Bahamian Black Itch

Bahamian Black Itch

Copyright 2015 by Stormbringer




The taxi bucked for the umpteenth time bouncing Lara onto Ted’s lap once again. “Oh god,” she complained. This time, Ted’s penis had swollen some and she could feel it pressing against her ass. “Sorry,” she apologized trying to slide back down, but the swaying taxi only made her ass shake against his still-growing penis. Her cheeks turned red. Ted’s organ felt rather large, larger than her husband’s anyway.  His penis pushed against Ted’s khaki shorts, through the thin material of her dress, and against her sheer cotton panties to push one of her ass cheeks in. The taxi quit shaking and Lara quickly slid off Ted’s lap to squeeze back in between Ted and her husband Raymond.

“Thank god this is almost over,” said Ted’s wife, Karen, who had called “shotgun” and won the front passenger seat, though her hands were grabbing the dashboard so hard her knuckles had turned white.

The taxi’s breaks squealed and the threesome in the back seat were thrown forwards before slamming back against the rear seat.

Lara quickly slid out of the taxi after Raymond. She gasped for breath looking on in distaste as the ugly black islander got out of the driver’s seat to help them with their bags. He had dirty dreadlocks that she swore smelled like weed and bad yellow teeth. He grinned at the four tourists, even having the nerve to drop his eyes down to her impressive bosom. Lara was used to it, but didn’t care for having a black man check her out. She quickly turned away only to catch Ted discreetly adjusting himself while his wife’s back was turned.

“I think this just might be worth the taxi ride,” said Karen.

Lara followed Karen’s gaze towards the resort. “I think you might be right,” she agreed, nodding her head appreciatively.

The hotel was about twelve stories tall. The side facing them was mostly glass windows looking towards Nassau in the distance. The other side had balconies overlooking the outdoor bar, pool, beach, and of course, the light blue ocean. Palm trees swayed in a gentle breeze. This was paradise for two couples escaping the particularly bad winter that hit the East Coast this year especially the Buffalo, New York area where they lived.

“If we hurry, there’s still time to hit the beach,” said Ted with his usual impish grin and a wiggle of his eyebrows. The man exuded boyish charm.

Raymond tipped the taxi driver, too much in Lara’s opinion, while the resort’s porters grabbed their luggage.

It didn’t take long for them to get checked in. The four of them rode the elevator up to the fourth floor. Ted and Karen’s room was first. “We’ll knock when we’re ready,” said Ted unlocking his door with a key card. “Wow!” he added when he opened the door.

Raymond unlocked the next door. “Wow,” he agreed.

Lara walked past him. The entire far wall was one big glass window with sliding glass doors leading out to the balcony. The view was spectacular. Lara couldn’t help herself. She walked straight to the door, slid it open, and stepped out on the balcony. The warmth hit her in the face along with a cool breeze and the wonderful smell of salt water. She closed her eyes and inhaled through her nose. Steel drum music filled her ears from the band playing down by the pool. She heard feminine giggling beside her and opened her eyes. Karen was out on the next balcony doing the exact same thing Lara was. “Welcome to paradise,” said Karen, holding her broad-brimmed hat down on her head. She was a fair-skinned red head and burned easily.

“Raymond,” called Lara. “This place looks amazing. Thank you.” She looked down at the pool. The bar actually went into the pool and you could sit on stools in the water and drink.

“Yes, thank you,” yelled Karen across the balcony.

“Yes, tell him he’s the best boss in the world,” said Ted strolling out of his room.

Lara felt her heart rate increase a little. Ted was the total package. He had stripped down and changed into tight form fitted swim trunks, short down his muscular thighs. He was fit and muscular, lean waist, broad chest, triceps and biceps. He even had abs, tight, hard, beautiful abs. He grinned at her, catching her staring and she turned away just as Ted wrapped those muscular arms around his wife from the back and the two stared out at the ocean.

Raymond came out to join her. He was a stark contrast to Ted. Lara’s husband was a older heavier man. He’d changed into swim trunks and wore an unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt. His large beer belly stuck out and wisps of gray hair covered his chest. He wasn’t the greatest to look at, but he was a fun loving guy and knew how to enjoy himself. Very kind hearted to. “Hurry up and change woman,” he said to her.

Lara kissed him on the cheek and slipped inside the motel room. Karen did the same. Lara overheard Ted thanking Raymond again. Ray owned his own surveying company and Ted worked for him. Ted and Karen were only twenty-five and only married a few years while Ray was twenty years older then them, but he and Ted got along very well. Lara was thirty-two, but looked younger. Ray on the other hand looked older then forty-five. He’d gone gray early and working outside in the rough weather had his face looking worn. They’d been married five years and had dated five before that. A joke they shared was that Ray was on a five year plan, with parenthood their next step.

Lara slipped her bikini on and wrapped a skirt around her waist. Ray looked at her body appreciatively and grabbed her ass while kissing her on the lips. She felt his big hands dig into the flesh of her ass cheek. While not fat, she did have a round bubble butt that thrust out from her backside. Men loved it. She’d overheard one of Ray’s employees telling another that Lara had a black woman’s ass.  She’d never felt so insulted in her life and had asked Ray to fire the man, but her husband had just disciplined him.

The four friends met in the hall and now it was Lara’s turn to grin when Ted got to see her in a swimsuit. The group had been close and doing things together for a little over a year now, but this was the first time they’d seen each other in swimsuits.  Lara was a walking wet dream to most men. Her body was fit and lean, very well toned. Her stomach was sexy and flat. She’d cheated and gone to a tanning bed to protect her from burning and her body was already well tanned. Her great ass was covered at the moment, but for the first time, her big bosom was on display, confined by the tight bikini top. The same stupid employee that had commented on her ass had initiated  a debate about whether or not her breasts were real. They were. All the women in her family were blessed/cursed with having thin builds and full DD’s by the time they turned fifteen. Pregnancy swelled their breasts to EE‘s, more then their membranes could hold upright and firm. Once proud breasts turned into sagging udders and back pain soon followed. Ray and Lara weren’t parents yet, but had just started trying. Lara resembled her video game namesake in many ways from her fit toned body, to her oversized bosom, and to her long brown hair. She was even wearing sunglasses with round lenses.

Ted was having trouble taking his eyes off her breasts and much to her embarrassment, she felt her nipples harden under his gaze. Her light blue bikini was a thin material and when her nipples hardened, her entire areola puffed up and were visible through her top. She saw Ted’s eyes widen with appreciation. Her own eyes moved down over his gorgeous chest and tight stomach abdominals prominent. The form fitting suit hugged his penis and she couldn’t help but appreciate his noticeable bulge. Yes, he was the total package.

Lara glanced away and found herself looking at Karen. Ted’s wife was lovely and stunning in her own way. They made a handsome couple. Karen was wearing a green bikini and flip flops. She had long luscious red hair and got plenty of male appreciation on her own. Raymond was surreptitiously checking her out as he was seeing her in a swimsuit for the first time. He seemed impressed. Karen was very lean and fit. She could easily have been a bikini model, but for her pale skin. Her breasts looked to be about a B cup, but the bikini pushed them together creating cleavage. She was very Scotch-Irish looking with red hair, pale skin and plenty of freckles. The freckles dotted her cheeks and chest. They were sparser elsewhere with only a few on her belly.

“Lets hit the beach,” said Ted.

“After stopping off at the bar,” added Raymond.

The foursome took the elevator back down to the lobby and headed out back. The resort had a decent crowd. There were plenty of people, but not enough to cause any inconveniences. Somewhat disappointingly, the crowd was mostly older retirees. Ray and Ted felt proud when all the male eyes turned on their wives, staring appreciatively at their bikini clad bodies and Ted even grinned noticing more then a few of the older women checking out his chest.  Raymond stopped off at the bar and got them four cocktails. Sipping their drinks, the four friends walked past the band and down to the beach.

“You lotioned up, right hon?” asked Ted, staring worriedly at his pale wife.

“Yes, dear,” said Karen. “SPF one zillion. It’s safe.”

“We honeymooned in Florida and Karen was laid up for three days with bad sunburn,” Ted explained. “Ruined the trip. Hopefully, this will be like the honeymoon we never had.”

“YES!” sighed Lara, flushing with embarrassment when the other three turned to look at her. She had sounded almost orgasmic and she felt orgasmic. She’d stepped in the water. It was warm, gentle waves lapping at her ankles as she curled her toes and dug them into the sand. Just hours ago, she’d been covered in sleet as they caught a taxi to the airport.

“OH GOD! OH GOD! YESSSS!!” moaned Karen, joining and mocking her friend.

“What do they need us for?” asked Ray, looking at Ted.

Ted grinned watching the women. “Lets walk down the beach where it’s less crowded.” He took Karen’s hand and they walked in the surf away from the more crowded resort area.

Ray and Lara rarely held hands, but he took hers and they followed the younger couple. The crowd dissipated when they left the private beach. Another couple approached them and the four friends tried to keep their eyes straight ahead. The couple approaching them were nude or mostly nude. Neither were much to write home about, but it was hard not to look. They were both about sixty years old, probably grandparents. The man resembled an older Raymond, big beer belly, gray hair on his chest nearly bald pate. His penis was hardly noticeable as it was tucked into his scrotum beneath the shadow of the man’s gut. The woman wore bikini bottoms, but her breasts were bared, her belly and breasts sagged and were covered in wrinkly skin. “Bonjour,” they said in passing.

Ted turned and gave Ray a goofy grin. Karen flushed, her entire body turning rosy. Lara blushed a little too.
Raymond shrugged. “Europeans,” he said, as if that explained everything.

Ted walked backwards watching the couple. They were carrying the rest of their bathing suits. When they hit the resort the woman paused to put her bikini top on while the man stepped into his bathing suit. “Looks like the resort has a swimsuit policy, but the rest of the beach is clothing optional,” said Ted.

They passed a young mother with two toddlers playing in the surf. She was completely nude and worth looking at. Ray and Ted tried not to be obvious. Two men were next. They were lying on blankets nude. Both had shirts over their heads as they laid on their backs. Karen and Lara both glanced down. The men were holding hands as they tanned. They both had nice trim physiques. The one on the left had a shrunken average looking penis, but the one on the right had a plump one about six inches long as it laid across his thigh. The group passed the gay men so closely that Lara could make out a gold ring piercing the crown of the larger penis. Lara was not a fan of homosexuals and they seemed to be everywhere these days. They disgusted her, but she couldn’t look away from the plump penis with the piercing.

“This sure ain’t Buffalo,” said Ray.

“This looks good,” said Ted when they were a couple hundred feet past the gay men. He turned and ran down into the water diving forward and disappearing for a moment. Ray pulled his shirt off and followed him as did Karen a moment later. Lara paused and removed her wrap around skirt. When she turned around to face the water, Ted quickly turned away. He had been staring at her ass and for once she didn’t mind. She’d never cheat on Ray, but she found Ted extremely attractive and was pleased to see that he felt the same way about her. Her feelings for Ted were just a strong crush, but one she’d never consummate. She joined the others in the water.

Ted bent forward fumbling with something underwater. When he straightened back up he was holding his shorts. “I think we should go native.” He tossed his swimsuit out of the water and onto the beach.

Lara stared at him wide eyed. She tried to see through the water to the nice sized penis she’d been bouncing on in the taxi. The water was clear, but she could only get a teasing glimpse. “I’m not getting nude Teddy,” said Karen.

“Awe come on honey,” pleaded Ted. “Lets cut loose while we’re here.”

“No way,” she replied. “I’m not taking my bikini off.”

“That bikini isn’t covering a lot of skin to begin with. Why not?” Ted waited for his wife to answer, but she didn’t. “How about just the top then?”

Karen glanced nervously at Lara and Ray. “I will if you will,” Lara told the young red headed wife.

“If the ladies are in, I’m in,” said Ray, glancing back and forth between the two women.

Lara stared at Karen as she reached behind her neck and pulled the string on her bikini. The cup covering her full DD’s fell down. Her breasts were wet and glistening. The nipples were at full erection. Her nipples alone pushed out about ¾ of an inch when hard, but when they got like this, her entire areola swelled up another ¼” from the breast itself. Her areolas were large around, nearly the diameter of a soda can. Now they were covered in goose bumps.

“Damn,” said Ted, staring with admiration at his boss’s wife’s tits. Karen frowned at the subject of her husband’s gaze even though she was just as impressed by Lara’s bosom.

Lara glanced nervously at her husband, but Ray didn’t look upset by Ted‘s appreciation. Ray looked proud and he had a smug look on his face. “Damn is right,” he agreed bending down and coming up with his suit. Ray tossed it next to Ted’s on the beach and Lara turned to throw her bikini top out to.

“Oh , alright,” sighed Karen, reaching behind her back and untying her top. Small B-cups they may have been, but her breasts were nearly perfect, pale and conical. Her areola were only the size of a dime and they were of such a light pink as to nearly bend into Karen’s snow white breast flesh. The nipples were darker and stood out more. Like Lara’s, they were completely hard like pencil erasers.

“Sweet,” said Ray and Karen blushed.

“Hey, don’t stare at my wife’s tits,” said Ted, splashing his boss. Before turning and swimming away. Lara caught a nice glimpse of his bare ass, as tight and taut as the rest of him. Ray splashed at Ted, but the younger man had dived under.

They frolicked in the water for about fifteen minute before Ray finally said. “Alright, I need a drink.” He turned and headed to shore. They’d left their drinks on the beach. Soon his chubby hairy ass came into view something his wife didn’t care for seeing in private let alone in public in bright sunlight.

“Me too,” agreed Ted. He ran out to get his drinks and the women followed. Ted bent and grabbed his drink before turning around and facing Lara.

She couldn’t help it, her eyes zooming right in on his penis and what a penis it was. It dangled straight down a plump six inches. Even as she watched, it extended another inch and rose slightly from a dangling position. She looked up and found him staring just as appreciatively at her body. She was making him hard.
She hoped her husband hadn’t noticed her staring, but then Ray was too busy trying not to stare at Karen’s nice body.  Then Ray happened to glance over at Ted. “Whoa there, that’s a big boy.”

“Thanks,” said Ted with a smirk. Karen was smirking too. Now it was their turn to be smug. That was her penis too they were all staring at with appreciation.

“Hey, you guys know about shrinkage right,” said Ray suddenly defensive. His penis had shrunken up into the scrotum and was only about two inches long, barely noticeable under his gut. “We should head back for refills.” Ray quickly walked back down to the water and retrieved his suit pulling it on. Ray grabbed Ted’s suit and tossed it to the fit man. Ted caught it and threw his suit over his shoulder. Unlike Ray, he was in no hurry to hide his penis.

“I say we stay like this until we hit the resort,” said Ted watching the women go retrieve their bikini tops.
“But the women should have to take their bottoms off and join us.”

Ray hesitated as if deciding if seeing Karen’s naked crotch was worth him stripping again. He decided no apparently and just walked over to his topless wife. Lara smiled and put her arm through her husband’s to reassure him. “Maybe tomorrow,” she winked at her husband. “If I’m drunk enough.”

Karen remained topless too. She’d grown used to it pretty fast. “Gimme dem titties,” said Ted, reaching out lustfully for his wife’s breasts. She squealed and took of running in the opposite direction from the resort. Ted took off after her. When they came back, Karen was riding on Ted’s back. He was jogging and Lara watched his lovely penis slap from thigh to thigh.

Ted carried his wife on his back about half way to the resort. The slower moving couple watched them having fun. Lara couldn’t take her eyes off Ted’s ass. You could bounce a quarter off that thing, she thought. She was happy to take her eyes off his ass when he sat his wife down and turned back to face them. Her eyes ran down that fit muscular chest to his penis and she smiled with delight. Frolicking with his wife had made him semi-hard. His dick was about seven inches now. It didn’t look like it would get any longer, but it wouldn’t take much to make it swell some more and start to rise. He really was once sexy man.

Lara felt that this trip was already worth it just because she got to see Ted naked. She might never cheat on Ray, but she could sure use the image of Ted’s hot body in her mind when her own husband was rutting on top of her. She felt a little damp between the thighs just thinking about it and couldn’t help wondering what Ted’s slightly plumper and several inches longer prick might feel like inside her. She’d already decided that if the group did this again, she would go completely nude. She wondered if her shaved pussy would make his dick rise up any more. That was an image that would stay in her mind forever.

Or so she thought.

As they approached the resort, three people were standing at the border between the public and private beach. The one facing them in the middle was one of the hotel’s porters. The dark skinned islander wore khaki shorts and a white shirt with gold epaulettes on the sleeves.  He was shaking his head negatively and waving his arms. Facing him and away from the approaching foursome were two nude black men. Natives apparently for they had very dark African black skin. Their bodies glistened as if they had oiled themselves up. The men apparently wanted to keep walking through the resort, but the porter wouldn’t let them. The men turned in disgust, and Lara couldn’t help gasping. Ted and Ray had been chatting, but suddenly went dead silent. Karen stifled her own gasp.

