Wicked Weasel

Written by Dick Coxxx / Sep 5, 2004

 

Wicked Weasel

By Dick Coxxx

We were getting ready to celebrate our fifth wedding anniversary. I wanted to do something a little different and something that we would remember the rest of how lives. I just didn?t realize then just how much it would change of lives.

My wife, Jennifer, is a teacher at the local elementary school. We have two little tow-headed boys, Timmy & Andy. They are two and four. It is the end of summer just before school starts. I had always wanted to go to Jamaica for a vacation but couldn?t afford that for our own honeymoon so I thought what better place for our second honeymoon.

I was able to book Hedonism III at Runaway Bay in Jamaica for the last week of summer. Our wedding date was August the twenty-eighth so that worked perfectly. Jennifer?s parents wanted to take our boys to Florida to see Disney World so that worked out even better for us to be alone together, just the two of us, for a romantic week in Jamaica.

I had recently bought a new digital camera to take plenty of photos of the boys as they were growing up and decided to take it with me on our trip to Hedonism III. I fancy myself as an amateur glamour photographer and what better place to take photos of women in sexy bikinis than in Jamaica. I told my wife that I planned on taking pictures of all the pretty women on the beach. Jennifer surprised my by saying that I had just better take a bunch of her as well. Although Jennifer is a natural blonde beauty, she has always been a little on the camera-shy side. She has actually gotten better looking during the first five years of our marriage because she was on the skinny side before we got married. Although her breasts will never be huge, she has filled out nicely in all the right places. She had taken the boys down to the pool almost every day during the summer and swam laps in the pool during the ten minutes of adult swim every hour. Her figure was perfect and her smooth skin was a lovely golden tone to match her sun-bleached, shoulder-length blonde hair.

We got to Jamaica on a sunny Sunday afternoon and checked into our beach-side suite. Everything was lovely and the staff at Hedonism III was very proficient as well as courteous to us. I changed into my swimsuit as Jennifer changed into one of her conservative bikinis. She looked simply fabulous with her hair tied up in a pony tail and her painted red fingers and toes. She slipped in a pair of cutes little sandals and wrapped a flowery cover-up around her shapely hips. Off to the beaches we go!

Hedonism III is an all-adult resort and the beaches around the hotel were all clothing optional. I brought my camera along and had been advised that I must ask permission first before I took anyone?s photo. Most of the men wore those little European-designed skimpy bathing outfits letting their bellies flop out. Although I wasn?t Joe Sixpack in the abs category, my own stomach was fairy flat. A number of the women were sunbathing topless and some were even completely nude. Sunscreen was definitely the word of the day as their bodies glistened in the bright sunlight.

While there were quite a few older women out on the beach, there were still plenty of good-looking young women to make your eyes and crotch bulge out. Even Jennifer in her conservative bikini and cover-up turned a few men?s heads.

We wanted to rest up during the hottest part of the day so we went back to the hotel. I opened a bottle of complimentary champagne that the hotel had given us. Actually all alcohol was included in the all-inclusive price of the resort. After a couple of glasses, we wanted to wash off all of the sand and salt water do we showered together in the huge shower stall. One thing led to another and we were soon tumbling into bed together. While Jennifer never denied me sex, she wasn?t into it very much. It was great for me but it never seemed very satisfying for her.

After we finished, Jennifer fell asleep. I dressed into a pair of shorts and tee-shirt and went exploring in the hotel?s gift shop. Wanting to buy a memorable present for my wife to celebrate our fifth wedding anniversary, I asked the cute salesperson what might be nice for my wife. The lovely blonde behind the counter explained that she was from Australia were the seasons are just the opposite of here. Whereas we were just finishing summer, Australia was just finishing their winter. She was going to head back home because she loved the nice summer weather. One of the things that she always enjoyed wearing were some fantastic bikinis from a company called ?Wicked Weasel.? They carried a number of them in the gift store.

