I remember when my wife had her first black child. She is on her third now, due next month.
Our wedding was a celebration filled with great joy, she was a beautiful 24-year-old blonde, the daughter of a prosperous merchant. And we had a three and a half hour flight to the posh resort where we would spend the next few days having fun and fucking. Alone, just the two of them, as I imagined. On a delicious honeymoon.
But already on the morning of the first day we were observed and met Joey, a black guy, without a defined occupation, surely a professional conqueror and seducer. That is, the guy who dedicates himself to circulating through the liveliest, hottest and trendiest places like a hungry animal, sniffing and with emotions throbbing, in search of the next prey. Especially, in his case, the white victims.
In the 50s and 60s of the last century, people like this, with a hedonistic lifestyle and pleasure in seducing and copulating with women in large numbers, were called playboys.
Today? Could they be calleds sexual predators?
We were in the pools, she in a delicious white bikini, enhancing her young beauty and exposing her seductive and perfect body well.
Just as she walked away to go to the bathroom, Joey moved closer. He drank what seemed to me to be a Moscow Mule, while I enjoyed the traditional Manhattan.
He smiled at me, said "hi, how are you?" and mimed indicating a toast of friendship with our glasses.
Friendly, smiling, kind, cordial. Preparing the dinghy.
I greeted him, and he began the approach with an intimate conversation.
"Just married?" he asked, pretending to be casual.
I said yes, we had gotten married the day before. Joey went on to say that this was a special place for honeymooners, very pleasant, full of fun and "without excessive silly conventions and restrictions," he added in a tone of confession and revelation, with a hint of malice. Attracting my attention and curiosity.
Jaden returned from the bathroom, he smiled, greeted her, holding and arranging the chair for her to sit in, playing the role of a polite and gentlemanly man.
And he continued there, in a pleasant conversion.
Until he felt safe to reveal to us, indicate and suggest an attraction of the place, the special sauna. Which, unlike the other, allowed people of both sexes to be naked.
We had never done anything like this, public nudity, but he knew how to involve us, take advantage and explore our very intense emotions due to the fact that we were there on our honeymoon, having fun and starting a sexual relationship.
He didn't give us time to think and react and without realizing the great involvement he had us in, we agreed to go with him to the sauna.
It was a tense moment, as we undressed, the three of us together there, side by side. But as "noblesse oblige" (nobility, that is, education obliges), we take off our clothes. Jaden getting rid of her small white bikini, taking off her panties, showing her beautiful young, healthy body, her pink pussy very visible, because, for our honeymoon, she had shaved completely, she was at that moment without her usual hair blondes on top of the slit.
And Joey impressed us, when he took off his swim trunks, with his huge, very thick black dick, something that even though it was still flaccid, looked like a sleeping python snake. A soft cylinder of dark flesh measuring about 6" (before erection). Making a very unflattering contrast to my white sexual instrument measuring a mere 4.5" also still flaccid. That would add something like just another 1" when fully erect. Joey's, Jaden discovered, went from over 7.5", to almost 8" in the same situation when fully aroused.
With this erotic mood induced by our complete nakedness in front of a stranger and the voluminous size of his cock, we entered the sauna. Where Joey expertly held us back for almost an hour while he observed my wife's beautiful and naked body and displayed with affected naturalness what is his great attraction in front of women, the fabulous cock capable of arousing hidden fantasies and desires.
We showered and parted ways. We went to our room to get ready for lunch. Jaden didn't say anything, she tried to dissemble, but I realized how astonished and quite impressed she was to see a naked, black man with a huge, scary cock, less than 24 hours after their wedding.
And, evidently, making comparison of that monstrous cock with my little erotic appendage that she had known also only after marriage. That is, the day before. My 5.5" cock that had entered her without difficulty, pain, or damage, breaking her cherry.
She now had another one to see, get to know... and compare!
It was certain that I was going to lose.
In the afternoon, we saw Joey again. He came to us. He was wearing an elegant sports t-shirt and was kindly bringing me a drink, this time a classic and old-fashioned Martini Dry.