Black Cock White Sluts Mike Boyer felt ill when he saw the giant black man board the plane.
"Great, he's here," he said sarcastically.
"That's Jack!" whispered Ali. "My god, he's huge. You never told me he
was black."
Mike shrugged. His rival was decked out for vacation, sunglasses around
his neck, shorts, sandals, and a Hawaiian shirt open enough to show the
replica of a viking hammer necklace that he always wore. Jack Hammer was
around 6'6" with very dark skin and a flat top haircut.
"Yo yo what's up, Mikey? Ready for some fun in the sun? Move over, I'm
too big for the window seat."
"I can't sit by the window," said Mike's wife. She was a nervous flyer.
Mike got up and moved leaving his wife in the seat between the two
coworkers. "Aren't you bringing one of the girls from the office?" asked
Mike buckling his seat belt.
"No, canceled on me at the last minute."
"Oh," said Mike confused. Jack had a steady stream of female coworkers
with the hots for him. Several had openly campaigned to get invited to
go on vacation with him.
"You must be Ali," said Jack holding out his hand and gently squeezing
her little white one into his big black one. "John J Hammer. I feel like
I already know you. I see your picture on Mikey's desk every day. It
doesn't compare to meeting the real thing."
"Thank you," said Ali blushing. Mike kept a picture of her in a bikini
from their honeymoon six years ago. Jack didn't let go of her hand until
he finished talking and Ali felt an odd fluttering in her stomach as he
touched her.
"Nice of Mr Gilbert to let you both go on vacation."
"It sure was. Ain't that right Mikey?"
Mike nodded. The two men worked for a plastics company in upstate New
York and the top salesman was to win a trip for two to St. Martin. Jack
had just started this year and tied Mike in sales. The man had a
powerful aura about him that seemed perfect for getting big contracts
(and dates from female coworkers). Their boss was going to give the trip
just to Mike who had three years senority, but Jack had hinted at
racism. Mr Gilbert had quickly decided to reward both employees. Mike
was sure Jack would beat him next year when the company vice president
was retiring. With Jack's sales record, his business school education,
and the threat of a discrimination law suit, Jack was sure to be Mike's
boss in a year.
Ali gripped the arm rest as the plane started moving. "Don't be
nervous," said Jack putting his hand over Ali's and covering it. She
smiled at him and he kept it there until the plane was in the air.
Mike put his hand over Ali's other one, a little late to be the
chivalrous one. He hated Jack with a passion. It was mostly racism. Mike
detested blacks as lazy, worthless, criminals with their hands always
out for a government check and both he and Mr Gilbert often shared black
jokes. Jack was everything blacks weren't supposed to be, educated,
intelligent, charistmatic, and hard working. He was also quite popular
with the girls in the office, especially the white ones and that really
crawled up Mike's ass. Jack's physique was so perfect he could of been a
Mr Universe contestant. Ali hadn't really shared her husband's view of
blacks, but had come around to agree with him after their six years of
marriage. There were other big things he hated about Jack too.
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necessarily the case.
Anyway, after a brief conversation with her, I told her I would invite
him to our table, and whatever happens would happen, she wouldn't have
to do anything if she felt uncomfortable. I went up to him and said
hello, and told him that my wife wanted to dance with him if he
wouldn't mind. He told me OK and he had to go visit some friends, but
we be over to our table in a few minutes.
I went back and told my wife that he may or may not be over after he
visits with some of his friends. Sure enough, after about 15 minutes,
this guy shows up and he asks my wife to dance. They dance several
fast songs, and then the music turned slow. They danced two slow songs
in a row, and then came back to the table, and my wife sat down, but
the black guy excused himself to the bathroom.
While he was gone, my
wife told me that the first song he rubbed around on her, but during
the second song he was pushing his cock into her, and she could tell
he was BIG. I asked her if she wanted to get a Black Dick Cumshots Mixed Race Dating Sites the stress competing with little black Sambo."
"Be nice! Jack seems alright for a black man. Just relax and remember
we're on vacation. Promise me I'll get a visit from Mr Big sometime this
trip and I can wait."
"I promise."
Ali climbed out of bed, nude and opened the curtains. Now lets hit the
beach. It's a beautiful day in paradise."
The young couple readied themselves and headed down to the luscious
white sand surrounding the beautiful clear water. Ali waited until
Mike's back was turned before pulling off her tee shirt and slipping out
of her sweat pants. It took a moment for him to turn around, he'd
spotted a topless, pretty, young girl sunning herself. When he turned
around he did a double take. "Holy crap!" His eyes wandered up and down
Ali's bikini clad body. She was wearing a blue string bikini which
covered less flesh then her lingerie had last night. She spun around for
him showing off her bare ass. "I see why you shaved down there."
