January 6, 2025 • 14 mins
What do you do when a married blonde stops you beside a resort swimming, right where others are watching, grabs your crotch, and tells you that she's horny and wants to fuck. She lets you know her husband is around, and even he agrees that she do whatever she wants.
Do you tell her no, then push her aside, and continue about your business, or since you're an employee of the resort, and known to cater to horny women's needs, take her hand and tell her to lead the way to her hotel suite?
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Do you tell her no, then push her aside, and continue about your business, or since you're an employee of the resort, and known to cater to horny women's needs, take her hand and tell her to lead the way to her hotel suite?
Welcome to the first episode of Season 7 of my podcast. Leave a comment and don't forget to follow me in various media outlets below:
Website: https://www.damiendsoul.com
Medium: https://medium.com/ir-cuckold-avenue
Substack: https://damiendsoul.substack.com/
Blog: https://shangos-news.ghost.io/
Twitter: https://x.com/DsoulDamien
Blue Sky: https://bsky.app/profile/damiendsoul.bsky.social
Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/shango-s-zone--3005964/support.
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Speaker 1 (00:00):
The woman came out of nowhere and blocked my path.
I nearly bumped into her as my mind was elsewhere,
a buzz with stuff I had to accomplish for the day.
She looked at me intently, like she deliberately demanded my attention.
I was about to say, excuse me, miss, but then
she grabbed my crotch, which stopped whatever I intended to
(00:21):
say from leaving my mouth. I was startled, and we
were outside by the hotel swimming pool when this happened.
What the My name's Megan, she smiled. I've heard some
things about you. You're what I've been looking for since
we got here. We my husband and I. She gestured
(00:43):
to her left. My eyes followed where she indicated a
man relaxing on a lounge chair near the pool side
under a large umbrella. He wore swimming trunks and sunglasses
and was sipping a cocktail drink. He smiled back and
lifted his cocktail glass at us, And then I returned
to the woman, who didn't seem to care that several
onlookers were observing us, observing her audacious attitude. She could
(01:08):
have been a Karen figure for all I knew, except
She was ashblonde and pretty looking, possibly in her early thirties.
I later learned she was twenty seven, a year younger
than her husband, and they had traveled here to this
island paradise to enjoy their fifth anniversary. But still, this
act of hers was akin to harassment. Were she a man,
(01:28):
I would have acted out accordingly, as if threatened. I
decided instead to play cool as her loosened her grip
and touched my shoulder as if we were lifelong friends.
The crowd of onlookers were starting to switch their gaze,
attending to whatever business was at hand, but several kept
glancing furtively in our direction, and I noticed they were
women Caucasian. Some were supple and athletic, others voluptuous to
(01:54):
unequal sized mamas, all horning and salivating over the same
thing that's caught this American blonde's attraction. Me. I hear,
you're the right man who plenty of women have been
gawking over, said the woman named Megan. She flicked her
tongue at me to indicate what she meant. I've asked
around and that's what I got. Told listen, I've got
(02:17):
this incredible itch, and I'd like you to help me
get rid of it. That's nice to hear, but wouldn't
your husband get upset seeing us together? He wouldn't mind,
she answered, He's the one who told me about you,
and I watched you last night walk away with some
frumpy looking bitch. I'd like you to know I'm nothing
(02:39):
like that, and whatever it was that she gave you,
I sure wouldn't mind doubling it. She was right about
the frumpy bitch from last night, a German granting in
her sixties who'd made it her lifelong dream to see
what aromatic, erotic, and medicinal value an African black cock
would do to her. The bitch had fought for my time.
(03:00):
As when you can't fight them off, the least you
can do in my situation is succumb to temptation and
give the ladies what they desire the most. I've got
the magic stick, and I know how to wield mine.
