WHAT’S UP WITH THE THE WOOD IN JAMAICA?

Dear D’Marco,
You write so eloquently putting desires into a woman’s head I thought you might have an opinion on this: I don’t think Jamaican men enjoy sex! They have a tool and use it, but they never seem to pleasure the woman’s needs. Women don’t seem to be a priority no matter how good they are and how much they can do for their man. What happen to romance? Why do I always get the short end of the stick?
* * *
First, thanks for the compliment! Since I am black American I cannot even begin to speak for Jamaican men and even if I did it would of course be a generalization. I also have to imagine, somewhere, someplace there’s a woman asking the exact same question you’ve asked about Italian men, and Spanish men, and American men.
That said, in my opinion regardless of ethnicity and culture, a man will care more about a woman’s need when they are genuinely in love and emotionally invested in their woman. When this is the case, I think their woman’s needs and pleasures usually do get met (or at least the attempt is made). But to have sex where your pleasure is basically getting ignored is most likely a sign of selfishness of your partner, sexual immaturity, or simply a lack of real love. I tend to lean toward the latter as real love usually sets the tone for real romance.
Now back to your accusation towards Jamaican men. You might consider that Jamaican men know that every week there are planes of women, especially white women who travel to their country and have an um…let’s say, liking for them. For some of these women it almost borders on a fetish.
Well, many of the Jamaican men being very aware of their appeal will be oh so generous to satisfy the convenient sexual curiosities of these tourists, no problem mon! Now I’m not saying you, but if a woman were to find herself in this position, your personal pleasure just may be at the bottom of the Jamaican stud’s priority list, no candles, no wine, no romance, thus you getting the short end of the stick (pardon the pun).
But hey, I’m no one special. That’s just my two cents for whatever it’s worth.
Peace n’ Blessings
D.H.

Leave a Reply