Magic Mark
Mark Jagger
We got married after the baby was born and escaped to Mauritius — the far off country with tropical beaches, incredible cocktails and an amazing vacation experience.
The villa we rented was perfect for our needs and complete with an infinity pool where my lovely wife Lola Jagger spent most of her days.
Her deep skin had turned an even darker brown and I enjoyed the lovely, toasted color she’d become. Ever since the birth of our baby, she’d lost all her weight and what was left were her giant breasts and a curvy physique that got me going damned near every time I caught her in a bikini.
She was the perfect woman for me in so many ways and tonight, I had other plans for her.
For quite some time, Lola and I had talked about role play.
She had no clue what fantasies she wanted to enact, but I had been working diligently to tease out a few of them.
Playing doctor was definitely on the table, but considering the fact she got to make love to a doctor every day of the week, I could tell the fantasy didn’t quite excite her the way some others might have.
I hatched a plan to introduce a hot night of role play into our lives…
I arrived back home from the spa before Lola had returned from her evening run.
I set the scene, throwing on a tight pair of swim trunks that highlighted my thick thighs and my sizable package.
I knew exactly what I was packing between my legs and I wasn’t afraid to use it.
Lola had never been intimidated by my ten inches, and I had a feeling that tonight wouldn’t be any different.
I cloaked my skimpy disguised underneath a white fluffy spa robe, and waited for Lola to get home.
When she got back from her run, I acted like everything was normal, waiting for her to shower and get dressed while I prepared for her in the villa’s living room.
When Lola came in, she saw me standing in the center of the open concept, leaning on a pillar.
“Why are you standing there like that?” She asked.
“I’m the guy you hired,” I replied, getting right into character.
“Huh? Mark what are you talking about…”
I took my bathrobe off and flung it to the ground.
“The guy you hired for the bachelorette party. I’m here to dance for you.”
When Lola saw me standing there with chiseled abs, a devilish smirk, and the tiniest piece of fabric covering my package, she couldn’t help but want more.
She moved over to the couch, realizing exactly what I was doing.
“I see. Right. Well since I’ve hired you, why don’t you do what you came here to do.”
“Yes ma’am,” I replied.
One thing Lola didn’t know about me was that back in med school, I’d auditioned to be an exotic dancer to pay my tuition.
I never got the job but I’d come pretty damned close and I had the moves to show it.
I moved closer to her, turning up the music I’d prepped on the speakers.
As the throbbing bass echoed through the house, Lola’s attention was drawn to the throbbing member in my speedo as I gyrated my hips and ass for her.
She reached out for my ass and I stopped her.
“Uh uh miss, no touching the dancers. Plus, you’re about to be a married woman.”
I winked at her and kept dancing. I could sense Lola getting hot and bothered. She wanted me to stop this game and just take her. But I had every intention of playing this game out ’til the very end.
“The name’s Dick by the way. Dick Pounder.”
“Dick Pounder?” She repeated with a smirk.
I could tell she was loving every minute of this.
“Yup,” I replied as I kept dancing, “And after a dance from me, most women question whether or not they even want to get married.”
“Do they now?”
I stopped dancing and flicked off the music. I walked towards Lola slowly and whispered into here ear, “They all want to know if I can live up to my name… Dick… Pounder.”
“Listen… I’m about to be married. I won’t cheat on my husband.”
I pulled away with a mischievous smirk, “Well he isn’t your husband yet. And it can’t hurt to sample my ten inches.”
“Ten inches? No way. I don’t believe you,” She said.
She licked her lips, a subconscious response to the desire that was broiling beneath the surface.
“You can always find out,” I said.
I took her hand and placed it outside my speedo. Lola crossed her legs and my dick twitched from her palm.
“What if my husband finds out?”
“He won’t. Trust me ma’am… I’m very discreet.”
“And how can I be sure you’ll make this worth my time?” She asked.
“Trust me… I’ll make you scream so loud you’ll wonder if you ever wanted to get married.”
