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BootyBounceBupe 05-13-2013 06:42 PM

The western world shocks this african girl
 
I can not believe that sites like this exist! The things that I see here are illegal in my country and I still don't know if I am more shocked or excited. Until I was introduced to this site I felt like I was the only one that had ever thought about other women in unnatural ways. I have never admitted it to my friends or anyone and I probably never will because people have been brought to trial just based on a rumor. But if I don't tell someone I think I will burst so here I go.

The real story that most of you will be interested in happened over a year ago but I want to tell you what is happening now so you know how I discovered this strange world. Yes, I know it is not strange to you all, but to me this is Mars! A few weeks ago I met an American traveler who was completely lost in my country. I don't mean that he was physically lost, he just did not know how to do anything. It started when he come to a Saturday braai and he did not even have any charcoal. I gave him some but he could not figure out how to light it. He also brought a bunch of nkwazi thinking it was beer. It does say <beer> on the side of it but it is nothing like a lager beer. It is thick and white and has no fizz. Most young people here drink draught beers here but old men and drunkards really like nkwazi beer. since this is not the real story I better finish this part quick. In short he joined us and we gave him real beer and he must have eaten about a kilogramme of meat. He had never had goat before and he had a great time. Over the week we kept in touch, I helped him figure out taxis, buses, where to change money, how much to pay for stuff and so on. I guessed that he was well-to-do because he bought me lunch and even paid for a movie at a theater. But when I comment he just says that it is so cheap compared to home that it really does not matter. But then I go to his place and I know that he is lying. He is renting a place that is bigger than the one I lived in with my family and it has a big pool, not just an insaka but a regular pool that you swim in. There are 3 houses on the property that are supposed to share the pool but none of the others are rented out so it is completely private.

I guess I said all of this so you would understand that it was a unique situation and I did warm up to him over almost 2 weeks before doing anything inappropriate, I will get to the <punchline> faster now. Even though I love the idea of the pool I still had never been in one. Before my third visit to his house I considered buying an actual swimming costume with all of the bright colors, but I was not sure that I would even like it and they are so expensive, so I never got one. No matter, last time I sat beside the pool while he swam and it was fine. This time he was very convincing and I was almost wishing that I had bought that swimming costume, but since I did not, it was obviously not an option. Then he tells me that he he going to get a couple more drinks and when he comes back I have a choice. I can go swimming in my underclothes or he will throw me in fully dressed! Now I am excited to try a pool, but i have to admit that I think I am even more excited to be where I am not supposed to in my underthings. As he leaves he confirms that he is very serious and I have less than 2 minutes to make my choice. I change my mind 100 times in the next 30 seconds. No I'm not doing it. Maybe I'll let him throw me in in my clothes? No, I will need to hang my clothes to dry and I have nothing else to wear. Maybe I should go in wearing my underclothes? No, I can't! Oh no, this is my best bra, will the water wreck it? Wait, why am I always wearing my best bra when I see him? Do I like him?

I hear him call out <I hope you decided or I will decide for you>. Ultimately it is the concern for my best bra that makes up my mind, I'm a little worried that being in the water while wearing it will wreck it. Lose the bra, keep the shirt! More coverage and I save the bra, perfect. I consider doing the same to save my matching panties but I am wearing a skirt and I can't bear to take them off without feeling too exposed. I whip off my skirt just as he rounds the corner and already I feel like I made the wrong choice. I am standing there in my green tank top and bright orange panties with my skirt at my feet and my bra on the chair beside me. Even though I was fully covered I have never felt so naked. The top was fine, at least it was until I hit the cold water. But the bottoms, despise being a nice bright orange that was similar to what I saw earlier when I was shopping for swimwear, did not look at all like they belonged in a pool. The material felt too thin against my skin and the lacy part which felt sexy when it was safely hidden beneath my skirt now made me feel very exposed.

He congratulates me on my choice as he puts the drinks down on the poolside table. He does not even acknowledge how crazy this situation is. In fact he makes it more crazy by stripping down to his underwear and takes a running jump head first into the pool. When he surfaces he confirms that he would have thrown me in, but now he will give me a minute. It takes me a while but eventually I get all the way up to my neck. I get nervous when he is near me but mostly because I feel unstable in the water. I think he interpreted this wrong and kept his distance. Perhaps if he would have just come and stabilized me our pool episode might have ended quite differently.

Now the short walk over to the house was very exciting to me and it was that confession that ultimately led to the discovery of this website. My shirt that felt like it was suitable coverage before I got in the water was now very clingy and did absolutely nothing to mask my cold nipples. And my panties, which never felt adequate were much worse when wet. It all felt even more taboo when I tiptoed across the hot bricks to get to the house while holding my bra and skirt in my hand. I felt safer in the house. Even though the gate man could not see the pool from his post, there was probably a gardener about somewhere. Logically I know house staff would never report anything but it all felt dangerous to me at the time.

