Dreadlock Holiday

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Dreadlock Holiday
by Curt Bruch

Day 1.

Two years ago I had an affair with one of the secretaries from work. I often had to go away on business and she came with me as “admin support” and we stayed overnight at hotels following one meeting or another. Then one night while away on yet another trip we ended up in bed. This set the pattern for over a year until Sally, my wife, found out.

It took almost another year of trying to get Sally’s trust back. Sally is (was) a very straight-laced lady, or so I thought. Our lovemaking was never very exciting; she displayed no great enthusiasm or imagination and when after tests to discover why she hadn’t fallen pregnant and the cause was found to me and my low sperm count she became even less interested. It was that situation that encouraged me to stray beyond the marriage bed but from her point of view I was the great adulterer and I must pay.

The 12 months that followed her discovery was a living hell for me. In all that time she hardly let me near her, see her undressed or be close to her in any way. She really made me suffer.

As a final attempt at proving to her my regret and sincerity of repenting my transgressions I arranged for us to go on a holiday of a life time. Sally had always wanted to go to Jamaica and as a peace-offering and surprise I booked a 5-star all the way with a private cabana on the beach and flying premier class.

I felt I was finally forgiven when as the plane taxied towards the runway I felt her soft hand slip into mine. I looked at her and she smiled and gave me a squeeze as we took off and settled back for the long flight to Jamaica. Little did I realise that she had plans of her own and that far from being forgiven my suffering and penance was going to continue but be taken to a completely new level.

******

We had been travelling for over 11 hours when we finally arrived at our resort. We checked in then the bell boy showed us to our cabana which looked out at the soft sandy beach. In the late afternoon warmth it seemed like paradise and I looked forward to us reconnecting in the best possible ways.

We got ready for dinner and I watched as Sally changed into a light summer dress. Seeing her naked for the first time after so long of being denied was wonderful. I noticed she now had shaven her pussy so smooth; the impression to me was it complimented the sight of her firm sexy breasts and long lovely legs.

She looked at me hands on her hips and said in a jokey fashion, “Enjoy the view, but you won’t get to touch me while we are here”. At least I hoped she was joking.

After a lovely meal and a few drinks we headed back to our cabana for a reasonable night before our first full day. We undressed and slipped into our super king sized bed, I felt Sally turn over and slowly drift off to sleep, I laid there so much wanting to hold her but decided that could wait for now.

******

We woke to a beautiful sunny warm day and I went outside to sit on our veranda waiting for Sally who was reluctant to get out of bed. When she appeared my jaw fell open, she was wearing a tiny white bikini that barely covered her breasts and firm sexy ass. I looked her up and down and remarked, ‘‘you will sure get some looks wearing that.’’

Sally smiled saying, ‘‘That’s the idea.”

The bar staff were getting the beach side bar ready for the long day ahead. I could hear them clicking glasses and bottles; they were all chatting and laughing. I was reading my book as Sally lay back on the big comfy sun lounger when a shadow fell over us and a waiter asked if we wanted a *******. I ordered a beer as Sally asked for a rum cocktail.

As he took the order his attention was all on Sally, his eyes moving up and down her body. He took his time looking at her before heading off towards the bar. He soon returned with our drinks on a silver tray. As he passed us our drinks again his eyes focussed on Sally’s body. She smiled to him as their fingers lightly touched as she took her *******.

A short while later a guy from the hotel activities team begun walking round asking, ‘‘we need two more ladies for volleyball.’’

Sally jumped up, “I’m there; sounds like fun’’.

The guy waited for her to get off the bed and then led her down the beach to the where the volley ball pitch was set up. I delighted in the sight of her walking away, her sexy firm ass lightly swaying side to side.

A game was already underway and Sally stood on the side watching the ladies play. I noticed the black staff member move to her side and his big black hand occasionally touching her back as they begun talking, Sally was laughing at the attention and then I saw his hand move down and touch her butt. Sally made no movement to move away, they looked at each other and smiled.

The game paused and Sally moved onto the beach court to take up the place of a young girl who had decided she had had enough. The game recommenced and as she moved round her firm breasts begun bouncing inside her bikini top much to the appreciation of the team of black hotel staff who were standing around the court all looking, watching and pointing to all the ladies as they played. Sally clearly was enjoying the attention.

Her game finished and she returned out of breath and thirsty. ‘Our’ waiter came over to meet her as she flopped down on the sun bed and took our drinks order looking Sally up and down as he did so. She smiled at him and as she settled on the bed I was bemused to see that she deliberately slightly parted her legs giving him a clear view of the lips of her pussy pressing against her bikini bottoms.

******

We spent much of the day drinking and by late afternoon we were both feeling a little *******. We got our things ready and made our unsteady way back to our cabana to get changed for dinner.

I wore my white cotton shirt and blue shorts; Sally wore a short thin red dress with matching red underwear and white sandals. I couldn’t take my eyes off her as we walked towards the bar and restaurant where we were introduced to our waiter, Wesley. He showed us to our table overlooking the sea and took our drinks order.

We stayed after eating, dancing and drinking the night away with Sally getting plenty of looks from the waiters. It seemed to me that she was playing a game with them as we danced looking towards each of them in turn and exchanging an occasional wink.

We were both quite ******* and hadn’t really noticed that all the other guests had headed back to their cabanas. The music was still playing as I noticed someone locking the doors. I glanced at my watch; it was 3am.

I said, ‘‘maybe we should leave.’’

Sally retorted, “NO, I want to stay and dance a little more.’’.

We were the last ones remaining when Wesley, our waiter asked if he could dance with Sally. She giggled and took his outstretched hand. As they danced Wesley got closer to her and with her moulded against him and her breast touching his chest he turned and I swear I saw him wink to the other waiters.

They danced so seductively, as he turned her to face me. She looked at me sitting uncomfortably on my seat at the table and smiled and blew me a kiss as she eased her back against his body. Sally began to move her firm sexy ass against him and I swear I could see the bulge that began to appear in his trousers while all the while his hands moved up and down her sides.

I watched in horror as the dancing continued and saw his hands moved up her sides and round to cup each breast firmly in his hands. Sally made no effort to stop him; in fact she seemed to be enjoying the attention and gave him every encouragement. She turned her head and looking towards me smiled before tipping her head backwards letting Wesley kiss her full on the lips.

Their lips parted and I saw Wesley’s tongue go deep inside her mouth and her response as their tongues moved in circles. I continued watching as the music stopped thinking any moment Sally would have decided enough was enough and that she would move away from him and we would be heading off to our cabana.

How wrong could I be? Instead, in the silence they just stood still and stayed locked together and Wesley’s hand began to move slowly down her body passing over her flat tummy and ever downwards. Still facing me they kissed deeper and she put her arms up and around his neck which caused her short dress to rise up. He continued to move his hand downward slowly until he could reach under the hem and let his fingers find her small red panties.

Sally parted her legs and with the other waiters standing behind me we watched as Wesley eased her panties to one side revealing her smooth shaven pussy to us all.

Sally was now biting her bottom lip as Wesley ran his large black finger up and down along the lips of her pussy. She began to make little moans letting us all know how much she was starting to enjoy the attention being given to her.

Wesley eased his finger into her, slowly easing it back and forth as he started to finger fuck her. She closed her eyes and started moving her hips slowly back and forth as he pushed his finger deeper into her.

His finger started moving faster and Sally spread her legs wider still. The other waiters were all smiling and cheering him on. I just sat there with my head in my hands wondering when she would call a halt to this but knew, deep down, she was not going to stop him from doing whatever he wanted to her.

Wesley moved his other hand behind her and eased down the zip of her dress down. He then eased the straps off her shoulders and the top half of her dress fell down revealing her breasts covered by her half cup red bra.

Sally slipped her hands off his neck and put them down between them. Looking at me and giving what could only be described as a smirk she started to rub the large bulge inside Wesley’s trousers. She turned her head and returned to kissing him deeply as he finger fucked her harder, faster and deeper.

It wasn’t long before Sally begun to shake a little and I could hear her moan through their deep kiss; she released her lips from his and called out, ‘‘oh fuck yes; keep going; I’m so close.’

Wesley didn’t need telling twice, his finger now thrusting harder into her. Sally turned to me, looked into my eyes and said, plain as day, “you could never do this to me; I have never felt like this with you.”

The waiters all looked over to me, laughing, as Sally screamed out, ‘‘yes’’ letting everyone know she had just climaxed hard on Wesley’s finger.

Wesley removed his finger, easing her round letting her short red dress fall the rest of the way down her body, he reached round unclipped her bra removing it, dropping it to the floor with her dress.

She turned to face him and undid the buttons of his shirt removing it from him before dropping to her knees in front of him. She looked over to me again before turning her attention back to him. She moved her eyes upwards to Wesley and fixing her gaze on his smiling face she unbuckled his belt, eased the zip of his trousers down so slowly and still looking only at his face her hands eased and pulled his trousers down.

Sally ran her hand up over the large bulge pushing against the front of his white boxers. She slipped her fingers under the waistband and began easing them down. My eyes opened wide as did Sally’s on seeing the large black cock that sprang up as the boxers fell to his ankles. He must have been at least 9 inches long and as thick as my wrist.

Sally quickly regained her composure and she slowly started rubbing his black cock, easing back his foreskin and then leaning forward she started to lick her tongue along his thick black cock. He looked down and said, “Suck my balls. “ She didn’t need to be asked twice.

He took her head in his hands and ran his black fingers through her soft blonde hair easing her forward; the tip of his cock was already leaking pre-cum. Sally moved the tip of her tongue to begin licking it; she then opened her mouth and moving forward closer still started to take him into her mouth.

Sally took him inch by inch until she started gagging, letting us know he was now deeply in her mouth the tip of his cock must have been touching the back of her throat, She eased back and then took him deeply back into her mouth, sucking him hard, one hand caressing his large hanging balls, the other on his ass pulling him forward making her take him deeper still.

Wesley tipped his head back saying, “That’s it, suck me hard you little white married slut.’’ The waiters were really cheering him on by now, enjoying the sex show they were being given. I was frozen to my seat unable to move or speak but, oh God, my erection said how I was feeling as I viewed the scene in front of me.

Wesley eased Sally up to her feet and as they kissed once more as he gently pushed her back onto our dining table. Sally laid back and moved her legs to allow Wesley to ease her small red panties down over her hips, knees and ankles revealing her smooth shaven pussy for us all to see and admire.

The other waiters moved closer for a better view; I was spell-bound and couldn’t believe Sally was letting this happen. She turned her head to face me running her tongue slowly over her lips. Wesley’s hands were now parting her legs even wider as he moved between them, I knew there was no way I was going to be stopping this so said the first thing that came into my befuddled head, ‘‘You are protected, I hope.’’

Sally shook her head, “No, I stopped taking the pill ages ago’’.

Wesley smiled when he heard her say that and took his large thick black cock in his hand easing the tip against the entrance of Sally’s pussy. The other waiters took this as a signal and all of them unzipped their trousers. All of them were sporting large erect black cocks, far larger than mine which was uncomfortably hard and stiff but trapped in my trousers.

Wesley edged closer and the tip of his black cock began parting the lips of Sally’s pussy. I weakly called out for him to stop but no one took any notice, not even Sally.

She lifted her head facing Wesley and said, ‘‘Do it; take me; fuck me’’.

Wesley eased his black cock into her pussy ever so slowly, letting her get use to the size of him, Sally gripped the side of the table, her head now tipped back, her eyes closed. Wesley eased in a little deeper and she screamed out, “Oh fuck, he’s so big.” The other waiters smirked and all three of them were now slowly rubbing their hard cocks only inches from Sally’s face and breasts.

My eyes were now fixed on Sally as she now had all 9 inches of Wesley fully inside her, deep inside her tight white pussy.

Wesley held still, letting her get used to his size. She purred with satisfaction and then turning her head to one side she realised that the other waiters were all standing around the table. She reached out for the black cock closest to her face and the waiter eased forward pushing his fat black dick into her mouth.

Wesley slowly eased back then thrusted forward all 9 inches and began to fuck her properly. Each time he thrust back deeply inside her breasts would rock in rhythm with his pumping. Sally was grunting and moaning but still continued sucking hard on the cock in her mouth taking it deeply as the waiter thrusted back and forth.

Two other waiters, standing each side of the table, at the same time were masturbating and touching their hard black cocks against Sally’s stiff nipples their pre-cum making a slick sheen. Wesley was now fucking Sally with short thrusts his hips slapping hard against her. She called out a muffled moan, “Yes fuck me, cum in me’’

The waiter in her mouth pulled back rubbing his cock hard, Sally opened her mouth, her tongue out ready to take his load into her mouth. Wesley was now hitting home hard into her as the waiter cum with a grunt shooting his spunk over her face and into her mouth.

Sally arched her back, her face now covered with cum, her breasts being groped by the other two waiters. I couldn’t believe my ear when she looked at Wesley and said, ‘‘Cum in me, knock me up, fuck your Jamaican black baby juice into me’’.

The other two waiters were rubbing their cock hard and fast and both hissed a ‘’yes’’ and they both cum hard almost at the same time over her breasts leaving puddles of cum running down her heaving tits. They staggered back and still holding their dripping cocks they moved back to watch Wesley fucking my wife.

Wesley had his hands under Sally’s firm ass lifting her slightly off the table as he fucked her hard. Sally with cum all over her face and breasts looked a depraved sight; she again turned to me and said something to the effect of, ‘‘this is how real men fuck.’’ Turning back to Wesley she said once more, ‘‘Fuck me you bastard, put your spunk into me.’’

I called out, “Sally, for God’s sake, no.’’

She didn’t even bother to look at me and just said, ‘‘Shut the fuck up, I decide who will cum in my pussy, not you’’.

Wesley was moaning as he fucked my wife, saying, “I’m so close, I’m nearly there.’’

Sally called out, “Yes do it, cum in me’’ and with a hard final thrust Wesley held still, his ass checks clenched tightly letting us all know he was cumming hard inside her. Sally laid there, arms over her head, back arched as Wesley unloaded deep inside her.

Wesley pulled back and we all heard a plop as his cock fell out of her. I stumbled to my feet and the waiters moved away as I moved towards Sally to see Wesley’s cum leaking from her pussy, white sticky cum running down between the cheeks of her ass onto the table. She lay there, and with her legs wide apart seemingly invited us to look at the globs of spunk oozing from her cunt to pool onto the table.

After a while Sally slowly raised herself up and got up. She found her dress and pulled it on; she couldn’t find her underwear.

At 4am we left the restaurant. She turned at the door and looked back saying, “Thanks guys, I really enjoyed this evening.”

As we headed back to our cabana I turned to Sally and said, ‘‘How could you do that?’’

She snapped back, ‘‘did you care when you were fucking that whore from your office?’’ I had no answer.

Once inside the cabana, Sally removed her dress and standing there naked she let me look again at her cum covered breast, the cum in her hair and the cum that Wesley had deposited in her trickling down her leg. I felt my cock almost bursting out from my trousers as I gazed upon this wanton sight but didn’t know what to say.

She turned away and went into the bathroom. With high hopes I got undressed and got into bed; it was not long after that I felt Sally join me.

I waited for her to move toward me but instead she turned over and told me, ‘‘That, Dear Hubby, was sweet revenge, good night’’.

 

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Day 2.

I lay there all night thinking of Sally being fucked and wanked over like a slut. I couldn’t sleep and my hard-on refused to soften; I was so stimulated and pumped-up as I continually ran the events of the past few hours through my head. Unlike Sally who was in a very deep sleep.

I was still awake as the sun slowly came up replacing the dark with a warm yellow glow. I got up changed into my swimwear and sat outside our cabana with the night still so clear in my mind.

Sally appeared at the door wearing a red bikini. It was so tiny the top only just covered her firm breasts and the bottoms only just covered her well fucked pussy and firm sexy tight ass. Hands on her hips she looked at me and said, “Do you like it?”

I shrugged my shoulders and replied with a pout, “Why ask me; I’m guessing you haven’t put it on for my benefit.”

She giggled, “You guessed right.”

Sally lay back on her sun lounger and as she made herself comfortable I asked, “Were you proud of your performance; did you enjoy acting the complete whore last night?”

Sally raised herself on her elbows, looked at me and said in a very icy tone, “Were you proud fucking that whore from your office?”

I looked away thinking, ouch, what a bitch and was she ever going to let this thing go.

She continued, “Yes, I did enjoy it. Didn’t you notice Wesley was so much bigger than you. His lovely cock hit places inside me that you have never hit.”

I felt tears welling up and rather than let her see how much she had stung me I turned away to look out to sea.

I lay back closing my eyes and listened to the sounds of the staff getting the bar and restaurant ready for another day. There was booming laughter and I recognised the voice of the activities guy who was walking round. The sound revived the memory of him fondling Sally at the Volley Ball court and again my heart gave a flip as I pictured his black hands stroking over her butt.

My reverie was broken by Sally who asked, “Are we having breakfast or not?”

I got up putting on my sunglasses and replied with a sulk, “...guess so.”

We ordered breakfast and sat in silence. A short while later Sally giggled and pointed over my shoulder towards the bar and said, “So that’s where my bra and panties ended up.”

I looked up and saw her red underwear pinned over the bar with at least ten other pairs of ladies panties.

The waiter noticed us looking at the bar said, “That’s our wall of fame. You wouldn’t believe how many female guest have had sex in the restaurant and then forget to collect their panties. Should they forget them we pin them up and, do you know, no one has ever asked for them back!”

After eating we returned to our sun loungers. We had only been there a few moments when the activities guy came over and, completely ignoring me, he looked Sally up and down and stretched out his hand to her and introduced himself, “Hi, I’m Leon, and I’m here to help you enjoy your vacation.”

Sally looked at him and smiled saying, “Mmm, I hope so.”

He wandered off leaving us to laze the morning away under the warm sun, read our books and generally relaxed watching the world pass by in front of our beds. The rum cocktails made relaxation even more agreeable and I was content to doze the time away.

Not so Sally for when Leon called out, “Beach games are about to begin,” she jumped up and followed him down the beach.

Leon was like a magnet to the ladies, they were all flocking round him like bees round a honey pot. I watched as they played a drinking game and then saw Leon again run his big hand down Sally’s back placing his hand on her firm ass just like he did yesterday.

She looked round to make sure I was watching and again made no effort to move away or stop him. I looked on as he squeezed her ass; Sally just stood there letting him touch her.

Sally returned after the morning games finished and as she sat down on the lounger with that smirk playing across her face I looked at her thinking what a fucking slut she had turned into. I also began regretting ever paying for this vacation and wishing we were going home today.

The beach was very quiet with most guests settling down in the mid-day sun; we were at the far end of the beach well away from them. Leon was walking round picking up errant pieces of sports kit and then he spotted where we were sitting. He gave a wave and made his way up towards us.

Leon sat on the edge of Sally’s sun lounger and once again completely ignoring my presence they begun talking. In no time things got a little flirty and as they talked Sally stretched her leg out and rested her foot on Leon’s leg. He laid his hand upon her foot and I heard him tell her what a sexy ass she had.

Sally blushed bright red and then Leon began rubbing her foot. She purred her approval and looking back at him she bent her right leg up and parted her knees. I couldn’t believe my eyes when next she ran her hand run down between her thighs and eased her bikini bottom to one side.

Leon looked down seeing her exposed smooth shaven pussy and with his eyes fixed on her pussy he whispered, “Mmmm very sexy, I love smooth white pussy.”

Sally looked into his eyes and whispered back, “When you want it, it’s all yours big boy.”

Leon looked at me to gauge my reaction and seeing me sitting there mute turned his attention back to Sally. I believe that even he was surprised at her brazen invitation. He whispered something to her that I couldn’t hear and then stood up leaving Sally to cover herself as he returned to the task of retrieving his sports equipment along the beach.

******

We argued all afternoon about what she had done and her behaviour. Her default argument was she was here to have herself a good time and that whatever she decided to do was “payback” for my having “the fling with the whore in your office”. She made it quite clear that Leon was just going to provide another bit of her fun and sooner or later she was going to have him. I knew I was in a losing battle. I got up and headed back to the cabana.

Sally came in at 4pm, saying, “Time for a rest before we go out tonight.”

I knew what she meant and was planning and knew I could not stop her. She undressed and got into bed naked; I lay next to her wanting to touch her.

I turned to her and moved to brush her hair away from her eyes. She looked up to me, “Don’t even think about it,” and turned over. I stared at her naked back as within moments she fell into a deep sleep.

After waking and having showers we got dressed. I watched as she put on a black bra, black dress but no panties. I made no comment as I couldn’t face another argument.

We headed off towards the main hotel for dinner and finding our table sat opposite each other. I was in a daze as we ordered thinking about all the options and how the evening would go.

Our meal came but in all this time we had not said a word to each other. Then my trance-like state was broken when Sally deliberately knocked her fork off the table. She looked at me and said in a sweet voice, “Oh dear Darling, could you be so kind as to get that for me and while you’re down there have a look around.”

I bent down to retrieve the fork from under the table and glanced across to see Sally part her legs. She whispered for me to stay down and told me to watch as she run a finger along the lips of her pussy. I thought she was just teasing me and that perhaps this was just foreplay in anticipation for us getting together later that night. I found the fork, got up and smiled across to her.

The smile was wiped from my face when Sally said in quite another tone, “With any luck, Leon will be in there tonight; I just hope we see him tonight.”

I sat back on my chair, crushed, and said, “Stop this now; you have had your pay back.”

She just laughed, “Poor Baby; I’ve only just started.”

We ate our meal in silence and then afterwards made our way to the bar where I found us a booth. I saw Sally to her seat and returned to go to the busy bar. As I threaded my way through the throng I bumped into someone and turned to apologise. It was Leon and he laughed at my embarrassment but seeing where I was heading he cheekily added his own choice of ******* for me to order.

It took a short while for me to catch the barman’s attention but soon I was collecting our drinks. I returned to our booth and was taken aback to see Sally sitting on Leon’s lap. As I approached our table I could see her as she slowly wiggled her ass over his groin. They were both giggling, not even seeing me heading their way.

Lost in their own little world, talking, laughing, they still made no acknowledgement of me standing there. I placed the drinks loudly on the table causing Sally to look at me. She gave me a smirk and then holding my gaze she parted her legs giving me a view of her pussy as she sat on Leon’s lap.

She told me, “I’ve changed my mind about tonight. We’re not staying here; we’re heading off to our cabana. If you want to join us, bring the drinks.”

I was in total confusion but not wanting to make a scene I felt I had no choice but to follow them. They walked off hand in hand and I dutifully trailed behind trying not to spill the drinks as my hands shook with the embarrassment that I was feeling.

We walked away from the bar and once out of the building we were into shadows. The walk ways had few lights and the further we went the darker it became. I picked my way carefully as I balanced the drinks and almost bumped into them when they suddenly stopped. They turned to each other and Leon pulled Sally into his big arms. He leaned down and they kissed their tongues deeply in each other’s mouths. Then just as suddenly they parted and continued walking.

Once inside our cabana Leon took his ******* from my shaking hands, looked round and said, “So this is what they look like from the inside.”

Sally looked at him, “So you have never seen inside one of these cabins?”

He said with mock nervousness, “Only housekeeping staffs are allowed in these. I would get the sack if I was found here ..... but the danger makes it even hotter!” and with that he pulled her into his arms, kissed her and began easing the zip of her dress slowly down and slipping the straps off her shoulders. I stood there like a complete dummy, still holding drinks with my mouth wide open and watched as the dress fell down over her firm body to the ground resting round her feet.

Sally pulled at his t-shirt and eased his top over his head before returning their lips against each other’s, their tongue darting fast into each other’s mouths. With his muscular dark chest pressing against her Leon unclipped her bra then removed it releasing her firm tits; he moved his hands and slowly caressed each breast and teased her nipples. She visibly shuddered each time he playfully pinched the erect buttons

Sally was now naked and as they kissed he slowly guided her towards the bed. She bumped against the edge and gently fell back still being held in his arms. She settled back and Leon ran his hands down and parted her legs wide. In one smooth movement he knelt down alongside the bed and dipped his head between her welcoming thighs and I could see his mouth moving up towards her pussy. He pursed his lips and gently blew on her causing Sally to arch her back, tip back her head and close her eyes.

Leon’s tongue was soon running up and down the lips of her smooth pussy, his fingers opening her to show the pinkness inside that his tongue now deeply inside her pussy, Sally moaned lightly her hips rocking against his face.

He lifted her legs over his shoulders, his hands supporting her ass as he lifted it off the bed, his tongue probing deeply inside her. She called out, “Oh fuck yes,” and her hips began moving a little faster. I could see she was getting close and quickly she grabbed Leon’s head pulling him closer as she hissed, “Oh fuck yes, I’m cumming.”

Sally lay back shaking as Leon stood up. He looked over to me, his face shiny with her juices, and grinned as he hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his bulging shorts. He slowly eased them down and his big black cock sprang into view. He looked massive yet I could see he was not even fully erect. It was at least 7 inches and growing as Sally reached out to take it in her small hand.

She stroked it slowly, easing his foreskin back over the large brown bell end; she licked her lips as she moved towards it with Leon running his black fingers through her blonde hair.

Sally opened her mouth taking the tip of his large black cock into her mouth, slowly inch by inch her mouth moved down taking him deeper, she gagged letting me know the tip was at the back of her throat, tears running down her cheeks.

I flopped into a chair feeling appalled, disgusted, frightened, jealous and very, very turned on. My cock was straining at the constraint of my own clothing and I eased my discomfort by unzipping my fly and releasing my erection. I then added humiliation to my list of emotions when I compared the size of my “little prick” to the monster that was consuming Sally’s attention.

Leon gripped her hair easing her head back and forth as he fucked her mouth, each time going as deep as she could take it before gagging; her hands gripped his ass pulling him closer to her.

Leon pulled her head back and his cock bobbed free to show strings of his pre-cum mixed with her saliva connected to her open mouth and chin. She continued to stroke him gently, her tongue flicking over the tip licking his pre-cum. My own cock betrayed my feelings of rejection by similarly beginning to leak slippery pre-cum over my hand which I had unconsciously wrapped around my rigid erection.

He eased her up the bed, joining her as they lay together. His hand went to her face and she kissed a finger before slipping into her mouth and easing it back and forth. As she did so she looked over to me, saw me holding cock and said, “Oh god Mark, even his finger is much bigger than your little white cock.” My humiliation was made even greater when she took his hand and deliberately guided his extended wet finger into her cunt.

She moved her hips to allow his finger go deeper. He then pushed a second finger into her, then a third and her wet pussy stretched around them tightly, as she stroked his cock that was now rock hard. It was at least 10 inches long and as thick as the arm that was pleasuring him.

Sally rolled over onto her back parting her legs wide. She glanced at me and then looked up at Leon, “Let me feel that cock in me.”

He moved over and knelt between her open legs; the tip of his black cock rested on the lips of her tight pussy. She reached down and parted the lips and with one slow push the tip of his cock slipped into her opening.

Sally tipped her head back and putting her arms over her head gripped the pillows as he slowly eased another inch into her. She squealed and called out, “Oh fuck you’re so big; you’re too big, pull back.”

Leon had other ideas and just stopped moving, laying still and letting her pussy get used to his large black cock inside her.

He lowered his head and began kissing and licking her hard nipples, as he commenced easing a little deeper into her, stopping then moving a little more. Ever so slowly he eased his cock deeper but again Sally called out, “No, you’re too fucking big, I can’t take it. Get off.”

Leon ignored her cries, eased back then gently entered her again. I could see that he easily slipped even further into her and suddenly her cries of her anguish were replaced by a hiss as she moaned out, “Yessss.”

As she got used to the size of his black cock slowly entering her, going deeper until fully inside her, she began to slowly moving her hips.

They kissed deeply as he eased back and forth slowly building up his thrusting. Sally rocked her hips meeting his oncoming cock and soon they had found a rhythm and were truly fucking..

Sally turned to me, “Oh god Mark, his black cock feels like it’s in my womb, I can feel his black cock so deep inside me.”

Leon starting thrusting harder, the bed was rocking the headboard was now hitting the wall. I sat there transfixed and slowly wanked my inadequate little tool hating myself but hating him even more.

Leon looked at me and said, “Don’t worry man I will pull out before cumming.”

I squirmed when Sally said, “Don’t you fucking dare pull out!”

Leon pulled back turning her over, he lifted her to her knees, his large black hands parted her ass cheeks as he thrusted his black cock back deeply into her pussy, her breast were rocking back and forth as he gripped her waist pulling her back onto his cock.

Sally gripped the sheets on the bed, her head pushing down on the bed calling out, “Yes, fuck me, take me, fuck me you black bastard.”

Leon was now pounding hard into her; he slapped her ass cheek, calling her, “His little white married whore.”

Sally responded, “Yes. I’m your whore. Fuck me harder.”

Their skin was slapping harder together as he really fucked her so hard, his black balls swinging and hitting her arse. She reached down and began rubbing her clit and in no time she started shaking for a second time as her orgasm exploded over his black cock, “Cum in me, shoot your black baby into me.”

With one last hard thrust Leon flooded her womb with his black seed, “Oh god, what a fuck, what a fuck,” he moaned as sweat dripped from them both.

They held each other kissing and I watched his buttocks twitching and spasming as he unloaded the contents of his balls deeply into her. Sally squealed at each pulse and lazily turned her head toward me and said with that familiar smirk on her face, “Oh Mark, I have never felt so much cum pumped into me, I must be pregnant already!”

I was seething at the remark but knew that there was nothing I could do to counter her sarcasm. Certainly there was no way I could challenge Leon; he was powerfully built and had an air of aggression about him that deterred me from even thinking about doing anything physical.

Leon pulled his softening cock from Sally’s abused pussy and not pausing even to wipe the juices that were dripping from the black shaft he pulled his boxers up, got dressed and told me to check outside that no one was around.

I stood up and shoved my aching cock back into my pants and stumbled to the door. I could hear something going on outside and carefully opened the door a crack and saw a couple of guys walking toward our cabana. I recognised in the gloom the face of the night manager who we’d been introduced to earlier. He was shining a torch looking at the door numbers and seemed to be focussing on ours as he came along the path.

I ducked back inside figuring that someone must have made a complaint about the noise coming from our cabana. Leon was quite unaware what awaited him and asked if the coast was clear.

“Go ahead,” I said opening the door and stood to one side to allow him to exit.

The timing couldn’t have been better; Leon collided with the manager and his assistant on the path outside our cabana.

There was a moment’s silence then the manager said, “Leon, my office, now!”

Sally jumped up as she saw through the open door Leon being led away by his boss. I tried to suppress a smile as I looked at her with Leon’s cum running down her thighs. She began crying and said, “Oh God, I hope he doesn’t get sacked.”

I laughed, “You said you had your revenge last night. Well tonight, dear Wifey, it was my turn to get my own back.”

She was not impressed.

 

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Day 3

I woke up after getting only 2 hours sleep as we had spent most of the night arguing about my part in Leon getting caught leaving our cabana. She hissed at me, “You did that on purpose, you little limp dick.”

I just laughed at her and left her fuming as I walked out on to the beach feeling the early warm sun on my face. I couldn’t stop smiling to myself as I played over in my mind how justice had been served. Sally followed a few minutes later wearing her tiny white bikini and when she caught up with me continued still trying to hurt me with her words.

She sat on her sun lounger, her face full of thunder, as she continued her insults, saying things like, “You just couldn’t stand seeing me having great sex that you could never give me; seeing me climax on a big black cock like I have never done on yours.” I just smiled at her and her mood turned even darker.

She pulled out her mobile and began to peck at the screen; I didn’t ask or care what she was doing, she was always playing with it. While she tapped away she continued with her muttering and snide remarks but I ignored her until I noticed one of the reception staff walking towards us. I tapped her leg saying, “One of the staff is heading our way.”

She stopped with the insults and sat up looking towards the uniformed guy who stopped when he reached our loungers. He asked us to confirm our names and then requested us to follow him as the manager wanted to see us both. I put my book aside and she closed her phone and we both got up and did as bidden. As we followed I’m already thinking we were about to kicked out of the resort.

We reached the main reception building and our guide pointed towards the manager’s office saying, “Mr Grant is waiting for you .”

I knocked on the door and was rewarded with a shout of, “Enter.”

We entered a large office where behind a large desk sat and elegantly dressed man. The desk was clear of clutter save for an empty in-tray, a pen holder with matching pens, a framed family picture of an equally elegant looking woman, presumably his wife. He stood and offering his hand and said in a deep soft voice, “Thank you for coming. My name is Grant. I am the resort General Manager. Won’t you please sit down?” He gestured to a sofa. I was unsure whether Grant was his surname or his given name but thought, “What the hell, does it matter?”

