Temptation on Vacation Ch. 02

"Hey, Wendy, sorry about last night. I was with a client and they wanted to go out, and I really need this deal and... and--"

"It's ok, I understand," I replied to my husband over the phone while I sat in my cabin.

"You sure? You're not mad?" he asked, surprised.

"No, I get it," I said, trying to hide any guilt in my voice as I stood in the cabin bedroom.

To be honest, I was mad at him. Yet, after what happened last night with Xander, I decided I should try to forgive him. It wasn't like I was little miss innocent. I had passionate, wild sex with a young, hot, black guy, and just thinking about it still made my whole body tingle. I yearned for his rough touch and to feel his big, black cock stretch me open again, but I tried to repress those thoughts. It felt too good to view it as a mistake, but I knew I shouldn't let it happen again.

"Phew, that's great, honey... because I have a bit of a favor to ask," he said slowly and carefully.

"What is it?" I said tensely, my eyes narrowing in annoyance before he even had a chance to continue.

"There's another client I was supposed to meet up with in a few weeks, but they asked if they could reschedule sooner. I made arrangements to fly out there tomorrow and I'll need to be on-site with them all next week to hammer out this deal," he said, subdued.

"Are you fucking serious?" I shot back hotly.

"Now hold on, listen, I--"

"No, this is bullshit and you know it! You were supposed to be home next week so we could celebrate our anniversary. Now you're going to miss it?" I said in a rage.

"Look, I'll make it up t--"

"Forget it. Do what you want, like you always do," I said, and hung up the phone before I threw it at the bed I was standing next to.

I couldn't believe him! We had been planning a nice anniversary night out for months. Well, more accurately, I had been planning something. He knew about those plans, knew how little we had seen each other recently, and he still put work first? It was unbelievable. Did he not care about me at all? How was he going to make it up to me? By building a fucking time machine?

Scoffing, I sat down on the bed while rubbing my face with my hands, trying to soothe myself. Feeling my long, red hair fall forward, I lifted my hands off my face and pulled my hair behind my ears before I crossed my arms in front of me. Instead of replaying the conversation over and over again in my head like I would normally do, I found myself thinking about what Xander was doing today instead. I had no intention of seeing him today, but I suddenly couldn't get him out of my mind.

Absentmindedly biting my lip, I started to imagine what he would look like topless on the beach; his dark, chocolate skin, his bulging muscles, and that charming smile of his. Unlike my stupid ass husband, I knew that Xander would want to spend time with me. He even said so himself last night that he hoped he would see me again today. Should I consider it?

Just like yesterday, my mind was in turmoil from conflicting thoughts and emotions. Yes, I was upset at my husband, but did that deserve cheating on him again? I mean, a random, wild, one-time hook-up was one thing, but doing it a second time was wrong. Really wrong. God, being with him felt incredible, though. Just thinking about him made me so horny that I even got myself off in the shower earlier this morning. If my husband wasn't willing to make time and satisfy me, wasn't it reasonable to get it elsewhere?

I couldn't believe I was actually considering seeing him again. Then again, I promised myself yesterday that I would start prioritizing my own needs, wants, and desires. I haven't felt this alive and happy in what felt like years. Didn't I deserve this? Although I don't even know if he wants to see me again. Was I just a fleeting fancy for him? Someone he could just brag about to his friends? Or did he really want me as bad as he said he did? I needed to know.

Standing up, I smoothed out my sundress and walked briskly to my front door. Stepping outside, I walked over to the path that went around the lake and turned in the direction of the beach. My heart was already beating hard in my chest, and I walked with a confidence that I rarely felt. Reaching the beach, my heart sank when I didn't see his group at the volleyball court where they often played. Undeterred, I decided to head to their campsite.

Walking further down the path, I remembered that they were at campsite 21. Briskly walking towards it, I kept a sharp eye out to see if I saw any of his friends walking around. Not seeing a soul, I started to get anxious about where he could be. My heart was fluttering in excitement and anticipation of possibly seeing him again. I felt like a college girl on the way to see her crush.

Reaching their campsite, I stepped off the path and walked towards their cabins. At first, I didn't see anyone, making my excitement turn into sadness. Walking a little closer, I finally saw someone, and my heart jumped up in my throat when I saw it was Xander! He was lying on the ground, which was why I didn't see him earlier. What was he doing? Approaching closer, I realized that he was doing push-ups. Oh god, he looked so fucking hot.

He was topless and wearing a pair of sweatpants, giving me an unobstructed view of his impressive upper body. His arms looked as thick as tree trunks, and I stared helplessly as his bulging arm muscles flexed with each rep he took. My eyes lingered on his broad, powerful shoulders before I marveled at how muscular his back looked. I don't know how many push-ups he was doing, but I was willing to watch him do a million of them.

Feeling my heart pound against my chest, I started to walk over to him before I even realized what I was doing. I had no idea what I was going to say to him, and all I knew was that I wanted to be closer to him. Once I got near, he must have seen me out of the corner of his eye, because he stopped and looked up at me. He gave me a wide smile, and I swore my heart felt like it had skipped a beat. He immediately got up and stood right in front of me. Looking up at him, I marveled at how tiny I felt compared to his incredible physique.

Placing his hands on his hips, he said, "Hey, Wendy, miss me already?"

"I... uhh... umm..." I stammered as I gazed at his body.

Shit, he looked even hotter than he did yesterday. His smooth, chocolate skin gleamed in the bright sun and my eyes kept bouncing around his torso. His powerful chest bulged out enticingly, and his flat stomach looked rock-hard with faint lines of his abs. My instincts were demanding that I throw myself against him, but I was able to resist my urges. For now, anyway.

"Damn baby girl, you looking fine as hell today," he said as he looked me up and down with lust in his eyes.

