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 Sherry's Summer in Hawaii: Sleeping with Don Ho and the Huge Samoan

   By Sherry

   During summer break from college my girlfriend and I spent the summer in
Hawaii where I learned about racism and tolerance though on a mostly mild
scale.  First we had to find a place to stay and places were expensive...We
got lucky and found a condo occupied by some guys who weren't there all the
time.  We had our own room and weren't bothered.

   Then we found jobs...the usual kind: waitress jobs where Don Ho..."Tiny
Bubbles" Don Ho...  performed.  At that time he was the premier Hawaiian
entertainer and his nightly shows were always sold out.  Being young,
shapely, pretty and white-skinned, it wasn't very long before he got to
know us...to say "Hello...aren't you pretty girls!" but no more than a
"Hello" basis for several weeks.  The excitement would come a little later
on evening and other evenings.

   It was an awakening for me and my schoolmate.  We were seen as
haole's...or not native Hawaiians and therefore interlopers.  She and I
were taking away native jobs because we were pretty, comely, shapely
and...primarily...because we were blonde and white.  For awhile, the
bartenders would mix up our drinks, the other waitresses looked at us as
not welcome...but with the men it was another matter.  Don Ho took a liking
to us...little by little.  The others: the beach boys and kanakas and the
Samoans were fascinated and we had to fend them off.  They were attracted
to us for the very reasons that the waitresses were not.  We were white,
sexy, pretty skin and hair and very appealing...so while we were anathema
to the native women who treated us with disdain we were just as choice and
delicious to the men, some of whom, I have to say were gorgeous specimens
of mankind.

   Some of those brown-skinned men made my blood boil up: beautifully
muscled, smooth skin, bright teeth and engaging smiles and when I looked at
some of them they made my groin pulsate with desire.  Would one of them
approach me and want to kiss and fuck me was my thought.  I put such
thoughts out of my mind...I was a good girl and a prude...most of the
time...but I admit, in all honesty...I loved to such cock and wondered what
a native man's bronze, muscled body would be like: naked, erect bronze
cock, with my mouth licking and tasting his spend...his fingers on my ears
and cheeks and coming in my mouth...how would his semen compare to my
uncle's and my boyfriends and all the others.  I couldn't help but imagine
and knew it wouldn't happen.  My girlfriend and I were good girls, enjoying
a summer in Hawaii.  But then...then...Oh my...all my good attentions!

   Night after night, as Don Ho would walk to the stage, he seemed to point
us out with his great smile and then entertain so many of us with his songs
and stage presence.  The two of us had been there, working as waitresses,
finally being accepted as fellow waitresses, because we worked hard and
didn't preen over the brown-skinned workers and we began to blend in.  One
night, Don walked by, acknowledging the two of us haoles, smiling and
entertaining.  Then one night, after the show, we waitresses were sitting
around, counting our tips and figuring out our sharing with the bartenders
and bus boys and Don Ho was beside me and my girlfriend.  That big smile
and a "Hello" and then a pat on our butts and sitting down with us.  "Why
don't you come over and see me at my place?" It was the sign we were
accepted and after splitting up our money of the night, the two of us
walked along Kalakaua Ave.  a few steps behind Don until we entered a
building and went to his suite of rooms for more "entertainment" after
hours.

   Don was so cordial and ingratiating...smiling, serving us and his other
friends cocktails and among them were some of those gorgeous bronze-skinned
beauties that made my cunt squirm and get wet just looking at their carved
bodies.  I knew, instantly, that my girlfriend and I should soon leave to
the refuge of our condo we shared with some boys.  These were men, even
Don, and I felt it was time to leave after one drink and amenities.

   It didn't happen that way as it turned out.  My girlfriend wanted a
taste of more than one drink.  We might not be invited by Don Ho again.  We
would be invited according to how we behaved and so one drink led to
another.  She said to me: "Relax Sherry.  Nothing's going to happen.  Don't
get uptight as you do.  Not now." I resisted and was scared but not scared
of being harmed...scared of what my body might do if it took over what my
mind was telling me.

