Susan could not contain her smile as she sat in the passenger seat of their family SUV, her husband Ted driving over the Vincent Thomas Bridge, the sight of the gleaming cruise ship docked at the Port of Los Angeles before them, floating on glimmering water.

“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” she beamed as she grabbed Ted’s hand, grinning broadly while she looked adoringly at her husband of thirteen years. She reflected on the good man that he has been to her. He was a loving husband and father, patient with her shortcomings, always seeking to meet her needs, even if it was in sacrifice to his own.

“Believe it,” Ted returned her smile. “Five days, no kids, no responsibilities. Just the ocean, sunshine, and Lamar!” He squeezed her hand when he said the name.

It’d been almost a year since Ted and Susan first met Lamar in Las Vegas and discovered an unexpected sexual awakening. Since then, their relationship with him only deepened when they visited Lamar’s mansion in California a few months later and had their first threesome experience when Lamar’s younger cousin Curtis joined them.

Just a few weeks ago, Lamar reached out to Ted to express his wish to see them again and invited them to an all-expenses-paid cruise to Cabo San Lucas. Ted insisted they pay for their own food, and Lamar understood and gave them that. Lamar had made the arrangements for their cabins to be next to each other, and for the divider between their balconies to be left open.

Now, the day had finally arrived for their departure, and Susan and Ted both were anxious to see what new things they would discover with Lamar while in a gorgeous setting!

It was just past 9:45 a.m. when Ted pulled the SUV into a parking spot at the port. They unloaded their baggage and walked it to the check-in area.

Once checked in, they took their baggage and luggage to another area, where porters took their luggage aboard, and it would be waiting for Ted and Susan outside their stateroom door. Soon, they found themselves walking up the gangway and into the huge vessel with gleaming decks. They could hear the faint sound of steel drums playing a melody somewhere in the background.

On e they found their cabin, they used their thumbprints against a glass plate to open their door, and they stepped inside, eyes wide in wonder. They had never been on a cruise!

The room was modern and well-apportioned. It contained a king-size bed, and included a private balcony overlooking the port. They knew that it would soon be overlooking the beautiful blue Pacific Ocean! Susan turned toward Ted and squeezed him in a warm hug and sweet kiss. 

“This is so exciting, Ted,” she burst.

Ted smirked as he stared into his wife’s brown eyes. “Let’s make the most of this, my love.”

Setting their baggage on top of the bed for now, they made their way out to the balcony. As arranged with Hospitality, the gate between Lamar’s and their balconies was propped open with a rubber wedge. They could see Lamar already leaning against the railing of his balcony, shirtless, with a cocktail in his hand. He turned and smiled at them at the sound of their arrival.

“Well, if it isn’t my favorite couple,” he chuckled.

“There he is!” Ted grinned as he ardently squeezed Lamar’s extended hand. “Thank you for arranging all of this. We are both very excited.”

“It is absolutely my pleasure,” Lamar said warmly as he hugged Susan with affection. “And I hope it’s her pleasure, too,” he added as the three of them laughed nervously.

Then Lamar gestured at the open gate between their balconies. “The setup is perfect, right? We’ve got privacy, discretion. Easy access when we want it.”

Trying unsuccessfully not to stare at Lamar’s chiseled physique, Susan shuddered slightly at the last phrase. “Easy access,” she repeated in her head.

The three stood against the balcony railing as the ship launched from the port.

Once at sea, Ted and Susan walked back to their stateroom next door to unpack and rest before joining Lamar on deck for launch in the afternoon and exploratory strolls on the ship. They found a small outside bar and enjoyed cocktails.

As the sun began to sink low on the flat, blue horizon, the three of them took in the beautiful sight, inhaling the clean, crisp air. Lamar then suggested they meet at the onboard steakhouse for dinner. They agreed to meet in front of the restaurant at 6:30.

Ted and Susan strolled back to their room, where they took separate showers and changed their clothes. By 6:20, they were ready. Susan felt her heart flutter with anticipation as they walked the narrow corridors to the elevators and to the steakhouse doors. 

Lamar, already there, smiled broadly as they approached. He spread his arms wide to wrap them around Susan, who was now wearing a black cocktail dress with a pink flower print. She closed her eyes as her breasts pressed against his firm torso, and breathed in his pleasant aroma of cologne and lotion through her nostrils.

—

As they stepped into the dimly lit space, they could feel the floor gently rocking beneath their feet. The young hostess whose name tag read “Nayra” and indicated her home country of India escorted them to a table and informed them in a British accent that their waiter would be with them shortly.

Ted held a red velvet-padded chair out for his lovely wife and she sat in it, then he and Lamar sat themselves on either side of Susan. The three of them unfolded their white linen napkins and placed them in their laps.

After only a couple minutes of small talk about the ambience of the restaurant, a slender man who looked no more than twenty approached, wearing a dapper server uniform. He introduced himself as Alejandro, and that he would be their waiter for the evening. His nametag indicated that his home country was Argentina. His smiling gaze lingered on Susan, drawing a flattered grin from the attractive woman.

They each introduced themselves, but Alejandro only seemed interested in hearing the attractive woman’s name, and Lamar noticed while Ted seemed oblivious. Lamar looked down at his menu as he smirked.

Alejandro took their drink orders and gave them some time to look over the menu before returning to take their food orders.

At the table, as they waited for their food and during dinner, they discussed the recent successes of Lamar’s gym franchise’s business, Ted’s corporate career, Susan’s job at the bank, and their boys’ schooling and sports. 

In a momentary lull in the conversation, after taking a sip of wine, Susan asked about Lamar’s cousin Curtis. Lamar shared that Curtis was doing well, managing one of Lamar’s gyms, and in a hushed voice, shared that Curtis had found a newlywed couple in their twenties and they had hit it off. He was having the time of his life. Susan seemed pleased to hear it, her blushing cheeks the only indication of a tinge of envy.

After dessert and shared laughs, they decided to head back to their staterooms. Lamar invited Ted and Susan to join him in his cabin for a little nightcap when they were ready. They readily accepted his tempting offer, promising to see him later.

—

Lamar left his sliding door open, the ocean breeze gently billowing into his room. He was sitting on his bed, and looked up toward the balcony, smiling as he watched Susan saunter into his cabin, followed closely by Ted.

