Jamaica Mistaka

"Take a seat, and I'll show you what we do with white woman here in Jamaica..."

***

James literally threw my wife on our bed, and Amy hollered in joy. I pulled up a chair close to the bed, my eyes glued to their bodies. I couldn't believe I was actually letting this happen, but we had all crossed the point of no return when I let James get frisky with her in the dance hall.

"I'm going to destroy that white pussy of yours," James growled as he shed his clothes. I couldn't help but admire his body. Every single muscle in his body was perfectly defined — he was like a walking, talking, fucking Greek statue. A true Adonis.

One that was about to fuck my very willing wife.

Amy sat up on the bed and ran her hands across his broad chest, planting small kisses all over his ebony muscles. "You're so fit," she moaned as she dragged her lips down her body. "I can't believe this is happening," she giggled.

"You better believe this," James said as he pulled down his boxers. His big black cock sprung out, the big purple head slapping against my wife's full chest. Amy smirked, her face beaming with joy, as she wrapped her fingers around his thick, black cock.

"God, it's so freaking huge," she said as her fingers wandered up and down the length of his manhood.

James was reveling in the attention. My wife was worshiping his body while I did nothing but watch — a perfect night for him, I suspected.

"Lie down on your back," he commanded, and Amy obeyed instantly. She laid down and spread her legs, pulling her dress up to her waist. James ripped her thong off with one pull, exposing her glistening wet cunt in the process. He grabbed the base of his cock and moved closer, lining up his black Mandingo cock with my wife's dripping wet cunt.

"Uhm, w-what about protection," I interjected. Watching my wife fuck a black guy is one thing... but without protection?

James laughed in my face. "That's not how we do things here, mon," he snarled as he rubbed the big, bulbous head of his black cock up and down my wife's wet slit. Amy threw her head back and moaned as James teased her clit, his cock only one small push away from entering her married, white pussy.

"B-but," I stammered. "Amy?"

My wife opened her eyes lazily, but I could tell she wasn't really 'there'. She was mad with lust, her body yearning for big black cock.

"You heard your man," James said. "Tell him you want this cock, raw."

Amy made eye-contact with me, and I saw a fire burning in her blue eyes. "I want his cock, baby," she told me without a hint of remorse. "I need his bare cock inside of me."

That's all James needed to hear. He moved his hips forward, and he pushed the head off his cock into my wife's tiny cunt. Even though she was incredibly wet, her pussy still struggled with his astonishing girth.

"You're so big," my wife panted, her voice a mixture of fear and amazement. "I can't take it!"

"You can and you will," James said calmly as he worked inch after inch of his black cock into my wife's white cunt.

I was frozen in place, my breath faltering as I watched James' big black cock stretch out my loving wife's pussy. He stretched her cunt out wider than I had ever seen it before, bigger than I had thought possible — but he was right. Her pussy opened up for him, and within a minute he had worked every last inch of that thick, black snake of his into her married pussy.

His balls were resting on her ass, her legs up on his shoulders. He gave her a moment to get used to his immense size before he started giving her the fuck of a lifetime. He pulled his cock out slowly, soliciting a lewd, loud moan from my wife, until just the tip remained... and then he dropped down with all his strength, pounding his entire cock back into her, causing her to scream wildly with pleasure.

"Oh FUCK," she yelled. "Oh SHIT! Oh YES! Oh GOD fuck DAMN!"

I couldn't look away. I was completely mesmerized by the amazing spectacle in front of me. I watched James fuck my wife harder than I had ever done in our entire marriage, harder than anyone had ever done, in her entire life. I couldn't help but wonder if things would ever be the same again. Would my cock be enough for her after she had this taste of dark meat? Was it true what they said? Once you go black... do you come back?

It would be hard to measure up to James. His cock was so big it literally stretched her pussy out. The inner walls of her cunt were clinging to his girth, the thickness driving my wife wild. She had now wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him in deeper, not wanting to spend another second without that black cock inside of her. She was wailing with pleasure, and I was positive her wanton screams could be heard from miles out.

James commanded me to open up a window — the only time he acknowledged me since he started fucking my wife — and I didn't know what else to do but follow his command.

"Oh YES James, FUCK me with that black COCK, fill me, USE ME!" Amy screamed at the top of her lungs. My wife's voice was being carried outside, and I was sure all our neighbors could hear every moan, every creak of the bed, every thrust.