“Then let’s get out of here…”
“Take me to your bedroom ma’am. I’ll pound your pretty pussy so hard you’ll be screaming my name…”
She stood up and took my hand, leading me back to our bedroom. Of course, I was still pretending to be ‘Dick Pounder’ so I pretended the room was new to me.
“Your fiancé must be very wealthy to keep you in a place like this.”
“He is.”
“And does he satisfy you?”
Lola turned to me smirking, “He does. But every once in a while, a woman needs to try something new.”
“Take your clothes off then. I want to see what I’m about to get a taste of.”
Lola stripped her clothes off before me.
The excitement that our role play fantasy was creating a novelty between us.
It was like I was really seeing her body for the first time.
She wasn’t just Lola — she was the fantasy of some tasty brown-skinned conquest. I was the lucky male dancer who had tempted her into the bedroom.
And from her perspective, I was the hot, sexual adonis she’d been craving who would perform her every desire.
Lola’s body was supple to the touch. I pulled her close to me and started kissing her, starting with her lips. She closed her eyes as I dipped her downwards. Once I lifted her to her feet again, her eyes were alight with desire for me.
“Dick… Pounder… Is that even your real name?” She asked.
“Don’t worry about that babes. Just worry about whether I live up to the title.”
Lola smirked and reached for my cock. I swatted her hand away.
“Not yet baby. First I need to taste you. I’m not just known for my talents with my cock.”
I lifted her off her feet and threw her back on the bed. Her curvy thighs and large breasts jiggled as she landed on her back. I spread her legs nice and wide and then climbed between her legs. When my tongue grazed her clit, Lola squealed.
“Ohhh,” She moaned.
“I’m just getting started baby.”
She closed her eyes and allowed me to use my tongue to pleasure her wetness. I started by sliding my tongue along her folds and briefly wrapping my lips around her clit. Lola closed her eyes and bucked her hips as her pussy started to lubricate herself.
She was growing wetter and wetter as my tongue began to lap more ardently between her legs.
“Oh Dick… Don’t stop,” She whimpered.
I pressed her thighs into the bed and began to press my tongue along the length of her wetness.
The soft flesh between her lips had the delicious taste of honeysuckle and her desire for me was mounting.
Her hips squirmed feverishly beneath my grasp and I pushed my tongue deep inside her as she whimpered and climaxed.
As Lola climaxed, her entire body trembled. She reached her hand through my hair, grabbing a tuft as she came. She raised her hips up to meet my lips and then started to massage her pussy against my lips. I alternated licks and kisses until I could tell she was close to another climax again.
I moved my lips to her clit and wrapped them around tightly as I inserted a hard digit into her tightness.
Lola moaned in surprise and euphoria as the invading digit massaged her g-spot.
I delivered her pleasure from all sides and she couldn’t hold back.
She moaned as she came again and her pussy squirted juices right into my mouth.
I held down her hips as I collected all her tasty juices on my tongue.
I could tell that she’d had enough. I pulled my mouth away from her and kissed her on the lips as she gasped for breath.
“Dick… That was amazing.”
I smirked, “I know. Call me when any husband can do what I can. Now I want your pussy. I want to take your pussy and make it mine before you get married.”
“Yes… Please Dick. Please take me… Take this pussy and make it yours.”
“Turn around on all fours then,” I commanded her.
Lola didn’t need to be told a second time.
She positioned herself on all fours, protruding her ass out to me and exposing her slick, hairless wetness.
Her large breasts hung low, almost grazing the bed.
Her physique was perfect. I couldn’t wait to enter her with all ten inches and make her cry out my name.
Well, Dick’s name. But it was all the same to me as long as I could bury myself deep into her tightness.
I lined my dick up with her entrance and pushed inside her. My dick entered her like a hot knife through butter. She cried out as I mercilessly shoved all ten inches into her clamped hole. I gripped her hips and began to thrust into her nice and hard.
“Take all ten inches babe. I’m going to make that tight little pussy mine.”
My dirty talk drove her wild and we started bucking and writhing as my cock buried deep inside her wetness.
“Yes! Ohhh!” She cried out after a few short minutes.
