The Vacation of Her Dreams - Part 3 (Patreon)

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Nolan woke up with a smile on his face and rolled over to find a note resting on his wife’s pillow.

“Went to the beach with Desmond,” it read.

Nolan rolled onto his back, looked up at the elegant wood ceiling of their bungalow, and smiled. His wife was at the beach with the man that had fucked her last night. Chances were good she was indulging her desire once more.

Nolan closed his eyes and pushed his underwear down to his knees. He wrapped his fingers around his growing cock and stroked slowly as he imagined Savannah on her back in the sand. He saw Desmond’s big black cock sliding into his wife’s wet, waiting pussy. He saw her arms wrapped around him and their lips pressed together as they shared a kiss while having beautiful sex on the beach.

“Well, look who’s having fun all on his own,” Savannah said.

Nolan’s eyes shot open and his fingers flew away from his cock, as if propelled by an unseen force.

“Oh, sorry, I didn’t know when you’d be back,” he said.

“Sorry?” Savannah said with a smile. “You don’t have to be sorry, honey. After all, I was on the beach enjoying another man’s cock. It would be quite unfair of me to be mad at you for masturbating, wouldn’t it?”

Nolan nodded as his wife untied her bikini top, pushed her bottoms to the floor, and climbed into the bed. She straddled him and rubbed her pink, soaking wet pussy over the tip of his cock.

“What were you thinking about?” she asked.

Nolan groaned as Savannah took the head of his erection into her pussy. She felt exceedingly warm and wet. There was no question she’d been fucked.

“I was thinking about you and Desmond,” he answered.

Savannah leaned forward and her pussy lifted off his cock. Nolan groaned. He wanted more. He needed it. He needed to feel her pussy.

“Oh yeah?” Savannah said before kissing his neck and gently nibbling on his ear lobe. “What were we doing in your little fantasy?”

“You were fucking on the beach,” Nolan answered as he pushed his hips forward in hopes of finding a way to penetrate his wife.

Savannah sat up again. Her ass rested on Nolan’s thighs and his cock rested against her pelvic area, inches away from the pussy he wanted to penetrate.

Nolan watched his wife play with her tits and pull on her nipples as she threw her head back and moaned.

“He felt so good inside me, Nolan,” she said. “Sex has never felt that way before. It’s never been like it is with Desmond. He’s so much bigger and he fucks me with such authority.”

She slid back, lifted her hips, and dropped her pussy onto Nolan’s cock. He cried out as an explosion of pleasure went off in his loins.

“Does my pussy feel good after Desmond’s been inside me?” Savannah asked as she began to rock back and forth on Nolan’s cock.

“It’s incredible,” he answered as his hands moved to her hips.

“Desmond thinks so too,” she said. “He thinks my pussy is incredible. He said he’d be happy to spend the rest of our vacation fucking me. What do think about that, honey? Should I spend the rest of our vacation fucking Desmond?”

“Yes!” Nolan answered. “Fuck yes. Please, fuck him as much as you want.”

He was lost in the pleasure of it all. His wife’s pussy felt spectacularly warm and wet and all Nolan could picture was Desmond’s big black cock sliding in and out of her. He hadn’t yet seen it – he’d been banished to the porch when they’d fucked the night before – but he’d seen interracial porn before and it wasn’t hard to picture his wife fucking a monstrous black cock.

Savannah leaned down and began to ride Nolan. She worked him with her pussy while they kissed. He moaned into his wife’s mouth as a sense of deep, overwhelming pleasure rushed through his body.

“Cum inside me, Nolan,” she said. “Cum in your wife’s pussy.”

An image of Desmond cumming in his wife’s pussy popped into Nolan’s head. It was enough to push him right over the edge and into a place of overwhelming orgasmic pleasure. His body shook with pure delight as he unloaded into Savannah’s pussy, filling her with his thick seed while his mind conjured images of a big black cock and balls pulsing as they unloaded shot after shot of potent semen into Savannah.

“Thank you,” Nolan said afterwards. “That was incredible.”

“You’re welcome,” Savannah said. “Now how about we get showered, have some breakfast, and go on a little adventure?”

