A Kinky Vacation Ch. 02

As we traveled to the airport, I began going through the trip's logistics in my head. When does our flight leave, when do we have to be at the port to board the ship, etc. As I thought more about the flight and the airport and then about airport security, I got a sinking feeling. How was I supposed to get through airport security with metal firmly attached to my cock? The chastity device itself was not metallic but the padlock keeping it in place was and would definitely set off the metal detectors. I was hoping Jill would unlock me long enough to get through security.

"Um, I just realized something. How am I supposed to get through security at the airport with the metal padlock on my cock?"

"Oh, don't worry. I have it all planned out."

"Care to share what that plan is?"

"No, I really don't. All you need to know is that you'll make it through security without any problems."

With that, we continued our drive. I wasn't going to argue with her about anything at this point. I just wanted to focus on getting there and getting some relief. We arrived at the airport and proceeded to the check-in counter where we checked our luggage and received our boarding passes. As we headed towards the security line, Jill grabbed me by the hand and pulled me into one of those family restrooms meant for parents and their small children. She ordered me to drop my pants which I did in anticipation of being released. She bent over and removed her anklet to get the key. As she unlocked the padlock, I could hardly contain my enthusiasm. She noticed and smirked as she held the device together and revealed a replacement lock made out of plastic. My heart sank.

"You didn't really think you were getting out quite yet, did you? I never would have gotten you back in and you probably would have cum just from the friction in your pants. Don't even think about cutting this off. It's numbered and I can tell if it's replaced by a different one."

I wouldn't have had anything to cut it off with anyway once we were past security. I didn't say a word as she secured it in place and had me pull up my pants.

She was right. We had no problems getting through security or onto the plane. I tried to sleep during the flight but my whole body was tense in anticipation of fucking the living hell out of my wife once we got onto the boat. After we landed, I figured she would put the original lock back on but I was forgetting about the port security checkpoint. Once through there, we headed up to our cabin which had a nice balcony. I practically attacked her before the door was even closed.

"Whoa, whoa!" she said in a surprised tone. "Let's not be in too big a hurry. Let's get unpacked and get settled. I feel a bit jet lagged and kind of want to go to the pool for a little while to relax. You've waited a month, you can wait a couple more hours. Drop your pants so I can't put the padlock back on."

I just nodded my head and tried not to punch a hole through the wall. The tension was killing me and the aching in my crotch was now radiating to other parts of my body. Jill quickly unpacked and took a quick shower. After a few minutes of getting dressed and primping, she came out of the bathroom dressed in the skimpiest bikini I had ever seen on her. The curves of her breasts were clearly visible and bulging around the outside of the triangles that attempted to cover her nipples. The bottoms, which were basically strings that tied at the side, showed every curve and feature of her perfect ass and were so low cut that I was surprised I couldn't see her pubic hair. As I inspected the bottoms, or lack thereof, I noticed something out of place just above her crotch area off to one side. Was that a tattoo?

"What do you think? You like? Is this the kind of skimpy swimsuit you had in mind for me?" she asked as she turned away to put on some shorts.

"It's even better than I had in mind, but what's that above the waistline of your suit? Is that a tattoo?"

"Oh, that..." she said in a mock forgetful tone. She turned to face me so I could finally get a good look and see what it was. "Since you wanted me to act like a slut, I figured I'd fully dress the part including a tattoo that proclaims my sluttiness."

I could now see it at the right angle without any obstruction. In a nice cursive font, the tattoo simply said "Slut Wife".

"Oh my god! Is that real?"

"It's as real as it needs to be right now" she replied.

"Are you really going to let people see you like that? They'll think you spread your legs for anyone."

"Isn't that what you want them to think of me? Do you not get off on other guys thinking I'm sexy, wanting to fuck me, to cum all over me?"

I nearly choked on my own tongue. Besides seeing her in that skimpy suit, hearing her say those words increased my sexual tension to another level. That's exactly what got me off. I loved having such a sexy wife and it aroused me when other men appreciated her beauty as well.