The first black man was skinny to the point he looked malnourished. He had no muscles to speak of and a sunken chest with a round belly, but all eyes were on his penis. It swung between his legs like a foot long black banana. Lara couldn’t have imagined there were penises that big. The other black man was fitter then his companion with a decent physique. His penis was just as monstrous, the bulbous head was hooded making it appear slightly longer. Furthermore, the man’s legs were more muscular and they thrust his testicles out under his penis. His nuts were sized to go with the huge penis. Lara quickly glanced away when she realized the men had noticed her staring. Much to her embarrassment, the skinny native had the audacity to wink at her, a broad grin exposing sharply white teeth against his dark ugly face.

The enormous penises had completely silenced the group who continued to walk towards the porter. He waved his arms at them pointing at the girl’s breasts and motioning that they needed to put their tops on.
The group stopped while Karen and Lara put their bikini tops back on and Ted stepped back into his shorts. Lara couldn’t get the image of those two giant black penises out of her mind and they were the last things in the world she thought she‘d be thinking about. Her opinion of blacks was almost as bad as her opinion of gays. She took one last glance at Ted’s crotch as he pulled his shorts back on. His once impressive penis had shrunken up into his scrotum as if it were trying to hide.

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“Come on stud, put a baby in my belly.”

Raymond sighed and rolled off his wife. “Sorry,” he sighed. “It doesn’t appear to be working tonight.”

Lara rolled over and patted Ray on the chest. “It’s alright. It happens,” she said pretending not to be disappointed.

“It doesn’t happen to me. I’ll make it up to you,” he promised.

Lara rolled out of bed. She put Raymond’s Hawaiian shirt on to cover her nude body and stepped out through the glass doors and onto the balcony.  She was disappointed and horny and drunk and horny and booze always made her horny and being almost totally nude in front of Ted who was totally nude had made her horny. I am really horny, she thought fighting the urge to finger herself to satisfaction right out there on the balcony. The half moon was bright and lovely over the Caribbean sea. She turned to glance in at Ray and frowned. He was pulling on his little penis trying to make it hard. He’d never had problems before. Lara wondered if it might be feelings of inadequacy from seeing Ted’s penis.

Ted’s penis. So perfect. Thinking about it didn’t make her any less horny. She pictured her first glance of Ted’s penis from earlier. She couldn’t resist any longer and  she snuck her hand down in front of her, her fingers teasing her engorged clit. Ted’s penis. She kept her back to her husband hiding what she was doing from his gaze. Ted’s penis flopped from thigh to thigh as he walked. Her fingers slipped inside her and she stifled a moan. Their big black penises swayed hypnotically. The black man winked at her as he passed. His dark penis growing and plumping up as his black hands came up to grab her bare breasts. Lara pulled the fingers from her pussy in shock at the strange direction her fantasy had taken. Her fingers were soaked, she was so horny. She shivered, disgusted with herself for having a black man intrude on her fantasy about Ted.

“UNH! UNH! That’s it baby. Faster! Harder!”

Lara sighed, listening to her friends having sex. Ted apparently didn’t have any trouble keeping it hard tonight. Of course not, he was damn near perfect.

“YES! GONNA CUM! Ow! Ow! OW! FUCK!” screamed Karen.

“What? What’s wrong?” asked Ted.

Curious, Lara leaned over her balcony to spy on her neighbors, jumping back when the nightstand light switched on. She slowly leaned forwards again. She could just make out the head of the bed. Karen was on her back with Ted on top of her. He was sitting up looking down at her breasts.

“Oh my god. Get me some lotion,” begged Karen.

Lara winced. Even from outside the room, she could make out how red Karen’s sensitive breasts were. Karen hadn’t planned on going topless and subsequently hadn’t bothered to put sunscreen on her breasts. Ted slid off his wife and Lara stifled a gasp when he jumped out of bed. His penis was hard and rampant. He hadn’t gotten satisfaction. Fully erect, it truly was magnificent appearing to be somewhere between seven and eight inches long. Ted disappeared , the bathroom light coming on. When he returned, his penis was pointing down, deflating rapidly, but still amazing. He slid on the bed next to his wife and started applying cool lotion to her burned breasts.

“Oh god, here come the shivers,” moaned Karen.

Lara was grateful she had been nude when she used the tanning bed. Her base tan had protected her from the Southern sun. She winced again realizing that even Karen’s paler pink nipples were probably burnt. Lara returned to bed, stripping off Ray’s shirt. The booze, sun, and the traveling had finally put him to sleep. Her hand slid down between her legs again, a finger slipping into her unsatisfied pussy. She pictured Ted’s erect penis in her mind, her mouth sucking in her lower lip to keep from moaning too loudly as she wondered what something that big would feel like inside her. Her hips raised into her finger and soon it was two fingers. Lara’s breathing quickened. The giant cock swayed like a pendulum between the skinny man’s dark black thighs. How big would it get hard? Eleven inches? Twelve? The big black cock swelled, starting to rise. Lara yanked her fingers out of her pussy and squeezed her legs shut, her pending orgasm fading.

Damn those black men. How dare they ruin her sexual fantasies.

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“Karen’s got the sunburn shivers real bad,” said Ted as he took up a slice of bacon off his plate. “She’s laid up at least for today. Just like our honeymoon.” He shook his head, clearly depressed.

Ray and Lara sat across from him at their table during the breakfast buffet. Lara nodded sympathetically. “We’re hitting the beach after breakfast. Are you coming?”

“Maybe later,” replied Ted. “I’m gonna take her up a plate and sit with her for awhile.”

“Too bad,” said Ray. “Maybe she’ll recover quickly.”

“Not likely,” said Ted, getting up from the table. “She may be able to make dinner, but she won’t be ready to go out in the sun for a few days. She’ll be fine once the sun goes down.”

“Well if we don’t see you on the beach, we’ll see you for dinner,” said Ray.

“Too bad,” said Ray again after Ted had left.

“Yeah too bad you’re stuck in paradise with just your hot wife for company and not your employee,” said Lara, teasing him.

“Whoa there. That’s not what…” Ray trailed off when he realized she was kidding.

“And without Ted and Karen, I was considering going all natural on the beach today, but if you’d rather spend time with them, maybe the three of you can play cards while I hit the nude beach alone.”

“Seriously?”

“Why not? I could work on my overall tan,” said Lara, heading for the elevator. An excited Raymond jumped up and followed her.

Not wanting to make Karen’s mistake, Lara rubbed lotion on her entire body in the bathroom before putting her bikini on.

“Woof,” growled Ray when she emerged from the bathroom. His eyes ran up and down her body. He always found her wet glistening body sexy. “Maybe we should stay in awhile longer?”

“Later dear,” said Lara, packing some large beach towels, her lotion, and some water into a bag. “Lets hit the beach.”

The couple left the hotel and stopped off at the bar first. Ray ordered a whisky sour and she got a pina colada. Ray was still sipping his drink when she slipped off her flip flops and stepped off the edge of the pool. The warm water enveloped her entire body. Lara held her breath, enjoying the feeling of being fully immersed in the pool. She still couldn’t believe that 24 hours ago, she’d been bundled up and in an ice storm. Now she was in a private paradise in the Bahamas.

Ray was sitting on a submerged bar stool at the pool bar when she surfaced from the water. He’d ordered them both another drink. She happily slid into the stool next to him. They clinked glasses and kissed. He was grinning too, as happy as she was.

When the drinks were gone, they waded out of the pool and headed down to the beach while holding hands.
A black islander was moving around from person to person. He was holding a camera and taking pictures. He spied them and quickly strolled over. “Peecture?” he asked, his voice accented.

Lara crinkled her nose at the man. He was medium height, rather skinny, and wore an open shirt showing off his rounded paunch. The man had shorts and sandals on, both a little tattered. He smiled, nodding his head at them eager to take a picture. He was missing a front tooth and the rest of his teeth weren’t in much better shape. She’d have found him nasty looking even without the bad teeth. His shirt did have a badge from the resort hanging on it so at least he wasn’t some con man. “Peecture, Yes?” he asked again.

“Sure,” said Ray, pulling his wife into him and putting his arm around her waist.

The photographer moved around them to put the sea and some palm trees in the background. He snapped a picture and showed Ray the image on screen. “Great,” said Ray, admiring the photo and especially how smoking hot Lara was in the skimpy bikini. “Wait until I show the boys at work this picture.”

“Don’t you dare,” said Lara, serious, but pleased her husband wanted to show her off.

“What room are you and your daughter staying een?” asked the photographer.

Ray frowned, but didn’t correct the islander. He gave the man their room number then turned and pulled Lara in for a kiss and not the kind a father gives his daughter. The two then strolled holding hands down the beach and came to the clothing optional sign just outside the resort. Lara paused at the sign and then slowly stepped past it as if crossing some imaginary fence. Ray smiled as she untied her top, her magnificent breasts appearing for anyone to see. “Whoops, my top just came undone,” she said, grinning.

“If I didn’t know better, I’d say you had an exhibitionist streak.”

Lara paused in thought. “Maybe I do,” she said, seriously considering it. “I used to get sick of men staring at my cleavage all the time. Men don’t take you seriously when your bosom is this big. The girls are good for getting me out of  speeding tickets though. After we met, you kept buying me skimpy lingerie and bikinis that barely fit. You clearly enjoy showing me off.”

“That I do,” said Ray. “Poor Ted’s jaw practically hit the sand when he saw your tits yesterday.”

Lara nipples suddenly hardened to the point they hurt at the mention of Ted. She hoped Ray didn’t notice or just assumed it was from the breeze. “At some point, I came to like it too, both the attention and how proud you were of your wife’s looks.”

“I’m the luckiest man in the world,” said Ray with enough conviction that Lara wanted to cry both from her husband’s love and her guilt over her crush on Ted. “But I have one question. Are you drunk enough?”

Lara was a little buzzed, but not quite enough to want to pull the panties down. She did it anyway as a way to alleviate her guilt over her crush on Ted. Lara untied the side strings on her bikini and let her panty fall to the sand.  She bent down to pick it up and when she stood back up, she suddenly realized that every male eye on the beach was staring at her. They were all on the resort side and clothed, most with wives or girlfriends, but all were staring in her direction even some of the women. Lara blushed. She’d shaved her pubic mound for this trip and wished she hadn’t. Her bare pussy made her feel even more naked. “Ah.. Lets go,” she said, turning away from the crowd. She put her bikini into the bag.

Ray didn’t pull his shorts off to join her. He just took her hand and led her off down the beach. Lara glanced back over her shoulder to see if the crowd was still watching her. They were. She also noticed the black photographer was standing at the sign post with his camera pointed her way. She quickly looked away hoping all he had gotten a picture of was her rear end. Maybe she did have a small exhibitionist streak, but she still didn’t want to end up on some website full of nude women on the beach.

Ray and Lara walked further then they had yesterday with Ted and Karen. Eventually they came to a small cove with clear water maybe four feet deep. Colorful fish swam in the water. Lara waded into the cove and dove in. The water felt great and she swam around in it for a few minutes. When she stood, she noticed Ray had spread their blankets out underneath a palm tree behind a bush that left them relative privacy. Her husband was standing calves deep in the water staring at her. He had removed his shorts and was as nude as she was. Lara waded towards him. He kept staring at her, mouth slightly open. “What?” she asked.

“I can’t believe how beautiful you are,” he said with complete sincerity.

Lara’s body slowly rose out of the water. She had no idea how sexy she looked, her body covered in water droplets, glistening with the sunlight. It was having an effect on Ray. His penis extended an inch and started to rise as she approached. Lara stepped up to her husband. “What’s this?” she asked, grabbing his penis and stroking it. Ray grabbed her by the neck and pulled her in for a kiss.  Before Lara knew what was happening, Ray was pulling her down onto the blanket. “Really Ray? Here? People will see us.”

“We’re hidden by the shrubs,” he told her. Lara was on her back now, legs opening for him. Ray guided the head of his penis to his wife’s pussy and pushed it in. “Besides, I want you now.”

“I want you to,” she whispered, the ease in which his penis easily entered her proof of her words. Lara placed her hand around the back of his neck and pulled him on top of her. They kissed, Ray working his penis in and out of her at a slow, but steady pace. His gut was crushing her. Lara pushed him up so that she could breath. “Roll over,” she said.

Ray’s penis slipped out as he rolled over on his back. Lara straddled him and guided his penis back inside her. His eyes were wide open in amazement. This was their favorite position, but sex was usually in the dark for them. He moaned, almost mewling. He wouldn’t last much longer, so she slowed down. She placed her hands on his beer belly and slid her hands up to his wisps of gray chest hair. Lara closed her eyes, feeling the sun’s heat on her skin, slowly drying her wet hair. She leaned back to avoid his gut, pushing her pussy down around his penis and taking him as deep as possible. She squeezed her pelvic muscles around his thin shaft milking it, wanting his seed to shoot as close to her womb as possible. If they conceived here, right now, in this magical place, at this magical moment, she would remember it forever every time she stared at their son or daughter.

The only thing ruining the moment was the buzzing of an insect. It constantly clicked and clicked. A shadow fell across her face. “WHAT THE FUCK!” yelled Ray just as she opened her eyes.  Lara screamed.

“Keep fucking her, Meester,” said the black photographer, snapping away on his camera.

Lara was leaping off her husband and throwing her arms across her breasts even as Ray was throwing her off him as he tried to stand up. “Jesus! Ray, stop him,” she pleaded. “JESUS!” The second time she blasphemed was when she realized the photographer had gone native on the nude beach. His penis had gotten erect watching her and Ray make love on the beach. And what a penis it was! The coal black monster stuck out from the ugly islanders black pubes by more then a foot. The head was bigger then a black plum and the entire shaft was as thick as her wrist. The man’s testicles matched the size of his huge penis. They were closer in size to the coconuts that littered the sand under the palm trees where Ray’s were smaller then a walnut. “Oh my god,” she gasped in disbelief, watching that huge obscene penis bobbing as the photographer danced away from Ray’s grasping hands.

“Calm down. I geev you copies,” the ugly black man promised.

“Give me that camera,” growled Ray, finally struggling to his feet.

The skinny black man turned and ran. His shorts and shirt were lying in a pile nearby. He bent to scoop them up, never slowing. Ray jogged after him, but the black man had already pulled well ahead. Ray gave up and was breathing heavily as he walked back. Ray had lost his erection., his penis shrinking and shriveling up under the shade of his beer belly. It looked even smaller then it had yesterday.  Lara couldn’t help comparing it to the photographer’s huge erect penis and wondered if Ray’s humiliation was what was causing his penis to retreat up into his scrotum so much. Even as she watched, it receded further into his scrotum until all she could make out of it was the head.

“Ray, you’ve got to delete those pictures,” she pleaded.

“Gimme my shorts,” he growled. “I’m going after him. I’ll go to the hotel’s manager if I can’t find the little bastard,”

Lara stood and walked down to the cove.  “What about me?”

“You can stay here or follow me. If I don’t see you back at the resort, I’ll come back here.”

“Alright, just get that camera,” she begged. The thought of pornographic pictures of her appearing on the internet horrifying her. Lara watched her husband take off at a slow jog that lasted about 50 feet before Ray stopped to catch his breath again. He resumed chasing the photographer, but this time walking. Lara looked down the beach. She hadn’t realized how far they’d walked that morning. The resort beach was at least two miles away and she could still make out the form of their voyeur still jogging now at least a mile ahead of her husband. The photographer suddenly cut off the beach and disappeared into the palms and shrubs. Doubtless some shortcut that he knew.

“What’s all the commotion?”

The voice startled her and Lara jumped in alarm. Ted was standing behind her, thigh deep in the water of the cove. She turned and his eyes zoomed right in on her breasts, moving down to her bare pubic mound. Again, she felt even more naked having shaved down there. Worse, his gaze had her arousal flowing and she hoped he wouldn’t notice her wet thighs glistening in the sun. Ted’s bare penis wasn’t erect, but it was swollen. It swelled even more as she stared. The plump head had been dangling in the water, but now it grew as his penis rose up a little from staring at her nude body. “My eyes are up here,” she said.”

“So are mine,” he replied. Ted slipped into the deeper water and his cock disappeared to her gaze.

Lara laughed and dove forwards, swimming towards him, keeping most of her body submerged. “What are you doing here?” she asked.

“I was trying to find you, but I guess I missed your camp. I was a mile further along the beach before I turned around and headed back. I heard Ray yelling and saw him chase off after that black man.”

Lara frowned. “We caught him taking pictures of us without permission,” she told him.

“Just nudes of you sunbathing? I saw plenty of men sneaking pictures of you and Karen yesterday when we walked the beach.”

Lara flushed. “We were fooling around,” she admitted reluctantly.

Ted nodded. “Asshole. Want me to go help Ray chase him down?”

“No,” she said. “Stay with me. I’m not comfortable being alone like this. Let’s get dressed and we’ll head back.”

Ted swam after her, watching Lara’s nude body rise up from the water again. He was in as much awe of her naked form as her husband had been watching her glistening body emerge from the water. She waded up to the beach and around the scrub brush to her camp. Lara bent over to open her bag, pulling out her bikini. She heard Ted gasp. Her face turned red again as she realized, she’d just flashed him her beaver. “I should put some more lotion on before we go,” she said, this time squatting to take the lotion from her bag. She turned towards him. Oh geez, she thought. Flashing him had turned his penis completely hard. It stuck straight out as engorged as it had been last night when she saw him making love to Karen. She’d thought it was somewhere between seven and eight inches last night. She’d overestimated. It was closer to seven. She turned away from it wondering why it seemed smaller to her now. It was the most perfect penis she’d ever seen. It was straight as an arrow, streamlined, and perfectly sized for Ted’s fit body, big compared to Ray, but not big compared to the blac…

“Let me get your back for you?” asked Ted.

