Ce n'est PAS mon travail, mais celui d'un nommé « expatdad » sur « storiesonline.net ». Je ne réclame aucun crédit, mais je souhaitais partager cette histoire sur la façon dont l'histoire m'a laissée érotique et émotionnelle.
Expatdad has worked in Africa. The stories written are mainly based on observations and experiences of him, his wife, his work colleagues, friends, and contacts, but are essentially fiction in detailed content.
Several friends and acquaintances told us of affairs with government officials usually at the urging of their husbands to help them obtain permits, like the renewal of work permits, exchange control licenses, and even driving licenses for teenagers. Work permits were particularly difficult to obtain since they involved several departments.
First, a certificate was needed proving that the expatriate was training an African understudy. This involved the Ministry of Education. Next, it had to be shown that no African was available to replace the expat, i.e., the Ministry of Labor. Finally, Immigration had to give their blessing. All those "chores" could be moved along if a pretty wife applied in person.
Sometimes a house party would be arranged and the guests were suitably "entertained." For appearances, the wife was "shocked" at the blunt proposals, and the husband pretended to be horrified that she was to be bedded to further his requirements. Even when we talked with friends, the tenor was usually, "But you know how it is... you have to make the best of it."
Yes, of course, make the best of it... while his wife squeals with pleasure and excitement at the African cock ramming up inside her! Repeatedly through the night and in the morning, too, with a surprised nubile ******** at the breakfast table being eyed up. The official wondered how far this couple could be pushed. The husband packed off to work while his wife entertains further to the further shock and sexual curiosity of the ********.
Later, he swims naked in the ****** pool, making no effort to hide his "equipment" from the youngster in the pool. Horsing around with the willing wife, hands running gently over the young teenage girl exploring her shy timid charms when she joins in the horseplay. Washing off under the shower with a hard, erect cock. Goggle-eyed ********. The embarrassed wife tries to persuade him to cover himself, to amused laughter from the African. He strips her costume off and plays with her body exciting the "protesting" woman. Pushing her to her knees, his intention obvious.
His wife's eyes are everywhere, trying to hide his cock from her ********, embarrassed at what she knows she is about to do. Eventually, it is in her mouth, and she's sucking and licking. He orders her eyes to shut.
After a few moments, he indicates to the lovely nubile girl to come closer. Curious, she swims over, knowing her mother's eyes are shut and can't see her watching, she is all eyes herself. Staring at the long thick black cock disappearing into the pretty white face of her mother. Soft lips sucking, and tongue licking.
African hands molding white breasts, grinning laughing eyes, nervous arousal, uncertainty, excitement, she watches. The wife sucks, gently strokes his balls, caresses his bottom and pulls his cock ever deeper into her mouth.
After 10 minutes or so of this, he waves the girl out of the pool, and towards them. After some silent eye communication and a mental power struggle, she leaves the pool, nervous, and unsure, but wanting something to happen. She approaches, a raised hand stops her dead. With his hands he silently indicates for her to take her swimming costume off. Alarm, concern, excitement run through her! She glances at her mother, who is still kneeling, eyes shut, and sucking. She looks back at the confident, grinning African.
Slowly her hand rises to her shoulder straps, she blushes, hesitates then pulls the straps slowly down, hesitates pulls it down over her jutting youthful, surprisingly full breasts. Eyes on the African man watching as his eyes devour her breasts, she pushes the costume lower and off.
Her mother sucks avidly on the cock in her mouth. Eyes shut she does not want to have to witness anything, does not have the embarrassment of seeing her ******** watching as she remembers her burgeoning sexual curiosity at her ********'s age. So she sucks and keeps her eyes closed. Her excitement was close to peaking, she had always loved sucking cock, and this big black cock was huge!
Her tongue twirled lapping up the leaking juices. Her hands stroked its length and caressed its thickness.
Suddenly she sensed the close presence of her ********, the heat of her ********'s body, close but not touching. Nervousness, but she was too excited to stop sucking. If anything she sucked with more enthusiasm, fearful of losing that lovely soft/hard tasty cock.
The African pulls his cock free of her mouth she opens her eyes and looks up in disappointment. His huge cock, grasped by her slim white hands bobs in front of her face. She glances to one side to see her ******** kneeling naked beside her. She flushes, looks guilty, and is confused, but is still so excited her loins are churning, and avoids her ********'s gaze, looking instead into the powerful, commanding gaze of the African official.
"Give it to her!" he commands.
Her heart jumps into her mouth. Her eyes focus on the thick cock throbbing and jutting in front of her face. She gulps. She glances nervously at her ********, whose own eyes were glued with fascination on the throbbing black member. She remembered her teenage fantasies. She remembered how many times she had wondered what it would be like to suck a man's cock when she was a teenage girl. She looked up at the grinning African, there was a look in his eye that made her shiver and made her loins throb.
