Black Is Beautiful

from kwen55
Description: Wendy's husband forgets their anniversary. He offers her a vacation to a resort. She books herself into a clothing-optional resort where her fantasies come true.
Chapter 1
I looked across the breakfast table with distaste to where Kenneth, my husband, was stuffing his face while reading the Wall Street Journal. “I don’t think he remembers that this is our first wedding anniversary,” I mused.
Kenneth’s phone chimed, indicating an incoming text message, and I looked up as he read the text. “Damn! Wendy, I have a problem. I have to go away. An emergency has cropped up, and I must go immediately before the emergency becomes a disaster.”
“What about our wedding anniversary?” I asked.
“Oh! I forgot. I’ll make it up to you when I get back.”
“How long will you be gone?”
“Probably a week. It could be ten days. I have an idea. Why don’t you and your friend Joan take a mini vacation, go somewhere warm, and enjoy some sun and ocean. I will make all the arrangements for you. Would you like that?”
“Yes, I would. However, don’t think that will earn your forgiveness for missing our anniversary. So far as arrangements leave those to me, I’ll make them.”
As soon as Kenneth left, I was browsing the web for a singles resort I had once read about. The place was in Jamaica, and I found it very intriguing. Singles only, clothing optional, and situated right on the beach it sounded like the place for me. Visions of young muscular Jamaican males danced in my mind as I researched the site.
I was bored with Kenneth, and since I married him a year ago, I realized my mistake. I now realized he had married me to have a trophy wife he could drag around to events and conferences. I had married him to have financial security.
However, my secret fantasies all revolved around young muscular black males. I’d had a few discrete affairs and found them much more satisfying than affairs I’d had with white males.
Within hours of his departure, I booked my trip for a ten-day getaway at that resort.
The next day I landed at Sangster International Airport in Montego Bay. The resort had told me it would provide ground transportation to its location in Negril. I was delighted with the heat and the warm breeze as I entered the reception area. I looked around and saw an elderly Jamaican man holding a sign with the name of the resort, and I strolled over to him.
His smile as he saw me made my pussy tingle. He eyed me from the tip of my sandals to my face and asked, “And who might you be, pretty lady?”
I gave him my name, and he checked it off on a clipboard. “Wendy, I’m Clarence, I’ll be your chauffeur, and we’ll be on our way as soon as the other couple who should have been on your plane gets here. You traveling alone?”
“Yes, I am.”
“Don’t fret. A pretty lady like you won’t be alone for long,” he said, undressing me with his eyes again.
I blushed when his eyes focused on my wedding ring as he smiled at me. I was sure that he realized why I was here alone.
“Your husband must be an idiot to let you travel here alone. It’s a pity that I am getting too old. In the past, I would have found a way to be your tour guide for your whole stay.”
I got on my toes and gave him a hug. “Clarence, maybe we can find some moments when you and I could share some quality time.”
He gave my butt a squeeze and said, “Wendy, I would look forward to that. However, I am sure you will find some handsome young stud you would prefer to be with. Oh, look, I think those two walking towards us are my remaining passengers.”

I turned to see a couple walking towards us with a smile. While they were getting acquainted with Clarence, I excused myself, hurried to the ladies’ room, took care of nature’s needs, and removed the thong I had been wearing.
When I got back, Clarence escorted us to an SUV and installed the other couple in the back seat. He suggested I sit in front with him. As I climbed into the front seat with his help, I discretely rewarded him with a view of my thighs and handed him my used wadded-up thong.
He took the thong, and as he went around the vehicle to get on his side, I saw him bring the skimpy fabric to his nose and smell my aroma which brought a big smile to his face.

He climbed behind the steering wheel, and as he drove off, he turned his face towards me and mouthed, ‘thank you.’ The drive took approximately seventy minutes along the coast road. Our fellow passengers were totally involved with each other. The giggling and moans from the back seat indicated they were not losing a minute before starting their fun and games.

Clarence kept looking at me from the corner of his eye, so I decided to start having fun early. I discretely unbuttoned the two top buttons of my blouse, which gave him a view of my tits, and tweaked my nipples until they were stiff and stood out. Squirming on my seat made my mini slide up my thighs, and turning sideways gave Clarence a view of my waxed pussy.

He grinned at me and lowered the zipper of his pants, and pulled out his cock. Eight inches of man meat were exposed to my lustful eyes, and I could not resist leaning over and wrapping my hand around his shaft.

He moaned and reluctantly removed my hand as he approached a service station. “Pit stop,” he announced. “I need to visit the facilities and get some gas. Do you folks need to visit the facilities?” he asked.

“We’re fine,” our fellow passengers announced.

“How about you, Wendy?”

“Sure. I’ll take the opportunity to go now.”

Clarence and I walked to the facilities which were behind the building. When we got to the men’s room, Clarence pulled me in and locked the door behind us. He reached for me, took me into his arms, and grabbed my butt under my mini. He caressed my butt cheeks before sliding his hand to toy with my pussy. His fingers parted my cunt lips and probed deep into my core. Then, withdrawing his fingers, he had sit on the counter and spread my legs.

I felt his cock between my thighs; however, the angle was wrong. He wrapped his arms around my thighs and lifted me off the ground as he thrust his hips forward, impaling me on his stiff shaft. I was in heaven with his black cock pulsing in my dripping cunt as his fingers toyed with my clit.

I struggled not to scream with pleasure as he thrust into me deep and fast. My juices were flowing, and the throbbing of his shaft deliciously filling my core drove me closer and closer to my climax.

“Wendy, I’m close to cumming. Where do you want mu cum?”

“Fill me up, Clarence, hose my filthy cunt with your seed.”

I felt his cock erupt in me, hosing my inner walls with stream after stream of hot cum and making me shudder and shake in my orgasm. We remained joined together for a few minutes while we both recovered. When Clarence finally pulled his cock out, I felt our juices flowing out of my now happy cunt.

He lowered me to the ground and, taking some moistened paper towels, wiped my pussy and thighs clean.

“Wendy, you are fantastic. I’m sure you will make some men very happy at the resort.”

“Clarence, you’re no slouch yourself, and maybe we’ll have an opportunity to repeat this experience under more leisurely circumstances before I leave.”

“I’d really like that.”

We got out and got back into the SUV. Our traveling companions were oblivious to anything not taking place in the back seat.”

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When we got to the resort, the young lady at the desk told me that my reserved suite would be unavailable due to some plumbing problems. However, they had upgraded me to a bungalow on the beach and asked if that would be all right.

“Does a bear shit in the woods,” I asked with a smile.

Once the signing-in formalities were over, she called a bell boy to carry my suitcase and escort me to my room.

I followed the young lad down a flagstone path that wound its way towards the beach through hibiscus hedges which gave off a wonderful smell mixed with the tang of the ocean breeze. It was delightful.

Seeing the bellboy’s tight ass and broad shoulders sparked a delightful feeling in my pussy. I was grateful that Clarence had taken the edge off my needs for the moment.

He led me to a beautiful bungalow scarcely fifty feet from the water’s edge. The bungalow’s interior consisted of a bedroom and a small sitting room with patio doors leading to a deck with a Jacuzzi. The area was surrounded by a hedge of hibiscuses, ensuring privacy. After tipping the young lad, I stripped naked and walked into the bathroom. All the latest amenities, including a bidet, were there, to my delight.