"Yep," she replied smiling. "Now lets work on our tans and don't overdue
it. You remember our honeymoon."
"Yes, dear." Mike pulled off his shirt, his skin almost as white as the
sand. He burned easily and sunburn had ruined a day and a half of their
honeymoon.
They laid out in the sun for about a half hour before Jack showed up
carrying three pina coladas on a tray. "Ladies," he said smiling and
winking at Ali. She reached up for one and he angled the tray so that
she would take the one he'd just laced with Xcite. He hadn't brought a
lot with him and figured Mike's dose was enough to keep him limp a few
days, her he wanted to stay horny.
Mike looked at his watch to see how early it was, but took a drink. Jack
was wearing shorts and a tee shirt. He stepped before Ali and said, "So
how long you two been down here?" as he pulled off his shirt.
"Not even an hour," said Ali. Mike couldn't believe how built Jack was.
He was like a black Arnold Swartzenegger back when Arnold was still
competing. Mike couldn't understand how an inferior race like the black
one could have turned out something like Jack. He hoped Ali wasn't
staring at the black man's chest, but she said, "That's an interesting
necklace."
Jack leaned over her so that her face was close to his massive chest and
she could see his necklace better. "It's Mjolnir. It's a replica of an
actual viking necklace. It's the god Thor's hammer. I wear it because I
was into the comic as a kid and because my last name's Hammer."
"How interesting. Did you have a good time last night?"
"I had a great time. Made some friends and partied late. So late, I
think I'll take a nap." Jack dozed for a short time. When he woke up, he
said, "I'm bored. Who wants to go snorkeling?"
"I'd love too, but I'm not much of a swimmer and Mike hates the water."
"Nonsense, I'll keep you afloat. Care if I take Ali down to the water?"
"No, go ahead," said Mike. "Hey, do I look red to you?"
Jack looked down Mike's sunburnt body. "Nah man, you look fine. I'm
gonna run and get some masks."
Ali stood and looked down at Mike. "You better get out of the sun soon."
"I will in a few."
"Alright" said Jack coming back with the equipment. "Let's go see some
fish. You sure it's ok to leave little Mikey unsupervised?"
Ali laughed. "You a good swimmer?"
"I'm a great swimmer," said Jack putting his hand on Ali's bare back and
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went, and while she was in the bathroom, I told him to take his
clothes off down to his underwear and we would have her give him a
massage, all I wanted to do is watch, not participate. He stripped
down and was waiting for her when she came out. I asked her why she
doesn't she give him a massage, so she tells him to lay down on his
stomach and begins to rub his back and legs. She does this for about 5
minutes, and then she tells him to turn over. She started rubbing his
chest and every once in while she would let her hand stray just under
his underwear.
Finally she grabbed his underwear and pulled them down
and off, his was laying there butt naked, his cock was only semi-hard,
but it was huge, not so much long (although it was long too) but more
THICK than anything. She grabbed it and her hand would barely go all
of the way around it. As she started to stroke him, he kept getting
harder and harder until finally you could tell he was like a rock. My
cock was also hard as a rock, but in a scaled down size compared to
his, Black Tight Pussies Cuckold Post with us."
"Really?" He seemed to perk up. "I don't want to be a third wheel."
"Nonsense," she said as the plane started shaking again. The black man
put his hand back over hers comfortingly. Ali felt a shiver go down her
spine at his touch and realized her thighs were a little wet and clammy.
She was horny! Ali never wanted sex, but now she glanced over to her
sleeping husband and wished they'd hurry up and land so that the two
could get to their motel. Must be the booze, she thought smiling up at
Jack. The black man winked at her.
**************
Ali pushed her husband down on the bed and let one strap of her dress
fall down her shoulder seductively. She had changed into a light blue
sundress at the airport, both Mike and Jack whistling when she appeared.
Ali had long, straight brown hair and brown eyes. The dress hugged her
curves accenting her amazing figure. She had the thin figure of a girl
in her mid-teens, but large, perky C-cup breasts on her thin frame. Her
nose was slightly large, but it wasn't a flaw, it served to give her
face character.
"What's gotten into you?" asked Mike delighted to see his wife acting a
little aggressively, but not in the least bit horny himself.
"Some booze, a tropical paradise with the man I love, and hey, like Jack
said, we're on vacation." Ali smiled and let the other strap fall down.
She was comfortable with her body, but completely ego-free. She had no
idea how incredibly hot she looked at that moment.
The top of the dress fell down revealing her large chest clad in a
pretty blue bra from Hidden Closet. She wiggled her hips, pulling the
dress down until it fell around her ankles. Her panties were low cut and
equally pretty.