Lara reached the lotion out behind her and Ted took it. She lifted her long brown hair for him. Soon she felt Ted’s slick strong hands on her shoulders and neck. He wasn’t coating her skin, he was massaging it. He kneaded her shoulders, his hands running down her back, covering her arms. Lara closed her eyes and moaned as she relaxed. Ted’s hands reached her lower back and hips. He removed them to add more lotion to his palms and when they returned he was rubbing her bare ass. “Hmmm, naughty,” she whispered.

“Don’t want this fine ass of yours to burn,” he replied, his hands squeezing and massaging both cheeks on her rear end.

The slick hands moved down her back thighs, kneading her legs. He tried to move between them, but she held firm keeping her thighs closed. Ted paused again. This time she felt lotion strike her lower back. It ran right down between her butt crack, over her anus, and coating her labia until it dripped from her clit. His hands ran through the pool on her back, running up her sides and under her arms. Lara could feel the tip of Ted’s cock start to poke it’s way between her thighs. The lotion dripping off her ass and on her wet legs coated the tip of his penis. Every instinct told her to open her legs for him, but she kept them shut. Ted didn’t give up. He pushed forwards again, but this time, his penis shot up between the folds of her ass cheek and he pushed his pelvis against her ass trapping his cock there even as his hands slipped around her sides and over her breasts.

“Oh god Ted,” moaned Lara. She wanted to pull away, but his hands had found her nipples. He pinched her hard nubs between his fingers and thumb. She pushed her ass back into his crotch even as he slowly humped her ass. Ted’s shaft slid snuggly between her ass cheeks, the head squeezing between the small of her back and his hard stomach. “We can’t.”

“I want you so bad,” he whispered in her ear before kissing her neck.

“Oooohhh!” she squealed as one slick hand slid down over her sexy belly to touch her pubic mound. “We’re married Ted.” Lara used the last of her will power to jerk her ass forwards and away from him. If his fingers had found their way down another inch or so and she would have been a goner.

Ted moaned in frustration. “I’m sorry,” he cried. His arms falling in defeat to his sides.

Lara turned to face him. She gasped when she saw how engorged his slick cock was. It stuck straight out from him. The head had turned an angry red, almost purple and looked like it was about to explode. “I want you to and under different circumstances, if we weren‘t both…. She let it trail off. “I love my husband and you love Karen.”

“Please,” he whispered. Ted reached out and took her wrist. He brought her hand over to his throbbing cock. Lara’s fingers glided over his hard shaft. “Do this for me.”

“Okay,” she said. Her hand grabbed his penis. The flood between her legs turned into Niagara Falls when she felt his hard cock in her hand. Her hand easily slid up and down his hard lotion-coated shaft. She stared at it in fascination, so different from Ray’s penis. Her will weakened even more. Ted reached out and gently caressed her right breast. Her elongated nipple was hard to the point it hurt, but the pain turned to a wave of pleasure when he gently squeezed it. Her will weakened even more. There was really only one option to remain faithful to her husband. She started jerking him off faster. She stared at it, wanting to see him squirt. Her fertile pussy quivered in yearning for the shaft in her hand. It desired this man’s seed. Ted’s shaft hardened even more. If she got him off with her hand, she was safe from her own desires. He groaned and she knew he was close. His cock was going to blow any second.

“FREEZE!”

Lara and Ted both jumped, her hand releasing his penis. It flew up to slap against his stomach before falling back down.

“You’re under arrest,” grunted the giant black man.

“Oh no,” cried Lara.

The black man wore the colorful uniform of the Bahamian police. He was a huge man bristling with muscles and could easily have passed for a U.S. Marine or a heavyweight boxer. Like most islanders, his skin was a dark African black and his features were very African with a broad flat nose and broad lips.  Lara found such features menacing and ugly and given the man’s size, she found herself cowering before him. “Got a report from the resort there were foreigners fucking out here and it looks like I caught ya red-handed.”

“We were just fooling around,” said Ted.

“The resort photographer said you were doing more than just fooling around.” The policeman folded his arms across his broad chest. His eyes ran up and down Lara’s nude body. She shivered under his gaze. Her state of arousal still had her nipples hard and her clit was sticking out from under her pubic mound. Even as he stared a drop from her arousal or the tanning lotion dripped from her distended clit.

“Bastard,” Lara hissed under her breath. The nasty photographer had ratted them out to the police after taking their pictures.

“What was dat ma’am?” said the officer.

“Ah nothing,” replied Lara. “Look officer…” Lara read his nametag. “Okeke. We thought we had some privacy and made a mistake. We apologize and promise not to do it again. May we return to the resort now?”

Okeke smiled. His grin was broad, his teeth very white against his dark black skin. “You mainlanders are all alike. You come here and tink ya owns da place. Well ya don’t. Jus cuz ya can go nude on da beach, doesn’t mean ya can fuck out in public. What if da children saw ya?”

“Ted, do something,” Lara pleaded.

Ted frowned. “Look sir. We’re sorry. I have a hundred dollars American in my suit. How about you let us go back to the resort and I’ll leave it behind for someone to find?”

Okeke shook his head. “Bribe’n an officer, are ya? Now I have no choice, but to arrests ya.”

“TED!” Lara punched him in the arm for making things worse.

“Ya two come wit me. You’ll be processed and hafta spend da week in jail before ya can get a hearing.”

“WHAT?” asked Lara in disbelief. “But we’re leaving in three days.”

“Not anymore,” said Okeke, no longer grinning.

“Please?” pleaded Lara, tears rolled down both cheeks. “Just let us go.”

“I might be willin to look da other way on one condition.” The grin returned to the dark black man’s face.

“Anything,” said Lara. “What’s the condition?”

“Ya two finish what ya started.”

“Excuse me,” she answered, frowning.

“Yes, what was that?” chimed in Ted.

“Ya wife is a sexy lady, mon,” said Okeke.

“She’s not my…” Ted paused.

“She more den sexy, mon. She built like big titted American porn star. I want ta watch ya two fuckin.”

“But, we’re not… we can’t…” Lara stuttered in disbelief.

“Perform wit me watchin? Just pretend I’m not here, close ya eyes,” said Okeke. His grin disappeared as his broad lips covered his shiny white teeth. “It’s dat or ya go to jail for a week. Da choice is yours.”

“You don’t understand,” said Ted, trying to reason with the man.

“Ted?”

“What?” asked Ted, turning to look at Lara. To his surprise, she had walked over to the blanket and was sitting down on it. “Lara?”

“Let’s get this over with before Ray comes back.” Lara leaned back on her elbows and spread her legs open.

Ted turned and walked towards her. His penis had deflated during the confrontation, but it started to rise again as his gaze fell on her glistening slit. It was fully hard by the time he was kneeling between her bent knees. “Lara… I’m sorry,” he told her.

Lara stared at the handsome fit man. He didn’t look sorry. He looked eager. His eyes were staring at her tits and belly, at his bobbing penis pointing towards her pubic mound. He took his penis and brought the head down on her labia. Her pussy quivered at his touch. “Do it, Ted. Fuck me. Just this once.”

Ted’s head parted her pussy lips and pushed inside her. At that point, it felt like her pussy did everything possible to pull Ted’s cock deep inside her. Her vaginal muscles contracted inwards, sucking his cock towards her womb. “Oh my god,” groaned Ted.

“Oh gawd is right,” she responded, his cock bottoming out inside her. Ted’s penis felt incredible. He was thicker then Ray and close to two inches longer. She’d fantasized about this a thousand times and none of them came close to the real thing.

“You feel so good, Lara,” he moaned, working several inches in his penis in and out of her pussy. “It’s been years since I’ve been bareback in a woman.” He looked like he was about to cry he was so happy. “So good.”

“You feel good to,” she replied. He was staring at her body, at her breasts and at his shaft pumping in and out of her bare pubic mound. He moved his gaze up until Lara found they were staring into each others eyes while he fucked her. Her heart fluttered and her pussy muscles squeezed hard down around his shaft, pulling him deep. “AAaah!” she cried, cumming for this man.

Ted lowered his head, his lips pressing against hers while she still trembled from her orgasm. She kept her lips tightly closed believing that a kiss was too intimate, but her resistance only lasted a few seconds. They kissed. His tongue slowly pushing into her mouth, dueling with hers. Both of them moaning with lust and several years of pent up desire. Her hips began bucking up into his dick as fast as his was pumping in and out of her.

Lara’s lips followed his trying to keep the kiss going, but he pulled back wanting to stare at her some more. This was bad. This was very bad. A part of her had hoped that fucking Ted would have gotten him out of her system. This didn’t feel like fucking, this was deeper and passionate. This felt like they were making love. Lara knew then that she did love this man. Yet, she still loved Ray and they were trying to have a baby. Her womb craved Ted’s seed. Her pussy muscles were doing more then squeezing Ted’s cock, they were milking it. Her aroused fertile body wanted Ted’s seed more then anything, but common sense prevailed. She needed to make sure he pulled out. “Ted?” she whispered.

“I wanna see da slut ridin ya,” said the policeman.

His voice startled Lara. She was so caught up in the moment, she’d almost forgotten that he was present. Her pussy immediately felt empty as Ted slowly pulled out. Ted fell over on his side. Lara sat up, flashing the evil cop a sneer before she looked away from him and mounted Ted. Lara took hold of the larger penis and guided it back inside her, sighing as she took him deep. Ted’s hands were squeezing her breasts as she slowly rode him. Lara looked down at his flat stomach and muscular chest so different from her husband’s. Her eyes roamed up until they met his gaze again and she felt that same tremor of emotion surge through her, another small orgasm soaking Ted’s dick. She’d never cum twice with Ray before. She quickly looked up and away from gazing at this man she now knew she loved. Her eyes stared at the palm trees and clear blue waters of their private little cove. She was in paradise fucking the man she loved. Lara could feel the tremors of a third orgasm building. The magical moment was ruined by the black native moving into her line of sight.

“Dats it. Ride that little white dick you sexy slut,” said the cop. He grabbed and squeezed the bulge under his uniform.

Lara trembled in fear at the sight of the monstrous bulge beneath the black man’s trousers. Lara closed her eyes to hide the black man from her sight. She felt Ted squeeze her breasts just under a nipple and then his lips clamped down around it, teeth gently biting her long distended nipple. Ted sucked it once and then his tongue began flickering over her nipple. Her pending orgasm had faded, but now it swiftly returned. Lara arched her back grinding her pussy down over Ted’s cock. She through her head back, mouth opening wide. “Ah! Ah! AAAAH-MMMmmmmph.”

Lara opened her eyes in surprise as she tried not to gag. She found herself staring cross-eyed down the thick shaft of the Bahamian’s humongous shaft just as her orgasm broke. Unfortunately this caused her mouth to open wider as she tried to cry out in pleasure. Okeke took the opportunity to push the huge cock head in even deeper.

“Hey! What the fuck?” cried Ted’s voice beneath her.

“Relax mon,” answered Okeke. “Just tryin yo wife’s mouth out. Now shut da fuck up.”

Okeke grabbed Lara’s head and slowly withdrew his cock from her mouth. The black cock bobbed evilly just under her nose.  The head looked like a dark overripe plum with a pee slit as long as her eye. Milky fluid was dripping from the pee slit. The head glistened from her saliva. This monster would choke her to death. “Please?” she pleaded.

“We go slow,” he reassured her, grinning again. He grabbed her head tighter and his cock head pushed hard against her lips. Realizing she had no choice, Lara slowly opened her mouth, tears running down her cheek when she tasted the man’s salty precum on her tongue. The cock head entered her mouth and she fought the urge to gag. Outside of the occasional handshake, she’d never even touched a black man’s skin and she’d even found the handshake distasteful. Lara was experiencing both her greatest fantasy and her darkest nightmare and there was nothing she could do about it.

Okeke kept pulling her head forwards until the end of his cock pushed into her throat past her uvula. Lara hacked and he pulled back. He pushed forward again. This time she relaxed her throat and breathed through her nose as the big cock slipped into her throat. Her throat had never been this stretched out before and she started to gag again. He pulled back, this time his cock sprang free. The black log bobbed before her eyes, the head and about an inch of shaft glistened from her saliva. “Spit on it,” he ordered. Lara looked up from his cock. Okeke had unbuttoned the front of his uniform revealing the impressive muscular outlines of his chest. His chest glistened with sweat from the hot sun and being under the colorful uniform. Her eyes moved up from his chest to look him in the face. “Spit on it,” he said again. Lara looked down at the black log, leaned forward and let her saliva run over it. “More,” said Okeke. She did it again. “Now take your hands and jerk the shaft.”

“Like this?” she asked putting both hands on the huge cock and sliding them up and down the shaft.

“Good,” replied the black man. “But more spit.”

“HEY!” complained Ted when she spit again. Some of her saliva was dripping off the shaft to fall on Ted’s face.

Shit! She’d forgotten about Ted. The previously big penis in her pussy had gone limp. Her eyes widened in fear. He’d cum in her fertile womb and she hadn’t even noticed. She was about to jump off Ted to let his semen run out, but Okeke pushed his cock head past her lips again. Strong dark fingers slipped through her long brown hair, pulling her head forwards over the massive black cock. The black man began bobbing her head along the tip of his cock while she stroked his shaft. She was forced to sit still with Ted’s limp penis plugging her pussy and trapping his seed inside her.

Okeke’s fingers gripped her head tightly forcing her to rapidly suck his cock while she used her hands to keep pace with her mouth. Lara was relieved when he relaxed his tight grip. She kept the pace, twirling her tongue around the big cock head before swallowing more of it into her throat. Okeke reached down to move some of her hair out of the way and she realized that he wasn’t guiding her at all anymore. She was doing this all on her own and his cock seemed to like it. It was growing bigger.

“Yo wife a good cocksucker, mon,” said Okeke.

Ted said nothing in reply. His face was still scrunched up, eyes closed as the cock above his head was still dripping saliva.

Okeke suddenly grabbed the back of her head and pulled her forwards. With a grunt, he ejaculated down her throat. The sheer volume of the man’s load stretched her esophagus out so much it hurt. Lara couldn’t take the volume, grabbing his hips and pushing herself back to keep from choking. As the cock head left her throat it continued ejaculating so much that her mouth filled. Lara gagged, sperm flying from her mouth and a wave of semen flowed down her chin.

“FUCK!” cried Ted beneath her and she could feel him thrashing around trying to turn his face away from the dripping sperm.

She let Ray cum in her mouth though she spit it out in a tissue, never swallowing. Okeke’s cock was still bucking, discharging large amounts of his black seed with each spasm and jerk. Okeke’s seed tasted different from Ray’s. The black man’s semen was thicker and richer. It’s consistency was closer to pudding then Ray’s watery semen.  As her mouth filled, she swallowed. Lara told herself that she did so to keep more of the black man’s sperm from dripping on Ted, but the truth was that it tasted GOOD. She gulped four times before Okeke put his hand on her forehead and pushed her back. His cock sprang free bouncing up and down, streams of white sperm struck her face forcing her to close her eyes. She couldn’t see it, but Okeke grabbed her cock, jerking the remaining sperm out of the shaft as he aimed it at Lara’s large bosom shooting three large wads of white pudding-like cum that hit each breast and in between.

“Fuck,” cried Ted, more muffled as sperm splattered off her tits and onto his face.  He peeked through one eye at the elongated erect nipple that had so recently been in his mouth and now had the black Bahamian’s sperm running down and dripping off it.

Lara wiped sperm from her eyes and jumped off Ted’s penis as quickly as she could. Okeke had put his cock away and was finishing buttoning up his uniform. Ted ran the back of his palm across his mouth to clean off any sperm and sprang to his feet. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” he complained.

“Shut the fuck up, mon.” Okeke rested his hand on a long black bully club hanging from his belt and Lara couldn’t help but compare the club to the size of the black man’s penis. “You lucky I’m not arresting both of ya. Now run off to your white mon’s resort and consider yourself lucky. Next time I catch ya breaking da law, I’m gonna fuck yo slut wife.”

Okeke backed away to make sure Ted wasn’t going to jump him. Then the big black man slowly started walking down the beach away from the resort.

Ted did take a couple steps as if to follow Okeke, but he soon turned around. Lara gazed down at his penis. The thing had shriveled up so much into his scrotum that it didn’t look any bigger then her husband’s. He seemed to realize what she was thinking. Ted quickly grabbed his shorts and started to pull them on.

“You shouldn’t have cum inside me,” she told him.

“I did..” Ted paused not finishing. Instead he said, “You better get cleaned up.”

Lara could feel the sperm dripping down her face and running down her breasts as it liquefied. In a zombie like trance she walked past Ted and down into the cove. Lara didn’t know what came over her, but she brought her fingers up to her nipples and rubbed Okeke’s semen into them, pinching them and feeling herself becoming aroused. She’d already unconsciously run her tongue around her lips to lick up any sperm within it’s reach.

