Chapter 4
I ran into that lovely black girl on the beach a few moments ago. Her name is Vonetta."
"Oh, really?" Cheryl asked in a sarcastic tone. "Well, I'd ask you if you had her, but you didn't seem to be out long enough to fuck her." She leered at him, her face beginning to pout. "Oh, I forgot. You could have done one of your famous, if not fabulous three minute quickies, you know?"
"Shut the fuck up," he said. "Can't you forget about anything? Look, the thing I wanted to tell you is that she's really into leopard. I mean, she had a bathing suit that looked like it was made out of the same stuff."
"Really? Talk to me later. I want to sleep."
She rolled over, turning her back on him, and he could see the way she pulled some of the sheet with her, though most of her back and buttocks were revealed. Don loved the way her ass looked, now that she had been out sunning herself and the rest of her body was nice and brown, and her ass was white.
But because of the way she had been acting, deep down, he felt like walking over and smashing his hand down on her ass. It had all happened that morning when they were getting ready to leave Africa.
When Cheryl had gotten up,. she'd gone through her usual morning number of not quite remembering where she was. Because they were in a bed that morning, Africa didn't hit her right away, and she felt that she was home in their own bed. He was sure that was why she had blocked out the events of the previous day.
But she started to lick her way down his crotch, and he could feel the way his cock was rising. She didn't move her tongue to it right away.
Instead, she licked his pubic patch, and his balls, and he could hear the way she was sniffing down near his crotch.
Then, she sucked his cock into her mouth, and as he started to thrust his way up and down, he sensed that Cheryl was not doing what she usually did. She would usually always suck, so he could feel some suction sensation.
She would also use her tongue a lot, and that morning, she didn't.
He started to move his hand down behind her head, and he held her head down, sliding his other hand to her pussy. As she spread her legs, she slid her hand down to her cunt also, before his got there.
She slid her fingers in and out quickly, then let him finger her.
As he felt her starting to come, he could sense that it was not one of her most intense orgasms, but he tried not to think about it. He still held the back of her head with his other hand, and when he started to come, he could feel her just sucking the cream out of him, with about as much enthusiasm as she had had all along.
He was glad she kept his dick in her mouth after he came, and he started to moan softly as he let her head up.
But the second she could pull her head away, and did, she spoke. The angry tone was in her voice before she even came right out and said it.
"Well, did you have a good night last night, Donald?"
"Yes. You were a bit of a cunt, though"
"Really? I'm so glad that you did. Now would you like to tell me what cunt you did not only get over, but in last night?"
"What are you talking about?" he asked, not looking directly at her.
He was already beginning to feel some guilt and he didn't like the feeling at all. It made him feel weak and helpless, like a little boy.
"Well, I know I was in something of a shitty mood last night. I know I was not the most pleasant of company. I just got myself smashed. I fell into a deep sleep. I knew you could have easily fucked me and I wouldn't have felt it."
"Just what are you getting at, Cheryl?" he asked her.
"I smelled cunt all over your cock just now, before I started to suck it. And then I felt my cunt. No, it wasn't mine, baby. Mine wasn't filled last night. You didn't take me while I was sleeping. So who the fuck did you fuck?".
He started to scream at her then, thinking it was the best defense.
"You're fucking out of your head, Cheryl. You've never accused me of anything like this before. I don't know why you want to start now."
"Look baby, I can smell the scent of another woman at ten paces, and I was nose to cock with you, if you want to know the truth. I know you were with someone, and I would just like to know who it was.
He started to shake his head, telling her that there was no one. Then she got off the bed and went into the bathroom, slamming the door really loud. He knocked on the door, but she locked it, and he could hear her crying. "Cheryl, unlock the door," he said. "Come on. Let me in."
She did, and when he was holding her in his arms, she begged him to tell her who it was, so he told her. When she heard that he really had fucked Frieda, she couldn't believe the way she reacted. First, she started to laugh, and then, she was laughing and crying at the same time. He honestly thought that she was going to have a breakdown on him, because he knew that this was one step toward cracking up. "Well, I'm glad you were honest with me," she said. "Although I don't know how you could find an old cunt like hers attractive."
