Speaker 1: The woman came out of nowhere and blocked my path.
Speaker 1: I nearly bumped into her as my mind was elsewhere,
Speaker 1: a buzz with stuff I had to accomplish for the day.
Speaker 1: She looked at me intently, like she deliberately demanded my attention.
Speaker 1: I was about to say, excuse me, miss, but then
Speaker 1: she grabbed my crotch, which stopped whatever I intended to
Speaker 1: say from leaving my mouth. I was startled, and we
Speaker 1: were outside by the hotel swimming pool when this happened.
Speaker 1: What the My name's Megan, she smiled. I've heard some
Speaker 1: things about you. You're what I've been looking for since
Speaker 1: we got here. We my husband and I. She gestured
Speaker 1: to her left. My eyes followed where she indicated a
Speaker 1: man relaxing on a lounge chair near the pool side
Speaker 1: under a large umbrella. He wore swimming trunks and sunglasses
Speaker 1: and was sipping a cocktail drink. He smiled back and
Speaker 1: lifted his cocktail glass at us, And then I returned
Speaker 1: to the woman, who didn't seem to care that several
Speaker 1: onlookers were observing us, observing her audacious attitude. She could
Speaker 1: have been a Karen figure for all I knew, except
Speaker 1: She was ashblonde and pretty looking, possibly in her early thirties.
Speaker 1: I later learned she was twenty seven, a year younger
Speaker 1: than her husband, and they had traveled here to this
Speaker 1: island paradise to enjoy their fifth anniversary. But still, this
Speaker 1: act of hers was akin to harassment. Were she a man,
Speaker 1: I would have acted out accordingly, as if threatened. I
Speaker 1: decided instead to play cool as her loosened her grip
Speaker 1: and touched my shoulder as if we were lifelong friends.
Speaker 1: The crowd of onlookers were starting to switch their gaze,
Speaker 1: attending to whatever business was at hand, but several kept
Speaker 1: glancing furtively in our direction, and I noticed they were
Speaker 1: women Caucasian. Some were supple and athletic, others voluptuous to
Speaker 1: unequal sized mamas, all horning and salivating over the same
Speaker 1: thing that's caught this American blonde's attraction. Me. I hear,
Speaker 1: you're the right man who plenty of women have been
Speaker 1: gawking over, said the woman named Megan. She flicked her
Speaker 1: tongue at me to indicate what she meant. I've asked
Speaker 1: around and that's what I got. Told listen, I've got
Speaker 1: this incredible itch, and I'd like you to help me
Speaker 1: get rid of it. That's nice to hear, but wouldn't
Speaker 1: your husband get upset seeing us together? He wouldn't mind,
Speaker 1: she answered, He's the one who told me about you,
Speaker 1: and I watched you last night walk away with some
Speaker 1: frumpy looking bitch. I'd like you to know I'm nothing
Speaker 1: like that, and whatever it was that she gave you,
Speaker 1: I sure wouldn't mind doubling it. She was right about
Speaker 1: the frumpy bitch from last night, a German granting in
Speaker 1: her sixties who'd made it her lifelong dream to see
Speaker 1: what aromatic, erotic, and medicinal value an African black cock
Speaker 1: would do to her. The bitch had fought for my time.
Speaker 1: As when you can't fight them off, the least you
Speaker 1: can do in my situation is succumb to temptation and
Speaker 1: give the ladies what they desire the most. I've got
Speaker 1: the magic stick, and I know how to wield mine.
Speaker 1: Many of these horny bitches craved my magic stick. Likewise,
Speaker 1: some of their men do too. I'm sagacious enough to
Speaker 1: stay clear of those. It took less than a minute
Speaker 1: for me to switch character, quit being innocent like and
Speaker 1: attend to the business at hand. This horny American bitch
Speaker 1: wanted some African sized dick, something her husband couldn't afford,
Speaker 1: regardless if he had the money, and as I had
Speaker 1: what she wanted, hence why she stopped me to ward
Speaker 1: off any other competition coming after me. Clever, what floor
Speaker 1: are you staying? I asked, I can come by later
Speaker 1: in the day. There are some things I'm hurrying over
Speaker 1: to get done. I don't care, she said, I want
Speaker 1: you now. Later won't suffice. Let's go. She took my
Speaker 1: hand and pulled me around to follow her. I made
Speaker 1: a quick glance at her husband, but his attention was elsewhere,
Speaker 1: like he didn't want to be bothered about whatever fun
Speaker 1: his wife and I were soon to enjoy. Several women
Speaker 1: watched as Megan and I left the scene. The look
Speaker 1: I observed on several faces was that they knew what
Speaker 1: we were going to do, and perhaps they would have
Speaker 1: longed to follow to see for themselves. I was part
Speaker 1: of the hotel staff, coordinating various tourism activities like organizing parties, jamborees,