Susan had changed into a light pink satin half robe, tied at the waist with a sash, accentuating her hourglass figure. He wondered if she was wearing anything underneath. He stood to embrace the woman’s curves while Ted sat on a built-in cushioned bench across from the bed.

Lamar leaned down to touch Susan’s lips with his, tenderly at first, then quickly turning more passionate and open-mouthed. He could hear her whimper quietly, trying to contain her primal hunger that seemed to match his own. His nostrils inhaled the scent of her perfume as he slid his hands down the silky material on her back. He paused at her ass, kneading the spongy flesh in his powerful hands.

Lamar moved his hands to Susan’s waist, deftly untying the sash while continuing to kiss her. Her robe fell open, revealing her naked breasts and a white satin pair of bikini brief panties with a tiny bow just below her soft tummy. He raised a hand to delicately grope a soft, spongy lobe. They could hear Ted shift on the cushioned bench behind them, his excitement growing.

Susan closed her eyes and sighed as Lamar bent down to take each breast in his mouth alternately, his tongue teasing her nipples. They hardened in response.

Lamar rose again, bending his head low to resume sensual kisses on Susan’s mouth. She dropped to her knees and began unfastening Lamar’s belt and pants, reaching in tenderly. She found his thick cock—that love tool that had previously brought her so much pleasure—and pulled it free. Stroking its velvety skin, she opened her watering mouth and wrapped it over the shaft.

Lamar vocalized, “Ohhhh, fuck yeah,” as he closed his eyes, savoring the blissful sensation of Susan’s warm mouth slowly sliding back and forth on his manhood.

“That’s it, Babydoll,” he breathed. “Suck that cock.”

His words inflamed her hunger, as she began sliding her mouth back and forth at a quicker pace, her saliva thickening as she did.

“Oh shit,” Lamar cried, pulling her head away. “That was close, Baby,” he breathed. “But I want to cum in that sweet pussy of yours,” he added.

Susan stood on her feet again, leaning in to kiss her stud affectionately. She felt Lamar’s hands at her shoulders, brushing the satin robe away and into a puddle on the floor.

Lamar bent to hook his thumbs onto the sides of her panties, and slid them down. She stepped out of them and took a moment to stand there completely nude before him.

“Get on that bed,” he commanded quietly.

Ted still sat on the padded bench across from the bed, his erection throbbing under his pants. He shifted again.

Susan climbed onto the bed on all fours as both men in the room savored the view of her full, swaying ass, catching quick glimpses of her pussy as she crawled. Then she fell onto her back and slowly spread her legs for her two lovers’ gazes.

Lamar was out of his clothes in a flash, climbing over Susan on the bed, kissing her lips, her chest, sucking and licking both breasts, then her tummy, before hovering his face over her sex.

He began kissing her inner thighs, inching closer and closer to his prize. Finally, he gave her labia one kiss before extending his tongue and massaging her folds and clit with it.

“Uhhh,” she sighed, eyes closed and head resting on a pillow. She grabbed her breasts and began kneading them as Lamar lapped at her crotch.

In no time at all, Ted watched as his wife was bucking her hips on Lamar’s face while he pressed his mouth between her flaps, sliding fingers in and out of her wettening entrance. Susan was in a euphoric frenzy, crying out with each breath before her body visibly stiffened and her legs began to shake. Her loud moan told everyone within earshot that she was climaxing!

Lamar, ever the expert, slowed his oral assault until it became gentle kisses of adoration, and finally backing his face away altogether while his lover caught her breath.

He climbed back over Susan, dipping his head to kiss her passionately.

“You ready for more, Gorgeous?” he taunted.

Susan nodded without uttering a word, and Lamar positioned his warm tool at her slick entrance. Ted watched as Lamar pressed his hips forward, slowly sliding inch by inch into her warm, slick crevasse.

“I missed this so much,” Susan sighed as she relished the sensation of being filled so completely.

“Damn, you feel so good,” Lamar responded.

Ted observed intently as both Susan’s and Lamar’s hips met with slow thrusts. 

“Fuck me,” Susan whispered. “Take my pussy,” she begged, this time a little louder. 

Ted could not believe his ears; to hear his wife express such wanton desire. He couldn’t help but begin rubbing his rock-hard cock over his pants.

Lamar began pounding Susan like a jackhammer with steady thrusts. She moaned at each one, gripping his back with her hands and wrapping her legs around his waist.

Susan’s cries made it plain that she was climaxing again. Lamar paused briefly to take one of Susan’s ankles and put it over his shoulder. Then he began pushing into her again.

Ted moved so he could see the penetration as it happened. He had forgotten how electric it was to watch Lamar take his beautiful wife right in front of him!

Lamar then plowed into the married woman with a quickened rhythm, grunting with each thrust. Ted could see Lamar’s back glistening with sweat.

Finally, his body locking, Lamar let out a loud roar. His body quivered as he emptied his essence deep into Susan’s vagina.

Catching his breath while still inside her, Lamar moaned, “Oh, GOD, that was so fucking hot! Oh shit!”

He leaned down to kiss Susan for a few moments before withdrawing, his seed running out of her folds and onto the bed cover.

Lamar rolled off Susan and lay next to her. Ted’s gaze was fixed between his wife’s legs as he watched Lamar’s semen continuing to spill from inside her, now a puddle on the bed.

When Lamar got up and walked to the bathroom, Ted couldn’t resist. He tore off his clothes and climbed over Susan, his small cock already stiff in arousal. Without taking a moment to clean her up first, he plunged into her.

“Oh, we’re doing this?” Susan chuckled in surprise.

“Uh-huh,” Ted breathed in response, closing his eyes as he wildly thrust in and out of his bride. 

Draping her arms around her husband’s neck, she looked at his face, smiling in love and affection for the man who was giving her these adventures with Lamar. That emotion caused her to begin bucking her hips against Ted.

They did not even notice Lamar as he sat in amusement on the bed next to them, smiling as he watched the husband reclaim the wife.

After only a couple minutes, Ted groaned as he came inside Susan, mixing with Lamar’s warm fluids.

Ted collapsed on top of his wife, and she caressed his back with her fingernails, kissing his shoulder.

A few moments later, Ted was withdrawing and lying next to Susan. 