"Look, she just happens to be a very hot woman, Cheryl. She doesn't go around flaunting it like you do, but when she's undressed and getting it, she's hot."
"Oh, I see? And does that mean you don't want me to flaunt it? I always thought you liked to flaunt it. I always thought that was what got you hard?"
"Don't do this," he said. "Forget it."
"No, baby. I'll never forget it," she said, and he moved his lips to hers to kiss her and try to shut her up.
As he did, he pushed her back against the sink in the bathroom and he started to rub his stiffening dick against her pussy lips. When she was spread for him, he slid his cock into her, and she moaned and sucked his tongue.
Don was so sure she would forget about what happened.
As he fucked her, he could feel the way her pussy was spasming hard around his cock, and he loved it. Each time he thrust in, his cock would rub right over her clit, and she would feel the spasms getting more intense.
When he started to come in her, she was sucking on his tongue even harder, and he could feel her tits rising and falling fast. She was even breathing heavily, getting over the orgasm still, when she told him what she did, in such a cold tone of voice.
"Well, you had one little fling, and I think that I'm entitled to one. I think that would only be fair. I'd hate to think of you as being one up on me. So watch out, Don. You started it, and I'm going to finish it."
"Don't say that, Cheryl. You don't mean it. Do you?" he asked her.
"Just watch. Well, I won't let you watch, but I'll tell you when I see someone interesting and watch you suffer."
He could not believe the way she had said it. She had to be the ultimate bitch when she spoke like that to him, and yet, he still loved her so much. Even when she was looking like pure evil, he loved it.
Sometimes, Don knew, he was fucked up. Why should someone love someone else who did things like that? Why should-he still love her, considering the games that she had been playing on his head now?
When they had been on the plane flying to the island, she had gotten up to go to the bathroom in the back. A few seconds before she got up, a handsome man had been walking to the back. When Cheryl stood, she leaned over and whispered into Don's ear.
"See that man who jusg went back there? Well, I do like him. Maybe if I can get into his booth, I'll go down on him. I think I could easily get into sucking his dick. Maybe if there's enough room, I'll start to sit on his dick. I doubt that there's any way in which he can get on top.
"But I can slide my hot pussy down on his cock and ride him. I hope, if it happens, and he spills his seed into me, that it's enough. After all, it might not be and then I'd have to find someone else.
"But his dick looks like it would be good, either for sucking and fucking. I think I should get back there before he finishes what he's going to do and I don't even have a chance with him. I'll see you in a few minutes. Gr ... maybe a half an hour. Gr ... if he's really good, maybe even an hour."
He had sat there, torn between two feelings. First he was aroused, then she spoke of what she would do, because Cheryl had done all of those things to his dick, many times in his life. He could imagine her mouth around his cock, sucking him off.
But the jealousy came over him, when he knew she was talking about doing another man. Each time she would remind him that it was another man, he would start to turn red, and feel like striking her.
She was gone an awfully long time on the plane, but the man she had been talking about passed by a few seconds after she first left.
When she got back, she smiled at him, then leaned over and licked his ear.
"Don't worry, Don. Nothing has happened. Yet."
The way she added that, "Yet," once again made him think she was a bitch.
He had told her, at one point, when she was playing that number on his head, that maybe he would just fuck around with other women. He thought that might make her jealous, and had the chance to explain that what had happened with Freida, just happened because of the circumstances surrounding it.
But she didn't want to hear about it, and besides, she didn't seem to be upset about his cheating on hers "You did it already. Once you do it once, you might as well fuck everything you can get your dick into," she said sarcastically.
And once again, he reminded her that he loved her, and wanted to marry her.
"If you did, you wouldn't have done that," she told him. "Besides, what if we were married? I couldn't trust you to be faithful."
And no matter how he tried to talk to her about it, she was still a bitch. Last night, she had played the number on his head again.
She was the one who had pointed out the lady in the leopard jump suit, and he had liked the way she looked then, because she was smiling.
"I'll buy you one if you want," he told Cheryl, and she smiled.
"Maybe when we get back home I'll take you up on it. But I wouldn't want to have one down here if she has one."
Cheryl hadn't wanted to dance, and he had asked her. So he walked over and started to dance with the black lady, who was hot.
