Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Two Jamaican Dicks For My Wife My wife and I spent a recent week in Jamaica as a relaxing and sunny break from the usual hustle and bustle of life in the States. We spent each day just chilling out, relaxing by the pool, or hanging out on the beach drinking Pina Coladas while soaking up the tropical sun. I had not a care in the world. In fact, it was exactly how I would define the word "vacation." I can't recall if it was our fourth or fifth day at the resort, as the days were running together a bit (they typically do when I'm on vacation and stay somewhat chemically challenged), but it was an afternoon when we'd decided we would just hang out on the beach for a while longer and enjoy the sunset rather than going to dinner at one of the restaurants on the property. There were a few other people still around the beach, but the majority had already packed up for the day and retired to their rooms. Fortunately, the waiter was still around, and continued to bring us drinks. As the day faded and twilight crept in, we were having a good time laughing and enjoying each other's company (and the good buzz we had both attained). I looked around and noticed that we were then the only people left on the beach, save our waiter and another guy who appeared to be one of his friends (since they had been talking together while my wife and I stuck around). I began feeling bad thinking that we might be keeping our waiter out there for just us, and he would probably rather be closing shop for the day. So I called him over and told him that if he needed to go we would be fine, and I could just grab some drinks from our room to bring out. He said he had no plans other than having a drink or two with his buddy after work, and that he would be glad to stick around for us. I told him to invite his friend over and join us for a drink, and to consider himself finished with work for the day. After some convincing on our part, he called his friend over. We later learned his friend's name was Terrell, but he called him "T". It was funny, because when we introduced ourselves to the waiter, whose name was Michael, he in turn introduced us to Terrell as "Mr. and Mrs. B". I laughed and asked if he had a thing with initials, to which he replied, "It just seems simpler." I asked if we should call him "M," and he laughed and said, "No, that just doesn't sound as cool. How bout we just go with `Mike'." Mike left and shortly returned with a bucket of beers and two more Coladas. The four us sat around the beach for the next hour or so shooting the shit and drinking the evening away. I began feeling comfortable with our new friends, comfortable enough to ask if either of them could find us any good Jamaican gonja. T chuckled and said, "I may be able to locate a bit of gonja," then reached into his pocket and pulled out a baggie with one huge bud in it. He asked if I wanted it for now or later, to which I replied, "Both." He laughed again, and pulled out a paper. He began rolling a big joint. Michael said he would have to pass unless we went somewhere else, because he was worried one of his co-workers may spot him, and he couldn't risk his job. I told him we could go into our room and smoke, so we grabbed our stuff and headed inside. When we got into the room, I turned on my iPod, and we all sat down to fire up. Mike and T sat on one bed, and my wife and I sat across from them on the other bed. The weed was good; very good. We passed the doob around, and after about three hits, I was already feeling it kick in. The next time T handed it to me, I said, "I'm all good, bro," and tried to pass it on. T said, "Uh-huh mon," in his heavy Jamaican accent, "we finish what we've started here," laughing. I said I'd rather save it for tomorrow when I'd really need it. So he grabbed the rest of the big bud and handed it to me, saying, "There you go, mon," with a grin. What the hell, I thought. I took another big hit and passed it on to my wife. He asked if that was enough to get through tomorrow, and I told him that the bud was enough to get through 2012, again laughing. We passed and passed the big joint until I was so high I could barely move. My wife, still in her bikini, was trying to take a last hit herself when a bit of the cherry fell off the joint and landed right in her cleavage. She jumped up screaming and smacking to put it out, all the while laughing hysterically. Once we realized she was ok, the rest of us began laughing along as well. She sat back down and said, "damn, that burned my boobies," and pulled apart the bikini top enough to show us the two small red spots developing on the inner edges of her breasts. I made a joke about not being able to see well enough, and asked if she'd do that again, to which Mike and T laughed and agreed. Mike said, "I'd burn myself to see you do that again, honey." My wife asked what I had done with the bottle of aloe that I had used earlier in the week on my sunburned shoulders. I told her it was sitting behind T on the bed. He reached back, grabbed it, and held out for her. She playfully pulled her bikini slightly apart again, and asked T if he would put some on for her. He looked at her, a bit shocked, then looked at me. I just chuckled and encouraged him to "help her out." He didn't hesitate or ask again. He squirted some aloe in his hand, and gently rubbed it between and on the insides of her breasts. She teasingly moaned, "Uh-huh, baby," half-giggling. I have to admit, however odd, it did turn me on a bit seeing his black hand between her breasts. I think she and I were both tripping on it when Mike said, "I'd sure like to lend a hand." She said, "Well I don't need to be covered in aloe, but I could use some lotion." She got up and returned with some lotion, handing it to Mike. "Where do you want me to put it? " he asked. To my surprise, she completely removed her bikini top and answered, "All over me!" She looked totally hot standing there in nothing but her bikini bottoms, and I'm certain three cocks in that room all began to swell at once. Mike dumped some lotion into his hands and began rubbing it on her back and shoulders. T and I just sat there staring. Mike worked his hands around to her front and began rubbing her breasts. She moaned again, that time fully enjoying herself. She grabbed the lotion bottle from Mike and tossed it to T, who immediately put it to use rubbing it on her legs. He started at the bottom and began to work his way up her legs, until he had both hands rubbing the inside of her thighs. All the while Mike was squeezing her breasts and rubbing her nipples. I was getting totally hard watching my wife getting rubbed, caressed, and fondled by the four black hands that were sliding all around her body. My head was