Bahamian Black Itch

The taxi bucked for the umpteenth time bouncing Lara onto Ted’s lap once again. “Oh god,” she complained. This time, Ted’s penis had swollen some and she could feel it pressing against her ass. “Sorry,” she apologized trying to slide back down, but the swaying taxi only made her ass shake against his still growing penis. Her cheeks turned red. Ted’s organ felt rather large, larger then her husband’s anyway. His penis pushed against Ted’s khaki shorts, through the thin material of her dress and against her sheer cotton panties to push one of her ass cheeks in. The taxi quit shaking and Lara quickly slid off Ted’s lap to squeeze back in between Ted and her husband Raymond.

“Thank god this is almost over,” said Ted’s wife, Karen, who had called “shotgun” and won the front passenger seat, though her hands were grabbing the dashboard so hard her knuckles had turned white.

The taxi’s breaks squealed and the threesome in the back seat were thrown forwards before slamming back against the rear seat.

Lara quickly slid out of the taxi after Raymond. She gasped for breath looking on in distaste as the ugly black islander got out of the driver’s seat to help them with their bags. He had dirty dreadlocks that she swore smelled like weed and bad yellow teeth. He grinned at the four tourists, even having the nerve to drop his eyes down to her impressive bosom. Lara was used to it, but didn’t care for having a black man check her out. She quickly turned away only to catch Ted discreetly adjusting himself while his wife’s back was turned.

“I think this just might be worth the taxi ride,” said Karen.

Lara followed Karen’s gaze towards the resort. “I think you might be right,” she agreed, nodding her head appreciatively.

The hotel was about twelve stories tall. The side facing them was mostly glass windows looking towards Nassau in the distance. The other side had balconies overlooking the outdoor bar, pool, beach, and of course, the light blue ocean. Palm trees swayed in a gently breeze. This was paradise for two couples escaping the particularly bad winter that hit the East coast this year especially the Buffalo, New York area where they lived.

“If we hurry, there’s still time to hit the beach,” said Ted with his usual impish grin and a wiggle of his eyebrows. The man exuded boyish charm.

Raymond tipped the taxi driver, too much in Lara’s opinion, while the resort’s porters grabbed their luggage.

It didn’t take long for them to get checked in. The four of them rode the elevator up to the fourth floor. Ted and Karen’s room was first. “We’ll knock when we’re ready,” said Ted unlocking his door with a key card. “Wow!” he added when he opened the door.

Raymond unlocked the next door. “Wow,” he agreed.

Lara walked past him. The entire far wall was one big glass window with sliding glass doors leading out to the balcony. The view was spectacular. Lara couldn’t help herself. She walked straight to the door, slid it open and stepped out on the balcony. The warmth hit her in the face along with a cool breeze and the wonderful smell of salt water. She closed her eyes and inhaled through her nose. Steel drum music filled her ears from the band playing down by the pool. She heard feminine giggling beside her and opened her eyes. Karen was out on the next balcony doing the exact same thing Lara was. “Welcome to paradise,” said Karen, holding her broad brimmed hat down on her head. She was a fair skinned red head and burned easily.

“Raymond,” called Lara. “This place looks amazing. Thank you.” She looked down at the pool. The bar actually went into the pool and you could sit on stools in the water and drink.

“Yes, thank you,” yelled Karen across the balcony.

“Yes, tell him he’s the best boss in the world,” said Ted strolling out of his room.

Lara felt her heart rate increase a little. Ted was the total package. He had stripped down and changed into tight form fitted swim trunks, short down his muscular thighs. He was fit and muscular, lean waist, broad chest, triceps and biceps. He even had abs, tight, hard, beautiful abs. He grinned at her, catching her staring and she turned away just as Ted wrapped those muscular arms around his wife from the back and the two stared out at the ocean.

Raymond came out to join her. He was a stark contrast to Ted. Lara’s husband was a older heavier man. He’d changed into swim trunks and wore an unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt. His large beer belly stuck out and wisps of gray hair covered his chest. He wasn’t the greatest to look at, but he was a fun loving guy and knew how to enjoy himself. Very kind hearted to. “Hurry up and change woman,” he said to her.

