Jamaican Sex Novels & Stories

Well in his defense, we were drunk that night and he isn't particularly into me. I stared right into Jame's eyes as he made passionate love to me, his huge manhood filling me. The sex was amazing and lasted for several minutes until we climaxed. This was going to be an unforgettable night for me. I slept in his arms that night, demanding for more rounds of sex before dawn, which he gladly consented to.

“Tell me about it. What did you feel? I want to know everything.” I bit my lip, thinking back. The night had started slow. We had invited Mark over for drinks. Jax was tall, confident, with a body built from years at the gym. Jimmy had picked him because he trusted him not to catch feelings. At first, it was just flirting. Then clothes came off. Jimmy watched from the chair as Jax kissed my neck, his hands exploring places only Jimmy had touched before. When Jax entered me, I gasped. The size, the power—it was new. Different. My body responded like it had been waiting for this.

They used her like a toy, bouncing her between them. After several more minutes of rough pounding, both men pulled out and stood over her. “On your knees. Open your mouth and stick out your tongue like a good whore,” Jax commanded. Emma obeyed instantly, kneeling submissively between them, tongue out, wedding ring visible on her hand as she stroked both cocks. They stroked themselves furiously until, with deep groans, they exploded.

The man bent gently, then spoke closely into her ear, whose cheeks flushed as Jaxon indicated what offer they would take. “I heard that playing in the car is good for your heart, and... you know, Timothy says the Doggy Style is really popular these days. Do you want to take a chance? What about missionary? I also bought a Kamasutra book for us to read and practice with. There is no need to be worried. You won’t become pregnant quickly if you drink lemon juice and rose tea,” Jaxon said solemnly, prompting Mia to freeze and lock her lips as her eyelashes fluttered. She couldn’t think of anything to say.

Camila said without finishing the sentence, and Jessica laughed, denying again. “I can see your purity from miles away, you are a virgin, aren't you?” Jessica asked and Camila nodded, looking at her reflection. If Jessica knew that, so did Liam? “Liam knows it too, that's why he will charge much more for you. You will be a delicacy for whoever chooses you. Don't worry, we'll take care of you.”

I could have laughed at that ridiculous thing if not that I wasn’t myself right now. I was still in the moment of decision when we elevated to the next level. We had a wild sex which started off from a slow burn sex right inside the tub. I never knew that sex under the shower was a whole new level of ecstacy. Jericho made me agree to go on a date with him before he made me reach orgasm. I might have still agreed anyway but probably not in a rush like I did.

Then their faces, slowly leaning close to each other with a hot passionate kiss which will be the least and most last of them all. With all these thoughts in her head, she didn't know when she dozed off to sleep. Not quite long, Mrs Sotomayor came to check on her. And Cynthia slept with a smile on her face. To Be Continued…. SEX WITH THE DEVIL.

He increased the pressure of the vibrator to the point where my legs were already shaking but I couldn't do anything to save myself. "What are you?" "Amelia." "Wrong answer." He rammed into me faster, stretching my entire ligament up to a point where I thought that I was going to die out of sheer pleasure. "You're my whore. Say it." I contemplated degrading myself to this point but at the moment I didn't have a choice but to do whatever he asked me to or else I was going to lose my mind completely. He hadn't yet given me the release that I wanted and I knew he was only holding back because I had refused to dance according to his tune.

i quickly said sorry and told him i brought his juice before leaving his room with my heart pounding in my chest and my pussy so wet that i can feel it dripping . I ran all the way to my room, i quickly lock the door before striping myself and rush to climb my bed, i laid on my back before i raise up my legs so i will be able to touch myself properly, i imagine my dad fingers in my pussy as i insert two of my fingers and begin's to fuck my self, imagine his long and straight fingers pleasure me till i scream his name,, "Ahhh..uhmmm"

“You’ve had your fun. Now show me how you’ve been breaking my wife.” Jamal didn’t need telling twice. He stepped forward, pulled me up from the chair, and bent me over my own desk right in front of Mark. My skirt flipped up. No panties again. Mark sat back down, watching with hungry eyes as Jamal freed that massive cock of his and rubbed it against my soaked entrance. “You ready for this, Elena?” Jamal teased, voice dripping with lust. “Your husband’s watching and everything. This is some next level shit.” I moaned as he pushed all the way inside me. His thick and familiar length stretching me wide while Mark stared. The humiliation burned hotter than ever. Mark leaned forward and stroked my