It was Claire who spoke first âSo whatâs this test then?â
Joe put his glass down. âHave you got a dressing gown sash or maybe we can use Dannyâs belt.â He said looking down at Dannyâs waist.
âUse the belt.â Claire said.
âWe also need a chair in the lounge.â Joe said.
âCan you bring one in please darling?â Claire said as she led the way.
Danny had already figured out that some kind of restraining was going to be involved and it came as little surprise when he was asked to sit down on the chair that was placed in the center of the room.
âWould you like to undo his belt Claire?â Joe asked her.
Danny meekly sat down and allowed Claire to unbuckle his belt and withdraw it. As she handed it to Joe he moved behind the chair and asked Danny to put his hands through the bars at the back of the chair. Again Danny meekly surrendered himself and moments later his hands were firmly secure to the chair.
âWould you take down his pants please Claire?â Joe asked as he stood up. Neither of them said anything as she pulled his trousers and his boxers down around his ankles. Danny felt vulnerable and very nervous as he sat there with the two of them standing beside each other looking down at him.
Suddenly Joe put his arm around Claire.
âNow then Danny.â He started to say as he gave her a hug.
âClaire and I are going to do some making out and if you get a stiffy from watching us then Iâm gonna take that as a âyesâ to fuck your wife.â
Joe hugged her again âThat okay with you?â He asked.
âYes, but we fuck upstairsâŠnot down here.â She told him.
Claireâs language shocked Danny.
âAnd if I remain like this youâll stop?â Danny asked him.
âYes.â Joe replied. âAs soon as timeâs up, Iâll stop.â
âHow long do I get though?â Danny asked.
âI reckon youâll have a stiffy within five minutes but letâs make it ten.â Joe told him. âI wonât get hard.â Danny told him defiantly.
Joe pulled away from Claire and leaned over Danny, resting his hands on the both arms of the chair. âDanny my friend, by the time I get to your wifeâs pussy youâll not only be stiff but youâll also be dribbling cum.â Joe told him.
Danny shifted awkwardly in his seat as Joe stepped back to be greeted by a kiss from Claire. It shocked him to see her kiss another man; not just any old kiss but a long passionate kiss. She was smaller than Joe so she had to reach up and wrap her hands around the back of his neck to pull him down to her height. The kiss lasted a few minutes and then Claire broke away and moved back to the settee.
Joe joined her and they quickly got back into an embracing kiss. Once again Claire kissed him with passion; running her hands through his short black hair before running a hand down his muscular arm and resting on his thigh. Danny breathed in heavily as he saw her hand resting on his thigh. Joe responded by resting his hand on her waist. For a few moments they continued to kiss with passion and then she glanced over to Danny. Her focus though was not on his face but on his groin.
Danny glanced down. His cock was still flaccid lying snugly between his closed thighs but he was afraid. The horror of watching her kiss another man was wearing off now and he could feel stirrings; sensual stirrings. He feared those stirrings would make his cock stiffen and he knew that once that happened they would fuck; of that he had no doubt.
âAm I allowed to touch?â She asked as she turned her attention back to Joe. Joe smiled. âFeel free to do what you like.â He told her. âWhatever you think will give him a stiffy.â
Danny felt those stirrings again. He watched as her hand moved across his lap and rested on his bulge. He closed his eyes to try and shut himself off but Claire spoke. âDo you have a big one?â She asked.
Dannyâs eyes opened in horror.
âSee for yourself.â Joe said as he stood up. Joe was simply dressed in a long t-shirt and a pair of knee length shorts. Danny watched as Claireâs hand went up to the belt buckle. He didnât think that she would do it; he didnât think that she even had it in her to do such a thing; after all she hardly knew anything about the man but she unbuckled his belt strap and loosened the waistband of his shorts.
As she tugged on them she glanced across at Danny. Once again her focus was not on his face but on his cock. Her eyes remained focused on his cock as she pulled Joeâs shorts slowly down over his thighs. Danny managed to hold on to his thoughts as he desperately tried to keep himself from getting caught up in the erotic spectacle. âWowâŠyou are big.â He heard her say to Joe.
Danny found it impossible to keep himself from looking up; found it impossible from looking at his wife holding another manâs cock in her hand. Her white hand looked so small against the huge thick black cock; so small it could barely wrap itself around it. Danny could feel himself starting to stir now; he knew that was starting to lose this battle.
He tried his best to focus his thoughts elsewhere but Claire was making it more and more difficult. âCan I suck it?â He heard her say.
He watched Joeâs large brown hand rest on his wifeâs shoulder. âBabe you can do whatever you want with my cock.â
As her lips folded around the bulbous tip of Joeâs cock she turned and looked across at Danny. This time she looked him in the eye; she was taunting him; she was teasing him; she was seeing his cock slowly start to lift itself off his thighs. Danny closed his eyes; he wanted to put other thoughts inside his head; any thoughts; anything but the thought of his wife sucking another manâs cock. It was becoming a hopeless battle.
