Chapter 5
Jamaal stood up, he said, “Now get on your knees, my submissive little bitch, and prepare my cock so I can fuck my Little Girl.”
Bill immediately dropped to his knees as commanded. Jamaal smiled as he turned towards us while Bill began to lick the large black man’s balls. Jamaal signaled Wanda to join him as the two began passionately kissing. He made a show of his tongue going deep inside of Wanda’s mouth as she sucked on it. This, while his purple mushroom-shaped head was growing, was from Bill working his way up the shaft. I was not sure of my feelings, as I found myself turned on by watching another man suck such a magnificent cock.
Bill seemed to know what to do as his hands worked on the large, dark man’s scrotum. But it was the drip of pre-cum that got my attention. Just as it was about to drop, Bill‘s tongue licked it up before taking the large cock head into his mouth as he moaned. His eyes watered as he took the large phallus deeper in his mouth before his slow bobbing began.
Jamaal, in his deep baritone voice, commanded Wanda, “Lie back and spread that wet cunt for me whore!” Then he looked down at Bill, who seemed very turned on as he took as much of the black man’s large cock in his mouth as possible. He said, “I am going to fuck my Little Girl now, so now watch her pussy take a real man’s cock!”
Chapter 5
After all that talk about owning my wife’s pussy, Bill was now being the submissive little bitch. But those thoughts were quickly interrupted as my eyes were quickly riveted on the thick, ten-inch, fat black cock that was about to go inside Wanda’s beautiful, wet, shaved pussy. The dark-skinned, muscular, domineering man was looking right into Wanda’s lust-filled eyes as he rubbed his thick, bulbous cock head up and down her swollen cunt lips. He was coating himself in her juices.
I had to pull Stacey’s hand from my dick as her actions were bringing me to a breaking point. My wife looked at me, and I saw the same expression Wanda had. Stacey’s eyes were now dilated, and her expression was that of pure sexual hunger. I realized then that we both loved this sexual trance of live porn.
Wanda gasped as the large phallus parted her vagina. Her eyes were glued to her lover as he slowly slipped himself into her. He was slow as he began inserting more length with each insertion. Seeing that dark cock slowly go deeper and deeper into a moaning Wanda was starting to drive me crazy. Her white cum was coating him as he pulled out each time, and hearing her deep grunt as he finally bottomed out balls deep inside her was fantastic. Then the real fucking started as his strokes were hard and strong as they increased their depth.
Just like me, Stacey’s eyes were glued to the perversion seen in front of us. The monster of a man dwarfed the slut wife as he pushed her feet onto his shoulder to obtain even greater depth inside of her. His dark, girthy cock drove into her like a piston as she was almost continually coming while her husband kneeled before them.
Suddenly, Jamaal slowed and drove deep into Wanda. Then he pulled his cock from her gaping, wet, swollen pussy. He climbed from the bed, and we could all see how hard and cum covered his beautiful erection was. That is when he turned to Bill and commanded, “Lick your wife’s cum from my cock!” Bill acted without hesitation. He stared, licking her juices off his wet, big balls. His face showed sheer pleasure as he licked his way up his shaft, savoring all her cum off his thick black cock. Then he moaned as he took the thick mushroomed cockhead in his mouth.
“That’s it, my little submissive bitch, lick it all off,” Jamaal said as he ran his big hands through Bill’s hair.
There was a popping sound as Jamaal pulled his horse cock from Bill’s mouth. As Jamaal climbed onto the bed once more, I noticed Bill’s lust-filled expression. He licked his lips and seemed to savor the taste of his wife’s pussy juices from this dominant man’s cock.
Jamaal had directed Wanda onto her hands and knees, with her facing Bill. She gave Stacey and me a wink before Jamaal grabbed her by her hair, so her face was pulled up directly at Bill.
“Oh, fuck, his cock is going in me nice and deep like I love. Deeper than you can ever go. You may have a nice dick, but my black lover has a monster cock that is so much better.” Her eyes rolled back, and her grunts started again as Jamaal started deep, slow strokes. “God fuck me like your whore, my cunt is yours, and I will do anything you want anytime, now fuck your whore!”
