MARIE:

The sun rose over the Caribbean sea casting a warm orange-red glow upon the ocean and our home, the Island of St. Croix. It was 7 a.m. when I pulled up in our blue Honda outside the gate to the Frederiksted pier. It was evident the cruise ship had only just arrived, as it was lowering its gangplank. I stepped out of the car, closed the door, and headed for the gate. As I walked in my blue 3-1/2 inch heels, I could feel the wetness between my legs and the throbbing of my clit. The warm tropical sea air swirled up my tropical print mini skirt, commonly called a "Java Rap." My juices continued to flow as I moved, lubricating my inner thighs as they rubbed together.

I was still horny from last night. Magic had taken me, used me for his pleasure, and then refused to give me release. He told me I'd have to wait until later today, after our guests had arrived. With that, he rolled me over on my side and cuddled me until my throbbing hot box would calm down enough so I could sleep. My sleep was deep. Sometimes sexual frustration can make you so tired you do sleep well; but, for a woman, sex with Magic can fatigue you even more. I awoke this morning on my back with my legs spread wide and Magic's cock inside me. I'm not ashamed to admit he has my body trained. Often, all he has to do is just look at me and I start to get wetter. I say "wetter" because, in his physical presence, my pussy goes into "standby" mode all the time. It is a special training technique he developed, and one I've been a victim of for the last eight years. I personally witnessed how effective it is on other women, as well as myself. One of his "subs," her name is "sugar," is a prime example of this. She and I were talking on one of her visits, and Magic walked into the room. Immediately, her breathing changed, her nipples got rock hard, and her face flushed. I didn't have to put my fingers between her legs to know her pussy juices where now flowing, her clit pushing out from under its hood, and that she was ready to be fucked.

Magic has only taught this "training" technique to three other people on the planet, and when asked, "Will he publish?" he says "NO." To quote him, "This technique is just too damned powerful. If I put it out there in the public domain, a lot of people could get hurt from the abuse of it."

Still walking, my off-blonde hair now waving in the wind as I pass the gate guard while he eyes me with lust.

"Good morning," I said.

"Good morning miss," he replied.

I passed through and headed for the courtesy booth. It was early and people were still setting up, so I took a seat to wait for Barb and Ken. Ahhh, yes, Barbie & Ken. No, this is no joke. That is their real names. When I first saw her in the picture I remember remarking to Magic, "Geeze, she even looks like a little Barbie Doll." In their own way, they were a contrast like Magic and I. With us, it is an issue of color. With them, it is an issue of height. Ken had brown eyes and stood about 6'1" and weighed about 215 pounds, whereas the blonde, blue-eyed Barbie was 5' tall at about 108 pounds.

We had corresponded with them for the last six months or so, which is really the way I like it. I like to get to know a couple over time, as I find I have a better time with them. In our letters, we discussed many fantasies of theirs as well as concerns. As swing virgins, this would be their first encounter and initiation into the lifestyle. For all of us, a sense of lustful anticipation had been building over the last couple of months, and now it was to culminate in our meeting.

I had been sitting on the concrete bench for about twenty minutes when I saw a lone couple walking toward me. It was still early in the morning and many passengers were just getting up on board, and they wouldn't be leaving for the "Island Tour" until at least 9 a.m. At first glance, I knew it was them...a tall guy and a short little blonde thing. He was dressed in khaki-colored, pocketed shorts with a loud print shirt. It was one of those print patterns that stores stateside sell under the premise it is tropical. Only thing is, anyone who lives in the tropics wouldn't be caught dead in one. I looked down at his feet, and he was wearing black socks with sandals. I cringed, then laughed to myself. For those of us that live here in the Caribbean, this is a serious fashion mistake. Only a tourist would wear black socks and sandals.

I turned my attention to Barbie as they moved closer. She was wearing her black bikini top with a sheer over cover. Her short black skirt hugged her body in the most provocative of ways. Her 2-1/2 inch, black, "u" throat heels gave her body line a sensual gate, which was not lost on me or any male in eye shot. I uncrossed my legs, and my pussy made it's hungry presence known to me once again as I stood up. I silently cursed Magic for doing this to me. He knows what I get like when I'm horny.

"Marie, I presume?" said Ken.

It was an open line, and in my mind I heard Magic's voice and the kind of quick comeback he would make. "Well, actually," in a British accent, Magic would come back with, "I'm Doctor Livingston." I shook my head and replied,

"Yes, I am. Welcome to St. Croix, Ken."