After a long shower to wash the trip off me, I rummaged in my suitcase to find my bikini. Pulling it out, I put it on and looked at myself in the mirror. I surveyed my long legs, nicely rounded tits, and tight ass, thinking, “Not bad for an old broad.” I’d turned fifty last month and was proud of my body and appearance.

The bikini contained less material than you would find in a small handkerchief. Two small triangles covered my nipples, and another small triangle covered my pussy, the whole was held together by strings. Turning to look at the back view, my ass was fully revealed as only a string parted my ass cheeks.

This was a clothing-optional resort, but I always thought a bit of covering was more seductive than full nudity. So I picked up a bottle of sun tan lotion and a towel, walked out, and went to the beach.

I saw some young men playing volleyball and set up my towel on a lounge chair where I could see them and where they could also see me. I lay down and reveled in the feel of the sun on my skin. While lathering my body in sunscreen, I decided to hell with it, removed the covering off the girls, and coated them. Tan lines would be kept to a minimum.

I noticed the young Jamaican volleyball players were eying me, which made me smile. Clarence had been fun, but I wanted some young muscular black cock. Soon.

I lay back and watched as they resumed their game. Their athletic bodies as they jumped and dived after the ball had my mind churning at the possibilities. I soon realized they were not guests at the resort but hotel staff. When one of them put his t-shirt back on at the end of the game, I saw that it indicated he was the lifeguard.

I drooled at thinking of that young muscular body and imagined him taking me. I would have to find a way to ensnare him in my trap. I figured I would go and cool off from the sun’s rays by swimming and then figuring out how to start a conversation with him.

I admired his muscular legs and slim body as the group walked away from the volleyball area. He smiled as they passed my chair and took in my tits. Then, a broad smile and glistening white teeth flashed at me as he said, “Good day, ma’am.”

Feeling my pussy tingle, I got up and walked to the water’s edge. I realized it was transparent as I could see the sand below my feet. Swimming out, I paused every few yards to admire the fish swimming below me. I must have been about thirty yards out when I felt my leg cramp up. The pain was excruciating as I struggled to try to alleviate the cramp. I tried to touch the bottom, but it was too deep. So I tried to relax on my back; however, the cramp would not go away.

A deep voice behind me asked if I needed help. There he was, a few yards away, swimming towards me. My lifeguard who would be my savior. This was not the conversation starter I had envisaged, but it would work.

“Yes, I have a cramp, and it’s killing me.”

“Don’t worry, ma’am, I’ll get you safely back to shore.”

“Thanks. My name is Wendy, by the way.”

“I’m Devon, Wendy. Pleased to meet you despite the circumstances. Now relax, and let me tow you back to where we can get out.”

His arm came around my chest, and he side stroked with my weight across his back and side. Then, in a few powerful strokes, he was back into shallower water and stood. He scooped me up in his arms and carried me back to shore.

“Feeling better?” he asked.

“No, the cramp is still painful.”

“Where is your room? I’ll take you there.”

“I’m in bungalow three, but I’m too heavy to have you carry me all the way.”

“Nonsense. You are as light as a feather.”

As he carried me, he was eying my tits. I had forgotten that they were exposed. He saw that I was looking at him ogling them, tried to avert his eyes, and blushed.

“Devon, any man who saves me is entitled to look. Feast your eyes.”

“Wendy, they are magnificent.”

“Thank you, young man. I am deeply honored that a young stud like you finds this old bag of bones pleasing to his eye.”

We arrived at the bungalow, and he lay me on the bed. “Wendy, would you like me to work on that cramp for you?”

“How would you do that?”

“Well, I think I could massage it till the tension was released.”

“Go for it.”

He went to the bathroom and returned with a bottle of skin lotion. “OK. Turnover on your belly and relax. Let Devon work his magic.”

I lay my head across my crossed arms as he kneaded my calf muscle. He obviously knew what he was doing because my cramp disappeared in just a minute.

“I think you’ve done it, Devon.”

“Don’t move the treatment is not finished.’

I felt lotion spread over the length of my leg, and instead of kneading, he was now giving me a light massage from my foot and then running up the length of my leg. Then, he started to drive me crazy when his fingers began to run along my inner thigh, lightly feathering the tender tissues and running almost to my pussy but stopping short of touching home base.

He moved from my leg to massaging my ass. He kneaded and caressed each cheek as I felt my pussy starting to juice up. Finally, I took my arm out from under my head and reached back, and slid it up the leg of his board shorts to grab his cock. He gasped as my hand unsuccessfully tried to circle his shaft.

“Wendy, don’t move. Stay there, and let me make you feel good.”

“But, Devon, I want to see and feel your cock.”

“You will, but first, I want to make you feel good.”

“Mmmm! Go right ahead. I can hardly wait.”

His hands got busy untying the string of my bikini, and he pulled it out from between my asscheeks. His fingers reached under me to explore my dripping cunt. I raised myself to my knees to give him easier access to my pussy. I felt absolutely depraved as I exposed myself to him with my knees spread and my ass up in the air.

Looking back, I saw that he had removed his board shorts, and his cock dangled down under a pair of massive balls. I drooled at the prospect of taking that enormous cock and sucking on it. However, I expected him to start fucking me on the spot. Instead, much to my surprise, he continued the massage directing his attention to my pussy which was now fully accessible to his strong fingers. It was a thrilling experience to give my body to him so thoroughly.

Just when I thought it could not get better, I felt him shift on the bed as his tongue started licking between my pussy lips and running a track through my ass crack and back to my pussy repeatedly. Then, his fingers parted my pussy lips, and he began tongue fucking me, which drove me over the edge. I felt my cunt clench and my toes curl as I thrust my ass back toward his mouth. The orgasm I experienced was delicious and caused me to fall to my side in a fetal position.

“I think you enjoyed that,” he said with a grin. His face was coated with my pussy juice.

“Come here, lover boy, I need to kiss you.”

He reached for the sheet to wipe his face, but I pulled him to me and licked his face clean. Then, pulling his face to mine, I parted his lips with my tongue, and we kissed while he toyed with my aching nipples. Finally, I took his cock in my hand and stroked him as he leaked pre cum all over my hand.

I could sense that he was about to explode and did not want all of his beautiful seed wasted. I pushed him so he was flat on his back in order to straddle his body. I lowered myself over his cock, parted my pussy lips, and fed him into my hot clasping cunt. He filled me up as I had never been filled before. I felt every vein, every ridge of his cock as I rode him with wild abandon.

His cock pulsed in me as we drove ourselves closer and closer to an inevitable climax. Finally, when he reached up with his hands and played with my tits, I could no longer hold back and my juices coated his cock as I succumbed to a delicious orgasm.

I bounced faster on his cock going from one orgasm to another till I felt his hips arch up to thrust even deeper into me as he shot his creamy cum deep against my cervix. I felt shot after shot of his cum bathing my cunt, and ended with a final massive orgasm.

Rolling off his body, I cuddled him against me while we regained our power of speech and breath.

“Wendy, you are amazing. I’m no virgin, and I can tell you that was the best fuck of my life.”

“You were no slouch yourself, Devon. I have known many men over the years. You are one of the best lovers I’ve ever had.”