Blushing at his comment, I loved that he liked my dress. It was a floral wrap sundress that hugged my petite body and barely reached my mid-thigh. Since it was a wrap dress, it was held closed by a cloth belt that was tied to the side. Most notably, the dress had a deep v-neckline that showed off a fair amount of my perky C-cup breasts. I didn't bring a lot of different clothing options with me on this vacation getaway, so I didn't put much thought into what I put on today, but I was glad I chose this dress.

"Thanks," I said shyly. "I can't believe you're working out while on vacation."

"Hell yeah, I gotta keep my body in shape. Although I guess I could've skipped today since I got in a late night workout last night," he said with a charming grin.

My cheeks felt hot, and I knew I was blushing deeply when I heard him follow up, "So, you gonna tell me why you came all the way over here?"

"Oh, no... no reason, umm... just you know, taking my usual walk," I stammered out, wincing internally at how stupid I must have sounded.

"Is that right? Your normal walk takes you to our campsite?" he said in a teasing tone.

"That isn't... I mean, uhh--"

"Just admit it, you came to see me," he said matter-of-factly.

I awkwardly scoffed and blurted out, "No! I... was just coming--"

"I know, I know, to check me out, right?" he said before flashing a wide smile and moved even closer to me.

"No, to tell you that... last night... it was a moment of weakness. It shouldn't have happened, I'm sorry. I can't... I'm married and--and... it was wrong," I rambled, and I wasn't sure he believed me because I didn't truly believe myself.

Completely overshadowing me, he replied in a low voice, "Are you sure? Because I've been thinking about you nonstop."

My heart rate skyrocketed and I looked up at him and swallowed deeply before I asked, "Why? No, I mean, you can't... you shouldn't think about me."

"I can't help it. It's like your sexy ass body was perfectly built for me," he said in a low voice, his body so close to mine that I could smell his intoxicating scent.

"Stop it, Xander. You can't say things like--"

"The sex last night was the hottest fuck I've ever had. I couldn't get enough. Older women really are the best," he said with a charming smile, and I felt his hands grab my waist, pulling my body into his.

"I... I, god, Xander, I...," I practically whispered to him as I stared at him, mesmerized.

Pressing me tightly against his muscular body, he leaned down slightly and said, "You want it as much as I do, don't you?"

Staring at his lips, my whole body shuddered slightly. My brain was trying to tell me no, but my body yearned for his. I did want this. I remembered how I felt last night, and I desperately wanted to feel that way again. To be wanted, to be pleasured, to be fucked hard and senseless. I could feel my remaining willpower start to crumble.

"Yes," I responded, shocking myself at my honesty.

His lips lowered closer to mine, and I felt like I was in a trance when I heard him say, "What about your husband?"

"What husband?" I murmured, lost in a moment of intense desire.

He pressed his lips against mine and with a shudder, I kissed him back eagerly before sucking on his lips. A low moan rumbled in my throat as we kissed, and I melted into his embrace. Primal instincts had overtaken control of my body and I wanted to give myself over to this hot, strong, powerful man.

While we continued to kiss, I raised my hands to his bare chest and greedily squeezed his pecs, marveling at how hard they felt. My hands weren't the only ones busy exploring. His hand found the side knot of my dress and slowly started undoing it. Feeling my dress loosen around my body, I shuddered and squeezed his chest even harder. A few moments later, the knot came completely undone, and my dress fell open, exposing my underwear-clad body.

Without any hesitation, his hands gripped my bare, thin waist and sent a shiver of pleasure up and down my spine. His hands glided forward and squeezed my large, firm ass. Breaking our kiss, I leaned my head back and moaned deeply at his touch. He gave it a small smack before groping it even harder. His head leaned down and he started to suck on the sensitive skin of my neck, making me gasp. I was writhing in pleasure in front of him and my pussy already felt extremely wet.

We both heard some faint voices talking in the distance, and at the same time, we turned our heads in the direction it was coming from while we both froze. The voices seemed to be getting closer, and I started to panic. Oh my god! What was I doing? I was letting him undress me in the middle of the campsite! In full public view! I pulled my hands away from his body and tried to get free of his grasp so I could tie my dress again, but he held onto me firmly.

"C'mon, let's go," he said calmly, with a devilish smile.

Releasing my ass, he grabbed my hand and pulled me with him further into the campsite. My dress barely stayed on my body, clinging to my shoulders as it flowed in the breeze behind me. We briskly walked behind one of the cabins, out of sight from both the campsite and the path. He pressed my body up against the wooden exterior wall of the cabin while I tried to listen to see if the voices were coming closer, as I breathed heavily.

"Goddamn!" he exclaimed in a whisper.

I turned my head to look at him and saw him staring at my body. Looking down, I blushed deeply when I realized what he was looking at. I was wearing some of the skimpiest lacy underwear that I owned, and I completely forgot I had it on. I didn't pick this out because of Xander or anything, but because I was simply running out of clean underwear. I originally packed this for a romantic evening when I thought my husband was going with me, and I never took it out of my suitcase. I never thought that I would be wearing it for a hot young stud like him.

"Shh!" I hissed at him while placing a finger over his mouth.

Giving me a cocky smile, he suddenly pressed his hand against my pussy through my lacy g-string thong. I let out a soft moan before I covered my mouth with my hand and opened my eyes wide. What was he doing? This was too dangerous! Hearing the voices getting closer, I tried to pull his hand away, but I had better luck moving a brick wall.

The voices were definitely at the campsite now and I wondered if they were some of his friends I met last night. I couldn't make out anything they were saying because my heart was pounding so hard that it drowned out anything else. Seemingly ignoring the voices, he smiled at me and started to run his finger up and down my slit through the thong, causing juices to pour out of me and soak my thong. I stifled a moan that was about to escape my lips and felt my body shudder in pleasure.

"Stop it!" I said silently, mouthing the words to him after pulling my hand away from my mouth while I lustfully stared at him.