   A muscled bronze man put his arm around me and said: "How long have you
girls been here?" I just nodded and walked to my girlfriend.  He followed
me.  "You aren't afraid of me are you?" I shook my head.  His arm was
around my waist...his fingers at my side and I sighed...his hand was hot on
my skin...dark skin on my white skin...I looked in his eyes and he smiled.
"No, I'm not afraid of you," I said.  My mind was telling me: 'I'm afraid
of what I might do with you if I stay much longer.' I looked at my
girlfriend.  Oh my...she was kissing one of the bronze-skinned
beauties...her body melting into his...his hands rubbing her ass and then
he led her away as they disappeared into one of the bedrooms.  Now I was
alone with my own muscled person with the warm smile and hot hands.  Don Ho
saved me just in time.

   "Hi...what's your name again?" "Sherry," I said.  "Come with me Sherry."
I tooj his hand.  He was rescuing me but he wasn't.  He had claimed me.  He
was the big man in the room and the muscled man backed off.  Don led me to
his own bedroom, closed the door, turned to me and kissed me.  "You are one
gorgeous chick," he said.  "I've had my eye on you for weeks and wanted to
kiss you forever." He kissed me again and began to feel under my little
cocktail dress which was very skimpy.  His breath was very liquory and his
kissing was sloppy but this was Don Ho...I was his conquest...and boy did
his hand feel good on my tired body.  It had been a long night.  I was
tired and a little tipsy and his hand was inside my panties now, milking
me, searching for my clit and my cunt.  I opened my legs.  The wrong thing
to do...He pulled off my panties and kissed me again.  He took his pants
off.  He was limp.  It was pre-Viagra and he was only partly hard.  He
pushed my head down on him and in just moments I was sucking the cock of
the great Don Ho...I licked him because I liked to lick cock and sucked
because I liked to suck on a man's cock and it wasn't long before...Viagra
or not...I was getting a response.  His cock was filling.  I fondled his
balls, like uncle's, and soon enough I had a fairly hard cock in my mouth.
I was proud of my talent!  He lifted me up and we laid on his bed.  He
started kissing me again; his hands on my bare cunt bringing me close to an
orgasm...so there we were: the spectacular Don Ho, the entertainer, and me
the little blonde, sexy, haole waitress trying to get him stiff enough for
fucking.  He leaned down to kiss my cunt.  He was good but he was tired. 
He licked my cunt lips and got me hot again but it wasn't going to happen
and he fell back on his pillow and started breathing deeply and snoring.

   That was the beginning of serious trouble for me.  I was now a hot, wet
and frustrated horny woman with all my hormones pumping away and sleeping
with the inert Don Ho.  My naked body ready for something it needed and at
that moment, you guessed it, the door to his bedroom opened..  There
standing and looking at our scene was one of those gorgeous muscled
men...bulging muscles...lustful eyes...endearing smile: "That always
happens to Don," the big guy said.  "He just has eyes bigger than his
abilities.  He may get you ready but can't finish you off." I was
bewildered and scared and naked and hot and here was this bronze Adonis and
me the pretty, blonde, hot goddess.

   He walked to the side of the bed.  He was wearing only one of those wrap
around things around his waist...otherwise naked.  He took off his wrap and
there just a few feet away from me was a stiff cock like I'd never seen. 
That thick stiff cock scared me, too.  It was my night to be scared.  But I
was beyond all decorum at that point.  Don had fingered and licked me and I
was close...he had done all the foreplay and my body was ready for the
finish.  I just lay there, stunned, surprised, my legs spread, my cunt
exposed, my head swimming with drink and lust and looking at the most
magnificent specimen of a fucking machine of a bronze chiseled body and
cock that women could only dream about.

