Jayne gone wild in Africa 2009 - Sex Stories

Jayne gone wild in Africa 2009

... had explained everything to him correctly. I also asked him if he was comfortable about me being just a spectator and perhaps a later participant Just as we we’re leaving the room I told both of them that Jayne would probably consent to try anything but I was very insistent and made it completely understood that if they attempted anal intercourse with her they must wear condoms. I’d already confessed to Jayne of my desire and fantasy of seeing her being sodomised by a huge, well hung black man. The exhilaration of that preparation almost rivals the ultimate event. It exhausts me anyway. I was talking to David in the foyer while Fode collected Jayne back in the bar and they walked out together. The idea was that Fode would take us back to the Cameyenne dropping then collect us about 7.30. He would take us to meet David at a locals music bar. He stated very clearly that there wouldn’t be any other white people there, it was off the tourist route but we would be safe with him and David who was apparently well known there. At the car David opened the door for her and she put a hand on his shoulder and gave him a polite peck on the cheek, as the French do. The drive back was matter of fact with Jayne quiet again. Fode was also less talkative and I put it down to the anticipation. Once back at the room it was time for an immersion in the pool. The cold water was like a baptism and it refreshed me sharpening the intent of the evening although back in the room I was quite anxious ...

... about the time we had left or the lack of it. Jayne had showered on the patio and was now in the bathroom, door closed predictably. I went to rinse of the chlorine and then dried in the bedroom before dressing. I decided against any more alcohol at that point and made a coffee instead. I remembered at the last minute to change the Hi8 tape in the camcorder and charge the battery too. As she always takes so long to get ready I was dressed and laid back on the bed when she came out. She looked fantastic for a 46 year old married mum of two. Although my preference for her is always stockings and the associated paraphernalia this time she was wearing a pair of skin tight white spandex pedal pushers and white matching blouse with her black thong and lace bra clearly seen through the material. She was also wearing her daring black patent stilettos and her makeup set the outfit off especially her glossy bright red lips. She looked phenomenal and I got up and told her so motioning to kiss her carefully on her lips but she shooed me away stating again that she’d done her mouth and it’d taken her ages to get it right. That action had significance later because when Fode arrived to collect us she went immediately to him and kissed him fully on the mouth without hesitation including a little French tonguing. He picked up her pre packed bag and carried it for her and naturally I did mention the willing kiss as we walked through the complex to the car, saying that I thought she didn’t want to ...