We sat and after offering us a cool ******* he returned to sit behind his imposing desk and assumed the posture and tone of a disappointed Headmaster who was about to rebuke his errant pupils. He cleared his throat and said, “Yesterday my Night Manager discovered one of our staff coming out of your cabin. Such an incursion is strictly forbidden and I have to tell you that he has been sacked for breaking resort rules. He let himself and the resort down. We have very high standards here and I expect my staff to act with propriety and discretion... ” He stole a glance at the framed picture, “..just as I would.”

Sally looked at me with a haunted expression before turning back towards him, “It wasn’t his fault, I, er, I mean we, invited him.” She didn’t sound very convincing. “Please don’t sack him; reinstate him, it was me that asked him to visit; I just wanted to have some fun with him without other people seeing us,” she blubbed as she nervously fiddled with her phone in her lap.

Mr Grant who obviously knew what kind of fun she was talking about shook his head, “If I let him off, then I would have to let every staff member off if they took advantage of such kind offers like.” Sally looked down to the floor; a tear rolled down her cheek.

She looked towards me, “Say something Mark; help Leon get his job back.”

She was aware that when she turns on the tears I am putty in her hands but even as she sobbed I just didn’t know what I could say or do that would make the manager change his mind.

I took a long ******* of my fruit juice desperately trying to think of something; wondering what Sally would say once we left the office. As I continued to ponder Sally got up and walked over to the desk. She placed her hands on the leather top surface and deliberately bent forward ensuring that he could see down her bikini top.

She had stopped her sobbing and now adopted a sweet voice, “Mr Grant, can’t you just fine him for breaking the rules and give him a final warning?”

Mr Grant sat back in his big leather seat fingers on his chin and with his gaze focussed on her tits which had almost escaped from the hold of her skimpy bikini top said thoughtfully, “Well, you have given something to think about here. He was a very good worker and I have to admit the guests, especially the ladies, did like him. Let me think about this for a while.” He added, “You must really like him to defend him like this.”

“I do,” she replied. “We both do,” she added looking over to me. I hoped he didn’t see the look on my face as she said that!

Sally walked round his desk and deliberately placed her phone on the top and perched to sit on his side; looking closely at him said, “I would really like to thank you just for even thinking about it.”

Mr Grant looked at her, his eyes roaming over her body, and moved his seat back and turned it a little so he was directly facing her. He reached out and taking Sally’s hand into his pulled her from the desk and said, “Well, little lady come here and show me how thankful.”

Sally stood in front of him her hands by her sides. Grant ran his fingertips down her arms as Sally looked back to me and smiled. I was inwardly furious that she was up to her old tricks again and that she could so contemptuously behave in this manner just to get her own way. My “victory” of the previous night was in serious danger of being reversed.

Sally dropped to her knees and her hands moved to part his legs. She delicately and slowly eased the zip of his trousers downwards and with her eyes fixed on his she reached inside his pants and eased his black cock out of his underwear.

Grant looked at me, not sure if I was going to say something. Not seeing any reaction from me he returned his attention to Sally and moved forward a little in his seat. Sally began to stroke his cock slowly, her eyes still looking deeply into his. She smiled as her head moved downward.

Grant lifted his hips slightly and gasped as her tongue flicked over the tip before running down over his long black shaft. He ran his fingers through her hair and as he tipped his head back she moved and lowering her head she took his cock into her mouth.

She began to suck and I saw her cheeks fill out as his cock started growing. She took him back deeper into her mouth, sucking him hard, and soon I could hear her slurping heavily on his black cock.

Sally leaned back and sat on her heels. Her fingers found the buckle of his belt; she opened it and Grant lifted his butt to allow her to pull his trousers and boxers slowly down. His cock sprung out from his underwear.

She let him sit back and returned to stroking his black cock again and, leaning forward, she started sucking on his heavy looking balls. The stroking became faster but as his erection grew her small white hand was unable to fully wrap round his cock.

He reached down and unclipped her bikini top; her breasts fell free as he pulled the top up. With her beautiful tits unencumbered I watched fascinated as he played with her nipples seeing them getting hard between his fingers. Sally groaned her pleasure at the attention and stroked his cock a little faster. Pre-cum was beginning flow freely from the tip and she placed her mouth and her tongue licking the juice like it was a lollipop.

I knew I was about to witness Sally taking yet another black cock. For crying out loud, we had only been here three days and my “prim and proper” wife was about to cuckold me for the third time. I should have protested but something in me was excited at the idea that this time the guy was a lot older, maybe mid-forties to early fifties, but was sporting a cock that any twenty year old would have been proud to have. Perversely the thought passed through my mind that she could be about to be fucking her ******* .. except her ******* wasn’t black!

He pulled Sally to her feet and slipped the open bikini top over her head. He turned her around to face me and then pushed her to bend forward to lie on the desk with her head resting only inches from a framed picture of a lady who must have been his wife.

He dropped to his knees behind her his hands easing her bikini bottoms down over her ass, letting them fall down to the floor. His black hands parted her ass cheeks wide as his head moved closer to her. The obscene scene was made even more so as his thick black cock bobbed and dripped pre-cum onto the carpet.

Sally looked only to me with her hands gripping the edge of the desk. She gave me a wink which I interpreted as her saying that once again she had triumphed in our on-going battles but quickly her smug expression changed when she let out a little yelp letting me know the manager was now licking her smooth pussy from behind. She pushed back onto his face, whispering, “Yes, oh yes,” clearly loving what he was now doing to her.

“Oh god,” she moaned, “Mark, he’s licking my ass.” I interpreted that remark as she was letting someone do something to her that she would never allow me to do.

Her hands were gripping the desk even tighter, as she pushed back harder onto his face. He moved his hand down and she cried out, “Mmmm, he’s fingering my pussy and licking my ass; no one has ever licked me there. It feels so nice, Mark.” My humiliation was only just beginning. She sensed, correctly, that her giving a running commentary would only build on my despair.

Grant stood up, his large black cock in hand; Sally looked back over her shoulder, “Oh yes, fuck me, please fuck me.”

He smiled, “Don’t worry, I’m going to, little lady.”

He gripped her small waist pulling her back onto his cock. She cried, “Oh fuck,” letting me know he was entering her; telling me she was now taking her third black cock in as many days into her tight white pussy.

Grant slowly pushed his hips forward. Sally’s mouth dropped open, her eyes closed, as inch by inch he slowly fully entered her. He groaned, “What a tight pussy to wrap around my cock. Does that feel good?”

“Oh yes, and it’s all yours to fuck,” she replied looking me straight in the eye.

He slowly eased back holding still and then gripping her waist he pulled her back hard and thrust hard, fast and deeply into her.

She squealed, “Ung, Oh fuck, you’re so big, I’ve never felt so stretched .... ung, Mark, you’ve never .... ” Her words were left unsaid turning into cries as he continued to thrust rhythmically in and out of her tight pussy and all the while she held my gaze.

His hand moved up her back and gripping her hair he pulled her head up. Leaning down he kissed her neck while pounding her pussy with long hard thrusts.

Sally started shaking, her hands gripping the desk even tighter, her fingers turning white, I could hear their bodies slapping hard together as he fucked her with such power.

He pulled back and his glistening cock slipped out. “Now I’m going to fuck that tight ass, bitch.”

Sally’s expression changed from lust to one of fear, “No, not there, please not there. I have never been fucked there.”

That made him smile, “Mmm virgin ass, even better.”

He gripped her ass cheeks stretching them apart, Sally looked back shaking her head, “Please no, not there.”

He ignored her pleas and with one hand he positioned the tip of his engorged cock to the tight hole of her anus. His other hand was firmly placed on her back to prevent her from getting up from the desk. I perversely thought, “That’s what you get when you play with fire; that’s just what you deserve for being a bitch to me.”

With a sense of helplessness Sally bought her hand up to her mouth to stop her screaming out as the Grant moved his hips forward, the tip of his hard thick black cock parting the tight hole to her ass. She shook her head from side to side and I could see that she had started to cry, this time for real. He kept moving forward. Tears were now streaming down her face as she weakly cried out, “Oh Mark, he’s ripping me open.”

He ignored her protests and kept going, pushing more of his black cock into her ass, saying, “You want Leon to keep his job don’t you?”

Sally through the tears glumly nodded.

“Good Girl, then just give me this tight ass,” he said.

Sally stopped protesting and I looked down to the floor as he started fucking my wife’s virgin anus. Despite the thoughts I was holding I cringed as I heard him say, “Like it, do you lady?”

Sally nodded letting him think she was but I could tell she was faking it. I was silently pleased that for once she was being treated like the dirty slut she had been acting since we arrived. Disturbingly my own cock was fully erect as I watched her being abused.

Once again she made to protest, “Please, you’re too big, please, oh please take it out, fuck my pussy please,” she begged.

He completely ignored her wailing and was now fucking her ass so deeply, his cock must have been 8 inches and a good 5 inches thick, and he now had it all buried deeply in her ass.

“Please stop, it’s burning,” she beseeched; her face telling me it was really hurting

He smiled as he eased back from her ass and his cock slid out making an audible pop. Sally collapsed even lower on the desk top but her relief was short lived for he wasn’t finished with her yet; I was a little envious that for an older guy he had such stamina and lasting power. He grabbed her waist again and then ****** his cock back deeply into her pussy, thrusting hard into her.

Sally looked at me, distress written all over her face as he thrusted hard into her. She then realised that he hadn’t resumed violating her anus but was instead doing as she had asked, he was fucking her cunt. Her attitude changed and the pain was forgotten as he began to get into his stride and her distress was replaced by the familiar refrains and squeals of, “Oh yes, fuck me, fuck my pussy ... fuck me ... fuck me.”

Grant smiled, “Don’t worry; I’ll pull out before I cum.”

My feelings of self-satisfaction was jolted when she said, “No you won’t; I want you to cum in my pussy.”

They were now fucking each other so hard, her pussy obviously was now used to his large thick cock and she was making the most of it.

“Get off, let me turn me over,” she asked.

He pulled out and spun her over and then holding her legs apart guided his slick black cock into her pussy once more. I sat transfixed at the scene before me with my own cock poking out of my bathing shorts. Subconsciously I was stroking myself in time to his thrusting; Sally turned her head to me and smiled.

Grant pushed into her and with his cock buried balls-deep he leaned down and kissed her, their tongues deep in each other’s mouths, her breasts squashed against his muscular chest. She began humping against him and hissed, “Cum for me, cum in me. Use me, take me, I’m your white whore.” I was amazed to think where she had learned such dirty expressions; the words she was using made her sound like a complete slut.

He took her breasts in his large black hands, squeezing them as he fucked her hard. “I’m nearly there,” he groaned.

Sally rocked her hips faster trying to make him cum, he thrusted hard one last time then held still. They kissed and his ass cheeks went tight letting me know he was filling her pussy with his spunk.

Slowly he moved back and his cock once again slipped out of her gaping cunt, strings of cum connecting them both. He looked down at her and said, “Well, little lady, thanks to you Leon might have his job back.”

Sally smiled, “Thank you so much, I thought I could make you see my point of view.” She continued as she carefully picked herself up and got to her feet and retrieved her bikini and her phone, “actually, in case that wasn’t enough to make you think again, I took out some insurance.”

I had no idea what she was talking about as I helped her clip the clasp of her top. As I was doing so she pecked at the screen and I looked over her shoulder and glimpsed a video begin to play; it was of the two of them as they were just a few minutes before; him fucking her and there in the background, the framed picture of his wife.. She turned to show it to Grant and said, “If our fucking wasn’t reason enough then I’m sure that your wife seeing this might do the trick.”

Grant’s face turned fifty shades of pale and as we left the office and closed the door behind us we heard him make the call, “Hello, is Leon there?”

We headed back to our cabana; it was only 11am and already she had had another black cock inside her. I was confused how this had all gone so right for her and so wrong for me .. or had it?

Once inside our cabana, she removed her bikini and Grant’s cum began leaking from her swollen pussy and was running down her thighs. I looked at her as she told me matter-of-factly, “For an older guy he sure knows how to fuck.”

She made my humiliation complete by throwing her bikini bottoms at me saying, “Look inside and see what a real man’s cum looks like.”

I caught them in midair and had to stop myself from putting the soiled garment to my face. "My God," I thought, "it's not even lunchtime yet and we have a whole day to get through. What ever else can happen?"

 

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We seemed to spend the rest of the day arguing and bickering until eventually we went to bed to have an afternoon nap. We lay back on the bed as far apart as we could manage and I spent a fretful couple of hours replaying the morning’s events. Even when asleep all I could see in my mind was Sally fucking Grant, the manager, and the pleasure written over her face as he took long hard thrusts into her. That, and the fact that having got my own back – my revenge and satisfaction - when I had engineered Leon’s dismissal that in a very short time she had turned the table and was once again in control; the bitch.

I woke and saw that the sun was setting; we had slept all afternoon. I was feeling hungry and in need of some food. Sally woke moments later and turned over, her naked body so close to mine. She looked at me with bleary eyes and asked, “What time is it?”

I replied, “Late, we have slept all afternoon.”

Sally got up and headed towards the shower. As she turned to step into the cubicle I could see Grant’s dried cum on her thighs. She glowered at me and firmly closed the door. I got the message and turned my attention to what I would be wearing tonight.

My turn in the shower and after the welcome flood of water I got dressed in the bathroom. I could hear Sally was singing lightly as she got ready and when I stepped into the bedroom I was confronted by the delicious sight of Sally bending over doing up her sandals, She was wearing a very short white mini skirt that showed her legs off to the fullest, and a tiny white thong, a white top which revealed she was wearing no bra beneath. I was thinking how much I would love to bend her over the bed and just fuck her.

Sally looked back at me seeing me looking at her bending over and she wiggled her ass. I moved toward her but paused when she giggled and reminded me, “Sorry Marky, none of this is for you.”

I shrugged my shoulders and tried to hide my crushing disappointment by nonchalantly replying, “Didn’t think it was for one moment.”

We walked along the sea front towards the large restaurant, I nearly jumped as Sally slipped her hand into mine, I looked at her, she moved closer and I was thinking, “Here we go again with more teasing.”

She moved to her tiptoes and kissed me, “Mark, I do love you, but I need to really make you suffer like I did.”

I mulled the remark over and over in my head wondering how long this ******* was going to last. I accepted that I had done her wrong and that revenge was sweet but I wasn’t sure if what she was doing to me was really a balanced response to my straying. What I also thought to myself was that I was secretly finding the whole thing extremely erotic and I had never felt such a high level of horniness before. The sight of her and those black cocks fucking her white cunt was just so exciting to see .. but I wouldn’t be admitting that to her, not just yet.

We ordered dinner and drank a glass a wine as we waited. Sally smiled at me across the table as we made small talk. I asked, “What do you fancy doing tonight?”

She replied with a guilty-looking grin, “I feel a little sore after this morning, maybe we could go back sit outside and have a ******* together.”

I smiled at the thought of having her to myself, “That would be so nice.”

Our dinner was a very nice and after coffee and a liqueur we walked back hand in hand laughing and it felt like old times. As we turned the corner and took the path to our cabana we heard a loud booming laugh. I knew straightaway it was Leon as did Sally. She turned, screamed and ran off towards him, “LEON.”

He turned round holding out his arms as Sally jumped into them. She ignored that he was standing with a friend. They kissed, long and lingering, their tongues deep in each mouths. I was left thinking, “So much for a quiet ******* outside together.”

Leon’s friend let out a little cough; Sally eased her lips from Leon and turned to notice him for the first time. His friend asked, “Who is the lovely lady?”

Leon replied, “This lovely lady got me reinstated today.” He graciously didn’t mention the circumstances as how he lost the job.

Leon introduced his friend to Sally saying, “This is Rufus.”

Sally smiled, “Nice to meet you.”

Rufus enquired, “How did she get you reinstated?”

Sally blushed, replying, “It was easy really. I just had a word with the manager and said there had been a misunderstanding.”

Rufus looked quizzical but let the subject drop.

Leon ran his big hand down her back giving her firm sexy ass a light squeeze. Sally giggled as he asked, “So what are your plans for tonight sexy?”

Sally replied, “Not a lot, we’re just going to have a quiet ******* on our veranda; nothing else is planned.”

My head dropped hearing her share that as we all walked off together; I suspected that now the evening would not be the quiet one I had anticipated.

The path was narrow and Rufus walked alongside me and asked, “How you enjoying Jamaica?”

I replied, “Yeah, ‘it’s been good so far,” not wanting to let on what I was really thinking that, actually, it had been far from good from my point of view.

Leon and Sally had dropped back a little behind us. I turned to see her slip her arm into Leon’s. “They seem to get on well,” Rufus said with a look on his face that told me he knew what they were up to.

I looked at Rufus, “Well, I’m guessing it’s his job to make the ladies feel good on vacation.”

Rufus laughed, “Yeah, right.”

We waited by the walk way to our cabana for Leon and Sally to catch us up; they were laughing and seemed to forget we were there.

I was hoping they might get the message we wanted to be alone but Leon and Rufus were having none of it and stood there continuing to laugh and chat with Sally, not me!

“Let’s have a *******,” she said. The guys liked that idea and she opened the door and pointed to the veranda. Already she had forgotten about me and I blankly followed them to go and find a seat on the sundeck.

Sally sat on a lounger and with “that smile” turned to me and said, “Mark, are you going to offer our visitors a *******?”

I knew it wasn’t a request; it was her sending out the message that I was there to act the subservient. I made to establish that was not my idea of what our evening was all about and went over to her and said, “Are you crazy? What if Grant finds out you’ve invited not only Leon but his friends back here?”

She smiled and said, “He’ll do nothing; remember, I video’d everything on my phone. I’m sure he wouldn’t like his wife to find out what he gets up to with the hotel guests! Now will you go and get the drinks.”

I glared at her but she missed my response as she had already turned back to continue her flirty chat with her admiring guests. I left them to go back into the living room and found a bottle of rum and four glasses from the cocktail cabinet. I poured the drinks and as I passed them round Sally, who was once again completely ignoring me, smoothed back her short skirt and subtlety raised up her thighs and parted her legs giving Leon and Rufus a view of her small white thong that only just covered her pussy.

Rufus couldn’t take his eyes off her. His eyes roamed up and down her legs catching a view of her white thong. Sally noticed asking, “Like the view, do you?”

“Sure do lady,” Rufus replied.

Leon egged him on, “Move closer man; get a better view.”

Sally eased back parting her legs a little wider; her short skirt was now up round her waist.

Rufus looked at me to see my reaction. When it was clear that I was not going to do anything or stop him, he got up from his chair and moved so he was sitting alongside Leon. The pair of them, now side-by-side on the sun lounger, smirked and both licked their lips at the view they were now enjoying of the charms between Sally’s parted legs.

Sally looked across to me to see if I was aware of what they were doing. She smirked before returning her attention back to Leon and said in a dismissive fashion, “Mark, get us another *******.”

Like a wimp I made no comment but just got to my feet and poured another four glasses of rum and passed them round. Leon downed his in one; I followed suit not wishing to seen any less of a man.

Rufus clicked his glass with Sally as he told her that she should likewise take their drinks in one swallow. Sally tipped her glass and straightaway starting coughing as the 40 proof hit the back of her throat. The guys laughed, “Not used to the strong stuff yet,” they joked.

Sally caught her breath, sat forward and lifted the arms of her sun lounger to release and lower the back. She settled back on the flat bed and lay with her knees bent and her legs spread. Rufus moved a little closer his black hand now slowly moving up her lightly tanned leg.

I slumped back in the chair knowing I was about to witness Sally again making out with a black man. Leon looked over to me saying, “God, your lady really must have a thing about black guys.”

Sally heard him and not waiting for any reply from me giggled, “I sure do.”

His hand slipped to the top of her leg and found its target; his fingers began lightly stroking her pussy against her small white thong. Sally sighed and then bit her bottom lip as he eased her thong to one side as he lowered his head.

He eased himself downwards and Sally reached for his shaven head and visibly pushed him so that his mouth was lightly touching her thighs. I watched as his tongue darted out and moved towards her smooth freshly shaven pussy.

She stretched her legs as far apart as they would go, her feet firmly planted on the ground either side of the sun bed. Now having the easiest of access to her pussy, he placed his fingers inside the waistband of her thong and eased it over her hips. I held my breath as I watched her lift her butt helping him to remove it.

Rufus dropped the thong beside the sun lounger as his tongue run slowly up and down the lips of her pussy; he slipped his hands under her ass lifting her slightly upwards off the sun lounger.

Sally had her pale hands on his black shaven head pulling him even closer to her. Rufus now probed his tongue in and out of her pussy; Sally slowly moved her hips fucking his tongue letting out little sighs of pleasure.

Rufus sure knew how to use his tongue as he flicked it over her clitoris and Sally’s moaning become louder as she moved herself a little faster against his tongue. Rufus had her placed just where he wanted her and clearly at that moment she wanted to be nowhere else.

Sally lifted her top over her head and dropped it onto the deck to join her thong. Her breasts were free for her to caress and as she did so she let out long sighs of pleasure.

Her legs started shaking as she arched her back, “Yesssss, nearly there, oh don’t stop.”

Rufus flicked his tongue harder and faster on her clitoris and Sally screamed out, her body shaking as her climax hit. She suddenly went still and rigid before slowly sinking back onto the bed with a beatific smile on her face.

Rufus moved his face away from her sopping cunt and stood in front of her. He removed his top letting her see his full muscular chest and a stomach with the perfect six pack, a toned body that I would love to have had. Sally looked up at him, smiled and getting to her feet she, uninvited, reached out and slowly eased his shorts down.

She kept her eyes fixed on his as he stepped out of his shorts, the outline of his large bulge being held in place by his white boxers. Running her hand over the obscene swelling she began teasing him, her face telling him she was impressed.

Sally slipped her hand inside the waist band of his boxers and with their eyes still fixed on each other she slowly eased them down. The shorts momentarily caught but in a sudden movement his large black cock sprang free and the large brown end of his cock bobbed only inches from her face.

Sally eyes opened wide and her mouth dropped seeing the size of him, “Oh god, I will never get that fully inside me,” she gasped. Rufus just smiled and placed a hand on her head, his large fingers running through her blonde hair easing her closer.

Sally grasped her hand round his large cock but there was no way her hand could wrap fully round it; it looked to be as thick around as it was long.

With her other hand she caressed his hanging large brown balls, squeezing them lightly. Her mouth opened and her tongue began flicking over the tip. She stroked it gently as her tongue moved up and down along his large cock. He eased the tip into her mouth as he held her head in place, easing a little more into her mouth.

Leon was watching the show unfold and smiled as he poured himself another shot of rum. I declined his offer to fill my glass; I didn’t want anything to distract from watching to see how much of this monster cock she would take into her mouth.

Slowly Rufus moved back and forth, each time his black cock slipped deeper into her mouth. She coughed as she let the saliva dribble from her mouth down over her chin and I was amazed when she succeeded and most of his black cock was buried in her mouth. Her cheeks deflated as she began to suck hard making obscene slurping sounds.

Watching them I became aware this was not going to be just a quick fuck session. She was being so tender to him and he was appreciating her attention and seemed to be in no hurry to stop her from what she was doing.

She continued caressing his hanging large balls as her head bobbed on his cock letting him fuck her mouth and then she tilted her head and looked over to me, her mouth full of his cock and winked.

God, how I hated her doing that; it seemed she was making a habit of sending me a signal that she was enjoying herself at my expense. I didn’t react; I wasn’t going to let her see in my face that inwardly I was seething; that she had broken her promise to me of having a quiet evening just on our own; that she was sharing herself with someone else and not me.

Her gaze moved upwards and she saw that Rufus looking down, smiling.

Sally let his cock slip from her mouth and running her tongue down his cock she opened her mouth and began sucking one of his hanging balls into her mouth, Rufus moaned lightly as he run his fingers through her hair.

She tired of this after a few seconds and returned her attention to his pulsing black cock. She took him back into her mouth and with her hands gripping his ass pulled him forward. Soon she was deep-throating him seemingly over her doubts of taking such a monster. Clearly, now used to his large cock in her mouth, she continued to bob back and forth but although there was still at least 3 inches to go she didn’t try taking it all.

He helped Sally to her feet then laid her back on the sun lounger. His large black hands parted her legs as he knelt between them and his thumb found her clitoris rolling it gently, Sally arched her back, arms over her head, moving her hips, eyes closed she moaned, “Mmmm, feels so good.”

Leon’s eyes were now firmly fixed on them, watching the show unfolding before us. I watched as Rufus slipped his large finger into her slowly; Sally opened her eyes wide, “Oh fuck yes, just like that, push it deeper into me.”

Rufus eased his finger back, looked at Sally’s face as he slipped back into her a little deeper. She lifted her butt letting him go deeper; all the while she was biting her bottom lip, looking at him.

Rufus started finger-fucking her, his finger working back and forth, his thumb still rolling her clitoris only faster, “Oh fuck yes,” Sally squealed out, “keep going; just a little more, don’t stop.”

Sally’s whole body was now shaking; any thoughts she had shared earlier of how sore her pussy felt was totally forgotten. Rufus slipped a second finger inside, the lips of her pussy now stretching round his large fingers. She moved her hips a little quicker pushing down on them, “Mmmm, that feels so good,” she told him.

Rufus eased his fingers from her and slowly moved over her. Sally wrapped her arms around his neck, their lips came together; his thick lips covered her lips; their lips parted and their tongues probed deep in each other’s mouths.

His hands moved down caressing her firm ass lifting her so slightly off the sun lounger so that the tip of his large erect black cock touched her pussy. She moaned with delight as he began to run the tip between the lips of her pussy rubbing it against her clitoris as their kisses got more passionate.

Rufus slowly moved his cock up and down trying to find the opening of her pussy. Sally grasped his cock and guided him and with surprising ease the bulbous knob of his large thick cock entered her.

He held still for a moment then pushed a little more into her; she moaned letting him know she was enjoying it and wanting more. He thrust a little deeper and with a squeal she bucked her hips upwards giving him even better access to her welcoming wet pussy.

Her fingers dug into his back as he went deeper into her; they broke their kiss as he slipped another inch into her, “God, you’re so tight, I love it.”

Sally gasped and smiling her own appreciation looked over toward me and making sure I could her say, “It’s all yours."

Leon smiled on hearing that and patted my thigh as he continued drinking his rum. I was confused and wasn’t sure where to look; my cock was straining inside my shorts, my heart was pounding and with a tear in my eye I looked away for a moment only to swivel my gaze back when I heard Sally scream out, “Oh fuck, yes.”

I looked round and saw that Rufus had pinned her arms over her head their fingers tightly interlocked. He was now rocking back and forth into her each time pushing more of his large black cock into her. Sally was looking at me once more smiling as she moved her hips in perfect timing to his thrusting into her. At that moment I both hated her and loved her for what she was doing.

His large body covered hers and she looked so tiny under him. Her legs were spread wide and he started to thrust forward. His balls were now brushing against her ass with each shove and as if it wasn’t obvious, he informed her, “You have it all now.”

Sally, rocking her hips faster on his cock, responded, “Mmm, I think you are inside my womb .. and I love it.”

Sally looked at me once more, “If only you .. urg .. could do this, I .. urg ... wouldn’t be here right now.”

Leon choked on his rum hearing that then let out one of his booming laughs the echoed down the quiet dark beach. He squeezed my thigh with his large black hand as if he was sharing a joke. I tried to make my grimace appear as a smile in response but inside I was seething for I knew she was telling the truth.

Rufus was now thrusting harder into her, “Oh God yes, you’re stretching me so wide.” She made sure Leon heard that and I realised now she was out to torment us both as Rufus fucked her, his large black cock hitting home fully inside her.

“I’m cumming,” she screamed, “keep going, fuck me with that big black cock.”

Rufus responded and slammed harder into her; the sound of their bodies’ slapping together must have been heard by the late-night strollers on the beach.

Sally was shaking uncontrollably, her legs wrapped round him tightly. He bent his head to kiss once more as his large hands covered each breast. Sally responded and placed her arms back round his neck, telling him, “Fuck me, Fuck me ... I’m yours.”

His large cock pumped faster into her pushing her body upwards on the sun lounger.

“Here it cums bitch,” he told her and with one hard thrust he held still. She gasped and with them both moaning into each other’s mouths his ass cheeks clenched together telling both Leon and myself he was flooding her womb with his black seed.

Leon looked at me, “Well man guess he’s just filled her good.”

I didn’t know what to say. I just gulped down the last of my rum from my glass thinking how everything was going so wrong for me but, clearly, so right for her.

They broke their hold and as he eased his softening cock from her large blobs of cum leaked from her and pooled beneath her onto the sun lounger. He stood looking down at her, her legs spread wide; she looked up to him smiling saying, “Thank you, I needed that.”

Rufus pulled his shorts back up and sat back on one of the chairs, poured himself a rum and took a long *******. Sally stayed where he’d left her lying on the sun lounger, legs spread letting us see the cum dribbling from her.

Leon and Rufus simultaneously drained their drinks, got up and gave each other a high five. Rufus said with a smirk, “My work here is done. Let’s go.”

They both laughed, as Rufus added saying to me, “Thanks man for letting me fuck your wife; hope you enjoyed watching it.”

I ignored the pair of them as they left feeling so humiliated but also not wanting to admit that I was so aroused at what I had witnessed over the past couple of days; relatively unknown strangers fucking my own wife.

Sally got up saying, “I need a shower.” She wasn’t actually directing her remark to me; just stating a fact.

20 minutes later we were in bed and she was asleep within moments leaving me to lay there with an aching erection and the images of her fucking another black guy running through my mind. It didn’t take me long to cum over my hand as I jerked off listening to her soft snoring.

“So much for me getting my own back,” was my thought as I drifted off into an uneasy sleep.

 

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Day 4.

I awoke before her and slipped out of bed and made my quiet way into the bathroom where I washed my hands and my stomach and cleaned off the evidence of my solitary pleasure. God, I must have cum a bucket load. I dressed and pondered if I was actually getting ready for another day of Sally acting the slut again today. I looked out of the patio doors and at the sun lounger that she had fucked Rufus on last night and concluded, yes; she most probably would be acting the complete slut.

I made myself a coffee and was about to go and sit on the veranda when Sally walked out of the bedroom. I turned and looked at her; “Oh yes, I’d love a coffee too; Like my new bikini?” she asked.

“Good Morning to you too,” I said as sarcastically as I could muster. I eyed her up and down and continued, “Hmm, I see it doesn’t cover much but I guess if you are going to be a dirty black cock slut then you want to let everyone take notice.”

Sally just laughed at me, “Well spotted, I guess that’s just what I am, but I’d still like a coffee” she shamelessly replied with that familiar smirk on her face.

I looked her over, the new pink bikini was indeed very sexy but I wasn’t going to tell her that.

We walked outside and the warm air hit us. She sat on the sun lounger and looking towards me said, “Mmm, last night Rufus fucked me so good on here. I can still smell the scent of him on it.”

I deliberately ignored her comment and said, “I’m famished. Let’s go and get some breakfast.”

For once we seemed to agree on something. A small step, I thought, as we sat and ate our meal.

As the morning wore on it became steadily hotter. I sat reading; she was laid out on the lounger pecking away at her phone. We had hardly said a word to each other since breakfast when Sally asked if I minded putting some sun screen on her legs. Despite my feelings toward her I wasn’t going to pass up the chance of getting close and personal so I picked up the bottle, poured some into my hands and rubbed it over her feet and lower legs. As I began moving my hands up her inner thighs Sally parted her legs encouraging me to move my hands a little higher.

Sally smiled, “Mmm, that feels nice.”

I was thinking how nice and soft her skin felt after not touching her for so long, could my ******* be coming to an end? My optimism was crushed when she suddenly moved her knees together and said, “That’s enough; don’t want you getting any ideas here.”

Clearly the slut had ideas of her own.

The morning wore on and we went to the restaurant for lunch. For once she didn’t flirt with any of the staff and my feelings of optimism began to return and I began to wonder and hope that maybe, just maybe, she was now content that she had got revenge for my affair.

We had a few drinks and a light lunch and sat there talking, laughing; it felt like old times which was what I wanted on this break.

We returned to our veranda and after an afternoon spent relaxing in the warm sun, Sally turned saying, “It’s time to think about getting ready to go out tonight. I fancy clubbing tonight; you up for that Marky?”

It was a rhetorical question, she knew full well I could hardly say no and I suspected with a sense of inevitability that despite us having a ‘normal’ day together that the evening was going to be a rerun of the nights before.

After showering Sally walked round our cabana in just a very tiny black thong, it was see-through and I could see her shaven pussy against it. As she turned round it was to reveal only a small thin piece of material stretched between the rounded cheeks. I felt my cock begin to swell as I looked, her breasts lightly swaying as she walked round her pink nipples poking out.

I had no idea she had such stuff and could only wonder when and where she had bought it and for whose benefit. Wearing or indeed buying such underwear had never been part of our married life prior to coming away and I began to suspect that this might be a part of a plan she had been following for some time. Had I been blind to her ways and all this in my innocent way or was she just plain devious?

