Megan starts off her day by going online and checking her email. She yawns and stretches as she waits for her computer to start up. She goes online and sees a message from her online friend from Africa. She smiles and begins to read it. The message says that he will be in the US in a few weeks and would like to meet her. A smile appears on her face because this man intrigues her. She met him thru a chat room and she has played with on several occasions when she needed a release. She replied to the message telling him to just tell her where and when he will be in the states and she will be there.
She had an extra spring in her step as she was going to start her day. She jumps in the shower and found her hand wandering down to rub her clit as images of this black African stud she met floats thru her mind. She rubbed herself harder and faster then began to moan in sheer delight.
“Oh God, Bantu, fuck me.” She repeats over and over as she masturbated to completion.
She exits the shower pauses then looks at herself in the mirror. She was a tall woman with a bubble butt. She stood 5 ‘9” and weighed just over 130 pounds with her measurements filling in at 34D-25-36. She was an average looking beauty with dirty blond hair and a body to die for but an accident as a teen caused her to have a scar across her face and many guys didn't want to be with her because of that. She looked at a picture of herself as a teen before the accident and how much her life changed after that night. She now has a scar that will never go away going from the side of her eye down her cheek and finally stopped just below her bottom lip, she lost the ability to bear children due to an infection after the car accident. But her self-confidence was beyond reproach even with the scar and that may have turned off many men also.
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“My queen.” Bantu says.
“Yes.” The Queen says.
“I may have found many a woman for your plan, they are women that I met online as you commanded me and I feel these women can serve us well.” He said as he hands her a few pictures of Megan and the other women.
“Yes, they will do just fine; do you have any others?” The Queen commented.
“I emailed several more that I speak with and none have yet responded.” Bantu said.
“Good work, these will have to do then if no others respond to you.” The queen said praising him.
“But, My Queen, Do you think that we will be able to pull this off?” He asked.
“Don't worry, Bantu, the governmentt of the US will allow this because of the information they want and it is a reasonable trade off for them. They will put an end to a major terrorist organization operating here in Africa and we get what we want.” The Queen tells him.
“Yes, My queen, you are wise and all knowing.” Bantu says.
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Megan comes home from classes and checked her email again for the millionth time today to see if she got a response from her Nubian stud. She was happy to see a response. She anxiously read the message and felt her heart skip a beat and her pussy become moist. The message said that he will be in Washington DC in 2 weeks and that he will leave a plane ticket for her at the airport in Chicago. A huge smile gleamed across her face.
Then as time went by, she realized some of the things she said and done with him online and wondered if that was the only reason he was coming. But, she dismissed that idea and thought to herself that she will just have fun and not think anything else about it. She thought that she had not even been with a black man before and never really thought about one until she met him. She was excited and turned on about the thoughts of their upcoming meeting.
For the next two weeks, she laid in bed every night with images of him in her thoughts and all the things they spoke about online were about to come true. She began researching African men online and read rumors and innuendos about some of them especially men from Bantu’s region being well endowed. She thought to herself that she isn't very experienced sexually and only had two partners previous and they weren't very good.
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Bantu arrives in the US on his family’s private jet with his bodyguards by his side. His family is one of the richest and most powerful clans in all of the Sudan. He is treated with the utmost respect by the individuals in the government due to the information that he is carrying with him. He meets with a high-ranking individual in the intelligence community and they make an agreement and the queen’s wishes will be fulfilled. The intelligence agent tells Bantu of a little used airfield that he can use for his so-called getaway with his cargo. The shake hands to seal the deal and parted company.
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Megan fidgets in her seat on the plane anxiously waiting for the moment that they met face to face for the first time. The hour-long flight to DC seemed to take forever and when she heard that they are preparing to land she became more aroused. She was excited to meet him and subconsciously more excited to see if all he said he could do online was true. The plane landed and she hurried to the terminal to meet Bantu. She scanned the crowd and didn't see anyone who matched his pictures. She did catch a sign with her name on it that a large white guy was holding and hoped that this wasn't a huge mistake or someone lying to her.