Many of these horny bitches craved my magic stick. Likewise,
some of their men do too. I'm sagacious enough to
stay clear of those. It took less than a minute
(03:23):
for me to switch character, quit being innocent like and
attend to the business at hand. This horny American bitch
wanted some African sized dick, something her husband couldn't afford,
regardless if he had the money, and as I had
what she wanted, hence why she stopped me to ward
off any other competition coming after me. Clever, what floor
(03:44):
are you staying? I asked, I can come by later
in the day. There are some things I'm hurrying over
to get done. I don't care, she said, I want
you now. Later won't suffice. Let's go. She took my
hand and pulled me around to follow her. I made
(04:06):
a quick glance at her husband, but his attention was elsewhere,
like he didn't want to be bothered about whatever fun
his wife and I were soon to enjoy. Several women
watched as Megan and I left the scene. The look
I observed on several faces was that they knew what
we were going to do, and perhaps they would have
longed to follow to see for themselves. I was part
(04:27):
of the hotel staff, coordinating various tourism activities like organizing parties, jamborees,
and whatever appropriate social events to keep the guests happy
and comfortable with their stay. That was my official job. Unofficially,
I did my best to service whichever horny wives are
lonely single women who desired a taste of my dick,
(04:49):
my ten inch circumcised African dick. The women always went
crazy upon seeing what I was packing. My dick made
their husbands green with envy. You were compelled to sit
back and watch to see what my wrath could do
to their women once I got to stretching their vaginas
in tight anus. Megan had her key, unlocked her door
(05:10):
and invited me into her suite. It was an executive suite,
the best sweet in the hotel establishment. She discarded her
handbag and started undressing. As we approached the bedroom, she
turned around let her dress slip from her torso to
reveal her gorgeous pair of fake tits, beaming a wide
smile as if she wanted me to take pride in
(05:31):
her two cupcakes. Nothing looks awful on a woman than
a pair of silicone tits. Whatever made them think they
look beautiful with those? I watched her work her dress
to her waist and wiggled down her knees before kicking
it along with her panties. Aside, aren't you going to
get out of yours? She asked me quizzically, like I
(05:52):
didn't know what this encounter was about, or would you
want a hand. I wouldn't mind, I said. I undid
my belt buckle, but the American woman was fast to
drop before my knees and assist me to one zip
my fly. Her eyes and mouth flew open when my
cock fell out of my pants, giving me the right
(06:12):
response I expected. Oh my, my, my, she gasped as
she cradled my dick in her hands. She held it
like it were a porcelain object. She was afraid to drop.
My prick, nudged in her hand, jeered for the mission
at hand. Oh fuck me, those ladies weren't lying when
they talked about you. She muttered. You're fucking big, bigger
(06:36):
than your husband, I teased. She swept her hair from
her face and laughed, My husband is peanuts compared to you, sir.
Oh my, I can't wait. She kissed the tip of
my prick, then inched her mouth further to take in
the rest of me. My pants fell from her grasp,
(06:57):
and she stopped to marvel at my hanging pair of nuts.
She cradled them like she had done with my prick.
Oh God, your balls are huge too, she exclaimed. I'll
bet you've emptied your balls all morning on some other
white bitches. Right, Actually, you're my first for today. Go ahead,
(07:19):
get me hard, she smiled and resumed her work. It
thrills me to know how much white women find black
dicks irresistible. They craveed like someone seeking a glass of
water out in the desert. They would move mountains to
have it, even if their husbands try to stop them.
And knowing there is a black cock around that's ravaging
(07:42):
white pussies around is all it takes to throw them
into an excited frenzy. They cannot wait to sample the
black dick to see if really there is truth in
what they hear. I loved what the American woman was
doing to me, but I had to stop her or
risk blowing my wad too soon. It seemed to get
the point, so I lifted her into my arms and
(08:03):
carried her towards the bed. I lay her down before
climbing onto the king sized bed. The bitch spread her
legs wide apart, expecting the dick, but I needed to
ensure her pussy tasted good first. I lay face down
and began eating her pussy. Her crotch was neatly shaved.