"I suppose I do. Do you think you'll be able to handle all of the aggressive and crude advances that will cause?"

"I'm looking forward to it. I haven't really flirted since before we were married and the attention might be kind of nice. Besides, you'll enjoy their appreciation of me more than I will....maybe."

She flashed me that evil grin I love so much and we headed up to the pool. We found a couple of free lounge chairs near the side of the ship and began to relax. Well, Jill relaxed. I just laid on the chair trying to contain my sexual energy. Seeing her laid out on the chair with only tiny pieces of cloth covering her most sensitive areas, containing myself was a difficult thing to do. This is what she had wanted, why she had insisted we go to the pool. She wanted to extend my torture even more by exhibiting herself in front of all these people. It was working. Just about every guy that walked by wound up stumbling over the chairs next to us as they tried to nonchalantly stare down my sexy bride.

I looked out at the crowd and noticed that most of the other passengers were not what I had expected. I always thought cruises were for old people, but most of the people I could see were young and athletic. Then it hit me. This was spring break and most of the people here were college students. Even better, I thought.

It was starting to get pretty hot which Jill also noticed. She headed for the pool to cool off for a minute and said she'd be right back. As she walked down the steps into the water, I noticed a group of about six college aged guys inspecting every contour of her body. She was close enough that they had surely seen the tattoo. A couple of the guys waded over to her and began to talk and flirt. I couldn't hear what they were saying but she was giggling and standing very close to them. She turned a waved so I waved back at her and the guys. One of them reached up and pointed at her tattoo, tugging at her bottoms as he did. She playfully pushed his hand away but did not make any moves to get away. I could feel a twinge of jealousy come over me but I could feel my excitement even more. The guys were now showing Jill their tattoos. She reached up and grabbed one of their arms to get a better look. This guy was very muscular with very large arms and a chiseled chest and abs. Her hands lingered on his arm almost kneading the large muscles as she inspected the tattoo. She briefly placed her hand on his chest as she released his arm letting her fingers slide across his abs as her hand fell back into the water. They talked a few minutes more until she waved goodbye and walked back over to her chair. She had a huge grin on her face as she approached.

"That was even more fun than I remember" she poked.

"You certainly seemed to enjoy yourself."

"You're not jealous, are you? You didn't enjoy seeing that guy fawn over your sexy slut wife?"

"I think I enjoyed it. It certainly arouses me, but I'll never be able to compare to those guys."

Her cheery demeanor faded and she got a serious look on her face. She came over and sat in my lap and looked deeply into my eyes.

"If you don't already realize it, then you need to know that I love you and would never leave you. You are the one true love of my life and no man can ever love me the way you do and I could never love anyone else the way I love you. I'm doing this to have fun and to spice things up for both of us. You really don't have a choice about the chastity, but you do have a choice about the flirting and how I act around other guys. If you want it to stop, you just say the word."

"As long as I know that you'll come back to me at the end of the day, you are free to do whatever you want. It does excite me. I just worry about losing you."

"You don't ever have to worry about that. I just want to make you happy and to be your wet dream. It just so happens that me being other people's wet dream IS your wet dream. What do you mean when you say I can do whatever I want?"

"I mean you can flirt all you want, rub chests and abs all you want, even be a true slut all you want."

"Okay, but what do you mean by true slut?"

"I mean you can fuck every guy on this ship if that is truly what you want to do."

"You are not serious. You would really let me do that and you wouldn't get jealous or mad?"

"I might get a little jealous at times but that is part of the appeal. How could I get mad at you if I gave you permission?"

"I'm not saying it would be right, but you don't always have to have a good reason to be mad. All of this is speculation, anyway. I don't really want to be with other men. I just want to flirt and get you stirred up."

"I'm just saying it's your choice. If you ever find yourself in a situation where you doubt your decision, just know that I'll support you."

"Well, I'm done talking about this. Let's go get ready for dinner. Our scheduled dinner time is in 30 minutes. Afterwards, I hear there is a departure party in the club."

"And where, exactly, did you hear about this party?" I inquired.