Bill’s hand was furiously masturbating as his wife was making sure he knew what she was getting. I was ready to cum without even touching my dick. A look at Stacey told me everything I needed to know. Her eyes were glazed over as she made eye contact with Jamaal. He was looking right back at my wife as his pace continued to increase. That big fat black cock was driving into the quivering Wanda as she began to shake and shudder. Jamaal’s hands gripped Wanda’s hips as deep, fast, powerful thrusts were compelling her into a wild orgasm. That is when I saw those big, bright, white teeth as an evil grin came across his face. His pace was quickly increasing as his eyes were boring holes into my wife. Stacey’s legs were open, and her fingers were turning into a blur as she attacked her clit, her eyes did not waver from the black man.
Time slowed, and the actions of all of us seemed to happen at once. Jamaal’s eyes widened, and he began to yell as he slammed his cock deep into Wanda as she was jerking and spasming. Stacey began to shudder as she never took her eyes off the dark Jamaal. Bill came and shot spurts of cum on the floor. I was lost in all of this and noticed that I too erupted as cum poured and down across my balls out like a volcano. We all seemed to tremble as our group orgasm exploded.
As I calmed down, I saw my wife smile at Jamaal as she made no attempt to cover her wide-open, swollen sex. They had orgasmed together, and I was both turned on and also very jealous.
Jamaal broke the ice with that big Jamaican laugh. “Now that was fun!” he said as I watched him slowly remove that thick cum coated fuck stick from Wanda. But what shocked me the most was Bill quickly moving between his wife’s legs. I saw her red pussy was beautiful as it hung wide open, and a stream of white cum began to flow out. Bill quickly put his mouth on her used cunt and began to eat her out like a madman.
Then Jamaal grabbed the back of Bill’s head and said, “That’s a good little man, eat my cum from your wife. Now don’t forget to clean me too!” Then he directed Bill towards his cum coated monster cock hanging between his legs.
As Bill did as he was told, Jamaal leaned back and ran his large hand through Wanda’s hair. “You OK, my Little Girl?”
Wanda just gave a “Uh-hugh” as she lay back. My eyes were still glued to her used pussy. There was cum still pooling at the entrance, and a drip ran down as my mouth began to water. I was thinking how I would love to dive down there and make love to that beautifully abused pussy.
There was something so erotic about watching Bill as he happily licked the black man’s cock and balls clean. I never thought about a man sucking on another man’s cock before today. But now I had a sense of curiosity watching him be so submissive. Jamaal tapped Bill on the head, and he must have known that this was a signal that Jamaal was done with him. Bill did not hesitate as he moved back between his wife’s thighs. He moaned as his tongue went back to work, licking and sucking on her, drinking down another man’s ball juice. The thought of how dirty that was would sear itself deep in my brain.
Jamaal stood up, moved over to Stacey, leaned right in, and kissed her. The kiss was deep, long, and passionate. I did not know what to do. I just watched as Stacey’s hand went to the back of his bald head and kissed him back. When the kiss finally parted, he looked her in the eyes and said, “Next time?” Stacey just nodded yes.
At the end of the weekend, the ride back to reality was quiet. We were lost in lust-filled thoughts of what we had done and watched on the weekend. There were so many borders crossed, and I was not sure where we were heading in our marriage. I just knew that I wanted more of this. Images of my wife sucking and fucking Bill ran through my head over and over. Then watching Wanda and that big black cock… those images morphed into Stacey licking those black balls and fucking that monster black cock. I wonder if she would ever want that?
6 Months later
We were off on our first vacation since our weekend adventure. Of course, we packed all the required items such as bikinis, short low-cut dresses, negligees, high heels, and alcohol. Rules were no bras or underwear for her, as I want to see my wife looking like a slut. You see, I love those looks of other men as they look at her nipples poking through her shirt or when they see her seductively getting out of our car when her dress rides up, and her pussy is on full display.
I love that my lovely wife, Stacey, has recently been showing off for other men, especially black men. She craves the attention and the confirmation she gets that she is still a hot woman at fifty. I love it when she wears sexy heels that complement her long legs at 5’6″. Add that to her platinum blonde hair and sexy low-cut tops that show off the massive cleavage of her enhanced double D breasts. She has even learned to walk in a slow, sexual way that makes men who watch her ass from behind get hard.
