Long time ago, I was working a couple of years in an Africa.
I soon found out, that the ladies there liked white men and it was easy to get them into bed. In general I got the idea that all the negros, male and female were way more easygoing when it comes to sex than back home. For instance I liked the relaxed way the black folk flirted. When I addressed girls in a discothek in my home town, I often got rebuffed very harsh. Here it seemed to be so natural. Men were flirting in a straight forward macho style and the girls did not mind. At least they did not show it. If they are not interested they just ignore the guy. I liked that, though it was difficult for me to change my own behaviour. So I kept being the decent and slow going gentlemen.
Especially when I met that girl. Let's call her Nancy. Shortly after this incident she became my girlfirend. I got to know her through my work and I really fell for this women. She was intelligent, with good manners and dead sexy. She also was funny and we joked a lot together. Finally we became very good friends and spent a lot of time together. One time she told me that I one of her friends felt very attracted to me and I would have good chances to have some fun with her... Of course I did not go after her. The only women I wanted was Nancy. But could such a perfect women love a guy like me? A normal simple guy who, back home, had difficulties to get a girlfriend? I decided to play save and wait for a good opportunity to develope a relationship with her out of our good friendship which I did not want to risk.
One day I went with Nancy and her best friend Betty for a party in a famous discothek. All of us were tipsy from the alcohol and the girls were dancing all night long. I stayed at the table since I am a bad dancer and I enjoyed to watch Nancy dancing. Besides: I was more or less the only white guy in that discothek and if I had stepped on that dancefloor I would have had all eyes on me!
So there was no way. I must admit I got a bit jealous to see how Nancy was shaking her ass for all that men and dancing quite sexy with them. But all girls here were dancing this way. It seemed to be the culture, so I tried not to be jealous and just enjoyed to see Nancy moving her sexy curves. There was one black guy she was dancing with repeatedly. When Betty once came back to the table I asked her who he was. She said "I don't know him. I am pretty sure Nancy also don't know him, but she seems to like that boy". Later Nancy went outside the discothek to smoke a cigarette. The guy joined her. I stayed with Betty since we do not smoke. Nancy stayed outside quite long. After a while I got nervouse and was thinking to go after her. But then I thought she would be offended if I am following her when she is with that guy. It would look like if I am watching over her and I had no right to do that, she was just my best female friend and single. I wanted to ask Betty for advice but she had returned to the dancefloor. Finally I saw Betty leaving the dancefloor and heading towards our table. Seconds later Nancy entered the door, the way she walked I saw she was ***** and excited. She went straight to Nancy and met her half way between the dancefloor and me. She shouted out the first words a big to loud, so I could hear them. She seemd to be ashamed and happy when the words burst out of her mouth and she told her best friend "Sorry, it took so long.... I got fucked".
Only then she seemed to become aware that I was overhearing that and she lowered her voice. But I later got the whole story which was not complicated. While I was waiting for Nancy inside, the guy fucked her in his car on the parking lot in front of the disco.
The next days Nancy realized how jealous I was. When she asked me what's wrong with me I confessed my love for her. She then became my girlfriend. She told me that she believed I only wanted to be her friend. When I turned down her friend she told me about who obviously wanted to get fucked by me and since I never touched Nancy, she believed I am not into black girls or at least not into her.
So this was really a cultural misunderstanding. But I will never forget what an easy slut she was that night.
I soon found out, that the ladies there liked white men and it was easy to get them into bed. In general I got the idea that all the negros, male and female were way more easygoing when it comes to sex than back home. For instance I liked the relaxed way the black folk flirted. When I addressed girls in a discothek in my home town, I often got rebuffed very harsh. Here it seemed to be so natural. Men were flirting in a straight forward macho style and the girls did not mind. At least they did not show it. If they are not interested they just ignore the guy. I liked that, though it was difficult for me to change my own behaviour. So I kept being the decent and slow going gentlemen.
Especially when I met that girl. Let's call her Nancy. Shortly after this incident she became my girlfirend. I got to know her through my work and I really fell for this women. She was intelligent, with good manners and dead sexy. She also was funny and we joked a lot together. Finally we became very good friends and spent a lot of time together. One time she told me that I one of her friends felt very attracted to me and I would have good chances to have some fun with her... Of course I did not go after her. The only women I wanted was Nancy. But could such a perfect women love a guy like me? A normal simple guy who, back home, had difficulties to get a girlfriend? I decided to play save and wait for a good opportunity to develope a relationship with her out of our good friendship which I did not want to risk.
One day I went with Nancy and her best friend Betty for a party in a famous discothek. All of us were tipsy from the alcohol and the girls were dancing all night long. I stayed at the table since I am a bad dancer and I enjoyed to watch Nancy dancing. Besides: I was more or less the only white guy in that discothek and if I had stepped on that dancefloor I would have had all eyes on me!
So there was no way. I must admit I got a bit jealous to see how Nancy was shaking her ass for all that men and dancing quite sexy with them. But all girls here were dancing this way. It seemed to be the culture, so I tried not to be jealous and just enjoyed to see Nancy moving her sexy curves. There was one black guy she was dancing with repeatedly. When Betty once came back to the table I asked her who he was. She said "I don't know him. I am pretty sure Nancy also don't know him, but she seems to like that boy". Later Nancy went outside the discothek to smoke a cigarette. The guy joined her. I stayed with Betty since we do not smoke. Nancy stayed outside quite long. After a while I got nervouse and was thinking to go after her. But then I thought she would be offended if I am following her when she is with that guy. It would look like if I am watching over her and I had no right to do that, she was just my best female friend and single. I wanted to ask Betty for advice but she had returned to the dancefloor. Finally I saw Betty leaving the dancefloor and heading towards our table. Seconds later Nancy entered the door, the way she walked I saw she was ***** and excited. She went straight to Nancy and met her half way between the dancefloor and me. She shouted out the first words a big to loud, so I could hear them. She seemd to be ashamed and happy when the words burst out of her mouth and she told her best friend "Sorry, it took so long.... I got fucked".
Only then she seemed to become aware that I was overhearing that and she lowered her voice. But I later got the whole story which was not complicated. While I was waiting for Nancy inside, the guy fucked her in his car on the parking lot in front of the disco.
The next days Nancy realized how jealous I was. When she asked me what's wrong with me I confessed my love for her. She then became my girlfriend. She told me that she believed I only wanted to be her friend. When I turned down her friend she told me about who obviously wanted to get fucked by me and since I never touched Nancy, she believed I am not into black girls or at least not into her.
So this was really a cultural misunderstanding. But I will never forget what an easy slut she was that night.