We dressed, me in my chino shorts and a short-sleeved shirt whilst Sally wore a very short low cut black dress with lace running across her shoulders and she looked lovely. I held the door open for her and inhaled her perfume as we made our way arm-in-arm to the restaurant. As I looked down on her I could see she had no bra on.

We had our meal, again making small talk which was a bore. Whilst she was talking my mind kept drifting and each time I looked at her loveliness I was thinking to myself maybe if I was a bit more of the alpha male I should just pull her back to our cabana and ******* her to have sex with me for once.

My reverie was broken when Sally stood up, “Let’s go for a ******* in the bar before the nightclub.” She didn’t wait for me to answer and set off, her 4 inch high heels clicking across the restaurant. I followed meekly behind aware as we threaded our way through the tables that all the men (and some of their women) were staring at her as she headed towards the door.

We found a booth and sat surveying the room for a while. A waiter attended to us and regularly took our order and fed us drinks. I was feeling quite relaxed and was quite content to continue with ‘people-watching’ but after a few rums Sally got up, “Let’s go, I feel like dancing.”

The nightclub was dark, the music was loud, and crowded. We walked onto the dance floor and straightaway she was getting lots of looks and she knew it. She looked over to a group of black guys sitting at the bar and then back to me. She giggled, “I think I’m being watched.”

I responded, “I’m not surprised, dressed like that.”

We danced; she placed her arms round my neck and leaning forward she kissed me, our lips pressing together. I could feel my cock responding to this attention, I pulled her closer letting her feel the reaction she was having on me.

“Someone’s getting excited,” she said lightly giggling as she pulled away from me. The music stopped and we headed back to our booth. Moments later one of the guys from the bar walked over towards us. I inwardly groaned and thought, “Here we go.”

He stood by our table, he was very tall, very dark skinned and wore shorts and trainers and a vest top showing his tattoo’s down his arms. In a very thick Jamaican voice asked if Sally fancied a dance with him.

Sally eyed him up and down, looked at me asking, “Do you mind darling?”

That was a first, her asking my permission but I knew she wasn’t asking, she was telling me.

He took her small hand in his and led her toward the dance floor. They were quickly swallowed up by the other dancers and I couldn’t see them as they disappeared into the crowd.

I continued drinking as three other songs played wondering where she was. I hadn’t had a glimpse since she disappeared across the dance floor with that big black guy and I still couldn’t see her. The crowd in the middle of the dance floor started cheering. From my seat I couldn’t see what was happening so I moved over to see what the excitement might be.

I passed through the crowd and suddenly, in the centre of the dance floor, there she was, in the arms of this black guy, her back to him, his arms wrapped round her and her rubbing her firm ass against his leg.

I was shocked and my reaction was to go and grab her. I felt an arm on my shoulder and a voice in a strong Jamaican accent in my ear saying, “Don’t even think about it man.”

I looked at him as he stood menacingly over me. As I tried to move away another black face stood the other side of me. Sally looked over and on seeing me with her face full of excitement she let the black guy run his hand over her ass gently squeezing it.

He was now leading her across the dance floor and soon they found a dark corner and started talking. Sally was laughing running her fingers up and down his arm, whatever he was saying he was getting the reaction he was hoping for; this white lady letting him know he had her attention and she was enjoying it.

I tried to walk towards them but the two black guys either side of me just held me back, I looked towards them knowing I couldn’t take them both on, I continued watching as the black guy moved his hand slowly up Sally’s leg.

Sally was looking deeply into his eyes, holding his arm; her legs slightly parting. One of the guys next to me said, “Your lady is going to get some black cock for sure”; the other guy told me, “Look at her she is loving it.” I could only think to myself she sure does.

The guy moved slightly away from Sally and I could see that they were just by the men’s toilet door. He opened the door and glanced inside; moments later he took her hand and although Sally was shaking her head the guy wasn’t taking no for an answer and he pulled her inside the toilet.

The two guys either side of me grabbed my arms leading me towards the toilet telling me, “You’re going to watch your lady taking black cock.” I thought to myself, “not for the first time.”

They opened the door, I couldn’t believe it, the toilet stunk of piss and there was this black guy and Sally arm in arm kissing.

The two guys lead me inside as a third closed the door behind us, they held me against the far wall as Sally let out long lingering sighs into the mouth of the black guy.

He run his hand up her leg her short dress raising upwards revealing her small black see through thong, one of the two guys with me looked saying, “Wow, she is well up for it.”

He had her pressed against the wall, his tongue deep inside her mouth, his hand finding her thong, Sally moaned even louder as he rubbed her pussy hard against her thong.

He gripped her thong and with a hard tug pulled it from her, Sally jumped but the excitement had taken over her as she parted her legs even wider for him.

He then pushed one of his big black fingers into her pussy, easing it back and forth building up speed finger fucking hard, Sally tipped her head back moving her hips moaning, “yes, that’s it, finger fuck me you bastard.”

He obviously enjoyed hearing her say that as ****** his finger even deeper into her. She raised onto tip toes as he was head and shoulders taller that her.

They kissed deeply as his finger thrusted hard back and forth; we could hear her pussy getting wetter as juices started leaking over his finger. He lifted her up with his hands squeezing her firm ass; her ripped thong hanging down between her legs.

Sally wrapped her arms tightly round his neck and he steered her around and placed her on the large ledge making her nearly the same height as him. Her legs parted even more and he pushed his finger back into her pussy. Sally sighed loudly.

The two guys kept telling me things like, “Your lady is going to get a right seeing to here man.”

I said nothing and just watched as the guy pushed a second finger hard into her. Sally just took it, “Yesss, that’s nice ..., harder ... stretch me wider.”

The guy pulled back taking her hand into his helping her down, he laid on her the dirty floor kneeling between her legs, his black hands parting her legs stretching them a far apart as they would go. Sally looked up at him, “That’s good .... Fuck me you bastard.”

He looked down at her smooth shaven pussy and groaned, “Mmm, love white pussy.”

He pulled his shorts down and with no underwear under them, his large black cock sprung free. I could see he was not even hard as did Sally who whispered mockingly, “Oh fuck no, that is far too big for me.”

The black guy moved closer towards her stroking his large cock. Sally watched as it got bigger and thicker in his hand, the tip was touching her pussy, Sally reached out and ineffectively pushed against his legs. He said with a sblackman, “Don’t worry lady, your little white pussy will love it.”

The tip of his cock found its target and Sally looked at him open-mouthed but no sound coming out. The two guys holding me were growling, “Do it, fuck her, she wants it, look at her face.”

They were right for Sally nodded and said, “Yeah, Do it, fuck me, I want you.”

He was just about to impale her with that monstrous black cock when he gave a grimace, “Fuck man, this floor is hurting my knees,” he said to no one in particular and with that he pulled her to her feet and bent her over the wash basin. Sally looked towards me through the mirror, licking her lips as he gripped her waist pulling her back, the tip of his cock parted the lips of her pussy. Sally dropped her head downwards moaning softly, “Fuck me, push that cock into me.” She was now begging for it and he complied by giving her another few inches.

He pushed deeper into her causing Sally to cry out, “Stop, it’s too big, I can’t take anymore.” I thought that maybe she really hadn’t been joking when she had complained earlier!

He responded saying, “Relax bitch, enjoy it.”

Sally gripped the basin her hands going white and groaned, “Oh God, oh no ... uh, push it all in.”

The black guy pushed another two inches into her and she cried, “Oh fuck, I have never been so stretched; it’s hurting me.”

He held still not moving and then, moments later, Sally contradicted herself by pushing back against him, wanting more inside her.

Sally was now pushing hard back and the black guy responded and pushed forward his cock now fully inside her. She let out a loud moan breathing heavily, “Oh god, my cunt has never been opened so wide,” telling us all how deep he was inside her.

He pushed her short dress up over her ass and there, before my gaze, was my wife now fucking yet another black guy but this time in a stinking male toilet. She now let go of any pretence that she was being abused, violated or in any pain as she began to grunt and hiss a stream of obscenity, “Come on ... I’m your slut ... fuck me like the slut I really am ... take me, use me, I’m your whore...” and so it went on; I have never heard her talking like this.

The black guy gripped her waist even tighter, pulling her back onto his cock with hard fast thrusting motions. Through his groaning he told us, “She is so fucking tight. I’m going fuck this married pussy good .... before .... filling her .... with my .... spunk.”

The sound of this got Sally going even more, “Oh yes, fill my pussy with your baby making spunk,” she squealed to the background sound of music so loud that people outside couldn’t hear them screaming as they fucked.

The two guys had me wedged firmly between them but that didn’t prevent them getting their cocks out and to begin stroking themselves as they watched their mate fucking my wife. I was transfixed by the sight of it all and I felt myself getting hard; the first time watching her that this had happened to me and I was unashamedly enjoying seeing her getting fucked.

The guy slammed his cock harder into her, her head almost hitting the mirror as he pounded into her, this guy sure knew how to fuck white girls and knew white girls loved taking black cock. One of the guys next to me said, “Once she tasted black she won’t go back.”

I inwardly smirked and thought if only you knew how many black cocks she has had since being here.

The guy was now thrusting so easy to and from her, as he pulled back we could see her white pussy juices was covering his dark cock, Sally lifted herself on her arms, looking over her shoulder towards him smiled and said, “Give me that cum, fuck me.” She then looked my way, “Oh god Mark, it feels so good, he’s so big.”

The two guys by me sblackmaned, “Told you Man, she would love it.”

They were now stroking their cocks harder, as the black guy fucked Sally, his cock still slamming hard into her, he gripped her pulled her back holding her still, “Oh fuck yes,” he called out.

Sally screamed, “Oh fuck, he’s cumming in me; he’s flooding me .....” and her words trailed off as she squealed out incoherently as she orgasmed on the stiff black rod that was violating her cunt. At the same moment the black guy gave a final thrust and then stood still and I watched his buttocks twitching as he emptied his balls into her.

They seemed like statues for a couple of seconds and then Sally tipped her head back and laughed out loud, “Ohhh, God, he’s filled me with his black cum; he must have knocked me up with that amount,” she told us all with a sblackman as he pulled back his black cock covered with his cum and her pussy juices.

Her violator stepped to one side and one of the guys next to me moved forward and pulled Sally off the counter and ****** her to her knees in front of him. With one hand he grabbed her hair and pulled her toward him and with the other hand wanking his black cock hard and fast said, “Open that mouth Slut.”

She didn’t seem to be the slightest bit intimidated by his aggression and she opened her mouth and slipped her tongue out to lick the tip of his cock. She squeezed his balls, “Come on, cum in my mouth, I dare you.”

He needed no encouragement and rubbing even faster he pulled her forward, “It’s coming Slut.”

Sally squeezed his balls tighter, “Oh fuck here it cums...” and moments later his white sticky cum shot into her mouth. She kept her mouth wide open as shot after shot went into her mouth.

He looked down at the last dribbles saying, “Swallow it.” Sally looked up and closing her mouth obliged. We heard her take a deep swallow and she opened her mouth showing him, showing us, it had all gone, that she had swallowed his load as he had instructed her.

The other guy continued to wank his stiff cock as we stood there looking on. Then with a grunt he began to shoot his cum and was close enough to Sally who was still on her knees for his cum to splatter and string over her head and hair. She felt the warmth and turned to smile her approval. I stood stock still but I was aware that I must have cum in my pants as I felt my spunk began to run and dribble down my leg. God, it was then that I realised how much I had been so turned on by it all.

I stood there limply watching as they all sorted themselves out before they left the toilet. I followed them as they walked back toward the entrance of the disco where, as I stood dutifully to one side, they all took turns to kiss Sally deeply before all thanking her for the live sex show. Whilst they were so occupied I picked up a half-filled glass that was on an adjacent shelf and then made a fuss as I pretended to have had an accident of spilling the contents down the front of my cum-stained shorts. They didn’t give any indication they had seen but at least I now had an excuse as to why my clothes were wet!

We left them and headed back towards our cabana. As we wandered along the path, I summonsed the courage to ask her, “How could you do that after what you had said?”

She replied in an off-hand fashion, “There was something about him, I just couldn’t say no.”

We walked on and she dropped her thong into a rubbish bin saying with a laugh, “Can’t wear these again....”

We entered our cabana, she removed her crumpled dress and held it up to reveal it was well splattered with drying globs of cum. She bundled it up and throwing it into her case said, “... certainly can’t wear this again.”

She glanced at me and my wet shorts and added spitefully, “You look a mess. Pity you only spilt a ******* and not anything else ...” Little did she know.

She lay back on the bed, legs parted, and opening the lips of her pussy looked at me and said, “I think he might be the one who could’ve knocked me up; he filled me with so much cum.” She had a big smile written all over her face.

I didn’t give her the satisfaction of seeing how much her taunts were getting to me but just turned away and got into bed thinking, “I paid for this trip just to watch her fuck any black cock trying to get pregnant; she must really hate me.”

 

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Day 5

I woke up, looked at my wife who within four days had become a black cock slut; I was regretting ever booking this holiday and couldn’t wait to get home.

Sally woke, stretching her soft body looking so sexy as she laid back naked on the bed, I headed towards the shower, I turned the taps but no water came out the shower.

I picked up the phone and called reception who put me through to maintenance. I explained the problem about the shower and was told, “A plumber will be out this morning”.

We changed into our swim wear and sat outside. For a change I had ordered breakfast to be delivered to us this morning so we could just sit here and chat. As we talked I noticed a guy with a bag of tools heading towards us. I did a double take, crap, it was the guy who had fucked Sally in the toilet at the nightclub last night.

He came up onto the deck and with a smirk asked, “Are you the one’s who’ve got problems with your shower?”

Sally just nodded but her eyes told me she recognized him as the guy from the nightclub. He held her gaze, “Hi there beautiful.”

Sally blushed and seemed to turn to jelly.

I led him into our cabana and he made his way towards the bathroom. He began poking about and looking over the pipes and stuff. All a mystery to me so I left him to it and joined Sally outside who was clearly agitated. I looked at her, “He really does something to you doesn’t he?”

Sally looked at me, “Yes he does; he has something I can’t describe.”

The plumber came out and told us he had found the cause of the problem but that he needed another part and would be back later. Sally tried not to look at him as has he walked away but couldn’t help herself as his muscular frame sauntered off and I swear I could hear her panting. I said, “He really has you where he wants you.”

Sally shook her head, “No, he was a one off.” I was neither convinced nor fooled.

We had lunch and through the afternoon had a few drinks, Sally must have had five rums and come late afternoon was decidedly a little tipsy. Her agitation from the morning about the shower had increased and she was getting upset, “I really need a shower and to get myself sorted out for tonight.” she told me.

I replied in what I hoped was a conciliatory tone, “I know, I feel the same.”

We returned to our cabana and I was a little pissed to find the shower still hadn’t been fixed. I called through to reception again and complained.

The sun was just starting to go down, when the plumber reappeared, “Sorry for the delay, we had a rush job,” he explained as he looked at Sally with a smirk on his face. I led him back inside and as he made for the bathroom I returned to go and sit back outside with Sally; it was still very warm.

He reappeared half an hour later and declared, “Job done.”

Sally responded with something like, “Thank goodness,” and got up walked inside heading for the bathroom. He followed her and I could hear a muffled conversation between them that could have been him showing her what had been the problem and how he had fixed it .. or, then again, it could have been about something quite unrelated.

He came back out into the bedroom and I thanked him for sorting it out. I thought that he would take that as a signal to leave but with the sound of Sally enjoying the shower, instead he put down his tool bag and said, “I’ll wait just to make sure everything is ok.” and with that he removed his overalls and sat on the bed.

We heard the shower shut off and straightaway Sally walked out the bathroom with a large bath towel wrapped round her. As she rubbed at her hair with another towel she looked at me and asked, “Has he gone?”

I nodded towards the bed. Sally turned and in a theatrical show of surprise stepped back as she saw him sitting there dressed in just his boxers.

“I waited just to make sure the shower was working ok,” he said as he eyed her up and down. “Well, did it? You are certainly looking good and clean ... and wet.” He held out his hand and beckoned, “...come here.”

She stopped drying her hair and as I saw the glazed expression on her face and I momentarily wondered would she go to him or not. I wasn’t at all surprised when she stepped forward and slowly walked towards him; it was all so contrived and clearly their conversation had been all about this moment.

Sally stood in front of him as he sat on our bed. He held his hand out and she let him take her hand and eased towards him. She looked down at him and as their eyes locked on each other he reached up pulled the towel from her. She stood naked in front of him as he looked her over. I stood there helpless knowing exactly where this was going and how I was going to be humiliated by Sally as she played her part of being a slut wife with her Black lover.

He pulled her closer opening his legs easing her between them, Sally leant down their lips coming together, his big black hands now caressing her firm ass cheeks, she whimpered into his mouth as their kiss before more full.

He lowered her to her knees; she was letting him do whatever he wanted with her, she was like jelly in his arms. With her help he removed his boxers and he sat back naked with his large black cock bent sideways over his leg.

Without a word being spoken, Sally took his cock into hand stroking it. He leaned back more and as Sally held his cock upright stroking it harder we all saw it grow in her hand. Little droplets of pre-cum began to leak from the tip of his cock and dribbled down running over her hand. She leaned forward with her mouth open and continuing to stroke his cock a little harder she flicked her tongue over the tip.

It seemed whatever he was thinking she would then do; it was like she could read his mind. It seemed he had that much control over her and she didn’t even care I was being made to watch her yet again.

Sally lowered her head and slowly took the tip of his cock into her mouth. The bulbous knob popped into her rose-bud mouth but she didn’t hesitate; she just continued lowering her head taking him deeper into her mouth all the while caressing his large hanging balls as she sucked on his cock. He moaned softly, “Good girl.”

The more she sucked the bigger his cock grew; she was now deep-throating him and there was still 3 inches to go. “Keep going, take it all,” he told her. She lowered down even more, gagging, coughing saliva dribbling from her mouth, tears running down her eyes.

Sally pulled back, “I can’t take it all, you’re far too big.”

He stood and looking down at Sally reached down helping her to her feet. He turned her round and eased her onto her knees on the bed. She lowered her head onto the bed. She parted her legs wider and as he moved behind her he held his cock in his hand rubbing the tip over the entrance to her pussy. Sally buried her head into the pillow knowing what was going to happen.

He eased his large thick black cock between the lips of her pussy and after a short pause he moved forward pushing the tip into her. She gasped and cried out, “Oh fuck,” as he pushed deeper into her. He didn’t stop and kept thrusting forward. I watched open-mouthed as his cock slid even deeper into her.

Sally pushed back against him and inch by inch his large thick black cock entered her. She was rocking her head side to side as he now had his cock fully inside her. He held still for a moment then eased back so that about two inches still remained inside her. His exposed cock was slick with her juices.

With another hard thrust he slammed his cock back into her. She screamed out in shock as he started fucking her and, just like he had last night, Sally knelt there taking all he was giving her.

He reached under her taking a breast in each hand squeezing them, his cock pumping back and forth into her pussy; every time he thrusted forward his hips slapped hard against her ass.

He pulled back and without fully pulling out his monstrous cock he eased her up the bed and turned her onto her back. She looked up at him and parted her legs wide for him. As he moved over her, his large dark frame made a complete contrast against her pale body. They kissed, his lips pressed hard on hers and they both totally ignored my presence as I sat there with my cock tenting the front of my shorts.

Slowly he thrusted forward, his large black cock finding its target once more. He was again fully inside her and from where I was seated I could see her pink pussy lips turning white as they were being stretched so wide by this big fat black cock.

Sally lifted her ass slightly off the bed as he eased back and as they continued kissing he thrusted hard back into her she screamed out, “Oh god, you’re going to rip me open,” as he pushed into her. , they were both now bouncing on the back as he thrusted to and from her.

They were fucking so hard, Sally sighing loudly as each thrust forward hit home hard inside her, the plumber was now moaning as he felt her pussy stretching tightly round his cock.

They laid there fucking, kissing holding each other, he pulled back easing her onto him, she moved her legs either side of his body, she reached behind her taking his cock into her hand guiding his cock back into her pussy.

He eased his cock upwards and as she came down on him his hands reached up and began pinching her pink nipples. She groaned in ******* and placing her hands either side of his head she lowered her face and I could see her pushing her tongue into his mouth.

She was now riding him deeply, moaning calling out, “Fuck me, with that big black cock.” He complied and pushed upwards hard and she screamed out, “You bastard, you fucking black bastard.”

The plumber responded and called out, “Fuck my black cock you dirty white married whore.”

They were fucking so hard and calling each other names, insulting each other. I sensed their obscene teasing was being played for my benefit and humiliation but whatever the reason Sally was loving it as much as he was now.

He eased off her and standing up he reached down and pulled her to her feet gently pulling her from the bed. He turned toward me and I didn’t know where to look; at his big stiff black cock pointing straight at me all shiny and dripping with their combined juices; at her who was almost staggering as he pulled her toward me her cunt obscenely stretched open and displaying the wetness inside. I was transfixed and unclear what he intended to do next with her. I was left in no doubt as he led her towards where I was sitting and he pushed her in front of him and placed her hands on the arms of the chair where I was seated. She gripped the arms of the chair and with her face a few inches from mine she looked at me as he positioned himself behind her. He kicked her feet apart and without ceremony pushed his cock back into her. Sally kept her focus on me and as he thrust into her eyes opened wide and she said, “Unghh, Oh God, I’m sorry, but I love ..... need his black cock so much.”

I didn’t believe for one moment that she was the slightest bit sorry as he began thrusting into her. Her head moved forward towards mine as he fully entered her and each thrust made her face come into close proximity to mine as I sat with my own cock straining against the restraint of my shorts. She kept her eyes on me the whole time as he fucked her from behind until the moment when her eyes rolled upwards and she informed me, “Oh god, I’m cumming ... on his .... black cock.” She closed her eyes and began shaking as he held her still gripping her waist tightly as she violently orgasmed leaning over me.

With one final hard thrust forward he grunted and shot his load deeply into her. She opened her eyes and told me how good it felt feeling him filling her pussy with his hot black seed.

He pulled back and sat back upon the bed. Sally stayed where she was holding the arms of the chair and breathing deeply looked down between her spread legs and whispered, “Look what he did.” She then pointedly looked at my tented shorts which now had a wet stain spreading across my front but made no move to touch me as I had hoped. Instead she just stood up, turned around and I looked to see his cum leaking from her pussy and run down her thighs. She smirked at me and turned towards the bathroom. Again I heard the sound of the shower running and it was a few moments later that she reappeared walking out but this time with no towel wrapped round her.

The plumber eyed her naked body up and down, “I say it again, you are one hot lady.”

Sally stood hands on her hips facing him smiling and as he got dressed she told him that she enjoyed the things he said to her.

The plumber picked up his tools and still looking at Sally said, “When you need your plumbing sorted again just call.”

Sally giggled loudly at the innuendo, “I might just do that,” she replied.

He left without even acknowledging my presence. My humiliation was made even worse when Sally commented on how late it had become and that she felt very weary but couldn’t think why! “I really can’t be bothered to go out this evening. In any case it is now too late for us two to do anything else.”

The hidden message to me was, “I’ve had my fun and I’m going to make sure you aren’t going to have any.”

I nodded and picked up the phone and ordered room service knowing it was pointless to argue with her. I silently accepted that Sally would sooner stay in to recover from her excitement rather than tend to any needs I might have.

It was also at that point that the thought occurred to me that this black guy had now fucked my wife to total satisfaction (for her) two times in succession and we didn’t even know his name!

 

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Day 6

The day of our Wedding Anniversary and Sally woke up early and without any consideration poked me in my back and said, “Mark, wake up we have a trip booked for today. We need to get away from here, even for a short time.”

This was the first I knew of it; Sally had ordered and arranged all this without having had any discussion with me. I knew better than to make any protest so we sorted ourselves out and got our things together before heading off for a quick bite of breakfast.

I prodded and poked my way through a bowl of cereal feeling very despondent about the way she was treating me but she was oblivious to my demeanour and once she had finished eating she stood up. “Come on, we’ll be late,” she said and without waiting for me to respond she set off towards reception.

I dutifully followed and as we sat there I asked, “Where are we going?”

Sally looked at me, “I’ve heard about this other beach. If we fancy it we can go naked.”

“What! You must be joking.”

“No, it’s not a joke and anyway I said, only if we wish too,” came her reply.

A taxi arrived outside and the driver called out our names; not surprisingly he was a well-built black man and I didn’t miss the soft purr Sally made as she we stood up and followed him towards the taxi where he held open her door. Sally’s wrap “conveniently” got snagged as she slid into the back seat and she gave him a blatant displayed of her bikini covered crutch. I saw them exchange smiles as I made my way to the other side of the car and got in.

The journey wasn’t very long and the whole time the driver was giving little attention to the road ahead but seemed to be constantly looking in his rear-view mirror which he had repositioned to focus on her pussy. Sally was looking out of the window but was well aware of his interest and she accommodated him by spreading her legs and making a play of smoothing the folds of her bikini bottoms with her hand. Thankfully there was little traffic on our route but even so there was a couple of occasions when the car lurched suddenly as our fixated driver realised we were about to have an accident.

We were soon on the Northern shore of the island which had the reputation of secluded beaches. The driver held open the door as she got out and they exchanged winks. I was both disgusted and dismayed at her behaviour but hopefully hid my emotions from them as we listened to his directions to find the path leading toward the sea. He wished us to have a nice day and told us he would be back to collect us later that afternoon, around 4.30pm.

I picked up our beach bag from and followed Sally as she set off down the path; the sand was so soft, it felt like cotton wool under foot.

We soon reached the beach and as we walked along the water’s edge we delighted in the warm sea lapping up round our feet. Sally reached out and took my hand. I was a little taken aback at this sign of intimacy and felt maybe that, after all, we might actually be a normal couple.

We walked further down the beach and until we found ourselves on a very secluded stretch albeit just off the beach nestled between dunes was a small bar. She smiled at my suggestion that we had found the perfect spot.

I laid out our towels and she removed the thin white wrap that was covering her. She sat on her towel and spent a few minutes looking round to take in the beautiful scenery, the white sand, the blue sea and an almost cloudless blue sky above.

She gave a sigh of satisfaction and eased herself down to lie on her back. I delighted in the sight of her as I lay down beside her looking at her in a small pink bikini, the top barely covering her firm breasts, the bottom only just covering her pussy and firm sexy ass.

Sally turned her head and looked at me with those beautiful eyes and asked, “Do you mind if I went topless?”

Given her conduct over the past few days I wasn’t sure why she was bothering to ask for my permission but answered, “No, why should I mind?”

She sat up and asked me to unclip her top. Wow, this was a first; I couldn’t remember the last time she asked me to do that.

I unclipped the clasp and the top slid off her. She tucked it into the beach bag and then lay back down to give me a delightful show of her full, firm tits; her nipples so pink and slightly hard, I just wanted to lean over and suck them but decided best not to, just looking at her bare breasts was so lovely.

Sally eyes were lightly closed has she parted her legs a little making her bikini bottoms stretch against her pussy, I could see the outline of her sweet lips pressing hard against them.

The beach wasn’t totally deserted and every now and again someone would walk passed us. Sally didn’t seem to mind at all that she was on show, in fact, I think she was enjoying being looked at as she lay topless with her legs slightly parted. Then again, given that so far on this holiday quite a few guys had got to see her naked, touch her and fuck her why should she mind?

I got up asking, “Fancy a *******?”

Sally covered her eyes from the bright sunlight and nodded, “Yes please.”

I headed off towards the small beach bar and looking round realised we were not quite as isolated as I had first thought. There seemed to be so many couples lying about in the dunes completely nude not caring about anyone walking passed looking at their naked bodies. They were all shapes and sizes, some were very pretty some were ugly but they were happy in themselves and that is what mattered to them.

I got two beers and started heading back. Close by was a lovely lady whom I guessed from the wedding band on her finger was married. Her tits were larger than Sally’s but, like Sally, she had a smooth shaven pussy with lovely full pink lips that looked so lickable and very fuckable. Laying alongside her was her partner and she had her hand resting against a very obvious erection. I looked further around and it seemed that in every depression in the dunes were other couples being equally blatant as they lay stretched out in the sunshine and not giving a damn who might be observing their nakedness. “My God, what a place we’ve come to,” I thought as I felt my cock swelling.

As I got closer to Sally I noticed an old guy standing by the rocks stroking his cock looking at Sally as she laid there. There were a couple of others who had also stopped by but I couldn’t see if they were giving themselves the same attention. I passed her ******* to her telling her, “You’re being watched by some old bloke.”

“I know I saw him about 5 minutes ago,” she laughed as she sipped her *******.

I glanced over and obviously my return made no difference for he was still looking at her and stroking his erection. He must have been in his sixties at least, balding head, grey hair covering his chest. Sally didn’t seem to mind at all having him looking at her.

She eased round a little more to face him, laying back her legs parted even wider; the old guy couldn’t take his eyes off her. Sally tipped her head sideways and whispered, “I’m going to really tease him,”

She stood up and making out she couldn’t see him eased her bikini bottoms down so slowly wiggling her firm ass free before stepping out of them. She bent over placing them into the beach bag letting him see her ass asking, “Is he still watching?”

“He sure is,” I told her. She eased back down onto her towel turning a little more toward him so her smooth shaven pussy was on full view to him.

Sally run her hand down over her tummy, I flicked my eyes over towards him watching him as she run her finger between the lips of her smooth pussy, the old guy was now stroking his cock, pulling the foreskin right back.

He slowly moved a little closer for a better view, I told Sally this as she slipped a finger inside her pussy easing it slowly back and forth. “Ahhhh, I’m enjoying this Mark.”

I replied, “So is he.”

He edged even closer with his cock fully erect; a cock of a size a 20 year old would have been proud to have, I thought to myself.

Sally arched her back her finger moving a little faster inside herself, she was now really turning herself on as much as she was turning him on.

The old guy dropped to his knees, watching her as he edged even closer. I whispered, “He’s really close now.”

She eased her finger from her pussy and with her legs stretched wide apart let him have a really good view of her pussy and breasts.

He was now only a few feet for us, still stroking his cock but very slowly, Sally lay back tipping her head sideways, she looked at him and raised a finger calling him over. He moved closer now to stand over her. She looked up at him, “Like what you see do you?”

He made a sound that was somewhere between a grunt and a moan, “Uh huh, Mmmm,” as he continued to stroke his impressive looking penis.

She smiled and said, “I’ll take that as a ‘Yes’ .... so why are you looking so sad?”

He told her his wife died 2 years ago and that hers was the first female nude body he had seen since before then.

Sally gave a sympathetic frown and then smiled and held out her hand pulling him down onto the space on her towel, “Oh sweetie, kneel down. Would you like to touch me?”

He sank to his knees and nodded and moved his hand onto her breast lightly squeezing her.

She placed her hand over his and slowly eased it down over her tummy until his hand touched her smooth pussy. “Does that feel nice?” she asked; again he nodded.

He moved to kneel between her legs and his hands were soon running up her thighs. Sally looked into his eyes, “It’s OK, you can touch me if you want.”

His finger moved along the lips of her pussy and sensing no resistance from her he slipped it gently into her. He eased his finger back and forth slowly and leant down and began to kiss her inner thigh.

Sally looked at me, “Oh Mark, he feels so good,” as the old guy parted the lips of her pussy running his tongue along them to find her clitoris; he flicked his tongue over it, hard.

Sally pushed her hips upwards as his tongue darted to and fro, she murmured, “Mmmm, feels so good, don’t stop, my pussy is tingling, I love it.” He pushed his tongue even deeper into her licking the juices running freely from her.

Her legs started shaking as she arched her back her breast being pushed upwards her pink nipples so hard sticking up like little bullets. He moved up kissing her tummy, his hands reached up his fingers pinching her nipples pulling them gently as he moved up a little more; he leant down and licked a nipple as his finger eased back and forth into her pussy once more.

Sally looked at him as she eased her hips upwards letting him push his finger deeper into her. She held his head and smoothed his grey hair and whispered, “Oh fuck, yes, Daddy. Oh fuck ...”’ as she reached down taking his cock into her hand. She stroked it gently, “Oh my, Daddy, you are so hard. Fancy pushing this hard cock into me?” she went on.

He moved fully over her and with the tip of his cock finding the entrance to her pussy, he eased forward. Sally lifted herself a little as his cock slipped into her, “God you are so hard, fuck me Daddy.” ‘Daddy’ pushed deeper into her and started fucking her.

Sally wrapped her arms round his neck and pulled him down to kiss him. With their mouths latched together his cock started thrusting back and forth. She rocked her hips and he reached down and holding her ass squeezed the cheeks as his cock started pounding into her.

“Oh god Mark, for an old guy he sure knows how to fuck and please a woman,” she gasped. I was transfixed at the sight of my wife now being fucked by a guy old enough to be her dad and she was enjoying it. Not only enjoying it but playing out a fantasy of being fucked by her *******. What else was there for me to discover about my wife?

