Ch .08 Returning Home
Returning Home
48 hours later, Amanda flew from the U.S and landed in the UAE. She was greeted by her ****** at the airport. She felt a strange sense of relief but also trepidation, given how awfully wrong things had gone in the first semester of college. It was a hot day in June as she sat in the back of the car, with her father and driver in the front. They left the airport and her *** asked her “So Mandy, did you have a good time in college?” She paused as flashes of hardcore sex and sexual situations appeared before her eyes. “Huh? Yeah haha I did. But it’s good to be bad, I need a break!” They drove around 2 hours to a country side house where they were preparing to spend the weekend with the wider ******. After they arrived, the housemaid of Filipino decent, showed Amanda to her room. “Do you want me to unpack for you madamme?” Maria asked.
Amanda responded “Oh no hun thats fine I will take care of it”. Amanda was wearing just flip flops, shorts, a white tee and had her hair tied back. She had sweat quite a lot that day but the cool air conditioned room was a welcome change. She sat on the bed, reached down and started to unzip her bag. Immediately, to her surprise, the head of her Shane diesel dildo popped out of the case. The housemaid, thankfully, had left the room. Amanda instinctively took it out and put it in the bed-side drawer. She unpacked the rest of her belongings and setup her laptop on the table which had a vista like view of a big garden and mountains in the distance. She could see some of her younger toddler cousins running, frolicking about. She thought to herself “how innocent they are..”. “Madamme, the food is ready outside, do you want to come downstairs?” Maria asked.
“In a bit Maria, I just need to shower, haven’t had one in what seems like days hah!” Amanda responded. She removed her flip flops and undressed, not caring about closing the curtains or door to her room and simply walked to the toilet and went in. As the shower started, she tepid water started to hit the stone and granite floor and walls. She turned it to slightly colder and turned the power to full, so that the sounds of the droplets would drown out any noise. Instinctively she placed one leg on an indentation in the wall, where usually soap and other shower accessories would lay. She looked down at her vagina and then immediately looked up at the ceiling wondering if now would be a good time to rub one out. A sense of embarrassment overcame her as it was in this very bathroom she had grown up as a little conservative girl. Now her mind was on squarely on how to quickly rub herself off.
She forgave herself with a “ohnn fuck it” and stuck three of her fingers in her vagina. She let out a “ooooofff ohhnn” as the vagina responded with a throbbing pain. She wondered what was wrong but then remembered how Lamar had ***** her just 24 hours ago in every which way. Her pussy was obviously still very sore, if not permanently damaged. She tried again and the pain was of equal intensity. But her presence of the shower had reminded her of her ordeal with Lamar which also took place in her shower, albeit in her dorm room thousands of miles away.
Amanda tried to work through the pain as she fingered her pussy lightly.It had been just twenty seconds and she felt a sharp wave of pleasure start in her vagina and travel up her breasts.
She gave out a confused moan “huhnnn? Ohhnn? What uh ohhnn?” She had never experienced an orgasm this quickly and not one that felt like this.
As she continued to stroke herself, the frequency of the waves of pleasure and pain started to increase. Her feet started to shudder as she started to lose balance.
She bent forward in hope that the pain to pleasure ratio would now be lower; her eyes wide back in their eye sockets, trying to speak “ohhnn no noh nohn why…why is this happening so…uhnn…Uhnn.”
Something had changed in Amanda’s physiology. Her vagina would become wet almost instantly when she would see a black man or a group of black men and she would orgasm nearly instantly upon touching herself. It is almost as if her body had primed itself for black cock sex. This was a lesson in biology that she wouldn’t have learned in any of her classes. She opened the shower door and tip toed out, with the shower still running as she needed her special friend. As she opened the door of her toilet, she peeked into her room to see if anyone was there; nobody was. She walked over bare feet to the drawer, quickly snatched the black dildo and took it back with her in the shower. Her feet left small puddles of water behind her. With a sense of excitement she got back into the shower and immediately got onto her knees. She then took left hand and cupped her breasts as if wanting to catch some of the falling water droplets. With her right hand she held the large black cock dildo and started to slowly suck it. She started to twirl her tounge around the black dildo “hmmmnnnhhm ohh yeah” she sighed “ohnnnn Lamar….your black dick…” Amanda started to chant. “Guck, guck, splosh, guck” she started to aggressively mouth fuck the dildo while she moved her hand from her breasts and started to probe her pussy.
