We spent the rest of the afternoon swimming in Michael’s pool and sunbathing while Michael and Rose allowed their bodies to recover from their earlier exertions and to recharge their reservoirs of cum. Of course, there was no need for swimming costumes now and I noticed that they both were now permanently turned on; Michael enduring an almost permanent erection and my wife’s pussy glistening with the natural lubrication of her excitement.

Seeing her in this state of almost permanent excitement was extremely satisfying as I had been urging her to really let herself go and “Do everything with Michael that you have ever done with me”. I genuinely want her to enjoy the pleasure of unrestrained sex with another man and he is the only one we trust well enough so far to do some of the things we have done with one another. So far on this trip, she had fulfilled one of her own fantasies, which was to tie me up, blindfold me and force me to listen while she fucked Michael. Interestingly, she has a slight urge to be gang banged by four or five guys and also to suck a roomful of cock. I am not sure when we will make those fantasies come to reality though.

I had also been urging her to fulfil Michaels most driving desire, which is to have her suck him until he cums in her mouth and for her to swallow every drop of his load. She has always been reluctant until recently, when she thought about it and finally said “OK!” – but only after I had asked her what his cum tasted like. “Like yours” she had replied, before adding “But there is so much of it. I might gag and I don’t want Michael to think he disgusts me”.

So here we are, all naked and relaxed around the pool. I notice that Michael is starting to redden under the fierce sun. I take the oil over and pour some on his chest, causing him to jump at the sudden cool contact of the oil.

“Shit, I though a bird had shat on me” he said, which sent Rose into paroxysms of laughter.

I started to rub the oil into his torso, slowly making sure I hadn’t missed anywhere, before repeating the process on each of his thighs. While oiling his body, the back of my hand briefly brushed his erect cock, causing it to twitch violently. When I had finished his thighs, I made to return to my sunbed.

“Ah ah! You forgot something. We do not want that precious cock getting sunburnt and sore, do we?” said Rose. I went to hand her the oil, but she indicated that I should do the honours and protect her fuckbuddies cock from the intense rays of the sun.

I moved back to Michael and squirted some more oil onto his cock and balls. Then, setting the bottle down on the flagstones next to his sun bed, I then sat on the edge of it and moved my hand towards his groin. I allowed the palm of my hand to very lightly brush across the surface of his wonderful member. It twitched and the veins stood out a little more. I then gently took his balls into my left hand while my right hand grasped the shaft of his bobbing penis. I began to massage the oil in with both hands, ensuring that every square millimetre of his genitals was oiled, including the perineum behind his balls. He was writhing and clenching his jaw as the sensations in his cock shot up to his brain like electric shocks. I held the shaft of his cock in my right hand and massaged the underside of the head with my thumb. He was circumcised, so lacked the fragile strip of skin that would normally have connected his helmet to the shaft. Nevertheless, as my thumb worked the place where his wide, flared cock-head was divided into the two sides of his shaft, he gasped and squirmed.

Rose was loving the show I was putting on for her. She was completely rapt, staring with her jaw slack and her mouth slightly agape. Her hands were busy. Her left hand played with her nipples and her right hand was almost entirely inside her pussy. She didn’t make a sound, but just looked at what my hands were doing. “Don’t make him cum” she said, before adding “I have a special place for his cum.

His eyes opened wide. He looked at me and then at Rose. I could tell he thought he was going to get to have his cum swallowed.

Rose just looked at him, smiled and winked.

Michael gasped at me “For fuck’s sake stop or you will make me waste a full load”.

I released my grip on his cock but continued to massage his balls for a couple of minutes before standing up and moving back to my own sun bed. My cock was leaking a lot of pre-cum and my balls were aching. I had only cum once since we arrived and was feeling like my balls would burst. I told Rose that my balls were hurting, and she said I would be happier that evening.

I couldn’t wait. What did she have in mind this time?