These were the sexiest, tiniest little bikinis that I had ever seen. I told the salesclerk that my wife would never wear anything like that in public. She said with a wink, ?You never know, these really make a woman feel like a woman and men are very glad.?

For my wife, I bought a pair of baby blue thongs with tiny little sheer-triangles for tops. They were almost see-through. I didn?t know that when they got wet, not only the top but the bottoms as well became see-throughs.

That night after a wonderful poolside dinner, I gave her the ?Wicked Weasels.? She surprised me by saying that it was sweet of me to buy her a present and that she would wear them for me tomorrow. That night we made love again. Twice in one day must have been a record for us but then again we were in paradise.

****** We slept in late the next morning and went to an early lunch. We don?t normally have alcohol at lunch but then again we aren?t normally on an all-inclusive vacation. I had a couple of Bloody Marys while Jennifer sucked down her favorite drink ? Pina Coladas.

We went back to our room to change into swimsuits for the beach. Jennifer let me take several photos of her getting into her new Wicked Weasel bikini. We both laughed as she finished slipping on the bikini bottoms. Her silky, blonde pussy hair spilled out over the edge of the bikini. She laughed as she said, ?This won?t do!? She went back into the bathroom and grabbed my shaving cream and razor.

Jennifer shaved off most of her pussyhair but left a neat, small triangle just above her clitoris. None of her beaver was showing this time as she pulled the tiny bikini bottom up her trim legs. My lovely wife looked at herself in the mirror and almost blushed. The tiny little triangles of the bikini top barely covered her nipples.

Jennifer grabbed the cover-up and wrapped it around her waist. ?Let?s go and have some fun!? she said playfully.

We got down to the beach and she unwrapped her cover-up. I took several photos with my digital camera of my incredibly sexy wife.

As we neared the water, a voice said, ?Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Smith.?

We turned and saw our waiter from last night laying stomach-down on a lounge chair reading a book while he sunned himself in the nude.

?Why, hello John,? my wife said to the Negro waiter. ?I hope you don?t get too burnt.?

?Mrs. Smith, you?re the one who has to worry about getting sunburnt. I?m already burnt black,? laughed John. Jennifer and I both laughed at the Jamaican?s joke.

?My, my, Mrs. Smith. You looked very good last night not but today you look simply marvelous!?

Jennifer blushed at the compliment.

We went on down to the water?s edge and I took a bunch of photos of my wife frolicking in the clear blue water. When wet, the Wicked Weasels became almost transparent. My wife?s erect nipples could be clearly seen. Even the outline of her trimmed little pussy hair and pouty pussy lips could be made out through the sheer material.

After taking plenty of photos of my sexy wife, she said, ?Let?s go back to the room, Dear, for some afternoon delight.?

My dick was already hard from seeing my wife half-naked in public. The black waiter was still there as we passed him going back to our room. He had turned over on his back and my wife gasped when she saw his huge semi-erect manhood. John?s semi-rigid black cock was more than twice the size of mine even when it was rock hard.

I had a quick idea. ?John,? I said. ?If it?s alright with you, I?d like a few photos of you with my wife, Jennifer.?

?Sure, Mon,? he said in his Jamaican accent. ?I always love taking photos wife lovely white ladies.? The bikini material was still see-through so the black man could see all of the lovely blonde wife?s charms.

Jennifer wasn?t sure at first if she wanted photos with a naked black man but her husband continued to encourage her. It must have been the Pina coladas from lunch or the sexiness she felt between her legs from taking all of the sexy photos in her new Wicked Weasel bikini but she was felling rather wicked herself.

Jennifer sat down on the edge of the lounge chair as the Negro waiter sat up for the photos. The first several were mainly head and shoulders of my wife with the black man. Then I took several others that included Jennifer?s red-tipped toes in her sexy sandals. I moved around and also got several more with the big black cock getting harder by the moment.

I made some suggestions to John and he didn?t hesitate to put his black hands on my wife?s smooth white shoulders. I snapped away a few more pictures. It was a good thing that I put in a fresh one gig computer card into my digital camera and had a spare one in the pocket of my swimsuit. The expression on my wife?s face was absolutely stunning.

