Ngiyintokazi yomZulu. Ngiyazigqaja ngolimu lwami. Kodwa le indaba,
ngizoyikhininda ngesiNgisi sami sale emakhaya, kwanjayiphume. Uma kukhona lapho
ungezwisisi kahle, uxole nkosi yami nami ngizama ukungena ezintweni.
I hope that most women young as I am who have been fucked before know how painful it is to dump a man who knows how to fuck only to find that most men that you come across don't know where the vagina is found in a woman. It may sound weird, this is not a lie. I overheard two young guys in their late 20's arguing about a g-spot and it was hilarious. One guy thought G-spot means "Girls' tit" I nearly burst out laughing.
It was a dry season in my life, it had been 6 months since I last had a shag. The urge to be fucked was getting the best of me. It is not a joke, but I wished to even smell the penis, let alone fondle the testicles..I love fondling testicles and a horny cock. My body simply oozes with juices. My mouth waters and my Zulu vagina becomes moist and ticklish. Ngivele ngibe nempene, ngiwufune la umthondo. I became lucky about 3 years ago. One very hot guy named Skhumbuzo took a special notice of me at work. He was the quiet type and I never thought we heard anything in common, well off course except for the fact that he had a cock and testicles, tools that adore on every man.
As I got to know Skhumbuzo better, I realized that he was not bad. He was even very good looking and as my friends started to comment about how lucky I was to find a catch like him, love slowly began to grow. I kept telling him and myself that we that were just friends. Deep down, I knew that I had started to fall in love with Skhumbuzo and I'd fight with any woman who dared enter my territory. As love grew, I started to imagine us having hot sex sessions. Sometimes my imaginary games would get me wet. One night I couldn't sleep for hours thinking about us. In the morning of that same night, I took a decision to tell him how I felt about us. I never saw him for the whole week since that very same week, he had to work more than 100km away from eThawini(PMB) where we both stayed. I could not drive to Port Shepstone just to tell him how I felt about him. It would be unladylike... and I a proud Zulu maiden would never do anything to degrade my status and my family. All I could do was waiting.
The following week there he was, smart and handsome as ever. It is true that distance makes the heart to grow fonder. When we met at the passage I couldn't hold myself, I think I gave him a clue that I'd fallen in love with him. I'm saying that because he asked me to go out with him that very evening. The temptation to have sex with him was too much. I hoped that the opportunity would never present itself. I couldn't work for that whole day. At one stage, I even started to breath heavily as I imagined fondling his balls! I know it sounds strange, but that is exactly what happened. The situation became worse after lunch. Skhumbuzo and I went to lunch together and finalized our plans for the dinner. Luckily it was one of those quiet days, since most staff had taken yearly leaves. It was just us a skeleton staff working just to keep the fires burning during the festive season.
Our dinner was nothing fancy, we went to Nandos, I really enjoyed myself. Skhumbuzo knows how to make the woman to feel special. I felt like a queen the whole evening. It was a pity that from there each one of us drove back home. If I heard a choice, that is the day that I would get shagged. What can a woman do, another missed opportunity. I started to wonder why Skhumbuzo never rushed to have sex with me like most guys in the past did. I gave it some thoughts but never let my mind dwell on it. I guess it is because I consoled myself by thinking that it had to do with his shy personality.
We met at work the following day and that's when I told Skhumbuzo that I had fallen in love with him. I guess I took him by surprise, he confessed that he was afraid to raise the subject again, since I rejected his advances outright the first time he tried to propose. I could see that he was relieved. Did we have a good time on that week! Damn, I missed being spoiled like that for almost 9 months! It felt good to be loved. Skhumbuzo is a very caring man. He is very particular about how he treats me, he is very romantic too. When I'm with him I really feel like a queen. We have been together for 3 yrs now but he has not changed. We will be getting married in a year's time and I really feel happy to be loved by him. It has not been always been like this... We nearly had sex that very same week, had it not been for circumstances that were beyond my control. We still giggle no-stop when we remember that very 1st night...It was hilarious, it still is. When I start to be bitchy, Skhumbuzo reminds me that very first night and we laugh about it. It was something that I never dreamt that I would ever do. If Skhumbuzo did not love me this much, I don't think that our love would have survived a few days that followed that 1st night.
