Scuba Honeymoon

My wife and I went on honeymoon to a nice island in the Caribbean.  I had just turned 20 and Debby was still 19.  She was absolutely beautiful, with long red hair, large D cup breasts, and a tight ass.  Our flight down was delayed, so we didn’t get into the hotel room until nearly 3 am, and that was after our 9 am marriage ceremony.  We were both so tired that we just fell into bed and went right to sleep.

The following morning we got up and headed down to the beach.  I didn’t think anything strange about our lack of sexual contact, we had two weeks of honeymoon and we were both still quite tired.  We staked out a nice spot on the beach, with a great view of the bay, and relaxed in the sun.

Apparently the little strip of beach we were on was owned by the hotel, which catered to European guests, and as such nude sunbathing was allowed.  There were only a few people on the beach naked or topless, but my wife decided to join them by removing her top.  My dick got hard in my trunks as I enjoyed the view and I noticed other men on the beach glancing my wife’s way.

At the end of our first hour on the beach we were approached by a black man who was obviously local.  He was completely naked and well built, his skin was darkened evenly all over implying he wandered around naked a lot, and he carried himself with a confidence at odds with being exposed to strangers.  Stopping right in front of us he asked, “Would you like to go scuba diving?”

It seemed like an interesting proposition, but not with a strange, naked man, so I answered, “No thanks.”

Debby shot back, “Oh come on, that sounds like fun.”

I was so tired I was having trouble staying awake on the beach, so I couldn’t imagine putting in the effort to scuba dive.  "My boat is right there", the man said pointing to a boat anchored about forty meters from the shore.  "We can go there, and I can show you how to scuba.“

Unable to help myself, I noticed that this dick waggled back and forth as he moved and pointed.  It was long and thick, and mesmerizing as it swayed.  My wife was watching it also.  "I don’t think so”, I answered again, “I’d like to just relax.”

“Well I want to go”, Debby said standing up.

“Ah, yes”, the strange man replied in his odd accent, “This is good, come I will show you.”

My wife turned and looked at me, “Are you sure you’re not coming?”

Though I didn’t want to go, I disliked the idea of leaving my wife with some stranger.  So I gave an excuse to buy me some time and her some safety, “I’ll take our stuff back to the room and then come meet you on the boat.”

“Ah, yes.  This is okay”, the man said smiling.

So as I got up and started gathering our things to return to the hotel room, my wife walked down to the water’s edge with this strange, black man.  I had my hands full of stuff as I watched them slip into the water.  It was obvious they were joking and laughing, and then something unexpected happened.

This strange man picked my wife up off her feet, holding her sideways in his arms, with almost no effort.  Debby threw her arms around his neck for support, and smiled looking back at me.  That was when I realized she wasn’t wearing a top, just her bikini bottom.  Her bare tits were firmly pressed against his dark chest.

He carried her out into the water until they had to swim to his boat before reaching the diving deck.  Knowing where my wife was I felt safe to return to the hotel room with our belongings.  When I dropped all the stuff off in the hotel room I felt overwhelmed with fatigue.  More than anything I wanted to lay down and take a nap, but I feared for my wife’s safety.  Reluctantly I decided to head back out to the beach and make sure she was alright.

It took me almost half an hour to walk to the hotel from the beach and back.  Once back on the beach I spotted his boat, in the same location, and started the slow trek through the water to it.  As I pulled myself up from the water and onto his diving deck I started to wonder whether they were already diving.

Sure enough a quick look around confirmed that the boat was empty, a couple of scuba tanks were obviously missing, so I figured they would be beneath the water.  Problem was, I had no idea how to scuba dive myself, so I couldn’t go down there to confirm.  I leaned over the side of the boat and looked down into the water, but didn’t see anyone there.

Then I thought to look off the front of the boat, and though it was difficult to be sure I thought I saw a couple of shapes under the water, a short distance off the front of the boat.  One of the shapes was rather dark and the other was rather pale.  'That has to be them’, I thought.

Content that it was my wife and the strange man diving I sat down on the boat to wait for them.  A half hour went by and they didn’t come up, in fact it didn’t look like they’d moved when I glanced back over the front again.  Every few minutes I’d checked, but they were always right there next to each other.

I gave up again and went back to the beach.  Sitting in the shade of a hotel umbrella was quite relaxing, I almost fell asleep, but I was able to see when my wife and the strange man climbed out of the water back onto the boat.  Neither had put on any more clothes.

‘Finally’, I thought as I got up from the chair and started the journey back to the boat.  It took me quite a while to swim back through the water to the boat.  I got a hold on the diving deck, and pulled myself aboard.  The boat wasn’t moving very fast, but it was moving out of the bay and toward the ocean.

'Lucky I got here before it got too far out’, I thought.  Heading toward the front of the boat, I wanted to talk to the man and see where he was taking the boat, and my wife, without me.  There at the helm was the black man, Debby was on her knees sucking his cock.  One of her hands was working his shaft in time with her mouth, the other hand had pushed her bikini bottom aside and was rubbing her clit.

“What the fuck?”, I froze in place at the sight.

My wife jumped up in shock.  "Oh god", she exclaimed as she ran past me into the cabin.