It was incredibly humiliating, yet at the same time, crazily addictive. I had secretly fantasized about seeing my wife with a black man for years. Of course I never thought it would come to pass — who does that, after all? — but I was always drawn to interracial porn, and with Amy being so glum after having our kids, I thought getting a black man to flirt with her would put us both in a feisty mood.

And look what happened. James seemed like a perfect candidate. He was gorgeous and friendly — a real gentleman. Or so I thought. Instead, he fondled and fingered my wife in front of a whole bar, paraded her around like his trophy, face-fucked her in a dark alley, exposed her body to everyone walking down main street... and now he was balls-deep inside of my wife, without protection, and I feared he was about to drop a thick load right inside of her fertile cunt.

"I love your white cunt," James grunted into my wife's neck. He was roughly sucking and biting her tits, leaving lovemarks all over her.

"Ah fuck, fuck me baby, do it, give me all your cum," Amy pleaded, begging for his fertile, black seed.

"Is that what you want?" James smirked. "A little black baby inside that tummy of yours?!"

Amy's eyes became as big as saucers, a wicked grin spreading on her flushed face.

"Yesss," she hissed. "Put a baby inside of me, James!"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I was being a real trooper by letting James fuck the daylight out of her... but raising a black baby? I never signed up for this!

"Not yet lil momma," James smirked. "I'll put a little black baby inside that tummy of yours if that's what you want, but right now, I'm going to cum in that big white ass of yours."

Amy gasped audibly. "You're too big," she pleaded. "Cum in my pussy!"

James, however, wasn't deterred. He pulled out and flipped my wife onto her back as if she weighed nothing. Her pussy was gaping wide open, all red and flushed from the incredibly pounding it had just received. He rubbed the head of his cock against her tiny, unused asshole, getting it all slick with their combined juices.

Even though we had been married for years, I had never fucked my wife anally. It was something that she just wasn't into, and I never pressed the issue. I figured that, if I was a nice husband and let it rest, she would give it to me as a present for some anniversary. A man could dream, right?

James was just going to do it. I saw what his monster cock did to her pussy, and I was horrified at the thought of his girth spreading open her virgin asshole. I tried to speak, but no words would come out. I lost my breath as I saw James push forwards, the head of his cock straining against her rosebud, forcing her ass open.

"Oh fffffFUUUUUUUUCK," Amy screamed, her voice a mixture of pleasure and pain as James worked the head of his cock into her asshole. He didn't let her screams stop him though — he kept on pushing, forcing his cock into her big white ass, one inch at a time.

"I love fucking white bitches in the ass," James grunted under his breath. He held her ass open with one hand, while the other was wrapped around my wife's throat.

"You love my black cock in your ass, don't you?" He groaned as he pushed forwards, another inch slipping into her, spreading her backdoor wide open.

To my complete shock, Amy moaned yes. "Uh-huh," she said, her eyes closed. She was grimacing, but with a faint smile on her lips. James started thrusting in and out, slowly at first, but going a little bit faster every time. In no time at all he was really pounding her ass hard, his entire cock sliding in and out of her virgin ass.

I could scarcely believe it. The one act I hadn't done with my wife, the one thing I secretly pined over, but never dared to mention — this black stud had just taken that from me without resistance from me or my wife. He just flipped her over and forced his cock into her virgin ass, and my wife loved it.

James was really picking up steam now, jack-hammering into her unused anus, his wide cock opening her ass up wide. He pushed two fingers into my wife's mouth and she sucked on them willingly like a proper whore, taking them down deep.

"I'm about to cum in your ass," James grunted.

"Oh yesss," Amy moaned in response. "Cum in my ass, use my ass, do it baby."

"Here it comes! Take it all, take every last inch you white slut! Yes! Ugh!"

James pushed forward hard, pushing every last inch of his monster cock up my wife's ass before he exploded deep inside of her. His body shook and trembled as he unloaded his balls inside of Amy's virgin ass, his cum coating her inner walls in a place I had never been before. Amy moaned about how she could feel his cum inside of her, filling her up completely.

Satisfied, James pulled out, his cock leaving my wife's asshole with an audible plop. Her body was a mess. He had ravaged her asshole. Her anus was gaping wide open, cum leaking out, dribbling down her thighs. I couldn't help but climb closer to the bed, gazing into her well-fucked hole, until my face was right-up close with her ass.

