Things were calm for a few days and Peg kept
teasing me about her new slutty ways and how much I wanted it.
I did want it but I wasn’t sure I wanted all that, yet
part of me was turned on as hell and I couldn’t seem to
get upset as I normally would. Later that evening Peg and I
went out to the resorts dance club for some dancing and fun.
She wore a shear white dress, 5 inch heels and nothing else.
Her little red bush was clearly visible for all to see. After
a few drinks, we both began dancing and the guys
were all over her in a second. I danced with her as she did
some grinding and dirty dancing with several guys. As I watched
her enjoying herself grinding up against these black men my
dick got hard. Every once in awhile she would look over to me
and wink or smile at me. I just kept thinking who was this woman?
This was not the same woman that got on the plane to fly down
here. Was it the alcohol, the atmosphere or all the black men?
Something inside her had changed and she was loving it and I
was struggling with it all. Somehow we drifted apart for a few
moments as I went to get a drink. I looked around in a panic.
I didn’t see her on the dance floor or at the table. Finally
I looked over to a corner both and she was sitting there kissing
me tall thin local Jamaican man. I walked over with our drinks
and she looked up and introduced me to Paul. She went right
back to kissing him and rubbing his crotch in the booth. I felt
like an idiot standing there.
She turned around and said, “I want
this Paul’s cock, it is huge I can feel it now”,
she said as she kept rubbing his shorts. She motioned me
closer for a look and said, “just look at it!”
When I looked down I could clearly tell that it was fucking
huge through the outline in his short. I wanted to stop
this but it really turned me on when I saw him grinding
it against my wife’s ass in front of everyone. Paul
looked up at me and said in a thick Jamaican accent, “Don’t
worry man, all these white women come down her for the Black
Snake”. I thought to myself, “Gee thanks for
the comment Paul that really helped”.
We took our drinks and left the club to go back to our room.
Peg was so excited to get to see feel his large cock, she
hurried us right along. After getting back to the room they
got onto the bed, she pulled his shorts down, and there
it was a soft Jamaican cock that was at least 8 inches soft.
Peg and I couldn’t believe that it
was really that big. She asked him how a rubber would fit
on it. He assured her that it would. She eagerly took it
into her mouth and treated it as a special prize. It was
all starting again and I couldn’t stop it or myself.
I felt humiliated that my wife was being such a cock slut.
As he began stiffening it was obvious the she
would not be able to get it all into her mouth. She focused on
the head of his 11 inch equipment. She sucked on the large tip
like a baby nursing on its mother, knowing that it held his warm
Jamaican milk that she craved. My wife’s small pale white
hand fit only half way around his cock as she stroked its full
length. As I stood beside the bed within about a foot from her
oral acts, I watch him place his fingers up inside my wife. He
pulled them out and his dark fingers were glazed by her juice.
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