Lara lowered herself into the water and began cleaning herself. She peed while submerged in the water, but could see no signs that she was forcing any of Ted’s sperm from her pussy.  She still felt dirty when she left the water and went to retrieve her bikini. Ted was staring at her body while she dressed. She looked at him, but there was no flutter in her stomach, no twinge of lust, and any feelings she’d felt for him when they’d first started fucking were gone. She felt relieved. She had gotten him out of her system, but she would always have the pleasant memory of their encounter and the three orgasms he had given her.

They walked back to the resort in silence.

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Ted took off to go check on Karen and Lara found her husband sitting at the pool bar having a drink. Raymond saw her and waved her over. “You alright?” he asked as she got closer. “You look pale for someone who has been out in the sun.”

“Something I ate,” she replied feeling what felt like a gallon of Okeke’s seed sloshing around in her stomach. “And I’m still upset over that damned photographer.”

“You’re not gonna believe this,” said Raymond. “The dude’s name is Kimbo and he’s the illegitimate son of a former Prime Minister and his mistress. The Prime Minister is an investor in this resort and they actually pay the bastard to take pictures.  The manager said there’s nothing he can do about it.”

“Seriously?”

Raymond ordered another drink for himself and one for his wife as she sat down next to him. “The manager did seem apologetic and I got the impression ours wasn’t the first complaint about Kimbo. He did give me this.” Ray held up a piece of paper.

Lara took the paper and read it. It was a voucher for an all day fishing trip. “That’s it? That’s all they offered? You know I get seasick.”

“I know, but these trips are expensive and the manager said mahi-mahi and sailfish fishing have been excellent lately. I figured you could take a Dramamine. It’s a great comp.”

Lara wasn’t sure how much of a comp pictures of her and her husband having sex were worth. She slid the paper back to Ray, “Dramamine doesn’t help. Take Ted.”

“I’d rather stare at you in that bikini all day then Ted, but if you don’t mind me going without you…”

“I’ll see if Karen wants to go shopping or something.” Lara smiled. A day with Ted out of her sight might help her compose herself so that she could act normal around him. She told Raymond her stomach was still bothering her and had room service while Ray and Ted went out to dinner  as Karen was still laid up. The men ended up drinking until late. Lara woke up from a deep sleep to find her drunk husband sucking on one of her nipples. As soon as he realized she was awake, Raymond climbed on top of her. She opened her legs, praying he wouldn’t notice anything different after Ted had stretched her open earlier. She needn’t have worried. Raymond brought his crotch up to hers, his little penis flailing around like a limp noodle. Raymond had a major case of the whiskey dick, the second case in as many days. He thrust his hips against her like he believed he had an erection and then his body collapsed down heavily on her. A loud snore erupting in her ear from the face buried in the pillow under her head.

Lara struggled to roll her husband off her and push him as far towards the edge of the king sized bed as she could. She rolled onto her back and stared at the ceiling. Between her husbands snores came Karen’s gentle moans from next door. Of course, Ted didn’t get whiskey dick and or course, Ted didn’t have any compunctions against fucking his wife after he’d cheated on her earlier. Karen’s moans grew louder before turning into a little scream of pleasure. Lara briefly felt jealous now that she knew how good Ted’s dick felt. She was aroused listening to her friends fuck next door, but resisted the urge to touch herself. Her eyes closed and she fell asleep picturing how good Ted’s big black cock had felt.

“You’re so big,” she gasped, grabbing Okeke’s big black cock and guiding it inside her pussy as she lowered herself down on his shaft. “Told ya I’d fuck ya if you broke da law again,” said the naked black man beneath her. Okeke’s muscular torso glistened with sweat as she ran her small white hands over his hard chest. “You feel so good, Lara,” he told her in Ted’s voice. Lara bent down to kiss him. His dark black flat nose and his broad lips no longer seemed ugly to her. They kissed passionately.  Lara was on all fours, luxuriating in the feeling of Ted’s cock inside her. She turned to look over her shoulder smiling at the dark skinned black man fucking her from behind. She loved  Ted’s black cock more then anything in the world. She turned to look at the policeman forcing them to fuck. The white man had opened his uniform, he was fit and good looking but his penis was so small at a hard five inches. “Oh Ted, that nigger’s penis is so little,” she heard herself say. “I see da mon’s little penis,” said Ted’s deep voice behind her. The real Ted in the Bahamian police uniform stepped up to her mouth. It was Ray’s penis jutting out from Ted’s body. The penis went completely limp even as she wrapped her lips around it. She took the limp penis inside her mouth, her lips kissing his pubes. It started to grow and grow and grow. The penis pushed down her throat and she opened her eyes to see herself staring down a long black shaft. It jerked, pumping thick rich seed down her throat. She milked the shaft, wanting more because it tasted so good. Both men pulled their cocks out and Lara found herself on her knees, cupping her breasts, mouth open and tongue out as both the giant black cocks hosed her with their semen. “I should clean up,” said Lara dripping with sperm. She walked down the beach to the cove, the clear blue water was now a thick white pudding. Lara touched it with her toes, the hot sperm lapping at her feet felt orgasmic as she lowered herself into it. Lara floated on her back in the buoyant pool of hot cum, rubbing the thick sperm into her breasts, forcing it between her legs and licking it off her fingers.

Lara awoke with a start! She was belly down on the bed, ass up in the air. She could feel her arousal running down her thighs. She was so wet, she wondered if Ray had fucked her in her sleep or maybe Ted’s sperm was finally leaking out, but it was all her. She heard a groan from the bathroom and then the shower turned on. Ray walked out of the bathroom ten minutes later with a towel around his waist. “Good morning,” she said.

Ray stopped and brought his hand up to his forehead, rubbing his temples. “Not so loud,” he moaned.

The edges of Lara’s mouth curled up in a wry grin. She hoped both Ray and Ted would be completely miserable out on the water fishing today, but then she felt guilty for thinking it. This was vacation after all and they should have fun even if Ray was abandoning her to go on the comped fishing trip. Maybe she and Karen would have a good time shopping alone? Oh, by the way Karen, I fucked your husband yesterday. I hope you don’t mind. “Maybe you shouldn’t have gotten so drunk last night,” she said, her tone sounding more bitchy then she intended.

“You think?” groaned Ray, going to her purse and looking for her bottle of aspirin.

Lara watched Ray get ready from bed. He dressed and leaned down to kiss her before leaving. She heard him knock on Ted and Karen’s door a moment later. Lara got out of bed and stretched. She walked over to the balcony and peeked out through the curtain. It was early, but the sun was out and bright. Some resort employees were preparing for the day in the pool and bar area. A few couples were walking the beach and there was one jogger down by the water. Early enough it was still pretty quiet.

Lara strolled to the bathroom and took her own shower. She still felt dirty from yesterday’s events and lathered herself up well before shaving her legs, under her arms, and pubic mound. She stepped out of the shower and rubbed lotion all over her body to keep her skin soft and smooth in the tropical sun. When she finished, she tied her bikini on and pulled a flowered summer dress over her body before tying her wet brown hair up in a ponytail. Her belly growled and she was just thinking about going down for some breakfast when there was a knock at the door. She figured it was Karen or housekeeping. They could clean her room while she was downstairs eating.  She walked to the door and pulled it open. Lara gasped in shock as the black photographer grinned at her, his missing black tooth standing out from the yellowish bad teeth. She slammed the door shut.

Lara took several steps back from the door staring at it in horror. The islander knocked again. She stepped forward and peered through the peephole. He wore the same exact clothes as yesterday. His camera was around his neck. He was holding an envelope.  He knocked again. “Open de door Meez Clark,” he said.

“Go away,” she growled through the door. She watched as he stooped, something sliding under the door at her feet. Lara felt the color drain from her face as she bent to pick it up.

“Open up,” said Kimbo again.

Lara looked down at the picture of herself with her eyes closed riding her husband’s penis on the beach yesterday.  The persistent little fuck knocked again, but she ignored it. She could live with this. She and Ray might even own a piece of this resort when they got done suing it. The second picture to come under the door, she couldn’t live with. She was on her back with Ted guiding his cock into her. Ugly bastard must have doubled back when her out of shape husband was chasing him down. The third picture clearly showed Ted inside her and their lips were preparing to kiss.  The look on her face was one of pure love and lust for the man inside her. The fourth showed her riding Ted. Ted was sucking her distended nipple. The cameraman must have a hell of a zoom for the picture looked like a close up professional porn picture. The next picture that slid under the door showed her sucking the end of a giant black cock and she quickly pulled the door open. “About time,” said the islander, still grinning as he entered the room.

Kimbo walked deeper into the room scanning it before turning to face her. His dark eyes swept the curves of her body, climbing her legs, the broad flare of her hips and trim waist before settling in on the impressive cleavage displayed by her dress. Lara crossed her arms across her chest. “What do you want?” she asked, angrily. “I can’t pay you much, my husband controls our finances, but I have a hundred dollars in my purse. Let me have all the pictures and it’s yours.”

“I don’t want monee, Meez Clark.” Kimbo eyed her body, his tongue coming out to lick across his lips. “I want you. It not everyday I get to fucks a rich white bitch from da mainland.

Lara’s mouth fell open and she gasped in shock. She stepped out of his way, pointing a shaking hand towards the door. “Get out. NOW! I’m going to call hotel security.”

“No you eez not, Meez Clark.” Kimbo shook his head. “You eez going to let me fucks you.”

“There’s no way in hell that’s going to happen. Get out! Please? My husband will be back any minute.”

“No he won’t. He just left for an all day fishing trip courtesy of me, but I’ll leave. If you‘re sure dats what you want,” said Kimbo shrugging and Lara exhaled with relief that he had caved. “Do you have a social media account, Meez Clark. Lara is it? An account I can post some pictures on, perhaps to all your friends to? Just wondering. Eez your husband a friend perhaps? No matter, I’m sure I’ll see him later tonight. Maybe I’ll meet him at the dock. Take some pictures of his big catch for him. Show him some other pictures.”

“FUCK YOU!” she growled.

“That’s da plan, Meez Clark or I can leave. The choice is yours.”  Kimbo walked over to the balcony and looked out the window while she stared at him in horror. He turned around and removed the camera from around his neck, placing it on the dresser.  Kimbo’s shirt was already open. He let it fall to the floor.

“Please god no,” groaned Lara watching the ugly man strip. He was too skinny for his distended belly. He looked like some malnourished African from an old National Geographic magazine. Worse, he didn’t seem to realize how ugly his smile was because he kept grinning at her lasciviously. Even as she crinkled her nose in disgust, his tongue slipped out between his yellowed teeth to lick across his lips.  His hands came down to push his shorts down and she remembered the size of his penis from yesterday even as the shorts fell down around his ankles and the photographer stepped out of them leaving him nude, but for tattered old sandals on his feet. His obscenely large penis might actually have been slightly smaller the Okeke’s, but on Kimbo’s skinny body, the monster looked like a third leg. “I can’t take that thing,“ she blurted.

“That’s what all da mainland bitches say,” he laughed, still grinning disgustingly. “But once dey gets some black islander cock balls deep in da pussy, they eez hooked on the Bahamian black snake.”

“You can’t be serious?”

“You’ll find out soon enough.”

“I can’t fuck you. I’m trying to have a baby with my husband.”

“Dats not my problem, Meez Clark.”

“I‘ll yank it for you.”

“I can yank it myself.”

“I’ll suck it then,” she said, staring at the long shaft. It even rose a little more under her gaze. She caught herself wondering if his seed would taste as good as Okeke’s and she felt disgusted with herself. It had tasted good though, she thought, her tongue coming out to wet her lips even as her stomach growled reminding her that she hadn’t had breakfast yet.

“I can do that myself to,” said Kimbo and Lara had no doubt he was telling the truth. “But I will let you suck it.” Lara sighed in relief. “Take that dress off first.” Lara nodded as Kimbo sat himself down in a chair beside the table. She pulled the sundress off over her head. He was sitting on his lower back, obscene cock thrust up before his paunch. It had a slight curve to the shaft before ending on that dark black plum-sized head. His balls were splayed out under it. They really were the size of two coconuts she thought as they dangled over the edge of the chair between his open legs. “Bikini to,” he ordered.

For some reason, she couldn’t take her eyes of his cock. Her hands absentmindedly went to the strings on her bikini, but she pulled them back. “No, my bathing suit stays on.”

“Just da top then. Let me see dem beeg white teetees.”

Lara nodded. She let her top fall to the floor. Even as she exposed her breasts, her vagina shot out a little squirt of juice in her panties and she realized, her bottoms were soaked. She kneeled so that the ugly man couldn’t see how wet she was. She kneeled too far away from him and she had to crawl on her hands and knees towards him, her big breasts dangling like udders beneath her before she had crawled between his knees. Kimbo looked down at her, saying nothing as he bared his ugly teeth in a smug almost contemptuous grin. Lara took hold of the base of his penis. It was sticking straight out now.  Lara sat straight up on her knees, staring at his cock. She couldn’t take her eyes off it. She let her hand slide up the shaft to the bulbous black cock head surprised when a strong squirt of pre cum shot from the large pee slit. His cock was absolutely perfect. There was no other word for it. So thick, her fingers didn’t meet as she gripped it’s shaft. So hard, she could have hammered a nail with it. So out of place attached to such a skinny ugly man.

“It’s not gonna suck itself, beetch.”

Lara pulled the head down towards her mouth and let her tongue run over the fat tip. Her tongue circled the helmet and glans even as she loosened her jaw, mouth opening wide, as her lips engulfed it in her mouth. Having tasted her first black cock yesterday, Lara knew more of what to expect today. She relaxed her throat and took the head in as deep as she could. She quickly succeeded in taking more of Kimbo’s shaft down her throat then she had Okeke’s yesterday, but then she had more control today without the distraction of Ted fucking her. She bobbed her head slowly and sloppily letting her saliva drip down his shaft to lubricate it even as her hand began jerking off the half of his cock she couldn’t swallow. Lara feared there was something wrong with her. She was enjoying herself. Her body was responding with a yearning lust for this big cock. Her nipples were hard, aching erasers, and her pussy was gushing with desire. She was a desirable, young, sexy, white American housewife with a body to die for, yet she felt like she was the privileged one sucking this ugly black islander. Privileged to be on her knees servicing such a magnificent cock. She sucked harder, taking more down her throat and stroking less as she redoubled her efforts. Either she had some sort of sick size fetish or it was her overly hormonal ovulation that was driving her to seek out the man best suited to impregnate her.  Lara used her free hand to reach up and cup his scrotum. His balls were so full and heavy. So much sperm was inside them waiting for release. Lara immediately had several involuntary muscle spasms in her pussy that had her wondering if she’d just experienced a small orgasm.

Lara felt herself choking and opened her eyes surprised to see his pubes were only inches from her nose. She’d unconsciously taken his cock deeper down her throat then she had Okeke’s yesterday. She quickly pulled back until his cock head freed her mouth. His shiny glistening cock bobbed before her as she gasped for air.

“Try using dem teetees, Meez Clark.”

Lara moved closer and sat up straight so that she could engulf  the black man’s cock between her soft white breasts. She squeezed them together and bounced, her breasts sliding up and down his huge shaft. Her fingers were near her erect nipples and she couldn’t resist giving them a quick pinch. She gasped loudly in surprise at the intense stab of pleasure that turned her leaking vagina into Niagara Falls. Her fingers stayed on her nipples, pinching and tugging on them even as her head bent so that she could lick the tip of his cock. The plum sized head of his cock was as hard as a golf ball. It was such a dark black it was almost purple. Even the slit down the center was huge. Her breasts felt warm, hot even. Either from the friction or the fact that his hard cock was simply giving off a lot of heat. The head looked bigger to, no longer a plum, but a small apple, the pee slit as large as her eye and it was opening…

Lara closed her eyes just as the first blast of hot seed hit her in the face. There was so much it covered everything with his hot sticky sperm. She sat back on her legs and felt the second blast of cum strike her chest and breasts. Blind, she reached out and caught a third blast of sperm on her breasts before her hand found the bucking cock. She leaned forward, mouth open just as more semen shot into her open mouth. She swallowed just as her mouth closed over the still engorged cock head. His hot seed filled her mouth four more times, her throat gulping down every drop before filling again. Kimbo’s cum tasted every bit as good as the black cop’s had yesterday just as she‘d somehow known it would. So good, her hands stroked his shaft, trying to milk it for every drop.

Lara kept stroking the shaft even after it had ceased leaking semen. She stroked it until she felt a hand on her sticky forehead pushing her off the end of his cock. Kimbo reached down and grabbed her arms, helping her to her feet. “Direct me to the bathroom, please,” she asked, still blind while licking her lips. He placed his hands on her hips and turned her around replacing his hands on her hips over the strings on her bikini bottoms. He wasn’t moving her to the bathroom though. He only walked her a few paces before he moved his hands up to her shoulder and pushed her forwards. Her hands reached out and caught the mattress even as his foot forced her to spread her legs open. She could feel the man’s huge cock head pushing against her soaked pussy lips even as she realized her bikini bottoms were falling to the floor. Her labia pushed inwards, then spread open, slurping the giant black cock head inside her. She was so aroused she took him inside with such ease it both shocked and scared her.

