The woman came out of nowhere and blocked my path. I nearly bumped into her as my mind was elsewhere, a buzz with stuff I had to accomplish for the day. She looked at me intently, like she deliberately demanded my attention. I was about to say, excuse me, miss, but then she grabbed my crotch, which stopped whatever I intended to say from leaving my mouth. I was startled, and we were outside by the hotel swimming pool when this happened. What the My name's Megan, she smiled. I've heard some
things about you. You're what I've been looking for since we got here. We my husband and I. She gestured to her left. My eyes followed where she indicated a man relaxing on a lounge chair near the pool side under a large umbrella. He wore swimming trunks and sunglasses and was sipping a cocktail drink. He smiled back and lifted his cocktail glass at us, And then I returned to the woman, who didn't seem to care that several
onlookers were observing us, observing her audacious attitude. She could have been a Karen figure for all I knew, except She was ashblonde and pretty looking, possibly in her early thirties. I later learned she was twenty seven, a year younger than her husband, and they had traveled here to this island paradise to enjoy their fifth anniversary. But still, this act of hers was akin to harassment. Were she a man,
I would have acted out accordingly, as if threatened. I decided instead to play cool as her loosened her grip and touched my shoulder as if we were lifelong friends. The crowd of onlookers were starting to switch their gaze, attending to whatever business was at hand, but several kept glancing furtively in our direction, and I noticed they were women Caucasian. Some were supple and athletic, others voluptuous to unequal sized mamas, all horning and salivating over the same
thing that's caught this American blonde's attraction. Me. I hear, you're the right man who plenty of women have been gawking over, said the woman named Megan. She flicked her tongue at me to indicate what she meant. I've asked around and that's what I got. Told listen, I've got this incredible itch, and I'd like you to help me get rid of it. That's nice to hear, but wouldn't
your husband get upset seeing us together? He wouldn't mind, she answered, He's the one who told me about you, and I watched you last night walk away with some frumpy looking bitch. I'd like you to know I'm nothing like that, and whatever it was that she gave you, I sure wouldn't mind doubling it. She was right about the frumpy bitch from last night, a German granting in her sixties who'd made it her lifelong dream to see what aromatic, erotic, and medicinal value an African black cock
would do to her. The bitch had fought for my time. As when you can't fight them off, the least you can do in my situation is succumb to temptation and give the ladies what they desire the most. I've got the magic stick, and I know how to wield mine. Many of these horny bitches craved my magic stick. Likewise, some of their men do too. I'm sagacious enough to stay clear of those. It took less than a minute for me to switch character, quit being innocent like and
attend to the business at hand. This horny American bitch wanted some African sized dick, something her husband couldn't afford, regardless if he had the money, and as I had what she wanted, hence why she stopped me to ward off any other competition coming after me. Clever, what floor are you staying? I asked, I can come by later in the day. There are some things I'm hurrying over to get done. I don't care, she said, I want you now. Later won't suffice. Let's go. She took my
hand and pulled me around to follow her. I made a quick glance at her husband, but his attention was elsewhere, like he didn't want to be bothered about whatever fun his wife and I were soon to enjoy. Several women watched as Megan and I left the scene. The look I observed on several faces was that they knew what we were going to do, and perhaps they would have
longed to follow to see for themselves. I was part of the hotel staff, coordinating various tourism activities like organizing parties, jamborees, and whatever appropriate social events to keep the guests happy and comfortable with their stay. That was my official job. Unofficially, I did my best to service whichever horny wives are lonely single women who desired a taste of my dick, my ten inch circumcised African dick. The women always went crazy upon seeing what I was packing. My dick made
their husbands green with envy. You were compelled to sit back and watch to see what my wrath could do to their women once I got to stretching their vaginas in tight anus. Megan had her key, unlocked her door and invited me into her suite. It was an executive suite, the best sweet in the hotel establishment. She discarded her
handbag and started undressing. As we approached the bedroom, she turned around let her dress slip from her torso to reveal her gorgeous pair of fake tits, beaming a wide smile as if she wanted me to take pride in her two cupcakes. Nothing looks awful on a woman than a pair of silicone tits. Whatever made them think they look beautiful with those? I watched her work her dress to her waist and wiggled down her knees before kicking it along with her panties. Aside, aren't you going to
get out of yours? She asked me quizzically, like I didn't know what this encounter was about, or would you want a hand. I wouldn't mind, I said. I undid my belt buckle, but the American woman was fast to drop before my knees and assist me to one zip my fly. Her eyes and mouth flew open when my cock fell out of my pants, giving me the right response I expected. Oh my, my, my, she gasped as she cradled my dick in her hands. She held it like it were a porcelain object. She was afraid to drop.
My prick, nudged in her hand, jeered for the mission at hand. Oh fuck me, those ladies weren't lying when they talked about you. She muttered. You're fucking big, bigger than your husband, I teased. She swept her hair from her face and laughed, My husband is peanuts compared to you, sir. Oh my, I can't wait. She kissed the tip of my prick, then inched her mouth further to take in the rest of me. My pants fell from her grasp, and she stopped to marvel at my hanging pair of nuts.
