Catherine Pays A Visit
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This island had a nude beach, and I was bound and determined to visit it. My husband didn't want to go, as he preferred working out. Sure he has a nice body, but he doesn't use it much on me. He told me if I wanted to, I could go visit the beach by myself. I don't think he understood that this was a nude beach. He gets all nervous and jerky when I wear a bikini that shows too much. I decided to let him live in his dream world because I wanted to feel the freedom of everybody looking at my body. I worked too hard on keeping it in shape to just pass up this opportunity.
I did put on my modest bikini, which he approves, and my beach coat. I gave him the impression that it was an ordinary beach. I threw some lotion in my beach bag, along with a beach towel. I was all ready to go and getting wet from thinking about being nude in front of many strange men. I yelled, "Hon, I am ready to go. I will catch a cab by the gangplank. You have a good workout. See you later." I got an 'OK' from the bathroom, which is not much of a room on a cruise ship.
I walked down the gangplank and hailed a cab. The driver, an older black man, opened the door, and I slipped into his cab. He inquired, "Where to, Missy? I 'sume the way you dressed, you go to beach."
"You are right. The nude beach, please."
"Oh, Missy, you go alone there?"
"Yes, is it far?"
"Close, but you sure go alone? Lots of offers for lone good looker."
"I can handle it."
No more was said, but I liked what he said. I could use a lot of offers. At least somebody would appreciate my body. He was right. It was close, about a fifteen-minute drive. His only comment was when I paid him was, "You have fun, Missy. Looker like you, wish I was twenty-five years younger." I laughed. He laughed, but I think he was more serious about how he looked me over when he opened the door for me.
There were signs posted everywhere that this was a beach allowing total nudity. I walked in the monitored gate and finally felt sand on my feet. I found a nice spot and pulled my towel out of the beach bag. I laid it on the sand. I looked around, and I was surprised by the number of people making adjustments to better observe me. I took off the beach coat. I intended to tease them all. I unhooked my top and let the top slide off my breasts, and that got their attention. I stepped out of my bikini bottoms. That really got their attention. It is a gratifying feeling to see so many people admiring you. A few women on the beach were just as interested as the men.
It was time for my show, and I swayed down to the water. I could feel a lot of eyes on me. I wanted to wade in the water to wash away the wetness before it ran down my leg. I am a heavy lubricator. As I walked to the water, I got smiles, a few hellos, and even a 'holy shit!' I smiled at the gentlemen who said that. All washed up, I swayed my way back to my towel. A front view of me got more attention than the way down to the water. I loved every minute of it. I stretched out of the towel to let the sun warm all of me, and I mean all of me. I opened my legs to let the sunbeams dance between my legs.
"Do you know how beautiful you are?"
I sat up like a shot. Where the hell did this guy come from? He parked himself next to my towel. I rolled over on my tummy.
"I repeat. Do you know how beautiful you are, and all alone on this beach? Hi, my name is Chet."
"Well, hello, Chet. Where did you come from?"
"I saw you walk to the water and return. I told myself, you just got to meet that gorgeous lady."
"You, Chet, are full of compliments, but I am a married woman."
"If you were married to me, I would never let you alone on this beach...eh, eh..."
"Stevie."
"Figures. A hot name for a hot woman."
"Oh, now I am hot."
The more I looked at him, the more I liked this man of color. He was in shape and was well endowed by our Maker. He made no bones about looking me over and showing himself to me. I did not hesitate to look.
"Watching you walk back and forth to the water made my heart flutter."
Looking at that thing hanging between his legs, more than his heart was fluttering."
"Yeah, Chet, I noticed."
"Then I have made an impression on you."
I thought, I would like more than an impression of you in me. I then realized this man was turning me on. His body would have that effect on any woman, much less a horny one.
"I will tell you one thing, Stevie. You better get some lotion on with the sun reflecting off the water."
"I did bring some lotion."
"I can help with spots you can't reach."
Then I said the most foolish thing I had ever said, "Chet, you can even help with spots I can reach."
He took my lotion and spread it on my back. He put it on the back of my legs all the way to my inner thighs. He did come very close to touching me between my legs. He told me to roll over and did my tummy. His hands glided over my legs. Again coming close to touching me where I was wet. Good lord, everybody was watching, and I am sure they wondered how far I would let him go with putting the lotion on me. If we were by ourselves, I would have allowed him to put it anywhere he wanted.
"How's that?"
"Thank you, kind sir."
"My pleasure, lady fair."
"You offer any other pleasures, kind sir?"
I rolled on my side to let him get a good look at my breasts and my mound. He got in a lot of looks. I watched the effect on him. A few people, especially the people looking at my ass, could see what the frontal look was doing to him. It did keep growing until it was hard, making me even wetter.