She had a Queen of Spades tattoo a few inches
(08:25):
above her vagina. I always love a neat looking pussy,
especially one that smells good too, like it just stepped
out of a shower. Hers made up for the atrocious
sight that wore her plastic tits. The horny bitch knew
I was about to eat her, and she was eager
for it. I ate her pussy like it wore a
sliced piece of watermelon. Megan bucked and squirmed and whimpered
(08:49):
like she wanted to fight me off. I had to
apply my arms to force her to stay still while
I did my work. She knew what my game plan was.
My tongue and lips were taking her where she wanted
to be. I turned her over to lie on her
face and pulled her but cheeks towards me. I kept
pillaging her pussy, making her squirt uncontrollably into my face,
(09:13):
until it felt time for me to give her what
she wanted. I beat my dick against her vagina, opening.
This made her squirt some more. In anticipation of what
was coming, she wiggled her but towards me. Impatient with
my teas, I edged forward and inserted my penis tip
into her khunt. I grunted as I pushed forward, and
(09:34):
she gave me a guttural squeal of approval. Oh gosh, yes,
she gasped, Go ahead, give it to me. I adjusted
my stance to get on my knees while grabbing hold
of her hips, then her waist, and injected myself further.
Megan groaned and thrust her but at me, wanting more.
(09:56):
I gave her all the powerful thrusts I could summon,
jerking my hair, lips, and pelvis harder and faster. My
cock was soon swimming inside her cut like a knife
sliding into a slab of butter. My cock slipped out
of her cunts several times, which then forced me to
change places. The American bitch wanted to be on top,
(10:16):
so I took her place and managed her stance as
she straddled me. She lowered her frame upon my pelvis,
letting my prick and pale her flesh, and instantaneously began
working her body. She ground and jerked forward, gasping and
howling like she was on fire. Every inch of her
body rocked aside from her tits. Her tits resembled two
(10:39):
missile cones, with the nipples sticking forward like pencils. I
caressed her thighs and grabbed hold of her waist as
I thrust upwards to match her pace. We were fucking
like two hounds out of hell. The bitch liked it rough,
exactly how I liked mine too. Her pussy got me
groaning in response to her moans. It felt as if
(11:01):
she was gripping me tighter and tighter, like a vice
that wanted to rip my dick from my body. We
rolled across the bed like wrestlers, trying to find each
other's weak spots. I barely knew when her husband entered
the room. He maintained his silence and distance, jerking his
wiener while watching me bang the shit out of his woman.
(11:22):
He looked to me like he couldn't wait for me
to climax so he could mop her pussy. I recognized
the look most husbands do enjoy that they don't mind
cleaning my cock too. Afterwards, Megan talked wild and dirty
to me, urging me to fuck her harder, demanding I
make her come. She already sneaked one on me, like
she thought I wouldn't know. I laid over her and
(11:45):
slid my hands under her, but as I machine gunned
her pussy while she grabbed my butt and worked her
hips under me. We remain like that, clashing and ruining
the sheets up until I let myself go. Wow, what
a show, the bitch's husband exclaimed when I eventually rolled
off her, gasping like I'd finished a marathon run. Looks
(12:06):
like you've met your match, Megan, honey, Like I expected,
he came onto the bed and got to do his
clean up duty. I went into their bathroom to clean myself.
They were sitting on the bed when I stepped out,
feeling warm and refreshed. Megan thanked me for a wonderful
time and hoped to make my acquaintance again. I wore
(12:28):
my clothes and her husband escorted me into the living room.
What's your going rate, he asked. I usually don't charge anyone,
I said, but if you'd like to make a friendly donation,
I've got cash app. I gave him my details and
he promised to send me something later. Megan would really
(12:50):
like to get in touch with you again, he said.
I stopped at the door. Would that be all? Right
with you. You've got my nun. Give me a call
later and I'll make out time. I shook his hand
and said goodbye before letting myself out of his suite.
I strolled towards the elevator and pressed the button. Seconds later,
(13:15):
the doors opened, depositing a cute blonde in a swimsuit.
