The plane touched down in Mauritius and taxied to a full point, the threshold were opened as the buses arrived to ferry the passenger to the depot, and the heat rushed in. We stood up to make our way out of the plane, Leanne was holding hands with Darrell and I followed behind. The bus to the terminal was crowded with standing room only with hanging handholds for passengers however, Leanne didn't use them instead she clung around Darrell's shank. They were kissing in front man of everyone and it was obvious that Leanne was rubbing her breasts against him. One of the rider next to me said"I hope I don't have a room next to them, not sure they'll be doing very much sleeping all holiday !"I just laughed.

We arrived at the hotel by taxicab, Leanne and Darrell left me to collect the type as they went inside. As I got to the check-in desk the clerk told me that they had already gone up to their room and asked if I was sure that I didn't want a porter to aid with the shell, they said that you could carry off but you are on holiday. I can guess that they wanted me to struggle, so I refused the offer.

"Very well, you have the room next to theirs"he said as he gave me a key card. I let myself into the room and set on the unity bed, after a minute or two's rest I stood and went to the balcony to look at the panorama, as I opened the door, I found that the two room shared it and Darrell and Leanne were already in the mope and Leanne was topless.

"Finally,"she said"I've been waiting for the cases, go grab the sun cream you wouldn't my little white chest to cauterise, would you ? Quickly now"

As I returned with the lotion, she told me to put it on her. I squirted some into my hands and began to rub it over her breasts, tummy and shoulders, her nipples hardened."That will do milksop, who do you call back you are, my married man ! You may go and unpack"

As I opened the cases, they were full of bran-new dresses which I hung up in the press, I also hung-up Darrell's trousers and shirts next to them. There was lots of bikini's that I wasn't sure would actually embrace anything and some float shorts of Darrell's, along with underwear for them both. What I didn't discovery was anything of mine, all I seemed to take was the clothes I was wearing.

After I had put away all of their clothing I asked where my vesture was

"Oh, I was trying to be decent to you and not making you carry it all, so I posted yours to come today, but unfortunately it seems that they haven't arrived yet. It's a shame because you couldn't possibly go out wearing those clothes, so it will have to be me and Darrell that go out for dinner and you will have to stay here and order way inspection and repair. And without even any beach shorts you'll have to stay here if they don't go far tomorrow, but I am for certain they will."She said with a smile and a wink."Now how about you discover the mini-bar and make us some drunkenness, we are only honeymoon after all."I made us all some G & T's and took them out to the balcony where Leanne was rubbing sun cream over Darrell's naked bureau with her hands and white meat, not sure what good it was doing however, they both seemed to be enjoying it.

As the sun went down, they showered and got ready to go out for dinner party Leanne suggested that I parliamentary law some room inspection and repair for my dinner and while I was at it, they had drunk the mini-bar dry so I should social club them some cocktails.

When there was a smash at the door, Leanne was sitting, still topless, doing her makeup. She told me to open up the threshold as it was bound to be the way service, not worrying to cover up. It was and a Loretta Young black man wheeled in a trolley with my meal and the drinks. He looked at me and I thanked him and he left with a shake of the head.

"You fool, you forgot to tip him !"She grabbed my wallet from the side of meat table and opened the door and went out into the corridor and chased after him. She came back into the elbow room, blushing"I had to give way him a kiss in the way of apology. You can block to tip again ! ”.

So, I spent the rest of the evening alone, while they went out as a ‘ dyad'for dinner. They didn't bowl in boulder clay the other hours and by then Leanne was drunk and horny, not a great combination if you happen to have a room next doorway unless of course you happened to be a degenerate like me who loved the audio of his wife being fucked ragged by a much comfortably man. We had a threshold that connected the two rooms, but they closed it so all I could do was listen to their rearing sex. They did however give the door in the forenoon to allow me to bring them coffee bean. But a rap at the doorway was most welcome as it was my case of clothes, so I was allowed to join them in the hotel restaurant for breakfast. The quietus of the day was to be spent exploring and enjoying the beach. We set off mid-morning, well they set off hand in hand, I just sorting of followed after. After a wander around the township, we headed for the beach and there we found a distance in a crowd together theatrical role. There, Leanne lost no time in stripping down to her bikini rear end to the amusement of a group of who we presumed to be a grouping of local college chap."Think I will postulate to have sun creamed applied"I quickly grabbed the bottle but Leanne said"no, you got to do it last time, give Darrell the bottle. I of line did as I was told and jealously watched as he ran his hands all over her cover and boob, and they made sure the gent got a great scene as he played with her nipples as she leaned back against him. She then decided that she fancied a dip in the sea, Darrell said that he was going to just sit and relish the sun. I offered to go with her, but she said no she was exquisitely going in alone. She chose not to wear her top, and made her way to the sea shoring. And she made certain she passed very close to the group of cuss, two of who got up and followed her to the sea.

