Joan #1 - Sex Stories

Joan #1

... and all the guest rooms had spacious balconies. There were outdoor bars and restaurants everywhere. We got to our room and showered and had a glass of wine from our in room bar. We lounged around still nude. There was a knock on our door and I looked through the peephole and said, "it's the guy who sold us the weed." Joan scrambled into the bathroom. I laughed at her and said, "He's already seen you naked." She came out with a silly look on her face. I let him in and we negotiated a price for a half ounce of pot. I mentioned to him that we didn't have any rolling papers to make joints. He said, "No problem, I'll give you a pack of papers." I thought that was very nice of him and invited him to have a joint with us. He said he'd be happy to. He rolled a few joints and we lit up. The dope was much more powerful than the stuff we got at home. We were buzzing right away. Joan and I started flaunting our nakedness. I casually draped my arm around her shoulder and let my hand rest on her breast. The Jamaican man had a growing bulge in his shorts. He politely offered to leave. Joan said, "Why don't you stay a while?" I smiled knowingly. Joan asked if she could sit on the couch with him. He patted the cushion next to him and she sat down and put her hand on his thigh. He leaned back on the couch and Joan gave him a hot kiss. He looked at me and I gave him a thumbs up. Joan moved to sit on his lap and squirm on his cock. Joan said, "Why don't you get naked like us?" She tugged his ...

... shorts down revealing a big hard black cock. Joan knelt in front of him and took it in her mouth. She started sucking it, while fingering herself. She bobbed up and down until it was wet and gleaming. Joan led him over to the bed and had him lay on his back. She resumed sucking his cock and moved so that her cunt was over his face. They were making wet slurping horny sounds and the room smelled pungent with his sweat and her juices. Joan raised herself up and hovered over his prick. She teased him by rubbing it along her wet slit. He began thrusting his hips up and finally Joan sank down on his prick. They both smiled and enjoyed the moment. The room smelled of sex. She looked over at me and mouthed, "I love you." Joan kept slowly rising up and down on his prick. He got impatient and rolled over with his prick still in her. He jabbed deeply into her and his prick gleamed with their juices. Joan started to moan. He moaned. They moaned and groaned together in a symphony of lust. They were in a crazed state of sexual excitement. They both climaxed loudly. I went over to Joan and hugged her still trembling body and told her I loved her more than ever. The Jamaican man was all smiles and said "All the white women come here for the black cocks." He left. I still had not come. I pulled Joan to the edge of the bed and sucked and licked her cum filled cunt. I got up and put my prick in her sopping cunt and we both rushed towards our climaxes. We had made our fantasy come to life and we ...