Lara kissed him on the cheek and slipped inside the motel room. Karen did the same. Lara overheard Ted thanking Raymond again. Ray owned his own surveying company and Ted worked for him. Ted and Karen were only twenty-five and only married a few years while Ray was twenty years older then them, but he and Ted got along very well. Lara was thirty-two, but looked younger. Ray on the other hand looked older then forty-five. He’d gone gray early and working outside in the rough weather had his face looking worn. They’d been married five years and had dated five before that. A joke they shared was that Ray was on a five year plan, with parenthood their next step.

Lara slipped her bikini on and wrapped a skirt around her waist. Ray looked at her body appreciatively and grabbed her ass while kissing her on the lips. She felt his big hands dig into the flesh of her ass cheek. While not fat, she did have a round bubble butt that thrust out from her backside. Men loved it. She’d overheard one of Ray’s employees telling another that Lara had a black woman’s ass. She’d never felt so insulted in her life and had asked Ray to fire the man, but her husband had just disciplined him.

The four friends met in the hall and now it was Lara’s turn to grin when Ted got to see her in a swimsuit. The group had been close and doing things together for a little over a year now, but this was the first time they’d seen each other in swimsuits. Lara was a walking wet dream to most men. Her body was fit and lean, very well toned. Her stomach was sexy and flat. She’d cheated and gone to a tanning bed to protect her from burning and her body was already well tanned. Her great ass was covered at the moment, but for the first time, her big bosom was on display, confined by the tight bikini top. The same stupid employee that had commented on her ass had initiated a debate about whether or not her breasts were real. They were. All the women in her family were blessed/cursed with having thin builds and full DD’s by the time they turned fifteen. Pregnancy swelled their breasts to EE’s, more then their membranes could hold upright and firm. Once proud breasts turned into sagging udders and back pain soon followed. Ray and Lara weren’t parents yet, but had just started trying. Lara resembled her video game namesake in many ways from her fit toned body, to her oversized bosom, and to her long brown hair. She was even wearing sunglasses with round lenses.

Ted was having trouble taking his eyes off her breasts and much to her embarrassment, she felt her nipples harden under his gaze. Her light blue bikini was a thin material and when her nipples hardened, her entire areola puffed up and were visible through her top. She saw Ted’s eyes widen with appreciation. Her own eyes moved down over his gorgeous chest and tight stomach abdominals prominent. The form fitting suit hugged his penis and she couldn’t help but appreciate his noticeable bulge. Yes, he was the total package.

Lara glanced away and found herself looking at Karen. Ted’s wife was lovely and stunning in her own way. They made a handsome couple. Karen was wearing a green bikini and flip flops. She had long luscious red hair and got plenty of male appreciation on her own. Raymond was surreptitiously checking her out as he was seeing her in a swimsuit for the first time. He seemed impressed. Karen was very lean and fit. She could easily have been a bikini model, but for her pale skin. Her breasts looked to be about a B cup, but the bikini pushed them together creating cleavage. She was very Scotch-Irish looking with red hair, pale skin and plenty of freckles. The freckles dotted her cheeks and chest. They were sparser elsewhere with only a few on her belly.

“Lets hit the beach,” said Ted.

“After stopping off at the bar,” added Raymond.

The foursome took the elevator back down to the lobby and headed out back. The resort had a decent crowd. There were plenty of people, but not enough to cause any inconveniences. Somewhat disappointingly, the crowd was mostly older retirees. Ray and Ted felt proud when all the male eyes turned on their wives, staring appreciatively at their bikini clad bodies and Ted even grinned noticing more then a few of the older women checking out his chest. Raymond stopped off at the bar and got them four cocktails. Sipping their drinks, the four friends walked past the band and down to the beach.

“You lotioned up, right hon?” asked Ted, staring worriedly at his pale wife.

“Yes, dear,” said Karen. “SPF one zillion. It’s safe.”

“We honeymooned in Florida and Karen was laid up for three days with bad sunburn,” Ted explained. “Ruined the trip. Hopefully, this will be like the honeymoon we never had.”

“YES!” sighed Lara, flushing with embarrassment when the other three turned to look at her. She had sounded almost orgasmic and she felt orgasmic. She’d stepped in the water. It was warm, gentle waves lapping at her ankles as she curled her toes and dug them into the sand. Just hours ago, she’d been covered in sleet as they caught a taxi to the airport.

“OH GOD! OH GOD! YESSSS!!” moaned Karen, joining and mocking her friend.

“What do they need us for?” asked Ray, looking at Ted.

