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the summer of 2002forewordHello,Its me, spunk.As you may have noticed, i love dark skinned woman, as one off my Xham friends quote “if it’s nice, it’s a fetish”. This fetish started about 12 years ago. I wanted to tell the story as it is, so I might be a bit too long-winded for your taste.Another thing, I am not a professional writer and English is not my native language. So mistakes possible.Let me know what you think.Xham origins: spunk85When i was sixteen years old, i lived with my mom and sister. she had a hard time raising us. Dad died two years earlier and it was hard for her working and raising us simultaneously. So during summer she had the brilliant idea of sending me on summer camp. Now, I am somewhat of an introvert, so the idea of spending the summer with a bunch of strangers just turned my stomach. I just didn’t wanted go. “what else are you going do?”, mom asked, “game all summer?” It didn’t matter how much i begged, and believe me, i begged. It was pathetic.Anyway, august 2nd was D-day. with a very long face i got on that bus , took my seat, pulled out my panasonic disc man and listen to music while praying for no one to come and sit next to me, and waited for it to leave. We were headed for the Ardennes. south of Belgium. That’s a 2 and a half hour journey. We arrived on a campsite in a place called bouillon. after setting up the tent and listening to the damn instructors who were hardly 3 years older than most of us were, i eventually started making “friends”. After a while we noticed that there were other groups as well. most of them were French, but one was an English group. Most off the guys literally ran over there to check the girls out. I was way too shy for that. I still am, now that i think about it. they started whistling and winking. I was embarrassed in their place and soon disappeared like a thief in the night.Later that day , we had a late barbeque. While talking and being cross fired with questions by my new acquaintances, I couth a girl in the corner of my eye. She was African and had this lovely light green and yellow flower summer dress. But she soon disappeared in the crowed. This is a nervy situation for me, I love beautiful women. And I had to see her! But the chitchatting continues. And so as the evening progressed I went to my tent. Listened to some music and fell asleep.The next day I woke up pretty early. I decided to take a look again at the large white board and check out the activities. “I’m here, so I might as well make the best of it”, I remember saying to myself. So I did.I heard a sigh. I looked at my left and there she stood. Nail biting. I couldn’t believe it. It was her. The same girl I saw last night. She was wearing the same dress and the white straps from her bra. I looked back in front of me, in an attempt to hide my admiration, She was slightly shorter then I was. She had this big curly black hairdo like you see often with African girls. She had this big glasses. Now today people buy those because it fits their fashion fetish, but back in the day, you wore those because you needed them and you were probably a nerd. But I didn’t mind she was beautiful girl.“What does “wandelen” mean?”, she asked. Still nail biting.“euhmm… , walking, hiking, …”, I replied with a shocking voice.When I beautiful young girl looks at me asking me something, i find it hard to concentrate on the eyes. Although she had those beautiful big dark brown eyes, my eyes could not türbanlı maraş escort help dropping and come to a standstill around the chest area. I’m sure she noticed it but I play it cool and stare back towards me. I’m a 15, 16 year old boy and I was in this situation before. I can’t help myself looking at breast. “I’m soryy”, she said, “my french isn’t good”. I assumed she was Dutch speaking like I am.So I replied in dutch, and i’ll translate “that’s ok, I speak dutch too”“excuse me?” , she replied.“oh, sorry, I thought you were Dutch speaking like me.”She said she was from Brighton, if I’m not mistaken. I wasn’t really listening, because again I got fixated by her breast. I estimated them to be a C80. I started staring at the board. Again. She certainly saw it this time, she was squeezing her lips together holding her laughter. It didn’t take long before my cheeks turn red.“great, she thinks I’m a pervert”, I remember thinking. Loving women like I do and being an introvert/shy boy, like I am doesn’t go well. I tried desperately to make small talk.“what do you wane do ?”, I asked.