“Oh fuck, don’t stop Daddy, I’m cumming ... fuck me Daddy ... fuck me Daddy...” she cried out as, the old guy was hitting home deep into her. I could hear her juices squishing as his cock went into her; I could hear their hips slapping together as they now rhythmically fucked each other.

He slowed down his thrusting into her and she pushed her fingers down into the sand. He groaned, “I’m going to cum.”

She rocked her hips faster and encouraged him, “Fuck me .... cum in me Daddy, fill my pussy Daddy ....”, she went on.

He gave one last really hard thrust into her, “Yesssss, I’m cumming ....”’ he whispered and I watched his buttocks clench as he was obviously shooting his load into her welcoming cunt.

Sally squealed as she felt him spurt into her. She held him for a moment and then opening her eyes tipped her head sideways and looking at me said, “Happy anniversary Mark, hope you liked your present.”

Bitch!

The old guy moved off her and collapsed on to the towel. They both turned to face each other and Sally eased a leg over his waist as he moved his hand down lightly caressing her firm ass.

They looked deeply into each other’s eyes, their lips coming closer together and they kissed so tenderly. They unlocked their lips, the old guy told her, “Calling me Daddy really turned me on.”

Sally replied, “Me too.”

They both sat up, I could see little dribbles of cum leaking from the tip of his now limp cock, I looked at Sally, the old guy’s cum slowly leaking from her pussy running down between the crease of her ass cheeks. So could the other spectators who were standing up by the rocks.

Sally laid back not showing any sign of embarrassment at being naked with this old stranger sitting next to her (or that she had had an audience for her performance!). They talked seemingly not even noticing I was sitting there with my erect cock straining inside my swimming costume.

Sally moved closer to him and he lifted up to lean back on his elbows. She placed her head on his lap and made herself comfortable so she could look up at him as they talked. “I’m Sally,”’ she told him with mock formality.

“I’m Harry,” he replied.

Sally looked in my direction, “That’s Mark, my husband.”

Harry asked, “Did you mind what me and your wife just did?”

I shook my head, and whispered without conviction, “No.”

He turned to Sally looking quizzical. She smiled up at him and said, “Mark’s been a bad boy and he knows that if I am ever to forgive him that he has to let me do what I want to do. Anyway, he likes to watch me enjoy myself.”

All that was news to me but I didn’t like to contradict what she had said for in my head I knew she had basically articulated the reality of our situation. Anyway, the cum stain spreading across my costume would have given a lie to any protest I made.

Harry sensing that she was very open-minded asked, “Have you tried any black cock since you have been here?”

Sally looked up at him, “Oh yes.”

Harry smiled as she recounted some of her encounters. I sat there seething.

We laid there soaking up the sun for over an hour since they had sex here on the beach. Sue said that we needed another ******* which I took to be an order rather than a request so I got to my feet and went back up to the bar. I really didn’t mind for it gave me an opportunity to take in the ‘scenery’.

I returned with our drinks and was not surprised to find Harry running his fingertips down over Sally’s tummy. She lay back parting her legs and he moved his finger slowly up and down between the lips of her pussy. Once again she was oblivious to my presence which was no surprise given her eyes were shut as she murmured, “Oh Daddy yes.”

He moved his hand to finger her once more, teasing her clitoris, rolling it round then up and down. She responded by humping her hips and as he leant down kissing her, his finger slipped back and forth into her cum filled pussy.

“Oh yes Daddy, you’re making me cum .... I’m cumming.”

He smiled, “Good; be a good girl for Daddy.”

She began shaking and breathing heavily as her orgasm overcame her. He wriggled his finger inside her before taking it out and putting it to his lips, licked it clean.

He stood up and Sally came out of her post-orgasmic trance and with a start looked at her watch. “Oh my, look at the time. We need to get a move on.” Time had indeed passed by quickly and we had to get ready to meet our taxi.

Sally jumped up and kissed Harry saying, “Thank you so much Daddy, I have loved the afternoon here with you.”

“Me too,” he replied with his semi-hard cock dripping pre-cum from the shiny head. She smiled as she caught sight of him and gave his cock a little pat.

“We must do this again sometime,” she said over her shoulder as we headed up towards the top of the beach where our taxi driver was waiting for us. She looked at me, “We must come back here again before we go home.”

All the way back to our resort and once again the taxi driver couldn’t take his eyes of Sally as he looked in his rear view mirror. Sally noticed and teased him parting her legs a little so he could see the small thin bikini bottoms pressing against her pussy.

She ran her hand down between her legs stroking herself against them. It wasn’t long before a big damp patch appeared as she started to softly moan. It didn’t miss the driver’s attention, “That’s one hot lady you have there.”

I smiled replying, “You bet.” As he drove away I had a feeling that it wasn’t going to be the last I would see of him.

We got into our cabana and Sally removed her bikini looking into the bottoms, “Blimey Mark, that old guy shot so much cum into me, look.” She held up the bottoms for me to see the gusset covered with his white sticky cum.

We got ready for a night out to celebrate our wedding anniversary knowing that she would be celebrating in her own fashion and that this would be another night I wouldn’t be inside her either.

 

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Day 7

I sat out on our patio awaiting my wife’s appearance; she had already told me she was going to sleep in and not to disturb her. I knew better than to argue, that to point out we would be missing a beautiful day for she had become so dominant and, almost aggressive, whenever I challenged her these days. Better that I continued to act the submissive was my thinking.

Mid-morning and Sally eventually appeared at the door. I eyed her up and down as she stood there in yet another new swimsuit looking as sexy as ever. This one was a dark blue bikini and, like the others she had worn, it didn’t cover much.

“Well, you look Slutty again today,” I told her.

She just laughed replying, “Well it’s not for your benefit, but I guess by now you know that.” Her words cutting so deep into me, hurting me and she knew it. “Come on; let’s go down to the beach.”

She lay on her sun lounger and looking up and down the beach said, “Seems quiet here today.”

“I think people have gone out for the day. I saw lots heading up to reception just before you came out,” I told her.

Wesley the barman came over, “Not going out today?” he asked.

“No, we were out all day yesterday,” she told him.

“*******?”

“Yes please, something long and cool,” she replied.

He took our order and went back to the bar. Sally whispered, “As the beach as so empty I think I’ll go topless.” With that she unclipped her bikini top, placed it beside the sun lounger and laid back stretched her arms over her head, her pink nipples sticking upwards already hard.

Wesley reappeared, his eyes fixed on Sally’s breast, “Mmm nice.”

Sally smiled, “Nothing you haven’t already seen.” If he hadn’t been so dark skinned I’m sure we would have seen him blushing as he walked away, it was hard to tell.

“You fucking prick teaser,” I said looking at her lying there topless.

Sally giggled replying, “I’m getting so good at teasing these guys.”

I nodded, thinking, “I guess you are, you slut.”

“Did you enjoy that wrinkly cock yesterday?” I asked.

“Well I cum on it so guess I did,” was her curt reply, “might even go back before we go home to see if Harry is there.”

“Why did you call him Daddy?” I asked.

“I knew it would turn him on; it sure turned me on,”

“But he was so old,” I continued.

“Maybe but he sure knew how to please and satisfy me sexually...” she said forcefully, “.... more than you ever did.” That really hurt.

One of the waiters came over and gave Sally a leaflet. She looked at it and said, “Oh wow, there’s going to be a beach party tonight and it’s fancy dress.”

If it’s one thing I hate it’s fancy dress. “Where are we going to get something to wear?” I asked hoping that this might be an excuse not to participate.

“It says costumes are at reception,” she replied.

Damn, that’s that then.

She stood up and put her bikini top back on and we headed up to reception to see row after row of costumes. We (or rather, she) picked out 3 for each of us we headed to the changing rooms. I came out wearing a pirate’s outfit but wasn’t convinced I looked the part. As I contemplated my sorry-looking appearance the curtain parted to the other changing room and I looked up in disbelief as Sally emerged wearing a “school girl” outfit.

I looked at her, micro mini-skirt; white blouse opened but tied just under her breasts, black tie and white knee high socks. She gave a twirl in front of the full-length mirror and laughed saying, “I love it.” She glanced at me and said, “That’ll do for you. Let’s give these other costumes back.” I dutifully complied.

We took our outfits back to our cabana and returned to the beach where we laid back on our sun loungers. Wesley wandered up to take our ******* order and asked if we had found anything to wear. Sally smiled saying, “Oh yes,” before ordering two beers.

After another day sitting in the sun and drinking we headed back to get changed for dinner. Dinner itself was nothing special which she didn’t really comment upon given her mind was elsewhere. As we walked back to our cabana Sally was laughing, “I can’t wait to change into my outfit.”

I looked at her replying, “I bet you can’t.”’.

We got back and started changing. Sally poured two rums and after passing one to me she removed the dress she had worn for dinner. She removed her underwear and as she bent over her underwear drawer I delighted in seeing her tits hanging down and gently swaying as she pulled out a collection of skimpy garments. She held up a tiny black thong, “This will do nicely,” she said to nobody but herself.

After changing she stood in front of the mirror and began to apply her make-up, bright red lipstick, black eyeliner and mascara on her eyelashes that made them look even longer and lusher than usual. I looked at her thinking she looks so fucking slutty; some lucky bastard will be having her later.

Her micro mini skirt only just covered her ass, the thong slipped up between her ass cheeks and as she moved I could see her bare ass cheeks. She turned toward me, “How do I look?”

“Just like a Tart, Damn sexy,” I replied.

“Good, that was the plan,” she said with a smirk.

We headed down the beach towards the party and as we made our way along the path she was sure getting some looks. We found a table and as we sat down a waiter was there taking our drinks order. Sally sat there looking round as the music played her legs crossed her micro mini skirt raised up over her thighs.

We sat drinking our drinks and looking around Sally spotted Leon with, she presumed, another staff member of the hotel social activities team standing by the edge of the party area. The pair of them was eyeing Sally up and down and from the way they were laughing coupled with the nudges Leon was giving him; I was thinking he was saying, “I’ve had her.”

Sally glanced over and smiled at them. I thought to distract her and asked if she wanted to dance. She didn’t even look at me and said, “Not right now Mark.”

Clearly being looked at was more important and enjoyable to her than giving me any attention. She turned on her seat a little letting them see her tiny black thong as she uncrossed then crossed her legs once more.

I could see she was playing a game with them and they couldn’t take their eyes off her as they joined in. Suddenly another member of the team was standing over us (I hadn’t seen him before either). He lent down and asked Sally for a dance. She looked up into his dark brown eyes and nodded as she held out her hand. Without a glance at me they were gone leaving me to sip my ******* and to watch them on the dance floor.

They were dancing and laughing. Whatever he was saying to her as he whispered into her ear she seemed to like and soon he was gently easing her closer to him so their bodies were moulded together. They were looking deeply into each other’s eyes and I recognised the look on her face that said, “I’ve caught you.” I had seen this look a few times since being here and guessed she had now caught her prey.

The music ended and he led Sally back to our table. She picked up her ******* and gave me a smirk. “You looked like you were enjoying that,” I told her.

“Oh shut up Mark, it’s his job,” came her reply.

I ******* my ******* and sitting there in silence I looked round at other couples who seemed to enjoying being together. “Shame we couldn’t be like that,” I thought.

The DJ call out telling everyone to ‘form a circle’. Sally grabbed my hand and we joined guests, the social team, waiters and goodness knows who else on the floor to form a crowd. As we got milled around and got ourselves organised into the circle I found that Sally had managed to get herself next to the bloke who had danced with her moments ago. The music started up and there he was as we danced turning round in circles running his hands over her ass. Sally just kept dancing and giggling at him as she spun round.

I was obviously of no interest to her so I left the dancers and sat down and ordered some drinks and waited for Sally to join me. She looked over towards me when the music ended but didn’t make any attempt to leave the floor but just stood there holding her new partner’s hand. Suddenly the music started up once more and, they were off, bumping and grinding against each other in time to the beat. She either didn’t notice or didn’t care that she was being looked by the staff and the waiters.

As she twirled around her micro mini skirt was lifted up towards her waist letting them see her bare ass cheeks and her small black thong. Her rolled up blouse concealed little and her nipples looked hard as they pressed against the thin material. She was slowly swaying her hips from side to side and it was clear they were all getting quite a show.

So I sat for the majority of the evening. From time to time Sally would return to the table her face flushed from all the exertion and excitement and would grab a *******. She really didn’t have too much to say to me before she would return to the floor where I watched her continue with her “performance” much to the delight of her audience.

It was late when the call came for the last dance of the night. I just sat there drinking a rum on the rocks and I looked at the crowd, all jumping around laughing, whilst the best I could do was to try and keep my eyes focussed. It took me a little while to realise that Sally was missing. I stood up on unsteady feet trying to look through the crowd but still couldn’t see her.

I walked round trying to find her as I got increasingly worried as to where she could be. I walked round the beach party area and then up towards the bar but still couldn’t see her. Leon noticed me and I asked, “Have you seen Sally?”

He shook his head, “No, not seen her for a while now.”

Not really sure what to do I decided to walk down the beach away from the crowd. It was after a few moments I spotted her laying on the sand with her new “friend”, the social guy, kneeling between her legs.

I moved a little closer, keeping very quiet, and I heard her calling out, “That’s it, right there.”

I held my breath as I watched him move his hands down to lift her bodily higher so that he could push his tongue into her. Sally reached down holding his head, “Oh my god, I’m going to cum, keep going,” she said as she breathed deeply. She began shaking, “Oh wow, I’m cumming; lick me; ******* my juices.”

He ignored her orders and instead moved up over her. They wrapped their arms round each other and kissed so full of passion. He moved a little bit closer and to her obvious surprise thrust his rigid black cock into her gaping pussy fully entering her. She screamed out, “Aahhhhhhh, oh fuck yes.”

He didn’t pause at all but started thrusting hard into her. At every push her body moved upwards over the sand as he slammed into her. At each thrust she called out, “Fuck me, fuck me; give me that black cock.”

He eased back from her and I heard him say, “Turn over,” and with his black hands on her waist he helped turn her onto her front. Still gripping her waist he eased her ass up towards the level of his cock, her breast and head on the sand.

“Oh yes, that’s it, push it back in,” she cried as her hand moved down under her to begin moving back and forth. I guessed she was now playing with her clitoris as he thrusted into her from behind, “That’s it, just there, you’re so deep,” she gasped.

He pulled her back hard onto his cock every time he thrusted powerfully into her. “Oh god yes, you’re so hard, fuck my pussy, fuck me harder ...” she groaned her body trembling as she told him, “... I’m cumming on your black cock.”

He disappointed her again and pulled out before she could cum and, instead, pulled back turning her back onto her back. He moved back over her and she gripped his shoulders as his cock went deeply back inside her so he was now fucking her missionary style with such hard powerful thrusts. Sally lifted her legs either side of his waist letting him go even deeper into her.

He gripped her legs holding them higher as he knelt between her legs. She looked up at him, “Go on you Black Bastard, do it, cum in me, flood my married pussy.” Her dirty talk had the right effect for he seemed to start thrusting as hard and fast as he could. “Fuck me, fuck me...” she continued calling out, he couldn’t last much longer I thought.

Sally lifted her head and placed her hands round his neck to pull his head down, their lips came together and they kissed with such passion, “Mmmmm,” Sally moaned into his mouth.

The guy slowed down and easing his cock back for the last time he then thrusted hard back deeply into her then held still. She gasped, “That’s it, cum in me,” and she laid there under him, kissing their tongues deep in each other’s mouth as he unloaded inside her.

They laid there for ages holding each other and kissing whilst he was very slowly easing his cock back and forth. Sally moved her hips just as slowly meeting him in the same rhythm.

Unspoken, their horizontal dance ended and their bodies parted. He stood and carefully pulled up his trousers over his semi-hard and dripping cock. Sally got to her feet and pulled her small black thong up over her hips and smoothed her mini-skirt and they both took time to dust themselves off from the sand that was covering their bodies. Before I could be noticed I headed back up the beach and sat back at our table pretending to look round as I saw them walking back up the beach.

They parted and the black guy walked over toward the bar; Sally walked over to me, “Hi Mark, enjoying the party?”

I looked at her, “Yeah, it’s been fun; where have you been?”

“Oh Freddie wanted to show me something down the far end of the beach,” she told me as she looked over in his direction

“Oh, it’s Freddie now, is it?” I said hoping she might catch the disdain in my tone. She didn’t show that she had.

I looked over to see Freddie and Leon chatting, they were both laughing as Freddie pointed down the beach. I didn’t have to wonder what the topic of conversation was about.

People were now starting to leave the beach party. I looked at Sally and said, “shall we head off’?”

She nodded and as we walked away I saw her look over towards Freddie and Leon. She smiled and gave a little wave; they smiled back to her.

Once inside our cabana I asked her outright, “Did he fuck you?”

Sally looked at me then looked away, “Yes Mark he did, I wanted it, I wanted him.”

“Sally how many black guys have you now fucked since being here?”

She looked at me and shrugged her shoulders, “I don’t know, who’s counting? I just love being a slut for once and, anyway, you’ve got no room to talk.”

I knew there was no point in arguing so I got undressed before sitting on the bed looking at her, “Is this what you want, being the slut all these guys talk about?”

Sally turned replying, “You know what, yes it is what I want. It’s exciting to have them all lusting after me; wanting me and, if they talk me into it, fucking me.”

I had nothing to say so I got into bed and flicked my bedside light off. As I turned over, I heard Sally go into the bathroom to take a shower. She came back humming to herself whilst she dried off before getting into bed. The room was plunged into darkness when she flicked her bedside light off.

“Night, night Mark, sweet dreams,” was the last thing I remembered her saying.

 

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Day 8

I awoke and returned to thinking about my wife the virgin who I had married and was now the biggest slut in the resort. As each day passed the more I regretted having arranged this holiday; a holiday that was supposed to be a dream reconciliation between us but had instead turned into a complete nightmare for me.

I sat outside on the big sun lounger and looked out to sea and contemplated what another hot and humid day would bring. My thoughts didn’t go much further than guessing there would be more drinking with Sally acting the slut for any black guy who passed by.

Some 20 minutes later Sally stood at the door wearing as she has every morning so far, another new swim suit. This one was a small black bikini with the top half cups pushing her breasts upwards and the bottoms so tiny that they could only be described as a small little piece of black material covering her pussy with two black ribbons tied at the waist. She put her hands on her hios and adopted a pose, “How do I look?”

“Like a lady looking for some cock, any cock,” I replied. As always she just laughed at me in response.

She looked at me, “Can we go back to the nudist beach today Mark?”

She wasn’t really asking me, she was telling me, as normal. I just nodded, “If you want too.” What was the point in me saying anything else?

We got our things together and headed off up to reception to order a taxi. As we waited there was silence between us; we clearly had nothing to say to each other and the silence was killing was killing me.

I saw the taxi arrive outside as did the reception staff. Our names were called telling us our taxi was here and as we got near I saw it was the same driver as the other day. He smiled as he saw Sally heading his way and opened the car door letting her get in. As she slid in the backseat he looked down at her legs smiling to himself before closing the door.

He started the engine and asked, “Same beach as last time?”

Sally giggled replying, “You got it,” and as we set off just as the last time he adjusted his mirror so he could focus on Sally. She saw what he was doing so she played her part and sat back with her legs slightly parted so she could tease him.

He began making small talk and told us, “My name is Jamal.”

I looked at Sally as she told him our names followed by, “Nice to meet you again.” He drove a little slower this time, his eyes kept flicking from the road to Sally.

We arrived at the beach and Jamal jumped out helping Sally out of the taxi all the while his eyes fixed on her tanned legs. “See you around 4pm?” he asked

“Sounds good to me,” replied Sally giving him a wave as we headed off walking along the beach back to where we sat before. I guessed she was looking for that old bloke again.

We laid out our towels and all the while Sally kept looking round. I laid down as Sally rested back on her elbows, “*******, he’s not here today,” she said under her breath but just loud enough for me to hear.

She sighed, “Oh well,” and then got up, unclipped her bikini top and placed it into the beach bag and then she sat back down. The sun was already high in the sky and I was pleased I had covered us with sun screen before we left the cabana as all the signs said it was going to be a very hot day and I didn’t want sunburn to be added to list of misery.

As on our previous visit there were a few people around and some were doing that walking-along-the-water-edge-thing. I noticed a guy with a pot belly, trimmed beard with a very hairy back and chest who kept walking up and down all the while looking at Sally as she lay there with her pert tits on clear display. (I wasn’t sure but he looked an awful lot like one of the guys who had been standing by the rocks masturbating while watching Sally as she fucked with Harry the other day; Interesting.) Whoever he was I wanted to see what he would do if I wasn’t around so I offered to get some drinks. “That would be nice; thank you Mark,” Sally replied.

I headed off wondering if he would try and make his move on her once I was out of sight. I kept looking back as I made my way to the beach bar and with my attention elsewhere it was with a shock that I bumped into someone as I neared the bar. It was the same beautiful lady who was here when we were here previously. I made my apologies and she just smiled.

I smiled back to her, asking, “How’s your holiday going?”

“Just fine thank you,” came her reply. I temporarily forgot why I had come up off the beach as we stopped and we began to talk, my eyes flicking up and down her sexy body.

I was reminded when her husband appeared coming back from the bar with drinks. He saw me and said, “Hi man, like what you see?”

I smiled, “Yes,” adding, “You’ve just reminded me why I’m here” gesturing toward the drinks in his hand. We shared a laugh and I continued on my way to the bar.

Mission accomplished, I headed back towards Sally. As I passed the beautiful lady she smiled again to me and I winked back to her and continued walking down the beach.

I passed Sally her ******* and looking around saw the guy with the beer belly standing not far from us with hands on his hips looking out towards the sea. Sally sipped her *******, “That guy keeps walking up and down looking towards me.”

I laughed, “I guess he wants and has designs on you.”

“Well he can carrying on wanting. He reminds me of my Uncle Bert; lecherous old man he was,” she replied. Wow, Sally turning a guy down for the first time since being here.

Sally stood up, “Time to lose these bottoms...”’ she said, “ ... and you too!” I shucked off my shorts and then watched as she slowly untied the ribbons and let the scrap of material slip down over her hips to fall down round her feet. She stepped out of them and put them into the beach bag and lingered bending over the bag whilst her tits hung down and her legs were slightly parted.

She stood up hands on her hips and looked up and down the beach. The potbellied bloke turned seeing her standing there, his eyes moving slowly up and down her body. I had the impression that she had just provided what he had been waiting for; her to remove her bikini bottoms.

He walked up towards us as Sally lay down on her towel; she pretended not to notice him as he stopped just yards from us hungrily eyeing her naked body up and down. His cock hung down between his legs and was covered with pubic hair. It wasn’t that big but looked to be fat and had a big girth. As he stood there I swear I could I could see it begin to stiffen. He noticed me looking and made a play of something in the distance catching his attention and so he resumed his walk making sure his path went by us.

Sally laughed, “Oh my God I wouldn’t be able to breathe if he laid on me. Look at that belly hanging over, I bet he hasn’t seen his cock in a long while.”

“I’ll take that as you don’t want him to try then,” I retorted.

“Well, if that’s all on offer today....” she stopped short of telling me yes I guessed.

Sally moved to her elbow turning on her side looked at me, “You know, it might be fun trying with him,” she said with a giggle.

“What!” I gasped.

“Why not?” she continued, “it would be a different type of guy to try; not like the normal ones I’ve had since being here,” giggling all the time as she spoke.

He was now some twenty feet away down the shore but as if on cue he turned and slowly headed back towards us. Sally spotted him and as he got nearer she stood up, smiled to him and said, “Come here often?”

The guy looked at her, lost for words, but his eyes moved over her body saying volumes. Sally moved closer towards him, their eyes now fixed on each other.

Sally asked him outright, “How old are you?”

He stammered, “58.”

“So you like younger women then do you?” she continued.

He smiled at her and bounced back to her, “Do you like older bigger guys then?”

She blushed, “I’m not sure; never been with a guy like you before.”

He took that as an invitation and made the first move and came over a laid on her towel looking up at her. She smiled at his blatant behaviour but not to be outdone she moved forward and placed her feet either side of his body. He looked up at her smooth shaven pussy and began tracing his fingers up and down her lower legs.

Sally looked down at him and he smiled and reaching up took her hands in his and gently pulled her down over him. She sank to her knees and he was perfectly positioned to start licking her smooth cleft and lips. As he licked she rocked her hips rubbing her pussy harder over his mouth. Once they had got into some kind of rhythm she moved her hands up to cup a breast in each and began to pinch and stretch her nipples. She tilted her head back and closed her eyes. I watched the guy move his hands to grip her firm ass and pull her even closer to his mouth and busy tongue, “Oh yes, right there, probe into me,” she gasped.

The guy sucked on her clitoris as he parted the cheeks of her ass wider and Sally rocked harder over his mouth, “That’s it, eat my pussy,” she demanded.

I watched as she moved round so that they were in a 69 position. She pushed her pussy over his mouth once more and reached out to stroke. It instantly came to life, growing larger in her small hand. Sally lowered her head and pulled the foreskin back to expose a large purple head. She didn’t hesitate and took him into her mouth. I swear I heard her giggled as his pubic hair tickled her face but it didn’t prevent her from taking him deeper and to suck him harder.

The guy slapped her ass making her jump, “Ouch.”

“Suck my cock harder and deeper bitch,” he ordered. I was nervous at how this thing was shaping up but Sally had no such concerns and she sucked him deeper slurping as she did.

He moved her round once more this time placing her between his legs. She bent down to continue sucking him her head bobbing up and down, her soft hands caressing his balls. He rocked his hips as he started fucking her mouth a little harder.

Sally coughed and started gagging as his cock grew even larger in her mouth, “That’s it, suck my cock slut.” He was now talking to her like the slut he recognised her to be and was acting his part for her.

The guy looked so big compared to Sally’s small slim body as he pulled Sally up over him. His hands caressed her ass and I could see the red hand print on her cheek where he had slapped her. He turned and Sally slipped off his fat belly and almost fell onto the sand to end up on her back. He reached over and parted her legs with his chubby hands and soon his fingers found her pussy.

He fingered her gently, his fingers easing back and forth as he lent down to suck hard on her pink nipple; he rolled her clitoris hard as he tipped her head sideways kissing her neck lightly.

Sally sighed loudly lifting her ass off the towel as his fingers moved faster over her clitoris and then between along the lips of her pussy. She looked at him as he pushed his finger deeply into her and moaned out, “Oh yes ... feels so good .... Finger fuck me harder...” He obliged and pushed his finger fully into her, holding it still before easing it back so slowly.

Sally rocked her hips as he continued her exquisite *******. He eased back again and then introduced a second finger into her then, after a while, a third; the lips of her pussy were being stretched so wide as he pushed them harder into her but Sally could only moan, “Oh god, I feel so stretched, finger fuck me you fat bastard.”

The guy eased himself off her and placed his hands either side of her head resting on them to hold his weight off her. Sally parted her legs and he knelt between and his fat cock found the opening of her waiting pussy.

She looked up at him, “Push it in Uncle, fuck me like you have always wanted to.”

“God, she’s back into fantasy land again,” I thought.

He eased back a little so just the tip just touching her pussy. Sally held his shoulders and as she lifted her hips a little higher to meet him he slowly pushed forward his cock entering her inch by inch going deeper. “Oh fuck, you’re bigger than I thought,” she cried. He didn’t seem to hear for he just eased back then slammed hard into her.

She grunted and straightened her arms so she could put her hands around his fat neck and begin to run her fingers through the hair on his back. She pulled him deeper into her and moved her hips slowly to wank his cock with her pussy.

He continued holding himself up keeping his weight off her as she hissed, “Fuck me Uncle, fuck me like you have wanted too since seeing me,”

“Shh Slut, I’m going to give this pussy a good seeing to,” he told her and started to thrust hard into her, his belly wobbled under him rubbing against her slim flat tummy, his legs holding hers wider apart as his fat ass rocked up and down.

The guy was pumping harder into her and Sally gasped in time with every thrust as his cock plunged into her. For a big guy he could sure fuck like the best of them and Sally squeezed his ass tighter pulling him so deep into her.

I lay on my towel alongside them and subconsciously began to softly rub my own cock which, unaccountably, was as hard as a rock. I looked around and as had happened before there seemed to be a small gathering of guys standing around the adjacent rocks. All of them were naked and some of them were doing as I was, slowly wanking as they took in the scene before us.

Sally moved her head from side to side, “Fuck me Uncle, fuck me, fill my pussy,”’ she cried out. He continued pumping and then unnoticed to her moved a hand under her butt. His hand caressed the crease between her cheeks and then he extended a finger to start playing with her puckered hole.

Sally opened her eyes wide, “No, not there, Uncle please, no,”’ she cried as he pushed a finger into her tight ass and started fingering her ass. He took no notice of her protest and unrelentingly thrust his cock into her.

The guy ****** his lips over hers kissing her hard. I saw him push his tongue into her mouth and Sally just laid there letting him do whatever he wanted.

He released his lips from hers, “Good girl, how’s your ass feeling?”’ he asked.

In complete contrast to her protest of a few moments ago she answered dreamily, “It feels nice, keeping doing it, finger my ass; fuck my pussy Uncle.”

Sally gripped him tighter round his neck, “Oh fuck yesssssss, I’ve cum on your cock Uncle, you have made me cum,” she cried out as she shook under him her legs gripping him tight.

Some of the guys who were watching moved closer for a better look; two guys were stroking their cocks as they watched them fucking.

“Uncle” held her legs upright by her ankles as he knelt between her legs, his stretched them as wide as they would go and with his fat cock thrusting harder back and forth, people moved even closer to see his cock slipping back and forth into her sopping pussy. It was a live sex show unfolding before them.

Sally didn’t seem to acknowledge she had an audience and she screamed out once more as yet another climax thundered through her body, “Oh fuck Uncle, you have made me cum again over that lovely cock.”

They both had droplets of sweat running over them caused by their hard fucking and the hot humid weather. His belly was really wobbling now as he thrusted into her his head tipped back and he cried out, “That’s it girl, lay there and take my fuck and spunk like a dirty slut.” The crowd standing around us murmured their approval.

With one hard final thrust he fell over her and I could tell she was finding it hard to breathe as he cum hard inside her but she managed to gasp out, “Yes, Uncle, fill my pussy, flood my pussy.”

He gave a final grunt of ******* and carefully lifting his fat body off her, his cock pulled out of her with an audible plop and strings of his cum stretched from her cunt as he picked himself up.

Sally lay there on her towel panting with covered with a patchwork of sand, sweat and sperm. She looked up as the two wanking guys moved closer to stand over her. They pointed their cocks downwards and continued to stroke and until they both cum hard at almost the same time. They both spurted and covered her face and breast with their sticky white cum and all she did was laugh.

Sally parted her lips as they held their still dribbling cocks over her mouth. She put out her tongue to catch the last few drops as they dripped down and took them into her mouth. Letting us see what she had collected she then closed her mouth and very pointedly made a show of swallowing their cum. I was spell bound at the sight and was also aware that my own hand was covered in my own spunk. I had cum without even realising it.

The crowd moved away as did the fat guy. He looked back waving to Sally; she waved back with a smile on her cum-covered face. In fact as she lay there I could see she had cum everywhere, her face, on her tits and, most noticeable, her pussy leaking cum that had been deposited by the fat guy. We looked at each other and laughed.

We both walked down to the sea to wash ourselves off. We dried off and as we put our costumes back on I told her we had to go soon so we got our things together before heading back up the beach. As we made our way, two guys clapped as we walked by; another couple called out, “Great show.”

Jamal was waiting for us, “Nice day?” he asked.

“Lovely day,” Sally replied, “Just lovely.”

Jamal open the back door for Sally but she told him, “I’m sitting up front for a change.”

He smiled, “OK madam,” he replied with mock formality.

I got in the back and he slipped the gears and we set off.

Jamal eased off the little side road from the beach onto the main road. From my seat I could see that he kept flicking his eyes from the road to Sally’s legs then back to the road.

“Been busy Jamal?” she asked.

“No, not been too bad today,” he replied.

Sally eased back into the front seat and stretched her tanned legs out slightly parting them. Her wrap fell open and Jamal looked down to see the outline of the lips of her pussy against her bikini bottoms.

“Very nice,” he told her.

“You like?” Sally asked.

Jamal nodded, “Very much so.”

Sally slightly turned on her seat and moved her hand down over her slim flat tummy. The car wobbled as he found it hard keeping his eyes off her and on the road. She ran a finger over her bikini bottoms stroking herself against them, “I feel so horny,” she whispered.

Jamal looked in the mirror at me then checked the road to find there was no traffic was coming along. He looked right then left and turned down a very quiet side road. He drove a little further along the dusty road until we were well out of sight of the road or anybody walking down the road.