“That was new,” Lamar chuckled as he lay on Susan’s other side. “We’ll have to do it again some time!”

Ted and Susan laughed. 

“We definitely will,” Ted smiled, getting up from the bed and walking to the bathroom.

“You good, Baby?” Lamar asked Susan.

“Ohhh, so much more than good,” she answered, a look of euphoria on her face.

Ted returned with a damp washcloth and affectionately dabbed at his wife’s most intimate areas. 

Susan stood and put her robe back on, casually walking over to Lamar and kissing him once more as Ted gathered his clothes from the floor. They walked out the sliding door to the balcony and back to their cabin.

“I’ll see you guys tomorrow at breakfast!” Lamar called out as they passed out of his eyesight. He heard Susan say, “Nine o’clock! I need to sleep in after tonight!”

—

The next morning, Susan and Ted awoke in their own cabin bed, the sun shining through their sliding door. Ted got out of bed first and padded his way to the bathroom. When he returned, he saw his wife laying uncovered, warm sunlight streaming across her torso. He grinned at his fortune marrying such a beautiful woman who had finally found her stride sexually. He was convinced they had saved their marriage with this new lifestyle. As he dressed, he watched her strut towards the bathroom, her full ass jiggling with each step.

Now both dressed, they left their stateroom and headed up to Deck 12 to meet Lamar at the Lido buffet for breakfast. They held hands in the elevator as they sensed the rapid movement of the shiny pod.

In the busy buffet, they spotted Lamar standing, waving his arms widely at them with his unmistakable handsome smile. They wove their way to his table and he hugged Susan when they arrived. He had already gotten himself a plate of breakfast, and encouraged them to go get theirs.

A few minutes later, they were eating and sipping coffee over casual conversation. The subject of their chat eventually turned to Lamar’s friend he had told them about before the cruise, an expatriate named Bruce now living in Cabo. Lamar said he would arrange for a car to pick them up tomorrow once they were docked and deboarded for an excursion to Bruce’s home, not far from the port.

They decided to change into their swimsuits and meet back at the pool. Ted and Susan were already soaking in the cool water in the adult pool when Lamar arrived in his standard black trunks, showing off his muscular body. Susan noticed several young women turning to watch him as he walked by, making her smile with the carnal knowledge of her publicly desired Adonis.

The three of them relaxed and enjoyed their conversation in the cool water. They were served drinks while they waded in the gently rocking water that moved with the subtle rolling of the ship. 

The men appreciated the view as Susan stepped out of the pool facing away from them with the intent to dry in the sunlight in a deck chair. Soon, they joined her.

Their time in the sun was mostly quiet. Susan was reclining with her eyes closed. Ted and Lamar, positioned on either side of her, chatted and commented on the different passengers they observed.

After some lunch at one of the onboard grills, Lamar began to feel a little frisky. In a lowered voice, he leaned in and teased the idea of going back to one of their staterooms and having a little mid-afternoon playtime before dinner. Ted and Susan smiled their assent to his proposal. Ted and Susan invited Lamar to their cabin.

Once inside, Susan asked Lamar if he wanted her to freshen up. “No need,” he answered. “You’ve been sitting in a pool today. That’s fresh enough for me!”

Without much ado, Susan pulled her damp swimsuit down to the floor and climbed onto their mattress. Ted took a seat in a plush chair, angling it towards the bed while Lamar stripped out of his trunks and joined Susan.

“Assume the position,” he said in a husky voice. “I wanna see that ass.”

Susan had an idea what “the position” was, so she rolled over onto her elbows and knees, her lovely butt sticking up, her vagina peeking out between the full cheeks.

Lamar positioned himself similarly behind Susan, inching his face closer to her ass as his strong hands spread her cheeks apart. Then he moved closer to her waiting honeypot.

“Mmm,” she heard Lamar moan. “I love this pussy!” He lapped at her labia, sliding his tongue between the lips. Ted could see his wife’s building arousal.

“Uhh, that feels so good,” she cooed.

Lamar licked Susan into a lather until she came. He backed his face away, smacking one of her cheeks as he knelt behind her and pointed his cock at her slick entrance.

“Stay right there,” he said before sliding into her lady pocket.

“Ahh, FUCK!” he groaned as he slid deeper. Susan gave a quick yelp and moaned.

Lamar picked up the rhythm until his thighs were slapping against hers. 

“Shit, I love this pussy,” he grunted. “FUCK!” he added, thrusting wildly into Susan.

She was moaning hungrily.

“Yes! Oh, yes!” she cried.

Ted had already reached under the waistband of his trunks, stroking himself as his eyes were fixed on the scene before him.

He heard his wife climax, and that drove him to his own. He pulled his cock above his waistband and shot a load all over the chair and floor. 

But no one saw it except him. He watched Lamar’s body stiffen as he grunted rhythmically between clenched teeth, indicating his ejaculation deep within Susan’s insides.

Once he withdrew, they fell next to each other on their backs, and Ted saw Lamar’s seed begin flowing from between Susan’s folds and onto the bedcover. It was a now-familiar sight that was one of his favorite things in this new life. 

Ted got up to grab some tissues to clean up his mess on the chair, and he handed Susan a few of the soft sheets, which she gratefully accepted and dabbed at her crotch before getting up to toss them into the toilet.

Lamar waited on the bed until Susan returned, then he kissed her sweetly before walking completely naked, picking up his black trunks, stepping through the sliding door. Before he left their sight to return to his own room, he suggested they meet again at the steakhouse for dinner. Ted and Susan called out their acceptance of the proposal before Lamar was out of sight.

Later, they enjoyed another delicious dinner, served by the ever-flirty Alejandro. Susan thought he was cute, and Lamar sensed it. 

They all agreed to retire for the night instead of engaging in another playtime, deciding to get some rest before their fun day ahead.

—

The next morning, Susan awoke in bed to sense that the ship was no longer moving. She jumped out of bed, naked, and hurried to the closed sliding door. She was happy to see that the ship was docked. Her eyes took in the sight of gleaming white resorts with their reflection in the blue waters of Cabo San Lucas.

Susan darted back to the side of the bed, shaking Ted awake.

“Ted! We’re in Cabo! Let’s get ready!”

