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- Herausgeber: PEAR Stories
- Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
- Sprache: Englisch
Anne is a nice Southern belle, who's recently relocated to the lush, technological valleys of California with her husband. After finding new friends and neighbors, she joins a group of other housewives who love to travel. They invite her to join them on a trip to Zimbabwe, deep inside Africa. Anne takes a chance and decides to go. Once in Africa, she feels the passionate lust of Africans...
Warning! This 8,760 word erotic story contains explicit scenes of interracial MMM/F action, deep penetration, anal sex with a black man and some gloryhole action between African tribesmen and horny white housewives. Anne experiences a whole new level of pleasure as she tries to handle a group of black men. And with never experiencing a black man, can Anne handle the African lust that burns in her loins?
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2016
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Anne smiled as he clicked the Purchase button on her computer. She had just bought a ticket to Africa. Zimbabwe to be exact. This was a spur of the moment purchase based on some pressure from her neighbors.
Anne was new in town, having just moved from Alabama to California. She was a sweet southern belle at heart but her husband was a smart engineer. He had gotten a job at a high tech firm in Mountain View and uprooted the two to bigger and supposedly better places.
It was strange at first, trying to acclimate herself to a different culture. Her sweet southern drawl was the talk of her neighborhood at one point. They had found it absolutely adorable the way she talked.
She was also a former beauty pageant contestant, getting several awards for second and sometimes first place. Though, after moving to California, she wondered if she could even reach the top ten with the abundance of pretty ladies around. Her neighbors thought otherwise, always complimenting her.
Anne got to know each and every one of her neighbors, her Southern hospitality easily making her neighbors into friends. She found it interesting that there was a small group of housewives who enjoyed international travel. They were more than happy to include her in their travels and talks of their adventures.
She had been contemplating on joining them on their next adventure but she consistently hesitated. Having never stepped out of the country, she initially didn’t even have a passport to get her out. Anne had just recently gotten her passport and once her neighbors had heard, they immediately told her to buy a ticket for their trip to Zimbabwe.
Anne wanted to go to a European country or possibly an exotic Asian country first, but her neighbors didn’t want her to wait. They constantly called or swung by her house, asking if she had bought her ticket. Today was the day she finally pulled the trigger.
Just as she sat back on her computer, her phone buzzed. She looked and smiled, it was Sharon, her neighbor right across the street. Sharon was a half white and half Chinese woman, with a tiny, slim body and long, silk like black hair.
“Hey,” Anne answered.
“Anne! You know why I’m calling. Did you buy your tickets yet?” Sharon asked.
“Oh... you know the answer to that,” Anne said, a huge smile on her face.
“Come on Anne! You have to get your ticket!”
“I know... and I did!” Anne replied.
There was a loud scream on the other end. Anne couldn’t help but laugh as she imagined her small half Asian neighbor jumping around in her living room.
“You did it! I can’t believe it!” Sharon exclaimed.
Sharon hung up immediately and Anne looked at her phone in confusion. She thought maybe her signal had died. She tried dialing Sharon back but stopped as there was a knock on the door. Before she could walk to the door, it swung open and Sharon busted in.
“Oh my god Anne! Are you serious?!” Sharon asked as she ran towards her.
“Whoa, whoa, dang girl, slow it down!” Anne replied, raising her arms.
Sharon gave Anne a big hug and squeezed. Anne laughed as the smaller woman clung to her. Anne was just as excited about this opportunity and couldn’t help but let out a loud laugh.
“We have got to tell Lindsay!” Sharon suggested excitedly.
Lindsay was the resident redhead of the group. She was a fiery redhead, loud, sometimes abrasive and very much the leader of the traveling group. Lindsay was curvy, but not overweight and an attention grabbing, just like the rest of the group.
The two hurried out of Anne house and over to Lindsay’s. Lindsay lived to Sharon’s left, right across and diagonally from Anne. The two continued to giggle as they made their way toward Lindsay’s. They noticed the final member of their group, Heidi, was at Lindsay’s house.
They could easily tell due to the expensive Mercedes Benz parked in front of Lindsay’s house. Heidi was of European descent, mainly Germany. She had darker skin for a white woman, and thick, dark brown hair that she had made into waves.
The two knocked on Lindsay’s door and waited in excitement. Lindsay opened the door and smiled at them.
“Well, hello girls,” Lindsay greeted.
Lindsay looked even whiter than usual. Her skin was normally a pale white, her fiery red hair contrasting greatly against it. Anne guessed it was probably due to the black clothes Lindsay was wearing.
“Hey Lindsay! Anne’s got something to t [...]