On the flight to the Caribbean Island, she was actually reading one of my entries into the erotic website that I enjoy. The story was about a woman who was picked up by a black man at the bar while her husband watched from afar. How does he fight between his agony of arousal and jealousy as she heads to the elevator? As the doors on the elevator start to close, he sees the stranger grab her and pull her to him as they passionately kiss. The story continues describing how time slowed as he waits while his mind creates wild scenes of her wild sexual debauchery. His phone finally chirps, and he is rewarded with the photo he craves. The photo of his wife lying spread-eagled on the king-sized bed with a black man’s cum oozing from her gaping cunt. The doors of the elevator open, and the man who had just fucked his wife emerged with a grin of satisfaction. As the story continued, he listened as the arrogant bastard bragged to black friends at the bar about what a slut his wife was. How she did things for him that she would never let her husband enjoy. Then, just as the husband was about to head up to the room to reclaim his wife, he heard that bastard tell his friend, “You’re up next; she wants all three of us one at a time.”
It was so rewarding to see my wife’s hand move under her blanket as I knew she was pulling up her mini-skirt and finding her bare pussy to masturbate as she continued to read. As she finished reading how the husband was finally allowed to come up to the room to see his sweaty, used slut wife spread before him, multiple men’s cum on her face, tits, and dripping out of her abused cunt, her body shook as she silently came.
She leaned over to me and asked, “Would you really want me to do that to you?”
I just nodded yes.
“I would feel that I am hurting you. In your story, that poor man seemed so sad as those men took turns with his wife. I don’t know that I could ever do that to you. But I bet she had fun. Just like Wanda did,” This gave us both a chuckle.
She read a second short story about Stacey, the housewife. To keep her sanity, she needed one night out a month away from her family. After months of her taking a “sanity night,” her husband followed her only to find out she would go to a black men’s bar where she was used as a fuck toy. When she was at the part where the husband snuck behind the bar to see her in the alley being spit-roasted like a whore by two black men, I saw one hand once again slip under the blanket.
“I should have read your stories before; I am so turned on right now.” She said with that look of lust.
We arrived at the beautiful clothing-optional destination in the beautiful Caribbean. Holly cow, was it hot as hell! Our room was on a higher floor of a small resort, with a view of the white-sand beach and the bright blue ocean just a few feet away. After unpacking our bags, we headed to the bar where we scored drinks and pot. After a few drinks, I was pleased that Stacey was becoming very flirtatious with a black man next to us. But it was how she was acting with the black bartender. She openly threw sexual innuendos as she kept adjusting her top to show him more of her cleavage.
I loved it when a topless woman joined us at the bar. With the island being clothing-optional, there were no problems going at least topless. It was when the bartender began to show more attention to the topless woman that Stacey totally shocked me. She unsnapped her top and set it on the bar. The men at the bar clapped and cheered as they officially welcomed her to the island.
We drank many rum-based iced drinks until we were both buzzed. Stacey was letting the black man next to her feel her leg up. When she gave him no resistance, he actually moved to massage her breast. For the first time in my relationship with her, I had that feeling I had described so many times in my stories. There was that painful feeling of jealousy, but at the same time, my penis started to grow inside my swimsuit. Soon, I had to go piss, so I had to adjust my suit to walk away from the bar.
When I returned, I could see that Stacey was feeling no pain. But it was when I sat down that I noticed what she was feeling was the black guy’s cock next to her. He had his dick out under the bar, and my wife was masturbating him! No one could see their actions as we were on the far side of the bar. But what amazed me more was that lust-filled smile that Stacey gave me when she realized that I knew what she was doing. She leaned over and whispered, “He invited me to go up to his room with two of his friends for a fun afternoon, as they are leaving tomorrow. Do you think I should go?”
Just then, one of his black friends got up from the bar, turned to the grass, and puked. The group all got out of their seats to help their mate. It was then that I noticed the guy Stacey was playing with pushed his large cock back into his suit. With the erotic spell broken, we finished our drinks and headed back to our room.
On the deck that looked over the stunning beach scene before us, I lit up the joint that I just rolled. The beach was not crowded, but it was fun to see all the breasts exposed before me. I had to know, “Would you have gone with them?”