Ted grinned watching the women. “Lets walk down the beach where it’s less crowded.” He took Karen’s hand and they walked in the surf away from the more crowded resort area.

Ray and Lara rarely held hands, but he took hers and they followed the younger couple. The crowd dissipated when they left the private beach. Another couple approached them and the four friends tried to keep their eyes straight ahead. The couple approaching them were nude or mostly nude. Neither were much to write home about, but it was hard not to look. They were both about sixty years old, probably grandparents. The man resembled an older Raymond, big beer belly, gray hair on his chest nearly bald pate. His penis was hardly noticeable as it was tucked into his scrotum beneath the shadow of the man’s gut. The woman wore bikini bottoms, but her breasts were bared, her belly and breasts sagged and were covered in wrinkly skin. “Bonjour,” they said in passing.

Ted turned and gave Ray a goofy grin. Karen flushed, her entire body turning rosy. Lara blushed a little too.

Raymond shrugged. “Europeans,” he said, as if that explained everything.

Ted walked backwards watching the couple. They were carrying the rest of their bathing suits. When they hit the resort the woman paused to put her bikini top on while the man stepped into his bathing suit. “Looks like the resort has a swimsuit policy, but the rest of the beach is clothing optional,” said Ted.

They passed a young mother with two toddlers playing in the surf. She was completely nude and worth looking at. Ray and Ted tried not to be obvious. Two men were next. They were lying on blankets nude. Both had shirts over their heads as they laid on their backs. Karen and Lara both glanced down. The men were holding hands as they tanned. They both had nice trim physiques. The one on the left had a shrunken average looking penis, but the one on the right had a plump one about six inches long as it laid across his thigh. The group passed the gay men so closely that Lara could make out a gold ring piercing the crown of the larger penis. Lara was not a fan of homosexuals and they seemed to be everywhere these days. They disgusted her, but she couldn’t look away from the plump penis with the piercing.

“This sure ain’t Buffalo,” said Ray.

“This looks good,” said Ted when they were a couple hundred feet past the gay men. He turned and ran down into the water diving forward and disappearing for a moment. Ray pulled his shirt off and followed him as did Karen a moment later. Lara paused and removed her wrap around skirt. When she turned around to face the water, Ted quickly turned away. He had been staring at her ass and for once she didn’t mind. She’d never cheat on Ray, but she found Ted extremely attractive and was pleased to see that he felt the same way about her. Her feelings for Ted were just a strong crush, but one she’d never consummate. She joined the others in the water.

Ted bent forward fumbling with something underwater. When he straightened back up he was holding his shorts. “I think we should go native.” He tossed his swimsuit out of the water and onto the beach.

Lara stared at him wide eyed. She tried to see through the water to the nice sized penis she’d been bouncing on in the taxi. The water was clear, but she could only get a teasing glimpse. “I’m not getting nude Teddy,” said Karen.

“Awe come on honey,” pleaded Ted. “Lets cut loose while we’re here.”

“No way,” she replied. “I’m not taking my bikini off.”

“That bikini isn’t covering a lot of skin to begin with. Why not?” Ted waited for his wife to answer, but she didn’t. “How about just the top then?”

Karen glanced nervously at Lara and Ray. “I will if you will,” Lara told the young red headed wife.

“If the ladies are in, I’m in,” said Ray, glancing back and forth between the two women.

Lara stared at Karen as she reached behind her neck and pulled the string on her bikini. The cup covering her full DD’s fell down. Her breasts were wet and glistening. The nipples were at full erection. Her nipples alone pushed out about ¾ of an inch when hard, but when they got like this, her entire areola swelled up another ¼” from the breast itself. Her areolas were large around, nearly the diameter of a soda can. Now they were covered in goose bumps.

“Damn,” said Ted, staring with admiration at his boss’s wife’s tits. Karen frowned at the subject of her husband’s gaze even though she was just as impressed by Lara’s bosom.

Lara glanced nervously at her husband, but Ray didn’t look upset by Ted’s appreciation. Ray looked proud and he had a smug look on his face. “Damn is right,” he agreed bending down and coming up with his suit. Ray tossed it next to Ted’s on the beach and Lara turned to throw her bikini top out to.