Don remembered the way the black lady could hardly even stay in her suit. Her tits kept falling out all over the place, and they looked so hot as they were bobbing up and down, while she was just shaking her hot ass.
He didn't even know how many numbers he had danced with her, but when he looked over at one point, Cheryl was not sitting on the chair where he had left her. He didn't think too much about it. He was too high and having too good of a time. When he looked back and saw her, sitting and seeming bummed out, he decided that it was time to go over and leave.
And she'd started it again. As they left, she pointed to a black man, who he now thought could easily be Vonetta's husband, since the man had been sitting and looking like he was bummed out.
"I could have had that one," she said to him. "I think it would be nice to have his big black dick in me. I think it would be nice to suck it first. You know that black men are supposed to have really big dicks. I've never seen a black dick in the flesh, but I wonder just how huge he is.
"I would imagine that my pussy would spread to let him in anyway. I can spread to take in big dicks, though I don't have to spread so much to take in yours. I know it would feel so good with him on me."
"Just shut up," he had said to her, and when they got back to the hotel room and she continued, he had hit her for the first time.
He had not only hit her, but he had raped her.
She wasn't screaming, nor was she trying to protest, but he was so angry that all that excess energy was now surging into his dick. He thrust her down on the bed and ripped her dress off, then rammed himself into her.
It had been a hot fuck for both of them, he thought. He could hear the way that Cheryl was moaning as he was on top of her, and he could feel her large tits heaving up and down as he kept his chest pressed against them.
The first time his dick started to throb in her, he didn't want to come, and he managed to hold back for a long while. Then, when he knew that he couldn't, he started to shoot a thick load into her.
She seemed to love it. She was licking and biting his shoulder, something that he knew she only did when she was at her hottest peak.
It was something which turned him on so much that he almost felt like he would pass out.
The longer he thrust, the more he drained both of them, and she did end up falling asleep while he was still on top of her. '
Don remembered how he had kissed her face all over, feeling so guilty about the way he had slapped her. There was no bruise, but he kissed that part of her cheek over and over again, trying to kiss the pain away.
Now, as he stood there looking at her, he knew what kind of a mood she was in.
She had only said a few words to him before rolling over and going back to sleep, something that seemed to surprise him. But she did have her mask on now, and she didn't know whether it was night or day.
But she had been bitchy and sarcastic, and he suddenly smiled. '
He knew what he was going to do for her, and he ran out, reaching for his wallet, going to the small dress shop he had seen.
He wasn't all that sure of her size, but he described her to the lady working there, and about an hour later, he was dangling it in front of her face.
"Come on, Cheryl, take off the mask and let's go get tanner. I want you to see what I got for you. Come on."
She sat up and pulled the mask up, then looked at the leopard bikini he was dangling in. front of her face. She thought that it looked pretty nice.
She even started to smile, thinking of how close she could feel to a leopard if she was dressed like one. She even reached for it and held it in front of her body, smiling, and even starting to cry a little bit. "Honey, this was a really nice thing to do," she said to him. "I can't believe that you would go out and buy me this."
"I knew you would like it," he said. "I never knew how much into leopard you were', but now that I do, I'll buy you anything you want in leopard."
She started to slide into the bottom part, and hopped off the bed so that she could go and see her reflection in the framed full length mirror. As she turned, she thought that it looked good, and she started to slip into the top.
It seemed a little tight, but she inhaled deeply and managed to clasp it in he back. He thought that she looked absolutely smashing, and told her so.
"In fact, I think it looks better on you than it does on her."
"Her?" she asked, and she turned to him. "Who her?"
"I told you I'd met that black woman earlier today. You remember, the one who had been wearing the leopard jump suit at the disco."
"Right. That I remember. I'm confused about the rest."
"She had on a bathing suit similar to that one you have on," he said.
Suddenly, the look on her face seemed to change completely. What was once a happy look, became a sad one, and then an angry one.
"And you expect me to wear the same kind of suit that some other lady is wearing? This is a small beach area. I don't think we should be dressed the same."
"Hey, come on. What's the difference?"
"I'm not going to wear a leopard suit if someone else is. Anyway, I have a tan line, and I want to keep wearing the same suit. This one will ruin my tanline. Idiot. Don't you know anything like that? Don't you?"
