Casanova and the Cuckold

Amy asked me what I made of Clarice. I said "Well, she's very pretty, very tiny, hardly needing a bra at all, nice little ass. To be honest, I'd hardly put her with Steve. He's obviously a gym freak, tall, broad – probably well hung too, the bastard!"

"Hmm, I bet!" purred Amy – and I felt my cock stiffen some more.

"Would you fuck him?" I asked her.

"Sure would!" she told me, then asking me "Would you do Clarice?"

"To be honest, I don't know but I think that's partly because I doubt that she'd be into all of that. She looks like an 'in love' type, doting on Steve, whereas he is bound to play around. I'm sure he got a hard-on when we talked about the play. Clarice on the other hand was squirming with embarrassment at times. It's hard to imagine her writhing on his hard cock." I told Amy.

"Maybe, but I wouldn't be surprised if she's one of those quiet types that loves a good fucking and lots of really horny stuff." Amy speculated.

We started rehearsals. I'd written the scenes so that each one ended with a successful seduction by our sex crazed hero. Tina played one of those seduced by Casanova. The scene concludes with him disrobing her and turning her naked front towards the audience. He holds her from behind for a few seconds before the stage lights dim to blackness. Tina was very keen to start dress rehearsals long before we needed to, so that she could begin to show herself to Steve – and the rest of us. I had to take her to one side to ask her to be patient. Whilst we talked alone, I dared to ask her about her bush. "Is it still totally natural – and wild?" I asked.

She nodded, saying "Pretty much like it was when we fucked. I'll show you, if you like."

I told her that wouldn't be necessary but that perhaps she might trim the edges, bearing in mind that a lot of local people are going to get to see it. She understood my point and agreed to tend to it, excited by the thought of doing so for the audience.

Jenny was cast as a young bride, seduced by Casanova on her wedding day. The irony was unintentional but not lost on a few of us. In her scene, Casanova exposes her tits to the audience before getting her wedding dress lifted from the back as he takes Jenny's character from behind. She bends as he takes her and her tits swing loose.

Amy was the last of the seduced characters. Her scene featured a large bed but that prop hadn't arrived yet and would only do so quite close to opening night. We tried to act out the scene on some raised sections of staging. The screenplay involved Steve mounting Amy. There was some stage dialogue but the characters are clearly fucking as far as the audience and the story are concerned.

After a rehearsal made awkward by the lack of a real bed, Amy confided to me once we got home. She said "Even though it was uncomfortable on that hard surface, I could tell that Steve got an erection as we went through the motions. I think you were right when you guessed he'd be well hung. It felt like it to me." Inevitably, my cock stiffened as I heard her words and my sexual mind raced. I asked Amy if it excited her and she said "You bet it did. He's a hunk and he has a big cock. I think he wants us to fuck. He flirts and he touches me intimately when he can."

"D'you want to fuck him?" I asked in our sex pact way and she told me that she did. "Goooood!" I drooled and added "because I think we can really make something out of this – for ourselves and the play, but especially for ourselves. I'll ask Steve to come here for an extra rehearsal. Leave the rest to me."

We got Steve to come to our place for extra rehearsing. "It's the bed scene, Steve. We need to get it right before the prop bed arrives. So, we'll rehearse here, in a real bed, our bed. Amy will take you to our room to get ready. I'll be there in a minute or two." I'd prepared Amy to suggest that Steve just wore a long tee shirt which she had ready for him. She wore cammy knickers and a matching bra. However, the knickers were crotchless. She didn't point this out to Steve but he would soon find out.

By the time I got to the room, Amy had Steve in bed, under the bed clothes and he was positioned on top of her. My cock reacted predictably with rapid stiffening. Actually seeing Amy in a sexual encounter was way more exciting than just hearing her describe it. As yet, they were not sexually enmeshed but Amy would give me coded signals. Asking for the lights on meant that Steve was hard. She soon asked for the lights on. Saying that the bed was hot meant that Amy was wet and ready. Telling me to take it easy was the code that Steve had penetrated her. Asking for some drinks meant leave us for a few minutes so we can fuck.

We rehearsed the lines and I suggested various moves to give the best impression to the audience that sex was happening in the play. Amy soon told me that the bed was hot. Not long after that Amy breathlessly asked me to take it easy. I gasped aloud. It looked as though I was reacting to Amy's words whereas I was gasping with excitement that my wife had another man's cock in her cunt – and I was in the same room.