Speaker 1: and whatever appropriate social events to keep the guests happy
Speaker 1: and comfortable with their stay. That was my official job. Unofficially,
Speaker 1: I did my best to service whichever horny wives are
Speaker 1: lonely single women who desired a taste of my dick,
Speaker 1: my ten inch circumcised African dick. The women always went
Speaker 1: crazy upon seeing what I was packing. My dick made
Speaker 1: their husbands green with envy. You were compelled to sit
Speaker 1: back and watch to see what my wrath could do
Speaker 1: to their women once I got to stretching their vaginas
Speaker 1: in tight anus. Megan had her key, unlocked her door
Speaker 1: and invited me into her suite. It was an executive suite,
Speaker 1: the best sweet in the hotel establishment. She discarded her
Speaker 1: handbag and started undressing. As we approached the bedroom, she
Speaker 1: turned around let her dress slip from her torso to
Speaker 1: reveal her gorgeous pair of fake tits, beaming a wide
Speaker 1: smile as if she wanted me to take pride in
Speaker 1: her two cupcakes. Nothing looks awful on a woman than
Speaker 1: a pair of silicone tits. Whatever made them think they
Speaker 1: look beautiful with those? I watched her work her dress
Speaker 1: to her waist and wiggled down her knees before kicking
Speaker 1: it along with her panties. Aside, aren't you going to
Speaker 1: get out of yours? She asked me quizzically, like I
Speaker 1: didn't know what this encounter was about, or would you
Speaker 1: want a hand. I wouldn't mind, I said. I undid
Speaker 1: my belt buckle, but the American woman was fast to
Speaker 1: drop before my knees and assist me to one zip
Speaker 1: my fly. Her eyes and mouth flew open when my
Speaker 1: cock fell out of my pants, giving me the right
Speaker 1: response I expected. Oh my, my, my, she gasped as
Speaker 1: she cradled my dick in her hands. She held it
Speaker 1: like it were a porcelain object. She was afraid to drop.
Speaker 1: My prick, nudged in her hand, jeered for the mission
Speaker 1: at hand. Oh fuck me, those ladies weren't lying when
Speaker 1: they talked about you. She muttered. You're fucking big, bigger
Speaker 1: than your husband, I teased. She swept her hair from
Speaker 1: her face and laughed, My husband is peanuts compared to you, sir.
Speaker 1: Oh my, I can't wait. She kissed the tip of
Speaker 1: my prick, then inched her mouth further to take in
Speaker 1: the rest of me. My pants fell from her grasp,
Speaker 1: and she stopped to marvel at my hanging pair of nuts.
Speaker 1: She cradled them like she had done with my prick.
Speaker 1: Oh God, your balls are huge too, she exclaimed. I'll
Speaker 1: bet you've emptied your balls all morning on some other
Speaker 1: white bitches. Right, Actually, you're my first for today. Go ahead,
Speaker 1: get me hard, she smiled and resumed her work. It
Speaker 1: thrills me to know how much white women find black
Speaker 1: dicks irresistible. They craveed like someone seeking a glass of
Speaker 1: water out in the desert. They would move mountains to
Speaker 1: have it, even if their husbands try to stop them.
Speaker 1: And knowing there is a black cock around that's ravaging
Speaker 1: white pussies around is all it takes to throw them
Speaker 1: into an excited frenzy. They cannot wait to sample the
Speaker 1: black dick to see if really there is truth in
Speaker 1: what they hear. I loved what the American woman was
Speaker 1: doing to me, but I had to stop her or
Speaker 1: risk blowing my wad too soon. It seemed to get
Speaker 1: the point, so I lifted her into my arms and
Speaker 1: carried her towards the bed. I lay her down before
Speaker 1: climbing onto the king sized bed. The bitch spread her
Speaker 1: legs wide apart, expecting the dick, but I needed to
Speaker 1: ensure her pussy tasted good first. I lay face down
Speaker 1: and began eating her pussy. Her crotch was neatly shaved.
Speaker 1: She had a Queen of Spades tattoo a few inches
Speaker 1: above her vagina. I always love a neat looking pussy,
Speaker 1: especially one that smells good too, like it just stepped
Speaker 1: out of a shower. Hers made up for the atrocious
Speaker 1: sight that wore her plastic tits. The horny bitch knew
Speaker 1: I was about to eat her, and she was eager
Speaker 1: for it. I ate her pussy like it wore a
Speaker 1: sliced piece of watermelon. Megan bucked and squirmed and whimpered
Speaker 1: like she wanted to fight me off. I had to
Speaker 1: apply my arms to force her to stay still while
Speaker 1: I did my work. She knew what my game plan was.
Speaker 1: My tongue and lips were taking her where she wanted
Speaker 1: to be. I turned her over to lie on her
Speaker 1: face and pulled her but cheeks towards me. I kept
Speaker 1: pillaging her pussy, making her squirt uncontrollably into my face,
Speaker 1: until it felt time for me to give her what
Speaker 1: she wanted. I beat my dick against her vagina, opening.