“I might stay at the camp for now, I’m not really in to sports”“oh, I see. Neither am I”, I stumbled, “take a walk?” “Maybe”, she replied with a smile, “ I’ll see you later, ok”“ok.” I said.What an awful start, and if my first impressing wasn’t bad enough, I was staring at her body as she walked away, but she turned around with those lips sealed again. Classic face palm moment. What a failure.The day went by pretty uneventfully. I just explored the site and got to talk with one of the guys I met.The next day, I was the first to wake up again. As I crawled out of the tent, and started stretching out my body as part of my morning routine. As I turned around to grab my stuff to shower, i see her stand right in front of me.“hi”, she said, “good morning”.“good morning.”, I replied. “ I asked one of the instructors if we could take a bike and ride it to the city to explore it,” she said, “we can but we need to be back before 6pm for lunch.”“oh, cool”, I said“feel like taking a ride with me? I want to visit the castle, and I brought with me my camera.” She asked“Off course.” I said, “give me minute to shower.I enjoy showers and I usually take my time, but I was finished that day in ten minutes. We both took our bikes and it took us 25 minutes to get to the castle. We were a bit too early. Castle didn’t open yet. So we sat down and asked me where I was from.“Ghent” i said, “It’s a small city here in Belgium.”, “that’s nice”, she replied, “I never got your name.”“I’m andy, you are….?”“Alice”, she replied with a smile.“that’s a beautiful name. you brought your camera?Alice: “ yeah”Me: “is it a hobby”Alice: “kind off, I enjoy talking pictures and same the memories, from my travels”As the conversation went on, I couldn’t help myself again. This time she was wearing a baby blue dress. Nothing fancy. A black bra. I noticed a birthmark on her right shoulder. Her cleavage was even more obvious than last time. I tried to look at them whenever I could without being caught. But most of the time, as the amateur I was, I got caught. When entering the castle we were the only ones there. It was only 9 the morning. She we had the hole place for ourselves. After 10 minutes of doing narrow stone stairs. We got on one of the towers. She started taking picture. I proposed talking a picture of her. So türbanlı maraş escort bayan she stood there with her arms wide open and a big smile and took the picture. She came to me then, stood right next to me, took the camera out of my hands and took a picture of both of us. After a while I got into a room where it was pretty cold. There were three guillotines in there. She came in right after me and she said that she can tell. I play dumb off courseMe: “notice what?”Alice: “you like me?.”With a face wide open and completely embarrassed, staring to the ground I replied, “I’m sorry. I know its rude. I won’t…”Alice: “you like my body?” she said with that ever so excited British accent .Me: “uhuh”She smiled, started looking at me like she was shy. But she wasn’t. she was the predator here.Alice: “come here”, she saidI came to here, while she turned around she grabbed my arms and put them around hers.Whit her left right hand she took my hands and guided it to her left breast underneath her bra and dress. Like I suspected. I nice hand full. The cold room made her nipples so hard. I started kissing her neck. I tickled her and she laughs gently. Alice: “you enjoy what you see?.”Me: “yes, you are so beautiful”She put her bra and dress back in order and turned around.Me: “I’m going kiss you”. She smiled back and then I kissed her. My hands on her back soon find their way to her bottom. I was so hard it was impossible for me to hide it. While I was stretching her ass cheeks out she find her way to my crotch. As we were in each other’s arms I brought my hand to her leg and explored my way upwards to her ass again, I got under her knickers sliding my middle finger in her vagina. She was wet and tight. I was so scared to get caught, but I could be bothered. I was still squeezing and rubbing my crotch. She was obviously more experienced then I was. She was moaning in ear witch made me all the more exciting. I fear that I might come in my paints, but I didn’t wane say anything. I just kept fingering with one hand and holding her and squeezing her tits with the other hand. I didn’t know what do grab first. A girl made me come in a cold room inside my paints at 9.45 in the morning. I let go of her and said that we needed to stop.Alice: “are you ok?”Me: “yeah,..yeayea,.. sure.”, I replied somewhat happy but embarrassed at once.Alice: “right, ok”, and again she was holding her laughter.I took my backpack and proceeded to the next room, trying to pretend nothing was going on. Hoping for a bathroom, somewhere. Luckily