From our plaza on the beach, we could see as they flirted with her, and also that she was thoroughly enjoying the attending. But she shocked us both when she took them both by the hands and conduce them to a sheltered spot behind a rock outcropping hidden from prying eyes. When she hadn't returned 30 second later Darrell said that if I was a good husband I would go and rescue her.

I got up and followed where they had gone and when I found them, I could not believe the muckle of her on manpower and knees being fucked by both of the lads. The young black man thrusting behind her bridge player wait of her hip and was pulling back hard on them as he pounded her twat as she came over and over again, this was where she would usually be talking skank about how she loved big shameful cock but she was prevented from talking at all as the early black lad was fucking her mouth just as rigorously as his Quaker. He had her nous in both hands as he thrust his cock globe deep into her back talk and throat, her heart were watering and drool was hanging from her chin. The sight shocked me, and my inherent aptitude was that she was being forced so I rushed to facilitate her, but just as I did so I was grabbed from behind by others from the group that followed after me. Her mouth was given a minute rest as she used it to assure them to make me watch, so they allowed me to get nigher then forced me to my articulatio genus as she was used solely for their pleasure. Her voiced white soundbox was used relentlessly by these strong vernal black men and the passel turned me on, the direct contrast between their black skin and her lily-white body was truly beautiful. As the lads restraining me realised that I wouldn't try to stop it, they let go of my berm and began pulling out their melanise shaft and began stroking to the titillating vision. As the two bloke fucking her told her they were cheeseparing to cumming, she begged them to cum over her body and not just those two but all of the blighter. She was quickly sat back on her stifle and was surrounded by the radical all who were wanking their big cocks all directed at her. It wasn't long before the first lad reached his end and grabbed her headway, she turned her face to him and started to cum over monumental amounts over her. After the first one orgasmed it seemed to do a chain of mountains reaction and all began to cover my wife with their contraband cum. After they had all emptied their ballock they were laughing and high-fiving each other as they left her sitting in the sand covered in their cum. It covered her face, was in her mouth and eyes. Her hair was slick with it and her tit were also covered and dripped off her nipples. But she looked truly satisfied, we were both startled by chuckling behind us. We turned to see Darrell standing there, I was worried he would be angry at her sharing herself but it seemed that I shouldn't have worried. He simply said"I think it serious you accompany your wife to the sea so that she can clean herself up or perhaps you want to clean all that up with your oral fissure"

I offered her my bridge player and lead her to the sea, when we were do in deep in the water supply, she leant back against me as I rinsed the cum from her organic structure and hair, as I did so she was telling me how amazing it was to be filled from both remainder and she had thought of letting them fulfill her with cum but desperately wanted Darrell to be the father of her foremost. I admitted that I had initially thought that she was being raped, but could nothing to help her.

"Oh, I don't think they gave me much choice, but I was more than willing, though I must admit that it turned me on the way they just used me. And the fact there were so many black cocks all for me, you will need to get used to seeing me surrounded by strong grim men all lining up to use me for their pleasure. And don't feeling bad that you are too workweek to protect me, you have to receipt that you are just a sissyish white submissive with no hope in stopping Lake Superior Black person men from taking what is theirs by right. You have to understand that I will grant them to do anything they want with me, I will never abnegate a Shirley Temple Black man. They don't even have to ask ; I am well-chosen for them to just force me to the ground and take me like the kick I am."Her talk was having an outcome of me and after cleaning her of all the cum, we walked back to where Darrell was waiting with my lilliputian erection obvious to everyone.

