Amanda Sallust was the daughter of wealthy American parents who sent her to a convent school in Europe to ensure she received a rounded education without the distractions of the typical American co-educational system. In other words, they wanted to keep their daughter away from boys!
And she was a very desirable young lady indeed. Five feet, five inches tall, one hundred and twenty pounds, b-cup breasts, blond hair, blue eyes and an infectious grin that could wipe away anyone's gloom. She was frankly scrumptious.
That they didn't quite succeed was due to some of her friends.
During her time at the Swiss school she had made friends with another American girl, Jennifer and two English girls, Ann and Lisa. The four of them liked to meet after 'Lights out' in the tiny drying and ironing room adjacent to their dormitory for chatting and gossiping late into the night. It was during her last half term at the school that Ann found the old exit.
A high wall surrounded the school. There was only one permanent way in or out plus an emergency exit that set off an alarm. So the girls, who were already under a curfew, were physically unable to leave the premises without being noticed.
Then Ann found a door in part of the wall covered in vines. It was locked but when she showed it to Jennifer, the resourceful American girl found most of the mechanism was rusted away and the once substantial lock could be opened with a bent hairpin.
Jennifer worked out that if they left after 'Lights out' on a Friday, their absence wouldn't be discovered until roll call first thing on Monday morning. And there was a worthwhile disco in a nearby town.
"After all, 'Manda," she said, "who'd want to leave here at the end of term as a virgin!"
Amanda had a chest infection that left the other three girls to venture out on their own. Despite anti-biotics, it was three weeks before she could join them into their escapades.
At four minutes past eleven on the next Friday night, the four girls made their way to the obscured door and out to freedom. There was a flash of light from a vehicle in a nearby lane. There was a car waiting whose driver took them directly to an apartment in the nearest town.
"I thought we were going to a disco," Amanda complained.
"Not tonight, Mandy," replied Lisa, "that's tomorrow, Saturday. We're just meeting the guys here tonight."
Apparently the girls had acquired boy friends already. The one lined up for Mandy had become fed up so the fellows had provided a replacement.
Inside the apartment they introduced themselves. Dave was Ann's friend; Harry was with Lisa, Johnny with Jennifer and a young black lad called Banda had been chosen for Mandy.
Amanda immediately had a vision of her parents in uproar at the very idea of her and a black man. But there was a rebellious streak in her. Why shouldn't she have a black boy friend if she wanted?
Some music was being played and the couples danced and drank vodkas for the next hour. They also chatted a lot. Mandy found out that Banda had lost his parents in some African tribal warfare and had been adopted as a small boy by a Swiss couple. He spoke excellent French, German and English.
After a while Mandy noticed Johnny and Jennifer in an intimate heap on a settee. Not only were they giving each other 'French' kisses, but he had his hand inside her blouse, caressing her tits as she stroked the growing bulge in his groin. Mandy looked away, slightly embarrassed, only for her eyes to alight on the pretty English brunette, Ann, with her hand in the unzipped fly of young Dave. He meanwhile had unbuttoned her dress at the back and was struggling to unhook her bra. Mandy mused briefly on what reaction Ann's father, a member of the British House of Lords would think if he could see what his daughter was up to now.
Banda kissed her. Mandy rather liked the taste of his mouth on hers. And the slight musky smell of him. She wasn't sure she wanted to go further but what the other girls were getting up to had made her feel horny. Also she didn't want to feel left out or be branded a spoilsport. The amount of drink also had its effect on her, lowering her inhibitions.
So when Banda gently started to stroke her breasts, she responded by rubbing the bulging erection he made no effort to conceal. Over Banda's shoulder she could see that Jennifer was on her back on the settee, her legs wrapped round Johnny's waist, He was thrusting convulsively into her. Mandy realised that her pretty American colleague was being well lubricated by her boy friend and wasn't too surprised that her own panties were getting very wet!