She started to jerk herself off wildly, creating a distinct “whap, whap, slosh, tap, slap” sound. “I want to suck…Ohn god uhhnn…suck black cocks…oh I want to…yeahhh…yeahhhhh..yEAHHHH…oh YEAHHHHNN” Amanda started to moan and scream rather loudly, thinking that the sound of the shower would drown her love cries out. She heard a deep voice and commotion. It sounded muffled and then became louder as a man entered her toilet “Mandy baby are you ok?” Amanda’s heart almost fell to her stomach and adrenaline started to pump. To her shock and dismay, her father had walked into her toilet with her masturbating to black men and thoughts of her previous ******. Only, luckily the shower door was now steamy so he couldn’t see her.
“Am ok habibi you scared me” Amanda nervously responded. Her father retorted “and you me! Did you fall down?” He asked.
Amanda responded irritated “no ***, I had just dropped the shower handle, ill be down in 10..” Her *** left, shutting the bathroom door behind him. Feeling rather unsatisfied and interrupted, Amanda turned the shower nozzle off, placing the dido on the window sill, while she quickly dried herself off. She walked into her room with her towel rapped around her body and dildo in one hand. She peered to her right through the window to see her ****** who had already started to eat lunch. Her fingering herself in the shower had gotten her rather wet down there and the pressure she had so well come to know as of late was back in full swing. She unwrapped her towel and placed it on her bed. She snatched her laptop from the table and placed it on the far side of the bed as she desperately searched through her folders for one of many DVD rip files containing hardcore interracial porn. She found the one she was looking for “Johnny E Depth and Brian Pumper’s adventures”. She reached over to her wallet on the table and unzipped it, pulling out her QOS ankle bracelet. Without wasting time, she wrapped it around her Shane diesel dildo.
She then glanced back at her laptop screen with the interracial video ready and clicked on it twice frantically. She backed up against the bed wasting no time and getting into a spread eagle position with her feet facing the laptop. She started to desperately fondle herself at the sight of the black adult male stars who were double penetrating a latina woman who resembled Amanda. She could hear their baritone voices and authoritative commands “Get on your knees bitch” as they relentlessly fucked the girl. The classic hip hop music in most interracial videos played in the background.
Amanda started to thrust her black dildo into her now gaping pussy and started to twirl her tounge around her lips as she did so. One could hear the sound of the queen-of-spades ankle bracelet hitting her vaginal entrance as she thrashed the dildo into herself. Her feet started to squirm as she started chanting “These black dicks are making me cum so hard….ohnnn…I want Brian pumpers nigh…give me that nigger…COCK uhnn Ohhnn..Oohhnn…whap…whap…whap…OHNN GOD” Amanda screamed as she squirted a spray of cum on her bed sheet and laptop. She then squirted again as if the first fountain of love juice wasn’t enough. Her face was wincing in pain as unlike her previous orgasms with black men, these felt different. The pleasure was intense but the pain as well.
“Madame, your mother and father are calling you are….” The housemaid walked into the room.
To her shock she saw a ghastly sight and this left her mouth agape. Amanda was sitting against her bed-side, with her legs spread apart and feet on the bed. Her head was facing upward and her mouth wide open with a giant black cock dildo laying near the entrance of her red and glistening vagina. Amanda was pulling and stretching at her labia in a desperate attempt to keep the orgasm going. A pool of wetness had formed infront of her pussy and it stretched all the way to he laptop, which had strands of running drops, down the screen. Amanda’s queen of spades ankle bracelet had lodged well into her vagina in one of her uncontrolled dildo thrusts. She could hear a woman screaming “give me that big black dick Brian..ohnnn.oohn” as the interracial video continued to play. Amanda wasn’t totally in her senses so she hadn’t clocked the housemaid walk in. Then it dawned on her what had just happened, as she moved her gaze over to Maria, standing in shock at her door.
Amanda screamed “Oh No please you did NOT see this ok? I can’t believe this. Do you NOT KNOCK?” Her despair turned to anger as she questioned the housemaid.
“I knocked many times and heard some sounds so thought you were not well madame” she responded in shock. “Madame this is haram. I will not tell your ****** but it is very shocking. Omar’s parents are downstairs.” The housemaid left in disgust.
Amanda rushed off of the bed, shut her laptop, forgetting her wet dildo on the bed. She stormed after the housemaid down the corridor. As she reached her, she shouted “turn around!” The housemaid, now scared, looked up at Amanda as she was considerably shorter than her. She squealed “ye..s madamme?”
“If you tell anyone about what you saw, you will lose more than your job ok?” Amanda threatened her. Maria nodded in fear, acknowledging the classist threat. She then turned her gaze down at Amanda’s vagina which still had the QOS ankle bracelet jutting out. She knew she had no options and wouldn’t risk losing her livelihood over a spoiled, defiled brat. Amanda turned around and walked away, still half naked. She went into her room and slammed her door shut. Amanda cleaned up the mess her body had created on the bed. As she collected her thoughts, she felt somewhat tired but knew she had to make an appearance at the gathering downstairs. She put on her clothes and obliged.
