My husband and I were on vacation not long ago. We went out drinking and dancing each night after which we relaxed in the hotel's outdoor jacuzzi. The first three night were we alone so we stripped down and fooled around. We were just settling in the next night when we were joined by a very attractive black man named Mitchell who was about ten years younger than us. I reached for my bikini top but he said "relax, I don't mind" and dropped his shorts exposing a very large cock. He slid into the water and started chatting. We enjoyed his company and I relaxed enough to slide up out of the water enough so that my tits were exposed. I enjoyed the attention I was getting from the young man. We left before he did and rather than put my suit on I just climbed out in full view of him then dried off while we said our goodbyes and went back to our room wrapped in a towel. My hubby and I had sex afterward. I was thinking of that sweet black cock the entire time.

The next night was out last night. We again hit a club and then the jacuzzi. My husband was pretty drunk and making comments about how exciting it was seeing me exposing myself the night before and saying that I wished there was some black cock there right then. A few minutes later he was back. He was excited to see us. This time when he dropped his shorts I unabashedly stared right at his beautiful cock which appeared semi hard to me.

We again talked with my husband being a little lewd and drifting off here and there. For whatever reason, when Mitchell held my hand under the water I squeezed back and held on. As we walked he moved closer and put his hand on my thigh. My husband didn't seem to notice. It was the most natural thing in the world for me to spread my legs when I felt Mitchell's fingers slide between my legs. He explored my pussy, running his fingers up and down my slit and rubbing my clit. I tried to maintain my composure while i reached over and took his rock hard cock in my hand and slowly stroked it under the water. Mitchell slid fingers into me but it was uncomfortable under the water so he when back to rubbing my clit. He got me very worked up and close to a climax. My husband seemed to perk up so he stopped. I was so close.

My husband said that we should go upstairs. I told him I wanted to enjoy the tub for a little while longer on our last night. To my surprise he climbed out of the tub, asked Mitchell to keep an eye on me and staggered into the hotel. As soon as he was out of site, Mitchell grabbed a towel, spread it out on the side of the tub and sat down with his cock sticking straight up. He guided my mouth right to it and I took him in my mouth, sucking him with reckless abandon until I heard him groaning followed by him cumming in my mouth. I swallowed it all and slowly licked and kissed his cock until he had settled down.

A few minutes later, he lifted me up, put me on the towel and started licking my pussy. He was very good and got me very wet in no time. Once i was wet he started fingering me hard attacking my g-spot with his fingers and my clit with his tongue. Before long I was cumming for him. He continued until I came a second time. I just lay there in ecstasy while he rested his head on my stomach.

I said that I should probably go to my room. He responded by giving my pussy a very sweet sloppy kiss getting it all wet again then stood up, lined his hard cock up with my hole then slid the head right in. i was a little surprised he was ready but he was. He pushed it a little deeper with each firm thrust. Once my pussy had gotten used to him he picked up the pace and fucked me harder and harder and harder. I laid there on the pavement on the edge of that hot tub with my legs spread wide as he slammed me to three more mind blowing orgasms. I felt him really pick up the speed and knew he was close. He started biting my ear (oh my) and then speed fucked me through his own orgasm. He was grunting as I felt his warm cum filling my pussy.

We both toweled off and he walked me to my room where he kissed me goodnight. i found my husband inside asleep thankfully. I cleaned up, climbed into bed and went to sleep. The next day my husband hardly remembered the night before and didn't seem to remember that I hadn't come back to the room with him. I just kept it to myself.