The rest of the week was all about Darrell and Leanne as a couplet and I was very a good deal the third cycle, and they just let me come after them around like a lost puppy. We would go out for dinner, and they made no clandestine that they were lovers and that I was her husband, always making me pay at the end of the meal. Leanne gave me no more opportunity to cum and the hornier I got the more submissive I became, by the end of the week I was ready to anything they told me and that thought just increased my willingness to keep them happy. Though I wore pantie every day, we found no other chance to cross-dress any promote as very much as I wanted too. I confessed that I had hoped to try being exposed as a pantie wearing slave, with the reassurance that we would never see anyone here again. Leanne just smirked warning that I may have wished I hadn't told her that.

On the last night, I was informed that they would go out alone as it may be the endure opportunity for them to just act as a duet without recoil from friend and family seeing them, but I wasn't to be forgotten. As we sat on the balcony and watched the sun set for the last-place clip in Mauritius before we returned home, we sat and enjoyed some pre-dinner drink.

As they begin to get gear up for their evening out, they told me I was also to get gear up. Leanne handed me a pink set that included scanty, bra both of which were lacy and matching holdup stockings. When I had shed my clothes and dresses in the sexy underclothing, I looked at myself in the mirror and though I liked what I saw you could see the clear hair on my branch and chest and the bra cup size was too turgid, but I felt a Wyrd combination of sexyiness, fearfulness of being seen and a large dose of abasement. I liked the feeling.

Before leaving me alone they told me to lay on my bed Darrell then tied my hired man and metrical unit to the bed, he had tied the restraints tightly there would be no way I could stimulate undone them myself. Satisfied that I would persist spreadeagle until they returned to release me, Leanne hoisted up her little skirt and sat on my face with her pantie-less pussy. My speak went immediately to bring on her clit and soon she was dripping into my mouth, and then rubbed her self all over my cheek so that her scent would keep me horny until they returned. When she was happy that my fiddling dick was throbbing and leaking, leaving a wet patch on the front of my panties, she got off my face and put earbuds in my ears, bull breasts in my bra and a blindfold covered my optic."Enjoy your evening my light sissy husband, I know I will !"And with that my ear were filled with the sound of a sissy hypnotism rails, instructing me on how to be a better sissy, and that I should submit to men. That I should always visualise cock whenever I was permitted to wank, and immediately drop to my knees in front of inviolable fatal men. Over and over, it repeated in my top dog, and I began to imagine Darrell's peter and those of the chemical group of black men that had abused Leanne on the beach. My dick had remained hard and leaking, and the soil language of the soundtrack only increased my horniness. As I squirmed on the bed, I could feel the stockings on my legs, and the weight of the silicone breasts on my thorax. I had no mind where they had come from, and I had no way of knowing how I looked with them in my bra but I hoped this wasn't the last time I would use them.

I don't hump how recollective I lay there but I was listening to the hypnotism cartroad for the fourth prison term and I guessed that each clip was about half an hour. I couldn't get the thought of prick from my intellect, I guess the suggestion was having an consequence, when I felt a paw on my pantie covered cock. They were back sooner than I had expected, especially seeing that it was our last Night before returning home. The bridge player slid up and down my stocking legs and another began to fondle my silicone boob, my heart began to race and my picayune dick began to jerk in my panties. I felt her weight on the bed between my wooden leg as both manpower slid up my pegleg to the top of my panties and gently pulled them down so that my cock and balls were exposed, I then felt her lingua on the nucleotide of my formal and then lick all the way up my tool. This happened several fourth dimension and I could palpate the precum dripping from my dick then stopped, my back was arching as I was close to cumming. Then I felt her rima oris enclose my end and slowly slide all the way down until all of my little tool was inside, which she must have found easy after the black cocks she had taken down her pharynx. As she reached the base, I felt a roughness on my balls, but at that moment I came, my whole body shaking as I tried to evacuate my soul through my petty dick. As I came down from my climax one of the earbuds were removed and a very male voice said"prissy cum, us sissy have to stick together don't we"and with that the earbud was replaced and I was once again assaulted by the sissy soundtrack.

My mind was in agitation, what had just happened ? Had she sucked me off in front man of a alien who had seen me dressed in garden pink intimate apparel or had I just really just cum in another man's mouth ?

I hope you enjoyed this third chapter ; I think I have at least one more than chapter in my mind, but please comment on what you would wish see materialise .