“Oh , alright,” sighed Karen, reaching behind her back and untying her top. Small B-cups they may have been, but her breasts were nearly perfect, pale and conical. Her areola were only the size of a dime and they were of such a light pink as to nearly bend into Karen’s snow white breast flesh. The nipples were darker and stood out more. Like Lara’s, they were completely hard like pencil erasers.

“Sweet,” said Ray and Karen blushed.

“Hey, don’t stare at my wife’s tits,” said Ted, splashing his boss. Before turning and swimming away. Lara caught a nice glimpse of his bare ass, as tight and taut as the rest of him. Ray splashed at Ted, but the younger man had dived under.

They frolicked in the water for about fifteen minute before Ray finally said. “Alright, I need a drink.” He turned and headed to shore. They’d left their drinks on the beach. Soon his chubby hairy ass came into view something his wife didn’t care for seeing in private let alone in public in bright sunlight.

“Me too,” agreed Ted. He ran out to get his drinks and the women followed. Ted bent and grabbed his drink before turning around and facing Lara.

She couldn’t help it, her eyes zooming right in on his penis and what a penis it was. It dangled straight down a plump six inches. Even as she watched, it extended another inch and rose slightly from a dangling position. She looked up and found him staring just as appreciatively at her body. She was making him hard.

She hoped her husband hadn’t noticed her staring, but then Ray was too busy trying not to stare at Karen’s nice body. Then Ray happened to glance over at Ted. “Whoa there, that’s a big boy.”

“Thanks,” said Ted with a smirk. Karen was smirking too. Now it was their turn to be smug. That was her penis too they were all staring at with appreciation.

“Hey, you guys know about shrinkage right,” said Ray suddenly defensive. His penis had shrunken up into the scrotum and was only about two inches long, barely noticeable under his gut. “We should head back for refills.” Ray quickly walked back down to the water and retrieved his suit pulling it on. Ray grabbed Ted’s suit and tossed it to the fit man. Ted caught it and threw his suit over his shoulder. Unlike Ray, he was in no hurry to hide his penis.

“I say we stay like this until we hit the resort,” said Ted watching the women go retrieve their bikini tops.

“But the women should have to take their bottoms off and join us.”

Ray hesitated as if deciding if seeing Karen’s naked crotch was worth him stripping again. He decided no apparently and just walked over to his topless wife. Lara smiled and put her arm through her husband’s to reassure him. “Maybe tomorrow,” she winked at her husband. “If I’m drunk enough.”

Karen remained topless too. She’d grown used to it pretty fast. “Gimme dem titties,” said Ted, reaching out lustfully for his wife’s breasts. She squealed and took of running in the opposite direction from the resort. Ted took off after her. When they came back, Karen was riding on Ted’s back. He was jogging and Lara watched his lovely penis slap from thigh to thigh.

Ted carried his wife on his back about half way to the resort. The slower moving couple watched them having fun. Lara couldn’t take her eyes off Ted’s ass. You could bounce a quarter off that thing, she thought. She was happy to take her eyes off his ass when he sat his wife down and turned back to face them. Her eyes ran down that fit muscular chest to his penis and she smiled with delight. Frolicking with his wife had made him semi-hard. His dick was about seven inches now. It didn’t look like it would get any longer, but it wouldn’t take much to make it swell some more and start to rise. He really was once sexy man.

Lara felt that this trip was already worth it just because she got to see Ted naked. She might never cheat on Ray, but she could sure use the image of Ted’s hot body in her mind when her own husband was rutting on top of her. She felt a little damp between the thighs just thinking about it and couldn’t help wondering what Ted’s slightly plumper and several inches longer prick might feel like inside her. She’d already decided that if the group did this again, she would go completely nude. She wondered if her shaved pussy would make his dick rise up any more. That was an image that would stay in her mind forever.

Or so she thought.

As they approached the resort, three people were standing at the border between the public and private beach. The one facing them in the middle was one of the hotel’s porters. The dark skinned islander wore khaki shorts and a white shirt with gold epaulettes on the sleeves. He was shaking his head negatively and waving his arms. Facing him and away from the approaching foursome were two nude black men. Natives apparently for they had very dark African black skin. Their bodies glistened as if they had oiled themselves up. The men apparently wanted to keep walking through the resort, but the porter wouldn’t let them. The men turned in disgust, and Lara couldn’t help gasping. Ted and Ray had been chatting, but suddenly went dead silent. Karen stifled her own gasp.