She grinned and said "A little birdie told me."

"Would that little birdie happen to have big arms and less than honorable intentions?"

She grinned. "We'll just have to wait and see."

Dinner wasn't bad. Jill had dressed in a short sexy dress in anticipation of the departure party. When we arrived at the party, it was already going in full force. All of the spring breakers weren't wasting any time getting their boos on. Jill started bouncing to the beat and pulled me into the crowd to start dancing. We danced for a couple of songs but dancing has never been my thing. I went to the bar to get us a couple of drinks. When I returned, her "friend" from the pool was there dancing with her. He had already brought her a drink so I stayed back a little ways and watched them. The dancing started out innocent enough but soon he was finding excuses to touch her and eventually he had her by the hips and was grinding into her. She seemed to be enjoying herself and had become a little flushed. When the current song finished she came over to find me, again sporting that evil grin that had become quite common. She downed the drink I had gotten for her within a minute. She pressed her body and her lips to mine and then whispered in my ear that the show wasn't over yet and to watch what happens next.

I watched in anticipation as she swayed back over to her "friend" who was waiting with another drink. She downed that one too and they resumed dancing. This time the grinding was even more suggestive. She looked over at me, gave me a sexy grin and then reached behind her to fondle his cock through his pants. He took this as an invitation to grope her all over her body. I saw his hand reach down to her thigh and then rise underneath her dress and I knew he was rubbing her pussy. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth in that "O" shape. I knew she must be on fire. He spun her around and kissed her deeply while reaching back under her dress. A few seconds later her knees began to buckle and I wondered if she had just orgasmed on his hand in the middle of the dance floor. She broke the kiss and began to peel herself off of him. She said something and then started heading back towards me. Not saying a word, she pounced on me and we embraced into a kiss even more passionate than she had just shared with the other guy.

"How was that for slutty? Are you ready for your torture to end?"

"Are you kidding? That was the sexiest thing I have ever seen. You don't have to ask me twice. Are you ready to go back to the room?"

"You get us a couple more drinks and meet me back at the room. I'm going to go get ready for you."

I rushed to the bar and did my best to get the attention of the bartender who was eating up the attention he was getting from the young college girls. It took a few minutes before I could place my order and several more before he was able to finish the drinks. I practically ran back to the room. I fumbled with the drinks and the key trying to get it into the door but I eventually got it open. The sight that greeted me is one I will never forget and one I never thought I'd see. My wife was in the middle of the floor on her knees. Standing before her was the guy from the pool and the dance club. His cock was out of his pants and was being gripped by my wife's petite hands. I just happened to notice her wedding ring reflecting the light from the hallway. I had never seen such a sexy sight in all my life. His cock was probably about eight inches and of average thickness. My wife looked over at me with a slightly fearful look in her eyes. I smiled to try and reassure her.

"I hope you don't mind. Trey saw me leave the club suddenly and wanted to make sure I was alright."

I didn't say anything. I just watched as my wife licked the head and then took him into her mouth. She worked more and more of him in until he started to penetrate her throat. I wondered how well she'd do since I wasn't long enough for her to have to deep throat. She gagged a little but was eventually able to bury her nose into his crotch. His breathing became heavy and his hips began to move rhythmically. She sensed he was close and pulled off. She turned her head toward me, smiled, and told me to take all of my clothes off. I was hoping she would unlock me so I could join in.

While I was stripping, she and Trey moved to the bed while they too undressed. He climbed on top of her and positioned himself at her dripping entrance. She reached down and parted her pussy lips to allow him easier access.

"Do you see this, honey? This big cock is about to enter my married slutty pussy."

He pushed forward and slid into her easily. He began to thrust and she began to talk even dirtier to me.

"Oh my god! This cock feels so good. I feel so full. Fuck me! Fuck my married pussy! Make me cum! Make me cum on your big cock!"

