Ramon has a 7.5" cock with a 2.4" circumference. He is black, 25 years old and has been my wife Jocelyn's lover for the past year.
His brother, Plato, is 28 years old and has an even bigger cock, a spectacular 8.7", with over 3" in circumference, a little monster. He has fucked my wife a few times and at first she struggled a little, but her pussy quickly accommodated and adjusted and she only gets pleasure, a lot of pleasure, from the big cocks of both brothers. Jocelyn is 34 years old, a natural blonde, with beautiful conical breasts ending in thick nipples in a light pink tone that are pleasant to suck and nibble on, beautiful thighs, and an ass that measures nearly 40". And best of all, a tempting pussy, covered by a lush bush of golden hair, which was very narrow when we got married, the canal so closed that my cock had difficulty entering. It was like that in the first years of our marriage and I had good reason to continually delight in fucking her pussy with such a well-closed orifice. Until she started using big black cocks.
And then the once small, narrow hole widened, becoming less rigid. It stretched, becoming totally flaccid. Turning what it is today, a nice blonde pussy addicted to black cocks.
I need to explain how we got to this point without prior intention and without planning.
We went to a well-known and recommended resort on a tourist island for a few days of vacation as a legitimate and friendly white couple just wanting to relax and enjoy some sun and beach.
I soon realized that she noticed the big difference in the bulges that the cocks made in the pants and swim trunks of the men. Much bigger in the blacks than in the whites.
It was her first contact with the mystique of black men with big dicks. Until then, she had never paid attention to it.
That was where it began. The first attraction was still subtle, discreet, hidden. Seeing the more exaggerated bulges in the clothes of some black guys. Indicating that they had very large dicks inside their clothes. Bigger than usual.
Something that an attentive female eye could not fail to notice.
For two days, she made discreet observations. Always looking and surreptitiously examining the bulges in the pants of the large local black population.
The resort offers a dozen options for tours, shopping, entertainment and leisure activities.
Among them, spending the day in a section of the beach dedicated to nudism.
That was what caught my attention. I was excited and curious.
And convinced my wife. I told her that we were on vacation, no one knew us there, it would be good to get to know them and have a new experience.
Without realizing that I was handing her over to black cocks and starting my life as a cuckold.
I made the reservation and we left at 9 a.m. in the operator's van. About eight couples, on a silent forty-minute journey.
The moment we undressed was a little tense, but the choice was made, the decision taken. We took off our clothes and went out, she and I, naked, into the full sun on the beach.
We stood there for a while, quietly, to get used to it.
Seeing my wife naked in the open air, her breasts, thighs, ass, pussy displayed naked, excited me. My cock hardened.
Some couples and men passed by us. Naked. Naturally. Knowing that they were seeing my wife naked and she was seeing other men's cocks made me hot. Seeing other women naked too, with their pussies very exposed, because after all I am a man, but it was mainly the fact that my wife was showing off her naked body to other men that made me more excited. This was my great excitement.
Overcoming the initial inhibition, we began to walk along the beach. Shyly, eyes lowered, but observing the other people.
Then it happened.
We saw the first naked black men.
A group of four. They were standing, smoking and talking. Further ahead, others were walking. Their bodies were dark and their cocks were much bigger than ours, white ones. They weren't giants, but none were certainly smaller than 7". All of them were bigger. Mine, very hard and functional, is up to 6".
Jocely watched intently. She had never seen naked black men. Or so many big black cocks together.
She was excited. Every time she saw a black guy like that, her little blonde cunt would tremble, she told me later, in our hotel room, after we had showered together and gone to fuck, excited by the audacious adventure of the day.
The fuck was different, nothing like our previous acts of love. I was having sex with my wife after we returned from the nude beach, but she was pushing and squeezing her pussy on my hard cock, cumming with her eyes closed, mumbling sounds of pleasure, living an intense moment of great fantasy. Thinking about the big, thick black cocks ravishing her blonde pussy.
Jocelyn squirted liquids and begged me to fuck her more and more.
"Ooohhh, hard! Hard! Give me everything! Everything! Push hard! Ooohh fuck me! Fuck me, baby!", she said, moaned, whispered, begged, pleaded.
I increased the intensity of my thrusts in her pussy. I was pounding her with lust, with desire, with a vigor I had never used before.
Husband and wife on vacation, excited, fucking.
I was trying to give her what I couldn't. The sensation and excitement of the thick black cocks she had seen hanging between the guys' legs on the beach.
Jocelyn came and remained excited. She had a restless sleep, with wet dreams, her pussy very moist.
The next morning, in the breakfast room, full, while she was eating she took my hand, squeezed it and said softly, "Honey, I want to go back there, let's go again."
Those were her words, but I interpreted her eager, sensual way of speaking as actually saying, 'Honey, I need to go there, I have to go back, I want to see the black guys.'
I made a new reservation and we went back to the nude beach that had become my wife's erotic fantasy. A fantasy of naked black bodies.
Unlike the day before, when she was still inhibited, doing something new, an activity that was still unknown, she quickly undressed, took off her bra and panties, put her clothes in the closet and went straight out to the open air into the sun. Naked, sensual, exuberant.
And we started walking. Not the calm, casual, aimless walk of people on vacation or leisure. She was looking for black men. An easy task, since there were plenty of them there.
She walked very close to them, her breasts perked up, her pussy visible. Looking at their big cocks. Seeing them all, plenty of them, twelve, fifteen, twenty.
A tall, friendly black guy, with whom she exchanged glances after appreciating his cock, approached us.
"Morning! New couple here," he said in a casual tone, addressing her more than me.
"Oh, yes. Our first time," Jocelyn replied, responding to his question and his friendly smile.
"Our second day. We came yesterday and we're back again now," I said, clarifying further. Getting excited, because the presence and proximity of a naked man in front of my wife was a new, attractive and sensual emotion for me.
As close as we were, he was by our side, I could mentally measure, as Jocelyn certainly did, the size of his big cock. Reaching 7.9" for sure. And quite thick. Right there, hanging between his legs.
Jocelyn's lips were trembling, her body was tense, especially when the guy looked directly at her breasts and private parts. She was really very excited.
"I'm Robert, prosthetic, and was born and live on the island, come here often, like the sun. If I had seen you yesterday, I would have welcomed you and been a guide, but I can do that today, I know good places to have dinner and try good cocktails", the guy was verbose, trying to be pleasant and capture our sympathy.
Something unnecessary, because Jocelyn was already attracted and excited by the slender black mass of his body and the thick, large dark cock hanging below.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Joe and my wife is Jocelyn," I said in a synthetic and formal manner. He continued talking to her in a seductive tone. And soon the three of us were at a beach kiosk where he led us.
First we refreshed and hydrated ourselves with an ice-cold coconut. Then Robert suggested a typical local cocktail, involving pineapple and rum. Jocelyn liked it.
And she also liked his attention, his cordiality and his slender figure, something unimaginable for us until recently, a man, a black guy, naked, next to us, drinking with us, looking at her body. And she looking at his big black cock.
'7.9"! What a big dick this guy has! Jocelyn should be admired, even I am amazed, because I have never seen anything like it,' I thought, trying to imagine what kind of erotic sensation a black snake like that produced in my wife's soul.
I would soon find out.
With skill, Robert conducted a pleasant conversation, involving Jocelyn in a web of sensuality that with each passing minute left her even more attracted and interested.
He was seducing my wife. Winning her over. In my presence.
I saw the guy desire my wife, flirt with her, use sweet and soft words, speaking in an engaging voice.
It was almost 1 p.m. We ate fried fish with spicy sauce, onions and potatoes.