Nolan smiled. “Sounds good to me.”

“He’s a beautiful man, isn’t he?” Savannah said as she stared at Desmond.

The tall, well-built black man was at the wheel of the boat they’d taken for their private snorkeling trip. His back muscles rippled each time he turned the wheel and Savannah seemed to experience a rush of arousal each time.

“I suppose so,” Nolan said. He wasn’t entirely sure how if he could really judge if a man was beautiful. There was no question that Desmond was in far better shape, though.

Savannah kissed his cheek and laughed. “Trust me, he is,” she said. “He’s irresistible.”

Nolan knew most men would be devastated were they in his situation. They’d be furious that they’d been cuckolded. They’d be filled with anger and resentment and they’d be contemplating divorce at the very least and potentially some form of revenge.

Nolan was not one of those men. All he could think about was how arousing he found the whole thing. He’d fingered Savannah to an orgasm in the shower after they’d fucked that morning and his cock was stiff with desire by the time she climaxed. Listening to his wife talk about how attractive Desmond was brought on a new wave of arousal.

Savannah took Nolan’s hand in hers and guided his fingers between her legs. She pulled aside her bikini bottoms and he found the wetness she was clearly trying to show him.

“Can you feel that?” she asked.

“I can,” Nolan replied.

He slipped two fingers inside her and began to pleasure his wife as she leaned over and kissed his neck. She moaned and his cock grew to a full erection without being touched.

“That’s for him,” she said. “I’m wet for him. I need him. I need Desmond to fuck me again. I need it so badly.”

Savannah reached between his legs and rubbed Nolan’s cock through his swimsuit. He loved that they were engaged in a full-on foreplay session with Desmond standing just a few yards away.

“You can have him,” Nolan said. “You can have him as many times as you want.”

Savannah sucked on his neck and then whispered, “I know.”

She stood up and walked towards Desmond. Nolan watched as his wife’s hands moved over the muscular back of the man driving the boat. Desmond turned to her and smiled before they shared an astonishingly deep, passionate kiss. Nolan saw their tongues dancing as his wife’s hand moved to the front of Desmond’s swimsuit. There was no question she was stroking the other man’s big black cock.

Desmond slowed the boat as they approached their final destination. The water was noticeably shallow and looked crystal clear. Nolan could see fish swimming amongst the coral. They’d arrived at their snorkeling spot, though he wasn’t sure they’d be getting in the water right away.

“My husband wants to watch you fuck me,” Savannah said as Desmond turned off the boat’s engine. “Can you do that for him?”

“Of course, Mrs. Riley,” he said with a knowing smile. “It’s my job to make sure you and your husband have the best vacation possible.”

“Please, call me Savannah,” Nolan’s wife said as she took Desmond’s hand and walked him towards her husband.

Savannah bent over, placed her hands on Nolan’s thighs, and looked back. “Call me Savannah as you fuck my tight married pussy from behind.”

Desmond smiled and said, “Of course, Savannah,” as he pulled down her bikini bottoms and untied his swimsuit.

Nolan couldn’t help but look at the massive black cock that would soon be in his wife’s pussy.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Savannah asked him.

Nolan nodded. There was no point in arguing. Desmond’s cock was long, thick, and hard as a rock. It was the kind of cock that could fill a woman up in a way she’d never been filled before. It was the kind of cock that could reach places inside her that no man had reached. It was the kind of cock that Savannah clearly enjoyed having inside her.

“Would you like me to fuck you, Savannah?” Desmond asked as he held his cock by the base and rubbed it over her pussy lips.

“What do you think, honey? Should Desmond fuck your wife?” Savannah asked as she leaned closer to Nolan.

“Yes, he should,” Nolan answered.

She smiled and said, “Then why don’t you ask him. Ask him to fuck your wife’s tight married pussy.”

Nolan looked at Desmond and said, “Please fuck my wife’s tight married pussy.”

“Of course, Mr. Riley,” Desmond replied with a smile.

