Jamaican Me Horny

Jay woke up hard as a rock. He checked his phone first thing - no new messages. Today was the day, at least he hoped, that he might get together with a woman he had been chatting with over email, the only response to his post on an online classified site. He was excited and a bit anxious, not sure what to expect. The only things he knew about her was that her name was Simone, she was of Caribbean descent, was curvy, and had been a very bad girl: she wanted to be spanked.

It was a sunny, dry, spring afternoon. The plans were finalized, and it looked like it was about to happen. Simone needed to be picked up, and so he drove a few miles to her apartment complex near the river. She came out of the building wearing a yellow sundress; she had a round face with a pretty smile, dark complexion, and was indeed full figured with thick thighs and a big butt. It seemed like they hit it off, the conversation wasn't forced as they drove to his place. She was quite intelligent and well traveled, not what he was expecting from a random internet hookup. But expectations can get one in trouble.

Soon they were upstairs in his apartment, he decided to use the guest room futon, it seemed less intimate than his bedroom. The whole thing was starting to feel very out of character for Jay, a straight-laced white guy from the suburbs who never really got into any kink. And here he was, with a sexy Jamaican girl who wanted her fat black ass to be slapped around.

"My boyfriend thinks it's weird or something."

"What's that?" he asked.

"Being spanked. Like there's something wrong with me," she said matter-of-factually.

"Oh...I don't think there's anything wrong with it, per se," he said. He didn't care that she was in a relationship. He was more confused as how to make the move from chatting to spanking.

"No," she agreed. "I think he just doesn't like the way it makes him feel," she said, sliding over onto Jay's lap, solving that problem for him.

"And how does it make you feel," he asked, wrapping his skinny arms around her ample waist.

"Horny..." she breathed into his ear. They began to kiss, Simone grinding her ass into him as he felt his cock stiffen.

"We'll you're a very naughty girl. And you need to be punished for your heretical ways...," he declared. She got up, turned around, and laid down over Jay's lap. He lifted her sundress and started rubbing her ass through her panties.

"You should be spanked..." he went on, and started to softly smack her with his open palm, the sound making tight reverberations in the tiny extra bedroom. She moaned softly with each slap. Gradually he started to spank harder and her legs parted somewhat with each hit. He slipped a finger into the waistband of her panties, and slowly pulled them down, revealing her full, mocha, derriere. His spanks now had more sting without the thin layer of cloth. It was skin on skin. He squeezed her ass cheeks, playing with them, spreading them here and there as his palm came down again and again. Simone was breathing hard as Jay went about his spanking, reminder her that she was a bad little girl. The sweet, familiar scent of her womanhood went straight to his cock, which bulged and he knew she surely could feel it under her stomach.

With his left hand, he started to rub her pussy as he slapped her ass with his right. This seemed to drive her crazy, as she groaned and writhed with pleasure. He slid a finger - then two - inside of her. Soon he was finding that spot, making the "come here" motion with his fingers, which were shiny with that slick juice. He continued to spank her huge, beautiful ass, which jiggled and rippled under his hand. She started bucking back and forth, fucking herself with his fingers, as she moaned louder and louder. He could feel her clamp down on his fingers as they worked inside of her hot, wet, pussy. She was close. Fingering harder, spanking harder, he heard a change in her voice, a scream/groan that was deeper and seemed to come from somewhere deep inside of her. She was cumming. Her body tightened and he watched her tiny asshole pulsate. Jay was so turned on at the sight of her intense orgasm that he himself nearly came.

This would be the only time that they played. Jay would have loved to get together again, to see and even eat her curvy ass and pussy. But it was not meant to be. He had the memories at least, of stepping into uncharted territory, with deliciously sexy results.