Ngocko ignored her apologies ‘You made me hungry for sex. You offered yourself. Now I have you. You tempted me, now you satisfy me!’
People would be coming outside from the church soon; she had to resolve this quickly or everyone would hear Ngocko and then see his confusion, and they would think she had been chasing him for sex!
Laura was dismayed; whereas she spoke in a whisper, the African almost shouted at her. Laura wanted him to relax and to calm down. She had attempted to dampen his ardor, but he had become so aroused that he would accept only mating with her. She wanted to work with and help Africans, now it was clear to her how she was going to start, and it was going to be serving on her knees or her back.
He did not care that he would be heard by other people from the church, this blonde white fuckmeat would belong to him, she dressed like a whore and as he had been told at home in Nigeria that white girls were sinful, promiscuous and compliant, and Laura had invited him by wearing that dress and gazed at him with longing, she would now have to take his cock.
He unzipped his trousers and pulled out his thick, hungry black cock.
‘Suck it, SUCK IT, SUCK IT!’ He pushed her shoulders down until she knelt before him.
Laura had never seen a man’s cock before, she regarded Ngocko’s coal-black weapon with trepidation. Her knickers were damp now however, as the juices from her pussy naturally prepared her for a possible raid from Africa.
She had no choice, she resigned herself to oral sex, he would not accept any discussion and so she surrendered to him and began to suck his cock. He pulled her head towards him and as she took him in her mouth and tasted his lust, she struggled to accommodate his length. As she kissed and lapped up his wet cock-head, she was aware of him speaking in his own tongue and looked up to her black commander-he was on his mobile phone! As she looked up, nipples aching, cunt trembling and tongue tasting, she saw him smiling, laughing, apparently telling a friend of his success. He was not even looking at her.
She threw every ounce of her energy into satisfying and pleasing him, she sucked passionately, she was giving herself, completely presenting her being to him, her mouth was his to fuck and her throat was his to fill, and her cunt moistened in the expectation of him penetrating her. She should have wanted to stop, she should have wanted to escape, but her body needed this male, it was desperate for sperm-Nigerian sperm.
Her head bobbed to and fro, his cock was thrust in her mouth and out, in and out, Laura held him tightly, she wanted his him in her mouth, she arched her neck to allow him better access to her, she choked a little, then recovered, and began to suck anew; his cock was a hot pole of bliss, all she could taste was him, all she could see was him, his perfection, his beauty. Any thought of the embarrassment she had feared had disappeared, her need was him, his wetness-she held him tighter, she sucked him harder.
Ngocko had told his friend his cock was in an American mouth and had enjoyed his friend’s good-natured envy, but on Laura’s passionate embrace on him, he had dropped his mobile on the grass and held her blond hair and positioned her head to enable him the greatest entry in her. The view he enjoyed of the white girl on her knees was exquisite and the sensation and thrill he felt as his cock filled her mouth and drove at her throat was the supreme triumph.
She felt him stiffen and grunt and his hands held her tighter, her head was fastened to his groin, she dropped her hands from his buttocks and tried to push him away, to allow her the room she instinctively knew she would need to accommodate the explosion of sperm she was about to receive. He was too strong and he held her still. He rammed his cock in her face, once, twice, three times.
Then it hit her. The torrent of hot, African sperm flooded her mouth and filled her throat. She coughed, choked and struggled to be free of him, but another wave of hot semen invaded her, what she couldn't swallow spilled out of her mouth onto her dress, soaking it and revealing her breasts even further. The people back home were correct about the white girls. Sinful, promiscuous and compliant and in Laura's case, throat-fucked.
Ngocko discharged the last dribbles of sperm on Laura's tongue, shook his cock and then withdrew his cock from her mouth, wiped it across Laura's lips and on her pretty pink dress and pushed it inside his trousers. He pushed Laura's head up to meet his eyes, 'You are mine.' And with that, he rejoined the others now milling outside the church.
|