Brenda lay on the sandy beach and soaked up the midday Caribbean sun while fantasising about black cock, as she often did these days. A shadow appeared, and Brenda turned her head and opened an eye - wincing a little against the bright sunshine. It was the Mango Man.

"Hey! Warm enough for you?” he asked.

"Hi, yes, maybe a little too warm! Have you sold all your mangos?" she asked in a well spoken, slightly posh English accent.

"Every last one ma'am," the man smiled extravagantly, pointing to his empty sack.

"Where do you get them from?"

"There is a grove about three miles down the coast. I’m going there this afternoon to get more, why don’t you come with me?"

Brenda thought for a second, decided that she probably had spent enough time sunbathing - and just fantasising - and agreed.

"Okay, see you at two over by that boat," and pointed towards a small, brightly coloured boat moored five meters or so offshore. He smiled, winked and left.

At 2:15, Brenda was sitting at the front of the boat as it bounced gently over the Caribbean sea. The views were amazing and she took in the salty air. She carried a small yellow beach bag which contained sun cream, towel, water, hat, book (a Peter James), a purse, camera and swimming goggles. They reached their destination twenty minutes later.

As the boat was about to reach the shore, the man jumped out of the boat and tied it to a small post about two meters from shore. Brenda removed her shoes and stepped into the sea; she splashed through the shallow water and reached the warm sand. Looking around, she took in the beauty of the location. What a perfect place for my first black cock she naughtily thought to herself. It was a sheltered natural bay.

Nobody was about apart from herself and Max, who had introduced himself during the trip. The sand was brilliant white while the sea was a pale turquoise colour, and it was surrounded by a deep green forest comprised of palm trees and an assortment of other exotic plants.
Max disappeared into the greenery with his sack, while Brenda lay her beach towel out, stripped down to a yellow bikini and settled down to read her book and soak up some more rays. Still nobody appeared on this most secluded beach. Feeling comfortable she removed her bikini, covered her naked body with suntan oil, and settled down to read her book.

Half an hour later Brenda decided to take a closer look at some of the exotic plants, so replacing her bikini and putting on her sandals she strolled over to take a closer look at the flowers on the edge of the beach. There was a multitude of brightly coloured plants, and particularly prevalent were bird of paradise, cannas, and banana plants. She examined them closely, stroking some leaves gently, enjoying the sensation of the slightly different textures, smells and colours. Brenda took some photos and went back to lying in the sun.

Checking her watch, she realised that Max has been gone well over an hour. She wondered why it so long to pick a few mangoes! She was feeling frustrated, and despite being 3:30 the sun was still extremely hot, so to cool off she went for a swim. The sea was a little colder than she'd expected, but it seemed to warm up as she went in deeper. She looked down at the sandy ripples and began to swim from one side of the small bay to another.

Brenda swam with elegant long strokes, covering the short distance in no time at all. As she swam she noticed a shoal of silver fish dash by, followed by some more exotic looking angel fish. Feeling suitably cooled off, Brenda stepped out of the sea, reached for her towel and patted herself dry. As she was doing this Max appeared carrying a sack of fruit in his left hand and a selection of other exotic fruit in his right.

He lay down next to Brenda.

"Nice swim?"

"Lovely thanks, how did you get on?"

"Good, look at all this lovely fruit!" he said with a huge grin.

Max had picked some beautiful looking fruit: mangoes, passion fruit, guava and bananas. He opened a passion fruit and tipped half the contents into his mouth.

"Want some?"

Brenda opened her mouth, and Max gently poured the inside of the passion fruit onto Brenda’s tongue. The taste of the sweet, fresh flesh was heavenly as she swallowed the fruit. Max then sliced up the guava and gestured for Brenda to open her mouth before he slowly placed the fruit on her tongue; again the fresh flavours sent her taste buds into raptures.

He peeled the mango and placed a slice between his teeth, and then leaned over towards Brenda, who took the mango. Max kept hold of it though and soon their mouths were together. Brenda’s mouth was full of the mango and her lips were pressed against his full soft lips. She swallowed the mango, and as she did his tongue entered.

