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Our one and only experience that qualifies for your site came on our fifth anniversary. I was 42 and my wife (my second) was 28. We live in New York where I am a fairly successful investment banker. For our fifth anniversary we took a week’s vacation at an exclusive resort in St. Maarten.
I love going to beach resorts with Jennifer. In fact the beach is where I originally met her not too long after my divorce. She is a knockout in a bathing suit. She is a Florida blond, about 5’6", 105 pounds and a body that perfectly fills out a bikini. She tans great and is very athletic, so the tan really accentuates her flat abs and tight legs. She’s also just a blast to be with, always smiling, outgoing, real girl-next-door type.
St. Maarten was great. We went down there with the intention of doing absolutely nothing for a week except sit by the beach and pool bar, drink pina colada’s all day and screw all night. Like I said it was a pretty upscale place, and most people came down from Saturday to Saturday, so you got to see the same people everyday. By Tuesday we were on a first name basis with a lot of the people around the pool. In particular I had had a number of discussions with a black man about my age named Ray. He was a Wall Street lawyer with a very highly respected firm. He was down in St. Marteen celebrating his own recent divorce, so we had quite a bit in common to talk about. From what I saw that first weekend, he was also doing very well with the single women in the resort. It wasn’t too surprising since he had to be at least 6’3" and had the body of a defensive end.
By Wednesday we were like old friends and when I came down to the beach after lunch while Jennifer was in the spa, I gladly took a chaise lounge next to his at the private beach. He had on dark sunglasses and was nursing a hangover, which I got a big kick out of. I even got a bigger kick as he regaled me with stories of his exploits of the past few nights. He even pointed out a couple of his conquests that were strolling the beach. It was hard to believe these beautiful creatures so readily performed the acts he claimed they did. After a while of listening to his stories I had a pretty significant hard-on which my bathing suit did little to hide. I told him that I envied him, that there was still a part of me that wished I had sowed a few more oats before getting married again.
"Are you k**ding me man?" Ray said, looking over at me. "I would kill for what you got." He looked past me and motioned with his head. I turned and saw Jennifer coming down the beach. She had on a white string bikini that she had bought special for the trip and she looked stunning. With that bikini, and big smile, all relaxed from her massage, she was a walking wet dream. In the state I was in I desperately wanted to fuck her right there. From some of the looks she got, a few other guys wanted to also. She came over and sat down between my legs on the chaise, giving me a funny look when she felt my hard on.
We spent the rest of the day at the beach. It was so hot that every twenty minutes or so, you would have to go jump in the water. At one point Ray went in by himself and came back in a few minutes. Although he was wearing a baggy swimsuit, when he came out of the water, the wet fabric stuck to him like tape, perfectly outlining his cock, which I have to admit, even I couldn’t take my eyes off of, it was very impressive, if not downright intimidating. I couldn’t blame Jennifer for stealing glances at it once in a while. I’m sure it was the biggest she’s ever seen. Finally towards the end of the afternoon, I couldn’t take it anymore and just had to screw Jennifer. We gathered up our things and said goodbye to Ray, who gave me a big wink when Jennifer wasn’t looking. "I envy you man," he said.
About five minutes later, in our room I was all over my wife. We were both so hot that I didn’t even bother taking her bikini bottom off. I just pushed the small triangle of fabric to the side and buried my cock in to the hilt. She was as wet as ever and wrapped her legs around me as we rushed to an unbelievably quick orgasm, which was even more surprising considering how much sex we had already had that vacation. I didn't dare ask her if hanging out on the beach all day with Ray had gotten her so hot.
We drove around the island on Thursday and didn’t see Ray until Friday night at the outdoor bar, where we had gone to lament the end of our vacation. There was a steel band, a good crowd and lots of drinks. We were determined to make our last night our best. Jennifer had on a thin white sun dress that was somehow even sexier than her bikini. We danced a lot and hung out at the bar. Ray danced with a few women but didn’t really get anything going with any of them. Jennifer even got into the act, trying to set him up with a few of the single women floating around. Later, when Ray and I were alone at the bar for a few moments, I teased him, saying that he must have lost some of his magic. Ray just laughed and said that how could he get interested in anyone else when all he could think about was Jennifer. "Man, I still have visions of her in that bikini burned into my brain," he said. I laughed and took it as a harmless compliment until he leaned closer and said into my ear, "In case you didn’t catch my drift Mark, I want to fuck your wife."
At first I thought I must have heard him wrong over the music, but the way my heart was beating, I knew I didn’t. We both laughed it off as a joke, and changed the subject when Jennifer came back, but I couldn’t stop thinking about what he said. He took Jennifer out on the dance floor for a spin and I could now see the hungry, intent look on his eyes as they bounced around with the crowd. Jennifer was pretty buzzed and obviously was somewhat attracted to Ray, but I don’t think she had any idea how much he wanted her.
By the end of the night, the three of us were very happily drunk and sitting at a table looking out at the water. "What a vacation," I said.
"I’ll say," Jennifer answered, rubbing my leg.
"I’ll bet you two had a great vacation," Ray said. "You two lovebirds are probably going to need a vacation from your vacation."
"You didn’t do so bad yourself, Casanova," I joked. "You could probably use a rest also."
Ray just laughed and flashed a big smile as he sat back. "Aw man, I’ve been shut out since Wednesday."
"What’s the matter with you, run out of gas?" I teased.
"Ha! Hardly. I guess I just can’t get that vision of your wife prancing around in her bikini out of my head long enough to get interested in someone else."
We all laughed and Jennifer blushed, but there was definitely some tension in the air. "Well, if it eases your mind any, we’ve taken a breather since Wednesday too," I said, which was true. I just needed a break after the torrid pace we had set.
Just then the bartender announced that the bar was closing and all three of us moaned our regrets. Not wanting our vacation to end, I invited Ray up to our room for a nightcap, which he readily accepted. Jennifer gave me a strange look at first, but I could tell she wasn’t angry.