I embraced him, and then gave him a full kiss. He stiffened out of surprise as my thigh pressed against his crotch. I could feel his cock harden against my leg as I darted my tongue into his mouth. I released him and took Barb into my arms, and then gave her a hug and a kiss. My kiss lingered for a fraction of a second and was full of promise, which she returned. Before they could ask, I apologized for Magic not being with me, and explained that he was suddenly called into work for an emergency. The plan was that we would meet up with him later. For now, I was to take them over to their hotel so they could check in for the night. The following day Barb & Ken would fly out to Barbados where the cruise ship would be, and re-board there.

I took a position in between them, locking my arms with theirs, and we headed for the car.

It was late morning when the three of us stood on the balcony in one of the rooms of the King Fredericks Hotel. Barbie stood between Ken and I, as I pointed out the points of local interest. Not too long ago, we had finished eating breakfast at a neat little place called Stixx where Magic caught up to us. He walked up behind Barbie and lightly ran his finger tips down her spine. She shivered, then sighed as his hands caressed their way up to her shoulders. In response, she pressed her ass out into his crotch and he proceeded to circle his arms around her and cup her breasts. He pinched her nipples through the black bikini top, causing her eyes to roll back into her head. There was a sharp intake of her breath as he pulled both cups aside and exposed her fully. Her nipples were long and large...the kind Magic and I just love. I wanted to wrap my lips around them right then and there, but Magic was having his fun and I was about to go play with Ken.

I strode over to him and began to rub my hand on his chest. He pulled me to him and kissed me. I shot my tongue deep into his mouth, once again catching him by surprise. At the same time, with my right hand I reached down into his shorts and cupped his balls. To say I had him in the palm of my hands was an understatement. He gasped, not sure what to do. After all, it is not every day a women walks up and grabs you by the balls. I looked up into his eyes and smiled sweetly.

A wave of giddiness washed over me from the power charge I got as he stammered something about going inside first. I gave him a little squeeze, "when I say now, big boy, I mean now!"

My pussy twitched as he suddenly obeyed, dropping his shorts and underwear. He reached out to touch me, and I slapped his hand away. "Not yet" I said, as I began to massage his nuts in my hand. I turned to look at Magic who had Barb sticking her ass way out toward him. Her hands were on the concrete balcony edge, and she was facing out toward the hotel on the Cay and the Caribbean Ocean. She was in a pleasure-filled daze with her eyes closed and her mouth slightly open as one of Magic's hands were at her breasts and the other between her legs from behind. He looked at me and gave me a knowing smile, his intuitive sense as usual was right. About two weeks ago, after reading one of their letters to me, he said they both had serious submissive tendencies. Of course the letter said nothing about it, but somehow he knew, as always.

Stepping behind Ken I began to very slowly jerk his cock off while he watched Magic play with Barbie. My hands stroked his shaft up and down at a sensual pace, as Magic fingered Barbie's pussy driving her mad. Taking his hand off her breast, he took hold of the hair on the back of her head and pulled her up straight. With one hand between her legs and the other gripping her hair, he guided her inside to the bed.

Taking my cue from Magic, I followed them leading Ken by his cock like it was a leash. I pulled him over to a chair and sat him down. He wanted to grab for me, but I wouldn't let him. "Stay," I said as I pointed my finger at him and went off to Magic's bag of tricks. Ken's attention shifted to his wife, as she was being stripped naked. Magic then took hold of both her ankles and spread her wide as he pulled her toward him across the bed on her back. I turned away to pull out a set of handcuffs, and walked up behind Ken. He was so taken with the site of Magic lifting his wife up so she could wrap her legs around him. Ken never noticed, until it was too late, that I had his wrist behind him. One or two moments later, and I had him handcuffed to the chair.

"Hey, whoa... what are you doing to me?"

He was trying to protest, but I reached down and grabbed him by his cock and stroked. I watched as the train of his mind quickly derailed and came to a crashing halt. Standing behind him, I took hold of his nipples and pinched and squeezed them as I whispered into his ear.

"I know you want to see it," I said. "Look at them."

Magic was passionately kissing Barbie as she clung to him like a Koala bear. Then, in a feat of sheer power, he lifted Barbie up over his head. He held her by her ass and upper thighs as he tilted his head back and stuck out his tongue. Barbie shrieked in part fear of falling, part amazement and part pleasure as Magic began to tongue her pussy from below.

