A Broken Barrier.
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Last published Sun, Nov 30, 2025
A Guyanese x Jamaican love story , filled with unexplained drama.
Nari came from an abusive household, her father was abusive to her only. Her mom never helped her- only used to be verbally abuse though.
The abuse stopped when he was sentenced to 15 years imprisonment, her mom started to give her more work than her sister's and started to leave her home with them all alone. With no food, wifi or money. This all started from age 14.
She put an end to this and moved to Jamaica for the better, only to be met up with trayvon's mess. One night stand.
Changed her mind and went back to Guyana but in later years came back to Jamaica, but this time without drama and with a goal..
Will it all last?
My legs shook like crazy as I tried to keep eye contact.
He kept his pace while staring dead into my eyes.
He smirked.
"Ya mek me give yuh me youth if ya stare Pon me so." He said speeding up.
My eyes rolled back and I closed them shut as I pushed on his lower stomach trying to push him out.
My moans were uncontrollable.
His lips found mine as he quieted moans.
Our skin slapping together could be heard from 2 houses down I'm sure of it, trying to kiss back and also control my moans one slipped out.
He took advantage of that and slipped his tongue into my mouth.
I pushed him away from his neck as I fought for breath and to keep in my moans.
He took my foot from his shoulders and pushed dem to my head.
"Hold yuh foot dem b."
I tried to comply but failed miserably.
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