When we got into our suite, Jennifer announced that she would go get the drinks and walked towards the kitchen. His eyes firmly on her perfect ass and legs until she disappeared through the door, Ray turned to me and playfully whispered, "You mean to tell me you let something like that go to waste last night?"
I just smiled and shrugged as we walked into the living room, "Hey, a guy needs a break every once in a while, to reload." I went to the stereo and put on some music.
"Aw man, not me," Ray said as he flopped down into a big comfortable chair next to the sofa. "I thought I would slow down a bit at my age. But to be honest with you, I’ve been the same since high school. If I don’t get some every few nights, I start getting downright ornery. In fact most nights, I need to get it a couple of times."
Just then Jennifer walked back into the room with a bottle of champagne and three glasses. "Get what a couple of times?" She asked as she put the glasses down on the table and curled up next to me on the sofa. Ray and I just looked at each other for a minute before we both started laughing. "Never mind," I said, taking the bottle from her.
We killed that first bottle pretty quickly and the talk turned decidedly sexual. Ray started to once again recount some of his sexual conquests of the week. I was a little embarrassed with all the detail he went into with Jennifer sitting right there with us, but she seemed enthralled. I guess the booze helped smooth out any inhibitions. He finished the story of his Tuesday night adventure by saying, "And to top it off, I woke up the next morning to her giving me the perfect wake-up call."
"What’s that?" Jennifer asked, like a little k** at storytelling time.
"A nice, slow morning BJ, all the way to completion," he said, staring straight into her eyes.
Jennifer blushed and said, "I’m surprised you were even able to after the night you had."
Ray let out a deep laugh, "Oh believe me honey, I always have enough jam for a beautiful woman. All that she wants." He eyes were boring into her as he said this.
There was a very nervous silence then and I could feel Jennifer’s heart beating through her back. She broke the silence by looking at the empty champagne bottle. "Time for a refill I guess," she said, standing up suddenly. She wobbled a bit as she grabbed the bottle, the alcohol obviously starting to get to her.
Ray let out a deep "Ummm" as she bent over and then asked, "Jennifer honey, would you do me a favor?"
"Sure, what?" she asked, straightening up.
"Would you mind putting on that white bikini you were wearing the other day?"
Jennifer laughed, looked quickly at me and then back at Ray, "Are you serious?"
"As a heart attack baby." He smiled. "C’mon, it’s our last night. And I really need something to remember you by." He looked at me. "If that’s okay with your husband."
They both looked at me then and I just smiled. "I sure wouldn’t mind seeing it one last time."
Jennifer just gave me a look like, "What are you getting me into?" and walked towards the kitchen.
Ray spoke up, "Of course, you don’t have to if you don’t want to Jennifer." She didn’t answer as she went into the kitchen.
Ray and I sat there listening as we heard her open the refrigerator and then leave by the other door towards the bedroom. "You know Mark," Ray said, "things could get a little out of hand here. That okay with you?"
"What do you mean, ‘out of hand’?" I asked, knowing exactly what he meant.
"I told you in the bar what I wanted to do to her."
I tried to laugh away my nervousness. "Good luck," I said, "It took me four months to get in her pants."
Ray laughed, but asked seriously, "Then I have your blessing?"
My heart was pounding now, but I found myself saying, "As long as it’s all right with her."
Jennifer walked in the room a few minutes later, wearing the white bikini. She stumbled a bit at the doorway, causing her breasts to sway a bit under the small triangles of fabric. I think Ray and I both let out little groans under our breath. We were both mesmerized.
"Ta da!" Jennifer said nervously, spreading her arms out, a full bottle of champagne in one hand.
"Oooh," Ray said, sliding a bit further down in his chair. He made a circular motion with his finger. "Give us a spin baby."
Jennifer looked at me and I just nodded. She held her arms out again and spun around on her tip toes. Every muscle in her long legs and ass seemed to be tightened. Ray let out another low groan and just said, not even trying to stop his eyes from roaming all over body, "Goddamn Jennifer, your husband is one lucky bastard."
Jennifer laughed as she handed me the bottle and got ready to sit down on the couch. Before she could, however, Ray said, "You know what I would like to see?"
"Uh oh," Jennifer said, "What?"
"I would like to see you give your husband a lap dance."
"A what?"
"A lap dance, you know, like they do in strip clubs. Just pretend like I’m not even here."
Jennifer was really embarrassed now and looked down at me. I smiled and reclined way back into the sofa and pushed the cocktail table out with my foot. "That sounds like a good idea to me. It is our last night." I could see that Jennifer definitely had mixed feelings about doing this, but she had on a good drunk, horny expression and one look at the hard on in my pants convinced her.
There was a good slow reggae song on the radio when she stood up in front of me between my legs. She closed her eyes and slowly started to sway her hips, nervously at first, but with more rhythm as she went on. I looked over at Ray, who was staring at Jennifer like a starving man. Jennifer slowly opened her eyes and looked deep into my eyes. She leaned over and put her hands on my shoulders, her hair falling around our faces. For the next few minutes we did completely forget about Ray. She gave me a deep kiss as my hands reached out and played with the edge of the bikini stretched tight against her ass.
"You like this?" she asked in a voice husky with passion.
"I love this," I said, looking down at her breasts hanging down in front of my face.
She closed her eyes again and spun around. She wiggled her ass a few times in front of my face before squatting down and rubbing it against my bulging crotch. I put both my hands on her hips and rubbed her ass even harder against my straining pants.
This went on for another minute or so, when we heard Ray cough. We both looked up quickly since I think we really had forgotten about him. He was all the way back in his chair with his head against the back. He was holding his hand out, in it was a crisp 100 dollar bill. "You taking any other customers honey?" He asked, smiling at Jennifer.
She looked at me again and I just said, "It hardly seems fair."
She put her face close to mine and asked, "You really want me to?"
I took her beautiful face in my hands and said, "I want you to do whatever you want to do. We’re on vacation, have fun if you want, let’s just not make any habits of anything."
