NSFW Story - Nyala, The Ethiopian Queen

I wrote this short story a while back so some of you might have read it in the past but I thought to share it again on here, without censored illustrations and for those who haven’t read it yet 😊.

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Love & Light

Ken

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Part 1/2

It was such a beautiful warm summer night and I was in love with the vibe and the people of this charming city in Italy I visited for the first time.

I remember feeling euphoric and relieved that night. I had a busy and intense week behind me, but my trip turned out to be a success. I felt proud and good about myself, excited that I could finally fully enjoy being in Italy. At least one last weekend before I had to fly back home.

I was alone and treated myself to an expensive three-course meal at a posh restaurant. I like to indulge every now and then, and I enjoy my own company. I find it healing to my soul to spend time alone, to just focus on my own energy. Especially when traveling.

The waiter recommended a good place for music and drinks not too far away and before I knew it, I found myself on the dance floor of this busy club. Tipsy; dancing carefree in the crowd.

I felt on top of the world that day, which isn't always easy for someone that finds it hard to give himself credit. But I remember in that particular night I was truly feeling myself. I was smiling, enjoying the music and engaging with the people around me. People were dancing and had a good time.

My positive energy was well received. I was getting a lot of attention without me even trying.

Women kept checking me out, strangers gave me high fives, and I ended up dancing with a cute Italian lady. I guess I was exotic to some of the people there, or maybe it was simply just because they could sense my happiness.

I bought drinks for her and her friends and we all just had a good time, laughing and dancing.

I was quite tipsy at that point and maybe even a bit cocky.

I turned around and that's when I saw her for the first time.

This amazingly beautiful young African woman; she was walking past me in a hurry and I just instinctively grabbed her arm as I didn't want her to disappear in the crowd again.

She jumped out of her skin and pushed me away, like out of a reflex.

She asked me if I was crazy to grab her like that and disappeared again. I felt like a drunken fool.

She was very attractive. Her skin was dark and she had long thin braids. Her frame was petite. She was dressed casually, just with a loose tank top and baggy jeans and some dope ass jewelry. She looked amazing. And wow boy, she had fire in her tummy!🔥😍

I continued dancing and enjoying myself with the new friends I made, but I kept looking out for her as I was hoping that our paths would cross again.

And suddenly, to my surprise, I saw her standing next to the bar, observing me, with this serious and skeptical expression.

I walked over to apologize as it was totally wrong of me to touch her without permission. I apologized and told her that it wasn't my intention to be disrespectful and that I commend her on her feistiness. That she had to be feisty as a woman, protective of herself and always on guard.

She was just listening for a moment without saying a word but I could tell that she wasn't impressed at all. When I finished talking, she just looked at me with this bored looking expression and said "Seriously? Cut that crap, I'm not buying it. I know your kind well." She rolled her eyes and walked off.

I shouted "Wait! Please, hold on." She stopped and looked at me with this patronizing sexy expression I will never forget. I said, "I'm tipsy and I might have come across too overly confident but I'm actually a nice guy!"

I begged her to accept my apology, to give me a chance to prove her wrong and to make up for it. Her face softened and she agreed to let me buy her a drink. We both sat at the bar.

We introduced each other and I ordered drinks. Her name was Nyala. She was curious about where I came from and what I did for a living. We had a nice conversation and I made her laugh. She was very smart. Her parents were both from Ethiopia, but she was born and raised in Italy. I remember thinking that it was true what they say; that East African women are incredibly beautiful.

She was very interested in my background and we spoke about Asia and Africa, I loved her reasoning, what a beautiful mind she had, so curious and smart. I find intelligence super attractive. Not necessarily academic knowledge, but intelligence in general.

We had a couple of drinks and luckily I managed to turn it around. She was sweet and came across relaxed now. She seemed to enjoy my company. I think she started to realize that I wasn't an asshole after all.

Eventually, she asked me if l would like to dance and I froze. The problem with me is that if I like a girl, even if I'm a little drunk, I become super shy. And this is what started to happen the more I got to know her.

They played reggae and we began to dance. She was so pretty and the way she moved was super hot.

I started to overthink, putting too much pressure on myself.

I couldn't really get into the flow. What happened to the free and overly confident Ken from just a moment ago?

I felt a bit embarrassed as she obviously could feel the tension. I'm not necessarily a dancer but I do have rhythm 😭! But I just couldn't get it together she made me too nervous. I stopped and she asked me if I was ok. I smiled a little embarrassed and just told her the truth. Honesty is always the best policy.

Luckily, I think she thought it was cute. She said: "You weren't shy when you grabbed my arm earlier 😄." She then smiled and said: "You don't have to be, Ken ☺️" she made me sit on the bar stool and started wining on me.

