Jamaican Man

Jamaican Man Jamaican Man

Status: In Progress

Genre: Romance

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Romance

Summary

Aaliyah, a grad student working her way towards a PhD in Cultural Anthropology, finds herself in Jamaica for the summer.

Summary

Aaliyah, a grad student working her way towards a PhD in Cultural Anthropology, finds herself in Jamaica for the summer.

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Submitted: June 21, 2017

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I woke up completely naked, lying on my stomach with my wrists tied up in one of my silky scarfs and attached to the headboard of a bed. I could feel a large callused hand on the back of my thigh, slowly moving up my leg to carress my bottom. Elijah's deep rumble startled the last of any lingering haziness from my mind.


"You have such a thick ass," his accent sending sharp pangs of arousal through my body. I couldn't stop the cat-like mewl that escaped my lips as his fingers began kneading the right cheek of my ass. My hips lifting off the bed, seemingly of their own accord. His other hand on the curve of my back, tracing a path up my spine, stopping to grip the back of my neck briefly. I felt him lean in to kiss my shoulder blade, his hard dick brushing against me. Just as I began to spread my legs a bit, trying to subtly maneuver his growing member at my opening, he moved away leaving me suddenly feeling bereft. 

I didn't even realize that I whimpered at the loss of his body heat until he gently shushed me as he continued his exploration. Elijah placed his hands on each of my thighs, slowly spreading them wide and revealing my damp and glistening pussy. He hummed his appreciation, taking his time as he slid his hot hands up to rest on my ass cheeks, licking my inner thigh. He grabbed my cheeks, exposing my ass and pussy to his intense stare.


Still tied to the headboard, I lifted myself up on my elbows for a better view as I glanced over my shoulder. Elijah's face was hovering over my pussy, his grip tightening on my ass when he shoved his nose right inside my wet folds, inhaling deeply.


"Elijah!" I yelped, glaring at him over my shoulder, blush staining my face at the violation. He ignored me, his tongue continuing his assault on my pussy. His dreadlocks tickled the backs of my thighs as his tongue teased me. A cry pierced the densely humid air and my cheeks heated even more at the wanton sounds I couldn't stop myself from making.

 


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