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Anything Goes
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Straight Male / 28
My wife and I went on a trip to Jamaica last summer. We stayed at an all-inclusive resort and had a great time relaxing on the beach and having sex multiple times a day. We usually relaxed at the beach bar every night before going back up to our room. My wife made friends with one of the workers, a tall Jamaican man named Javel. He seemed like a nice guy and was pretty popular with the tourist ladies as he was dark black with long dreadlocks and a very nice physique as my wife commented one night. They would harmlessly flirt with one another as he did with all of the other young women at the bar. I noticed but it really did not bother me.
By our last night there, we had become well acquainted with Javel. They had a dance club above the bar and he asked if we wanted to hang out there for awhile. I really did not feel like it, but my wife was excited and likes to dance so I agreed. When we got up there, Javel asked my wife to dance which I was fine with while I drank and chatted up some other American tourists staying there. I would occasionally glance over at my wife and Javel and see my wife grinding with him to the reggae music. It was nothing overly lewd and I figured she would get worked up and we would have a good fuck when we got back to the room. AT one point during the night, Javel comes over to me and says he had the bartender prepare a special drink for me on the house. I am not one to refuse a free drink so I thanked him and downed it. Well about 30 minutes later I start feeling extremely dizzy and intoxicated and walk over to Javel and my wife to tell them I need to go back. I remember Javel pretty much carrying me back to our room. I remember laying down on the couch by our balcony window and my wife asking him what was wrong with me. He said not to worry and that I would probably be out for awhile. I saw the clock and it read 11:30 pm Then I remember nothing....
Until.. looking at the clock and seeing it read 3:30 am. I felt so groggy and had horrible headache that I knew I needed to get up and down a few glasses of water and cool off in the shower. We were staying in a suite and the couch I was laying on was separated by a partition and door to our bedroom. The door was closed which I though was funny, and when I got up to get a drink even in my groggy state I could make out the sounds of skin slapping against skin and the sexual moans of my wife. I am still really our of it and decide to go out on the balcony to look into the bedroom window to see what the fuck is going on and if I am hallucinating.
The image is forever engrained in my mind. A 6 foot 3 inch muscle bound, ripped Jamaican man with dreadlocks down to his shoulders pounding what had to be an 8 inch cock into my petite 5 foot 3 inch 112 pound white wife. My wife is on her hands and knees with her head buried in a pillow and beautiful white ass up in the air, while Javel's face is one of pure determination staring at nothing but her ass while gripping her hips and pounding his cock into her very wet pussy. I could tell they had been fucking for hours. Javel was covered in sweat and when my wife lifted up her head, her make up was running, her hair was matted, and it looked like she had dried cum on the side of her mouth. She looked so sexy and slutty that I knew I was just going to let them fuck. I figured they had already been at it for hours so I did not care nor want to try to fight him in my state. He pulled her hair and smacked her ass a few times while fucking her from behind and the whole time I could hear her egging him on and telling him how much she loves his big black dick and that she wanted him to cum in her married pussy again. This confirmed their multiple fuck sessions while I was passed out and her brazen sluttiness by letting a stranger cum in her pussy.
Javel then flipped her over on her back and penetrated her missionary. All I could see were her two white legs wrapped around his muscular ass and her hands clawing at his back. He pound her relentlessly into the bed for 20 minutes without stopping. I am sure he had great stamina at this point after having cum multiple times. All I hear from the balcony was SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP.....long orgasmic moan....SLAP SLAP SLAP....FUUUUUUUUUCCCCKKK..... SLAP SLAP SLAP.....GIVE IT TO ME NOW I WANT YOUR CUUUUUMMMM... and then he lets out a roar and pumps her pussy full again for at least the second time that night.
I go back in before they get up and lay back down on the couch. Neither of them come out and about an hour later I hear them at it again. My wife moaning and orgasming and the steady beat of Javel's cock pounding into my wife's pussy. I fall back asleep and wake up the next morning to find my wife in bed alone and showered. She asked me if I felt better as she pulled down my shorts to suck my cock. I figured she wanted to get me off before I tried to fuck her because I am sure her pussy was really sore.