It was such a beautiful moment, I felt at ease with her reaction and enjoyed myself again. Only women have the power to realign my energy in seconds. I felt like the man again and my shyness slowly vanished.

Nothing is sweeter than to watch a woman dance, to see her feel the music, enjoying herself. Especially if she dances for you!

I could feel her energy and I was over the moon because at that moment I realized that she felt attracted to me.

And then suddenly, I heard someone clapping. I looked to the side and there was this tall white guy not too far back, grinning at us, clapping in a degrading manner.

When she heard him clap, she immediately stopped dancing. She seemed a little perplexed and was trying to ignore it, acting as if she just went to take another sip of her drink.

She was the only black person I saw in the club and I instantly thought that this guy was a racist. Just from his whole demeanor. I spot these motherfuckers a mile off.

I became angry, Nyala saw me switch and tried to stop me but I grabbed my beer bottle and walked over to him.

I went up to his face and said: "I'm praying to god that you didn't just do what I think you did."

He was taller and probably stronger than me but I was ready to go all the way. I was drunk and irresponsible.

As a kid, I was always bullied because of my Asian background. I hate racists with passion and still carry a lot of anger inside of me from the past. Whenever I come across a racist, I switch, and my ugly side comes out.

In my drunken state, I was ready to let all that anger out on him.

From the way I approached him and looked at him, he knew that this would get ugly any second. And to my surprise, he apologized right away saying he didn't mean any disrespect.

I walked back and Nyala looked at me super annoyed: "Ken, I didn't ask you to do that, I can look after myself, I hate that macho behavior! He just clapped there was nothing to it. You were just concerned about your ego, you didn't really care about my feelings."

I don't know if this triggered something in her, or if it really was because of me acting immature? Or maybe a bit of both? She was clearly upset and annoyed by it and I felt bad. I said sorry but she wasn't having it. She said that her friends were waiting and that she had to leave now.

I asked her for her number and she left.

I was disappointed that the night ended that way. I felt a real connection to her, at one point.

Was it really my fault? Or did a racist ruin our night?

I felt drunk and angry.

I stayed a few more minutes and then left as well.

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Part 2/2 

The next day I woke up with the worst hangover. It was my last day before I had to fly back home.

I went for a swim in the hotel pool and hung out in the old town area by myself.

I couldn't stop thinking about Nyala. I felt bad for ruining the night. We had such a good time talking. But I thought it was pointless to text her as I had to leave the next morning.

Eventually I decided to text her,

I just had to, I couldn't stop thinking about her.

She replied and wrote that she also felt bad for the way she reacted.

She wrote that it wasn't easy for a black woman living here. That it made her hard.

She also wrote that she knew my intentions weren't malicious and that she thought that it was actually quite sweet that I stood up for her, even though she hates macho behavior. She also wanted to see me again, but she had to work late, until 1 am. She worked for a big local newspaper.

I was disappointed as my flight was early in the morning. But I still agreed to meet her at least for a couple hours. She gave me the address to a late night bar in the city center and we met at around 1:30am.

I remember feeling butterflies when I saw her. Her energy was very different than from the night before. She was so much softer. She said that it was wrong for me to grab her arm but deep down she was happy that I did. She said that she was watching me from a distance and that she thought "what a beautiful man"...

I felt incredibly honored and flattered and I returned the compliment.

We spoke about life and she started to show me more and more of her vulnerable side. Eventually she reached out for my hand and rested her head on my shoulder. She told me about a lot of the mental abuse her and her parents had to go through and that she wasn't happy living there. That it was her dream to live in a diverse place like London or NYC where people of color are treated a little more equal.

I gently kissed her forehead and she put her arms around me... she trusted me more and in that moment and we both started to feel sad that I had to leave.

l asked her to come to my hotel. That we could love one another for at least one time, to really feel each other's essence and affection.

She replied that we only just met and that she doesn't know me. That I could try to harm her or even be a rapist. It just wasn't the right thing to do. She was right and I totally respected that.

She took me to a small dark underground club nearby where we drank and danced together. Most people were Africans there.

This time I felt totally comfortable around her and we truly connected.

We had fun and out of nowhere she just kissed me. She suddenly stopped and laughed, "Ken 😂! I'm so glad you're such a good kisser" I smiled and kissed her again. Even more passionately...

Her soft, wet lips felt so nice, we really clicked.

I became aroused and she felt my bulge. She looked at me with these lustful eyes I will never forget.

She kissed me more forcefully. We were biting, sucking and licking each others lips, necks and ears.

I grabbed her hips, turned her around and pressed my bulge against her sexy booty.

