Wives of africa part 4

Hannah sat beside James on the airplane on the flight to Kinyana. She did not know how she would cope with the next few weeks. Apart from her one indiscretion in the bar she had been able to avoid meeting James except in the office.

James smiled at her he on the other hand was looking forward to the next few weeks more than any time in his life.

While we are here we could visit my village you would enjoy it.”
“Did you never fancy getting married to someone from there?”
James laughed.

“I guess I’m a bit strange. I only fancy white women. In fact I only fancy tall blondes. Since they don’t fancy me then I have remained sexually inexperienced except for recent events.”

He patted Hannah on her knee a firm grip telling her clearly that she would belong to him. They had adjoining rooms in the run down hotel. He knocked on her door and brought in two bottles of wine.

“You know my sexual history. You know I’m clean. I’d like to know about yours every detail.”

He poured her a large glass of wine. She consoled herself with the idea that sex with James was inevitable if he reported her misdemeanours then she would certainly go to prison as would Peter however she was unprepared for his question.

“I lost my virginity when I was sixteen. I’ve had four serious boyfriends and Peter and I have a very good sex life. Satisfied?”

“You know I’m not. You know what would satisfy me.”
“Well you’re not going to get it.”
“We shall see.”

Peter rang to say that he couldn’t make it to see her that weekend. Disappointed Hannah told James that she would try and get a flight back to the capital. He smiled as she failed to get a seat on any of the planes.

“Listen I’ve been invited to a traditional wedding at my village it’s a second cousin of mine. You could come along you’d like it.”

Hannah to her own surprise agreed. They drove to the village. James joined the men and Hannah found herself in the hut where the young maidens were getting ready. She watched as they painted their naked bodies in bright colours with strong geometric patterns.

One of the young girls pointed to Hannah and said in broken English.
“You join us.”
It was not really a question more a command. Hannah found her clothes being removed and she felt powerless to resist. Her blouse was undone. The two young women next to her laughed at her bra never having seen anything like it.

They tugged at it their hands feeling inside the padded cups. Hannah could not help it as her nipples responded to the hands fondling her nipples becoming erect. At that moment the strap at the back of her bra gave way and her breasts sprang free.

The two girls traced the white triangle left by her bikini. They smiled big happy grins as they saw her pink nipples and areola. Hannah found her nipples being played with tweaked by the smiling African girls in front of her.

They tugged at her jeans finding the button at the top pulling down her zip. Her jeans were swiftly removed and Hannah was now naked apart from her knickers and they didn’t cover much.

The knickers were quickly removed and Hannah was now stark naked in front of twenty or more young women. They prodded and pushed her running their hands through her blonde triangle such a contrast to their own black pubis.

They laid her on the ground and spread her legs looking closely at her pink vagina moist from the eager fingers exploring her. She could not help it as her body responded to the many hands coming trying to do it as quietly as possible.

All the young women smiled at her winking and laughing. Hannah blushed furiously which made them laugh even more.

They were intrigued by her skinny body her small pert tits and tiny bottom. They concluded that she was young and a maiden so they dressed her in a tiny grass skirt that barely covered her small arse.

Once dressed they began to paint her. They used their fingers smearing strong vibrant colours in neat geometric patterns. Hannah enjoyed the tenderness of their caresses. For the second time in a few minutes she came her body convulsing. The African women slapped each other at her response.

She was decorated and painted like one of the youngest of the maidens.