He pulled up and switched the engine off and turned towards her watching as she pulled the gusset of the bikini bottoms to one side. “This is what you’ve wanted to see, isn’t it?” she asked.

Jamal looked at her, “Mmm, smooth shaven white pussy, that sure is what I wanted to see madam.”

Sally moved closer and looking into his dark eyes she put her hand on his leg and slowly moved it up. Jamal held her gaze up to the moment when she found the string holding his shorts up. He opened his legs as she pulled the tie on one side undoing the string and slipped her hand inside the waistband and slowly pulled his shorts down.

As she did so she turned to look at me sitting in the back seat, “Oh wow, someone here has got excited,” she told me with a little giggle. I leaned forward so that I could see through the gap and watched her as she moved her hand stroking his cock inside his shorts.

He moved his arm round her shoulder as she tugged at his shorts. He lifted his ass upwards letting her pull his shorts down over his legs. She looked down, “Oh what a lovely looking black cock.”

“Madam likes a black one then?” he replied.

She stroked him some more, this time a little harder and then pulled his foreskin down letting us see the dark brown cock head. She opened her eyes wide as she lowered her head. Jamal lifted his ass a little higher as she started to run her tongue over the tip.

She started stroking him even harder gripping his cock tighter with her dainty little hand. She dribbled some spit to provide a bit of lube and at the same time she ran her teeth gently over the tip of his black cock making him sigh, “Oh yes, take it into your mouth.”

She looked up to him as she opened her mouth lowering her head taking the first few inches into her mouth.

He moved his hand, gently gripping her hair pushing her head downwards. She took him deeper, sucking him hard, and in response he started moving his hips slowly and started fucking her mouth. She was moaning, “Mmmm,” as she took him even deeper into her mouth right to the base of his cock.

“I’ve wanted this since the first time I saw you,”’ he told her.

Sally released him from her mouth, looked at him and said, “Good, I’ve wanted your cock since I first saw you.”

She moved over his cock once more and I sat and watched her head going up and down as she let him fuck her mouth. With one hand holding his cock she used the other to remove her bikini bottoms over her ass, kicking them off. Jamal was sure getting hard from the attention his cock was getting.

She kept sucking, really deep-throating him. After the number of black cocks she had sucked in the past week and taken in her mouth, she had become expert at it. Her mouth was a perfect machine, really working his cock and bringing him to the edge of cumming, “Oh fuck Sally, go easy. Slow up a little,” he told her.

Sally lifted off him and then moved back flipped the lever making her seat lay back almost flat. She parted her legs as Jamal lent down to kiss her nipples, his hand running down over her tummy until his finger found her pussy, “Wow, you’re so wet,” he said as his finger slipped into her.

Jamal fingered her a little roughly but Sally just laid back taking it; enjoying it, “Oh yes, harder.”

He obliged and his finger moved harder back and forth, “Yes, Jamal, just like that,” she told him.

He finger fucked for a few moments more and then Sally pushed his hand away saying, “Oh Jamel, fuck me please, give me that fucking black cock.”

He sat up and got out to walk round the car, his large black cock swinging obscenely until he got to her door. He opened it and taking her hand helped her from the car.

He led her round and lifted her onto the bonnet and parting her legs moved between them. Sally looked at him, “Come on fuck me, give me that black cock.”

Not wishing to miss anything I scrambled out from the car and stood to see Jamal positioning the tip of cock between her open pussy lips.

The fat knob slipped into her and Sally took a deep breath, “Yeah, do it.”

With a hard thrust forward he pushed his black cock hard fast and deeply into her to the base of his black cock. Sally screamed, “Oh fuck yes, give it to me, take me, fuck your slut.”

He held still, his cock deeply inside her, and reached up lifting her bikini top over her tits. He lent down to suck her pink nipple and then began thrusting his black cock back and forth. It was now him just fucking her wanting to cum inside her.

Sally stretched her legs round his waist as he slammed his cock into her cunt and she looked down at his large shiny black cock pumping into her. They were now just fucking each other hard; black cock fucking white pussy.

I had my cock out and I wanked as I watched as they fucked thinking neither will last long at this rate. I was right for no sooner had I had the thought that Sally screamed out at the top of her voice, “Yes, fuck my married pussy, oh fuck yes, I’m cumming on your black cock.” Jamal grunted in response still slamming his cock into her and getting close to cumming inside her.

Sally gripped him tighter with her legs her whole body was shaking, her breast were rocking up and down at the speed of his fuck, he was now just fucking her like she was his whore, and she was loving it and as was he.

“Oh Jamel, fuck that spunk into my pussy, flood my womb,” she screamed out, her voice was echoing round the road, “Make me your whore.”

I steadied myself against the car my legs trembling as I looked on enviously at another man enjoying my wife’s body. My stroking was in time with his thrusting and I felt my orgasm building as he told her, “I’m going to cum.”

His cock plunged deep and their bodies slapped each time he hit home, “Oh Jamal your fucking me so hard,” a remark clearly intended for me to hear as she turned her head to smirk at me as she said it.

“Oh fuck yessss,” he groaned, “I’m cumming in you.”

I was in a daze as my own spunk spurted and dribbled out of my cock as I continued to wank alongside them, I didn’t notice that I had covered my feet with my own emissions.

Sally lay back against the bonnet of the car and I could see him jerk and spasm as he unloaded his cum filled balls into her. He bent down and kissed her not moving just holding his cock deep inside her. Moments later he pulled out and droplets of cum dripped from the tip of his cock as he turned to lean back against the car.

Sally slid from the bonnet and kneeling in front of him she took hold and stroked his cock, running her tongue up and down the length, cleaning it for him. He clearly enjoyed her attentions as she licked and sucked him clean. I didn’t know where to look, at her mouth giving him this special treatment or at her pussy which, as she squatted in front of him, was oozing and dripping globs of white cum onto the ground below.

When she was satisfied that she had done all she could do she rose unsteadily to her feet. Without so much as a glance towards me they got themselves together and got back into the car. I had only just got myself into my seat when Jamal started the car and reversed back onto the main road. Finally Sally acknowledged my presence and looked back at me smiling, “Oh Mark he fucked me so good, my pussy is so full of cum. Did you like watching a real man fuck your wife good? I think you did, you naughty boy.”.

I ignored making eye-contact and just nodded looking out the window as we drove along the road. From the corner of my eye I saw her ease her bikini bottoms to one side and with her other hand run her finger along the lips of her pussy and slip a finger into her cunt to finger herself slowly and gently. I couldn’t help myself and turned to see her lift a cum-covered finger to her mouth; licking it clean she told us both, “Mmmm, tastes so good.”

We arrived on our resort pulling up outside the main entrance. We left the taxi and Sally looked at Jamal and said, “Thank you so much, I really loved it.” To me she said, “Pay him.”

Jamal replied, “Good, pleased you are happy.” I don’t think he included me in that wish.

We walked back to our cabana and as I followed her I could see even from behind that she had a very damp patch in her bikini bottoms. Once we got inside she removed her bikini completely and went and lay on the bed with her legs parted making sure I could see Jamel’s cum leaking from her pussy.

“Fancy licking me clean?” she asked.

“No way, you dirty slut, no fucking way,” I replied with as much spite as I could muster.

“Oh well, what a pity because that’s the only time I will offer you my pussy on the holiday,” she said with a smile.

 

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Day 9

Another new day and as always I was awake first. I got myself ready pulling up my swim shorts and looked over at Sally softly snoring lying on her side legs splayed inviting me to look at her smooth shaven pussy. The erotic sight made me catch my breath but I knew that it was going to be off-limits to me so I turned like I had done every morning and went outside to wait for her to join me on our sun loungers.

With a coffee and a book I was expecting a long wait as I sat in the bright sunshine, the morning already very warm and humid. However, it seemed I had hardly started to read when I heard, “Morning Mark.”

I turned to see Sally standing by the door wrapped in just a bath towel, “Won’t be long and I’ll join you,”’ she told me.

I just thought, “Don’t fucking bother,” and looked back to the page I was reading. Thirty minutes later Sally walked out wearing her favourite red bikini, half cupped top high leg bottoms that just covered her pussy.

She flopped down on the sun lounger, I looked over to her asking insincerely, “How you feeling today?”

She looked over to me with that smile on her face, “Ok, good, thank you,”

“You do know that you’ve turned into a right slut since being here,” I cried out in frustration.

She just laughed in my face.

I looked away not bothering to say anything else and, surprise, surprise, I saw Wesley heading our way spinning his drinks tray as he always does when taking drinks ordered. I swear he must have been waiting for her to appear. I told her, “Here comes one of your fuck buddies.”

She looked around and replied, “Oh shut up Mark, live with it like I had too.” With that she laid her head back and closed her eyes.

Wesley arrived with a grin covering his face. He looked down at ‘sleeping Sally his eyes looking straight towards her covered pussy and then changed his focus to her tits before asking, “Drinks for you lovely people?”

“Two beers please,” I curtly replied.

He turned away to return to the bar and Sally looked at me, “He was eyeing me up, wasn’t he?”

“Yes,” I told her with roughness in my voice. She looked at me and for the first time since being here it was with a worried look.

She got up and left me to walk down the beach towards to sea. She reached the waterline and slowly walked in. I was not the only one to see her for I could see sitting on a couple of deck chairs Leon and Rufus looking at her their eyes telling me they were enjoying the view. She continued walking into the sea then dropped down the water covering her shoulders.

I sat watching her as she slowly swam out a little way every so often dipping her head under the water. I couldn’t help thinking that she was looking like a model from a Bond movie in some such exotic setting. She swam back towards the beach and standing up in the shallows even from that distance I could see her nipples pressing hard against her bikini top and her red bikini now looking a very dark red as the sea water ran down her slim firm body.

All the while Leon and Rufus watched her and as she walked up the beach towards her sun lounger I could not feel but a sense of pride that this beautiful hot-looking woman was heading my way and coming back to me.

“How was it?” I asked.

“Lovely, it’s so warm.”

Wesley came back with two beers on the tray. He passed me one first and then he looked at Sally, “Here you go beautiful.”

She blushed as bright red as her bikini taking the glass from him and I noticed their fingers touching as they always do when he passes her a *******.

Watched him retreat and then her gaze changed and she whispered, “Oh no.”

I looked quizzically at her asking what was wrong.

“I don’t believe it, Marcel is walking this way,” she whispered with her face lighting up as he got closer to us.

She looked up at him smiling broadly as he stopped at the foot of her lounger, “Hi there girl, how are you?” he asked with his booming voice.

“Good,” she replied, “...thought you had forgotten me.”

“Never,” came his reply.

He leant down to run his fingers through her blonde hair. She responded by tipping her head, slowly moving it from side to side, her face telling him she like his touch a lot.

“Has that little sweet pussy missed my black cock?” he asked her outright even though he saw me sitting there.

Sally smiled but didn’t answer him.

Again he asked, “Has your little sweet pussy missed my black cock?”

She looked shyly at me before she answered, “Yes.”

“So are we getting it on again girly?”

Sally abandoned all pretence and seemingly turned to jelly as she bent her knees upwards parting her legs to expose her bikini covered pussy, “I hope so,” she told him.

He smiled at her unspoken message and with a wave turned and continued on his way.

“He snaps his fingers and you fall on your back for him,” I spat at her as he disappeared from view. She looked downwards sheepishly.

“He’s going to fuck you later isn’t he?”

Sally looked away whispering, “Yes, I love him.”

“WHAT!!” I shouted back at her causing lots of people nearby to turn and look our way.

I was furious with her and I got up and walked past to go inside the cabana. She scrabbled to her feet and followed me inside, “Mark, please, I just need to get this out of my system, please let him fuck me just one last time.”

I turned looking at her, “Is that really what you want?”

“Yes, he makes me feel alive, he makes my whole body tingle,” she told me.

I asked, “So what happens afterwards if I let you?”

“I don’t know, but you have to let me, if not I will just do it behind your back and I don’t want to do that,” she sobbed.

“So do you want me to be there and watch?” I asked thinking that actually this might be a perfect situation for me to indulge in my new kink of seeing her fuck with other men.

“Yes, I’ll feel safe with you there and can let myself enjoy it,” she told me.

The cabana door was open, she looked outside then back to me, “Oh fuck.” She jumped back, “Marcel is outside and heard it all.”

The door pushed open and he stepped inside. He looked round and closed the door behind him.

He looked at Sally, “Come here girl.”

Sally looked at me before slowly moving towards him. He wrapped his big arms around her and she melted into him, she looked up into his eyes and seemingly her whole body was turning to jelly as he held her.

They kissed deeply and it appeared to be more than just lust, they kissed like lovers, their tongues deep in their mouths. Sally ran her fingers slowly over his back as he reached round to unclip her bikini top.

For God’s sake, it was only 10am and here she was in the arms of a black man kissing and looking ready to let him fuck her. Slowly her bikini top fell from her body and her breasts now free as his caressed each in his big black hands.

He looked into her eyes, “Go on girly, you know what I like.”

Sally dropped to her knees her fingers opening his trousers before easing them down. As she tugged the trousers down his large black cock flopped out lightly hitting her face. She looked up to him and smiled as she slowly stroked it and I could see that already he was becoming hard. He stroked her and ran his fingers through her blonde hair, “Go on girly, suck it.”

He had such control over her and slowly her mouth engulfed his cock, her mouth distending widely to take in the large purple knob. She reached round to his ass and pulled him toward her and began deep throating his black cock. I sat down watching helplessly and wishing that it was me.

Marcel grabbed her hair slowly moving his hips as he started fucking her mouth; she moved one hand round to squeeze his balls. He sighed and looked down watching her as his cock slipped back and forth into her mouth.

Sally looked up to him as he smiled back and she gave him a little wink, saliva running down her chin dripping onto her breast. Still fondling his balls she moved her other hand down to her finger stroke her pussy against her bikini bottoms.

Slowly she got to her feet, his black cock looking even bigger than the last time he fucked her, “Right girly get on the fucking bed on your hands and knees,” he ordered.

Sally moved to the bed doing as his told her.

She placed her knees on the bed parting her legs, placing her hands in front of her she looked back over her shoulder towards him as he walked towards her. She smiled to him as he run his hands over her firm ass.

Sally pushed back rubbing her bikini bottom covered ass against his large thick fully erect black cock, the tip nearly touching his navel. He grabbed her bikini bottoms pulling them hard to one side; she pushed her head down onto the bed knowing what would happen next.

Marcel held his cock in his hand rubbing the tip against the lips of her pussy, pre-cum already dribbling from the tip covering her pussy entrance. He pushed forward slowly to start letting the tip enter her, Sally pushed back eyes wide open as he gripped her waist pulling her back onto his black cock.

She pushed her head into the bed calling out, “Do it, push it all in.” He didn’t need asking twice as he pushed hard forward I watched as inch by inch went into her. God, what an erotic sight.

He held still once his cock was fully buried inside her. Sally moaned softly, “Oh god, it feels so good, fuck me, fuck me.”

He pulled back then pushed hard back deeply into her, all the time thrusting hard back and forth into her.

Sally turned her head facing me, she mouthed, “‘thank you,” as he starting fucking her forcefully. She cried out, “Oh fuck, you’re stretching me so wide.”

“Good girly, take my big black cock my little married white whore.”

His hips slapped hard against her and each time he pulled back I could see his black cock covered with her white pussy juices, “That’s it girly push back onto me,” he ordered.

Sally gripped the covers on the bed as she pushed back harder onto his black cock; I eased up from my chair and slipped off my shorts.

He pulled back asking, “Do you really want to please me girly?”

Sally nodded saying, “Yes,” and he pulled out from her rubbing the tip against the tight hole of her anus.

“I want that ass girly,” he told her.

I thought she would say no but instead she cried out, “Do it, fuck my ass you black bastard.”

Her face had a look at pain as his cock opened the hole to her ass, he pushed forward not stopping until her ass was full of his black cock, “Oh fuck, it’s too big, please stop,” she screamed.

He pulled back a little then thrusted hard back deeply into her ass, “It’s so fucking tight,” he told her as he just thrusted back and forth.

Sally cried out, “Oh god, my ass is going to get ripped,” as he kept thrusting. He reached round to her pussy and with his finger began rolling her clitoris. Her head was pushed down into the pillow and she was biting on the cover so as not to scream out.

He pulled back and his cock came out of her anus with an audible plop. He stood back a little and said, “Turn over girly.”

Sally turned over to lie on her back and as she looked up at him he gripped her bikini bottoms and ripped them hard over her legs dropping them to the floor.

He pulled her to the edge of the bed, gripped her legs forsing them wide apart, his cock finding her pussy and with a hard thrust downwards he fully entered her to the base of his cock.

Sally thrashed her head side to side her arms stretched out, “Oh fuck yes, fuck me, give me that black cock.”

He started thrusting hard full of ******* his balls slapping against her ass her breast really rocking to the timing of his thrusting her nipples sticking upright so hard. Sally cried out, “Keep going, oh fuck, yesssssss I’m cumming, oh god yes I’ve cum,” her legs shaking, her head tipped back moaning, “Oh yes, yes, fuck me.”

“Good girl,” he told her.

He lifted her legs higher as his cock slammed into her so full of *******, their eyes locked on each other, “Fuck your white whore,” she told him as his cock stretched her pussy wide.

“Nearly there slut,” he grunted.

“Do it, cum in me,” she hissed at him as Marcel thrusted hard his balls really swinging.

Sally’s eyes opened so wide as he stopped thrusting, “That’s it, I’m cumming,” he groaned, his hips still; his cock buried deep into her.

“Oh fuck, you’re flooding me,” she said looking me as I stroked my cock. They were both breathing heavily as he held her in place and then he grunted and I watched his buttocks jerk as he shot his sperm inside her. I came at the same time, my spunk shooting over the floor in front of me.

Marcel pulled back, his black cock covered in white cum from them both. Sally laid there motionless, legs stretched wide and smiling up at him.

He smiled back and blew her a kiss then he turned, picked up his scattered clothing and got dressed saying, “Time to get back to work.”

Sally blew a kiss back and said, “Thank you, I needed that.”

He left the cabana closing the door behind him.

Sally stayed on the bed her legs still parted wide, she looked at me, “Thank you for letting me have him again Mark, he cum so hard inside me,” she told me with a dreamy look on her face.

She got up and walked over to me to sit on my lap. She took my cum-covered hand and moved it down to her pussy, I felt his cum leaking from her. She rested her head on my shoulder, “Finger me Mark.” I pushed two fingers hard and deep inside to her feeling his cum everywhere I touched.

I was pushing his cum further into her as she said, “You know he may have made me pregnant, don’t you?”

I nodded replying, “But that’s what you want, don’t you?”

She looked into my eyes, “Sorry Mark, but yes, I love him so much.”

“I know you do,” I said with a sad look.

She got up and showered and I went outside sat down to feel the warm sun.

She came out 20 minutes later wearing yet another bikini, this time her blue one, and sat on her sun lounger.

We sat there most of day hardly saying a word to each other. I noticed the look she wore on her face, a look of hope that he loved her as much as she did him.

“Just where did this put me?” I thought.

 

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Day 10

I could hear Sally in the shower as I woke up. I padded into the bathroom and as I stood in front of the toilet pissing I could see her naked body through the steamy glass of the shower cubicle as she washed under the spray.

I asked, “How are you feeling today?”

She turned to look through a patch in the condensation, “Mark, what are you doing?”

“What does it look like?” I replied as I shook the last drops off my cock.

She didn’t reply but just turned back to her task. I continued watching her as she reached for her lady shave. She parted her legs, covered her pussy with soap and then slowly ran the razor over her pussy removing any little hairs that may have grown since yesterday morning.

I went back to the bedroom to wait for her to finish and a few minutes later she emerged from the bathroom, “Did you enjoying peeping on me?” she asked as she stood near me, for once not covered up.

I moved a little closer, “Yes, I enjoyed it a lot.”

Sally laughed, “Good, that’s all you’ll be enjoying as you won’t be touching me again on this holiday.”

I showered and upon my return I looked at Sally just as she pulled the bottoms up of her blue bikini to her waist. She was taking great care with the with the ribbon ties adjusting it so the small piece of material sat just right between her sexy firm ass cheeks and she loosened the tie of the top so as to show her cleavage off to the best.

She decided she looked beach-ready and without a word beckoned me to follow her to head for breakfast. I followed her retreating form and enjoyed looking at her firm rounded bum divided by the thin strip of blue material as we crossed the soft sand to go sit at our normal table ordering breakfast.

In an instant Wesley was there and he smiled at Sally as he took her order. I could see him eyeing her as Sally looked into his eyes.

He left to go back towards the kitchen and Sally said, “Oh look Mark, a new pair of panties on the wall. I wonder who they belonged to.”

I shrugged my shoulders not really caring.

She continued to air her thoughts out loud, “Wonder which waiter got to have sex with her?”

“Don’t know,” I replied and I hoped that she got the message that I really wasn’t up for conversation, especially following her remarks to me back in the cabana.

After eating we left the restaurant to head back to our sun loungers and I could sense the waiters ogling her as we threaded our way through the tables to get to the beach. They were still looking as we sat down and, as normal, Sally gave everyone a show slightly sitting up, her legs stretched out and her arms over the back of the sun lounger so that her tits were displayed to best advantage.

Wesley walked over spinning his drinks tray, taking drinks orders from guests. He asked if we wanted a *******. Sally declined; I ordered a bottle of cold water,

I looked at Sally sitting there her head rested back, eyes closed and breathing so shallow and looking so relaxed. Wesley returned with my water, “We have a special sunset meal tonight, do you want to book a table?”

Sally opened her eyes, “Mmmm, sounds nice,”

“I’ll reserve your normal table,” he told us as he focussed his gaze on her breasts straining under the thin covering of blue fabric.

He left us and I was left wondering once more why was she acting so wantonly and was it really just to punish me for events that were in the past and for which I had apologised. I concluded that whilst that may have been the reason at the beginning of our holiday since then, having discovered her inner sluttish self, she had developed a craving for cock (not caring particularly if it was black or white) and now would take every opportunity to add to her score. I also didn’t want to admit to myself that I found it incredibly exciting to watch her being fucked by others and, perversely, that I found it amazingly arousing to be denied myself.

The morning passed by and we were surrounded by many of the guests either laying on sun loungers, in the sea or playing beach games with the animation team.

I got up, “I’m going into the sea, fancy it?”

Sally replied, “No, I’m ok here thanks.”

I walked into the sea and swam off enjoying the warm sun and sea. After swimming a few minutes I stopped for breath and treading water I looked back and saw a strange guy sitting on my sun lounger talking to Sally. Even at the distance between us I could see she was nodding as he spoke and then taking the bottle of our sun lotion he rubbed some on to his hands then run them over her shoulders. I kept low in the sea watching them.

The guy run his hands down his fingertips just going under her bikini top then back up to her shoulders. He spoke to her again with Sally nodding and smiling as he wrote into a book. He got up and wandered away slowly to stop at another sun lounger occupied by another bikini-clad lady.

I walked out the sea and headed back, “Who was that?” I asked.

“Who?” she replied with mock innocence.

“The guy who was rubbing your shoulders.”

“Oh him, he’s from the spa; he offered us a massage on the beach deal; Two for one.”

I looked at her thinking to myself, “There am I thinking she was hitting on yet another possible conquest!” but rather than say that I said, “Fancy it?”

“Yes I do.”

“Did you book it?” I asked,

Sally looked at me nodding, “Yes, is that ok?”

“Sure,” came my reply but I was thinking, “Not sure why you are asking for my approval; you done everything you’ve wanted to do so far without considering me!”

“We’re booked in for 1pm,” and with that she lay her head back picked up her book and sipped her ******* without saying another word.

As she lay engrossed in her book I looked at her and tried to work out why she did what she did last night with Marcel. At times she seemed like the Sally I married all those years ago wanting my company and giving me hope that I might be slowly winning her back. Then I thought of all she had done since being here and my heart sank a little.

I checked my watch, “Sally it’s almost one, shall we go?”

She didn’t answer but just got up, wrapped her blue wrap round her waist and we headed off towards the beach spa massage area.

We parted the curtains and looking inside saw the guy, “Who’s first,” he asked.

Sally said, “You go first Mark.”

I got on the table face down and he went to work pouring oil on my back and then beginning to knead and squeeze the muscles I didn’t know I had. He rubbed and smoothed and prodded and poked my shoulders and the longer he continued the more relaxed I felt as my muscles unknotted and loosened off.

15 minutes later and he told me he had finished. I got up feeling good and my muscles relaxed and I staggered through the curtains to the seating area. I sat down as Sally got up and went through to the massage table.

The curtains were pulled shut behind her but through a small gap I could see her as she laid face down her arms stretched out in front of her. He stood to the side of the table and reached down to unclip her bikini top. He eased the straps off her shoulders and pulled the top away from her. He turned to see me looking and without missing beat at being spied upon he passed it over to me, “Don’t want to get oil on it,” he told me. Sally looked at me through half closed eyes; clearly she didn’t seem to mind either.

He rubbed oil over his hands then rubbed them over Sally’s shoulders, pressing more gently then he did with me. He ran his hands up and down each arm, Sally moaned lightly, “Mmmm, that feels nice,” she whispered

He moved to the top of the table and with his legs by her head he leaned forward and began to run his hands up and down her back. His fingertips moved down her back then just as he got to the waistband of her bikini bottoms, he moved his hands down her sides and as he retreated his fingers kept touching the sides of her breasts. Sally seemed so relaxed as he went back and forth and every now and again I heard her murmur a, “Mmmmm.”

He moved round and went to the end of the table and began to concentrate on her feet, calves and lower legs, moving his oily hands up the side of her legs then round to her inner thighs. A few moments of this and then he put his hands between her ankles and pushed to part her legs slightly as his hands ran higher up the inside of her legs. He moved his hands over her ass cheeks and under the waistband of her thong bottoms.

He gripped the waistband slowly easing it down over her ass cheeks; Sally lifted herself slightly upwards on her knees as he completely removed her bottoms slipping them down her legs and tossed them over to where I was sitting. He then oiled up his hands once more and began rubbing her ass cheeks and up her spine.

So far, so good, he was the complete professional in the way he got her so relaxed before having her on the table naked; not that Sally seem to care one little bit. She lay motionless lightly breathing making little moans of pleasure. He bent down and whispered in her ear, “Would you like to turn over and I will do the front.”

Sally turned her head and looking at me asked, “Do you mind?”

“No, he’s only doing his job,” I replied.

“I am indeed sir,” he told us.

Sally turned over her and lay with her arms down by her side. He oiled his hands once more and rubbed her shoulders then down over her arms. Once he reached her wrists he lightly grasped them and lifted them over her head. As he did, his hands ran down her shoulders and over her breast, gently squeezing them before moving his hands down over her tummy.

Sally turned her head facing me, “Mmmm, feels so relaxing...” and biting her bottom lip as he moved round the table once more running his hands up and down her legs. He then pushed her legs apart and with his hands inside her thighs his fingers moved down the sides of her pussy.

Sally took a long deep breath as his hand moved over the top of her pelvic bone just over her pussy, he eased her legs up bending them, She was still looking at me as his finger moved over the lips of her pussy, “Mmm, yessss,” she sighed as he slipped a finger into her and slowly started fingering her. I watched spellbound as his finger went deeper into her almost to his knuckle.

Sally mouthed to me, “Do you mind?”

What did she expect me to say? I couldn’t really say no as he had already pushed his finger into her. He pulled off his top and returned his finger back inside her pussy and fingered her a little harder. Sally rocked her hips, “Yesss,” she whispered.

All pretence of the massage was abandoned and he leant down and lifted her ass upwards and pulled her groin towards his mouth. Sally bit her bottom lip as he started licking around her pussy and then he gripped her legs to ******* them upwards towards her shoulders. I watched as his tongue went to work on her clitoris.

He rested her legs on his shoulders as he licked her clitoris and fingered her gaping pussy. She opened her legs more and he pushed a second finger into her to really finger-fuck her. She began shaking, rolling her head from side to side and then she looked at me and squealed, “I’m going to cum.”

I knew it wasn’t for my benefit that she said this but his for she then lifted her head to look at him, “Please keep going,” she whimpered, her shaking now out of control, “Oh, that’s it, yesss.”

Her orgasm subsided and he gently pulled his hand away and matter-of-factly passed her a box of tissues. Sally laid back breathing so heavy and very deeply, “I don’t believe that; unbelievable,” she said between breaths.

I stood and went over to the table and handed her back her bikini and asked, “Are you ok?”

She sat up with a dazed expression across her face, nodded and said, “Let’s go.”

The masseur was tidying the curtained cubicle with hardly a glance toward us. She walked up to him and lightly kissed his cheek, “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” was his response as we left hand-in-hand.”

We got back to our cabana and lay on our loungers. Sally was still lightly trembling as she looked at me still with the dreamy smile on her face, “Mmmmm, my whole body is shaking inside,” she said as she relaxed in the sun. I wasn’t shaking; I just had an impressive erection tenting my shorts as I pictured what had taken place.

We had lunch and lazed the afternoon away with a few drinks, dozing and reading before heading inside to get ready for the evening. I was wondering (hoping?) whether there might be a repeat of yesterday when Marcel had ‘visited’ but as time went by realized that was not going to happen.

We had our showers and given we were going to a special meal, the sunset dinner, we got out our smarter looking clothes. I slipped on a white shirt with a pair of tailored shorts and then sat back to delight in the sight of Sally as she pulled her black hold-up stockings over her legs, black tiny lacy panties with a matching black bra. She saw me watching and gave a little pirouette before sitting down at the vanity to put on her make-up. She didn’t need much, some mascara, black eyeliner, blusher and bright red lipstick just enhanced her beauty and I gave silent thanks to know that she was mine ... or was she?

Satisfied with her appearance she stood up and slipped on her black dress that just about reached her knees. She completed her ensemble with black high heels shoes.

She picked up her small black clutch bag and smiling at me said, “Shall we go?”

I looked at her and my breath caught in my throat thinking again how lovely she looked.

We entered the beach restaurant and no surprise that Wesley instantly appeared as soon as our feet crossed the doorway. “Good evening, your table is ready. Follow me please.” He said with that smirking smile as he looked down at Sally’s cleavage.

We walked over to our table and he pulled out the seat for Sally and fussed about her as I sat down on the opposite side. We ordered drinks and contemplated the menu and as we waited for our dinner, we watched as the sun slowly sank over the horizon to end another day.

Our meal arrived and we ate and made small talk without falling out or even talking about this afternoon. She seemed to have gone back into that mood of hers where I was of little interest; an impression I gained when I saw her eyes flick over my shoulder a few times but I just ignored it.

We finished our most excellent dinner and Sally dabbed at her mouth with her napkin, got up and said, “I’m just going to the ladies room.” I ordered another round of drinks watching everyone dancing having a really nice evening, and awaited her return.

The place was buzzing tonight and as time went by I kept looking around wondering where Sally had got to; I couldn’t see her anywhere. I kept my eye on the ladies toilet door but only a couple of ladies walked in and out and it became obvious that she was no longer where she said she was going..

I got up looked around then walked round but still couldn’t see her. I stepped outside the restaurant and heard two people laughing. It sounded as if it was coming from a dark passageway alongside the building. I moved closer and heard Sally’s voice saying, “Yes, I’m sure.”

I peeped round the corner and there was Sally back against the wall legs parted her black lacy panties round one ankle with Wesley holding her up on his black hands, his trousers round his ankles, holding her just over his black upright cock.

He slowly lowered her down his cock fully entering her. Sally gripped onto him biting his shoulder so not to scream out and then he lifted her to slam her down onto his cock making sure she took it all deeply inside her.

They kissed full of passion as he kept lifting her up and down forcefully onto his upward thrusting cock. Sally gripped him tightly saying, “Oh yes Wesley, harder, harder ...” he did just that forsing her down even harder onto his cock, “That’s it, take me, I’m yours.”

He lowered her hard onto his cock one last time and held her still. They were both shaking hard, “I’ve cum,” he told her.

“I know you have; me too,” Sally replied.

I went back to the table, furious at the knowledge that this was the second time she had gone off and been fucked while I wasn’t around. I was still angry big time when she reappeared a few minutes later, looking at me very flushed as she sat down.

I stared at her coldly, “I’m off.”

“Oh Mark, no, please can we stay a little longer?”

“No, I’m going,” and I got up and walked back to our cabana.

I heard her running behind me, “Mark, what’s wrong; whatever is the matter?” She was trying to act innocent not knowing I had seen her.

I opened the door and she followed and stood in front of me holding my shoulders, “For goodness sake, what is wrong with you?”

I looked at her, “Pull your panties down; let’s see how much cum dribbles out.”

“Oh fuck, you know,” she said.

“Yes, I fucking know,” I said with as much venom as I could muster. I undressed, got into bed and turned over flicking my bedside light off.