We kissed for a bit and then she said into my mischievously in my ear, "Well, I’ll give him a little dance. Give him something to think about while he’s playing with himself."
She got up and straightened her bathing suit out a bit as she walked over to Ray. He put on a big smile as he spread his big legs. He was wearing white pants and I could already see he had a massive hard on. I’m sure Jennifer also saw what she was walking towards.
She started dancing slowly in front of him, the both of them laughing like little k**s. Meanwhile, I opened the champagne bottle and took a big swig from it. I felt I needed it if I was going to watch my wife dance for another man. Jennifer turned around, grabbed the bottle from me and took a big swig herself. She handed the bottle to Ray and closed her eyes as she started to get into her dancing a bit more. Ray chugged half the bottle before staring hungrily at her perfect tits swaying in front of him. He raised the 100 dollar bill up and asked her. "Where can I put this?"
Jennifer spun around, and bent over a bit, pointing her ass right towards his face. She winked at me and smiled. "Oh, I’m sure you can find somewhere to put it." She was really getting into this slutty dancer routine.
My heart jumped a bit as I saw Ray put his hand on my wife’s ass. He let out a groan of appreciation as he slowly slid the hundred dollar bill under the bikini. He put it all the way in so the back of his hand was completely against her ass, he then took his time, sliding his hand up and down under the fabric. Jennifer jumped a bit and spun around. I could see the hundred dollar bill near the crack of her ass through the fabric. She pushed Ray back into his seat and stayed hovering over him for a moment, her hair covering both of their faces. I knew from his angle he was getting a good long look at her beautiful breasts that were just about falling out of her top.
Ray got a bit bolder and began to run his huge hands up the back of her thighs. Jennifer flinched at first, but then I guess she decided to let him get his money’s worth. His hands worked their way up her legs until he cupped an ass cheek in each hand. I was so busy watching his hands I was stunned when I heard the unmistakable sound of a kiss coming from behind her hair. I then heard Jennifer softly say, "No". She pushed herself up and kept dancing in front of him as she took another swig from the bottle. He kept his hands on her hips and swayed his head along with her, as if in a trance. He then slowly spun her around until she was once again facing me. He pulled her ass towards him and began rubbing it against his crotch. Jennifer looked at me and laughed like it was a big joke, but we both knew that she had to be getting turned on by that huge piece of meat pressing against her.
After a few minutes of this, Ray turned Jennifer around and put his hands on her shoulders. He then gently but firmly began to push her to her knees. Jennifer resisted a bit, "I don’t think so Ray," she said, some concern in her voice.
"Relax baby, nothing’s going to happen that you don’t want," he said, as she got to her knees in between his legs. He leaned back in the chair and put his hands on top of hers, which where resting on his knees. He started to pull her hands towards his crotch.
"No Ray," she said firmly, turning to look at me.
I was about to say something when Ray said, "C’mon Jennifer, Mark told me I could do this."
Jennifer looked at him and then turned to stare at me. I couldn’t tell if she was angry or not. "Is this true?"
I stammered a bit, then said, "I told him he could do whatever you let him. I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want to."
She looked at me a bit longer and then turned back to Ray. She didn’t fight him this time as he pulled her hands along his thighs and gently placed them on the giant bulge in his crotch. He moved her hands up and down a few times and then took his hands off. She kept rubbing slowly on her own as he leaned all the way back. I moved down the couch to get a better look at what she was doing. She paid no attention to me as she looked up at Ray. She kept rubbing his crotch while he reached up and rubbed her breasts, tweaking her nipples, which were jutting through the thin fabric. He sat up and put his arms around her, his big hands reaching down and once again grabbing her tight little ass. He then gave her a deep soul kiss. From where I was sitting I could see her cheeks bulge out from his tongue moving around inside her mouth. Suddenly a massive wave of guilt and maybe a little fear swept through me and I said, "Jen, hon, maybe this isn’t right. I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want."
They broke off their kiss and looked at me, their cheeks almost touching. It was as if they had forgotten I was even there. Jennifer’s eyes were half closed. I could see she was lost, she had no intention of stopping. Ray looked back at her but talked to me as he leaned back in the chair. "Shhhh Marky boy, don’t worry buddy, she’s in good hands."
Jennifer stayed obediently on her knees watching transfixed as Ray unbuttoned his shirt, then undid his belt and slowly unzipped his pants. She let out a little gasp when she saw he wasn’t wearing any underwear and there, lying straight up on his belly, was a rock hard black cock about as big as her arm. She slowly slid her hand up his thigh and touched it. "Oh my god," she said softly as she circled her fingers around it and started to jerk it a bit.
"Wait a second baby," Ray said, "Let me get these pants off." He pushed the chair back a bit and stood up, kicked his shoes off and then peeled off his pants. When he straightened up, his massive cock was pointing right in Jennifer’s face. She reached up and started to jerk him off with both hands, staring straight at the huge head a couple inches from her face. I was laying down on the couch now, not more than two feet away, subconsciously rubbing my own hard on. Ray’s cock was like a huge muscle, it was fully rigid with a thick vein that wrapped around it. When Jennifer pulled on it, the thin outer skin just seemed to slide back and forth, as if over a metal pole. "Oh my god," Jennifer let out again.
A good amount of semen had started to leak out of the tip and was lubricating Jennifer’s hands as she rubbed the shaft. Ray put his hands lightly on the back of her head and pushed her gently towards his cock. I saw my wife’s tongue come and gently lick some semen from his pee hole. Ray let out a low, a****l like groan and pushed her a little harder. Jennifer opened her mouth and slid about half the head in, letting out a moan as she did. I now had my cock out as I was watching.