“Would you like a repeat performance?”

“Damn right, I would.”

“Why don’t you join me for supper, and we’ll see where that can lead us.”

“I’d love to.”

“OK, why don’t you nap, and I’ll pick you up around seven o’clock.”

“I’ll be here waiting with bated breath, lover. What’s the dress code for supper?”

“Whatever you desire, but no naked bottoms. However, no panties are required,” he said with a smirk.

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Chapter 2

I was woken from my nap by someone rapping on the door. It took me a few seconds to orient myself and sort my mind out as to where I was.

“Who’s there?” I asked.

“Maid service, ma’am. Here to turn down the bed and see if you need anything.”

“Give me a second.”

I scrambled out of bed, threw on a nighty, and yelled, “Please come in,” as I went to the bathroom.

As I attended to the needs of nature, I smiled as I thought of all that I had experienced today and what might still be in store for me tonight.

I returned to the bedroom, and a young woman wearing skin-tight shorts was bent over the bed, tucking a new set of sheets. She straightened out, and my jaw dropped. I was looking at a female version of Devon.

She smiled at me and said, “I’m Danica. I’ll be your chambermaid during your stay. If there’s anything I can do for you, anything, just let me know.”

The innuendo in that ‘anything’ was obvious. I am not bi, nor am I into women. However, if I was, this tender slip of a girl would be interesting.

She ogled my body under my sheer nighty and licked her lips suggestively.

“Danica, you flatter this old woman; however, I’m as straight as it gets.”

“Too bad,” she said with a wistful smile. “However, if you change your mind, let me know.”

“You know, Danica, you remind me of someone who also works at the resort.”

“She giggled, “Oh, you mean Devon? He’s my twin brother. So now I see why he was raving about his new conquest earlier.”

I blushed furiously. “He told you about us?”

“He raved about this hot chick he had had an encounter with earlier. However, as usual, he was discrete and did not reveal your identity. I understand that you are having supper with him?

“True. By the way, what time is it?”

“Six-Thirty.”

“I’d better rush. He’s picking me up at seven-thirty. Before I rush off, may I ask you a personal question?”

“Sure.”

“Do you also get involved with the guests?”

“Sure do. I have a hot date for supper with a couple. He has a yummy cock which I’m dying to feel in me, and she wants me to be their cupcake for tonight and will be fluffing me. Delicious. Well, I’ll run along now. See you at supper.”

“Hey, wait a minute before you go; what’s a cupcake, and what is fluffing?”

“A cupcake, Wendy, is a woman a wife offers to her husband to make love to. The wife is called a cuckquean, the female equivalent of a cuckold. The wife does the fluffing to help her husband and the cupcake have a better sexual experience.”

“Interesting ... Well, enjoy your night.”

“Thank you, I will, and you enjoy yours.”

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When Danica was out the door, I rushed to the shower to shampoo my hair and wash. I also touched up my girly parts and my legs with my razor to ensure that no vestige of hair would hinder my anticipated pleasure.

Standing before my meager collection of clothes, I pondered what to wear, finally deciding on a white silk blouse and my black mini-skirt. No panties, hose, or bra required, I decided. All my short hair required was a couple of brush strokes to restore it to tidiness.

I looked at myself in the mirror and was pleased with the look. My nipples were on display for all to admire. However, I would have to be careful of how I walked and sat to avoid my ass or pussy being on show for one and all.

A touch of lipstick, blood red, of course, and a spritz of Kurkdjian Baccarat eau de perfume in strategic locations completed my preparations.

As I donned my Gucci block heel sandals, there was a knock at the door. I rushed to open it, and Devon greeted my appearance with an a****l growl before taking me in his arms and kissing me.

“Easy on the makeup, stud. You’ll have plenty of time to mess it up when we get back after supper.”

“Wendy, you look good enough to eat,” he said as he ran his hand under my mini to caress my bare ass.

I giggled, “I had planned on being your desert.”

“Sounds scrumptious. I’ll look forward to that. Let’s go. We don’t want to be late.”

As we strolled arm in arm up the path toward the main building, I realized how nice it would be to not be married to my husband. To be as accessible as I felt now and to let my sexuality loose. It was not just the boy toy escorting me who I was enraptured with, but the ability to truly let myself be who I wanted to be.

“Devon, what is that beautiful aroma? I asked.

“It’s your flower, Wendy.”

“My flower?”

“It’s called Lady of the Night. It exudes its perfume after dark.”

I giggled, “Are you going to make me exude my perfume also?”

“You can bet on it. I plan to make you experience the night of your life.”

“Ooh, that sounds delightfully naughty.”

We arrived at the dining area, and Devon led me to a semicircular booth. I sat down, displaying a lot of thigh as I slid in. Devon gave a soft growl at the display I offered him. “Wendy, you have magnificent legs to go along with many other magnificent features,” he said as he ogled my nipples, which seemed ready to poke a hole in my blouse.

“Can you excuse me for a minute? I’ll be right back.”

“Sure. Hurry back.”

I sat and listened to the sound of the band playing Bob Marley’s ‘Stir It Up,’ I smiled at how appropriate that title was then. Looking around, I noticed my fellow diners. My see-through blouse was tame in comparison to what some of the women were wearing. Tits and cleavage were rampant and obviously enjoyed by their male companions. The white tablecloths hid what was happening lower down.

Danica was sitting two tables away with a man and a woman on either side of her. The female was enthusiastically fondling her tit and kissing her. When they came up for air, Danica noticed me and smiled and mouthed, ‘have fun.’

“You too,” I mouthed back.

Devon reappeared with another young Jamaican male. “Wendy, this is my cousin Tyron. Would it meet your approval if he joined us for supper?”

Standing before me was a Jamaican Apollo extending his hand to me. I opened my hand, and he enveloped it in his massive hand. This guy exuded power and sexuality, and I felt my nether parts suddenly get even wetter than they had been.

“Why not,” I answered. “The more, the merrier,” I replied with visions of these two teens ravaging my body all night.

Devon sat on my right while Tyron slid into my left. It seemed that I would be the meat in the sandwich later.

“Tyron, what do you do around the resort?”

“I help my dad run the joint when I’m here,” he said. “During the school year, I go to UCLA.”

“How nice. We are almost neighbors then. I live out on the West Coast.”

“Really! Maybe we could meet up out there. Devon will be joining me as a freshman this year.”

I felt my pussy tingle at the thought that I might continue to enjoy Jamaica back home.

I looked up, and a man was standing in front of us.

Tyron said, “Oh, hi, Dad. May I introduce you to Wendy?”

“Hi, Wendy.”

I recognized Clarence, my chauffeur.

“Wendy and I met yesterday when she arrived at the airport. Didn’t I tell you that you would meet some handsome young Jamaicans who would gladly escort you? So have my son and nephew been showing you a good time?”

“Devon has been charming, and I just met Tyron. The evening is still young, so we’ll have to see what develops.”

“Knowing these two, I am sure they will be able to keep you amused.”

“Clarence, what is your function at the resort?”

“I own this joint,” He said with a smile. “Yesterday, our chauffeur was out, so I substituted for him. I came tonight to find out if you would like to come out sailing with me tomorrow afternoon.”

“That would be delightful,” I answered with the memory of his massive cock impaling me earlier.