She bit her lip and said that she was glad that she had that effect on me.

Things started to get more heated, and eventually she whispered into my ear: "Ken. I want to feel you inside me... I changed my mind, let's go to your hotel"

It was around 3am when we left the club. We jumped into a cab. I realized that I didn't have any condoms on me. I told her and we stopped at a 7/11 store.

We arrived at my hotel close to 4am. The clock was ticking, I had to leave soon. We only had 3 hours left.

We walked into the room and I poured her a drink.

She put the drink down and started to slowly undress me. She took my shirt off and just pulled my pants down.

I just stood there, completely exposed in front of her with my dick already throbbing.

She observed me from top to bottom and said that she loved my body.

She loved the fact that I had no chest hair. She grabbed one of butt cheeks then spanked me gently and told me how much she loved my cute ass.

My body is far from perfect but it felt amazing to feel appreciated by such a beautiful and sexy woman.

She grabbed my dick and began stroking while smiling at me with this naughty, seductive expression... She kissed me and I started to undress her too.

Her body was amazing. Fit with a juicy booty and nice small and beautifully shaped boobs. And I remember that she had the sexiest nipples, she referred to them as chocolate chips 😍. Her dark skin was smooth and soft.

She pushed me onto the bed and immediately put my dick in her mouth. Her warm wet mouth and her soft lips stretched around my dick felt amazing. She circled her tongue around the tip of of the head and tasted my pre cum. She looked at me and said "yum". Damn it was so hot to see her enjoying sucking my dick.

She slowly took me all the way into her mouth. I was breathing slow and steady as she moved her tongue in circles around my shaft...

She looked amazing with her braids hanging all over me, like a gracious, mysterious African amazon queen. What an amazing woman.

She was so good at it that I had to stop her. She looked at me surprised and said that never before she was told to stop, by a guy.

I told her that I would come if she continued. She smiled and replied:

"Oh no, we definitely don't want that to happen, yet 😏"

I threw her on to her back, ready to return the favor, but she stopped me and pulled me up towards her. She said that she doesn't know why, but she was just never into getting eaten out.

I kissed her. And then lowered my head and took her lovely and hard nipple into my mouth. I circled my tongue around the tiny taunt bud and felt my cock grow harder when a soft moan escaped Nyala's lips.

I gently placed my fingers in between her thighs. At first I moved my fingers only a tiny bit, hardly noticeable and I could literally feel her growing wetter and wetter. She moaned and started to move her hips in an attempt to find release.

I then gently massaged and rubbed her clit before sliding my fingers inside her wonderful cunt. She was soaking wet which made me very happy.

I couldn't help it but to quickly lick my finger just to get a taste of her.

She tasted wonderful. Her arousal was sweet like the nectar from a tropical flower.

I then fingered her vigorously, deeply, in and out of her sopping wet pussy. Each stroke brought more groans and moans. I would flick her clit and twist my fingers every few strokes to vary the sensation.

Her body was vibrating and so warm, she made the sexiest noises and just as I could feel her muscles start to tighten she made me stop and said in this begging voice: "Fuck me Ken"

She sure didn't have to say it twice!!! I jumped up in ultra speed and put a condom on like a true Ninja. She had to laugh.

I spread her legs wide apart and gently slapped her clit with the tip of my dick. Her body jumped a little and her pretty pussy pulsated in response.

I just thought: "What a goddess"

I slid my hard dick up and down her slit to tease her a bit and then positioned myself at her entrance before I slowly just put the tip of my dick inside her. She felt tight and warm.

I stopped just to see her reaction, to see her eyes beg for more. She sighed and looked at me with these hungry, incredibly sexy eyes.

I smiled at her and slowly slid deep inside. All the way as deep as I could. She looked down while I entered her and moaned. She had this overwhelmed expression on her face which made me grow even harder while moving inside her. Her tight pussy gripping my dick felt comforting. So warm, cozy and wet.

I first moved super slow, sliding in and out of her, to really embrace the feeling of me being inside her.

I pulled out and again, watched the frustration play across her face.

"No... Ken!". But not for long. I only let a couple seconds go past before I thrust my dick into her little pussy as a scream of ecstasy mixed with pain filled my ears. "Ugh... fuck yes, Ken"

I was so turned on that I quickly started to move faster and faster. She kept saying "yes!" The expression on her beautiful face and to see her lovely tits bouncing up and down drove me insane and in this moment I knew I wouldn't last very long.

I fucked her as hard and deep as I could. She was moaning loud from a place deep within her belly. She was saying my name over and over again.

I couldn't believe that this was really happening.

After just minutes of me pounding her she started to scream: "OMFG Ken! Yes, yes I'm coming!!!!!!!!!"

