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aurbaWhen we went to Aruba for a week we were 44 and 27, had been married for over 4years and had been together for nearly 7 years. We had already enjoyed manyvery kinky adventures together and with others. We are both sexually”straight” and had gravitated from classic swinging with other couples intowhat works best for us: meeting sexually aggressive straight men for MFMthreesomes or in groups for gangbangs – and meeting experienceddominant/sadistic straight men for S&M action. We flew to Aruba out of DFWairport (we live between Tulsa and Dallas, in southeastern Oklahoma), throughSan Juan, and on into Oranjestaad, the capital (and only) city on the smallisland. We stayed at the Sonesta Hotel and Beach Resort on the main coastalroad in downtown Oranjestaad. The hotel was beautiful but would not have beenour first choice since access to the “Beach Resort” part required boarding oneof the hotel’s open boatsin the tiny “harbour” of the lower lobby, and boatingout through the canal under the main coastal road into the city’s harbour andacross some open water to an offshore island which had been very nicely (andexpensively) converted to a beach resort by Soonest. We were at the Sonestabecause Kiki had discovered a great $35-a-night rate for the hotel that wecould use at that time. We rented a 4-wheel-drive Japanese “jeep-type” vehiclefor transportation. We enjoyed the island’s wonderful weather, great beaches,shopping – loved the submarine trip(though is was expensive) – explored allover – did the tourist stuff and loved it. We had hoped to find some sort ofkinky sex action but by Thursday (our 4th day there) we had about given up. Wetook the sunset catamaran cruise available from Red Sail Sports, at the HyattRegency on the island’s main beach and hotel area. We wore shorts and t-shirtsand carried swimsuits and miscellaneous stuff in a beach bag. The catamaranwas quite large and the friendly, outgoing crew had a good crowd that night -the crew kept the party atmosphere lively and the drinks (free, included incruise price, and plenty strong) flowing. We wound up sitting on the top atthe front of the boat, leaning back against the slanting windows of the large”cabin”, talking with a girl from Boston who was there alone on vacation.After a while a local man joined us and began entertaining us and regaling uswith local stories, standing in front of the three of us, bouncing gently onthe ropes tied across the open bow of the catamaran. Fidel turned out to bethe health club/gym manage rat the Hyatt Regency, and he explained that hesometimes took the sunset cruises (free, of course) for fun and to meet someof the visitors to the island. He was about 5’11” and weighed about 210 or 220,was in excellent shape (predictably for a health club manager) and had theblackest skin we’d ever seen. After a few hours of drinking, sailing about,enjoying the sunset, and k**ding around and getting acquainted and swappingstories, the catamaran returned us to the shore. Kiki was so drunk that shehad some difficulty walking down time stairs which we lowered at the front fordisembarking. We wound up walking down the beach in the twilight with me, mywife, the girl from Boston, and Fidel. Near some volleyball nets, we stoppedand Kiki announced that she “had to go” but didn’t want to wander through thehotel beach areas and lobbies to find a rest room. I told her to just go inthe water off the beach. She promptly sat down, opened the beachbag, took outher black, thong-back bikini, and proceeded to change clothes right then andthere. The girl from Boston was shocked; she turned to me and said, “Your wifeis naked right there!” That was too much for her, and she mumbled some excusesand wandered off to her hotel (the Golden Tulip, just down the beach). Inoticed that while a few of the beach strollers in the twilight had observedKiki changing into her swimsuit in public (and looked away discreetly), Fidelhad paid close attention to her. When she staggered out into the calm wateroffof Palm/Eagle Beach, Fidel followed her. I could see him approachher and begintalking to her – they were facing each other, about a footapart – after a fewminutes,he moved up close to her and kissed her.As I watched them put theirarms around each other, I hoped and hoped that we had found our kinkyCaribbean adventure at last. The light was fading and I could barely see themnow – they were in chest-deep water about 50 or 60 feet off of the beach. Whenthey did finally return toshore, Kiki came in first, with Fidel following about 20 feet behindher. I rushed up to my wife and asked her what happenedout there. Shesmiled, a bit drunkenly, and said, “We were making out and hejustpulled his swimsuit down, pulled the crotch of my bikini aside, andfuckedme standing up in the water. He never even asked, he just did it.”I knew howmuch Kiki loved sexually aggressive men, how much she cravedfeeling used andabused by men sexually, how she thrilled at being treated exactly like theslut she truly is down deep – and I also feltmy cock stiffen immediately ather words. Fidel now joined us and seemed to be watching me for some reaction.I looked at him, stuck my hand out,and said, “Fidel, way to go, man!” Hehesitated only a moment before grasping my hand and shaking it, saying, “Yourwife is very hot.” ThenFidel suggested that we swim out to the hotel’s divingbarge (a pontoonboat for SCUBA diving trips) which was anchored about 150 feetoff ofthe beach. He said it was “okay” and would be private for some canlı bahis fun.Westupidly, or perhaps just drunkenly, or just too carried away with thesexualexcitement of the instant, all walked right into the water andwaded out toswimming depth, to swim to the barge – leaving our beachbag unattended on thenow dark beach. (The bag was stolen while we were”partying” – ourown fault, ofcourse – hated losing the brand-new 8mmcamcorder, some clothes, a few hundreddollars in cash, my wallet and credit cards …and the keys to our rentalvehicle.) Kiki reached thebarge first (former lifeguards tend to be excellentswimmers even when pretty drunk) and she swam around looking for an easy wayaboard, as Ifollowed – we shortly found that the back, by the outboard motor,had the nice low, metal dive platform, and clambered up onto it, a bit outofbreath from the fast swim. Fidel climbed up out of the water, kissedKiki once,then turned her around, pulled her bikini bottoms off andtossed them to me,got her on her hands and knees, lowered his swimsuitand for the first time Isaw his cock – magnificent, jet-black, about10 inches long and as thick as mywrist – easily the largest cock Kikior I had ever seen outside of pornovideotapes (and we have seen a lotin person over 10 years of exploring kinkysex and living out our fantasies for real). He fingered my wife’s cunt for aninstant, seemedsatisfied with its readiness, and pushed his monster black cockstraight into her hot, wet pussy. She moaned, so beautifully and happily, ashebegan pumping her doggy-style. I removed my own shorts (now soaked fromtheswim, another stupid move) and began stroking my cock – so hard andthrobbingit felt as though it would explode already. I was already thinking about theproblem here – that Fidel was fucking my wife withouta condom (we had broughtplenty of rubbers with us, just in case) – wehad begun asking men to userubbers when fucking my wife way back in 1984and this was the first time wehad slipped up. (This time turned out okaybut we did worry a lot after we gotback home – first about a late periodthat finally did arrive, and then aboutSTD’s until we took two sets oftests and came up clear.) Fidel made it obviouswhen we was cumming inmy wife’s cunt, then pulled out of her and backed up onthe metal deckand said, “Now you get some, Bob.” I got over behind my wife,who stayedin doggy-style position on her hands and knees, glanced at the cumthatwas leaking out of her freshly-fucked pussy, and then plowed in balls-deepinto her in one plunge. I fucked her while Fidel sat up by her head,playingwith her dangling breasts (medium-sized, 34B, nicely-shaped and firm), thenpulled her head down to lick his sticky black cock, until hegot another hard-on and began using her long blonde hair to guide herface up and down for hispleasure. I came up inside her, with massive,shuddering final strokes,shooting for what seemed like minutes. When Ipulled out, Fidel let her movearound and sit downwith us. Withoutanother word, we all dived into the blacknight-time Caribbean and swamback to shore, where we discovered that ourcarelessness had led to thetheft of our beach bag. While we pondered how toeven get back to ourhotel downtown (about 8 or 10 miles), Fidel walked awaytoward the hotels; in a few minutes he was back and said he had found us aride totown. We followed him to the alleyway