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Caribbean Desires Ch. 01

By: IvyWillcox



This book is a work of fiction. Names, places, and incidents are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.

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CARIBBEAN DESIRES Chapter One: The Seed Had Been Planted

Who would have thought only a few days ago that I would be sitting on a beach in Jamaica with my eyes closed listening to palms rustling in the night breeze getting goosebumps. Not because it was cold. Heavens no it was far from that it was downright hot. I was shivering from the soft touch coming from Marcus's dark hand caressing my milky skin. 

I opened my eyes seeing the full moon and sky full of stars feeling the light touch of Marcus's lips kissing the back of my neck. Was it the tropical paradise that seduced me or maybe the rum punch that let my guard down or was it that deep down I wanted this to happen more like I needed it happen?

I was getting swept away by Marcus's passionate touch as his strong black hand gently moved over my shoulder, down my arm, then ever so lightly over my thigh. While his other arm was wrapped around my stomach pulling me in tight so my back was pressed against his hard muscular chest.

I looked back at the moon hoping it would have an answer to the questions I kept asking myself. 'How did I get to this point, what chain of events lead me here? Should I stop this or give in to the desires that are pushing me to the point of no turning back? How did all this get started?'

Let me tell you how it began. 

My name is Mary Tompson and I live in a small town in northern Indiana. The kind of town where you wave at everyone who drives by. A place where everyone knows everybody and more so everyone business. There are not many secrets here. Or so they think. Today was starting off like every other day. I wake up early to get coffee going and have a cup with my husband Steve before he heads off to work. This mornings conversation was the typical one we have every morning. We talked to each other about our plans for the day and what we are going to do for dinner. After trying to look interested listening about a big sales pitch he has today I told him my best friend Dana was stopping by this morning then I was going to the animal shelter where I volunteer 3 days a week so we agreed on going out to eat tonight.

Walking to the door with Steve I receive my daily kiss on the cheek, a soft pat on the ass and an I love you. As he drives away I watch the light snowfall the kind of snowfall with the big flakes that slowly float downward to land on any branch or patch of ground to call home. It looked beautiful like a giant snow globe. I found that ironic a snow globe it was sort like my life, move it around a little and you get the same results every time nothing really different. Sure it was nice to look at but also kind of sad that you knew what was going to happen every time. Oh well no time to dwell on it I had to get ready before Dana arrived.

Stepping out of the shower hurrying because Dana would be here any time now I wiped the steam from the mirror and look at myself as I brush my hair. I notice the changes my body has gone through over the years. What used to be perky are hanging a little lower and what was toned and tight is more curved but we can't stay 20 forever. As a 42-year-old woman I come to accept myself for what it is and like most women I fix it not by surgery but something more therapeutic. Go shopping and buy clothes that make me look more flattering and shoes to match of course. 

As I walked out of the bathroom in my robe I notice a glow coming from Steve's man cave. I peeked in to see what he left on this time. It was his computer I was about to turn it off when I noticed what was on the screen. The top of the screen said amateur movies and just above a box that appeared to be paused said Wife with BBC.

Wondering what BBC meant I hit the play button to see what it was about. My curiosity was soon answered by what I was witnessing. Those three letters could only mean one thing, Big Black Cock. There was a large fit black man standing there naked with a 30 something white woman on her knees holding the biggest penis I have ever seen. She was holding it like a she would a baseball bat one hand stacked over the other and it still didn't cover it all. She had the head of it in her mouth while she stroked the semi erect cock trying to bring it to full life. 

I sat there eyes glued to the screen thinking 'So Steve is really into this stuff.'

Occasionally while we are making love he would make comments about me being with a black man. Usually this would be after he had a few drinks. I would never respond to his comments or questions it was something I never thought of and I felt awkward talking like that during sex. So I would just let him talk about how he would love to see a black dick stretch me out. Letting him run with his imagination getting himself excited then quickly cumming leaving me unfulfilled more often than not.

My thoughts went back to the scene in front of me. The lady was successful at fully arousing the black man and was about to be rewarded for her efforts. She was lying on the bed with her legs on his shoulders while he rubbed the tip of his dick along her pussy preparing it for the beating it was going to get.

The camera man must have been her husband because he kept talking to her. Telling her he loved her and how hot she look coaching her on what he would like to see. It was very annoying with him talking it was like a bad sportscaster describing the game on TV.

I turned down the volume and watched as she started biting her lower lip as her lover started to push his large swollen member. Thinking there is no way she is going to be able to take all that. But to my surprise he was going a little deeper with each new thrust. I began to feel my skin becoming flush and warm. The contrast of the dark skinned man over the pale skin of the woman who was now entwined with him as if they were one was a very erotic sight to see. 

For a moment I thought I could hear heavy breathing coming from the impaled blonde. But soon realized it was my breathing that I was hearing. My heart was beating faster as I opened my robe to feel the cool air on my hot skin. My left hand gently caressed my right breast softly rolling my fingers around my hard nipple. My right hand found its way down to the warm moist area between my legs. I closed my eyes imagining I was the lucky lady on the screen. My finger lightly circled my clit my hips started to move as I wondered what it would be like to have that massive black cock in me. My breathing became deeper and more staggered my chest was getting a flush and prickly feeling. I knew I was getting close as my legs were starting to stiffen.

I was going to cum "Yes Yes" rubbing faster "Oh God Yes give me that black d" 

Ding Dong the door bell rings. 'Fuck, dammit Dana why now.' I thought.

Getting up I fastened my robe and turn off the computer. Thinking to myself as I got one last look at my black lover 'maybe next time Romeo'. It wasn't bad enough that Steve doesn't finish the job but I couldn't either. 

I open the door to see a shivering Dana. "It is so good to see you girl. Get in here before you freeze to death." I said as she rushed in rapidly trying to escape the grip the cold morning air had on her.

"Thank you" she said as she rushed in to give me a hug. 

"Sorry if I kept you I was in the shower and ran down as soon as I heard the doorbell." Explaining to her not knowing if I was so into trying to pleasure myself that she might have rang the bell a few times.

"If I would have known that I would have come over sooner and joined you for a hot shower. I am so tired of this cold weather." She said jokingly with a devilish smile.

"Well let's go get some hot coffee and catch up" I said leading her to the kitchen.

Dana and I grew up together we met in 5th grade and have been best friends ever since. We have been there for each other through thick and thin. We shared everything with each other. Our first crushes, the first kiss, our first lover. The good and the bad, we shared it all nothing was sacred. 

When she was 25 she met a 36-year-old doctor by the name of Skip McDaniels. Skip swept her off her feet and married her then swept her out of our little town for the big city 60 miles north of here. She would always say she liked living in the big city because "there was more flavor." We still stayed close as if she never left. 

After chatting for 40 minutes or so the conversation turn towards sex. Which is about the norm for us sooner or later sex is always brought up. Dana knew that Steve and I were going through a rut so she was hopping to hear things were heating up. I hated to tell her it was still the same. Our sex life was where, when and how Steve wanted it. Leaving me hanging and wanting more. I never told her about Steve's fantasy of watching a black man fucking me. I felt bad not telling her especially since she shares intimate details about her's and Skip's active sex life with me. But I didn't want her to think Steve was a freak or gay or something like that. 

"Hey I got something that might help you get that spark back just hear me out." Dana said excitedly. "You know that trip to Jamaica we have coming up in a few days. Well it turns out we can't make it. Skip has to cover for a partner who has a family emergency. Anyway it is too late to cancel but they said since we go their every year we can transfer our reservation to someone else. It's a small elegant all-inclusive resort that spares nothing for there client's. Skip and I thought you guys could use the getaway to reconnect. I can book your flights when we cancel ours so you are sure to get a seat on such short notice. All you need is your passport and bag and the resort will see to all your other needs. Here is your chance to take control and say where and when. How you spice it up I will leave to your imagination" 

I was floored I didn't know what to say. I didn't know if Steve could get off work or not. Still seeing that I was stunned from the offer she just threw at me. She got up grabbed her coat and headed for the door. As she kissed me on the cheek goodbye she told me to talk to Steve about it and let her know by noon tomorrow so she could make other arrangements if we could not do it.

That night it seemed as if the stars and the moon and all the planets were in line with each other and fate or destiny shinned down on us. At dinner I excitedly told Steve about Dana's offer. As it turned out Steve landed his sales pitch and his boss rewarded him by telling him to take some paid time off to relax. And that he would be a very busy man in a couple of weeks making sure the new deal went off without a hitch. So needless to say Steve jumped at the offer for some fun in the sun and was just as excited as I was. We hurried home to start packing. 

We were in such a rush I forgot to call Dana and let her know. When I told her we could go I didn't know who was happier her or myself. She said she would get everything in order for us and not to worry about a thing. She enthusiastically went on telling me how nice the beach and ocean and locals were and how this could be a life changing experience for us. Hoping by life changing she was meaning Steve and I would be able to reconnect and get out of our rut. I hope she was right.

I was awoken from my deep sleep by a sudden jerk as if someone grabbed my shoulders and shook me. I was in a daze and unsure where I was until I heard the rushing air from the plane's engines reversing its thrust. As I looked out the window I was happy to see we made it to sunny Jamaica. We departed the plane got our bags and made it through customs without a problem. Outside customs there was a man with a sign with our name on it just like Dana said there would be. He happily took our bags and showed us to the car.

We made some small chat on the way to the resort as he pointed out some sights along the way and suggested some things we should see while we were here. But mainly we sat quietly in awe taking in the beauty of the paradise that surrounded us. It was nice to trade the winter gray sky and lifeless trees from back home in Indiana, for the blue sun filled sky and lush vegetation full of a rainbow of colors that Jamaica was offering us. But what thrilled me the most was giving up the white powder snow for the white sandy pristine beaches.

When we arrived at the resort we were greeted by a very charming woman by the name of Rose. She went over our reservations and informed us that everything was in order.

With a big smile looking at me she said "You will be in very good hands Marcus will be taking care of any of your needs during your visit."

We thanked her, anxious to get to our room.

A moment later a man came out with a couple of glasses of rum punch for us. He had smooth caramel colored skin and dreadlocks that came down to his shoulder. Not ratty looking but very appealing. He had a big smile that was inviting and drew you in like someone you could trust. His aura that surrounded him exuded confidence.

After offering us our drinks he shook Steve's hand then took my hand gently and brought it to his lips. His hazel eyes looked into mine as if he could read my soul.

"Welcome to paradise" he said with a mild Jamaican accent. "My name is Marcus and it is my pleasure to see to it that your stay with us is a most enjoyable one. So if there is anything you need please let me know."

As if he could read our minds Marcus said "Now let me show you to your suite so you two can get out of those winter cloths and into something more comfortable."

Along the way he showed us the layout of the resort. There were three restaurants to choose from along with a hand full of bars. There were two large pools the one we seen was nicely manicured with bright flowers, bushes and palm trees. The other one he pointed out to us as we passed by but didn't stop to see it. To our surprise he told us that one was clothing optional and anything goes. He told us if we are ok with that then by all means go and explore it.

We then arrived to the suites we were surprised to see that they were all personal bungalows spread out by about 150 feet away from each other along the beachfront. There were various palms that separated the units. Our suite was an end one then off to the right of us was a pristine beach with cabanas spread about that ended into a wall of a rocky cliff off in the distance. The beach was to die for the soft white sand and turquoise water was calling for us to get out there and enjoy it. Hoping our tour would be over soon not sure how long I would be able avoid the sirens call enchanting me.

Marcus unloaded our luggage and took it in for us. Then handed us each a cell phone. He informed us that these were local phones and that we only had to dial one to get a hold of him if we needed anything.

"Anytime day or night just call and I will get you what ever you want" Marcus said almost as if he was totally focused on me forgetting Steve was even there.

"Oh I almost forgot to tell you." He said as he started to walk away. "If you look down the beach to the right." Pointing toward the cabanas. "That area of the beach is like the pool I told you about. So if you are feeling risqué or want to nude sunbathe that is where you go. And please call if you need anything at all."

After we were alone we checked out our accommodations for our stay. I have to tell you this was by far the nicest place we have ever stayed in. The upstairs was basically the bedroom. It had a giant king sized pedestal bed that was so comfortable that it made it hard to want to get out of it to do anything else. The pedestal was romantically draped in a sheer fabric that waved gently from the ocean breeze coming in from our balcony. There was a shower with a glass partition that offered no privacy from anyone in the room.

The balcony was the thing that was so amazing. The wall to the balcony was just a series of folding glass doors. You could open the wall up to have a panoramic view of the ocean and smell the fresh salt air blowing in from the sea.

As I soaked in the view Steve came behind me and started to kiss on my shoulder. I was thinking to my self this is what it was all about this is why we came here to reconnect to bond with one another. He started nibbling on my ear and massaging my breast. It felt so good to be close to him. I turned to kiss him and started to undo his pants. Steve removed my shirt and bra to expose my full breast to the salty air. I broke our deep kiss and dropped to my knees and took his hardness into my mouth.

Out of the blue my mind went to the video of my "Romeo" I seen just a few days ago in Steve's man cave. The vision of that woman breathing life into that monster size black cock wouldn't leave my head.

I had all that Steve had to give me in my mouth, but that wasn't enough I needed more. I feverishly worked the length of his shaft. Hoping he would grow more in excitement, but to my disappointment I was left wanting.

Steve sensing my zealousness said. "Damn Mary I think all that attention Marcus was giving you has got you all worked up"

I got up to remove my jeans. As I unzipped them I realized the effect the desires in my head had on me. I felt a damp spot, not on my underwear but I had soaked through my jeans. I tossed my wet jeans on the floor and laid on the bed. I didn't care about bonding or being close to each other any more I needed fucked and fucked good. I had a deep itch and I was hoping Steve would be able to scratch it.

"Thinking about Marcus's black dick has got you dripping wet" Steve said as he easily slid into my wet pussy. "You want some of that big black dick fucking you don't you?" He asked as he increased his pace letting his fantasy take control of him.

I grabbed his ass pulling him into me. I needed more I still had that itch and he wasn't even scratching the surface. As Steve continued talking about how I wanted and needed black dick. I let out some soft moan as my visions went back to the black stud fucking the blonde on the computer. Except this time in my head it was my pussy getting stuffed by his huge dark manhood. Steve must have taken my moans as a reaction to his talking. His body started tensing up as his pace quickened. Then came the grunt that signaled it was over just as soon as it started. 

After lying on bed frustrated and unfulfilled for a moment I decided we should get up and go out do something. After getting cleaned up we packed a beach bag and went out enjoy the sun. When we stepped outside we reached our first dilemma of the trip. Do we go to the left or do we feel a little wild and go right?

Looking toward the cliff I said. "Lets go this way. Why get tan lines if we don't have to. Besides if it gets to awkward we will just leave."

"Baby I don't know what has gotten into you but I am liking it." Steve said.

As we walked the beach to find the perfect spot to claim as our own little slice of paradise we passed a few couples noticing some were nude some just topless. Surprisingly it was no big deal there was no gawking or anything like that. It was as if it was natural thing.

One couple did grab our attention literally when we heard a woman yell hey neighbors. As it turned out they were staying in the bungalow beside us. They had seen us arrive earlier and thought now would be a good time to introduce themselves to us, as they lay out in the buff.