Lara was so confused she didn’t have time to object. She’d agreed to get him off with the express intention of saving her pussy from having to take such a huge monster. How was he not only still hard, but ready to immediately go again? Ray would be fast asleep and snoring within minutes of cumming. “Aaaah!” she cried feeling the enormous cock head forcing it’s was deeper in her pussy. “It’s so biiig!” she muttered in disbelief. Never in her wildest dreams would Lara have imagined she’d have a black man’s cock inside her pussy. She’d never imagined she’d ever cheat on Ray, never wanted to until she’d met Ted. “It’s so big,” she whispered as the black cock worked it’s way deeper and deeper. It was stretching her so wide, dormant nerve endings inside her vagina were awakening and starting to tingle. “So big…so big… so good,” she admitted, hanging her head low in defeat. To her shame, her pussy was squeezing his shaft, her muscle spasms pulling inwards wanting him deeper. Lara was grateful that her face was still covered in sperm, blinding her. She couldn’t look over at the wall mirror and see the man fucking her. So he was black, but did he have to be so ugly? “FUCK! Gawd! So big. Fuck!” The monster cock was inches deeper then Ted had gone now and there was still more to give, but the head was starting to bang on her cervix hurting her a little. Then her pussy was empty as he yanked his cock out. “Noooo,” she moaned in  disappointment, again surprising herself.

Lara felt nothing. She was on all fours on her bed. Her body’s natural arousal was steadily dripping off her engorged clit. Her labia was still parted expecting his cock to return. Kimbo didn’t even have his hands on her hips or ass. She could sense him still standing between her legs. The cock head returned gently touching her pussy lips, but not pushing in. Much to her shame, she pushed back into him, moaning as her lips did close around the head a little. Still blind, she couldn’t see what he was doing. Kimbo was grinning at the camera he’d set on the table cleverly aimed so as to take in the whole room. It was in video mode, the light on, filming everything. He’d positioned her body so that the camera was filming a side view of her as well as his glistening black shaft poised to reenter her pussy. Lara jumped when his hand slapped down on her bare ass. It had more surprised her then hurt. He spanked her again, her ass cheek stinging a little. It was more a gesture of dominance then off purposefully trying to inflict pain on her, but he was really just doing it for the camera. Kimbo raised his hand to his mouth, looking at the camera while sucking his thumb. He removed it and moved the hand down to the small of her back, thumb sliding down the top of her ass crack.
He pulled on her back while pushing his cock forwards and the head plowed it’s way back inside her eliciting a small moan from Lara’s mouth. The moan turned to a squeal when he slammed his cock head forwards.

OW!” she grunted as his cock head knocked at her cervix. “OW! UNH!” The cock head hit her hard again. “SHIT! FUCK! TOO BIG!” Kimbo pushed up and then down, pressing his cock hard against her cervix. Lara winced in pain before much to her surprise, his cock began to push through into her womb. “UNNGGHH! FUCK!” she screamed. There was a new sensation. His thumb was pushing hard against the tight little rosebud of her anus. Even as her cervix was opening for his cock, her ass was opening for his thumb. “GOD! FUCK! Not my ASS! TOO BIG! Too much! Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. FUCK! FUCK ME! FUCK ME YOU BLACK BASTARD!

“I tink Meez Clark likes da black cock, no?” Kimbo threw his head back and laughed. “Gonna get da black itch now.”

Her cervix now open and accepting, Lara was getting fucked hard and fast by the full length of Kimbo’s cock. “YES!” she screamed, cumming hard, harder then she ever had. She hadn’t even felt it building up, it had hit so fast.  The next one she did feel building up in her womb. His thumb went from just plugging her asshole to pushing in and out of it as fast as his cock was pumping her pussy. Nothing had ever felt this good. Her second orgasm was even bigger then the first. She sobbed in pleasure.

“Tell me you want dis black cock, Meez Clark.”

“I want it,” she moaned.

“Want what?”

“Your cock. SHIT! CUMMING! Your BLACK COCK!”

“Whose black cock, Meez Clark?”

“Yours.”

“What’s my name?”

“Kimbo. I want Kimbo’s black cock. Fuck me Kimbo. Fuck me with your black cock, KIMBO’S BLACK COCK.”

Kimbo shoved his cock in so hard and deep, his giant scrotum stung her thighs as it slapped against them. Her womb flooded with the black man’s seed. The huge cock bucked and leaped inside her pussy, hosing her womb with every bit as much sperm as he’d cum the first time he’d ejaculated. Lara’s body reacted to the seeding with a series of large orgasms, her contractions milking his cock for every drop of seed his massive balls held.

Lara was panting with exertion from so many orgasms by the time he pulled both his cock and thumb out of her body. Kimbo’s cock, still rampant and hard rested against her ass cheeks. She felt him grab it and squeeze along the shaft. His amazing cock’s last bit of ejaculate shot forth over her back and there was still enough to pool in the small of her back. Kimbo grabbed her hips and pulled her to her feet. He pulled her body into his and she could feel his now spent cock, now dangling like a fat banana between their bodies. His hand grabbed the back of her hair and pulled down until her face turned up. His mouth came down on hers, tongue pushing past her lips into her mouth. She shuddered, once again glad she couldn’t see him, but her own tongue dueled with his and she kissed him back passionately thanking him for the amazing sex as her body melted into his arms.

Kimbo led Lara to the bathroom. She entered, forcing her eyes to open. His initial ejaculate had dried, gluing her eyes shut. She did manage to get one eye open, but the other was stuck. The image greeting her in the mirror both amazed and frightened her. On the one hand, her body was a disgusting sperm covered mess. Semen matted her hair, flakes covered her face and one eye was glued shut. Her breasts were covered in the flakes. She could feel the pool that he’d left on her back sliding down into her ass crack. One the other hand, she looked radiant and seemed to be glowing. Her nipples were hard to the point they ached. She could even see her engorged clit hanging down between her legs and thought she could make out her equally engorged labia hanging down, still splayed open and leaking sperm. A lot of sperm. A whole lot of sperm. It was pooling on the bathroom floor at her feet and she was suddenly grateful, Ted had cum inside her yesterday. At least if he had impregnated her, she might be able to pass the baby off as Ray’s.

Lara turned the shower on and stepped in. She washed everything thoroughly and actually squatted in the shower to pee. It wasn’t so much that she had to go, but more that she hoped it would force out more of the black man’s sperm. Unfortunately, even after urinating, her abdomen still felt bloated as if a gallon of sperm was trapped inside her womb by her now closed cervix. Once again, she was thankful Ted had cum inside her yesterday. These black men’s cocks seemed to be designed to make babies.

Lara wrapped a towel around her body and left the bathroom hoping Kimbo had grabbed his things and left. Unfortunately,  he was still naked and laying on top of her bed. Yech, she thought as he grinned at her. I let that ugly mouth kiss me. Her eyes wandered down from his ugly face, skinny chest, and little pot belly to the huge cock between his legs. It was soft, but plump, like a fat black snake resting on her bedspread. Lara still couldn’t believe her eyes at how big it was or that it had actually fit in her body. “You need to get going,” she said, still staring at his cock, partially because she liked looking at it, but mostly because she didn’t like looking at him.

“Oh, we’re not done yet, Meez Clark,” he said, still grinning.

“Oh, I think we are finis…”, but before she could finish, a huge black hand covered her mouth from behind, startling her. She jerked in fear even as the man’s other hand reached around her belly and ripped the towel open. He pushed her forwards towards the bed and the waiting Kimbo. The huge black hands cupped her breasts and hefted them as if testing their weight. She looked down at the huge hands even as they pinched her sensitive nipples eliciting a moan from her throat. She looked over at Kimbo. The ugly black photographer had his cock in his hand and it was rising to attention again as he slowly stroked it. Lara looked away and found herself staring in the mirror. The man behind her was the black policeman from yesterday.  His shirt was off, but he still wore the police trousers with the stripe down the side.

“Meez Clark,” said Kimbo. “I’d like you to meet my cousin, officer Okeke, Royal Bahamas Police Force..”

Oh no! she thought even as she once again found herself on all fours on the bed. She heard the sounds of a zipper behind her. The policeman’s cock was even slightly larger then Kimbo’s, she remembered. She watched Okeke spit in his hand and coat his cock with it quickly lining the head up with her pussy. “OOMMPH!” she grunted as he entered her. Visually Okeke wasn’t that much bigger then Kimbo, but she could sure feel the difference with him inside her. “Oh my,” she muttered as he worked the head slowly in and out. “This is UNGH some sort of AHH set up! Oh that‘s good!”

Kimbo chuckled. He had risen up to his knees before her. Lara found herself staring down the hard length of his cock wondering how he could possibly be ready to go a third time. “I don’t know what dat meenz, Meez Clark. My cousin uses his authority on stupeed mainlanders so dat I can photograph dem in compromising situations. Den we make dem have sex wit us.”

“You FUCK bastard,” she managed to sputter out. “FUCK! How many?”

“Dozens,” said Kimbo with a shrug. He was holding the base of his huge cock and guiding the head towards her mouth.

“FUCK FUCKER FUCK ME,” she growled, giving in to the sensations again. “Fuck me. AAAAHHH!” she screamed as Okeke pushed his cock in deep followed by an “OOOOMPH!” as Kimbo pushed the head of his cock into her open mouth as she moaned.

Lara couldn’t help herself. She pushed back into Okeke’s probing cock loving every new inch of it. She came quickly and again quickly after the first one. She used Okeke’s thrusts to push her head down on the photographer’s cock, but it was difficult to concentrate on blowing one big black cock while getting such a good fucking from a second. She slobbered over the head while wishing she could use her hands to stroke the thick shaft, but her hands were needed to brace herself against the mattress. Again, she wondered what was happening to her that she had surrendered so quickly even to the point she felt disappointed in herself for not being able to give Kimbo’s cock the sucking it deserved.

Lara’s head came off Kimbo’s cock when Okeke abruptly yanked his out. “No,” whimpered this other woman’s voice. “More, fuck me more,” and then even more shocking. “Please?” she begged.

“I wants you to ride me,” said Okeke. He walked around to the side of the bed, stroking that huge black monstrosity between his legs.

Lara slid back and Kimbo stepped off the bed as Okeke laid down. He was holding his cock up for her. This different woman she had become crawled between his legs and kissed the head of his huge cock even let her tongue lick around the crown which still glistened from her arousal and orgasms. Lara didn’t rise up to squat. She crawled up his body, his cock slipping between her breasts as she slid up the policeman’s hard muscled form. His cock fell to his stomach, pressing hard against her own. His cock was so big, her breasts were in his face before she felt her pussy slide over the head op his cock. Her lips spread open for it and she pushed down and back taking the shaft inside her again. Lara moaned rearing up and Okeke clamped his thick lips around her elongated nipple. Her wet nipple sprang free of his mouth as she pushed back into his cock and sat up in his lap. She closed her eyes enjoying the feeling of simply being impaled on the giant shaft. Lara rested her hands on his chest feeling his hard muscles. Okeke reached up and pinched both her nipples causing her pussy to squeeze and spasm around his shaft.

Lara slowly opened her eyes, a lazy smile stretching across her face. She’d lost track of the orgasms she’d had today. She looked down into the black man’s face. Okeke no longer looked ugly to her. “Thank you,” she said leaning down to kiss his broad lips. Okeke grabbed the back of her head and held her there as his tongue pushed into her mouth. She didn’t pull away. Her tongue dueled with his even as she worked her pussy around his thick shaft.

Lara sat back up and started riding him. “Oh god, Okeke. Your cock is so big. I love it. Fuck me you black stud.”

“Listen to yourself Meez Clark,” laughed Kimbo. “Got the black itch now.“ Lara had forgotten about him. Kimbo was standing by the bed. He’d emptied some of her tanning lotion on his shaft and was stroking it while watching them. No amount of orgasms could have made Kimbo anything but ugly, but even he seemed less repulsive to her somehow. Kimbo was still rubbing the lotion all over the black shaft as he walked around behind her bed.

Lara concentrated on riding Okeke and even had another small orgasm when she felt Kimbo climb on the bed behind her. She froze. One slick hand had grabbed one of her ass cheeks. Then she felt the head of his cock slide down the crack of her ass to rest on her anus. Her puckered little rosebud pushed in as he applied pressure. “What do you…?” Her ass began to hurt and finally her anus started opening. “Not my…”
The pain grew intense as her anus stretched wide and finally the huge head began to push inside her. “OWWW! Too big! OWW! Jesus!” Okeke grabbed her shoulders to stop her from squirming even as Kimbo grabbed her waist and pulled. Kimbo’s cock pushed several inches inside her bowels.

They showed her some mercy, taking it slow. Lara was frozen in place sitting on Okeke’s lap while Kimbo slowly worked his cock deeper in her ass. She was doing controlled breathing exercises along the lines of a woman giving birth. The two cocks were pushing hard against each other as if fighting for room inside her. Kimbo would hold still until her breathing slowed and then push another inch in patiently waiting for her to get used to this new feeling. “OWW…OHHH!” Kimbo was now slowly fucking her ass. He would pull back until the head nearly popped out before pushing it in deep. “OH! OH! OH YES!“ she moaned. “Cumming!”

And she did. Lara came hard. The biggest one yet. She couldn’t believe the intensity of it. What kind of woman came from having her ass fucked? What kind of woman came from having two stranger’s cocks in her at the same time? Only a slut would take pleasure in this. “Fuck my slut ass,” she growled. “Fuck my slut pussy.”

Kimbo held her hips steady and up so that Okeke could buck his hips thrusting his cock in and out of her. The two men fucked her like this for fifteen minutes changing speed and pace. Sometimes they’d thrust together and other times one would push deep while the other pulled back. Lara orgasmed half a dozen times in that fifteen minute period. All of them were big orgams. She was only semi aware of her surroundings like she was stoned or in a meditative state. There was only the two cocks fucking her body to extreme pleasure. “Me tinks our cocks have done turned Meez Clark into a slut, Okeke,” said Kimbo.

“YES,” moaned Lara without thinking. “I’m a slut for Okeke’s cock. Kimbo’s big black cock in my ass feels so good. I’m Kimbo’s slut now.” She knew what he liked to hear. The black man behind her growled with aggressive lust. He grabbed her hair and pulled her back until her head turned over her shoulder. He kissed her and she kissed him back while one black hand came around to squeeze her breast. They Frenched like that for a long time until suddenly Okeke thrust up and held his cock still. The first blast of sperm was so powerful her womb stung. Then her womb flooded even as his cock sent more of his seed into her every time it twitched in her pussy. Kimbo pushed deep too and immediately her bowels were flooded. “AAAAH,“ she screamed into his mouth, pulling back to continue. “AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!

“Noisy bitch,” grunted Okeke.

“Loud too,” agreed Kimbo slowly pulling his cock back. It sprang up and sent another stream of semen across her back.

Okeke pulled her up and yanked his cock out before rolling the exhausted woman off him. Lara laid on her back, eyes closed. She was writhing slowly on the bed and her hips were almost imperceptibly rising as if she thought she was still getting fucked. Even as they watched, her hands erotically came up to caress her belly and breasts. Okeke stood up off the bed and stared at her, his cock plumping up and rising. Kimbo was spent, but he grabbed his camera and checked the time. The video mode was still running and there was plenty of time left. He held it and aimed it down catching the woman’s sensuously caressing herself. He put it down, still running, even as she opened her eyes and sat up on the edge of the bed. “Wow!” was all she said. Lara looked around her and added. “This place is a mess.”

“I’ll have one of de maids geev eet a good cleaning before Meester Clark geets back,” said Kimbo. “Dey used to eet.”

“Of course they are,” said Lara. She stood and waddled towards the bathroom her hands cupped between her legs to catch the leaking semen. Seconds later the sounds of the shower were heard.

Okeke’s cock had already risen watching Lara walk to the bathroom. “Dis one’s amazing Kimbo. I tink I’ll join her.”

“Leave da curtain open,” said the photographer, hefting his camera.

Okeke’s cock led the way to the bathroom and Kimbo heard a gasp of surprise from Lara. He walked to the entrance to the bathroom and stood in the doorway aiming the camera at the shower. Okeke was leaning back in the corner holding the shower curtain askew while a nude Lara kneeled before him greedily sucking his cock. “You’re a slut now Meez Clark,” he said into the audio feed. The noise of the shower kept her from hearing him. “Fat Meester Clark will never satisfy you now wit hees little boy’s peeenis. Ya got the Bahamian black itch, bitch. You will need da dark meat from now on.” Kimbo wasn’t quite done, but he was interrupted by a knock on the door. He assumed it was housekeeping and walked over to peer through the peep hole. He grinned with appreciation. It was the pretty redheaded wife. She was wearing a green bikini and wrap around skirt. Sunglasses hung from the bikini between her breasts and she wore a broad straw hat on her head.

Kimbo returned the camera to the table still running and aimed at the bed. He quickly entered the bathroom just as Karen knocked again. “Your friend is at da door,” he told Lara whose lips were impressively close to kissing Okeke’s pubic hair. She was learning quickly.

“Wait here,” she said, reluctantly pulling her head off the policeman’s cock. “I’ll get rid of her.”

“No,” interrupted Kimbo watching Lara climb out of the shower and wrap a towel around her waist. “Eenvite her een.”

