Cyn's Resort Ch. 04

Cynthia could feel him running his eyes over her ample curves, and it was already making her feel all squishy inside, her juices flowing under the hunky black man's ardent gaze.

"I'm going to start down here," Devon said as he started rubbing Cynthia's feet. "Just close your eyes and relax. Devon will take good care of you."

Cynthia shut her eyes as a smile turned up the corners of her mouth. Yes, she definitely hoped Devon would take care of her, and give her just what she'd come here for; a big black cock deep in her creaming pussy, hopefully the first of many this week. She wriggled deeper into the massage table as his hands made their way up her shapely legs, his long oily fingers pressing firmly into her soft skin. Jesus, he really knows what he's doing, Cynthia thought to herself as his warm hands made their way past her dimpled knees to her thighs.

"You feel a little tense. This massage will help," she heard Devon say as his hands slid back and forth, gradually getting higher until they were almost touching the bottom of the sheet that ended just a few inches below her dripping cunt. She could feel herself creaming like crazy already.

"I just need to set this aside now," Devon said in that deep masculine voice of his, the tone making her pussy drip even more. He carefully drew the sheet away from her body and set it aside as the cool air inside the tent whispered over her naked body, making her skin tingle.

"Ah, I see that must be a little cool for you," Devon said as Cynthia glanced down to see her rubbery nipples stiffening up. "This should make you feel a little warmer." With that, Devon filled his hands with more of the warm oil, moved around until he was standing at the top of the table, and started rubbing the slippery oil into her shoulders. He quickly slid his big hands down and around the outsides of her huge tits, cupping them in his palms as her rubbed the warm oil into her soft skin.

"Mmm," Cynthia couldn't help but moan as she closed her eyes and surrendered to the luxurious pleasure of this beautiful black man caressing her sensitive breasts. She purred again as he slid his warm slippery fingers over the tops of her breasts, making them glisten erotically with the oily covering. Her nipples slid between his fingers and he teased them deliciously, rubbing both of the stiff buds between his thumbs and forefingers at the same time, the slipperiness of the oil making it feel deliciously erotic to her.

"Mmm," Cynthia groaned again as Devon started to more firmly caress her huge breasts with his slick hands, as if he sensed somehow that she wanted it done harder. Cynthia figured he'd probably done this to so many women that he knew exactly what she wanted. She didn't care about those other women at all, as long as he was treating her like this, right here and now. She loved the way he was touching her.

"Miss Cynthia, you have spectacular breasts," Devon said. "I don't think I've ever seen ones so big and beautiful."

Cynthia could hear the sincerity in his voice as he continued to squeeze and rub her tits with his oily hands. "Thank you, Devon. My nipples are quite sensitive and what you're doing feels wonderful," she replied as she felt herself getting revved up. "Do you think you could just keep doing that for another minute or so, please?"

"Whatever you say, Miss." Cynthia could see that Devon had seen how she'd started squirming and gasping once he'd started to massage her breasts, and once he'd gotten his hands on those enormous mounds, there was no way she wanted him to stop. She watched him run his hands over her enormous breasts as if testing the size, shape, and weight, as if comparing hers to others. She purred as he spent a lot of time on her nipples, the big rubbery buds that now shone like ripe berries under the glistening oil. She saw Devon smile as he ran his teasing fingers over them, the stiff bullets almost burning with need against the palms of his hands, and that smile of his told her he was impressed.

"Oh yeah...that's it...just a little more," Cynthia cooed as Devon mauled her breasts, his hands working their magic, his slippery fingertips now pinching and pulling at her big nipples teasingly. She closed her eyes as that tell-tale feeling began deep inside her. "YESSSSSSSSS..." She hissed loudly as a mini-orgasm started deep inside her dripping twat and blossomed luxuriously throughout her lush mature body. She knew she was writhing and squirming on the massage table, but she didn't care, Devon's hands felt too good and she never wanted the feeling to stop. He kept working her stiff nipples as she rode out her little climax, and when he felt the intensity of the feelings start to dwindle inside her, he released them, softly massaging the warm mounds of flesh as he ran his hands slowly over the gargantuan spheres.

As she lay there recovering, her breath coming in soft gasps, Devon moved back to his table and filled his hands with the warm oil once more before standing at the side of the table this time. "I hope you enjoyed that. Now, why don't you just turn over and let me do some work on your back for a while."

