Hot time in Accra
In the comments section of a video (something about black creampied), I related how an older prostitute in Kumasi drained my balls four times in one long night. I had one other hot session with a prostitute in Ghana during that research trip.
I was walking with some friends to a bar near our compound when we passed a young prostitute on the side of the main road who appeared to be based out of a relatively nice house set back a bit from the road. She was beautiful, probably early 20s, and the memory of the Kumasi all-nighter (that woman had a lot of grey in her cunt and head hair, so I’d guess she was mid-40s to 60) made me horny. I decided I would go for it, and as we passed her I made eye contact and hoped my intense stare would let her know I was interested but couldn’t proceed now with my friends about.
Maybe a week later, everybody else in our section of the compound was out of town, so I headed out for the little house I had noticed earlier. She was on the side of the road again, so I walked over to her. Her eyes kind of brightened, and she said, in excellent English, “Hello, sir, I am glad to see you back. Can I be of service to you?” No point beating around the bush so I said, “I want to get my cock sucked,” and she turned and walked towards the house. I followed her and we went inside.
I immediately got a little nervous. Behind a table sat a big young Ghanaian man, with an open bottle of Star beer who was reading a local soccer newspaper. He looked up from the paper, nodded at me, and resumed reading. No doubt this guy could fuck you up if it came down to it. The woman walked into a room at the back, I followed and she shut the door.
”Do you want me naked, sir?,” she asked. I nodded and she smiled and began stripping. Her body was perfect - big firm titties with long hard nipples, a slit-like shaved cunt, and a stereotypically fine African ass. “Take off your clothes, sir,” she said, and as I removed my pants and underwear I thought what a drag it will be to not be able to eat out her gorgeous cunt. You just can’t do oral on a whore!
We stood in the middle of the room and I went to work on her amazing titties with eager hands and mouth. She seemed to enjoy the attention, her head thrown back and eyes closed. After a couple of minutes I took one of her hands and guided it to my thick curved cock, throbbingly hard in anticipation. She stroked me with a soft tender touch for maybe 30 seconds and knelt in front of me. I stayed standing as I didn’t trust the looks of the armchair or bed.
She swallowed my cock to the roots and started the best blow job I’ve ever had. Her thick lips and jaw were stretched open around my girth and her movements were unhurried. Every few strokes of her mouth she stopped and went down to lick and suck my tingling balls. Then she’d resume the sucking for a while and, when I approached orgasm, would stop for a bit and work my balls some more.
She had me so hot I had to start gently humping her face. She made eye contact, popped out my cock, and smiled. Then she went down again and started rimming my asshole. I’d never had that before and knew my load was about to blow.
”I want to cum on your face,” I half-groaned, half-whispered. “Of course, sir,” she said and closed her eyes. I grabbed my throbbing cock and began a slow stroke, my member slick with pre-cum and her saliva. I couldn’t hold back and started jacking faster. My cum erupted from my boiling balls and at least seven or eight thick ropes of spurting cum splattered her face and hair, with some shooting over her head to hit the wall.
I could barely stand. She smiled and asked if I’d like anything else. I decided what the fuck, dug a condom out of my pants, put it on, and bent her over a table. I rammed my cock home balls-deep and began a hard powerfuck. Having just cum spectacularly, I was able to maintain the pace in her tight cunt for a good several minutes. When it got to cum time, I pulled out, tore off the rubber, and jerked off a decent few spurts over the sweet titties she held up for me.
We dressed and again I gave the whore $120US, including a $100 bill. The higher denomination bills exchanged at a better rate and I hoped she’d be able to benefit from it. As I left, the Star-and-soccer guy looked up again, nodded, and returned to his paper. I went back to the compound and slept for a long, long time.
I was walking with some friends to a bar near our compound when we passed a young prostitute on the side of the main road who appeared to be based out of a relatively nice house set back a bit from the road. She was beautiful, probably early 20s, and the memory of the Kumasi all-nighter (that woman had a lot of grey in her cunt and head hair, so I’d guess she was mid-40s to 60) made me horny. I decided I would go for it, and as we passed her I made eye contact and hoped my intense stare would let her know I was interested but couldn’t proceed now with my friends about.
Maybe a week later, everybody else in our section of the compound was out of town, so I headed out for the little house I had noticed earlier. She was on the side of the road again, so I walked over to her. Her eyes kind of brightened, and she said, in excellent English, “Hello, sir, I am glad to see you back. Can I be of service to you?” No point beating around the bush so I said, “I want to get my cock sucked,” and she turned and walked towards the house. I followed her and we went inside.
I immediately got a little nervous. Behind a table sat a big young Ghanaian man, with an open bottle of Star beer who was reading a local soccer newspaper. He looked up from the paper, nodded at me, and resumed reading. No doubt this guy could fuck you up if it came down to it. The woman walked into a room at the back, I followed and she shut the door.
”Do you want me naked, sir?,” she asked. I nodded and she smiled and began stripping. Her body was perfect - big firm titties with long hard nipples, a slit-like shaved cunt, and a stereotypically fine African ass. “Take off your clothes, sir,” she said, and as I removed my pants and underwear I thought what a drag it will be to not be able to eat out her gorgeous cunt. You just can’t do oral on a whore!
We stood in the middle of the room and I went to work on her amazing titties with eager hands and mouth. She seemed to enjoy the attention, her head thrown back and eyes closed. After a couple of minutes I took one of her hands and guided it to my thick curved cock, throbbingly hard in anticipation. She stroked me with a soft tender touch for maybe 30 seconds and knelt in front of me. I stayed standing as I didn’t trust the looks of the armchair or bed.
She swallowed my cock to the roots and started the best blow job I’ve ever had. Her thick lips and jaw were stretched open around my girth and her movements were unhurried. Every few strokes of her mouth she stopped and went down to lick and suck my tingling balls. Then she’d resume the sucking for a while and, when I approached orgasm, would stop for a bit and work my balls some more.
She had me so hot I had to start gently humping her face. She made eye contact, popped out my cock, and smiled. Then she went down again and started rimming my asshole. I’d never had that before and knew my load was about to blow.
”I want to cum on your face,” I half-groaned, half-whispered. “Of course, sir,” she said and closed her eyes. I grabbed my throbbing cock and began a slow stroke, my member slick with pre-cum and her saliva. I couldn’t hold back and started jacking faster. My cum erupted from my boiling balls and at least seven or eight thick ropes of spurting cum splattered her face and hair, with some shooting over her head to hit the wall.
I could barely stand. She smiled and asked if I’d like anything else. I decided what the fuck, dug a condom out of my pants, put it on, and bent her over a table. I rammed my cock home balls-deep and began a hard powerfuck. Having just cum spectacularly, I was able to maintain the pace in her tight cunt for a good several minutes. When it got to cum time, I pulled out, tore off the rubber, and jerked off a decent few spurts over the sweet titties she held up for me.
We dressed and again I gave the whore $120US, including a $100 bill. The higher denomination bills exchanged at a better rate and I hoped she’d be able to benefit from it. As I left, the Star-and-soccer guy looked up again, nodded, and returned to his paper. I went back to the compound and slept for a long, long time.
3 years ago