for me Alice was paying more attention than I was and pointed me a bathroom. Great, she knows… another face palm moment. The next hour or so was awkward. I imaged my first experiences to be a bit less messy. But hell it was awesome. We walked some more in the castle. She was so intelligent. She knew more about my countries history then I did. And I was happy that she didn’t laugh about my mishap in the guillotine room. Around 1 pm we had lunch together and bought us a sandwich. Alice: “why didn’t you tell me?”Me: “tell you what?”Alice: “ I was the first to do that with you wasn’t i?”Me: “yes”, I replied embarrassed.Alice: “its ok, sorry I made things messy”Me: “no no, it was perfect”We both laugh and paid for our lunch. The rest of the afternoon we walked around and biked back to camp. She joined her group and I did mine. During dinner she peaked to türbanlı escort maraş each other every now and then. And she joined me during campfire. I introduced her to the guys and the guys got introduced to her group. Around midnight we were instructed to say our goodnights and go to our tents. We kissed each other passionately.Alice: “goodnight sweety”Me: “goodnight”As I was in my tent I replied the day. The castle in particular off course. I fell asleep with the biggest smile imaginable. But alice had other plansI still don’t know how she pulled it off, but around 1.30 pm I hear noise inside my tent. I wasn’t even aware she knew where my tent was. She was in my tent. Me: “what are you doing?”Alice: “don’t be so loud. They might here us, luckily you don’t share a tent and we it for ourselves”Me “yea, …” I said amazedAlice: “we can have some fun, its gonne be your first time right?”Me: “yeah”Alice smiled, sat up right, and removed her night dress and laid down again. She was brilliantly beautiful. Such a divine body. I gazed upon her for minutes while gently stroking her slim body. Her tummy with navel piercing. She enjoyed it while I was exploring and caress her. I removed my clothing as well and got on my knees.. She opened her legs and took my face with both of her hands and guided it between her legs. I was licking her pussy while she was stroking her fingers between my hair. After a while she putted both her hands around my ears letting me know the ritme. When she came she squeezed her legs together and I kept licking her while her whole body was sharing. She relaxed again and my head was on her belly. “Come lay next to me”, she said I did and she started playing with my dick. I was so hard. She gently pulled me of while I was looking at her tits. She stopped for a second, took her hand behind my head pushed it to her breasts and pulled my dick off again. She had the most dark and small areolas. Soon I was on top of her but she stopped me. She had other plans. I laid down while she got on her knees. She speeded my legs and squeezed my balls with on hand and pulled me off with the other. When she started teasing my penis with her tongue. I took her head and forced it down deeper. I was the most sensational thing I ever felt. I milked my out. Clean as whistle. She swallowed the cum like breakfast. She laid down on top of me. “I’m going let you rest for a while she said” but I didn’t wanted to rest. I kept on sucking those breast and squeezed them. I was hard again before I realized it. And she saw it too. She got on top off me. My dick sliced inside her like knife through butter. She was so wet I starts feeling her moist down my inner thighs. Her inside was so creamy and warm. Scared of making too much noise she putted her finger inside my mouth. I nipped and sucked her bouncing tits. I was sitting upright sucking her boobs when we both came together. We held each other so tight. We both fell down like this on our side, with me still inside her. She started kissing me. The idea off kissing a girl after she swallowed your business, wasn’t something very pleasing. But I didn’t care. We both fell asleep in this pose, woke up after half an hour. She didn’t wane get caught to off course so we kissed goodbye and left for her tent. As I got back inside my tent. I realized I lost my virginity to one of the most beautiful girls I have ever seen. The idea we probably will never see each other again in 8 days was not pleasant. But we still had 8 days. My first real vacation love was Alice, born in Kenya. And believe me, she was a Nubian princess. Sweet, kind, very smart indeed. Now, after 12 almost 13 years later, I still think about her. Alice. And she is the reason why I love black women. I am still trying to achieve the same high as I did that summer.
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