As I lay there in the dark my anger began to subside and once again the visions of her being fucked by another man started to swirl around in my head. My anger slowly was replaced by feelings of arousal as I rerun the erotic scene I had witnessed

She went and showered before getting into bed to spoon behind me. She hugged my back and as I felt her tits rub against me I relented and let go of my resentment. I asked, “Was he good?”

Sally whispered, “Yes, sorry, he was.”

I turned over and looked at her, “You do know that watching you fucking is getting to be a real turn on?”

Sally looked at me shocked “You mean you want me to continue?”

I nodded, “Would you like to know that I knew and that I might be watching?”

“Yes I would, but can we have to have sex sometimes when I will tell you about it?” came her reply.

I groaned at the thought.

Sally kissed me on the cheek saying, “I’ll take that as a Yes. Thank you, Mark.”

I turned over and with her spooning me once we both dropped off to sleep.

 

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Day 11

We awoke from the best night’s sleep we have had since being here. As I blinked the sleep from my eyes I saw Sally looking at me. She asked, “Did you really mean what you said last night?”

I nodded smiling to her; she smiled back, her hazel eyes beginning to brim with tears making her look even more sexy but also making me think what a Jekyll and Hyde character she had turned into. One minute being a total bitch towards me and next, like now, being the sweetest girl one could wish to be with.

We got ourselves ready knowing we only had a few days left in Jamaica. Through the door we could see the weather was a little cloudy but any doubts about the weather were dispelled as we left the air-conditioned cabana and humidity and heat hit us. We sat on our large sun loungers and within seconds we were sweating profusely; I passed Sally an ice cold bottle of water.

Bang on 10am Wesley started his walk round the beach taking orders from the bar. I watched as Sally blushing as he got closer smiling at her, “Hi beautiful, would you guys like something from the bar?” he said. Sally looked at him smiling as I gave him our order.

As he walked away to get our drinks I wondered who Sally preferred out of Wesley or Marcel. I asked her outright, “So who do you like the most, Wesley or Marcel?”

Sally looked at me, “Stop it Mark,” was her response.

Wesley returned with our drinks and, as always when passing Sally her glass, their fingers always touched and lingered. I started to wonder how she was going to be once we flew home and left all this behind.

We sat back content with each other’s company and not finding the need to talk. Our quiet was interrupted by the sound of a loud booming laugh. Sally turned, “Sounds like Leon is around,” she said.

I turned just in time to see Rufus high five Leon with their normal morning welcome. I thought, “Jeez, everywhere I look this morning I’m seeing black guys who’ve fucked Sally!”

My mind then went running wild thinking that any one of these black guys may have made her pregnant and she just doesn’t seem to care or is that what she really wants; how would I ever be able to explain it to anyone back home.

The sun was really beating down, it was so hot and humid. Sally kept moved around on her sun lounger trying to get comfortable and each time she moved her small bikini bottoms stretched giving me a peek of her smooth pussy lips. She saw me looking and said, “Stop peeping, you pervert.”

“Can’t help it, it looks so sexy when that happens,” I replied.

The afternoon passed helped along by a few rums and we were both feeling them, my head was lightly spinning. We looked around and saw that the afternoon beach games had finished and most guests were heading back to their cabanas to rest and have a *******.

Leon’s booming laugh was echoing round the beach as it always did when he was on duty. Sally stood up to stretch her aching limbs but I knew it was really an excuse for her to get a better view of where he might be. His voice became louder as he came in our direction and already her eyes were fixed firmly on him as he walked towards us in his shorts and vest top, his dark brown tattooed arms swinging as he walked.

As he headed up the beach towards us, I thought, “Oh no, why don’t you just fuck off.”

Sally’s thoughts had to be guessed at but as she sat back down on her lounger I had no doubts what was going through her mind as she smiled to him and rolled her head, her blonde hair moving side to side and looking so sexy as she did.

Leon plopped down on the edge of Sally’s sun lounger, “What a day,” he said in his strong Jamaican accent.

Sally smiled, “Poor Baby, you look tired.”

“No, not me darling,”’ he said laughing.

Sally stretched her legs out and her foot touched his leg, “So what you got planned tonight; who’s the lucky lady?” she asked.

Leon smiled looking deeply into her eyes, “I will look and when I see the lucky lady she will know,” he told her as he stroked her foot.

He got up and gave her leg a playful tap, “Gotta go, ‘bye for now you lovely people,” and away he went strolling down the beach the same direction from where he came.

“You fucking tease,” I snapped.

She giggled replying, “He’s putty in my hands.”

We headed inside to do the same old thing to have a sleep for a couple of hours before having a shower and getting ready for a night of drinking.

Sally came out the shower and sat by the dressing table applying her make-up, bright red lipstick, black eyeliner, mascara, blusher; I will never tire of watching her do that, pure pleasure for me.

She took her black dress from the wardrobe and laid it carefully on the big bed. She then went to her underwear drawer and pulled out a tiny black thong with matching bra. It was the same outfit from last night and as I watched her get dressed I thought that she sure looked hot tonight and I was wishing she was dressing for me ... but I knew she wasn’t.

Sally slipped her black high heels on, looked at me, “Ready?”

I nodded replying, “Let’s go,” and we left to find our table in the restaurant.

After eating we headed off to the bar where Sally found a table whilst I got the drinks. She sat on a bench against the wall and with a table between us I sat opposite her on a stool. Still feeling a little woozy from our afternoon combination of sun and rums we both sipped our drinks slowly taking in the Reggie music and enjoying seeing the other guests dancing in the dark shadows of the dance floor.

Leon suddenly appeared from nowhere and slid onto the bench next to Sally. She looked at him with a start. “Hi beautiful,” he said with his booming laugh as he gave her thigh a squeeze.. He didn’t even care I was sitting there.

Sally giggled slapping his big arm saying, “Stop that.”

“You love it,” he said and instantly the flirting began.

His hand went under the table and Sally’s eyes opened wide as her body went stiff. I could see his arm moving slowly as Sally took deep breathes biting her bottom lip. I could only imagine what he was doing; what he was touching. With their eyes fixed on each other they neither noticed nor cared that I was sitting there looking on.

A waiter came over asking if we wanted drinks and at the sound of his voice they both jumped apart. Sally blushed slightly saying, “Cold beer please.”

“Make that two,”’ I said loudly looking at her fiercely.

“And a rum for me,” Leon ordered.

Leon was off duty but he was known for sticking around to make sure the guests always had a good time. He was good at his job and he knew it, his laugh and personally had all the ladies eating out of his hands and the men they were with didn’t seem to mind at all.

After a few more drinks Sally was getting really giggly, her arm stretched out her fingers stroking Leon’s neck. Again they only had eyes for each other and again his hand slipped under the table slowly moving to cause Sally to bite her lip once more. I could guess what he was doing and so wanted to look under the table.

I looked at them with their eyes fixed on each other and thought, “What the hell, I’ll do it,” and they didn’t notice as I ducked my head to look under the table. I gasped to see her dress pulled up over her thighs; her thong pulled to one side and his finger moving slowly up and down the lips of her pussy. As I focussed Sally opened her legs to make it easier for him.

I sat up to see him move closer to her to whisper in her ear. Sally smiled then nodded, “We’re off Mark.” she told me.

We all got up and headed towards the door which Leon opened to let Sally go through first. He followed her letting the door swing close behind him as his eyes moved down staring at her firm ass looking so sexy in her black dress. I caught the closing door and padded after them.

We headed off down the dark walk way, Sally and Leon hand in hand. I thought, “I’m guessing tonight she was going to be the lucky lady,” just as he said earlier. Every few yards they stopped and as they kissed deeply his hand would squeeze her butt as he pulled her closer. I overtook them and walked on leaving them to it.

I sat on the sun lounger outside our cabana waiting for them to catch up. It seemed to take ages until I saw them walking up the walk way still hand in hand laughing together like lovers.

Sally looked at me saying, “Are you coming inside, or you going to sit there?”

I got up with a heavy heart and went into our cabana closing the door behind me. Already they were in each other’s arms kissing deeply, their tongues probing into each other’s mouths; their hands moving and searching over their clothed bodies.

I sat on the sofa in just my shorts, thinking, “That should be me you fucking black bastard,” as I watched them still kissing so passionately and holding each other tightly.

I heard the zip of her dress slowly being eased down as Sally lifted her arms as he lifted it over her head. She stood in front of him in just her black bra and small black thong for few moments and then she pulled his top up over his head dropping it to the floor next to her dress.

Leon turned her around and unclipped her bra letting her breasts fall free, her pink nipples already rock hard as her bra joined the clothes already on the floor. He spun her round so she was facing me, his big black hand moving down over her tummy, her arms reaching up placing them round his neck, she tipped her head sideways as he kissed it and as his hand moving down she parted her legs for him.

Leon slipped his hand under the waistband of her thong and I watched as his hand moved inside her thong. Sally moaned lightly as he fingered her. He looked at me and smiled knowing that he was making me watch and almost poking fun at me as he fingered my wife.

Sally was moaning a little louder and she tilted her head to look at me, “Oh god Mark he is so good at this.”

She turned back to him, “Leon, finger me harder.” He did as she asked, his hand was now moving faster inside her thong her ass pushing back against him, “Oh fuck yessss, I’m cumming, don’t stop, nearly there,”, she cried out.

Sally was now shaking hard, “Oh god yes, I’ve cum,” she told him (us?) and then straightaway she turned and dropped to her knees pulling his shorts down hard, ‘”Get that black cock out.”

He didn’t need to do anything for as his shorts were yanked down his big black monstrous cock bobbed up in front of her face. She reached up and with both hands gripped it hard and began stroking it. He was already rock hard with pre cum leaking from the tip as she flicked her tongue to lick it off.

Leon pulled her to her feet, “Let’s move to that big bed,” and he pulled her towards it. She needed no encouragement and she jumped onto the bed and laid down looking up at him legs parted as he kicked his shorts free sending them flying across the room.

Sally moved up the bed still looking deeply into his eyes, biting her bottom lip. Leon moved onto the bed and gripping her thong removed it from her dropping it beside the bed. I sat watching as they laid there naked kissing as he eased her onto her back. Already my own cock was swelling in my shorts.

He shifted his muscular frame over her and she moved her arms to caress him round his neck. They kissed deeply once more as he gripped his cock and probed to find her pussy lips and the way into her cunt. Slowly the tip parted them and Sally purred as she felt the contact, “Fuck me,” she whispered, lifting her ass slightly as the fat knob entered her waiting pussy.

Inch by inch he started to enter her while Sally with eyes closed ran her hands up and down his back feeling him pushing slowly inside her. Then with a thrust forward he pushed his large thick black cock fully into her, “Oh god yes,” she moaned as she felt the full length of him inside her. She lay motionless as he towered over her fondling and squeezing her breasts, one in each hand.

He eased back then thrusted back into her. Again he pulled out and then pushed back and started to get into a rhythm, “Oh fuck yes, give me that black cock,” she screamed not caring that anyone outside could hear. All she knew was that she was getting what she wanted, another black cock fuck.

Leon was now thrusting hard into her making the bed rock and the headboard slam against the wall. He fucked her like this for some ten minutes before pulling out and turning her over on to her front and pulling her up to her knees. Again he took his big black cock, now all shiny with her white juices, in hand and pushed back deeply into her pussy to the base of his cock.

Sally bit the cover on the bed so she couldn’t scream as he fucked her from behind. He gripped her tiny waist pulling her back hard onto his cock, “Oh god you’re so deep in me,” she moaned.

“Damn, this pussy feels so good tonight,” he grunted.

They fucked like this for what seemed like ages and I was in awe of where he got this stamina or control. No sooner had I had the thought that once more he pulled out and flopped onto the bed beside her. She looked around confused and then he grabbed her and pulled her over him and his stiff cock that was standing straight up looking for all the world like some obscene totem pole.

Sally straddled him and reached under them to hold his cock upright and to position him below her gaping cunt. She gasped as she slowly lowered herself onto it and took him back deeply inside her pussy, rocking her hips as she began to fuck his cock.

Leon reached up and began pinching her pink nipples. She rocked her hips faster pushing down harder onto him, “That’s it Baby, that’s it,” Leon moaned

Sally screamed out, “I’m cumming on your cock, oh fuck yes,” and with that she collapsed on top of him. Sally didn’t move neither did Leon, they both lay still as he let her recover from her climax, his cock still inside her pussy.

Sally came back to life and rolled off him to lie on her back. Leon still had his enormous erection and he moved over and knelt between her legs to kiss her whilst he once again positioned himself so his cock fully entered her. Sally moaned into his mouth as he started thrusting hard and fast back and forth. As each thrust fully entered her Sally cried out, “Yes,” in time with the slap as their bodies connected.

Leon gripped her hands to place them over her head and to pin her down against the bed. His cock was hitting home full of ******* and Sally laid there her legs parted wide taking his fuck like the good black cock whore that she had become.

Leon thrusted hard and called out, “Here it cums Bitch,”

She looked at him calling out, “Oh yes give me that black baby cum, breed me.”

I was horrified at the thought, “Pull out,”’ I called out, but they just ignored me and I saw his buttocks twitch and spasm as he shot his load into her.

“Oh fuck yes Sally,” he grunted.

She squealed as she felt him pumping into her cunt, “That’s it, cum in me, flood my womb,” she called out.

They laid there breathing so deeply, almost sobbing, as they caught their breath, both had droplets of sweat running over their bodies. Leon rolled over to lie alongside her and she disentangled herself from his caress to look at me. Once she saw that she had my attention she parted her legs and let me see his cum slowly leaking from gaping pussy. She smiled to see my dismayed reaction.

Sally rolled back to hug him once more, “Do you have to go?”

“Do you want me to stay?”

Sally nodded.

“Then I can,” he said enveloping her in his muscular arms and giving her a kiss.

Sally sighed with contentment then turned her head to look at me once and said quite matter-of-factly, “You’re sleeping there tonight Mark.” She didn’t wait for my response but turned back as Leon snuggled her into his big arms.

I was devastated, confused and, most of all, humiliated to be treated in this way but to add to my confusion I was also feeling extremely aroused as I lay back with my cock as hard and as stiff as I have ever experienced. To the sounds of them kissing and murmuring words I couldn’t hear I drifted off, my cock in hand giving me the most satisfying sensation as I stroked myself to sleep.

I was awoken later in the night by the sounds of them fucking again. The room was in complete darkness but there was no doubt what was happening unseen. I grabbed my cock which was still erect and Sally must have seen my movement, “Mark are you awake?” she called out and then punctuated by groans and grunts she said, “This is how a real man fucks a pussy you limp dick.” They both laughed as I heard him cum yet again into her. She couldn’t have seen in the dark that I had cum as well

It was starting to get light as I was awoken by the sight of Leon getting dressed. Sally laid there sleeping deeply exhausted after being fucked three times by him through the night. I know that because they woke me up every time with the noise they were making.

I got up to let him out and without us exchanging a word he left. I quietly closed the door behind him and then padded over to get into a bed smelling of Leon. The sheets and covers were covered in the evidence of their lovemaking and I couldn’t avoid lying on the large damp patch from their juices on my side the bed. I overcome any sense of disgust and soon dropped off to sleep seeing pictures in my head of them fucking.

 

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Day 12

I awoke after another night of Sally being a black cock slut. As I slid out from under the sheets I could smell Leon on her, in the bed; his musky smell filled the room. I headed towards the shower and turned to see her laying with her legs slightly parted and his dried cum still covering her pussy and on the sheet below.

She was waking as I returned to the bedroom and gave me a smile as she rubbed sleep from her eyes. We didn’t say a word about last night although our heads must have been full of images of what we’d done.

There was a hint of sadness in the air as we changed into our beach wear as we both knew that our holiday was soon coming to an end and the “fun” we had enjoyed would soon be over. I slipped on my swim shorts and Sally found her small blue bikini and she let me tie the strings at the sides before she put the top on. I thought that it was the closest and most intimate I had been with her since we’d been here.

We hadn’t planned on doing very much this day other than our usual laying on loungers and soaking up the sun and getting tans fine-tuned. Sally sat outside and reminded me that the resort had a Jacuzzi/Hot-tub, “did I fancy doing that?”

I took the hint and called and booked the Jacuzzi for later in the morning. I joined her outside saying, “All booked for 11am.”

“Great,” she replied just as the beach bar waiter walked along the beach. I called him over ordering two beers.

Sally lay back relaxing, enjoying the sun; we both knew once we got home all this warm weather would just be a memory. I reached over and tentatively ran my fingers up and down her thigh; I was surprised when she parted her legs slightly for me.

I moved my hand a little higher wondering how far I could go before she would stop me. My heart skipped a beat when meeting no resistance my finger moved over her bikini bottoms to feel the lips of her pussy. She very slowly moved her hips and with her eyes still closed whispered, “Mmmm, Marcel, that feels so nice.”

I thought, “Fuck, you sure know how to mess with my mind.”

I noticed the waiter approaching so I withdrew my hand and sat back.

We took our drinks and I asked her, “Did you enjoying fucking Marcel?”

“Sure I did, he has the biggest cock of all the guys I have been with here,” she replied without any hint of embarrassment. She continued in the same vein and started making comparisons about the other black guys who had fucked her, saying, “Leon was next followed by Jamal the taxi driver. It’s just been so nice to have been fucked by proper cocks that didn’t go soft after a few minutes.”

I took that as a not-so-subtle reference to me and my performances.

The time moved on toward our appointment at Jacuzzi so we got ourselves sorted then headed off. We collected the key from reception and went to the small building that housed the Jacuzzi and once inside we slipped out of our swimwear before getting in the water which was really nice and warm with the bubbles blowing over our bodies.

We laid back both relaxing, feeling the jets of water caressing us and then Sally turned to me, “Can we play?” I looked at her not sure what was coming next.

“Leave me here naked on my own for a while, you go outside and leave the door unlocked. It could be fun to see what if anything happens,” she said with a glint in her eye.

I smiled and got out dried myself and put my swim shorts on. I winked to her as I walked out.

I sat at the nearby bar and ordered a beer. As I sat there slowly drinking I saw a cleaner, a young slim guy with a trimmed beard, mopping round the door to the Jacuzzi; would he go inside and find Sally in there naked on her own I thought. My heart was beating fast with excitement at the prospect and I found myself wishing, silently urging him to walk inside.

I continued watching him as he pushed the mop around as he reached the door he paused and looked at the door. In my head I was saying, “Go on, go in; look at my sexy wife in there naked.” His hand reached for the handle and he slowly he pulled it down and opened the door. He paused again and then looked inside. From where I sat it looked like he was talking as he nodded his head a couple of times. He looked around outside before entering and closing the door behind him.

I ordered a second beer and wondered what she would be saying or doing. It was an effort to just sit drinking my beer and not to get up and rush in there. I was confused as to what to do, what would she want me to do? Should I go and join them or should I leave her alone with him to do whatever they wanted.

The excitement was getting too much for me, I felt my dick twitching at the thought of Sally enjoying another black cock, a different black cock from the guys who had already fucked her; was his black cock bigger, smaller, thicker or thinner; would she climax on his black cock? The thoughts and pictures were just running wild round my head.

I looked at the clock; it was now 20 minutes since he entered. Was he eating her pussy; was she sucking his black cock; was he on top fucking her sweet pussy; was she riding his black cock; were they kissing? My head was spinning with such exciting thoughts.

It was then I decided I was going to stay here until he left. I ordered another beer, watching the door, looking at the clock, which now seemed to be moving so slowly. My mind was going round and round; was she climaxing on his black cock; was he fucking her sweet tight firm ass?

What they were doing was now down to my imagination I would have no way of knowing until he left the Jacuzzi and I was with Sally. I just know she wanted to play a game which meant her getting another black cock. She knew that my role in the game was to do what I was doing, sitting here and know that behind closed doors she was cuckolding me again.

I moved to the sofa to be more comfortable with a cock that was straining against the confines of my shorts. Sipping my beer I again looked at the clock, it was now 30 minutes and he was still inside with my naked wife. The wish surfaced once more that I was in there watching her with him but I knew that she would find this so exciting, me being outside having to guess what they were doing; how they were doing it.

My mind went back to more basic thoughts. Was he bigger than Marcel, the black guy who could always make her climax, the one guy who got her to heights I could only dream of getting her too as I fucked her; was he as good as Leon the guy she also had a real thing about and also knew just how to fuck her.

My eyes once more flicked towards the clock, 40 minutes and if on cue I saw the handle was slowly moving downwards. The door opened slowly and his head peered out to look around. The spa was very quiet today and not many people were around with the coast clear he slipped out and closed the door behind him. He retrieved his mop and as if nothing had happened he started mopping round the door once more before moving off.

I finished my beer and got up and walked towards the door wondering what I was going to find. How was she; had I done right leaving her alone with him? I opened the door and looked inside, there she was, laying across the bench with legs parted and cum dribbling down from her pussy between the cheeks of her firm sexy ass onto the bench.

I walked in closing the door behind me which made a click. She opened her eyes at the sound and jumped up and hugged me, “Oh Mark, thank you so much, I’m so pleased you left us on our own.” She kissed me and I could feel her body trembling as I held her.

“How was it?”I asked.

“Phew, let’s get our things and go back. I’ll tell you all about it’.

Once inside the cabana we went straight and lay side-by-side on the bed. I loosened my shorts and eased out my aching erection. She looked at me with a smile and then started telling me what happened. She told me how she relaxed in the Jacuzzi once I had left, she really didn’t think anyone would come in but not long after I left she heard the handle of the door. “I was about to say ‘not yet Mark’ when a young black guy looked in.

“He said, ‘sorry, I didn’t know anyone was in here.

“I told him ‘it’s ok, do what you have to do’. He looked at me saying, ‘I know what I would like to do’

“’Oh yeah, tell me’ I replied, and he removed his shorts, sat on the side of the Jacuzzi calling me over to him.

“I couldn’t take my eyes off his large black cock, he wasn’t as big as Marcel but bigger than Jamel. He parted his legs as he stroked his cock looking down at me saying ‘suck it’. I did as he said; can you believe it, I was in the Jacuzzi sucking his cock deeply into my mouth?

“He grabbed my hair, not nasty, but pulling my head back and forth on his cock. I did ******* on it to start with but soon I deep throated him which he loved. I could feel pre-cum dribbling from his cock down my throat as, I squeezed his ball and sucked him off.

“I wanted his cock in me so much. I got out of the Jacuzzi and laid on the floor and he moved next to me. We kissed and he fingered me his fingers thrusting hard into me as I stroked his cock.

“Within no time I felt my body starting to tremble. He said ‘good girl’ as he moved me onto my back and, parting my legs, he went down on me, licking my pussy so hard. He sucked on my clit and reached up squeezing my tits; I loved that and lifted my hips up pushing my pussy into his face.

“He pushed two fingers hard into me, thrusting them hard as he licked my clitoris, again I was shaking as my body went warm, I whispered to him ‘that’s it, oh fuck yes’ as I cum for a second time.

“He pulled me up and pushed me towards the bench. Standing behind me he lifted my leg up onto it and, at last, I felt the tip of his black cock against my pussy. I pushed back as he moved forward and the tip of his cock slipped into me. He pushed a little deeper; Oh god Mark, his cock was so thick, my poor little pussy was stretching tightly round his cock.

“He held my waist telling me how tight my pussy was as he pushed another inch into me; the deeper he went in the more my pussy stretched open. He gripped my waist as he pushed it all into me, I jumped at the size of him as he eased back, then he just started thrusting hard and fast fucking me in that position.

“I pushed back onto him helping him going as deep as he could into me. I whispered something like, ‘oh god yes, fuck me, give me that black cock’. He loved me saying that and came back with, ‘I’m going to cum in your married white pussy’. He kept thrusting into me and I felt yet another climax building then I did something I have never done before.”

I asked, “What was that?”

She looked at me, “Mark, I squirted on his cock and it went everywhere I was so wet.”

I pictured the sight and my cock gave a twitch, “Wow, that’s awesome,” I said slowly stroking myself, “but go on; tell me what happened next.”

She continued, “As I looked down at the mess I was thinking, ‘Please Mark don’t come back, let me fuck this guy without you being around’ and with that he pulled back laying me across the bench. He moved between my legs and I raised them either side of his waist. Straightaway his cock was back inside me so deeply and he was fucking me so hard, really slamming into me.

“I kept saying ‘give me that black cock, fuck my married pussy’; he loved it, me talking this way and then I felt his finger moving round the hole to my ass. I jerked as I felt him push it into my ass as he fucked me.

“He told me he was close, ‘where do you want my cum?’ he asked, ‘mouth or pussy’. I looked at him saying ‘cum in me, my pussy is yours’. He smiled at me as he thrusted back and forth and I felt his large balls slapping against my ass, ‘shoot in me, give me your cum, flood my womb’ I told him.

“I felt my arms being pinned over my head as he continued thrusting so deeply into me, moments later I felt his cum shooting in me shot after shot hitting my womb, we were both shaking as breathing so deeply.

“It was then I thought, ‘Thank you Mark for not coming back,’ it made it so much more exciting this time for me, knowing you were outside as I took another black cock. He got up saying ‘wow, you are one hot fuck.’ We both smiled at that as I laid there, my legs parted and his cum dribbling from my pussy down between the cheeks of my ass onto the bench.

“Then, do you know what he did next? He took his phone out of his shorts and took a photo of my pussy leaking his cum. I thought, ‘How odd but how kinky,’ so I parted the lips of my pussy for him so he could take another one. He said ‘thank you lady’ and he just left. After the door closed I heard the handle again knowing this time it would be you; you know the rest.”

I looked at Sally, “What was his name?”

She giggled saying, “I have no idea, it was his black cock I wanted not his name.” We both laughed as I hugged her.

“So, what do you want to do tonight?” I asked. She looked at me with a sly grin that told me what she was hoping to do tonight.

As we laid there in bed, she looked at me again, laying there on my back, my stiff cock in hand, saying, “Thank you for leaving me alone today as I got fucked.”

I smiled to her saying, “Well, it sure sounded hot, and you enjoyed it, that’s the main thing.”

She replied, “Mark, you sure seem to be enjoying this new life style we are falling into.”

“Only while we are here,” I told her.

She responded to that with a giggle, “We will see about that.”

I looked at the clock, it was only 2.30, so I suggested we catch the last of the afternoon sun. I got up from the bed, tucked my stiff cock back into my swim shorts and heading outside. Sally joined not long after wearing her red bikini looking as hot as ever.

We ordered a beer as we talked, laughing together. Sally seemed to be enjoying being with me for once and I was making the most of it.

The afternoon passed quickly which was a shame, we only had two days left of our holiday after tonight. I was now hoping we could be together with no other distractions, but I was guessing that’s not going to happen and would have to wait for normal life to begin once we get home.

We went inside sorting ourselves out, we both had showers and got dressed, Sally wearing a short strapless elastic top. She was bra-less under it and her nipples were pressing against the thin fabric. She completed her outfit with a short skirt with a tiny pair of white lacy panties.

We headed out towards the beach restaurant/bar where we had dinner before moving to the bar for a *******. As we went from one place to another Sally was getting plenty of looks from other guests and staff, just as she wanted and how she likes it. She has discovered a hidden passion for flashing her body on this holiday and it turns her on knowing she is being looked at and the centre of attention.

We sat at the bar and Sally crossed her legs making her short skirt rise up her thighs. I caught my breath as I looked at her tanned legs looking so good and, from where I was sitting, the glimpse of her pussy covered by the briefest white thong. We sat having a few more drinks and then the lights dimmed, the music started and Sally grabbed my hand pulling me to the dance floor.

She rubbed her firm sexy body against me and as we danced my hands moved over her body. She felt so good, I ran my hand down her back squeezing her ass gently; it was the closest I had been with her all holiday. She looked at me saying, “You naughty boy, you know the rules.”

I moved my hand away laughing, “Can’t blame me for trying.”

We continued drinking and dancing the night away, we had plenty to ******* and were both feeling a bit giggly. However, I wasn’t too inebriated to notice that she kept looking towards a black guy sitting in the corner. Damn, this guy looked a real piece of work; with a small scar down the side of his face the label of ‘thug’ wasn’t inappropriate. I hadn’t seen him around the complex before and I asked a passing waiter if the guy worked here. “Yes, he’s one of the labourers. Don’t let his looks fool you, he’s harmless.”

Sally gave every indication that she was more than a little attracted towards him. Crazy, if she saw someone like that at home she would have run a mile.

It seemed to me that the relaxed way of life here in Jamaica had made her drop her guard and she was a completely different person to the one who had left home with me to fly here. Add in the heady mix of the hot weather and the strong ******* and she had transformed into a complete slut. I wondered if this the real reason of her going behind my back to have sex with any black guy here. Her using my affair as an excuse for what she was doing was just another element in the fantasy world that she had created and was enjoying. Her punishment of me was just another scenario that fed her imagination along with all the other stuff such as the nudist beach encounters with ‘Daddy’ and ‘Uncle’. God, what kind of woman was I now married to?

I mulled these thoughts over in my mind as I watched as he continued looking and followed every move Sally made.

He got up and walked towards the bar and where we were sitting. His eyes didn’t stray from running up and down Sally’s body and he managed to find a gap at the bar alongside her; he smiled at her and Sally blushed slightly as she smiled back to him. He ordered himself a ******* and turned to her and asked if she wanted one. I was surprised when she replied, “Yes please I’ll have a rum and coke and easy on the ice.” He didn’t ask me.

Once he had his ******* he moved back to his seat in the corner drinking it slowly. All the while he couldn’t take his eyes off her. Sally seemed quite relaxed which was more than I could claim for I was desperate to go and have a Pee. I made my excuses to her and went to the toilet feeling a little uneasy about leaving her there on her own with this guy looking at her.

When I returned Sally wasn’t on her barstool. I looked around and wasn’t surprised to see her sitting next to the guy. She was looking at him as he talked to her and never gave any indication that she had noticed I had returned. I sat back on my stool and watched as she shook her head, and then as she put her glass down on the table he reached out squeezing her hand. I saw her jump slightly but she didn’t pull it away.

They talked heads together for a little while longer and then the DJ put some number on that everyone had been dancing to since we’d been here. The ‘thug’ got up and taking her hand led her to the dance floor. They quickly got into the rhythm and they danced both of them laughing as he held her close looking down at her. He was a good 6 foot 6 inches tall and had legs and arms like tree trucks. I took a mouthful of ******* watching them, knowing where this might be going, “No, surely it’s not going to be him,” I was thinking.

As they danced Sally suddenly stumbled, falling forward. He caught her and gathered her in his arms and they stood still looking deeply at each other as she caught her breath. He eased her closer towards him and she looked up at him as they talked. Whatever he had asked her she responded by nodding. As she pulled away, she looked round and saw me watching them. She said something to him and he led her back to the bar and her stool.

“Good job he caught you,” I said as she leaned against the stool.

She was clearly a little worst for the ******* and with a slur she told me, “He was ok; not as scary as he looks.”

I helped her onto her seat thinking that she might fall down if she didn’t sit down. I called for some cold water and held her hand as she sipped and waited for her head to clear.

“Shall we go back?” I asked.

“Not yet, can we wait until he has gone? I don’t want him following us,” she replied. This told me she may have been a little scared of him or was there another reason. A few moments later he got up and headed towards the door. He looked round at Sally and gave her a wink as he left.

We gave ourselves a short time to finish our drinks and then we headed towards the door. It was a shame to leave this place as it was buzzing but I felt better once we were outside.

We walked towards our cabana me supporting her as she carefully found her feet along the uneven path. I gave a start when I felt Sally grip my hand tightly as we heard, “Sally you came.”

We turned and there was the ‘thug’ walking towards us. Sally let go of my hand and stood swaying slightly but otherwise not moving. He was soon next to us and he held out his hand. After what she had just said to me I was taken aback to see her reach her hand out letting him take it.

She moved closer to him and I heard her whisper, “Come this way,” and without waiting for him to respond she moved off the path down a very dark walkway leading to nowhere. I followed them as they walked in front of me. The short path was a dead-end and led only to a grassy bank; he stopped and sat down on the grass pulling Sally to sit next to him.

He leant down and began kissing her. She tipped her head back and I thought, “What the fuck is she doing?” as he eased her down onto her back. Their mouths were still locked together as his hand moved up her leg, she helpfully parted them so he wasn’t impeded.

His hand reached her small panties and I could see him stroking her pussy against them. Sally gave a deep sigh. I thought, “God, surely not. Not here where anyone passing along the walkway could see us,” but here she was, legs parted, letting him touch her and liking it by the sounds coming from her mouth.

I sat opened mouth as his hand slipped inside her panties. Clearly he was now fingering her as she moved her hips slowly and I could hearing her juices as his finger slipped back and forth into her cunt.

She moved her hand down to stroke him between his legs. She gasped loudly, “Oh god, you’re massive,” she whispered,

He laughed, “You’re love it once it’s in your pussy.”