"Well fuck you, Cheryl," he said, and he turned to leave the room. "I mean, I tried to do something nice for you, but you're such a bitch. Fuck you."
He walked outside, taking a towel with him, because this time, he wanted to sleep on the beach. He was lying down for only a few seconds when he heard a voice.
"Hi. How you doin' right now?" Vonetta asked, and when he turned his head and looked, he could see that she was stooping down near him. She patted the sand and spoke. "Do you mind if I sit here for a while?"
"Sure," he said. "It would be nice. I could really enjoy some company right now. Have a seat. I'll give you some towel."
It was a small towel, but Don knew how much he hated it when he had to sit on the sand at a beach, and thought it would be nice to share his towel with her. As she sat next to him, he could feel her hot black flesh rubbing against his thigh.
"You look bummed out now," she said to him, but as he was looking at her hot body, he could see how much her suit really fit her.
There was something very animal-like about this hot, hot lady, and her dark black flesh against the suit looked fantastic. He could see the steady rise and fall of the leopard spots on the bikini part covering her tits.
"I'm feel pretty shitty," he said to her then. "I just bought my girl a suit like yours, because she-likes that leopard look."
"Uh huh," Vonetta said, and she smiled wider.
She was thinking that this man was really quite hot, and it would teach that fuck Norm a lesson if she went out and did it with someone else. She stared at his hairy chest and then at his crotch, and wondered.
Was he turned on by her? It looked like the bulge was getting bigger.
"She threw it back at me. I thought she would like it," Don went on. "But she said that she could never dream of going out on the beach when someone else was wearing the same suit. Isn't that a dumb thing to say?"
"I think so. It's not as if she would have known I'd have the suit, if you hadn't told her. Besides, when you go to a beach, you're always bound to run across someone wearing your bathing suit. There are a lotta people here."
"You mean that there will be," Don said to her, and as they looked around the beach both of them were smiling more.
"It is kinda deserted. Do you think we're the only two early risers?"
"It looks that way. Hey, that's another thing we got in common now."
"What's that?" she asked, licking her black lips with her long red tongue.
"Well, baby, you and the man you're with, your husband, came down here and had a fight, and me and my girl had one. One thing in common. And the second is that we're both early risers, and sun worshippers."
"I love it," she said, moving her lips closer to his face. "In fact, I can bow down to the fucking sun and worship it."
"Fucking sun," he started to say, softly. "Fucking sun. And fucking in the sun. Do you know that's what I wanted to do the most with my girl?"
"I wanted to do that with Norm. Now I'd rather have him fuck the sand, know what I mean? Just to get revenge. Let those little particles of sand slip up his dick. Let them cause him the most intense pain."
She had a most pleasant smile on her face when she said that, and he was really quite confused. But then, she moved her lips right to his, and as they touched, both people felt an incredible heat blazing through their bodies.
He could feel the presence of her tits, now closer to him as she leaned over, and as they were rising and falling even more, he felt them brushing against his chest. It seemed like she was all ready to roll on top of him, but he did the rolling, onto her. '
Their lips were still kissing as Don pressed the weight of his body down on top of hers,' and when he opened his eyes, he loved it.
It was the very first time in his life that he had made love to a black woman, and the fact that her skin was so dark next to his was such a turn-on. He started to moan as she was sliding her arms up and down the sides of his body, and then, he felt her hands sliding into his suit, cupping his buttocks.
He knew it was time to feel her tits. He pulled her bikini top down below them, and then looked at them. Her tits were a much lighter color than the rest of her body, he could tell, but they were still brown.
There was no way anyone could confuse them for being flesh colored.
But they were fleshy, in size, and her nipples were a dark black color. He slid his lips around one of them and started to suck hard, then flicked his tonguy back and forth against the tip of them.
"Yes, this is fantastic," she started to moan. "So fucking fantastic."
He was already thrusting up and down, though both of them had their suits up in front. He loved it. It was almost like fucking a leopard. There was something much more animalistic about this lady, he was thinking, aside from her suit. He knew it had to be the color of her skin.
It was just making him so hot, and the more he kissed her and felt her tits, now pressing against his chest, the more he wanted to fuck her.