The woman winked at me, then grabbed my crotch. I've
got some issues in my bedroom. I'd like you to
look into, sir. She could care to follow me please,
Like a lamb led to the slaughterhouse, I did so
while the elevator doors returned to the ground floor. Welcome
(13:37):
to the seventh season of my ongoing Shango's Zone podcast.
Listen to this episode and other wild erotic cuckle tales
on Spreaker, Apple podcast Sportify, and elsewhere. Once again, don't
forget to visit my website damiendisoul dot com to check
out my books blog and also to participate in my forum.
(13:59):
Take good care of yourself and welcome to twenty twenty
five
The woman came out of nowhere and blocked my path.
I nearly bumped into her as my mind was elsewhere,
a buzz with stuff I had to accomplish for the day.
She looked at me intently, like she deliberately demanded my attention.
I was about to say, excuse me, miss, but then
she grabbed my crotch, which stopped whatever I intended to
(00:21):
say from leaving my mouth. I was startled, and we
were outside by the hotel swimming pool when this happened.
What the My name's Megan, she smiled. I've heard some
things about you. You're what I've been looking for since
we got here. We my husband and I. She gestured
(00:43):
to her left. My eyes followed where she indicated a
man relaxing on a lounge chair near the pool side
under a large umbrella. He wore swimming trunks and sunglasses
and was sipping a cocktail drink. He smiled back and
lifted his cocktail glass at us, And then I returned
to the woman, who didn't seem to care that several
onlookers were observing us, observing her audacious attitude. She could
(01:08):
have been a Karen figure for all I knew, except
She was ashblonde and pretty looking, possibly in her early thirties.
I later learned she was twenty seven, a year younger
than her husband, and they had traveled here to this
island paradise to enjoy their fifth anniversary. But still, this
act of hers was akin to harassment. Were she a man,
(01:28):
I would have acted out accordingly, as if threatened. I
decided instead to play cool as her loosened her grip
and touched my shoulder as if we were lifelong friends.
The crowd of onlookers were starting to switch their gaze,
attending to whatever business was at hand, but several kept
glancing furtively in our direction, and I noticed they were
women Caucasian. Some were supple and athletic, others voluptuous to
(01:54):
unequal sized mamas, all horning and salivating over the same
thing that's caught this American blonde's attraction. Me. I hear,
you're the right man who plenty of women have been
gawking over, said the woman named Megan. She flicked her
tongue at me to indicate what she meant. I've asked
around and that's what I got. Told listen, I've got
(02:17):
this incredible itch, and I'd like you to help me
get rid of it. That's nice to hear, but wouldn't
your husband get upset seeing us together? He wouldn't mind,
she answered, He's the one who told me about you,
and I watched you last night walk away with some
frumpy looking bitch. I'd like you to know I'm nothing
(02:39):
like that, and whatever it was that she gave you,
I sure wouldn't mind doubling it. She was right about
the frumpy bitch from last night, a German granting in
her sixties who'd made it her lifelong dream to see
what aromatic, erotic, and medicinal value an African black cock
would do to her. The bitch had fought for my time.
(03:00):
As when you can't fight them off, the least you
can do in my situation is succumb to temptation and
give the ladies what they desire the most. I've got
the magic stick, and I know how to wield mine.
