A Brief Time with an African Queen

Society sure is a different place than when I grew up in the 1970’s & 80’s. Today, sexual imagery lies at the tip of our fingertips via the internet for better or worse. Then, unless you were aware of someone’s hidden stash of pornography you’d more or less settled for whatever thrill you could get. Perhaps a nude or topless scene in a movie and so forth. My first glimpses of the naked female figure as a boy came from a very innocuous source….National Geographic Magazine. Too young to really appreciate the articles I’d page through my dad’s copies looking at all the wonderful photographs of our amazing world. As a curious youngster no wonder my favorites were of the scantily clad pictures of the indigenous women of South America and Africa. They seemed so beautiful to me in how harmoniously they existed with the natural world. These women aroused me before I understood what arousal was….so very titillating to such young male eyes. In my innocence I never imagined or considered one day I’d experience the pleasures of a woman from those parts as I’d yet to understand what those pleasures would be. 

My final year of college was a whirlwind. So busy trying to finish everything I’d begun, trying to plot my course ahead, suffice it to say I was straining to keep my head on straight let alone satisfy a very demanding libido. I think in those times you almost find a way to create anchors for yourself….people whose presence simply keeps you grounded and sane. Sheshea was certainly my anchor for a few months. 

Have you ever had an experience where it seemed wherever you go you run into the same person or persons repeatedly? By sheer coincidence there was a woman, a lovely black woman, who seemingly shared a similar lifestyle to my own. I’d go grocery shopping, to the library, walking the street, all sorts of miscellaneous things and I’d notice there she was. She was easy to notice…dressed in beautifully patterned colorful fabrics which I assumed were traditional. One day walking on campus I saw her sitting on a bench reading. I thought this would be a good moment to confront her as my curiosity concerning why we seemed to always be amidst one another and just her life in general was undeniable. “ If we’re always around each other as strangers we might as well make it so we’re around each other as friends!”, I quipped as I sat next to her. In that very moment I’d made one of the best friends I’ve known. 

Sheshea, pronounced She-Shay, was a graduate student in mathematics from an African country called Namibia. She and I interacted effortlessly and became fast friends quickly sharing similar interests and schedules. It seemed in the following weeks our friendship had blossomed into a very special relationship but not quite a romance. She was such a sweet and positive person, certainly a better person than me, and I found her wholly interesting and charming. As a non-native English speaker, I even found her excellent albeit sometimes broken English adorable!

 I enjoyed Sheshea’s presence so much that I decided to ask her to spend a few days away with me. Atlantic City, New Jersey was only a few hours away and a relatively inexpensive  place to stay midweek and off season. I suggested we share a room with two queen beds as I saw her as a wonderful friend and sharing a bed together did not occur to me in the moment. She agreed stating how good a respite from our educational pressures would be…she couldn’t wait!

 Our time in Atlantic City was fun! We spent the days walking the boardwalk and beach. We sat watching the ocean, closing our eyes listening to the surf. In the evening we’d people watch. Observing them gambling, walking by, we were just watching the world. The second and final day we were there is when something amazing happened. 

 As we prepared to go out to find something to eat that evening Sheshea came out of the bathroom. “ How do I look?”, she asked. She was dressed in a white blouse and jacket with jeans and sandals. “ I decided to dress western tonight. “, she quipped. She definitely looked different than her normal African inspired garb. She looked very sexy, and sensual.  I had not seen her in form fitting clothing. It really caught my eye the way her tight blouse stretched horizontally as though her big tits were straining to rip themselves free! “ You look fantastic!”, I replied. All of the sudden my mind raced with possibilities regarding much more than our friendship. As the evening wore on I found myself incredibly attracted sexually to Sheshea. My imagination was so rampant with carnal thoughts of her I had several erections during the evening which I’d hoped she hadn’t noticed. I finally concluded I needed to gauge if she would be interested sexually in me, even at risk of our friendship. 

 When we returned to our room Sheshea excused herself to the bathroom to get ready for bed. I decided to do something bold. I took off all of my clothes and sat on my bed. I covered my throbbing erection with a pillow. I hoped she’d like what she saw but if not I could make a joke of it…just a dumb ploy I know but it was worth a try. As the bathroom door opened I held my breath at what her reaction would be. 

 “OH MY GOODNESS SHE’S NAKED!!!!!”, I said to myself as Sheshea stepped from the bathroom completely nude! “How do I look now?”, she inquired. “You look exquisite!!!!”, I replied, and she did! Full ample breasts with beautiful, suck-able nipples. A neatly trimmed pussy with dark folds of deliciousness, wow, she looked incredible, her hair braided and her lips painted in pink gloss. I sat staring at her, drooling probably.  “You got baby protector?”, Sheshea asked. For a moment I didn’t know what to say. “ You know, Fuck wrap!”, she inquired. Ohhh, a condom! I took one from the nightstand I’d put in there and showed her. She smiled as I threw my pillow aside exposing my pink and purple love rod. She immediately got on the bed and maneuvered herself to allow me to feast on her delicious cunt, every drop of her cum stimulating all of my taste buds as I lapped up every drop of her essence. WOW! She then lowered her body and lay atop mine as she and I kissed deeply. I could feel the mass of her tits covering my chest as she reached for a condom, unwrapping it and putting it on my engorged cock … so, so good. Sheshea then sat up, grasped my dick and inserted it into her pussy. From there for the next twenty minutes or so she rode me like a horse…. slow, deliberate fucking. Looking up I could see the content expression on her face as she rode my cock with beautiful ease, her eyes closed experiencing the moment. Fast enough to enjoy but not so fast as to make me cum. Finally, she lent forward to allow my waiting mouth the opportunity to suck her tits. I gave them the attention they deserved as I relished my African Queens body as my cock probed about her pussy. It was in that moment that I grabbed Sheshea, turning her over assuming missionary position, I looked into her eyes as I fucked her passionately, with each thrust I could feel myself needing to cum! She laid there staring at me with a mischievous grin and I pounded her vagina vigorously. “Ooooohhhhhhhh yessssssss!!!!”, exclaimed Sheshea as cum poured within my condom as we both orgasmed mightily! It was exquisitely sensual. As I dismounted and laid back Sheshea leaned over, removed the condom, and took my dick in her mouth, sucking me to another orgasm. We made love like this into the night, our bodies enjoying themselves together…she was incredible!

 After a few months, Sheshea and I parted ways as lovers, but remained friends. We both realized our lives would go separate ways. Honestly, she was a better woman than I deserved at that time in my life and probably still is. I’d put my cock in just about any hole someone would allow it in during those years so Sheshea was an exception as I truly had love for her. I was proud I was mature enough to understand her quality and know she had important things ahead as she intended to return to Namibia to teach. We corresponded for many years and I’ll never forget her and still masturbate to those thoughts today.