African Adventures In Uganda
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Yesterday I travelled with ... and ... to the town .... They have to visit a number of development projects for their work in the vicinity of the city and I could ride along. I quickly put a few things in a shoulder bag and got with them in the car. In a few days I will drive back with them. They dropped me off at the end of the afternoon at a simple hotel just outside the city. The hotel is beautifully situated in a spacious garden. Grass, some palm trees and flowering bushes. Around that a high wall.
Mostly black people stay at the hotel. Strikingly many seem to be (single) men. I understood from the hotel owner that they mainly stay here because of work in the mining industry in the area. I think these are men who occupy a slightly better position and can rent a room in this hotel.
There is hardly any tourism here and I am the only white woman at the site. And I am a sight obviously. Especially yesterday afternoon when I arrived. Then there were many black men in the garden and in the lobby who watched me with great interest. When I passed some of them they winked at me.
During the day it is very quiet in the hotel. Best to understand now because most of the guests are all at work.
So I have a lot of rest. This morning I slept a bit and read something. But now at the beginning of the afternoon the temperature starts to rise. The rooms are reasonably cool in themselves, but do not have air conditioning. And at around 2 o'clock in the afternoon it gets very warm in the rooms, despite the ceiling fan and a fan next to the bed. I'm lying naked on the bed. But even then the room starts to get too hot for me.
I decide to go to the pool. But remember at the same time that I have forgotten to put a swimsuit in my bag. I put on my only dress over my naked body. Do not put on any underwear. That feels a bit cooler and more comfortable.
When I come at the pool there is nobody. The water is very tempting and looks clean. But I do not think it is wise to swim without clothes.
I pull my dress up to my waist and wade through the wonderfully cool water. Feel the heat gently disappear.
When I walk around in the water with the dress to my hips, I suddenly feel like I'm being watched. In the shadows I see a black man sitting at a table who looks at me attentively. He sees that I have discovered him. I estimate him somewhere around 35 or 40 years. Nice body, may be a bit heavy. But smooth black skin. He is sitting bare-chested with only a sports short and apparently was reading a bit. Some magazines on the table in front of him. But my presence now has its full attention.
'You have to go for a swim', he says. 'Not only with the feet in the water'.
I laugh at him. "I would like that, but I forgot to bring my bikini."
I step out of the pool and sit on the side. I pull my dress up above my thighs. He looks at my legs that I extend now. I have nice long legs and I see that he can really appreciate it.
I introduce myself to him. I tell him I am staying for a few days until my friends pick me up again. He introduces himself as 'Isaiah'. He got that name when he was admitted to a mission post as an orphan.
'You can also just swim in bra and pants. That is also allowed here ', he suggests with a smiling face. 'I don’t mind to watch you doing that'.
I decide to challenge him: 'I have no more than just this dress. No bra and no panties. So unfortunately it can not be undressed any further '.
Now I have his interest completely. I see that he tries to see under my dress whether I am indeed naked. He does not succeed.
"You do not believe me?" I ask. "I think you wear more under your shorts than I do under my dress."
He swallows. "No, nothing below," he says. I imagine I see some more bulge showing in his shorts.
I am paring; 'I do not believe that'. Even silence; I am excited now. I decide to continue.
'I want to see that', I challenge him. ‘It looks if you have something under your shorts’.
Then he is over his surprise. He stands up and resolutely takes me by the hand. "Not here then, you come with me. Then you get to see and feel black African cock in you. White women want black dick". That is an invitation that I certainly do not want to refuse now.
I follow him to his room. Just like my room a small room with a bed, and a sofa at the window. The fans also run at full speed here.
I am hot. Without hesitation I pull my dress over my head and stand naked in front of Isaiah. "Fuck me" is the only thing I say.
He grabs the invitation with both hands and pulls me against him.
His hands go directly to my crotch and fingers penetrate immediately. I am already very wet and are getting wetter now.
He pushes me backwards on the couch. I feel his cock penetrate almost immediately at the moment I spread my legs.
Great feeling as he slides in me.
He pushes my legs up to be able to dig deeper. And it is true, size matters! And Isaiah has a dick like a tree trunk that penetrates tightly into my cunt.
After a short freeplay party for him, when he excitedly lets his hands run over my body and his dick find all the depths of my cunt, I ask if we can continue in bed. That is a lot nicer for me than be cropped up on the sofa.
Here Isaiah nestles again directly his hard dick in my cunt and continues with deep punches. He is heavily on me with his full weight while his hips push his dick in me more and more powerfully. The heat is now very heavy with the warm – even hot – body of Isaiah covering my white soft body. Slowly I feel my inside of my body getting warm. An announcement that I'm about to cum.
But it does not go that far. Just before I threaten to come to ecstasy, Isaiah comes very powerful while he is pumping his dick deep in me. I feel how he empties completely. During that he groans and groans as if he is short of breath. He then falls limp on me. Panting. I am panting as well. A few moments later he withdraws. I feel his still hard dick leaving my body. I groan a bit of disappointment. So close. My horniness ebbs away to a languid fatigue.
I'm not into long-term cuddling after sex. And I notice that Isaiah prefers to have his peace now. I stand up and put on my dress over my naked body.
"How did a black man feel?" ask Isaiah. 'Delicious' I answer. "Like to go black again. But longer and more' !. When asked why longer and more I answer that I have just not cum and that white women really want to cum as happy as men do.
'You then come back tomorrow-evening'. 'Then you will get much and more black pleasure from me'. 'I'll make sure you then can cum, cum and cum many times'. ‘Black men can see to that’.
I smile. I have to see that. But I want to try it out, I say. “But then come to my room. Then we try my bed. Black in White woman bed. You then fuck me more and longer”.