"Oh, yes, Ken," still whispering in his ear. "She loves it. You know he's going to fuck her silly don't you?"

"Yes," his reply was from a daze.

"Admit it," I said, stepping in front of him and dropping to my knees. I took the head of his cock into my mouth. "You want to see him fuck her silly. It turns you on." I didn't let him answer as I slid his cock deep into my mouth. He groaned as I began to suck him hard, my head moving up and down. By this time any resistance he had was gone, as Barbie's moans and cries of pleasure filled the room.

I turned to see what was happening. Magic's tongue was driving her crazy as he still held her aloft. I looked up at Ken and said, "Come on, Ken, admit it. It turns you on to think of her legs spread wide and Magic's dark ass moving up and down between them." Ken gasped at the image I painted, and for a second I thought he was going to cum right then and there. I took the fullness of his 6-inch cock back into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it from base to tip. Ken cried out, nearly coming out of the chair as I slowly fucked his manhood with my throat. I reached up and played with his balls and stroked his cock as I feasted upon him.

As many dedicated cock-suckers know, some men are easy. Ken was one of these men. Even though I did my best to hold him on the edge, it was to no avail. He was going to cum. Grabbing the chair, I drove his cock deep to the very back of my throat as he shot off a very hot and very big load. His cum juices filled my mouth as I swallowed as fast I could to keep up. His body contorted with the force of his orgasm as he cried out his animal lust. It was one of those powerful male cummings which wipes them out for a good while, only in this case he couldn't exactly roll over and go to sleep.

I stood up, placing my face inches from his, and opened my mouth so he could see the last remaining bit of his cum. Sticking out my tongue, I slowly licked my lips then swallowed right in front of him. I felt a rush of great sexual power as I had reduced this tall man to silly putty.

Taking a step back, I reached behind me as I unzipped my skirt and pushed it to the floor, and then removed my top. Naked, I straddled the chair and brought my wet pussy lightly down on his limp cock. With my hands on his shoulders I did a slow grind, rubbing my wet pussy lips on his soft dick.

"You know what I'm going to do?" I asked in a soft, sultry voice.

"No," he choked out.

"I'm going to take my wet pussy over there," I looked him deep in his eyes as I said this, "and give Barbie her first taste. Then I'm going to put both my hands on the back of her head and pull her tightly between my legs as she eats me, while Magic's black cock fucks her hole." Ken's dead cock began to stir. I knew I had hit upon one of his unvoiced turn-ons. I laughed, and then I looked seriously at him. "Magic's going to fuck her hard and deep. He's going to make a slut out of her, and you and I both know she's going to like it." I dropped down harder on him as I reached down and stroked his cock. "That's what you really want to see, isn't it? You want to see her made into the fuck slut you always dreamed of."

By now he was completely hard and panting with sheer lust. Without trying, I had hit a cord that I've heard dozens of times from men (couples) who write us, and it still amazes me how many white men secretly get turned on at the thought of a black male reducing their wives into wanton cock hungry sluts. In a way it's a shame, as all these men think they are alone in this, and they are not.

I held his newly recovered cock in my hands as I lowered my wet pussy to the tip, but only to the tip. I moved the head up and down my wet slit, driving him wild as he tried to lift his hips up to impale me. It was the ultimate in cock-teasing, so close and yet so far.

"Oh god please," he begged.

I smiled my sweet smile and gave him a kiss, then I dismounted him. "I told you, your going to watch her lick my pussy while he fucks her just the way you've always dreamed of." Ken whimpered like a baby, his cock at full swell and dying to bury itself in my pussy.

As I strode over to them, Magic had Barbie on all fours on the bed as he stood on the floor. He was stroking his cock up and down her slit, making her beg for it. Every now and then she would lean back, trying in vain to catch his cock and engulf it with her womanhood. I climbed onto the bed and opened my legs in front of her face. Just then, Magic drove himself deep within her wet pussy and Barbie cried out in a guttural moan, which made Ken's hips move as he tried to fuck the air around his aching cock.

Holding Barbie by her hips, we watched as Magic began to slide his dark meat in and out of her pink gates of love. His rhythm was flawless as he pounded her to a relentless beat that only he could hear. Barbie gripped the bed covers with both hands as she was crying out and loving every second of this sexual assault. Her body rocked and rolled with every piston-like stroke from his powerful body. I looked up at him and smiled.