"Why?" he whispered back and I felt his hand slip underneath my thong and started to rub my bald pussy directly.

My eyes opened wide in shock, and my whole body trembled. Another low moan escaped my lips before I quickly returned my hand to cover my mouth. I couldn't believe this was happening! Was he trying to get us caught? With an arrogant smile, he continued to rub my incredibly wet pussy and I felt jolts of pleasure streaking across my body. The voices from earlier were now fairly loud, and I snapped my head to the side, wondering if they might appear around the corner any second.

Feeling my thong pulled to the side, I felt a hot breath pass over my pussy lips. Turning my head back, I was stunned when I looked down and saw Xander squatting in front of me, his face inches away from my pussy. I felt his tongue lick my slit and I felt a moan rumble in my throat before I covered my mouth with my other hand too, to make sure no sound leaked out. A powerful wave of pleasure swept over my body, and I leaned my head back as my legs shook.

No! What was he doing? Was he actually licking my pussy? It felt so dirty, but I couldn't deny how good it felt. No guy I had ever been with, including my husband, had ever tasted my pussy before! How could this be happening now? Outside? In public? We could be found at any moment and his mouth seemed glued to my pussy!

Even though I was worried about being caught, I became more worried about how my pussy tasted. Did he find it gross? Would he become disgusted and leave me here? Such thoughts were banished from my mind once I felt him suck on my pussy lips. I could feel even more of my juices pour out, and I squinched my eyes in pleasure. What was he doing to my body?

Squirming in pleasure, I lowered one hand and gripped his short hair tightly on his head. I should have been slapping him or pulling him away from me, but instead I found myself pushing his head closer against my pussy. My whole body was being flooded with ecstasy and it was making me a little delirious. This was so dangerous, but I wanted more.

His mouth released my pussy lips and I felt his tongue push inside me. This new sensation caused bombs of pleasure to burst inside my brain, and I groaned deeply. Fortunately, the voices outside erupted in laughter and appeared to perfectly mask it. I looked down my body at him and saw his face coated in my pussy juices. The sight of his black face pressed up against my pale and pink pussy sent shockwaves of pleasure throughout my body.

Feeling his tongue explore every nook and cranny of my pussy was making me feel incredibly hot. I could feel a glowing warmth deep inside me, and I knew he was making me slowly build up an orgasm. At this point, I didn't care about getting caught anymore. I didn't want him to stop. I wanted him to keep going and unleash it. All I wanted was the powerful release that only he was able to give me.

Ignoring the voices, I decided to fully give in to the moment. Feeling my nipples ache beneath my bra, I brought my hands to my chest and pulled down my lacy bra, exposing my breasts. Squeezing my boobs tightly, I bit my lip to stop myself from moaning. Flicking my hard, sensitive nipples with my thumbs made me open my mouth wide to moan, but I kept it contained in my throat. The orgasm I felt earlier was growing even more intense, and I knew it wouldn't be much longer.

Without realizing it at first, I started to grind my pussy against his face while I played with my breasts. Oh my god, I felt like such a slut! Here I was touching myself while he was eating my pussy! The added pleasure was so good that I didn't dare stop. Suddenly, I felt his tongue start to move around rapidly inside my pussy and it felt like a mini vibrator! My body tensed up before my legs began to quiver uncontrollably. Fuck, I had no idea it could feel this good!

Slamming my head back against the wooden wall behind me, I squirmed in pleasure as I started to pinch my sensitive nipples even harder. I was breathing hard, and I hoped no one could overhear. Feeling his tongue slip out of my pussy, I felt it brush up against my clit and my eyes opened wide as a lightning bolt of ecstasy struck my body. Lowering one of my hands, I gripped his short hair tightly again while I felt my entire body start to quiver. Holy shit!

An explosion of pleasure detonated inside me, and my whole body started to shake uncontrollably. The pleasure was so intense that I couldn't hold back my primal moan, but thankfully, my throat closed up from the intensity of the orgasm and silenced any noise. Every inch of my skin felt tingly and sensitive as the orgasm ripped through my body. My legs wobbled, and I struggled to remain standing while I pressed one of my hands against the wooden wall behind me in an attempt to keep myself from collapsing. Oh fuck, I felt so hot... too hot.

Just when I thought my strength was going to give out and I was going to collapse, my orgasm began to recede, and I felt like I had full control over my body again. My throat opened back up, but instead of moaning, I took some deep breaths while trying not to gasp loudly. My body still trembled periodically from the lingering jolts of pleasure, and I closed my eyes shut in satisfaction. Oh my god, I couldn't believe how good that felt! Every time he played with my body, he made me cum harder than I thought possible.

Opening my eyes, I saw him begin to stand up in front of me. His powerful, thick body soon loomed over me and I watched him breathlessly. Standing at his full height, I couldn't help but marvel at him. All I could think about was wanting him to dominate my small, pale body. I eventually noticed his whole mouth was covered in my pussy juices and I began to blush deeply while staring at him.

He had the look of someone who was about to fuck me right here and now, but we both suddenly heard someone call out, "Hey Xander, you in there?"

The voice broke the practically trance-like state I was in, and I became all too aware of how exposed I was outside. I started to panic slightly, but he simply smiled at me. Watching him smile was strangely calming, but it wasn't enough to make me fully comfortable with what we were doing outside.

"I can't wait to see you later," he said in a soft whisper while wiping my pussy juices off his face.

Turning away from me, he started to walk away while calling out, "Yeah, I'm here. What are you guys doing back?"

I watched as he turned the corner of the cabin, and I could only assume he was approaching the voices of the guys I had heard earlier. Unsure if anyone was going to appear again, I started to quickly adjust my underwear before pulling my dress closed. Grabbing the dress belt, I started to tie it around my waist. Tightening the knot, I started to flatten my dress and then fix my red hair so it would look like I was a respectable woman and not some kind of slut who just let her pussy get eaten out in public.

