My [M] 23 Kenyan lady friend [F] 23 and I made each other cum while we were bathing.

To read about an earlier encounter I had with this girl, check out my earlier story [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ihblyp/a_cashier_f_23_at_a_kenyan_hardware_store_gave_me/). This story stands on its own without having read that one, so feel free to start here if you’d like.

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I lived in Kenya for a few months after finishing school and ended up helping out with a community center being built in the area I was living in. While travelling to buy supplies, a cute clerk named Rosie, who worked at the hardware store, kept giving me eyes, eventually gave me her number, and I ended up spending the night at her place. I had to leave the next day, but I promised to stay in touch.

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Back in the village I was living in, the American volunteer I was living with encouraged me to keep in touch with her and enjoy some down time on the weekends. I gave her a call and she said she was surprised to hear from me. “I didn’t know if I’d ever hear your voice again.” But she was glad I’d called and was eager to meet up again. “Maybe I’ll come visit the village you’re living in?” I was living in a fairly remote area, sleeping in a small safari tent, and the community I was in was fairly conservative Christian, so I didn’t know how they’d react to having someone coming to sleep with me and fool around for the weekend, so I offered to come visit her in the city instead and packed my bags.

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I left on a Friday after work, and took several minibuses and cars before arriving in the city, where she met me. We dropped my stuff at her place, fooled around and went out with her friends, but I was tired from having worked during the day and from travelling to meet her and we called it a night early. She had moved apartments since I saw her last and was now living in a two room detached building in a small suburb of the city. The main room was the bedroom/living room with a small burner for cooking, and there was a bathroom with only a water tap and a tile floor accessible only by going outside.

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In the morning we had some mandazi, something between a bun and a donut, for breakfast and lounged around on the small mattress chatting. It was getting hotter and hotter as the sun rose. “Why don’t you join me for a shower” she asked with a playful smile, and got up to wrap a towel around herself. I didn’t need a second invitation and quickly dug out my small travelling towel and wrapped it around my waist.

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To get to the wash room, you had to go outside and around the building to a separate door. The little shack was in a suburb of a medium sized city, so not especially dense, but still a city. Stepping outside, I felt very exposed. Rosie had walked out ahead of me to walk to the shower, and here I was, halfway around the planet from my home, strutting out into the yard in only a small towel, clearly about to fool around with the beautiful Kenyan girl. I could feel my heart beating a little faster, and it skipped a beat as Rosie gave me a smile over her shoulder walking to the wash room. She had a thick towel wrapped around her, hugging to her wide hips, thinner waist, and big chest. The smile she gave me with her big brown lips was playful, naughty, and enticing all at the same time.

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I followed her into the dark washing room. It had a tile floor, a small tap with soap and a wash bucket, and morning light was streaming in through a window and the open doorway, which had no door. The heat of the day builds fast in Kenya, and I could already feel a sweat building. Rosie ran the tap a little, feeling the water with her hand. “It’s a little cold, but it’s alright.” I felt the water and it was cool, but refreshing, like a pool on a hot day. She put the bucket under the tap to fill it, setting aside a small rag and soap, then took off her towel, hanging it up on a hook. I was no stranger to her body at this point, but there was something very intimate seeing her curvy figure in a dark tiled room, getting ready to bathe. I hung up my towel and she turned off the faucet.

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She soaped up the cloth until it had a lather, then stood and started spreading the suds around her body with the cloth. She ran it along her arms, back to her chest, and along her waist, hips, and down both of her legs. The white soap contrasted starkly with her dark skin. “I need your help with my back.” She said, handing me the cloth. I took it and ran it along her smooth back, scrubbing slightly and running my free hand along her shoulder. I was already extremely turned on by this point, so as I moved in closer, moving the cloth around to her front and moving it down her shoulder onto her chest, my hard dick pushed against her from behind. She pushed her body back against mine and I felt the slippery feeling of our soapy skin sliding against each other, while my erection pushed in against her round butt cheeks. “You are already very excited” she teased in her thick Kenyan accent. She turned her head over her shoulder our lips met and we kissed while I slid one hand up, circling a soapy, erect nipple. I slid my other hand down down between her legs.

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She gave me a soft “mmm” and reached around to where I was pressed against her, wrapping her fingers around my growing erection. She glided a soapy hand up and down, gripping me slightly. Her slippery fingers felt amazing and I couldn’t help pushing into her with my hips. She let go and broke off the kiss smiling, “You’re so eager! You haven’t even washed yet.” Taking the cloth from me, she turned around to face me, and ran the cloth across my chest and along my arms. The water was cool, but refreshing on my skin. Playfully she changed tone to someone being very serious about their work, and went about scrubbing each part of my body methodically. I stood there smiling at her and she circled around behind me, scrubbing my back, then coming in close again. I could feel both her round, soapy breasts pressed against me, and I felt her hard nipples slide along my back. She reached around with an empty hand and slid it along my chest and stomach, then down lower, sliding her hand around my cock and moving it gently up and down.

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I let out a small moan, feeling a little self conscious knowing the door and window were open, but put it out of my mind. She came around in front of me, kissing me hard while she stroked me with a soapy hand. I reached a hand down and massaged the outside of her labia, running my finger along her clit as I moved. She was breathing harder as I teased her, and I gently spread her open with one finger, not fully pushing inside. She continued stroking me in long slow strokes with her hand while the other hand was on the back of my neck while we kissed. She inhaled a bit as I rubbed my finger over her clitoris. Breaking away and looking down, she said “I wanted to use my mouth on you, but now you’re too soapy.” We both laughed then continued pushing our slippery bodies together.

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Feeling her push her hips forward as I teased, I pushed a finger slightly inside, rubbing the top of her vagina and her clitoris faster and faster. With my free hand I tried to played with her hard nipple, squeezing it as it slipped out of my fingers. She started breathing faster and louder pushing her body against me and moved her hand faster. She started whispering in my ear “Oh fuck… Yes. Oh my god.” while tying to stay quiet. I kept my pace and she squeezed a little harder as she stroked me. I knew I wouldn’t last long and dug the fingers of my free hand into her skin, letting out a quiet “Oh yes, Rosie. Holy fuck.” She let out a slightly louder moan, pushing her hips forward, then I felt her body tighten around my fingers. Her big beautiful thighs squeezed hard on my hand as she gripped me and let the orgasm go through her, moaning in a loud whisper in my ear. At the same time I felt the pleasure rise in me. Rosie kept stroking, her soapy fingers squeezing the end of my dick as she moved. “Oh fuck… Oh yes!” I whispered. I kissed her hard, then felt a surge of pleasure as I tightened up and felt pulse after pulse of cum empty out into her hand, dripping on to the wet, soapy tile floor.

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We both stood, lips locked together for a minute while we caught our breath and our selves. We made out a little bit, enjoying the slippery feeling of soapy skin on skin, then rinsed ourselves with water from the bucket, dried ourselves, and went back out and around to the house.

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