“Can you tell by the taste how old she was or how fat?” Zach asked from beneath Susan. “I couldn’t either and she tasted great.”
“Okay, I get it,” Krista said, licking the head of his cock.
“God, my pussy is so sore from Ajuma’s cock,” Susan said when she traded places with Krista, straddling Zach’s hips and reaching beneath herself for his cock, guiding it to her rosebud and wriggling her way down onto it with a sigh. “I don’t know if I can much more of it.”
“I don’t know that I even want to,” Krista sighed as she felt Zach’s tongue in her wet, sloppy pussy as she sat on his face. “I’m thinking of asking him to fuck me in the ass instead. I’ve always found it easier to handle big cocks in my ass than my pussy.”
“Binta said that Ajuma is a freak and that the local women look at him as something to try now and then, not as a steady diet,” Zach said when Krista finally dismounted his face and he pushed up onto his elbows to watch Susan’s ass sliding up and down on his cock, her pussy gaping open above it, her long inner lips hanging down and petaled apart, her big, glistening clit bulging.
“I’ve never really had big cocks except now and then,” Krista said. “I’ve never had access to one for long enough to realize that they’re not necessarily what I want on a day to day basis.”
“What are you going to do?” Zach asked as he felt the pressure in his balls building.
“Well, I can’t and won’t have sex be unpleasant for me, so I’m going to have to say something,” Susan said, feeling Zach’s excitement building. “But it’s not a pleasant thought to say such a thing to a man, especially not such a sweet, considerate one as Ajuma.”
“He’s probably heard it before,” Zach said, groaning as his balls let loose and he began pumping cum up into Susan’s ass.
Going down for lunch after showering, the smells coming from the kitchen made their mouths water.
“These are from the River Gambia,” Jaaja said as she placed large platters with a dozen oysters on the half shell on crushed ice in front of each of them. “We believe that they give power to a man’s cock.”
“Am I suddenly lacking in power?” Zach asked as Susan and Krista laughed along with Mariatu, who was opening a bottle of white wine, and Jaaja.
“We just want to make sure that you do not lack for power,” Jaaja replied, smiling.
“What is this?” Susan asked when the oysters were finished and the platters cleared, replaced by bowls of fragrant food.
“This is jollof rice, known as benachin in the Wolof language. It is made with rice, onion, tomato, and red pepper and seasoned with nutmeg, ginger root, and cumin. Normally is also has Scotch bonnet peppers and chili peppers, but I left them out so that you’d better enjoy it. It is normally a very spicy dish, even by our standards,” Jaaja explained. “Chili peppers also give a man power, but with the oysters…”
“Okay, I get it,” Zach laughed. “I cannot believe that my manhood is being challenged.”
“In the land of the gigantic cocks, even a stud like you is suspect,” Krista laughed.
After lunch, they opted to lounge around the pool, dipping into the water to cool off as the hot sun baked them, ignoring the looks that some of the other guests gave them because they were all naked.
“I guess we should go down to the beach,” Krista finally said as the afternoon began to wane.
“You need to deal with it one way or the other, I think,” Zach said. “This is ridiculous that you’re afraid to go down there because one guy has a monster cock. Are you going to hide for the next two weeks?”
“Zach’s right,” Susan said, getting to her feet and wrapping her towel around herself. “I’ll say something and you can agree with me, that way you don’t have to feel embarrassed. I’m far past embarrassment at this point in my life. And besides, I would like to have some of the other boys who aren’t hung quite so heavily.”
Zach was grinning as he followed them down to the beach, very curious to see how this went. Ajuma and his friends were waiting, of course, big smiles on their faces when they saw Krista and Susan.
“Hello, Susan,” Ajuma greeted them. “Hello, Krista.”
“Hello, Ajuma,” Susan said, smiling as she released her towel and laid it down on the sand. “Ajuma, your cock, it is magnificent,” she said, reaching out and wrapping a hand around it and lifting it, squeezing it. But it’s too big for my pussy. I am a small woman and it is just too uncomfortable. Do you think that you could fuck me in the ass instead, let the other boys have my pussy?”
“Of course,” Ajuma said, his chin up. “Many women have said the same. They see my cock and want it, until they get it, then it is too big. It also makes it difficult for me to find a good wife.”
“When you do find the right woman, Ajuma,” Susan said, sinking to her knees and licking the head of his huge cock, “you will have the finest of marriages, I am sure. The woman who can and wants a man with such a cock will live in ecstasy.”
“Me, too, Ajuma,” Krista said. “Maybe every few days or something, but it is just too big, though I’d love to feel it in my ass, at least once. Who knows, maybe that will be easier for me.”
Zach stretched out in the sand on his side, watching as Ajuma carefully and slowly worked his huge cock into Susan’s ass while the other boys attacked Krista, filling her pussy and mouth with their cocks while Susan gasped, looking like a skewered fish on the end of Ajuma’s big ebony cock as he sawed it in and out of her ass, another of the boys sitting down in front of her so that she could suck his cock.
“Hello, crazy American,” Zach heard and looked up to see the Russian woman from earlier looking down at him, her big breasts swaying on her chest, almost reaching her big stomach, while her pussy gaped open, her thick inner lips visible.
“Hello,” Zach replied, smiling.
“You will eat my pussy, fuck me some more?” she asked. “Some of my friends, too? They are all eager to have the crazy American.”
“That sounds like fun,” Zach said, glancing over to see Susan and Krista totally occupied, in every sense of the word, then getting to his feet and following the woman over to a group of five other women who each had one of the beachboys between their legs.
She sank down onto her towel, taking Zach with him, spreading her fat thighs apart, her feet flat on the towel, her eyes wide as she leaned on her elbows and watched his tongue slide into her pussy, then his mouth fasten onto it.
“Bozhe moy!” she gasped as her juices flooded his mouth and tongue, thick viscous juices.
After eating her to several orgasms, Zach moved up and filled her pussy with his cock, seeing the beachboys around him grinning and nodding to him as they all fucked the women beneath them. When Zach came, filling her mouth with his seed, he moved to the woman next to him who had just been fucked, laying on her back and holding her knees to her chest, her pussy spread open, her hole gaping and oozing cum.