Her quick answer was, “Would you have let me?”
Before either of us answered, we looked at each other, then she came to me and started passionately kissing me as her hand reached inside my suit for my hard cock. She pulled down my suit and began to give me the wettest, sloppiest blow job ever. Her hands massaged my balls as she licked and sucked on my dick. When it was nice and wet, she began to rub me as she looked up and said, “You didn’t answer me.” Then she sucked the helmet of my engorged cock before continuing, “Would you have let me go with those black men to fuck in their room? Do you want to see me fucked just like Wanda did?”
Before I could answer, she took my cock deep in her mouth as one hand massaged my balls, one wet finger moved to my asshole, and slid just a little in. As I lost all control and began to ejaculate, I yelled out, “Yes, yes, I would have wanted you to go!” I emptied my balls into her mouth as her hands milked my balls.
We calmed down and collapsed on the bed. That is when reality swept over me. I quietly asked, “Would you have gone with them?”
Women are so much better at communicating and assessing mood changes in men after they come. She said, “There for a minute I was thinking about it. But when that guy threw up, it felt like everything changed quickly. I was myself again, and I could not believe the way I was acting. Are you mad at me?”
I pulled her up and kissed her deeply. I tasted my cum in her mouth as our tongues jammed as deeply as possible. The eroticism of the moment brought my cock back to attention.
“Ok, so I guess you are not mad. Tell me what you are thinking right now?” she asked.
“To be honest, part of me wanted you to go and be their slut for the evening. But then I would not get to see you do all those nasty sexual deviant things I have in my sick mind.” I responded as my dick was now fully erect.
“Wow, so you would have wanted me to go have sex with those other black men if you could watch?” she asked as her hand wrapped around my hard-on. “I guess that answers my question.” She laughed.
I pushed her back onto the bed and took her bikini bottom off, and I was rewarded with her swollen, wet pussy. She lay back and dove between her legs and began to lap up her juices and suck on her large clit. I love eating her pussy, and just as thoughts of her hand rubbing that guy’s big rod, she said, “That’s it, Dave, get me nice and wet for them.”
I could not take it anymore; I had to take this wild woman into my bed. I pulled her legs wide open and sank my cock as deep as possible in her wet cunt. “That’s it, boys fuck me. Fuck me hard with those monster black cocks while my husband watches. Take me, all three of you. Use my cunt and fill me up with cum.”
I was in wild frenzy fucking her as hard as possible as her nasty comments continued, “Stick your cock in my mouth and as you mate fucks me from behind. Yes, two of you at once. That is what I want. Don’t cum yet, now switch places and take turns with me like the whore I am. Yes, oh yes, Dave, watch me fuck all these black men. Look at them rubbing their erections as they take turns using your hotwife like the true slut she is!”
She continued with the comments until she could tell that I was about to blow. Then she yelled out, “That’s it, give that thick black cock. Give that your cum!”
Just as her legs began to convulse and an orgasm was rocking through her body, I came inside of her as I yelled out, “You fucking whore, fuck them all!”
We woke up in the morning and over coffee discussed the night before. She admitted she was thinking of the bartender while I was fucking her. I admitted my lustful thoughts of her becoming a hotwife, but I made sure she understood I was no sissy man. I didn’t have any desire to wear women’s panties or dress up like a maid. But I did want to watch her with another black man or even men.
The next few days, Stacey never wore a top on the beach. She was proud to show off her enhanced big tits. She also took every opportunity to flirt with the tall black bartender. She spent a lot of time on our laptop as she told me she was looking into more information on all this hotwife stuff. We screwed like teenagers as we were very verbal about the fantasies of her with the bartender, other young jocks, and even about her possibly with another woman.
Our vacation was nearing an end with two days left at our island destination, and I had slept in. When I woke, there was a note next to the laptop that just stated, “Went to the beach.” So, I poured myself a mimosa and lit up another joint. I opened the laptop and settled back.
“Hey neighbor,” I heard from the balcony just to my right. There stood a tall, very dark black man with the biggest white smile I have ever seen.
“Howdy, how are you on this fine day?” I replied.
