Jayne gone wild in Africa 2009 - Sex Stories

Jayne gone wild in Africa 2009

... into her tunnel but it didn’t dissuade him and he began to shaft her deep and hard. His rhythm and vigour was powerful and aggressive but she was clearly a little looser now and certainly well lubricated deep in her cunt which seamed to help her take it easier. Despite that, she still grunted and gasped, struggling with his weight and bulk as he banged his tool into her. The angle he was entering her and with her legs almost over her head, I knew his cock was at least in the neck of her cervix. This had been a new bodily sensation for her with Fode and with his weight behind his deep hard humping he managed to penetrate her there and within a few minutes she was close to a high state of arousal. I was holding one leg and David held the other as Fode fucked her relentlessly. David also began to explore her breasts and was joined by another of the dockworkers who pulled down the light corselet to let her boobs jiggle with Fode’s thrusts. I recognised Jayne’s familiar breathing patterns and expression, knowing that she was on the cusp of an orgasm and I added a few choice phrases to the situation like “Do you like fucking black men” And through the humping she managed a distressed “ Uhh.. Uhh.. Uhh yessssss” with her eyes shut. My next classic was “do you like having your cunt full of black men’s spunk” and she gave out a little moan of pleasure but no answer so I pressed on with “Tell him what you want Jayne” There was a tension waiting for an answer but to my total ...

... astonishment and joy she took the punishment Fode was giving her and whimpered between the jolts “ I want …” adding “…their spunk” As she said it she lost control and succumbed to her orgasm. It had been a monumental build up but with Fode deep inside her she gave in, uncontrolled and unashamed. He knew she was in deep pleasure and he banged her hard making her scream with ecstasy. Within a dozen or so strokes he began to spew inside her, grunting with harsh and sharp jolting thrusts. She felt that too and cried out again several times as his load was rammed into her cervix and mixed with the others. Jayne later described the sensation as a jagged piercing pain that dulled into a warm swelling. The exquisite satisfaction was a combination of the illicit filthy sex and the absurd interracial desire. The emotions caused more confusion and this time as Fode released her legs she wept openly on her back with her hands holding her stomach. I was confused and idiotically asked her if she was alright. She nodded and said she was okay, asking for a drink. I passed her wine and she took a sip, then giving back the glass she opened her legs and again investigated her crimson slit. I held her leg at her thigh just on her stocking welt and selfishly pulled her legs apart. As she pushed down on her clit, the thick messy goo oozed from her clit and she asked me if that’s what I’d wanted to see, then thankfully she laughed through the tears. Even at this point I knew there was more to come as half of ...