He opened his eyes again only to see Joeâs hands fondling Claireâs breasts through her thin top. He watched him take her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers to arouse her. He knew just how sensitive her nipples were; he knew just how aroused she became when he did that. He felt his penis stiffening again. Danny closed his eyes.
The rustling of clothes drew his attention back to them and he opened his eyes to see Claire standing and Joe pulling her top over her head. It had hardly had time to hit the floor before he had unhooked her bra. Danny watched Joe lower his face to her breasts and he just managed to close his eyes before the first kisses were released. He could hear them; he could hear the sound of lips against flesh and he could also hear the sounds of soft moans; Claireâs soft moans of ecstasy.
He heard the rustling of clothes again and found himself unable stop his eyes from opening. It was Joe kneeling on the floor now; it was Joeâs hands dealing with a belt buckle now; Claireâs skirt belt buckle to be precise. He watched her skirt slide gracefully down her thighs to the floor to leave her standing there in just a pair of white panties. Joeâs large dark skinned hands reached up to the waistband of them just as Danny felt something cold dripping onto his thighs. He looked down; his cock was stiff and leaking precum. The battle was lost.
Danny let out a groan; a groan of despair that brought their attention to him. Claire stepped out of her panties, bent down to pick them up, and took hold of Joeâs cock to lead him across the room to where Danny was seated. Claire said nothing as she stooped down and kissed him gently on the lips. She looked him in the eyes and after dropping her panties in his lap she led Joe by the cock to the door.
Danny groaned again as he watched them leave the room. He heard them climb the wooden stairs up to the bedroom and then heard the noise of the bed springs. For a few moments there was only silence coming from upstairs but then he heard soft moans coming from Claire. The increasing volume of her moans and the sound of the rhythmic bed spring movements told him that they were fucking.
He glanced down at his groin. His erect cock had Claireâs panties dangling from it and they served to help soak up his cum. He tugged on his hands; he wanted to free them; he wanted to masturbate, Danny was desperate for relief but he could do nothing except listen. Listen to sounds coming from upstairs; the sounds of the creaking bed springs; the sound of the headboard hitting the wall; the sounds of sex; the sounds of his wife having sex with another man.
Then there were the cries and moans. Claire was screaming now; screaming out obscenities; screaming out in passion. He could hear her crying out about Joeâs big cock; hear her crying out about how good it was; hear her telling him, begging him even to fill her. He could also hear Joe. Joe too was vocal; groaning and grunting in his poundings; telling her that he was coming; telling her he was going to fill her pussy. Those final screams and groans were almost deafening and then there was silence.
The silence was almost as deafening as the screams had been. It lasted for what seemed like ages and then he heard Joeâs voice. He couldnât make out what he was saying but he could picture him lying on top of her, talking while still deep inside her. He could also hear the sounds of the rhythmic bed spring movements again. Joe was fucking her again.
Danny cursed under his breath; Joe was fucking his wife again; showing off his prowess; showing off his virility. He had never fucked her so quickly in succession; he wasnât capable. He cursed again. Claire was starting her screaming again; he had never heard her so vocal during sex; never known her to enjoy sex like this before. But Danny wasnât Joe; Danny didnât have a huge thick cock like Joe; Danny didnât have the sexual appetite that Joe had, Danny couldnât please his wife like Joe could. Danny cursed again.
He wanted to drown out their sounds; wanted to put his fingers in his ears to drown out the screams and obscenities flowing from Claire as she neared another climax. He also wanted to cum; he wanted to masturbate; he wanted to take hold of his cock and stroke it to the rhythm of Joeâs pounding. He wanted to release his cum alongside Joe. That was impossible of course. He was bound; tied to a chair; unable to touch himself; unable to free himself; unable to enjoy the pleasures that Joe was experiencing.
He could hear Joe coming; he could hear Joe screaming that he was coming; he could hear him warn his wife that he was about to fill her and he could hear Claire screaming âYesssssssssssssssssssssssssâ
The silence lasted longer this time. At one stage he thought they had fallen sleep but then he heard the sound of the bed springs moving; they were disengaging. He could hear their voices; talking softly; talking slowly. He heard Claire giggle; he also heard them kiss and then he heard the sound of feet hitting the floor.
He was afraid now; he could hear them coming down the stairs. What would happen next? What would they say? What would he say?
He looked up at them as they entered the room; hand in hand and naked. His eyes fell to Joeâs groin. His cock was still half erect; glistening and wet; covered with his wifeâs juices as well as his own cum. Claire smiled and bent down to kiss him. âYou okay darling?â She asked.