between two hotels and all jumpedinto the back of a small pickup truck. Shortly we were dumped off at thefancyentrance to our hotel. We looked a bit bedraggled – well, Kiki andI did, atleast – I went to the front desk and explained about the theftof the beach bagwhich had our room key in it, and waited while the clerkprepared a newelectronic key for us.While waiting I looked over at Kiki, standing by hernew black lover in the well-lighted lobby, and wassure that anyone lookingcould see the freshly-fucked look on her face. We all three went upstairs; itwas now about 10 PM or so. We got somebeer out of the room’s “servi-bar-refrigerator” (Amstel Light, our beerof choice while we were in Aruba) andlaid down on the bed. It didn’ttake long for Fidel to begin trying to make outwith Kiki, fondling herbreasts and her thighs. She got into it and I felttotally thrilled watching this black Aruban with my wife in our brightly-lighted hotelroom on the big king-sized bed. Fidel got her bikini off hercompletelythis time, and put her on her back, then got on top of her andbetweenher legs and began fucking her again (the THIRD time that evening! -the guy seemed to be hard nearly all the time while we were with him!). I gotout our 35mm camera and began snapping photos of the black-and-whitecouplewrithing in a very athletic, wild fuck session on the bed, fromall angles,even crawling down between their four legs and getting some good close-ups ofhis giant black prong penetrating her puffy pinkish-white labia into her hot-pink snatch. At one point, Fidel flipped the mover and had my wife riding atophim – she looked so tiny (at 5’5″, 120)atop that black giant of a man (5’11”,210 or so) and I was so proud of her as I saw her really working to put out agood fuck for this man she’d only just met a few hours ago. When Fidelfinished in her twat again, I tried to pull her over on top of me, but Fidelsaid, “I don’t want you to fuck her until I say to …. is that okay with you,Bob?” I had no ideawhat to say, but decided it was best just to go along withit. Fidel toldme I could eat my wife and jack off if I wanted to, so I gotdownbetween bahis siteleri her legs and began licking her very-messy pussy, while Ijackedmyself off. I had a great orgasm just shortly after Kiki reached awildclimax from my tongue – I smeared my whole face around on her cum-sloppycunt, getting the mix of my wife’s juices and Fidel’s cum from myforehead to my chin, thickand sticky. We had some more beer, then Fidelbeganto play with the little blonde American slut wife again – this timeKikicomplained that she was too sore for any more that night, sayi ngthat thecombination of the salt-water fuck and the size of Fidel’s man-meat and theamount of screwing she had taken already had made her pussyvery sore andtender. Fidel ignored her and began working to **** her,holding her arms aboveher head and using his weight to hold her nakedbody down beneath him. Kikibegan to fight in earnest, and begging him to let her rest for a while atleast. She asked me to help her … I helped her, sort of…. I grabbed herarms and held them for Fidel whilehe began r****g her. During the first partof the struggle, she hadmanaged to scratch us both up some with herfingernails, but once Fidelhad his massive hard black penis up inside her cunt,she gave up and, ina very short time, her hips were working with Fidel’s fuckmotions andshe had yet another orgasm. She later told me that she trulyenjoyed thereality of the **** scene (though she readily admits that **** canonlybe erotic to her when she is certain that her personal safety is nottrulythreatened beyond just forced sex). She did not fight again andopenly saidshe’d learned her lesson and that she would do whatever Fidelwanted from thenon, whenever he wanted it. By now, we were all hungry, and Fidel suggested weorder a pizza for delivery to our room. He called for the pizza for us, usingthe local”papiamento” language/dialect (sort of a blend of Dutch, SpanishandEnglish with a little bit of French and some local Caribbean languageitemsthrown in for good measure). By the time the pizza delivery manknocked on thedoor about an hour later, Fidel was back at fucking mywife on the big bed oncemore. I opened the door, invited the pizzaman into the room while I got themoney to pay him. He seemed to enjoywatching the local black man fucking theAmerican blonde but didn’t sayanything and didn’t hint at joining