The first black man was skinny to the point he looked malnourished. He had no muscles to speak of and a sunken chest with a round belly, but all eyes were on his penis. It swung between his legs like a foot long black banana. Lara couldn’t have imagined there were penises that big. The other black man was fitter then his companion with a decent physique. His penis was just as monstrous, the bulbous head was hooded making it appear slightly longer. Furthermore, the man’s legs were more muscular and they thrust his testicles out under his penis. His nuts were sized to go with the huge penis. Lara quickly glanced away when she realized the men had noticed her staring. Much to her embarrassment, the skinny native had the audacity to wink at her, a broad grin exposing sharply white teeth against his dark ugly face.

The enormous penises had completely silenced the group who continued to walk towards the porter. He waved his arms at them pointing at the girl’s breasts and motioning that they needed to put their tops on.

The group stopped while Karen and Lara put their bikini tops back on and Ted stepped back into his shorts. Lara couldn’t get the image of those two giant black penises out of her mind and they were the last things in the world she thought she’d be thinking about. Her opinion of blacks was almost as bad as her opinion of gays. She took one last glance at Ted’s crotch as he pulled his shorts back on. His once impressive penis had shrunken up into his scrotum as if it were trying to hide.

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“Come on stud, put a baby in my belly.”

Raymond sighed and rolled off his wife. “Sorry,” he sighed. “It doesn’t appear to be working tonight.”

Lara rolled over and patted Ray on the chest. “It’s alright. It happens,” she said pretending not to be disappointed.

“It doesn’t happen to me. I’ll make it up to you,” he promised.

Lara rolled out of bed. She put Raymond’s Hawaiian shirt on to cover her nude body and stepped out through the glass doors and onto the balcony. She was disappointed and horny and drunk and horny and booze always made her horny and being almost totally nude in front of Ted who was totally nude had made her horny. I am really horny, she thought fighting the urge to finger herself to satisfaction right out there on the balcony. The half moon was bright and lovely over the Caribbean sea. She turned to glance in at Ray and frowned. He was pulling on his little penis trying to make it hard. He’d never had problems before. Lara wondered if it might be feelings of inadequacy from seeing Ted’s penis.

Ted’s penis. So perfect. Thinking about it didn’t make her any less horny. She pictured her first glance of Ted’s penis from earlier. She couldn’t resist any longer and she snuck her hand down in front of her, her fingers teasing her engorged clit. Ted’s penis. She kept her back to her husband hiding what she was doing from his gaze. Ted’s penis flopped from thigh to thigh as he walked. Her fingers slipped inside her and she stifled a moan. Their big black penises swayed hypnotically. The black man winked at her as he passed. His dark penis growing and plumping up as his black hands came up to grab her bare breasts. Lara pulled the fingers from her pussy in shock at the strange direction her fantasy had taken. Her fingers were soaked, she was so horny. She shivered, disgusted with herself for having a black man intrude on her fantasy about Ted.

“UNH! UNH! That’s it baby. Faster! Harder!”

Lara sighed, listening to her friends having sex. Ted apparently didn’t have any trouble keeping it hard tonight. Of course not, he was damn near perfect.

“YES! GONNA CUM! Ow! Ow! OW! FUCK!” screamed Karen.

“What? What’s wrong?” asked Ted.

Curious, Lara leaned over her balcony to spy on her neighbors, jumping back when the nightstand light switched on. She slowly leaned forwards again. She could just make out the head of the bed. Karen was on her back with Ted on top of her. He was sitting up looking down at her breasts.

“Oh my god. Get me some lotion,” begged Karen.

Lara winced. Even from outside the room, she could make out how red Karen’s sensitive breasts were. Karen hadn’t planned on going topless and subsequently hadn’t bothered to put sunscreen on her breasts. Ted slid off his wife and Lara stifled a gasp when he jumped out of bed. His penis was hard and rampant. He hadn’t gotten satisfaction. Fully erect, it truly was magnificent appearing to be somewhere between seven and eight inches long. Ted disappeared , the bathroom light coming on. When he returned, his penis was pointing down, deflating rapidly, but still amazing. He slid on the bed next to his wife and started applying cool lotion to her burned breasts.

“Oh god, here come the shivers,” moaned Karen.