I'll tell you all about the funny 1st night the next time I get time to finish this story. For now, just hang in there.
Continued...
I hope that most women young as I am who have been fucked before know how painful it is to dump a man who knows how to fuck only to find that most men that you come across don't know where the vagina is found in a woman. It may sound weird, this is not a lie. I overheard two young guys in their late 20's arguing about a g-spot and it was hilarious. One guy thought G-spot means "Girls' tit" I nearly burst out laughing.
It was a dry season in my life, it had been 6 months since I last had a shag. The urge to be fucked was getting the best of me. It is not a joke, but I wished to even smell the penis, let alone fondle the testicles..I love fondling testicles and a horny cock. My body simply oozes with juices. My mouth waters and my Zulu vagina becomes moist and ticklish. Ngivele ngibe nempene, ngiwufune la umthondo. I became lucky about 3 years ago. One very hot guy named Skhumbuzo took a special notice of me at work. He was the quiet type and I never thought we heard anything in common, well off course except for the fact that he had a cock and testicles, tools that adore on every man.
As I got to know Skhumbuzo better, I realized that he was not bad. He was even very good looking and as my friends started to comment about how lucky I was to find a catch like him, love slowly began to grow. I kept telling him and myself that we that were just friends. Deep down, I knew that I had started to fall in love with Skhumbuzo and I'd fight with any woman who dared enter my territory. As love grew, I started to imagine us having hot sex sessions. Sometimes my imaginary games would get me wet. One night I couldn't sleep for hours thinking about us. In the morning of that same night, I took a decision to tell him how I felt about us. I never saw him for the whole week since that very same week, he had to work more than 100km away from eThawini(PMB) where we both stayed. I could not drive to Port Shepstone just to tell him how I felt about him. It would be unladylike... and I a proud Zulu maiden would never do anything to degrade my status and my family. All I could do was waiting.
The following week there he was, smart and handsome as ever. It is true that distance makes the heart to grow fonder. When we met at the passage I couldn't hold myself, I think I gave him a clue that I'd fallen in love with him. I'm saying that because he asked me to go out with him that very evening. The temptation to have sex with him was too much. I hoped that the opportunity would never present itself. I couldn't work for that whole day. At one stage, I even started to breath heavily as I imagined fondling his balls! I know it sounds strange, but that is exactly what happened. The situation became worse after lunch. Skhumbuzo and I went to lunch together and finalized our plans for the dinner. Luckily it was one of those quiet days, since most staff had taken yearly leaves. It was just us a skeleton staff working just to keep the fires burning during the festive season.
Our dinner was nothing fancy, we went to Nandos, I really enjoyed myself. Skhumbuzo knows how to make the woman to feel special. I felt like a queen the whole evening. It was a pity that from there each one of us drove back home. If I heard a choice, that is the day that I would get shagged. What can a woman do, another missed opportunity. I started to wonder why Skhumbuzo never rushed to have sex with me like most guys in the past did. I gave it some thoughts but never let my mind dwell on it. I guess it is because I consoled myself by thinking that it had to do with his shy personality.
We met at work the following day and that's when I told Skhumbuzo that I had fallen in love with him. I guess I took him by surprise, he confessed that he was afraid to raise the subject again, since I rejected his advances outright the first time he tried to propose. I could see that he was relieved. Did we have a good time on that week! Damn, I missed being spoiled like that for almost 9 months! It felt good to be loved. Skhumbuzo is a very caring man. He is very particular about how he treats me, he is very romantic too. When I'm with him I really feel like a queen. We have been together for 3 yrs now but he has not changed. We will be getting married in a year's time and I really feel happy to be loved by him. It has not been always been like this... We nearly had sex that very same week, had it not been for circumstances that were beyond my control. We still giggle no-stop when we remember that very 1st night...It was hilarious, it still is. When I start to be bitchy, Skhumbuzo reminds me that very first night and we laugh about it. It was something that I never dreamt that I would ever do. If Skhumbuzo did not love me this much, I don't think that our love would have survived a few days that followed that 1st night.
I'll tell you all about the funny 1st night the next time I get time to finish this story. For now, just hang in there.
Continued...