He didn't need to be asked twice. He quickened his pace until he was drilling into her like a machine. Her moans began escalating into screams until she cried out in an intense orgasm. I had never been able to make her cum on my cock alone but here she was cumming on the cock of a virtual stranger. Her orgasm lasted a long time. It must have been enough to set him off because he began pumping even harder until he grunted, tensed and slammed in as deep as he could. I knew that his cum was spurting deep into my wife's pussy. He collapsed on top of her for a few moments and then began to slowly pull out. I could see her pussy lips clinging to his cock as it withdrew. Once he had pulled all the way out, a small stream of cum begin to flow out but I could see it pooled up deep inside of her as well.

"I need more. Baby, please come kiss me."

I shook myself out of my trance and went over to the bed to kiss her. I leaned over her face and lowered my lips towards hers. She pushed me away.

"No, not there. Kiss me down there. Make me cum again."

I hesitated. This was very different than eating her out after I had cum in her and I had only done that once. I looked at her cum-filled pussy once more trying to decide what I was going to do. I had to admit, seeing another man's cum leaking from her soft folds had to be about the sexiest thing I had ever seen or imagined. However, I still had a hard time doing it.

"Do you remember our bet a couple weeks ago?" she asked. "You lost that bet and the terms were that anything I say, while on this trip, goes. Now get to it."

She was right. I had agreed. I knelt down in front of her and the bed and began licking at her clit. She tasted wonderful as always.

"More!" she ordered.

I took a deep breath and thought it's now or never and buried my face into her steamy folds. I wasn't trying to eat the cum although that was the end result. I was trying to pleasure her and did my best to make her cum. It didn't taste near as bad as I thought it would. In fact, mixed with her juices, it actually tasted quite good.

While I lapped at her pussy, Trey crawled over beside her head and fed her his cock so she could suck him back to life. Once he was sufficiently hard, she pushed me away and then mounted him reverse cowgirl.

"Oh god, this cock just feels so good. I have always wanted to be fucked and licked at the same time and now is my chance. Babe, get over here and work your magic while Trey fucks me with that big cock."

After eating his cum out of her, this didn't seem like such a big deal. I knelt and began flicking her clit with my tongue as she bounced up and down on his cock. Since she had already cum once, it didn't take her very long to cum again and then continuously. After he came in her again, she had me lick her to several more orgasms until he was ready for another round. This time she took him in her ass while I watched. She wasn't able to orgasm although she seemed to enjoy the full feeling.

Finally, they both collapsed and quickly fell asleep. I was left to wonder what had happened and how this evening had taken such an unexpected turn. Most of all, I wondered if I would ever get out of this cock cage and get to fuck that slutty sloppy pussy of hers. I looked over at her asleep and sprawled across the bed. Her pussy lips were swollen and gaping open slightly. Her nipples had bite marks on them. And then I noticed the tattoo again. She really had become a slut wife but she was the most beautiful slut wife in the world.

I eventually fell asleep on the couch wearing only my chastity device. Hopefully she would let me out in the morning so we could finish what we had started at the club. I woke up to the sunlight peeking in through the curtains and to soft moans filling the cabin. They were awake and she was riding him again. I watched as she orgasmed twice on his cock. When he finished, he dressed, gave me a quick nod and was out the door. My lovely wife was collapsed on the bed. She lifted her head and crooked her finger at me. As I approached she spread her legs and pulled her pussy lips apart. I knew what she wanted. I licked her to orgasm and then cuddled up next to her.

"So, are you mad?" she asked.

"I thought you didn't want to be with other men."

"I didn't. Even when we left the club I had no idea this would happen. I had felt how big his cock was while dancing and I was horny as hell. I had also had quite a bit to drink by that point and it was hitting me all at once. When I got back to the room and was opening the door, he came up behind me and startled me and then started to kiss me. Before I knew it we were in the room and his cock was out. Once I saw that thing, I knew I couldn't say no. Oh, please don't be made at me!"

She started to tear up and my heart broke for her.

"I am not mad. That was the most erotic thing I have ever experienced. I told you I would support you and I do. I'm just happy that it brought you so much pleasure. I want you to get to experience all that life has to offer."