Tentatively, her slim white hands tightened on his cock. She steeled herself. She so wanted so desperately to suck it herself. Her will wavered, but then she recovered herself. She pointed the cock away from herself, towards her ********.
The cock was pulsing sperm, bubbling slowly from the small hole below. She desperately needed to lick that up. She steadied herself and edged the enormous black cock closer to her ********. A tense moment developed between them. The African silently watched. The mother, nervous and excited, wondering, glanced at her ******** whose wide crystal blue eyes were passing between that exciting cock and her mother, unsure. Her mother nodded a brief short bob.
Karen swallowed, and edged forward. She stared at that pulsing member, and licked her suddenly dry lips. Her blond head dipped forward, as her virginal pink lips parted and slid over the pungent mushroom cap of his cock. Smells and tastes assaulted her senses. Virtually immediately it throbbed and male juice spurted on to her nervous seeking tongue. She froze in alarm. Unsure, but determined not to make a fool of herself. She savoured the sudden influx on her tongue, hot sperm she realized, salty, even tasty. She swallowed and moved her virginal mouth forward.
It was dark at 6 pm when hubby returned home. His immediate reaction was relief when he saw that the official's car was gone. The lecherous bastard could just as easily have been still here screwing his wife silly! At least that was over. He entered the villa where his pretty wife was busy supervising the domestic in the kitchen. He took her in his arms, searching her face. Was she all right? How had she coped with her ordeal? She smiled and snuggled into his arms, and he relaxed.
She took his arm and led him out of the kitchen and the knowing grin of their domestic. She showed him the license duly signed and stamped by the official. He could now run his highly profitable business for another five years. He sighed with relief.
"Where's Karen?" His wife looked away.
"Oh, she's out... playing with a friend."
He grinned. They had the house to themselves.
"Let's go to bed, honey." She sidled up to him, hugging him close. He grinned happily in relief. At least she still wanted him. An hour later he lay in his wife's arms, tired and happy. Everything was going to be OK.
"Well, that's over, honey." She glanced at him, and a strange look passed over her face.
"We have the license. We are safe for another five years." She looked at him. Hubby became nervous, and unsure. "What's the matter?"
"He has asked me out to dinner next Saturday." Hubby looked shocked. The very idea! His wife going out to dinner with an African! It was outrageous. What would people say?
"But you don't have to accept. We have the license now." His eyes gazed into the troubled eyes of his wife. Her hand was still wrapped around his limp, exhausted member. Limp, she thought, after only an hour. Mabeli had fucked her all night, and again in the morning, and still had more for her ********. The man was insatiable, a veritable sex machine!
"Honey," she paused. How could she say this? She looked at her husband, his eyes alarmed, a touch of fear in them. She squeezed her husband's cock, and both looked down at her squeezing hand.
"Mabeli... he... his... it's really big. I mean big, and thick, too." She paused again and looked into her husband's eyes. 'I'm sorry but I have to have that cock again!"
Hubby swallowed. He stood up. Pulled his robe around him, and went to make himself a drink, a strong drink. A few minutes later his pretty wife joined him, her arms slipping around him.
"I still love you." He sipped his drink.
"There is something I have to show you." He glanced at his wife, and she took his hand and led him down the corridor, leading him into their ********'s room. It was a pink and fluffy room full of light and feminine, girlish things. Her cuddly teddy's lined the window, button eyes seemed to stare accusingly back at him. Her sunny green and yellow quilt lay on the bed with nicely folded cotton sheets. He loved the sweet girlish smell of his ********'s room. He looked questioningly at his wife.
Elle lui sourit d'un air conspirateur et attrapa les draps, les retirant lentement. Il regarda le lit, perplexe, confus, puis l'alarme et le choc le saisirent.
Sang!
Le sang a taché le lit de sa fille, trop pour que ce soit menstruel. Que s'était-il passé ? Il jeta un coup d'œil à sa femme qui ne montra aucune inquiétude, sembla presque pensive un instant, avant de se retourner vers son mari.
"Karen n'est plus vierge."
Son mari la regarda consterné.
"Il l'a prise."
Elle jeta un coup d'œil à son mari.
"Elle a adoré. La petite coquine est une hurleuse régulière !" Elle rit, d'un rire nerveux, avant de regarder son mari, un regard confus dans les yeux.
"Elle reste avec Mabeli ce soir. J'accepterai son invitation à dîner. En effet, j'emmènerai Karen avec moi s'il le demande..."
Elle regarda autour d'elle dans la chambre de sa fille. Ce ne serait plus jamais pareil pour eux deux. Elle lui prit la main et conduisit son mari hors de la pièce. Elle le regarda, il y avait de la confiance dans ses yeux, ainsi que de la détermination. Mon mari haussa les épaules. Il avait connu le risque.