"Get the mini toy," Magic said to me.

I got off the bed, going over to his bag of tricks, and returned handing him the item. He thanked me and proceeded to lubricate it with her juices. As I took my place back in front of her, Barbie let out a shriek followed by an "Oh, shit," as Magic slowly began to slide a small soft latex rubber vibrator into her ass.

This one act sent her over the edge, as she now lost all control. Taking her by the hair, I lifted her head and thrust my hips forward, and then brought her face down fully into my wet pussy.

"Lick it!" Magic commanded her. I admit it was a clumsy attempt to keep the noise down as she licked my clit in between screams. I placed two hands on the back of her head, leaned back, and proceeded to fuck her face.

I don't know how long we went on like this, as Barbie collapsed on top of me in serious convulsions, bringing me back to reality. Through the fog, I remember Magic saying,

"Yes, slut...that's it, cum for me again."

I looked into Barbie's face as her expression suddenly changed. Her eyes seemed to cross and her mouth was stuck open as she seemed to claw at the air. All that came forth from her mouth were gurgling sounds, as Magic made several quick thrusts. It wasn't until his comment did I realize she had been given another first time experience.

"Yes, take it! You've never been fucked there have you?"

Barbie didn't answer, as she was too busy being overcome by the experience of her first ass fucking. By the look on her face, I could see that she was surprised at how good it felt. Every now and then, as he fucked her asshole raw, an "Oh, God" and/or "Oh, shit" would come out. After about three minutes of Magic's cock in her ass, she began to cum, and cum hard. Unfortunately for me, she was practically in my face screaming her bloody head off. I held onto her, sharing the emotion of the experience as he "rocked her world."

Ken sat whimpering like a baby, his poor cock in an endless hard on. He had just had his secret wishes met. He got to see his wife fucked by a black man, reduced to a slut, eating another woman's pussy, and taking it up the ass, which she would never let him do before. Gee, no wonder he wanted relief so bad. What happened next even surprised me.

Without removing his cock from her ass, Magic picked her up and, while impaled by his dark love meat, he carried her over to the chair. He had his left arm around her waist and his right arm under her right thigh. He then positioned her right over Ken's cock and proceeded to lower her right onto it. (Yes, folks, this is no lie.) As he lowers her, she ends up straddling Ken, and all she can say is:

"Oh, my God" over and over as she takes it to the hilt.

Barbie placed her arms around Ken's neck as Magic proceeded to start fucking her ass again, only this time with Ken's cock in her pussy. Needless to say, this additional "first time" experience sent the poor woman over the orgasmic edge, from which she would not recover until well after dinner later that night. I don't remember how many orgasms she had, but I do remember Ken cumming in her pussy, and then Magic cumming in her ass. As Magic let go and pulled out, she fell to the floor like a puppet with it's strings cut. There she lay on her back, her legs unable to close due to muscle spasms, with cum clearly oozing out of both holes which have yet to close. Both she and Ken were wiped out, as Magic took his sweat-covered body into the bathroom to wash up.

"Ahhh, honey," I called after him.

"Yea, babe," he answered.

"I hope you realize you're not done yet," I said. I was obviously referring to myself.

While I waited for Magic, I unlocked Ken which allowed him to pick up his wife and cradle her in his arms like a baby while he sat.

In a way I felt sorry for Barbie. Her sex life will never be the same now. She had one too many sexually overloading experiences in one day. Magic calls the state she was now in

"Pleasure Toxemia." That's when you actually have more pleasure than your nervous system can handle, and the end result is to just shut down.

In the end, she turned out just fine. Magic returned from the bathroom and "took care of me..finally," and we spent a relaxing afternoon sharing drinks and watching the sun set.

It was a fine adventure.. Barbie and Ken don't you agree?

Happy New Year everyone. As we now move into the new year, we have upcoming events to watch out for:

Reflections 96 March 19 - 22^nd Daytona Beach, FL. Swing Convention

Conclave 96 March 20- 22nd, Chicago IL. Swinger & Fetish convention

Visions 96 April 30 - May 3rd Tampa, FL. Swing convention.

We would like to HEAR from you club owners. Send Magic your club newsletter and a list of your events, and we'll see if we can give you a mention.

For those of you who can't make it, well, you can always read about the parties here in the pages of Odyssey, so make sure your subscription is up to date.

As a final thought, we leave you this :

Magic's Law 38:

Until next time,

  Magic & Marie