Their names were Dave and Terri and I must admit it was strange meeting someone like this. But after talking for a while you didn't even notice Dave's ample package laying on his left thigh or Terri's perky breast bounce every time she laughed. It was just like having a normal conversation. We said our good byes and continued down a ways until we arrived at our perfect spot.


Caribbean Desires Ch. 01



I decided to go topless while Steve's comfort level must have been more lax because he wasted no time to go full nude. I applied a generous dose of sunscreen to my sun deprived white skin not wanting to get sun burnt and miserable our first day in our tropical wonderland. We could hear nothing but the ocean and the faint sounds of reggae music in the distance. Lying there soaking in the warm rays that the Jamaican sun had to offer us.

I must have felt as if someone was looking at me. Or maybe it was the shadow that was being cast over me as if something was blocking the sun. Just as soon as I sensed it I heard a voice. I opened my eyes to see it was the bartender wanting to know if there was anything he could get us.

I was thinking some drinks might be a good idea. I was still worked up from the inadequate love-making that I received earlier and maybe some alcohol might help me relax. I ordered some cold beers hoping that would do the trick. Noah our bartender returned with a bucket full of ice and eight cold ones in it.

While on my third drink I realized this wasn't having the effect that I was hoping for. If anything it was counterproductive. I was catching myself looking at the men as they walked by wondering if they could extinguish the fire I had burning down below. I had to do something to relax and get my mind off of it. So I pulled a phone out of the beach bag and pressed one.

"Hello, Marcus here how can I help you?" The voice on the other end said.

"Hi Marcus this is Mary Tompson."

Marcus replied. "Miss Mary what can I do for you?"

"I was wondering if there is any chance that I would be able to get in for a massage?" I said thinking that would do the trick.

"That will be no problem at all. When would you like it?" He asked.

"We are getting some sun at the beach now." I said. Thinking the sooner the better. "Whenever you can fit me in would be great."

"If you like I can arrange to have the massage on the beach." Marcus suggested. "Just let me know where you are and I will take care of everything."

"That would be wonderful." I said looking around for a landmark to give him when I noticed a number on a cabana near us. "We are next to cabana 28 if that helps any."

"Ah very good." He said knowingly. "Will Mr. Steve be wanting one as well?"

Knowing Steve was not into massages I said. " No thank you. It will be just me."

"Very well I will get this set up for them to meet you on the beach. Someone will be there in about thirty minutes." He said then asking. "Is there anything else I can do for you?"

That was a loaded question. My mind automatically started to think of the things he could do for me. "Thank you and nothing else that I can think of." I said as I quickly shut out the images that we're running through my head.

I returned to my cold beer while looking out to the inviting crystal clear waters that rippled in front of us. It was almost hypnotizing I had to turn away or risk being put under its mind numbing spell. While reading my romance novel that I am sure was not helping the state of mind I was in, I rested the cold glass beer bottle on my neck as a relief from the heat. Soon droplets fell from the sweating bottle landing on my chest slowly making a trail down to my sun warmed breast.

Noticing how good it felt I replaced the bottle with an ice-cube from the bucket. I gently traced the path the droplets made down my left breast. Soon I reached the end of the trail where the droplets evaporated but continued working the ice-cube down untouched territories until I reached my nipple. My nipple instantly reacted to the cool melting ice being intensified by the breeze coming from the ocean.

Subconsciously when the ice-cube fully melted from circling my erect nipple I reached down and grabbed another one. This time placing it on my chest and moving towards my right breast. Giving it the same treatment as I did its counterpart.

As I was circling my right nipple I heard a familiar voice.

"Well it looks as if we are enjoy ourselves on this beautiful sunny day." Marcus said.

Embarrassed I dropped the ice and looked up to see a smiling Marcus who obviously focused on my hardened nipples which seemed like they got a little harder when I seen him. I also noticed he wasn't alone. Standing next to him was a hulk of a man who looked as if he was ripped out of the pages of a bodybuilder magazine. His muscles were bulging out from everywhere under his tight shirt much like his spandex shorts that left little to the imagination.

Marcus started the introductions by pointing toward the giant of a man next to him. "This is Delroy he will be giving you your massage today." Then pointing toward us. "Delray these are the Tompsons Steve and Mary." Looking towards me Marcus continued. "Miss Mary here is the one that requested the massage."

Steve looked at me giving me a devilish grin then went back to his book. Thinking to myself this is not going to be the relaxing massage I was hoping for. Just the thought of having this black Adonis rubbing his hands all over me was already having the reverse effect.

Delroy set down the folded massage table then walked to where Steve was sitting. He then held out his massive hand towards my unsuspecting husband.

"Mr. Steve." Delroy said with his hand out.

Steve turned his head unsuspectingly only to see Delroy towering over him with his bulging groin eye level to him. It was as if time stood still and Steve couldn't look away.

Delroy broke the trance his manliness had on my husband. "Are you wanting a massage also or will it just be your wife receiving my services today?"

"No thank you." Steve said shaking his hand. "I think I will just sit back over here out-of-the-way and let you give Mary your full attention." Steve continued giving me that mischievous look.

With that Delroy went to set up his work station. Looking at his strong wide back and firm tight ass. I was thinking I should give Steve a lesson he wouldn't forget and let Delroy give me his full attention. Every last thick bulging inch of it. Who knows maybe Steve would learn a thing or two.

Marcus brought me back from my thoughts. "I will leave you be. Enjoy your massage." He said as he turned to walk away.

"Miss Mary." Delroy called as he was putting a sheet on the table. "We can begin when you would like."

I got up and stretched reaching my arms towards the sky feeling my full bare breast raise then lower when I let my arms down. Walking towards the table I put a little extra spring in my step so my hips would have a noticeable sway from side to side. I looked back at Steve making sure he was getting all this. I wasn't sure if I was putting on this show for Steve's enjoyment or Delroy.

"We will take it easy at first." Delroy said as he was helping me get onto the table. "If you need me to get a little deeper or if you feel any pain or anything you are not comfortable at all please let me know. We want this to be a pleasurable experience."

Oh my God was this guy for real or was he just fucking with me. I didn't know how much more of this I could take.

Delroy applied oil to my back and started to work his magic. He started with my shoulders and neck then slid his hands up and down my back working my sides and arms along the way. He did this for about ten minutes. Then his hands started slowly massaged my legs not missing a spot. His giant hands started kneading my ass getting deep into the muscle. It felt so good causing me to let out a moan.

I look over to Steve who was sitting there with a semi erect penis. He was obviously getting aroused by the sight of his wife being touch by this large black man. I didn't care I was finally achieving the relaxation and state of mind I was hoping for. 

Delroy then helped roll me over and continued using his enchanted hands bringing me to a divine bliss. Just as he did on my back he started with my shoulders then working my neck. I was starting to sense a new smell like that of a fresh spring rain. I don't know if he changed the oils he was using on me or if was coming in from the sea breeze. With my eyes closed I continue to focus on Delroy's touch as he was now working my stomach area.

I was being dragged out of my personal state of utopia when I felt his large hands starting to move under the crease of my breast. I took in a deep breath and let out a sigh. The fresh smell of rain was stronger now along with a hint of cedar. As he began to gently massage my breast I opened my eyes and seen the source of the woodsy smell.

The same bulge that my husband locked eyes with was now inches in front of my face. I to was being hypnotized by the magnificent size of it. I breathed in its fresh manly scent trying to hold it in as long as I could. When I finally had to exhale I let out a deep moan. I continued to study the outline of the enormous specimen before me. Then it suddenly twitched like it had a mind of its own. It was as if it was taunting me to reach out and free it from the thin fabric that was holding it prisoner.

I turned toward Steve whose state of arousal was obvious. He was trying to hide any evidence of his excitement by covering his full erection with his book. I returned my attention back to the object of my desire only to be disappointed seeing that it was no longer there. Delroy had moved down toward my feet working his way masterfully up my legs.

As he started on my thighs I instinctively parted my legs hoping his touch would travel to the part of my body that needed his attention the most. It was as if he had supernatural powers and could read my thoughts. His hands gently slid to my inner thighs making my heart beat a little faster. My soft moans were becoming more audible as the side of his hand brushed against my wanting area. I soon caught myself slightly raising my hips searching for another encounter with the side of his hand.

My desires were soon crushed when Delroy's touch faded away and I heard. "I hope the massage was relaxing for you." in a thick Jamaican accent.

My body was relaxed as if it was floating on air but my mind was in a complete disarray.

Delroy took my hand to help me off the table. As I stood my relaxed legs gave out causing me to fall towards him. Effortlessly he grabbed me holding me tightly as my aroused breast pressed into his chiseled abs. As I was regaining my balance I felt his groin throb against my stomach making one last appeal for me to free it from its captor. After my muscles recouped from their slumber Delroy helped me to my beach chair.

As he was gathering his things he said. "You know I am the personal trainer on the resort if you would like I could give you a private workout. Or maybe just a good stretch."

"That would be nice." I replied unable to tell if he was being sincere or flirting with me.

Thinking how nice it would be to have his big cock stretching me out.

Left to ourselves Steve and I sat back to soak in the remaining rays of light before darkness over took the sky. As I was drinking our last beer without a care in the world Noah approached us wanting to know if we needed anything. I was about to order some more beers when Steve pointed out that we haven't eaten anything all day. Agreeing with him we decided to pass on the drinks. Instead we would go get something to eat then watch the sunset.

On our way back to our place we picked up a scent of wonderful aromas of herbs and spices. We intuitively followed the smell like a hound dog hot on the trail of a fresh bone. The bouquet of fragrances led us to a little shack that had burgers, pizza and local street food. Unsure what to get we went with the old rule when in Rome do as the Romans. Not wanting to be to daring our first day here we opted for the jerk chicken with rice and peas. And some rum punches to wash our meal down with.

On our balcony we enjoyed our meal as we talked about our busy day of travel, sun and drinking. Then the discussion turned to the day's events that were causing my inner conflict of right and wrong.

It was as if there was an angel on my shoulder reminding me that it was wrong. Telling me I was a married woman and that I loved Steve. While on my other shoulder a devil is encouraging me to give in to the desires of my body. Reminding me that I have needs and pointing out how Steve would love for this to happen.

"Did you enjoy your massage today?" Steve curiously asked.

"It was relaxing." I answered in a half-truth. "It looked like it had the opposite effect on you." I said referring to is obvious state of arousal earlier.

"I have to admit it was very erotic watching the two of you." Steve said. "The way your body was responding I thought that massage was going to finish with a happy ending."

My body started to feel warm. I don't know if it was from being in the sun all day or the spices from the jerk chicken. Most likely it was from my inner devil fanning the flame of my desires that were being brought back to the forefront of my mind.

I decided a cold shower would be the cure for whatever was causing it. As I removed my top I felt my breast thinking back to when Delroy's hands were covering them. Focusing back to the task at hand I started the shower removed my bikini bottoms then turn to grab a towel.

As I turned I was startled by Steve who was now behind me naked and fully erect. He stepped towards me pressing his lips to mine. As he grabbed my ass and pulled me into him I felt his hardness poking into my thigh. I could feel the small damp spot of pre-cum forming on the tip of his hardened appendage. The talk of the events of the day had clearly got both of us excited.

Steve led me to the bed and laid next to me. He started to lick my firm nipples while massaging my moist clit. His finger was soon replaced by the tip of his member sliding over my damp opening. My hips began to react to the attention my enlarged clitoris was receiving. Hoping he wouldn't stop so I could achieve the release that has built up in me all day.

Steve started talking just as he did in our previous sex session. This time my responses were more than merely moans I found my self more vocal to his desires.

"Tell me what you want." Steve said looking into my eyes.

"I want you." I replied.

Entering me with just the tip of his shaft he insisted. "No tell me what you really want. Tell me what has you so horny."

Not sure if I should share the desires that have gone through my head all day. Not knowing if he could handle the words actually coming from my mouth.

Steve realizing my dilemma. "You can tell me baby. Just tell me what you want. Tell me what it is you need." He said with a crackle of excitement in his voice.

Thinking to myself if I play his game and he doesn't like what I say I can blame it on having had to much to drink and I was just saying what I thought he wanted to hear.

"I...I want a big dick in me." I said hesitantly feeling somewhat strange saying my thoughts out loud.

As soon as the words came out of my mouth he drove his dick into my wanting pussy.

"Oh yeah you slut you would look so hot with a big black dick in you." He said as he rapidly pounded me.

Strangely him calling me a slut excited me. I don't know why but it just turned me on along with the dirty talk. It gave me a feeling of being naughty. I continued verbalizing my erotic wanting becoming more detailed with every thrust. I was finding it easier to share the cravings that swirled in my head. It was stimulating knowing the control my words were having over him as I could feel his excitement about to explode.

"I want a real cock to fill me up. One that can give me what your little dick can't." I said in frustration as I sensed he was close to cumming.

I was shocked by the words that came out of my mouth. I thought I crossed the line with my honesty. Surly he would be emasculated by my verbal assault.

My fears were answered when he instantly pulled out of me and said."Baby you know I would love to see you cumming on a big dick." As his load erupted on my stomach.

Steve now lying next to me gave me a kiss me telling me how wonderful our sex was and reassuring me by telling me he how much he loved me.

I laid there confused staring at the ceiling questioning our love. How could he really love me if he wants to share me with another man? And what about my love for him. How could I have all these lustful thoughts clouding my head if I truly loved him? Maybe this is just a fantasy for him like some role-playing game. Or maybe he had a deep down longing that this would become a reality.

I had to talk to him to seek the answers to the inquisition I was putting myself through. As I turned to ask my first question I noticed he had already slipped into a slumber. Maybe it was for the better this type of discussion should be held during a more sober moment. I would bring it up tomorrow before the drinks started to flow.

I got out of bed and stepped into the still running shower. The cool water felt refreshing as the pulsing water massaged my skin. I thought about removing the shower head and using it to give myself a orgasm that I was once again cheated out of. Instead I opted to get out so I could catch the sunset and hopefully clear my head.

After I dried off I slipped on a sundress and went to put my hair up. As I was looking in the mirror I noticed how sexy I looked. Maybe it was the glow I was getting from the sunlight returning to my skin or how the dress clung to my body. 

The thin straps draped of my shoulders down to support the fabric that was covering my full breast. It didn't cover them completely. The material slopped down from each side meeting in the middle of my chest leaving an ample amount of cleavage exposed. As my eyes lowered I noticed how it rolled over the curve of my hips and ended just below my round ass.

Pulling myself away from my vain examination I decided that I should get going before I missed what I really wanted to see. I joined what was left of the two rum punches on the table and headed for the door.

Once on the beach I seen a large log just to the left of our place. I wasn't sure if the large crooked branch was placed there or if it had been pushed ashore by the currents of the sea. With its low points slowly being buried by the sand. It look like an inviting spot to sit and watch the wonder of nature that was about to happen.

As I walk towards my front row seat I had to hold the fabric of my dress down to prevent the evening breeze from displaying my bare ass. Once I arrived ensuring nothing was exposed I took a seat on the weathered log. I watch as the sun was being pulled into the vast blue waters that lay before me.

Listening to waves and the distant sound of unseen seagulls my mind was still trying to reason with the questions that turned in my head. I was coming up with various results of how this was all going to play out. Trying to clear my head I focused more on the tropical postcard that surrounded me.

As I listened more closely I realized the sound I was hearing was not distant gulls at all. Between the sound of the water washing ashore I made out the distinctive sounds of a woman's moans and squeals from being pleasured. The explicit sounds of a woman reaching the height of fulfillment were coming from our neighbors Dave and Terri's suite.

