The flavour of Jamaica
Upon hearing that I had won a trip to Jamaica through my office I was overjoyed, as I had never been anywhere outside of Canada before. I was told that I had won an all inclusive vacation, with all the trimmings. Only later on was I to know just how good the “trimmings” would be. My flight arrived early in the afternoon on a Friday and I was greeted at the airport by a large man in a suit holding a sign with my company’s logo on it. “Are you Mr. Kale?” asked the well dresses limo driver. After I responded I was given a firm handshake and a warm smile, “welcome to Jamaica Mr. Kale.” I was escorted to a limo outside the airports terminal and my journey began. I was astonished by the beauty of the land I was surrounded in, as well as the colorful array of people. As we made our way to my hotel I suddenly became aware that I really had no plans set for my evening, I had slept virtually the entire way here s
o I really had no desire to spend the night in. I asked the driver Marcellas if he knew any local night spots that were friendly to “out-of-towners.” “Hmmm… yes I can think of at least one man, it’s called the Palmgrove.” “Really” I responded, “just how friendly is this place?” “Oh I think it will be right up your alley man, it is a real diverse place, if you know what I mean.” After checking in and enjoying a wonderful dinner I decided to go and check out the Palmgrove. I hailed a cab and instructed the driver as to my intended destination. “You sure you wanna go there mon?” the driver asked in a heavily accented voice. I told him that I was informed that it would be my kind of place and that it catered to tourists. “So you want to experience the flavour of Jamaica do ya, well alright mon I’ll take you there.” We arrived shortly thereafter. The club was brightly lit from the outside and the distinctive
thump of reggae base lines could be heard emanating from inside. The inside of the club was as I expected, decorated with an island theme, and quite packed with what appeared to be entirely locals. I shook this fact off and made my way to the bar. After having a few drinks and absorbing the atmosphere I started to notice a commonality amongst the patrons of the club. The women seemed to be quite friendly with each other, as did the men. Men were dancing with each other, grinding their hips up against one another. I noticed one couple actually had their hands down each other’s pants! From this point onward my night took an entirely different turn.
Now I am what you would probably call bisexual, but in truth I had never really found real satisfaction in the bedroom with a woman, all my most memorable occasions had been with men. As the rum worked its magic I began to feel very welcome, and very horny. I felt a warm hand place itself on my shoulder followed by a deep voiced, “hello me-man can I and I buy you a drink?” I turned to see a thin, but well built, man in his late 20’s smiling at me. After accepting his offer I was presented yet another, “you wan come to the VIP room with me?” “That depends,” I said “what’s in the VIP room?” “Common man don’t be so worried, every ting gwan be irie, we go have a little ganja and a little fun.” The offer sounded intriguing and, in truth, I had never been with a black man before, and I was about to get my “fill.We made our way to a dimly lit room in the back of the club. U
pon entering the room I was instantly hit with the intense smell of “ganja” and the musky smell of sex. In the corner I saw two extremely well endowed men giving each other hand jobs, then one of them sat down on a couch. He positioned his massive cock straight and the other man straddled him and lowered himself onto the thick shaft. My eyes couldn’t believe what I saw, the man’s cock had to be 11” long and it was buried up to his balls in the other mans ass. Suddenly I was snapped back to reality when my friend whispered in my ear “you like that boy?” I nodded my head “well we will see what we can do to accommodate you,” followed my friend. He led me to another couch in the opposite corner of the room and sat me down. “You smoke ganja man?” asked the Jamaican “yes once in a while I like to partake,” I answered. From his shirt pocket he produced a pipe. After what seemed to be an eternity of smoke I noticed my friend was rubbi
ng a very large bulge in his pants. “I got a friend in here who would like to meet you man,” said the Jamaican. I licked my lips as my mouth started to water at the thought of sucking that big chocolate shaft. He then undid his fly and produced a cock the likes of which I had never seen. Although it was about 8” long it was also about 3” thick. “You ever taste a black man’s meat before boy?” asked the Jamaican I told him that I had not. “Well then you are in for a real treat, and I have lots of cream for you boy so you better be ready.” He placed his hand on the back of my head and lowered my mouth onto his huge cock. I sucked, at first, just on his fat head, swirling my tongue around the tip. His cock was so hard (as was my own) and could barely fit 4” of it in my mouth. I bobbed up and down changing my speed with every plunge. “Ohhhh, man… ahhh boy you suck so good, common boy take it deep, yea that’s it baby,” moned