After some more attempts at dialogue, Amy asked for drinks. I took my time getting their drinks and I could hear them fucking as I did so. I had told Amy to tell Steve that their cover was that they were rehearsing. I was incredibly aroused that Amy was being fucked just a few feet away from me. Amy said that her drink was very cold – which was the code that Steve had not come yet.

I grew bold, spurred by my huge excitement. I said "Steve, I may change the script at this point to have Casanova climax instead of Amy's character doing so. Can we try that? Let's just see how it looks. It may be too much. Give it a go, will you." Steve began the moves supposedly acting out a fuck but I knew the reality. In fact, I could smell the reality of raw sex occurring. I watched enthralled, picturing his cock sliding in and out of my wife's cunt. Steve gasped and juddered and sighed as he filled my wife with his jizz. I nearly came myself as I watched them.

"I need to think about that, you two. You did it so well, it would add to the story, if we dare do it with an audience watching. What do you both think? Could you do that bit with a full theatre watching you?"

"Well, I know I could!" Amy chipped in first.

"Pretty sure I could do that again." Steve added.

I played into his hands. "How about another rehearsal tomorrow?" I asked.

"Suits me!" said Amy, perhaps too enthusiastically.

"Err yeah, tomorrow's good." said Steve.

I left the two of them to dress and Steve left straight away, explaining that Clarice was expecting him. As soon as he'd gone, I urgently asked Amy "He did come in you, didn't he?"

Amy confirmed it. "Fuck yeah! He has got a big cock and he comes heavily" Then she added, almost pleading "Darling, I need you to fuck me now!"

We rushed to our bedroom, stripped and got into the bed they had just fucked in. I stared at Amy's hot reddened cunt, almost wishing I could see Steve's cock embedded. I could smell their sex. The powerful horny odours thrilled me. For a moment I wondered if I could lick her. I was about to do it when Amy gasped "Fuck me! Fuck me now. I need to feel you fucking me." I mounted Amy and took her through a loud chorus of four orgasms before I gave her my jizz. I admitted to Amy later that I found her creaminess from Steve to be a massive turn on.

Next day, we both waited impatiently for Steve to arrive. He did turn up on time, it was just our excitement that was willing him to be early. However, to our surprise, Steve had Clarice with him. He explained that they had come straight from some event. "Clarice will wait in the lounge. She knows this is important."

The actors went to get ready and I chatted to Clarice. I dared ask her thoughts on the play. She said "Oh Steve is loving it. I mean, well, he has a bit of a Casanova streak in him, really. He loves a tease and a flirt with the ladies. I don't mind. He knows how far I'm happy for him to go. In some respects, I enjoy him having a bit of fun with other ladies." I wondered just what that comment meant but I daren't ask. I left Clarice in the lounge and went to the bedroom.

Amy quickly appraised me. "Lights on please. Gosh, the bed's hot already. Now you go easy on us!"

My jaw dropped. Steve was fucking Amy already. We tried to do some lines but all three of us were more intent on rehearsing the fucking. I tweaked the positions, got Amy to raise her knees more and spread them wider. I teased Steve by asking "Do you feel as though you could actually fuck in that position?" and he readily assured me that he could.

"Maybe some drinks!" Amy asked and I left them alone so that I could get their drinks. I wondered if they dare have noisy sex with Clarice there. They did!

She came into the kitchen and said "It sounds so real, like they're actually doing it. It's quite exciting really!" I wondered about those last few words but not for long because Clarice followed me to the bedroom. I called out as we approached that two of us were coming in. Clarice said "Oh wow! That looks so real. If I were in the audience, I'd find it a very believable scene – but can I make some suggestions?" I urged her to do so. "Well, Amy, if you were okay about some partial nudity, it would look more real if you didn't have a bra on."

I gulped but Amy replied first. "Well I wasn't planning on showing my tits to the audience – but I don't mind doing it. Anything else, Clarice." said Amy as she unfastened her bra.

"Well, yes, actually. Hey, lovely tits, Amy. Maybe, if you were prepared to let Steve grasp your bare tits. Heaven knows he doesn't know what to do with big tits like yours. He hardly bothers with my little A cups – but it'd look very real – especially if he was under the bedclothes with his head between your legs, like for oral sex whilst he fondled your tits, Amy – if you didn't mind, of course. You're all right with that, aren't you, Steve?" Of course, Steve agreed.