"Hey man, where were you?" I heard one of the voices call out.

"I was just doing some workouts and then... I grabbed something to drink," he said in an amused tone, and I felt myself blushing heavily at his comment.

"Damn, typical Xander, always finding time to work out. Don't you ever take a break?" I heard one of his friends chide him.

"Nah, I gotta keep it up so I can last all night long, you know what I'm saying?" he said, chuckling, and I found myself absentmindedly biting my lip as I listened.

"Yeah, dude, whatever. Hey, we came back to get some stuff before we head out on our kayaking trip out on the lake," said one of the other voices.

"Oh shit, right, my bad. I should've brought this stuff over earlier. I'll go with you guys," he replied to them.

"You gonna invite that one girl to go with us?" one friend asked.

The other voice chimed in, "What was her name... Wendy?"

"Oh... yeah, hell yeah I invited her. I told her to bring her sexy ass down to the beach and meet us there in like 30 minutes," Xander said loudly, and I had a feeling he was telling me more than he was telling them. "Alright, come on, let's head down there already."

I heard their voices move further and further away, and I knew they must have been leaving for the beach. A kayaking trip? Did he really want me to go with him and his friends? I smiled to myself that he wanted to be around me so much that he found a way to invite me without them knowing. The more I thought about seeing him move around in the kayak, the more excited I became. Not hearing the voices anymore, I peered around the corner to see if I saw anyone. Nope, just nature.

Walking briskly away from the cabins, I walked past the campfire fire pit until I arrived back on the path. I kept my pace fast because I knew that I would need to get back to my cabin and change into a swimsuit before heading back to the beach. Knowing that I would have to pass by the beach first, I made sure to slink past secretly before practically running back to my cabin.

Once back inside, I went to the closet in my bedroom to look for a swimsuit to wear. I pulled out the only two that I brought with me, a bikini and a one-piece swimsuit. Pulling them out, I looked at them and wondered how I would look in each. Staring at the bikini, I worried that it would be too sexy for a kayak trip. It was incredibly revealing and was only meant to be seen by my husband if we did a private swim. The one-piece was probably the better option, but I bought it so long ago that I honestly didn't remember how it fit. Only one way to find out.

Stripping naked, I stepped into the one-piece swimsuit and pulled it up my body. Adjusting the shoulder straps, I stepped in front of the wall mirror and checked myself out. It not only still fit well, but I thought I looked rather cute. It was a more modest one-piece that covered most of my chest, but the material narrowed closer to my pelvis, showing off my wide hips and thin waist. The material clung to my body tightly, and even though my perky breasts were covered, they were clearly outlined and protruded from my body proudly.

Turning around, I checked out how I looked from behind and smiled widely. The suit was mainly backless and left a good amount of my back completely bare. It was my ass that really caught my attention though. The swimsuit only covered half of it, and made my ass look big, round, and firm. The thought of Xander's lustful eyes staring at it gave me a shiver of excitement.

Knowing that I didn't have much time to get to the beach, I grabbed a beach towel and a bottle of sunscreen so I wouldn't burn later. Walking on the path towards the beach, I was surprised by how excited I was. Not only was my heart beating fast, but I also felt like I had butterflies in my stomach. In a way, it felt like I was back in college. It was rejuvenating!

Reaching the beach, it didn't take much time for me to spot Xander and his friend group by the water with a group of kayaks. Walking over to them, my vacation muse spotted me and flashed me a wide smile, making my heart skip a beat. I wondered if he felt the same way seeing me as I did seeing him.

"Hey, Wendy, glad you made it," he said in his smooth, deep voice once I stood next to his chocolate body.

"Thanks for inviting me," I replied shyly.

"Come over here, we're gonna be in this kayak," he said, and I watched as he started to get it ready.

A few of the other people in the group said hi to me, and as I smiled at them, I couldn't help but notice what the few other girls in the group were wearing. They all had on sexy bikinis! I was stunned by how much skin they were showing off. Was that kind of beachwear normal for their age? I suddenly became aware of how I was the only one wearing a one-piece swimsuit, and I started to grow self-conscious. Would Xander think that I was a prude or frumpy? Would he rather look at those bikini-clad girls than look at me? God, why didn't I just wear the bikini?

Once I glanced over at him, all of my worries disappeared. He was messing with the kayak but couldn't keep his eyes off my body. He was devouring every inch of me, and his gaze particularly lingered on my ass. I blushed from the blatant attention he was giving me, and I felt not only comfortable again, but wanted and desired.

A few minutes later, it seemed like the group was ready to head out, and I handed my towel and sunscreen to my muse to stash in the kayak. He very graciously and gentlemanly offered to help me step into the kayak and I smiled warmly at him. Placing my small, pale hand in his large, powerful black hand, I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. A moment later, I stepped into the kayak and sat down, spreading my legs to the far sides. Xander got in easily after me and sat in front of me, between my legs. Grabbing the paddle, I waited for us to push off.

He drove his paddle against the beach and pushed us forward, gliding us through the water. Having kayaked before, I knew how to use the paddle and tried to match the smooth rhythm that he was already doing. Although, if I was being honest, it was tough to concentrate on paddling. My eyes were glued to his broad and muscular back. I could see what seemed like dozens of muscles flex and bulge from him moving the paddle. He looked so freakin' hot!

Gliding further into the lake, I heard from the group that we were going to stay near the shoreline and then head towards the small island in the middle of the lake, where we would then go around it and head back. It looked like a really long distance, but I also knew that Xander had more than enough strength for us to make it easily.

After paddling for a while, the group decided to take a break and rest. Most people in the group leaned back and enjoyed the scenery around us, but my eyes couldn't tear themselves away from Xander. Because the kayak was so small, and we sat so close together, my instincts were screaming at me to simply lean forward and touch him, but I tried to resist, knowing we were surrounded by his friends. However, a clever idea came to me and I smiled to myself.