Sally sighed loudly as he pulled her top down releasing her breasts. As they fell free her nipples looked to harden as the cool breeze touched her.

He was now fingering her hard and she was moving her hips faster, breathing heavily, whispering, “Ahhh, ahhhh, ahhhhh.” He reached down and tugged at the tie around his waist opening his trousers. He took Sally’s hand and guided it inside his pants. She squealed, “Oh fuck, you’re far too big for me.”

He smiled that crooked grin and held her hand there saying, “Stroke it; make it hard.”

She made no further protest and did just that, stroking it softly at first but slowly building up speed. Neither did she complain when with one hand he started easing her panties down over her hips towards her knees. Sally kicked them free parting her legs wider for him. I could now see his fat fingers going so deeply into her making squishing noises as he finger-fucked her.

He looked over to me saying, “Think your lady wants some black cock, what do you think?”

I didn’t know what to say as I sat still opened mouthed not believing she was letting him do this to her. He looked down at her, “Tell him Sally, tell him you want my black cock don’t you?”

She looked over to me with a look that said it all. I interpreted her nod as saying, “Yes Mark, I want him and his big black cock.”

They changed positions and he lay on his back as he eased his trousers and pants down to his ankles. Sally knelt by his side facing me and as she lowered her head she stroked his massive black cock. He was huge and I thought, “He will rip her in half with that cock.” My opinion was realised when I watched as she opened wide and had the greatest difficulty getting even the tip into her mouth.

She stretched her mouth wider and managed to take in an inch; her head went lower and she took more of his cock into her mouth. “That’s it Sally, make that cock nice and hard for your pussy,” he told her as she was sucked him harder, his massive cock glistening from her saliva now covering it.

She stroked his cock hard, running her lips up and down the side of it, licking his balls, sucking on one as she wanked him even harder, he groaned, “Yes Sally, that feels so good.”

He held her head, pulling it down on his massive cock saying, “Yeah baby, take it deeper.”

She did just as he asked but she still had what looked like 4 inches to go. She was gagging as she couched and was literally *******. He ignored her distress and just said, “Take it all the way down baby.”

She tried to lower her head further but then pulled back, spluttering and coughing, saying, “I can’t take anymore.” He didn’t say anything as she released him from her mouth but just moved his hand over her ass and shoved his finger into her anus and thrust back into hard and fast.

She squealed as he roughly finger-fucked her ass but made no protest; she just lay back on the grass and parted her legs wider for him as he knelt between them still with his finger up her ass. He then leant down to suck her nipples. With his free hand he took his massive cock and aimed it against her pussy. She closed her eyes tightly knowing what was coming next and waited for his cock to enter her.

He looked at her, “Let’s see if you’re wet enough for my cock.” He pulled his finger from her ass and slipped it straight into her cunt, “Mmm, yes you are,”’ he told her.

“I’m going to make you groan like a slut,” he told her as the tip of his cock opened her pussy.

I watched in horror as inch by inch he pushed it into her pussy. “Oh fuck, you’re massive,” she cried out.

“I’m your darkest fantasy,”’ he told her, “you want my black cock, don’t you?”

Sally nodded and in a voice that I didn’t recognise said, “Give me that fucking massive black cock you mom fucker.”

He started fucking her slowly to start with and, my god, soon his black cock was pounding into her. “Oh fuck, harder you black bastard,” she told him; she had nearly all his cock inside her and her pussy looked like it was about to be ripped as his cock was so close to being fully inside her.

Sally let out a long sigh, “Oh god, I’m cumming on your monster cock.” She was shaking so hard in time with his thrusting back and forth. He was sucking her nipples and I could hear her juices flooding from her as he slammed into her, “Oh God you’re so deep ...” she called out and then screamed, “.... YESSS, I’m cumming again, don’t stop, give me it all.”

He lifted her legs over her shoulders and pushed his cock down hard deeply back into her pussy. “Oh fuck, its going deeper...” she told him, “.... Oh fuck, oh god, my pussy is tingling; Oh fuck I’m cumming again.”

“Jeez, that’s three times in no time,” I thought.

He lowered her legs as he fucked her to the finish, “Oh god Sally you’re so fucking tight, I’m so close, get that pussy ready,” he told her.

He lay still as he started to cum inside her pussy. “Oh fuck Mark, his flooding me, there’s so much of it,” she told me as she breathed deeply.

They laid there with his cock still buried inside her. God knows how much cum he had pumped into her. She looked at me bleary-eyed , “I’m so full of his black spunk,” she said with a smile.

They clumsily disengaged and his cock flopped from her cum filled pussy. He looked at me with a smirk and said, “Did you enjoy that, cuckold?”

I nodded weakly. I wasn’t sure if he realised just how turned on I was that I had just watched her once again being fucked by a black guy.

He helped her up and her legs wobbled under her as he held her. He kissed her on the cheek and said, “You’re a good fuck, just as Marcel said you was.”

Sally looked at him in horror. “Oh yes, he has told us all about you,” he said with a laugh. She went very quiet and her shoulders seemed to slump as she absorbed what he had just said.

Without any further words they sorted themselves out. The ‘thug’ disappeared without a backward glance and we headed back towards our cabana; once there we went inside.

Sally slipped out of her clothes and headed to the shower; I undressed and got into bed to wait for her. Some 10 minutes later she came out and got into bed alongside me. I expected her to make some comment about what the ‘thug’ had said but, no, she just said, “Oh god Mark, my pussy is still tingling from his fuck, it was so good.”

I turned the light off thinking that’s another two loads she has taken today.

 

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Day 13

Sally turned to me as we both woke up and I held her in my arms as we kissed each other, “good morning.”

She asked, “Did you enjoy watching me last night?”

I nodded replying, “Mmm, I did. I was just surprised you fucked a guy who looked like a thug.”

She laughed and told me, “A lot of women like a bad boy, it’s a women thing.”

With that we got out of bed and got ourselves ready for what was our last 48 hours here in Jamaica.

I waited for Sally to join me outside wondering what slutty swimsuit she would be wearing today. I didn’t have to wonder for long and I nearly choked on my water as she appeared wearing a tiny yellow bikini, the strapless stringed top only just covered her nipples and the bottoms was just a very small thong with small strings just sitting on her waist. She gave a twirl and asked, “Like it?”

“Very sexy,” I replied.

We lay back on our sun loungers waiting for the beach bar to open so we could get breakfast. I passed her a bottle of water and she turned onto her tummy resting her head on her arms looking at me, “How’s my little cuck today?”

I laughed, “You love calling me that, don’t you?”

Sally nodded, “Well that’s what you are now, aren’t you?”

I knew she was right; watching her as she fucked a black guy had been so exciting.

I didn’t answer but just said, “Let’s go for a walk while we wait for breakfast.”

She nodded and got up and slipped on her flip flops. We wandered hand-in-hand and it wasn’t long before she had caught the attention of most of the guys on the beach who were keenly watching her in this very skimpy bikini, her firm sexy ass swaying as we passed them by.

The sun felt so warm and with the equally warm sea lapping up over our feet we walked round the cove seeing a totally deserted beach before us. It was still early and I gave a small shudder of delight as Sally gave my hand a gentle squeeze. We stopped and I looked at her and leaning down I kissed her soft lips, my hand moving slowly up and down along her spine.

Sally pulled back, “Mark, what the fuck you doing? You only do anything like that when I tell you; remember your place.”

“Ok,” I meekly replied and we continued walking. Suddenly from behind we heard a familiar booming laugh followed by, “Sally, hi there.”

Sally turned both of us knowing it was Leon we could hear, however, he was not alone for walking with him was Rufus.

She let my hand go and left me standing there as she run off towards them. Leon had his arms open and she jumped into them as she had done many nights ago. She gave him a passionate kissed as he squeezed her ass then he put her down and she turned to Rufus and gave him an equally loving kiss.

I walked back towards them in time to hear him tell her it was their day off and that they planned to relax here as it’s always deserted apart from the small bar that was set back near the road.

Rufus unfolded his large blanket as did Leon. From a bag they pulled out bottled water and some fruit and whilst making themselves comfortable he looked at Sally, “Care to join us for a while?” he asked.

Without another word being said or her even asking what I wanted she sat down on his blanket. What could I do? Having just agreed with her that I was now her cuckold I had to accept that my needs or what I thought didn’t matter to her anymore so I sat down on the sand a few feet away from them.

Leon and Rufus removed their vests as they sat down and Sally moved up to sit between them. I thought, “Surely not, it is still so early,” but how wrong was I. She lay back as Rufus leant down to kiss her, his hand easing her bikini top up over her breast. From the other side Leon moved down kissing her tummy his hand pulling the tie of her bikini bottoms and pulling it down over her hips.

Rufus was now licking and sucking each nipple in turn as Leon knelt between her legs and I cringed as I watched his fingers open the lips of her pussy and he dipped his head down and his tongue went to work on her swollen clitoris.

Sally was already letting out long signs of pleasure, moving her hips as Rufus kissed her tits and squeezing her groin as Leon probed his tongue into her.

Rufus pulled his shorts down kicking them free. Sally reached up and straightaway started stroking his large cock which was not much smaller than Leon’s. Leon likewise pulled his shorts down and as he did so Rufus moved to his knees and lifted Sally’s head gently turning it towards his cock. She opened her mouth and gratefully took it deeply while Leon continued licking her pussy and probed a finger into her.

They played like this for few minutes and then Leon grunted something and they changed places. She was now sucking Leon as Rufus licked her, fingered her, sucked her clit. Sally’s body begun shaking and she let out muffled sounds telling them she was cumming. Leon eased back as she took long deep breaths, “Oh fuck, that was so intense,” she groaned as Rufus lifted his head, his chin covered with her juices.

Leon laid down his black cock sticking up and looking so big, hard and thick. Sally moved over him and straddled her legs either side of his body. She looked down at him, lowering her head they kissed, and moved so her pussy was positioned over the tip of his hard cock. He eased his hips upwards and he slipped inside her as she lowered down on him taking him fully.

“Oh fuck Leon, it’s so big, oh God,” she cried out. He held her there neither of them moving other than his hands which parted her cheeks of her ass. Rufus moved up behind her and with his legs either side of the pair of them he rubbed his black cock between the cheeks of her ass coming to rest at her puckered hole. Sally looked back at Rufus with an expression of horror as she realised what was about to happen.

She closed her eyes biting her bottom lip waiting to feel Rufus pushing his cock into her ass. He pushed forward and she screamed out, “Oh fuckkkkkkkkkk,” as the tip of his cock went into her tight ass. He held still for a moment before pushing a little deeper.

Sally opened her eyes wide, “Oh my god, I’m being ripped open,” as he went deeper still. “Is that all of it?”

Rufus grunted, “Almost.”

She sobbed and wailed, “Push it all in, do it,” and with one last thrust he fully entered her ass, “Oh Ffffffuck, my pussy and ass ........”.

Slowly they started easing back and forth into each hole, both in time with each other, looking like they had done this many times I was thinking as I looked on with a mixture of disgust and fascination. I had heard of Double Penetration, “DP”, but this was the first time I had actually witnessed it and it was happening to my wife. Her holes were full of cock and as they started thrusting a little harder so she cried out in confusion, “Oh fuck it hurts; ughh, oh no, it’s nice; oh keep going; oh fuck the pain, oh fuck the pleasure...” and so forth. I lay there with my hand in my shorts stroking my rigid cock as I watched her being abused.

Leon reached up to squeeze her tits in his large black hands and we heard Rufus grunting, “Her ass is so tight.”

Sally raised her head from the towel and looked over at me, “Oh god Mark, they are fucking me so good,” she hissed through clenched teeth then her voice raised a pitch as she squealed, “...oh fuck I’m cumming again,”’ her body shaking violently between them.

Rufus pulled his stiff and very wet looking cock from her ass and rolled over to lie on his back. Leon also disengaged and pushed her off his prone body and suddenly they had changed positions with Sally moving over Rufus to ride him reverse cowgirl style whilst Leon had stood up to stand in front of her holding her head as he feed her his large cock. She took him as deep as she could and she was about an inch from taking him all as she coughed and choked on him with tears running down her cheeks as she mouth fucked him.

Rufus was thrusting upwards as hard as she came down on his cock; God they were giving her a good seeing too for sure. All her holes were being fucked and she was loving acting the part of being more slutty than normal.

Sally reached behind her resting her hands on Rufus’s chest as she rolled her hips over his cock buried to the root inside her. Leon held her head back a little and managed to push his cock deeper into her mouth, I could see that he must be down her throat as she sucked hard her cheeks being sucked inwards.

He mouth-fucked her like this for what seemed like ages and then before he cum he eased her off and pulled his cock out of her panting mouth. She looked disappointed but before she could say anything Rufus turned her onto her hands and knees and with his cock slimy from her cum juices he grabbed her hair and made her bend down to take him into her mouth. Leon knelt behind her gripping her waist holding her there as he stuffed his cock deeply into her, “Oh god Sally, you’re so wet,” he told her as he thrusted long and deeply into her, her breasts rocking to and fro as he fucked her just like a rutting dog.

Leon got into a rhythm and was now pounding hard into her, gripping her waist tightly pulling her back. Sally responded by jerking her head up releasing Rufus and crying out, “Oh fuck; fuck me Leon, Fuck me....” Her words became a mumble as Leon continued pumping into her and she lowered her head to once more give some attention to Rufus whose cock was bobbing in front of her. She reached out and rubbed him hard and fast bringing her head down to lick up the pre-cum which was streaming from his black cock. I groaned at the sight before me as my own cock was similarly leaking copious amounts of the same slippery slick fluid. I struggled to breathe as I rubbed my emissions over my knob.

With one hard thrust Leon told her, “Here it cums Sally,” and as he held her still, Sally tipped her head back and looked at me, “That’s it, oh god, he’s cumming so hard Mark.”

Leon was visibly shaking behind her as he pulled back and slipped out of her gaping pussy I saw the last few drops of his spunk dribbling from the tip of his cock onto the blanket.

He collapsed onto the blanket breathing heavily as Sally fell onto her side to lie alongside him. She lay on her back with her legs spread wide and put her hand down to touch herself, her finger moving along the lips of her pussy, “Oh god Mark, there is so much ...”’ she told me her voice trailing off just as Rufus moved over her.

He knelt between her spread legs and leaned forward to kiss her. As he did so the tip of his rigid cock slipped so easy into her cum filled pussy and soon they both started thrusting against each other. Leon was alongside leaning on one elbow watching with a smile on his face as Rufus fucked her; I was lying on my back on the sand furiously wanking with my shorts pulled down to my knees; we both had no trouble hearing Sally moaning, “Oh my god, fill me up Rufus, shoot your cum in me.”

Rufus slammed hard into her and Sally gripped his ass pulling him as far into her as he could go. She raised her legs so he could fuck her deeper and he moved onto his knees just as Sally screamed, “Fuck me Rufus, give me your cum.

Their pace slowed and then they both seemed to hold still as Rufus, his buttocks twitching, grunted, “Arrgg, there you go Sally, take my cum.”

She squealed and I guessed that she was reacting to feeling his hot seed spurting into her. She turned her head with pleasure written all over her face, “Mark, his filling me, I’m taking another cum load,”’ she said as my own orgasm overflowed to cover my hand and the sand beneath me.

We all laid on our backs each in our way gasping for breath. Sally was between her two lovers with holding both of their cocks in her tiny hands. She turned first to Leon and gave him a deep kiss then she turned and kissed Rufus just as passionately. I felt that my presence was deliberately being ignored but then I was almost grateful when Leon looked at me and said, “Mark, run up to the bar and get the beers.” I scrabbled to my feet and did as he commanded.

I returned to the guys who had just fucked my wife with the drinks. They were still sitting as I had left them. I passed a beer to Sally and went back to my patch on the sand and drank mine.

Leon broke the conversation he was having and looked over to me, “Wow Sally, you have him well trained.” They all laughed at me as I sat squirming and feeling both embarrassed and humiliated.

Sally stood up and said, “God, I need some food after that.” They all laughed again and with her giving them both a chaste kiss we left them lying on their towels and we headed back to the complex. I was amazed that for all the noise they had been making that there was still nobody around to have witnessed what must have been the most blatant show she had performed since we had been there.

I was still mulling that thought over when we stopped to get some breakfast before returning to our sun loungers to enjoy the rest of the day.

My mind was still in overdrive and I thought to myself, Grief, could there be anything else that she might get up to before our holiday came to an end? I didn’t have to wait long for that question to be answered.

*******

We spent the afternoon lounging and occasionally swimming in the sea together. We splashed about in the shallows and one time Sally placed her arms round my neck and moved closer to me. She kissed my cheek whispering in my ear, “Mark, have a little feel; see if I’m still leaking their cum from this morning.”

I pulled her closer and slipped my hand inside her bikini bottoms to slide my finger inside her swollen pussy. I nodded, “You sure are.”

Sally giggled, “I’m so pleased we went for that walk before breakfast this morning. You looked as if you were enjoying it too.”

Sally was still giggling as we walked out the sea and headed towards our sun loungers. I ordered a couple of rum cocktails knowing how much she enjoyed having a few drinks during the late afternoon. She laid back her eyes closed, a picture of contentment. A few guys walked up and down the beach their heads turning towards Sally eyeing her as they passed by her lounger. She noticed the attention through her half-closed lids and she obliged by lazily parting her legs so they could see her thong-covered pussy.

The afternoon wore on and the rum was taking its toll as we got more under the influence of the alcohol. I looked at her saying, “I think we need a little sleep if we are going out tonight.” Sally nodded her agreement and she slowly got off the sun lounger. As she meandered her way along the path to our cabana in front of me I looked at her sexy ass thinking, “Rufus had his cock in there this morning.”

After a couple of hours sleep we awoke refreshed ready for the evening and whatever might lie ahead. Sally was in a playful mood and she gripped my arm lifting it around her shoulder, her fingers moving up and down stroking the hair on my chest. I gave her a hug and as. I held her in my arms I asked with mock seriousness, “So bitch, you going to fuck some black cock tonight?”

Sally sat up, “I sure am my little cuckold.” We both laughed as we got up to get ready.

I showered after Sally and as I walked out I looked at her to see her standing there in a short black mini skirt, a near sheer top showing her half cup white lacy bra. She lifted her short skirt to show me her matching very thin panties. I’m sure she saw my cock give a twitch under the towel I had wrapped around my waist.

We ate dinner then headed towards the reception to order a taxi. We had but a short time before it arrived and to hear, the taxi driver calling out our names. I half expected to see Jamal the driver who had fucked her when we had been picked up from the nudist beach a few days back but, no, it was not him. We headed towards him and he smiled saying as he held open the rear door, “Where are we off to then?”

Sally said, “Can you take us to a club the locals go to please.”

He looked at her sceptically replying, “Lady, are you sure, it can be dangerous out there? There’s a lot of crazy people about.”

Sally laughed, “Let’s go.”

We left the hotel and the road was getting darker the longer he drove. I was getting nervous as to where he was taking us; there didn’t seem to be anything suggesting civilisation from my view out of the window at all. Suddenly as if to confound my fears out of the darkest came sight a brightly lit place at the end of the road we were travelling. Even from this distance you could hear the music from down the road.

It was dark and very loud. I paid our driver and said I’d give a call when we wanted to be picked up. He drove off and taking Sally’s hand we moved towards the bright lights of the bar. We got to the bar and I looked round to see that the only other white people in there were three ladies each one hanging on the arm of a black guy. We got our drinks and I noticed that almost every other black guy in the place was eyeing Sally. She was very much aware of the attention she was attracting but just nonchalantly stood with her back to bar and looking round said, “Wow, this is a lively place.”

“... and bloody dangerous.” I added.

She gave me a withering look, “Oh Mark, lighten up.”

As I turned to order a second ******* a black guy moved between us and started talking to Sally. The music was pounding loud and to make himself heard he was leaning close and their heads were almost touching as he talked into her ear. She laughed at whatever he said and with no hesitation she offered her hand and he led her towards the dance floor. The first number was a fast song and they kind of swayed sexily in front of each other. The music hardly broke before changing to a slow tune and I watched as he moved his arms round her as she placed her arms round his neck. They seemed to mould into each other as they moved slowly, their eyes fixed on each other.

I saw a free table just as they came back to the bar and I diverted them over to it. We all made to sit down and he very firmly made sure he sat between us on the sofa. He turned his back to me ignoring me as he spoke with her. Again with the music so loud I wasn’t able to hear what was being said but I could see they were laughing together as he moved a little closer towards her.

A waiter came round, so I ordered two rums for Sally and me and asked the black guy what he wanted. He looked at the waiter (but not at me) and told him he would have just a bottle of water. He turned back to Sally and slipped his arm round the back of the sofa placing it round her shoulder; his other hand moved under the table to touch her knee.

Another slow song come on and she grabbed his hand, “Let’s dance.” He followed her and they again moved into each other’s arms leaving me seated there to watch. Once more they only had eyes for each other and she gave no resistance when he lowered his head to kiss her. I could see she had her eyes closed as they kissed and slowly moved round in a circle as the music played.

I sat there watching as she reeled in her prey for the night. She was doing all her tricks and I saw him slowly rotating his groin against her. Sally pressed her body against him as the kissing continued and I then noticed that there were lots of black guys were also watching. I’m thinking that they were waiting for them to part so they could move in and have a piece of her.

The music stopped and before anyone else could make a move on her Sally returned telling me, “Michael wants to show us his car. He said if you’re ok with it he can drive us back.”

“Oh, it’s Michael now, is it?” I thought as I paid our bill and then followed them outside. My sarcastic thoughts about him was overridden by a sense of relief that we had an escape from what seemed to be quite a threatening place.

The car park was in darkness but with only a few cars there it wasn’t difficult to find Michael’s for as I approached from I saw one with the front doors open. I walked over to see Michael sitting in the passenger seat but then did a double-take for as I walked round looking at the car I hadn’t noticed that Sally had also got in and was sitting on his lap facing him.

I walked round to see them kissing. Her short skirt had ridden up around her waist and as they kissed he was caressing the smooth cheeks of her ass. She leaned back against the dashboard to give herself room and I watched as she reached down to pull his trouser zip down before fumbling inside and easing out his large cock. It popped up between her spread thighs and he moved his hands from her butt to pull her small panties to one side. As he did so she grabbed him and began to rub the tip of his large black cock between the lips of her pussy.

He whispered, “I want that sweet married pussy.”

She gave him that giggle and lifting herself up she placed the tip of his cock against the opening of her pussy before carefully lowering herself down taking the bulbous knob inside. Slowly she eased down as inch by inch disappeared inside her.

“Oh god, you feel so hot,” he murmured as she sat on him with his cock buried inside her to the root. I stood by the open door feeling like a voyeur ... which of course was exactly what I was as my cock began the familiar stirring.

He squeezed her ass and lifted her up a little before bringing her down hard onto his cock, “Oh fuck yesss, fuck me,” she cried out as they began thrusting hard against each other. Sally looked towards me standing there with my shorts tenting from my obvious erection. She smiled telling me she was getting pure pleasure from her latest black cock.

Michael looked out at me, “Fuck man, this pussy feels so good round my cock,” and they both laughed returning to their fuck. It was a hard passionate fuck with no romance involved as neither of them cared about each other emotionally; they just wanted to fuck each other.

As I stood there with my hand in my pocket stroking my cock I was aware of three other guys walking towards the car. They came up behind me and they were soon watching the fuck scene as I was. One of them asked, “Is this your wife?”

I nodded shamefully and the three of them sblackmaned. They pushed me to one side and began to encourage them as they cheered their mate on with, “Go on man, fuck that white pussy ... fuck the bitch ... cum in the white cunt ... “ and such. My heart chilled when one of them said, “I’m next, ok man?” This scared me a little.

Michael and Sally were lost in their fuck to care what was happening outside the car, he was really slamming her down hard on his cock; Sally looked at him mumbling, “Oh my god, fuckkkkk, oh god, yesssss ...”

Michael replied, “Good girl,” which told me she had cum on his black cock.

“Cum for me, cum in me,” she told him as the three other guys moved closer watching them.

She bounced hard on his cock as he shoved upwards into her with her holding onto his shoulders for support. He suddenly held her still and grunted, “Here it comes ... oh fuck yessssss,” as he bucked under her holding her immobile on his cock.

They sat there gasping as they sank down from their orgasmic climax. Michael slumped back in his seat; she leaned back against the dash with her eyes closed. Two of the black guys moved in and between them they lifted her off Michael’s still stiff but dripping cock. They eased her out of her seat and leaned her against the car where they yanked her panties down to her ankles. We all saw the cum dribbling out of her pussy as they lowered her to her knees. Sally looked up with a dazed expression and gabbled, “What the fuck!”

The three guys moved to surround her; they all had their hard long cocks out stroking them. She looked up knowing what was expected of her and opened her mouth. The one in front of her slipped his black cock into her mouth and with the practised manner of a slut she reached out to take the other two cocks in her hands. She stroked them as she sucked on the cock in her mouth then one of them said, “I want some of that pussy.” With that they pulled her to her feet and opened the back door and pushed her inside to lie on the seat with her legs dangling out of the car. One of the guys moved between her spread legs and grabbed her to pull him closer to him. . Michael looked back at them from the front seat his cock still exposed and lying obscenely across his groin. We all moved a little closer so that we could see her attacker ram his cock hard into her. She screamed out as it went fully into her with one thrust, “Oh god, it’s so fucking big,” she screamed. (I thought, “How many times have I heard her say that this past week”).

“Oh god, fuck meee ....” she told him.

“Move your fucking hips, Bitch,” he growled back at her. She did just that.

As he fucked her he reached and pulled her top open and shoved her bra up over her breasts. He leaned down and bit her nipple as his hips slapped hard against her. His head jerked up, “Oh fuck man, I’m going to fill this pussy,” he called out.

“Yesss, go on, do it, fill me with your cum,” she told him and moments later he gave a final thrust and laid still over her, his ass clenched tight unloading his balls into her.

He shuffled away from the car with his trousers round his ankles and his black cock covered in white cum from her juices and the two loads now inside her pussy, “Wow man, she is one hot fuck,” he told the other two. Sally just laid there, legs still parted and now with two loads of cum running freely from her pussy.

One of the other guys moved forward to take his mate’s place and dropped his shorts down to his ankles. Sally looked at him biting her bottom lip as she looked at his stiff black cock before gripping his ass and pulling him into her.

He didn’t seem to be as aggressive as the other guy and was slower as he entered her but he was soon fucking her hard as she placed her arms round his neck. They kissed as he thrusted back and forth fucking her cum-filled pussy from the two guys she had already fucked before him, “Oh god yes, I’m having a black cock gangbang,” she cried out.

“I’m so near, open your mouth bitch,” he told her and he pulled out fast to move up towards her face. Sally lifted her head and with her opening her mouth wide, he stroked his cock rapidly to shoot his spunk over her face and into her mouth. She laughed as the spurts hit her and held out her tongue to make sure she caught the streams. She was still licking her lips when he moved away from the car.

He staggered to one side to join his mate who was still trying to catch his breath. It looked almost comical to see the pair of them leaning against the car with their pants around their ankles and their black cocks dangling down covered in cum and her juices. They looked at each other, “Damn, she is one horny slut,” said one to the other as the third and final guy moved towards her. Sally lifted her head looking at him as he moved between her parted legs.

Sally lifted her hips slightly as he moved forward his cock slipping into her cum-filled pussy. He didn’t waste time with any formalities but just eased back then slammed his cock hard back into her. She yelped out loudly each time he thrusted into her, “Oh fuck, oh god, I love black cock,” she squealed as he pushed his fat thick member to the root making an audible slap as their bodies connected.

I was still standing alongside the car absolutely transfixed at the scene playing out in front of my gaze. I still had my hand in my pocket squeezing and caressing my rigid cock; I dare not take it out and have a proper wank for I knew that I would cum in seconds and I needed to save myself for what I hoped would be my turn later.

The guy pulled back and he replaced his cock in her pussy for his finger. She moaned with disappointment as he fingered deeply into her pussy. He then removed his cum-covered finger from her sopping pussy and wiped it over her lips before pushing it into her mouth. She licked and sucked it like it was a lollipop and then her eyes opened wide as he slammed his cock back deeply into her.

Their fuck was making the car rock from side to side as she continued sucking his finger and her pussy seemingly sucked his cock deeper. Abruptly the rocking stopped and he said, “Here it comes slut.” And with that he started pumping his spunk deeply into her. I could see her hips bucking up and down as he collapsed on top of her, “That’s it bitch, milk my cock,” he told her.

He wriggled out of the car leaving Sally gasping for breath as she laid there. Her pussy was dripping cum onto the car seat out of a slit that was gaping so wide. Damn, she looked so stretched. She looked up at the three guys standing pulling their pants back on, “Thank you guys, I really needed that.”

One of them replied, “Anytime slut,” and they turned and walked away all laughing. I figured that now they had their fun that they lost all interest in her and most probably didn’t even know her name.

Sally got out the car and stood on unsteady legs, holding onto the car for support. She looked at me and I went over and gave her a kiss on her cum-smeared lips. She found and picked up her panties and put them into my pocket before getting in the front seat. I got into the back and tried to avoid sitting on the sticky mess that seemed to covering most of the seat. Michael moved over to the driver’s seat and shoving his now limp cock back into his pants he drove us back to our resort.

We pulled up outside reception and the bellhop held her door as she leant over to kiss Michael deeply saying to him, “Thanks for a memorable night.” The bellhop didn’t seem surprised at the behaviour of this white lady towards a black taxi driver. I let myself out and followed her as she entered the hotel.

After a shower and cleaning herself up she slipped into bed next me smelling clean and fresh. She looked at me saying, “Phew Mark, they gave me a right seeing to,” and she laughed.

I laid flat on the bed and she looked at me to see my reaction. Gauging I was comfortable with what had happened she moved over and straddled me, her legs either side of my head, and lowering her cum-filled, well-stretched pussy over my mouth she said, “Now lick my little cuckold.”

I gripped the cheeks of her ass and pushed and probed my tongue into the depths of her pussy. I licked like someone possessed and was secretly delighted that even after showering and cleaning her cunt that there was still so much cum inside her.

She rubbed her slippery slit faster over my mouth, “Oh fuck cuckold, you’re making my pussy tingle,” she cried out and moments later she cum over my tongue and face. I kept on licking the flow of juice, a combination of her ejaculation and the cum of four other men, and made sure she was clean not wanting to let her down.

Sally moved off my face, “Mmmm, did you enjoy supper?”

I nodded looking at her and then turned to see myself in the bedside mirror and her juices and the cum from her gang fuck covering my chin.

I cleaned my face with a tissue and turned back to her but already she had turned her back to me and was softly snoring.

I flicked the light off, thinking, “Tomorrow is our last day here, thank god.”

 

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Day 14

I was pleased as I woke up knowing this was our last day here before flying home tomorrow. I just couldn’t wait to get on that plane; if they said we could go today I would have gone at once.

Sally woke not long after I did, she turned to me saying, “Morning Mark,” acting like nothing had happened last night.

“You were a right dirty slut last night,” I told her without any malice.

She giggled, “I know, but, my god, they were fucking good.” She was shameless.

I got up showered, changed and left her lying in bed. I didn’t even give her the courtesy of a glance as I passed her as I made my way out of the cabana and to go sit on the veranda and watch the sunrise. It was only 5am but already it was very warm.

The sun rose above the horizon and beamed its rays to bathe our cabana. I heard a noise behind me and turned to see Sally standing naked by the door of the cabana. She was holding up two bikinis, one in each hand, a white one and a yellow. She said, “Which one Mark?”

Before I could answer we heard a whistle coming not far from our cabana. I looked round and saw one of the Rastafarian workmen, a gardener, his eyes fixed firmly on Sally.

With the sun blinding her she stepped a little further out to look around to see who it might be and, I was thinking, her expectation was it was one of her ‘boyfriends’. She shaded her eyes with one hand and once her vision cleared her eyes told me the dreadlock guy wasn’t who she expected or hoped to see. The guy smiled his eyes fixed firmly on her. She jumped back inside and closed the door. I laughed inside thinking, “That will teach you.”

I sat there waiting for her to reappear wearing one of the bikinis and soon she stepped out wearing the revealing white one that showed her body off to the fullest. She sat on her sun lounger and muttered, “What a fucking pervert,” as she caught sight of the guy still working away at the garden of another cabana.

I told her, “Well if you will stand there naked ...” We both laughed knowing he got an eyeful of her sexy body.

A little time later he came walking passed, looking at her, and without any embarrassment said, “Wow lady, that’s some hot body you have there.” Sally gave him one of her withering looks. He went on, “The word on the street is that you like Jamaican guys.”

Sally blushed and went a bright red as he continued with his banter, “Let’s go inside and see if you like what I have to offer.”

She composed herself and with a sharp look said, “You sure are full of yourself.”