“What?” she asked even as there was a third knock and Karen called “Lara?”. Lara turned her head and yelled. “I’ll be right there.”

“I want to see you together.” Kimbo had a lustful evil look on his face.

“You’ve got to be kidding?” But Lara could tell he was serious. “No way. I’m not a lesbo. You’re crazy. Never. Where are you going?”

Kimbo went over to his pictures and pulled out one of Lara with Ted inside her and they were about to kiss. “I’ll just slide dis under the door.”

“Please. Homosexuality is a sin. I’m not some disgusting butch lesbian.”

“You weren’t a nigger lover two hours ago either.”

Lara gasped. Kimbo was at the door about to slide the photo under it. “Wait!”

“You’ll do eet?”

“Yes,” she whispered dejectedly.

“Good.” Kimbo slipped into the bathroom with the door open a crack. The shower stopped.

Lara went and opened the door. Karen strolled in. “About time,” she said.

“I was in the shower.”

“So I deduced, Sherlock,” said Karen cheerfully, looking at Lara’s towel, wet skin, and dripping hair.
She strolled into the room. “Wow, you guys are bigger slobs then me and Ted.” The two black men had left their piles of clothes on the floor. Luckily, they were heaped in such a way as to not reveal Okeke’s uniform. There were also several towels placed over pools of sperm on the carpet and bed. “Nice camera.”

Lara glanced at the fancy camera on the table. “Thanks, it’s Ray’s.” She looked over towards the bathroom. Kimbo was staring through the crack. He motioned towards the redhead and held the picture up. “How’s the sunburn?”

Karen winced. “Better, but still a little sore.”

“Better let me have a look.” Lara stood before Karen and reached out shaky hands for the sunglasses and bikini string tied around the back of her neck. Karen looked perplexed, but didn’t stop her. The bikini top fell to the floor. Karen had already applied a good amount of lotion to her pale skin for their shopping trip and her body had a sexy sheen to it. The breast area that her bikini had covered was still an angry red color darker then her pink nipples. Karen had small areola, dime sized and almost all nipple. One nipple had skin peeling off it. “I can see why you were laid up. Better rub some lotion on it.”

Karen watched Lara get a bottle of hand lotion while setting her sunglasses on the table. “I know what you were doing,” she said with a grin.

Lara squirted some lotion in her hand and walked back over to the topless redhead.  “What’s that?” she replied reaching out for Karen’s breasts.

“The walls are thin,” said Karen, laughing as Lara’s hands froze inches from her red tipped breasts. “You were masturbating thinking about those black penises we saw on the beach yesterday.” Lara seemed to relax and reached out to caress Karen’s pert breasts with her slick hands. “Umm,” said Karen closing her eyes. “That feels good. I can’t say I blame you. They were so big and black. When Ted and I made love last night, I found myself wishing his was bigger. I wonder what something that big would feel like?”

“Pretty good I imagine,” answered Lara. Geez, Karen liked to blab. She pinched and twirled Karen’s now hard nipples between her fingers.

Karen moaned and opened her eyes. She was surprised to see Lara was closer to her and was looking into her eyes. “Uh… you’re the last person I would have imagined masturbating while thinking about… what did you yell?… big black cock.” Karen knew Lara was a bit of a racist. Karen was looking curiously at her friend. Lara’s hands had moved from her breasts to caress down her sides. “You were crying out for over an hour.” Lara’s hands were fumbling with Karen’s skirt. The redhead wasn’t stopping her. “Must have been pretty horny?”

“Real horny,” said Lara, pulling her towel off even as Karen’s skirt was falling to the floor. The two women’s nipples were pushing into each other now and their faces were inches apart. Lara grabbed Karen’s ass and pulled her closer until their breasts were mashed together. Karen’s lips met hers eagerly and they kissed passionately even as Lara forced her back towards the bed.

Lara had assumed Karen would reject her and she could apologize later after thinking up some sort of excuse for her actions. Unfortunately, her friend was as aggressively kissing her back as she was kissing Karen. Karen’s hands were squeezing Lara’s ass, running over her hips, up her waist, pushing her back so that she could squeeze Lara’s heavy bosom. “So jealous of these,” moaned Karen, between kissing her. Karen’s light touch actually felt good. As did the feeling of her soft body pressed against hers. So different from a man’s, either Ray with his big paunch or Okeke’s hard muscular body. This wasn’t  unpleasant.

Lara pushed her back and Karen fell on the bed opening her legs as Lara climbed on her. Lara leaned over her, kissing her again. Karen wrapped one hand around the back of Lara’s head and pulled her lips tight against hers. Lara broke free and kissed Karen’s neck, then down to her freckled chest. Karen ran her fingers through Lara’s long brown hair while Lara flicked her tongue over the redhead’s pink nipples.
Lara kissed her way down Karen’s breast, rib cage, and then her soft white stomach, letting her tongue lick into Karen’s navel before working her way down her lower belly. Karen had shaved her red pubic hair into a thin strip, but it was quite bushy. Lara licked down the sides of the strip and let her tongue roll across the tip of Karen’s mound, flickering her clit. Karen moaned and bucked, lifting her crotch up into Lara’s tongue. Lara looked down distastefully at Karen’s pussy. She was wet and ready. Her clit was already swollen and her labia glistened. Lara swallowed her distaste and dove in, letting her tongue work it’s way between the folds of Karen’s vagina. “Oh, that’s so good,” moaned Karen, rearing up to reach down and pull Lara’ head deeper into her pussy. “Ted doesn’t do this for me often,” she said relaxing and falling back. Karen was lifting her crotch into Lara’s thrusting tongue. “That’s it lick me there, baby.” Jesus, just shut up thought Lara. “Now use your finger.” Lara continued licking even as she pushed one finger into Karen’s sopping wet pussy. “I haven’t been with a woman since college. God I missed this.” Yech! Karen had lesbian tendencies. “Gonna cum, lover. AAHHHH!”

Lara wiggled her finger deep in Karen’s vagina and sucked the redhead’s clit between her lips as Karen came. Everything changed when Lara opened her eyes and looked up Karen’s body.  At first, she was looking cross-eyed down Karen’s bushy red strip, but as her eyes roamed up Karen’s body, she felt she’d never seen a sexier sight. Karen was simply beautiful, her sexy belly was undulating as she came. Karen’s nipples here hard little erasers. One hand was pinching a nipple. She had her other hand on the side of her head with her fingers running through her luxuriously long red hair. They had developed a strong friendship only ruined by Lara’s crush on Karen’s husband. Lara suddenly a new wave of affection growing for her friend that corresponded with a new rush of arousal flowing out of her well used pussy.

Karen’s hand left her head and she looked down at her friend with a lazy smile across her pretty face. “Umm, thank you,” she purred. “That was wonderful.” Lara didn’t stop. She added a second finger to the one in Karen’s pussy and began working both fingers in and out as fast as she can while sucking on Karen’s clit. Karen’s lazy smile left her face and her mouth opened in a loud moan. Her eyes went wide as she stared down her body into Lara’s eyes. Karen’s pubic mound lifted high off the bed and her whole body started trembling. “OHMYGOD!” cried Karen. “FUCK!” Her crotch bucked into Lara’s mouth. “AAAAAHHHHH!!!” Lara’s tongue and chin were suddenly soaked and Karen’s crotch slammed back down onto the mattress.

Lara wiped her mouth and crawled up on the bed beside her friend and now her lover. “You’re beautiful,” she said running her hand over Karen’s pubic mound and stomach stopping at her breasts.

Karen came alive, leaning over and kissing Lara again, not caring that Lara’s mouth had just been in her pussy. “Thank you! She kissed her. Thank you!” She kissed her. “That was the best orgasm of my life.” She kissed her. Karen leaned over Lara’s body and kissed her cheek. “I’ve fantasized about this.” She kissed her neck. “We need to have some girl’s night’s out when we get back.” She squeezed Lara’s huge breasts lustfully while licking down Lara’s chest. “Do this again sometime.” She kissed one of Lara’s elongated nipples and Lara began moaning and writhing. “What if Ted and Ray caught us?” She pushed her tongue into Lara’s navel while pinching both of Lara’s nipples.

“They probably wouldn’t mind,” gasped Lara.

Karen licked down under Lara’s navel. “They’d probably love it.” She looked at Karen’s bare pubic mound and started kissing all over it. “I love your shaved pussy.”

“Shut up and eat me,” pleaded Lara.

Karen got on all fours to bury her face in Lara’s pussy. She started low on the vagina and just licked her way up, wiggling her tongue as she went and flickering over Lara’s growing clit. Lara moaned in delight too lifting her crotch into Karen’s tongue. Ray wasn’t to keen on doing this for her either and it was an unexpected pleasure to have Karen’s tongue in her pussy, but then it was gone. “Ew Lara, you could have warned me that Ray fucked you before he left.”

Lara’s eyes flew open. “Uh, sorry.”

“It’s alright,” said Karen, returning her mouth to Lara’s pussy. She wasn’t too keen on eating a cream pie out of another woman, but the combined taste of Ray’s sperm and Lara’s pussy wasn’t unpleasant. It tasted better then Ted’s semen alone and there was a surprising amount of it given Ray’s little cock and balls. Karen pushed her tongue deep wanting more and there was a steady flow of Ray’s tasty seed dribbling out of Lara’s pussy. Ray’s balls hadn’t looked big enough to hold this much semen. Karen remembered the smug feeling of superiority she’d felt comparing Ray’s penis to her own husband’s much more impressive organ. Ray apparently had his own gifts.

Lara was thrashing and moaning as an orgasm approached. The stacked brunette got carried away bucking her hips into Karen’s mouth. Karen’s tongue slid down to Lara’s anus, even slipping into it and another stream of delicious seed poured down her tongue into her mouth. She even kept her tongue wriggling around Lara’s anal rim lapping up the steady stream of sperm that Lara’s apparently stud of a husband had deposited in her ass. His little prick had even stretched out his wife’s anus into a little hole. Lara’s crotch came back down, sliding Karen’s tongue up into her pussy. This time Karen brought her hand up and used her finger to help get her sexually charged friend off. She was so intent on making Lara cum, she was barely aware that strong hands had grabbed her hips. “Oh god Karen,” cried Lara, thrashing her head left and right in ecstasy. “It’s so good. I’m cumming! AAAAHHHH!”

Karen’s was shocked by how hard Lara’s pussy was suddenly clamped down around her finger. Then it was ballooning up as she came. Karen was also shocked by the amount of sperm Lara’s orgasm was forcing out of her womb. Karen’s mouth filled up so fast, she gulped like she did when giving Ted a blow job only this was a lot more sperm. She was also shocked by what felt like a small apple spreading her own labia wider then they’d ever been spread as it pushed it’s way inside her.

Karen looked over her shoulder and gasped when she saw the big black man standing behind her. Afraid, she pulled forward, the fat cock head plopping out of her as she crawled up the bed and over Lara. The black man quickly caught up with her, grabbing her hips and guiding his cock back in. “Lara?” she gasped looking down into Lara’s eyes.  “What’s going on? “

“I’m sorry. They made me seduce you.”

Lara felt bad at the hurt look on Karen’s face. “Bitch,” she spat. “I should have known Ray’s little dick couldn’t have fucked you like that.”

Lara winced, but admitted. “No, he couldn’t. Nor could Ted. These men are gifted. Now you get to find out for yourself. You’ll thank me later.”

“OHH! God that’s BIG!” Karen gasped in delight. Her body came down a little, pressing her breasts against Lara’s. “How big?”

“Not sure. At least a foot.” Lara was enjoying watching the expressions on Karen’s face as she experienced her first black cock. She wondered if her own expressions had been similar. “That’s Okeke.”

“It feels good.”

“I know.”

“I thought you liked me.”

“I do. I’m not a lesbo, but what we did…” Lara stared into Karen’s eyes, “felt right. I liked it… a lot.”

“Can we do it again?”

For an answer, Lara pulled Karen’s head down over hers and the two women French kissed passionately even as Okeke pushed more of his cock inside the redhead. Karen moaned into Lara’s mouth, her slick body wiggling on top the more voluptuous woman as they kissed.

“Deez are da hottest sluts I ever seen,” said Kimbo.

Karen broke the kiss and looked over at the voice. “Ech,” she said in surprise when she saw the ugly black man. She moved her eyes down away from his ugly face and gazed more appreciatively at his swelling cock. “Wow! Are they all so big?”

Kimbo climbed up on the bed, his cock leading the way. He slid one leg over the pillows near Lara’s head as the tip of his cock approached Karen’s mouth. Lara closed one eye as his huge dangling scrotums slid over the side of her face. She stared up at the thick long shaft and watched Karen open her mouth to lick the head even as she turned her own head to let her tongue lick the man’s ball sack while Karen bobbed her head over the tip of the man’s cock.

“That’s it Meez Lewis, suck old Kimbo’s black cock.”

Lara felt claustrophobic trapped underneath Karen and by the two black men. She continued licking Kimbo’s balls while Karen moaned lovingly around his dark black cock. From time to time, Karen would tremble and whimper as she came. Fluids constantly sprayed Lara’s thighs as Karen came from Okeke’s plunging cock. She also knew how Ted must have felt yesterday laying beneath her while she sucked Okeke on the beach. Karen’s saliva dribbled down Kimbo’s shaft to splatter all over Lara’s face. Fifteen minutes or so of this and Okeke thrust forward with a loud grunt. “No condom!” cried Karen, followed by an “OOMMPH!” as Kimbo pushed the head of his cock past her lips again. With one eye she could clearly see Karen’s cheeks bulge out before a deluge of pure white cum shot out over Karen’s chin. Lara closed her eye even as she got a face full of hot seed. Okeke groaned as he pulled his cock out, sperm almost immediately began splattering on Lara’s shaved pussy as it poured out of Karen’s newly baptized white pussy. As far as Lara knew, no man had ever come bareback inside the redhead.

“No man has ever cum in me before,” groaned Karen in a state of shock confirming Lara’s belief.

“Ha!” laughed Okeke behind her. He was scooting back to stand off the bed. “Den I da first real man you had.”

“Yes, I think you are,” said Karen. She looked down at Lara. “He came in me. He CAME in me!” Her voice suddenly filled with panic. “HE CAME IN ME!” Karen pushed herself up. “I’ll get PREGNANT!” Karen sat up on Lara’s belly and Lara could feel Okeke’s sperm leaking out all over her stomach. Before she knew what was happening, Karen was sitting back on her heels sliding up Lara’s body. “You have to suck it out, Lara.” Lara watched Karen’s pussy lifting up. It looked well fucked, her labia was still parted like it still had a cock in it and sperm was steadily pouring out. Even as she stared at it, Karen brought her hips forward and pushed her pussy down on Lara’s mouth. “Suck it all out please. This is all your fault.”

Lara didn’t hesitate. She slurped at Karen’s pussy, sucking and licking. Sperm filled her mouth, Karen’s body heat keeping it as hot as it had been freshly pumping out from Okeke’s cock. Her mouth filled several times and she swallowed every delicious drop. She could tell that Karen was trying to use her pussy muscles to force as much out as she could and Lara’s tongue even gave Karen a small orgasm which forced a fresh wave of black seed into Lara’s mouth. Karen pulled back and Lara assumed she must be satisfied, but the hot redhead only flipped around onto her hands and knees and forced her pussy back onto Lara’s mouth. Lara felt Karen’s breath on her vagina and for a moment she thought Karen was about to sixty-nine her, but instead Karen bent her head down and began licking off the sperm that had dripped all over Lara’s shaved pussy.  Karen’s tongue licked greedily everywhere Okeke’s sperm had dripped. Both women were like addicts hungrily trying to lick up every bit of black seed they could get.

Eventually Karen rolled off her, but Lara still wanted more. Karen’s pussy had left a trail of leaking sperm all over Lara’s body. The young wife placed her hand in the pool of sperm on her belly and rubbed it into her skin. She did the same to the sperm on her breasts, rubbing it into her nipples and licking some off the sperm of her hand. She should be the most sexually satisfied woman on the planet at that moment, but instead she found herself growing aroused again.

“He’s filming us,” came Karen’s voice.

Lara opened her eyes and stared at the ugly black photographer. He was aiming and running his camera up along both women’s bodies. “I filmed everyting, Meez Lewis,” said Kimbo laughing.

“Oh god, what do we do?” asked Karen.

“Anything they want,” replied Lara.

Kimbo quit filming and put his camera around his neck. He walked over to the hotel’s phone and picked it up. “Dis is Meester Kimbo. Geet me housekeeping.” There was a pause before he continued. “Special clean up in room 411.” He hung the phone up.

“But Kimbo, I wants to fuck some more,” complained Okeke.

“Take dat ho to her room. You still have a little time.”

“Good,” said Okeke.

Karen watched the strong black man walk over to her side of the bed. He reached down and easily picked her up. “What are you doing?” she asked in surprise.

“Taking a short cut.”

Lara watched Okeke carry the pale redhead over to her balcony. He opened the doors and stepped outside. He helped the nude woman get on her feet over the balcony railing to her room before stepping over it himself and disappearing from Lara’s view.

“You should geet cleaned up,” said Kimbo. He walked over to his pile of clothes and pulled a business card out of his pocket. “This is for you,“ he told her tossing the card on the messy bed. “When  you gets da itch again.“

“What do you mean, the itch?“ she asked, aghast that he may have given her some sort of disease.