“Great! I’ll pick you up at lunch tomorrow. Have fun tonight,” he said, walking away with a broad smile.

Devon turned to me and said, “You got to know my uncle well, didn’t you?”

I blushed and replied, “On the way from the airport.”

“Dad is not known for wasting time,” Tyron said with a smirk. “Wendy, is that a wedding ring you’re wearing?”

“Yes, it is. Does that bother you?”

“Not at all. It just adds spice to the occasion. Where is hubby now?”

“On a business trip. Why does it add spice for you?”

“I love married women. I find them to be more passionate and open to having new experiences. If you let us, Devon and I are ready to rock your world.”

“You mean both of you at once?”

“Sure, if you would like.”

“Mmmm! That sounds delicious. Just one restriction, I don’t do anal intercourse, so no DP.”

“We can live with that; however, you are missing out.”

“Apart from that restriction, I expect you two to rock my world. I am open to most things.”

“Why don’t we order, and then we can go back to your bungalow for dessert.”

As we waited for our surf and turf to be served, the young men got me primed for dessert. I spread my legs as impudent hands stroked my thighs. Then, exploring fingers discovered my pantiless state and started strumming my clit and ass. It felt like I had a many-tentacled creature on either side of me, seeking to devour me with its feelers.

I think we bolted our food down in less than a minute. We all three were so anxious to get to the main course. While eating, I had pulled out two handsome cocks and stroked them till my fingers were covered in precum.

Finally, pushing my plate away, I asked, “Ready for dessert, guys? Dessert, in any case, is more than ready for you.”

By mutual agreement, we got up and rushed to the bungalow.

As we closed the doors behind us, Devon took me in his arms and passionately kissed me. Our tongues found each other’s and met in a passionate wrestling match. Tyron, from behind me, cupped my tits and toyed with my super-sensitive nipples.

I felt him unbuttoning my blouse to fondle my titty flesh. I could feel his cock pushing into the crack of my ass while Devon’s cock was doing its best to part my pussy lips through my skirt.

“Back off, guys. Let’s get comfortable so we can have fun.”

I stepped out of their double embrace, undid the zipper on the side of my mini, and let it slither down to pool at my feet. My blouse followed it to the floor, and I stood there in all my glory, wearing only my sandals.

The two of them stood there with jaws dropping, and I stepped back to get a better view and said, “Your turn.”

In an instant, they shed their clothes and stood side by side before me in all of their magnificence, cocks erect and pointed at the ceiling. I knelt at their feet and took one cock in each of my fists and kissed one and then the other on the tip. I was more than ready for dessert when Devon pulled me to my feet.

“Why did you stop me?” I asked.

“Wendy, this is not a sprint; it’s a marathon. We want to bring you to places you have never visited. So, to start, let us set the pace. You won’t regret it.”

“I’m all yours. Do to me what you wish.”

“Tyron, open the patio doors,” he ordered. He scooped me in his arms and carried me outside. I heard the hum of the Jacuzzi. “I had maintenance start the Jacuzzi while we were at supper. So let’s all get in and relax while we get ready for the main events.”

“Events? There will be more than one?”

“You can bet your sweet ass there will. Don’t plan on getting much sleep tonight.”

He set me on my feet and stepped in the warm water. Tyron put a bottle and three flutes on the edge, stepped in and sat on my other side. I think the only light came from underwater, and the air was redolent with the smell of incense and sandalwood.

I let my body luxuriate in the feel of the bubbles that caressed my body as each of my handsome lovers kissed me.

I reached to either side to toy with their cocks. Both were quite a handful, and my hand barely wrapped around their shafts. Devon fiddled with some controls on the side of the Jacuzzi, and the air was filled with the soft sound of classical music.

“What’s that playing, Devon?”

“Concieto de Aranjuez.”

“I’m surprised. I thought you would prefer something other than classical music.”

“There’s a time for reggae and a time for classical music. We intend to make love to you and not just bang you. So something like this is more appropriate,” he said while playing with my tit. He alternately pinched and tugged on my nipple, which drove me crazy.

“That’s so sweet.”

“The music or what I am doing to your tit?”

“Both. Also, what Tyron is doing to my pussy.”

“Tyron, are you taking advantage of this helpless woman?”

“Damn right, cousin, she has the tightest, most velvety pussy I have ever felt up.”

“Unhand that woman and open up the bubbly.”

“Champagne,” I gushed, “this is certainly more than a quick fuck. I feel like I have been dined and wined, and we are on a date.”

“We are,” said Tyron. “Here, my Lady, please accept this nectar of the gods,” as he handed me a flute of champagne.

The three of us clinked glasses and sipped on the bubbly.

“That’s good, isn’t it?” said Devon, “However, I know something that would quench my thirst better.”

“What would that be?” I asked.

“Your sweet pussy juice,” he said as he stepped in front of me and wrapped his hands under my ass to lift me so I was sitting on the deck with my feet in the Jacuzzi. Then, spreading my thighs, he lifted my legs and d****d them over his shoulders.

He trailed soft kisses and licks along my inner thigh and ran his tongue on either side of my vagina, making me joyfully squeal. Tyron climbed out of the water and knelt beside me. His sweet lips seized my nipple and teased it till it ached. Next, he took some champagne into his mouth and grasped my other nipple. The sensation was divine as the bubbles fizzed around my taught nipple. It was both soothing and exciting.

Devon’s tongue ran trails from my perineum upward through my pussy lips. I lay back, luxuriating as these two edged me closer and closer to a climax. Finally, when Devon inserted two fingers deep into my cunt and found my g-spot while sucking on my clit, which had emerged from its hood, I exploded into a violent orgasm that left me gasping for breath.

I tried to stand, but my legs seemed to be made of rubber. “Wendy, just lie back. We are not finished with you by a long shot.” Tyron said with a smile.

“But I want my turn at dessert,” I said, cradling his massive balls.

“Before that, are you serious about wanting to experience places you have never been?”

“You think you can teach this old broad new tricks?”

“We’re sure we can if she who refers to herself as an old broad can trust us to lead her to new places. And by the way, you are not an old broad. You are a sexy gorgeous woman which no man could resist.”

“You have my trust. I trust both of you. First, however, can I have another swig of champagne?”

“Wendy, you must be reading our thoughts. Devon, serve us a flute and pop the cork on the second bottle.”

We sat cuddling together in the warm air, each guy toying with my body while I regained my senses from that last orgasm. I had never before been paid as much attention as I was now. My breasts were worshiped, my pussy was caressed, and the kisses we exchanged just went on and on, stoking the fire that was raging in my cunt.

Devon had me lie down again when I started moaning with unrequited need. He stood and pulled my legs up and spread them wide. I felt deliciously exposed to their lecherous eyes.

Tyron said, “Ready for a new experience?”

“Oh, Yes. What are you going to do to me?”

“WE are going to quench our thirst at the source,” he said with a smile.

I saw him grab the new bottle of champagne, and spreading my pussy lips, he poured some right up my cunt. The sensation was incredible as the liquid fizzed and bubbled within me. Every millimeter of my vagina received an incredible massage from all those tiny bubbles. I gasped in surprise as I reveled at the moment. Next, he leaned forward and sucked at my hole, drinking right out of my cunt.