She cradled them like she had done with my prick. Oh God, your balls are huge too, she exclaimed. I'll bet you've emptied your balls all morning on some other white bitches. Right, Actually, you're my first for today. Go ahead, get me hard, she smiled and resumed her work. It thrills me to know how much white women find black dicks irresistible. They craveed like someone seeking a glass of water out in the desert. They would move mountains to have it, even if their husbands try to stop them.
And knowing there is a black cock around that's ravaging white pussies around is all it takes to throw them into an excited frenzy. They cannot wait to sample the black dick to see if really there is truth in what they hear. I loved what the American woman was doing to me, but I had to stop her or risk blowing my wad too soon. It seemed to get the point, so I lifted her into my arms and carried her towards the bed. I lay her down before
climbing onto the king sized bed. The bitch spread her legs wide apart, expecting the dick, but I needed to ensure her pussy tasted good first. I lay face down and began eating her pussy. Her crotch was neatly shaved. She had a Queen of Spades tattoo a few inches above her vagina. I always love a neat looking pussy, especially one that smells good too, like it just stepped out of a shower. Hers made up for the atrocious
sight that wore her plastic tits. The horny bitch knew I was about to eat her, and she was eager for it. I ate her pussy like it wore a sliced piece of watermelon. Megan bucked and squirmed and whimpered like she wanted to fight me off. I had to apply my arms to force her to stay still while I did my work. She knew what my game plan was. My tongue and lips were taking her where she wanted to be. I turned her over to lie on her
face and pulled her but cheeks towards me. I kept pillaging her pussy, making her squirt uncontrollably into my face, until it felt time for me to give her what she wanted. I beat my dick against her vagina, opening. This made her squirt some more. In anticipation of what was coming, she wiggled her but towards me. Impatient with my teas, I edged forward and inserted my penis tip into her khunt. I grunted as I pushed forward, and she gave me a guttural squeal of approval. Oh gosh, yes,
she gasped, Go ahead, give it to me. I adjusted my stance to get on my knees while grabbing hold of her hips, then her waist, and injected myself further. Megan groaned and thrust her but at me, wanting more. I gave her all the powerful thrusts I could summon, jerking my hair, lips, and pelvis harder and faster. My cock was soon swimming inside her cut like a knife sliding into a slab of butter. My cock slipped out of her cunts several times, which then forced me to
change places. The American bitch wanted to be on top, so I took her place and managed her stance as she straddled me. She lowered her frame upon my pelvis, letting my prick and pale her flesh, and instantaneously began working her body. She ground and jerked forward, gasping and howling like she was on fire. Every inch of her body rocked aside from her tits. Her tits resembled two
missile cones, with the nipples sticking forward like pencils. I caressed her thighs and grabbed hold of her waist as I thrust upwards to match her pace. We were fucking like two hounds out of hell. The bitch liked it rough, exactly how I liked mine too. Her pussy got me groaning in response to her moans. It felt as if she was gripping me tighter and tighter, like a vice that wanted to rip my dick from my body. We rolled across the bed like wrestlers, trying to find each
other's weak spots. I barely knew when her husband entered the room. He maintained his silence and distance, jerking his wiener while watching me bang the shit out of his woman. He looked to me like he couldn't wait for me to climax so he could mop her pussy. I recognized the look most husbands do enjoy that they don't mind cleaning my cock too. Afterwards, Megan talked wild and dirty to me, urging me to fuck her harder, demanding I make her come. She already sneaked one on me, like
she thought I wouldn't know. I laid over her and slid my hands under her, but as I machine gunned her pussy while she grabbed my butt and worked her hips under me. We remain like that, clashing and ruining the sheets up until I let myself go. Wow, what a show, the bitch's husband exclaimed when I eventually rolled off her, gasping like I'd finished a marathon run. Looks like you've met your match, Megan, honey, Like I expected, he came onto the bed and got to do his
clean up duty. I went into their bathroom to clean myself. They were sitting on the bed when I stepped out, feeling warm and refreshed. Megan thanked me for a wonderful time and hoped to make my acquaintance again. I wore my clothes and her husband escorted me into the living room. What's your going rate, he asked. I usually don't charge anyone, I said, but if you'd like to make a friendly donation, I've got cash app. I gave him my details and
he promised to send me something later. Megan would really like to get in touch with you again, he said. I stopped at the door. Would that be all? Right with you. You've got my nun. Give me a call later and I'll make out time. I shook his hand and said goodbye before letting myself out of his suite. I strolled towards the elevator and pressed the button. Seconds later, the doors opened, depositing a cute blonde in a swimsuit. The woman winked at me, then grabbed my crotch. I've
got some issues in my bedroom. I'd like you to look into, sir. She could care to follow me please, Like a lamb led to the slaughterhouse, I did so while the elevator doors returned to the ground floor. Welcome to the seventh season of my ongoing Shango's Zone podcast. Listen to this episode and other wild erotic cuckle tales
on Spreaker, Apple podcast Sportify, and elsewhere. Once again, don't forget to visit my website damiendisoul dot com to check out my books blog and also to participate in my forum. Take good care of yourself and welcome to twenty twenty five