Our one and only experience that qualifies for your site came on our fifth anniversary. I was 42 and my wife (my second) was 28. We live in New York where I am a fairly successful investment banker. For our fifth anniversary we took a weeks vacation at an exclusive resort in St. Maarten. I love going to beach resorts with Jennifer. In fact the beach is where I originally met her not too long after my divorce. She is a knockout in a bathing suit. She is a Florida blond, about 5'6", 105 pounds and a body that perfectly fills out a bikini. She tans great and is very athletic, so the tan really accentuates her flat abs and tight legs. She's also just a blast to be with, always smiling, outgoing, real girl-next-door type. St. Maarten was great. We went down there with the intention of doing absolutely nothing for a week except sit by the beach and pool bar, drink pina colada's all day and screw all night. Like I said it was a pretty upscale place, and most people came down from Saturday to Saturday, so you got to see the same people everyday. By Tuesday we were on a first name basis with a lot of the people around the pool. In particular I had had a number of discussions with a black man about my age named Ray. He was a Wall Street lawyer with a very highly respected firm. He was down in St. Marteen celebrating his own recent divorce, so we had quite a bit in common to talk about. From what I saw that first weekend, he was also doing very well with the single women in the resort. It wasn't too surprising since he had to be at least 6'3" and had the body of a defensive end. By Wednesday we were like old friends and when I came down to the beach after lunch while Jennifer was in the spa, I gladly took a chaise lounge next to his at the private beach. He had on dark Interracial Gangbang Pictures Kasey Dean Blacks On Blondes Uncut Black Cock Lori was an intensly desirable girl who at the ripe old age of twenty-six found herself locked in a failing marriage with a man who was going on thirty-six and still 'hung up' on a previous relationship. She had hooked up with Dwain just after she got out of high-school and now, five years later, she wondered what she was thinking when she agreed to marry the man. They had almost nothing in common except the sex. And now, for the past year, even that had dried up. He hadn't even touched her in over three months and she was beginning to think that there must be something wrong with her. He seemed to have plenty of time for his eighteen year old daughter from his first marriage, driving a hundred and fifty miles every weekend to visit her at the boarding school she attended - but when it came to his own wife, he was either too busy or too tired to pay much attention. Lori worked as a secretary for a large industrial firm. There wasn't a lot of work to do that day and she sat at her computer terminal gazing out the window at the clear blue sky of a June day. She was looking forward to her lunch date with Jo Ann, another secretary from an office down the hall. She had met her on one of the rare occasions that her husband had decided to take her out. There was a bartending job opening up at a popular disco by the marina and he was supposed to meet someone there to see about the position. His unemployment had run out and he was getting desparate to find something and since she had been complaining about never getting to go out, he had decided to roll both of these unpleasant chores up into one package and take care of them at the same time. She remembered how excited she was at the prospect of actually getting to go dancing and having a little fun. She had bought a white cotton jump suit and a new pair of white sandles with little silver buckles just for this occasion. Her dark hair hung down to her thin waist and she had washed and blow dried it and brushed it into a sheen. She had put on a light blue eye-shadow and a matching shade of mascara to accentuate her deep blue eyes and dabbed just a touch of a sweet smelling perfume onto her slim neck. When they arrived at the club she heard the loud pounding music from the parking lot and her feet were already moving to the rhythm as they walked through the door. They found a table and ordered some drinks and she asked her husband if he would like to get out on the floor with her before the drinks came. To her chagrin, he shrugged her off and told her that that wasn't what they had come for. His mood was growing fouler every minute as it became clear that the guy he was supposed to meet about the job wasn't going to show. They had been sitting there for half an hour, sipping on the same drinks when a young woman approached them,introduced her self as Jo Ann Lyons and asked them, in what sounded to be an English accent, if she might join them for a minute. She sat down between them and after the song that was playing had ended and before the next one began she asked if anyone would care to dance. Lori remembered how her husband declined but said, jokingly and gesturing toward herself, that the one who wanted to do some dancing was sitting on the other side of her. She remembered thinking how at this point she wouldn't really mind dancing with another girl when the young woman turned to Dwain and asked him if he wouldn't mind, then, if his wife danced with her boyfriend's buddy. He had come along with them and was beginning to feel like a fifth wheel, she explained. Dwain was kind