Jamaican Sex Novels & Stories

The room was dark and there was soft jamaican music in the background, thank God the camera had a built in flash, it was in clear display. I saw the way Frandy laid on him, ger ass poking out on top of him and the way she kissed him and he kissed her back, like they had some sort of hidden chemistry. My eyes became darker as i watched them seduce each other, Frandy grinding into his body from his dick and the way Liam moaned like he was on too of the world. I watched in silence as they fucked, the intensity and the arousal that was heating up the moment. My legs started feeling he at and i was becoming horby while watching them fuck.

I ordered Jamal and Lena. They didn’t hesitate. Jamal, his thick black cock rock-hard and slick from her earlier sucking, sat on the edge of the heavy table and pulled her onto his lap. Mara whimpered as she sank down on him, her tight cunt stretching around his girth. The wet sound of her pussy sliding down his shaft filled the empty boardroom. “Fuck… he’s so deep,” she gasped, her hands gripping his shoulders. I moved behind her, kicking her legs wider. Her ass cheeks spread beautifully, exposing her tight asshole and the way Jamal’s cock disappeared inside her pussy.

My face is bright red and I want to just slip under the table, especially when Jasmine joins in with her affirmation of my skills and even discloses her Tongueman nickname for me amidst much nodding and laughter. "I thought Aunt Cyn was exaggerating," she says with a sly smile. "But um-huh, she was so right." Jasmine shakes her head as she grabs my arm possessively. "And he's all mine," she announces adamantly. A casual observer might wonder what a young white guy was doing with these four gorgeous black women but I'm sure would never believe the incredible sex I've had with each of them.