Thembi

Title: Thembi

Description: An interior decorator came over to Mandla's house.

Category: Interracial

TAGS: Big black cock, Black man, Black woman, Creampie, South Africa

Local words:

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

- Merc: Short for Mercedes Benz

- Thembeka: isiXhosa name for a woman, meaning 'Trustworthy'. Often shortened to Thembi.

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

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

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After waiting nervously for the gate to open, Thumbi drove to unit seven at the end of the road, parking in the driveway in front of the garage.

Mandla watched from his front door as Thembi stepped out of her Merc. His dick stiffened in his pants - Thembi's loose-fitting shirt-dress was even shorter than the skirt he had seen her in when he booked the appointment at the interior decorator's store. He extended his hand, "Mandla."

Thembi took his hand. "Thembeka, but everybody calls me Thembi."

Mandla opened the door wider to allow Thembi to step into his house. "Come in, let me show you my problem." He got a brief down-blouse view of Thembi's braless breasts as she stepped past him.

Mandla guided Thembi to the main bedroom, showing her the bedsheets on the curtain rails. "I need something better."

Thembi chuckled. "I see there is only a bed in here, do you need bedside drawers, maybe a painting to brighten the walls?"

Mandla was drawn to her smile. "I guess. Let me show you the rest of the house, so you get the full picture."

When done, Thembi looked at Mandla. "You can do your own thing while I work through the rooms." Butterflies tickled her tummy as she noticed Mandla's bulge in his shorts.

An hour later, Mandla found Thembi in the kitchen, taking measurements of the window. Her arms reached far up, leaving her globes bare, sans the thin string running down her crack, which ended in a whale-tail.

Mandla cleared his throat. "Do you want anything to drink? Coke?"

Thembi turned around and smiled sweetly. "That would be nice, thank you."

Mandla's dick stiffened again - he was sure the third and fourth buttons on Thembi's dress were done up earlier. The more open top afforded him a better view of her B-cup breasts. Hastily, he poured two glasses of Coke, giving her one. Taking the other, he turned around. "I'll be in the garage if you need anything."

Thembi called Mandla two hours later. "Here is what I have in mind."

Mandla's stomach was tied in a knot as Thembi started to work through her list. When done, he looked at her. "This sounds nice, but it is a lot of money!"

Thembi smiled. "You wouldn't need to get the full package immediately, and we can arrange twenty-four-month terms. Let me show you what I mean." She led him to the main bedroom.

"Curtains are the highest priority - for better privacy." She turned around, and slid her dress off her shoulders, leaving her naked, except for her g-string. "And if you are nice to me, I'll give you a good discount."

Mandla could read between the lines and stepped forward. One hand reached behind Thembi's back to pull her closer, while his other reached for a nipple.

Thembi mewled contentedly, as Mandla's tongue explored her mouth. Her hands fumbled to pull his shorts off, while she slowly backed towards the bed. When the shorts slid off Mandla's hips, she reached for his dick.

Mandla groaned as Thembi's hand wrapped around his dick.

Thembi broke the kiss to sit on the bed. Without delay, she took Mandla's dick into her mouth and started to suck on it, twirling her tongue around its head.

Mandla pulled his shirt over his head and stepped out of his shorts. Then he pushed Thembi onto her back and went on his knees. Shortly, Thembi writhed from his ministrations on her clit and soon, her back spasmed in orgasm. Nectar seeped out of her pussy, which Mandla eagerly lapped up.

Thembi reached for Mandla's head and pulled him onto her. Then she reached down and guided his dick to her honeypot. "Fuck me hard."

Mandla didn't need further encouragement and pierced her nether-lips with his monster dick. Once fully in, he pulled back and started to thrust hard and deeply into Thembi.

Soon, Thembi sensed that Mandla was ready to offload. She lifted her legs and curled them around his waist. "Come in me, fill my pussy."

Thembi's new position triggered Mandla's orgasm and he erupted into her pussy with a roar. His orgasmic thrusts hit hard onto Thembi's cervix.

Thembi smiled contentedly as Mandla rolled off her and his jizz started to leak. She reached for her throbbing pussy to scoop up jizz to taste.

Mandla grinned. "Does this treatment qualify for the discount?"

Thembi nodded. "Not quite yet. Yours is my only appointment for the day if you wondered..."

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This story was written as an entry for the 2025 750-word challenge, and is a follow-up to a number of '

Mandla

' works related to the annual 750-word challenge. I hope you enjoyed this short story. Please vote and send me your feedback.

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