Ever since I had my first experience with a hard black cock, I have imagined being the "creamy middle" of an Oreo cookie. I have envisioned one black cock to suck and glide my tongue over, and one black cock to mount, slowly sliding my slick pussy down to the fat hilt, up and down, as he slides his hands over my generous hips and guides my tight juicy pussy over his creamy fat black dick head.. As I move my hips up and down over his throbbing cock, my tits begin to jiggle and bounce with each thrust of his dick. He grabs them from each side, slapping them together as his buddy shoves his now pulsating member down my hot, wet throat. My name is Monica. I am a blonde, 5'10" tall, 36C 24 38, and yes, guys... nice hips and ass; and, I love to fuck.
Recently, a friend of mine booked a trip for me, for my birthday, on a very special cruise for swingers, to Jamaica and oh boy did I get my wish, and my fantasy fulfilled!!!
I was feeling particularly horny on the first night of the cruise, so I dressed to the "nines", with a short black mini skirt, strappy black sandals, and a sequined halter top. My tits jiggled as I walked. My naked pussy lips rubbed together underneath my mini skirt. My entire body was quivering at the thought of fucking some hard black cock, and hopefully more than one!!! I headed out toward the ship casino and immediately spotted two handsome black studs who looked ripe for fucking.
I approached them, making very sure my tits were properly jiggling for their benefit, and that my skirt rose up my thighs at the right moment, as I strode nearer. I introduced myself, and asked their names; Joseph and Steve. Joseph was a rich deep mahogany and had a great smile. Steve was very sure of himself, and from his body language, I suspected he had a huge cock.
As the Margaritas kept flowing, and the conversation turned toward how each of our sex lives had been recently, we each had a story about how long it had been since we had fucked someone and made them scream. I was beginning to feel hornier by the minute as the Margaritas I had been drinking started to kick in. I could feel moisture begin to form between my thighs and shaved pussy lips. Joseph and Steve were both listening to me tell a silly joke and looking at my cleavage at the same time. Joseph kept running his tongue over his lips and staring straight into my eyes.
Soon they suggested we take the party back to their cabin. I was anticipating the moment that I could sink to my knees and take one strong black dick into my mouth while gently stroking the other's balls and ass.
As we made our way to these two guys' cabin, Steve looked around to see if anyone was watching. He spotted a couple by the railing and reached his hand into my halter top as we made our way to their cabin, tweaking both nipples. I was giggling from too much alcohol and whispered in Steve's ear that I hoped they were watching. I reached down and gripped his cock through his trousers; gently grasping his balls, looking over to see if our "friends" were watching.
Joseph reached under my skirt to cup my ass in his hand as we climbed the steps to the upper level of the ship. I looked back and saw that the couple was also beginning to head up the stairs. At that point, I told Joseph and Steve how horny I was feeling. I said, "you two are exactly what I need right now. I hope you are up for a good ride." I winked at the couple as they passed, and they waived and grinned, as if to say "have a great time."