"Are you tired at all? Are your muscles getting sore?" I softly asked.

"No way, this is easy for me, baby," he said with bravado.

"You sure? Aren't your muscles getting tired? I can help, you know," I replied.

Leaning forward, I placed my small, pale hands against his dark upper back and pressed my thumbs against his dense muscle. Touching his body like this made my head ring, and I gasped ever so softly at how hard his body was. My thumbs barely made a dent in his muscles, but I heard him groan softly in satisfaction.

"Hmmm... you know what, my muscles are kinda sore now that I think about it," he said, and I smiled so widely that my cheeks hurt.

Like I was caught in a trance, my hands started to roam across his back, pressing against his impressive physique. I was sure lust was written all over my face and I hoped no one else was close enough to me where they could notice it. The more my hands touched his body, the quicker my breathing and the more aroused I became. I wanted to explore more of him. Oh god, I wanted to wrap my white hands around his big, black cock. I wondered if he was getting ha--

"Shit Xander, already got yo' girl giving you massages huh?" one of his friends commented, breaking me out of my thoughts.

Blushing, I shyly pulled my hands away from him when I heard him yell back, "Yo man, don't be jealous. You wish it was you instead."

The group erupted in laughter, and before long, everyone started to paddle again, gliding deeper into the lake. I was thankful there wasn't any additional unwanted attention on me because I wouldn't want them to see how red my face must have been. Then again, if anyone saw it, they would hopefully just think I was getting a little sunburned.

We finally reached the small island in the middle of the lake and the group decided to take another break. My body was urging me to reach out and touch him again, but I resisted. If I gave him another massage, I knew all eyes would immediately be on me. Staring longingly at his body, I was becoming increasingly aroused. My body wanted more. My pussy was making my swimsuit damp and I could feel my nipples harden.

I started to remember how it felt to be fucked by him at the cabin last night. Intense desire was swirling hotly inside of me, and it felt like an itch begging to be scratched. Should I forget about my husband and give in to my sinful desires again? I felt the same internal conflict rise within me that I felt yesterday. What was more important to me? Loyalty to a husband who didn't take care of me, or the carnal pleasure that I so desperately wanted?

He turned his head back towards me and flashed me a cheeky smile. My heart immediately pounded in my chest, and I wondered what he was smiling about. Did he somehow know how horny he was making me? The rest of the group started getting ready to leave and I tried my best to calm my body down.

To my surprise, I heard Xander suddenly call out to the group, "Hey, yo, we're gonna hang back for a bit and rest up a bit more. Y'all can go on ahead and we'll catch up with you later."

The rest of the group didn't seem to mind, and once they started to paddle away, he started to paddle us right up to the beach without saying a word. Our kayak skidded to a halt, and he immediately jumped out into the water and pulled it farther up the beach. Standing next to the kayak, he held out his hand to help me get out, and I smiled warmly at him. Grabbing his hand, I stepped out of the kayak and I felt my heart thump hard in my chest. Just like that, we were alone again. Alone on a deserted island.

Grabbing my towel and sunscreen, I heard him say, "Why don't we relax on the beach for a bit, and I can help put more sunscreen on ya so you don't burn."

Part of me wanted to scoff that he would try such an old trope as offering to put sunscreen on me, but the thought of it turned me on so much that I immediately nodded my head. Giving me a charming smile, he started to walk down the beach and I rushed to walk alongside him. Finding a nice spot on the small, sandy beach not too far from our kayak, he laid out my beach towel and I shyly knelt down before lying down on my stomach on top of it. Looking back over my shoulder at Xander, I saw his eyes glued to my body, and it sent a shiver up and down my spine.

"Aren't you going to help put the sunscreen on?" I said softly to him, and I seemed to break him out of his daze.

"Oh... yeah, hell yeah! Let me help you out," he said energetically.

He immediately knelt down over my lower body, straddling my legs. Grabbing the bottle of sunscreen, he poured some into his hands, and I expected to feel his fingers on my back. Instead, I felt them press up against my round, firm ass. I let out a soft groan and felt him squeeze my ass tightly. I smiled widely to myself, knowing that he wasn't able to resist touching it.

He carefully explored every inch of my bare ass, and I felt my arousal spike even higher. Crossing my arms in front of me, I laid my head down on them and focused on his fingers as they caressed the smooth skin of my ass. It felt unbelievably good, and any doubts I had about whether I should be letting this happen were soon swept away. Or rather, massaged away.

His hands moved lower, and I felt them slide down my shapely thighs. They moved slowly as if savoring every inch of my skin. Eventually, his hands slipped to my inner thigh, and I groaned softly. His fingers were so close to my pussy! I felt myself getting even more wet and I ached for him to touch it. I wanted him to pleasure me the way he did earlier.

His fingers finally brushed against my crotch, making my whole body shiver. Oh god, yes! Just when I thought he would keep touching me, he suddenly pulled his hands away. Starting to breathe heavier, I heard him squirt more sunscreen into his hands and anxiously waited for his hands to return to my body. I felt him lean forward, and his hands started to massage my bare back.

It felt good, really good. Yet, I couldn't help but feel he was teasing me. He had to know how wet I was and how much my body yearned for his. My soft moans were practically begging him to touch me more. Why was he now focusing on my back? His hands raised up towards my shoulders, and I felt something big and hard press against my pussy making me gasp softly. Oh my god! Was that his cock?

While his hands continued to massage my shoulders, I felt something big and hard repeatedly press up against my swimsuit-clad pussy. I knew it had to be his dick and it was driving me wild! He was making me so wet that I swore I felt my pussy juices leak out of my swimsuit. Did he know how badly I wanted him right now?

Continuing to tease my pussy, I felt my mind start to snap and groaned out, "Please... oh god, please, just...."