I found it hard to concentrate on anything other than Terri's moans of encouragement for her lover to climax. I soon noticed I was blocking out the waves and focused more on the sounds flowing from the balcony behind me. Wondering if I could pleasure myself to the erotic sounds of Dave's work without anyone seeing me. I slowly started to slide my hand up my thigh. I was starting to make out various words Terri was throwing out passionately. Fuck...Me...Yes...Cum...Big...Cock. Fighting hard against the sound of the soft current breaking against the shore I tried to make out the sentence to no avail.




Caribbean Desires Ch. 01



My hand started to move under the hem of my dress when I heard. "Miss Mary a pleasure seeing you out this evening."

Instantly recognizing that it was Marcus I began retreating my wandering hand back towards my knee as I said. "Hello Marcus I thought I would enjoy this gorgeous sunset."

"Is Mr. Steve joining you?" Marcus curiously asked standing behind me.

I replied. "No I am afraid all the traveling and sun has gotten the best of him so he has turned in for the night."

"That is to bad." He said. 'Do you mind if I join you and take in this lovely vision before me?"

Not minding at all we silently watched as the sun disappeared into the horizon looking as if the hungry sea was rapidly swallowing the giant glowing orb. It was as if the once blue sky was doused with gasoline then set afire. The sky's color was now filled with a magnificent orange and red mixture with an occasion thin gray clouds that looked like smoke.

"Is it always this beautiful?" I asked fighting myself not to look back at him. Afraid that if I gazed upon him I would not be able to restrain my needs from the power his hypnotic charm would have on me.

"Yes." He said. "Some evenings more so than others. I find that taking in the loveliness that is closest to you only enhances the allure of the distant sunset. And I must admit that this is truly the most beautiful sunsets I have ever seen."

I then felt his hand softly touch my shoulder. I gulped down the last of my drink hoping to calm the butterflies that were now fluttering in my stomach. I started to turn not caring if I would give in to the temptations that were tormenting me.

As I started to turn my head I heard a noise coming from behind us. Marcus must have noticed the commotion as well. We both instinctively looked back to see what it was. To my surprise we saw a topless Dave and Terri on their balcony. Terri's breast were dangling over the edge as she was bent over blowing kisses at a dark-skinned man standing by her door.

When the man turned to walk away I was shocked to see that Terri's assumed lover was Noah our bartender from the beach. As he continued on his way Terri then focused her eyes in our direction. She waved and gave me a knowingly smile before returning back to the room where she recently receive so much pleasure.

"Looks like someone got some room service." I said trying to lighten the mood.

Marcus quickly replied. "Ah yes. A lot of the guest that come here are couples that are in the cuckold lifestyle."

"Cuckold what is that?" I asked looking back toward the sky.

"I am sorry." Marcus said removing his hand from my shoulder. "Delroy told me about your massage and how your husband was evidently excited. I just thought you were part of the lifestyle."

Darkness was now taking over the bright colors of the sky. It was as if full moon was commanding the last attack by the stars and the dead of night to conquer the last remaining sliver of light.

Still focusing on the battle that was ensuring in the sky I asked. "So what is this lifestyle we were suppose to be in?"

Marcus kneeled behind me so he could talk into my ear and said. "The cuckold lifestyle is one where the wife takes lovers other than her husband"

"You mean cheating." I said.

"No not cheating her infidelities are supported by her husband and encouraged. He enjoys hearing about it if he is not there. But most of the time he enjoys watching his hot wife being pleasured by other men." Marcus clarified.

"That would be Steve." I instantly said not knowing why I was sharing this with him.

"There are different boundaries that each couple set." Marcus continued. "Some husbands just watch while others take part in pleasing the wife or even the other man. Some like to be humiliated every couple sets their own limits. One thing I always seem to notice is the control the wives have over their husbands and the wife's pleasure is a priority."

"It sounds very exciting." I said as the thought of it all was taking control of me.

I slowly started to lean back hoping that Marcus would be there to catch me. I felt one of his hand touch my shoulder while the other grabbed my waist. Instead of sitting me back up he gently brought me to his chest.

As he kissed my neck he said. "If you want me to stop just say so."

The only thing that came out of my lips was a lustful sigh. The majestic full moon was now shinning brightly aglow after a victorious battle. The stars flickered enjoying the night sky before the daylight regrouped to take back what was once theirs.

I closed my eyes losing all restraint as Marcus seduced me. Who would have thought only a few days ago that I would be sitting on a beach in Jamaica with my eyes closed listening to palms rustling in the night breeze getting goosebumps. Not because it was cold. Heavens no it was far from that it was down right hot. I was shivering from the soft touch coming from Marcus's dark hand caressing my milky skin.

I opened my eyes seeing the full moon and sky full of stars feeling the light touch of Marcus's lips kissing the back of my neck. Was it the tropical paradise that seduced me or maybe the rum punch that let my guard down or was it that deep down I wanted this to happen more like I needed it happen?

I was getting swept away by Marcus's passionate touch as his strong black hand gently moved over my shoulder, down my arm, then ever so lightly over my thigh. While his other arm was wrapped around my stomach pulling me in tight so my back was pressed against his hard muscular chest.

I looked back at the moon hoping it would have an answer to the questions I kept asking myself. 'How did I get to this point, what chain of events led me here? Should I stop this or give in to the desires that are pushing me to the point of no turning back?'

Receiving no answer I turn my head as I hungered for the taste of Marcus's lips. He gently pressed his mouth to mine only intensifying my craving. His hands were exploring more of my body. One hand light squeezed my breast. My hard nipple poking into his palm. His other hand was slowly traveling further up my thigh. As it was about to brush against my dampening area I put my hand on top of his to detour its route back south.

As I pulled away from his tender kisses I said. "No not like this." Somewhat mad at myself for stopping I explained. "I can't do this to Steve. I am sure he wants this just as much as I do but I have to be certain."

"Okay that is fair enough." Marcus said understandably.

We then got up and headed back to my place. At the door I gave him a deep kiss and assured him if Steve was alright with this he would be the first to know. He returned my kiss and thanked me for the wonderful evening as he turned and walked away.

I didn't know how or when I was going to talk to my husband about this. My mind was in such a frenzy I could hardly think straight. What I did know was that the thought of pursuing this lifestyle had been planted deep in my brain like a seed. The only question was would it grow and blossom or would it be choked out by the weed of my moral character?



Caribbean Desires Ch. 02



This book is a work of fiction. Names, places, and incidents are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.



Ch. 2 A Sexual Awakening

 I was hot and breathing in deep breaths lying in the lush green Jamaican rain forest. I wasn't hot because of the warm humid air or out of breath from our hike to our secluded paradise in the tropical jungle. It was from the caramel skinned man whose head was between my pale white thighs slowly working his tongue over my moist area.

 The sound of the heavy rain on top of the thick jungle canopy echoed throughout the forest adding to the exotic romance of it all. My heated skin was cooled by a light sprinkle of rain drops that fought there way through the dense vegetation above. 

 Marcus continued to attack my clit causing my hips to rise. My hands reached to the top of his dread-locked covered head holding him captive to the task he was doing so well. I began to slowly squeeze my legs together ensuring there was no chance of him escaping before the job was done.

 My breath began to quicken as my heart raced. I began to moan loudly not caring if anyone could hear my pleasure. I focused on the sensation between my legs. It was as if all the nerve endings in my body were connected to Marcus's tongue 

 Marcus was about to give me the release my body has been longing for some time now. Something my husband has been denying me. I don't know if my husband Steve was just being a selfish lover or an inadequate one. None of that mattered now as I felt the light tingle building in me. It was just hanging there tormenting me with anticipation. Then as if it knew I couldn't handle it any longer a surge of electrical pulses rushed through me. Causing me to put an even tighter grip on my lovers head. As the pulses continued I raised Marcus's head so I could get relief from his probing tongue.

 Seeing the pleasure he had just given me Marcus began to slowly work his way up my body with a trail of soft kisses. He stopped at my full breast taking in my hard sensitive nipple swirling his tongue over it. Seeing his dark skin on my white breast only intensified what was left of my lingering orgasm.

 He broke away from the spell my bosoms were having on him by tenderly raking his teeth over my excited nipple. Picking up where he left off he continued his trail of kisses upward until his dark muscular body was casting a shadow over me shielding me from the light droplets of rain.

 Looking into his lust filled eyes I wrapped my arms around his neck and brought my lips to his. As our mouths met I could taste the sweet remnants of my orgasm on his upper lip. I felt his hard throbbing cock brush against my wanting area as he hovered over me. I began preparing myself for what was to come next.

 As my breathing deepened with excitement I closed my eyes and took in the smells around me. The scent from the fresh rain and the fragrance of the ripe fruits from the trees around us. And a strange faint aroma of coffee. 

 When I took hold of his hard big black cock to guide it to my opening I noticed my hand wasn't even close to wrapping around it's pulsing girth. My stomach was fluttering from the anticipation and nervousness of taking a man the size of Marcus. He was significantly larger than what my husband has to offer. 

 I was eager to feel the sensations my new lover was going to give me as Marcus began to lower his body. I was hoping I would bring him pleasure and as a reward I would receive his seed deep in my womb. Not accustom to accommodating such manliness I took a deep breath as he began to push past the tight barriers of my entrance. 

 Opening my eyes I look confusingly at what I saw above me. What was once a scene of beauty was no longer there. My eye weren't focusing on the smooth caramel skin of Marcus's face being outlined by the vibrant greens of the jungle. Instead I was starring at a white ceiling through the sheer fabric of the canopy draped over our bed.

 As I looked over and seen my husband on the balcony with his hair still damp from his morning shower. I was angered by the sight of him sitting there eating a fruit plate and drinking his morning coffee. I wanted to go back to my dream where I was before. I wanted to be with Marcus.

 As I laid in bed I could feel the stirring of hunger inside me. No food could satisfy this hunger this was a hunger for lust. I was unsure if it was my dream or if I was still worked up from watching yesterdays sunset alone on the beach. That was until Marcus joined me to take in the magnificent sight of the lowering sun. Maybe it was the rum or his irresistible charm that had bewitched me into letting my guard down around him I'm not really sure.

 As we sat watching the night push back any remaining rays of light we noticed a naked couple on the balcony just behind us. The couple was Dave and Terri who I had met earlier that day on the beach. Terri was leaning over the balcony blowing goodbye kisses to her assumed lover who had just left their suite. Earlier I heard Terri's moans of pleasure echoing out from their bedroom floating past me to be lost to the sea. Marcus then informed me that a lot of couples who are in the cuckold lifestyle frequent the resort. 

 Never hearing the word cuckold he went on to explain that it was a relationship where the wife takes on different lovers with the husbands encouragement. As Marcus shared with me more about this cuckold lifestyle the more exciting it sounded. Not sure if it was because it sounded naughty or because it would be a way to get the fulfillment my husband has been incapable of giving me. Either way learning about this was not helping me with the primal urges fighting inside me. And then he touched me.

 When I felt his hands softly touch my shoulders and slowly work their way down toward my thigh I lost any self-control I had left. I pressed my lips to his trying to satisfy the hunger of lust building in me. I wanted him right there on the beach not caring who seen our passionate embrace. My inner voice soon stopped me before I passed the point of no return. Knowing Steve's long time fantasy of me taking a black lover I still had to stop until I knew for sure Steve wanted it to be come a reality. 

 "Good morning babe." Steve said as he noticed I was now awake.

 He walked to me and gave me a soft peck on the lips. As he started to pull away I grabbed a hold of him and laid him down on the bed beside me. Steve instantly realized my intentions when I started rubbing his bare chest and kissing him deeply. 

 "Are you still worked up from that great sex last night?" He asked excitedly.

 "Mmmm." I replied while pressing my lips to his to keep him from talking.

 The so called great sex he was talking about was a short lived romp where I let some of my inhibitions go feeding Steve's fantasy of seeing me with another man, a well endowed man. To be precise a well endowed black man. Sometimes during our love making he can be very vocal about his desires. Usually I am unresponsive to his urges but last night I gave in telling him how much I wanted it and needed a real man to please me. 

 All that talk got him so excited he quickly peaked leaving me unfulfilled and wanting more. What might have been great sex for him was not so great for me. After our short incomplete love session he fell asleep and that is when I went out to the beach to gather my thoughts and watch the sunset. The very beach where my fidelity was tested.

 I must admit the thoughts that were going through my mind that night as I was verbally feeding Steve's desires were exciting. Not to mention the way it had control over him it gave me a slight feeling of power and I liked it. I figured I would see what his reaction would be this morning before the alcohol impeded his judgment and see if I could take it a little farther.

 As we continued our heavy petting while lying on our sides I knew Steve was ready to fuck me when he shifted his weight and slowly started to roll me on my back. I immediately pushed back catching him off guard countering his advance and rolled on top of him.

 "Oh yeah girl you want to go for a ride." Steve said in a devilish way.

 "Shut up." I barked back at him. "I don't want to hear a word from you." I said as my hand easily wrapped around his shaft as I positioned it towards my wet opening.

 As I slowly took him in me he said. "Oh God baby your." Was all he got out as I instantly covered his mouth. 

 Never taking control like this before I wasn't sure if this was a turn on for him or if I was even doing it right. But I decided to keep going with it as long as he didn't argue about it to much. Trying to keep from cracking a smile or letting out a slight giggle caused by my nervousness I continued. 

 "I said be quite." I demanded in a stern voice as I fought to keep my composure.

 Steve's eyes widened just a bit letting me know he understood. Then he nodded his head to make sure there was no mistake. I removed my hand from his now still lips then released his grip from my hips and placed his arms at his side. 

 "Good." I said beginning a rocking motion with my hips. "Don't move and don't say a word." I commanded as I continued trying to keep my sensitive area in contact with his pelvis knowing this was the only way I was going to cum.

 I tried to keep my movement slow and steady to ensure Steve would not climax to soon. I found my mind flashing back to last night on the beach and my dream that was still fresh in my head. Like a movie racing in my mind that was taking me to another place a place I wanted to be.

 Focusing on the visions dancing in my head my movements subconsciously changed from a soft steady grind to a feverish ride. Steve was unable to hold out any longer from my rapid movements. He grabbed my hips pushing as deep as he could bringing me back to my unfulfilled reality.

 Not allowing myself to be cheated once again from the pleasures I so badly craved I grabbed his hands and held them over his head. I raised my self off his shrinking spent dick and began walking on my knees up his body. Steve was giving me a confused look as I placed my knees on his arms. With nowhere for him to go he knew what was expected of him as I lowered my wet cum filled pussy to his face.

 He was reluctant at first as I softly rubbed my moist slit on his lips. Slowly he became more interactive as I felt his tongue darting around my clit trying to avoid my opening that was tainted with his seed. He was having a hard time keeping his tongue in its safe place as my grind became more pronounced. I adjusted my position so his tongue would have to travel to the very area he was trying to avoid.

 I don't know if he excepted his fate or if curiosity just got the best of him but I soon felt his tongue traveling along my outer lips. Reaching down I parted my lips to give him easier access to my freshly fucked pussy. What started as light jabs turned into a severe tongue lashing as he tried to get as much of his sticky deposit as he could. 