us oranything. It was, however,quite exciting for me to see this total strangerleering at my nakedblonde wife entertaining Fidel on our hotel room bed – hedefinitelynoticed that the husband was there watching the show, too, byglancesand smirks at me while I was getting out the money. We finally alldrifted off to sleep, with Kiki between Fidel and me onthe giant bed. I wasawakened about 6 AM, just as the dawn broke andlight began to filter into oursliding-glass doors to the balcony (wealways leave the d****s open in hotelrooms) – as I slowly came “to” Idiscovered that Fidel was on top of my wifeAGAIN – he was kissing herand moving slowly atop her. When he noticed that Iwas awake, he said,”Bob, why don’t you guide me into your little wife?” – Ididn’t evenhesitate, and reached above his big black butt, down between hislegs,grasped that huge prick and guided it straight into my own wife’scunt.From then on, Fidel seemed to enjoy me putting his cock into mywife’scunt with my own hands – for the next several days, he often mountedherand then waited, staring over at me, until I got down and fingered herpussy,then used my hand or hands to guide his cock into her twat. Eventhough I amnot bi and not interested in sex with other men, this wasa special thrill tome (which surprised me, somewhat). For the nextthree days, we were with Fidelexcept when he was working. The sex waswonderful for Kiki and I was managingsome great cums from just jackingoff. When Fidel was working I sneaked a fewfucks with Kiki, but I didnot even try to fuck her while he was with us. Hespent each night withus the rest of our vacation there. Friday afternoon, wewent out to visit Fidel at the Hyatt Regency healthclub/gym – he was glad tosee us, and even introduced us to some of theyoung men who worked for himthere. There were not many guests using thefacilities while we were there, andFidel took a break for a little while.He took my wife by the hand, led heraway to a storeroom or something,looked back over his shoulder and said, “Bob,you don’t mind if I havesome more of your wife’s pussy, do you?”, and chuckled.I waited outfront with several young Aruban employees and a couple of guests.Theemployees seemed to enjoy my embarassment, while the hotel guestslookeduncomfortable and tried to avoid looking straight at me. In about20minutes, Fidel and Kiki returned through the door. She was looking downather feet, as Fidel led her back to me, but did manage to glance upand give mea big grin and a wink. Fidel made a point of saying, rightin front of theothers in the gym room, “You sure married a hot pieceof ass, Bob”, as we leftout the door. That Fidel did manage to havea certain knack about him forknowing how to provide maximum titillationfor a couple like Kiki and me. Wehad a long visit one early eveningin our hotel room while waiting for Kiki toshower and fix her hair and Fidel was quite open about his enjoyment of blondeAmericans, mostespecially married sluts whose husbands had a voyeuristicstreak. Hetold me that he was on the “hunt” quite often among the tourists,butwas rather “picky” and only jumped on available sluts once in a while.Hewas bahis şirketleri quite open about how attractive Kiki was and how easy it was to”read” ourinterests in kinky sex. Saturday morning, Fidel arranged a half-day fishing-boat trip for us, and took off work himself to go with us. I had thought hemight fix thetrip up free, but no such luck as I had to pay for it. We leftthe harbour on the fishing boat – looked like a 30-35-foot sport-fishermantype- with a captain (looked about 40 or 45) and one “hand” (looked about 17or 18), both of Spanish heritage. I think I may have failedto mention thatFidel was 27 years old when we met him. We were takenaround the northwestperimeter of the island, dragging lines, but didn’tmanage to find anythingmuch (only catch was some kind of weird-lookingdeep-sea creature that we threwright back). Fidel and Kiki and I drankquite a bit of beer and began to bebored with the fishing effort andlack of action. Fidel pulled Kiki out of herchair and pushed her tobend over the backrail of the boat, then pulled herbikini bottoms offand fingered her. I noticed the young boy watching intentlyand the captain glancing back from the flying bridge above and forward.Fideltold me to come over and lick her pussy for him, and I did, kneelingdownbehind my bent-over wife. I licked and licked, getting her really and makingneat