Rubbing his eyes, Ted sat up and smiled at the sight of his nude wife, her sweet face, soft breasts and tummy, her curves, and her trimmed mound. She was a picture of desire! Flinging the sheets open, he sat up to kiss her sweetly.

“Okay,” he answered. “I’ll text Lamar to arrange meeting him for breakfast.”

That was one of their “rules” in this lifestyle they had decided months ago: only Ted could communicate with Lamar unless they were in-person. This helped avoid any direct messaging between their bull and Susan, which could lead to leaving Ted out and “cheating” behind his back. Lamar had actually suggested the arrangement to build trust.

Susan showered and dressed in a yellow spaghetti strap sundress, while Ted sported a burnt orange polo with white shorts. Soon, they were out the door and headed back up to the Lido deck for breakfast, hand-in-hand.

When they arrived at the buffet, they were pleased to see it was not as crowded as the previous morning. It was easy to spot Lamar in his typical black clothing: today, a button-up shirt, untucked, and black board shorts.  

The three savored the warm breakfast, rolls, and juice as they talked about the day ahead in Cabo. Lamar shared a little more about his friend Bruce; he was a committed bachelor, made a lot of money online in the early days of the internet, and was looking forward to meeting Lamar’s new friends. Lamar hinted strongly that Bruce was aware of the nature of their relationship, and may ask Susan to have sex.

The couple was not shocked at the revelation, considering the context of their relationship with Lamar, what had happened at his mansion with Curtis a few months ago. They had already considered the possibility. Still, looking at each other, they did not commit absolutely to the notion, since they hadn’t met Bruce yet.

“We’ll see how it goes,” smiled Ted as he wrapped his arm around his wife’s shoulders.

“That’s understandable,” grinned Lamar.

After breakfast, they made their way back to their staterooms to brush their teeth again and for Susan to gather a bag for their excursion.

—-

Ted, Susan and Lamar met outside their adjoining staterooms and walked to one of the lower decks de-boarding areas together. They walked down the gangway and headed to the taxis area on the curb next to the port.

Lamar had already made arrangements for a driver to take them to Bruce’s house in the hills. They saw a middle-aged male driver standing outside of a small Chevrolet Avero, holding a scrap of cardboard with the word “HILL”—Lamar’s surname—scrawled on it by hand in black permanent marker. Lamar led the way to the small car and shook the driver’s hand. Then they piled into the car, with Ted and Susan squeezing into the back seats, and Lamar up front in the passenger seat.

The driver made small talk with the trio in broken English. He introduced himself as Mateo, and he was curious about how his passengers knew each other, and what the purpose of their cruise together was. Ted and Susan were a little unsure how to answer, but Lamar took over quickly.

“We’re just really good friends,” he stated without further details.

Ted hesitated, then shrugged. “We’re pretty close.”

Susan stared out the window, hoping the topic changed soon.

The car passed through the gate into the Pedregal area and started up the hill, the streets narrowing as they climbed. Stucco walls and iron gates lined the road, each turn opening up a wider view of the stunning panorama of the ocean behind them, occasionally spotting their gleaming cruise ship in port in the distance.

Eventually, they found themselves on a gravel road in a secluded area before stopping in front of a modern villa. A black iron gate had the words, “Rancho Felicidad” welded above it.

They stepped out of the tiny car, and Lamar handed a tip of wadded dollars to Mateo. 

As the car began to drive away, a tall, fit middle-aged Black man with long graying dreadlocks approached them with a smile. He was wearing an untucked black floral print shirt, black shorts, and flip flops.

“My man!” Lamar smiled as he embraced his old friend.

“‘Mar, you get better lookin’ every damn year!” the man responded gleefully.

After they separated, Lamar turned toward the smiling couple. “Bruce, this is Susan and Ted,” he said, gesturing at them.

Bruce firmly shook Ted’s hand, then pivoted to Susan, taking her hand, stepping back to shamelessly look her up and down, before stepping forward again to kiss her hand.

“Susan, you are stunning,” he beamed. “Such beauty!” he added.

It had been some time since Ted had last seen her blush—maybe Vegas?—but it was clear she was humbly flattered.

“Please, come into my modest abode,” Bruce invited them, gesturing toward the villa as he put his other hand low at the small of Susan’s back.

As they strolled up the paved walkway toward the double glass doors covered by ornate wrought iron, Ted asked Bruce, “You have an amazing property! How long have you lived here?”

“I started a web business in the late-Nineties. Did well. Cashed it in. Semi-retired and took my money down here about six years ago,” Bruce explained.

“Late-Nineties?” Ted began. “That was the Wild West of the internet days. No wonder you did well!” he complimented. “What type of business?” he added cluelessly.

“It was a niche adult-oriented website,” was all Bruce responded with. Ted got the hint, and did not press any further.

They stepped through the glass doors into a modern Baja luxury villa with minimalist resort styling, warm desert tones, dark timber accents. The group paused to take it in as Bruce explained that he had purchased the property and had the home built to his preferences. 

Bruce gave them a tour of his 7,500 square foot, five-bedroom home. Susan was curious about one of the rooms, a very spacious one that wasn’t the Master Bedroom. It featured a giant bed in the center without blankets or head pillows, only a white fitted sheet. A large blue plush sectional sofa and matching rectangular ottoman sat to the side near the wall. Most curiously, there were tripods and ring lights positioned near those pieces of furniture. Bruce did not explain; they simply moved on. Susan glanced at Lamar, who only had a huge smile on his face.

They eventually made their way to the backyard, a desert-meets-modern luxury design. A narrow lap pool was positioned just off-center, with a few high-end outdoor lounge chairs scattered around it. At the far end, a cabana with tied curtains, a couch and table under it sat invitingly, with a bowl of strawberries and chilled water bottles atop the table. Naturally, that is where the group headed. A surprisingly pleasant intermittent breeze made them comfortable in the desert sun.

Susan sat on the couch. Bruce untied the back and side curtains before sitting next to Susan as Ted and Lamar dragged chairs over to face the couch.

Ted asked Bruce more about his web business history. 

“I’ll be transparent with you two,” he began, looking at Susan and Ted. “When online porn was just getting started, I found a niche fetish that did well for me. Apparently, a lot of other people share it: Interracial.”

Susan shifted slightly, tucking her feet under her butt.