I asked John to wrapped his arms around my wife and put his hands on her bare stomach. Once again he didn?t hesitate. I got some more photos of my wife with the black man. His cock surely must be fully erect now as it was about thirteen inches long and about three inches in diameter.

Without my telling him, one of his black hands went up to cup one of her nearly-bare breasts. The other hand moved down her flat belly and slipped beneath the top of her bikini bottom. Jennifer?s left hand quickly went to the Negro?s hand to try to prevent him from going further. It was too late. The black Jamaican waiter?s long fingers had already found its intended target ? the lovely blonde wife?s wet pussy. I took a close up of her lovely hand on his. I could see her hand with her wedding ring vainly trying to keep the black fingers from going any farther.

The black man bent over and kissed my wife on her bare neck. He whispered something in her ear.

Jennifer immediately flushed, turning the brightest red that I?ve ever seen her. She quickly got up from the lounge chair and told me, ?Let?s go back to the room, now!?

On the way back to the room I asked my wife what the black man said to her. She told me.

?He said, ?I got a big black cock that only I can scratch that itch for you. I?ll be up at your room in ten minutes. I?ll even let you husband take the photos.?

My own dick leaped in my shorts. ******

Jennifer left on the Wicked Weasels while she was in the shower to wash off the salt water. I heard the knock at the door. There stood the dark Jamaican waiter with only a towel draped around his waist. His huge erect cock made the towel poke out in front. I took several photos of the black man at the door.

?She?s in the shower,? I said as I pointed towards the bathroom. He dropped the towel and stepped into the bathroom. I followed him with my camera furiously taking more photos. It would have been better if I had a video camera with me but these photos would be once in a lifetime effect ? my wife?s first black man!

Big John, as we were to learn later was the name that his lady friends called him, stepped into the shower with my wife. He slipped the bikini top over her head and kissed on one of her now bare nipples. Her lovely blonde head went back in ecstasy. Next came off her useless bikini bottoms.

Big John grabbed a bar of soap and began lathering up my wife. He took particular interest in the juncture between her spread legs. Jennifer then took the soap and rubbed it across his broad black chest. She then soaped up the huge black manhood jutting up from between his loins.

They stood in the pouring shower and kissed passionately.

Big John turned off the water. He dried off my wife before picking her up and carrying her to our king-sized bed.

Jennifer sat on the edge of the bed. Big John?s big, black cock was at the same level as my wife?s mouth. The Negro pulled my wife?s head toward his loins as her red lips surrounded the giant black manhood. With her left hand she stroked his huge black cock. The hand with her wedding ring could hardly fit around the thick girth of his black power.

My wife had never eaten any cock before let alone a black stranger?s. Now she was sucking him off like a pro.

Big John pulled his big black manhood out of my wife?s sweet lips.

?Now it?s my turn,? he said as he positioned my wife on the bed.

Big John spread my wife?s smooth thighs as he crawled between her legs. The little triangle of pussyhair that she had left was like a beckon pointing the way home.

His long tongue snaked its ay into my wife?s quivering pussy. His thick black lips closed around my wife?s waiting pussy lips. Jennifer?s manicured fingers went to the kinky black hair on his head and pulled the Negro even deeper into her most intimate, moist place. My wife had her first of many orgasms!

Big John finally finished eating out my wife. The Jamaican waiter moved up her firm body kissing her erect nipples and feasting on her creamy white breasts. He kissed her on her smooth, white neck before deeply soul kissing my wife.

Then he said, ?Put it in for me, Baby.?

Jennifer smiled wickedly at me as she reached down between her legs and guided the huge black monster to her wanton, blonde pussy. The first couple of inches entered her tight, blonde pussy. Big John waited a moment for my wife?s cuntal muscles to adjust to the intrusion of his huge black member. He then eased the rest of it into her aroused maidenhood. Because of his thick size, it felt as if this was her very first time. Even after having two babies, she was incredibly tight!