sounds. Then I felt Fidel tap me on the shoulder and Imoved backward,still on my knees – Fidel, now nude and sporting nearlya foot of throbbinghard black meat (hell, it looked like a short blackbaseball bat in a way),stepped up and put the mushroom head of his cockright at my wife’s shiny slickpussy … and waited, looking down side-ways at me – I knew what he wanted butwas extra embarassed by knowingothers were watching in broad daylight on theboat – I swallowed hardand gave up any pretense of self-respect and reached upto wrap my white hand around that massive jet-black cock and guided it into mywife’s waiting pussy as Fidel moved forward. I removed my hand as Ifelt thefront of my hand touch Kiki’s juicy cuntlips, spread w-i-d-earound Fidel’scock. Then I moved back and began jacking off – I almostlet myself cum whenFidel began cumming in her, but was glad I hadwaited then because I got extrathrills when Fidel yelled at the boatcaptain, who had just finished anchoringthe boat (about a half-mileoff the coast of the island), and he came down tothe kinky little slutI have married and dropped his trousers and began fuckingmy wife’scum-filled snatch, hard and fast. He didn’t take long to cum andpulledback, with a strand of cum and cuntjuice connection his retreatingcockand my wife’s hot slut cunt until it finally broke. The young boy thentooka turn at Kiki’s cunt, while she waited bent over the railing.The young deckhand had a long thin cock and damned sure took his time humping my wife,finally yelling in Spanish as he pumped another load of semen up into herdeeply. When the boy backed away from the Americanfucktoy pig, Fidel told meto clean her oy pig, Fidel told me to clean her up by licking her and tospendsome time licking her asshole. I got down on my knees behind herandlicked her for all I was worth, managing to give her one hard cum as Ididit. When Fidel pulled me back this time, he told me he wanted herasshole, so Iguided his cockhead between her asscheeks and up to hertiny little pink-brownasshole. He worked it slowly, getting the headup inside her and then waitingfor her to adjust to the size before hebegan giving her more of his cock. Hewould give her about an inch orso and then pause, letting her rectum relaxaround the cock, then giveher another inch. As big as that man was and withoutany added lube atall we all knew she needed him to go very slowly. Pretty soonshe was showing when she wanted another inch by wiggling her hips andhumpinggently. Fidel finally got his entire cock up her butt, his bigblacksack and balls right up touching her flesh. It was pretty incredible towatch and that was when I finished jacking myself off and spilled myown semenonto the deck of the boat. Fidel did cum up her ass and hedid have me lick hersore, spread asshole (it stayed open, gaping, fora while after he pulled outof her – really an amazing sight) as hercum leaked back out of her rectum,through her anus. Saturday night, and then again Sunday night, Fidel let mefuck my ownwife along with him. We sandwiched her between us, taking turnsbeingon the bottom (laying face-up) with cock in her cunt, and being on topofher (she was facing down onto the man beneath her) with cock up hertightasshole. She took it all very well and had the time of her younglife (up tothat point, at least) sexually. Our only regret was that Fidel had not usedrubbers on her – when weasked him to after that first experience out on thebeach, he said hedidn’t want to use them and since he had already fucked hertwice with-out a rubber, it was stupid to demand them now. We sweated outherperiod (dreading the thought of an abortion, but reconciled to thenecessityof one) and were relieved when it finally arrived, two weekslate, after ourreturn home. We also worried until our health testscameback clear. We do urgeother couples like us to practice “safersex”and we do work harder now at that,always thinking back to whatrisks we took during that vacation in Aruba. PostScript: We stayed in touch with Fidel by telephone after ourreturn hometoOklahoma. In September he quit his job with Hyatt andmoved to Michigan toattend school. He flew down from Michigan to visitus in our home for a week inmid-December of 1991 (we all had anothergreat time and this time he did userubbers when fucking my slut wife).We have since lost track of him, but hopehe calls usagain someday

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