He switched with Devon, who repeated the procedure with the added refinement of overfilling me, which resulted in the champagne running down and bathing my ass crack, which felt delightful it even ran into my navel. My whole body tingled when Devon brought his talented tongue and mouth into play as his fingers toyed with my clit, which got me once again over the top. Once more, my whole body quivered and shook as I had a second orgasm.

I don’t know if I blacked out because the next thing I was conscious of was lying in my bed inside the bungalow.

The guys were lying on each side of me, and I looked at them and gave them a goofy grin. “Wow! I think my cup runneth over.”

“It certainly did. It seems that you enjoyed being our drinking vessel,” Devon said.

“It was an incredible experience. Now I want at least a taste of dessert,” I said, reaching on either side and grasping an erect cock in each hand.

“How about a new way of doing that?” Tyron asked.

“A new way?”

“Get on your knees.”

Once I was up, the guys knelt and positioned themselves before me. I could admire their cocks and balls up close for the first time. Both were as hairless as my pussy, and both had yummy balls hanging below. My mouth salivated at the sight of those two ebony shafts.

Tyron was uncut. I slid the foreskin to reveal a fat bulbous head that glistened with precum while Devon was circumcised, even longer and fatter than Tyron’s, and equally glistening.

“Wendy, you just get a taste for now. Call it an appetizer for when we feed your holes with our spunk after we get you fully aroused.”

“Fully aroused! I am fully aroused. My cunt is dripping and aching with need. What else are you going to do to me?”

“Patience is a virtue, love. We are far from done with you. Now take a guzzle of champagne and hold it in your mouth as you wrap those sweet lips around our cocks.”

“What an intriguing thought,” I said as I did just that, taking Devon first. The mix of champagne and his precum was heavenly, a mixture of tart and sweet. I fondled Tyron as I greedily sucked Devon till he was lodged deep down my throat. I sucked till I felt his cock throb and then released him to repeat the experience with Tyron.

I kept at it, savoring his delicious cock tail until he pulled out, and I gasped for air.

The boys lowered me, so I was lying on my side.

“Bath time,” Devon announced.

“What do you mean bath time? I asked in surprise.

“Just relax and enjoy a technique we will try on you for the first time. You are going to be our guinea pig,” he chuckled.

Tyron was in front of me, and Devon was behind. My leg was lifted, and I lay there gasping at the debauchery of my position.

The boys started kissing and licking me across every inch of my body. Tyron started with my feet and licked and sucked my toes before working his way down my leg with soft butterfly kisses and licks, while Devon began with my neck and nibbled at my ear lobes.

I thought I had died and gone to heaven as the licks and kisses covered my body. Not an inch of flesh was spared as my body was laved by their velvety wet tongues. What seemed an eternity later, they switched sides. Devon gave me passionate kisses with his tongue engaging with mine as he explored my mouth. At the same time, Tyron rested my top leg between my thighs and tongue lashed my pussy.

I finally screamed out in frustration. I needed to be fucked.

I was placed on my knees, my thighs were parted, and I felt Tyron’s cock poke at my dripping overheated cunt while Devon presented his cock to my mouth. Another dream was going to actually occur. I was going to be spit roasted for our mutual pleasure.

“Yes!” I screamed, “Give me all that lovely cock. Feed my holes with your lovely cum.”

Tyron spread my pussy lips and inexorably thrust forward, impaling me on his shaft, which pushed my head toward Devon’s cock. I opened my mouth and took his length into my warm mouth and down my throat. He clasped my head and pulled it tighter until my nose was tickled by his sparse pubes. I used my tongue, swirling it around his shaft, which made him growl with pleasure.

Tyron was thrusting deeper and deeper into me and was reaching my cervix. His cock was brushing my g-sot as he thrust in and out. I could feel my cunt tighten on his shaft as it juiced up, lubricating his cock.

He used his fingers to spread my asscheeks and toy with my anus, another first for me. Soon both boys were throbbing in their respective cavities. Devon came first, flooding my throat with his creamy seed. I sucked each drop as I believe in waste not want not.

Then I felt my toes curl as Tyron flooded my cunt and sent me over the edge into yet another orgasm.

While I was still going through a series of mini orgasms, which had my body quivering with delight, they switched sides. My creamy pussy was invaded by Devon’s cock as Tyron’s cock was presented to my mouth coated with both our juices.

I gobbled him down, tasting myself and him on his cock. It was a delightful mixture. Finally, when they had both cum in me a second time, I collapsed on the bed. I had lost count of how many times I had cum today.

I soon fell asleep, blessing my stars for having decided to come to this resort and dreaming of what lay in store for me for the next few days.

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Chapter 3

My dream, in which I relived the experiences of last night, was shattered by the buzz of my cell phone. I reached over to the night table and saw it was my husband calling. “Fuck what does he want?”

“Good morning. What did I do to deserve this honor?”

“Morning? It’s almost noon your time. Are you enjoying your vacation?”

“Yes, it’s been great so far. How and where are you?”

“Jeddah. It’s almost bedtime, and I just called to find out if you were in a better mood than when I left.”

“I am. However, you are still in the dog house for forgetting our anniversary.”

“Honey, I’ll make it up to you when I return.”

“And when will that be?”

“I thought I could get things straightened out in about a week; however, it’s more serious than expected. I think I will be back in two weeks.”

‘Hot damn. Maybe I can extend my time here.’

“Well, I’ll try to bear your absence with a smile.”

“So what did you and your friend Joan do last night?

“Joan was not able to come. So yesterday I went out for a tan and a swim. Then I got a massage and met a young couple (‘of men’) for supper, and we had a few drinks before returning to my bungalow and soaking in the Jacuzzi for a while. Then went to bed.”

“Sounds like a full day. I have to go, so have a good day, and I will call you in a couple of days.”

I ended the call and realized I had a date with Clarence to sail this afternoon. So I rushed out of bed, quickly showered, put on my micro bikini, covered the displayed nudity with a sarong, and dashed to the main building.

Clarence was waiting for me at the reception. When he saw me, he gave a wolf whistle which brought a smile to my lips and a chuckle from his niece Danica who was covering the reception desk today.

I felt a sudden dampening of my pussy as I admired his rugged good looks.

“So, are you ready to go sailing on my pirate ship?”

“You have a pirate ship.”

“Of course. Many Jamaicans are the descendants of pirates who used to roam these parts to loot and plunder Spanish Galleons. Mainly I think to k**nap lovely Spanish señoras and señoritas with which to wend their wicked ways.”

“Does that still exist?”

“The piracy?”

“No, the wicked ways.”

“I think they might still occasionally take place for an interested señora. Are you?”

“Lead the way, Captain Clarence.”

I turned to say goodbye to Danica, who gave me a thumbs up and a wink as my swashbuckling lover took my arm to guide me to the wharf.

I had no idea what to expect, and my jaw dropped when he boarded an elegant cabin cruiser. It was huge. Honestly, the last thing I expected to see here in Jamaica. It would not have been out of place in Monaco or places like that, where the mega-rich vacationed.

“Clarence, it’s beautiful. What is it?”

“Your chariot for this afternoon. More specifically, a Bertram 60-foot cruiser.”

“Wow! Is that the spoils of your piracy?”

