A White Man in Africa Ch. 02 [MFM]

[A White Man in Africa Ch. 01](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/o6yhsf/a_white_man_in_africa_ch_01_mm/)

**Summary:** In chapter two I go back in time to tell you about my first introduction to black cock and how I changed from classic heterosexual to raging cocksucker.

Note: All characters are over 18 and consent.

Given my recent proclivities since arriving in Nairobi, often when I was in the office my curiosity won, and I’d find myself searching for porn online. The result was that a few sites (all interracial, white guys, ebony ladies) made their way into my daily list of favourite sites to browse.

**Discovery**

Before Nairobi, porn didn’t excite me much. White or black girls. No tingle, no stirring in the pants. Then, that changed to seeking daily discoveries of some of the most mind-blowing interracial porn that was online. What took it to a whole other level and made it so arousing—after 5 p.m., after work, I’d get to try out all the things I’d seen in Safari, in real life. Kenyan girls are the least inhibited and sexiest women known to mankind—there isn’t anything they won’t do. There is something about black women, Kenyan black women. I don’t know what it is. Don’t get me wrong. I can write a few hundred pages on all the things I love, but that won’t capture the intoxicating magic of being with a black woman. I was totally, wholeheartedly, irreversibly addicted. And daily, like a drug, consciously and subconsciously my levels of inhibition dripped away with the ever higher levels of addiction I was developing.

A White Man in Africa Ch. 01 [MM]

Note: All characters are over 18.

Where it all started… I arrived in Nairobi bright-eyed and bushy tailed in early 2016, painfully heterosexual, grossly inexperienced, and having barely any understanding of what interracial meant.

All of this changed, rather swiftly.

Nairobi has an abundance of young people, a large cosmopolitan middle class, a booming demand for white-collar workers, a growing economy — setting the stage for a hyperactive nightlife, where clubbing is a way of life.

And Kenyan women are some of the most incredible women I’ve ever had the honour of meeting. They know what they want, and they go after what they want. Within a couple of weeks living in Nairobi I was no longer inexperienced and was intimately aware of all the interracial connotations anyone could think of. And my days all started ever more alert and lively ??

I will be posting my many and varied escapades with the fairer sex, please look out for those postings if so inclined; this particular series (A White Man in Africa) is focused on my exploits with ahh… the dudes!