Jennifer began to bob her head back and forth on Ray’s cock, working more and more of it into her mouth. He kept his hands on her head, pumping in and out, literally fucking her face. She had never deep throated me, and I’m only about 7" inches, but she was getting at least eight inches of Ray’s 11 or 12 inch cock into her throat. She was like an a****l. After a few minutes, she broke off and began licking the shaft working her way down to his giant balls. She put her hand underneath them and lifted them up, as if testing their weight. "Oh my god," was all she could seem to be able to say. She gave his balls a complete tongue bath before lifting them up and in one long lick, ran her tongue all the way from his asshole to the tip of his cock. She knew I loved when she did that to me, and seeing her do it to this other man was almost too much for me. Ray and I both groaned, although for different reasons.
Jennifer stopped then and turned to me with a wicked look, still holding his cock with both hands. "Is this what you wanted Mark?" She turned and sucked on the head of his cock before asking again, "Is it?" She looked with a smile at me holding my own dick.
"I guess so hon," I stammered, feeling like a jerk, "If you do."
"Oh I do," she said, licking on the bottom of his shaft and staring up at Ray. She attacked his cock again. Sliding her mouth as far down as she could and swirling her tongue around the shaft while jerking the base of it with her hand.
Ray started to moan and said, "I gotta warn you baby. This first load is gonna be like a fountain."
Jennifer stopped and looked up, letting the cock rest on her chin. "The first one?" she asked with a smile.
"Ooooh yeah baby," he said, "This is definitely gonna be a doubleheader tonight. In fact, why don’t we go ahead and get the first one out of the way, so I can concentrate on you a little bit."
It was all Jennifer needed to hear. She grabbed his cock with both hands and started tugging on it while she sucked and licked the head. She did this hard for a few minutes, until Ray really started to moan. She took it out of her mouth for a second and squeezed and just then Ray’s cock just literally gushed cum. It splashed against my beautiful wife’s face before she managed to get the head back in her mouth for the next few pumps. Ray grabbed her head and moaned loudly. I could see her trying her hardest to swallow but she gagged a bit and coughed some back onto his cock. I couldn’t help it anymore and let loose my own load all over my clothes. When Ray stopped moving his hips, Jennifer proceeded to clean off his cock with her tongue, licking up any cum that might have been missed. She even wiped her face off and licked her fingers, smiling up at Ray.
"That’s it baby, good job, now it’s your turn," he said as he gently raised her to her feet and gave her a deep kiss. Neither one of them even looked at me as Ray led her over to the chair and sat her down. He then got between her legs on his knees just like she had done for him and leaned over and kissed her again. Jennifer was in deep lust, wrapping her legs around his naked back as he worked his way down her neck and slowly moved her bikini away to lick her perfect tits. He licked and bit at her nipples which were rock hard and squeezed her tits with his big hands. He was really getting into it and I could see his cock was already hard again, as was mine, surprisingly. He licked her flat stomach before stopping at her bikini bottom. He smiled as he raised her legs up and rested them on his shoulders. He then put his whole mouth on her pussy over the bikini. This drove Jennifer wild as she pushed her crotch harder into his face and then growled, "C’mon," before reaching down and pulling her bikini aside herself. Ray gave a long slow lick up her whole slit that from the looks of it, almost made her come right there. He then proceeded to bury his face between her legs and vigorously eat her out. Jennifer grabbed his head, closed her eyes and rode his tongue to a very quick and very loud orgasm.
Getting her off really seemed to work up Ray because he stood up in front of her with a raging hard on and gave her an a****l look. "Goddamn baby, I am gonna fuck you hard."
"Oh god yeah," Jennifer said, matching his intensity as she lifted her hips up and pulled her bikini bottom off. "I need you to fuck the shit out of me right now." I was amazed at the way she was talking, we had never reached a fever pitch like this even in our most intense lovemaking sessions.
Ray pulled her to the edge of the chair and put her spread legs over each arm so that her pussy was gaping right in front of him. He then got on his knees so that his cock was perfectly lined up. He held his cock down and pressed the massive head of it against her entrance. She was literally begging for more as he slowly started to work his cock into her. He kept pushing until he had about ninety per cent in and that was it, it must have hit her cervix or something because she grimaced and then moaned, "My god you’re like a fucking horse!" He then slid his now-wet cock slowly out, pulling her cunt lips out with it. They began to fall into a rhythm and he pressed himself on top of her and began kissing her as he pumped his cock in and out of her. From where I was I could see his black monster splitting my poor wife apart. I knew she would never be the same after this. I thought he might have been pounding too hard, but Jennifer grabbed Ray’s ass and pulled him even harder into her.
"Fuck me Ray, Fuck me fuck me fuck me," she panted.
Ray was sweating like a b**st now as he tried to keep up with her. He pulled his cock out with a sloppy plop and quickly flipped her over so that she was in perfect doggy style over the chair. "Ooooooh yeah," she moaned as she wiggled her ass, anxiously waiting for his cock to get back in her. Ray obliged and quickly started to pound into my wife, his massive balls slapping against her pussy as he fucked her. I once again began to worry about her, but she’s a strong girl and took everything he could give, she even reached down and massaged his balls as he pumped away.
Ray was grabbing her ass and started to play with her asshole. She responded immediately, moaning even louder. He wet his thick pointer finger in his mouth before working it slowly into her asshole. Jennifer started to buck like wild and had what seemed to be one long continuous orgasm. I couldn’t take it anymore and came once again in my hand.
Ray was good for at least another half hour as he fucked my wife in every position - on the floor, standing up, you name it. Finally he had her back on the chair in the original position and was pumping away when he threw his head back and moaned as he slammed his cock deep into her. I could see his balls moving up and down as they unloaded another gusher of semen. As he pulled his cock out it was slick with thick white cum. Jennifer instantly slid down and laid down on the floor beneath his cock and cleaned it off once more.