“Honey, my family has given up piracy many centuries ago. However, we do still despoil innocent and not-so-innocent women.”

“Is that what my fate is to be today?”

“Only if you beg and plead.”

“Captain, please despoil me. Please. PLEASE!”

“I’ll give it some thought, but you must work hard to convince me. Now get on board so we can sail the bounding main.”

Clarence started the engines and had me stand at the wheel while he loosened the mooring ropes. He then hopped nimbly on board and stood behind me, guiding my hands as he had me steer out from the wharf.

His cock pressed at my ass, and as soon as he felt I had control of the heading he wanted us to take, he cupped my breasts.

“Wendy, you have magnificent tits,” he said, rolling my nipples between his fingers.

“I’m glad the captain approves. If the captain would like to remove those ridiculous scraps of cloth which do little to hide them, he could play with them at his leisure.”

His fingers loosened the ties before moving around me to take an erect nipple in his mouth. He licked and sucked on it while teasing the other nipple with his fingers pinching and tugging it. I loved his assurance in taking what he wanted. Such a contrast with my asexual husband.

I slid my hand into his bathing suit to feel his massive cock. The only word to describe it was magnificent. I could barely wrap my hand around it and imagined how good it would be stuffed in my needy cunt.

He gently removed my hand. “Wendy, if you continue, we’ll never get to where I want to take you swimming. We are about twenty minutes away from where we are going. So why don’t you go on the deck and work on your tan until we get there.”

I stuck out my tongue at him, and he grabbed me by the hips and pulled me towards him. “Do that again.”

“Do what?”

“Stick your tongue out at me.”

He took my tongue between his lips and into his mouth as soon as I did. We exchanged spit for what seemed to be an eternity. When I came up for air, I realized he had removed my bikini bottom when I felt his hand slap my bare ass. “Now go wench and tan that pale ass of yours.”

I went out on the deck and lay down. My mind raced while I reviewed everything that had happened yesterday and reflected on what would happen today. I snoozed but came awake when I realized that the engine’s throbbing had stopped, and the only sound was the lapping of the water against the hull.

I sat up and looked around me. We had moored in a totally secluded cove. I could only see the lagoon we were in. The water was crystal clear, and I saw schools of tiny fish below us. On the land side, all I could see was impenetrable vegetation.

“Clarence, where are we?”

“This is Pirates Cove. In earlier times, this is where my ancestors came to hide if they were pursued by a warship. The entrance is narrow and tricky to navigate, and their enemies could not chase them here. It was also not reachable from land as swamps surrounded us.”

“Now, enough talk, wench. It’s time you show me what that sexy body can do for me,” he said, standing over me.

My hands reached up and tugged the waistband of his shorts. I lowered them, exposing a partially erect cock. It was a thing of beauty which made me drool. Eight inches of magnificent cock meat with large and full testicles hung before my eyes. The large mushroom-shaped head glistened with precum.

Greedily I reached out and wrapped my hand around it as I leaned forward to suck on that glistening tip. But, even opening my mouth as wide as possible, I could not get more than a third of it in my mouth. Clarence placed his hand on my head as he reached over my back and curled his fingers into my twat from behind. I gasped, and his cock thrust forward. I gagged as my mouth was filled with all eight inches of his member.

My eyes teared. I gagged as I tried to breathe through my nose, but he pulled back and slowly thrust forward. The shaft pushed forward and relentlessly sank to its entire length in my mouth. It pulsed as I took my free hand and gently milked his stupendous testicles. Each time he pulled back, I used my tongue to coat his cock with a layer of saliva from base to tip.

He changed his grip and probed my cunt with three fingers as he inserted his thumb in my ass hole. ‘Oh my god, he’s holding me like a bowling ball,’ the thought brought a mental smile as I started to moan with pleasure as he fingered me closer and closer to an orgasm.

The face fucking and fingering changed intensity. He throbbed more as his fingers worked my asshole and g-spot, and I was ready to cum. I figured what’s good for the goose is good for the gander and thrust a finger up his ass and massaged his prostate. He growled, and his cock erupted. I was rewarded with a stream of hot creamy cum shooting down my throat as I flooded his hand with copious juices. I sucked on him relentlessly until he finally pulled out, thoroughly drained.

I lay there gasping for breath as he collapsed next to me. I’d sucked a lot of cock in my life; however, this experience surpassed anything I’d had to date. I wiped my face with a damp towel Clarence fetched for me. He sat next to me, toying with my nipples, and asked, “So tell me, was this as good as with those two youngsters yesterday?”

“It was amazing, you truly are a master at this, but I must confess I have a weakness for young black men.”

“I thought so. Tonight I intend to teach my visiting nephews how to seduce and make love to a woman. Ideally, a white married woman. They have just turned sixteen, and this will be my birthday present to them. Would you like to be my teaching assistant?”

“You mean let them fuck me?”

“Wendy, anyone can fuck. Even a****ls do that. I want them to learn how to seduce, tease and make love to a woman. Are you up for that?”

“I’d love to be your teaching assistant. However, I do have one restriction.”

“I know no anal fucking. The boys told me that it was one of your no-nos. It’s a pity you would enjoy it if it was properly done. Now enough chit-chat. Have you ever snorkeled?”

“Sure.”

“Let’s go for a swim, and when we get back, I promise you the fuck of your life.”

“A short swim as my pussy is already creaming at the prospect and at the thought of playing with your nephews tonight.”

“Wendy, you’re such a slut. I love it. Here is a mask and snorkel for you. Let’s go.”

The feel of the water on my body did wonders to ease the aches my body felt from all the sexual activity of the last two days. Clarence led the way, and I was content to follow his pace as it afforded me a magnificent view of his tight ass and other tasty bits dangling below.

We were snorkeling over a pristine coral reef where he would point out interesting fish and other creatures as we swam over them. I caught up with Clarence and grabbed hold of one of his fins that permitted me to reach and caress his junk. He turned back and grabbed my tit, and pinched my nipple. “Time to head back?” he asked.

I agreed, and we retraced our way back to the boat.

We rinsed off the salt from our bodies, and Clarence served us a rum punch while we let the sun dry our bodies. I stood looking out across the cove when he approached me, took me in his arms, and kissed me. His arms around my butt gently caressed my asscheeks, and my breasts rubbing his chest was delicious. As we tongue wrestled, I felt his cock stiffen against my belly. For most men his age, an erection points to the three o’clock position. Clarence’s was at high noon.

“Ready to go for the ride of your life?” he asked.

“Mmmm! Lie down so I can climb aboard.”

“Nope. I have a different way for you to ride. Wrap your arms around my neck.”

Before I could ask what way that was, he bent down and scooped me up and wrapped his arms around my thighs, and lifted me up. He then lowered my body, and his cock slid right into my pussy. It snaked its way, filling me up and stretching me incredibly. Finally, he bottomed up against my cervix and just held me while kissing me passionately.

“Have you ever ridden a cock this way before?” he asked.

“No, it’s a first for me.”

“Hang on for the ride. Wrap your legs around me.”

Using his arms and hands, he cupped my ass as he bounced me on his cock. It was an indescribable feeling. That cock massage every millimeter of my cunt relentlessly. My juices flowed and dripped from me as he drove into my needy pussy.