 After I felt he got his fill I returned his attention to my clitoris. Steve's tongue started to circle around my sensitive nub. Finally I was getting to the point that had been eluding me for a while now. I was quickly starting to feel the pressure build in my body. My chest was feeling warm and prickly. I squeezed my breast together rolling a hard nipple between my fingers. As his tongue continued it's assault on my nether region my breathing quickened and I started to feel light headed. Then suddenly it was as if the dam broke and the pressure rapidly gushed throughout me leaving me shaking with pleasurable contractions.

 We laid quietly next to each other for a while enjoying each others closeness and reflecting on what just took place. The silence was deafening I wasn't sure if my aggressive behavior was over the top or to his liking. As much as I enjoyed it maybe it was to much to fast for Steve to accept. The stillness was driving me crazy I had to find out what was going through Steve's mind.

 "Hun you OK?" I asked nervously.

 "Oh yeah I'm good. But" He replied pausing. "I was just wondering what happened to my wife? That wasn't the woman that I left Indiana with."

 Letting out a giggle I answered. "No it wasn't. I didn't think I had I had it in me." Pressing the issue I sat up and asked. "Did you like it?"

 Looking me in the eye he said. "I hope you do not think any less of me but honestly I did and can see letting you take control more often."

 Happy to hear him say that I bent over and gave him a deep kiss then a smack on the ass and said. "Now get the fuck up so we can go out and do something." In a joking tone.

 We decided to get cleaned up and enjoy the pool for the rest of the morning. As we were in the shower I decided I would ask Steve the other question I had to know the answer to.

 "Hey you know when we are having sex and you start talking about me being with other men." I said trying to figure out how to word the question.

 "Yes" He answered sensing my hesitation.

 Continuing I said. "Well is that something you really want to happen or is that just a heat of the moment fantasy?"

 " Baby I think it would be hot seeing you get pleasured by another man." He answered immediately. "Why is that something that you are interested in?" He asked.

 I must admit my interest had been piqued. But I was unsure if it was something I could really do. To avoid his question I asked a question of my own. "Aren't you worried if you could really handle seeing that and how it might effect our marriage?"

 "Mary I love you and always will. Seeing you happy makes me happy so no I am not worried one bit." He confidently said as we got out of the shower.

 As we walked toward the pool I was already looking forward to the cool crystal water as relief from the morning sun. Our nostrils were being bombarded by the sweet scents coming from the flowers. We watched as the butterflies and humming birds did an intricate dance searching for the sweet nectar we were smelling.

 We stopped at the gate of a pool that was surround by well manicured shrubs that denied anyone on the outside a view to what lies within. Marcus informed us yesterday as he gave us a tour of the resort that the mysterious pool was just like the other pool we seen with the exception this one was more risque and basically anything goes.

 Steve look at me and asked. "What do you think?"

 "Why not we went to the nude part of the beach yesterday how much different can it be." I said as I shrugged my shoulders.

 As we walked in it was pretty much as I expected. As I looked to the right I noticed there were a few people of various shapes and sizes laid out soaking in the morning rays. Looking across the water at the in pool bar I saw two men with a woman in between them getting an early start with the festivities. Maybe they were trying to drink away a hangover or kick starting tomorrows head splitting effects. And to our left I seen our neighbors Dave and Terri.

 Terri was a beautiful young woman with a tight body that looked like she lived at the gym. As she laid there naked I noticed how perky her breast were. Still firm not yet burdened with the effects that come with age. Dave was not much different a young good looking man with a defined muscular chest and a faint trace of a six pack. But my eyes seemed to be focused on his ample package that hung between his legs.

 Terri must have felt my gaze invading their space as I soon realized we were looking at each other. She smiled and waved us over once she recognized it was my staring effects that triggered something in her. I was unsure if we should accept the invitation afraid that she might say something about seeing Marcus with me on the beach last night. 

 To avoid any awkward conversation I turned toward Steve to tell him I just wanted us two to have some time alone. But as I was about to speak Steve returned her smile and started heading in their direction. I am not sure if he was just being friendly or drawn in by her seductive beauty. Either way I fallowed my husband in hopes Terri would be discrete about last nights encounter.

 Once we arrived Terri asked us to join them. I was relieved when I heard Steve speak telling me he was going to the reception desk to check on some excursions. This would give me time to ask Terri and Dave not to bring up my unplanned rendezvous with Marcus. As soon as Steve was out of sight I started to speak but was quickly cut off.

 "So how was your night with tall dark and handsome?" She asked referring to Marcus.

 "About that well I would appreciate it if you wouldn't mention that around my husband he doesn't know anything." I said with a pleading look.

 Terri's mouth hung open in shock. "You little slut." She said jokingly as she tapped me on the shoulder. "Don't worry girl your secret is safe with us."

 Relieved I replied. "Thanks I don't know what got into me that night." 

 "Well if you don't know what got into you then he wasn't doing it right." She said laughing at her own joke lightening the mood.

 Looking at the pool I was being hypnotized by the sunlight reflecting off the tiny waves. It looked like diamonds shimmering as if they were tempting me to jump in and gather them up. As I stood to head toward the pool I was feeling somewhat over dressed. I removed my bikini top but still not comfortable with being fully naked in front of strangers I kept my bottoms on.

 "Do you mind if I join you?" Terri asked as I started for the pool.

 "Not at all." I answered thinking we would be able to talk more freely without her husband around.

 As we entered the water the ripples caused by our disturbance slowly pushed the diamonds that once taunted me out of my reach. The real jewel was the cool refreshing water on my warm skin. I walked on my tiptoes trying to avoid the chilling sensation from the water touching my sensitive nipples for the first time. Terri and I looked like a pair of synchronized swimmers doing our dance trying to prolong the inevitable.

 As our bodies adjusted to the initial shock I turned to Terri and asked. "So what's the story with you and Dave?"

 "What do you mean?" She said.

 "Well I could hear your encounter with Noah last night. I was just wondering what that is about?" Hoping I was not coming off to nosy in my line of questioning.

 "Ha." She let out loudly. "This is coming from the lady who had her own encounter with a Jamaican stud last night. Behind her husbands back I might add." She said in fun.

 My face was turning red from embarrassment. I didn't know what to say thinking maybe I crossed the line by asking her such things.

 Sensing my unease she went on to tell me. "OK I will let you in on our little secret. Dave and I are swingers. We have a very active sex life. Sometimes we include another man and other times we have a single woman join us. And when we feel really freaky we enjoy other couples and group sex." 

 I was shocked at what I was hearing I was also feeling cheated. How could this young couple be having such an adventitious lifestyle sharing all these different experiences while Steve and I were stuck in our mundane vanilla love life. It was hard for me to take in and gasp a hold of. I was still battling with Steve's fantasies and my own inner desires. While this much younger woman took control of her sexuality and ran with it.

 Wanting to hear more I asked her. "What's it like? Do you guys get jealous at all?"

 "It's amazing but it is not just the sex it's the experience as a whole that makes it exciting for us. The flirting and the building sexual tension can be more intense than the sex itself. Don't get me wrong the sex can be great but I really get a thrill from the flirting it's like an electrical charge filling the air all around you. And knowing that someone is totally into you is a huge ego booster. As for the jealousy we don't have a problem with that we both enjoy seeing each other being pleasured. Every couple is different you just have to be honest with each other and set your limits." Terri explained as if it was no big deal.




Caribbean Desires Ch. 02



"I know Steve would like to see me with another man but I am not sure if I could do it somehow it seems like cheating." I confessed.

 She quickly pointed out. "It's not cheating if he knows about it."

 "Your right I don't know maybe it is from living in my small town where that type of activity could get you shunned. I am not saying I haven't thought about it I just don't know if it is right for us."

 "Well your not in Kansas any more Mary. Your in sunny Jamaica what better place to find out." She said making a valid point.

 I could have sat here for hours talking to Terri about the ins and outs of their lifestyle. But then I noticed Steve returning from the front desk. I waived to get his attention anxious to hear what he found out.

 "So what did they have to offer?" I asked him.

 "The bad news is the trip to Dunn's river falls just left." He said in a disappointed tone knowing that was something I really want to do. "The good news is that I ran across Marcus and we got to talking."

 My stomach sank when I heard that, My mind instantly started wondering what Marcus and Steve talked about. "So what did he have to say." I asked trying to maintain my composure.

 Steve excitedly replied. "I was telling him how we just missed the trip and we got to talking about other things to do when he offered to give us a private tour of the falls. He also said his uncle had a boat and that he could arrange to take us out to do some hand line fishing like the locals do. He said he would meet us up front in about an hour once I told him we were definitely interested. So we should get going."

 As I got out of the pool to gather out things I wondered if God was testing me. Or was it just fate being persistent having me spend the day with my husband and the man I nearly broke my wedding vows with less than twelve hours ago. Excitement started to flow throughout me with just the thought of being near him again. But I was unsure how I would react with my husband there. As we started to leave I looked back and waved bye to Terri.

 Terri yelled back. "Good luck I hope you catch a big one." As she winked at me. 

 As we waited for Marcus my stomach was turning with anticipation. I was a nervous wreck like a school girl waiting for her beau to pick her up for the senior prom. I wanted to see him but on the other hand I was afraid Steve would notice the effect Marcus was having on me.

 When he did show up I was taken in by his charm and the confidence he exuded. My mind drifted back to our short encounter last night and the way he had me melting with his touch. I was snapped back to reality when he said my name.

 "Miss Mary so nice to see you again. I hope you had an enjoyable evening last night." He said looking at me as if he could read my thoughts.

 As we started walking I said. "We did thank you." What I really meant to say was I did. But said we hopping Steve wouldn't catch on to our flirtatious innuendos. "And I am anxious to see what new adventure today will bring." I said with a cunning smile.

 "I can assure you it could be a most pleasurable one. That depends on how adventurous you are wanting to be." He said as he held the rear car door open for me.

 On our way to the falls we drove through the countryside on a winding road working it's way around the green hillside. One side of twisting path was a wall of vegetation while the other was a steep drop over looking the valleys below. We would occasional pass a house which would be the equivalent to a run down cabin back home. 

 Marcus was sharing some history with us and telling us what it was like growing up on the island. Every so often I would catch him gazing at me through the rear view mirror. Our eyes would lock upon each others he would look away only to save us from our impending doom to navigate a curve ahead.

 As we arrived to Dunn's river falls there were buses and cars parked everywhere from the people who came to take in one of natures beautiful spectacles. Marcus informed us that a cruise ship must be in and that was why there was a long line of spectators waiting to get in. We fallowed him walking by the patient tourists. Once up front he talked to the man at the entrance in a thick native dialect. The man laughed then waved us through.

 After a short walk we soon seen what we came for. We stood atop the waterfall watching as the water made its way down the stairway like hillside. People were lined up holding hands making a human chain to avoid falling as they navigated their way up the watery steps. Below there was a pool where the water gathered after its rapid journey downward. The fresh water then formed a stream that rolled past a white sandy beach then flowed out to sea.

 "It's such a beautiful place it is a shame so many people come to see it. It somehow detracts from its beauty." I said watching the rushing water.

 "If you like I can take you some place near hear that is more secluded and is another local treasure surrounded by private property so there will be no tourist stealing from its charm." Marcus offered.

 Steve and I both agreed and were soon on the road again. After a short drive we pulled in a dirt driveway next to a small tin roofed house. Marcus stopped then got out of the car to talk to the old man sitting on the porch. The old mans face looked as if it was weathered from the sun and a lifetime of hard work. There was a lot of pointing and laughing going on in their conversation then Marcus patted the older gentleman on the shoulder and headed back to the car.

 "That was Albert he is like a grandfather to me. I just wanted to let him know that we were heading out back. The old timer said it was fine as long as we bring him back some fruit." Marcus chuckled as we continued our ride down the dirt path through the open field.

 We stopped the car when the driveway offered us nowhere else to go. We got out and gathered our things while Marcus retrieved his machete from the trunk. We were at the the point where the clear field met with the thick dark encroaching jungle. And what was once was a dirt drive big enough for a car turned into a narrow foot path leading into to dark unknown.

 As we set off through the dense jungle our arrival was greeted by the squawking of parrots crying out their warnings as we entered their domain. Soon we came to a stream who's cool water was calling out to us as a relief from the thick humid tropical air. Ignoring the temptation we continued along the path that ran next to the stream not seeing much in terms of wildlife or any evidence that anyone has ventured back here in some time. There would be an occasional small gecko zigzagging through our legs trying to avoid being trampled by some uninvited intruder.

 Walking down the path my mind began to drift back to my dream as I watched Marcus wield his machete at rouge vines that were trying to return the faint trail back to the way nature intended. Earlier he had removed his shirt to prevent himself from over heating from the battle he was undertaking with the wild foliage. My excitement would grow as I watched the muscles on his sweat covered arms and back expand and contract with every blow he delivered.

 A new sound was now becoming more evident as we continued along our trek. It was the white noise coming from our destination. Soon the jungle loosened its tight grip it had on our trail and began to open up. The squawking alarms from the parrots gave way to the hypnotic sound of the twelve foot waterfall that now stood before us. As we stood taking in its beauty Marcus pointed drawing our eyes upward. 

 As we looked through the branches that hung above the cascading water in front of us we seen the source that was feeding the waterfall. It was another water fall only much taller. And the path to get to it was going to be more tricky. In order to get to where we wanted to go we would have to navigate up a slick muddy hill to get to the second level. 

 Steve started up first grabbing hold of vines and the roots of trees that spread out everywhere. Once he made it to the top I went trying to mimic his every move. Marcus scaled the hill off to my side watching me intently guiding my way. At one point my footing started to give way and he instinctively reached over and grabbed me. He had a hold of my arm with one hand and the other was on my ass.

 Once I regained my footing and restarted my climb he released my arm but kept his hold on my backside. It felt good and as much as I wished I could continue feeling his touch what I really wanted was to get off this damn hill. As I neared the top Steve reached down and offered his hand to pull me up while Marcus's hand pushed. When we were all standing safely on the second tier we could plainly see why Marcus brought us here. We gazed at the wonder of the one hundred foot rock wall that towered before us. There was a watery trail about twenty foot wide that was free falling from the stream above only to be reclaimed in a pool then continue along its journey.

 It was as if my senses were heightened trying to take in all the exotic beauty that surrounded me. The green foliage seemed more green and vibrant. I was noticing the smell of the fresh water as it crashed into rocks below releasing its mist in the air. My mind was working in overdrive processing everything around me etching it deep into my memory.

 "I will be back soon." Marcus said as we reached a grassy clearing at the waters edge. "I need to gather some things for Albert. Enjoy the cool water nobody will be back here to bother you."

 As soon as Marcus walked away Steve and I quickly undressed and jumped into the refreshing water supplied by the cool mountain stream above.

 "Do you remember when were dating and how we would sneak into old man Henry's pond at night and go skinny dipping?" I asked Steve thinking back to when our love was young and new.

 "How could I forget those were some great times." Steve said then giggled. "That was until old man Henry waited for us one night. And as soon as I got undressed he open up with a barrage of rock salt from his shot gun."

 "I remember that. Then after we ran you had to go back to grab my dress so you wouldn't have to take me home in my bra and panties." I said laughing.

 "I would have rather dealt with another volley from Mr. Henry than have to deal with your father seeing you come home half naked." He said thinking back as the water caressed our naked bodies.

