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A few weeks ago my wife Ellen and I went on a holiday to the Nth Coast of NSW, Australia. Whilst we were staying at Port MacQuarie, we decided to go on a canoe day trip up the river. We arrived at the jetty about 7am to find another 7 people already getting their gear ready. There were a couple of female Swedish backpackers, a Dutch couple, James our guide and two American guys, one of whom was an athletic black guy named Kevin.
We introduced ourselves and I couldn’t help but notice the way my wife was staring at Kevin as his shirtless, muscled torso rippled and glistened in the early morning light. I had a stupid grin on my face thinking that at least now she couldn’t whinge at me for perving on the Swedish chicks and the Dutch babe, who was actually the better looking of the three.
We climbed into our canoes and headed off up river, passing by an island of Pelicans, a few Oyster farms, some Mangrove Wetlands eventually stopping at a little riverside park for breakfast. All the way there our canoe was at the rear just behind Kevin and his mate.
The guide had put on a great breakfast for us consisting of cereal, tropical fruits and fresh juice. We sat around on the river bank talking and enjoying the sunshine for a while and then it was time to get moving. I’d been so intent on copping an eyeful of the Swedes tits that I hadn’t noticed Ellen strike up a conversation with Kevin. I helped James, the guide, pack up the gear and load it into his canoe while Ellen slipped off to the toilets. Five minutes later we had finished loading the canoes, so I decided to go for a leak too.
I walked into the men’s room and was about to take a piss when I heard what sounded like a low moan emanate from the closed cubicle behind me? I listened closer and was sure I could hear someone sucking in their breath. I smiled to myself thinking I’d caught one of the guys wanking himself, when I heard an American accent say,
“Oh yeah baby, that’s it, suck that dick”.
I went over to the closed door and sure enough, I could just make out the wet slurping sounds of someone sucking a cock!!
My own cock grew instantly hard. I moved quietly into the adjacent stall and climbed up onto the toilet so I could take a peek over the wall. What I saw nearly made me fall backwards into the bowl with shock!! There was my beautiful wife Ellen, on her knees like a total slut, sucking the biggest cock I had ever seen!! Kevin had one of his hands on her left shoulder and the other at the back of her head as she enthusiastically bobbed up and down on what must have been at least 10 inches of meat. Instead of getting angry, I found myself getting enormously turned on. This was the first time I’d seen Ellen with another man for real and all I could think about was dropping my own cock out of my pants to stroke it in time with her movements. Kevin was groaning louder now, forcing Ellen’s head up and down his shaft. She responded by moaning as it slid back and forth down her throat. I had just starting to get to work on myself when she suddenly stopped and stood up. I quickly dropped down so they wouldn’t see me and heard her say that they didn’t have much time and she wanted him inside her cunt.
“Fuck me,” she said “I want that big black cock up me.”
I was just about ready to burst when I heard this, and started furiously pounding away on my cock. Even though I couldn’t see them, I could tell when his monster entered her because she hissed,
“Oh christ…yessssssssssssss!”
I reluctantly waited for a few agonising moments before sneaking another look. When I did, I found her standing bent over against the stall door, legs spread with her shorts and panties hanging around one ankle. Kevin was pounding his thick black weapon in and out of her from behind and she was obviously enjoying the difference between his thick, ebony monster and my pale 7 incher. Actually, thinking about it, the contrast of his dark chocolate cock and her creamy white arse was something to behold.