A Jamaican Welcome (Patreon)

Hello all! Back again with another futa on male Commission. Enjoy!

Preview:

The Latino man notices, feels the intensity of her gaze and swallows hard. His throat clicks, she is easily eight inches taller than him, broader in the shoulders, thicker everywhere that matters. The sheer size of her, those tits, that ass, the prominent bulge between her legs, makes his stomach flip with a mix of nerves and pure, filthy want. He is used to being the one who draws looks for his own enticing backside, not the other way around, so standing there under her stare feels like being sized up for dinner. He almost turns around and walks back to the hotel. Almost. Instead he forces his feet to move. Sand shifts under his toes with every step. The closer he gets, the more details hit him. The way the sun glints off the sheen of sweat and seawater on her carved midsection. The subtle flex of muscle in her thick thighs. The way her balls shift inside the stretched fabric when she plants one foot a little wider, casual and confident. The bikini strings digging into the soft fat of her hips and the deep crease where ass joins thigh. Up close the bulge is even more obscene, thick pipe clearly outlined, the broad head of her seemingly uncut cock pressing against the material, foreskin still covering most of it but the shape unmistakable.

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Luis’s face burns, but his cock throbs in agreement. She is already under his skin, already writing the script. He came over thinking he would do the flirting, but instead she has him standing on a public beach with his ass still tingling from her hand and his five incher leaking inside his trunks while she towers over him looking like a goddess of sex and power.

She glances past him toward the hotel he came from, then back down at his face. “You got a room in that fancy place behind you?”

“Yeah.” He answers without looking.

“Good.” She reaches out and casually adjusts the front of her own bikini bottoms, making the thick outline of her cock jiggle again. The motion is unselfconscious, almost idle, but it makes the thirsty man's mouth water. “My girls are gonna be busy for a while. I got time to kill before tonight. You gonna invite me up, or you gonna keep standin’ here lookin’ like you want to drop to your knees in the sand?” There is a tease in her voice but she also says it in a way that makes it sound like she isn't joking.

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When the fag's orgasm finally starts to fade into helpless twitching, she let the headlock loosen. She plants both hands on the mattress above his shoulders, rises up slightly, and really starts to pound. Her fat, doughy yet dense ass flexes and jiggles with every powerful snap of her hips. Sweat runs down the carved lines of her back and between the deep valley of those heavenly globes, as her locs swing wildly around her face. “Orghh! Fuck, gonna fill this pretty caramel ass!” She snarls, voice raw. “Gonna pump every drop of this load so deep you’ll be shittin' white bricks for fuckin days!” Her rhythm turns short and vicious. Her monster cock swells even more inside him, and her heavy testes draw up tight. With a long, guttural groan she slams home one final time and stays there, hips grinding in tight circles as her orgasm crashes through her. "FUUUUUUUUUUCKING BITCH!!" Chunky, hot cords of fuck-seed erupt deep into Luis’s intestines. Pulse after forceful pulse floods him, the sheer volume forcing some of it to leak out around the sealed tight rim around her cock in messy white rivulets that run down the fag's sac and onto the bed.