I have written some other stories on here before about my interracial experiences as a white guy. I love women of all shapes, sizes and shades, but African women have a special place in my heart. This is about a very recent experience I have had, the first in over 7 years since we immigrated.

We immigrated to a western country around 7 years ago, and cause of c19 and life happening we have not been back to SA since leaving 7 years ago. We were well overdue for a visit, and booked one. I don’t like spending time with my inlaws, so wifey would be with her parents, and I would visit mine and some friends. Obviously that resulted in some free time for me since my parents both still work full time and can’t take off for a month.

I ended up having a substantial amount of free time, and just did a lot of sight seeing, visiting friends, eating cheap food(comparing to overseas) at good restaurants etc. I actually behaved very well, until this instance. I was at Spur, having one of their breakfasts. The waitress was an attractive black lady in her early 20s. She had a spark to her eye, was very friendly and had an amazing energy to her.

She was flirty(maybe just her friendly nature) but I flirted back and she got even more friendly. I left her a substantial tip when I paid the bill, and she asked me if she will see me again. I said sure, will be back tomorrow. She said she is looking forward to it. I did return the next day, and she was there waiting for me.

She took my hand and led me to the same table sat at the day before. She would touch my shoulder, brush past me when she brought my food and by the end of my breakfast I was pretty hard and aroused. I asked her for her number and if she was off work later. She said she gets off at 3, and I asked if I can pick her up. She agreed. The few hours until 3 went by very slowly.

I went back to the mall parking around 2, and waited for her. She got out around 3:15 and when she saw me she grabbed me around the neck and hugged me. I asked her what she wanted to do, and she said we can go to my place. I told her I’m just visiting and was booked in at a timeshare lodge a few km out of town. She agreed, saying she has never been to a nice lodge or place like that.

We drove there, and the atmosphere in the car was charged. She had her hand on my leg, I had my hand on hers. Her hand slid up higher and higher until it was resting against my rock hard cock. My hand slid up her leg as well until I could feel the heat radiating from her pussy through her tight jeans.

By that time we got to the lodge and went to the chalet. We got inside and I offered her a drink while she checked the place out. She said we should try out the spa bath, which I said we could do right now? She agreed, I started running it and we moved closer together. She had no resistance when I pulled her closer and kissed her, while lifting her shirt over her head. She immediately started loosening my belt and pants, dropping them to the ground with my underpants. I loosened her bra, and slid it off. She pulled me closer and I could feel her tits against me. She started grinding my dick against her pussy. I started fondling to loosen her jeans, and she helped me and slid them down.

I quickly got rid of my shirt and there we were both naked, pressed against each other. She grinded my dick harder and I could feel it sliding between her wet pussy lips and between her legs.

I led her to the spa bath, and we got in. She sat in my lap, with my dick pressing against her back, all while I fondled her breasts, and slid my fingers into her pussy and over her clit. She was shaved with probably about 2-3 days of growth. She wriggled under my hands and a few min later she came. She told me to sit on the edge of the spa bath so she can suck me.

She proceeded to suck me, play with and suck my balls and fondle my ass. I told her I’m going to cum but she didn’t stop sucking and took my load in her mouth. Fuck it was amazing. I got back in with her and asked her if she’s ready for another round, as I didn’t even get soft after cumming. She said she was, we got out, dried off and made our way to the bed.

I laid her down and started kissing her, taking her nipples in my mouth, and then licking her pussy. She told me she’s going to cum again but wants me to fuck her. I moved up, and slid my head through her soaked pussy lips and over her clit. She grabbed my ass trying to force me to slide it in, but I told her I don’t have a condom. She said it’s ok, she’s on birth control and isn’t ovulating so we should be ok.

I could not resist anymore and slid inside her. I had to lay still for a few seconds to prevent me from blowing my load. We slowly started moving, her grinding underneath me while I slid in and out, our pelvises grinding together. She kissed me passionately for about 30 seconds before I could feel her stiffening, her movements underneath me becoming more frantic and she started moaning.

That pushed me over the edge and I started cumming while I could feel her pussy contracting around my cock so tightly that it became difficult to move in her. That was probably the hardest orgasm I have had in years.

We laid there together for probably 20min before either of us moved. I slid out of her, still hard and rolled over. She giggled when she saw I was still hard. She grabbed my dick and played with it, saying she’s glad I’m still hard cause she isn’t done yet.

We got in the shower together, washed each other and got out to make some food. We didn’t even get dressed. While the pasta was cooking I started playing with her pussy and boobs again, and she bent over the kitchen counter and I took her from behind. She came 3 times before I finally came again. We burned the pasta but neither of us cared. I just ordered us some pizza from the lodge restaurant.

She stayed the night but unfortunately had to be at work the following morning so I drove her home early to get some clean clothes, and took her to work after. We only had sex one more time that night. She did end up coming over the next night as well and we had some more fun.

We unfortunately only had about 10 days left of our trip, and my wife had booked some days away with her family so I only got to see her for one more night before we flew back, but she said if I ever visit again I should let her know. I’ll be sure to take her up on that if we ever visit again.

It’s little things like that that make me miss SA even more. That doesn’t happen in western countries, as everyone is image and money driven. Women won’t even look at you if you aren’t wealthy, influential and throw lots of money their way. We don’t realise how privileged we are in SA