Conservative Couples Vacation
A Fictional Story by Tonyhammer5450.
They decided to go on a beach vacation in Jamaica. They found a nice all-inclusive resort and ate and drank as they lay by the pool. Tom had found out from another couple that there was a nude beach on the edge of the resort. He tried every day to get her to try it out. On the last day, she finally, begrudgingly, agreed. He’d talked her into it by saying, “It’ll be liberating,” or “Just us and the sun.” What he really wanted was the chance to stare at young naked women without Stacy hovering.
They found a quiet stretch of sand. Tom took off all his clothes. Stacy looked around to see if anyone was looking. She saw a bunch of tourists lying baking in the sun. All different body types, so she wasn’t as self-conscious as she thought she would be. Within minutes, four local young men walked past and stopped to introduce themselves. Marcus, the oldest, broad-shouldered and calm. Eric, lean and sharp-eyed. Elvin, a tall, lanky man with dreadlocks. And Dexter, the youngest–eighteen, tall, athletic, with a flaccid cock so long and heavy it nearly bounced off his knee. All four were in excellent shape, skin gleaming, dicks hanging thick and heavy, even soft. Stacy’s eyes kept fixated on their penises. She didn’t think they could get that big. She had one other partner besides Tom, and while he had a bigger penis, he was only average. She felt a low, unfamiliar heat between her legs.
The men set up about twenty yards away. Tom immediately started wandering, “stretching his legs,” lingering near groups of younger women. Stacy stayed on the towel, pretending to read while she watched the four Jamaican dicks swinging like pendulums out of the corner of her eye.
A few hours later Tom spotted two college-age girls at the far end of the beach. They’d been drinking since morning and were openly, happily drunk, dancing and grinding on each other. Tom saw his opening. He told Stacy he needed to take a work call and that service was better farther down. She nodded, distracted by the 4 Jamaican Adonises.
He settled six feet from the girls. His penis was completely hidden and retracted in the fold of fat. The girls noticed, stared, then burst into loud, helpless laughter.
“Where is it?” one demanded. “Did you lose it in an accident?”
Tom, red-faced, pushed the fat aside. The small head of his cock peeked out. The laughter doubled.
“Oh my god, that’s the smallest thing I’ve ever seen.”
“Can you even fuck with that?”
“Yes,” he muttered.
“Then show us. Jerk it. We want to see.”
He tried. Soft, then half-hard, with the head barely peaking out of his pubes. The girls kept up a running commentary — pathetic, tiny, like a child’s —how does your wife even feel that? One of the Jamaican men, Eric, walked past, saw the whole scene, and kept walking.
Back with the others, Eric told them everything. Marcus looked over at Stacy’s voluptuous body, the way her huge ass spread on the towel, and decided it was too good to ignore. They walked over.
Marcus smiled down at her. “Your husband left a woman looking like you alone on a beach like this?”
“He’s just on a call.”
Eric handed her a pair of binoculars. “He’s not on a call. Look for yourself.”
She did. She saw Tom, six feet from the two drunk girls, desperately trying to get his tiny cock hard while they laughed and pointed. The anger hit hard and fast.
“That son of a bitch!!!”
Marcus stepped closer, his heavy cock swinging. “I know how you get even, mon.” He gave it a slow shake in front of her face.
“I can’t”
“He can do that. Why can’t you?”
She stared at the thick length of him, then at the others. Heat and spite mixed. She bit her bottom lip. She had never felt lust like this before.
“You know what, you’re right!”
She opened her mouth and took Marcus in. Stretching her lips on his big, frowning black cock.
The rest closed in. She sucked and stroked all four of them in turn, marveling at the weight and size–especially Dexter’s, nearly a foot long even half-hard, as thick as her wrist. Her own arousal shocked her.
Marcus moved behind her, hands spreading her enormous ass. “Best ass I ever seen.” He grabbed her ample ass and squeezed. He rubbed the head of his cock along her wet slit. She started to protest.
“No, I don’t think I can han..”
Just then Marcus thrust his 9-inch black cock into her tight, white, neglected pussy. He pushed in hard and deep. The stretch and the sudden fullness ripped an orgasm out of her almost immediately. Lust flooded everything else. Marcus pounded her, muscular body slamming into her soft one. Her ass rippled like the ocean in a thunderstorm. He kept pounding away. Her moans were muffled by Eric’s big cock in her mouth. She sucked it the best she could. She was used to being able to swallow Tom’s while 3″. Marcus sped up the pace. Pounding her hard until he buried himself to the hilt and unloaded inside her. This caused her to drop Erica’s cock and squeal in pleasure as she had another orgasm. Eric stepped up and painted her face and open mouth. She looked at Dexter, eyes glassy.
