Her hand gripped his thick dark shaft. Her tongue licked his flared, mushroom head. His finger danced lightly over her exposed clit. She was close. So was he. “American Airlines; Terminal C, Ma’am” She lifted her head and looked at the driver. “I don’t board for over an hour, please take another lap around the airport.” He nodded and pulled away. His black cock was wet and hard. She was determined to make him cum this tri...

Aspen Mountain looked glorious. Conditions perfect. Her husband admired her form, legs bent, leaning forward, driving her hips down when needed. Much improved since they arrived. She took it effortlessly. Exhausted, she fell forward, her instructor’s pole slick with cum. It wasn’t noon and this was her third effort. Her goal had been to do all black by the end of the week. Jamal had her on his by day two. His wife looked...

She walked in from the pool as he poured a beer, asking how the match went. “I won the front.” He smiled She was happy. He took golf seriously. “Well, here's your prize.” She had him sit and quickly removed his cock from his slacks and began to suck him. She felt a tug on her bikini bottoms and let them fall to the ground. Looking back over her shoulder, she saw Marcus stroking himself rock hard. “And Marcus won the back...

She tossed her hair to the side and let her tongue run up and down the shaft. He was hard. She moaned slightly and took his dark shaft into her warm mouth. He moaned even louder. She began to bob up and down. In seconds he came, the cum spewing from his cock. She didn’t pause. She pleasured him for a bit, holding his cock and then she swallowed. She lifted her head and looked at him standing in the door to their bedroom....

The fireplace crackled with the sound of dry wood, fire warming the den. Head resting on Jamal’s stomach, her tongue casually tasted her juices and the last drip of cum from the tip of his engorged ebony cock. The storm raged outside. “That was Marcus. The road's open. He should be here in about an hour.” She looked up at her husband. Relieved and excited for what lay ahead. “The weatherman predicted another eight inches...

He pulsed as I slowly pumped his ebony shaft. My tongue massaged his flared head. I accepted his thick, hot load and swallowed. He pulled up his jock and then his shorts. He thanked me and ran out. I heard the crowd cheer his return. “Thanks, honey. That should relax him.” “Let’s hope so,” I told his coach. “He is your best player, and he was awful.” “It worked last game. If we make the championship, you might need to do...

Sara put on one of the plush spa robes, slipped on a pair of slipper sandals she had brought, and walked out of her treatment room down the hallway. She saw Lia, who directed her to a small private room with a table set for lunch. She took the seat and smiled at Lia, thanking her. Lia still had on her flowered silk skirt, but it seemed shorter than before. Sara made no comment and looked at the small menu card on her plat...

Sara slid off the table, a bit weak with pleasure. Jason helped her into her robe. He was still nude below the waist and made no effort to get dressed. She saw that his cock was slowly losing its stiffness. He told her that her bath was already drawn and ready for her. “Feel free to take a moment to gather yourself. It is just right out the door, through the second door, on the right. You know where the pool lounge area i...

Sara undressed, leaving her belongings in the spacious locker and walked to the treatment room. The room was tiled, there were all sorts of shower hoses and a long “massage-like” table covered in a light sheet with a headrest at one end. She saw numerous shaped pillows and wedges stacked in a corner. Next to the massage table was a side table with salts, oils, lotions and a warmer. The door opened and Jason walked in, he...

“Happy Anniversary, baby,” Jeff said as he leaned over the kitchen counter to give her a kiss and hand her a card. She took it, smiled and returned his kiss and said thanks. Sara opened the card and read the lovely words and felt special. There was a small envelope as well and she opened it. There were two note cards inside. THIS WILL CONFIRM Reservations at The Lark 7:00 pm Prix Fixe Seven Course Meal With wine parings T...

John heard the engines start and opened his eyes. The clock on the side table read 7:25, he rolled over quietly and saw Tanya, face down on the bed sleeping. His eyes ran down her lithe body and saw the dried semen on one half of her caramel butt. He smiled recalling how it got there. “Damn that was one great evening,” he thought to himself as he carefully slid out of bed. He had a bit of a headache from the free-flowing...

Kim and Lily lay next to each other, topless, their skin glistening with suntan lotion. Brian was in a beach chair under an umbrella. His eyes were on the two women. After the threesome with Sara, he was contemplating a similar experience with Kim. Getting it from the other women was just fine with him! “So, Lily, what did you think when Miles invited you and Brian to join our little band of perverts for the weekend?” Kim...

Chapter 3 Jamal brought the tender to the stern of the yacht, and he helped Kim step onboard the 20 ft inflatable boat. The Calypso Dancer was his first private weekend job and after what he had witnessed so far, he was ready to be hired full time. He had known Dennis since he was fourteen and had been hanging out around boats for years. His goal was to be a Captain on a private yacht, and he knew he had to put in his tim...

CHAPTER TWO John and Dennis enjoyed watching Sara welcome the new couple to the cruise. When the threesome encounter ended, they looked at each other with stupid grins. Dennis just shook his head. “Skipper, this might be The Calypso Dancer’s best excursion yet,” John said, slapping Dennis on the shoulder. “I am going to go grab a beer and see about the others. As he entered the galley he saw Tanya dressed in a polo and ba...

Sara zipped up her valise satisfied that she had packed all that she needed. Two bikinis, light wraps for the sun, sandals (one for on deck and a separate pair for onshore, John was a stickler for deck marks), one bra in the event the ashore Saturday night, several pairs of panties, two skirts, three blouses, shorts, and one pair of slacks. They were only going to be gone a weekend, but she liked a variety of choices even...