Indian Mom's Enyan Escapade

Chapter 2: The Beckoning

Taking a warm shower after the morning run is a blessing. As I stood wet under the shower, relaxing my strained muscles, I couldn't help but think of the Yard Man.

With water dripping of my wet hair onto my back and to my legs, the thought of him staring at me made me weak on my knees.

Behind the thick black framed glasses and a meek face is a nymph who has felt so un satisfied and incomplete since many years. Without having a man stare at me with such intensity that sent chills down my spine.

Back in my school where I worked as a librarian, one of my female colleagues and a best friend, Rebecca, has a black boyfriend.

They usually drop by at my home over weekends. The guy's name is Jordan. 20 year old stud of my 30 year old girlfriend Rebecca.

You see, I have been a conservative Indian girl with my dirty desires remaining within me. Curious about the endowments of Black african men who I have only seen in Porn movies. With a sense of nervousness to explore interracial sexual encounters, which I hoped to never let me turn back on black african cock.

The Yard Man's persona reminded me of Jordan. Tall black african stud, strong arms, chiseled body and a ...Big Black Cock.

While the shower drops pattered my back taking away any remaining fatigue. I couldn't help but slide my fingers between my legs and into my pussy. Imagining the way Jordan must be man-handling his barely 5 foot tall Rebecca.

With his hung Big Black Cock devouring the white pussy. I am sure her tiny hands could barely fit around his massive Big Black Cock stretching her tiny mouth as her pink lips wrapped around Jordan's black Cock.

The thought of watching them make love made my craving for a Big Black Cock so much stronger that I started to rub my pussy making it all wet. while the Shower helped provide a curtain to muzzle up my moans. I licked my fingers and swallowed my sticky pussy juices imagining Jordan's black body and his hung man meat. I used three of my fingers to gape my pink white pussy craving for a black african hung cock so so bad.

I sucked my fingers thinking of Jordan's cum and swallowed my pussy juices. My god it tasted so much good this time, I creamed more and more as my pussy pulsated and throbbed.

I remember once I had gone to the kitchen to make some coffee for both of them and when I was about to bring them their mugs, I saw them kissing. They were kissing so nastily and sloppily it looked more out of sexual pleasure than a romantic one. I kept the coffee tray on the counter and slid my hand inside my panty. Watching them kiss intensely and deeply while I rubbed my pussy. I was sure they did it on purpose and had secret fetish voyeurism too. Jordan put his long tongue inside rebecca's pink mouth and she started to suck it and swallow his saliva. Like how she would do to his big black hung african cock.

I pinched my pink nipples and fingered my wet pussy vigorously until suddenly Darek knocked on the bathroom door and asked me to hurry up.

Realizing I have been in bathroom for about half hour , I quickly patted myself dry and got out of shower.

Darek and I spent all day travelling the city, exploring places and savoring local cuisine.

Both of us living a long cherished dream of exploring Nairobi and Kenya in particular. I chose not to talk about my encounter on the trail with Darek so to not unnecessarily put him on edge and let him enjoy his long awaited vacation without any hesitation.

We wound up our tourist activities by 7pm and lodged back to our hotel rooms as the sun crested upon the horizon, making way for the night fall.

Darek announced that he would want to meet his Kenyan friend from college tomorrow morning which I was not interested in. So we planned to explore the rest of our itinerary in the later half of the day. Darek would be gone by the time I return from my morning run.

Secretly, I was expecting to find the Yard Man tomorrow at the same place as though he had beckoned me already to come to him.