 He then kissed me telling me how I am just as beautiful now as I was then. Those were good memories of our young love. It was more simple then we were totally devoted to one another. Lately it has been more complicated it seemed our desires have changed. Steve had strong desires to share me with another man and lately I have been finding myself contemplating his fantasy. I don't know if it was that we were both getting tired of the same old routine and were looking to spice it up or if it was something more than that. But one thing I did know was that our love for each other was strong and how ever this played out we would get though it together.

 "To bad Marcus isn't here to enjoy this." Steve said bringing me back to the present.

 "Why do you say that?" I asked curiously.

 "I don't know maybe I am crazy but I got a feeling that something is clicking between the two of you." He said questioningly.

 As I reached under water and grabbed his penis I said. "Maybe that is just wishful thinking on your part." Feeling him grow in my hand from just talking about it. 

 "There is no maybe about it." He admitted. "I think that would be great. It is just a vibe I am picking up between you both."



"Well just be careful what you wish for you never know you just might get it." I said in a teasing manner as I stroked his now erect manhood.

 Steve started to move in to kiss me when I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye. I turned to see that Marcus had returned with his harvest using his shirt as a basket to carry the fruit he picked for Albert. My eyes were transfixed on his sweat covered muscular chest. I was envious of the drops of perspiration as they rolled over his chiseled body disappearing around his waist. Wishing it was me slowly moving along his caramel skin.

 Figuring I would tease Steve a little by waving for Marcus to join us. He politely waved back but remained sitting on the shore. Not giving up on this opportunity Steve joined in on the waves of encouragement to lure Marcus into the pool of water to joining us. After seeing that my husband was on board with his company Marcus got up and walked towards the waters edge. 

 Seeing our clothes scattered along the shore left no doubt that the clear water was the only thing hiding our naked bodies. Marcus slipped out of his shoes then slowly began to remove his pants staring at me the whole time to see my reaction. I watched intently as the gradual lowering fabric revealed the thick base of his cock. 

 His pants continued the slow journey creeping downward inch by inch. After about six inches his flaccid manhood already surpassed the size of Steve's erect penis that I still had a hold of. I was mesmerized watching, wondering what Marcus would feel like in my hands. Doubting if one hand would fully encircle his massive girth. Marcus's eyes were still fixed on me as he continued his show. After two more agonizing inches his large bulbous head popped free from the cloth that was restraining it.

 I found myself biting my lower lip as I watched the large appendage under Marcus's washboard abs sway freely from side to side as he walked toward us. My mind was running in overdrive thinking of all the things I would like him to do to me. But I was still afraid that giving in would be detrimental to my marriage. I fought to regain my sobriety from the drunken effects of watching this hung stud disrobe seductively for my pleasure. 

 Once he reached us I forced all my lustful thoughts to the back of my mind. Thankful that I was sitting on a rock and the water was covering my breast. For the fact that my aroused nipples would have been a sure giveaway to the effect he had on me.

 "So what do you think of it?" He ask in a sly way as he stood in front of me with the water barely up to his waist.

 Unsure if he was talking about the waterfall or his dick. My nasty thoughts rushed back to the front of my mind. Unable to control myself I said. "It is magnificent I have never been so close to one as big as this one before."

 Steve watched quietly as our flirtatious innuendos continued.

 "Well if this is your first time around one this big I must warn you that you must be careful. I don't want to see you get hurt." 

 "Oh don't worry I don't want that to happen. I plan on enjoying it as long as I can." I said with my best poker face.

 Terri was right the thrill of flirting with each other was exhilarating. The build up and uncertainty had me hanging on his every word. I wasn't sure how much longer I could hold out before I gave in and let him enrapture me.

As he extended his arm toward the waterfall to feel the falling water he said. "You should reach out and touch it and feel how powerful it is."

 I looked at Steve with a questioning look still unsure if he was really OK with this now that his fantasy was so close to becoming a reality. 

 Steve smiled and said. "I would like to see you interact with something that impressive." Getting involved in our playful banter.

 With that said I stood and exposed my white breast to my soon to be dark skinned lover. He brought his lips to mine causing me to moan with delight. My hand pressed against his hard chest feeling the ridges of his muscles. My mind was no longer filled with doubt no more worries about Steve it was just me and Marcus and our primal desires.

 Marcus reached down into the the water and scooped me up carrying me to the shore as he cradled me in his strong arms. Once on shore we continued our embrace with our lips welded together while our hands began to explore the newness of each others bodies. My hand slowly traveled south outlining the groves of his six pack abs then began resuming its journey stopping as soon as it came upon the treasure it was searching for.

 My fingers lightly traced over the thick shaft searching for its fat tip. I began to lower myself planting soft gentle teasing kisses along the way to get a closer view of what my hand had discovered. It was even more impressive once I was eye level with Marcus's manhood. I have never seen one so large before let alone touch one. It must have been a sight for Steve to see. Watching as I knelt before Marcus's superior cock as if I was worshiping it. 

 Inspecting my prize I could feel the weight of the magnificent package as I held it with both hands. As my fingers began to slide up and down the dark shaft a shimmer of light caught my eye. The glare was the sunlight reflecting off the gold band that my husband slipped on my finger the day I vowed to only be with him. The thought of that day only lasted a second none of that mattered now it seemed like a lifetime ago. Right now I was like a whore in heat about to be bred.

 I could feel faint pulses through the soft flesh as if it had a life of its own. My tongue began to slide along the underside of his cock. It soon began to twitch slowly coming to life. I wanted to feel him in me so bad but for now I want to feel him grow in my mouth. My wet lips kissed the tip as I debated how I was going to fit this beast in my mouth. I opened wide and took in as much as I could about four thick inches of chocolate goodness.

 As I vigorously worked on Marcus's growing cock I looked into my husbands eyes and watched as he was stroking his own hardness. This turned me on even more knowing my actions were exciting both men. My mouth was full causing saliva to drool down his shaft lubricating my hand as I continued stroking it. I began to feel the veins swell as they were feeding his dick causing him to harden. Unable to continue any longer I released the lip lock I had on his member to give my mouth a break. As I stood I looked at Marcus's once soft eight inch cock and was happy to see it had grown to an impressive full ten hard inches. The pronounced veins bulging on its surface made his engorged penis look even more masculine.

 Marcus placed his hands on my shoulder and started to kiss my neck. He started to lower himself to return the favor stopping at my swollen nipples. He took one in his mouth while gently squeezing my ample breast together. After he gave both breast equal attention he continued along his downward journey. His hands gently caressed down my sides then over my curvaceous hips until they rested on my round ass.

 I heard him take in a deep breath inhaling the scent of my dampened area. It must have been to his liking because I soon felt his tongue probing through my slit sliding over my sensitive button. I began to feel as if I was having a deja vu moment as I ran my hand trough his dread-locks. He continued pleasuring me with his head buried between my legs causing me to grind on his face feeling my climax building inside me.

 He took one of his fingers and inserted it in my wet box adding to the sensation running through me. Soon another large finger began to explore my moist tunnel causing me to raise my hips up and down trying to get as much in me as I could. The pair of fingers were equivalent to the feeling my husbands penis gives me when we make love. I could only imagine what new sensations Marcus's big black cock would give me.

 Marcus began to increase the speed of his flickering tongue making my orgasm come closer to the surface. My breathing increased my moans were more vocal. The lashing my clitoris was receiving was relentless. I could not hold out any longer I pressed his face hard against my pussy as it wildly began contracting holding him there until my orgasm subsided. 




Caribbean Desires Ch. 02



My legs began to feel weak so I lower myself down to Marcus's level. Kissing him deeply I tasted my juices on his lips. Realizing the source of my deja vu I wondered if I was dreaming like this morning or if this was really happening. I looked over to my husband while my hand began to stroke Marcus's throbbing cock feeling the pre-cum between my fingers as it oozed from the tip of his hard shaft.

 I pushed Marcus to his back as I began to straddle him. As I started to rub the thick black tool against my slit I turned away from my husband afraid he would regret sharing me with another man causing him to suddenly change his mind. I continued rubbing my opening preparing it for the massive organ that was about to enter me. I wanted to be on top so I would be able to control how much of Marcus's cock I took. The only person I have been with for the last twenty one years has been my husband and I was afraid of being impaled by this much larger dick.

 As I lowered myself I began feeling the resistance my tight opening was giving Marcus's large cock. I took in a deep breath as I push the helmet of his shaft in me. Moving agonizingly slow I started to lower my body taking in six inches allowing my stretched walls to adjust along the way. I thought it was to much for me to handle and was about to stop but soon the discomfort I was feeling was overridden by the pleasure of feeling so full.

 Once adjusted to his size I began my upward motion. I could feel by pussy being pulled as it did not want to release the tight grip it had on Marcus's pole. My body was working in overdrive trying to keep me wet to help accommodate such a large cock. Soon I was feverishly riding the six inches enjoying the new full feeling I was experiencing.

 Realizing I was only taking a little more than half of what Marcus had to feed me I lowered myself taking in more of what he had to offer. Marcus's huge dick was now in virgin territory expanding areas of me where my husband could not reach. I was no longer worried about the pain. What little discomfort I was experiencing was overwhelmed by the pleasure that was building in me.

 When I reach about seven inches my body exploded. I was experiencing something I have never felt before a vaginal orgasm. It was like an outer body experience that came out of know where causing me to shake and moan loudly. I collapse on to Marcus's chest kissing him deeply to thank him for what he had given me. I could feel the wetness running down my inner thighs from the orgasm that flooded me.

 After recovering from the most intense orgasm I have ever felt I began riding Marcus again wanting to bring him the pleasure he just gave me. I looked over to my left to see if my husband was enjoying watching me with my new lover. I was surprised to see that he was no longer there I searched to my right and still no sign of him. I was worried that this to much for him to handle and walked away not being able to watch any longer. I was not worried enough to stop and go look for him I was going to enjoy this for as long as I could and would deal with any fallout later. 

 Focused back on my lover and his extraordinary cock deep in my pussy I continued my lust filled ride.

My breast were bouncing freely as I rode him taking long full strokes. On my way up I would stop when only the tip of his penis would remain in me. Then I would slowly lower myself feeling the fat round head part my lips as it reentered me fallowed by his thick dark shaft. Feeling as if I was being watched I looked behind me and was happy to see my husband. He had moved to take in an unobstructed view of Marcus's big black cock pleasuring my pussy.

 As I stared into my husbands eyes I bit my lower lip while riding Marcus. I stopped my bouncing motion when I began to feel a new sensation. I had eight of Marcus's ten inches filling my tight hole when I felt his cock rubbing against my cervix. Instead of sliding up and down I began to rotate my hips enjoying the feeling of his penis massaging my outer cervical wall.

 Continuing my gaze with my husband I am sure he was able to see what was about to happen from my expression of deep concentration as I focused on what was building up in me. Marcus's breathing started to increase showing signs he was close to filling me with his cum. Just the thought of him shooting his seed deep in me sent me over the edge. In a sudden gush the floodgates opened as my body went into spasms. It was as if the jungle around me was spinning. I found myself sitting in a puddle of my juices from the squirting effect of my climax. 

 I fell exhausted onto Marcus's chest physically drained from the three orgasms my unselfish lover had given me. Marcus sensing my weakened state grabbed my ass and continued probing my pussy seeking his reward he rightfully deserved. He was driving deeper in me with each grunt fill thrust he made. Soon our pelvic bones were touching as I was taking all of his magnificent ten inches. I was thankful that the waterfall was there to help drown out my screams of ecstasy so Steve wouldn't feel to inadequate.

 Marcus's fingers dug deep into my ass trying to force more of himself in me. I could feel the tip of his spear that was now fully impaling me poking near the end of my tunnel. He let out a loud carnal cry of pleasure as his balls released four powerful blast of his manly seed filling my already wet pussy. The force of each shot of cum hitting my walls caused me to whimper in pleasure having never felt anything like it in my lifetime.

 The once flesh tugging grip he had on my ass now turned to a soft caress as our lips firmly pressed to one another while our tongues were engaged in an epic battle. As he rolled me over to my back never braking our embrace I had to face reality, I didn't want this to end but I knew it had to. The whole thing was like a religious experience and now he was delivering me from the heavenly highs he took me to and returning me back to my marital earthly place.

 We broke our kiss and he told me how beautiful I was and how much he would like to do this again. I laid there enjoying the final pleasure of him giving me one last kiss as he slowly withdrew his softening cock. I felt his seed trying to escape as soon as the tip of his cock broke free from the grip my pussy had on him. Quickly I stuffed three of my fingers in me trying to fill the void the Marcus left.

 "Come see what a well fucked pussy feels like." I said to my husband who was now standing in front of me with his dick in his hand.

 I removed my fingers and he was on me instantly pumping away frantically like a jack rabbit. I could barely feel him as he pounded away at my cum coated stretched walls. I knew he wouldn't last long at this pace and for the fact that he just witnessed his biggest fantasy come true.

 Figuring I would help him along I began asking him if he liked what he saw. He never answered but he really didn't have to I could tell by his reaction. I then started to tell him how good it felt having a big black cock fill me up and went on to tell him about my three orgasm. When I sensed he would not be able to hold out much longer I slipped one of my cum covered fingers in my mouth tasting the mixture Marcus and I had made. The affect this had on him was obvious as I seductively sucked my finger clean.

 Feeling the control this was having over him I took my other two finger and moved them closer to my mouth. Seeing his excitement I stopped short then raised them to his lips. I began tracing his lips with the sticky love concoction when he suddenly opened his mouth and began to lick them clean. That was the tipping point causing him to push as deep as he could adding his seed to the mixture that brewed inside me. He kissed me telling me how much he loved me and thanked me for fulfilling his fantasy. I in turn thanked him for being secure enough to allow me to help fulfill it.

 After going in the water one last time to get cleaned up we started our trek back through the jungle to return the car. Along the way Marcus called his uncle informing him due to it getting late we were not going to be able to make it fishing. Which was fine with me I had more than enough excitement for one day. When we reached the car Marcus told us his uncle was going to pick him up at the resort early in the morning with his boat to catch fish for market. And if we would like we could join him. Eagerly Steve and I accepted the invitation. I looked forward to it the fishing would be fun plus it meant it another day with Marcus.

 As we drove along the scenic paradise back to the resort I sat drifting off in the back seat cuddled against my husband looking forward to what new adventure tomorrow will bring. My mind wandered back to the sexual awakening I experienced today and the feelings that came with it. I felt naughty from doing something that I knew I shouldn't be. I felt the butterflies of excitement turning in my stomach from the feeling of being wanted and desired. And finally I felt the fulfillment that only a good lover can give you.



Caribbean Desires Ch. 03



This book is a work of fiction. Names, places, and incidents are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.

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Becoming A Cuckold Couple

I woke up at predawn hours to the smell of the fresh ocean breeze blowing in from our balcony. The sounds of the gentle waves crashing against the Jamaican coast line brought a smile to my face. I smiled because the sounds and smells that surrounded me reaffirmed that I was really here and not dreaming. Which in turn meant that the excitement that happened yesterday also occurred.

I slipped out of bed quietly so as not to disturb my sleeping husband. I walked to the balcony to let the trade winds caress my naked body. As I looked at the distant moon casting its reflection onto the rippling sea I held myself tight feeling the goosebumps caused by the cool morning air. Not caring about the chill I wanted to record as much of this paradise in my mind as I could before we had to leave to go back home to snowy Indiana tomorrow. 