Bruce continued: “I’ve always had a thing for white women,” he smiled at Susan. “I dunno; maybe it was when I found my brothers porno mags. All the models were beautiful white girls.”

“As an adult, once I discovered there were naked ladies posing online, I thought, ‘What if I took pictures of these women being loved on by brothers and put ‘em online?”

He went on, “At first, I just took photos and videos of me and my girlfriend fucking and uploaded them to a site domain I had purchased. We didn’t know anything about hiding our identities or anything like that. Nobody did back in those days.”

“Then, she tapped out. Left me,” he shared. “My next girlfriend was more of a freak and let me do anything to her, even share her with my homies!” he chuckled. “We filmed it all, and the site really started taking off. Before long, I was charging subscriptions, hiring other models, building a studio, and the money was pouring in like a wild river!”

“Yeah, Bruce was once thought of as the ‘King of Interracial Porn’ for a couple years,” Lamar shared.

“Those were the days,” Bruce smiled. “But then other guys started copying me, eventually doing it better, and I threw in the towel. Cashed out, moved here, and now I’m living my best life!”

They all laughed.

There was an awkward silence and Susan looked down at her lap and smoothed her dress absentmindedly.

“But don’t let ol’ Bruce give you the wrong impression,” Lamar began, breaking the silence. “He’s still a player and has the biggest cock I’ve ever seen!”

Lamar smiled at Susan, who blushed.

“You want to see it, Baby?” he asked her with a wicked grin.

“I…I mean, only if he…” she stammered nervously.

In seconds, Bruce had pulled down the waistband of his shorts and gripped the base of a thick, meaty shaft that Ted guessed was nine inches long!

Ted glanced at Susan, whose mouth was gaping as her eyes were locked onto the monster.

Bruce was also staring at Susan as he swayed his cock back and forth. “You want a taste?” he asked teasingly.

Without another word, Susan scooted closer to Bruce, tucked her hair behind her ear and slowly leaned down to wrap her watering mouth over the massive, bulbous head.

Susan did sense that her jaw was hanging lower than it usually does when she takes Lamar orally. She cautiously backed away slightly, licking the head and sliding her mouth and tongue along each side of the shaft. Eventually, she made her way back to the tip and slowly lowered her lips around Bruce’s sex tool again.

He groaned, laying his head back on the tops of the cushions and closing his eyes as Susan bobbed up and down the top third of his enormous cock.

Ted stared, his mouth gaping as Lamar watched with a broad grin. The only other time he had seen his beautiful mistress fuck another man was with Curtis, and most recently, her actual husband.

Bruce could sense that Susan was struggling, and he admired her effort. He wanted to taste her, and, if he was lucky, she’d let him put his monster inside of her. He had a Magnum in his pocket, just in case.

“Okay, Baby,” he wheezed. “Let me return the favor.”

Susan leaned back as Bruce brought the back cushion he had been resting against down to the cement before kneeling on it between her parted knees. He slid his hands up her thighs, pushing the hem of her sundress up towards her hips.

Bruce stared between her inner thighs, spying the crotch of her pink thong. He moved his face closer, pushing her legs further apart with his hands. He pressed his nose into her panties, inhaling her musky, womanly scent. 

“Mmm,” he cooed. “Smells so sweet.”

Bruce reached up to rub his fingers over the panties. They locked eyes, and Bruce could see the beginnings of a blissful grimace on Susan’s countenance.

Susan felt Bruce tug her gusset aside, exposing her naked sex to him. She felt the cool breeze on her crotch, and her arousal was building by the moment!

Bruce moved his mouth mere centimeters from her pussy, and Susan could feel his warm breath contrasting with the cool air. Then he opened his mouth, extended his tongue, and pressed it against her folds.

Susan whispered a sigh at the sensation, placing her feet on the cushion.

Bruce consumed her like a professional, starting softly, then pressing his mouth hard against her crotch as she squirmed and moaned.

It was all Ted could do not to touch himself over his shorts! He glanced over at Lamar, whose smile was even wider now, but never looking away from the alluring show before them.

Soon, Susan’s head was thrown back, eyes closed, mouth hanging open, and she was not hiding her pleasure. Moans, gasps, and cries escaped her throat as she ground her hips against Bruce’s mouth.

She shuddered with an orgasm, and Bruce backed away. From Ted’s perspective, he could see a string of saliva stretching from his wife’s soaked cunt and Bruce’s lips.

Bruce stood and leaned in, kissing Susan with an open mouth. The dirty thought of his wife kissing her own juices further drove Ted into a state of heightened titillation!

“May I have you, Susan?” Bruce said quietly, just enough for the other men to hear.

She nodded her head, eyebrows furrowed. “Please take it slow and gently,” she pleaded.

Without another word, Bruce reached into his pocket, withdrew a gold foil square packet, ripped it open, and rolled a giant-sized condom tightly around his quivering tool.

“For respect, baby,” he smiled.

He then dropped his shorts and opened his shirt, letting it fall behind him. He was now fully nude before Susan, and he saw her staring at his engorged, gigantic tool.

Leaning over her, Bruce placed his hands on the back cushion on either side of Susan‘s head. They both were looking down as Bruce inched his way closer to her most intimate place. 

Their flesh finally made contact, and Susan quietly moaned as Bruce rubbed the head up and down her folds, moistening it with her juices and his saliva from moments before. He also spit more saliva on his cock, stroking it to spread the added lubricant.

Bruce found Susan’s entrance. Achingly slowly, he pressed forward, feeling her slippery orifice grip his meat tightly. Susan took in a sharp breath as he gradually filled her cunt.

“You okay?” Bruce asked tenderly. Susan only nodded, her eyes still locked on his sinking monster down below.

When Bruce was bout halfway in, Susan clenched her eyes closed and cried out. 

“OH!” she moaned, her eyes wide open again, as was her mouth.

Bruce pulled back, not all the way out, but then pushed back in with a little more thrust and a little deeper. 

“AH!” she cried.

“That’s it,” Bruce almost whispered. “You can take it.”

“Oh my God,” Susan whimpered. “It’s so big. I’m so stretched; so full!”

Ted and Lamar stared in awe as they witnessed Susan being taken so completely. 

Bruce was now pistoning back and forth slowly between Susan’s thighs. He was hitting her cervix now, a new sensation for her. She was panting and sighing now, letting out an occasional yelp.