He laughed, “Well, I know what I have to offer you English ladies.”

She lowered her eyes and again she blushed. She looked around to check who might be in the vicinity and replied, “Well, OK, show me here.”

I couldn’t believe it, one moment she was acting like she had been insulted and then, in an instant, she was egging him on and giving him the impression he had some sort of chance.

He looked round and with it still being little early the beach area was deserted. He looked along the path running in front of the cabanas and again there was nobody to be seen. He looked back at Sally and undid the tie of his shorts and tugged them down to his knees. Sally’s eyes opened wide, her mouth dropped open, and she gasped, “That’s not normal.” With her eyes fixed on his cock I turned to her and said, “My god this guy is massive. He’s even bigger than Marcel.” She didn’t dispute my assessment.

He winked to her as he pulled his shorts up, “I will be passing by in fifteen minutes if you want to try it out.” With that he walked off his fingers playing with his long black beard, his long dreadlocks tied up the ends flowing in the breeze.

I looked at her, “What the fuck you playing at?”

“What do you mean?”’ she replied.

“Egging him on; making him think you might let him fuck you.”

She laughed, “He’s just a cocky bastard ... well he sure has a cock to match his cockiness; he must be 8 inches and he wasn’t even hard.”

I got us some coffee and we sat outside drinking and thinking he wouldn’t return. No sooner had I had the thought that, low and behold, the Rasta was walking towards us. Without being invited he headed round the back of Sally’s sun lounger and leaned down to kiss her cheek. She giggled, “Your beard tickles.” Somehow he took that as an invitation and he began rubbing her shoulders. He leaned down again and he whispered in her ear. Whatever he said she obviously liked the sound of as she nodded to him with a smile.

This guy was so sure of himself and I could see Sally looked almost as if she was hypnotized by him. She made no protest when he sat at the end of her sun lounger and began to run his fingers along her arm. He moved a little closer and pushing his luck moved a hand up the inside of her leg. She gave a start and said, “No, stop.”

He laughed replying, “You don’t mean that,” and without a pause his hand moved higher up her inner thigh. I noticed she wasn’t trying to stop him now and any resistance was gone.

He took her hands into his and eased her up so that they were sitting facing each other. Leaning forward he kissed her; Sally hates full beards normally but she kissed him back placing her arms round his neck. It was only her bikini bottoms and his shorts between them but he started rubbing his large bulge against her covered pussy. Sally sighed into his mouth.

The Rasta pulled back and whispered, “You sure you don’t want to go inside?”

Sally looked at him then turned to look at me. He held her chin in his big black hand and turned her head gently back to him saying, “You don’t need to ask him.”

They kissed deeply once more as his hands moved up her back and he unclipped her bikini top. He moved a hand round and slipped it under her top to caress her breast, rolling her nipple between his thumb and finger. Sally moaned a little louder as she felt his touches, “Mmmm.”

They parted and again he asked, “Shall we go inside?” This time she nodded.

He led her towards the door of the cabana opening it letting her go in front of him. I followed and closed the door behind us. They stood in the middle of the room and kissed once more as he removed her bikini top, she returned the favour by lifting his top over his head and dropping it to the floor to join her discarded garment.

This guy was fit, with muscular arms the size of small tree trunks; he had a rock hard six pack of rolling solid muscles for a stomach and his thighs looked to be hewn out of granite. No way was I going to make any objections to what he wanted to do. He soon told me just that and he looked at me saying, “Sit down and enjoy watching your wife being fucked by a real man.” I obediently sat on the sofa just as he told me.

Sally dropped to her knees in front of him and pulled his shorts down releasing that massive thick hard cock that he had shown off outside. Grief, it wasn’t even fully hard and already was bigger than anything else she had been fucked by since we’d been here.

Sally stroked him and looking at me said, “Oh fuck Mark, this thing is so big.”

As she stroked I could see the veins pumping the ******* into his cock as he got harder. She leaned forward and stuck her tongue out of that sweet rosebud mouth to run it up and down the length of his cock before opening wide to take the head into her mouth. It looked grotesque to see her slowly gobble more into her mouth until she was able to start to mouth fuck him.

He was now fully erect and it must have been 11 inches long, a size which until now I thought was always a myth. Sally couldn’t take him all and it was only 8 inches in her pretty little mouth before she began to gag and ******* but, game girl, she kept bobbing her head up and down sucking him hard as she could.

He seemed to become bored with her efforts and pulling her to her feet he scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards our big bed. He lay her down and grabbed at the flimsy bikini bottoms pulling them down over her legs and tossed them to join the other clothing on the floor. He then climbed onto the bed and Sally moved to give him room to kneel between her legs.

She reached under him and her hand gripped his massive cock and she began rubbing the tip along the lips of her pussy telling him, “Give me that fucking Rasta cock.”

He lowered down so the tip of his cock opened the lips of her wet pussy. “Do it, give me that cock,” she moaned as he slowly pushed forward so the tip opened up her pussy. She made a sound like a snort as she cried out, “Oh my fucking god, it feels so big,” as another inch went into her.

Sally was sighing loudly as he pushed more into her, “Fuck, oh no, it’s too big, take it out pleaseeeee.”

He stopped moving and just lay still over her knowing that she would make the next move. He was right for she imperceptibly began moving her hips upwards and back down. Each time she did so he pushed a little more of his fearsome cock into her until he had most of it buried deep inside her. “Godddddddd,” she cried out as she must have been feeling him plugged into her womb.

He lifted her ass slightly with his massive hands and said, “You like Rasta man cock?”

Sally moaned, “Oh god yesssss, what a fucking cock you’ve got.” He grinned and they started fucking a little harder as his cock slipped fully back and forth into her lubricated by her juices which were now visibly leaking from her stretched cunt. “Yesssss, harder,” she told him.

He pulled back out of her and looked over to me, “Cuckold, get on your hands and knees.”

I was startled to hear him speak to me but not so much so that I told him to, “Fuck off.”

He got off the bed and walked over to me and stared menacingly at me and said again, “Get the fuck on your hands and knees.”

I was scared witless at his manner and decided that it might be healthier if I did as he ‘requested’. I slipped off the sofa and got to my hands and knees.

I then heard him say, “Sally come over here.” I turned my head to see her feet heading my way. He grabbed her and guided her to lay over me so that I was effectively a bench for her. Her head lay against mine and her hair tumbled down to drape against my face. I sensed that her legs were open and straddling mine and her feet were planted on the floor. I felt his legs touch mine and I was aware that he was pushing his cock back into her, “Oh fuck, this feels even better, stay still Mark as he fucks me,” she squealed. I could feel her body moving as he fully entered with each thrust but more disturbing was with each thrust I felt his balls slap against my upturned ass. This guy was making me a real cuckold as he fucked my beautiful, dirty slut wife.

We were both sweating profusely and I felt her body slid against my back with every thrust of his cock in her cunt. She started to moan and then she called out, “Oh god Mark, I’m cumming on his Rasta cock.”

I heard him say, “Told you, didn’t I? I said you would cum,”’, and with her spasming above me he pulled out and I could feel her juices as they ran down between her ass cheeks dripping onto my ass.

I felt him step back and Sally whispered, “Oh god, that was so fucking hot,” as he grabbed her hands and eased her off my back.

“On your knees white boy,” and I wondered what was going to happen next. I didn’t have to wait long for he lifted Sally up and she wrapped her legs round his waist. She was virtually perched on his massive upright black cock and with his hands holding by her ass he slowly lowered her down and her pussy opened like a flower as shoved her downwards hard onto his cock.

As he fucked her he looked at me kneeling as if I was praying and said, “Hey you, watching cuckold, you ever fuck this beautiful lady like this?”

Before I could say a word Sally told him, “Like fuck has he, he could never do anything like this with that pathetic little dick, the weakling.” They were both now insulting and humiliating me but, perversely, the more they shamed me the harder my dick became as I watched them.

“Cuckold get over here and kneel under your wife.”

I scuttled over and wriggled on my back so that I was lying under her. I looked up and got a full view of his cock slamming into her, her pussy lips being stretched as he eased out from her then being ****** back upwards as he fully entered her. He kept lifting her up with the tip just inside her and each time he slammed her down onto his cock Sally gasped out loudly, “Oh fuck, that feels so good.”

He told me to move and to go and sit back on the sofa which I did as he carried her to the bed. He smirked at me as he said to her, “Well little lady, is this Rasta cock good for you?”

Sally breathlessly nodded, “Oh god yessssss.”

He laid on top of her once more and his cock slipped with surprising ease into her gaping pussy. He began a steady thrusting and each time he fully entered her to the root the bed would squeak loudly and the headboard would thump hard against the wall.

She wailed, “That’s it, fuck me, oh god yessss, I’m cumming again.”

He grunted, “Are you ready for a Rasta cum load bitch.”

Sally cried out, “Yesssssss, fill my pussy.”’.

I was sat slumped in the sofa silently enjoying the sight of my wife being abused by this ‘*******’ with my cock in my hand and thinking, “God, how much longer, you must be nearly finished.”

He suddenly disturbed my reverie, “White boy, get over here.”

I scrambled to my feet and moved closer to the side of the bed. He said, “Kiss your bitch.”

I leant down and held her head still and kissed her full on the lips as he moaned, “Here it comes, white whore.”

I felt her twitch and spasm as he cum deep inside her, flooding her. Sally moaned into my mouth, “Mark he has cum so hard in me,” she said my lips muffling her voice.

He released his grip of her arms and pulled out his cock now all coated and slimy with his spunk and her juices. As he rolled off they still remained connected by long strings of sperm which were continuing to dribble from him and her pussy. As he began to soften so did his manner change and he smiled at her and said, “So Sally, was my Rasta cock good for you?”

She nodded as she rested her head on his large chest and they cuddled for short while before he got up to get dressed. I was still kneeling by the bed, looking at Sally lying with her legs deliberately parted for him so he could see his cum leaking from her. She didn’t bother turning her head to look at me.

As he pulled up his pants and tucked that enormous penis inside he looked down at me, “Did you enjoy watching that cuckold, your bitch taking a big Rastafarians cock.”

I nodded dumbly knowing he had done things to her that I could only dream of doing. He smiled at my response and opened the door. He looked back toward the pair of us and blowing Sally a kiss said, “Thanks bitch for the fuck,” and he was gone.

Sally looked at me with unseeing eyes, “Wow, he was better than he said, I have never cum so hard; my body is still shaking.”

I went outside and sat down on a lounger. I looked at my watch, it was now only 6.15am and already she has fucked another Jamaican.

Sally joined me half an hour later, “There you go Mark,” I heard as she passed me a bottle of water. She sat down at the end of my lounger and without any prompting said, “You know, the best bit was when he fucked me as I laid across your back; that was so hot.”

My heart gave a jump when she added, “I must find a hot Rastafarian when we get home; they fuck so rough.”

*******

We waited for the beach restaurant/ bar to open so we could have breakfast. I watched as the beach started to come alive with people and staff now appearing. I looked at some of the couples and thought that maybe some of them had made love or fucked already this morning just like Sally. The difference in my mind being that they had enjoyed each other’s loving company and not like me having to stand aside and see a stranger brutally abuse their partner. Sally just sat and as if to compound my melancholy thoughts said, “I couldn’t believe just how big that Rastafarian was.” I didn’t say a word.

Sally continued talking about it, “He was so forward and confidant, I bet he has talked many ladies into fucking him.”

I sullenly replied, “Guess so,” knowing what she was really doing was to say things that would make me feel even worse about myself.

A waiter indicated that the restaurant was open. Sally stood up, pulled her wrap round her and we headed off for breakfast.

Sitting at our normal table we had a full breakfast. Sally was laughing, joking and flirting with the waiters just as she always did and mainly ignoring me ... just as she always did.

After eating we headed back to our sun loungers. I left her there laying in the sun and went into the cabana and started our packing and to get ready for our journey home tomorrow. Once I was done I came out and sat down to enjoy the last few hours of the sun.

Leon was on patrol and calling out for volunteers for a Beach Game. Sally face lit up when she saw him and didn’t hesitate to put her hand up. She joined a line of lovely ladies facing an equal number of guys about ten paces from them. Leon explained the game as being the ladies had to pull their bikini bottoms forward and for the guys to throw ice cubes trying to get in as many as many as possible into the girls’ pants.

The follow-on part of the game was once the guy had emptied his cup of ice cubes he had to run and collect them from inside his partner’s pants. There was a lot of laughter as one by one the guys got the distance right and got a good few into the ladies bikini bottoms.

There were shrieks of laughter as the game progressed especially when they got to the second part when the ladies had a stranger putting his hand into their bikini bottoms, Most of them clearly enjoyed being touched by an unfamiliar person and I’m sure a few got a quick finger inside them. The husbands who weren’t playing seemed to be enjoying the game as well watching their wifes getting touched up.

Then it was all change and it was the ladies turn to throw ice cubes into the shorts of the guys. As before once they had run out of ice cubes they had to go and retrieve them from inside their shorts. This time around it was letting the ladies get a feel of their cocks. Looking at some of the blushes I was guessing that some of the guys must have been bigger than their husbands.

The game finished without there being a winner declared; why would there be, everyone was a winner. Sally headed up the beach with a blush spread across her face. I asked if she was ok. She did that wafting a hand across the face thing and giggled as she told me, “That was one naughty game. The guy I was paired with slipped his finger into me three times.”

“Well, sounds right up your street; you enjoyed that then?” I replied. She nodded as she took a ******* from her bottled water.

She was smiling, “... his finger went so deep once I almost cum.”

“Really,” I replied with disinterest, all I knew was the sun felt so good but I couldn’t wait to get home.

I started thinking, “...after all the fucking and the loads of cum she had taken, was she pregnant or not; who could the ******* be; would she even care who the ******* was?” I was thinking so deeply I didn’t hear her talking to me, “Mark, Mark,” she called out as she lightly slapped my arm.

I jumped and turning towards her I smiled, “Sorry, I was miles away, thinking of that long journey home.”

“Forget that for now, let’s enjoy these last few hours,”’ she replied.

After lunch we walked into the warm sea, splashing about as we laughed together, the sea was so clear and warm. I felt for a while just like I was actually enjoying a holiday with a wife who cared for me.

We walked back up the shore towards the beach aware that we only had about four hours at most before the sun set on our final day. We lay back on our loungers determined to get the most out of the last rays of the Jamaican sun.

I checked my watch; it was 4pm and the sun was starting to disappear over the beach. With a sigh we collected our things and headed back to our cabana. Once inside, Sally removed her bikini dried herself down before lying on her back on the bed. I took off my shorts and looked at her as she parted her legs. Her eyes were fixed firmly on mine as she slipped a finger inside her pussy easing it back and forth slowly as she started to masturbate. She eased her hips upwards as her finger moved a little faster to begin finger-fucking herself. All the while she kept her gaze fixed on me.

She rolled her head from side to side and then she closed her eyes and began to breath so deeply. I stood there with a stiff cock and watched and heard her bring herself to a climax. Her pink nipples were sticking up hard like little bullets; her eyes were closed; her hands were busy inside her cunt and flicking her clit as she whispered, “Fuck me Robert,” and with that she had her orgasm.

Her body was still shaking as she opened her eyes. She looked at me saying, “Did you enjoy my little sex show?”

I nodded smiling, “Yes.”

“Good, don’t go saying I didn’t give you any satisfaction on our holiday.”

We showered and dressed. God, she looked so very hot and sexy tonight in her outfit of lacy top, small white bra under it and a short black mini skirt that only just covered her matching small white lacy panties. She bent over to fix her white sandals; how I wanted to rip them panties off and just fuck her there and then. Dream on for she walked to the door saying ‘ready’. I nodded and we left the cabana to go and have our final meal.

After dinner we sat in the beach bar drinking whilst Sally was already making plans about returning to Jamaica next year. I smiled in response to her chatter, “Maybe, maybe not,” I was thinking.

We continued drinking and dancing our last night away but with the rum numbing us both we looked around and realised that we were amongst the last guests still there. With the place going so quiet we decided to leave so we finished our drinks. As we staggered our way toward the exit Sally kissed each waiter telling them, “We’re going home tomorrow.”

They all replied, “We will miss you.”

I was thinking, “Yes and I know why.”

We walked hand in hand back towards our cabana and I was thinking that at last I was going to have her to myself. As we got closer I could see there was someone sitting on a chair on the veranda. Sally squeezed my hand tightly, “Mark, look, Marcel is there.”

He called out, “Hi girly,” and without hesitation she let go of my hand and ran off towards him. In the dark as I approached my heart sank as I could see already that they were kissing and that she was sitting astride his lap her legs either side of him.

I walked past them and went inside leaving them to it and sat on an armchair. Moments later the door opened and they both walked inside; Sally had already lost her top and bra as she led him inside hand in hand. They brushed by me as if I wasn’t there pulling off their clothes; within seconds they were both naked as they stood and hugged alongside the bed.

Sally dropped to her knees stroking his cock that was already fully erect, she sucked him deeply and he gave a shudder and then looked at me, “Oh man, she is sucking so good tonight white boy.”

Sally looked up winking to him her head bobbing faster over his cock, his balls looking so full of cum just waiting for her pussy. I figured that as they looked so comfortable I should do the same and I pulled my shirt and shorts off to sit there as naked as they, my stiff cock pointing up and laying on my stomach.

Marcel eased her to her feet and they moved onto the bed. His hand found her tummy and then her smooth cleft and he slid a finger down between her swollen lips. He began to finger her pussy and she moaned in response. She parted her legs wider for him and he pushed a second finger deeply inside her. She tipped her head back crying out, “Oh god yes, I’ve missed you so much.”

He whispered back, “Shh, I’m here now girly,” and then he licked her nipples sucking them hard in turn as they stiffened inside his mouth.

Sally murmured, “Fuck me Marcel, give me that fucking black cock.”

Marcel kept fingering her his thumb rolling her clitoris firmly from side to side, Sally was shaking under him her eyes closed as she bit her bottom lip, her hips thrusting upwards letting his fingers go even deeper into her pussy. He moved over her his black body pressing down on her and the tip of his large black cock slipped between the lips of her waiting pussy. He paused and then with a hard thrust he fully entered her sending her body upwards. She cried out, “Oh fuck yessssss, oh my fucking god it feels so good inside me.”

He thrusted back and forth making her tits rock against his large black chest. They started fucking each other with so much lust and wanton abandonment; I certainly didn’t exist for them at that moment. I watched him move his hands down to squeeze the cheeks of her firm ass as she wrapped her arms around his neck, their lips pressed hard against each other.

Marcel eased his thrusting and holding her firmly he spun around, his cock still buried deeply inside her, so that he was lying on his back with Sally on top riding his black cock. Marcel reached up cupping each breast and firmly pinching each nipple between his thumbs and forefinger. He grunted, “Fuck me girly.” She did as she was told and rocked harder on his large black cock. “Good girly, that’s it, take it all.”

Sally arched her back taking every inch of his cock into her pussy, “Oh fuck you’re so deep inside me ... oh fuck I’m going to cum, oh god yesssss, I’m cumming.” I squirmed to see his black cock as he continued to pump in and out was now white from her juices now flowing so freely.

She shuddered and trembled above him as her orgasm overtook her but even before she had come down from her high he eased her off him and pushed her onto her knees. He grabbed a pillow so her head was cushioned and he moved behind her and in one swift move had his cock buried deep inside her pussy. He gripped her waist and started fucking her like she was his sex toy, “Oh god fuck me Marcel, use me, take me, I’m all yours to use,” she cried out.

Sally pushed back hard onto his cock, “Who’s little whore are you girly?”’ he asked as he slapped her ass hard.

Sally yelped out loud, “Yours and yours only.” I was mortified.

He kept slapping and fucking her and she was loving it, her ass cheeks were now bright red with his big hand prints. He pulled out again and I could hardly believe my ears when he said, “Get over there and sit on white boy’s lap facing me.”

Sally didn’t hesitate and she hopped off the bed and came and sat on my lap. Her juices were soon covering my dick. She leaned back against me as Marcel lifted her legs and stood with his knees bent to begin fucking her as she sat on my lap. She placed her arms backwards round my neck and tipping her head back told me to kiss her. We kissed as Marcel pounded into her and I could feel her body rocking against mine as we continued kissing. I could also feel his balls slapping against mine as he plunged into the root.

The tip of my hard dick was rubbing close against the tight hole to her ass. As he slammed into her pussy, I eased her up a little so the tip of my dick was placed right against her ass. She made no attempt to stop me and indeed, she eased down a little and for the first time she took the tip of my dick into her tight ass. She squealed, “Oh fuck Marcel, Mark has put his cock in my ass.”

Marcel instantly pulled back and pulled her off me saying, “No sharing tonight girly, you’re mine only.”

“*******, fuck it,” I thought.

He turned her around and she put her hands on the arms of the chair to face me. He started fucking her once more and she looked at me, pleasure written all over her face as she took the one black cock she really liked and wanted so much.

Sally looked over her shoulder to Marcel, “Please may I suck his dick as you fuck me, please let me Marcel.” His answer was to he slapped her ass hard saying,”NO!!!!.”

Sse looked at me mouthing, “Sorry.”

They had been fucking for nearly an hour now, in so many different positions. They moved onto the bed with her on her back once more, he was fucking her to the finish now as he cock rammed into her, Sally sighing loudly, “Yes, yes, yes,” as each thrust hit home deeply inside her.

Sally looked over his shoulder towards me as she cried out, “Oh fuck Mark, I’m cumming again.”

Marcel thrusted into her then told her, “I’m going to fill your pussy girly.”

“Yes, cum in me,” she sobbed.

“Oh fuck yesssss,” he called out as he flooded his cum deep inside her. They kissed as he laid still over her emptying his balls into his ‘little white fuck toy’.

Sally laid with her head on his chest, his cum leaking freely from her pussy trickling down between her ass cheeks over the cover on the bed, “I have missed you Marcel.”

“Sorry girly, I had a few days off so I stayed home with my wife and *******,” he replied.

Sally jumped up in shock, “You didn’t tell me you were married with *******.” Her face was a picture of disappointment, anger and sadness.

“Oh come on girly, what difference does that make? It’s my black cock you love, not me.” His face didn’t display anything other than indifference. “When you go home we won’t see each other ever again.” He then stuck the knife in further when he said, “Wow, is that the time. I need to get home,” and he rolled off the bed, pulled his pants on and was out the door with hardly a look back at her.

Sally was mortified and lost for words. I knew it was best if I kept quiet but inwardly as I looked upon her misery I was having thoughts of, “Serves you right; now you know what it feels like to be really hurt.”

It was now passed 1am and we had to finish the last bit of packing for a journey home. She got off the bed and walked around like a zombie as she picked things up that needed to go in the bags; whether her stumbling about was because she was lost in her thoughts or if it was the consequence of her having just been royally fucked was a debate I had in my own mind.

She showered as I put the last of our things into the cases and I waited for her to return and get into bed. I had thoughts that maybe, just maybe, I might be granted a ‘mercy fuck’ but that idea was quickly dismissed when she turned to me and gave me a peck on the cheek and said, “Night, night ... God Mark, Marcel knows just what a woman likes in bed and knows how to fuck a woman. You wouldn’t believe how hard I climaxed on his lovely big cock.”

So much for that idea then as I held her in my arms and we drifted off to sleep knowing this time tomorrow we will be in the air heading home.

 

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Day 15

We were on our way home; the holiday was over and I was a jumble of nerves and emotions as we spent the few hours after breakfast finishing the packing and making sure that nothing of importance was left behind. We didn’t make much conversation; we both seemed to be wrapped in our own thoughts and, in truth, I really didn’t want to know what might be going through her head.

The hotel had arranged for a taxi to take us to the airport and Sally’s delight was matched by my despair when it pulled up and we saw Michael jump out of the driver’s door. “Couldn’t miss the opportunity to see my favourite lady for the last time,” he said with a grin. “You can tell me all about your holiday with us on our beautiful island and what was your favourite part as we get you on your way home.” This was accompanied by a knowing wink as if he really didn’t need an answer.

As before I was excluded from this exchange and my role was to lug the bags into the boot as they stood and continued to make innuendo-filled comments to each other. There was also no surprise when after settling our bill and handing back the key to our little bit of paradise of the past fortnight I was consigned to the back seat whilst Sally hopped into the passenger seat alongside Michael.

He put the automatic car into Drive and we waved goodbye to the hotel and the few staff who saw us away as the taxi bumped its way onto the main road toward the airport. I was aware that we had a journey that would take about half an hour and as the miles slowly counted down I wondered whether if this was the journey that was taking us back to normality and we might be returning to having a proper relationship; one that would be recognised as a true loving marriage. Such thoughts were soon dispelled when I turned my gaze from looking at the world outside and glanced between the two front seats to see Michael’s hand move from the steering wheel and deliberately place itself in Sally’s lap.

She giggled at his effrontery but made no attempt to push him away. Indeed, she seemingly encouraged him by spreading her legs and pulling at the hem of her dress so that her thong covered pussy was quite exposed. With the car and traffic needing minimal attention Michael responded to the implied invitation and I watched open-mouthed as he brazenly tugged at the flimsy covering to her cunt and although I couldn’t see clearly there was no doubt from the movement of his arm that he was sliding his thick black fingers up and down what I assumed was a wet slit. She looked over her shoulder at me and smirked.

I turned my head away in what I hoped was a gesture of disgust but in truth it was more a feeling of desolation that my expression – if she had chosen to look – would have conveyed. I sank back into my seat and sat there glumly not wanting to see anymore, despairing that after all that had happened over the past two weeks that still she couldn’t get enough of other men’s attention. I was determined that I wouldn’t give her the satisfaction of humiliating me any further by admitting I was witnessing her shameless behaviour and I steadfastly fixed my gaze on the passing countryside outside. Indeed, to make my displeasure even more evident I moved from my seat behind Michael and slid behind her so that any activity was shielded from my view.

My resolve was very difficult to maintain for I became aware of the car beginning to slow down to the accompaniment of Sally reacting, as she does, to his administrations by softly moaning and panting. I tried to ignore the sounds of her rising passion and the occasional whispered remark but my determination was wiped-out when with a bump we suddenly swung off the road and lurched to a stop in a lay-by. I grabbed the back of the seat in front thinking we had had some kind of accident but when I turned it was to realise that Michael had deliberately pulled off the road and was hurriedly pulling his shorts down. Sally looked over her shoulder and laughed when she saw the look on my face.

She turned her attention away from me and focussed on what was more of interest to her, Michael’s cock which was already semi-erect and almost resting on the steering wheel as he slid further down in his seat. I silently cursed myself for moving for now I had a grandstand seat and there was no way I could avoid seeing what was clearly going to happen in front of my eyes. (Indeed, Sally accused me later of having done just that so I could see what she was going to do. My protest that I had already moved held no conviction for her. She called me a dirty little pervert who got his kicks from watching her perform. She said this when we were back home and were getting ready for bed, my stiff ‘little white cock’, as she called it, belied any defence I may have offered.)

She leaned over and with one hand she grasped the thickening black penis whilst her other hand disappeared from my view to presumably replaced his. The subtle movement of her shoulders suggested that she was masturbating between her wide spread legs.

Michael reached over and placed his hand behind her neck and pulled her towards his crotch. She needed no encouragement and her head went down on him, her mouth already wide open so that in one easy movement she enveloped the big shiny purple plum that was his cock head. Any pretence on my part that I was disinterested was instantly dispelled as I thrilled to see her engulf this monster in that rose-bud mouth of hers. God, how does she manage it?

Michael laid further back in his seat and began to groan in time to her bobbing head. I could see her cheeks puff in and out as she struggled and sucked at this dark invader. Her hand that grasped him was slowly pumping up and down and becoming increasingly wet as she spread her saliva which was escaping from her gasping mouth. They got into some kind of rhythm and with her combining her wanking and sucking as much of his cock that she could get in her mouth and her own masturbation they suddenly began bucking up and down. A few minutes of this and Michael gave what can only be described as a bellow and Sally, without slowing her pace, gave a groan of her own as with what can only be described as a torrent a flood of his spunk gushed out of her mouth to cover both her hand and his throbbing cock. As the flow began to lessen she squealed out her own orgasm and then, satisfied and sated, she pushed herself off him to sink back in her seat.

I was breathless at what I had just seen but relieved that they continued to ignore me for as I sat back in my own seat I was aware that the front of my pants were sticky wet. I had obviously cum myself without any other stimulus to help me. I quietly found a tissue to dry up the mess.

We all sat there mute and lifeless as the traffic on the road passed us by. Michael blew out a breath and went to pull his shorts back up. Sally stopped him, “wait a moment; I just need to do this.” She rummaged in her bag and produced that damn phone of hers. She held it up and I was amazed when she turned to him and said, “I just need to take a picture for my gallery.”

‘Click’ and another ‘Click’.

What the ...? She actually took a picture of his cock; his still stiff, glistening cock. I was stupefied and didn’t know what to say as she slipped the phone back into her bag with the air of someone having done something quite normal.

We resumed our journey and acted as if nothing untoward had occurred and before I had time to reflect any further we were pulling up outside the departures terminal of Norman Manley airport. I almost leapt from the car as we came to a halt desperate to detach myself from the ‘scene of the crime’ and went to the back of the taxi to extract our bags. I declined the assistance of the waiting porters as our bags were the wheelie type and I certainly didn’t want to add to my list of embarrassments by having to dole out any more money on dubious tips. Sally meanwhile was standing on the kerbside holding Michael in a loose embrace as she said her goodbyes to him.

He leaned and gave her a kiss before saying, “Hey, what about my tip?”

I felt a sense of gratitude and admiration when she said, “In your dreams; you’ve already had that and more.” And with that she turned on her heel and bid me to follow her toward the check-in desk. By the time we reached the counter and I looked back it was to see that Michael had already left and was, no doubt, looking for his next liaison.

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Our flight back went as smoothly as one could expect and with the complimentary drinks and the meal dispensed with we both sat back in our seats and relaxed as best we could. There was little of interest to either of us on the in-flight entertainment and I thought that it would be a good opportunity to get the conversation going of what we were going to be doing once we were home now that the holiday was behind us. My fervent wish was that Sally had satiated herself to the extent that her objective of wreaking revenge on me had been fulfilled and that we would be returning home to be a normal married couple (whatever ‘normal’ might mean) and that her wild oats had been sown.

My approach to getting the chat going in the direction was to get my camera out and to review the many pictures I had taken over the past couple of weeks. I hadn’t taken any of the ‘players’ who had been the focus of Sally’s activities; my pictures were of stuff like the beaches; the hotel; the beautiful countryside and villages. I was quite proud of the collection and said so as I scrolled through and showed her what I had taken. She showed interest and made a few encouraging and complimentary comments. This gave me great heart and with her in this conciliatory mood I thought to bring up the topic of getting back to our old way of life. As I broached the subject she gave me a sweet smile and said, “Shush, let me show you something.”

She stood up and got her bag down from the overhead locker. From the bag came the phone and she sat down again alongside me and switched it on. She did that tapping at the screen thing that infuriates me so and then held the phone up so that I could see the screen. She said, “Go on, scroll through my pictures.”

I took the phone from her and did as she commanded. The screen was filled with a picture of an erect black cock. I gasped at the sight and swiped at the screen to be presented by a picture of another black penis. I was stunned; what the hell had she done? I continued to scroll through her collection and it was to see picture after picture of black cocks. Some were just that, a stiff black cock; a cock covered with sperm; others were of cocks entering her welcoming pussy or her mouth. The identities were not clear but all were similar in that they were being pleasured by my sweet Sally. I was shocked beyond words and didn’t know what to say as my trembling hand held the phone.

She smiled at my obvious reaction and said, “Now that is a collection of pictures that I’ll be treasuring; not your soppy lot of snaps. And, do you know what; I’ve been thinking that going home doesn’t mean the end of me enjoying what I’ve come to love doing. I’ve been looking at stuff on the internet and do you know that there are plenty of sites that offer the opportunity of meeting like-minded people?”

Ignoring the shocked expression on my face she continued as she took back the phone from my hand, “and, do you know, some of them actually cater for ladies who like Black cock. Hmm, can’t wait to get home and get started on adding to my collection.”

I sat there glumly not able to think beyond, “Oh, my God, what had I started by taking her on this healing holiday?”

She, in contrast, couldn’t have been happier as she resumed looking at her photo album. She turned to look at me in my misery, “Oh poor Marky, don’t be sad. You really did give me the most wonderful holiday and I really want to thank you for being so understanding ....

“....Oh, by the way, I’ve missed my period. I’ve never been this late before.”

 

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What an amazing story and thank you for sharing it with us.
Are you going to write a follow on story covering Sally’s adventures back home? I hope she involves Mark more in her pursuit of Big Black Cock as her cuck. He can fuck her arse with his small white cock and be on constant clean up duty.

 

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Mark needs to be a good Cuck,and do more clean up.
Great writing!