Jamaican Sex Stories Novels & Stories

She screamed when she had the chance to go near me. I acted shocked, then laughed. “Oh yes, I am. If you want to find further details, go ask your boyfriend how his hard cock satisfied this pussy of a whore. That might help you to pleasure him more so he wouldn’t need to look for a new pussy to fill in with his cock.” Then I walked away. Our forbidden sex continued for the rest of the trip. There were times when we’d do it in the bathroom, on the outside, in the darkest area of the island, and more.

All Jake could see or hear was Cammy’s voice. It drove him crazy,the urge to ram into her like crazy and make her moan his name loudly. He put the cigarette off and dropped it on the ash tray,he stood up and walked towards the sex worker. He pushed her into the pool,jumped in and grabbed her by the hair as he entered her there inside the pool. The lady caught by shock gasped for air as she rubbed the water off her face,Jake handled her roughly as he rammed into her crazily she could almost feel his full length in her stomach.

The way she stressed the clear made me laugh a little and blush. She waved a hand and shook her head. “Well, we said it never happened. Just gas lighted ourselves into thinking we ended up naked but nothing happened.” This time, she legit laughed. “Then it happened again and we couldn’t even blame the drinks because we were cold stone sober. We just wanted to. Not like wanted, it was almost compelling. Crazy, right?” I nodded, not having any words to say. This is by the craziest story she has ever told me. And now, when I’m sitting, I’ll just randomly think, Jaiya had sex with Damien.

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.

My pussy throbbed traitorously despite the sting or maybe because of it. “Jax, please—” My voice cracked. He delivered one final, heavy smack that made me cry out, then stopped. His palm rubbed slow circles over the burning skin, soothing the ache but it made me squirm harder. I could feel how wet I was. Mortifyingly wet. If he spread my legs even a little, he’d see everything. “You could have been raped tonight,” he said quietly, his voice rough with something darker than anger. “Or sold. Or worse. And all because you’re too fucking stubborn to listen.”

Ava The room smelled like sex — sweat, cum, and my own juices soaked into the sheets. My body was still twitching from the last orgasm, legs weak and trembling, but the four men surrounding me looked far from finished. Their eyes were dark, chests heaving, cocks still hard and glistening with a mix of my wetness and their previous loads. “Round two, our sweet whore,” Kai growled, grabbing my ankles and yanking my legs wide open again. “We’re not stopping until you can’t even speak.”

She sat on Jax’s lap, pushing her round, soft ass against his hard dick, while Marcus and Leo pushed in from the sides. She was sandwiched between them, feeling their hot breath and strong hands all over her. Marcus grabbed one of her heavy breasts and started to suck on the hard tip, while Leo bit her neck and Jax gripped her thick thighs. Layla was soaking wet, her pussy dripping juice onto Jax’s pants. Jax didn't wait; he pulled her dress up, guided his thick, hot dick to her opening, and shoved inside her from behind. Layla let out a loud, raw scream as he stretched her tight walls, filling her up completely. While Jax slammed into her from behind with a loud, wet thud, Marcus unzipped h

Jamaal and mystery man. ******

Now, I knew these chunks of meat were barely articulate when alive, so I should have stopped her there, but her voice had me entranced, so I just could not bring myself to interrupt. "Like I said, the promise of the drugs sold me. Look, the thing is that Mumzy and her latest step-wimpy are doing their sex-month anniversary thing in Jamaica; she is fucking six young black studs each day and he is wearing a cock cage while strung up watching the show. She sends me pictures instead of being here with her own precious flesh and blood on the big day." We shared a "YUCK" moment.

He bounced harder on the dildo, tears streaming as he deepthroated Jamal. “Thank you for destroying my wife’s asshole, Sir. I’m not even a man, I'm just a tail-wagging cuck who fucks himself for your amusement.” He said to Kwame, the strong musky flavor of Cindy pussy on his dick made him whimper, but he kept smiling and riding the dildo faster, his caged cock dripping onto the floor. Some bulls made him beg while riding, teasing and taunting him shamelessy. “Say it louder, cuck.”