Sex At OR Tambo

I adore Johannesburg, Multi racial, everybody has got something great to offer in this vibrant city.Full of entrepreneurs from  the super rich,to the man selling chappies and bananas on his own home made table on a street corner on Rivonia. Jo’burg has  10 months summer,we by far the friendliest people in the country,we the wealthiest city in Africa.
I even love the stigma of the crime rate that’s associated with Jo’burg.


See, when foreigners are in transit they are told that once you leave O.R Tambo airport it’s like a scene of Baghdad, gun shots everywhere and minimum chance of survival .Thankfully they believe this BS,I’m petrified for the day when someone will realise that the crime rate statistics are based on townships and that Sandton is nothing more dangerous than any other major city in the world.


Anyway,this believe results in the men staying inside their hotel rooms and ordering some ” two legged room service”.Hooooray!
Which subsequently makes OR Tambo the biggest brothel in the world.
Within 6 hours of being live on the world wide web my first “serious” call came in.
The client was American and his drawl in his accent,made me guess that he was from the Southern part of USA.
I explained to him the rates and chose my words very careful ,when I described the services,using words like we offering full house or the full monty.
.The client told me he was from Houston Texas and he is at OR Tambo airport..
He told me he wanted a real African lady,I explained to him that I am caucasian and he replied its ok if I’m white as long as i was born and raised in Africa….
Well I guess I am a real African girl even though Im white.
He wanted me to stay for 1 hour and we agreed on an amount in US dollars as outcall are more expensive than in calls .
I called myself Foxy.
I got dressed, didn’t want to look too sexy or seductive, I didn’t want to draw any attention on myself in the hotel.
I packed my condoms and my lube,and I went to O.R Tambo.
The concierge services attended me and when when they valet my car,they ask me which date Im checking out.
Without thinking I said Ill be done in 1hour.
Damn that was stupid!Who just stays for 1 hour wearing a Versace dress in the middle of the day?
The minute I walked through the doors it felt like everybody saw straight through me.
As I walked to reception I kept my chin up high,I didn’t dare taking my Bvlgari’s off.
I asked them for mr.Roberts in room 308 from Houston.
“And who are you,madam?”
“My name is Foxy……..”
Fuck!!what was I thinking calling myself Foxy……Thats a giveaway.I could have just as well say,my name is Call Girl.
As little miss Foxy went up the elevator,her heartbeat was also going higher.
What is he going to look like?
Its exciting,I felt and looked sexy.
As mr. Roberts open the door I was pleasantly surprised.He is good looking, charming,and very well dressed.
I spoke to Mr.Roberts and quickly realised he hasn’t left the airport yet.
He is just in transit before he catch the plane to the Kruger National park.
He kindly complimeneted me on my dress and asked me if I ever wear traditional clothes?
“Im not quite sure what is traditional clothing,you mean like Wilma Flinstone?”
He apologised and said he hope he didn’t offend me.
To lit up the conversation  I said”Never Darling,I think its kind off sweet— if you you specified the clothing I sure Im could have hunted a Bokkie down and make some African outfit?”
Mr .Roberts asked me how did I get to the airport,continuing saying its too dangerous to use public transport,right?
 I was being my silly self and I said I have a Zebra.
Mr.Roberts “Are you serious?,thats like so cool”
I then showed him my BMW  5 series convertible keys,this is how I get from point A to B.
I looked at his screen saver on his phone and computer and realised this dude is taking the African big 5 thing,(especially leopards) seriously…including 7 books and 8 magazines.
Mr.Roberts then kindly handed me over me some lingerie he wanted me to wear.
Mmmm,I do normally like leopard print…is it just a coincidence or maybe he really love leopards?
Mr.Roberts asked me to put it on and when I returned dressed up from the bathroom,he was in his underwear and I  have never seen a guy getting a hard on,straight away….without touching or kissing.
He started kissing me in my neck,and his perfectly manicured fingers stroke my body with sexy rhythmic movements.
He had an amazing body…he smelled nice.
He wanted us to have sex with my underwear on,just sliding my panty to the side.
As he penetrated me,he just stop…..
“Foxy,I have something very embarrassing to ask you”
“Whats that mr.Roberts?”
He has got three more items he want me to put on before we start.
He handed over the bag and when I opened it in the bathroom,I realised this guy wants to fuck a leopard.
He gave me an alice band with two leopard ears and lycra stuck on tail,and little leopard slippers.
This makes me feel as sexy as my colon cleansing sessions.
Well I thought he is the client,he made a trans atlantic flight and this leopard will not disappoint him.
I took my eye liner draw a little black nose and whiskers.
I stepped out of the bathroom and he thought I look amazing …..?
When he saw me all dressed up he as his dream animal,we straightway had sex.
“Foxy,last favour,I will tip you well, please imitate the sound of a a leopard while we having sex”
I wish I had a google button in my brain… I have no idea what a leopard sound like.
I roared like a lion.
“Foxy, you from Africa you should know that they make a more cat like purr rather than a lion roar?”
So I started purring…getting bonked,dressed like a leopard and continued  purring….
I looked at myself in the mirror,all tailed up with leopard ears– I looked ridiculous and had to pinch myself from burst out laughing.
Mr.Roberts came straightaway.
That was quick? I coulnt help it as I fantasised the whole plane trip about having sex like this.
I lied in his arms and he stroke my head like you would stroke a cat.
I told mr.Roberts that he might need to see the real thing,but I would advise him to rather bonk me on his return lay over….
We both burst out laughing .
He told me I was great ,tipped me $100 and agreed that my pussy will be the nearest he will ever get to a Leopards
pussy.