"Right!" I interrupted. "Is everyone on board with that?" Steve and Amy gave controlled approval. I suggested that we try out the new ideas. As Steve slid down the bed, I could clearly smell the sex so I felt sure Clarice did too. I pictured Steve's tongue in Amy's cunt. Clarice and I watched our respective partners 'faking' oral sex followed by 'acting out' some animated fucking. We watched Steve handling Amy's tits. I got them to rehearse twice more before I asked Steve to act out his climax. After his involuntary shudders, he flopped onto Amy's tits, sucking one supposedly for effect.

"Oh well done, darling!" Clarice applauded. "It really looked like you two were fucking. And Steve, I wish you spent that long with your head between my thighs!" Turning to me she added "Actually, I can't complain! He's always ravenous for my pussy."

I steered Clarice out of the bedroom, saying "Let's leave them to dress." All too late I realised that I was suggesting leaving my wife and Clarice's husband alone together as they need to change clothes.

In the lounge Clarice said to me "Clearly you don't mind your wife undertaking such a sexually explicit role in the play." I replied that I didn't mind as it was a good cause. Clarice said "Yes, I know Steve is putting a lot into it and he's keen to make it realistic." Then she teased me with "It was interesting seeing them in bed together. Hey, maybe you and I should do it too. It'd be fun, you know, acting out some sex, like they did." I looked into her eyes and she held my stare. Her tongue slowly traced over her top lip, to and fro.

"Rain check?" I offered as the only idea I could come up with..

"I think I'm gonna hold you to that!" Clarice said with a cheeky smile.

Amy and Steve emerged from the bedroom. Steve was fully dressed and Amy wore a dressing gown. Clarice embraced her husband, kissed him on the lips and, I noticed, she quickly licked around his mouth. "Well done again, darling. You were really good in there. It was amazing to watch! It was so realistic!" I wondered about her words.

We all said our farewells. As Clarice went to Amy to say her goodbye, she added "D'you mind?" and then reached into her gown and cupped a tit. "Just wanted to share what Steve got hold of. Hey, you're a sport, Amy. Wow! Lovely size –and weight – and firmness. Very nice! Lovely, lovely tits, Amy! Bye."

Amy embraced me immediately the door clicked. "Fuck me!" she pleaded. "Fuck me now! I'm hot for you!"

I said "Does Clarice know what's really happening?"

"I don't know for certain – but her being here was a very big turn on for Steve. He loved it. And that bit with my tits and going down on me – it could've been scripted, the way she suggested it. Fuck, she was hot for it! Oh, you really do need to fuck me – now!"

We did fuck, for quite some time. This time I did go down on Amy's juicy pussy, finding the erotic experience very exciting as I tasted their sex. Amy got huge thrills from me doing it, physically and mentally. She talked to me about Steve's cock and his big ejaculation, giving me immense excitement. I really get incredible thrills from hearing about sex Amy has had – and in this case, that I had virtually fully witnessed.

"Hey, Clarice was coming on to me. More than once and definitely just before they left." I told Amy. She smiled broadly, said nothing but I sensed that she was working up a plan.

Our Am Dram group marketed the Casanova play with frank details of the sexiness of the story, the nudity and the very adult content. Instead of it deterring ticket sales, it boosted them – so much so that we had to put on an additional show, making four in all. We had hired the local theatre for the performances.

The day of the final dress (or should I say undress) rehearsal arrived. All of the cast were very excited. Tina and Jenny were particularly excited to be baring themselves even if it was only for the benefit of the cast and crew. Tina had done a good job of trimming her bush of pubes, taking delight in calling me into her dressing room to show me. It did stir memories of our sex together, that night we first met.

Amy took me aside and said that Steve had suggested that they shouldn't actually have sex on the dress rehearsal in order to make it so much more special and erotic on the first proper show night. I admitted to Amy that I found that idea quite arousing. The dress rehearsal was a great success. Tina's full frontal was applauded by the crew and Jenny's reveal of her tits was cheered. There was some stunned silence, maybe even awe when Amy slipped out of her bra and had Steve grasp her bare tits as he disappeared under the bedclothes. We had kept that as a surprise for everyone else. When it came to the taking a bow at the end, there was some discussion as to how much nudity those characters should feature. They decided that all three would take a bow topless, a sight that gave everyone else a splendid view of the effects of gravity on those weighty breasts.

