The Jungle Wife: A Hotwife Fantasy by Jason Lenov

Author:Jason Lenov [Lenov, Jason]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Thirteenth Line Publications
Published: 2018-02-27T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Letting go of Heather’s ankles, I staggered back and fell into the chair in the corner of the room.

With Heather panting beneath him, Kwabena worked his way up onto the bed. He bent over, cock still buried deep in her pussy, until his chest was pressed against hers.

Seeing her like that, pressed to the bed by his big black frame, legs splayed apart was a stunning sight.

Kwabena began fucking her in long, slow strokes. With each one he drew his hard flesh out of her, black and glistening with her syrup. He would wait a moment before sliding it into her again.

After a while of this, he pressed his lips up close to her ear. He whispered something that was too soft for me to hear.

Heather nodded and her hands drifted down his back to come to a rest on his ass.

This was possibly the most shocking thing that aroused me. Taking another man’s cock into herself was certainly intimate but nothing could top this. Some delicate pillow talk in mid-fuck followed by a tender touch? The way it excluded me from the situation was painfully delicious.

I felt a deep and powerful desire to touch myself but I knew it would be so much better if I waited and enjoyed Heather, too.

As their lovemaking, and that was the only name for it, continued, Kwabena and Heather began to kiss. His thrusts quickened and her hips began to rise with each deep penetration.

The tension was almost too much for me as they approached climax. Heather’s words kept running through my mind.

A little something to remember Africa.

All I could think of was Kwabena’s emission swimming through her, finding its target, taking root and making her belly swell.

Heather began to pant beneath him, her nails digging into his back as she began to come.

Kwabena kept the same, steady pace he had flicking her clit. Not budging an inch until she screamed and began to writhe beneath his bulk.

It was a powerful and extended orgasm, multiple waves of pleasure crashing through Heather. Each time I thought it was over she would rise up again, clinging to him and clawing at him with her nails.

Then, just as her pleasure seemed to recede, Kwabena grunted above her. “Are you coming?” she asked, her voice a frantic whisper.

“Fuck…yes,” Kwabena answered with another grunt.

“Oh my God fill me up with that seed!” Heather begged. And it began all over again.

Their bodies swam on the bed, two undulating waves of clasped flesh.

I sat in my chair staring and imagining what his cock looked like, retching black seed into my convulsing wife.

Kwabena and Heather took a long time drawing out the tail of the orgasm. They slipped back into a gentle swaying fuck, his still-hard muscle sliding in and out of her sticky puss.

A pang of jealousy and shame tore through me as I watched them stare into each other’s eyes and kiss.

Then, as if realizing they were not alone, Kwabena glanced at me, turned to the side, then pulled himself out of Heather and slipped off the bed.

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