of stuck there. He had already given permission for his wife to dance with somebody and he really couldn't take it back just because her partner would be male - not without losing face anyway. So Jo Ann led her across the room where two men were sitting and introduced them to each other. Lori remembered how shocked she was when the two men turned out to be black. She remembered how she looked over to where Dwain was sitting as she walked to the dance floor with her new partner and how she would never forget the look on her husband's face as he watched her dancing with the tall man to the up-beat tune that poured with a deafening roar from the big speakers that went all around the walls. They weren't even touching each other but she knew that her husband was probably getting jealous as hell. After a couple of fast numbers a slow song came on. She remembered the little moment of awkwardness as the tall black man and she looked at each other before he took her in his long arms and they began to sway to the music. As the song went on he held her a little closer as they began to feel more comfortable with each other. The song seemed to go on forever but when it finally ended, they released their embrace and she looked around to where her husband was sitting but all she saw was the waitress clearing the table off. Dwain was nowhere to be seen. She accompanied the man back to the table where Jo Ann and her boyfriend were sitting and told them that she'd love to stay and dance some more but that she thought she was probably in big trouble and had to leave. Everyone was disappointed and they begged her to stay but she told them that she really had to go. Before she left them, Jo Ann gave her her telephone number and told her to 'ring her up ' sometime. Lori remembered how charming she thought that was and remembered thinking how nice it would be Mixed Marriages Kasey Dean Blacks On Blondes Kasey Dean at BlacksOnBlondes.com Xxx Black Dick into her eyes. Jennifer blushed and said, "I'm surprised you were even able to after the night you had." Ray let out a deep laugh, "Oh believe me honey, I always have enough jam for a beautiful woman. All that she wants." He eyes were boring into her as he said this. There was a very nervous silence then and I could feel Jennifer's heart beating through her back. She broke the silence by looking at the empty champagne bottle. "Time for a refill I guess," she said, standing up suddenly. She wobbled a bit as she grabbed the bottle, the alcohol obviously starting to get to her. Ray let out a deep "Ummm" as she bent over and then asked, "Jennifer honey, would you do me a favor?" "Sure, what?" she asked, straightening up. "Would you mind putting on that white bikini you were wearing the other day?" Jennifer laughed, looked quickly at me and then back at Ray, "Are you serious?" "As a heart attack baby." He smiled. "C'mon, it's our last night. And I really need something to remember you by." He looked at me. "If that's okay with your husband." They both looked at me then and I just smiled. "I sure wouldn't mind seeing it one last time." Jennifer just gave me a look like, "What are you getting me into?" and walked towards the kitchen. Ray spoke up, "Of course, you don't have to if you don't want to Jennifer." She didn't answer as she went into the kitchen. Ray and I sat there listening as we heard her open the refrigerator and then leave by the other door towards the bedroom. "You know Mark," Ray said, "things could get a little out of hand here. That okay with you?" "What do you mean, Autumn Haze Blacks On Blondes Kasey Dean Blacks On Blondes Monet Divine Cumbang her over so that she was in perfect doggy style over the chair. "Ooooooh yeah," she moaned as she wiggled her ass, anxiously waiting for his cock to get back in her. Ray obliged and quickly started to pound into my wife, his massive balls slapping against her pussy as he fucked her. I once again began to worry about her, but she's a strong girl and took everything he could give, she even reached down and massaged his balls as he pumped away. Ray was grabbing her ass and started to play with her asshole. She responded immediately, moaning even louder. He wet his thick pointer finger in his mouth before working it slowly into her asshole. Jennifer started to buck like wild and had what seemed to be one long continuous orgasm. I couldn't take it anymore and came once again in my hand. Ray was good for at least another half hour as he fucked my wife in every position - on the floor, standing up, you name it. Finally he had her back on the chair in the original position and was pumping away when he threw his head back and moaned as he slammed his cock deep into her. I could see his balls moving up and down as they unloaded another gusher of semen. As he pulled his cock out it was slick with thick white cum. Jennifer instantly slid down and laid down on the floor beneath his cock and cleaned it off once more. I slunk off to bed to let them say goodbye to each other and fell asleep waiting for Jennifer. When I woke the next morning, the suite was empty. I called over to Ray's room and he answered, telling me that Jennifer had just left his place and was coming back to me. "That is one hungry little wife you got there brother. She woke me up my favorite way." I hung up the phone, not knowing how to respond to that, and not knowing how I would ever be able to satisfy my wife again.