His cock pulsed, and I could feel every ridge and vein giving me a glorious cunt massage. My nipples were rubbing delightfully against his chest, and every time he lowered me, my clit rubbed against his pubis. I moaned and screamed my joy as this delightful ride brought me closer and closer to my peak.

When one of his fingers penetrated my ass, it added to the feeling of being filled and tightened my cunt on his cock. I was powerless to escape, which heightened my experience’s intensity.

“I’m going to cum,” I yelled.

“Cum for me. Cum all over my cock.”

My body shuddered and shook as I climaxed. I could barely hang on and gasped with the after-effects as I realized Clarence had not yet cum.

“You haven’t cum,” I complained as I realized that he was still rock-hard and still embedded in me.

“I’m in no hurry,” he said. “The ride is far from over.”

“You’re going to kill me.”

“Want me to stop?”

“No ride on. I want you to hose my naughty cunt with your seed.”

The ride continued as I went from one orgasm to the next. Clarence’s grip on me tightened as I flopped around like a rag doll. I had expected a good fucking but nothing like this. This was incredible. My pussy was on fire as I kept lathering his cock with my cum.

Finally, Clarence let out a growl, and I felt his hot seed fill my cunt to overflowing. He gently pulled out his now flaccid cock and set me down gently in one of the deck chairs. All I could do was lay back and pant. My arms and legs seemed to be made of rubber. Finally, he smiled down at me and asked, “Well?”

“Absolutely fucking incredible.”

“Now you understand why those Spanish maidens we captured absolutely refused to return to their husbands and lovers. Now get some rest, as I think you will have a busy night ahead of you.”

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Back at the resort, Clarence escorted me to my bungalow and suggested I get some rest and that he would pick me up at about eight o’clock.

I ordered a room service meal. After wolfing it down, I got into the Jacuzzi to soothe my body from the workout it had received. Then, feeling drowsy, I got out and settled into bed for a nap.

Clarence showed up at eight, and we went to a villa located at the other end of the beach. He insisted I wear the mini skirt and blouse I had worn when I arrived yesterday. “Don’t worry,” he said, “You won’t be wearing it for long.”

The villa was opulent, and we sat on a white leather couch in the living room. The floors were covered in antique oriental carpets, and two armchairs matched the sofa.

“May I get you a drink?” he asked

“Yes, you may. Anything cold and wet. I’m parched.”

He went out and came back with a pitcher from which he served me a glass. “Try this and tell me if you like it?”

I took a sip. It was delicious. “This is great. What is it?”

“Sorrel Tea. No alcohol, just an infusion of hibiscus flower, sugar, ginger, lime juice, and soda water. I don’t believe in drinking alcohol before sex. It dulls the senses.”

“Cool. Tell me about your nephews, so I know how to behave towards them.”

“Troy and Nelson live in Miami. As I told you, they both celebrated their sixteenth birthday yesterday. Our family tradition is that they are no longer boys but men at sixteen. They will be on staff at the resort during the summer holidays. They are both tall and good-looking, and I expect some more adventurous women will be hitting on them. I want to ensure they know how to treat women and give them what they want.”

“How did they both end up with the same birthday?”

He chuckled. “I guess I omitted to tell you they are twins.”

“Hot damn, another item scratched off my bucket list. I’ve always wanted to do two brothers. Twins are the cherry on top of the sundae.”

“Speaking of cherry, I believe they are still in that state of innocence.

“I also suggest you move in here with me for the rest of your stay. That way, I could talk to you at length about my thoughts. Not to mention that I’d love to have you in my bed every night. What do you think?”

I just sat back and looked at him with a befuddled expression. I tried to process what he’d just said. Here was a man surrounded by all kinds of sexual opportunities, and he wanted me to be his sleeping companion. Then, just as I was about to answer, there was a knocking at the front door.

“Think about it,” he said as he went to answer the door. “We can talk about it later.”

He walked back in with two young men. I took one look at them, and that damn pussy of mine went on overdrive. They were beyond handsome. Younger versions of Clarence. Two chocolate-colored Adonis with broad shoulders, bright eyes, and wide smiles strode in.

They looked at me, and I could see the wheels turn as they tried to figure out what the hell I was doing there. Then, finally, their eyes spotted my breasts and erect nipples clearly visible under my translucent blouse. The reaction was immediate as I saw a bulge form at their crotches.

“Wendy, this is Troy, and the other one is Nelson. Lads, this is Wendy. She will be assisting me with your lessons tonight. You didn’t think I would only talk to you about the birds and the bees, did you?”

From their expression, it was evident that that was precisely what they had thought.

“Now go and introduce yourselves to her.”

Troy moved first, and as he approached me, he put out his hand to shake mine. I would have none of that. I pulled his hand, so he ended up sitting on my lap. I reached and brought his face to mine and fastened my lips to his. His return kiss was the type one would give to a maiden aunt.

My tongue parted his lips and sought out his. When it started its exploration, it took a few seconds before he took the hint. However, once the concept sank in, his enthusiasm grew, and we were soon exchanging spit and tongue wrestling avidly. He was a fast learner.

When we came up for air, I had him sit next to me and beckoned Nelson to come to take his place in my lap. Nelson was obviously both observant of what had happened with his twin and a fast learner. He attacked my mouth with a vengeance as soon as he was in my lap.

I thought he would give me a tonsillectomy with his tongue. I could just picture what that talented tongue could do to my pussy, and where it had been twitching with pleasure at the thoughts of the debauchery that would take place; now, I could feel my juices starting to flow.

Nelson and I finally came up for air, and he sat on my other side. Both lads were casting furtive glances at my tits. My nipples were tenting the fabric of my silk blouse. Clarence sat in an armchair across from us noticed their glances.

“What do you think, boys? Aren’t those pretty tits? Well, I bet if you removed Wendy’s blouse, she would let you play with them. So carefully unbutton that blouse.”

Nibble fingers got to work, and I was bare-breasted in record time. My nipples were taught with excitement and begging for attention.

“Play with her tits, boys,” he ordered.

As they started mauling my titties, he ordered them to stop. “You are not milking a cow. A woman needs to be seduced, not manhandled. Feel their weight in the palm of your hands. Avoid the nipples at first. See where the flesh around her nipples is darker. That is called the aureole. Massage it gently with your fingers or tongue. That will give her a lot of pleasure as she gives you encouragement either with her moans or by moving your fingers or mouth to her nipples, then you can lick or suck on them.

Hands at first, then mouths went to work on my titties. It was so different to have both my tits worshiped simultaneously. It did not take them long for me to start moaning and wanting my nipples toyed with.

Soon I was writhing at their combined assault as they kissed, licked, and sucked at my nipples. Then, finally, I reached out with my hands to either side and felt the substantial bulges that had formed in their chinos.

Clarence spoke up. “Now, lads, since you have removed Wendy’s blouse, it would be only fair if you removed your polos’ and showed her your bodies. So as not to lose time, why don’t you strip down completely? So, you feel more at ease, I will do the same.”

The three stood up, and to my delight, I was rewarded with three magnificent visions of male beauty. The twins revealed sculpted bodies which an Olympic swimmer would have been proud of. My mouth watered at the sight of their cocks standing proudly at the twelve o’clock position.