Forcing myself away from the pull the moon had on me I headed downstairs to get ready for the adventure that awaited us today. As I was getting dolled up doing my makeup and hair I began to think how silly it was to get all dressed up for our early morning fishing trip. But I wasn't doing my hair or applying makeup to catch fish it was to catch a man. A local man by the name of Marcus.

On our fist day on the island Marcus showed his interest in me. I almost gave in to the desires that were burning in me. The lack of my husband being unable to attend to my needs were only flaming that desire. After some heavy petting and deep kissing between Marcus and I on a romantic moon lit beach. I found the strength to stop myself before it progressed any further. After parting our ways for the night I returned to my unsuspecting sleeping husband. But the seed had been planted in my mind and filled my head with passionate dreams of Marcus and I as I tried to sleep.

Yesterday our second day in Jamaica Marcus showed us some of his homelands hidden treasures. The first treasure he shared was when he took us to a private paradise to enjoy a beautiful waterfall in the jungle where we were the only ones around to witness it. Deep in the lush rain forest we experienced the vibrant green vegetation and a one hundred foot mystical waterfall dropping into a crystal clear pool. That's where we laughed and played as we skinny dipped in our very own postcard like setting.

Marcus then shared the second island treasure with us one that will stay with me forever. That treasure was none other than Jamaican big black cock. Marcus help fulfill my husbands biggest fantasy of sharing me with another man. Along with fulfilling me in ways I never thought possible. At first I fought the power Marcus had over me for as long as I could unsure if Steve was really able to handle me being taken by another. But my resistance got to be to much to sustain and I finally gave in to my primal urges. 

Next to the waterfall Marcus took me near the point of insanity as he gave me three mind blowing orgasms. That is three more than my husband has been able to give me in the last six months. Marcus awakened me to what I have been missing all these years. It is funny we came to Jamaica to rekindle the spark in our marriage but that spark turned into an inferno burning between my legs for big cock.

To think of all that wasted energy of me trying to fight it unsure if Steve or our marriage could withstand Steve's perverted desires. When I should have been more worried about the affects it might have on me. I was now an addict I could feel it brewing in me it consumed my thoughts. After only one encounter I was hooked I was like a junkie chasing his first high. Only my drug wasn't heroin, crack, or even meth it was something even more addictive. I was hooked on big dick and my pussy tingled just at the idea of me getting another fix. And that is exactly what I was hoping for today.

I was tying the strings on my bikini when Steve came downstairs to join me. He gave me a kiss then went to pour his morning coffee then sat and watched me continue getting ready. After tying my knot I adjusted the bows so they rested just above my curvy hips. The small white fabric barley covered my round ass. I gave it a little shake and could tell from Steve's smile that it was to his liking. I asked for Steve to help tie the top of my bikini as I adjusted the front to show the optimal amount of cleavage. 

"Looks like you are getting dressed to catch a big one." Steve said looking at me through the mirror.

"Hopefully they are biting this morning the bigger the better." I said teasingly knowing he wasn't talking about the fish.

Steve replied. "With the bait your throwing out there I don't think you have anything to worry about." As he smacked my ass causing it to jiggle.

After one last inspection I was finally happy with what I was looking at. Was I a twenty year old swimsuit model? No but I was a voluptuous woman in her forties who had all the curves in all the right places. To top off my outfit I slipped on a loose fitting cover up to help protect me from the sun and to reveal what lies underneath it to Marcus when I felt the time was right.

"So what do you think?" I asked as I walked toward Steve turning like I was a runway model.

"You look beautiful baby I think it will be hard to concentrate on doing any fishing." Steve answered.

Looking at the clock and seeing we had about thirty minutes until we had to meet Marcus and his uncle I was debating on asking Steve a more serious question. It was a question I was hesitant to ask afraid his answer might stop what he set in motion.

While sitting on his lap I took a deep breath and addressed the elephant in the room. "You know honey we haven't talked about yesterday and I just want to make sure you are okay and what your feelings were about it?"

"I'm a bit confused." He answered with a pause causing my fears of him not liking it to flood my thoughts. Then he continued. "I mean I enjoyed it. It was the most erotic thing I have ever seen watching the two of you together. Seeing a well endowed man bring my wife to multiple orgasms was a total turn on and I would love to do it again. But." He paused again. "I don't know I am just questioning my own sexuality."

Relieved to hear he enjoyed it but concerned with him questioning himself I asked. "What is it that has you worried?" Hoping to pull the answer out of him.

"I don't know. I mean I have no desire to kiss a man or have sex with one. It was just watching the two of you and seeing that impressive cock fucking you I wanted to reach out and touch it. And when you fed me your fingers that were covered with the creamy mixture of Marcus's cum and your juices I enjoyed it. I found myself wishing there was more for me to lick clean. I don't know like I said I am just a bit confused." He explained not able to look me in the eye.

I reached out and held his face so he was forced to look at me and told him. "Hey there is nothing to be ashamed of. This is all new and if we continue down this journey I'm sure there will a bunch of confusing thoughts and feelings we both will experience. We just need to be honest and understanding and open to each others concerns. And the way I see it if it is something you want to try then maybe you should. We are far away from home it might be a good place for you to experiment."

"Well maybe your right. Would you think any less of me if you seen me touch or even suck another mans cock?" Steve asked still sounding like he was questioning himself. 

Feeling my pussy beginning to heat up. I quickly answered. "Not at all. Actually I think it would be fucking hot."

Satisfied with my answer. "Enough about me how about you?" He asked. "By the way you are dressed I am guessing you enjoyed yesterday and are hoping for a repeat encounter with Marcus."

A smile came across my face just thinking about it. "Yes it was a wonderful experience and I want to thank you so much for allowing it to happen. I am looking forward to it happening again as long as you are okay with it."

"I have no regrets and I am also looking forward to many more adventures of you being taken to the sexual highs that I know I can not take you to. But for now we should be going. We don't want to be late. I have some fish to catch and you, well we know what you will be trolling for." Steve said smiling as he stood me up and we headed for the door.

As we walked to where we were going to meet Marcus and his uncle we observed the view that beautiful Jamaica was offering us this morning. When we arrived at our rendezvous point we watched as three pelicans glided above the calm sea. They would have went unnoticed if their path didn't pass through the distant red hue caused by the sun about to rise form the ocean to reclaim the sky from the fading moon.

We soon heard a far off hum breaking the silence of the peaceful sunrise. A boat appeared in the distance heading toward us like a torpedo locked on it's target. My stomach began to flutter with the anticipation of seeing Marcus again as my mind drifted back to the new sensations he had given me yesterday. I felt like a school girl and I had to restrain myself from jumping up and down yelling and waving to ensure they would not pass us by.

When they arrived I could see Marcus already had his shirt off. You could see the rouge droplets of water that escaped the grip of the sea only to land on his chiseled chest begin to roll down his sweet caramel skin. I resisted my urge to reach out and trace the watery path to see where they might lead to as they raced downward to be lost underneath the confines of his shorts.

"Good Morning." Marcus said breaking me from my trance. "Mr. Steve I hope you are ready to catch some fish today." He said before turning to me. "I see you have already caught the most beautiful creature on the island." He said causing me to blush.

We then headed out to the boat Marcus took my hand to help me as I watched Steve pull himself in. When I reached the boat Marcus's uncle who was standing above me reached down to help lift me in. I noticed he wasn't looking at me but more so down my loose fitting cover up. I could feel his eyes staring at my creamy white ample cleavage that I adjusted ever so carefully so I could flaunt them for Marcus never even thinking about his uncle being here.

Once in the boat I stood looking out to sea taking in the view of the sun that had broken free from the restraints of the watery horizon. Marcus jumped in making the small wooden boat rock. Losing my balance I tumbled forward closing my eyes thinking for sure I was going to fall in the water that waited below. Instead of feeling the wet splash of the sea I felt my breast being pressed together by a pair of strong hands. I opened my eyes and turned to see who had saved me from falling overboard. I was surprised to see the hands that were still cupping my breast belonged to the same man who was ogling them moments ago. Marcus's uncle stood me up releasing the squeeze he had on my bosoms. Turning toward him I give him a hug pressing my breast into him as a reward to thank him for saving me.

"I see you already met my uncle Jovan." I heard Marcus say as I broke away from the extended hug Jovan was giving me. "Jovan this is Steve and Mary the couple I was telling you about."

Steve crawled over to shake Jovan's hand ensuring not to rock the boat while I sat and waved hello thanking him again. I began to wonder what all Marcus had told Jovan about us. Was it that we were just a couple who wanted to go fishing with them. Or did he did he tell him how he made me a slut for big dick after fucking me yesterday. I got the feeling that this was going to be an interesting trip.

The motor of the boat began to rev up and propelled us over the vast blue sea. The feel of the ocean mist felt good cooling my warm skin caused by the effects from the now completely visible sun. We did not have far to travel to get to our destination. We skirted the beach of our resort then went around the rocky cliff where our beach ended. I was excited to see what was hidden behind the towering wall. To my surprise there was a pristine secluded white sandy beach giving way to the dense jungle behind it.

Everything went silent as Jovan stopped the boat and turned off the motor. All you could hear was the waves beating on the wooden boat causing it to occasionally creak as it gently rocked in the water. Looking down in the clear water below I could see a reef with a group of unsuspecting fish swimming around not realizing the peril they were about to face.

I watched as Jovan and Marcus gathered the fishing gear together I was surprised to see that there were no fishing poles on the boat. Marcus handed Steve and I a glove and a spool of string with a weight and baited hook dangling from the end. I watched as the men dropped the line in the water to taunt the fish below.

Jovan noticed my inexperienced technique as I rapidly pulled the line up and down trying to attract a fish. He came over and helped me up holding me to ensure I would not fall and began showing me the way that he was taught how to do it passed down to him from generations before.

"You can't rush it." He said as he stood behind me holding me tight. 

As he was telling me this I could feel his cock pressing into the crack of my ass. I was not sure if it was the rocking of the boat or if he was intentionally rubbing it on me as I began to feel it slide up and down. Either way his manhood felt impressive and got my curiosity going. 

"If you want to make them happy you must move it slowly in and out if you go to fast they wont come." He said now handing the line back to me while still holding my hips.

I had a hard time concentrating on the fishing my mind was was locked on to the big cock that was inches away from my pussy. I began wondering if he would be as good of a lover as Marcus was yesterday. I had to take my mind off of it nothing was going to happen on this rickety wooden boat anyway. 

Just then I felt my line tug I instinctively pulled back setting the hook into whatever was on the other end of the line. I began winding the string back onto the spool feeling the struggling creature below. Everyone on the boat cheered me on as I brought it up from the watery depths. Soon my catch was visible it was a beautiful red snapper. Jovan grabbed the line and brought the flopping fish into the boat and added it with the others that will make a fine meal for someone.

That was enough excitement for me my day of fishing was done. I decided I would get some sun and watch as the men continued to fish. I removed my cover up exposing my white belly and the large cleavage of my pale breast to the warm sun and hot men. I noticed Jovan's eyes focusing on me as I was rubbing lotion on my breast. After catching his stare I slowly rubbed the cool lotion into my warm skin putting on a show for him to enjoy.

I then noticed it wasn't only Jovan's eyes that were focused on me. Marcus and my husband were now enjoy my performance. Marcus put down his spool and came to sit next to me. As the other two continued fishing.

"Would you like me to get your back for you?" Marcus asked taking the lotion from my hand.

"That would be nice." I said anticipating his touch.

"You know I think your uncle has taken a fancy to me." I said as Marcus's strong hands worked the lotion into my shoulders.

"I can't blame him you are a vision of beauty. He is just a lonely man. His wife passed away a couple of years ago and I don't think he has experienced a woman since then. He was totally devoted to his wife and never strayed so I am sure being so close to such a sexy woman that you are has peeked his interest." Marcus replied as I watched my husband and Jovan add fish to the almost full basket. My mind began to wander making me think what it would be like to be with a man who has been celibate for two years.

Marcus then asked me how Steve handled watching the two of us fuck by the waterfall yesterday. After explaining to him how much he enjoyed it and how he liked that I was taking charge and taking a strangers big dick. I could see the gears moving in Marcus's head.

"What are you thinking?" I asked hoping it had something to do with me and him again.

"I was just wondering if your husband would like to see you take a big dick again." Marcus said.

"Maybe you should ask him. Make him tell you he wants you to fuck me." I told Marcus.

Without any further encouragement Marcus looked to Steve and said. "Steve did you like what you seen yesterday?"

Steve look a little unsure where this line of questioning came from but answered truthfully. "Yes I did." He said.

"Would like to see it happen again?" Marcus probed.

"Yes I would." Steve said in a nervous tone looking over to Jovan who was watching the conversation intently.

"Good you watched your wife being pleasured by one big black cock yesterday how would you like to see her taking two today?" Marcus asked my husband.

I was shocked at what I just heard. Marcus was talking like I wasn't even there. It was as if he read my mind never once did he ask if I was interested in being tag teamed by him and another. Of course I was and thinking back to yesterday and how good it was with one large cock I could only imagine how amazing it would be with two of them.

Steve looked unsure of the situation that was presented to him. He hesitantly answered. "Um I would like that."

"What would you like Steve? What would you like to see?" Marcus pushed.

"I would like to watch both of you fuck my wife. If it is okay with her." Steve said quietly.

Marcus then bent down and grabbed the back of my head bringing me to him and gave me a deep kiss. Our tongues began to battle one another as my hand ran along his muscular chest. 

Breaking our embrace Marcus stood next to me looking down and asked. "Do you want to feel the pleasures of two black men?"

Without saying a word I pulled him to me and began planting kisses on his chiseled stomach just above the waist band of his shorts. My hand began to travel up his leg underneath his pants searching for the tool that I so desperately wanted.

Marcus then looked at Jovan who had already stowed the fishing gear and was eagerly starting the motor. Marcus pointed to the small nearby solitary sandy island as the place where I would soon feel the joys of being ravished by two well endowed men.

Once we neared the island Jovan jumped out of the boat and began pulling it to shore tying it to one of the two trees that offered some shade from the hot sun. Marcus then helped me out of the boat and grabbed a blanket from a bag as if he had this planned all along. 

He handed the blanket to Steve and said. "Go lay this out in the shade so your wife will be comfortable and can concentrate on the good fucking she is about to receive."

Hearing the words come out of Marcus's mouth caused my stomach to tremble with anticipation as I watched as Steve obediently do what he was told. Marcus then came to me holding my shoulders tight as he bent down and pressed his lips to mine. A deep moan escaped my lips as his hands began to explore down my back.

His hands reached the bottom of my ass where he grabbed tight and lifted me up causing my legs to wrap around his waist. He easily carried me to the area that my husband prepared for my lovers to take me to the height of ecstasy while he watched. With out ever breaking our passionate kiss Marcus released the hold he had on my ass to lower me to stand on my own. Causing my already wet pussy to slide along his bulging manhood.

Pulling away from me he turned me around and began to softly bite on my neck and shoulders. Never opening my eyes only concentrating on my lovers touch and the sound of the nearby sea I soon forgot all about Jovan and my husband. My hands began to rub Marcus's thighs as he continued his gentle nibbling causing my flesh to pop with goosebumps.




Caribbean Desires Ch. 03



Marcus's hand began to slide over my prickly skin, intensifying the sensations. I felt him tug at the strings of my bikini tied around my back. Soon the knot gave way causing my top to hang loosely over my breast. Then I felt the bow being pulled from behind my neck giving way without any resistance. I opened my eyes looking down to see two large black hands massaging my exposed bosoms.

