Chapter 3

The mood lightened again as everyone began getting ready to head down to the water. A few people started carrying boards into the shallows of the dam while others grabbed paddles and towels. Zinhle knelt to untie her takkies, concentrating on the laces — grateful for the brief break from everyone's eyes.

Then, suddenly, a large shadow moved over her.

She glanced up — and found herself face to… well, eye level — with Kgosi's cock.

"Oh!" she gasped, startled. She hadn't expected anyone that close.

Kgosi stood in front of her, completely casual, holding out a paddle in one hand. "Brought you this," he said with a smile.

But Zinhle barely heard him.

She couldn't stop looking.

His cock — just centimetres from her face now — was even more impressive up close. Still only partly hard, it hung heavy and thick, the head darker than the rest of him and glossy. And bare — nothing covering the head of it — a thing she had heard about her whole life and never once seen up close, because there had only ever been Njabulo. The shaft twitched faintly, as if acknowledging the attention. It was easily bigger than Njabulo's — noticeably bigger — and her brain raced with the comparison, even as she fought herself for thinking it.

Njabulo had always filled her. He was almost too much at times. But now, seeing Kgosi so exposed, so close… she couldn't help but wonder. Would that kind of size hurt? Or would it stretch her in a way that made her cum like never before?

The guilt arrived instantly, and her face went hot with it.