Ali straddled Mike's legs and started unbuttoning his shirt. Mike was a
very pale white compared to Ali's slightly darker complexion. He was
very skinny, his ribs sticking out around his sunken hairless chest just
above a slight paunch. He had no upperbody strength, his muscles when he
flexed only slightly larger then his wife's. He was also ass-less and
wore his belt tight to hold his pants up. Ali fumbled with the belt,
then with the buttons on his jeans, and finally with his zipper. She got
off him long enough to pull his jeans off, leaving him in just his tube
socks and white fruitees.
Ali reached behind her and unhooked her bra, freeing the perfect globes
Mike never tired of looking at. He was surprised to see her nipples were
rock hard, swollen and puffy. Mike got another surprise when she pulled
her panties off. "You shaved?"
"You'll see why tomorrow," she said, winking at him. Ali grabbed the rim
of her husband's underwear and pulled them off. Ali stared at his penis
in anticipation, but his genitalia had shrunken up into his scrotum. His
entire nut-sack was only the size of a golfball and his penis was as
large as her thumb. She took it between her thumb and forefinger,
pulling it to help stretch it out, but it just snapped back into his
scrotum not moving. She pulled again, but Mike's penis showed no signs
of hardening. Ali's smile left her face when she realized she wasn't
going to get laid that night and she was the horniest she'd ever been.
"What's wrong with Mr Big?" she asked, perturbed.
"Tired from the flight I guess," said Mike. He was a little worried
about it himself. It had never failed to get hard when Ali touched 
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out and then plunge back into her. After my wife had an orgasm, the
black guy said he was ready to cum.
He said his favorite position for
cumming was for the lady to be on top, so my wife climbed aboard again
and began fucking him on top. Usually after she cums, she is ready to
stop and tonight was no different, but since she had to get him off,
she kept on fucking. It must have started feeling good again, because
she started moving faster and riding him harder by pushing her hips
down on him hard. She was also teasing me again by leaning over and
fucking where I could see him go in and out.
We had done anal a few times, but it was never a big deal to us, nor
is it a big deal to us now, but at that time, I had to stick my cock
somewhere, so I got behind her and put it in her ass. It is hard to
believe we did a double with a cock the size of his, but she said it
didn't hurt because she was so turned on. It wasn't but a minute or
two after I got in her that I felt him tensing up and moaning that he
was cumming. Black Dick Deep Throat asking them to
have dinner with him. They met the big black man at the restaurant.
"Want something to drink?" asked Jack.
"Just two sodas," said Ali.
"The children's menu is on the back, Mikey," said Jack. They ordered
their meals and Mike shifted uncomfortably as his sunburnt skin rubbed
the back of the seat. "Should I get you I high chair, Mikey?"
"Jack," said Ali, "You're a nice guy and all, but I really don't
appreciate you talking to my husband like that."
"Sorry, it's just that next to me, he looks like a little boy."
"What do you mean?" she asked. Why wasn't Mike standing up for himself?
"It's ok, honey, I don't mind," said Mike. He didn't like the direction
this conversation was going and was grateful Ali let it drop.
The three hit the casino afterwards. Jack wandered off while the Boyers
played blackjack. The waitress came around taking drink orders and Ali
turned her down. "Why not, honey, I'm thirsty?" asked Mike.
"I want to have some fun tonight," she said putting her hand on Mike's
thigh, "and I'm worried the booze might be contributing to your little
problem."
"What problem?" said Jack coming up to them.
"I'll gladly help take care of any problems you might have."
"Thanks, but it's nothing," said Mike.
"Alright, but I'm there if you need me. Deal me in a hand." The dealer
dealt the cards and Ali stayed while Jack and Mike both took hits. Jack
had a seven and six. He laughed. "Hey Mikey, this black Jack has a
thirteen while you only have five. I'm standing."
"I don't get it," stated Ali.
"Wouldn't you rather have a thirteen then a five?" said Jack winking at
her.
"Sure," she shrugged. Jack could have a strange sense of humor
sometimes.
"I thought so," said Jack and all three people beat him.
"You can't win with a thirteen, Jack," said Ali.
"Sometimes, you can."
They played some more and Mike actually ended up winning some money
which put him in good spirits. "Lets call it a night, honey," he said.
"Hey, what's up for tomorrow?" asked Jack.
"We're spending it alone, but maybe we can meet you for drinks later?"
said Mike.
"Sorry Jack, he's got something special planned for tomorrow and won't
even tell me.
"Tomorrow night then."
Ali climbed in bed wanting to giggle at how stupid her husband looked.
He was lobster red, but his bare crotch was pale white. His penis didn't
look as shrunken as it had been. It was it's two inch norm, but it still
remained limp as a noodle when she reached out to fondle it.
