Love tryst in Jamaica

My name is Carrie. I am a young woman of thirty years old with a thriving career in the public relations sector. My job is a very demanding one and it requires me to travel frequently to many locations, sometimes to exotic ones. I am a self-confident woman and I enjoy having sex on a regular basis. Whenever I travel, I seize the opportunity to meet young locals and explore their customs. I have had the opportunity to meet many young men and women who have satisfied my quest. Let me recount my latest adventure to you.

During the past month, I travelled to Jamaica for a week. I was required to attend extensive and arduous meetings and workshops with the local agency for five days. I worked hard during the whole week and had the weekend to explore the country. Throughout the week, I got acquainted to the employees working on the reception and I asked them about the trendy pubs and bars where I could hang out. A young lady named Miranda recommended the Banana Beach Club. It was located within the vicinity of the hotel and she stated that it was a groovy and hype place where I was sure to meet locals of my age. On Friday evening, I put on my sexy low cut pants with a tank top, along with a pair of high heels and matching accessories. At 7.30 pm, I reached the local bar. It was fully decorated in beach style and the crowd was a mix of young and middle aged people. There was a live band and the people were happily dancing, chatting and having drinks, relaxing and unwinding after a long and hard week of work. I was soon caught up in the vibes after my first two margaritas. I found myself chatting with a couple of young girls, Tanya and Krista, who came to the bar every Friday night. They talked to me about the local culture and the customs around, something which I am always eager to learn during my trips. They even invited me to hit the dance floor with them. We happily swirled around for two upbeat songs before going back to our table and enjoying another round of margaritas. As we laughed and chatted along, a couple of young black men came and joined us. I found out that the one named Brian was the boyfriend of Tanya, and the one named Mike was the elder brother of Krista. They ordered another round of drinks and they stayed with us chatting for a few moments. Around one hour later, they decided to leave. Mike told me they were going back to the bungalow they had rented for the weekend and asked if I was willing to join them. I happily agreed. I have to admit; I have a thing for black men. Back in high school, my first boyfriend was Afro-American. His name was Tony and we were in a relationship for six months until his family moved to another city. Under the pretence of school work and studying, Tony and I spent long hours at his place and we used to sneak into the outdoor shed to have sex. Tony was my first and he was an expert lover. Although I have had numerous boyfriends over the years, I never really did forget him and he showed me how a man should a woman in the bedroom. It was needless to say that I was instantly attracted to Mike, with his hunky frame and chocolate smooth skin.

The guys called a taxi and we all climbed in. Mike was seated next to me and I could feel his powerful legs and arms against mine. I was feeling dizzy after our drinks and a feeling of excitement tingled my nerves. Mike kept looking at me with a smile and he even put his arm, around my waist, lightly stroking the patch of bare skin revealed by my low cut pants. We arrived at the bungalow a short while later. We decided to have one more drink along with some snacks. The girls put some music on and we all danced, happily laughing and enjoying ourselves thoroughly. Mike held me close to him as we swayed to some exotic tune and I could feel his powerful muscles ripping through his clothes. Tanya, Brian and Krista then said they were ready to call it a night and they retired to their respective bedrooms.

Mike and me were left alone in the living room and we continued to chat. He revealed that he was a steward at the local airline and he confided that his job barely permitted him to be in a long standing relationship. I found him to be an amazing guy with an extensive cultural knowledge, and the attraction I felt for him grew stronger by the minute. We were sitting on the couch in the living room with a soft and sexy music playing in the background. At last, Mike put his arms around my shoulder and drew me closer to him. A tingle of excitement flew down my spine as he cupped my chin and lowered his full lips to mine. We kissed, hesitantly at first, his tongue slowly exploring my mouth. I leaned against him, arching my back to get closer to him. I moaned as he kissed me deeper. His hand ran down my back and settled on my buttocks. 'My God, you're so sexy', he muttered in a low voice. 'Hmmm, you're not so bad yourself', I replied, between two kisses. My hands roamed on his chest and he moaned, his body irradiating. I moved my hands behind his neck and drew his head towards me to kiss him again. I smiled at him and feeling emboldened, Mike traced the outline of my nipples against the thin fabric of my tank top. I moaned as his touch had me shivering. He looked back at me, smoothed my hair and entangled his fingers in my hair, kissing me long and hard this time. I could feel the desire burning like an ardent fire and we were both sighing as our hands dared to explore each other's body. He then took my hand and led me to his bedroom. Closing the door softly, Mike pinned me against the door, his mouth ravaging mine. His hand slid under my tank top and his thumbs tweaked my already hard nipples. He finally threw the top aside and he cupped my breasts in both hands, squeezing them gently. I leaned back against the door and put my arms up, giving him full access to my breasts. I could see his dark eyes burning with desire before he took one nipple in his hand, swirling his tongue and licking it. I moaned even louder and parted my legs slightly so he could stroke my pussy. Bare breasted, I was half mad with desire myself and I pushed him gently back again the bed. Mike sat down on the bed and before he unbuttoned my pants, I took his shirt off. Mike was well built with strong shoulders, a lean back and killer abs. I stood in front of him with my skimpy thong and high heels. He slowly removed them, stroking every inch of my body. He stood up to remove his shoes and jeans and he stood there, his boxer shorts strained by his hard on. By the outline, I could see that my man was well built down there as well. Unable to resist, I knelt down in front of him and peeled his boxer shorts down. His 6 inch cock bobbed up, proud and erect and slick with pre-semen. I opened my mouth and slowly licked the head of his cock, tasting and enjoying the salty taste. Mike moaned and moved my head closer to his body. I took his cock in one hand, gently stroking it and peeling the foreskin back, whilst my other gently fondled his balls. Mike held my head and groaned as I slid his cock deep into my mouth. He started face fucking and I held my ground, enjoying the taste of his gorgeous dick in my mouth, not daring to imagine the amount of pleasure I would feel once it is in my pussy. After giving him a signature blowjob, I gently licked and sucked his balls and I could feel his strong legs tense with pleasure.              