He gave a faint smile. He was so pleased to see her; he wanted to kiss her properly; he wanted to take her in his arms; he wanted to love her. She reached for his cock and lifted her panties from it. There was an embarrassing pool of cum around the base of his cock.
âYouâre excited then?â She asked him.
He said nothing, there was nothing he could say.
Joe was standing by her side with his arm around her waist and all he could do was stare down at Joeâs cock. âDid you like listening to us fuck?â She asked him as she wrapped the panties around his cock.
âYou know that youâre my cuckold now donât you?â She told him as she started to move her hand up and down his shaft.
âJoe has made a cuckold out of you. You do know that donât you?â She taunted as her hand movements quickened.
âYesssssssssssssâŠâ Danny replied.
âYou donât mind if he fucks me regularly on this holiday do you?â She taunted again.
âNoooooooooooooâŠâ He groaned.
âTell him darling.â She said. âTell him he can fuck me whenever he wants.â She taunted as her hand movements brought him closer to coming.
âTell him darling. Tell him.â She said. âTell him that Iâm his to fuck whenever he pleasesâŠâ
Danny groaned then cried out as he started to cum.
Claire pumped his cock harder and he screamed out again. âThatâs a good boy.â She told him as his cum gushed out and spilled over her hand.
As she wiped up the last drops of his cum he noticed a trickle of cum running down the inside her thighs. That was Joeâs cum. While he had only cum on his wifeâs damp panties, Joe had had the luxury of coming inside a nice tight warm pussy; his wifeâs nice tight warm pussy.
Joe was quick to notice it too. Breaking away from Claire he went behind the chair and untied Danny. âA good cuck always goes down on his wife and cleans her up after sheâs been fucked by another man.â Danny told him.
Danny had never done anything like that before; he had never even had the inclination to. He had wiped her pussy with tissue afterwards but he never cleaned her up with his tongue before. Just like his cuckolding though, he was being led to doing new things; led to places that he didnât really want to go. Claire sat back on the settee with legs apart and Joe led Danny to the edge of the settee and made him kneel.
âThatâs it darling.â She said taking him by the head. âYou clean me up. Clean up all Joeâs lovely cum.â
Danny poked out his tongue and tentatively touched her cum covered pussy lips.
It was thick, creamy and salty. Claireâs hand pulled his face tightly against her. His cheeks became covered in the sticky remnants as he delved deeper inside her with his eager tongue. As well as cleaning her up though he realized that he was also arousing Claire; her fingers dug into scalp and she started gyrating her groin into his face. He could also hear her cries of ecstasy.
He wasnât the only one aroused either; glancing to his side he saw Joe standing there stroking his cock as he watched them. It was fully erect again and it looked menacing and threatening. Claire had also noticed his arousal and reached out to hold his cock. âPlease fuck me again JoeâŠplease, just fuck meâ He heard her say.
She pushed Danny away; his services were dispensed with; she wanted cock now. He thought that maybe he would take her upstairs again but no, he took her right there on the floor. He made her kneel on all fours with her face down and then climbed up behind her. Grabbing her hair, he pushed his cock deep inside her and began to fuck her violently.
Danny stood back watching him take her; watching him pound her ferociously from behind. He also watched him treat her roughly. Joe pulled at her hair with one hand and slapped her thigh hard with the other. He shouted at her to move her ass; calling her a whore in the process. Danny had never used rough treatment like this on her.
He watched her thigh get redder and redder and he heard Claire scream louder and louder but she wasnât in pain. Claire was loving every thrust of Joeâs cock; loving every hard slap on her thigh; loving every tug of her hair and loving every name he called her. Suddenly the slapping stopped and the hair pulling ceased as Joe used his hands to grip her thighs instead. Claireâs screams became almost deafening as he pounded her without mercy until he came again.
Danny stood back and looked on in awe as they collapsed back onto the settee together. He had never seen anything like it in his life.
It was over an hour later when Claire stepped out the bath after a long soak. He helped her to dry herself before she slipped into bed beside him. Danny wanted her; he was horny; he wanted to make love to her but he knew that Claire was in no fit state to fuck again that night as she cuddled up in his arms and closed her eyes.
Late, next afternoon as they were both relaxing on the beach, enjoying the late afternoon sun, Joe emerged from the bar and walked down to them. He acknowledged Danny before bending down and giving Claire a kiss on the lips. He whispered something in her ear and she smiled, got up and took his hand. After a kiss on the lips from his wife, Danny watched them walk away back towards the apartments. He felt his cock stiffen. Once again he had passed the cuckold test.
Suddenly he felt someoneâs presence next to him. âMind if I join you?â A voice said. âMy nameâs Warner.â
Danny took hold of the outstretched hand and shook it.
âMy wifeâs away getting what yours is about to get.â Warner said as he sat down.
Danny looked at the manâs crotch; another stiffy; another fellow male whoâd clearly passed the testâŠ