“Is that your lovely wife sitting on the beach?” He asked.
I hesitated before I replied, “Yes, that is Stacey, and I am Dave.”
“Dave, it is Nice to meet you. My brother and have been here for a few days, and I have to say you two seem to have the wildest sex. The things that I hear through these thin walls make my cock so hard. If you mean those things you yell out when you two fuck… well then maybe we can help!”
Our vacation was nearing an end with two days left at our island destination, and I had slept in. When I woke, there was a note next to the laptop that just stated, “Went to the beach.” So, I poured myself a mimosa and lit up another joint. I opened the laptop and settled back.
“Hey neighbor,” I heard from the balcony just to my right. There stood a tall, very dark black man with the biggest white smile I have ever seen.
“Howdy, how are you on this fine day?” I replied.
“Is that your lovely wife sitting on the beach?” He asked.
I hesitated before I replied, “Yes, that is Stacey, and I am Dave.”
“Dave, it is Nice to meet you. My brother and have been here for a few days, and I have to say you two seem to have the wildest sex. The things that I hear through these thin walls make my cock so hard. If you mean those things you yell out when you two fuck. Well then, maybe we can help!”
Chapter 6:
I was getting too early in the afternoon as I sat looking out at the beautiful ocean vista from our balcony. I had a joint in my right hand and a tumbler of fine scotch in my left. The thoughts of the earlier conversation were running through my perverted mind.
Stacey came out dressed for another day of lounging at the beach and enjoying the staff’s attention. Dressed only in bright yellow bikini bottoms, she was ready to show off her nice big tits. “Wow, what a perfect day.” She said as she sat next to me and took a hit of my joint. “This vacation is just about perfect.”
After a few more tokes on the powerful weed, she smiled and drew my attention to a tiny, skinny, bleached blonde-haired white lady on the beach who was being approached by a tall black man. “Do you think that she will take the bait?”
“Do you want her to?” I replied.
“Yes, I hope she does.” Was her surprising answer.
For the next twenty minutes, we observed the black man making a play for the little white lady. We had seen her many times this week at the resort, parading her surgically enhanced body along with her older husband. After the earlier conversation with the black man next door, and now watching the interaction on the beach, my dick was getting hard.
After about twenty minutes of watching the black player make his move, he stood up and put out his hand. She took it and stood up as she looked up at the resort balcony. When I looked in the direction she was looking, I saw her husband sitting and watching. He waved to her, and she returned the gesture. Then she walked away from her towel and bag, hand in hand with the large black man.
“Oh my God, she is leaving with that big, tall black man,” Stacey said.
My hand adjusted my dick that was growing in my swim trunks. “Look over that balcony that is just below us on the next tower. It’s her husband, and he waved to her. He knows that she is leaving with that black man.”
We were both nice and high from the pot. I also noticed that Stacey’s hand had slid down her body and was brushing against the outside of her bikini bottom.
“Would you go with him?” I asked her.
That was followed up by a test question, “Would you want me to go with him, knowing I was about to get fucked?”
“Yes, I would love it.” My hand was now rubbing over my covered erection. “But I want to watch, watch you get taken by a large black cock. Ever since I saw that weekend when I watched you fuck Bill and Wanda fuck that big black man, that is all I have been thinking about. I must admit, loved watching you be a slut. I want you to be that hotwife that fucks a big black man right in front of me!”
As we watched the white wife and the black man approach the entrance to our tower, my wife said, “Do you want to fuck?”
“No, I want to ride this nice high thing, dirty thoughts about how that lady’s husband is going through right now. Knowing his wife has left the beach and headed to the hotel with some black stud, but not his room.” I replied.
After only a few minutes of soaking up the sun, we heard the sliding glass door from the room next to us open. Then, to our amazement, we saw the white wife with the tall black man. It must have been the brother of the big guy I was just talking to earlier. They came out of the balcony, and to my amazement, I watched as the wife used her phone for a second, then began to wave at her husband.
