Marco looked up and said “Of course, girls, of course.” He was very confident, as if he knew girls were drawn to his huge bulge. And as well he should be – he had been doing this routine for a long time..

“Let’s go to the bar to get a drink,” he said, seemingly forgoing these two nubile nymphs’ invitation to their sexuality. “Sure,” they both exclaimed, stunned at this guy’s steely reserve. After all, who doesn’t jump at the chance to do two chicks at once?

They went into the local bar, just off the beach. Marco strolled with his cock protruding from his speedos like a hood ornament. The girls followed in nervous anticipation.

At the bar, the bartender shouted “Marco, what will we have?” as if the bartender knew him like a good buddy. “Three Dos Equis,” he replied.

“So girls,” Marco said, “you like what you see?”

“Omigod, yes,” they both nearly exclaimed. Chandre had her hand on his leg, and her forearm was brushing his humongous bulge. Both girls were crazy with excitement.

Marco had seen hundreds, maybe thousands, of girls like Chandre and Patti go crazy over his bulging member over the last 20-ought years. After all, he was a professional affiliated with the “Big Cock Club,” a group of six well-endowed guys who female tourists would pay to have days of sexual delight gangbanging and blow-banging massive cocks they could never get at home. Almost 40 years old, Marco was the group’s “lure,” his huge, bulging dick drawing in female tourists like a magnet. He would always wear a tight Speedo, position himself strategically on the beach, and inevitably, a woman or two -- or three -- would approach him and beg to fondle his huge bulge. It never failed. Never. And it didn’t today.

Marco calmly sipped his beer and said, “Girls, would you like to join the Big Cock Club?”

“The what?” they said.

“The Big Cock Club. I’m part of a small group of well-endowed fellows who make their gifts available to cock-starved American women……usually for a small fee. But we’re very careful who we allow to join. Although many girls ache for entrance, we only let a few in,” he said in that Caribbean accent, carefully choosing his words.

“What do we have to do,” Patti almost shouted, much to Chandre’s surprise.

“Well, first we have to make sure you’re up to the task,” said Marco.”For $50 American dollars each, we’ll go back to your hotel room and you can have your way with me – orally only, of course -- until you can provide a valid AIDS test.”

“If you pass the oral exam, I will invite my fellow members over. And you should keep in mind, they’re as big as I am - -or bigger,” he said.

“Omigod, I can suck this massive cock for only $50?” thought Patti and Chandre simultanelously. What a no brainer. They both shouted “Done!” and hurried from the beach bar up to their room.






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