1. Confessions of A Dancehall Ex- Wife Part 1


    Date: 6/28/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Cheating, Interracial, Straight Sex, Written by women, Author: Erotical, Source: sexstories.com

    I did not write this story. A lot of the words has been changed to English, so that any reader, unfamiliar with Patois , (pronounced Patwa), which is Jamaican Creole, can better understand the story. I have left some intact though, which I hope readers will be able to understand. As I felt the language added flavour to the story. Also I had to some parts,( Not too well, I might add), because some of the story is missing and the sex scenes were very few and just not that explicit. Seeing this is a sex site and all. But it isn't my story. I didn't write it. This first chapter does not contain any sex. Please approach this story with an open mind. Do not use this story and think all persons in Jamaica are like this. If you look on my profile you will see I am Jamaican. Reading this story however has given me an insight of how some Dancehall people live their lives in my country. This story seem from a different world to me, as it will to some of you who read it. I am sure crime and violence is in all countries. I was aware of it, but this up close glimpse is new for me. And I found the story very interesting , and hope you will too. Constructive critisms and feedback will be greatly appreciated. Erotical. Confessions of A Dancehall Ex Wife Part 1 by Belly Bang I saw him. Its been years, and he still looks good. Sexy lips. A body that screams sex. Eyes that were still filled with life and humor. Never knew that just looking into his eyes would rekindle that good old feeling. You ...
    know what I am talking about. That feeling that sends a spark through the brain, down the spine and all through the body. Any other feelings. Of hunger, depression, fatigue are replaced by that special feeling. Background. We first met at a friend’s house. Marvin was his name. Sex first, then we got to know each other. He was younger, moved in all circles, from Cherry Gardens to Jungle, a regular patron of the popular clubs, a dancehall personality. I was the working girl, not your average 9-5er, but the checks were coming in and the bills were being paid. He didnt work, traveled frequently, drove a nice car, several cell phones and always had money, lots of it. I didnt ask, he didnt tell. I didnt want to think about it because that wasnt my business. My friends told me not to worry. As long as he wasnt using it I had no problem. We partied hard, fucked harder. We did the family visits, his mother liked me. His father, who was living with second wife, was the older, much sexier version of him. His father liked me, alot, I suppose like how he would like wife # 3. After visiting with families were out of the way, my man and I eventually moved in with each other.It was then that I made the decision not to crowd him, to give him some space, after all, we were living as man & wife so a little space wouldn’t hurt. I started going out more often with my friends and he partied with his. We liked the arrangement. After all we shared the same bed at nights when he was in the island. It ...
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