“This breakfast is great, Jaaja,” Zach declared after he had wolfed down three eggs over easy, four pieces of toast, six pieces of bacon, and six sausages, all washed down with Moet & Chandon mimosas made with fresh-squeezed oranges. “Just perfect.”
“You have quite an appetite, Mr. Zach,” Mariatu said with a smile.
“You have no idea,” Krista said, laughing.
“I think that you must eat much to be able to satisfy two such women,” Mariatu said.
“Life is good,” Zach conceded, smiling.
They went down to the beach after breakfast and Zach settled down in the sand to watch Krista and Susan. To his right were two older, heavier women, their feet pointing at him, two of the beachboys between their legs. He could see their big ebony cocks sliding in and out of their pussies. When they finished, Zach could see cum oozing from their pussies before two more beachboys took their turn, the women waving off a three-peat after the second round, their pussies gaping open, their inner lips wrinkled with cum oozing out from between them.
“Why do you watch us when your women are there to watch?” the one closest to him asked in a thick Russian accent as she pushed up onto her elbows, her big pendulous breasts hanging down on her chest.
“I’ve seen them, many times,” Zach replied easily. “I found it interesting to watch you. You seemed to be enjoying yourselves.”
“Da, big black cocks like these we do not see in Russia,” she said, smiling and revealing a mass of teeth all seeming to be pointing in a different direction. “But you are a nice-looking man. Why do you have nobody to enjoy? Maybe I could give you some relief.”
“Why would you want me when you can have these?” Zach asked, waving his hand in an arc to encompass the beach.
“Da, they are big, very big, but you are a nice-looking young man,” she replied, smiling her crooked smile. “I would not mind. I have never had an American.”
“You know,” Zach replied, smiling to himself at the reaction he’d get from Krista, and Susan, “that’s very thoughtful of you. You’re sure that you wouldn’t mind?”
“Nyet, nyet,” she replied, her smile broadening even further as she spread her fat thighs as far apart as possible. “They made a bit of a mess, though,” she said.
“That’s not a problem,” Zach said, pushing his baggies off and crawling over between the Russian woman’s legs, her friend staring in open-mouthed shock.
“Bozhe moy, bozhe moy,” she cried out when Zach fastened his mouth on her gooey, cum-filled pussy and began to loudly slurp on her, eating the cum cocktail filling her until he rose up some five minutes later and fed his cock into her.
Because she had just been fucked by two of the beachboys, her pussy was well loosened up and Zach was able to fuck her for a good ten minutes before he felt himself ready to cum.
“I’m ready to cum,” he told her. “Will you suck my cock?”
“Da, da,” the old woman gasped, struggling to sit up when Zach pulled his cock from her pussy, then kneeling, stuck it into her open mouth and let go, cum spewing into her mouth. He could hear her choking and gagging as her throat convulsed and she gulped down a mouthful, then returned to sucking on his cock until she had sucked him dry. “You are really crazy American,” she gasped, licking her lips and swallowing. “What, you are still hard!? Bozhe moy!”
“What does that mean, bozhe moy?” Zach asked.
“Russian for oh, my god,” the woman replied, laughing. “You want my friend, too, crazy American?” she asked.
“Why not?” Zach replied, laughing as he dove between her friend’s thick legs, finding an equally gooey, cum-filled pussy with fat, thick lips and a smaller clit.
It took him barely a minute before he had her gasping and writhing on her beach towel, her pussy bathing his face with spicy juices before he moved up and slammed his cock into her. He fucked her for almost 15 minutes before he felt capable of cumming, pulling his cock from her pussy and fisting it as she struggled to sit up, gasping as he stuck it into her mouth and began to cum, surprised by how efficiently she siphoned his cock, obviously much more experienced than her friend.
“I could not believe that you were fucking those women,” Krista said as they made their way back up to the villa when all was said and done. “Whatever induced you to do that?” she asked.
“She asked me to,” Zach replied. “It’s not like I had anything better to do other than watching the two of you, which is very entertaining.”
“What was it like?” Krista asked.
“Pussy, very wet pussy full of cum,” Zach replied, smiling. “It was actually fun, to just randomly fuck two old women on the beach like that. They got a real kick out of it and I got my rocks off.”
“I’m sure that they did,” Krista said.
“The boys were talking about it while they fucked me,” Susan said. “They thought that it was funny, but they were also impressed with your cock. They said that they didn’t realize that white men had big cocks, too.”
“As long as they’re not pissed off or anything,” Zach said. “I wouldn’t want them to think that I was horning in on their territory or anything.”
“My pussy could use a nice tongue,” Susan said, taking Zach by the arm as they approached the villa.
“And my tongue can always use a pussy, especially a sweet pussy like yours,” Zach said with a laugh.
“I just love the taste of strange pussy on your cock,” Krista said when they were upstairs in the bed, Susan sitting on Zach’s face.