Heading South

Miriam hesitated as she had never sunbathed topless before. She found herself reaching behind her back and unsnapping the top's clasp. She released her own beautiful twin orbs. She laid face down on the lounge chair. Somehow she felt freer than she had ever felt before but she wasn't quite yet ready to show the world her bare breasts.

"Some oil, Ma'am?" she heard a Jamaican voice ask.

Miriam looked up to see one of the resort's black waiters.

"Some oil for your back, Ma'am?" the young black boy asked again.

"Sure, why not?" she replied reluctantly.

"My name is Mathuga," he said.

"Mine is Miriam," she half turned to shake his hand before she realized that she was topless and letting him see some of her bare breasts. Miriam flushed.

The young muscular black boy knelt down beside the beautiful blonde lady. He started on her back, rubbing the scented oil into her smooth white skin. His fingers worked wonders on her as she began to relax. Miriam had massages before but none as erotic and as sensual as this one. His strong black fingers massaged her top of her bare shoulders and then along the sides. The tips of his fingers slipped underneath and caressed the swell of her bare breasts. Her nipples tingled with excitement.

Mathuga then worked his magic on the back of her calves and down to her little feet. The young black boy gave her the best foot massage that she had ever had. He worked his way back up her firm thighs and massages her buttocks underneath the thin material of her bikini bottoms.

"Turn over," he said in a quiet voice.

Miriam turned over exposing her bare breasts to the young Negro boy. His fingers rubbed the slick oil on her chest and on her tits. He tweaked the nipples into firmness.

By this time, Miriam was breathing fairly hard and her heart was racing.

His dark roving hands moved down to her bikini bottoms, the last vestige of her modesty. Miriam surprised herself when she lifted her hips slightly to aid Mathuga in taking off the bottom portion of her skimpy bikini.

The young black cabana boy saw that her pussy hair was as blonde as the hair on her beautiful head.

"You have beautiful blonde hair, Ma'am," he whispered into her ear. "I especially love real blondes."

Miriam spread her thighs to let Mathuga rub the protective oil over her firm thighs. His finger dipped into her moistened opening and aroused her even further. Her clitoris throbbed as she realized that she had an orgasm while laying right there on the lounge chair on the beach in front of God and everybody.

Miriam grabbed her beach towel to cover her nakedness as she ran crying to the safety of her bungalow.

*******

Julie had witnessed all of Miriam's introduction to the sexuality of black lust for white women. She went to console her friend.

The pretty blonde wife had thrown on a robe and lay crying on her bed when Julie arrived.

"Miriam, Honey," she said as she put her arms around the distraught teacher. "No one will make you do anything that you don't want to do."

"I know that," Miriam sobbed. "But I can't believe that I allowed something like that to happen right in broad daylight in front of everybody. How embarrassed can I get?"

"Dear, there wasn't any body making fun of you out there. They all knew that you were just enjoying yourself with that black boy. There's no harm in that. Remember, what goes on in Jamaica, stays in Jamaica."

"Yes, I know but I've never been unfaithful to my husband," Miriam replied through tear-streaked eyes.

"It's alright to have our fun. I'm sure that both of our husbands are having fun on their little trip."

Miriam smiled. She knew that her friend was probably right.

"Come on, Honey. Let's get ready for tonight's dinner."

*******

Miriam's disposition had cheered up considerably. She knew that Julie liked sex quite a bit as she watched her having a different black lover every night this week but that wasn't for her. Miriam still had fun frolicking around in the surf and lying on the beach topless but she wasn't interested in taking a black lover, at least not just yet.

Mathuga watched out for Miriam and made sure that she had everything that she needed. He was quick to refresh her drink or to get her a clean towel. He even got her some postcards so she could write home and tell her husband about her wonderful experience in Jamaica. She felt no pressure at all to have sex with any of the staff of young black men.

The week was coming fast to an end. The resort was having a big 'Full Moon' party beach bash on Saturday night as it was to be a full moon and that was the name of the resort. Miriam wasn't too keen about going but Julie talked her into it.

There was a beach bar-b-que along with musicians, a limbo contest and Mocko Jumbies, the colorful Jamaicans on stilts.

Dinner was nice and the wine flowed freely. All of the ladies from the Party of Six had dressed up in Hawaiian outfits with skirts, bikini tops and leis. Julie won the limbo contest as she was able to go under the lowest bar. It was easy for her because she had been a dancer throughout school and now led the drill dance corps at the high school.

Miriam thought that she probably had too much wine but it kept coming. Mathuga made sure that her glass was never empty. After dinner, the guests were instructed to gather around the fire and sit down on the benches for the Jamaican Full Moon show. Miriam noticed that the black waiters were dressed in colorful loincloths and standing behind their white guests. They were told that a documentary was being made of tonight's celebration ritual and Miriam saw one of the waiters with a video camera.

