Jayne gone wild in Africa 2009 - Sex Stories

Jayne gone wild in Africa 2009

... lighter but all the way I had a solid erection which had to be disguised by my shirt as I exited the car. We quickly waved off Kemo and I marched Jayne back to the room, got her through the door and into the bedroom. Within moments I had her on the bed and was eating her wet pussy. No shower or finesse, just raw lust. The sex was fantastic but embarrassingly short although she enjoyed it, easily reaching her own climax as I cross examined her about the prospect of her having intercourse with Fode. It had been quite a cloudy but a hot day in more than one way and after making love we both showered naked outside, a very enjoyable and sensual experience in the secluded privacy. Even though I’d satisfied my lust I couldn’t help asking her how she intended to promote herself to Fode or any other men she fancied. She actually finds it very irritating and prefers to surprise me but I often can’t resist knowing. It’s like a c***d at Christmas, desperate to know what’s coming but the surprise is always better. I asked her if she would wear stockings for him and for her to wear serious makeup. She put up with it until I got into the sex, asking her if she would let him ejaculate in her was the final straw. She didn’t get angry but she sobered me by saying that I was spoiling the mood and reminded me of one of my favourite sayings “the moments gone” I came to my senses and knew to back off. The atmosphere preserved, I washed her gently with a few gentle kisses thrown in as ...

... compensation. The shower was invigorating and cooling. We dried and both felt fresh. I walked naked back into the lounge and got a beer from the fridge. Jayne declined and wrapped in a towel she went into the bedroom to change for the evening. She actually lay on the bed for about forty minutes before routing through the luggage bag for some things. By this time I felt cooler, not cold, but enough to put on some clothes. I tried to avoid her noticing that I was checking out her stuff as she arranged it. Once I’d put my shorts on and about to fasten my shirt I was shooed out of the bedroom and told to go finish my drink in the lounge. I remember the clunk of the bedroom door and the return of that immensely thrilling sensation. I had two beers and started to watch the clock. It was still cloudy and the light was just beginning to fade, what’s more I’d asked Kemo to collect us at eight O’clock and we had only twenty minutes. I walked out onto the patio to retrieve my sandals then returned to the lounge picking up my watch and wallet. I’d spent very little money considering. Drinks are extremely cheap and food is very reasonable. It had been the tips that had cost the most up to then. At fifteen minutes to eight I was getting anxious. Ridiculous really, there was no rush, we were on holiday but the anticipation was suffocating me. I heard the click and sc**** of heels on the tiled floor and any man will understand that sound. It almost compels men to investigate it A few seconds later the ...