I slunk off to bed to let them say goodbye to each other and fell asleep waiting for Jennifer. When I woke the next morning, the suite was empty. I called over to Ray’s room and he answered, telling me that Jennifer had just left his place and was coming back to me. "That is one hungry little wife you got there brother. She woke me up my favorite way." I hung up the phone, not knowing how to respond to that, and not knowing how I would ever be able to satisfy my wife again
I love going to beach resorts with Jennifer. In fact the beach is where I originally met her not too long after my divorce. She is a knockout in a bathing suit. She is a Florida blond, about 5’6", 105 pounds and a body that perfectly fills out a bikini. She tans great and is very athletic, so the tan really accentuates her flat abs and tight legs. She’s also just a blast to be with, always smiling, outgoing, real girl-next-door type.
St. Maarten was great. We went down there with the intention of doing absolutely nothing for a week except sit by the beach and pool bar, drink pina colada’s all day and screw all night. Like I said it was a pretty upscale place, and most people came down from Saturday to Saturday, so you got to see the same people everyday. By Tuesday we were on a first name basis with a lot of the people around the pool. In particular I had had a number of discussions with a black man about my age named Ray. He was a Wall Street lawyer with a very highly respected firm. He was down in St. Marteen celebrating his own recent divorce, so we had quite a bit in common to talk about. From what I saw that first weekend, he was also doing very well with the single women in the resort. It wasn’t too surprising since he had to be at least 6’3" and had the body of a defensive end.
By Wednesday we were like old friends and when I came down to the beach after lunch while Jennifer was in the spa, I gladly took a chaise lounge next to his at the private beach. He had on dark sunglasses and was nursing a hangover, which I got a big kick out of. I even got a bigger kick as he regaled me with stories of his exploits of the past few nights. He even pointed out a couple of his conquests that were strolling the beach. It was hard to believe these beautiful creatures so readily performed the acts he claimed they did. After a while of listening to his stories I had a pretty significant hard-on which my bathing suit did little to hide. I told him that I envied him, that there was still a part of me that wished I had sowed a few more oats before getting married again.
"Are you k**ding me man?" Ray said, looking over at me. "I would kill for what you got." He looked past me and motioned with his head. I turned and saw Jennifer coming down the beach. She had on a white string bikini that she had bought special for the trip and she looked stunning. With that bikini, and big smile, all relaxed from her massage, she was a walking wet dream. In the state I was in I desperately wanted to fuck her right there. From some of the looks she got, a few other guys wanted to also. She came over and sat down between my legs on the chaise, giving me a funny look when she felt my hard on.
We spent the rest of the day at the beach. It was so hot that every twenty minutes or so, you would have to go jump in the water. At one point Ray went in by himself and came back in a few minutes. Although he was wearing a baggy swimsuit, when he came out of the water, the wet fabric stuck to him like tape, perfectly outlining his cock, which I have to admit, even I couldn’t take my eyes off of, it was very impressive, if not downright intimidating. I couldn’t blame Jennifer for stealing glances at it once in a while. I’m sure it was the biggest she’s ever seen. Finally towards the end of the afternoon, I couldn’t take it anymore and just had to screw Jennifer. We gathered up our things and said goodbye to Ray, who gave me a big wink when Jennifer wasn’t looking. "I envy you man," he said.
About five minutes later, in our room I was all over my wife. We were both so hot that I didn’t even bother taking her bikini bottom off. I just pushed the small triangle of fabric to the side and buried my cock in to the hilt. She was as wet as ever and wrapped her legs around me as we rushed to an unbelievably quick orgasm, which was even more surprising considering how much sex we had already had that vacation. I didn't dare ask her if hanging out on the beach all day with Ray had gotten her so hot.
We drove around the island on Thursday and didn’t see Ray until Friday night at the outdoor bar, where we had gone to lament the end of our vacation. There was a steel band, a good crowd and lots of drinks. We were determined to make our last night our best. Jennifer had on a thin white sun dress that was somehow even sexier than her bikini. We danced a lot and hung out at the bar. Ray danced with a few women but didn’t really get anything going with any of them. Jennifer even got into the act, trying to set him up with a few of the single women floating around. Later, when Ray and I were alone at the bar for a few moments, I teased him, saying that he must have lost some of his magic. Ray just laughed and said that how could he get interested in anyone else when all he could think about was Jennifer. "Man, I still have visions of her in that bikini burned into my brain," he said. I laughed and took it as a harmless compliment until he leaned closer and said into my ear, "In case you didn’t catch my drift Mark, I want to fuck your wife."
At first I thought I must have heard him wrong over the music, but the way my heart was beating, I knew I didn’t. We both laughed it off as a joke, and changed the subject when Jennifer came back, but I couldn’t stop thinking about what he said. He took Jennifer out on the dance floor for a spin and I could now see the hungry, intent look on his eyes as they bounced around with the crowd. Jennifer was pretty buzzed and obviously was somewhat attracted to Ray, but I don’t think she had any idea how much he wanted her.
By the end of the night, the three of us were very happily drunk and sitting at a table looking out at the water. "What a vacation," I said.
"I’ll say," Jennifer answered, rubbing my leg.
"I’ll bet you two had a great vacation," Ray said. "You two lovebirds are probably going to need a vacation from your vacation."
"You didn’t do so bad yourself, Casanova," I joked. "You could probably use a rest also."
Ray just laughed and flashed a big smile as he sat back. "Aw man, I’ve been shut out since Wednesday."
"What’s the matter with you, run out of gas?" I teased.
"Ha! Hardly. I guess I just can’t get that vision of your wife prancing around in her bikini out of my head long enough to get interested in someone else."
We all laughed and Jennifer blushed, but there was definitely some tension in the air. "Well, if it eases your mind any, we’ve taken a breather since Wednesday too," I said, which was true. I just needed a break after the torrid pace we had set.
Just then the bartender announced that the bar was closing and all three of us moaned our regrets. Not wanting our vacation to end, I invited Ray up to our room for a nightcap, which he readily accepted. Jennifer gave me a strange look at first, but I could tell she wasn’t angry.