“You’ll know Meez Clark,” he laughed. Kimbo then gathered up Okeke‘s, Karen’s, and his own clothes into his arms. “Tell da maids to come next door when dey done here.” Kimbo turned and followed the other couple onto the balcony also stepping over to Karen’s room.

Lara jumped up and closed the balcony door. She walked over to the bed and picked up the card. It read Island Photography, Kimbo Mugabe, proprietor, and it gave his address. Lara was never going to use this, so she tossed it in the trash can before checking the time. She probably had about ninety minutes before Ray and Ted got back from fishing. She took another quick shower. When she stepped out with a towel wrapped around her, she found three maids scouring her room with cleaning materials. They were gathering up the dirty towels, stripping the sheets and replacing them with fresh ones. One Bahamian women was on all fours scrubbing up sperm pools from the floor. “NOT MY ASS!“ yelled a voice next door. “IT’S TOO BIG!“ The maids looked at the wall as the rhythmic banging of a headboard started. “FUCK MY ASS!“ The maids then turned to look at Lara. Lara felt they were staring at her accusingly so she grabbed her bikini and retired to the bathroom to put it on. When she stepped out she saw one of the women had a trash can in her hand. “Wait,“ she told the women. Lara reached in the trash can and grabbed the business card. She took it and put it in her change purse, not quite sure why. She looked over at the women. “Kimbo says to do the room next door too.” Lara quickly slipped out the door and headed down to the pool bar. “FUCK ME WITH YOUR BLACK COCK,” echoed from Karen’s door as she walked past it.

Ted and Ray came back slightly inebriated and thrilled as they each had caught a Wahoo.  They spotted her at the bar. “Where’s Karen?” yelled Ted.

“In her room, I think,” replied Lara as Ray sat by her and ordered a drink, telling her all about their fishing adventure. Lara hung on her husband’s arm and listened raptly, telling him that she wanted to spend some time alone with him. Ray readily agreed. They dressed up and took the bus into Nassau enjoying a romantic dinner together. When they returned to the resort, Karen and Ted where at the bar listening to a steel drum band. Ray and Lara joined them, but the two women were silent. After a few drinks, Lara pulled Ray off the stool and they returned to their room, tipsy and hanging on each other. She attacked him, kissing him passionately, while stripping each other’s clothes off. She pushed him down on the bed. Ray was hard as a rock, but it looked to her like his penis had shrunk. It felt even smaller when she guided him inside her. Ray seemed to notice the difference too. He worked his hips around like he wasn’t even sure he was inside her and half the time he wasn’t. His penis kept flopping out as she tried to ride him. Finally, when his penis plopped out for the dozenth or so time, she just started sliding her wet pussy along his shaft until he came. Lara quickly pushing her pussy lips down around the spurting head of his penis, so that his seed finally shot inside her, but most had ended up on his stomach.

The next day, Ted knocked on the door and Lara answered. He wanted to go back to the beach, but Lara wanted to spend some more time with Ray. “Karen wanted to be alone with me too,” said Ted. “Are you two girls fighting?” he asked.

“We’re fine. She’s probably mad at me for sleeping most of the day yesterday so we never made it to town to shop.”

Ted added in a whisper. “Are we okay?”

“No. Maybe,” she whispered back. “You knew Ray and I are trying to conceive, yet you came inside me. I can’t forgive…” The toilet flushed interrupting them.

“But I didn…”

“Ssssh, Ray’s coming,” she whispered back. “We’ll see you tonight at dinner,” she said loudly, closing the door.

“That Ted?” asked Ray coming out of the bathroom.

“Yeah, he wanted to go to the beach, but I told him we were going shopping in town.”

“Sounds good to me,” said Ray. Lara thought he looked relieved and she realized he was probably worried that Ted would lead them back to the nude beach. She didn’t blame her husband for not wanting to display his shortcomings in front of everyone.  Suddenly Lara found herself kneeling, her hands fumbling with Ray’s shorts.  “What the?” he asked in surprise, even as she took his little penis in her mouth. He hardened while she sucked him. There was no challenge sucking Ray. The head of his penis barely grazed her uvula. He didn’t make her gag and there was no danger of choking. She clamped her lips tightly around his shaft sucking him nice and hard. “That’s feels great, baby,” moaned Ray.

Lara released his penis and climbed on the bed on all fours. “Fuck me, stud,” she said, reaching back to pull her skirt up. Ray pulled her panty down and she faked a moan of pleasure as he pushed his penis inside her. She could still barely feel him as he began thrusting in and out of her. Ray grabbed her hips tightly, only moving his penis a fraction in and out to keep it from plopping out again. Lara faked enjoying it. She couldn’t believe how little of her vagina his penis could actually penetrate or why it didn’t stretch her out any more then his thin shaft was doing at that moment. She felt a need for more growing in her pussy. It was an itch an inch deeper then Ray’s cock would go, two inches, three inches, four inches deeper. Her pussy needed more, lots more. Ray pushed forwards with a grunt as he shot his load, if half a teaspoon’s worth of semen could even be called a load. “Yes!” she moaned, still faking. “Give me a baby.” At least now, if Ted had impregnated her, she could still claim it as Ray’s though they looked nothing alike. She just prayed Ted’s sperm had gotten there first as she’d taken at least a gallon of black sperm yesterday.

They did end up having a great day together. Lara really did love her husband. He was fun loving and great company. But Nassau had a lot of black men on the streets. She felt her nipples harden when she caught one staring at her breasts through her top. Her hard nipples attracted more stares and they stayed hard most of the day. Her pussy stayed wet too and she found herself checking out the bulges of most of the black men they passed. Nearly all impressed her and one had a giant tube running down his trousers to his knee. The itch in her pussy increased.

Lara found her arousal growing as the day moved along. The itch was driving her crazy by the time they returned from the city to the resort, catching Ted and Karen coming off the beach. Karen had learned her lesson and was well oiled up to protect herself from sunburn. Lara’s horniness was getting out of control because she even found her eyes roaming her friend’s lovely body.  They two couples agreed to meet for dinner in an hour. Lara thought about jumping her husband again. Why bother? He wouldn’t be able to scratch her itch and Ray probably wouldn’t be ready to go again after having sex this morning. No, the only thing that could satisfy her craving was a big black cock or a dildo. She could buy a big dildo when they got home. That might take care of her itch.

Dinner was open air on a patio with the ocean breeze blowing on them. It was quite nice and a pleasant evening.  Still, the women were mostly silent and the men knew there was something going on. “What’s wrong, ladies?” asked Ray.

“Just sad we’re going back tomorrow,” said Karen, with a sad smile on her face.

Things loosened up when they hit the bar. The foursome ordered drinks and shots. Lara was eyeing the black bartender. He sounded Jamaican and was rather handsome if somewhat skinny. She turned her eyes and caught Karen checking him out to. Karen turned and found Lara looking at her. She knew, she’d been caught. Karen smiled guiltily and Lara smiled back and like magic, the two women were friends again. Their husband’s were loud and boisterous, slamming back shots. Ted would turn, wrap his arm around his wife’s back and pull her in for a kiss. Lara grew jealous each time they kissed. Her jealousy wasn’t for Karen’s husband anymore. She wanted to kiss Karen again. The last few days had changed a lot of things.

“Whoa, I’m about done,” said Ted, swaying.

“Pussy,” called Lara. “Two more shots of tequila for the men,” she told the bartender.

Ray’s big belly could hold a lot of liquor, but even he looked out of it by the time they headed back to their room. The two men leaned on each other for support and with their wives’ help made it back to their rooms. Lara got Ray onto the bed, straightened him out and pulled his shoes off. She went to the bathroom to pee. He was snoring when she came out. Ray was out like a light and nothing would wake him for hours. Lara reached down to grab the hem of her lovely flower print summer dress and she slowly pulled it up over her breasts and over her head. She removed her bra, freeing her massive DD’s. Her nipples were hard as they had been most of the day. She pinched one, stifling a moan. Lara reached down and pulled her panties down her legs. Her pussy was wet, needy. She thought about masturbating, but her fingers wouldn’t reach deep enough to fill her needs. It felt like her cervix was itching now and the womb beyond it.

Lara opened her purse and pulled out the business card. Damn you, Kimbo Mugabe, she thought. Seconds later, Lara had pulled her dress on over her head and was heading out the motel room door sans her underwear.

“Last trip of the day,” warned the resort’s bus driver.

“That’s fine,” she answered nervously. “I’ll take a cab back. Do you know this address?” She handed him the business card.

“I know it,” he snorted, looking at her disapprovingly.

Fifteen minutes later, she was knocking on the door of a beach house that was actually much nicer then her own house in New York. She knocked again. The lights were off and there was no answer. She knocked several more times and finally a light came on and there was movement towards the door. Kimbo answered the door naked. He was rubbing his eyes sleepily, but his ugly teeth appeared in a grin when he saw who it was disturbing his sleep.

“Meez Clark, I’ve been expecting you,” he said.

Lara fell to her knees right in his doorway. She stared at his fat cock which immediately began swelling under her gaze. As it fattened it began to rise. Lara leaned forward and captured the growing black cock head in her mouth. It took her seconds to bring it up to it’s full twelve or so inches of glory.

“Ya gots the itch bad, doncha girl?”

She nodded her head with half his cock crammed down her throat. She craved the taste of his sperm, but her thirst for his seed was not as strong as the itch inside her horny vagina. Lara pulled back, his cock head exiting her mouth even as her lips closed around it, puckering so that she could kiss his superior cock on the pee slit. “I need this in me.”

“Need what in you, Meez Clark?”

“This… black cock… Kimbo’s big black cock in my pussy.”

“Dats better, slut. Come inside.” The black man reached down and lifted her off her knees. Lara was embarrassed, but not surprised to see a wet puddle on the stone before his door from where her pussy was dripping in need. “The bedroom is upstairs on da right.”

Lara walked past him, pulling her dress off over her head and leaving it on the banister at the bottom of the stairs. She walked up the stairs nude, but for her sandals. Kimbo’s house was actually very nice, clean and well furnished. She could see the moon out above the water over the beach from a large window. In the states, a beachfront property house like this would be in the millions. His bedroom impressed her to, large and spacious with a king-sized bed in the center. More windows displayed the beach. She sat on his bed, smooth, cool silk sheets caressed her ass as she leaned down to unstrap her sandals.

“Leave dem on. Dey is sexy.”

Lara slid back on the bed and laid down on her back, parting her legs as the ugly black man climbed on the bed. She stared at his cock with anticipation. “Please. I need it.”

“Need what?” asked Kimbo, walking on his knees to position himself between her legs.

Lara sat up a little a reached out for the tip of his penis. “Kimbo’s black cock. I need Kimbo’s black cock inside me, fucking me.” She bent it down towards her pussy and guided it to the opening. “Aaahhh,” she moaned as her pussy lips closed around the head. He cupped her knees in his arms and began working his cock in and out of her. Lara stared at it in awe. He pumped her slowly, working his cock deeper each time slowly withdrawing it until the ridged crown around the head appeared before pushing forward. Each time it reappeared, more and more of his cock was glistening from her arousal. “YYEESS!” Her crotch leaped up into his thrusting cock as the head pushed deeper then Ray’s penis could ever go and an orgasm burst from her loins. Her itch was finally getting scratched. “Oh god! Fuck me, lover,” she begged. Lara’s hand came up around the back of his head and she pulled his head down to hers, kissing him with more lust and passion then she had ever shown her husband.

Kimbo dropped her legs and climbed on her. Lara wrapped her legs around his ass, pulling him deeper refusing to let his lips and tongue part from hers. She came again at seven inches and every additional inch brought another orgasm and more satisfaction to the itch inside her. Her cervix opened more easily for him this time as he buried his cock in her. Her legs squeezed his ass, holding him buried inside her, still kissing him even as her body started trembling. The trembling turned to a violent shaking. Her fingers dug into his back and his head. Her legs tightened their grip on his ass. Her teeth bit into Kimbo’s lower lip then released it as she screamed. “FFFUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK!” Her pussy made a loud raspberry sound as her orgasm shout out to soak his balls and bed sheets.

The orgasm completely knocked her out. As Lara recovered, she found herself splayed out on the bed with her ass pushing down into the mattress every time Kimbo pushed his cock down inside her. “Unh!” came from her lips. “Unh!” again as his cock slammed home. He was supporting himself over her, fucking her with almost the full length of his cock and she’d grunt, “Unh!” with each thrust. “Unh! Unh! Unh! UNH! UNH! UNH!” she grunted quicker as he picked up pace. Slowly her hips began lifting into his thrusts until she was fucking him back as fast as he was giving it to her. Lara was almost completely satisfied except from an itch deep in her womb that even his Kimbo’s huge black cock couldn’t reach. That itch was finally scratched when Kimbo bellowed and slammed his cock forwards in her, holding it there. Hit hot cum shot out to fill her womb squirt after squirt of his seed struck the last remaining area that itched inside her. She came at the first blast of sperm and kept cumming with each additional explosion from his cock. Lara wrapped her legs around him holding his cock buried deep. “All of it,” she pleaded. “I want all of it.” She cried even as he emptied his balls into her. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she experienced the ultimate in pleasure and she knew she’d made the right decision coming to his place.

Later, after cleaning up, Lara walked nude out onto the balcony off Kimbo’s bedroom and leaned over the railing. The cool night air caressed her body. It seemed to touch every cell on her skin. Goosebumps appeared around her nipples and they hardened in the cool night air. Her body felt alive. She’d never felt so good… so blissful…  so euphoric before. This moment in time would be the best she ever felt. She smiled as she heard the sliding glass door behind her open. Her black lover’s hands caressed her hips and ran up her sides, reaching around to play with her nipples even as he pulled back so that her ass cheeks pressed against his hardening cock.

Kimbo had her open her stance even as his cock was sliding down the crack of her ass. She braced herself against the railing even as she widened her stance. His cock head pressed against her pussy lips and pushed inside. She pushed back into him even as he began working his cock deeper. She came again as she stared out at the sea and the moon. He didn’t push past her cervix this time, but her pussy was satisfied and didn’t need him to. This time, he slowly worked most of his cock around in her pussy before slowly, almost teasingly, pulling it out. She moaned her disapproval as His hands left her breasts to slide back down her sides and hips. The next thing she knew Kimbo was kneeling behind her and his hands were pulling her ass cheeks apart. She jumped in surprise as his tongue licked her asshole. He wiggled it around trying to push it through her tiny rosebud. Disgusting as this was, she found herself pushing back into his tongue enjoying the feeling.

Kimbo moved his tongue from her ass down to her pussy lips and clit before moving back up to tongue her ass again. Then it began sliding up her crack to her lower back as he slowly stood again. Lara felt one hand gripping her ass cheek even as he was pushing the head up his cock down on her tiny tight anus. There was pressure and then some pain as her ass began opening for his cock head. Lara just clenched the railing and gritted her teeth as she tried to unclench her ass muscles until his cock head slipped inside her bowels. She enjoyed this the last time and it didn’t take long to start enjoying it this time. Her hands pushed against the railing pushing her ass into his hard cock. “Fuck my ass, Kimbo. Shove that big black cock deep.”

“You is a treasure, Meez Clark,” he replied behind her. He grabbed her hips and began pumping her asshole with about eight inches of thick cock meat. Her wet pussy had coated his cock well and it slid in and out as easily as a well oiled piston. His balls began slapping her engorged labia and clit, triggering yet another strong orgasm. Lara stared out at the moon for close to fifteen minutes until he flooded her bowels with one of his overly large orgasms. Kimbo slowly pulled his cock out, a flood of semen following it out to flow in a steady stream out of her anus.

After showering, Lara slept in his arms for a several hours, awakening a few hours before dawn. She awoke with her head on his chest listening to his strong heart beat. She moved her hand down to his soft penis and felt it stiffening even as she heard his heart rate increase. Kimbo was still mostly asleep even as she slid down and took his cock in her mouth. He awoke fully a few moments later and moved his head to her long brown hair, guiding her head up and down his huge shaft. She gave his cock the worshipful blowjob it deserved, but she was hungry for his seed and the moment it began swelling, she sucked harder, gulping his ejaculate down as fast as he could pump it out. Lara wasn’t done with it though. She sucked every drop out of the shaft before removing her mouth. She reached out and squeezed his softening cock to keep it hard even as she rose up to mount him, guiding his cock inside her pussy. She rode him hard and fast, knowing this would be their last time together while Kimbo reached up to grab her large bouncing tits.  Her enthusiasm worked and his semi-hard cock reversed course and stayed rock hard until she got yet another load in her womb.

Lara stayed in his lap, feeling his cock soften inside her, but not wanting to let it go just yet. Kimbo kept caressing her breasts and pinching her nipples. “You know da problem with da black itch, Meez Clark?” has asked.

“Mmmmm,” she moaned lazily. “What’s that?”

“Da more you scratch eet. Da more eet itches,” he replied.

“Mmmmm,” she moaned again, nodding in understanding. She clenched her pussy muscles, feeling them squeeze around his soft cock. This wasn’t something she could give up and it could grow into a dangerous addiction.