Stacey and I were now high as kites as we watched the husband waving away to the wife, who was now on a black man’s balcony right next to us. After the wave, the wife turned and began to passionately kiss the black man right there, just feet away from us. As they broke the kiss, she reached behind her and untied her bikini top. Pulling her top away, she displayed a great set of medically enhanced tits to all of us. The black man turned her to display his conquest to anyone watching as he grabbed her big melons from behind as she held up her top towards her watching husband. Stacey and I just looked on as she dropped the bikini top as her black stud took her hand and walked her back inside the room.
“Holly shit!” Stacey proclaimed. “She was showing off that she is going to fuck that black dude.”
When I turned to respond to my wife, I could see they left the screen door open, and I could see my wife on her knees sucking away on a monster-sized black cock. “Of fuck, look behind you, she is sucking on his big black cock.”
Stacey’s head quickly turned to watch the action as she was closer to it than I was. “Oh fuck, he is looking right at me. That is so hot. Oh god!” she said as her hand was once again rubbing her crotch.
I told her, “Slide your hand in and rub your wet pussy.” As she did, I turned to see the woman’s husband sliding his hand into his bathing trunks.
As Stacey’s hand went into her bikini bottom, and she let out a low moan, she never stopped watching the action next door. I could see from the material that she was rubbing her clit, and every once in a while, she would move her hand down and slide a few fingers inside of her soaked pussy.
“You like that, don’t you? You want to be on your knees licking that big cock?” I said.
When I looked back, the wife had moved away from her black lover, but the man remained, standing there rubbing that hard, fat, long black cock while staring at my wife. He was showing her what he had and was making a subtle offer for later. Wow, what would I do to let my wife accept the lusty offer? When I observed that big black man rubbing his fat cock I thought about Bill on his knees, licking and sucking on a big black cock. For the first time, I really considered doing that too.
Our spell was broken as the large black man moved away from the window, leaving us both wanting more. As my breathing started to calm down and I attempted to gain my composure, the wife’s moans started from next door. I said, I need another drink.” As an excuse, I went inside our room. I had noticed an adjoining room door and needed to know if I could hear more of the X-rated noises from next door. After pouring another strong scotch, I quietly opened our side of the double joining door and was rewarded with much better hearing.
“Yes, fuck me with that big black cock! Ram it in, give me it all!” she screamed out as I reached into my trunks and began to rub my erection. This was so hot!
“What are you doing, big boy?” was my wife’s question as she had followed me into the room. “You like hearing that wife get that big black cock? Is that what you want? Just like Wanda?”
I dropped my trunks and looked at her as I rubbed my dick and said, “Yes, but I wish that was you in there getting a big cock!”
I could tell that Stacey was just as turned on as she stripped off her bikini and lay back on the bed with her legs spread wide open. Her fingers went to her pussy, and she began to masturbate as we listened together. “I wish that were me, too!” she said as she moaned.
The slut wife next door was screaming out as she must have had a huge orgasm, “Yes… Yesss… fuck me… take me… use me like your whore… oh fuuuck!”
As the verbal porn continued, my wife looked right at me, pulled her bikini bottoms off, and lay back on the bed. Spreading legs wide, she just said, “Eat me!”
I dove for her now swollen, wet pussy and feasted on her juices as I listened to the erotic scene next door. That’s when I felt her hands grab the back of my head and pull me in hard against her wide-open cunt. She said, “I want you to watch me fuck a big black cock. I want you to see your hotwife take his big cock… just listen to your wife as she gives herself to a bigger man… no, a bigger cock… deep in me… Oh God, I want to be railed by a black dick!”
I continued lapping away at her swollen sex until the black man and the slut began screaming. Hearing the two yelling was driving Stacey to unite with their orgasms. She yelled out, “Fill me with your cum. Use your white whore and her cuck husband!” Her head snapped back as her own orgasm ripped through her, and she shuddered, squirting into my mouth. I came in my hand between her legs as I drank from my wife’s cunt.
We woke up an hour later and realized we were wasting beach time. We smoked a strong joint, then left for the beach. Stacey came out in high-heeled sandals, a bikini bottom, and a see-through top. I was proud of my wife as she showed off her long legs and natural 36D breasts, winking at the black pool boy, as we walked through the lobby. I loved her so much as I realized that I had a nice piece of ass for a wife. Now we were headed to her becoming a hotwife for a black guy, let’s just say that I was struggling to keep my erection at bay.