When we got into our suite, Jennifer announced that she would go get the drinks and walked towards the kitchen. His eyes firmly on her perfect ass and legs until she disappeared through the door, Ray turned to me and playfully whispered, "You mean to tell me you let something like that go to waste last night?"
I just smiled and shrugged as we walked into the living room, "Hey, a guy needs a break every once in a while, to reload." I went to the stereo and put on some music.
"Aw man, not me," Ray said as he flopped down into a big comfortable chair next to the sofa. "I thought I would slow down a bit at my age. But to be honest with you, I’ve been the same since high school. If I don’t get some every few nights, I start getting downright ornery. In fact most nights, I need to get it a couple of times."
Just then Jennifer walked back into the room with a bottle of champagne and three glasses. "Get what a couple of times?" She asked as she put the glasses down on the table and curled up next to me on the sofa. Ray and I just looked at each other for a minute before we both started laughing. "Never mind," I said, taking the bottle from her.
We killed that first bottle pretty quickly and the talk turned decidedly sexual. Ray started to once again recount some of his sexual conquests of the week. I was a little embarrassed with all the detail he went into with Jennifer sitting right there with us, but she seemed enthralled. I guess the booze helped smooth out any inhibitions. He finished the story of his Tuesday night adventure by saying, "And to top it off, I woke up the next morning to her giving me the perfect wake-up call."
"What’s that?" Jennifer asked, like a little k** at storytelling time.
"A nice, slow morning BJ, all the way to completion," he said, staring straight into her eyes.
Jennifer blushed and said, "I’m surprised you were even able to after the night you had."
Ray let out a deep laugh, "Oh believe me honey, I always have enough jam for a beautiful woman. All that she wants." He eyes were boring into her as he said this.
There was a very nervous silence then and I could feel Jennifer’s heart beating through her back. She broke the silence by looking at the empty champagne bottle. "Time for a refill I guess," she said, standing up suddenly. She wobbled a bit as she grabbed the bottle, the alcohol obviously starting to get to her.
Ray let out a deep "Ummm" as she bent over and then asked, "Jennifer honey, would you do me a favor?"
"Sure, what?" she asked, straightening up.
"Would you mind putting on that white bikini you were wearing the other day?"
Jennifer laughed, looked quickly at me and then back at Ray, "Are you serious?"
"As a heart attack baby." He smiled. "C’mon, it’s our last night. And I really need something to remember you by." He looked at me. "If that’s okay with your husband."
They both looked at me then and I just smiled. "I sure wouldn’t mind seeing it one last time."
Jennifer just gave me a look like, "What are you getting me into?" and walked towards the kitchen.
Ray spoke up, "Of course, you don’t have to if you don’t want to Jennifer." She didn’t answer as she went into the kitchen.
Ray and I sat there listening as we heard her open the refrigerator and then leave by the other door towards the bedroom. "You know Mark," Ray said, "things could get a little out of hand here. That okay with you?"
"What do you mean, ‘out of hand’?" I asked, knowing exactly what he meant.
"I told you in the bar what I wanted to do to her."
I tried to laugh away my nervousness. "Good luck," I said, "It took me four months to get in her pants."
Ray laughed, but asked seriously, "Then I have your blessing?"
My heart was pounding now, but I found myself saying, "As long as it’s all right with her."
Jennifer walked in the room a few minutes later, wearing the white bikini. She stumbled a bit at the doorway, causing her breasts to sway a bit under the small triangles of fabric. I think Ray and I both let out little groans under our breath. We were both mesmerized.
"Ta da!" Jennifer said nervously, spreading her arms out, a full bottle of champagne in one hand.
"Oooh," Ray said, sliding a bit further down in his chair. He made a circular motion with his finger. "Give us a spin baby."
Jennifer looked at me and I just nodded. She held her arms out again and spun around on her tip toes. Every muscle in her long legs and ass seemed to be tightened. Ray let out another low groan and just said, not even trying to stop his eyes from roaming all over body, "Goddamn Jennifer, your husband is one lucky bastard."
Jennifer laughed as she handed me the bottle and got ready to sit down on the couch. Before she could, however, Ray said, "You know what I would like to see?"
"Uh oh," Jennifer said, "What?"
"I would like to see you give your husband a lap dance."
"A what?"
"A lap dance, you know, like they do in strip clubs. Just pretend like I’m not even here."
Jennifer was really embarrassed now and looked down at me. I smiled and reclined way back into the sofa and pushed the cocktail table out with my foot. "That sounds like a good idea to me. It is our last night." I could see that Jennifer definitely had mixed feelings about doing this, but she had on a good drunk, horny expression and one look at the hard on in my pants convinced her.
There was a good slow reggae song on the radio when she stood up in front of me between my legs. She closed her eyes and slowly started to sway her hips, nervously at first, but with more rhythm as she went on. I looked over at Ray, who was staring at Jennifer like a starving man. Jennifer slowly opened her eyes and looked deep into my eyes. She leaned over and put her hands on my shoulders, her hair falling around our faces. For the next few minutes we did completely forget about Ray. She gave me a deep kiss as my hands reached out and played with the edge of the bikini stretched tight against her ass.
"You like this?" she asked in a voice husky with passion.
"I love this," I said, looking down at her breasts hanging down in front of my face.
She closed her eyes again and spun around. She wiggled her ass a few times in front of my face before squatting down and rubbing it against my bulging crotch. I put both my hands on her hips and rubbed her ass even harder against my straining pants.
This went on for another minute or so, when we heard Ray cough. We both looked up quickly since I think we really had forgotten about him. He was all the way back in his chair with his head against the back. He was holding his hand out, in it was a crisp 100 dollar bill. "You taking any other customers honey?" He asked, smiling at Jennifer.
She looked at me again and I just said, "It hardly seems fair."
She put her face close to mine and asked, "You really want me to?"
I took her beautiful face in my hands and said, "I want you to do whatever you want to do. We’re on vacation, have fun if you want, let’s just not make any habits of anything."