“Oh yeah,” Bruce grunted. “You want this. You crave it.”

“Yes!” she cried out, almost involuntarily.

“Oh yeah,” Bruce continued. “This pussy is so fucking tight. Such a good white wifey!”

Susan was now moaning with each of Bruce’s strokes, her head thrown back and eyes closed.

“You takin’ this big ol’ cock in front of your husband and bull?” he taunted.

“Oh my God,” she cried, her voice shaking.

Her climax was obvious to Lamar and Ted—and also to Bruce—when it hit Susan. Her vocal cries were sweet and faltering as Bruce felt her walls clamp tighter around his shaft.

Though he could have gone longer, Bruce let his mind go into finishing mode, focusing now on the sensations around his cock and the visuals of the beautiful woman’s face looking back at him with wanton desire, the contrasting of their skin tones meeting below, and the taboo of their momentary union. He could feel his peak rapidly approaching!

“Ah, shit!” he said with clenched eyes and teeth. “I’m gonna—“

Two seconds later, he was loudly vocalizing his climax, spilling his seed into the condom.

Giving himself about a minute, Bruce withdrew from Susan’s gaping pussy, the tip of the condom filled and almost dangling.

“Damn, bro,” Lamar began admiringly. “That’s quite a load, right there!”

Bruce smiled as he stood upright again, carefully removing the condom so that it did not spill. “Well. I might’a been saving up before your visit.”

Lamar chuckled. “I know that!”

Bruce tossed the full condom into a nearby trash can and sauntered back over to the cabana to put his clothes back on. He sat next to Susan again, who was still catching her breath.

“You okay?” Ted asked his wife.

“That…that was something else,” she breathed, grinning. “I might be sore for awhile.”

The men chuckled. “Guess you still got the touch,” Lamar said to his old friend.

Bruce told the trio they were welcome to stay as long as they wanted. Ted thanked him, but said they wanted to do a little shopping in town before they had to get back aboard the ship.

As they all stood, Susan bent down to pick up her damp panties and slip them back on under her dress.

Back out front, the small car had returned and was waiting for them. Lamar hugged Bruce, clapping his back, and Ted shook Bruce’s hand. Bruce once again lifted Susan’s hand to his lips before bringing her in for a hug.

“You’re quite a woman,” he said quietly. “Thank you for coming and sharing your beauty with me.”

Susan blushed, responding, “Thank you. It was a…pleasure.”

“You’re both welcome back anytime,” Bruce added to the couple.

“We’ll have to make another trip,” Ted smiled.

The three guests piled back into the car and Bruce waved as they drove off.

They spent some time in town, within walking distance of the dock. They enjoyed lunch from a little street taco stand, Susan bought a couple dresses from one of the shops, and they bought little toys for their boys back home who were staying with their grandparents.

—-

Back on the ship, they were exhausted. They agreed to stay in their own cabins for the night and take care of themselves for dinner.

In their stateroom, Ted and Susan took turns showering, rested on their bed in robes watching a movie on their mounted TV, ordered a light dinner to be delivered to their door, and then decided to exchange oral sex in a sixty-nine, mostly to satiate Ted’s arousal from earlier in the day, and to not penetrate Susan’s still-sore pussy.

Susan came first, then sucked Ted with more vigor until he filled her mouth with his semen. 

They brushed their teeth side by side in the tiny bathroom and went to bed. They’d hardly noticed the ship resumed its journey some time during that evening.

—-

The next day was filled with breakfast on their own, then reuniting with Lamar and attending some daytime trivia games, a light lunch on the deck, soaking in the hot tub, sharing laughs, and enjoying dinner back at the steakhouse. Alejandro was their server again, even more flirtatious with Susan, openly commenting on her beauty, eventually feeling comfortable enough to join Lamar in some innuendo language. The drinks helped them feel loose and happy.

The three of them attended a nighttime musical together, filled with dancing singers performing popular songs from the ‘70s and ‘80s. They clapped and sang along to several of the songs. The Michael Jackson impersonator was spot-on!

After the show, they went dancing at an onboard club. It was a fairly wild event, with people dancing suggestively with partners and strangers. Susan let loose dancing with Lamar as Ted sat at the bar and watched while nursing a scotch. 

As it approached eleven o’clock, Lamar and Susan joined Ted at the bar. Lamar leaned in close to Susan and Ted to quietly invite them to his cabin “in about an hour.” Susan was feeling less sore from yesterday and a little hot-blooded. She was ready to grind her hips against Lamar’s again, this time, without any clothes! They agreed to meet him in his room in an hour. Ted even glanced at his watch to note the time!

—-

Back in their own room, Susan showered again while Ted sat on the bed, watching TV.

Susan padded into the common area, and Ted could smell her floral body wash scent from a few feet away! He gazed at her naked curves as she carefully put on a matching mauve satin camisole and shorts.

“You ready?” she asked nervously.

“I can’t wait,” Ted smiled as he stood and took his wife’s hand.

“Ted,” Susan started. “Thank you for being such an amazing husband. While I’m thrilled having these new adventures, I don’t want any man in my life more than you. I love you!” she finished, standing on her toes to kiss him.

“You are a beautiful woman, Susan,” Ted responded. “Watching you enjoy the sexual skills of other men brings me nothing but joy. But I am so in love with you, and am so grateful you won’t be leaving me because of this life.”

“Never!” she beamed, hugging him.

“Let’s go have some fun,” Ted smiled as they stepped toward the glass door of their room.

Making their way a few feet from their balcony to Lamar’s, they found his glass door to be open. They could see Lamar reclining on his bed, wearing a robe, watching an adult movie on the TV. The ocean breeze fluttered the curtains as they stepped inside.

Lamar turned his head and smiled as he saw his guests at his door. 

“Hello, you two! Come on in!” he smiled broadly.

He stood to greet them, embracing Susan and bringing her close for a sensual kiss.

He stepped back, admiring her.

“You smell as delicious as you look,” he declared.

“Thank you,” she smiled. 

Suddenly, there was a knock at Lamar’s cabin door. Susan took refuge out of sight from the door. She could hear Lamar greet the person warmly, and was terrified when she heard him say, “Come on in!”

