"Hi, excuse me, is this the jeep for the Road to Paradise tour?" I asked a woman who seemed to be in some type of uniform.
"Yes ma'am. Feel free to take any open seat and we'll leave once everyone arrives," she replied.
"Thanks!" I quickly said back and started to walk towards the extra-large jeep.
The sun was blindingly bright today and its rays were scorching, so I tied up my black hair into a ponytail to keep my back cool. Thankfully, I also brought a baseball cap with me to shade my face from the sun and pulled my ponytail through the hole in the back. Since I knew it was going to be pretty hot out today, I made sure to dress appropriately too.
I wore a spaghetti-strap tank top that was thin, light, and allowed my upper body to breathe. It wasn't low-cut or anything, so my boobs were mostly covered. However, I was already so sweaty that the top tightly clung to my body and my round C-cup breasts were well highlighted. It was a bit small too, so some of my tight abs were exposed, even though it wasn't meant to show off a midriff.
My khaki shorts also clung tightly to my body, but that wasn't because of how sweaty I was. My ass was just so big, round, and toned that pretty much any pair of shorts I found barely covered it. I could always have gotten bigger sizes, but I preferred showing off my proudest asset rather than having a super loose waist. I didn't normally try to expose my body too much, but I liked the stares I got from what I did wear. Especially if those stares were from Marcus. Just thinking about him and his chiseled body made me feel even hotter than I already was.
Part of me wanted to wander around the resort today in hopes of running into him. I woke up hornier than ever and knew that only a big black cock could satisfy me. However, I booked this tour way in advance and it was the one activity I was looking forward to the most. The tour took you around the island to show you some of the most beautiful scenery it had to offer. Besides, I would rather see the majesty of nature than wander around like some desperate slut in heat looking for him.
Once I got closer to the jeep, I noticed that it had several rows of benches that all faced the same direction. They were all completely empty except for a black guy who was sitting in the back corner. Right before I got on, I glanced at him and I was shocked at how big he was! Not only was he tall, but he had absolutely massive muscles. How did I keep running into these muscular black guys while on vacation?
His muscles weren't toned or chiseled like Marcus', but they looked larger and more powerful. It seemed like he was wearing an extremely large t-shirt, but it was barely able to contain his muscular physique. His barrel of a chest stretched the material out and his arms seemed compressed by the shirt's sleeves. On top of all that, he was extremely cute. Wait a minute, he looked sort of familiar. Was he with Marcus' group? Did that mean that Marcus and the rest of his friends may be on this tour too? My cheeks turned red just thinking about it.
Instead of sitting down in one of the empty rows, I stepped up into the last row where he was and cheerfully said, "Hey!"
He seemed to be messing around with a camera when he looked up completely surprised and said in a soft, but deep voice, "Oh, hello. Julia, right?"
"Yep, that's me!" I replied as I walked over and sat down next to him before I continued, "I don't think I caught your name though. I'm so sorry, it was hard meeting so many new people last night."
I saw him smile and I loved how warm it made me feel before I heard him respond, "Oh yeah, I understand. I'm Elijah, but everyone calls me Eli."
"Well, nice to meet you again Eli," I said and reached out my hand to shake his.
His giant hand moved and closed over mine and a rush of feelings seemed to hit me out of nowhere. I couldn't tell if this was simply deja vu like with Marcus or whether seeing something so big, strong, and black on my mostly pale skin was a huge turn-on. Either way, my body definitely reacted very favorably towards him. Immediately, my mind turned to whether he was hung like Marcus or not, but I tried to repress such dirty thoughts. He eventually ended the handshake and I felt like I was finally let out of a trance.
I saw some other people arrive and take some seats on the jeep, so I asked, "Are the rest of your friends coming along on this tour too?"
"Nah, just me actually. No one else wanted to come," he said simply.
I was a little disappointed since it meant that I wouldn't be running into Marcus. However, it seemed like Eli would be good company. I was just appreciative that I would at least know someone else on the tour. Although, I was still curious as to why he was the only one from his group here.
"So why'd you decide to do the tour even without any of your friends joining?"
"My camera. I'm an Arts major focusing on photography. I really wanted to get some cool shots."
To be honest, I was taken aback. I never would have guessed that a guy who looked like that would be obsessed with photography. It was actually very charming and endearing. Even when we were talking, he still took opportunities to adjust settings in his camera. He was clearly very serious about it. However, I still saw him taking quick glances at my body. I felt my heart speed up whenever I saw his eyes roam across my smooth and creamy skin. He wasn't the only one with wandering eyes though.
Without making it too obvious, I was also checking out his body. As much as I tried to suppress my horny thoughts, I kept glancing at his crotch to see if he had a huge cock. Sadly, I wasn't able to see anything, but his legs looked just as big and powerful as the rest of his body. I started to wonder what it would be like to be on top of a guy that big and powerful. Focus Julia, focus! Get yourself together! What were we talking about again? Oh yeah.
"That's awesome, seriously. I hope you'd be willing to show me some of the shots you take during the tour?" I said earnestly.
