Jayne gone wild in Africa 2009 - Sex Stories

Jayne gone wild in Africa 2009

... to Fode, kissing him on the side of his face as he studied the phone index. He pressed the call key and sauntered about the room with the phone to his ear while Jayne selected some clothes and disappeared again. It took three attempts at numbers before David answered and Fode broke out into a conversation in Creole. That laboriously lazy tone the Africans have in conversation with the long slow laughter and then garbled raised voices. That mixed with the elaborate hand gestures, I could tell from the odd recognisable words and Fode’s expressive speech that David wasn’t entirely sure that he was telling the truth… well who would ! When the call ended Fode said that David would meet us but in his own words told me “He does not believe that your wife wants to have sex with us both” What he said took a few seconds to sink in then I laughed like a drain. I suppose that’s was as good term as any and we use it as a figure of speech. I told Fode that she would definitely convince him given the chance. When Jayne came back she was dressed and ready to go out in some tight cotton leggings and a silky blue blouse. She had modest makeup on and those huge dark sunglasses again. She put on sensible shoes and then asked if we were ready. I had no idea where we were supposed to be going but I went with the flow and set off with her and Fode. I was obviously curious as to how the impromptu sex had happened and Jayne explained that two minutes after I’d left, Fode simply turned up at the room ...

... wanting a fuck. Jayne admitted she was hesitant at first and wanted him to wait for me but he wouldn’t wait and she couldn’t stop him. She said that she tried to satisfy him by sucking his cock but he was impatient and simply pinned her up against the wall. The rest I’d seen. Fode was definitely up for it and a free day out after wards. The incentive of me paying for everything with the added bonus of being able to fuck my wife when the inclination took him was enough to convince him to ferry us around. In the car on the way into Conakry, I told Jayne that I’d asked Fode to speak to David the doorman from Bembeys night club. She was interested in that straight away and wanted to know what was happening. I told her whispering, that we had to meet with him and that he would need some serious convincing that “that she wanted a black guy to get her pregnant” She asked me curiously if that’s what I’d told him and I put her in the direction of Fode explaining that it was the way it’d come out in the conversation from me. Jayne wasn’t angry or annoyed but she did ask if I’d told David that he could do her without a rubber and I had to tell her that it wasn’t a certainty that David would even take part at all although I knew she could convince him if she wanted it. She was silent for a minute and my throat and mouth had dried up with nervousness. After a drink of the tonic water I asked her what she thought and she told me that she was sore… from him, nodding to Fode. She also quite ...