Cathy's Black Adventures in Paradise
By Moozer
By Moozer
Catherine Ann Watson was bored. It had been five days since her mother had said goodbye to her at the Kingston airport.
“I want you to stay here, Cathy Ann. New Orleans won’t be a pleasant place for you. That terrible old hurricane Katrina really tore up the town,” her mother said. Mrs. Norma Watson boarded the plane and flew out, leaving 20-year-old Cathy Ann all alone in a Jamaican hotel. The year was 2005.
The first four days were a bore. She awoke at 10 a.m. She fixed her makeup, put on a bikini with tiny clingy thin cotton, form-fitting dress over it. She ate brunch in the hotel dining room. Then she spent the afternoon on the beach. By sundown, she went back to her room and showered. She would dress and walk around the hotel. On the second day, she tried to enter a club. She was 20. The maitre d’ looked at her. He almost let her in, but he guessed that she was 18. “No. I’m sorry,” he said. She listened to the laughter and music for awhile. She could see young women dancing with young Jamaicans. She wanted to go in so bad. Jamaica was boring, she thought.
On the fifth night she decided to try to get into the club again. “Sorry, miss,” the maitre d’ said again.
As Cathy Ann turned away, a young Jamaican approached her. “Sorry for eavesdropping,” he said. “I have seen you around, and I think I can help you,” he said smiling.
Cathy Ann looked at the black man. He was about 6-foot-3, 218 pounds and was buff. He had dreadlocks and a nice warm smile.
“I’m bored,” she said. Cathy was blonde, wide, blue-eyes, 5-foot, one-inch, 105 pounds. She was 32E-20-35. She wore size 4 clothing. She had a nice smooth complexion, and full pouty lips that made a sexy cupid’s bow on the top and a pout on the bottom. They were beautifully augmented with collagen. She had three studs in her tongue and three rings in her lips, two on the bottom and one on top. She was blessed with a pert nose. Her natural blonde hair fell half way down her back. Her legs were long and slender. Her thighs were long and slender as well. Her shoulders were beautiful and slender. Her right shoulder was covered with beautiful skin illustrations.
She had been able to get into clubs in the states. She had the body-style that clubs wanted as customers.
“Go to another hotel,” he said. “It’s that simple. They know you here. You can get in at the next hotel down the beach,” he said.
“Where is this? I have not been out of this hotel,” Cathy said.
“I could show you,” he said. “Let me introduce myself. My name is Juan. I work as a bartender on the island. I saw you on the beach earlier,” he explained.
“Sure,” she said. “I glad to meet you. My name is Catherine Ann. Call me Cathy,” she said smiling. She was beginning to feel comfortable with Juan. She always felt comfortable around black men. The two walked down the beach. They made small talk at first. Then it turned into sexual suggestive banter. They walk until the hotel was fading away in the distance. The turned the corner and another hotel appeared.
They walked up to a patio and ordered drinks. No problem. The bartender produced two drinks.
At first, they stood at the bar and drank. Then cool liquid felt so good going down her throat. They continued to chat about why she was alone and what she liked to do. She confessed to Juan that she dated black men exclusively and had been for a very long time. Without noticing she had downed three drinks and was really feeling buzzed.
He took her hand and led her to the dance floor. The music was techno and some reggae. The floor with filled with mostly nude and partially bodies. Cathy noticed that the men were mostly black and very well-hung. Some cocks were semi-erect and some were invitingly, suggestively fully erect. The women were all white with gorgeous bodies like hers. Juan showed her some sexy moves that took her down low. She had to spread her legs and hike her skirt to get down. Then he extended her leg and let her straddle his leg and dry hump him.
She felt hands on her body. Someone bent her over and began to dry hump her soft, round butt. Her sexy tits dangled down and swung too and fro. Her eyes were looking directly at Juan’s crotch. Cathy noticed he had what looked like a log in his pants. She grabbed his cock and stroked it.
Someone grabbed her and spun her around, and they started dancing. She was buzzed now and let herself go. She heard someone whisper, “Take your top off, white girl.” Without hesitating she removed her top. Her beautifully tattooed tits swung free and bounced up and down with the music. Hands squeezed them as she laughed and dance. A hand rolled her pierced nipple between the finger and thumb. She swooned. A mouth sucked them, leaving them wet, hard, and dripping.
Someone gave her another drink, which she downed quickly. Someone held some white powder to her nostril. She sniffed it in. A black man put his arms around her, leaned her backward, and kissed her. His tongue snaked in her mouth. She accepted it. They played tongues for a while. She felt hands reach in her bikini bottom and a finger push into her cunt.
“Oh!” she moaned. Her bikini bottom disappeared somewhere. She was bent over and a large cock entered her cunt. It pressed deep in her body.
“Oh! That’s feels so good!” she moaned. She felt good. It was a feeling she had felt many times before. She wanted it to stay in her. The dick pushed in, pulled out, and pushed back in of her tight, wet cunt. Instinctively, she made her cunt walls squeeze it. She had a natural squeeze in her cunt. In and out, it moved. Her pussy was super wet. She was having the time of her life!
She saw a bare cock before her face. She wrapped her hands around it and started jerking it off. Someone pressed his hand to the back of her head. She opened her mouth and took it in. She let her tongue studs ride below his dick shaft. Her studs followed his long shaft up to his just below his cock head. Dicks were fucking her pussy and face now. In and out of her body, they went. She was enjoying it. It was beyond belief! Suddenly, the dick in her mouth exploded. Cum filled her mouth. She swallowed three times, but her swallowing was not fast enough. Cum dribbled down her chin and onto her swollen tits. Before she could clean up, she felt cum squirt inside her cunt.
“Oh! That feels so good,” she gave little thought that she was bareback and unprotected. Cathy had let a black men knock her up. She loved the experience.
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