I stood up and placed one on either side of me, and took one cock in each hand. They were not in the same class as Clarence. However, they were still mouthwatering with a sheen of precum, making both of their mushroom-shaped heads glisten.

“Nelson, Wendy is now overdressed. Lower the zipper on her skirt, and let’s see her in all her beauty.”

As my skirt fell to the floor, three sets of eyes devoured my body. I was damned glad that all those hours spent at the gym had blessed me with a tight stomach and ass. There was no flab on this old broad. I stood barefoot with only a tiny scrap of fabric covering my pussy. I did a slow pirouette to let the guys see me from every angle.

The effect on the boys was visible as I could see their cocks twitch as they looked at me with hungry eyes.

“Troy, it’s your turn to remove Wendy’s panties from her.”

He knelt at my feet, inserted his fingers in the waistband, and rolled the scrap of fabric off my hips and down my legs.

“It’s soaking wet,” he exclaimed in surprise.

“It’s not pee,” I told him, “Only pussy juice. A sign that you are turning me on. Smell it and tell me what you think?”

He brought it to his nose and sniffed. “It smells musky and sweet at the same time. I like it.”

“Pass it on to Nelson so he can smell.”

“Nelson, you agree?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Don’t call me ma’am. My name is Wendy. Now show me how brave you are; taste it.

“Yes, taste it. I’m a very clean person. Later you might even be tasting me at the source, so to speak. Go ahead.”

He timidly stuck out his tongue at the scrap of fabric and sampled my fluids. Finally, his face broke into a smile. “Wendy, you taste delicious. As you said, I can’t wait to sample it directly at the source.”

“Clarence, these boys show true promise. What next?” I asked.

“Wendy, you’re right. They are easier to coach than I thought they would be. But before I tell you what’s next, a word of advice to you lads. The sniff test is essential. If a woman does not smell good, no matter how much you want to fuck her, don’t. Have her get cleaned up, and if she still doesn’t smell fresh and clean, keep your pecker in your pants. Equally, you must be clean before you go near a woman. Bad smell turns people off. Wendy, you go and lay down on that long ottoman.

“Making love to a woman is more than just fucking her. It’s like a fine meal. A fine meal has more than one course. For example, it might have soup, appetizers, an entrée, a main course, and a dessert. The dessert part is obvious. First, however, you must discover the meal’s other components.

“Wendy is lying there for you to go and discover what you can do to get her even more ready for you than she already is. You can use fingers and tongues to explore her body. I’ll give you some guidance. You have already discovered how playing with her breasts turns her on. Now go and start exploring what else she likes.”

They came over and stood over me, not knowing what to do. Finally, I decided to join in guiding them.

“Nelson, you are a great kisser. Start kissing me on the mouth and then move to the nape of my neck and ears with kisses and licks. Next, you, Tony, start at the other end and massage my feet and thighs. Use feather-light touches or your tongue to massage my inner thighs right up to my pussy.”

These lads went to it with a vengeance. First, Nelson kissed me and played with my breast while doing so, while Troy gave my feet and legs a fabulous massage. Then, as he got closer to my pussy Nelson started down my body licking and kissing every inch from shoulders to breasts. From breasts to belly button and on downward.

They approached my pussy about the same time and came to a screeching halt, obviously not knowing what to do.

Clarence, who had been watching their progress, told them to stand next to me while he explained the finer points of a woman’s pussy. “There is all kinds of pussy out there. Some are hairy, and some are shaven. However, the general rules are the same for all of them. You have the pussy lips on either side called the labia; again, they might differ because some are thicker than others. Wendy has a particularly lovely one. She keeps it well trimmed, and her labia are not too prominent.

While he talked, I felt like a clinical dummy and a bit uncomfortable. To regain some measure of control, I reached out on either side and started to fondle two attractive juicy cocks and balls.

Clarence continued explaining the vagina and g-spot and the clit and how to stimulate them. Then, he explained how to use tongue and fingers to edge a woman and even give her an orgasm. When he was through, he spread my thighs and told Nelson to get between them while he placed Troy in a position where he could work on my clit.

Soon I was being licked and sucked by two greedy mouths. Nelson lapped up from my perineum to my wet cunt while Troy toyed with my clitty, which he coaxed out of hiding. It took no time for them to get me moaning and squirming as their agile tongues and fingers explored a woman’s private parts for the first time.

When they switched, I discovered that Troy’s tongue was longer as he rolled it to tongue fuck my needy cunt.

“I need to get fucked, guys,” I complained.

“Who’s the older of you two?” Clarence asked.

“I am by two minutes,” Troy answered.

“Well, Troy, it’s dessert time. Think you know what to do?”

Troy responded by bringing his cock to my well-lubricated hole and sliding his length into me. After the almost continual edging I had been undergoing all evening, I was more than ready to be ravished by him.

Clarence positioned Nelson next to me, and I took his cock greedily into my mouth.

Troy was tentative with his thrusts, and I needed him to slam into me. My ass started to rise with each thrust of his cock, and he soon got the idea and picked up the pace. His hands wrapped themselves around my butt cheeks, and he started pulling me into his body, which caused my clit to be massaged by his pelvis.

It was a delectable experience knowing that I was taking his virginity. Meanwhile, I was gobbling down on Nelson’s cock, which was doing its duty in rendering me speechless. I guess my moans around his shaft were causing him to enjoy the experience as he started to throb in my mouth. I pulled back and massaged his balls as he played with my tits. I wanted his cum in my cunt, and he was almost ready to cum.

Troy was now filling me and throbbing as he maintained a steady rhythm.

“Troy, I want you to cum in me. I’m almost ready to cum. Give me your seed, lover.”

As I went over the edge and my pussy spasmed on his cock I felt him erupt deep in me and shoot rope after rope of cum into me. My whole body quacked as I felt my release and saw that Troy was now weak-kneed as he pulled out of me.

“So, lover boy, was that what you expected?” I asked.

“It was more than I expected. I could easily get addicted to fucking,” he said with a smile.

“What about me?” Nelson asked.

“Troy, go get a washcloth and clean Wendy’s pussy for her. Nelson, you’ll have to toy with Wendy to get her ready for you. But, knowing her, you won’t have to wait long.

Needless to say, I was soon ready for Nelson, who, having observed his brother, showed remarkable skill in fucking me. As he thrust into me, he played with my clit, which has always been a trigger point for me.

When he was done. The three of us went and showered together with much fondling and tickling. Then the boys got dressed.

Clarence said, “Congratulations, you have passed Fucking 101. However, you need to pass the next three modules of this course before you go fucking with any of the guests. To pass the next three modules, you must have a session with Wendy from seven to nine for the next three nights. I will give you your graduation certificate when she tells me you have passed. That Ok with you, Wendy?”

“It would be my pleasure, Clarence. I’ll see you both tomorrow at seven.”

After the boys left, Clarence took me out to his Jacuzzi. “Wendy, I get the idea yours is not a happy marriage.”

“No, it isn’t.”

“How would you feel if I kept you here to help me run this place? I’ve been doing it alone since my wife passed away, and I think this place is a perfect fit for you.”

“You mean move here permanently?”

“Yes, why not?”

I went to him and kissed him. “Clarence, that is so tempting. Let me think about it, and let’s talk tomorrow. Right now, I want to curl up in bed and sleep next to you.”

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