Lara was grateful she had been nude when she used the tanning bed. Her base tan had protected her from the Southern sun. She winced again realizing that even Karen’s paler pink nipples were probably burnt. Lara returned to bed, stripping off Ray’s shirt. The booze, sun, and the traveling had finally put him to sleep. Her hand slid down between her legs again, a finger slipping into her unsatisfied pussy. She pictured Ted’s erect penis in her mind, her mouth sucking in her lower lip to keep from moaning too loudly as she wondered what something that big would feel like inside her. Her hips raised into her finger and soon it was two fingers. Lara’s breathing quickened. The giant cock swayed like a pendulum between the skinny man’s dark black thighs. How big would it get hard? Eleven inches? Twelve? The big black cock swelled, starting to rise. Lara yanked her fingers out of her pussy and squeezed her legs shut, her pending orgasm fading.

Damn those black men. How dare they ruin her sexual fantasies.

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“Karen’s got the sunburn shivers real bad,” said Ted as he took up a slice of bacon off his plate. “She’s laid up at least for today. Just like our honeymoon.” He shook his head, clearly depressed.

Ray and Lara sat across from him at their table during the breakfast buffet. Lara nodded sympathetically. “We’re hitting the beach after breakfast. Are you coming?”

“Maybe later,” replied Ted. “I’m gonna take her up a plate and sit with her for awhile.”

“Too bad,” said Ray. “Maybe she’ll recover quickly.”

“Not likely,” said Ted, getting up from the table. “She may be able to make dinner, but she won’t be ready to go out in the sun for a few days. She’ll be fine once the sun goes down.”

“Well if we don’t see you on the beach, we’ll see you for dinner,” said Ray.

“Too bad,” said Ray again after Ted had left.

“Yeah too bad you’re stuck in paradise with just your hot wife for company and not your employee,” said Lara, teasing him.

“Whoa there. That’s not what…” Ray trailed off when he realized she was kidding.

“And without Ted and Karen, I was considering going all natural on the beach today, but if you’d rather spend time with them, maybe the three of you can play cards while I hit the nude beach alone.”

“Seriously?”

“Why not? I could work on my overall tan,” said Lara, heading for the elevator. An excited Raymond jumped up and followed her.

Not wanting to make Karen’s mistake, Lara rubbed lotion on her entire body in the bathroom before putting her bikini on.

“Woof,” growled Ray when she emerged from the bathroom. His eyes ran up and down her body. He always found her wet glistening body sexy. “Maybe we should stay in awhile longer?”

“Later dear,” said Lara, packing some large beach towels, her lotion, and some water into a bag. “Lets hit the beach.”

The couple left the hotel and stopped off at the bar first. Ray ordered a whisky sour and she got a pina colada. Ray was still sipping his drink when she slipped off her flip flops and stepped off the edge of the pool. The warm water enveloped her entire body. Lara held her breath, enjoying the feeling of being fully immersed in the pool. She still couldn’t believe that 24 hours ago, she’d been bundled up and in an ice storm. Now she was in a private paradise in the Bahamas.

Ray was sitting on a submerged bar stool at the pool bar when she surfaced from the water. He’d ordered them both another drink. She happily slid into the stool next to him. They clinked glasses and kissed. He was grinning too, as happy as she was.

When the drinks were gone, they waded out of the pool and headed down to the beach while holding hands.

A black islander was moving around from person to person. He was holding a camera and taking pictures. He spied them and quickly strolled over. “Peecture?” he asked, his voice accented.

Lara crinkled her nose at the man. He was medium height, rather skinny, and wore an open shirt showing off his rounded paunch. The man had shorts and sandals on, both a little tattered. He smiled, nodding his head at them eager to take a picture. He was missing a front tooth and the rest of his teeth weren’t in much better shape. She’d have found him nasty looking even without the bad teeth. His shirt did have a badge from the resort hanging on it so at least he wasn’t some con man. “Peecture, Yes?” he asked again.

“Sure,” said Ray, pulling his wife into him and putting his arm around her waist.

The photographer moved around them to put the sea and some palm trees in the background. He snapped a picture and showed Ray the image on screen. “Great,” said Ray, admiring the photo and especially how smoking hot Lara was in the skimpy bikini. “Wait until I show the boys at work this picture.”

“Don’t you dare,” said Lara, serious, but pleased her husband wanted to show her off.

“What room are you and your daughter staying een?” asked the photographer.