The black stranger turned, his dick still half hard, “You must understand.  We were under water, one thing lead to another, and it just continued from there”, he explained.

“What the fuck?”, anger seethed from me.

“Here”, his accent again, “I show you.”  He turned a small television on, it showed an underwater view beneath the boat.  Then he pushed a couple more buttons and it started playing a tape, obviously from earlier because the sea floor wasn’t rolling by.  A moment later my wife and the man swam into view, dressed the same, wearing the scuba gear.  He fast forwarded through the minutes of them looking about, and I noticed their bodies rubbing against each other.

Then he slowed it down to normal speed and I watched incredulously as he put his hands around my wife’s waist and pulled her to him.  Now with their bodies folded into each other he grabbed two handfuls of her tits and started kneading them.  Instead of pushing him away or fleeing my wife instead pushed back against him, grabbed his dick with one hand, and started jerking him off.

They fondled each other for a bit before one of his hands slipped down inside her bikini bottoms, which Debby didn’t resist at all.  After another minute it was obvious his dick was fully hard and he pushed my wife forward a bit, bending her at the waist.  Debby reached back and pulled her bikini bottoms aside as he guided his long, dark dick into her.  Incredulously I watched as they started fucking, right there under water, beneath the boat.

It was a perfect view from the underwater camera from the boat, he must have planned it and positioned things purposefully.  I recognized the position from my earlier visit, when I’d seen their shapes near each other through the water.  What I had mistaken for playful inspection of the ocean floor was actually raunchy adultery!  Just married, and this stranger had fucked my wife before I had.

“So you see”, the stranger said.

“Fuck no!”, I yelled still angry.  "Turn this boat around, I’m going back to the hotel.“

"I cannot”, he replied.  Turning on him I was going to give him an earful, but he explained, “We are too far out now”, he pointed toward the now distant bay as the boat kept slipping farther away from shore.  "The water will be too shallow this time of day to get back into the bay.“

"Take me back to shore!”, I screamed.

“I cannot”, he shrugged completely calm with his stupid accent, “There is no where to drop you off that we have gas to go.  We must wait for the tide.  Just a few hours”.  He turned away from the controls as if that were the last of the conversation.  Taking the key with him he disappeared into the cabin and said, “Sit and look at the ocean, relax.”

The boat wasn’t very big and I could hear them talking through the cabin door, though it was too muffled for me to make out the words.  After a minute the talking stopped and everything got quite except for the sounds of the water against the boat.  Minutes later and I could hear commotion coming from the cabin.  Then I heard banging noises and moaning.

Fearing what was happening I walked over and opened the door to the cabin.  Sure enough, my wife was on her back with the black stranger atop her, his large black dick stretching out her pussy as he pounded her.  Their fucking was so vigorous they were flailing back and forth on the bed, my wife’s legs swaying in the air above his back knocking into things.  They were both moaning loudly.

“What the fuck?!”, I yelled.

Slowing without stopping my wife looked at me around the stranger’s body and she said, “We’re going to be out here for a few hours and I’m not done getting fucked.  I mean look at this size of his dick”, a moan interrupted her, “If you’re going to watch, be quiet.  If not, go away.”  With that she hooked her ankles over his shoulders and resumed fucking him at full speed.

For a minute all I could do was watch in mesmerized horror.  Her bikini bottoms were hanging from one ankle, swaying back and forth every time his massive cock penetrated her.  When she had an orgasm she cussed like I’d never heard, “Oh yes.  Fuck my pussy!  Fill up my cunt!  Give me that dark dick!”, before losing herself in screams of pleasure.

I closed the door and went to the far end of the boat in a vain attempt to escape the noise.  It didn’t matter where on the boat I went, I could hear my wife’s constant moans of pleasure, the screams and cussing that accompanied her orgasms.  For what seemed like forever the only reprieve I received from the noises were when they changed positions.

After hours the cabin door opened and the black stranger went to the helm, checked some things, drank a bottle of water, smiled at me, then went back into the cabin.  As he entered I heard my wife say, “No, leave the door open.”

“The breeze?”, the stranger asked.

“Yes”, Debby replied.

“We can just out here”, he smiled.  My wife emerged from the cabin, still naked, dripping with sweat.  The air made her nipples hard and her skin shimmer.  He sat in the captain’s chair and started steering us back toward the shore.  Debby got on her knees in front of him and sucked his cock.  When he was hard again she sat on his lap, fucking herself on his huge dick while rubbing her tits in her face.

As we got closer to shore I was more certain that the noises she was making were reaching the shore and people would know what was happening.  Finally he brought the boat to a stop in the bay and my wife yelled out one final orgasm, “Yes!  Give me more of your black seed!”  Sure enough he emptied himself inside her, I could see his dick throb as his hips shot up so he was deep inside my wife.

I got off the boat into the water and headed for shore.  My wife followed behind me, but not before the strange, black man said, “You come scuba tomorrow, we do it again.”  When we reached the shore my wife was still naked.  Many people on the beach were looking at us and some of them were smiling and laughing knowingly.  The rest of the honeymoon I spent angry and my wife spent sunbathing nude, scuba diving, and taking boat tours with local guides.