Speaker 1: This made her squirt some more. In anticipation of what
Speaker 1: was coming, she wiggled her but towards me. Impatient with
Speaker 1: my teas, I edged forward and inserted my penis tip
Speaker 1: into her khunt. I grunted as I pushed forward, and
Speaker 1: she gave me a guttural squeal of approval. Oh gosh, yes,
Speaker 1: she gasped, Go ahead, give it to me. I adjusted
Speaker 1: my stance to get on my knees while grabbing hold
Speaker 1: of her hips, then her waist, and injected myself further.
Speaker 1: Megan groaned and thrust her but at me, wanting more.
Speaker 1: I gave her all the powerful thrusts I could summon,
Speaker 1: jerking my hair, lips, and pelvis harder and faster. My
Speaker 1: cock was soon swimming inside her cut like a knife
Speaker 1: sliding into a slab of butter. My cock slipped out
Speaker 1: of her cunts several times, which then forced me to
Speaker 1: change places. The American bitch wanted to be on top,
Speaker 1: so I took her place and managed her stance as
Speaker 1: she straddled me. She lowered her frame upon my pelvis,
Speaker 1: letting my prick and pale her flesh, and instantaneously began
Speaker 1: working her body. She ground and jerked forward, gasping and
Speaker 1: howling like she was on fire. Every inch of her
Speaker 1: body rocked aside from her tits. Her tits resembled two
Speaker 1: missile cones, with the nipples sticking forward like pencils. I
Speaker 1: caressed her thighs and grabbed hold of her waist as
Speaker 1: I thrust upwards to match her pace. We were fucking
Speaker 1: like two hounds out of hell. The bitch liked it rough,
Speaker 1: exactly how I liked mine too. Her pussy got me
Speaker 1: groaning in response to her moans. It felt as if
Speaker 1: she was gripping me tighter and tighter, like a vice
Speaker 1: that wanted to rip my dick from my body. We
Speaker 1: rolled across the bed like wrestlers, trying to find each
Speaker 1: other's weak spots. I barely knew when her husband entered
Speaker 1: the room. He maintained his silence and distance, jerking his
Speaker 1: wiener while watching me bang the shit out of his woman.
Speaker 1: He looked to me like he couldn't wait for me
Speaker 1: to climax so he could mop her pussy. I recognized
Speaker 1: the look most husbands do enjoy that they don't mind
Speaker 1: cleaning my cock too. Afterwards, Megan talked wild and dirty
Speaker 1: to me, urging me to fuck her harder, demanding I
Speaker 1: make her come. She already sneaked one on me, like
Speaker 1: she thought I wouldn't know. I laid over her and
Speaker 1: slid my hands under her, but as I machine gunned
Speaker 1: her pussy while she grabbed my butt and worked her
Speaker 1: hips under me. We remain like that, clashing and ruining
Speaker 1: the sheets up until I let myself go. Wow, what
Speaker 1: a show, the bitch's husband exclaimed when I eventually rolled
Speaker 1: off her, gasping like I'd finished a marathon run. Looks
Speaker 1: like you've met your match, Megan, honey, Like I expected,
Speaker 1: he came onto the bed and got to do his
Speaker 1: clean up duty. I went into their bathroom to clean myself.
Speaker 1: They were sitting on the bed when I stepped out,
Speaker 1: feeling warm and refreshed. Megan thanked me for a wonderful
Speaker 1: time and hoped to make my acquaintance again. I wore
Speaker 1: my clothes and her husband escorted me into the living room.
Speaker 1: What's your going rate, he asked. I usually don't charge anyone,
Speaker 1: I said, but if you'd like to make a friendly donation,
Speaker 1: I've got cash app. I gave him my details and
Speaker 1: he promised to send me something later. Megan would really
Speaker 1: like to get in touch with you again, he said.
Speaker 1: I stopped at the door. Would that be all? Right
Speaker 1: with you. You've got my nun. Give me a call
Speaker 1: later and I'll make out time. I shook his hand
Speaker 1: and said goodbye before letting myself out of his suite.
Speaker 1: I strolled towards the elevator and pressed the button. Seconds later,
Speaker 1: the doors opened, depositing a cute blonde in a swimsuit.
Speaker 1: The woman winked at me, then grabbed my crotch. I've
Speaker 1: got some issues in my bedroom. I'd like you to
Speaker 1: look into, sir. She could care to follow me please,
Speaker 1: Like a lamb led to the slaughterhouse, I did so
Speaker 1: while the elevator doors returned to the ground floor. Welcome
Speaker 1: to the seventh season of my ongoing Shango's Zone podcast.
Speaker 1: Listen to this episode and other wild erotic cuckle tales
Speaker 1: on Spreaker, Apple podcast Sportify, and elsewhere. Once again, don't
Speaker 1: forget to visit my website damiendisoul dot com to check
Speaker 1: out my books blog and also to participate in my forum.
Speaker 1: Take good care of yourself and welcome to twenty twenty
Speaker 1: five