Looking up I was surprised to see that the hands that were arousing my tits were not Marcus's but instead Jovan's. He brought his lips to mine as his fingers tweaked my hard nipples. Marcus's fingers gently traced along the thin strings that held the last tiny bit of fabric to my body. The feeling of four hand running along my sensitive skin and two sets of lips planting wet kisses on me was exhilarating.

I didn't know how much more I could take I felt like I was going to explode. My hand began to undo Jovan's pants wanting to feel his cock in my hands. My desires were soon crushed as Jovan began lowering himself planting kisses on my belly moving his member away from my reach. Marcus then simultaneously pulled at the strings around my curvy hips causing the small thin white fabric to fall to my feet exposing my moist pussy in all its glory to Jovan.

Jovan wasted no time his kisses traveled south until they landed on my wet swollen slit. His tongue parted my lips to grant him access to my throbbing bud that so badly needed attention. His mouth lashes wildly at my clit while his fingers began to probe deep into my damp opening. Marcus's hands cupped my breast as I tilted my head back from the erotic sensations I was feeling down below.

It didn't take long for the tingling feeling to overtake my body. My legs began to get weak causing me to lean back on Marcus so his strong arms could support me. My moans turned to commands telling Jovan to lick my pussy as I began to grind it into his face. My body was on fire with the building orgasm that was consuming me. My commands turned to loud cries of fulfillment as the rolling waves of pleasure washed through me causing my legs to tremble uncontrollably.

Instantly I dropped to my knees and kissed Jovan passionately thanking him for the gift he had just given me. My hands searched for his pants as I hungered for what was hidden behind the fabric. Jovan stood as I pulled his shorts down revealing what I was hoping for. A big cock that would surely stretch me out. 

Slowly I began to trace the length of his rigid shaft with my tongue. After my mouth explored every thick long inch that he had to offer I turned to Marcus who was standing on the other side of me. He had already disrobed while I was giving Jovan his much earned attention. Marcus's cock was dangling there semi erect aching for me to feed on it. 

I licked my lips lubricating them for the job my mouth was about to do. Opening wide I slipped the fat round head of his cock in my mouth. I heard Marcus's approving groan as his cock began to slide in and out between my moist lips taking as much as I could while stroking him with my one free hand. My other hand was pumping Jovan's now rock hard shaft.

I heard a popping sound as Marcus's hard cock broke free from the tight grip my lips had on it. I sat there and studied the fine male specimens that where inches from my face. Marcus packed a magnificent ten thick inches that has previously brought me great pleasure and I was looking forward to feeling it in me again. Jovan was no slouch either he was not as long as Marcus maybe eight inches erect but he was thicker. If I wrapped both of my hands around it I don't think they would touch.

I alternated taking each cock in my mouth only able to take in the very tip of Jovan's massive girth. Unable to hold out any I fell to the blanket begging for one of them to fuck me. Marcus positioned himself between my already spread legs. The head of his cock began rubbing along my moist folds preparing my needing pussy for the work out it was about to receive. I could feel him about to insert himself in me when I stopped him. I looked over to my observing husband and motioned him to come beside me.

"Grab that big cock and put it in me." I ordered remembering Steve's earlier confessions about his desires for cock and how he liked me taking control.

I leaned up and watched as Steve's shaking hand went to touch another mans dick for the first time. His fingers lightly touched Marcus's pulsing shaft tracing the length of it. His eyes were totally focused on the large tool in his hand. He began to stroke it feeling all the defined ridges from the bulging veins. Then he began to tease my wet hungry pussy with it.

"Do you see how wet he has got me?" I asked getting no response. "That's what a real cock feels like. Now feed that big dick to me and watch how good he fucks me." I said to Steve now knowing how turned on he gets when I talk to him like this.

Steve obediently did as he was instructed and I soon felt the thick head of Marcus's dark tool pushing past my tight opening. Steve came up and kissed me as I felt his cock filled hand brush up against my wet penetrated pussy. Sensing my need to be fucked Steve released the grip he had on my lover and allowed Marcus take control entering me as deep as he could.

Marcus took long slow strokes in and out as if he was keeping pace with the gentle waves hitting the shore. With each new thrust his manly balls would slap my virgin ass causing me to squeeze my pussy even tighter around his hard shaft. I looked over to my husband who now had his own dick in his hand and was pumping feverishly watching Marcus fuck me. Turning my head I was greeted by Jovan's fat cock as he brushed it along my lips. Parting my mouth I took in its bulbous head then began massaging his nut sack feeling the weight of his heavy balls in my hand. 

Closing my eyes I focused on the pleasures that were building in me. I imagined what I must look like. Just a few days ago back home I was content with my vanilla love life that Steve and I shared. Now I am on and island being stuffed with two big black cocks one filling my pussy another in my mouth. All while my husband masturbates watching them satisfy me like he never could.

The thought of it all was to much. I released Jovan from the grip my lips had on him and let out a loud joyous cry as the passionate pressures that were building in me exploded. Marcus froze deep inside me with my legs wrapped tightly around his back as my eyes rolled to back of my head and my body began to spasm uncontrollably.

"Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God." Was all I was able to say as wave after wave of the most intense tingling orgasm ripped through my body.

As the diminishing effects continued to washed over me I loosened the grip my legs had on him. Regaining my focus I looked up to see Marcus staring back at me with a big smile proud of the gift he had just given me. I brought my lips to his and kissed him deeply wishing he could stay deep inside me forever but there was something else I wanted. I wanted to please him. 

Breaking our kiss I said to him. "Cum for me. I want to feel your cum inside me."

Without anymore encouragement he began his thrusting movements again. Only this time the sound of the waves were not setting the pace for him. He was fucking me with a purpose. My head shook wildly as his thick cock hit the end of my tight tunnel. 

I looked over to see if Steve was taking notes on how to properly fuck me. Not that it would matter knowing he did not have the equipment to be able to stretch and reach the spots that were driving me wild. I was happy to see he was enjoying my pounding as much as I was. He had a grip of his now limp dick with his ejaculation along his knuckles as evidence of his excitement.

Turning back to Marcus whose face was now focused as he was nearing his climax. I spread my legs wide to accommodate his deep powerful thrusts. I began to give him words of praise and reassurance as I begged for his seed to be planted deep inside me. Marcus then pushed in as deep as he could and let out a loud primal scream. I then felt the first blast released from his cock. He tried to push deeper in me and let out a grunt as I felt another wave of his sticky sweetness hit my velvety walls.

As Marcus withdrew from me I laid there feeling fulfilled and satisfied just as I did after he fucked me yesterday. Except today I wasn't done I had more to come. Jovan took Marcus's place between my legs and started to rub his thick cock along my cum soaked slit. I was thankful Marcus shot his load in me making a natural lubricant to help me take Jovan's monster size member.

Jovan began to push slowly causing me to gasp for air as he penetrated me. The stretching I was feeling was intense. I felt his heavy balls resting on my ass as he laid there motionless allowing me to adjust to his wide girth. I felt like I was a virgin again having something so large in me. When I began to get my breathing under control Jovan started his thrusting movements causing me to squeal with pleasure.

"Oh yeah take that fat dick." I heard my husband say as he focused on Jovan's cock moving in and out of me like a large black piston. "Baby you look so hot.." He continued saying before I cut him off.

"Shut up." Was all I was able to get out not wanting to be distracted by his commentary. 

"Fuck her good. Stretch that tight white pussy out." He instructed not listening to my command.

In a more dominate tone I told him. "Shut the fuck up. Or do I need Marcus to stuff his cock in your mouth to keep you quiet."

Just then Marcus stood next to Steve with his member dangling inches in front of him. I watched my husband stare at the eight inch flaccid cock that glistened in the sunlight from the mixture of our juices. I thought I could see Steve's mouth begin to open but he stopped with a puzzled look unsure if he was ready to give in to his dark desires. After studying it for a few more seconds he lowered his head in submission and continued watching Jovan pleasure me without saying another word.

Jovan's movements were deliberate and forceful as he thrust into me wildly like it was his first time with a woman. I found it easy to believe what Marcus told me earlier about Jovan not being with anyone since his wife passed. Jovan pounded at me uncontrollably causing me to dig my nails into his back as I tossed my head and wiggled my hips to meet each new thrust. Beads of sweat were forming on Jovan's forehead only to travel down and drop onto my warm flushed breast. My loud cries were soon drowned out by Jovan's even louder primitive grunts preparing me for what was about to come. I then felt an explosion of multiple blasts beating my inner walls as he added his pent up seed to the mixture already brewing inside me. I grabbed his ass tight holding him deep inside me wanting to relish this full feeling as long as I could.

I laid there feeling totally exhausted as I released the grip I had on my lover allowing him to slip out of my cum filled pussy. I felt the cool breeze of the ocean air blow against the gaping hole left by wide cock that stretched me out. I could feel the warm seed escape my now loose pussy and begin to run down the crack of my ass. I laid there content and happy when I felt a strange sensation. It was a wet feeling circling inside the crease of my ass. I thought it was the remnants of my two lovers seed oozing out of me but then I noticed the feeling moving up along my taint. 

I looked down to see my husband had dove head first between my legs to get a taste of his first cream pie. He lapped up the dripping cum before shoving his tongue deep inside me. I ran my fingers through his hair while I pushed my vagina muscles trying to bring every last drop of sperm in me to the surface for him to devour. After he cleaned me up he brought his face to mine and told me how happy I have made him. I could see the dampness around his lips from the mixture of my own wetness and my two lovers cock juices. I began to kiss him deeply taking in the taste of the remnants from the event that would change our lives forever.

After contently lying there drained and exhausted felling totally satisfied my eyes grew heavy and I started to drift off. I was soon awoken as the men gathered our things and helped me to the boat. There I sat leaning on my husband looking at the deep blue sky as the mist of the ocean refreshed my overworked body. Sitting there I began to think how lucky I was.

Lucky to have a husband that was comfortable enough to share me and allow me to experience the pleasures that he was incapable of giving me. I wanted to help him overcome his fear and experiment with some of his own secret desires. He had his taste of his first cream pie as he ate the cum from my freshly fucked pussy. And by the way he was lapping it up he really seamed to enjoy it. But I could tell by the way he looked at Marcus's cock he craved to taste it but was not quite ready to commit. I wanted to help him overcome his fears not only for him but I think it would be very erotic to see him do it.

The hum of the boat motor a the gentle rocking of the waves took there toll on me inducing a much needed sleep. I came back to reality when I subconsciously realized the mind numbing effect of the sound of the boat motor turning in the water had stopped. It was nice to see that my husband had not released his grip on me noticing I was still wrapped tightly in his arms.

After we disembarked the boat Jovan came to me and gave me a big hug getting one last feel of my breast being pressed against his body. After escaping his grasp Marcus stepped in and held me close and gave me a deep kiss. I fought all my urges and pulled away after a long kiss knowing if I continued I would not be able to control myself.

Steve shook both of there hands and thanked them for the wonderful morning. We watched as they returned to the boat to take the days catch to the market. We waved as the motor came back to life and they raced off toward the horizon. Steve and I then held each others hands and walked along the beach talking about the morning events.

"So did you enjoy your fishing trip?" I asked.

"It was a great day we caught a lot of fish. But I have to admit you were the best catch of the day." He said as he stopped walking then bent over and kissed me. 

"Thanks baby not just for the compliment but I want to thank you for everything for allowing all this to happen." I said looking in his eyes.

"No need to thank me I just want to see you happy. And you know I enjoy watching. But when I felt the size of Marcus's cock in my hand I knew you were getting what I can not give you and I can only imagine what Jovan's even thicker cock must have felt like." 

"It was amazing." I told him as we continued our walk back to our room.

Once we arrived at our place Steve jumped on the bed telling me he was going to take a nap and asked if I wanted to join him. Not wanting to waste any precious time on our last day here I turned down his inviting offer then hopped in the shower to get freshened up. After getting cleaned up I left Steve a note telling him I decided to head down to the pool and enjoy as much of the warm sunshine as I could.

When I arrived to the crystal clear waters of the pool I looked around to find an optimal spot. In my search I noticed more people here than usual all the men were naked as if they were trying to lure in a lover with there charms. Most of the women were completely naked as well and the ones that weren't were topless. As I walk along the pool I seen some of the couples engaged in some heavy petting along with a group where the women were kissing each other as the men watched. 

Continuing my search I noticed our neighbors Terri and Dave enjoying the warm rays of sunshine tanning their naked bodies. I decided to see if they would mind if I joined them. A thick sexual tension that was filling the air around the pool it was as if an orgy was going to break out in a moments notice.

"Do you mind if I join you?" I said as I stood over Terri's toned bronze sun baked body.

Terri looked up and smiled when she noticed me. "Girl sit your ass down I have been waiting to hear how your fishing trip went."

Dave and Terri seen Marcus and I on the beach our first night here. And when I seen them the next morning I asked them to be discrete about my encounter not saying anything around Steve. Terri and I hit it off and I found out Dave and her were swingers which I suspected because I witnessed their own island lover leaving their place that very same night they seen me with mine. We got to talking about the lifestyle they were in and I told her about Steve's fantasy of seeing me with another man. Hearing her talk about eased my reservations about the whole idea.

"I never knew sex could be so good." I told her and filled her in on the details as I would sneak an occasional look at Dave's nice package resting on his leg.

After telling her about the steamy details I explained to her how I wished Steve would open up to his hidden desires. I explained to her how he has had a lot of new experiences on this trip. How he had watched me with another man he held and stroked another mans cock and tasted his first cream-pie. But I could tell by the way he looked at Marcus's cock when it was inches from his face how much he wanted to take it in his mouth. I just wanted him to know I am okay with it and if it is something he wants to try to go for it. Terri then told me he will do it when he is ready and I knew she was right.

I looked around the pool and noticed the combustible sexual tension that filled the air around the pool had ignited. I watched as people were fucking in the open as if they were in the privacy of their bedroom. One of the two ladies that were kissing each other earlier now had her face between the other woman's legs as she was stroking one of the voyeurs cock. The woman next to us was moaning loudly as she was lost in the pleasures her dark skinned Jamaican lover was giving her as her husband watched. I looked over and noticed Dave's cock had grown and began to harden I am not sure if was from the story I was telling or if our surroundings were having an effect on him.

"Here comes your cuckold husband now." Terri said as I looked over to see Steve heading our way taking in the hedonistic environment around us. "If you want to see how far he will go just follow my lead." Terri told me. I was unsure what she had in mind but I was hoping it involved me with Dave's cock.

"What's going on here?" Steve asked as the women next to us let out a long orgasmic cry.

"It's pretty obvious." Terri said as she sat up. "Come have a seat." She told Steve patting the open space next to her. 

Steve so was hypnotized by Terri's beauty and perky firm breast he didn't even realize her husband was there until Dave sat next to me. 

I was surprised when I heard Terri say. "So I hear you like to watch your wife fuck other men."

Steve didn't answer he just looked at me unsure of what to say. That is when he notice Dave's hand rubbing my back while I rested my hand on his muscular thighs. Steve then noticed the hard cock my hand was so close to. 

"It's alright I can't say I blame you ,your wife is a very beautiful woman." Terri said as she stood up and leaned toward me.

