“Of course señor. I would be happy to introduce your beautiful Wife to one of the Black Masters we have here at the resort.”
“You understand that this arrangement is only temporary. For the holiday, and that’s all.”
“Of course my friend. But you should understand that once a Lady has experienced the pleasures of the ‘Natural Order’ between a White Wife and a 'Dark Lord’, then she will take her desire home with her and want the same masterful loving for the rest of her life.”
“Well i don’t know! That would mean that, not only would i be a cuckold here, i would be one for the rest of my life.”
“Once a cornudo always a cornudo señor!”
“Perhaps we had better forget it then!”
“Maybe señor, but Master Deven is waiting for you down by the Beach Bar Señora.”
“Oh surely not. Where are you going Dear? ………….. Dear? ………….Dear? ………… Oh God!”
“So señor. You remember what I said?”
“i know. Once a cornudo etcetera, etcetera!”
“Well it won’t be long before you get what you want. Will it Dear?”
“You don’t think it’s too obvious then?”
“Perish the thought my sweet little whore. Your nipples and pussy are on show and your legs are wide open in a direct invitation to one of those big studs that are standing less than ten feet away from our sunbeds.”
“Sarcasm will get you nowhere cucky.”
“Least of all in your bed tonight I think.”
“Hi Derek. Jen and me arrived at Lake Garda an hour ago. She asked me to let you know that we arrived safely.”
“You couldn’t have just sent me a text saying that, could you. You have to send me something else too.”
“Well I just thought that you would appreciate the view from our balcony.”
“And that includes my Wife standing there holding her dress up does it? Was that before or after you had made love?”
“Both cucky boy!”
“I somehow knew that you were going to say that.”
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| "Give it to me big boy". |
"Of course I have Dear. But I think the hotel has got our room number wrong. You are in the Presidential Suite on the top floor, and they told me my room is on the bottom floor, overlooking the car park. Why is that?"
"I think it's because you arrived late, after your Boss, Marcel, sent you to Saudi for three weeks."
"Have you heard from Marcel my Love. When I rang the office they told me he's on holiday with his long-time Girlfriend."
"Oh he's over here. Why don't you come over and say hello."
"He's here? What room is he staying in? Or should I not ask."
"The Presidential Suite of course, cucky. Now follow me ...
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"Of course I have Dear. But I think the hotel has got our room number wrong. You are in the Presidential Suite on the top floor, and they told me my room is on the bottom floor, overlooking the car park. Why is that?"
"I think it's because you arrived late, after your Boss, Marcel, sent you to Saudi for three weeks."
"Have you heard from Marcel my Love. When I rang the office they told me he's on holiday with his long-time Girlfriend."
"Oh he's over here. Why don't you come over and say hello."
"He's here? What room is he staying in? Or should I not ask."
"The Presidential Suite of course, cucky. Now follow me ...
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... and say hello to our new Master." |
Geraldine seems to be able to hold her drink a lot better than me and I have often found myself asleep the next day on the floor of the hotel bar. She, on the other hand, always manages to make it back to bed.
Happy holidays!
"How's your holiday going Elenour. Has your hubby paraded yet?"
"Not yet Janet. My Master and I got his cucky cage fitted to his little willy last night and he's going to mince around the pool this afternoon."
"Is he going naked or have you femmed him up?"
"I have given him a pair of my black hold-up stocking to wear, with a pair of pink stilettos so he can prance around the pool looking like the sissy cuckold he is."
"I'll look forward to seeing him Elenour. My Black Master and I will be watching his 'coming out' from our sunbeds."
"And your hubby Janet. Will he be parading too?"
"He paraded last year, so this year he is spending his time by our bed as my Master and I try make a baby."
"How does he feel about that?"
"Don't know! Don't care! He's a cuckold! End of!"
Whenever Naomi and I go on holiday we always like to take holiday snaps for our album. It will remind us of the many treasured moments we have had together. This one for example will remind us forever of our stay on the beach in the Grenadines last year.
His name was Emmanuel and it was just a matter of a couple of days before Naomi secretly winked at me. I knew what she wanted, I winked back, and retreated to the bar while she took him to our villa and encouraged him to have a nice time with her slim and fit body.
Her Holiday Boyfriend was disappointed when we returned home, but we left him with a copy of this holiday snap. It was to remind him, as well as Naomi and I, of the happy few days he enjoyed between my Wife's open legs.
Next year? I guess we'll give Jamaica a try.
I had I initially thought that he was hinting at some sailing or surf boarding but when he said to me that he would be amenable to a different kind of fun, I pressed him for further information.'
"We have been married for eight years now haven't we Anna," he said mysteriously, "so what would you say if I pretended not to notice you having yet another affair on this holiday. Does that shock you?"