Then she caught sight of Ann kneeling in front of Dave with his cock in her mouth. And she seemed to be enjoying herself! Harry had his hand up Lisa's skirt caressing her through her panties, while she, smiling broadly at his attentions, had pulled his cock out of his jeans and was working it up to a grand stiff state with her hand.
Banda had made Mandy's nipples stand out. He unbuttoned her blouse and she helped him take it off. Then she pulled his T-shirt off. She just wanted to see how black his skin looked. She was pleased to see his chest was very black and smooth, with no trace of hair.
Mandy had a dread of hairy-chested men. She lifted her bottom allowing Banda to pull her panties off. She saw that Lisa had followed Jennifer in going all the way with her boy. Mandy was convincing herself that this sort of thing was fine, even the norm these days. She certainly didn't want to be the odd one out.
She whispered to Banda,
"Please don't hurt me. I'm still a virgin."
Banda smiled at her. He was flattered and amazed at being allowed to take this lovely young girl's maidenhead. He would do all he could to satisfy her. Her panties had felt wet when he pulled them off her and he reinforced that by massaging her between the legs with his left hand, while he caressed her tits, one after the other with the right.
Encouragingly, she reached down and fondled his cock.
He moved into position over her. She opened her legs as wide as she could, holding his cock at exactly the right place. He tried to think of something mundane to reduce his cock's stiffness, a difficult task with her hand around it. When he judged it small enough he began to push it in. She let out a couple of sharp yelps, like a little puppy. He felt himself beginning to slide into her.
The very thought that his rapidly expanding cock was the first to explore her vaginal passage excited him. His cock was stiffening but she was now more relaxed.
In fact it hadn't been anywhere near as bad as she had expected. She moved with him and in no time at all, they were humping each other with gusto. As Banda's cock pistoned in and out of her cunt, Mandy wondered why she had ever hesitated. This was what she always imagined heaven to be like! All the four young ladies had now graduated from maidenhood to become well-lubricated women in an atmosphere of grunts, gasps and occasional obscenities.
The party continued, apart from their visit to the disco, until the early hours of Monday morning, when the girls scuttled back to the secret doorway and into their beds just before reveille.
'What a weekend,' Mandy thought as she bathed to relieve the soreness between her legs. The other three girls congratulated her on losing her virginity, as they swapped anecdotes that night after lights out.
Mandy enjoyed another orgiastic weekend with Banda but then the young man disappeared. An assignment in New York had torn him away.
Mandy was devastated when Banda disappeared. She thought he loved her as she loved him.
"Don't be silly, 'Manda," Jennifer told her, "you just can't fall in love that easily. What you loved was the way he fucked you. You were in love with the guy's prick. There are millions of them out there waiting for you if you want them, honey."
But Mandy wasn't convinced. She missed the next weekend and took a lot of persuading to go with her girl friends the following week, even though she was told a young Gambian called Alex had been co-opted for her.
Alex turned out to be a handsome jovial well-spoken West African from the smallest, poorest country in the continent. Ann reckoned most of his jollity was due to his having escaped the grinding poverty of his homeland.
His success was due to an exceptional gift for languages that his early teachers had the foresight to encourage. Not only did he speak the major European languages but nearly thirty African tongues, which made him an invaluable tool of the local UN offices in Geneva.
His ready wit endeared him to Mandy. He was an excellent sexual performer with whom Mandy soon forgot about Banda. After three nights in his bed, she was reluctant to get back to school just before daybreak on the Monday morning.
The next weekend Mandy looked forward to seeing Alex again. He met her at the apartment the other guys were using but soon invited Mandy to go with him to his own place. She agreed to go but was surprised he hadn't mentioned that he shared the apartment with another man, a Senegalese called Ahmed. The three smoked some hand-rolled concoction, then Mandy and Alex retired to his room where they undressed and got onto the bed. Alex fucked Mandy twice before his cock fell out of her. She dutifully took it into her mouth to help revive it.