Many of these horny bitches craved my magic stick. Likewise,
some of their men do too. I'm sagacious enough to
stay clear of those. It took less than a minute
(03:23):
for me to switch character, quit being innocent like and
attend to the business at hand. This horny American bitch
wanted some African sized dick, something her husband couldn't afford,
regardless if he had the money, and as I had
what she wanted, hence why she stopped me to ward
off any other competition coming after me. Clever, what floor
(03:44):
are you staying? I asked, I can come by later
in the day. There are some things I'm hurrying over
to get done. I don't care, she said, I want
you now. Later won't suffice. Let's go. She took my
hand and pulled me around to follow her. I made
(04:06):
a quick glance at her husband, but his attention was elsewhere,
like he didn't want to be bothered about whatever fun
his wife and I were soon to enjoy. Several women
watched as Megan and I left the scene. The look
I observed on several faces was that they knew what
we were going to do, and perhaps they would have
longed to follow to see for themselves. I was part
(04:27):
of the hotel staff, coordinating various tourism activities like organizing parties, jamborees,
and whatever appropriate social events to keep the guests happy
and comfortable with their stay. That was my official job. Unofficially,
I did my best to service whichever horny wives are
lonely single women who desired a taste of my dick,
(04:49):
my ten inch circumcised African dick. The women always went
crazy upon seeing what I was packing. My dick made
their husbands green with envy. You were compelled to sit
back and watch to see what my wrath could do
to their women once I got to stretching their vaginas
in tight anus. Megan had her key, unlocked her door
(05:10):
and invited me into her suite. It was an executive suite,
the best sweet in the hotel establishment. She discarded her
handbag and started undressing. As we approached the bedroom, she
turned around let her dress slip from her torso to
reveal her gorgeous pair of fake tits, beaming a wide
smile as if she wanted me to take pride in
(05:31):
her two cupcakes. Nothing looks awful on a woman than
a pair of silicone tits. Whatever made them think they
look beautiful with those? I watched her work her dress
to her waist and wiggled down her knees before kicking
it along with her panties. Aside, aren't you going to
get out of yours? She asked me quizzically, like I
(05:52):
didn't know what this encounter was about, or would you
want a hand. I wouldn't mind, I said. I undid
my belt buckle, but the American woman was fast to
drop before my knees and assist me to one zip
my fly. Her eyes and mouth flew open when my
cock fell out of my pants, giving me the right
(06:12):
response I expected. Oh my, my, my, she gasped as
she cradled my dick in her hands. She held it
like it were a porcelain object. She was afraid to drop.
My prick, nudged in her hand, jeered for the mission
at hand. Oh fuck me, those ladies weren't lying when
they talked about you. She muttered. You're fucking big, bigger
(06:36):
than your husband, I teased. She swept her hair from
her face and laughed, My husband is peanuts compared to you, sir.
Oh my, I can't wait. She kissed the tip of
my prick, then inched her mouth further to take in
the rest of me. My pants fell from her grasp,
(06:57):
and she stopped to marvel at my hanging pair of nuts.
She cradled them like she had done with my prick.
Oh God, your balls are huge too, she exclaimed. I'll
bet you've emptied your balls all morning on some other
white bitches. Right, Actually, you're my first for today. Go ahead,
(07:19):
get me hard, she smiled and resumed her work. It
thrills me to know how much white women find black
dicks irresistible. They craveed like someone seeking a glass of
water out in the desert. They would move mountains to
have it, even if their husbands try to stop them.
And knowing there is a black cock around that's ravaging
(07:42):
white pussies around is all it takes to throw them
into an excited frenzy. They cannot wait to sample the
black dick to see if really there is truth in
what they hear. I loved what the American woman was
doing to me, but I had to stop her or
risk blowing my wad too soon. It seemed to get
the point, so I lifted her into my arms and
(08:03):
carried her towards the bed. I lay her down before
climbing onto the king sized bed. The bitch spread her
legs wide apart, expecting the dick, but I needed to
ensure her pussy tasted good first. I lay face down
and began eating her pussy. Her crotch was neatly shaved.
She had a Queen of Spades tattoo a few inches
(08:25):
above her vagina. I always love a neat looking pussy,
especially one that smells good too, like it just stepped
out of a shower. Hers made up for the atrocious
sight that wore her plastic tits. The horny bitch knew
I was about to eat her, and she was eager
for it. I ate her pussy like it wore a
sliced piece of watermelon. Megan bucked and squirmed and whimpered
(08:49):
like she wanted to fight me off. I had to
apply my arms to force her to stay still while
I did my work. She knew what my game plan was.
My tongue and lips were taking her where she wanted
to be. I turned her over to lie on her
face and pulled her but cheeks towards me. I kept
pillaging her pussy, making her squirt uncontrollably into my face,
(09:13):
until it felt time for me to give her what
she wanted. I beat my dick against her vagina, opening.