Ray frowned, but didn’t correct the islander. He gave the man their room number then turned and pulled Lara in for a kiss and not the kind a father gives his daughter. The two then strolled holding hands down the beach and came to the clothing optional sign just outside the resort. Lara paused at the sign and then slowly stepped past it as if crossing some imaginary fence. Ray smiled as she untied her top, her magnificent breasts appearing for anyone to see. “Whoops, my top just came undone,” she said, grinning.

“If I didn’t know better, I’d say you had an exhibitionist streak.”

Lara paused in thought. “Maybe I do,” she said, seriously considering it. “I used to get sick of men staring at my cleavage all the time. Men don’t take you seriously when your bosom is this big. The girls are good for getting me out of speeding tickets though. After we met, you kept buying me skimpy lingerie and bikinis that barely fit. You clearly enjoy showing me off.”

“That I do,” said Ray. “Poor Ted’s jaw practically hit the sand when he saw your tits yesterday.”

Lara nipples suddenly hardened to the point they hurt at the mention of Ted. She hoped Ray didn’t notice or just assumed it was from the breeze. “At some point, I came to like it too, both the attention and how proud you were of your wife’s looks.”

“I’m the luckiest man in the world,” said Ray with enough conviction that Lara wanted to cry both from her husband’s love and her guilt over her crush on Ted. “But I have one question. Are you drunk enough?”

Lara was a little buzzed, but not quite enough to want to pull the panties down. She did it anyway as a way to alleviate her guilt over her crush on Ted. Lara untied the side strings on her bikini and let her panty fall to the sand. She bent down to pick it up and when she stood back up, she suddenly realized that every male eye on the beach was staring at her. They were all on the resort side and clothed, most with wives or girlfriends, but all were staring in her direction even some of the women. Lara blushed. She’d shaved her pubic mound for this trip and wished she hadn’t. Her bare pussy made her feel even more naked. “Ah.. Lets go,” she said, turning away from the crowd. She put her bikini into the bag.

Ray didn’t pull his shorts off to join her. He just took her hand and led her off down the beach. Lara glanced back over her shoulder to see if the crowd was still watching her. They were. She also noticed the black photographer was standing at the sign post with his camera pointed her way. She quickly looked away hoping all he had gotten a picture of was her rear end. Maybe she did have a small exhibitionist streak, but she still didn’t want to end up on some website full of nude women on the beach.

Ray and Lara walked further then they had yesterday with Ted and Karen. Eventually they came to a small cove with clear water maybe four feet deep. Colorful fish swam in the water. Lara waded into the cove and dove in. The water felt great and she swam around in it for a few minutes. When she stood, she noticed Ray had spread their blankets out underneath a palm tree behind a bush that left them relative privacy. Her husband was standing calves deep in the water staring at her. He had removed his shorts and was as nude as she was. Lara waded towards him. He kept staring at her, mouth slightly open. “What?” she asked.

“I can’t believe how beautiful you are,” he said with complete sincerity.

Lara’s body slowly rose out of the water. She had no idea how sexy she looked, her body covered in water droplets, glistening with the sunlight. It was having an effect on Ray. His penis extended an inch and started to rise as she approached. Lara stepped up to her husband. “What’s this?” she asked, grabbing his penis and stroking it. Ray grabbed her by the neck and pulled her in for a kiss. Before Lara knew what was happening, Ray was pulling her down onto the blanket. “Really Ray? Here? People will see us.”

“We’re hidden by the shrubs,” he told her. Lara was on her back now, legs opening for him. Ray guided the head of his penis to his wife’s pussy and pushed it in. “Besides, I want you now.”

“I want you to,” she whispered, the ease in which his penis easily entered her proof of her words. Lara placed her hand around the back of his neck and pulled him on top of her. They kissed, Ray working his penis in and out of her at a slow, but steady pace. His gut was crushing her. Lara pushed him up so that she could breath. “Roll over,” she said.

Ray’s penis slipped out as he rolled over on his back. Lara straddled him and guided his penis back inside her. His eyes were wide open in amazement. This was their favorite position, but sex was usually in the dark for them. He moaned, almost mewling. He wouldn’t last much longer, so she slowed down. She placed her hands on his beer belly and slid her hands up to his wisps of gray chest hair. Lara closed her eyes, feeling the sun’s heat on her skin, slowly drying her wet hair. She leaned back to avoid his gut, pushing her pussy down around his penis and taking him as deep as possible. She squeezed her pelvic muscles around his thin shaft milking it, wanting his seed to shoot as close to her womb as possible. If they conceived here, right now, in this magical place, at this magical moment, she would remember it forever every time she stared at their son or daughter.