"You know, Stevie, I would love to get in you."
"Chet, I repeat, I am a married woman."
"I am sure a neglected one."
He reached out and touched my nipple. It was a good thing we were on a beach because I would have given what he wanted right then.
"That is a pretty bold move, Chet, with all these people around us."
"Stevie, if I had my way, you would be in my bed right now."
"How far away is your bed?"
"It is on the same cruise ship as yours. This is not the first time I have worshiped you. That dress you wore to dinner really had me going. You looked divine."
"Would you like to go back to the ship, so you can show me your cabin?"
He kissed me tenderly. I will admit I wanted him in me. I put on my beach coat, and we left. Some fool clapped as we did. Wouldn't you know it? We got the same cab driver who brought me here. The ride back to the ship was enjoyable, as the driver waited until Chet was looking out the side window. He looked at me in his rearview mirror, opened his hands on the steering wheel with his fingers in the air about ten inches apart, and winked. How he knew the size of Chet's cock I will never know, but it was interesting. He opened the door for me, and without Chet seeing it, he humped the air while looking down at me. With the beach coat riding up with nothing on, the old darling mouthed, "I fuck you." I thought I would give him a thrill by shaking my head yes.
We passed through all the security staff at the gangplank, and I was relieved to find out he was not with the crew. I did see one of the security people wink at him. I really didn't know if that was for conquering me or he found him attractive also. We went to his cabin, which turned out to be a suite. He opened the door, and there in an embrace was a black couple.
"Chet, what the fuck you doin' here?"
"Come on, Sal, you had the place all morning."
The black woman injected, "I leavin'! I ain't going to be no competition for no other chick. Not how you motherfuckers like your tourist pussy." She picked up her purse and went out the door.
"Now wise-ass, I ain't got no pussy to fuck, unless you want to share this hot one."
He came to me and felt my ass and said, "Fuckin' nice! She'll do."
I didn't know what to do. I was all worked up over Chet but now had an opportunity to fulfill a long-time fantasy of two black men using me. Chet asked, "You interested, Stevie?" The beach coat coming off, with no bikini beneath it, did draw a response from Sal.
"Motherfuck! Where did you find this one?"
I had just signed up for two black men to use me as they pleased. To answer Chet, I went to Sal, put my arms around him, and kissed him. I felt him push his hard one into my mound. I was trying to make Chet jealous. Sal didn't care if Chet was jealous as his hands grabbed my ass. He said, "We going to use this, baby."
"I hope the both of you do."
Chet slipped his arms around me and pushed against my ass. He was as hard as Sal. I said, "Which one of you want to do me first?"
"You got more than one hole, baby. Unless you can't handle both of us at the same time."
"Try me, Sal, just try me."
Sal took his hands, put them on my shoulders, and pushed me down until I was in a bent-over position. His manhood was right in my face, so I licked it on the top of it from attachment to the head. With my tongue, I butterflied that ridge. That made ole Sal moan. He kept it up as I licked the top of its head.
Not to be outdone, Chet saw my ass so prominently displayed. I felt him probing. He pushed himself inside where I wanted him to go along. He did fill me far better than my husband ever did. His rhythmic pump of me made me see stars. All I could think of was my fantasy fulfilled. Two glorious black men fucking me.
I took Sal's manhood in my hand and guided it into my mouth. I felt it hit the back of my throat. I enjoyed Sal's comment, "You fucking white cunt! Suck that thing, baby!" I did just that. It started to swell, and I knew the moment had arrived, but Chet let out a bellow as he came inside me. Sal soon followed, and I had a mouthful of his cum.
"Swallow it, bitch!"
Of course, I did. When the two of them wanted to rest, I made my play with, "Is that all the brothers got?" It didn't take long for the brothers to switch positions, and I had Chet in my mouth. Sal took a different avenue, and his manhood pierced my ass. It hurt, but I would never let him know. I did not make a sound as Sal fucked my ass.
"No fucking noise, white girl? Your ole man musta be in here a lot."
My husband was never in me like that, although I wanted him to be in there. I took it there at a frat party. It was easier then because I was drunk. More than one frat boy had me there that night. I did lose a steady boyfriend because of that night, as the word got around. I was invited to a lot of frat houses but declined and got married instead.
It did take the brothers time to recover. Still, I did ride them separately, which I know they enjoyed seeing their 'white cunt' on top of them with all the moments of her body. It did all end, and I made my way back to my cabin.
My husband greeted me with, "Well, how was the nude beach, Stevie?"
"Boring, I don't think I will be going back."
Why would I? I have all I can handle two decks up...
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