Africa had been on my radar for a while. When Lufthansa offered promotional fares to Addis Ababa, I made the plunge and booked my first trip to the Dark Continent.
My first Ethiopian girl was in Abu Dhabi. Confirming the stereotype, Bling was cute as a button, but wouldn’t kiss or suck my dick. Ethiopian girls are supposed to be among the most beautiful in Africa, but often cold in bed. We’ll see...
Desalegn #?
After obtaining a visa on arrival and exchanging some money, I was outside the airport by 9 PM. When I’d had my nicotine fix, I walked down to the area where the taxis were parked. As I was negotiating the fare, I spotted a van from the Desalegn Hotel...
The Desalegn Hotel was where I intended to stay. I tried to contact them by e-mail, but got no reply. The van driver called reception to check whether they had rooms available. They did! After waiting for the driver to pick up another passenger, I got a free ride into town.
The van drove us to the Desalegn Hotel #3. I’d actually intended to stay at the Desalegn #2. Since the rooms looked nice, I checked in anyway. I didn’t have a clue where the hotel was located, though.
The other passenger turned out to be Dutch. Over dinner, he talked about his extensive travels in Africa and provided some great insights. Pity he wasn’t a monger.
Grocery Shopping
After unpacking, setting up my laptop and grooming myself, it was after 1 AM. Should I go and explore the neighborhood at this late hour? Was it safe to walk around at night? My fridge was empty and I was thirsty, so I ventured out... for a bottle of Coke.
The security guard asked me where I wanted to go. He advised against walking and suggested I take a taxi. For a bottle of Coke? No way! When I refused to get into the cab and started walking, the guard gave me directions to the closest shop.
Treading carefully for my first walk on African soil, I noticed a cute girl standing by the side of the road. I looked at her. She looked at me. Nobody said a word. A little further, another girl was all over me. These girls were streetwalkers!
After buying a few bottles of Pepsi, I headed back to my hotel. I intended to approach the cutie pie I’d spotted before. She was gone...
Streetwalkers
After dropping my stuff off in my room, I headed back out after 2 AM. Once again, the security guard asked where I was going. When I said that I’d spotted some girls, he replied that the streetwalkers were no good. He could provide me with a girl...
So that’s why he didn’t want me to walk! He didn’t want me to discover the streetwalkers. I made it crystal clear to him that I wouldn’t deal with fucking pimps. He never said another word to me.
The girl closest to my hotel was still desperate to get with me. I shook her off to see what else was on offer. Reaching the corner, I spotted the Atlas Hotel, a well known streetwalker area. Most of the girls were too chubby for my taste, but a girl with the perfect figure was waving at me from across the street...
Betty
Betty was cute enough. Her frizzy hair was typically African. She had that sparkle in her eye and wanted to head for my hotel straight away. Not so fast, Missy. We need to negotiate price first! Betty asked for 500 ETB ST. I offered her 100 ETB. She tried for 300 ETB. I upped the ante to 150 ETB. Betty tried hard for 200 ETB, but finally accepted 150 ETB. Let’s go!
We walked hand in hand to my hotel. As soon as we were in the elevator, Betty was kissing me. Good sign! In the room, Betty wanted to hop in the shower straight away. I told her to slow down and got my camera out...
Betty was happy to pose for pictures. When I showed her the first batch of pictures on TV, Betty loved them and was constantly kissing and cuddling me. It took a few minutes before our tongues were intertwined, but Betty finally succumbed to DFK. When she took her top off, I started nibbling on her small titties straight away. She was reluctant to let me eat her pussy, but ultimately loved it, as she was constantly looking into my eyes while she was crooning.
Betty was soaking wet and craving my dick. She wouldn’t suck it, though. Ethiopian girls don’t!
Betty mounted me and rode my dick with a passion. The faster I drilled her, the wetter she got. Suddenly, she got off and insisted I change condoms. 
I didn’t ask why and quickly got back in the saddle. Betty was truly passionate and felt great to fuck. When my balls exploded, we finally made it to the shower.
Betty washed me all over. She was a total sweetie who provided the perfect GFE. Naturally, I wanted her to stay the night. To my surprise, she wouldn’t accept my offer of 300 ETB and started putting her clothes on. I really wanted Betty to stay and upped the offer to 400 ETB. As soon as Betty agreed to spend the night, I threw her on the bed and jumped her bones. I was well horny!
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After listening to some music, it was already light by the time we hit the pillow, but Betty still woke up at 9 AM. I motioned her to go back to sleep, but she was hungry. Without enough shuteye, I didn’t feel like fucking her again. I showed Betty to the elevator and kissed her goodbye as the door was about to close. Apart from the early wake-up call, my first experience on African soil had been wonderful!
Loso
