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.
“We have time!” insisted Casanova. “Ready yourself for me. I will take you in your marriage bed!”
“Oh Casanova, surely not! We can’t!” wailed Jane
“We can and we will, won’t we!” were the hypnotic words this time.
“Yes, we will. We will! I do so want you. I need you.” Jane capitulated.
“Then ready yourself. You know what we like.” he replied. With that Jane removed her dressing gown to reveal her matching bra and knickers. Departing slightly from the script, Amy surprised me. She unfastened and removed her bra, revealing her beautiful tits to the audience. There was a gasp and a few people even applauded. She seemed completely at ease in appearing topless before hundreds of people.
Casanova urged Jane into the bed. We had placed the props bed slightly raised from the rear corner to give the audience a better view of the bed scene. Casanova kicked his shoes off and pulled his trousers down carefully to keep himself covered by a long shirt. He joined Jane in the bed.
There was some dialogue which established that the characters had been lovers for a while. Then Jane said “Oh Casanova, kiss me the way I love you to kiss me.”
“My darling, you know I love it too. I can taste the essence of your womanhood.” Casanova told her and he began to move under the bed clothes. Jane pushed him down and into place, before raising her knees and gasping aloud as she threw her head back into the pillow. The audience gasped next as Casanova’s hands emerged and fondled Jane’s tits.
“That’s the bit I suggested.” Clarice needlessly reminded me. Then she added “Amy has lovely tits. Did you see me fondling one?” I nodded to her, thinking about her own intriguing tits. Tiny or not, I found them beguiling.
On stage, her husband’s hands were on my wife’s tits. His face was pressed onto her cunt now according to the shaping of the bedclothes. Amy acted out a silent orgasm with Casanova between her thighs. Casanova emerged from his ‘kissing’ under the bed clothes and Jane urged him on “Take me, my darling, take my body for your own needs now. I cannot give you anything of greater value than my body for you to sate your wondrous desires.”