Author: island_snowbird972

Jamaican Eggplant — Afterwards (Part 4 – Ending) [MF]

[part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hagfth/jamaican_eggplant_afternoon_beach_part_1_mf/?utm_source=share)

[part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hb3nhw/jamaican_eggplant_night_beach_part_2_mf/?utm_source=share)

[part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hbqh56/jamaican_eggplant_the_dark_man_part_3_mfm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

As soon as the room door back at the hotel locked, Ellie hugged me. She buried her head in my shoulder and trembled. I pulled her tight patting her shoulder. She was undoing my pants. She stumbled backward and pulled me on top of her on the bed. My pants slid down just to mid thigh. She had my erection in hand, guiding me between her legs. It happened so fast, she shocked me.

“I’m so sorry. I love you,” Ellie said, keeping eye contact.

She smiled sweetly. She held too tight. I kissed her, holding her tight too. I tried to comfort her. She seemed so troubled.

“You know I love you very much.” I said.

I pushed up to make eye contact. She smiled when I began rocking in and out. The smile relaxed as she moaned. I increased my rhythm and Ellie wrapped her legs around me. I saw her urgency, the difference in sex this time. Her almost desperate mood heightened my feeling. I felt her subtle intensity. When I began deep thrusting she pulled me tight with her legs. She smiled, looking with pleading eyes. Her eyes turned to relief when I came in her again. She pulled my head to her shoulder and held me inside with her legs. We both fell asleep in this embrace. Read more »

Jamaican Eggplant — The Dark Man (Part 3) [MFM]

[part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hagfth/jamaican_eggplant_afternoon_beach_part_1_mf/?utm_source=share)

[part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hb3nhw/jamaican_eggplant_night_beach_part_2_mf/?utm_source=share)

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The dark man stepped forward from shadows into moonlight. He wore off-white, loose fitting linen shorts. He was a big man, a lot bigger than me. He had his hand on his crotch. She looked down from his eyes and stared at his hand against his white shorts. Moonlight illuminated the bulge in the thin fabric. His fingers played with the shape growing down his leg. We watched it grow, hidden under the pant leg. He watched us looking and smiled.

“Wanna see?”

Without waiting for an answer he worked the pant leg up until the thick, dark glans poked out. Those website photos could be faked. But here before us was big and dark and real.

“Hashtag eggplant ,” she said with a delirious grin. I couldn’t believe she said that. What a situation. I thought our interrupted sex tonight left her too horny. Her legs still wrapped around my head.

I stopped kissing Ellie and looked up at the voyeur’s face.

“Don’t stop,” the dark man said with a deep voice and heavy accent. Read more »

Jamaican Eggplant – Night Beach (Part 2) [MF]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hagfth/jamaican_eggplant_afternoon_beach_part_1_mf/?utm_source=share)

Bright moonlight illuminated the beach. The dry sand shown light. The wet sand looked like dark shadows. Subtle bioluminescence lit up pale blue in breaking waves. The beach landscape takes your breath away with the moon, glowing surf and shadows. We saw nobody else along the beach.

“The bartender was staring at me.” Ellie whispered.

“The bar was dark. We could barely see him.”

I couldn’t help looking either. Her nipples were clear to see. And the shape of her breasts. She surprised me leaving the room wearing just the dress and nothing else. We had just one drink at the tiki bar while sitting at the edge of the light.

“Hey.” She took the phone from her bag. When I turned her way she took a photo. She grabbed my arm pulling me close. With a practiced move she struck a pose and snapped a selfie of us. She pulled me in for a kiss and snapped another.

Ellie let go of me and swiped through the photos. She tweaked some. “I am so good at this! One handed. Perfect.” Read more »

Jamaican Eggplant – Afternoon Beach (Part 1) [MF]

This happened a few years ago when my wife and I went on vacation. This was just a couple sentences in my journal. She found the journal and added to it. I didn’t intend to share. When I saw her words, I thought, yikes! Long story short, this grew from there.

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“Really?” Ellie said sarcastically.

I turned the volume down to just vibrate and replied to the text message.

“We’re on vacation…on the beach…you know, o-c-e-a-n,” she continued. “I’m hot. Let’s get in the water and cool off.”

“Just a second…”

“Catch up,” she got up with a smirk, not waiting.

I held the phone so I could watch her tip toe across the hot sand. Ellie had long sandy brown hair pulled back in a messy pony tail. She is average height. Her bikini held her b-cups. Her perfect butt swayed in the pastel purple. Once she got to the wet, cooler sand in the surf she walked normal. She is gorgeous. She waded until waves rose to her waist. Swells rolled down to her thighs and almost up to her bikini top. Afternoon sun struck her wet bottoms, accenting the pale purple cloth clinging to her butt cheeks. Her hips swayed with the force of incoming waves. She splashed water on her chest and shoulders. She rubbed the cooler water on her neck and cheeks. She didn’t want her frizzy hair wet again with salty brine. She held her arms out to me, gesturing to come. Read more »