Blissfully content, yet still wanting more, Cynthia complied with his wishes, rolling onto her stomach, her big curvy backside turned up for his attention.

His hands quickly came back to her prone body, starting on her feet and working his way slowly up her legs, the warm oil feeling luxurious on her skin. She felt her pleasure level start to rise again as he made his way further north, his warm slippery hands now working on her full thighs. He reached for more oil, the slippery liquid feeling like warm silk on the velvety soft skin of her inner thighs as she instinctively parted her legs, giving him easier access. He continued further, smoothing and rubbing his hands sensuously over her thick thighs as he got closer and closer to her drooling snatch. He paused for a second as he refilled his hands with the warm oil. This time, his hands moved further up over the ample swells of her beach-ball-like bum, his fingers pressing and stroking teasingly over her ultra-soft skin.

"Mmm..." Cynthia couldn't help but purr as Devon's slick hands moved back and forth over her supple bum. She knew she was leaking like crazy and wondered if it was already starting to pool on the massage table beneath her.

"I can feel a bit of tension on the insides of your thighs, way up here," Devon said in that lulling hypnotic voice of his as he spread her legs further apart and started rubbing high on the insides of her thighs once more.

"Ohhnn," Cynthia groaned as his slippery fingers worked diligently on that velvety-soft skin just beneath her drooling pussy-lips. He worked on this area with both hands for a couple of minutes, driving her crazy with desire as his fingertips now brushed teasingly against her slick labia. She could even smell herself now, the warm scent of her womanly nectar combining with the erotic fragrance of the massage oil to fire her senses even more.

"Yes, I think the centre of this tension I'm feeling seems like it might be in this area," Devon said melodically as he rubbed one long finger over the slick lips of her pouting mound. He continued, "I think it's best if I probe a little deeper to see if I can find the source of that tension."

Cynthia almost came on the spot as he started to rub his broad fingertips over her glistening pussy-lips. He toyed with her that way for a minute or two, causing her temperature to rise even more, and her juices to leak like a faucet.

"Yes, I think the problem might be right in here," Devon said as he started to slide his middle finger into her.

With her face pressed against the massage table, and her eyes closed in expectation of the delirious pleasure she knew awaited her, Cynthia gasped as she felt the blunt digit slide effortlessly inside her drooling twat. Her juices were flowing like crazy, and that finger met no resistance whatsoever. He continued to push it deeper into her clutching channel, the tip of his finger pressing teasingly against the sensitive tissues on the roof of her vagina as he rubbed it along those hot folds of flesh. Finally she felt the palm of his hand press up against her swollen mound, his finger buried to the hilt.

"Fuck me," she said to herself as she wriggled herself back against his probing digit, "his finger is almost as big as Jim's dick." She felt that finger rubbing, sliding, probing, making her temperature scream up the scale as he worked that talented digit all around inside her hot mature cunt.

Cynthia had been so turned on by the anticipation of what was to come that it didn't take long for Devon to push her over the edge. Within just a couple of minutes she started to squirm under his artful touch, and then rushed over the crest into a full-blown climax as her pussy spasmed uncontrollably, dousing his probing hand with a warm coating of her gushing juices.

"That's the way, Miss, let that tension out," Devon said in a low soothing tone as he continued to work her over, his finger rubbing teasingly over the sensitive trigger point inside her, his hand covered with her fragrant discharge. Even in the midst of her shattering climax, Cynthia wondered how many women he'd made come this way, and wondered how many of them gushed as much as she did.

"Oh fuck, he knows exactly where to touch me," Cynthia thought as Devon took her to a second quick climax, her big breasts wobbling and jiggling and the insides of her thighs quivering as the exquisite sensations overwhelmed her. She could feel her juices beneath her, the flowing nectar causing her pouty pussylips to rub stickily on the massage table. His finger felt great inside her, but Cynthia wanted more, and she was definitely ready for it.

"Devon," she said as she looked back at him over her shoulder, her eyes glassy with need. "That helped a little bit, but I still feel pretty tense. Do you think you have anything that you can use to probe deeper? I thinker the problem's a little further inside."

