*THIS STORY INVOLVES FEMALE INFIDELITY, CUCKOLDING & MALE DOMINATION. IF THAT'S NOT YOUR THING, DON'T READ IT*
Jan excitedly looked out of the window of the plane. She couldn't believe they would be in Africa in less than an hour. She & her husband Ron were heading to the newly formed state of Mazuuma in central Africa for 3 weeks. It was a vacation/business trip. Ron had heard about a hotel in the middle of nowhere going dirt cheap. He planned to buy it & run safaris & other wildlife excursions.
Ron & Jan had been married for 7 years now. He was 48 & she 32. It was Ron's second marriage & this time he had snapped up a trophy wife. He had spotted the gorgeous, big breasted blonde working as a secretary at the law firm of which he was a partner. He spared no expense in wooing her & they married a year later.
For Jan, marriage hadn't quite been the idyllic life she'd imagined. She had a high sex drive but Ron's performance fell well short of satisfying her. She was always encouraging him to go to the gym with her, but he was always "snowed under at work." Ron had begun going bald & was around 25 pounds overweight. Jan figured it was a small price to pay, given the life he provided.
However, Jan found herself becoming more & more frustrated sexually. She hadn't seen many penis's, but Ron's was definitely the smallest...and his claims that 5 minute sex was the norm infuriated her. Jan tried to get him to see a doctor to improve his staying power, but Ron would have none of it. He refused to admit there was a problem. He was old fashioned & believed he was a man's man.
Then, on her last birthday, her libido had been ignited. Her 2 best friends had taken her to a club with male strippers performing. Jan was tipsy & enjoying herself when the penultimate stripper appeared. He was tall, muscular...and black. She had never given black men a second thought but she suddenly found herself staring at the near naked man in hypnotic arousal.
Her 2 friends couldn't fail to notice her reaction & had shelled out for a private dance for Jan. In a back room, Jan sat watching the stripper dance. Her eyes took in every inch of him, she loved his smooth, black skin. Halfway through the 5 minute performance, he uncovered his cock, which was rapidly hardening. In seconds he was fully erect. Jan estimated that he was about 3 inches longer than her husband's, which meant he had to be just under 8 inches.
Jan's body was on fire as she watched, mesmerized. Her pussy was boiling over, gushing juices. The stripper then stood in front of her & began rubbing & slapping his cock against her face. Jan was moaning uncontrollably & breathing heavily in her heavy lidded arousal. She was too stunned to even think. As the cockhead rubbed along her lips, she sniffed the masculine aroma & orgasmed. By the time she came down, it was over.
Jan's friends had to help her back to their table as she was dazed & unsteady on her feet. It was the most erotic thing Jan had ever experienced. She licked her lips & tasted his precum. For the rest of the night, all Jan could talk about was the black stripper. Even her friends were surprised at how she had been turned to jello...by a black man, no less.
Afterwards, Jan was kicking herself for not enjoying the experience more. She could've sucked his big, black cock...no one would have known. She wanted to go back to the club but was too embarrassed to suggest it to her friends. They already suspected that she'd caught the black itch...and they were right.
Since that night, black men had begun to dominate her fantasys. She found herself checking out their crotches at the gym & mall, wondering what they were packing. Jan had also been secretly watching interracial porn while she furiously masturbated. She scoured the internet looking for videos & stories about well hung, black men. Then Ron mentioned the Africa trip.
Jan's eyes lit up when she heard about a possible trip to central Africa. The birthplace of man, and more recently, black man. In Jan's mind, an African male would be 100% pure, undiluted by western culture. Her latest fantasy involved an African male in a loincloth. She imagined herself being kidnapped & having her brains fucked out by the well hung Adonis. In her fantasy, big breasted blondes were highly sought after by males.
Jan opened her eyes as the plane jolted on landing. She was horny after her African daydream. They made their way off the plane & through Customs. It didn't take long as the small airport was hardly busy. People had been staying away due to a civil war in one of the neighboring countries a year ago. The fighting had threatened to spill over into Mazuuma at one point, but fortunately there was a political solution.
The hotel had arranged a mini bus for the 3 hour drive. 3 other middle aged couples from Europe joined them on the bus, along with 2 men from Canada. An African woman from the hotel made conversation & answered their questions. There were hardly any sights to point out as they were soon on a bumpy road with jungle on both sides.
Jan sat on the back seat fanning herself. The heat was stifling & seemed to make her even hornier. Ron was leaning forward, in conversation with the 2 Canadians. Jan put her right leg up & began slowly moving her hand up her dress. She snaked 2 fingers under her thong & stroked her shaven pussy. Thank God she'd had all her body hair removed by laser. There were all kinds of microscopic organisms in this humidity. Luckily the bus had a loud engine because in under 5 minutes Jan turned towards the window & moaned as she climaxed.
After a long & boring drive, they finally reached the hotel. Jan was pleasantly surprised by the large building. Although, why anyone would build a hotel here was a mystery. Ron came over & said,
"See, I told you, Jan. This place is great. According to the report, everything's in working order, the plumbing, air conditioning, all fine. The only issue is the electricity. A couple of generators & some solar panels would do the job if it cuts out. This place would cost millions back home."
Jan shrugged & asked,
"Why build a hotel here? Surely one of the cities would have been a better spot."
Ron excitedly exclaimed,
"That's the beauty of it. A lot of people want to get away from it all. Wealthy people, naturalists, people who are sick of the concrete jungle. And these blacks will work for a dollar a day, maybe less."
Jan didn't like the sound of his last comment. As if the country wasn't poor enough, Ron had to take advantage too. She didn't say anything. He was a money man & he liked to let everyone know he had plenty. They got their key from reception & headed to their room on the first floor.
After showering, Jan put on a 2 piece bikini & slipped on her heeled sandals. She & Ron went down to the pool & sat at the bar. Ron knew every eye was on his wife. She could've been on the cover of Playboy, and that was no exaggeration. He smiled to himself, thinking,
"That's right, you saps, I only settle for the best."
Little did he know, most of them were wondering what the hell she was doing with him. There were 16 years between them but it looked more like 30.
They spent the evening drinking & talking to some of the other guests then, headed to their room. Ron was horny, other men ogling Jan gave him a feeling of power. He had what they wanted. After sucking on her big tits, he jammed his cock into her & jabbed away. He slipped out twice & was out of breath & sweating after 3 minutes.
Jan rubbed his back & faked her moans. Ron just wasn't thick enough...and he was 20 minutes & a couple of inches short. He suddenly groaned,
"GODDDD!"
As he ejaculated & collapsed beside her. He looked like he'd just ran a marathon as he gulped down oxygen.
Jan leaned on her elbow & said,
"How about licking my pussy tonight, babe? I'm still horny."
Ron looked disgusted as he replied,
"I just came in there. Anyway, you know I don't like doing that, real men don't eat pussy."
Jan sighed as she turned her back to him. She was pissed. Sometimes Ron could be a real asshole. He had a superiority complex, which she thought was strange. He had some weird ideas about what constituted a real man. She closed her eyes & remembered her encounter with the male stripper.
The next morning, Jan spent an hour in the bathroom masturbating. She felt a lot better when she came out. Ron was waiting dressed in a short sleeve shirt & shorts. As Jan dried her hair she asked,
"So, what's on the agenda today, Ron?"
He replied,
"After breakfast, we need to speak to the guy who's been doing safaris part time. I want to employ him full time, and another guy if he knows one. He's the son of the local tribal chief. The guy's an educated savage. We'll see if he prefers dollars to throwing a spear."