"Sorry," Mike said, flinching. "I'm still too sensitive."
And Ali spent another restless night.
***************
Jack covered his face with the newspaper as the Boyers got off the
elevator. They were dressed for the beach, but instead of heading
towards the resort's beach, they hailed a taxi.
Jack got in the next taxi and followed them.
The taxi drove around the island into the French side. They pulled into
a parking area and got out. Jack had his cab park back away from them.
"Hey mon," asked the driver. "Why you following them?"
"I plan to fuck the hell out of that sexy brunette."
"She fine, mon. Good luck, give it to her good."
"I will," said Jack paying the driver. He hadn't dressed for the beach,
but it didn't matter at this beach. "Big mistake, Mikey," he said
looking at the clothing optional sign. "Big mistake."
..............To Be Continued....... 
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necessarily the case.
Anyway, after a brief conversation with her, I told her I would invite
him to our table, and whatever happens would happen, she wouldn't have
to do anything if she felt uncomfortable. I went up to him and said
hello, and told him that my wife wanted to dance with him if he
wouldn't mind. He told me OK and he had to go visit some friends, but
we be over to our table in a few minutes.
I went back and told my wife that he may or may not be over after he
visits with some of his friends. Sure enough, after about 15 minutes,
this guy shows up and he asks my wife to dance. They dance several
fast songs, and then the music turned slow. They danced two slow songs
in a row, and then came back to the table, and my wife sat down, but
the black guy excused himself to the bathroom.
While he was gone, my
wife told me that the first song he rubbed around on her, but during
the second song he was pushing his cock into her, and she could tell
he was BIG. I asked her if she wanted to get a Black Cock White Sluts down to the water.
"Then why don't you swim back to Africa," muttered Mike.
***************
Jack did a quick lap out to a little reef while Ali stood knee deep in
the water. The water was so clear, she could see little fish darting
away from her feet. Jack soon returned and stood, sunlight glistening
off his wet chest. "Your turn. Lay down in the water and I'll hold you."
Ali and he waded out a little deeper. She squatted, then fell forward,
but Jack steadied her. One of his big black hands slid across her breast
to rest on her chest and the other cupped her bare ass. She almost
wished she hadn't worn such a small bikini, but he only kept it there
long enough to steady her before moving it under her legs. He was now
holding her up as she swam face down in the water.
"This is absolutely fantastic," she thought as the underwater world
opened up before her eyes. Three yellow fish with blue stripes swam away
from them and nearby was a red fish hiding in a brown piece of coral.
She would of been nervous, but she felt perfectly safe held by Jack's
protective arms. He led her as close to the reef as he could and she saw
a baby manta ray scoot out from a chunk of coral.
Jack moved his hands for the return trip. He moved one hand to her belly
and turned her around. Then, his other hand grabed her wrist, then both
hands were holding her wrists. She felt free being pulled by him, like
she was flying, but it wasn't such a good position for seeing fish. All
she could see was his shorts as he walked backwards. The black man's
crotch scared her. At first, she feared an eel must of crawled up his
pant leg. A big, thick serpentine shaft was flopping around under the
loose material. It can't be his penis! If it is, it must be gigantic!
Ali could make out the long outline of a shaft and a plump crown. Then,
she almost laughed, realizing an air bubble must of tented out his
shorts as he pulled her up out of the water. "See anything interesting?"
he
asked.
Ali stood and pulled the mask off. "Thank you," she cried hugging him.
"Thank you. It was amazing, wonderful down there." Jack hugged her
tightly and Ali felt her hard nipples pressing a little painfully into
his chest. She pulled back and he released her. Ali was very aware that
her whole body was wet, but the wetness between her legs was noticibly
warmer. She was hornier now then ever. She prayed Mike would be up for
some action as they headed up the beach. She was aware that even now out
of the water, Jack had an amazingly large bulge tenting out his shorts
and she was also aware Mike looked like a cooked lobster. "Oh, honey,"
she moaned.
***************
Mike shook violently from the chills as they tried to enjoy dinner. He
looked foolish with a red face and bright white rings around his eyes
from his sunglasses. "Can we call it a night?"
"Come on honey, lets get some drinks first."
"Oh, ok," he said shaking again.
Jack was at the tiki bar wearing his straw hat and an unbuttoned
Hawaiian shirt. "Yo yo what's up," he yelled, saying to the bartender,
"two more drinks for my favorite couple." He slapped Mike on the back
and Mike yelped in pain. "Oops sorry, buddy. How you makin out?"
"Miserable." Mike bent and shivered uncontrollably again. "Lets go
honey."
"Can I stay and finish my drink?"
"Sure."
"I'll get you to our room and I will be right back