The following story has been written as a reader request, this is a fictionalized telling of true events. It is part two in the Samantha series and takes place a few months after chapter one. I send my thanks to my dear Italian friend Fabio for the inspiration --
This story is the third reader request I have done. If you enjoy it, feel free to contact me with story ideas and maybe I can write something from them. They need not include any of my recurring characters.
This story involves interracial sex, lesbian sex and a number of themes some may be offended by, so consider yourself warned.
As with most of my stories there is more story than there is sex, and this will not be a short story, as my others are also not very short in length.
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Samantha is Africanized - The Story Continues
Samantha and Fabio had been back in their daily lives, trying to normalize after Fabio caught Samantha cheating on him. They attempted to salvage their marriage, with Samantha breaking off contact with her lover Kiashan, a man in senior leadership at the South African consulate in Milan. These have not been their best months.
Fabio made changes in his medication and made a larger effort sexually, none the less he still battled impotence. He was able to give Samantha sexual pleasure with oral sex, toys and with his hands, he knew it just was not the same thing. His confidence had not been very high and did not get any better, as Italian culture was like so many others, where a man is judged as less than a man when he is impotent. No matter the cause, no matter if it be a war injury or cancer, people do tend to judge impotent men harshly.
Fabio's doctor was able to prescribe a powerful erectile function drug, however even this did not always work. Conditions had to be very good for even this medication to function, Fabio had to be in a good mood, he had to be well rested, and he had to be at a high state of arousal. It improved things, but they still were not where they had been prior to his illness.
For her part, Samantha gave quite a lot of effort in their sexual lives. She would dance for Fabio, and as his medication changed, she became more interested again in kissing him, and in sucking his dick, although she was still unable to tolerate the taste of his semen. She had taken a liking to her lover's cum, but something was just different about her husband's. He was still on medication, and likely would be for the rest of his life to keep his cancer in remission.
The medication changed his scent and taste, and also robbed him of his energy and strength, which lead to more coffee for him, which kept his semen taste bitter. She sucked his dick a half dozen times over these few months, but even this was a lot more often than ever before. Fabio noticed the increased attention and was thankful for it.
She would try to swallow Fabio's cum from time to time after a handjob, as Fabio gave her warning before cumming and she always finished him with her hand. His cum just did not smell or taste very good at all. She had taken to actually taking some of his cum on her tongue after a handjob and showing it to him, and she became pretty good at pretending to swallow, before excusing herself to spit it out in the bathroom before rinsing her mouth.
Her lover Kiashan had tasted better. From time to time she thought of him, her memory distorting their time together, making it even better than it had been. She had not tasted him for some time, but now her memory had her convinced that Kiashan had been the most considerate lover she had ever had, that his cum smelled like a spring field of flowers and tasted like the best dessert pastry. She knew this wasn't the case, but she knew Kiashan to be a vegan, who avoided a lot of fried and bitter foods, and he never drank beer or coffee. She was sure this lead to the taste of his kiss, of his dick, and of his fluids.
Of course, Sam was not a stupid woman, she knew how with time people tended to remember things as better than they were. Most of the time she would remember what had happened between them, and when she was thinking logically she could put together how she had been manipulated. Kiashan was a fantastic lover, but she could remember that he was never loving towards her, sometimes not even kind. In retrospect Sam felt like an object for Kiashan to have used, often sharing her with other men.
Samantha pondered at times on how Kiashan had used prejudices she was not sure she carried against her, at times using guilt to get his way.
Very quickly in their affair, Kiashan had convinced her that saying no to him could only be due to the racism deep inside her. Don't swallow all of his cum? Racism. Don't agree to fuck his friends and co-workers? Racism. Make a face when three men she didn't know came on her face and in her mouth? Racism. Refuse to do any of it in front of a crowd? Racism.
Kiashan used this quite well, always able to convince her to do his bidding, he always had a perfectly reasonable argument for anything he wanted her to do. She hadn't told Fabio quite everything, she kept quiet about the woman Kiashan had brought to her. Lesbian sexual relations were not taboo in African culture, sexuality was very different than in Western culture. Somehow he had managed to get Samantha, who had never held any real sexual attraction for women, to have sex with an African woman. Racist and homophobic? That was what she heard. Not bluntly, very gently, even in a sensual manner. It always made sense to her when he explained.
"It is natural Sam," Kiashan told her at the time, as was normal her head was spinning around him, what he said always seemed to be correct. "Women are the more beautiful gender, for women to love women is the most natural thing in the world." Kiashan started with having Sam kiss the very lovely younger South African woman, a young and curvaceous employee of the consulate named Tamika. At first pecks on the lips, then Samantha felt the woman's tongue in her mouth, and it felt good. Within minutes the two women were making out desperately. Samantha felt the woman's hands on her body, on her waist, on her ass, on her breasts, and it felt fantastic.
Shortly after this Tamika had Samantha's clothing off, and she and Kiashan both took off their clothing as well. The young black woman had bigger boobs than Samantha, and after breaking the longest kiss Samantha had ever held with another person, she found her mouth on the young woman's breast, and she licked, sucked and kissed the breasts in front of her as if she had desired her every day of her adult life. It felt natural, she felt alive. Soon Kiashan guided her between the woman's legs, and when she got her first close look at a pussy she hesitated, how did she get here she wondered?
Samantha and Fabio had watched a lot of porn over the years, and of course, she had seen a lot of lesbian sex. Lesbian sexuality was much more accepted in Europe than where Sam had grown up in the USA, however, she wasn't homophobic, she just had never really considered women. This woman was exotic and beautiful, she was tempting.
As she considered this she saw Kiashan stick two of his fingers in Tamika's pussy, he worked them into and out of her a few times and when he pulled them out they were dripping with her juices. Kiashan put his fingers in Sam's mouth, and after finding that Tamika tasted even better than Kiashan, she hungrily sucked on his fingers, then put her mouth on the young woman's pussy and began licking and sucking with a passion she could not have imagined. She licked the folds of Tamika's labia and then felt the young woman's clitoris start to expose itself. She used her lips and teeth to tug on it, and tongue fucked the other woman like her life depended on it.
She remembered this woman vividly, the sex they had lasted longer than anything else she had encountered. She had never been with a man who sustained passion as she could with the young South African woman, as they changed places and tried many things as Kiashan watched and masturbated. This was months ago, yet it seemed so vivid as if it had happened that day in her memory. Tamika was amazing at eating pussy, Samantha had never felt anything like it. The young African woman would bury her tongue deep inside Samantha's pussy and would work her tongue quickly along the inside wall, which drove Sam wild.
The two women had sex many times in many different ways. Once going at it in a sixty-nine position on a board table during one of Kiashan's consulate meetings. Of course when they were done the men at the meeting had sex with both women, eventually cumming in and on both of them. She had threesomes with this woman and Kiashan, and with her and other men multiple times. She wondered how things would have been different if Fabio had walked in on her eating out Tamika instead of sucking Kiashan's cock. He might have liked it, things might not have changed. "Fuck me," Samantha thought, gathering herself. It was wrong, she mustn't fall into that again.
She did wonder if Fabio would respond to her bringing another woman to their bed, would that be enough to keep him hard? Would another set of hands, another mouth on her body, another woman's body be enough to satisfy the sexual frustration that Sam had been unable to shake for the last three months? Samantha decided she had enjoyed it enough to try and started finding videos to watch while they fooled around, as they often had.