To be continued...
48 hours later, Amanda flew from the U.S and landed in the UAE. She was greeted by her ****** at the airport. She felt a strange sense of relief but also trepidation, given how awfully wrong things had gone in the first semester of college. It was a hot day in June as she sat in the back of the car, with her father and driver in the front. They left the airport and her *** asked her “So Mandy, did you have a good time in college?” She paused as flashes of hardcore sex and sexual situations appeared before her eyes. “Huh? Yeah haha I did. But it’s good to be bad, I need a break!” They drove around 2 hours to a country side house where they were preparing to spend the weekend with the wider ******. After they arrived, the housemaid of Filipino decent, showed Amanda to her room. “Do you want me to unpack for you madamme?” Maria asked.
Amanda responded “Oh no hun thats fine I will take care of it”. Amanda was wearing just flip flops, shorts, a white tee and had her hair tied back. She had sweat quite a lot that day but the cool air conditioned room was a welcome change. She sat on the bed, reached down and started to unzip her bag. Immediately, to her surprise, the head of her Shane diesel dildo popped out of the case. The housemaid, thankfully, had left the room. Amanda instinctively took it out and put it in the bed-side drawer. She unpacked the rest of her belongings and setup her laptop on the table which had a vista like view of a big garden and mountains in the distance. She could see some of her younger toddler cousins running, frolicking about. She thought to herself “how innocent they are..”. “Madamme, the food is ready outside, do you want to come downstairs?” Maria asked.
“In a bit Maria, I just need to shower, haven’t had one in what seems like days hah!” Amanda responded. She removed her flip flops and undressed, not caring about closing the curtains or door to her room and simply walked to the toilet and went in. As the shower started, she tepid water started to hit the stone and granite floor and walls. She turned it to slightly colder and turned the power to full, so that the sounds of the droplets would drown out any noise. Instinctively she placed one leg on an indentation in the wall, where usually soap and other shower accessories would lay. She looked down at her vagina and then immediately looked up at the ceiling wondering if now would be a good time to rub one out. A sense of embarrassment overcame her as it was in this very bathroom she had grown up as a little conservative girl. Now her mind was on squarely on how to quickly rub herself off.
She forgave herself with a “ohnn fuck it” and stuck three of her fingers in her vagina. She let out a “ooooofff ohhnn” as the vagina responded with a throbbing pain. She wondered what was wrong but then remembered how Lamar had ***** her just 24 hours ago in every which way. Her pussy was obviously still very sore, if not permanently damaged. She tried again and the pain was of equal intensity. But her presence of the shower had reminded her of her ordeal with Lamar which also took place in her shower, albeit in her dorm room thousands of miles away.
Amanda tried to work through the pain as she fingered her pussy lightly.It had been just twenty seconds and she felt a sharp wave of pleasure start in her vagina and travel up her breasts.
She gave out a confused moan “huhnnn? Ohhnn? What uh ohhnn?” She had never experienced an orgasm this quickly and not one that felt like this.
As she continued to stroke herself, the frequency of the waves of pleasure and pain started to increase. Her feet started to shudder as she started to lose balance.
She bent forward in hope that the pain to pleasure ratio would now be lower; her eyes wide back in their eye sockets, trying to speak “ohhnn no noh nohn why…why is this happening so…uhnn…Uhnn.”
Something had changed in Amanda’s physiology. Her vagina would become wet almost instantly when she would see a black man or a group of black men and she would orgasm nearly instantly upon touching herself. It is almost as if her body had primed itself for black cock sex. This was a lesson in biology that she wouldn’t have learned in any of her classes. She opened the shower door and tip toed out, with the shower still running as she needed her special friend. As she opened the door of her toilet, she peeked into her room to see if anyone was there; nobody was. She walked over bare feet to the drawer, quickly snatched the black dildo and took it back with her in the shower. Her feet left small puddles of water behind her. With a sense of excitement she got back into the shower and immediately got onto her knees. She then took left hand and cupped her breasts as if wanting to catch some of the falling water droplets. With her right hand she held the large black cock dildo and started to slowly suck it. She started to twirl her tounge around the black dildo “hmmmnnnhhm ohh yeah” she sighed “ohnnnn Lamar….your black dick…” Amanda started to chant. “Guck, guck, splosh, guck” she started to aggressively mouth fuck the dildo while she moved her hand from her breasts and started to probe her pussy.
She started to jerk herself off wildly, creating a distinct “whap, whap, slosh, tap, slap” sound. “I want to suck…Ohn god uhhnn…suck black cocks…oh I want to…yeahhh…yeahhhhh..yEAHHHH…oh YEAHHHHNN” Amanda started to moan and scream rather loudly, thinking that the sound of the shower would drown her love cries out. She heard a deep voice and commotion. It sounded muffled and then became louder as a man entered her toilet “Mandy baby are you ok?” Amanda’s heart almost fell to her stomach and adrenaline started to pump. To her shock and dismay, her father had walked into her toilet with her masturbating to black men and thoughts of her previous ******. Only, luckily the shower door was now steamy so he couldn’t see her.