"Do you think it will be all right to do it here?" he asked, licking her ear and hearing the way she breathed heavier then.
"I hope to Christ it is, because fuck everyone else if they see," she moaned.
And he thought about that. Well, he knew, he wouldn't have minded if anyone else saw it, except, of course, Cheryl.
He knew that they'd already fought about his fucking one other woman, and he didn't really feel up to anymore fights with her.
However, when he thought about the games she had been playing with his head, he knew that this could be one way to get some just revenge. Let her see me, he thought.
But deep down, he knew he didn't want her to.
For Vonetta, the idea of Norm seeing them didn't matter at all. She knew that her husband might get a little violent, and Don might have to defend himself. But as for Norm getting mad at her for being with another man, well fuck him. He'd said that other name, and Vonetta knew she would bring it up in a second.
When Don heard her say that she wanted to be fucked, right then and there, he moved his hand down to their suits. He slid hers down, just to her knees, then moved his down below his cock and balls. Her hands stayed on his buttocks, in his suit, but she never pushed it down to expose his ass cheeks.
As he started to lower his body, he rubbed his cock head against her cunt lips and rubbed it there. He knew how wet she was, not only because he could feel it, but because of the' way he had been pressing against her before. She had to have been getting wet, with eager anticipation, and now that she was, he was ready to enter her.
He slid his cock deep into her, and started to moan softly.
"Yeah, baby, what a fucking cock," she said back to him. "I love the way that white dick of yours feels in me. You're my very first white man. I hope you don't get upset by my telling you this, Don, but you're my first white man."
"Well, baby, you're my first black chick, and it's true what they say. You are one hot bitch. No offense with that bitch line."
"Hey, baby, it takes more than calling me a hot bitch to offend me. Matter of fact, I knew you meant it as a compliment, and I took it just that way."
He slid his lips back to hers, and started to thrust faster. He was just moving his ass up and down, keeping the rest of his body pressed against her, and he loved the way her hot hands kept massaging his ass.
His buttocks were sweating more than any other part of his body, because his back was sweating, too, but the direct sunlight was drying it up. Her hands caused his ass to sweat, because they blocked the sun, but they felt wonderful, and she worked the sweat into a nice kind of ass massage for him.
When Don felt her fingers sliding up and down his ass crack, it felt even better, and then, she was gently massaging his ass-hole.
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Let's feel you slide a finger in."
"You got it baby. You got anything you want me to do, just as long as you keep moving this fantastic dick in me. I love it."
She started to moan even louder as he rammed it faster. His cock made such fantastic contact with her clit, and he could feel the way her pussy walls started to spasm hard around him a few seconds later. Within a few more seconds, he was sure he would not be able to hold back, but she pulled him close.
"I know we should be rushing this thing, just to try and keep up our pleasures. But baby, I don't wanna do that shit. No way. I wanna take it nice and slow. And if anyone sees, like I said, they'll just get jealous with envy, wishing that they could be in the middle of this nice hot fuck."
She knew that she was talking about Norm, more than anyone else. She kept thinking that it would be fantastic if Norm saw her. Of course, she didn't want anything to happen to Don, but she did want her vengeance on her husband.
When Don's throbbing stopped, she could feel the way he wanted to start up all over again, and she let him. Soon, his dick was throbbing again, and that time, Vonetta could feel her pussy spasming harder.
She started to moan loud, just to let him know.
"Shit, baby, this cunt of mine if overflowing. You can come whenever you're ready, and I do hope to hell that it's real soon. Let's come together."
"Right now," he moaned, and he started to shoot his seed deep into her pussy. He could feel the way his cock was throbbing harder and harder during each successive ejaculation, and he opened his eyes and looked down at her. She was lying there with her eyes shut, licking her hot black lips.
Don could not get over it. With her bikini top pulled below her tits, she looked almost like a leopard, and he just loved it. There was some more animalistic (and hotter) about being with someone who was so much like an animal.
And of course, he meant it in every good sense of the word. She was like one hot fucking animal, burning with an animal's heated desire. !
His cock stopped shooting off in her, but her pussy was still going strong, and as he felt the way she still massaged him, he knew that it would be best to stay right inside of her and feel the warmth of her cunt one last time.