Finally, she lay nude with me. But after a few hours of the Caribbean sun, I needed to go up to the room to cool off. I lit up another nice, thick joint and sat back to see the view from our shaded balcony. The black brothers next door came out and were pleased to join me in smoking the pot.
“That wife of yours is so fucking hot, I would love to give her that black cock you both want.” One brother said.
“How about we both give her a nice big helping of black cock!” the other brother added.
Now my dick was getting hard as my thoughts of the two brothers double-teaming my wife ran wildly through my brain.
“I think this white boy likes our idea of introducing his hotwife to a double dose of big black dick!” Is this what you want her to have? Then he pulled out a big, flaccid black cock that hung down his leg by about six inches. I just stared at the purple head of his big cock, as my mouth began to water.
“Maybe white boy wants some of this, too. Why don’t you just step over onto our balcony?” The brother said. “LeRoy and I may have what you want.” Then the other brother pulled out a fatter cock and also waved it.”
I was really high and found myself lost in a fog of lust as my body climbed over the small fence onto their balcony. My hard dick was tenting my trunks. As he stepped back just inside the glass sliding door, Leroy said, “Have at it, white boy, suck our cocks!”
I never looked at a man and thought about sex. But, looking at those large black cocks after listening earlier to the interracial sex with another man’s wife, I just dropped to my knees. LeRoy laced a hand on the back of my head and pulled me towards his crotch. “Come on, white boy, start licking my nuts!”
I could not believe what I was doing, and I leaned forward and licked the black man’s scrotum. My hand was pulled up, and LeRoy’s brother put his hardening dick in it. As I licked the big man’s ball sack, I could feel the other brother’s heavy cock start to harden in my hand. LeRoy commanded, “Now work your way up and suck me, boy!” As I licked up his hardening ebony shaft, I was rewarded with the taste of his pre-cum from his fat cock head. LeRoy’s brother grabbed my head and turned it to his big-headed cock. In a sign of submission, I started licking his ball sack first. Working up the thick staff, I could taste the slut wife’s cum and the salty remains of his jizz from before.
My jaw was as wide as I was able to open it as I accepted the large cock. This was so wrong, but maybe that is what made it so right? For the next ten minutes, I licked and sucked balls and two fat cocks as I rubbed my erection. I loved how their dicks grew to big cocks as I was able to get both men hard. I liked the feeling of submission as I was forced to take each cock to the back of my throat as my hands worked their large balls.
LeRoy said, “That’s enough now, cuck, now we are going to go down and get that nice hot wife of yours and convert both of you into black cock whores!”
I got up from my knees and wiped the slobber from my mouth. It was then that I realized that I had become the same cuckold as Bill. I traversed back onto our balcony and took a seat on the deck as my recent actions ran through my head. Had I just sucked two black men’s cocks, and liked it? Was I gay, or at least bisexual? Now, I watched with my hard dick in my hand as the feature attraction was about to start.
I could see the black brothers as they left the hotel, stripped off their trunks, headed right past my wife, and dove into the ocean. They played around in the surf as I waited to see them go after Stacey. After about ten minutes, they finally made their move. The two black men approached her with those beautiful, thick cocks swaying between their legs. They sat on either side of my wife while having a brief conversation, during which they pointed up at me. It was hard to see, but I think my wife reached out to both cocks and began to rub them. After a few shameful looks from people walking on the beach, I saw the three gather up their towels and head back into the Hotel. She accepted the invitation!
Waiting and wishing for the door to open, I heard noises next door. I almost broke my neck trying to peer into the screen door, but I could not hear much. Then I smelled pot, and my wife was coughing. My dick got hard as I knew that pot makes Tracey wet and extremely horny. That is when I heard what sounded like kissing noises followed up by, “Yeah bitch that’s it, now get on your knees just like your husband!”
Oh, shit, they told her. I was embarrassed for a second, then I barely heard one of the brothers moan and say, “Lick my balls slut, and work your way up my cock.” But I had to hear more, so I went back to the shared door and slowly opened it. My penis was straining in my shorts when I noticed the other interconnecting door was slightly open too. I casually started to push it open when I saw my wife on her knees between the two large naked black men.
One more chapter to go.