The sweet scent of Lola’s sex began to spread through the room. Inhaling her scent while I pounded out her insides was starting to drive me mad. My member stiffened whilst I rammed myself deep inside her. Lola began to cry out as climax after climax ravaged her.
I reached down and grabbed her hair, pulling her head back gently as I pounded her pussy nice and hard.
“Tell me this pussy is mine,” I growled.
“It’s yours! It’s yours Dick!” She moaned.
“That’s right. It’s mine. I own that hot little pussy and I’ll use it whenever I like.”
Lola exploded again and I felt her pussy tighten around my hardness as another orgasm took over her body.
“You like that, huh?” I growled.
“Yes! Yes I like it when you shove your big hard cock inside me,” She moaned.
She was starting to get into the fantasy which encouraged me to pound her harder and faster. Sweat dripped from my brow and both of us were soaked from the juices of our passion. But I didn’t want to stop until I knew she was satisfied.
“Take me… Take me Dick…”
I squeezed her ass cheeks and then pulled them apart, exposing her puckered starfish. I reached my thumb just outside of her butthole and began to massage her forbidden hole as I pounded into her.
“Oh yes, put your finger in my ass. Put it in my ass,” She cooed.
Who was I to tell the lady ‘no’? I began to press my thumb into her ass while she gyrated her hips back onto my cock.
I could tell she loved the full sensation of both holes being occupied. I began to move my thumb in and out of her ass with the same rhythm I was pounding her hot little pussy. And Lola loved it.
She whimpered and released again. Her juices coated my cock and I couldn’t stand it any longer. I grunted and released inside her.
“That’s my little gift to your husband,” I grunted.
I pulled out of her and Lola turned around grinning. We were both covered in sweat and my cheeks were definitely flushed.
“Dick… that was incredible.”
I leaned forward and kissed Mrs. Jagger on the lips.
“Glad you liked it.”
We lay back in bed together for a while. I turned to Lola and kissed her forehead.
“Think we’ll have another baby.”
“I dunno Mark.”
“I’d have to be visited by Dick a few more times probably…” She continued
I leaned over and kissed her.
“So you really liked that, huh?”
“Loved it. I just… I’ve never done anything like that before.”
I kissed her on the forehead, “Well at least you know you’ll never get bored.”
“Bored?!” Lola seemed surprised, “Of course not. I’ve never done anything like that but I felt so free… We should definitely do this more.”
“Of course. I have many sides to my personality. Mark… Dick…”
Lola giggled and leaned forward.
“Is it weird that I miss Angela already?”
I shook my head, “She’s our baby. Of course I miss her.”
Lola leaned her head on my shoulder.
“At least we know she’s safe with Anna-Mae.”
“True. Your sister is incredible with kids.”
“I miss Preston and Poppy too,” Lola added.
“So do I. You know, I got so used to them being away with Rose. It feels strange to be in a place where they’re a real part of my life.”
“But it’s good right?”
“Beyond good. It’s great.”
Lola kissed me again.
“One thing about you Mark is that you’re always so full of adventure. And I mean that in the best way possible.”
“Why don’t we toast to this on the balcony.”
“Amen.”
We wrapped fluffy bathrobes around ourselves and slipped out onto the balcony. The air was cool, but not cold. I cracked open a bottle of red wine and poured each of us a small glass.
“Here’s to us. And to our happily ever after.”
We clinked glasses and Lola huddled close to me as we both took a large swig.
We looked out over the horizon, watching the ocean and the waves brushing against the shore.
Mauritius had a type of peace that was unavailable to us in the United States.
We had detached so deeply from our worlds that we could truly just focus on the fact that we loved each other.
And this love for each other would carry us to the moon and back. We’d come from so much hurt and we’d created a family out of what had previously been a confusing situation.
Love poured between us as Lola kissed me and I kissed her back. I heard a loud bursting noise in the distance. We looked back towards the village and saw fireworks bursting overhead. As the colorful lights exploded in the sky, they so very closely mirrored what was going on in our hearts.