The jungle drums started their sensual beat. It was announced that the King was looking for an heir to the throne. One of the older Jamaican men came out into the firelight dressed as the chieftain. Miriam was surprised when she recognized the Chief as the old taxi driver, Joe, who picked them up at the airport when they first arrived. He looked much more powerful tonight than he did while he was driving the jeep.

The Chief danced around the fire looking at all of the white women seated. He circled the fire three times and then looked up. At that very moment, the full moon was directly overhead and cast the chief in it silvery light almost as it were a spotlight. Then the chief pointed over her shoulder to Mathuga who was standing near Miriam. Mathuga came forward as directed and began to dance around the fire as if a zombie. The chanting began and the drums beat quicker. All eyes were on the young black man swaying to the beat of the music. It was clearly the call of the jungle. Everybody started to clap their hands in time with the jungle beat.

Mathuga danced around the fire and came close to several of the ladies in her group. It seemed like magnets either repelling or attracting each other. All of the women reached out their arms as Mathuga made physical contact with each one, even Miriam participated in this ritual. The young black man would start to pull one of the white women from her seat but each time would let her fall back down until he came to Miriam.

The skillful black dancer took a hold of Miriam's outstretched arm and pulled her towards him like magnets attracting each other. Her positive to his negative. Her whiteness to his blackness. Their arms intertwined as they danced together.

Miriam was dizzy from swirling around but didn't want to stop dancing with Mathuga. He held the blonde beauty in his strong black arms. His fingers went to work behind her back and soon her top was flung into the fire. Miriam continued dancing with the young black waiter with even more fervor. Her skirt was next. Now all that she had on was her little, black bikini panties and the flower lei around her neck.

They continued dancing and swaying to the music. Miriam was moved closer to a mattress that was placed on the ground. It all seemed to be going to fast for her. She looked over and saw Julie kissing on one of her black lovers. The other ladies in her group were in various stages of undress. Was this really happening to her?

Mathuga laid the pretty blonde teacher on the mattress as he continued to dance to the jungle music. At first, Miriam had tried in vain to hide her nakedness by covering her breasts and pussy with her hands. She was caught up in the moment as she writhed on the mattress.

The young muscular waiter danced above the pretty blonde woman. Miriam's legs flowered open as he stepped between them. She knew in her heart that if she wanted Matuga to stop, he would do so right then and there. It was then that she saw the huge tent in his loincloth. Miriam gasped as he pulled off the cloth, revealing his massive black cock pointing up towards the full moon.

It was hopeless now to stop this onslaught!

Mathuga maneuvered between her smooth, bare thighs and grasped his huge cock in his hand. He guided this raging manhood to her quivering pussy. Miriam screamed when the tip of his gigantic African cock speared into her tight, defenseless blonde pussy. She was not ready for anything like this. His thick lips covered hers and his tongue danced with hers in the sweet warmth of her mouth.

Miriam felt the white hot pain at the apex of her womanhood start to dissipate as Mathuga continued to thrust into the highly aroused blonde woman. If it had not been for the aphrodisiac in the wine, Miriam would not have been anywhere near lubricated enough to take his one-eyed, black monster African cock.

The rest of the crowd watched in amazement as they saw the beautiful blonde take the entire length and girth of her black demon's manhood. Julie smiled at knowing that her friend was finally taking some big black cock. She watched as Miriam's firm white legs came up to encircle her Negro lover's thrusting hips. Julie watched as her friend had an orgasm.

Mathuga fucked the pretty white woman like he had never fucked before. It seemed like hours or even days that he was buried deep inside her tight womb but it was actually only minutes. Soon he lifted up and roared as he shot his dark, hot seed deep inside her innermost being. The sated Negro got up from between her widespread legs and the next black waiter quickly took his place.

Miriam was fucked that night by all of the black men, including the camera man. Just as she thought that she was about to pass out from exhaustion, the Chieftain appeared. He whipped off his loincloth and sported a massive erection. Miriam gasped when she saw that his big black cock looked just like her favorite black dildo. It was larger than most of the other men but Miriam had been stretched out enough to take Old Black Joe once again.

After Miriam passed out, the thoughtful Mathuga lovingly carried the beautiful blonde teacher back to her bungalow and cleaned up her dripping, messy pussy before dressing her in her nightgown.

When she woke up the next day, Miriam called her husband and told him that she was staying in Jamaica for a while. The pretty blonde wife wanted to enjoy the rest of the summer. Mathuga did too!

So the next time that you ladies want to have some fun, consider 'Heading South.'