"Shit, I knew it. I knew you got addicted to black cock," he arrogantly said above me.

"Uh-huh," I groaned, feeling his big cock press even harder against my pussy.

"You probably can't stop thinking about how good it felt, especially compared to that limp dick husband of yours," he said as he grabbed the swimsuit by my crotch and pulled it to the side, over my ass.

Feeling my bald, dripping wet pussy exposed, my body shivered while I mumbled, "Oh fuck, oh yes."

I felt him lean back, stand up, and heard him unzip his swim shorts. I knew that this was it. This was the last chance I could back out and end things. I didn't want to, though. I wanted him to shove his big, black cock inside me and make me moan like a slut. I couldn't believe how badly I needed it.

Kneeling down, he straddled himself over my legs again and his fully exposed cock-head pressed up against my pussy lips, splitting them open slightly when he said, "Now, tell me what you want."

"I... oh god, I want... you to fuck me with your big, black co--oh fuck!" I cried out as I felt his bulbous cock-head push inside me.

Squinching my eyes in pleasure, I felt my pussy immediately stretched to its limit! He paused briefly, giving my body a moment to adjust, before he pushed forward, adding another couple of inches. My whole body started to tremble as waves of pleasure spread throughout my body. God, I missed this so badly. I wished he had never left last night. He could've fucked me again, and again... oh hell yes!

He shoved more of his thick dick into me and my pussy struggled to accommodate him. I felt more stuffed than I ever felt with my husband, and I knew that Xander probably had only half his length inside me. It felt so fucking good. His hands squeezed my ass before pulling my ass cheeks apart while pushing another couple of inches into me. I rewarded him with a series of loud moans. More, I wanted more! Oh god, I felt like such a slut already.

With a final, powerful shove, his last few inches pierced into me deeply and I felt his pelvis press against my ass. Bombs of pleasure were bursting in my head from feeling his entire length inside me and I could feel my pussy walls clamping down around him hard. So... fucking... deep. He was right, I was addicted. I didn't care, though. I never experienced such pleasure before and I didn't want to stop.

Releasing my ass, he leaned forward and grabbed my shoulders before he started to slowly, very slowly, slide his enormous cock back. My pussy lips were gripping him tightly and I swore he was only moving this slowly to emphasize how big he was. When only his cock-head was still inside me, he pushed forward again, and I groaned deeply. Just like last night, I could already feel a deep pleasure building up inside me. At least I didn't immediately cum all over him like last time.

He quickly built up a steady rhythm and with each thrust, I heard his pelvis slap against my big, firm ass. Powerful swells of pleasure were flowing through my body, and I couldn't stop moaning. Being fucked on the beach like this was always a secret fantasy of mine and it felt better than I could have imagined. Although, I never thought it would be a black stallion fucking me from behind though. Now, I don't think I could imagine anything else but that.

"Goddamn, your body was made to be fucked," Xander grunted above me as he started to fuck me faster and faster.

I smiled while letting out a moan, proud that a mature woman like me could turn on someone like him that much. The faster he fucked me, the hotter my body felt. The orgasm that started growing from the minute he pierced into me was now building in intensity. I knew that it wouldn't be long until it burst. I wondered what it was like for him to watch a white MILF cum and shake underneath him.

His thrusts started to quicken and he was now fucking me at a blinding speed. Intense pleasure was spreading to every corner of my body while I moaned loudly. Grappling with the incredible ecstasy, I moved my hands to grip the towel beneath me and arched my back. His herculean cock was piercing so deeply inside me that it was driving me wild. I never thought the size of a dick mattered before, but now I knew better.

The longer he fucked me like this, the more my whole body started to tremble. My mind was slowly becoming overwhelmed, and I felt hotter and hotter as my orgasm readied itself to explode. I could feel my eyes begin to roll back into my head while my body began to tense up. Oh fuck, I was going to... cum... I.... I, holy shit!

Like a powerful avalanche, a torrent of unimaginable pleasure descended across my body. My body started to shake uncontrollably as I felt the full force of my orgasm. Xander left his dick buried deep inside me and I felt my pussy walls convulse all along his length, squeezing him like a vise. I felt like screaming out in pleasure, but my throat closed up, and I simply laid there, writhing in pleasure. Oh fuck, I needed this. I needed this so badly.

Finally, my orgasm began to recede and I felt like I had control over my body again. Feeling my throat open back up, I started taking deep, shuddering breaths as my body still quivered in the afterglow of my orgasm. I felt unbelievably weak, but still incrediblyhorny. Desperate to feel his cock sliding in and out of me again, I bit my lip and waited for him to continue to dominate my body.

His cock started to pull back and as I braced from him to shove it back in, I was surprised when his cock-head popped out. I groaned from the sensation and felt surprisingly empty. He repositioned his body and felt his hands grab my hips before he flipped me over. Now lying on my back, I stared lustfully at my sexy lover. His chocolate skin had a shine to it from the sweat of his exertion and his bulging muscles looked big and powerful. His behemoth-sized cock was still rock-hard and was completely coated in my pussy juices. I couldn't help but think that this was a real man, unlike my stupid husband.

Grabbing my one-piece swimsuit at the shoulder straps, he roughly pulled it down my torso, and I felt it practically peel off my sweaty body. Ripping it down my legs, he threw it off to the side and knelt between my legs. Grabbing the back of my legs, he raised them up and then pushed my knees back to my body, lifting my lower back off the beach towel. My calves were now resting on his shoulders, and he leaned his impressive body further over mine, further curling me back. God, I wanted him to fuck me so badly that I swore I'd beg him to fuck me even in front of my husband.

With his humongous cock pointed at my wet pussy, he slowly lowered himself into me. I opened my mouth widely and moaned loudly as I felt him split me open again. He was so big that my pussy still struggled to accommodate him, but he was now able to push his entire length into me in one go. Groaning, I stared into his face that hovered near mine, and I shivered from the intense look of lust he gave me.