Lara took a quick shower, cleaning herself up as best as she could. She came out and sat on the bed, strapping her sandals back on. “You have an amazing body, Meez Clark,” said Kimbo, watching her. “If you wuz my wife, I’d fuck you every day.”

Lara shuddered and felt her nipples pop out even as Kimbo’s black banana cock swelled while he watched her. “And you have an amazing cock, Mr. Mugabe,” she replied. “I fear that if I were your wife, I’d never get out of bed.”

Kimbo laughed. “I called you a taxi.”

“Thank you,” she answered. She left the bedroom and walked down the stairs, retrieving her dress from the banister. Kimbo followed nude. She still found it hard to take her eyes off his cock. Her pupils followed it back and forth as it swung like a large dark pendulum from thigh to thigh. A car honked outside. “Goodbye Mr. Mugabe.”

“Goodbye, Meez Clark,” he responded with a cocky grin that showed off his bad teeth. Lara no longer found his looks repulsive.  “Tell yo husband thanks for letting me use his wife.”

“Thanks for showing me how a real man fucks.” She embraced him and kissed him until the taxi honked again.

Lara got in the taxi, surprised at how sad she felt to be leaving the ugly black man that had blackmailed her into sex. She told the driver where she was heading. “I know where ta take ya,” said the driver. Lara looked up to see the dreadlocked Jamaican grinning at her with his yellow teeth. Aren’t there any dentists on the islands? She thought. The taxi bounced as the man drove like a maniac towards the resort. She wondered what his cock looked like.

Lara looked out her window and thought about the last few days. She had a dilemma on her hands. She had the itch now. It wasn’t really an itch. It was a need. A need to be fully and deeply penetrated by a big cock. She’d also developed a taste for the voluminous semen of the black islanders and a desire to be ass fucked again. She thought of Karen and how nice and soft her body had felt compared to harder male bodies. She’d want that again to and Karen wouldn’t be adverse to the idea. She wondered if she were pregnant. Hopefully, it would be Ray’s, though the timing was off. Ted was much more likely. She prayed Ted’s swimmers had beaten Kimbo’s or Okeke’s to an egg. The plan she formulated in her head was to have Ted’s baby, then go on the pill. She and Karen could have a girl’s night out once a week to look for some big cock to satisfy them. She wondered if they might find a hung white guy, but knew it be easier just to keep going black. She ran through the small list of black men she was semi-acquainted with. The black Haitian muscle man trainer at her gym immediately came to mind. She’d always turned down his offers to train her and once he’d asked her to have coffee with him much to her horror. Now that she thought about it, he was kind of a hunk and always had women hovering around him. Maybe she’d take that coffee, strong and black?

They were halfway to the resort when she checked the little side pocket on her dress for her room’s key card. “Shit,” she whispered. It was there safe, but she had forgotten to bring any money. “Driver,” she said, leaning forward. “I forgot my money. If you can wait at the resort, I’ll run up to the room and get it for you.”


Dat’s no trouble, ma’am,” said the driver pulling over on a dark side road.

“What are you doing?” she asked. “Why are you stopping?”

The driver didn’t answer. He parked the car and got out. He flung her door open and she recoiled in fear even as he started unbuttoning his pants. “You can pay me wit some pussy.”

“NO!” she said in horror, watching as he pulled a massive cock out of his pants. She stared at it in fascination even as she laid down on the back seat and spread her legs for him. His cock was as long as Kimbo’s, but thicker, and the head was a small ball. He was hooded too and she stared at the foreskin even as he pulled it back to show her the angry purple cock head. It made her pussy itch. “I don’t even know your name,” she said, stunned by what she had become.

“Dey call me da Taxi Mon, or just Taxi.” He climbed in the door, rolling her dress up and pulling her legs out the door.

“YESSSSS!” she cried as he pushed the apple sized head of his huge cock into her. “Jesus, that’s a big one, Taxi,” she said panting.

“You gonna love it, mon,” he said, pausing with just the end of his cock in. The open door illuminated the back seat and he stared at her bare white pussy eagerly even as he rolled her dress up further revealing even more of her sexy white body. He licked his broad lips as her navel and belly came into view and he was drooling by the time her pushed her dress up over her tits.

Lara got a face full of dreadlocks as he bent down and sucked one erect nipple into his mouth. He began working his cock in and out of her, pushing it deeper as he began fucking her. The Jamaican wasn’t patient, but she didn’t need him to be. Her body started humping up into his thrusting cock even as her hand pulled his head down harder on his breath. His dreadlocks smelled of marijuana and Lara felt his hair could almost give her a contact high even as she screamed out from the first of the dozen or so orgasms Taxi’s cock gave her before he filled her womb with what felt like a pint of sperm. She moaned petulantly as he pulled his wonderful cock from her well fucked pussy.

Taxi got out of the back and walked around to the other side of the car. He pulled the door open and she looked out at him. His cock was semi-hard and dripping sperm. He brought the hooded end over  towards her face and let some sperm drip into her open mouth. She opened wide and took the tip of his cock inside even as he stroked the shaft to clear it of any remaining sperm. Her mouth flooded with some of the richest sperm she’d tasted yet. There was the slightest hint of marijuana in the taste, but that just might be the smell from his hair affecting her taste buds. He tried to pull it away, but she quickly reached out and tried to jerk some more of the rich seed out and into her mouth. She was rewarded with another small squirt of his hot seed. “Got a taste for da Jamaican Jama Juice,” laughed Taxi. “Da more jama juice ya drink, the more you’ll want.” He was still laughing as he returned to the driver’s seat of the taxi.

Lara sat up and rolled her eyes. Bahamian Black Itch, Jamaican Jama Juice, what’s next? Her mind returned to the muscular Haitian trainer at her gym. Haitian Hot Sauce, she thought as she pulled her dress down over her breasts.

The cab dropped her off and Lara looked at the pool of sperm in the backseat. Maybe I should have worn panties, she thought as the Taxi Mon squealed off. She looked down at the pool of sperm forming on the street between her feet and could feel even more sperm sliding down her thighs. Lara was turning to head into the resort when a scooter pulled up. It was driven by a muscular black man with goggles over his eyes.  “Meez Clark,” he said with a grin.

“Officer Okeke,” she replied even as she noticed the white hands around his waist. Karen slid off of the scooter behind him. He was so big, she hadn’t noticed her friend sitting behind him. Karen looked at her sheepishly for a moment before bending over and kissing Okeke long and hard.  Afterwards, he took off in the scooter.

“Karen, I’m sorry,” said Lara. “I didn’t know they were filming us.”

“Don’t be,” said Karen with a smile. “These past few days have fulfilled a lot of my fantasies.” Karen reached out and took Lara’s hand. The two held hands as they walked towards the lobby of their resort.
“How…”

“The photographer blackmailed me,” answered Lara, guessing Karen’s question. “He had pictures of me and… Ray making love on the beach.”

“Who cares? You’re married.”

You’d care if you knew it was your husband I was with, though Lara sadly. “He had our names and addresses from the hotel.” The lies rolled off her tongue easier now and she felt like a horrible person.
“He found me online and threatened to post the pictures on my timeline where my parents and friends from church could see them.”

“Still, they’d understand.”

“I thought he just wanted money, but things got out of hand and went way beyond my control.”

“And you liked it?”

“And I liked it,” answered Lara as the two women entered the lobby.  No one was in sight this early.

“And I liked it to,” said Karen. “And I liked my time with you.” Karen pressed the button on the elevator.

“I… found it surprisingly nice.”

“I’ve had a little crush on you for a long time now, Lara,” said Karen with a blush on her pale cheeks.

Lara looked at her in surprise. “You’re a lesbo?”

“No. I like both men and women,” said Karen, pulling Lara into the elevator as the door opened. “My first experience was with a girlfriend when we were teens. Nothing too serious, just some fooling around. I liked it more then she did. There was also one time with my college roommate.” Karen sighed, a looked sad. “I would have told you, but you’ve never had anything good to say about same sex couples.”

“I guess I have been pretty close minded,” said Lara. “But I’d like to spend more time with you , alone, when we get back.”

Karen reached up and grabbed Lara’s cheeks, pulling her forwards until their lips met. Karen broke the kiss. “I was hoping you’d say that. Plus, I think we may need each other to cover up for some other activities we may need to pursue in the future.”

“My thoughts exactly,” said Lara. The elevator door had closed, but no one had pressed their floor level.

“Geez, Lara, you’re making a mess. At least I showered before I left Okeke’s house.”

Lara still felt sperm running down her thighs and another pool was forming between her legs. “It’s a long story,” she sighed. Lara leaned forward and pressed the 4 on the elevator panel.

Karen grabbed the hem of her dress and lifted it up to display Lara’s shaved mound. Sperm was dripping off her clit in a steady drip. “I love the bald look. I’d do it, but Okeke… Ted loves my red hair.” Much to Lara’s surprise, Karen suddenly kneeled before her. She kissed Lara’s thigh and licked up a wad of sperm that was leaving a slug-like trail down her legs. “Hmm, good,” said Karen, but I prefer it hot. Let’s get you cleaned up.” Karen kissed her bald pubic mound and began licking between Lara’s legs even as Lara leaned back against the wall and opened her legs wider. The door opened on their floor, but the hallway was empty.

Lara looked out the door, afraid they were about to get caught. “Unh,” she moaned unable to stop her hips from thrusting forwards onto Karen’s tongue. The redhead was impressively good at this. “Unh oh umm, yeah Karen.” The elevator door closed and they started to move down again. “Oh god,” groaned Lara, gripping the hand bar that ran around the elevator so tightly her knuckles were turning white. “I’m gonna cum,” she warned. The elevator door opened back on the ground floor. This time the Bahamian desk clerk
was running a sweeper across the lobby. Lara stared at him in alarm as her pending orgasm grew. He didn’t even glance in their direction, probably used to hearing the elevator  opening a hundred times a day. “Mmmmmm,” hummed Lara, clenching her lips shut as the orgasm was about to burst. The doors started closing just as she came. “AAAAHHH!” The desk clerk looked up just as the door slammed shut.

Lara’s orgasm had pushed a mouthful of Taxi’s sperm into Karen’s mouth. She lapped it up eagerly. Lara was panting heavily as the elevator passed their floor. “Thanks,” said Karen, still on her knees. “Okeke couldn’t keep his cock out of my pussy and I really wanted to taste him again. It tastes almost as good coming out of your pussy.” Karen licked her lips. “Funny, I swear it tastes a little like marijuana. Ted and I like to smoke a little weed once in awhile and the smell can get into everything. Have you ever tried smoking…”

Lara considered shoving her pussy back into Karen’s mouth just to get her to shut up. “Better get up,” she told Karen, just as the elevator dinged on the top floor.

The door opened to reveal a man in workout clothes holding the ends of a towel wrapped around his neck. “Ladies,” he said, looking at them with appreciation. His eyes zoomed in on Lara’s cleavage like all male eyes did and then they raised to focus on her face and then Karen’s. He frowned and looked confused as he stared at Karen’s wet lips and chin.

“Come on,” said Lara, pulling Karen out of the elevator.

“But it not our floor.”

“We’ll take the stairs.” Lara held Karen’s hand turning to look back at the elevator. The man had been checking out their asses, but turned his head down when she caught him. He found himself staring at the pool of sperm on the elevator floor as the door closed.

Karen and Lara took the stairs down several flights. Dawn was well underway by now and they needed to hurry before their husband’s woke up. “See you in a few hours,” said Lara at her room’s door.

“Lara?” said Karen. Lara looked up at her just as Karen grabbed her cheeks and pulled their lips together. The kiss turned passionate with moans coming from the back of both women’s throats as their tongues dueled in their mouths. Karen finally broke the kiss. “We need to do this again soon, okay?”

Lara nodded, removing her key card even as Karen pulled hers out. She entered her room quietly and pulled her dress off over her head before bending down to unstrap her sandals. Nude, she slid into bed beside a snoring Ray. As soon as her head hit the pillow, the alarm went off and Ray groaned in pain. “God, the room’s spinning. How much did I drink last night?”

“A lot.”

“Fuck my head hurts. Guess I can sleep on the plane.”

“Me too,” said Lara, sitting up. “You were snoring so badly, I didn’t get any sleep at all. I’ll shower first.”

A few hours later, Ray, Lara, and Karen were waiting by their luggage for the taxi to pick them up. Ted had gone to the gift shop.  The taxi squealed up and Taxi Mon climbed out of the driver’s seat to help throw their suitcases into the back of his taxi. Lara went pale, but he just grinned at her, saying nothing. Karen slid into the back seat and all the way across, putting her head tiredly against the window. “I’d better go get Ted,” said Ray.

“I’ll get him,” said Lara.

Lara turned and entered the lobby, hurrying to the gift shop. It wasn’t large and she could easily see that Ted wasn’t there. He was standing just outside the exit to the pool area and he was talking to Kimbo.

“I shouldn’t pay you at all,” complained Ted.

“You want dis you pay, Meester Lewis.” Kimbo was holding up a flash drive.

“Is it all on there?”

“Peectures and veedio. You be very surprised by what you see on dis, Meester Lewis.”

“Well that fucking cop ruined it by making her suck his dick. How about a hundred?”

“No, the two hundred we agreed on, Meester Lewis.”

Ted grumbled as he pulled the money from his wallet and gave it to Kimbo. Kimbo gave him the flash drive. “Pleasure doing beesness wit you, Meester Lewis.” The ugly black man looked over Ted’s shoulder. “And it was a pleasure filming you, Meez Clark.”

Ted stood up straight and slowly turned. “Shit,” he muttered, seeing Lara standing there. Kimbo laughed and headed off, his camera around his neck as he headed towards two bikini clad women.

“What have you done, Ted?”

“Nothing,” said Ted, a little too hastily. “I paid him to take some pictures that’s all.”

“You set this up, you asshole,” she said accusingly.

“It’s not like that.” He reached out to take her shoulders, but she pulled back. “Please!”

Lara shook her head in denial. “What have you done?”

“I’m sorry,” said the man, looking like he was about to cry. “I was completely obsessed with you. I thought you felt the same about me. I had to be with you at least once and I wanted something to remember it by.” He held up the flash drive.

She reached out the flash drive, but he pulled it back. “What have you done?” There was no doubt in her mind that the drive in Ted’s hands would show more then just their encounter on the beach.  It would probably destroy both their marriages. “What have you done?’

“Quit saying that. I’m sorry. Please Lara forgive me. I didn’t know that nasty black guy was going to make you suck him off. I know how you feel about blacks. He was just supposed to convince you to have sex with me. Please Lara! Don’t look at me like that. It wasn’t just sex to me. I love you. I have for a long time now. You were enjoying it until he got involved. I was hoping we could get together again. Don’t look at me like that.”

“You have no idea what you’ve done. You came inside me!”

Ted’s face brightened up and he took her hands, cupping them in his own. “But I didn’t. You don’t have to worry about that.  When you were blowing… when I saw that black man’s penis, my erection went away. It just shriveled up. I never came.”

Lara yanked her hands out of his and stepped back in horror. “No,” she gasped.

“Yes,” said Ted, bobbing his head eagerly. “But I wish I had. I’d love to make a baby with you. Think how good looking our kids would be.”

“Oh Ted.” She almost felt sorry for him.

“Come on Lara. I love you. Lets be together. I’ll leave Karen. Ray can’t satisfy you like I can.”

“Fuck you Ted,” she told him firmly, staring as the dejected man slumped over. “Pull yourself together. The taxi is here.” Lara turned and walked swiftly back to the taxi.

“Well?” asked Ray.

“He’s coming,” replied Lara, opening the door to the front passenger seat and sliding in beside Taxi Mon. He gave her a bad toothed grin.

A few minutes later a visibly shaken Ted showed up and squeezed in beside Ray. “You alright man?” asked Ray.

“Just hungover,” said Ted, looking out the window as the taxi started.

The taxi squealed off, hitting some bumps. Karen’s head hit the window, but she didn’t stir and appeared fast asleep. Lara looked back at her. She wanted a good nights sleep also. “Are you okay?” asked Ray looking up at her. “You look pale.”

Lara gave him a sad smile. “Just a little car sick is all,” she replied turning away from him to look out the front window. She had her hands over her stomach like she was about to get sick, but in reality they were over her womb. If Ted hadn’t ejaculated inside her, that meant that Kimbo had been the first man to seed her during what she had calculated was her most fertile time of the month. First Kimbo and then Okeke had shot billions of sperm right into her womb. Poor Karen had been inseminated by the same two black men. Thinking about them had her thinking about their cocks, the first time Okeke had pulled his out, the taste of his seed, the first orgasm Kimbo’s cock had given her, all the orgasms his cock had given her, the firs time his cock head had pushed through her anus, and the pleasure she’d gotten from having both black cocks in her at once. Lara’s nipples had hardened and were sticking out through her bra and blouse. Her panties felt damp. Okeke and Kimbo’s cocks had felt so good. So had Taxi Mon’s with his big uncircumcised cock head. So big. So good. Such a nice cock. Lara was almost squirming in her seat now as she glanced over at the black taxi cab driver. His huge cock bulge ran all the way down his left pant leg. The giant knob on the end almost sticking out of the hem of his shorts. Such a nice cock, she thought again.

And her pussy started itching.


The End