'It did shock me, because I had always thought that my taste for big Black Masters and their strong bodies and big cocks was a secret I had kept from him. But I love Jeremy and he deserved an honest answer.'
"I am so sorry Jeremy. I didn't know that you knew," I replied.
"Just because you cuckold me Anna, it doesn't mean I'm an idiot."
"So what have you got in mind?"
"I have arranged a date for you, and all you have to do is wander down the beach and meet your date there in the next villa. Big, Black, and very, very fit. Just as you like them."
Jeremy helped me prepare for my date with this mysterious man and as I left our beach villa I knew that my hubby was enjoying the view of his 'all but naked' Wife going to another man.
"Have a lovely time Anna, with the man of your dreams," he called as I walked down the beach. "With ...
And I did just that, with Marcus and Obiki, every day and night, for the rest of that lovely holiday. Much to Jeremy's satisfaction.
"We are nearly at the entrance to our caravan Dear. Are you coming with me, or going with Robert for the rest of the day?"
"As Robert is my Lover, I thought I would stay with him tonight. I hope you don't mind."
"Why would I mind that my naked Wife wants to spend some time with her equally naked Lover? Why would a husband like me mind that Robert's ten inches of hard meat are going to be inside you for the next twenty four hours?"
"Don't be so crude Dear. And we both know why you shouldn't mind ... 
... don't we."
Holiday Cuckold
My lovely Wife and I have just returned from a holiday in Corfu, so if my followers have missed me I apologize but the call of sun, sea, sand and being cuckolded again was a treat I just could not miss. Our hotel was lovely and was built on the side of a steep and rocky hill on the eastern side of the island; it had a small beach attached and a decent swimming pool.
I don’t know why I was so surprised to see one of my Wife’s old Lovers in the bar on the first night of our arrival but I should not have been because she had been busily texting someone for weeks before our departure. His name is Nathaniel (Nat) and I knew that she still had an emotional attachment to him after all these years; he is handsome and, although in his middle forties now, still has a toned physique from keeping himself fit. He was also accompanied by a pretty white girl who was heavily pregnant and who inevitably wore a wedding ring; clearly she was another man’s Wife.
“What is it about black men that makes our wives so attractive to them,” I whispered to my Wife as we walked up them at the bar.
“It’s the other way round you idiot,” she replied. “Even from this distance I can see she’s hot for him. I guess that she has left a fretting little hubby behind in UK.”
“Do you think the baby is his?” I whispered again.
“Oh Yes!” was her unambiguous reply. “And I bet her hubby knows it too.”
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| “And I bet her hubby knows it too.” |
We all got on fine and initially Nat kept a respectful distance from my Wife and paid his little amour (Melanie) all the attention she deserved. Even I had to admit that the Nat we used to know was a different man, he was tender and caring in his attention to Melanie and it was wonderful to see how he had changed from the brash black stud that he used to be into a gentle loving mate. That is until one afternoon when Melanie felt the baby kicking and went to bed to sleep.
We were lying on our sun beds by the pool when Nat came up and told us about Melanie’s indisposal. He didn’t have to say anything and just held out his hand to my Wife who took it straight away and walked hand in hand with him up to our small cabin just a little way up from the beach.
As I lay there on my own all of those exciting and arousing old memories came back to me again – of her with him. I could see in my imagination them coupled together, moving as one with her legs wide open for him; his large dark manhood powering into her like a piston on traction engine. Her moans of pleasure and lust – his grunting with effort and lastly her screams and his growling as they both orgasm together.
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| all of those exciting and arousing old memories came back to me again |
But this would not be the last we would hear of Melanie or Nat.
"I think David is still looking for me."
"You have got to admire his dedication. Is he trying to make sure that you haven't met up with any naked Black Masters here at Mandingo Palms?"
"No! My husband knows exactly why we both booked in to this lovely Interracial Cuckolding Resort for forteen nights."
"Then what's his issue?" "I think he wants to find me and join us."
"Then are you happy to have your husband watch while we f*ck you all night, and all day, for the next two weeks?"
"Oh I think that he would be quite happy with that arrangement. Especially now I'm off the pill."
"Then let's give cuckold david a nice happy wave."
“Can you see them from here Margaret? All those big beautiful Black Studs waiting just for you.”
“Oh my! They’re all nude too. When can we go down there? We have to unpack first - don’t we?”
“Don’t worry Dear. Just grab one of the towels and go down there. You won’t be alone long. I shall unpack for us both.”
“What will you do if one of those big boys has made a move on me?”
“What I did last year and the year before that. Hide and watch as you cuckold me again. That is why we come to this hotel after all.”
No matter how old she gets my Wife still likes to show her body off on the beach, in the hope that an older Black Man will take a fancy to her and take her up behind the dunes for some fun. And no matter how old I get I still like to take to that beach as often as I can.