Jayne gone wild in Africa 2009 - Sex Stories

Jayne gone wild in Africa 2009

... taxi to take me wherever but I said I’d wait and decided to go tell Jayne and then decide what to do. What do you think about this? I collected two bottles of Schweppes tonic water from the bar having to wait irritating long for a waitress from the restaurant to realise I wanted help, then I set off to the room. I remember dodging a sprinkler that was watering the lush grass and passing some other guests at the same time before turning into a cool tunnel that lead to the pool area and to our apartment block. When I reached the apartment I paused to check my phone again before opening the door and walking in and within a few seconds of being inside I heard a dull thudding coming from beyond the bedroom door. The door was closed not allowing me to immediately see what was causing that suspiciously recognizable noise and then I heard a muffled familiar cry. I walked through the lounge to the door pushing it open. Nothing could have prepared me for what I saw and I stood motionless for several seconds taking in the shameful sight. Still paralysed on the spot I felt the shock of pins and needles on the backs of my hands and neck then the pleasure of arousing sensations. Jayne was pinned up hard against the bedroom wall, eyes closed and her mouth open with Fode’s mostly bare mass blotting her out. She was just about standing on the tip toes of one leg with the other entangled over Fode’s left forearm. He was in a semi squat and fucking her hard against the stone wall. She was ...

... hanging onto him with one arm around his thick neck and the other around his lower back. With each punishing thrust he was lifting and pounding her against the wall and she gasped with the intrusion, accompanying the rhythmic thudding. She suddenly became aware of me in the room and looked over his shoulder with a look of bewilderment. Suddenly, Fode looked back too but he just stared at me unconcerned and continued shafting her. His torso shape, wide shoulders and narrowing hips reminded me of a huge Silverback male. The muscles on his thick powerful thighs were taught as he strained in the low squat and the cheeks of his broad black arse clenched tightly together each time he fully penetrated her. Jayne suddenly began professing to me over Fode’s shoulder and with a trembling voice that “she was sorry” as he fucked her but even while she was saying the words she was pulling the big black African against her and definitely participating in the fuck. Without interrupting I put down the bottles I’d carried. Fode must have decided he’d had enough of her against the wall and more or less dropped her as he pulled out but he managed to rive Jayne towards the bed, shoving her hard and face down over the corner of the mattress, Knees almost on the floor. Fode, with a surprising agility quickly resumed an even lower squat behind her, his massive trunk like legs on the outside of hers. His pants were still around one of his ankles and his shirt was lying on the floor to one side. Still ...