Raising his hips back, his cock slid back and then shoved back into me with incredible force. I gasped and my body shuddered at the sensation. Pulling back, he slammed into me again and I leaned my head back, releasing another loud moan. Immediately building up a slow rhythm, he started to pound into me hard. The strength behind his thrusts was incredible and I knew he was dominating me like I was his slut. I had to admit that it did hurt a little, but the added pleasure more than made up for it.

Increasing his pace, my body trembled at every thrust. I raised my arms above my head and gripped the beach towel as I held on for dear life. I stared into his eyes while releasing guttural moans from my throat and silently communicated how much more I wanted. God, I felt like he was driving into me deeper than ever before!

Unable to resist, I looked down my body and I was mesmerized watching his dark, black cock disappear into my small, pale pussy. Not only that, but seeing someone so big and so dark dominating my small, white body made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. Goddamn, it was so hot that it felt like bells were ringing in my head. Why did this turn me on so damn much?

Slowing his pace down, I wondered if he was getting tired, but I couldn't have been more wrong. His hands reached out and grabbed the soft skin of my perky breasts. Flicking my hard, pink nipples with his thumbs he started to fuck me with even more energy than before! He was raised so high up that it looked like he was jackhammering right down into me. Oh my god! This was insane!

Between his hands squeezing my breasts and his colossal cock driving straight down into me, my body was becoming overwhelmed with pleasure. Another powerful orgasm was starting to swirl hotly inside me and I bit my lip between my moans. Staring up at his face, I saw the look of a man who had completely given in to his instincts. It was incredibly hot, and I noticed he didn't seem tired at all. Maybe he could fuck all night long, just like he was bragging to his friends.

Feeling my orgasm grow in intensity, I reached my hands up to his head. Cupping my hands on either side of his face, I directed him to stare at me. He was gazing into my eyes with uncontrollable lust, and I stared back into his with a look of insatiable desire. His thrusts were becoming a little more erratic as I felt him begin to let loose. Gone were the measured thrusts and instead he started to fuck me like a wild animal. Holy shit!

The building ecstasy inside me was starting to boil over, and my body began to shake beneath his. Loud guttural moans were flying out of my mouth while my body began to tense up. An explosion of pleasure finally burst deep within me. I leaned my head back and squinched my eyes shut as I screamed out in pleasure. Gripping the hair on his head tightly, I felt him leave his cock buried inside me again as my pussy walls convulsed madly, squeezing him tightly. Waves of intense pleasure wracked my body and made my toes curl as my feet hovered in the air.

Still in the throes of my orgasm, I couldn't help but feel his gigantic cock twitch inside me. Oh fuck yes! I wanted him to unload into me. I wanted to feel his hot seed fill up my married pussy. I was still on the pill, but even if I weren't, I would've wanted him to cum inside me anyway. Leaning my head forward, I opened my eyes and saw his face contorted in pleasure. I knew he was trying to hold back, to not cum yet, but I knew he couldn't hold back any longer.

His dick started to pulsate and I soon felt a rush of hot cum shoot deep into me. Groaning deeply, I felt stream after stream of his black seed begin to fill me up. An incredible warmth radiated deep within me, and I couldn't help but smile to myself that he lost control because of me. Just like yesterday, I was stunned by how much cum he seemed to be unleashing. I never knew a guy could produce this much! The feeling was mind-numbing, and I felt my eyes begin to roll back into my head.

Eventually, my orgasm began to release its grip over me, and I felt my body begin to relax. My pussy stopped convulsing along his shaft and I felt the last few streams of hot cum shoot into me. My brain was awash in pleasure, but also pride. I loved how I was able to get this hot, black stud to unleash himself inside me again. I never felt sexier than I did at this moment.

Once we were both done with our orgasms, neither of us moved. We both stayed perfectly still as we continued to catch our breaths. Focusing on his face, I looked at him admiringly. When I saw how satisfied he looked, the pride I felt earlier deepened and made my body feel hot. He wasn't the only one satisfied, though. He gave me the best fuck of my life and I knew it wouldn't be the last either.

Releasing my breasts, he leaned back, and my hands fell away from his head. He started to slide his cock back, and I groaned softly. When his cock-head finally popped out, I gasped and felt a rush of hot cum leak out of my pussy. The sensation made my body shudder and I closed my eyes, relishing in the pleasure it gave. This was the kind of pleasure I never felt with my husband.

Feeling my legs lower to the ground and my body no longer curled, I opened my eyes and saw Xander standing in front of me, his hands on his hips. He looked magnificent. His powerful, black body loomed over mine and I felt lucky to have someone like him as my lover. As my eyes danced across his impressive physique, they widened in surprise. His cock was still fully erect! He cam so much just now, how was he still rock-hard?

Staring at his big black dick, I marveled at how it was absolutely covered in my pussy juices and the cum he flooded my pussy with, making it look almost white. It was so drenched that I saw some of it drip off his tip and I felt something snap inside me. I wanted to taste him. I wanted to pleasure his cock like no girl had ever done before.

I quickly sat up and crawled a couple of feet towards him. Kneeling in front of him on the beach towel, I stared up at him passionately. Once his eyes locked onto mine, I leaned my head forward, stuck out my tongue, and licked his tip. He groaned in pleasure and I started to swirl my tongue around his cock-head. Tasting myself along with his residual cum made me moan in my throat. I felt so dirty, but it tasted so good! I was shocked! I wanted more.

Pulling my red hair back behind my ears, I leaned my head down, and licked from the base of his cock near his balls, all the way back to the tip. Collecting a large amount of pussy juices and cum on my tongue, I pulled it into my mouth and swallowed. Fuck, I loved the taste. Like a woman possessed, my tongue started to explore every inch of his cock. Was this kind of woman always inside of me?