beginning to spin from the combination of the chemicals and the sexy scene. T reached up and slipped her bottoms down to the floor. She stepped right out of them, opening her stance. T began rubbing her wet pussy from the front, and started sucking her hard nipples. Mike helped by rubbing her ass from behind. She was in "la-la" land, moaning with pleasure, her head back and eyes closed. She reached back and began squeezing Mike's hard cock while T dropped to his knees and started slowly licking her clit. I saw him slip his tongue into her hole. She moaned in ecstasy. Mike undid his pants, dropping them, and his hard, black cock sprang up, rubbing the back of my wife's ass. Feeling it, she turned around and dropped to her knees. She wrapped her hand around it and began stroking it and fondling his balls. T immediately shed his pants as well, and my wife sort of gasped at the size of his cock when he stepped up next to her. It was huge. She placed her hand around it too, barely covering half of his shaft, and began stroking the two black cocks at the same time. The two men began moaning themselves. I stood up, thinking I might explode from just watching. My sexy wife leaned over and took Mike's cock in her mouth, still stroking T's member while sucking Mike. She then switched and took T's big head into her mouth. His cock had to be 10 inches long, and it was very thick. The head looked as big as a damn racquetball. She was only barely able to get her mouth around it, but continued to stroke it with her hand while she sucked it. She was also continuing to stroke Mike with her other hand. She switched back and forth like that for a while, taking her time sucking one cock then the other. As I watched I had begun to disrobe myself. As much as I was enjoying watching the show, I thought I was gonna have to jump in and get involved myself very soon. She looked up at the two men and said, "I need someone to fuck me... now." She stood up, and then lay on the bed, spreading her legs and motioning for them to follow. Mike went to her and began rubbing his swollen cock on her slick pussy, then slid it in slowly, to her groaning approval. T and I got on either side of her on the bed, and she took a cock in both hands again, and stroked and sucked them while getting fucked by Mike. She was totally lost in pure sexual bliss, and we were all doing our best to make it last. Mike slid his cock out and switched places with T, who began smacking his huge black cock on her dripping pussy and clit. She grabbed hold of Mike's cock and started sucking, only pausing to switch to mine occasionally, until she looked at T and said, "Stick that big black cock in my little white pussy, and fuck me hard!" "Yes, maam!" responded T, as he pressed his monster into her beckoning pussy. She writhed in pleasure as he began to pound her with his cock, still holding on to my cock and Mike's with her hands, but only able to focus on the hard fucking she was taking from T's big cock. She started screaming, "Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!" and T pulled out just in time for her to squirt all over his black cock. He stepped back and smiled, loving the wetness and knowing he had made her cum hard. I sat on the bed and she came over to me, straddling my hard cock. I laid back and she began riding me. I knew that I had to feel much smaller inside her after T had just fucked her, but she seemed to be enjoying the sensation of the new position. She moved up and down, riding my dick, her beautiful body moving rhythmically, and her full tits bouncing to the beat. T knelt beside her on the bed and she started sucking his big cock again. Mike, not knowing what to do next, just stood there stroking his dick and patiently watched while waiting his turn. She turned and looked over her shoulder at Mike and said, "I want you to come here and fuck me in the ass." I was a bit shocked at first, as we had had anal sex only a couple of times, and I knew she wasn't a big fan of it. I guess she was totally wrapped up in the moment though, because Mike approached her and she bent over a bit more on me, and said to him, "Do it slowly at first." He pressed his black dick against her ass and she slowly pushed back against him until the head of it had slipped in. She pressed back further on it and began slowly moving back and forth over his shaft while still riding my cock. By then she was moaning deeply with pleasure, and again started screaming, "Oh yeah, fuck me good." I was fucking her pussy steadily, and I could feel Mike start fucking her ass from behind a little harder. She took T's big cock back in her mouth and started sucking it again while she was getting double banged from Mike and me. We all were fucking harder and harder, and moaning more and more, until I knew I was close to cumming. About the time I was ready to say it, Mike yelled, "I'm cumming!" He pulled out and started shooting all over my wife's ass. In the next moment, I was filling her pussy with my hot cum. She began screaming, "I'm cumming again too!" and placed T's huge, black cock back into her mouth and started stroking it with both hands while she gushed all over me. He moaned, "Fuck yeah, baby. You're gonna make me cum now too." She cried, "Oh yeah, cum in my mouth. I wanna taste it," and continued sucking his cock until he groaned, and I knew he was filling her mouth. She was still stroking and sucking, milking every bit of his cum out of that big dick. She swallowed what she could, though some was dripping from the corners of her mouth. T finally pulled away and collapsed on the bed. Mike fell into the chair behind him in exhaustion. My dear wife got up and said, "Whew! That was some serious sex! I needed that... and now I need a shower!" I didn't know how she could move, but she jumped up and got into the shower. T said, "Bro, that was fucking great. We should enjoy another doob." Mike and I agreed, and by the time my wife returned from the shower, T had rolled up another fattie. We fired it up and passed it her way. She said, "oh-oh, isn't this how everything started about 30 minutes ago?" and we chuckled. I slowly got up and found some shorts to put on. We smoked the J and went back out to the beach. T grabbed a guitar from behind the bar and began playing some Bob Marley, to which Mike and I started poorly singing along. "Wow," my wife laughed, "You guys are multi-talented." We spent the next few hours getting drunker and higher, with plenty of laughing and singing. I almost made it until the sun came up, but passed out before I saw it. Apparently, Mike and T passed out also, because my wife said that she was the only one who got to see it, stating it was possibly the best ever. Did I mention that this was exactly how I would define the word "vacation"?