"La petite minx. Elle a dit qu'elle voulait que ses nounours regardent."
Expatdad has worked in Africa. The stories written are mainly based on observations and experiences of him, his wife, his work colleagues, friends, and contacts, but are essentially fiction in detailed content.
Several friends and acquaintances told us of affairs with government officials usually at the urging of their husbands to help them obtain permits, like the renewal of work permits, exchange control licenses, and even driving licenses for teenagers. Work permits were particularly difficult to obtain since they involved several departments.
First, a certificate was needed proving that the expatriate was training an African understudy. This involved the Ministry of Education. Next, it had to be shown that no African was available to replace the expat, i.e., the Ministry of Labor. Finally, Immigration had to give their blessing. All those "chores" could be moved along if a pretty wife applied in person.
Sometimes a house party would be arranged and the guests were suitably "entertained." For appearances, the wife was "shocked" at the blunt proposals, and the husband pretended to be horrified that she was to be bedded to further his requirements. Even when we talked with friends, the tenor was usually, "But you know how it is... you have to make the best of it."
Yes, of course, make the best of it... while his wife squeals with pleasure and excitement at the African cock ramming up inside her! Repeatedly through the night and in the morning, too, with a surprised nubile ******** at the breakfast table being eyed up. The official wondered how far this couple could be pushed. The husband packed off to work while his wife entertains further to the further shock and sexual curiosity of the ********.
Later, he swims naked in the ****** pool, making no effort to hide his "equipment" from the youngster in the pool. Horsing around with the willing wife, hands running gently over the young teenage girl exploring her shy timid charms when she joins in the horseplay. Washing off under the shower with a hard, erect cock. Goggle-eyed ********. The embarrassed wife tries to persuade him to cover himself, to amused laughter from the African. He strips her costume off and plays with her body exciting the "protesting" woman. Pushing her to her knees, his intention obvious.
His wife's eyes are everywhere, trying to hide his cock from her ********, embarrassed at what she knows she is about to do. Eventually, it is in her mouth, and she's sucking and licking. He orders her eyes to shut.
After a few moments, he indicates to the lovely nubile girl to come closer. Curious, she swims over, knowing her mother's eyes are shut and can't see her watching, she is all eyes herself. Staring at the long thick black cock disappearing into the pretty white face of her mother. Soft lips sucking, and tongue licking.
African hands molding white breasts, grinning laughing eyes, nervous arousal, uncertainty, excitement, she watches. The wife sucks, gently strokes his balls, caresses his bottom and pulls his cock ever deeper into her mouth.
After 10 minutes or so of this, he waves the girl out of the pool, and towards them. After some silent eye communication and a mental power struggle, she leaves the pool, nervous, and unsure, but wanting something to happen. She approaches, a raised hand stops her dead. With his hands he silently indicates for her to take her swimming costume off. Alarm, concern, excitement run through her! She glances at her mother, who is still kneeling, eyes shut, and sucking. She looks back at the confident, grinning African.
Slowly her hand rises to her shoulder straps, she blushes, hesitates then pulls the straps slowly down, hesitates pulls it down over her jutting youthful, surprisingly full breasts. Eyes on the African man watching as his eyes devour her breasts, she pushes the costume lower and off.
Her mother sucks avidly on the cock in her mouth. Eyes shut she does not want to have to witness anything, does not have the embarrassment of seeing her ******** watching as she remembers her burgeoning sexual curiosity at her ********'s age. So she sucks and keeps her eyes closed. Her excitement was close to peaking, she had always loved sucking cock, and this big black cock was huge!
Her tongue twirled lapping up the leaking juices. Her hands stroked its length and caressed its thickness.
Suddenly she sensed the close presence of her ********, the heat of her ********'s body, close but not touching. Nervousness, but she was too excited to stop sucking. If anything she sucked with more enthusiasm, fearful of losing that lovely soft/hard tasty cock.
The African pulls his cock free of her mouth she opens her eyes and looks up in disappointment. His huge cock, grasped by her slim white hands bobs in front of her face. She glances to one side to see her ******** kneeling naked beside her. She flushes, looks guilty, and is confused, but is still so excited her loins are churning, and avoids her ********'s gaze, looking instead into the powerful, commanding gaze of the African official.
"Give it to her!" he commands.
Her heart jumps into her mouth. Her eyes focus on the thick cock throbbing and jutting in front of her face. She gulps. She glances nervously at her ********, whose own eyes were glued with fascination on the throbbing black member. She remembered her teenage fantasies. She remembered how many times she had wondered what it would be like to suck a man's cock when she was a teenage girl. She looked up at the grinning African, there was a look in his eye that made her shiver and made her loins throb.
