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Naughty Adventures in Paradise

The cove is perfectly calm this morning. We're just a little ways out from the shore on the island of Tortola, one of the British Virgin Islands. We can see the kids and the nanny at the edge of the water playing in the surf as we snorkel around the reef. We brought Tara, the nanny, along just so the two of us can actually have time alone together, exactly like this. The extra salty seawater makes it effortless to float on top of the almost perfectly clear, calm water in the cove. We stopped swimming to look at something on the reef but got distracted and began to caress one another. I really love playing with her breasts and stopped. In order to get better access to what I'm really interested in right now. I untied the corner knot of her bikini bottom. She's interested in the same thing and pulls the drawstring and yanks down my trunks. I'm diddling with her and she has her hand wrapped around my cock, stroking it. It didn't take very long before we're both naked since we were horny as hell all morning.

We're floating face to face in an almost vertical position so just the tops of our heads are barely touching the surface. By pushing our snorkels up to the front of the masks, we can keep our air inlet above the top of the water so not too much water gets inhaled. That's when we realize that we can actually fuck while we bob along with the gentle swell! Hey now! This is abso-fucking-lutly fantastic! It is almost like screwing in zero gravity except surrounded by the warm ocean instead of being in orbit!!

With nothing to push against, the only way we can stay clamped together is with her legs encircling me as I thrust while holding her legs and ass with my arms. Time and the rest of the whole damn universe just sort of recede and then completely disappeared for both of us. We are just so totally focused on one another and what we're doing out in the water. After who knows how long, I start to feel that familiar tightening of her pubococcygeus (PC) muscle. She begins to cum as I'm fucking her as hard as I can now (while trying not to drown by getting too much water down my snorkel). After what seems like an eternity, weâ??re breathless, lightheaded but satiated. We continue to drift along, pushed by the current, holding one other in the after glow of the great sex (and partial asphyxiation.... Of course by the time we recover we're getting blown out to sea, past the curve of the island, and headed for Cuba! j/k ;-)

We were naked floating around the reef. I had taken a moment to hook my trunks to the ankle strap of my fins but my spouse had let her bikini bottom just float away. (Her top was tied around her neck still) We tried to find the her bottom piece but it either sank to the bottom or it floated off somewhere. So we headed back to our spot on the beach we left our towels, the kids and Tara. The kids weren't around but Tara was still there sunning on the beach. I put my trunks back on but since the kids weren't there my exhibitionist wife came out of the shore break with nothing on. So Tara and my wife stayed down on the beach as I headed up to the house where the kids were. I heard about what happens next when the two women come back up to the house.

Technically, it wasn't a nude beach but the only other people we're all the way down the other end of the sand by the hotel and bar. So Tara had her bikini off as soon as I left. Tara and my wife had a little competition going - they both loved male attention. Tara was a supercute young DeadHead, 24, stone cold gorgeous with long blond hair and this incredibly nice little body. Tara was a major prick tease - and only had sex with guys she was "in love with". My wife was 14 yrs older than Tara but had D size tits, great legs, nice ass, and unlike Tara, my wife would fuck anyone she found attractive.

It wasn't long before these two Rasta surfer dudes spot the two naked chicks and came right over to check them out up close. My exhibitionist wife loves black guys. (Yeah, bet you know why) and stood up to flirt with the two Rastas. They see my wife's shaved pussy and check her out real carefully. Now Tara was not comfortable being nude in front of these Rasta guys, so she just lies there on her stomach. My wife tells me how one guy was very enamored with Tara. She sez you could tell because he just stared at her naked ass and played pocket pool. With "a real large pool cue...â?? my wife said. If Tara had not been there, I'm sure my wicked wife would of offered to help line up the shot for the guy and polished his cue balls. Tara sees the Rasta who was playing with his trouser snake. She wanted to get up and leave but didn't want to stand up naked and let them see her stuff. Finally the two surf Rastas left but only after both women promised to be at the party on Sat. nite at Bombaâ??s Shack.

The two women dressed, walked back to the house, and filled me in on what went down. Tara tells me how the guy playing with his â??weenerâ?? freaked her out. My wife tells Tara that she should have helped the guy out. My wife sez she would have gone down on the other guy. I laugh and tease my wife about being a "chicken hawk" for lusting after these young Rasta surfers. My wife saying she wanted to blow the guy makes Tara do a double take. Tara thinks my wife was just kidding. Tara doesn't know my wife has a major thing for big black dick.

OK, roll forward to Saturday nite....

The three of us went to Bomba's but we had to go in shifts because of the kids. It was all locals except for us and several surfers from Southern Cal. They were staying at the hotel by the beach there. (Oh geez you should of seen these beautiful, twin sisters, surfer girls from Santa Barbara. I fell so in lust with those two babes! ) Had a great time even though Bomba didn't make any of his famous magic mushroom tea that nite. He said that was only served when there was a full moon.

The two surf Rastas were there of course. The talkative one told Tara that he fell in love with her the second they met and made a pest of himself all night long. Tara thought he was very handsome but the poor Rasta didn't have many teeth. He lost them surfing on the reef. No false teeth either. That silly Tara could not see the true man behind the toothless grin. So the surf Rasta didn't get into Tara's drawers as he had hoped. The surf Rasta then tried the same line on my wife who wasn't interested in what he had to say, only what was in his pants!!

