White Wedding, Blacked Bride 4: Honeymoon 1

By Anita Blackmann

The Bride is back! She's married now and the debauchery of the reception is behind her. She has vowed to herself that she will not stray again. That her addiction for dark-skinned men has been satiated.

Maybe she shouldn't have picked Jamaica for her honeymoon, then!

Things don't go as planned on their honeymoon night and she runs out into the night. She finds herself on a secluded beach and is startled by a tall local man who has come to poach coconuts by moonlight. He invites her to join him.

He's strong and handsome and charming. What's a poor young bride like her supposed to do?

The Bride has a fever. Jamaica has the big black cure!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Deadlier Than the Male Publications
• Release date: Jul 18, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310654039

Anita Blackmann

Anita Blackmann married young, fresh out of high school. It was obvious that neither of them was ready for marriage, and it ended within a couple of years.With stars in her eyes, she went to Hollywood next and acted for a while, mostly in small parts in independent films. She met and married a producer who introduced her into a world of wild parties and underground sex clubs. She came to fear for her health and sanity, and eventually walked away from him and his money.She leads a very different life now, and has decided to write of the world she she once knew as a way of empowerment.

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White Wedding, Blacked Bride 4: Honeymoon 1

by Anita Blackmann

Copyright 2016 Anita Blackmann

Published 2016 by Deadlier Than the Male Publications

All characters in this story are 18 and over.

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Hot Words

Interracial, Hotwife, Gangbang, Anal, Spitroast, DP/Double Penetration, Bareback, Breeding

Table of Contents

Excerpt

White Wedding, Blacked Bride 4: Honeymoon 1

Book 4, Chapter 1

Book 4, Chapter 2

Book 4, Chapter 3

Book 4, Chapter 4

Book 4, Chapter 5

Bonus Material from White Wedding, Blacked Bride 5: Honeymoon 2

Other Books by Anita Blackmann

About the Author

Excerpt

He took me like a man! I felt a strong arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me to him – pressing my flesh against his. His lips were on mine and his tongue probed immediately. I opened my mouth to let him inside. My hands played with his finely sculpted chest and his free hand slipped underneath my top, pulling it up, and squeezing my tit. I moaned and creamed my Daisy Dukes.

My top was the first thing to go, pulled over my head and drop to the ground. As we pressed our bodies together again, I felt his hand over my shorts, grabbing my pussy and stroking it firmly. I shuddered as I came, being molested by this ebony giant, just off that moonlit beach. He held me up, otherwise, I would've collapsed to the dirt.

Collecting my wits, I grabbed at his midsection. His abs were lean and hard. I reached down further, seeking his lump. I was not disappointed. Even through his jeans, I could feel he was big and thick and, best of all, he was hard as a rock. I yanked at his fly and slid my hand inside.

He wasn't wearing underwear. I grabbed his hard, fleshy rod, firmly stroking it. Feeling the heat in the thick veins that I knew would soon be giving me so much pleasure. He let go of me long enough to kick out of his pants. A second later, my Daisy Dukes were on the ground as well.

I can't tell you how absolutely naughty I felt, standing there in the great outdoors, in this strange land with a man whose name I didn't even know, naked as the day I was born. It may have been late, but there were still people about and someone could easily walk by.

And I couldn't have cared less!

I couldn't stop jerking his fuckstick. I bent down – I didn't have that far to go – and slathered the head with my tongue. There was so much precum there. I sucked it all into my mouth and let it slosh over my tongue before swallowing it down. His balls had sporadic bits of nappy hair on them, but I played with them just the same. Still stroking him, I looked up. Please fuck me, I said.

Without a sound, he bent over and lifted me into his arms. He carried me back to the coconut tree. It had a long slow curve to it and it was quite broad. He rested me on it and parted my legs. He straddled the trunk with his feet.