My wife?s legs went up around his hips as he began his slow, pistoning motion. Her fingers clawed at the tough skin of his broad black shoulders as he fucked my wife bareback. I had use a condom whenever we make love as we are not looking for another baby. Jennifer was having another powerful orgasm. She screamed out her release!

My wife received the fucking of her sweet life at the hands, or should I say cock, of this black man. They must have fucked for several hours. I had to put my camera down while I jerked off, not only once but twice, to the immensely erotic sight of my wife being thoroughly fucked by a well-hung black man.

Finally, they finished. I?ve never seen my wife so exhausted after a bout of sex like she was now. Big John turned to me and said, ?Mon, your wife has one sweet pussy. It was like she was virgin. I hope you got all the pictures you want. Now I?d like to take a few of you eating my thick cum out of your wife?s stretched pussy.?

At first I didn?t understand what he meant. He took the camera from me and motioned with his tongue to get between my wife?s wide-spread legs.

I have never before eaten my wife?s pussy. She wouldn?t let me thinking it was just too dirty of a thing to do. Now here I am going down on her after she has been roughly fucked by a black man with a huge cock. Her tender blonde pussy was all red and raw from the intense black-fucking session. I kissed each of her spread thighs before lapping up the thick cum. It had a strange but not necessarily unlikable taste. Jennifer?s body shook with the excitement of another orgasm as my tongue licked at her highly-sensitized pussy lips.

******

Jennifer slept until later that evening. When she awoke, she wanted to get something to eat and then go dancing. The Zebra Club was just down the street from the resort. We were not the only white couple there but we most other couples had a black man with them. This place was famous worldwide for bringing willing white wives together with ready black partners. The black guys just swarmed around my wife like they knew she was in heat for black meat.

Jennifer picked up an American fellow, by the name of Tyrone, who had played professional football in the United States before receiving a career-ending knee injury. He moved here to Runaway Bay, Jamaica because of all the good-looking white women wanting to get laid by black studs. He had fucked many white teachers this one past summer coming to Jamaica for some very discrete fun than all the time in high school and college and he had fucked all of his female teachers. He had even fucked the principal?s lovely white wife and the head football coach?s stunning blonde wife. He was used to being a white woman?s first taste of the forbidden black fruit.

Jennifer and Tyrone danced a number of dances together. I could see that Tyrone had his huge black hands all over my lovely blonde wife. Everyone could see that she wasn?t wearing any panties when Tyrone lifted the back of her dress to feel up her bare buttocks. She wasn?t even wearing the new sexy, little Wicked Weasel panties that I had bought for her this afternoon.

Tyrone and Jennifer walked arm-in-arm back to our hotel. Tyrone didn?t even bother to take off her dress. His string black fingers slipped of the shoulder straps revealing her bare breasts. The black former pro football player pushed up the hem of her dress to see her waiting blonde pussy. The Negro dropped his pants to reveal his extremely muscular black cock. He thrust it completely to the hilt in Jennifer?s defenseless ravaged pussy as she gasped in delight.

During the week of our second honeymoon, I had made love to my beautiful wife only twice and that was on the first day at Hedonism III. During the rest of the week, she had at least thirteen black men that I knew about. I had photos of my wife with them. She even gave up her cherry ass as she took two black men at once for her first double penetration.

*******

We got back home on a Sunday afternoon. Jennifer had to start teaching school tomorrow and we had to pick up the boys from her parents.

Little did I know how much our life would change. Every Saturday, Jennifer would drop the kids off at her Mom?s house for her to take care of them. The lovely blonde mother would then dress up and go to a black bar in town. She would bring back her pick of them, sometimes even two black men, and let me videotape her session with her new black lover. This has been going on every week now for the past year. All I get is the thick nigger jism dripping from her insatiable pussy! Now she buys all of her clothes from www.WickedWeasel.com!
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