“I'm Megan Perot” She said.
“Yes, m’am, I have a message to give to you and ask you to follow me to your ride.” The man said.
She read the note and it said that he was stuck at a very important meeting and couldn't make it to the airport and hoped that he could make up for not being there later. She grabbed her luggage and followed this man to awaiting limo and got into it. She had never been in a limo before, so she was in awe as the car begins to leave the airport. She sipped on the bottle of Champagne that was in the back and she felt like a princess for a few moments.
They arrived at the hotel and she was lead to a suite on the top floor. The doors open to this amazing room and her jaw dropped as she looking around this place. She saw a package on the bed reading the card. It told her to wear this dress for dinner tonight and that he will be arriving at 7pm to meet her. She opened the box and saw this elegant dress before her eyes and was amazed at its beauty. She checked the clock and unpacked her things then began to get ready. She tried to conceal her scar with makeup but it was pointless. She was just being vain because he knew about it and didn't care. She put on the dress that Bantu got for her and it was a rather tight and revealing on her figure. She looked at herself in the mirror and her breasts looked amazing in the dress as did her ghetto booty.
She sat down on the bed staring at the clock in anticipation until the door opened on its own. She saw two very large African men enter and survey the room then she saw Bantu enter. She jumped into his arms, hugged and kissed him. The soft kiss turned into a passionate one as his strong hands began to caress her back and ass. His touch felt like electricity shooting thru her body all leading to her pussy which was becoming soaking wet. They part from the kiss and he looks her up and down.
“You look more amazing in person than you do in your pictures.” He said.
She blushed and said. “Thank you”
“Do you like how you been treated so far and I do regret not meeting you at the airport but business is business, you understand, don't you?” Bantu says.
“Yes, I understand and it is no big deal, so what do you have planned for us tonight?” Megan asks.
“In due time, my Megan, you will find out.” He said with a smile.
She was noticeable excited and she kept trying to turn her scar away from him. He noticed this and walks up to her and kisses her softly on the cheek kissing his way down her scar. Her knees trembled, as his kisses was so soft and sweet. Her nipples were rock hard and she was becoming more aroused with his every touch.
He escorted her out of the room and tells his bodyguards to stay at the hotel. He took her out to a fancy restaurant then a walking tour thru the sights of DC at night. The whole night and the way she was being treated had her mind spinning and she never wanted the moment to end.
They arrived back at the hotel and went up to the floor that they were both staying on. He grabbed her hand and led him to his room. The door opened and she saw the room lit up in candlelight and a bottle of champagne chilling on ice in the middle of the room. He walked over to the bottle and popped the cork and poured a glass for the two of them. He handed her a glass then raised his glass in a toast.
“To the most beautiful woman in the world and a treat for my eyes to admire.” He says to her.
They clink glasses then take a sip. He comes closer then plants a deep, passionate kiss onto her lips and she becomes putty in his hands. After several minutes of this passionate kiss and his hands caressing her firm ass. He pulls back and tells her to go into the bathroom and put on what is in there for her.
She smiles and kisses him as she passes by. He grabs a handful of her ass then squeezes it softly then slaps it softly sending her on her way. She enters the washroom and sees a bag sitting on the counter. She pulls out the items and begins to put them on. She looks in the mirror and the bra and panties he has chosen, flattered her figure and made her look even sexier. Her heart was racing at the thoughts of what will happen next. She adjusts the new outfit then walks out into the room as Bantu watches her come closer to him. She sees him smile and that puts her at ease.
He leads her to the bed and sits her onto the bed then sits down next to her. They begin to kiss and his hand begins to move up and down her thigh then make their way to her supple breasts. Her hand rests on his thigh and he was in total control of the moment. He squeezed her breast harder and kissed her deeper. He pulled back once again and her chest was heaving in excitement. She looked at him with a wanton lust as he stood up in front of her.
“In my country, it is tradition for the woman to undress the man before he pleases her.” Bantu says.