His tongue tasted of the sweet fruit as it entwined with hers.

Soon his body was on top of hers, and she felt the sharply defined muscles of his back with her fingers, and as she moved to his front felt his washboard like stomach, She briefly wondered how many women he had seduced here, but she was enjoying this so much. He was kissing her all over her body, moving from shoulders to stomach to thighs. He flipped her over and pulled the string of her bikini; it came away easily and he tossed it to one side.

He eased her back around and began to move his tongue around her breasts, starting by circling her areola. Brenda could see and feel her nipples harden. His long tongue flicked her nipple as his big black hands felt the inside of her thigh, moving slowly towards her pubic area. Brenda could feel his hardness as he lay on top of her; again their tongues met.

His hand slid over her bikini briefs and she felt his fingers rub between her legs. She could feel herself lubricating as a finger slipped inside her bikini and rubbed against her outer labia. He circled her lips before he found her clitoris and gently applied pressure. Brenda’s hand slipped inside his shorts, quickly coming across the dome of his erect penis. He was rock hard and fucking huge!

Brenda’s heartbeat quickened as Max’s long fingers explored deep inside her cunt. He slid his finger in deep before gently pulling it out again, one finger lightly touching her clitoris before re-entering her. She was lubricating heavily, and felt as if her juices must be running down her inner thighs. Max curled his finger while inside her trying to find that magic spot. Brenda squirmed with pleasure and her hand slipped further into his shorts, allowing her fingers to slide down the shaft of his awesome cock. Her fingertips moved down towards the stem then back up till reaching the clearly defined ridge which marked his circumcised head. Her fingers explored every ridge of his wonderful penis.

Max knelt down and slipped his fingers inside the sides Brenda’s bikini and slowly slid them down her long slim legs, sliding them off her feet and throwing them to one side. Brenda lay on her back with her knees together. He crouched in front with his hand on her knees and slowly eased her legs apart, looking down at the newly exposed hairless flower.

They kissed open mouthed again, this time tongues penetrating even deeper than before. He lay on her, and Brenda felt the mound of his erection pressing between her legs as he began to grind. Brenda tugged at his shorts and they moved down a touch revealing the tip of his massive penis. He knelt and slid down his shorts, revealing his magnificent and perfect ten-inch cock. She took it gently between her fingers and stroked him, looking up at him while she did this. He once again inserted a finger into her vagina, and then he used her natural lubricant to massage her clitoris; she felt wave after wave of pleasure.

Brenda continued to stroke him until pre-cum was oozing from his tip. She moved her head forward and gently licked it off, savouring the salty, masculine taste, which reminded her of the smell of trees in early spring. Her tongue circled the head as she continued to stroke him.

He now had two fingers moving in and out of her, pushing in deep and still curling the fingers to heighten the sensation. She started to rub him harder as he also increased his speed. Brenda orgasmed first, letting out a groan as her pelvic muscles contracted, sending wave after wave of pleasure through her lower body - her first proper orgasm ever!

His finger pumping quickened as she released more juice. As she rubbed him harder he too orgasmed - sending a shot of hot, creamy white semen onto Brenda’s body. The second shot was more powerful, leaving a line of more salty cum over the whole of Brenda’s body with a drip even reaching her chin.The other squirts were less powerful and landed on her tummy; she allowed a little pool of semen to form around her belly button like a little rock pool. She dipped her finger in and tasted it; salty, sour and she knew highly addictive.

Max kissed her again and then used his tongue to remove the cum from Brenda’s chin, before their tongues entwined again, Brenda again tasting the salty cum on the tip of his tongue. He put his finger in the pool of cum on her tummy and offered it to her; she giggled, refused to lick the finger, then got up and sprinted to the sea to clean off.

Max chased her, catching her just before she reached the water. Again he used his finger to remove the sticky cum, offering his finger to Brenda. This time she opened her mouth, taking the finger deep into her mouth and sucking it dry. Then she sprinted the last five meters or so and dived into the crystal blue waters. She emerged clean, refreshed; she had never felt better.