Suddenly I felt face being pressed forward. James pushed my face into my wife's well-fucked ass, smothering me with her behind.

"Lick your wife's ass while she cleans my cock," he grunted into my ear. He moved to the side of the bed and pushed his cock into my wife's mouth. I could see from the corner of my eye there wasn't even a slight hint of resistance — she willingly took his thick cock, the same one that moments before was inside off her ass, into her mouth.

I pushed my tongue into her well-fucked hole as far it would go, the wild sensations of their mixed juices nearly overwhelming me. I came right there, without even touching myself, as my tongue probed her well-fucked ass, tasting James' cum as well as my wife's own juices, as she orally worshiped his big black cock.

"Get that ass nice and clean for me, Michael," James sneered as I ate his anal creampie. "There's a lot more where that came from."

Amy bobbed her head up and down, lovingly nursing on the big cock in her mouth, getting it nice and clean. I couldn't believe she was being so obedient, so subservient to this black stud — but maybe I wasn't one to judge, as my tongue was still flicking against her gaping rosebud.

"I love a white couple that knows their place," James said as he made my wife gag on his cock. She rubbed his big ballsack with two of her hands, petting and stroking his sensitive flesh, as if she wanted to coax another load out of him.

James took a step back and reached for his clothes, and Amy whined like a puppy that just had its favorite toy taken away. He pulled out his phone and much to my chagrin, took a quick photo of me with my face still buried in my wife's ass.

"The fellas are gonna love this," he laughed. "I'd love to stay for round two, but I've got places to be. You know where to find me," he said with a wink as he got dressed. And just like that, he was gone.

Despite just cumming, my cock was still hard. I tried to slip it into my wife's ass, but she rudely pushed me away. "No, I'm sore," she complained. I was peeved — James just destroyed her ass, and I couldn't even slip my dick in for a second? Angry, I stormed off to the bathroom, slamming the door behind me. I figured my wife would follow suit, begging for my forgiveness, but not for the first time this vacation, I was wrong.

After stewing in my anger for a solid five minutes I opened the bathroom door to find my wife fast asleep. James' powerfuck had really tuckered her out. I couldn't help but admire her beauty. Her blonde hair was a mess, completely tousled. Her naked frame was illuminated by the moonlight, her inner thighs still glistening with wetness. Tonight had been a whirlwind of emotions, but I knew one thing for sure: I loved this woman. I covered her up with a blanket and snuggled up next to her, drifting off to sleep as I wondered what tomorrow would bring...

***

I couldn't believe things had gotten so out of hand. I pushed for it at every step, but still, it slipped between my fingers.

One moment you're trying to get your wife to wear a sexy bikini, and 48 hours later, you're tonguing her well-used asshole and lapping up Jamaican cum.

I couldn't look at Amy the same way again. I fucked up royally. The way she screamed and moaned for James — she had never done anything like that for me. As unfair was it was, I as pissed.

The next few days Amy and I gave each other the cold shoulder. I was angry she'd let James fuck her in the ass, and loved every second of it, while she claimed it was all my fault.

I avoided every conversation, until Amy cornered me on the last day as I was reading a thriller by the pool.

"It's your fault, you know!" She said, scowling. "If I knew you'd act like this, I would've never gone through with it. You bought me that bikini! You told me to go dance with James! You even ASKED him home!"

She was raising her voice, and the people around us were craning their heads to see what was happening. I just hoped the real meaning of our conversation was lost on them.

"Only because you wanted me to," I replied meekly.

"Of course I wanted to! It was great! I can't help it James' is an excellent lay?! But you could have stopped it, and you didn't, and now you're mad at me?!"

"I know, I know," I said, trying to calm her down. "I know it's not fair, alright? But I can't change the way I feel."

"That's so unfair," Amy responded, shaking her head.

"Look, I'm sorry, okay. I'm sorry I'm mad. I'm sorry I'm not as okay with it now as I was then. We'll get through this, but I'll need some time."

Amy sighed deeply. "Why do you do this, Michael? You know as well as I do it was meaningless. It was just fun. Really fun. You wanted me to be your slut wife, well, here I am."