Then, Alejandro stepped into view, a cute grin on his young face.

“Hello,” he said awkwardly.

“Alejandro! What… what are you doing here?” Susan asked, looking back and forth between him and Lamar.

“Don’t sweat it, baby. Ted and I talked about it and invited him,” Lamar explained. “He seemed interested in you every damn time we had dinner, and we thought it might make tonight…interesting.”

Susan looked back at Ted, now seated on the same cushioned bench against the wall facing the bed, wearing a guilty grin on his face. 

“I hope you like this surprise,” he said.

“I…I just wasn’t prepared…mentally, I guess,” she stammered.

“If you want him to leave, Alejandro already understands,” Lamar assured Susan.

She looked at Alejandro, who had a sweet, eager puppy-dog expression on his face.

“I…I guess he can stay,” she said finally. “But I think I need to be warmed up first,” she said to Lamar.

“That’s my specialty,” he answered. “Lie back on that bed,” he directed her.

Susan walked over to the bed and climbed onto it, the satin material of her shorts taught against the swell of her ass.

Lamar dropped his robe and got up onto his bed behind her as she lay on her back. He climbed over her and began kissing her passionately as Ted and Alejandro watched.

Lamar slid his broad hand over her covered breast, rubbing and groping it under the silky material.

“Mmm…so soft,” he said.

Then he slid his hands under her camisole, and Ted and Alejandro could perceive he was now stroking her naked breast underneath the silky material. They heard her sigh at his touch.

As he continued kissing Susan, Lamar slid his hand down to her shorts and began massaging her covered crotch.

Susan moaned, her head turned toward Alejandro, her glossy eyes gazing at him.

Ted could see the moment when Lamar’s fingers reached under the shorts and began rubbing her naked crotch. Ted could feel his heart beating faster. He glanced over at young Alejandro, whose eyes were transfixed on the scene before him.

Eventually, Lamar sat back on his calves and slid Susan’s shorts down, exposing the trimmed beauty between her thighs. He bent down and kissed it, and Susan spread her legs for him. But what happened next wasn’t what she anticipated.

“You want a taste o’ this?” Lamar asked, looking at Alejandro.

“Y-yes, please!” he said nervously.

“Then get over here and feast on this married pussy!” Lamar directed.

Alejandro almost jumped onto the bed as Lamar stepped back onto the cabin floor.

Alejandro took one look at Susan, who was looking at him without expression, and then lowered his face to her sex.

When his nose and lips contacted her labia, Susan sighed again and let her head fall back, closing her eyes to focus on the sensations happening between her legs.

Alejandro sweetly kissed and licked her folds, occasionally sucking her clit. 

Soon, he was lapping at her flaps and slick hole, and Susan brought her legs up so her feet were now flat on the bed. She grabbed her breasts and began rubbing them as she gyrated her hips on the young man’s face. He inserted fingers into her, sliding them in and out like a pro as he continued his oral assault.

Her moans indicated that she was about to come. Then she did. Alejandro knew to slow down and gradually back away.

“I bet you want to feel her now, right?” Lamar taunted Alejandro.

“Oh, very much so, sir,” Alejandro replied while looking directly into Susan’s eyes.

“Then take her,” Lamar directed him.

Alejandro knelt on the bed and removed his shirt, then his pants, revealing a toned young body that impressed Susan.

“I…” Alejandro started. “I haven’t had sex in about four months,” he mentioned sheepishly. It was actually much longer than that.

“That’s okay,” Susan smiled sweetly, caressing his face. “Let’s end that dry spell for you tonight.”

With that, Alejandro crawled over Susan, his eyes still locked on hers. She could feel his hard penis pressing at her entrance, and she opened her legs further and pushed her hips forward to encourage him to finish the thrust.

His breath shaky, Alejandro finally vocalized an “Ohhhhh,” as his cock slipped inside the warm tunnel of the married woman.

“Oh, that feels so fucking good,” he added.

Lamar and Ted watched as the younger man began to rock his hips, pumping his cock back and forth in her cunt.

After about two minutes of this, with Alejandro picking up the pace until he was thrusting into her a couple times per second. He suddenly pulled out, let out a loud groan as his body locked, and his hips pressed hard against Susan’s stomach. 

“Fuck! Oh, fuck, yes!” he cried with each spasm.

Susan did not climax, but seemed happy to have shared the experience with young Alejandro. She wondered about his age and experiences, deciding he would make a younger woman very happy as a lover. 

She could feel his warmth on her stomach when he raised himself off her, sitting on his calves and staring at the mess he made on her tummy as he crawled off the bed. 

Alejandro sat naked next to Ted, and they made brief eye contact and exchanged smiles.

“She’s really good,” Alejandro said, as complimentary as a young man could be.

“Yes, she is,” Ted agreed.

They watched as Lamar climbed back onto the bed, pulled Susan’s camisole over her head, and told her to get on all fours. She did, and the men caught a brief glimpse of her full, round ass and glistening pussy in the center before Lamar’s own naked ass obscured the view.

Gripping her hips, Lamar pushed himself into Susan’s wet gash, stretching her further.

She moaned at the sensations.

“That’s it, baby,” Lamar said softly. “There’s that cock you love.”

“Oh, yeah!” she cried in a low voice.

Lamar began moving his hips back and forth, slowly at first, then picking up the pace to please Susan but not overstimulate himself. After a couple of minutes, she came the second time of the night.

Lamar then lay on his back next to her and instructed her to mount him, backwards. She did, and faced Ted and Alejandro, who enjoyed the view of her tits and trim mound from their vantage point on the bench.

Susan lowered herself onto Lamar’s hard shaft and began rocking back and forth, then sliding up and down his pole faster and faster until she was literally bouncing on it.

“Yeah,” Lamar grunted. “Look at that sweet white ass jigglin’. So fuckin’ sexy.”

“You like that Black dick inside you, baby?” he goaded her.

“Yes,” she squeaked out.

“Tell me,” he said.

“I love it!”

“What do you love?” he beckoned.

“I love your big Black cock inside of me,” she answered.

“That’s right. And your bull Lamar loves fucking his sweet white lady, don’t he?” he continued.

“Oh, you fuck me so good!” she cried as she maintained her bouncing.

After a few more seconds, Lamar closed his eyes and let his head fall back, gripping her hips tightly.