Savannah closed her eyes and moaned. Desmond was inside her. His strong hands grasped her hips and he pulled back. Her fingers dug into Nolan’s thighs as someone else fucked her doggystyle. She was being taken by another man and Nolan was sitting there and watching with a throbbing erection between his legs.

“Harder, Desmond. Fuck me harder,” Savannah said. “Pound my pussy.”

Desmond grasped her hips and fucked her harder. The sound of his body slamming into hers soon filled the air.

“He feels so good inside me,” Savannah said to her husband. “So fucking good.”

They kissed as Desmond continued his assault on her from behind. Savannah’s lips pressed harder against Nolan’s each time the big black cock pushed into her from behind.

“Does he feel better than I do?” Nolan asked. He knew the answer. He wanted to hear the answer, though. He knew it would turn him on.

Savannah smiled. “Yes, honey. He feels better than you do.” They kissed again. “So much better,” she added.

Nolan pulled his swimsuit down and Savannah’s fingers wrapped around his cock.

“You’re so hard,” she said.

“I’m turned on,” Nolan replied.

Savannah smiled and stroked him. She gathered the precum from the tip of his cock and the sound of a slippery handjob combined with the hard fucking.

“Do you like that he fucks me better than you do?” she asked.

Nolan nodded vigorously as he said, “Yes. God yes.”

Savannah grasped Nolan’s cock at the base and closed her eyes. She moaned and her body began to tremble.

“I’m cumming!” she cried out. “Fuck, fuck, I’m cumming!”

Desmond pounded her right through the orgasm, pulling out only when it became clear that Savannah had experienced every bit of pleasure his cock could offer.

“Desmond just made your wife cum, honey,” Savannah said.

“I know,” Nolan replied.

“Is it okay with you if I make him cum now?” she asked.

Nolan nodded. Savannah stood up and had Desmond sit on the padded bench next to Nolan. She straddled the black man, guided his cock into her pussy, and sat down on him.

“I want you to cum inside me,” she said. “I want you to enjoy my married white pussy and then flood it with your cum.”

Desmond smiled and reached up to untie her bikini top. His strong, large black hands grasped her breasts. “Of course,” he said.

Nolan stroked his cock as he watched his wife work Desmond with her pussy. She alternated between bouncing on him and grinding back and forth and Nolan was quite certain that each style of sexual pleasure was an arousing delight.

“Fill me, Desmond,” Savannah said. “Give me your load.”

Nolan found it utterly intoxicating to hear his wife practically beg the black man for his cum. It filled him with a kind of intense arousal he’d never experienced before and he loved every second of it. He never wanted it to end. He just wanted to sink deeper into the pleasure of watching Savannah skillfully ride a big black cock.

Desmond pulled her lips to his for a long, sensual kiss as Nolan watched from a few feet away. He concentrated on the obvious passion between his wife and the man that had unlocked her deepest, naughtiest sexual desires and showed her an entirely new kind of pleasure.

When he grabbed her ass and began to thrust his cock up into her pussy, Nolan knew it wouldn’t be long before another man unloaded in his wife.

“Yes, yes, cum inside me,” Savannah said. “Cum in my married pussy.”

She seemed aroused by the idea too. It thrilled Nolan even more. He decided he’d cum as Desmond unloaded in his wife. He loved the symbolism of releasing his load onto the boat deck while the big black cock came in his wife.

When Desmond pulled Savannah down onto his cock and groaned, Nolan knew the other man was cumming inside her. His big black cock was launching multiple shots of thick, creamy cum inside her.

Nolan let the pleasure overtake him. He let his cum spray onto the boat deck. He welcomed the joy of the climax and studied the look of pure happiness on his wife’s face. Someone else was cumming inside her and it seemed to bring her almost as much joy as her own orgasm.

Savannah kissed the man whose cock had just erupted inside her. “That was incredible,” she said. “Thank you.”

“Trust me, it was my pleasure,” Desmond said.

They smiled at each other for a few moments before Savannah turned to Nolan and said, “Should we go snorkeling?”

Nolan nodded as Savannah stood up. Desmond’s cum dripped from her pussy. He found the sight utterly enchanting. He was thrilled they still had five more days of vacation.