Tentatively, her slim white hands tightened on his cock. She steeled herself. She so wanted so desperately to suck it herself. Her will wavered, but then she recovered herself. She pointed the cock away from herself, towards her ********.
The cock was pulsing sperm, bubbling slowly from the small hole below. She desperately needed to lick that up. She steadied herself and edged the enormous black cock closer to her ********. A tense moment developed between them. The African silently watched. The mother, nervous and excited, wondering, glanced at her ******** whose wide crystal blue eyes were passing between that exciting cock and her mother, unsure. Her mother nodded a brief short bob.
Karen swallowed, and edged forward. She stared at that pulsing member, and licked her suddenly dry lips. Her blond head dipped forward, as her virginal pink lips parted and slid over the pungent mushroom cap of his cock. Smells and tastes assaulted her senses. Virtually immediately it throbbed and male juice spurted on to her nervous seeking tongue. She froze in alarm. Unsure, but determined not to make a fool of herself. She savoured the sudden influx on her tongue, hot sperm she realized, salty, even tasty. She swallowed and moved her virginal mouth forward.
It was dark at 6 pm when hubby returned home. His immediate reaction was relief when he saw that the official's car was gone. The lecherous bastard could just as easily have been still here screwing his wife silly! At least that was over. He entered the villa where his pretty wife was busy supervising the domestic in the kitchen. He took her in his arms, searching her face. Was she all right? How had she coped with her ordeal? She smiled and snuggled into his arms, and he relaxed.
She took his arm and led him out of the kitchen and the knowing grin of their domestic. She showed him the license duly signed and stamped by the official. He could now run his highly profitable business for another five years. He sighed with relief.
"Where's Karen?" His wife looked away.
"Oh, she's out... playing with a friend."
He grinned. They had the house to themselves.
"Let's go to bed, honey." She sidled up to him, hugging him close. He grinned happily in relief. At least she still wanted him. An hour later he lay in his wife's arms, tired and happy. Everything was going to be OK.
"Well, that's over, honey." She glanced at him, and a strange look passed over her face.
"We have the license. We are safe for another five years." She looked at him. Hubby became nervous, and unsure. "What's the matter?"
"He has asked me out to dinner next Saturday." Hubby looked shocked. The very idea! His wife going out to dinner with an African! It was outrageous. What would people say?
"But you don't have to accept. We have the license now." His eyes gazed into the troubled eyes of his wife. Her hand was still wrapped around his limp, exhausted member. Limp, she thought, after only an hour. Mabeli had fucked her all night, and again in the morning, and still had more for her ********. The man was insatiable, a veritable sex machine!
"Honey," she paused. How could she say this? She looked at her husband, his eyes alarmed, a touch of fear in them. She squeezed her husband's cock, and both looked down at her squeezing hand.
"Mabeli... he... his... it's really big. I mean big, and thick, too." She paused again and looked into her husband's eyes. 'I'm sorry but I have to have that cock again!"
Hubby swallowed. He stood up. Pulled his robe around him, and went to make himself a drink, a strong drink. A few minutes later his pretty wife joined him, her arms slipping around him.
"I still love you." He sipped his drink.
"There is something I have to show you." He glanced at his wife, and she took his hand and led him down the corridor, leading him into their ********'s room. It was a pink and fluffy room full of light and feminine, girlish things. Her cuddly teddy's lined the window, button eyes seemed to stare accusingly back at him. Her sunny green and yellow quilt lay on the bed with nicely folded cotton sheets. He loved the sweet girlish smell of his ********'s room. He looked questioningly at his wife.
Elle lui sourit d'un air conspirateur et attrapa les draps, les retirant lentement. Il regarda le lit, perplexe, confus, puis l'alarme et le choc le saisirent.
Sang!
Le sang a taché le lit de sa fille, trop pour que ce soit menstruel. Que s'était-il passé ? Il jeta un coup d'œil à sa femme qui ne montra aucune inquiétude, sembla presque pensive un instant, avant de se retourner vers son mari.
"Karen n'est plus vierge."
Son mari la regarda consterné.
"Il l'a prise."
Elle jeta un coup d'œil à son mari.
"Elle a adoré. La petite coquine est une hurleuse régulière !" Elle rit, d'un rire nerveux, avant de regarder son mari, un regard confus dans les yeux.
"Elle reste avec Mabeli ce soir. J'accepterai son invitation à dîner. En effet, j'emmènerai Karen avec moi s'il le demande..."
Elle regarda autour d'elle dans la chambre de sa fille. Ce ne serait plus jamais pareil pour eux deux. Elle lui prit la main et conduisit son mari hors de la pièce. Elle le regarda, il y avait de la confiance dans ses yeux, ainsi que de la détermination. Mon mari haussa les épaules. Il avait connu le risque.
"La petite minx. Elle a dit qu'elle voulait que ses nounours regardent."