Susan placed her palms on Lamar’s thighs and was fucking him ferociously. She came a third time. Her eyes became slits as she looked at her husband and young Alejandro. She felt like such a slut!

She naturally slowed her ride, so Lamar began bucking his hips up and down rapidly until his body tensed and he grunted through gritted teeth.

“Ah, FUCK! I’m cumming all up in ya!”

His climax subsiding, Susan collapsed next to him, his cum running out from her slit onto the bed.

They were breathing hard, their chests glistening with sweat.

Alejandro thanked them for their hospitality as he began putting his clothes back on. Lamar and Susan laughed breathlessly at the formality of his words.

“It was my pleasure,” Susan smiled, putting her hand on her forehead. “I’m very glad we got to meet you. You are an excellent server,” she added.

Alejandro took one last look at the naked woman’s body before ducking out through the front cabin door.

Ted remained seated on the bench as Lamar and Susan came down from their erotic high. After a few quiet minutes, Susan placed her hand on Lamar’s chest. 

“You are amazing,” she said.

“I know,” Lamar joked confidently. “And I can’t get enough of you!” he said as he turned to face her.

“Ain’t she somethin’?” Lamar asked Ted.

“She’s incredible,” Ted answered. “I never knew this side of her before we met you,” he added.

“Well, what can I say? I guess I bring out the animal in some women,” he chuckled as Susan laughed. 

“That’s for sure,” she giggled.

“Speaking of your beauty,” Lamar began. It was clear he was uncertain how to proceed.

“Y’all met Bruce yesterday,” he continued tentatively. “You know he was one of the forefathers of interracial porn back in the day. So you know he’s got a thing for the white ladies, especially ones in their 30s and 40s. Susan got to enjoy his appetite yesterday.”

Ted and Susan chuckled quietly in understanding.

“Well,” Lamar started again. “He’s looking to get back into the game. Wants to start a site dedicated exclusively to amateur white hotwives like you, Susan. Gorgeous women who will fuck Black bros on camera. They can be masked because they’re amateurs and likely don’t want to be recognized. But people will pay big subscription bucks to watch content like that, and Bruce thinks Susan fits the bill perfectly for what consumers are looking for.”

Ted and Susan exchanged shocked looks.

“He’s inviting Susan to be a part of this site. At least do one shoot,” Lamar continued. “You might be blown away by what he will pay you.”

Lamar looked at Susan, then to Ted. Ted was the first to break the couple’s stunned silence.

“And just what would that be?”

“We’re talkin’ about eleven hundred bucks for one shoot, in advance. If subscriptions roll in or that particular video gets a lot of views, you’d get paid extra, anywhere from six hundred to a thousand more,” Lamar explained carefully.

“So, a guaranteed eleven hundred?” Susan asked.

“Guaranteed. Up front. Before cameras roll. Before any sex,” Lamar informed them. “And you also get guaranteed health checks beforehand, so you know the partners are clean and can take you bareback.”

“‘Bareback’?” Ted asked.

“Naked. No condoms. Cumming inside,” Lamar explained.

Ted exhaled dramatically.

“Well, we can’t just decide right here. We’d need to talk about it privately. It’s a big decision,” he said, his voice shaking slightly.

“Oh, of course! Of course!” Lamar smiled warmly. “And if you decide not to, that doesn’t change anything between us,” he added.

After a few silent moments, Susan started to get up, and Lamar followed suit.

“Lamar, you might be surprised to hear that I’m not totally against this idea,” Susan said. “I mean, we could really use the money. It’s just…sex with strangers while on camera, the risk of getting found out, thinking of my kids. It’s just a lot to consider,” she concluded.

“Yes, I know, and just think of it as the ultimate compliment about your character, your beauty, your body, and the way you have sex,” Lamar assured her. “No pressure from me at all.”

“Thank you,” she answered.

She gathered her lingerie from the bed and met Ted in the middle of the room before they slipped out onto Lamar’s balcony and walked to theirs. Lamar watched them and remained staring at the darkness beyond the railing until he heard their glass door slide closed next door.

—

Back in their own room, Susan broke the ice.

“Let’s not decide this tonight, or even right away,” she said. “Let’s just enjoy this last night together and talk about it after we get home. There’s no rush,” she said.

“Agreed,” Ted said, kissing her forehead. They went to bed naked and fell asleep in each other’s arms.

—

The next morning, Ted and Susan awoke to find their ship still moving but with the Southern California coastline on the horizon outside their balcony.

Without a word, Susan moved down Ted’s body and began using her mouth and tongue to play with her husband’s limp cock.

“Mmm…that’s nice,” he said groggily.

“I love you. I want you,” she said between licks.

Soon, his modest cock was hard, and she sucked it with vigor until he exploded in her mouth. She swallowed most of it, but crawled up over him to kiss him, remnants of his cum still on her lips.

“Let’s get cleaned up and packed!” Susan said with enthusiasm.

All clean and dressed, they dragged their packed suitcases and left them outside their door, as instructed. Then they went to their staging area to wait for their group number to be called. Lamar soon joined them, and they made friendly small talk without any mention of the lingering proposal from the night before.

After about thirty minutes, their group number was called, and they disembarked the ship. After picking up their luggage at Baggage Claim, they walked together to the parking lot. Ted and Susan gave Lamar warm hugs, thanking him for the wonderful trip, and promised to stay in touch. He knew what they meant and said he would look forward to hearing from them.

“No pressure at all,” he reiterated as they all bid each other farewell.

—

Susan slept on the long drive home, and Ted listened to his favorite rock playlist. 

Once home, they brought their luggage in, left it at the bottom of the stairs, called Ted’s parents to arrange for picking up the boys at dinner time, and promptly collapsed on their bed.

Before falling asleep, Ted set an alarm for waking up in time to pick up the boys. 

Susan touched his chest. 

“Do you think it would ruin us?” she asked.

“Not a chance of that,” Ted reassured her. “But we really need to talk about the other risks,” he added. “But not now. Let’s sleep, eat dinner with my folks, bring the boys home, and talk about it over the next few nights.”

“That sounds wonderful, my love,” Susan said, rolling over to kiss his cheek.

They fell fast asleep, thinking about the possibilities that lie ahead…

-TO BE CONTINUED-