"I know," I said, a lump forming in my throat. She was right, I couldn't put the cat bag in the bag, but damn... if I knew she'd be this into it, I would have had second thoughts.

"I'm going to say goodbye to James. It's not his fault this all happened. He's been nothing but nice to the both of us, and I want to leave on good terms, not with this... lingering resentment. Are you coming?"

"No," I snapped. I couldn't bear to look at James — the man who completely emasculated me in front of my wife. I canceled all my surf lessons, and had been avoiding him since.

"Then I'll see you later," Amy said, storming off.

I sighed deeply, trying to get back into my book but failing miserably. Amy was right, of course. I had pushed for it every step of the way, my horniness overriding all common sense. I bought the bikini, I invited James out for drinks, I gave the two permission. It was my fault.

To be honest, I wasn't even mad at Amy. I was mad at myself. For letting it happen, and, for enjoying it so much.

I hadn't shared that last bit with my wife, but, fuck. I really enjoyed every second of it, and that scared me. What kind of husband did that make me? What sort of husband wants to eat his wife's freshly fucked pussy, preferably still dripping with cum? It was humiliating, degrading... and as addicting as crack to me.

But at the same time I was worried sick Amy would lose all respect for me and shack up with some muscular stud, leaving me to take care of our two kids.

I sipped on my Mojito, these thoughts running through my head, when the answer became clear.

I had to come clean. I had to apologize to Amy. I couldn't run away from my problems anymore — I had created them, and I had to face them head on.

Maybe I was into some fucked-up shit, but hell, who isn't? I hadn't even given Amy a chance to understand, to explain, to tell me she doesn't care about my submissive streak. Instead, I was sabotaging myself from the get-go like a proper idiot.

Feeling full of energy for the first time in days I strolled down the beach, towards James' bungalow. I was about to open the door when a peculiar sound made me freeze dead in my tracks.

"Ohhh yes!"

My stomach dropped. I knew that sound all too well.

"Ohh fuck yes, fill me baby! Oh god, fuck that pussy! Yes!"

I glanced at my watch. Amy had only been gone a few minutes — five tops. How in the hell could she...?

I tip-toed around the house, looking for a window to peep in on. Luckily for me, the blinds on the bedroom window weren't shut all the way. I looked in, and what I saw made my heart jump right into my throat.

Amy was being fucked by James.

She had her skirt hiked up around her waist, as James fucked her from behind. His pants were bungling around his ankles as he slammed his thick black cock into my wife's pussy.

"Ohhh yes James, fill me, quick," Amy panted like a dog in heat.

I was stunned. The other night had been a slow seduction, days in the making, with plenty of drinks... it was a drunken mistake.

This was nothing like that night.

Judging by the sweat dripping down James' body, they had been fucking for at least a minute. That meant she bent over and offered her ass to him within seconds of walking in.

Holy shit.

Who does that? Who just offers her pussy for a quick fuck like it's no big deal? Well, my wife, apparently.

Had this been her plan all along? While she was arguing with me, was she already thinking about the hot load she wanted to get?

Fuck. I was so angry and turned on I couldn't think straight. What's weird was, I was angriest that I wasn't in the room with them!

"Fill me baby, cum inside of me," Amy moaned.

James smacked her ass hard as he pounded her wet cunt from behind. "You love this black dick, don't you?" He grunted.

"Fuck yes, you know I do, baby."

"Is it bigger than ya man's?"

"Oh, MUCH bigger," Amy moaned lewdly. "I'm addicted to it!"

James pulled Amy's hair back, his hand closing around her neck. He was jack-hammering into her now, using more strength in his hips than I had in my entire body.

"You need to come visit," Amy panted. "Visit me back in the States and my pussy and ass all yours, baby."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. She had just argued with me that it was a fun one-time fling, and here she was, promising her married pussy to this guy?!

"What about your husband?" James grunted between strokes.

"He'll sleep on the couch," Amy laughed. "He'll eat my pussy, get it nice and wet for you. He knows his place."

I swallowed, my cock painfully erect. She was right, too. I'd gladly submit to the two...damn, how the hell did this all go so fast?!

"Cum inside me now, baby," Amy whined. "I need your cum."

It was only at that moment that I noticed James wasn't even wearing a condom. I had been so pre-occupied by their hurtful words that it hadn't even crossed my mind he was about to cum inside her fertile womb.