I am sorry that I have written so much and did not even finish. I need to do this for myself, just to feel ok about some of the things that I have done and it helps to tell people that do not think it is so sinful. I imagined this intro being one paragraph. But I did not even get to the part where I learned of this site. I will have internet again tomorrow so I will find a quick way to end this portion of the story and I will tell the story that you want to hear another day. I will say thank you in advance for the people here that made me feel normal and to the Mzungu who will read this message the moment after I finish it.

hamlet 05-13-2013 09:07 PM

This site may be unique discovery for you but also now this story is a unique for this site :) Hope you tell us the rest

DRDavenport 05-13-2013 11:09 PM

Welcome to the wider world!

BootyBounceBupe 05-14-2013 08:00 AM

My heart is racing knowing that people are reading this! I will finish this part now and tell you my story of a year ago next time I come back to my American friend’s house.

So there we were just inside the doorway feeling very exposed and yet thrilled at the same time. He tells me I can change anywhere, and indicates that there is also a lav, as if having privacy to change was an unusual but acceptable option. I’m about to scurry off when I realise <Change into what?>!

He stops to think before he answers. He points out that he should be more nervous than I am right now and he looks down at himself to prove the point. I was so concerned for myself that I did not noticed that his wet white underwear were offering less coverage than my clingy tank top, and his hands were occupied holding our untouched drinks from the pool so he was not able to cover as I was. I embarrassed myself when I realized that I was staring and quickly looked back up hoping he did not notice my leering. Then he had the nerve to add that he might offer me something else, but he could tell I was enjoying myself. At the time I was mad. I don’t know if it is because he would not help, or because he was right. I scampered off to the lav and he called out that he would leave my drink on the table and that he was going to put something dry on as well.

I closed the door and was happy to see that there was a lock on it. There was a small window that was too high for anyone to see into but I closed the curtains anyway. I considered hanging up my clothes and waiting in here. It was a warm day and my shirt and panties were made of thin material so they would dry within an hour even inside. But I suppose the safety of the locked room allowed me to calm down and think. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror still wearing my wet things and though that maybe I did look ok. No matter what I decided the first step was to hang up the shirt and panties. So I dried myself off with a very soft towel and put on my only 2 pieces of dry clothing. I had to admit that the bright orange looked good on me and that’s when I realised that I was going to go out there. That awkward excitement grabbed hold of me again. Now I know no one could tell that I did not have panties on under my skirt, but somehow it I felt exposed, yet free, liberated, yet naughty. I took a deep breath and stuck out my chest then did my best to muster a confident walk as I went out to socialise with my host.

He was in the kitchen mixing another drink for himself while mine sat still full and sweating on the table. He had changed but I think he was still in underwear. They were dark navy and they could have been a Olympic style swim costume except the material appeared too thin and they came down his legs several centimeters. He told me that if I didn’t like the drink I had he would make me something new. He also asked if I wanted to sit outside and enjoy the last of the sun or stay inside. I certainly was not going out like this so I suggested we stay in. He looked at me a couple of times when he spoke, but there was no staring, no shock in his eyes, no smirk on his face. The only thing that indicated that he knew I was so exposed was a compliment to my <outfit>, but he said it the same way you might compliment someone’s shoes and only with a brief admiring glance.

We sat on his couches and talked. It started out as awkward <small talk>, that is just a term we use when you talk about nothing at all. But then he quickly addressed the only thing running through my mind. We were here trying to act normal when things were not normal at all! He tries to tell me stories about how this is normal. Not every day normal, but normal enough that I should not feel like I am the only person in the world who had this odd desire to do something wild like this. He then tells me that this is not even wild. He tells of a party he was at where at least 20 people got into a pool and no one had more than their underclothes on, some of the guys were completely naked and some of the girls were topless! I already can’t believe it is true when he tells me of another time when he was with 2 guys and 2 girls at a normal public beach at night and they went completely naked and swam. The guys I can believe, maybe, but who are these girls? If they exist, I want to meet them. He can tell I don’t quite believe this is possible and that’s when he says haven’t you ever been on the internet?

Now internet here is very expensive, even he admits that, and I use it quite a bit but I only check at internet cafes and I still have no idea how the internet plays into this conversation. He runs off the grab a laptop and comes back to sit awkwardly close to me. He’s fast on a computer and within seconds he finds pictures that make my jaw drop. For the next while I don’t think I closed my mouth or blinked. White people are crazy! He hands me my drink and I start sipping it faster probably because I nervously wanted to occupy my hands. When the drinks are empty he goes to get more and leaves me at the controls. He had a way of searching for specific things but I can’t figure out where he typed so I just keep clicking. He comes back and I am too embarrassed to tell him about the things that I want to search for and carry on looking at things that I still don’t believe. I am constantly looking over my shoulder as if someone will catch us at any moment. After more drinks I start to draw attention to some particular pictures that peak my interest without letting him know what that interest is.