She looked me in the eyes as she moved her face closer to mine. I closed my eyes waiting to feel her soft lips gently brush against mine. It was not like any kiss I have ever felt before. I don't know how to describe it was more sensual than when I kiss a man. I slowly parted my lips to taste more of what she was giving me. I never kissed a woman before and found myself wondering why not. I found it to be very erotic. She pulled away from my lips as softly as she did when she first touched them. Leaving me sitting there with my eyes closed and lips puckered wanting more.




Caribbean Desires Ch. 03



I came back to my senses when I heard her speak to Steve. "Lay down." She said to Steve.

Steve just sat there wondering what the hell was going on. "I am not asking you I am telling you. Now lay the fuck down."

Steve did as he was instructed laying down waiting for what was going to happen next. 

"That's a good submissive cuck. " Terri said as she took off Steve's shorts and began playing with his dick. "You see if you do as your told you will be rewarded." Steve sighed as she continued stroking him."But if you don't you will be punished." She said as she began to squeeze his balls tightly. Steve's eyes began to squint with pain. "Do you understand the rules?" She asked in a commanding voice.

"Yes." Was all Steve was able to grunt out.

"Good but you will address me as ma'am or mistress from now on do you understand?" She said as she started to release her hold on his testicles. But when Steve hesitated to answer her she reapplied her crushing grip.

"YES MISTRESS." Steve yelled in pain causing the others around the pool to watch and see what was about to happen.

Terri let go of his balls then leaned down and put Steve's hard dick in her mouth. After sliding her mouth up and down a few times taking all of him in she released him and stood back up.

"Well I can see why you want big cock he is barely a mouthful." She said looking at me. "Why don't you take over and get in the sixty-nine position so he can get you ready."

I jumped up afraid that if I waited to long or asked what I was getting ready for she might punish me. But she gave me a reassuring wink and I seductively walked to my husband and lowered my wet pussy onto his face. He grabbed my hips and shoved his tongue into my already wet hole as deep as he could. I began to stoke his shaft as I started to grind myself on his face. 

Then Steve's tongue stopped I felt nothing I looked back to see what was happening. To my delight I seen Dave standing behind me with his cock pointed toward my opening. Steve was going to have an up close and personal view to see my pussy get filled by another man. Steve was just staring at the rigid tool waiting for it to impale me but for some reason Dave stood there motionless with his cock inches from my pussy and Steve's face.

"You know to do." Terri said to Steve.

Without hesitation Steve grabbed hold of Dave's cock and began stroking the smooth head squeezing out the clear pre-cum hoping some would drip to his lips. His hand began to slowly move down the shaft. Steve removed his grip and licked his fingers tasting Dave on his fingertips. He returned his hold on the cock just above his face as he took in a deep breath of Dave's scent. His spit covered fingers began stroking the stiff cock unnecessarily lubricating it for my already wet pussy. The view of seeing my husband enjoying a dick in his hand was pushing me over the edge I couldn't hold out any longer. I began to back up towards Dave's cock. 

Just then Steve let go of the cock that was the object of his desire and said "Fuck her hard."

That was the only warning I got as Dave thrust his cock in me balls deep in one driving push. I gasp loudly as he filled me. His cock was just as thick as Marcus's but maybe an inch shorter. Just as fast as he shoved his cock in me he pulled it back and slammed it home again causing his balls to slap against Steve's forehead. With each powerful thrust he pushed an inaudible grunt out of me as I tried to tell him how good it felt and not to stop. The way he was fucking me set the tone that he was in charge and I was his plaything and I was loving it.

Dave reached up and grabbed a hand full of my hair and pulled it back. Causing me to look up as I continued my carnal grunts. I could see the people around the pool watching the flogging my pussy was getting from Dave's hard cock. Then I head a loud slap that fallowed with a stinging feeling on my ass. WACK came another one causing my ass cheek to jiggle. I never once thought I would enjoy being spanked but the slight sting added to the naughtiness of being fucked like a common whore.

Steve's tongue began to lick my clit as Dave's cock was relentlessly ramming in and out of my stretched pussy. The simultaneous stimulation I was receiving on my clitoris and G spot was driving me wild. Dave let go of my hair only to grab my shoulders tightly trying to get more of himself in me with each powerful thrust. Causing me to lower my face into Steve's thigh trying to muffle my cries of pleasure. 

Then it hit me out of know where. My body was rocked by and internal explosion causing my eyes to roll to the back of my head. I bit down on Steve's thigh as I felt the wet results of my orgasm flood down my inner thigh and onto Steve's face. It was the most powerful orgasm I have ever felt. It didn't have the lingering tingling effect I usually get. It was as if all those little after shocks were included in the main seismic quake that flooded my body all at once. I don't know if it was from the multiple stimulation I was receiving or if it was that I was just so turned on being used like a slut. Either way I knew I wasn't done Dave never missed a stroke if anything my orgasm excited him even more causing him to pound my pussy faster.

I removed my face from Steve's thigh to look up only to be surprised to see Terri standing in front of me naked and rubbing her shaved pussy. She lowered herself onto Steve's hard dick taking all he had to offer easily. I looked her in the eyes as she leaned back supporting herself with one arm and started to grind slowly on my husbands shaft.

"This lesson wasn't free." She said as she placed her free hand on my head and guided my face to her awaiting slit.

When I neared her tender dick filled pussy I froze unsure of what to do. I just studied it for a moment watching it wiggle while riding Steve. I seen Steve giving her small pumps trying to bring her pleasure that I was sure he was failing at. If she was used to being fucked like Dave was fucking me she would be highly disappointed in Steve's performance. 

I lowered my face even closer taking in scent of her but it was masked by the smell of coconut from her tanning lotion. She released my head and spread her pink lips open exposing the little bud I was expected to service. Just then Dave let out a loud moan and shoved his cock into me deep and hard. Pushing me forward into Terri's waiting pussy. Dave gave another hard push as I felt him painting my inner walls with his sticky seed.

I noticed my husbands dick was no longer in Terri's pussy. It must have slipped out of her wet hole and now she was only focused on the pleasures that I was giving her. My tongue was lightly flickering around Terri's clit as she placed her hand back on my head. She began to grind harder as my tongue explored eagerly hoping to satisfy her. Soon I felt Dave's cock slide out of my cum filled hole only to be replaced by my husband's mouth. His tongue probed deeply to capture all of the seed that tried to escape from my gaping hole.

Terri's grip on my head increased smashing my nose into her pubic bone. Her gyrating hips stopped swirling and changed to a bucking motion letting me know I was doing my job well. And if I needed any other conformation of her climax I felt the wet warmth of her natural nectar wash against my face as I continued licking as much of her sweetness that I could.

"That was wonderful." She said as she lifted my head away from her satisfied pussy.

She removed herself off of my husband's leaving the two of us still in the sixty-nine position. Steve was still focusing on his cream pie from my freshly fucked pussy. I still had a craving for Terri's juices and the only place I could get it was to suck Steve's dick. I took him in my mouth finding that I could do something that I never could before we came to Jamaica. I found that after stretching my mouth around Marcus' and Jovan's much larger cocks, I could take all of Steve easily.

He started to raise his hips as my mouth slid down his pole. After about eight strokes with my wet lips I felt his body stiffen and balls tighten. Then came the dribbling effect of his orgasm as his cum oozed into my mouth. I pulled my cleaned pussy away from his feeding mouth turning so I was hovering above him. Pulling his chin down forcing his mouth open wide I looked into his eyes and opened my mouth to let his cum roll off my tongue feeding him his own seed. 

We both then stood to the cheers of onlookers who witnessed our carnal act. Steve and I both began to blush and wanted to go hide in a cave instead we sat next to Dave and Terri to enjoy the last remaining hour of sun.

"You guys have come a long way pretty fast. How do you think this is going to change things back home?" Terri asked.

That was a good question and it made me think. "It is something we are both going to have to talk about. But I can see us continuing it besides there are other things we would like to experience." I said thinking about how much I would enjoy seeing Steve sucking his first cock.

"Well I will leave that up to you." Terri said as she removed her ankle bracelet. She then reached over and attached it to my right ankle. "Welcome to the club." She said as I looked at the gold letter Q and a spade dangling above my foot.

She then stood and said. "Steve I am no longer your mistress I am giving my control to Mary and you will do as she commands. Do you understand?"

"Yes ma'am." Steve replied.

"Good." She said as she gave Steve and me a kiss. "You two have a good flight home and have fun exploring your new lifestyle." She said waving goodbye as they walked away.

"Maybe we should get going also we have an early morning." Steve suggested.

"You go ahead I am going to run to the lobby and make sure everything is setup to get us to the airport." I said.

I watched as he headed off toward our room. Once Steve was out of site went to the bar for a drink and called Marcus to make our final arrangements. After getting things set up I finished my drink and set off to join my husband.

Once I returned to our place I found Steve in the shower. I quietly removed my clothes to joined him. I startled him when I sneaked in and wrapped my arms around him. I kissed him on the back of his neck telling him how much I loved him and how happy I was.

Once out of the shower we heard a knock on the door. As I wrapped a towel around me I told Steve it was probably Terri and that I would check. When I returned I could see the surprised look on my husbands face as I stood there half naked with a large black man next to me.

"Whats up Marcus?" Steve asked as he covered himself with his towel.

Marcus waved but didn't say a word.

I said to Steve. "Our flight is so early I thought Marcus might as well stay here tonight then take us to the airport in the morning."

"And the thought of one last fling never crossed your mind." Steve said with a smile.

"No my pussy is way to sore for any of that. But now that you mention it maybe we can entertain our guest in other ways." I said putting an emphasis on the word we.

I then removed my towel exposing myself to the two men. Marcus wasted no time and started fondling my breast. I began to undo his shorts to release his large cock from its restraints. Once free I began to stroke the soft dangling hunk of meat that hung between his legs. I slipped behind him never releasing the grip I had on him. As I pressed my naked body against Marcus's back I watched as my husband's eyes were glued on my white hand sliding up and down the big black cock.

I lifted Marcus's heavy appendage and began to shake it as my other hand motioned for my husband to come closer. He hurried over to us still holding the towel around himself.

"Get on your knees and get a good look." I ordered.

Steve did as he was told and watched as my hand was still slowly working the thick flaccid cock that was now inches from his face.

"Now reach out and touch it see what a real cock feels like in your hands." I said hoping the humiliation was as much of a turn on for him as it was becoming for me. 

If his actions were any sign then I knew I was not crossing any boundaries yet. Steve's hand grabbed hold of Marcus's member holding it tightly as he ran his thumb along the slit at he tip of the soft dark bulbous head. Steve looked unsure of what to do next. I placed my hand on top of his coaching him to start stroking Marcus's magnificent cock. Steve released his towel letting it to drop to the floor freeing his other hand so it could to feel the new sensation its counterpart was feeling.

I moved from behind Marcus and knelt next to Steve and watched as he explored this new side of his sexuality. I moved in and wrapped my lips around Marcus's stiffening cock. Savoring the feeling of it filling my mouth. I felt Steve's hand brush against my lips reminding me that I had to share this magnificent tool with my husband. I slowly slid my mouth off the object of my affection.

Looking at Steve I said. "Go ahead feel him grow in you mouth."

Steve just looked at the cock in his hand unsure how to go about getting his first taste of dick. He stuck his tongue out and swirled it around the tip before taking in more. He must have been doing something right because soon Marcus was fucking my husbands face with his now fully erect cock. I ran my hand through Steve's hair pushing his head forward making him take more causing him to gag.

"You make such a good cock sucker." I told him as I started to rub my aroused clit.

Marcus placed his hands on the back of Steve's head as he began to pump Steve's mouth faster. I started to massage Marcus's balls as I continued to stimulate myself totally turned on seeing Steve give his first blow job. I couldn't believe how much Steve was getting into it. I was thinking how I created a cock hound. When suddenly I felt Marcus's balls being pulled up into his body. I watched intently waiting to see Steve's reaction when Marcus's seed floods his mouth.

Just then a loud moan fill the room and I knew Steve was getting a mouthful of creamy goodness. I was amazed how he took it. A part of me was jealous wishing it was me on the receiving end of Marcus's orgasm. I began to lick the corner of Steve's mouth licking up the cum that overfilled his oral cavity.

"Somebody lick my pussy." I said as I laid on the bed watching Marcus's cock soften in Steve's mouth.

Without any more encouragement Marcus removed himself from Steve's suckling lips and dove between my legs. His tongue began to attack my dripping wet slit. I knew it would not take much to push me over the edge. I was already close from watching my husband becoming a slut for cock.

As Marcus was licking my swollen clit Steve came to me and began kissing me. This time it was me taking fresh load of cum out of his mouth. The taste of the sticky sweetness that coated his mouth pushed me over the edge. I washed Marcus's face with the warm wetness that gushed out of my opening as my orgasm flooded my moist walls. Marcus worked his way back up my body to kiss me deeply. Exhausted from a full day of fun and adventure we all laid there drifting off to sleep with me in between my two lovers. 

I awoke to the alarm clock wrapped around Marcus feeling his cock resting on my thigh while Steve was spooning my back. I felt sad knowing our vacation was over but excited about this lifestyle that was going to change my marriage back home. As I stirred I woke the two men in my bed telling them we must get ready to go.

Watching as Marcus got out of bed sporting his morning erection I sat wishing I had time to feel him inside me one last time. But it was not meant to be. Instead I joined him in the shower and held him close to me kissing him as I thanked him for introducing me to the pleasures of big black cock. After getting cleaned up we gathered our things and loaded up the car and headed to the airport. Once we arrived Marcus helped us with our luggage to the check in counter.

"Well this is as far as I can go. You have a very beautiful wife thank you for sharing her with me." Marcus said as he shook Steve's hand.

"Thank you for making my biggest fantasies become a reality." Steve replied.

Then turning towards me Marcus opened his arms drawing me in for a big hug. "Mary you are a lovely woman and I will miss our love making." He said as he squeezed my ass.

I looked up and gave him a big kiss not caring who was watching. "I will be thinking about your wonderful cock inside me for a long time." I told him.

"Hopefully not to long. Come back to beautiful Jamaica to see me soon so you can get some more." He said.

"I would like that." I said struggling with myself to let him go.

After giving me one last kiss he broke our embrace and started to turn away stopping to say. "Maybe you can come back with Dana and Skip." As he winked and walked away.

My jaw dropped when I heard him say Dana. My best friend who come here every year and set this trip up for us to help Steve and I rekindle our relationship. I couldn't wait to get home and pick that sluts brain about all the big cock she has been fucking. It was all I could think of as we waited to board our flight.

Soon we heard that our plane was ready to start loading. Once we got settled in our seats I leaned over and kiss my husband and thanked him for opening me up to the wonderful experience we shared.

"So do you think we will continue this lifestyle when we get home?" I asked.

"Whatever you like ma'am." He answered with a smile on his face.

With that answer I knew our marriage would never be vanilla again. Which made me smile as well as we jetted off for our new lifestyle together.

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I would like to thank everyone for the supportive comments I have received for the Caribbean Desires series. And I am just as grateful for the creative criticism that was given to me. I enjoyed hearing what all of you had to say. I even get a chuckle from some of the comments from the haters of the loving wife genre. I enjoy writing erotica on this topic and will be writing more in the future. Who knows maybe I will pick up with Mary and Steve back home. I hope any grammatical errors were kept to a minimum and not to distracting as I will be looking for a fresh set of eyes to edit my upcoming stories. Thanks again and I hope you enjoyed the Caribbean Desires series. -Ivy