Isaiah sticks his thumb as confirmation. ‘So tomorrow around 8?”
I feel terribly horny again and am already looking forward to a new fuck with Isaiah.
Mostly black people stay at the hotel. Strikingly many seem to be (single) men. I understood from the hotel owner that they mainly stay here because of work in the mining industry in the area. I think these are men who occupy a slightly better position and can rent a room in this hotel.
There is hardly any tourism here and I am the only white woman at the site. And I am a sight obviously. Especially yesterday afternoon when I arrived. Then there were many black men in the garden and in the lobby who watched me with great interest. When I passed some of them they winked at me.
During the day it is very quiet in the hotel. Best to understand now because most of the guests are all at work.
So I have a lot of rest. This morning I slept a bit and read something. But now at the beginning of the afternoon the temperature starts to rise. The rooms are reasonably cool in themselves, but do not have air conditioning. And at around 2 o'clock in the afternoon it gets very warm in the rooms, despite the ceiling fan and a fan next to the bed. I'm lying naked on the bed. But even then the room starts to get too hot for me.
I decide to go to the pool. But remember at the same time that I have forgotten to put a swimsuit in my bag. I put on my only dress over my naked body. Do not put on any underwear. That feels a bit cooler and more comfortable.
When I come at the pool there is nobody. The water is very tempting and looks clean. But I do not think it is wise to swim without clothes.
I pull my dress up to my waist and wade through the wonderfully cool water. Feel the heat gently disappear.
When I walk around in the water with the dress to my hips, I suddenly feel like I'm being watched. In the shadows I see a black man sitting at a table who looks at me attentively. He sees that I have discovered him. I estimate him somewhere around 35 or 40 years. Nice body, may be a bit heavy. But smooth black skin. He is sitting bare-chested with only a sports short and apparently was reading a bit. Some magazines on the table in front of him. But my presence now has its full attention.
'You have to go for a swim', he says. 'Not only with the feet in the water'.
I laugh at him. "I would like that, but I forgot to bring my bikini."
I step out of the pool and sit on the side. I pull my dress up above my thighs. He looks at my legs that I extend now. I have nice long legs and I see that he can really appreciate it.
I introduce myself to him. I tell him I am staying for a few days until my friends pick me up again. He introduces himself as 'Isaiah'. He got that name when he was admitted to a mission post as an orphan.
'You can also just swim in bra and pants. That is also allowed here ', he suggests with a smiling face. 'I don’t mind to watch you doing that'.
I decide to challenge him: 'I have no more than just this dress. No bra and no panties. So unfortunately it can not be undressed any further '.
Now I have his interest completely. I see that he tries to see under my dress whether I am indeed naked. He does not succeed.
"You do not believe me?" I ask. "I think you wear more under your shorts than I do under my dress."
He swallows. "No, nothing below," he says. I imagine I see some more bulge showing in his shorts.
I am paring; 'I do not believe that'. Even silence; I am excited now. I decide to continue.
'I want to see that', I challenge him. ‘It looks if you have something under your shorts’.
Then he is over his surprise. He stands up and resolutely takes me by the hand. "Not here then, you come with me. Then you get to see and feel black African cock in you. White women want black dick". That is an invitation that I certainly do not want to refuse now.
I follow him to his room. Just like my room a small room with a bed, and a sofa at the window. The fans also run at full speed here.
I am hot. Without hesitation I pull my dress over my head and stand naked in front of Isaiah. "Fuck me" is the only thing I say.
He grabs the invitation with both hands and pulls me against him.
His hands go directly to my crotch and fingers penetrate immediately. I am already very wet and are getting wetter now.
He pushes me backwards on the couch. I feel his cock penetrate almost immediately at the moment I spread my legs.
Great feeling as he slides in me.
He pushes my legs up to be able to dig deeper. And it is true, size matters! And Isaiah has a dick like a tree trunk that penetrates tightly into my cunt.
After a short freeplay party for him, when he excitedly lets his hands run over my body and his dick find all the depths of my cunt, I ask if we can continue in bed. That is a lot nicer for me than be cropped up on the sofa.
Here Isaiah nestles again directly his hard dick in my cunt and continues with deep punches. He is heavily on me with his full weight while his hips push his dick in me more and more powerfully. The heat is now very heavy with the warm – even hot – body of Isaiah covering my white soft body. Slowly I feel my inside of my body getting warm. An announcement that I'm about to cum.
But it does not go that far. Just before I threaten to come to ecstasy, Isaiah comes very powerful while he is pumping his dick deep in me. I feel how he empties completely. During that he groans and groans as if he is short of breath. He then falls limp on me. Panting. I am panting as well. A few moments later he withdraws. I feel his still hard dick leaving my body. I groan a bit of disappointment. So close. My horniness ebbs away to a languid fatigue.
I'm not into long-term cuddling after sex. And I notice that Isaiah prefers to have his peace now. I stand up and put on my dress over my naked body.
"How did a black man feel?" ask Isaiah. 'Delicious' I answer. "Like to go black again. But longer and more' !. When asked why longer and more I answer that I have just not cum and that white women really want to cum as happy as men do.
'You then come back tomorrow-evening'. 'Then you will get much and more black pleasure from me'. 'I'll make sure you then can cum, cum and cum many times'. ‘Black men can see to that’.
I smile. I have to see that. But I want to try it out, I say. “But then come to my room. Then we try my bed. Black in White woman bed. You then fuck me more and longer”.
Isaiah sticks his thumb as confirmation. ‘So tomorrow around 8?”
I feel terribly horny again and am already looking forward to a new fuck with Isaiah.
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