The orgasm broke like a tidal wave and her entire body shook with the force of it 🌊. She came so hard and screamed so loud I'm sure all the neighbors woke up!

It was so sexy and overwhelming that it sent me over the edge, I groaned full of pleasure while I came at the same time. It felt incredible! 🍆💦

We burst out laughing right after and Nyala said: "Damn 😂 we both really needed that!"

It was a beautiful pure moment, we felt happy. She said that she never came that quick with a guy before and giggled that I should be proud of myself. She put her arms around me and squeezed me tightly.

I played cool and smiled but oh boy, that I was! So freakin' proud, my heart jumped with joy, I felt like the shit. And I was relieved deep down because I didn't want to be the one coming too soon, ruining all the fun.

We spoke for a while, laying next to each other. She kissed me and we continued to make out hungrily.

Eventually she said: "You know what? I could do it again" and I replied "I'm glad you said that". I took her hand and placed it on my dick so she could feel how hard I was again. She had a big happy smile on her face and whispered "damnnn baby...". She played with it for a bit and mentioned how much it turned her on to feel the veins on my rock-hard dick.

She pushed her booty against me.

We were spooning and I was rubbing my dick against her wonderful feminine ass while caressing her juicy pussy.

I made her put my dick inside her. I find it super hot if a girl does it herself.

She looked so sexy, her amazing face, gorgeous ass, and tits, her warm smooth skin against mine...

I was super confident now after knowing that she orgasmed already.

She liked it rough so it didn't take long before I rammed my dick inside her as fast and hard as I could. Nyala was whimpering as she felt me pounding inside her.

My body was covered in sweat and I kept hitting this spot inside her which gave me the most amazing sensation. Whenever I pounded against it Nyala moaned louder and louder. With each hard, deep thrust. She could feel me throbbing inside her.

I figured out that this was the trick! I kept pushing against it inside and it didn't take long for her to scream again "Don't stop, don't stop!"

Nyala buried her face in the pillow and screamed. Her body jolted as the orgasm surged through her body.

She came all over my dick again!!!!

Not me this time.

I fucking loved it and it made me feel super powerful.

I shoved my dick in her mouth and she happily pleased me with her warm tongue and soft lips while looking deep into my eyes.

She was so open and free 😍 She loved it and worshiped my dick. She stroked my balls and licked me from shaft to tip and then let me fuck her mouth again for a while before I slid back inside her.

Nyala was so passionate! Her lovemaking was so sweet. Warm, wet, breathy kisses, sometimes with her tongue and sometimes not. Her hands were in my hair and caressing my face. Entering her beautiful tight and juicy pussy over and over felt so damn hot.

From that moment on I literally fucked her brains out. I was spanking and pushing and pulling and choking her like a madman.

She cried as she bounced up and down on my cock.

And when I started banging against that spot inside her again, she came a third time.

I was grunting louder as I was about to explode. When she noticed that I was close to coming too, she whispered "I wanna see you cum on my body, baby"

Hearing her say that was so sexy that I could feel my dick fill up immediately. I quickly removed the condom and she just grabbed my dick and squeezed it tight while stroking it vigorously. I groaned, arched my back and thrusted my pelvis towards her just as my cum blasted out.

I moaned loud while I completely drenched her body. My seed went literally everywhere.

Nyala looked at my face for the whole time. She had joy in her eyes and said quietly "You're so cute".

She was stroking my dick a few more times, squeezing it to get the last drops of cum to run down her fingers.

She then looked at me and tasted my cum, mentioning how nice I tasted.

I was so incredibly proud that I made her orgasm that many times. I felt like a King that night, and she adored me like a true King.

And she was my Queen that night.

My beautiful sensual and graceful East African queen. I will forever worship and admire her.

I laid down next to her and she laid her head on my shoulder and spoke to me gently, lovingly, stroking my face and hair with her hand.

We cuddled and kissed and she whispered that she regretted wasting so much time.

That she should have listened to her heart and not waited so long before coming to the hotel with me.

I told her that it was the right thing to do, that most men are selfish and that many of them had bad intentions, that women can never be careful enough... but I was glad that she took a leap of faith.

I admired her for her strength.

We fell asleep in each other's arms and an hour later the alarm on my phone went off.

I quickly packed all my stuff and checked out. I called her a cab, we kissed and said goodbye.

She looked sad but happy at the same time because we both knew that whatever happened, this memory would stay with us forever.

She didn't want to commit to a distance relationship. She had plans for her life, she needed to finish her studies and I totally respected that.

I will forever treasure that time I spent with a true Ethiopian Queen. A queen called Nyala.

The End