We kissed for a bit and then she said into my mischievously in my ear, "Well, I’ll give him a little dance. Give him something to think about while he’s playing with himself."
She got up and straightened her bathing suit out a bit as she walked over to Ray. He put on a big smile as he spread his big legs. He was wearing white pants and I could already see he had a massive hard on. I’m sure Jennifer also saw what she was walking towards.
She started dancing slowly in front of him, the both of them laughing like little k**s. Meanwhile, I opened the champagne bottle and took a big swig from it. I felt I needed it if I was going to watch my wife dance for another man. Jennifer turned around, grabbed the bottle from me and took a big swig herself. She handed the bottle to Ray and closed her eyes as she started to get into her dancing a bit more. Ray chugged half the bottle before staring hungrily at her perfect tits swaying in front of him. He raised the 100 dollar bill up and asked her. "Where can I put this?"
Jennifer spun around, and bent over a bit, pointing her ass right towards his face. She winked at me and smiled. "Oh, I’m sure you can find somewhere to put it." She was really getting into this slutty dancer routine.
My heart jumped a bit as I saw Ray put his hand on my wife’s ass. He let out a groan of appreciation as he slowly slid the hundred dollar bill under the bikini. He put it all the way in so the back of his hand was completely against her ass, he then took his time, sliding his hand up and down under the fabric. Jennifer jumped a bit and spun around. I could see the hundred dollar bill near the crack of her ass through the fabric. She pushed Ray back into his seat and stayed hovering over him for a moment, her hair covering both of their faces. I knew from his angle he was getting a good long look at her beautiful breasts that were just about falling out of her top.
Ray got a bit bolder and began to run his huge hands up the back of her thighs. Jennifer flinched at first, but then I guess she decided to let him get his money’s worth. His hands worked their way up her legs until he cupped an ass cheek in each hand. I was so busy watching his hands I was stunned when I heard the unmistakable sound of a kiss coming from behind her hair. I then heard Jennifer softly say, "No". She pushed herself up and kept dancing in front of him as she took another swig from the bottle. He kept his hands on her hips and swayed his head along with her, as if in a trance. He then slowly spun her around until she was once again facing me. He pulled her ass towards him and began rubbing it against his crotch. Jennifer looked at me and laughed like it was a big joke, but we both knew that she had to be getting turned on by that huge piece of meat pressing against her.
After a few minutes of this, Ray turned Jennifer around and put his hands on her shoulders. He then gently but firmly began to push her to her knees. Jennifer resisted a bit, "I don’t think so Ray," she said, some concern in her voice.
"Relax baby, nothing’s going to happen that you don’t want," he said, as she got to her knees in between his legs. He leaned back in the chair and put his hands on top of hers, which where resting on his knees. He started to pull her hands towards his crotch.
"No Ray," she said firmly, turning to look at me.
I was about to say something when Ray said, "C’mon Jennifer, Mark told me I could do this."
Jennifer looked at him and then turned to stare at me. I couldn’t tell if she was angry or not. "Is this true?"
I stammered a bit, then said, "I told him he could do whatever you let him. I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want to."
She looked at me a bit longer and then turned back to Ray. She didn’t fight him this time as he pulled her hands along his thighs and gently placed them on the giant bulge in his crotch. He moved her hands up and down a few times and then took his hands off. She kept rubbing slowly on her own as he leaned all the way back. I moved down the couch to get a better look at what she was doing. She paid no attention to me as she looked up at Ray. She kept rubbing his crotch while he reached up and rubbed her breasts, tweaking her nipples, which were jutting through the thin fabric. He sat up and put his arms around her, his big hands reaching down and once again grabbing her tight little ass. He then gave her a deep soul kiss. From where I was sitting I could see her cheeks bulge out from his tongue moving around inside her mouth. Suddenly a massive wave of guilt and maybe a little fear swept through me and I said, "Jen, hon, maybe this isn’t right. I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want."
They broke off their kiss and looked at me, their cheeks almost touching. It was as if they had forgotten I was even there. Jennifer’s eyes were half closed. I could see she was lost, she had no intention of stopping. Ray looked back at her but talked to me as he leaned back in the chair. "Shhhh Marky boy, don’t worry buddy, she’s in good hands."
Jennifer stayed obediently on her knees watching transfixed as Ray unbuttoned his shirt, then undid his belt and slowly unzipped his pants. She let out a little gasp when she saw he wasn’t wearing any underwear and there, lying straight up on his belly, was a rock hard black cock about as big as her arm. She slowly slid her hand up his thigh and touched it. "Oh my god," she said softly as she circled her fingers around it and started to jerk it a bit.
"Wait a second baby," Ray said, "Let me get these pants off." He pushed the chair back a bit and stood up, kicked his shoes off and then peeled off his pants. When he straightened up, his massive cock was pointing right in Jennifer’s face. She reached up and started to jerk him off with both hands, staring straight at the huge head a couple inches from her face. I was laying down on the couch now, not more than two feet away, subconsciously rubbing my own hard on. Ray’s cock was like a huge muscle, it was fully rigid with a thick vein that wrapped around it. When Jennifer pulled on it, the thin outer skin just seemed to slide back and forth, as if over a metal pole. "Oh my god," Jennifer let out again.
A good amount of semen had started to leak out of the tip and was lubricating Jennifer’s hands as she rubbed the shaft. Ray put his hands lightly on the back of her head and pushed her gently towards his cock. I saw my wife’s tongue come and gently lick some semen from his pee hole. Ray let out a low, a****l like groan and pushed her a little harder. Jennifer opened her mouth and slid about half the head in, letting out a moan as she did. I now had my cock out as I was watching.