the Jamaican. “Alright baby your suckin’ is so good I cant wait any more, I’m gonna cum in your mouth, now there’s gonna be a whole lot so be a good boy and swallow it all.” With a loud “ahhhhh!” his balls exploded in my mouth. His cum was so thick and sweet and he wasn’t kidding when he told me it would be a lot, my mouth was filling up so fast I could barely swallow it all. Every time I thought he was done his body would shudder, his cock would throb and another gooey surge would be pumped into my eager mouth. I was so busy trying to swallow all of his man juice I hadn’t even noticed the small audience that had gathered to observe our display of carnal delight. After I licked my lips and hands free I started to notice that our audience was beginning to disrobe, “now the real party begins boy,” said my Jamaican friend. The next thing I knew I was surrounded by three rock hard, long, chocolate cocks. They were being pushed into my face as
I desperately tried to service all of them. “I think the white boy is wearin’ too much clothes,” said one of the men, and with that they began to disrobe me. I knelt there, naked, drooling over these men’s beautiful members, wondering what was in store for me next. One of the larger men approached me from behind and instructed me to stand up and bend over. I asked myself “does he seriously think I can take that gigantic cock up my tiny hole?” I felt cool liquid being squirted up my anus followed by a finger working the liquid up inside me. I guess the man felt me tense up “don’t worry boy I’m gonna give it to you long and slow, nice and gentle, you’ll like it.” The swollen head of his shaft began pushing its way into me, at first it hurt but I was taken over by a rush of pleasure as he slowly began sliding his cock in and out of my ass, deepening with each thrust. The other two men stroked their thick cocks and repeatedly took turns plunging th
em into my mouth. One by one each man took his turn impaling me on his huge dicks. The first man who fucked me told me to sit on his cock in a reverse cowgirl position so that his two friends could still get their cocks sucked. At this point I had a hard on so intense I could cut glass with it so my friend who filled my stomach up with cum got down on his knees between us and proceeded to wrap his lips around my cock. I barely lasted two minutes before the intensity of that 11” dick being pumped in and out of me combined with one of the finest blowjobs I have ever had drove me into orgasm. My friend moaned with pleasure as my load squirted into his mouth. Before swallowing my entire load he stood up and kissed one of the men who had about 5” of his cock buried in my mouth. As the two men kissed I could see my cum being shared between the two of their mouths. The man underneath me began to quicken his pace as his thrusts grew faster and faster I felt the familiar swelling of his cock that told me h
e was about to cum. “Alright boy ahhhhh…. stand up its time to swallow!” The other two men were pushed out of the way as the man underneath me jumped up and proceeded to ram his cock in my mouth and again huge spurts of cum began to shoot into my mouth as I swallowed every drop of his delicious cream the other two men began jerking their cocks furiously. The man who I had just satisfied collapsed to the floor. One of the two men now standing in front of me instructed me to open my mouth and stick out my tongue. They came simultaneously one of them plastering my face with hot jism the other spraying his cream into my mouth. “Yeaaaaa that’s it boy, you like all that black cream don’t you?” said one of the men. “Yes I do baby pump it all into my mouth,” I answered. Afterwards one of the men invited me to slide my cock up his ass as a favour for satisfying him and his friends. I took up his offer and absolutely fucked his brains out. One of the men who I
ran into later said he could hear the moans form the VIP room over the music in the club. I took a look at the clock and realized that it was getting pretty late, I must have been back there for at least four hours!
So I said goodbye to my new friends and went back to my hotel for a shower and some much needed rest. The rest of my vacation was pretty uneventful other that you’re standard beaches, sunsets, and cocktails but nothing would compare to the taste, which was still lingering in my mouth after three days. I had discovered what had initially been a prank played on me by the limo driver, had worked out to my exquisite benefit, funny how that happens. Looking back on it all my tastes were made much more exotic by my experience and I don’t think I will ever forget the phrase “welcome to Jamaica.”
