I moved to get out of the water. “If we are still her next year I will wash it for you.”
I know he was turned on seeing my body and to some extent I was also. I truthfully say that at that time I had not had any real sexual thoughts about Charlie. I can’t say the same about Marcus. If I was back home I would not even give a black man a second glance, but we were not back home. It had been days since I had sex with mike and I missed not having it. Even though Mike was my one and only I still liked to feel him inside me. I just knew that I was going to see what going black felt like.
I was pulling on my bikini top and bottoms while he was still in the water. “You ready to go?”
“Just minute.”
I realized then what his problem was. He was hard and he was embarrassed. “Oh come on out, I’ve see hard cocks before. I’ll even dry it for you.” That got him out of the water and in front of me. He was big and hard, bigger than his father. I dropped the towel across his hard cock. “There now it’s dry.” I walked off down the trail. I looked back. “Are you coming?” If I had not looked back I would have seen Marcus slipping back down the trail from where he had been watching us. He knew that he was going to fuck her.
The next couple of day were pretty much the same. Charlie and I fooled around at the pool, but I still refused to wash his front. He still got hard each time.
Charlie was getting bored just setting around and decided that he was going to explore the island. The next morning he headed north because it was flat. The south had small mountains that way. He wanted to see just how wide the island was. After breakfast he set out. “I may not be back until late. Don’t worry about me.” I went back in the tent to get in the shade and take a nap.
I must have been dreaming about sex as I could feel wet lips on my tits and a hand stroking down my legs. All at once the lips left my tits and I felt hands lifting my hips and my suit sliding down. I raised my hips for the suit to slid off. It was then I felt a warm licking between my legs. This was to real to be a dream. I woke to see Marcus licking my clit and fingering my pussy. I jumped, “Marcus what are you doing?”
“Getting you ready to fuck.”
“I can’t do that I’m married.”
“You sure of that? Charlie told me about your husband. You know you want this as much as I do. You have ever since you got on my boat. ”
I knew he was right and I wasn’t putting up much resistance. I could feel the wetness between my legs and the tingle in my stomach was the same as when I wanted Mike. Only this wasn’t Mike. This was a Ugly black man with a beautiful body and a hard cock that I wanted right now. MY hand moved down and pulled him forward. “You think it will fit?”
“Like a glove.” And he proceeded to trying it on for size.
I had heard how big black men cocks were suppose to be but Marcus wasn’t much different from Charlie. He more than enough and he knew how to use it all. There wasn’t much more foreplay before he moved over me and I opened for him. I watched as his black cock touched my white pussy. This was the most erotic thing I had ever seen. I wanted him to fuck me but I wanted to watch as he entered me. That big black cock pushed my pink cunt lips apart as he drove deeper until he was in me. My legs came up as if on their own to wrapped around his hard body. My heels pulled him deeper until his balls were resting against my naked ass. He stopped and looked down at our joined bodies. “My first white pussy.”