Mike pulled me up and kissed me with a renewed ardour. He sat down on the bed and grabbed my hips. First, he slowly stroked my mound and my slit, rubbing my clit. I put one leg on the bed and he bent down to lick me. I moaned with pleasure as his tongue slowly encircled my clit and he licked it for long minutes. At least, he inserted a finger in my pussy, feeling my juices. I moaned harder and held his head against my pussy. After what seemed to be an eternity, Mike pulled me and brought me down on his lap, kissing me. He fondled my whole body, with a marked preference for my boobs and buttocks. He stroked, squeezed, nibbled and slapped expertly. At last, I laid on my back, naked, on his bed, my breath heaving in anticipation. I could not bear to see his rock hard cock and I guided it to my mouth again, looking at him with half closed eyes as I sucked it long and hard. Since I was an average DD cup, I could not resist sliding his long and thick member in between my boobs, his hot balls resting on my chest. Mike groaned harder as he titty-fucked me. He finally reached for a condom and after putting it on, he lied down and pushed the tip of his glorious cock at the entrance of my pussy. I was already slick wet and I opened my legs wider, pushing him against me. We both sighed when he finally penetrated me. He moved slowly at first and I rocked my hips. He accentuated the movement and soon his long and thick dick was happily ramming into my pussy. I sighed and cried and moaned as my nails raked his back and gripped his buttocks. Mike leaned his head into my neck and he kissed me there. Finally, he pinned my arms up and I shook my head, as I wanted my hands on his satin skin. He shook his in negation and pinned them back harder, as he lowered his head and took one jiggling tit into his mouth, sucking and nibbling on them. His mouth roamed over, above and under both tits, savouring every inch of them. My pussy was throbbing from his constant pounding, but I did not want him to ever stop. Mike flipped me on all fours and slapping my ass repeatedly, he took me again. My moans turned into full fledged screams as he plunged his big black dick into my pussy again and again, reaching over to hold my breasts in both hands. Whenever I am pounded in doggystyle, I usually come hard and this time was no exception. I clawed at my pillow and used it to muffle my screams. At the same moment, I could feel Mike's body tense and his back arch. In one final thrust, he groaned loudly and gripping my buttocks tightly, he ejaculated. He pulled out and removed the condom, discarding it. He then slipped into bed right against me and held me close, our bodies covered in sweat. We both regained our breaths and smiling, we exchanged a last kiss. We laid down for a few moments, his warm body spooned against mine, as he stroked my hair. A few moments later, Mike asked me to spend the night with him. I was tempted to say yes, but I decided against it. I wanted to shower in my hotel room and crawl into bed. We promised to meet again tomorrow morning and Mike escorted me back to the hotel. After my hot shower, I slipped between the sheets and slept like a rock with a happy smile on my face.

The next day, Mike came to meet me at the hotel and we spent the next two days together, exploring the country and visiting all the fun places. We had lunch and dinner at top notch restaurants and we went back to his place on the evening for more lovemaking. I discovered that Mike was an expert lover who did not leave any stone unturned to please his woman in bed. I was totally and utterly satisfied and he worshipped my body like a shrine. We were both sad when I had to leave on Monday morning. However, he promised to visit whenever he could. During the next few months, Mike visited me on several occasions. And in between these visits, we had as much phone sex as we could. Being in two different countries, it was not easy to maintain a long distance relationship and we called it quits six months later. However, Mike and I and are still good friends as at date and I can certainly affirm that it was one of the most memorable love trysts I have had so far.