“Am ok habibi you scared me” Amanda nervously responded. Her father retorted “and you me! Did you fall down?” He asked.
Amanda responded irritated “no ***, I had just dropped the shower handle, ill be down in 10..” Her *** left, shutting the bathroom door behind him. Feeling rather unsatisfied and interrupted, Amanda turned the shower nozzle off, placing the dido on the window sill, while she quickly dried herself off. She walked into her room with her towel rapped around her body and dildo in one hand. She peered to her right through the window to see her ****** who had already started to eat lunch. Her fingering herself in the shower had gotten her rather wet down there and the pressure she had so well come to know as of late was back in full swing. She unwrapped her towel and placed it on her bed. She snatched her laptop from the table and placed it on the far side of the bed as she desperately searched through her folders for one of many DVD rip files containing hardcore interracial porn. She found the one she was looking for “Johnny E Depth and Brian Pumper’s adventures”. She reached over to her wallet on the table and unzipped it, pulling out her QOS ankle bracelet. Without wasting time, she wrapped it around her Shane diesel dildo.
She then glanced back at her laptop screen with the interracial video ready and clicked on it twice frantically. She backed up against the bed wasting no time and getting into a spread eagle position with her feet facing the laptop. She started to desperately fondle herself at the sight of the black adult male stars who were double penetrating a latina woman who resembled Amanda. She could hear their baritone voices and authoritative commands “Get on your knees bitch” as they relentlessly fucked the girl. The classic hip hop music in most interracial videos played in the background.
Amanda started to thrust her black dildo into her now gaping pussy and started to twirl her tounge around her lips as she did so. One could hear the sound of the queen-of-spades ankle bracelet hitting her vaginal entrance as she thrashed the dildo into herself. Her feet started to squirm as she started chanting “These black dicks are making me cum so hard….ohnnn…I want Brian pumpers nigh…give me that nigger…COCK uhnn Ohhnn..Oohhnn…whap…whap…whap…OHNN GOD” Amanda screamed as she squirted a spray of cum on her bed sheet and laptop. She then squirted again as if the first fountain of love juice wasn’t enough. Her face was wincing in pain as unlike her previous orgasms with black men, these felt different. The pleasure was intense but the pain as well.
“Madame, your mother and father are calling you are….” The housemaid walked into the room.
To her shock she saw a ghastly sight and this left her mouth agape. Amanda was sitting against her bed-side, with her legs spread apart and feet on the bed. Her head was facing upward and her mouth wide open with a giant black cock dildo laying near the entrance of her red and glistening vagina. Amanda was pulling and stretching at her labia in a desperate attempt to keep the orgasm going. A pool of wetness had formed infront of her pussy and it stretched all the way to he laptop, which had strands of running drops, down the screen. Amanda’s queen of spades ankle bracelet had lodged well into her vagina in one of her uncontrolled dildo thrusts. She could hear a woman screaming “give me that big black dick Brian..ohnnn.oohn” as the interracial video continued to play. Amanda wasn’t totally in her senses so she hadn’t clocked the housemaid walk in. Then it dawned on her what had just happened, as she moved her gaze over to Maria, standing in shock at her door.
Amanda screamed “Oh No please you did NOT see this ok? I can’t believe this. Do you NOT KNOCK?” Her despair turned to anger as she questioned the housemaid.
“I knocked many times and heard some sounds so thought you were not well madame” she responded in shock. “Madame this is haram. I will not tell your ****** but it is very shocking. Omar’s parents are downstairs.” The housemaid left in disgust.
Amanda rushed off of the bed, shut her laptop, forgetting her wet dildo on the bed. She stormed after the housemaid down the corridor. As she reached her, she shouted “turn around!” The housemaid, now scared, looked up at Amanda as she was considerably shorter than her. She squealed “ye..s madamme?”
“If you tell anyone about what you saw, you will lose more than your job ok?” Amanda threatened her. Maria nodded in fear, acknowledging the classist threat. She then turned her gaze down at Amanda’s vagina which still had the QOS ankle bracelet jutting out. She knew she had no options and wouldn’t risk losing her livelihood over a spoiled, defiled brat. Amanda turned around and walked away, still half naked. She went into her room and slammed her door shut. Amanda cleaned up the mess her body had created on the bed. As she collected her thoughts, she felt somewhat tired but knew she had to make an appearance at the gathering downstairs. She put on her clothes and obliged.
To be continued...
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