After she blew me, we packed up and got ready to leave. We did not see Javel before we left and my wife has not mentioned that night since we got back. It actually really turned me on watching her get fucked, so I guess we both enjoyed the experience. Maybe we will go back someday so she can relive the experience.
By our last night there, we had become well acquainted with Javel. They had a dance club above the bar and he asked if we wanted to hang out there for awhile. I really did not feel like it, but my wife was excited and likes to dance so I agreed. When we got up there, Javel asked my wife to dance which I was fine with while I drank and chatted up some other American tourists staying there. I would occasionally glance over at my wife and Javel and see my wife grinding with him to the reggae music. It was nothing overly lewd and I figured she would get worked up and we would have a good fuck when we got back to the room. AT one point during the night, Javel comes over to me and says he had the bartender prepare a special drink for me on the house. I am not one to refuse a free drink so I thanked him and downed it. Well about 30 minutes later I start feeling extremely dizzy and intoxicated and walk over to Javel and my wife to tell them I need to go back. I remember Javel pretty much carrying me back to our room. I remember laying down on the couch by our balcony window and my wife asking him what was wrong with me. He said not to worry and that I would probably be out for awhile. I saw the clock and it read 11:30 pm Then I remember nothing....
Until.. looking at the clock and seeing it read 3:30 am. I felt so groggy and had horrible headache that I knew I needed to get up and down a few glasses of water and cool off in the shower. We were staying in a suite and the couch I was laying on was separated by a partition and door to our bedroom. The door was closed which I though was funny, and when I got up to get a drink even in my groggy state I could make out the sounds of skin slapping against skin and the sexual moans of my wife. I am still really our of it and decide to go out on the balcony to look into the bedroom window to see what the fuck is going on and if I am hallucinating.
The image is forever engrained in my mind. A 6 foot 3 inch muscle bound, ripped Jamaican man with dreadlocks down to his shoulders pounding what had to be an 8 inch cock into my petite 5 foot 3 inch 112 pound white wife. My wife is on her hands and knees with her head buried in a pillow and beautiful white ass up in the air, while Javel's face is one of pure determination staring at nothing but her ass while gripping her hips and pounding his cock into her very wet pussy. I could tell they had been fucking for hours. Javel was covered in sweat and when my wife lifted up her head, her make up was running, her hair was matted, and it looked like she had dried cum on the side of her mouth. She looked so sexy and slutty that I knew I was just going to let them fuck. I figured they had already been at it for hours so I did not care nor want to try to fight him in my state. He pulled her hair and smacked her ass a few times while fucking her from behind and the whole time I could hear her egging him on and telling him how much she loves his big black dick and that she wanted him to cum in her married pussy again. This confirmed their multiple fuck sessions while I was passed out and her brazen sluttiness by letting a stranger cum in her pussy.
Javel then flipped her over on her back and penetrated her missionary. All I could see were her two white legs wrapped around his muscular ass and her hands clawing at his back. He pound her relentlessly into the bed for 20 minutes without stopping. I am sure he had great stamina at this point after having cum multiple times. All I hear from the balcony was SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP.....long orgasmic moan....SLAP SLAP SLAP....FUUUUUUUUUCCCCKKK..... SLAP SLAP SLAP.....GIVE IT TO ME NOW I WANT YOUR CUUUUUMMMM... and then he lets out a roar and pumps her pussy full again for at least the second time that night.
I go back in before they get up and lay back down on the couch. Neither of them come out and about an hour later I hear them at it again. My wife moaning and orgasming and the steady beat of Javel's cock pounding into my wife's pussy. I fall back asleep and wake up the next morning to find my wife in bed alone and showered. She asked me if I felt better as she pulled down my shorts to suck my cock. I figured she wanted to get me off before I tried to fuck her because I am sure her pussy was really sore.
After she blew me, we packed up and got ready to leave. We did not see Javel before we left and my wife has not mentioned that night since we got back. It actually really turned me on watching her get fucked, so I guess we both enjoyed the experience. Maybe we will go back someday so she can relive the experience.
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