The night of the first show came around. In her dressing room, Amy admitted to me that she was incredibly moist with excitement and arousal. "I'm so turned on by the idea of a huge audience actually witnessing me having sex even if they don't see the juicy bits – and even if they don't fully realise what is really taking place." We kissed passionately and she put my hand onto her hot mound. I touched her through the sexy crotchless knickers. She was so wet and very ready to receive a hard cock. I stiffened at the thought of her taking Steve's big weapon again.

The play got underway. I had planned to watch from one of a few boxes that the theatre offered. I wanted to get a perspective of the whole play as well as a good view of the sexy scenes. On my way to the box, I bumped into Clarice. She looked wonderful, so youthful and pretty, wearing a dainty skirt and flimsy top – and clearly no bra judging by her obvious nipples pressing out of the fabric. Her seductive offers of sex suddenly took on a new proportion. I was imagining her naked, writhing on silky bed sheets, desirous of my cock. I snapped myself back to the moment as Clarice asked if she could watch from the box with me. Of course, I welcomed her to join me. We soon settled into our places and I sneaked a few peeps at Clarice. Her profile was lovely and her small breasts hardly raised a bulge in her blouse but her nipples did. Something kept them erect – and we weren't cold in the theatre.

The play began. My Casanova character was targeting a young virgin called Annette, played by Tina. From a social gathering, Casanova gets Annette alone in a lounge. In an embrace, he unfastens her dress and she steps out of it, leaving her dressed in a pink slip. Holding Annette with her back to the audience, Casanova pulls the straps of the slip off her shoulders and he lets in drop to the floor. Annette is now naked. Her bare ass causes a bit of a gasp from the audience. However, when Casanova turns Annette to face the audience, there is a much louder gasp.

Clarice leant to me and whispered "She has an amazing bush. I'm as smooth as a pre-puberty schoolgirl – and just as small." I gasped as I pictured her petite shaven mound.

Meanwhile Casanova led Annette to a chaise longue and laid her down, placing a leg over the seat back in such a way that the audience knew what was to happen but they could not see Tina's gaping pussy. Casanova mounted her and as the lights begin the dim, Annette squealed as her virginity is lost. That concluded the first act.

While the scenery was changed, Clarice and I chat about the scene where Tina went naked. "She's brave!" Clarice said, adding "I think I'd like to do something like that, showing my nude body, but I'm not sure I'd be brave enough." Her words again put pictures in my mind.

We got to act three which was Jenny's high point. She played a bride, before the wedding ceremony. The scene opens with her being dressed and readied by her bride's maids and her mother. They fussed around her and got her wedding dress onto her. Once she is ready to go to her bride groom, the bride asks her entourage to give her a few minutes alone. She sat at her dresser and applied final touches and as she does, Casanova emerges from the shadowy curtains. The bride gasps in shock but clearly knows the man now approaching her.

"My groom awaits me!" gasps the bride.

"He will wait! I will take you first!" says Casanova.

"Oh Casanova, we cannot, we should not, we must not!" the bride protested.

"My darling, we will, won't we! Casanova gently but firmly insists, gazing into her eyes.

As though hypnotised, the bride replies "Oh yes, my darling, we will. Take me! Take me now! He will never know. He will never know of us from me."

"Nor will he know from me!" asserted Casanova. With that, he turned the bride to place her back to his front. He yanked the front of the dress gently down until Jenny's tits were revealed. "Beautiful!" said Casanova. The audience gasped again as they saw Jenny's marvelous tits. Even from my distant viewpoint, I could see that her long nipples were erect.

As I watched this part of the play and heard the words, the cuckoldry of the story thrilled me and I recalled how much I had become aroused whilst writing that part.

Next, Casanova bent the bride over a table and lifted the several layers of her dress from the hemline to get access to his prize. The lights were dimming as the bride emits a loud gasp.

"That was so hot!" gushed Clarice, "I think I'd have said 'yes' to him." Her words made me wonder if she would really say 'yes' to me, would I actually get to fuck this angelic looking doll.

After a couple more acts, it was time for the important final act, featuring Amy playing Jane.

Casanova had cunningly found his way into the bedroom of a married woman, Jane. "Casanova, my husband will be here soon! cried Jane.