“I want that one.”
He took her slow at first, letting her feel every inch. She came again, hard. Then he sped up, and she screamed, loud and shameless. Tourist Beachgoers began to gather, watching.
Meanwhile, the two college girls had grown bored of Tom’s struggling. One grabbed a bottle of suntan lotion.
“Let’s get this over with. She knelt in front of him and stroked his three-inch cock. Her friend knelt next to her, and they made out while stroking him. That put Tom over the edge. He came across both their tits with a groan.
“Wow that’s was great! Thanks, girls.”
They laughed, said “Bye, baby penis,” and started packing up.
Tom walked back with a rehearsed story about a long work call. He saw the crowd first, then heard a woman screaming in pleasure. “Some slut getting fucked right out in the open,” he thought. “What a whore.” Then the voice cried, “Oh my god I love black cock,” and it sounded too familiar, but I couldn’t be.
He pushed through the circle and froze.
Stacy, his wife of thirty years, was on her hands and knees, Dexter’s massive cock driving into her while another filled her mouth. Cum already streaked her face and tits.
“Stacy–what are you doing?”
She pulled off just long enough to say, “Same thing you were.”
Marcus stepped between them. “She saw you with the girls, mon. She wants to play too. Stay and watch or go back to the room. We’re not stopping.”
Tom looked at Marcus’s size and the hard set of his shoulders and sat down in the sand. His own cock had already retreated completely into the fat.
A woman in the crowd noticed him. “Wait–you’re her husband? You’ve got an innie, and she’s getting fucked by the biggest cock I’ve ever seen.” The crowd all laughed. Tom was completely humiliated.
Stacy also laughed, still being fucked, and started mocking the size of Tom’s dick for the whole audience.
“I’m finally getting a real cock. I didn’t know sex could be this good!”
Elvin groaned and announced he was gonna cum. Stacy didn’t stop sucking. She took his whole load down her throat. Dexter rolled her onto her back and drove harder.
“Holy shit! I can’t believe how good this feels”Marcus stood over her face, jerking his dick.
“Is it better than your tiny dick white husband?”
“Oh my god, yes! I love black cock! I love iiiitttt.”
As she started having another orgasm. Marcus fed his cock back into her mouth, fucked her face as she gagged through the moans. He grunted and came again over right down her throat. Then he gestured to the watching men. Five tourists stepped up, stroked themselves, and added their loads to her face and heavy breasts.
Marcus looked at Tom. “What about you, turtle dick? Not gonna cum on your wife?”
Tom was close to tears. Stacy was still coming, loud and continuous. The woman who’d mocked him earlier took pity, or something like it. She reached down, pinched his small cock between two fingers, and stroked.
“Wow. I have little hands, and it still doesn’t fill them.”
Dexter roared and started pumping cum deep into Stacy. She cried out, “That’s it–give me all of it.”
Tom’s cock finally stiffened under the woman’s masterful fingers. Marcus nodded at him. “Aren’t you gonna fuck your lovely wife?”
Tom shook his head no.
“Reclaim it, mon. That’s what you do.”
Tom hesitated, then pushed the three inches into the loose, cum-slick mess of his wife’s pussy. Two shallow thrusts and he came with a defeated sound. The woman laughed, barely able to talk.
“Holy shit. That small and he still can’t hold it either. You’re totally useless.”
The four young men laughed, clapped Tom on the shoulder as if it were all a good joke, and eventually wandered off. Stacy lay there, covered and filled, smiling as she’d never smiled before.
“This was the best day of my life,” she said to the 4 Jamaican men.
Back at the hotel that night, they talked, carefully, without raising their voices. The anger had burned down into something colder and more practical. They made a deal. Once a month Stacy would find a big black cock to take care of what Tom’s three inches couldn’t. Then they would come back here once a year so she could fuck these men again. Especially Dexter. Once a month Tom could get a quiet rub-and-tug at an Asian massage parlor and stare all he wanted without anyone laughing in his face.
They both slept better than they had in years.
The End.
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