This made her squirt some more. In anticipation of what
was coming, she wiggled her but towards me. Impatient with
my teas, I edged forward and inserted my penis tip
into her khunt. I grunted as I pushed forward, and
(09:34):
she gave me a guttural squeal of approval. Oh gosh, yes,
she gasped, Go ahead, give it to me. I adjusted
my stance to get on my knees while grabbing hold
of her hips, then her waist, and injected myself further.
Megan groaned and thrust her but at me, wanting more.
(09:56):
I gave her all the powerful thrusts I could summon,
jerking my hair, lips, and pelvis harder and faster. My
cock was soon swimming inside her cut like a knife
sliding into a slab of butter. My cock slipped out
of her cunts several times, which then forced me to
change places. The American bitch wanted to be on top,
(10:16):
so I took her place and managed her stance as
she straddled me. She lowered her frame upon my pelvis,
letting my prick and pale her flesh, and instantaneously began
working her body. She ground and jerked forward, gasping and
howling like she was on fire. Every inch of her
body rocked aside from her tits. Her tits resembled two
(10:39):
missile cones, with the nipples sticking forward like pencils. I
caressed her thighs and grabbed hold of her waist as
I thrust upwards to match her pace. We were fucking
like two hounds out of hell. The bitch liked it rough,
exactly how I liked mine too. Her pussy got me
groaning in response to her moans. It felt as if
(11:01):
she was gripping me tighter and tighter, like a vice
that wanted to rip my dick from my body. We
rolled across the bed like wrestlers, trying to find each
other's weak spots. I barely knew when her husband entered
the room. He maintained his silence and distance, jerking his
wiener while watching me bang the shit out of his woman.
(11:22):
He looked to me like he couldn't wait for me
to climax so he could mop her pussy. I recognized
the look most husbands do enjoy that they don't mind
cleaning my cock too. Afterwards, Megan talked wild and dirty
to me, urging me to fuck her harder, demanding I
make her come. She already sneaked one on me, like
she thought I wouldn't know. I laid over her and
(11:45):
slid my hands under her, but as I machine gunned
her pussy while she grabbed my butt and worked her
hips under me. We remain like that, clashing and ruining
the sheets up until I let myself go. Wow, what
a show, the bitch's husband exclaimed when I eventually rolled
off her, gasping like I'd finished a marathon run. Looks
(12:06):
like you've met your match, Megan, honey, Like I expected,
he came onto the bed and got to do his
clean up duty. I went into their bathroom to clean myself.
They were sitting on the bed when I stepped out,
feeling warm and refreshed. Megan thanked me for a wonderful
time and hoped to make my acquaintance again. I wore
(12:28):
my clothes and her husband escorted me into the living room.
What's your going rate, he asked. I usually don't charge anyone,
I said, but if you'd like to make a friendly donation,
I've got cash app. I gave him my details and
he promised to send me something later. Megan would really
(12:50):
like to get in touch with you again, he said.
I stopped at the door. Would that be all? Right
with you. You've got my nun. Give me a call
later and I'll make out time. I shook his hand
and said goodbye before letting myself out of his suite.
I strolled towards the elevator and pressed the button. Seconds later,
(13:15):
the doors opened, depositing a cute blonde in a swimsuit.
The woman winked at me, then grabbed my crotch. I've
got some issues in my bedroom. I'd like you to
look into, sir. She could care to follow me please,
Like a lamb led to the slaughterhouse, I did so
while the elevator doors returned to the ground floor. Welcome
(13:37):
to the seventh season of my ongoing Shango's Zone podcast.
Listen to this episode and other wild erotic cuckle tales
on Spreaker, Apple podcast Sportify, and elsewhere. Once again, don't
forget to visit my website damiendisoul dot com to check
out my books blog and also to participate in my forum.
(13:59):
Take good care of yourself and welcome to twenty twenty
five
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