All people in this story are over 18 years of age.
There are offensive and racist words used in this, if that is a trigger for you then do not read. They are not meant to offend, only for the pleasure of the story.
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My name is Danielle, I'm 24 and I have just gotten married to the love of my life. Simon is a year older than me and is amazing! He is the only man that I've ever been with. He may not be the biggest or the strongest man, but he spoils me immensely and does everything in his power to make me happy.
I know we are young, but when you know, you know. He proposed to me last year and I was so happy to say yes! We have just had a fairly small wedding, but he has paid for us to go to Jamaica for our honeymoon! Simon has a successful job working in sales, whilst I work as an admin, Simon brings home most of the money for our household.
Now a little about myself, I am 5 foot 5, I am sort of short and thick. Not fat at all, I go the gym at least 4 times a week! I have size D boobs which Simon loves and long blonde hair. I would consider myself a solid 8 out of 10 and get a lot of men hitting on me, but I am loyal to my now husband!
As soon as we got to our hotel I was in awe, it was a large resort and we planned on two weeks of relaxing. All-inclusive so the drinks and food kept getting served whilst we just stayed in the resort by the pool and soaked in the sun.
Day Four of The Honeymoon
The first three days were amazing, we sunbathed so that I gained a bit of a tan, I was fairly pale so had to wear a lot of sunscreen.
"What do you want to do tonight?" I asked Simon who was reading a book in the sun bed next to me.
Looking over he said.
"Should we try out the steak place tonight?"
Our resort had 6 different restaurants and I wanted to try everyone before we left.
The resort was pretty busy, filled with families and other couples. But there was one group of lads who seemed to have come on a lad's holiday. I thought it was weird them staying at a resort like this to just drink and party. But Simon and I were still young, so we were planning on making friends with them one night and having a bit of a party.
This group of lads, I should tell you. Were all black. Not that there was anything wrong with that, I just didn't have any black friends myself.
So, we got all dressed up, I wore a white skirt and white top, Simon was in black shorts and a white shirt as well. I had my make up done and did my hair straight.
The steak was AMAZING! Best that I've ever had.
Afterwards we headed to a bar and had a few drinks. After about 4 gin and lemonades we saw the group of lads come in. There was 6 of them in total, all dressed nicely and came bursting in loud and clearly already drunk.
We were planning on going and say hi, but they actually came to us first.
One of them, a tall black man who wore a black baggy shirt and shorts came up to us and said.
"Hey! Are you two having a nice holiday?"
I didn't realise they were all English as well. Sounding as though they were from the London area.
"Hi mate," Simon replied, "Having a great time. What about you lot?"
The man stayed on his feet and said.
"Yes having a great time. Come and join us for a drink if you want?"
We both said yes, grabbed our drinks and headed over.
I had learnt this first man's name was Leon.
"So where are you two from?" One of the men asked.
"We are from Manchester, we're here on our honeymoon." Simon told them.
Suddenly a tray full of shots appeared on the table.
"Oh yes about time!" One of the guys shouted out.
"You two are having shots, right? Need to celebrate the wedding!" One said.
I looked at Simon and smiled, thinking why not have a bit of fun while we are here.
Well things started getting a little fussy after that, we had about 5 shots more and I had a few more gin and lemonades. But these lads were clearly big drinkers and could handle it better than us.
Simon was pretty much falling asleep on a chair whilst I was speaking to Leon.
"So how come you are all here?" I drunkenly asked him, this was when I realised how muscly he was. His arms were huge!!
"We just came for a bit of fun, and a bit of action." He said cheekily with a wink.
"Oh really?" I asked back, "I'm surprised at a family resort like this you would get much action?"
"You'd be surprised." He said smiling at me.
Every now and again I would feel him place his hand onto my forearm or onto my shoulder. His skin was so smooth and dark, I could tell I was getting turned on. But Simon was not going to be in any state to have sex.
Around 30 minutes later I told the lads.
"Right, I should get Simon to bed. Don't think he can handle it!"
The guys all laughed and agreed with me, Leon then said to me.
"I will help you take him; you might need some help carrying him up!"
I appreciated the offer as I would indeed struggle getting Simon up the three flights of stairs to our room.
"Thank you that would be great." I told him.
Then hugging each of them to say bye and agreeing to meet up tomorrow.
Leon was great, he pretty much carried Simon by himself to our room.
Unlocking the door, he helped guide Simon in and placed him onto the bed.
"He's going to have a sore head tomorrow!" I laughed as Leon got up from laying him down.
"Oh yeah, he definitely is! You seem alright though?" He asked.
I didn't feel too drunk, I obviously knew I was slurring a little and not walking in a straight line, but I wasn't too bad.
"Yeah, I'm okay," I said, "Thank you again for helping me."
Walking Leon to the door, he really towered over me, at least a foot taller!
As I leant to open the door handle, I was shocked when I felt his big strong hands grabbing my hips and pushing me against the wall!
Oh no! What is he doing?!
Suddenly his lips planted onto mine, his big, soft lips were pressed against mine. My eyes were solid open as I looked at this big black man kissing me.
I don't know if it was the alcohol, or the horniness. But without meaning to, I closed my eyes and kissed back!
His hands remained on my hips, firmly holding me against the wall as I felt his lips leave and come back to me, this time slightly open and I knew he was trying to let his tongue into my mouth.
I wasn't thinking, instinctively I opened my mouth and allowed his tongue in. I felt it running against mine as I pushed my tongue back against his. Kissing only the second person in my life.
"Mmmm." I quietly moaned into his mouth as he kissed me for only a few seconds.
Then I remembered where I was! I was kissing black man whilst my husband was passed out only a few feet away!
I opened my eyes and pushed him off, he released me with ease and was just smiling at me.
"See you tomorrow love." He said, opening the door and leaving.
What have I just done?
I just cheated on my husband! We have only been married for a month! And I just kissed a black man!
I undressed and lay next to Simon who was snoring in the bed, my head was a mess. I felt so guilty, so ashamed, so.......horny!!
