Kyle and Shannon had not planned the trip. They just packed the bags, making sure they had the right clothes for the season, did not inform any relatives, just left.
On the way, using the smart-phone, they connected to a airline and bought themselves two tickets, and arrived in Mumbai seven hours later. They spent a day or two in Mumbai, the heat and bustle of the city a little overwhelming they took the ferry and arrived at Goa.
They took a cab and went from resort to resort, checking out different ones, and then they found one, right by the sea, the chalets made of granite stone, just the place they liked to spend a few days lounging in the beach. The sight of semi nude and topless women walking about nonchalantly on the pristine sandy beach was reassuring.
Just the kind of place to hang out in without too many inhibitions.
The climate was just perfect, the sun shone, not too brightly, the summer was at least a few weeks off yet, the winter was fading and it was not too cool either. The afternoon they settled in they ordered some cold Margaritas and lounged in the cute balcony, under the shade, watched the sea sparkle and took a deep breath, yawned and knew they were in a sort of heaven.
They dozed off. They woke up as the evening began to arrive and washed and dressed up.
They had earlier planned it out, they would go to the dinner early, sit and have a few drinks and then enjoy the buffet.
A couple of Margaritas later they felt a little more relaxed. People began to mill around, go for the food. There was a white family, not far away, quite boisterous and loud, the laughter permeated the large hall. A couple of tables away were two hunks of Arab descent, quite good looking and big.
A table behind them sat a young black man, looked white suave in his white short, his muscles bulged out of his sleeves.
Shannon was looking at the two hunks, one of her eyebrows raised.
Kyle had pulled his chair closer to her so they could talk softly.
"Forget the two hunks." He whispered to her. "They are obviously gay."
"Are you sure?" She asked, "They look gorgeous."
"Well can't be sure, but look like it they way they look at each other. The black guy, on the other hand, hmmm."
"Hmmm..." She replied, her eyes flitting towards the man, and flitting back as she flicked her tongue on her lips. She was getting aroused.
"It is said they have big cocks, not all of them, but mostly."
"Hmmm." She said again. There was a hint of moan in her sound. "Would love to take him on."
"Oh he would love to dip in your lovely pussy, I guarantee." Kyle laughed.
The man got up to refill his plate, walked by them, nodded and gave them a smile; his white teeth sparkled on his black skin.
Kyle raised his hand, and gave him thumbs up. "Where you from?"
The man nodded and smiled, his white teeth sparkled, his shit barely held the muscles in, he was big, well, at least to their standards. He towered.
They finished their food and strolled back to the chalets. They sat in the lounge and had another drink while he went in and lit a couple of cigarettes for them and passed a joint to her.
They must have dozed off and a few stragglers were still walking on the beach. Shannon woke to up and watched the white beach, and then she leaned to her husband and shook him awake. A lone man was walking on the beach, from the other side towards hem. Probably some guest just enjoying the sand under his feet.
"Isn't that the guy we saw at the dinner?" She asked.
It seemed so. But soon they would know for sure, the man was approaching closer. And it turned out to be the black dude. Kyle stood up and waved to him, and gestured him to come over. Kyle offered him a can of beer, and he took it happily.
They introduced each other, his name was Pete. "This is my wife Shannon, and to be candid, she thinks you are hot."
Pete grinned, his pearly white teeth showed again, dark against his skin. He reached out his hand to shake her hand. And her small hand in his large was a contrast. Immediately, Kyle's mind flashed to picturing them together, she was one third his size. He would be like a giant next to her.
"So I am hot?"
Shannon blushed; hit her husband lightly in protest.
They talked, he was a lawyer in a Canadian firm, was here for a week. His wife Carla was supposed to join him the next afternoon, flying from Melbourne after some business.
"Oh." Kyle gave them an evil grin. Pete, you just made her erotic juices flow, her mind will be fantasizing now..." He got another smack from his wife on his ass.
Pete grinned too. And Shannon blushed even redder.
"So you are bachelor for two nights. If you care for our company then just join us for drinks in an hour." Kyle added as they crushed the cans and threw them in the large dustbin.
"Sure."
"Did you see his bulge?" Shannon gushed, as the man walked back, away from them. "Did he have an erection or is he big."
"They have a reputation Shan, maybe he is."
He had all the attributes she drooled over though. He was large, over twice his size, big shoulder, and well maintained muscles, even with the t-shirt on you could tell he had no body fat. And as he walked away, his ass moved, in the way she liked.
He was fair looking, thick lips, very close cropped hair, clean shaven.
"Fuck me now you bastard, I am all wet." Shannon growled and she walked into the cooler room. They had left the air con on.
Kyle needed no second invitation, he was behind her. Bending her down on the bed, as he stripped down her shorts and his mouth began to work. She was indeed dripping wet. This Pete guy had her real aroused. It was even more intense than he had believed. He liked it of course. He liked his wife being a slut now and then.
