Hi! My name’s Becca and I’m a 26 year old Latina. I’m 5’2, petite, and I’ve been told I have a bit of a bubble butt and that I look like a young Eva Longoria/Alyssa Milano lol.
I’ve been married for 3 years but this story is about sex with someone other than my husband. My husband John and I have been together since sophomore year of college. A few months ago he cheated on me with his secretary on a business trip. I’ve tried to forgive him but it’s been extremely difficult.
A few weeks ago we went to Miami for a week long vacation in part to escape winter. My husband was working a lot and kept flaking on me. One day I was on the beach reading by myself and two black men came over and started talking to me. They were both pretty attractive, but one was probably the most handsome man I’ve ever seen.
His name was Paul and he was 6’5, jacked, bearded and had a really deep voice. We flirted a bit and he joked about how my husband was an idiot for leaving his gorgeous wife all alone on the beach. They ended up leaving to go get lunch and I spent the next hour trying to read but thinking about Paul’s arms and abs.
That night I finally got my husband to go out with me, and we went to a club. I wore a super tight dress and we were having a lot of fun, til he had to take a phone call from a client. I sat at the bar a little depressed with a whiskey ginger. A few minutes later I heard a familiar, deep voice and I saw Paul and Jalen from the beach sit down on each side of me. We continued our conversation from the beach and started flirting again. I could tell both of them wanted more than conversation with me, and Paul asked me to dance.
I looked around for my husband and before I could find him Paul grabbed my wrist and led me to the dance floor. It started playful but he has really big hands and a lot of rhythm, he pulled me in and things started getting hot. I felt… Him getting excited 😅 and he asked for my number. I reiterated to him that I was married and he said he doesn’t thinky husband deserves me if he’s not paying attention to me on vacation. I gave him my number and he kissed me, he was so confident and handsome I felt like I was single again.
I broke off the kiss as his hands found my ass, I giggled and he turned me around and pulled me in. I was in trouble… I had never been with a black guy tbh but I’d heard of the bbc stereotype and based on what I felt on my butt Paul definitely fit the stereotype. I told him I needed to go and he said he’d text me.
My husband joined me at the bar 5 min or so later and said he was tired and wanted to go back to the Airbnb. I was so annoyed, he has promised we’d have fun and that he’s dance with me, I wondered how he’d react if he knew I got hit on by a total hunk but he was frustrated about work so I didn’t want to add fuel to the fire. My husband fell asleep and sure enough, Paul texted me
Paul – “hey gorgeous, you still out? Looking for you at the bar”
Me – “heyyy no I’m in bed with my land husband lol”
Paul – “damn that’s no fun, your fine ass should be with me dancing”
Me – “lol I wish, I def enjoyed dancing with you you’re so handsome! Making me wish I was single lol”
Paul – “I wish you were single too. I was tryna dick you down tonight 😈”
Me – “lol well if it makes you feel any better, I’m sure with that big dick there are a lot of women at the club tonight that would love to go home with you 😋”
Paul – “none of them got an ass like you Becca, you ever been with a black guy?”
Me – “lol 😋 I guess you’re more of an ass guy? And no I’ve never been with a black guy 😅”
Paul – “oh hell yeah, I love my a nice ass, and if your husband ditches you again this black cock will change your life”
Then he sent me a picture… I was speechless. I had felt it on my butt but seeing it out of his pants my jaw dropped. We texted a bit more and things got so hot, we both fantasized about an alternate reality where I was single and in his bed.
The next day my husband had more client issues and ditched me on the beach again…and I found myself looking at the pic of Paul’s big penis. It was like he knew I was thinking about him and his texted me his address and said “if you want it, you can get blacked 😈 I’m home all day”. I was in a trance, next thing I knew I was standing in the door of his apartment in my bikini.
Paul’s dick was breathtakingly big. I could barely wrap my lips around it. He was teasing me that I’m built for black cock as I gave him a blowjob. He fucked me twice over the next 3 hours. It was dominant, and I couldn’t handle his big cock at first but he got really rough after I called him papi. He had my legs shaking and gave me multiple insanely hot orgasms. It was like khaleesi with khal Drogo 😩
When I left his place my husband had been texting me a lot. I guess he finally realized he needed to pay attention to me. He took me out to dinner and we flew home the next morning. John has no idea what happened I just told him I went to get a Manicure 😅
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/103mszt/vacation_fuck_fm
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