"I think I've got the perfect tool to do that with, Miss," Devon replied. "Now, in order to probe you as deep as the problem might be, would you prefer I do it while you're lying like this, or would you prefer to be on your back?"

"On my back, I want to see your tool while you're doing it," Cynthia said breathlessly as she turned over.

"That's good, a beautiful woman like you should be seen in all her glory," Devon said as he took her by the hips and pulled her down until her bum was perched right at the bottom edge of the table. Cynthia propped herself up on her elbows as she watched Devon shuck his way out of his tight swim trunks, which did nothing to hide the swollen prodigious member lying beneath. As he pushed the piece of red fabric down and stepped out of it, his tumescent wang flipped up before him, the purple head already enflamed, a tiny dewdrop of precum glistening at the tip.

Cynthia couldn't help it as her eyes opened wide. "Fuck me," she muttered under her breath as she looked at the magnificent prick, the swollen crown puffing up as the stiffening shaft continued to grow and thrust upwards. She'd thought her three cock-feeders last night, Lamont, Anton, and Clifford, were big, but Devon's enormous dong put them to shame.

"Open those legs for me, Miss," Devon said as he moved closer.

As Cynthia drew her knees up and let her legs roll open, he wrapped his big mitt around his enormous cock and pointed it right at her dripping flower. He moved closer, rubbing the broad blunt head against her warm slick mound, nestling the tip right between her slippery petals of flesh.

"Oh fuck, it's so big," Cynthia muttered as he started to work his huge dong into her, the big purple head causing her labia to stretch into a gripping circle as he forced his way inside. Her lips pushed inward for a second before releasing back out around the big invader, the vivid pink of her skin looking sinfully wicked against his ebony shaft. With the broad flared crown trapped safely within her hot dripping cunt, Devon reached down and took hold of her ankles. He pulled her legs high into the air and then drew his arms as far to the outside as he could, spreading her out into a wishbone for the coming assault.

"Yesss!" Cynthia hissed as he started to flex forward, sending inch after thick hard inch of black cock into her welcoming cunt. He kept going until he could go no further. Stretched out and filled up like never before, Cynthia looked down to see a good three inches of cock left to go. She knew he had reached the depth of her biggest lover, one of her three uncles who had fucked her relentlessly during the summer she'd spent with them on the family farm when she was 18. She knew that from here on in, it was basically virgin territory all over again.

She looked up at Devon with glassy eyes as he salaciously rolled his hips, as if testing her resistance. "You want more, don't you, Miss?"

He said it as a question, but Cynthia knew it was more of a statement. Women like her were here in this place for that very purpose--to take a huge black cock to the very depths of their cunts, to be fucked over and over by well-endowed black men who knew how to make women scream in ecstasy. No, Devon knew there was no way she wanted him to stop, but she also knew he wanted to hear her say it. She was sure Jim did too. "Yes, I want more. I don't want you to stop until I have it all. Tear me open if you have to, but I want every last inch of that beautiful black cock."

"It'll be my pleasure, Miss." With that, Devon spread her legs even further apart as he set himself and flexed forward once more.

Propped up on her elbows, Cynthia looked down as she felt her vagina start to yield, the hot oily tissues inside her bathing his rigid prick as he went deeper, inch after turgid inch disappearing from view. She'd never felt so blissfully full in her whole life as Devon's huge cock stretched and filled her, plumbing the steaming depths of her cunt until his shaven groin pressed up against her slick mound, his cock totally impaled inside her. As he'd been going deeper and deeper, she'd felt her pleasure level rising until it peaked, just as the hot flared tip bumped up against the entrance of her womb.

"OH FUCCCKKKK!" Cynthia screamed out as gut-wrenching climax tore through her. She couldn't believe how fast it had happened. As soon as he'd touched bottom, she'd gone off, the intense sensations starting deep in her stretched cunt and shooting like fireworks to every jangling nerve ending of her body. She shook and twitched like a wild thing, the overwhelming sensations of her orgasm making her convulse and buck like she was having a seizure. But it felt so good she couldn't believe it. She was flushed and sweating, but she'd never had an orgasm quite so powerful in her whole life...and Devon hadn't even started really fucking her yet.

"It seems Miss really needed that," Devon said calmly as her shattering climax started to dwindle.