He stayed in her for about three more minutes, and when he rolled over, his dick was still hanging out of his suit.
He lay there, exhausted, his chest heaving up and down as he tried to catch his breath, and then, he felt a hand on his dick.
When he looked up, she was leaning over and pulling his suit up, but she had to take one last feel of his wonderful cock. She pulled his suit right up over it, and then pulled her bikini top over her tits.
That was something which turned him on, for during those few seconds when her tits were hanging out of her suit as she leaned over him, they looked even bigger, and he was thinking that looking at them for another five minutes or so would make him start getting hard all over again. Her tits, he knew, looked so fuckable.
She lay back next to him, pulling up the bottoms of her suit, and then she sighed most contentedly, and purred, too.
"You know, that was wonderful. On the quiet beach, with the sound of the ocean behind us, it was the most far out fucking fuck I've ever had."
"Me, too," he said, but he did wish now that it would have been with Cheryl.
After all, though they had just fought, and he still thought of her as being a number one cunt, he did love her. This woman had just been a trick, and though she'd been a most enjoyable one, it was not as satisfying as Cheryl would have been.
He knew he would not be seeing Vonetta after this vacation, and he couldn't very well talk about his fucking her with Cheryl. If it had been Cheryl, then they would have had one far out memory they could have talked about for years to come.
Don did think that they had a few more days on the island, but he wasn't too sure if he and Cheryl would be doing much fucking. After all, she was in such a foul mood, and she was a foul fuck when she was like that.
He sat up then, and stood up. Vonetta smiled as he started to run to the water, but she stayed out in the sun.
All Don could think about was cleaning himself off. He knew that the sea water would not clean him as well as a shower, but at least the salt might smell a little bit different, and Cheryl would not smell another woman on his dick.
He was pretty sure that Cheryl would not even make a move for his dick, but just in case she did, it was better to try and wash away the smell of another pussy.
The water felt so fucking sensational, he thought. It was getting warmer, now that the sun was getting stronger, and when he was treading water in the deeper part, he looked back at the towel, and thought he was seeing double,
Then he knew it was Cheryl. It was just that near the towel where Vonetta was, a blonde was sitting in the same kind of suit.
He smiled, thinking of how happy he was that she had worn the suit.
After all, he had expected her not to. Then, he wondered what she and Vonetta were saying to each other, and though he was a little bit scared, he got over it. He knew that Vonetta wouldn't say anything about the fucking. She wasn't that dumb.
As he swam toward the beach, then walked toward the towel, he could see Cheryl smiling at him, but he could not see her eyes because of the glasses she had on. She was wearing her darkest sun glasses.
"Well, you look good," he said to her. "I'm glad you decided to get up."
"Me, too," she said, with a sly kind of smile. "I also decided to wear the suit you bought for me, darling. Do you like it?"
"I love it," he said, wondering what this put-on 'darling' shit was about.
And it was about something. For when Cheryl had gotten up, she decided to first go to the beach, but did not put on the suit. When she walked out toward the beach and saw what was going on, she was furious.
She knew he was fucking her. Although she couldn't see much naked flesh, she saw this nigger bitch's hand in Don's suit, and saw the way he was thrusting up and down. Then, when he lifted his chest, she saw the nigger bitch's tits, and was pissed.
Then when he rolled off, and she moved her hand down to his cock to pull his suit back up, she wanted to kill him.
Instead, she put her leopard suit on, and walked out to the beach. She could see that he was in the water, and decided to first say hello to the black lady.
She introduced herself, but more than anything else, she wanted to know where the woman's husband was. Although she didn't know if he was the man in the disco, for sure, she did know something.
She wanted him, and was going to have him. If for no other reason, then to get some revenge on Don for being such a shit.
She could tell that he was a little bit suspicious of her, but she didn't care. She continued with her sweetness act, until they heard a voice, and when she looked over, she could see a black animal of a man, calling to Vonetta. He wasn't that close to where they were, but she could see what was around his waist.
He had on a bikini bathing suit, that was made of a leopard like fabric. From the distance, she thought he looked more like an animal, and if there had been any doubt in her mind that she wanted him, there was none now. '
The wet dripping in her pussy was telling her, before he even approached.