Jennifer began to bob her head back and forth on Ray’s cock, working more and more of it into her mouth. He kept his hands on her head, pumping in and out, literally fucking her face. She had never deep throated me, and I’m only about 7" inches, but she was getting at least eight inches of Ray’s 11 or 12 inch cock into her throat. She was like an a****l. After a few minutes, she broke off and began licking the shaft working her way down to his giant balls. She put her hand underneath them and lifted them up, as if testing their weight. "Oh my god," was all she could seem to be able to say. She gave his balls a complete tongue bath before lifting them up and in one long lick, ran her tongue all the way from his asshole to the tip of his cock. She knew I loved when she did that to me, and seeing her do it to this other man was almost too much for me. Ray and I both groaned, although for different reasons.
Jennifer stopped then and turned to me with a wicked look, still holding his cock with both hands. "Is this what you wanted Mark?" She turned and sucked on the head of his cock before asking again, "Is it?" She looked with a smile at me holding my own dick.
"I guess so hon," I stammered, feeling like a jerk, "If you do."
"Oh I do," she said, licking on the bottom of his shaft and staring up at Ray. She attacked his cock again. Sliding her mouth as far down as she could and swirling her tongue around the shaft while jerking the base of it with her hand.
Ray started to moan and said, "I gotta warn you baby. This first load is gonna be like a fountain."
Jennifer stopped and looked up, letting the cock rest on her chin. "The first one?" she asked with a smile.
"Ooooh yeah baby," he said, "This is definitely gonna be a doubleheader tonight. In fact, why don’t we go ahead and get the first one out of the way, so I can concentrate on you a little bit."
It was all Jennifer needed to hear. She grabbed his cock with both hands and started tugging on it while she sucked and licked the head. She did this hard for a few minutes, until Ray really started to moan. She took it out of her mouth for a second and squeezed and just then Ray’s cock just literally gushed cum. It splashed against my beautiful wife’s face before she managed to get the head back in her mouth for the next few pumps. Ray grabbed her head and moaned loudly. I could see her trying her hardest to swallow but she gagged a bit and coughed some back onto his cock. I couldn’t help it anymore and let loose my own load all over my clothes. When Ray stopped moving his hips, Jennifer proceeded to clean off his cock with her tongue, licking up any cum that might have been missed. She even wiped her face off and licked her fingers, smiling up at Ray.
"That’s it baby, good job, now it’s your turn," he said as he gently raised her to her feet and gave her a deep kiss. Neither one of them even looked at me as Ray led her over to the chair and sat her down. He then got between her legs on his knees just like she had done for him and leaned over and kissed her again. Jennifer was in deep lust, wrapping her legs around his naked back as he worked his way down her neck and slowly moved her bikini away to lick her perfect tits. He licked and bit at her nipples which were rock hard and squeezed her tits with his big hands. He was really getting into it and I could see his cock was already hard again, as was mine, surprisingly. He licked her flat stomach before stopping at her bikini bottom. He smiled as he raised her legs up and rested them on his shoulders. He then put his whole mouth on her pussy over the bikini. This drove Jennifer wild as she pushed her crotch harder into his face and then growled, "C’mon," before reaching down and pulling her bikini aside herself. Ray gave a long slow lick up her whole slit that from the looks of it, almost made her come right there. He then proceeded to bury his face between her legs and vigorously eat her out. Jennifer grabbed his head, closed her eyes and rode his tongue to a very quick and very loud orgasm.
Getting her off really seemed to work up Ray because he stood up in front of her with a raging hard on and gave her an a****l look. "Goddamn baby, I am gonna fuck you hard."
"Oh god yeah," Jennifer said, matching his intensity as she lifted her hips up and pulled her bikini bottom off. "I need you to fuck the shit out of me right now." I was amazed at the way she was talking, we had never reached a fever pitch like this even in our most intense lovemaking sessions.
Ray pulled her to the edge of the chair and put her spread legs over each arm so that her pussy was gaping right in front of him. He then got on his knees so that his cock was perfectly lined up. He held his cock down and pressed the massive head of it against her entrance. She was literally begging for more as he slowly started to work his cock into her. He kept pushing until he had about ninety per cent in and that was it, it must have hit her cervix or something because she grimaced and then moaned, "My god you’re like a fucking horse!" He then slid his now-wet cock slowly out, pulling her cunt lips out with it. They began to fall into a rhythm and he pressed himself on top of her and began kissing her as he pumped his cock in and out of her. From where I was I could see his black monster splitting my poor wife apart. I knew she would never be the same after this. I thought he might have been pounding too hard, but Jennifer grabbed Ray’s ass and pulled him even harder into her.
"Fuck me Ray, Fuck me fuck me fuck me," she panted.
Ray was sweating like a b**st now as he tried to keep up with her. He pulled his cock out with a sloppy plop and quickly flipped her over so that she was in perfect doggy style over the chair. "Ooooooh yeah," she moaned as she wiggled her ass, anxiously waiting for his cock to get back in her. Ray obliged and quickly started to pound into my wife, his massive balls slapping against her pussy as he fucked her. I once again began to worry about her, but she’s a strong girl and took everything he could give, she even reached down and massaged his balls as he pumped away.
Ray was grabbing her ass and started to play with her asshole. She responded immediately, moaning even louder. He wet his thick pointer finger in his mouth before working it slowly into her asshole. Jennifer started to buck like wild and had what seemed to be one long continuous orgasm. I couldn’t take it anymore and came once again in my hand.
Ray was good for at least another half hour as he fucked my wife in every position - on the floor, standing up, you name it. Finally he had her back on the chair in the original position and was pumping away when he threw his head back and moaned as he slammed his cock deep into her. I could see his balls moving up and down as they unloaded another gusher of semen. As he pulled his cock out it was slick with thick white cum. Jennifer instantly slid down and laid down on the floor beneath his cock and cleaned it off once more.
I slunk off to bed to let them say goodbye to each other and fell asleep waiting for Jennifer. When I woke the next morning, the suite was empty. I called over to Ray’s room and he answered, telling me that Jennifer had just left his place and was coming back to me. "That is one hungry little wife you got there brother. She woke me up my favorite way." I hung up the phone, not knowing how to respond to that, and not knowing how I would ever be able to satisfy my wife again
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