Bringing my mouth to his tip, I opened as wide as I could and slipped his bulbous cock-head inside. Closing my lips around his shaft tightly, I sucked on him hard. Having something so big, hot, and hard inside my mouth felt incredible, and another moan rumbled in my throat. My eyes continued to stare into his, and when I saw him looking down at me with ecstasy etched on his face, I felt a beam of pride.

His large hand reached out and pulled some of my loose, red hair out of my face before gripping my hair tightly and said, "Good girl."

That compliment made it feel like bells were going off in my head and caused the hairs on the back of my neck to stand up. It gave me a rush of adrenaline and I sucked on him even harder. Pushing forward, I felt a couple more inches slide deeper into my mouth and felt a swell of arousal wash over me. I never knew that giving a blowjob could be so enjoyable.

Becoming increasingly turned on, I started to bob my head up and down his cock. I was slow at first, a little intimidated by his sheer size. However, the longer I did it, the more comfortable I became and soon took a few inches more of his cock until it hit the back of my throat. Seeing so many inches of his cock in front of me that my mouth couldn't fit, I lifted my hands and wrapped them around his shaft. Squeezing it tightly while I bobbed my head, I shivered when I realized my thumb and fingers couldn't even meet.

Pulling my mouth off his dick, I took some much needed deep breaths. As I caught my breath, my hands started to slide up and down his entire length. Whatever remaining pussy juices and cum acted as a natural lubricant and my hands quickly glided up and down. I was in awe of how big his black cock looked in my tiny white hands! How did this thing ever fit inside me?

With an insatiable craving, I swirled my tongue around his cock-head before I once again swallowed it inside my hot and wet mouth. He groaned loudly while placing his hand on my head and pushed my head forward, forcing me to take as much of him inside my mouth as possible. I eagerly complied and continued to pump the rest of his shaft that I couldn't fit in my mouth.

As I continued to worship his cock, I felt increasingly hot and aroused. Unable to resist my primal instincts, I lowered one of my hands to my breast and squeezed it tightly. Feeling my nipple ache, I pinched my hard bud. What was I doing? Was I really playing with myself while sucking his dick? Jolts of pleasure spread throughout my body, and I squeezed my pink nipple even harder. God help me, it felt so good.

While pleasuring myself and him, I felt his gargantuan cock twitch inside my mouth. I knew he was close to cumming again and I started to bob my head even faster. I never let a guy, even my husband, cum inside my mouth before, but now I wanted to. I wanted to taste Xander's hot seed. It tasted so good on his cock and I was ravenous to try more of it. Just thinking about it made my body shiver.

His cock started to pulsate and I felt him grab my head tightly as he let out a bellowing roar. A moment later, a hot stream of cum erupted from his tip and filled my mouth with this thick cum. My eyes opened wide from the sheer amount. Holy shit! I barely swallowed it before I felt another hot rush of cum shoot out. Then another, and another. A seemingly endless stream of cum exploded from his tip. This was unbelievable! He just cam so much earlier, how did he have this much cum still stored up?

I loved how it tasted, but oh god, it was too much. It was impossible to keep up. Pulling my mouth and my hand off his cock, I started to swallow what was left in my mouth when I felt a hot rope of cum land on my cheek. Then another stream splashed against my forehead. Stunned by the display, I watched as a torrent of cum erupted from his cock and began to drown my face. I never experienced anything like this before!

Helplessly mesmerized, I watched as he grabbed his shaft and pointed it towards my chest. Powerful eruptions of cum rocketed out and I felt his sticky, hot seed splash on my breasts. Cupping my breasts from below, I squeezed them together tightly. Feeling hot cum on my soft boobs made me gasp in pleasure while I slowly felt them become drenched with his seed. Why did it feel so good? Why did this turn me on so much?

Finally, his spurts of cum became less and less until only a trickle came out of his tip. Once he finished, I felt dazed by what just happened. Breathing heavily, I felt some of his thick cum roll down my face, making me shiver slightly. Looking down at my breasts, I heard a ringing in my ears when I saw how much they were covered in his cum. Pulling my hands off my boobs, my fingers were practically coated from his seed. This was... just... insane!

Raising my head, I looked at him with wide eyes, still slightly in shock. He was looking down at me with so much satisfaction and affection that it made my heart skip a beat. In that moment, it was difficult to fully grasp how I even got into this situation. Just a couple of days ago, I was a devoted housewife. Now, I was naked, kneeling in front of a black stud while covered in his cum.

"Shit, Wendy, I don't think I ever cam that much before. Yo sexy ass body since this morning has been making me wild," he said in his deep voice.

I blushed, but I don't think he could tell with so much cum still on my face when he continued, "Here, let's get both of us cleaned up."

Grabbing my arms, he helped me stand up and then led me into the ocean with him. Slowly wading deeper in, we stopped when the waves reached my chest. The cool water felt incredible against my hot skin and I could feel his sticky cum wash away from my body. He dove his head underneath the water and when he came back up, he threw his head back and pulled back his short hair. Goddammit, was he hot.

Following his lead, I dunked myself under the water and rubbed my hands on my face. Pulling my head back up, I took a deep breath while pulling my red hair behind my head. Opening my eyes, I saw Xander standing right in front of me. He leaned down and passionately kissed me on the lips and I wrapped my arms around his neck. Our kisses were always wild and lustful, but now it also felt a bit more sensual too. I could feel myself becoming obsessed with him.

Once we were done exploring each other's bodies in the water, we finished cleaning ourselves up and walked back onto the beach. We each dressed in our swimsuits again and walked back to the kayak. He graciously helped me get inside again, and before I knew it, we shoved off the beach. Flashing me a cheeky smile, he turned his head to the front and started paddling back to the main beach.

I didn't know what would happen when we got back, but I knew one thing for sure. I was inviting him back to my cabin tonight.

~End Chapter 2~