   He took my hand and I slid on the bed toward him.  "Come on you honey.
You know what you want.  The first time I saw you I knew it would come to
this.  See anything you like?" I nodded...at least my body nodded...I
opened my mouth...he put his fingers on my ears and pulled me near...I
reached out, taking his huge thing, leaned into it...kissing it...his tip
was wet...it was so large but he tasted of pineapple and I licked and
licked...he pulled my head on him...I had to open my mouth wide...his cock
entered my mouth...at first I gagged a little but adjusted...it was the
most wonderful cock ever and I felt his balls...I knew how to do
that...thank you uncle...and his balls were tight as I stroked him with my
hands and mouth.  Don Ho was sound asleep.  I could hear him snoring but I
was alive...so very much alive for this.

   I kept sucking on his massive member but then he took me off him.  "Lie
down.  Cunt.  I've something else in mind." I didn't like that word: `cunt'
it always seemed a derogatory term but when he said it to me it sent
thrills in me and thrills in my cunt.  I was so ready for fucking but his
cock wouldn't fit in tiny me...I was certain of that.  "Yes," he said, "It
will fit...just lie back and I'll prove it to you." I laid back.  He took
my legs, petted me, spread them and soon his big cock was at me...poking,
searching for me.  "Take hold of me," he said and I did.  "Help me fuck
you." And I did.  I was so hot and wet and I took his cock and rubbed it
all over me...as it flexed in my hands...It was a two-hand cock and I
wanted it to fuck me, if it would only fit.

   I held it...his thick arms around me...his mouth on mine...I wanted it
all to work and I wanted to be worked and held him against me.  We were
both so wet and I felt the tip of his cock spread my cunt lips.  I pulled
him to me and felt him enter...first just spreading my cunt lips and then
hurting a little as he slowly slipped inside but my cunt walls adjusted to
his size and little my little, the gentle in and out at the mouth of my
cunt and then further and further.  I gasped.  I could do this.  I could
let Adonis fuck me.  I was little and tight and his cock was anointing me
with a pleasure that was taking my breath away.  He was finally all the way
inside.  I could feel his hard balls hit my bottom.  I was impaled and
helpless to his taking me.

   Don Ho was oblivious and me?  I was lifting on this cock, thrusting into
my cunt, the depths of my cunt, spreading and luxuriating inside...I began
to grunt my little sexual grunts as he hit me and hit me again...his balls
pounding on my bottom, his cock stroking me.  I began to lift and lift
again and felt a huge feeling building in my body.  Tears were in my eyes.
His mouth and tongue were on me...my arms caressing his muscles...he was
sweating...me too.  I spread open.  He lifted my legs on his shoulders...I
was so vulnerable and so unbelievably somewhere else: not in Hawaii, not on
Don Ho's bed, not impaled by my own King Kong and I started to come and to
climax on this tool, this God-given instrument of pleasure.  I cried out
and held on.  He finished me...and finished me again...I tightened my cunt
muscles on his pole...I didn't want him to leave my body but then I could
feel him going soft and leaving...a goodbye kiss...leaving me to spend the
rest of the night...cooling down...sleeping with Don Ho.  I wondered where
my girlfriend was.  Then I didn't care.  Part of my summer in Hawaii.  I'd
finally gotten the big tip I always wanted...it was just not the tip I'd
imagined.  I sighed, laid my head back and joined my little snores with
those of Don.

   Sometime during the night she was awakened.  There was a warm hand on
her cunt, petting it.  "Did Percy take care of you honey?" Don asked.  She
said: "Yes." Don said: "You have a hot cunt." Sherry said: "Yes, I do." The
words sent shivers through her and she felt her cunt getting wet again just
at the thought of her evening in bed with Don Ho.  Don said: "Percy loves a
hot cunt." More shivers as Don was fingering her wetness and she came
again. It didn't take long for her to shake all over, to cream his fingers,
and let loose her little grunts.  She was still dreaming of her bronze God
fucking her, his blonde Goddess.  Then Don and she with thoughts of her
dream lover and his taste of pineapple shared snores until dawn.