I might say <I can’t believe that one!> at one girl covering her friends otherwise naked breasts. <Do you think they actually kissed?> again 2 girls. Eventually he figures it out and says he thinks he knows what I am interested in. He does a search and this new world which was already crazy enough just got crazier. Now I am seeing girls do everything imaginable to other girls. I find myself covering my eyes but still looking through the cracks of my fingers as he laughs at me. We look at pictures, we talk, he tells more stories and comparatively I am starting to feel quite modest in my bra. He goes for another round of drinks and leaves me back in control. I can’t bring myself to look at the really dirty ones but I really enjoy the playful pictures and the freedom that I see. While he is away I am suddenly conscious that I have sloughed over and it looks like I have a fat roll so I immediately sit up straighter. As I am adjusting I realize how sweaty I am between my legs. I have been pressing them together hard for a long time now because of my squeamishness about not wearing panties. I reach up to wipe the inside of my legs and of course he walks in right at that moment. He tries to suppress a smile but does a poor job of it. I know he thinks I was doing something else but when I try to explain he just says that it is ok, but I know he thinks something else was happening. We resume looking at pictures and even some video. Even though he is back to being close to me, I spread my legs slightly to try to stop the profuse sweating and it feels exciting and naughty especially because there is a soft but continual breeze coming from the open window. Although with my newfound knowledge, I now know this does not even approach naughty.

For the next while he suggests a few things that would make the night even more <fun>. He suggests taking some pictures, but I just can’t see myself doing that. He suggests we get naked but that is still too much. He almost convinces me to <flash> him and I was close to doing it, I even stood up and giggled nervously for a few minutes before I sat down convinced that I could not do it. He then flashed for me even though I did not ask, just to show me how easy and fun it was. It was actually a lot more than a flash. His underpants were down for at least 10 seconds. I turned my head away immediately but my eyes were looking back at him, and it, most of the time. I still did not return the favour

I’d come far enough into this world in a very short period of time and he and I both realized I was not going any farther. It was now very late he very matter of factly told me where I would sleep. He was wise to offer a separate and obviously unused room because it already seemed dirty to stay in a single man’s home un-chaperoned. I’d only been living on my own for about a year and I was not quite used to having no one to answer to. More and more people are moving out at my age but around here it is still not that common for a woman to move out of her parents place until marriage. But here I was with no one to answer to but myself so I agreed, which also added to the feeling of freedom that I got out of that night.

Then came the best part of all and I did not even realize the implication until later. He said do yourself a favour, don’t sleep with any clothes on and take the laptop with you. He also made sure I knew where to find him if I needed anything and that he would leave his door open. I took his advice and actually surprised myself at how quickly I got urges now that I was alone. I reached down to touch myself and realized that he knew what I was going to do before I did. I wondered if he was doing to same thing and for a brief moment I wondered if maybe I should have been more forthcoming. However that passed quickly as I got distracted by my own activities. I slept very well that night.

McSmoothie 05-15-2013 05:56 PM

Thanks for your posting... I enjoyed stroking my cock as I read it.

Marshal60 05-17-2013 03:22 PM

My question is if this site would be illegal in your country, then how are you accessing it ?

BootyBounceBupe 05-19-2013 02:20 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by McSmoothie (Post 1504321)
Thanks for your posting... I enjoyed stroking my cock as I read it.

I know you did not actually. But it did give me the shock that you were probably hoping for. Thanks you for reading.

BootyBounceBupe 05-19-2013 02:45 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Marshal60 (Post 1505932)
My question is if this site would be illegal in your country, then how are you accessing it ?

I can not figure out the nature of your question. I am doing something illegal according to my government, but I disagree with their position and think their attitude is repressive so I choose to ignore the law. I don't think I am a pioneer in rebelling against a particular law. Did I misunderstand? Is this actually an intelligent question and I somehow missed something?

dave0912jb 05-19-2013 03:04 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by BootyBounceBupe (Post 1507440)
I know you did not actually. But it did give me the shock that you were probably hoping for. Thanks you for reading.

I'm willing to bet he really did, and that he wasn't the only one! ��

dad1 05-19-2013 07:32 PM

I think I understand.
 
Sites like this one are illegal, but your government hasn't blocked access to this particular one. Either they disallow all search engines, or they leave it up to snooping and people turning one another in for breaking the law.

I appreciate the risk you took and your detailed candor :)

Thanks


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