"Oh my god," Cynthia said panting. "I've never come that hard in my whole life. It was amazing."

"Would you like another one then?" Devon asked as he teasingly rolled his hips, the blunt head of his enormous cock rubbing deliciously over the sensitive folds of flesh way up inside her.

"Oh god, yes, please. I really need you to fuck me now," Cynthia said as she instinctively flexed her hips up against him, letting him know she was ready for more. She sensed that the first glorious orgasm he'd just given her with his dick inside her was just an appetizer of what was to come, and now she wanted the full meal deal.

"That's what I like to hear." Still keeping her spread wide open, Devon drew back until all that was left inside of his long hard cock was the huge purple head, and then he flexed forward, driving the full length into her with one hard, merciless thrust.

"OH GOD...OH GOD...OH GOD!" Cynthia wailed, throwing her head back as she clutched the sides of the table in a death grip. When his cock slid forcefully back into her, the thick shaft rubbing salaciously over the hot vaginal walls, she thought she was going to pass out from the deliciously intense sensations that coursed through her. But she didn't, she just kept revelling in the luxurious sensations of being fucked, fucked spectacularly by a huge cock, and by a man who knew how to use it.

For the next ten minutes, Devon absolutely hammered the depths of her hot mature cunt. Cynthia came time after time under the forceful assault, whimpering and screaming in pure ecstasy. She felt like she'd never been fucked before in her whole life, that getting pounded by a big black cock was the way fucking was meant to be.

"OH FUCK," she groaned loudly as Devon slowed down and rolled his hips, his huge cock buried to the hilt inside her. "SO DEEP...SO FUCKING DEEP...I LOVE IT...OH FUCK...I'M GONNA COME AGAIN!" Cynthia started thrashing about, her big bum shifting from side to side on the massage table as Devon kept slamming his truncheon-like cock full-throttle into her, his midsection slapping noisily against her dripping mound.

"I'm almost ready to come, Miss. Where do you want this load?" Devon said as he slowly rolled his hips once more, churning her insides teasingly.

"Oh fuck," Cynthia moaned loudly as she flexed her pussy, the muscles inside her gripping onto the thrusting shaft possessively. "I want...I want to see it. I want you to come all over me."

"Your wish is my command," Devon said as he slammed his enormous prick home a few more times, his pounding thrusts causing Cynthia to climax again. He finally drew back, pulling his engorged cock out her sucking cunt with a nasty wet sound that filled the tent. He wrapped his hand around his throbbing monster and pointed it right at her, just before a milky drop of seed filled the yawning eye at the tip before launching forward.

"HERE YOU GO, MISS!"

"OH FUCK!" Cynthia crowed as a massive rope of semen jettisoned forth and raced up her body, covering her from her pussy to her face. Devon pumped again and a second volley of cum spewed forth, a veritable wave of milky spunk raining down on her body.

Cynthia could feel her pussy tingling again as another orgasm shot through her, just from watching what was happening. Devon kept stroking his bucking prick, aiming the spitting cockhead all over her curvy body as he went off, flooding her with what seemed to Cynthia looked like a bucket of cum. By the time he was done, she was a total mess, covered in warm gooey semen from her pussy to the top of her head, her tits and midsection awash in puddles of the stuff.

"Oh my god. Jim, look at all this cum," Cynthia said as she turned to look at her husband. He was sitting there, his cock in his hand, both his dick and his hand covered with his own spunk. It was obvious to Cynthia that Jim had enjoyed the show he'd been watching. And the way he was staring in awe at her cum-covered body, she knew exactly what he wanted. "C'mere, baby. Come and take care of this for me."

Jim eagerly rushed over to the table and leaned over her, his tongue running first over the puddles of glistening jizz on her belly. A nasty wet sucking sound like someone slurping up a strand of spaghetti came from his working mouth as he lapped up every gob of the warm seed that he could. He moved from her belly to her breasts, and then licked her face clean, swallowing a ton of cum.

While Devon stepped back and pulled his swim trunks back on, Jim ended up kneeling between his wife's spread thighs and pressed his face against her cum-soaked mound, hungrily licking up the rest of Devon's potent seed. He gave special attention to Cynthia's swollen clit, rolling a wad of the gooey cum all over it, causing her to quiver and twitch through another orgasm.