My wife told Tara she was "going for a walk" with the goodlooking Rasta. Yeah, but they didn't walk very far. As soon as the crowd was out of sight, my wife stops and pulled his swinshorts down and gasped when saw this guy's cock. She said it was half way down his thigh when it was still flacid. Without a word, she took hold of the guy and started to get him hard with her hands and mouth. As you may have guessed, my wife has done this once or twice before this trip to Tortola. She just could not believe how big this surfer's cock was. She claimed it was at least 12 inches long and wasn't even fully erect. She tells the guy that she want to go up to the house so that her husband can watch her suck him. He's freaking out at this demand, but if he doesnâ??t go along with this crazy white chick, he ainâ??t gonna get his black knob polished. So he reluctantly goes along with my wife and her unusual request.

The two of them trudge up the hill to our rental. The kids are both asleep and I'm pretty stoned from the party at Bomba's. I hear them walk up the driveway, the two of them are laughing, why am I not surprised that she has some guy in tow. They reach the front porch area where I'm sitting in the dark. The two sit down on the sofa, with my wife in the middle. We're drinking more of that $2-a-bottle rum. My wife just can't wait any longer. Without so much as a word, my wife's clothes are off. She snaps his cock out to show me how big the SOB is. She takes a deep breath like she's gonna dive into the ocean and down she goes. She takes his semi-hard member with both hands wrapped around it, and she starts giving him this incredible blowjob. My hurricane of a spouse is a slutty force of nature. She is sucking the guy like a Hoover but the dudeâ??s really worried about getting his cock sucked as the women's husband watches. I am hard just from watching the two of them. So I get behind my wife's ass, grab her by the hips and plunge my short sword into her dripping pussy.

I'm doing what our ancestors have done for thousands of generations. I'm fucking a nice soft, pussy, looking out across the ocean listening to the drums pounding on the down at Bomba's. My wife wants us to change positions. I can see why as she starts removing that cock from her throat. It's coming out inch-by-inch but you expect the head to pop out of her mouth sometime soon. After what seems like 30 seconds, the head of this giant dick is released. The size of this guy's member was just unreal. I'm wondering where that puppy was hiding in my wife. My wife turns and faces me. She's squealing in anticipation of getting fucked by that giant black cock. She pushes me down on the sofa. She can't wait to get started. She can't wait for her pussy to get filled up by that big black dick.

So just how big was that Rasta dick? That dick was so big that it has its own zip code. That dick was so big that there's one time zone difference between the balls and the head. That dick was so big that birds try to nest on it. That dick was so big that it needs FAA clearence to go fully erect. That dick was so big that Steven Hawkin's writes about it. That dick was so big that it needs training wheels. That dick was so big ya gotta use tugboats to get that monster docked.

My wife was bent over the arm of the overstuffed sofa, waving her ass at the Rasta. He sees that pussy and I expected him to just place his dick at the lips and begin. Nope, he needs a running start. No, Iâ??m not kidding! Visualize how a pole valter runs and plants his pole before the jump. Yeah, that's the idea. I certainly can't complain. I got a great seat to watch "The Giant Insertion". Especially since I'm getting a blowjob while its all happening. He nails her pussy wiith the head in just the right place. He's still getting closer to my wife but he's nowhere near the hilt. My wife is screaming with ecstasy as he continues his efforts. He doesn't dare slow down I guess. Lose too much momentum, needs all that kinetic energy. Good thing sheâ??s laying on the arm of the sofa, braced against my cock.

He made it. He's finally there. He's getting into a position so he can drive. And he thrusts. That dick is so big its starts up slow, like a steam-powered train. Next stroke is faster. Third stroke now. Ya just can't help but be impressed. My wife loves it. I can tell by how good she sucks me. Her usual noises are muffled. Hardly a sound cuz my cock is all the way down her throat. Her head bobs up as he pulls back, my cock goes down her throat when he pushes that dick back in. I'm having one of the most awesome BJ's ever. The Rasta is grinning from ear to ear. The wife is gone; totally blitzed out in sexual ecstasy. The three of us are gonna do this for a century, maybe a millennium. The wife has cum so many times now; she's just riding his dick back to the beach.

The Rasta quits grinning. He's starts saying "Oh, Mon. Oh, Mon. Oh, Mon.". You can feel it begin. Feel the tremblers in your feet. See the vibrations in your rum. He yells out "I and I are cummming, mon." Heâ??s slamming his dick into her as hard as he can. I canâ??t hold back. I start cumming down my wifeâ??s throat; heâ??s filling her pussy up with Rasta-jiz. He pulls it out and my wife reaches back and grabs it, pulls the Beast towards her twat. She wants more dick!! She keeps sucking my cock and after awhile Iâ??m getting hard again. He puts that still hard copulatory engine against her ass. He looks at me and I say, â??Go for it, mon!â?? Geez, I wish you could have seen the look in her eyes as he starts driving that oversized behemoth into her tight little asshole

After a minute or so, Iâ??m pinching her tits really hard and tugging on her nipple rings. The guy isnâ??t gonna quit. Iâ??ve pinned her down to the sofa so she she canâ??t resist his giant cock plundering her ass. The Rastas eyes rolled back in his head and he starts cumming in her again. My cock muffles her screams. Sheâ??s cumming so hard now. Iâ??m not able to cum but donâ??t really mind after the great blowjob I had before. My wife is dripping cum from her well-used twat and ass. Our Rasta surfer looks like heâ??s passed out drunk now. I looked over towards the front of the rental and I see Tara standing there, staring at us from the front door of house. She darts back into the house. She may have been there for some time. My wife and I get up and leave our Rasta fuck buddy sleeping on the sofa. We go into the house. We are hoping that Tara takes advantage of the poor Rasta dude, but she doesnâ??t. Silly girl.

Funny how you remember the details of an event like that time in Tortola even though so much time has gone by, huh?!