Mandla's Queen of Spades

Title: Mandla's Queen of Spades

Description: Crystal wanted to be Mandla's Queen of Spades.

Category: Interracial

TAGS: Big Black Cock, Black man, Cheating, Creampie, Hot wife, Interracial, Street Braai, South Africa; Submission, White woman

Local words:

- Braai: Traditional South African activity, similar to BBQ.

- Mandla: isiXhosa name for a man, meaning 'strong' or 'powerful'.

Disclaimer: The characters, involved in this story are older than eighteen.

Acknowledgement: I would like to thank kenjisato for looking at the transcript twice on short notice and giving both attempts a proper read. All errors remaining are due to my own oversight.

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"Yes!?" Mandla was unsure what to make of Crystal's early morning presence at his front door. She was wearing a red tube-top, covering her pert, braless B-cup tits, and a short white skirt, the elastic waistband low on her hips, leaving her belly open. His eyes squinted from the bright sunlight.

Crystal looked up from Mandla's bulging boxers and noticed his squinting eyes. "Sorry if I woke you up, but you're my nearest neighbor. My car wouldn't start and Izaac is out of town."

Mandla shook his head. "No, don't worry. I was awake." Memories of their first encounter drifted back into his mind - how Crystal had scratched his palm when they greeted; how she helped his hands onto her breasts and into her wet folds while she showed him how the gate's console worked. Izaac, who was standing right behind them, was oblivious of his wife's seductive antics. His dick tented his boxers at the thoughts.

Crystal smiled sweetly. "No need to hurry, my parents only expect me to pick the kids up late afternoon."

Mandla smirked: Did Crystal just tell him she was home alone all day? "Give me a minute."

"Thanks." Crystal glanced briefly at his bulging boxers and gave a sweet smile before she turned and walked away."

Mandla grinned, as she walked away with an exaggerated sway of her hips. He noticed that she was wearing the same leather anklet with a dangling 'Q' and spade, as during the previous week's street braai.

Without wasting time, he returned to his bedroom, and donned a sports vest.

Crystal stood at her front door as he scaled the steps onto the porch. "Come in." She noticed that Mandla took a peek at her ankle. "Do you know what the anklet means?"

Mandla stepped inside. "It means that you're a 'Queen of Spades', you crave Black dick! And Izaac doesn't mind."

Crystal closed the door and wrapped her hands around Mandla's neck. "Izaac doesn't mind me flirting. But he doesn't know about me going further." She pulled Mandla's lips onto hers. She yelped excitedly as Mandla pulled the tube-top off her breasts and pinched a nipple while devouring her lips.

She slid Mandla's boxers off his hips and took hold of his large manhood.

Mandla stepped out of his boxers and pulled the skirt's hem up to her waist. He slid his hands onto Crystal's firm globes, and his dick grew in Crystal's hand when he discovered that she wasn't wearing panties.

Crystal broke the kiss. "Do you like what's on offer?"

Mandla nodded, slid his hand off her nipple down to her knees. He picked her up in one smooth motion, walked to the main bedroom and tossed her onto the bed. "What took you so long to call your 'King of Spades' over to fuck you!?"

Crystal rolled onto her back and spread her legs wide - her shaved pussy glimmered invitingly at Mandla. "I couldn't find an excuse to get Izaac away." She pulled her nether lips apart. "Go for it, my King. I wanted this for weeks!" She beckoned Mandla closer, and reached for his dick, guiding it into her wet pussy.

Mandla waited until his mushroom-head pierced Crystal's lips before he slammed his hips hard into her.

Crystal grunted and held her breath, as Mandla kept pushing into her. He took hold of her shoulders, then slowly pulled back before thrusting his big dick back into her, pulling her onto him. Crystal yelped from the impact.

"Harder, my King... Harder," she grunted, as Mandla slammed into her pussy again. She held her breath when Mandla pulled back and rolled her hips into his next thrust.

She wrapped her arms around Mandla's back and her nails dug into his skin as he slammed another thrust into her.

Mandla got into a steady rhythm, with Crystal rolling her hips into each thrust. Soon, Crystal's breathing became labored. "Oohh fuckfuck, yesss!" Crystal quivered and her back spasmed in an intense orgasm, her vagina pulsing on his dick.

It became too much for Mandla. "Haaarrr." He thrust deeply and plastered his baby batter onto her cervix.

Crystal grinned as he slowed down. "Did my King run out of steam?" She reached for her nipples and started to roll them between fingers.

Mandla's dick tucked inside her, and he thrust with renewed purpose into her. "No, my Queen, this is only the beginning..."

Crystal hummed as Mandla's dick slammed deeply into her. She had waited long enough for this.

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This story was written as an entry for the

750 Word Project 2025

, along the lines of my other

Mandla works

. I hope you enjoyed this short story. Please vote and send me your feedback.

Sun