The only thing ruining the moment was the buzzing of an insect. It constantly clicked and clicked. A shadow fell across her face. “WHAT THE FUCK!” yelled Ray just as she opened her eyes. Lara screamed.

“Keep fucking her, Meester,” said the black photographer, snapping away on his camera.

Lara was leaping off her husband and throwing her arms across her breasts even as Ray was throwing her off him as he tried to stand up. “Jesus! Ray, stop him,” she pleaded. “JESUS!” The second time she blasphemed was when she realized the photographer had gone native on the nude beach. His penis had gotten erect watching her and Ray make love on the beach. And what a penis it was! The coal black monster stuck out from the ugly islanders black pubes by more then a foot. The head was bigger then a black plum and the entire shaft was as thick as her wrist. The man’s testicles matched the size of his huge penis. They were closer in size to the coconuts that littered the sand under the palm trees where Ray’s were smaller then a walnut. “Oh my god,” she gasped in disbelief, watching that huge obscene penis bobbing as the photographer danced away from Ray’s grasping hands.

“Calm down. I geev you copies,” the ugly black man promised.

“Give me that camera,” growled Ray, finally struggling to his feet.

The skinny black man turned and ran. His shorts and shirt were lying in a pile nearby. He bent to scoop them up, never slowing. Ray jogged after him, but the black man had already pulled well ahead. Ray gave up and was breathing heavily as he walked back. Ray had lost his erection., his penis shrinking and shriveling up under the shade of his beer belly. It looked even smaller then it had yesterday. Lara couldn’t help comparing it to the photographer’s huge erect penis and wondered if Ray’s humiliation was what was causing his penis to retreat up into his scrotum so much. Even as she watched, it receded further into his scrotum until all she could make out of it was the head.

“Ray, you’ve got to delete those pictures,” she pleaded.

“Gimme my shorts,” he growled. “I’m going after him. I’ll go to the hotel’s manager if I can’t find the little bastard,”

Lara stood and walked down to the cove. “What about me?”

“You can stay here or follow me. If I don’t see you back at the resort, I’ll come back here.”

“Alright, just get that camera,” she begged. The thought of pornographic pictures of her appearing on the internet horrifying her. Lara watched her husband take off at a slow jog that lasted about 50 feet before Ray stopped to catch his breath again. He resumed chasing the photographer, but this time walking. Lara looked down the beach. She hadn’t realized how far they’d walked that morning. The resort beach was at least two miles away and she could still make out the form of their voyeur still jogging now at least a mile ahead of her husband. The photographer suddenly cut off the beach and disappeared into the palms and shrubs. Doubtless some shortcut that he knew.

“What’s all the commotion?”

The voice startled her and Lara jumped in alarm. Ted was standing behind her, thigh deep in the water of the cove. She turned and his eyes zoomed right in on her breasts, moving down to her bare pubic mound. Again, she felt even more naked having shaved down there. Worse, his gaze had her arousal flowing and she hoped he wouldn’t notice her wet thighs glistening in the sun. Ted’s bare penis wasn’t erect, but it was swollen. It swelled even more as she stared. The plump head had been dangling in the water, but now it grew as his penis rose up a little from staring at her nude body. “My eyes are up here,” she said.”

“So are mine,” he replied. Ted slipped into the deeper water and his cock disappeared to her gaze.

Lara laughed and dove forwards, swimming towards him, keeping most of her body submerged. “What are you doing here?” she asked.

“I was trying to find you, but I guess I missed your camp. I was a mile further along the beach before I turned around and headed back. I heard Ray yelling and saw him chase off after that black man.”

Lara frowned. “We caught him taking pictures of us without permission,” she told him.

“Just nudes of you sunbathing? I saw plenty of men sneaking pictures of you and Karen yesterday when we walked the beach.”

Lara flushed. “We were fooling around,” she admitted reluctantly.

Ted nodded. “Asshole. Want me to go help Ray chase him down?”

“No,” she said. “Stay with me. I’m not comfortable being alone like this. Let’s get dressed and we’ll head back.”

Ted swam after her, watching Lara’s nude body rise up from the water again.